Day 21

On the day of the 21st logbook entry, we caught a Skibidi toilet. I'm Cameraman_011, by the way. The last colleague was also taken out of the race by the G-Man.

-R.I.P.-

We fixed the toilet and interrogated it by showing a picture of the toilet boss to it. It sang this stupid song with the greatest emphasis. My buddy pointed his finger at the picture again. The annoying skibidi song, same reaction. The three of us discussed what to do next. Suddenly our prisoner went completely crazy. I gave my colleague a hand signal and he flushed. The point of the whole procedure was to find out whether the attackers were all committed to the leader or whether they were just forced into our towns. We are now pretty sure that they are attacking us on purpose. Otherwise, the G-Man must have indoctrinated them so intensively that they remained loyal to him even during this our interrogation.

Day 22

The G-man has finished off these people too. We wonder how he was able to find the small and well-hidden room in one of the many skyscrapers. Perhaps the delinquent had sent out an alarm that the cameramen couldn't hear?

Allow me, Cameraman_050.
The enemy forces are more numerous and diverse than ever before. Helicopters, striders, you name it.
Two camcorders joined forces to try and flush the G-Man away. They dwarfed the 36m tall Skibidi, who fought back by turning his head backwards and firing laser beams, which unfortunately didn't miss their target. The flushing stick sank back down and the colossus began to grin anew, continuing to blast away any buildings with its infamous yellow lasers.
We also saw a monster (a deformity?) with 5 heads! I'll be dreaming about this hydra for a long time to come.

Day 23

We took the fact that the Cameratitan was slightly damaged as an opportunity to repair, mend and upgrade it extensively. So we gathered all our engineers and other scientists at headquarters for a general overhaul. Titan Cameraman squatted down in the middle of the production hall and the latter worked on him from scaffolding.
As the enemies wanted to take advantage of the time our giant was incapacitated, we were soon visited. But when they saw our giant, they immediately turned back. The Skibidis must have gotten scared now that they could see it up close. He looked at them with his enormous lens and shot a neutron flash from the tip of his finger. Although the Skibidists were already retreating, it hit the bullseye. Even the gate of the entrance through which the enemies had come slammed shut.

Precision work. And nothing of us destroyed!
Titan Cameraman gave another thumbs-up, and our white people continued their work. This included cleaning, re-oiling and soldering in an interface for contactless charging. The way we look after ourselves in this regard is impossible to him due to his enormous size.
The lens and energy core in it's chest give off a beautiful sky blue glow. It's every glance seems to express a thought. I stayed in the workshop for a very long time because I just couldn't get enough of that. And nodded to the titan once more to show my respect and appreciation before I had to leave the room because it was getting late. Good work, my bestie!

Day 24

The battle continues with undiminished ferocity. These Skibidi Toilets seem to have quite a taste for our soldiers. One camcorder was lying on the ground, surrounded by 3 opponents who kept headbutting him that he was unable to get up. Poor guy, couldn't help him tho. I had to fight my own way through. But with the experience I now had, I managed fairly well.
Now the 5-headed critter was after me again. However, this time a different type of robot helped me: a Speakerman. He flushed the monster down and helped me back on my feet. I thanked him profusely.

So this is the ally that my builders have already told me a bit about. Perhaps I should speak in the plural form, because it's a whole second army they've created. So many newly made hardware heads! We are delighted! Now I'll briefly describe these comrades.

As their name suggests, the heads of these robots consist of loudspeakers. The bodies are about the same size as those of us, perhaps a little smaller. The one who rescued me was wearing a light gray suit, a white undershirt, a black and white dotted tie and light gray pants, but I also saw a few completely black ones with a red tie. They also brought equipment with them, namely loudspeaker boxes with rotor blades, the helicopter speakers. The Speakermen seemed to be a bit more casual than us, they love to dance (Fortnite Dance) and are true masters at it.
They can't talk, just like us, but they can send out bass waves for defense and play music: Their iconic favorite song "Everybody wants to rule the world" by Tears for Fears has become the anthem of our entire robot alliance. At first I wondered how they could see, but then I discovered tiny optical sensors in infinitesimal holes around the speakers.

Day 25

If I mentioned in yesterday's entry that the Speakermen were more casual, I can already back that up with an example today. One of them had had fun tinkering with a defeated toilet. He had removed the head and added a steering device as well as footrests. In that way he drove joyfully through the streets, representing at least one ray of hope in this gloomy war.

A little later, we were followed up by a large troop of Skibidists, perhaps attracted by the mentioned "driver". The speakerheaded robots started distributing headphones among our fighters. With all soldiers properly equipped, one of the allies gave a signal. The resulting sound wave caused all enemies within range to explode. This bass would have killed us cameramen too if we had been exposed to it unprotected. The war machine that emitted the aforementioned bass wave is a Speaker Strider and works in parallel with the Camera Strider. All the equipment that the government sent us found its way directly to us from the technicians who made it, without getting stuck at any control stations. Our supply lines are to be commended.
After the victory, we celebrated with the new robots at a lavish party. Our anthem must have been heard all over the city. The loudspeakers themselves, the helicopter speakers and the Speaker Strider were responsible for the incredible high volume. The cronies danced for all they were worth! The only thing missing was a laser show. So there are still good times in the skibidian nightmare after all, and they are almost always connected to the Speakermen.

Day 26

And on it goes: On the day of the 26th logbook entry, the enlarged versions of the allies come into play for the first time. In terms of body dimensions, they dwarf us all. We start at a length of 1.60m and end at approximately 2.15m. The camcorders range from 2.50 to 4m, as you can read in one of the previous chapters. However, in the meantime I have seen one with 5m, the maximum value. The smallest normal Speakerman measures around 1.50m, the upper limit will be similar to ours. Now the big Speakerman are coming in at 7-8m, high enough to flush the massive skibidis that we've been encountering more and more of late.
The Titan tops that too, of course, and I have a premonition that our new comrades might soon introduce one of those too.

-a little later...

All the big Speakermen I saw were wearing white tops, black pants and red ties. The head here is a rectangular speaker. Two enemies disturbed me in this analysis, but I slapped them both away. I had a productive day and defeated three more until the next one ended my winning streak. The new models helped me, my "survival" was assured for the moment.

Meanwhile, somewhere between a few high-rise buildings, a huge toilet with a black mask broke through. Shortly afterwards, my hopes were confirmed: the Titan Speakerman appeared! It's a 36m giant robot with lots of loudspeakers on and between its shoulders, a jetpack, a firearm attached to its arm and a glowing red energy core in its chest. He is also recognizable by his striking red suit and did play our anthem as he prepared to shoot the monster from the air. The Skibidi toilet tried to bite, but got hit in the face and was shot down again, then flushed. Our new big bro couldn't resist a little bragging and took a seat on the rest of the defeated foe. I couldn't blame him for the boast and gave my thumbs up.