Mr. Smithers is always telling me to stay on topic, focus. You know, the kind of things teachers always say. But that’s the thing. I wasn’t paying attention when Missy pulled the fire alarm…
You are a small rover on a distant planet.
You powered down a long time ago and lost the best of your timekeeping ability. You do not know how much time has passed now…
I’m a bored, ten-year-old Tomboy, playing with that self-pitching contraption you bought my brother, who spends most of his time in his room reading comic books…
‘Oh you poor little thing,’ she bent down, bags and all, at the filthy corner of her new neighbourhood in front of the haggard kitten. ‘Wanna adopt me?’…
I am using my log to record both current and past events that have put me here. Here, is Cyborg Unit Z, and while it appears quite innocent and unassuming…
