And so it begins - @_o!

*Incoming Trasmission*

*Author's Note* This diary of a young soldier was found recently in an old tumble-down attic, covered in dust and blood... It was a dark and stormy night when the gory details were revealed, and since then things have never been the same.... (Just kidding! We're renovating our house, and my sister and I are moving out into our garage, so our room is going to be totally awesome by the time we've finished. [and twice the size!] So this a brief account of the mess in my house atm.)

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day 1 _________ tuesday _ 27/12/2005


It's been a long time coming. We've been preparing for this day for six months now. We have gone through Plan A to Z and a couple of numerals too. Things have been winding up tenser and tenser, and then it happened. General Sj made the suggestion. So it was up to myself, Captain Tinka, and Luetenant CoolChic, to get the stuff we needed. At 01000 hours we marched to Revolve, and under the General's watchful eye, we brought two top secret wardrobes and a set of weapon bunk beds. This was just the beginning.

day 2 ________ wednesday _ 28/12/2005


Up at the crack of dawn - 0700 hours, it was time to let General Sj, Major Mumbly, Corpral Freaky, and Private Jayz in on the battle plan Lt CoolChic and I had concocted in the wee small hours of the night. As we had expected the was some outcry, but we were able to persude them to see reason. After the offical meeting and red tape (the General's permission) we had to sort out, the Lt and I got stuck into it. It was time to move. Everything in our headquarters got spread out all through the base, and tucked in to any corner we could find. The problems started when we realized we need materials from other areas, so more stuff (junk) had to be shifted. With all the shifting about we only ended up preping one of the top secret wardrobes, and part of the high level chest.

day 3 _________ thursday _ 29/12/2005


Time for the search to begin. Assembling the battalion in the troop 'copter, we charged out to find our super special carpet. No luck in the first base we flew into, so we raided another, and struck the mother load. Still short on supplies though, so we headed out again, but this time with a special strike team of the General, Lt and myself. We got in there and out again safely, with no incidents.

day 4 _________ friday _ 30/12/2005


It was now time for the dirty work to begin. Preping, and painting the high security gear we'd picked up took time, energy and and effort that the Lt and I almost didn't have. The heat was incrediable, and it took all our strength to keep on going. Under Mozzie-dart attacks, that swamped us from time to time, we manage to make it through with no casualties, and little damage. For now.

day 5 ________ saturday _ 31/12/2005


Waking up early, it was time to get on with the serious stuff. The painting done on a third of the gear, we have two T.S wardrobes done, and the H.L. chest finished. The two sets of W.B. beds are still to be done, plus two rocket Bookselves, a under-cover desk and two mini-mine dressing tables. Looking at what we've achieved so far, we still have a long trek ahead of us. The base is in absolute shambles - there is no way we'd be able to do our work in any sort of order, as half of the contents of the base are strewn through out the place. Dust, shrapnel, and vital equiment are mixed together in the growning mounds of gear. And we're not even half way through....




*Author's Note* The rest of the diary is lost. The search has begun for the missing parts - in due time they will be unearthed, so stay tuned.

*Transmission Complete*

T. Bird out.