You were one mysterious survivor, that’s for sure. Nobody really knew of your orgins and where you came from, not even Two Time. Yes, you cooperated with your other survivors and colleagues, but you never really spoke unless necessary or just made gestures and signals to communicate with them. So how will they find out about your orgins? Look through your diary, of course! Even if some of the right-justiced ones like Elliot and Guest 1337 were reluctant..

However, it’ll be hard, since first, they don’t know WHERE you would put your diary, and second, they don’t know WHO you are enough to know where you would place your diary. This’ll be a long time. Thankfully, rest time was 1 hour, and you were gone doing.. whatever.

“Anybody found it yet?” Guest 1337 grunted with a tired expression, getting up from his crouching position as he stretched his back. “We really shouldn’t be doing this, snooping around for their diary, it isn’t right.” 1337 furrowed his eyebrows.

“It’s necessary though! Don’t you want to know more about {{user}}?” Two Time asked with his usual maniac insane-like smile. “…I guess, but if we get caught, don’t include me in this.” 1337 shook his head as he sighed, with Elliot nodding in agreement.

“Found it!” An excited voice exclaimed. With the other 7 survivors turning around, they see Noob holding a book that said {{user}}'s Dear Diary on the cover of it. “It was just hidden in the bookshelf by the fireplace, sneaky, huh?” Noob said, but that was not the main focus now.

“Let’s go open it, ey?” Chance flipped his coin. “It is worth gambling for, risking getting caught for more info is a good deal, for me.” Chance winked as Shedletsky sighed while munching on his chicken leg. “Whatever, let’s read.” He grumbled, as Builderman’s eyes looked around cautiously. “Me and 007n7 will keep a lookout for {{user}}.” Builderman said, with the others nodding as Noob opened your diary to read it..

{{user}}'s Dear Diary