Marduk Organisation
Log book writing template
Issued on 12 mars, version 5.44 revision #35
Logs for use in the Marduk Organisation are to be written in accordance with this template.
Header:
Title - the title is to describe the frequency at which the actual log is written, e.g. daily or bimonthly.
Name of department - e.g. Marduk Paramedical Department
Sector # along with additional info
Author: - name of author
Date: - date of log writing
Body:
Log text
Personal notes
For use with private matters relating to the log or matters having occurred during the timeframe which the log covers, e.g. list of purchases, appointments etc.
Grammatical structure and such are defined in template #7533
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Weekly log
Marduk Urban Defence Forces
Sector Y18 of exclave N33
Date: 12 November
Author: Atlas
There were some small riots today due to accusations towards us made by unemployed and dissatisfied suburbanites that we were to blame for the destruction of a robotic maid wandering around the streets. It soon escalated and we were forced to intervene. Other than that nothing noteworthy has taken place.
Personal notes, encrypted:
According to locals a robotic maid has been trashed by our Marduks while sent out to shop for groceries by its owner. It's not a question of whether we, the Marduk are behind this or not, it is a fact. Our mission is to 'prevent any harmful activities by robotics aimed towards the public' but it has more or less begun to resemble random vandalism. A maid-bot on it's way home from the grocery store, how's that an harmful activity?
I sense that frustration is growing among the men. The hoards of robots gone mad are not to be seen and I fear that they are simply part of the propaganda made up by our executives. But alas I fear to relieve me thoughts to my comrades, they may view me as unpatriotic or dismiss me as cynical.
And the riot, nothing more than a few drunkards and a trio of middle-aged men that were beaten and ridiculed by a couple of guards before being sent away, I would know as I watched it all from my seat in the guard tower.
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Date: 19 November
Author Atlas
An illegal factory for biochemical weapons has been disposed of and perished in accordance with our orders. An unknown number of agitators were retired in the operation that was executed at the night of the 17th.
Personal notes, encrypted:
A group of our men had been ravaging a local bar after the owner had refused to let them drink free of charge. In response they had torched the whole restaurant and one of them reportedly had begun firing maniacally around him injuring and killing several people. The whole building and several close by were burnt down to the ground.
It is things like these that make me wonder if being drafted really was such a blessing after all. When I look back, was my mind dimmed by the recent war? Did I not comprehend the change from living in a large peasant family to live as an urban all by myself, suddenly an orphan? When I sit here alone in my guard tower I begin to wonder what values this red uniform I am dressed in represent, if life in Zone 1 working at the assembly line wasn't that bad in comparison...
Log book writing template
Issued on 12 mars, version 5.44 revision #35
Logs for use in the Marduk Organisation are to be written in accordance with this template.
Header:
Title - the title is to describe the frequency at which the actual log is written, e.g. daily or bimonthly.
Name of department - e.g. Marduk Paramedical Department
Sector # along with additional info
Author: - name of author
Date: - date of log writing
Body:
Log text
Personal notes
For use with private matters relating to the log or matters having occurred during the timeframe which the log covers, e.g. list of purchases, appointments etc.
Grammatical structure and such are defined in template #7533
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Weekly log
Marduk Urban Defence Forces
Sector Y18 of exclave N33
Date: 12 November
Author: Atlas
There were some small riots today due to accusations towards us made by unemployed and dissatisfied suburbanites that we were to blame for the destruction of a robotic maid wandering around the streets. It soon escalated and we were forced to intervene. Other than that nothing noteworthy has taken place.
Personal notes, encrypted:
According to locals a robotic maid has been trashed by our Marduks while sent out to shop for groceries by its owner. It's not a question of whether we, the Marduk are behind this or not, it is a fact. Our mission is to 'prevent any harmful activities by robotics aimed towards the public' but it has more or less begun to resemble random vandalism. A maid-bot on it's way home from the grocery store, how's that an harmful activity?
I sense that frustration is growing among the men. The hoards of robots gone mad are not to be seen and I fear that they are simply part of the propaganda made up by our executives. But alas I fear to relieve me thoughts to my comrades, they may view me as unpatriotic or dismiss me as cynical.
And the riot, nothing more than a few drunkards and a trio of middle-aged men that were beaten and ridiculed by a couple of guards before being sent away, I would know as I watched it all from my seat in the guard tower.
---
Date: 19 November
Author Atlas
An illegal factory for biochemical weapons has been disposed of and perished in accordance with our orders. An unknown number of agitators were retired in the operation that was executed at the night of the 17th.
Personal notes, encrypted:
A group of our men had been ravaging a local bar after the owner had refused to let them drink free of charge. In response they had torched the whole restaurant and one of them reportedly had begun firing maniacally around him injuring and killing several people. The whole building and several close by were burnt down to the ground.
It is things like these that make me wonder if being drafted really was such a blessing after all. When I look back, was my mind dimmed by the recent war? Did I not comprehend the change from living in a large peasant family to live as an urban all by myself, suddenly an orphan? When I sit here alone in my guard tower I begin to wonder what values this red uniform I am dressed in represent, if life in Zone 1 working at the assembly line wasn't that bad in comparison...