Diary - W.A.

[Martinerrr]

** A Zen of the Union Cover with loose paper pushed into it..

Dear whomever reads this,


If you read this, I am most likely not doing very well, they might have found me and even executed me, or th
I am writing this diary, to show people, that there is a small possibility to achieve what I have ever wished to happen upon, them..
I will be doing it in small baby steps, b

I have been trying to reach some of those who are in need of, my... assistance.
Unfortunately, this city, which used to be our very own city, seems to be full of those.. Those, traitors
I want all of them, all traitors to ge

I have to focus,
I will take a rest, and hope for these occasional vi

~Day one, of my Diary. Wa

[Pirate Robot]

// back to HL2RP??
// I like never see you active bro
// nice log btw

[wag1]

// martinerr come to hl2rp please
// as pirate said, I don't even know you that much but your never on hl2RP : (

[Martinerrr]

Another day added to their victory,


I have been trying to get some of my actions known, at least let people know there's hope.
Also have I done some cleaning up of the house and explore the famous restricted area, some call it District Two...
It fortunately is not hard to go there, sure is scary, you have the feeling you are followed and turn around, at least, I am.

I managed to find myself a guy, he sells.. Rather the good stuff.
I have to suck it up and keep that personal record clean, he wants tokens.
And the only way to gain them is rations, or stea Those bags, distributed by them, it's just a way to eat that filth.
It tastes, horrible. And the water, I don't trust anything. I have heard rumours..
I still wonder if they are still called rations when you read this, but that wouldn't matter.
I have to live by the day, not the future. Unlike everyone, becoming traitors to have the 'good' life.

That guy, he sold me some consumables, something to eat and some clear water.
It did take two days of ration distributions to pay him up, but I think it will and is worth it.
I threw some of the empty takeouts down from the bridge, that leads to the restricted zone.
I was hungry, and they smelled so, good.. I ate two of them, he sold me five, which the other three were for random strangers..

It seems like people have a twinkle of faith in their eyes?