Entry Log : Private First Class Markovich
Date : May 3rd 2018
Time : 23:01
A tall man walks into the shot with jet black, short trimmed hair. He sits on the chair and looks into the lens of the camera. After taking a deep breath he begins his log.
“My name is Private First Class Markovich and I am part of the First Infantry Platoon. For those who are wondering why I am so uneasy at the moment...well”
He pauses for a few seconds to gather his thoughts before continuing.
“Over the last few years these creatures - quite like us, came out of nowhere and settled into our world. They came in peace and happily stayed there keeping that peace. Unfortunately the world in spinning into crisis at the moment and they got caught up in it”
He stopped again and looked away from the camera - thinking again.
“But to them it was just a way to exploit our species. So they offered for people to live in their land - but only at a price.”
He then looked back to the camera and sighed.
“The price is being human. You see - they made these things called Conversion Bureaus where they would inject a potion into the humans. Then within a couple of hours they would be changed. Now the next question is - how are we going to war with them now?”
Markovich then leans to the right and pulls out a map of the world with several circles on it. The smallest one is purple and the biggest one is red.
“As you can see - they had a shield to keep any humans out of their land. And then as more people went in changed, it got bigger. Not long ago it wiped Cape Town off the face of the earth. This and the fact that the human population is at an all time low is why we are going to war”
He then puts the map aside and leans towards the camera.
“Wouldn’t you want to stop a force from committing genocide on your species. No matter what it costed - even your life”
He then stopped leaving time for anyone watching to think about it.
“That is why I am here right now - everyone here volunteered to join this force as the rest of quit or changed. We are going to get back at them for what they have done - and if you think that we are doing this as a instant reaction, a flinch. This has been going on for years - we have been telling their Princess to stop their shield expanding”
He then looks up at the ceiling and takes another deep breath. Knowing that he is going to have to say the last part of this log now.
“So if they don’t surrender - then we will kill them all”
He then looks away with disgust in himself for saying that. But his expression is soon to change back to normal as he then stands up and walks over to the camera - turning it off.
Entry Log : Corporal Smith
Date : May 3rd 2018
Time : 23:24
A 25 year old woman then walks into the shot of the camera with a Littlebird just behind her. She sits down and thinks for a second before looking up and beginning.
“I am Corporal Smith - and I drive this thing”
She tapped the Littlebird behind her smirking.
“This bird is loaded with two fully automatic gatling cannons and twenty rockets. When I fly over in this thing with the fire button down - then there is nothing left to talk about”
She then lets out a small chuckle as she thinks about the power that she has with the Littlebird. Then her expression as smugness disappears as she then moves onto the main part of her log.
“The main question about me is - why am I even here? Well - I love to fly this machine. I’ve always had a passion in flying and I’ve been serving with this for a while now. And every mission in this bird has been successful - I protect her and she protects me”
Then she thinks about her next few words and swallows.
“But the reason I am here - just about five miles away from the shield. Thats because I am here to fight for what those ponies have taken away from me. My little sister drank a bottle of juice and changed because they had contaminated it. She was going to live her life as a great person - but instead she had that all taken away from her.
I am here to fight for what they have taken from me - and I won't stop until they feel the pain that they put on me”
She then thinks about what she had said and then quickly stands up and walks over to the camera. Turning it off within a few seconds.
Entry Log : Sergeant Miller
Date : May 3rd 2018
Time : 23:29
The shot opens with the camera upside down. Miller comes into the shot looking at the camera in a confused way before realizing what was going on. After adjusting the camera he walks back facing it. Then he sits down in front of a M1A1 Abrams Battle Tank.
“Umm, my name is Sergeant Miller and I am the gunner in this Abrams Tank. I am part of forward armoured platoon and my job is to destroy every bad guy that I see.”
He clicks his fingers rolls his head around before continuing.
“Why am I here?”
He stops - frozen in position with the thought in his head.
“I am here... because those ponies...”
Again he stops as tears begin to swell up in his eyes. He then turns away from the camera and leans back with his arm on his face. He spends a good ten seconds in this exact position before he then removes his arm and looks up at the roof of the hanger. He then looks back at the camera and continues.
“They had my entire family changed by force. They were taken from - just like that”
A lump appears in his throat making his ability to talk harder. There are tears streaming from his eyes as he looks up at the ceiling again.
“H-how...could they...”
He then breathes out with shudders in his breath. The sound of a door opening from behind could be heard and Miller looks to see who it is. He then stands up and walks past the camera.
“Hey Miller, what’s wrong. Looks like you’ve shed quite a lot of tears there mate” said the other man.
“Well...yeah I have...” Miller said.
“Thinking about them again?” the other man said with concern in his voice.
“I can’t help it - they were everything I had”
“Right, if there is anything you need - let me know” the other man said.
“Ok, thanks” Miller said as he took a second to recover.
“Are you making a log?”
“Oh, I forgot to turn it off” Miller says and the camera cuts.
