Atticus Morgan...

[Atrus Rand]

Dear Diary,

Dear Journal,

Hi,

I probably shouldn't have spent the credits on this, but you know me, I just couldn't help myself when I see fresh paper and pens. Well, I decided to answer some call from some dude called the collector or something. He seemed to be an... alright guy, I guess. He said we were going to find out exactly more about this Arc thing. Something about that old planet earth. Frankly, I think the whole place should be blown to bits, and a new planet formed out of it's pieces, but god knows I need the money, so I decided to help out.

I started a churc religion ideology while I was there. A few of them seemed to like it, and joined immediately. I explained, but this unholy mess of a robot made fun of me. I bet I could fit a few grenades into the hollow parts of her metal Ok, that was wrong of me. I know I'm a bit quick to anger. Almost blew that ship to bits with Last Resort, but I managed to hold back.

There was another of that cheesy group. Some guy who had a helmet and probably thought he was some kind of chiefing master or something. Looked like the leader to me. I probably made the wrong move by saying it was a religion at first. I'll try harder next time. I mean, it's not a hard idea to understand. Anyway, fly-boy threw me into high-voltage equipment a few times, and got me shot! What nerve! Well, maybe I'll forgive him, but that's only if I can find a deeper place to throw him in. Maybe one with those fish. The ones I read about that bite. Started with a P or something.

Well, I guess I should get going, I blew up a part of the lab again, and I need to clean it up.