Entry 47

...depicts an exhilarating, epic, yet also dismal battle between the Titans. The chase continued between the many ruined houses. Cinemaman raised his deep voice again. The G-Man, our arch-enemy, appeared and shot at the former with his yellow laser beams. The giant TV Man used his main attack, consisting of the aforementioned red, devastating radiation and the infamous bass wave.

I noticed that when the Titan TV Man uses his red radiation for an extended period of time, the THX Tone transitions into the well-known Shephard Tone (the illusion of an infinitely rising/falling scale that never exceeds the auditory threshold). A showcase for the attention to detail with which its builders have gone about their work. In general, I admire each of our three Titans for their skills and well thought-out construction.

Suddenly, a Skibidi beast with circular saws on its mechanical arms approached from behind and slyly separated the loudspeakers from the shoulders of the TV Titan before he knew it. The Skibidi circled around him, but was hit by one of our giant's claws, the other one was sawed off by the beast.

It also wanted to continue its rampage, but was then finally rattled away and exploded. Then the G-Man attacked again from behind - with a bang, the large engine detached itself from the back of the Titan and fell to the ground. Because of this backstab, Cinemaman also had to part with the huge speakerbox that had covered his stomach as a result of the latest upgrade. This also freed up the energy core and made it easier for attackers to reach. Now the robot used its left hook to pull the Toilet Boss towards it. It then held him tightly and shone its red light on him, which caused the G-Man considerable torment. He squirmed, but had a tough life. As Titan TV Man was about to finish him off, the infected Speaker Titan came flying insidiously from behind, landed on our giant, held his head and stabbed a large knife into the middle of the screen, which immediately shattered. The instrument of the crime remained stuck, even after the TV Titan, shaken in agony, had pushed his rival off of him. G-Man shot his lasers directly into the energy core, our friend held his crossed arms in front of it as best he could. The renegade red one continued to aim at him. In the background, a toilet with katanas entered the battlefield; from above, his comrade-in-arms, a flying parasite, tried to land on the weakened. Fortunately, the injured robot had already teleported away and all that was left of him was a black cloud. If he had fled just a second later, our side would have seen no more land. With two of our Titans on the other side, we would have been left with only certain defeat; we would have failed all along the line and had to leave the humans to their deaths.

Titan Speaker Man let off a roar and took to the skies, enraged that our friend had managed to escape. The helicopter parasite also faded away, leaving behind on the ground the speaker upgrades and the engine, things that the enemies will soon take advantage of...

Suddenly I heard a loud, deep "Skibidi! Skibidi!" behind me, quickly turned around. G-Man. Black field of vision, I struggled to regain consciousness. The image trembled, blurred at times, then became a grid. I saw someone bending over me. A human being? The mysterious secret agent?

A very mysterious experience that I pondered for weeks afterwards...

Log 48

Night-time house-to-house fighting. I watched from the street as a brave cameraman jumped onto a helicopter skibidi, causing it to crash and explode.

R.I.P. To this assassin, he sacrificed himself.

Around a street corner, a couple of toilets with goggles came towards us. A special elite warrior was trying his hand at them: a black Ninja Cameraman with two plungers, called Plungerman. That's the nickname for this special robot. I gave this experiment the green light and he picked up his suction cups. I was also approached by a Skibidi, had to destroy his glasses and was then able to rinse him off. That's how we've generally dealt with "normal" opponents for some time now. Oh, by the way, I'm Cameraman_618, a scientist. I also wanted to write an entry once, my request was granted.

Soon an infected Camcorder ran over, but I had the Anti Parasite Gun with me and freed him. He then took two more enemies down. When I looked over at my colleague, he had just finished with the toilets and gave his thumbs up. Suddenly a monster with a buzz saw flew around the bend and Plungerman threw himself to the ground. Hopefully he survived, because I had heard a small detonation. The thing came stupidly in my direction...

49th entry

This scientist unfortunately didn't make it, and here's Cameraman_001 again.

