Mooglie
The Local Cow
Day XX/XX/XX
Entry #1
Well... Where do I start? I guess my name - I'm Friesian Watusi (also known as "The Cow" by my friends, but we'll come back to that later) and somehow survived the attack that hit my city, in fact not sure if it was only the city as I can't access the news due to all the power being out. The only thing I have left is a book and a few pens which I'm using to write this. If I do die, I hope that this book will live on so if civilization is rebuilt after this event they can read it and see what life was like in my perspective - heck, this might even go in some kinda museum! Anyway, I don't have many hobbies, I was mainly a stay at home, go on laptop kinda guy who didn't care much about the outside world. I have no idea what to do now, and hope that my family and friends are still alive however I doubt that, seeing the house is empty but I can't find any bodies which is odd. A lot of things have burnt and I only see the ash of some objects in the house. Sigh, it's sad to see everything here ruined. I'm gonna try look around the house for some food, weapons, etc... Be back soon.
Day XX/XX/XX
Entry #2
I'm back, couldn't find anything whatsoever, maybe my family is still alive! But if they are... why did they leave me? They would have known I was alive! No time to dwell on the past, though. I need to get my act together and try and find my friends! But, in this time I might as well talk about my nickname seeing we are goin- wait did I just call myself and my diary a we? Wow, now I feel a little weird. Anyway, seeing I am going to my friends I'll talk about my nickname. Somehow, out of pure luck (or my parent's just making me in reference to TWO COWS) my first name is Friesian, and the Dutch Friesian is a cow. My surname is Watusi, and the Ankole-Watusi is a cow. So, I have two breeds of cows in my name which then lead to my nickname, cow. Anyway, can't write whilst walking so I'll write back soon.
Day XX/XX/XX
Entry #3
Once again, I'm back and none of my friends were in so I'm just jotting down this entry on a table outside one of my friend's home. I guess I'm lonely in this journey... I'm in solitude...
wait what im not bothered with grammar atm i hear a noise inside the house heck this will be weird ina museum.. the doors openingoh gosh please help me someth- Hang on, that's The Cat (more nicknames, oh great!)... I can't believe she's alive! She's alive!
Quickly going to rewrite the last part for my own sake "Wait what I'm not bothered with grammar at the moment. I hear a noise inside the house, heck this will be weird in a museum... The doors are opening... oh gosh. Please help me, something-"
I'm going to talk to The Cat now, I'll be back sooner or later. I have a LOT to ask.
((Out of character: Hope this was a good first journal and I would like nobody to post on this thread apart from me and possibly nottycat (HINT NOTTYCAT IS THE CAT) so thanks!))
Entry #1
Well... Where do I start? I guess my name - I'm Friesian Watusi (also known as "The Cow" by my friends, but we'll come back to that later) and somehow survived the attack that hit my city, in fact not sure if it was only the city as I can't access the news due to all the power being out. The only thing I have left is a book and a few pens which I'm using to write this. If I do die, I hope that this book will live on so if civilization is rebuilt after this event they can read it and see what life was like in my perspective - heck, this might even go in some kinda museum! Anyway, I don't have many hobbies, I was mainly a stay at home, go on laptop kinda guy who didn't care much about the outside world. I have no idea what to do now, and hope that my family and friends are still alive however I doubt that, seeing the house is empty but I can't find any bodies which is odd. A lot of things have burnt and I only see the ash of some objects in the house. Sigh, it's sad to see everything here ruined. I'm gonna try look around the house for some food, weapons, etc... Be back soon.
Day XX/XX/XX
Entry #2
I'm back, couldn't find anything whatsoever, maybe my family is still alive! But if they are... why did they leave me? They would have known I was alive! No time to dwell on the past, though. I need to get my act together and try and find my friends! But, in this time I might as well talk about my nickname seeing we are goin- wait did I just call myself and my diary a we? Wow, now I feel a little weird. Anyway, seeing I am going to my friends I'll talk about my nickname. Somehow, out of pure luck (or my parent's just making me in reference to TWO COWS) my first name is Friesian, and the Dutch Friesian is a cow. My surname is Watusi, and the Ankole-Watusi is a cow. So, I have two breeds of cows in my name which then lead to my nickname, cow. Anyway, can't write whilst walking so I'll write back soon.
Day XX/XX/XX
Entry #3
Once again, I'm back and none of my friends were in so I'm just jotting down this entry on a table outside one of my friend's home. I guess I'm lonely in this journey... I'm in solitude...
wait what im not bothered with grammar atm i hear a noise inside the house heck this will be weird ina museum.. the doors openingoh gosh please help me someth- Hang on, that's The Cat (more nicknames, oh great!)... I can't believe she's alive! She's alive!
Quickly going to rewrite the last part for my own sake "Wait what I'm not bothered with grammar at the moment. I hear a noise inside the house, heck this will be weird in a museum... The doors are opening... oh gosh. Please help me, something-"
I'm going to talk to The Cat now, I'll be back sooner or later. I have a LOT to ask.
((Out of character: Hope this was a good first journal and I would like nobody to post on this thread apart from me and possibly nottycat (HINT NOTTYCAT IS THE CAT) so thanks!))