“D-diary entry #1. 5, June, 2117. Uh, hi. I’m Chantal. Rein Phione Evangelista. I know, pretty long. Well, I’m 16, 6 months and 13 days. I am, uh, vertically and optically challenged, my glasses’ frame is ocean blue. Light brown hair, dark eyes. Half yellow half white teet- Do I really have to be doing this Riese?

Don’t’cha wanna get better, C-Tal?

Ugh, fine. But I won’t do any after this. Doctor’s orders. Dammit. I hate it when you’re right. Anyway, back to this diary thing, I should probably tell you how I got you and-- why this weird kid is scanning me with a flashlight--healing device-- *ahem* and how I missed 3 days of miltra missions because of one-stupid-ambush!

Chan I think you have to go to sleep now. It’s almost midnight. And let a guy that’s not my brother do something to me when I’m asleep?! Hey, I’m standing right here, and I’m not that type of person...hm, yet. See what I mean, Lance? I’m not gonna sleep! Doctor’s orders, remember? Rats. *gasp* Chan! What did I say about cursing? Dante’s here-a kid!

No, Lance, there’s an actual rat on my bed. AiiiEEE! Get it away from me! You idiot! Quit dancing around and kill it! It might bite me and give me an infection! You kill it! Um, news flash, I’m a girl who suffered severe injuries!

Whoaa, cool mouse! Dante, please stay back, sweetie. Riese, go get it. I think that Lance’s right. Plus...I-don’t think that I’ve had my shot yet…. Dante, don’t touch it!! What did I say? Sorry, sister. I’ll go fetch mom! NO! Dante, I don’t need trouble on my injured hands anymore. Not to mention our stepmonster breathing down my neck.

Augh, fine, I’ll take care of this. Wait, has the recorder been on the whole time? Riese, why didn’t’cha tell me? The recorder was on the whole time. Why am I always in this deep sh- *pause* Well….maybe you cause it, sis? Why, you little- Ow!! Hey!

Concluding diary entry #1. Kay, has anyone see-