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Please select a sub option from the list below.New Entry selected<:: Title: 'Jitters'<:: Subject: Disappointing my best friendWell, this is my first entry on my Notekeeper, because I never really bothered to use my PDA before. Anyways.. Here goes; I feel like I'm disappointing Jitters more and more recently, because it seems like whenever I bring him something, he doesn't seem to care much, and shrugs it off. He seems to be a little iffy when it comes to things, changing his mood really quickly. Sometimes I notice that one moment, he'll be in a perfectly happy mood, and the next minute, he'll be angry, or vice versa. I love the feeling of bringing him something and hearing his voice cheer up from angry to happy, but it seems to be happening less and less, and I feel like it may be my fault. He finally got to be the Robo-man he wanted to be. I know that I worked hard performing so many hits for others, killing all those Stalkers, just for the sake of Jitters being able to be a robot. I hope I'm able to get more opportunities to prove my allegiance to my friend, because the only reason I'm able to survive in the Zone is through him. If it wasn't for him, I would be dead, but I just want to one day hear him say the same thing about me. One day, I won't be a disappointment. One day...
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Please select a sub option from the list below.New Entry selected<:: Title: Mysterious Mercenary<:: Subject: The man who approached me when I wasn't with Jitters.While contemplating over the last Notekeeper page I had typed, I was mesmerized by the words that I had written down. I had never written down such things in my life, because I feared that if somebody had seen such things, it would surely result in getting beaten, or worse, killed. As I gazed upon the previous page, reading it over for the tenth time in a row, I noticed movement just a few meters away from me. I looked up, quickly gathering my weapon from my side, standing up, pointing at whatever it may have been. I saw a man dressed in a blue suit with some armor on his chest and a gas mask on, something I heard called a Mercenary before, though this one looked slightly different than normal. Either way, I questioned him. "What are you doing here bothering me in my peaceful corner?" I asked him. "Calm yourself, Slaughter." he said. "Who are you, and how do you know my name?" I asked him in return. He ignored my question, moving a bit closer, the AK-47 in both of his hands held in such a way that I knew he wasn't hostile. I lowered my gun just for a moment, and he offered me a deal. He told me all I had to do was live my life the same way I was, but just be sure to keep contact with him. I still don't understand who this mysterious mercenary was, so I couldn't really strike a deal until he mentioned Jitters. "The one in the Exosuit," he said "Will be very glad if you keep quiet and take my money." He knew Jitters. I know now that I can trust him, but he also told me "Do not bring this up to the man in the Exosuit." because "We might have a problem, and nobody likes problems." I don't know what that means, but I don't want to cause any more problems for Jitters. Jitters will be happy if I just bring him the rubles he wants, no matter how I obtain it. I'm getting closer every day to proving that I'm not just another burden on Jitters' back, and that saving my life will be worthwhile, I'm sure of it. It won't be long until Jitters and I are sitting in a nice mansion with beautiful women servants.. Women servants.. ..Women.. I can't bear to think about her.. This entry is over.
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