[Preface; important notes, comments and context]
This isn't every entry in his journal. Just the things that are important to understand his story. He's a very interesting ship, one of the only ones to join us, rather than being an imitation. There is so much that if we were to include it all it would be extremely tedious for any human to read every part. Some gaps are his own doing, since he didn't have time to write. I hope I've done a good job editing and revising his journal for you to read

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen you Alex... we should get together sometime,” Tass messages as I lay in bed.




Kori sleeps soundly next to me as I text Tass back.




“I would love to see you too, but my girlfriend would not like that.” I text her back as I get up and go into the kitchen.

It was nearly two in the morning when Maria finally pulled into her driveway. All these extra projects at work had been keeping her trapped there far past her normal clock out time. Taking the key out of the ignition, the woman stepped out of her car. She caught a glance of herself in the car mirror, tired after the day's events. Despite having just passed the big 4-0 threshold, one couldn’t be blamed for guessing she was a mere 25 or 30. Despite a gray hair here and there, her youthful co

"Stay right there, Zo! I won't
be gone too long!"
"I figured. I'm not that
lucky."
Zoey's mother thought she was being
so helpful when she set her daughter up with her Yoga partner's son.
In actual fact, the blonde girl had no interest in 'Airhead Allen'
and was only on this third date because his default plans for hanging
out included buying her ice cream, like he was off doing now.
But this was definately their last
date, if you could even call it that. He'd dragged her alo

Day 8: Pop goes the Weasel!Katey sighed lightly and gazed down at her green hands and then up at the mirror at her red hair. First christmas and it was... stressful and also boring at the same time. The commute to work was super dangerous, but the actual work itself was... very mundane and boring. Still she couldn't complain. Allison gave her this job and moved on to groom deers. Though Katey hadn't heard from Allison in a week, she knew Allison was happy and safe and would survive another

 Lizzy was sitting in the lobby, watching cosplayers, general attendees, staff, and other guests come in and out of the room. She was, frankly, looking to get digested. Lizzy was a daredevil, a gambler, a thrill junkie, a risk-taker. She had one token left for reformation, and one token meant only half a chance of the reformation working. When she had heard that the convention was coming to town, she booked a stay at the hotel of its basis, with help from a friend who worked there. Well, sh

In the town of Viscal, there is a small trailer on Gorenje Street. It is home to the Pride family: Mrs. Jennifer Pride and her daughter Jade Pride. Jennifer is a burly middle–aged woman with size E breasts and a round soft ass, with long wavy hair up to the butt, dark skin, a cute little nose, plump dark lips and large black eyes with long eyelashes. Jade is a sporty girl of about twenty, with elastic breasts of size C and a tight big ass, a pink mohawk, a flat stomach with cubes, the same

"Come on, cuntstain, you've got to really get in there if you want me to feel it!" She was a young woman, probably seventeen or so, with long blonde hair, perfect skin, and another girl beneath her that was much less conventionally attractive in comparison.
"I'm trying, Annalee! Why do I have to do this?" cried the girl beneath her, her thick glasses askew on the button nose that was wrinkled in digust.
"Because you're Aubrey Fyflecher and you're my bitch! Now less talking, more eating carpet!"