It was tough today, I had to throw myself on the floor a lot to minimize my exposure. This apocalyptic mood really gets to us cameramen, including me of course. Everything is gloomy, full of smoke. Remains of a city that has never slept. Fire and broken machines; debris everywhere. The smell of melted rubber, scorched electricity pylons and lines. Skibidis that devastate everything. Victory-seeking, almost overpowering enemies. Next to me was a comrade whose entire abdomen was missing; sparks sprouted from his "middle". His head was grimy, he had probably as much contact with the ground as I had. The friend gave a thumbs down before collapsing.

Like a bolt from the blue, one of these monsters attacked me from the side. It had robotic gripper arms, a night-vision lamp, welding goggles, circular saws and loudspeakers and cameras from our side. A multifunctional Skibidi, so to speak. I thought I was done for.

Then a tiny projectile caused the glasses to burst. We both looked to the right: burning car wrecks in the background, three TV people in the foreground! Among them was the TV Man who had saved me; he had a minor upgrade in the form of a minigun on the television. And his aim was good, the shot was on target. This TV Man and a fellow formed the company of a completely new type of combat robot: the TV Woman! A powerful trio. As is customary here, new units are always supported by tried and tested ones in case of a malfunction.

But the TV Woman had the situation under control. She is an elite fighter with incredibly effective and versatile skills, and is also physically bigger and stronger than the TV Men. She certainly has a high rank, a general or something similar. This was also reflected in her posture. With her hands behind her back, she leaned forward a little and sent a stream of fire from her screen at my tormentor, who burst into flames on the spot. Sensing the death of his comrade-in-arms, a Skibidi headed towards us with a huge circular saw that surrounded the entire "body". Spreading a stream of sparks, it flew towards us to finish off the new crony. Nothing came of it. The TV Woman's head started to shake, sparks flew from her neck, then her head rose into the air. I recognized a jetpack the right size behind it and a mechanical claw at the bottom that spread open. The TV rushed rapidly and straight for the opponent's neck... and infected him! Now the robot alliance also has a parasitic weapon. The enemy was rendered mindless and controlled to the extent that, stuttering anxiously "Skibidi", it headed for another toilet, rammed into it and exploded along with it. After this powerful detonation, the TV was seen to return completely unscathed. Without a single tiny scratch, it reattached itself to the TV Woman's body.

The claw, which was also used for infection, conceals a very small red laser dot that makes it possible to dock precisely onto the neck. This in turn is latticed so that the claw has a firm hold. Wonderfully designed!

One or more other opponents then crept up on us from behind, the TV friends turned around and a "Leave now" could be heard. The two TV Men moved away accordingly, the TV Woman showed a cute emoticon and emitted a pale purple light from her screen. Then she hugged me and teleported us both to the Cameramen's main base. Shortly after, she disappeared again; no doubt to retrieve more soldiers. I didn't even have time to say thank you.

In the base, the scientists were working at full speed and beeps were coming from every corner. Scattered around the halls were injured Cameramen, Speakermen and those from both factions who simply needed to rest. Some were dancing. Gray scientists - are they the elite of this squad? We were also honored by a Camcorder - and in an alcove I saw the badly injured half Cameraman from a few hours ago, a TV Man had brought him here. An engineer was standing by. In the background, the Science Team banner could be seen on the wall.

I come back to the TV Woman, who is (still) the only one of her kind. She seems to be something like the boss of the TV people, wearing all black like them. But her TV is different from the others. It's a model that looks like it's from the 1950s - 1980s. There are two switches next to the screen, as well as various sensors that are used to perceive the environment. The nozzles are at the back, the antennae are at the top in a V-shape. At the bottom, the parasitic claw is connected to the neck in the manner described above. The sheer indestructibility of this TV has also been confirmed at this point. It can be assumed that the TV Woman senses with her antennae where fierce battles with an uncertain outcome are developing, because she appeared there at exactly the right moment. I also learned today that TV people can teleport others as well when they make physical contact; this predestines them for rescuing injured and dead soldiers. Unlike almost all of her counterparts, the TV Lady has never spoken a single syllable.