[This is written in Tally's journal, and could be hacked.] Dear Tally, I don't know where you are in normal time. Everyone else has shifted too, so it's hard to pinpoint where Nautilus is. But I'm...you keep antagonizing Megatron, you're letting your own failures overwhelm you, and you just got out of being a bubblehead for two weeks. Take a nap, take a walk. Things get better, I promise. --Tall
I cleaned out that mess, for the most part. Then I went looking around this place. My sneak suit and board are gone! It took me the better part of three days to take that suit back with me, and Nite Owl and I spent forever bending up that hoverboard! [head in hands] This just gets worse and worse.
AUUUUUUUUUUGGH. I was a bubblehead for two weeks! So I came home and I just wanted a nap and it turns out [camera swivel to living room] my living room is filled with SpagBol! This is not what I want to come back to!
My competence as commander of the police force has been under scrutiny--I won't avoid blame by saying it was recent. The post was extremely unexpected, and while I felt I was capable for the job, in reality...me for it, either as a commander or a member. I'm done. It was a stressful, enlightening run. I have learned much about myself and my capabilities. But I'm done. Thank you for your understanding
I can't find him! Even with Pyralis patrolling the skies and with a much stronger sense of smell, I can't find him. He's a hyena. Those things smell bad, right? I would like some help with this. Anyone and everyone, start tracking.
[private to Bumblebee] Sari told me you would be the best candidate for a robot sentry. I need someone to offset Megatron's...lack of cooperation. And if you could bend me some stasis cuffs, that would...to protest. >D] Midnight through six AM: Samus and Robin Six AM through noon: Squall and Zack Noon through six PM: Tally and Galen Six PM through midnight: Rayne and Guy This goes into effect...now
[Tally's egg has her tattoos, though they're stationary and there's something...off about them. It could be that the corners aren't as sharp, or that they're just slightly towards the green end of the...I don't partner you guys up. Guy and Robin, you don't need to tell me. You'll just end up arguing, I'm sure. President Jefferson: I screwed up bad on this one. Give me the word and I'll step down
I need someone familiar with alcohol. Very familiar. Someone who can recognize it and distinguish emotions from it. I am not that person. Has Nautilus got anyone who drinks like a fish?