Entry Log : Private 1st Class Hunter
Date : May 3rd 2018
Time : 23:45
The shot opens with Hunter already in the shot adjusting the camera. He spends a few seconds looking at it and then he looks to the screen next to it. After being satisfied with the angle he walks back and sits down on a box of ammunition.
“Hey - my names Private 1st Class Hunter. The reason why I am doing this thing is because this memo went around to these certain people asking them to answer this question.”
He then reached into his back pocket and pulled up a creased piece of paper and held it in front of him. He cleared his throat and read.
“Please could you make a VLog of you answering this question - ‘Why are you here?’”
He then crumpled the paper in his hand and placed it back into his pocket.
“I am here because I am. I have nothing left at home and I haven’t had the best time around these ponies. So...”
He then paused and looked around the hanger that he was in - rubbing the back of his neck with his left hand. He then looked back to the camera and continued.
“I want to make a difference in this world - all this time all I’ve ever done is worked at a stupid office. Now it’s time to show what I’m made of”
He then stopped and grabbed a M4 rifle off the ground and he held it in his hands.
“This is my M4 rifle - I have had it for a few months now and I am ready to use it for its purpose. All that I need to do, is point and pull the trigger. This does the rest for me”
Hunter then put the M4 to the side and ran his fingers through his hair. He then sighed.
“It’s easier said than done - because we are going against a peaceful race. Well, thats what they say. Until we get our rules of engagement I don't know how much I will be firing this”
Then he took a second in thought before he then nodded at the camera and approached it to cut the tape.
Entry Log : Private Davidson
Date : May 3rd 2018
Time : 23:50
The shot opened with the camera not on a stand - but instead in the hands of Davidson. He walked over to a bag with a M24 Sniper Rifle on top of it. Stroking the gun with one hand he began to talk.
“This is my rifle - one shot - one kill. On the targets I always hit the small box. All thanks to this”
He then turns away and puts the camera on the stand - he spends a few seconds getting it ready before he then begins his speech. He steps back and stands in the shot.
“Hey, its me. Or as others know me as Private Davidson. I am a sniper and that was my M24 sniper rifle. Packs quite a punch when it is fired but it gets the job done. On the subject of the mission, I may need to bring another weapon with me just in case things get... close”
He then shakes his head at the feeling and thinks about what he is going to say next.
“The question is - why am I here?”
He smiles for a moment as he looks at the picture in his hand.
“I’m here to protect them - if they want to stay as human - they can. I will protect my family from them - even if it costs me my life”
He then puts the picture in his pocket and coughs a little.
“There is a thing about snipers - where people think we hide at the back and kill a few people. But if we are doing what I think we are doing, then I will be a lot closer than normal. That being another reason why I am bringing another weapon.”
He then looks to the floor for a few seconds. After taking a deep breath he then looks up again and smiles slightly.
“Let’s hope that I will be able to see my family again - without any changes.”
He then stands up and walks over to the camera and the shot changes to one man filming another with the same M24 Sniper Rifle.
“Hey! You think you can hit that box like you said last night?” the man behind the camera says. The man with the sniper rifle turns so he can see the camera and he is revealed to be Davidson. Davidson smiles and nods without a word as he turns back to his rifle.
He spends a few seconds getting everything ready and then he pulls the trigger. A mass of smoke erupts from the end of the barrel and disturbs the ground underneath the rifle. The entire rifle recoils back and pushes Davidson back with it. Within a second a ping can be heard from the end of the range.
“Well - did you get it?” the man asks. Davidson looks through his scope and then smirks at the result.
“See for yourself” Davidson says as he walks away. The camera zooms onto the target and it is a clean shot to the middle of the kill box. Then the camera stops recording.
Entry Log : Captain Cole
Date : May 4th 2018
Time : 06:36
A black man dressed in a officer uniform walks into the shot and he sits down on the chair that was already present. He looks into the camera and then exhales the last of his breath.
“Captain Cole - CO of this unit. I am here to make sure everyone knows what they are doing when everything is going on. I am also the one who is relaying any information to the men on the field - as I am going to be fighting alongside them. I have been fighting for the last seven years and I can still fight”
He snigers to himself for a moment.
“A bunch of people have gotten this memo from someone asking them to do a Vlog about themselves. And I need to answer this question. Why am I here?”
He pauses for a second.
“I am here to kick the ass of those who have hurt my people - not just physically - but also mentally. I don’t like bullies - I never have. So that is why I am here to show the bully who’s boss. I am also here to make sure that all of the other men and women get out safely - that is my main priority.”
Cole then gets a picture from behind him and holds it in his hands. He spends a few seconds looking into in before letting out a sigh and showing the picture to the camera.
“This here is my wife”
He points towards the woman in the picture. He smiles and pulls the picture back to him.
“We are expecting a baby boy in the next month or so. I am hoping that I can bring him into a better world then the one that we have at the moment. So that is another reason for me to be here. I have a goal - and I won’t stop until its completed.”
He then stands up and walks over to the camera to turn it off.
