November 18, 2134
I don’t understand why people confront others in alleyways. Why deals go on in alleyways. Is it because they are just quiet and out of the way? Honestly, I always thought that the police were smart enough to look into alleyways once someone escaped. Or ran away. These places, it's where people think they won’t get noticed. Since the place is dark and murky, why, the place was just made for them to come there and do deals. Or brawls. Or wait for an unfortunate high school student to be late and have to take a shortcut. Why does everybody choose these cliche locations?! People are weird.
November 20, 2134
Last night was interesting. I stumbled on some kids trying to get a fight on my back home. I just left them alone. Seal probably took care of them. Anyways, the plan is going on well. I mean, I probably shouldn’t write about the plan in here. I don’t get why Sierra wanted me to start a diary. Diaries are stupid. She even brought up to bring kangaroos in to get the guards to go after them. I don’t get why she thinks of things like this. I think she needs help. Seal should poke her with a needle. Multiple actually. She hasn’t gotten a tattoo yet. She definitely needs help.
November 21, 2134
I tried persuading Sierra to get a tattoo. She poked my stitches today as well. We both know how much that hurts. She asked how I can smoke if the stitches hurt when she pokes them. Seal chuckled at me. Can that guy be anymore annoying?
November 25, 2134
The group hasn’t gotten together for a long time. I wonder when Carlos and Max will get back. They’ve been gone for a while. They had a plan of their own. Maybe they’re rolling in money right now. Or they’re sitting in a cell. I’m fine with either. I’m gonna call Sierra and ask her to call Seal and the two idiots. I want the story.
November 27, 2134
Why are all my friends so annoying? Sierra cares for my well-being, even though she should care more for herself than if I’m eating vegetables. No person in their right mind even eats vegetables anymore! They say people who eat them get sick more easily. Apparently it’s been proven. Things like broccoli are now only sold on the black market. I don’t even know how Sierra gets her hands on these things. Anyways, we all got together. I walked in, and immediately got a cocktail shoved in my face. I don’t drink alcohol, which Seal says is weird, cuz’ I smoke. Either way, Max and Carlos are mean. I got the story that they were actually in town since the first. Once Max asked for the story behind my stitches I decided that it would’ve been nicer if they were in jail.
November 29, 2134
Sierra told me that I should put down the story behind my stitches in here. Whatever. The police will figure out that I was the big face behind the heist sooner than later. I totally didn’t have my face and hair covered by a mask. She’s weird. But I suppose that it might happen when we attempt the new heist. So maybe I’ll write it down.
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December 3, 2134
I’ve successfully stolen Oscar’s diary from him. He was refusing to tell the story or write it down. So I’m going to write it down for him. I told Oscar that diaries are supposed to be for writing things down that bring you anxiety or depression or something like that. It’s kinda funny that he’s actually using it. He’s so pessimistic, I didn’t know that master criminals would do stuff like this.
December 4, 2134
Oscar hasn’t called me about this diary yet. I wasn’t expecting him to come running, but he will have to do something about it soon. Otherwise I’ll write the story down. I know Oscar doesn’t like when people talk about the story. I guess that it isn’t just annoying, but it kinda scarred him for life. Not only mentally, but also physically.
December 6, 2134
We all got together last night to talk about the heist. Its looking nice. I’m really excited for this one. He didn’t ask me about this diary. I’m naming you Oliver. Oscar hasn’t named you yet, which is stupid, so I now christen this diary Oliver.
Anyway, the way Oscar got his scar.
Oscar White was in his youthful age of 22 when he and his best friend Nexus (a cover name) decided that they were not dealing with this no job life. I mean, they could have gotten a job. But the two of them didn’t exactly want to become drug dealers. VR had gotten big in the recent years while we were growing up, so along with addictions to the VR world, more people were buying illegal drugs. Clubs got pretty popular as well. Anyway, a bunch of people had been asking these two to get drugs delivered to people around the city, but they decided that they were not going to become criminals by dealing drugs. I met Oscar and Nexus while they were planning the robbery. I’m pretty surprised actually, because the robbery got to be one of the best robberies. I was sad when I found out about this as well. Anyways, long story short, the government put it on the list even though the laser guns for security burned through Oscar’s mask, and Nexus wasn’t found ever again.
I think that Oscar still hopes his friend is still alive, but no one knows. Most theories by the government point to that Nexus is dead. Apparently they split up while getting out of the bank so they couldn’t track both of them. Oscar said that he didn’t notice that Nexus was bleeding, but the police found the car later on. The cash Nexus had taken was gone, and the man himself had disappeared as well. The car seats were covered in blood. I saw that myself cuz’ it was in the news. Doctors said that no human could have been alive after losing that much blood. So he’s marked dead in the database, and no one knows where he is.
I’m gonna finish this tomorrow.
December 8, 2134
Pardon me, Oliver.
Yesterday, Seal had us get together to go over the plan once more, going through all the Plan Bs, and Cs, and Ds. What would happen if this didn’t work, or, the guards didn’t take their regular break. So I couldn’t finish up writing about Oscar’s scar thingy. I mean, it’s not exactly a scar. Some laser guns cut through anything. Some make stuff melt. So what I mean by that, is that the laser guns that were stationed at the bank at the time that Oscar got hit, (The laser guns were then made permanently made for cutting, the melting ones were outlawed) were for melting. Melting laser guns point their red pointer light at something dangerous, -Oscar’s mask at the time- and with some magic or something, make it melt. So Oscar got a mouthful of melted plastic on the right side of his mouth. His lips melted on that side as well. So he has no lips there. Carlos had to stitch that part up. I don’t know why. He would have looked plenty cool with melted lips.
December 10, 2134
I asked Oscar if he was using his diary. He said he lost it. Time to give you back, Oliver.
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December 12, 2134
Sierra is officially super rude. She tells me to write in the diary and then takes it from me. It’s called Oliver now. I don’t really care.
December 13, 2134
I don’t like the name Oliver.
December 15, 2134
The heist night is coming up very quickly now. It’s ten days away. I’m doing this for Nexus. I’m using my share of money to find him.
December 24, 2134
Let’s hope this thing goes well. The whole group will be in on this. And just to spite the government I’m gonna wear my melted mask. They won’t know what hit them until they realize it’s by the same person. Seal will be wearing his weird cutesy cream mask. Why does he even wear it? I get that his name is Seal, but the mask is cool cuz’ it has the capability of turning inside out, and turning into an angry seal pup with blood spatters over its face. Sierra will be wearing a lion mask, Carlos will be wearing some kind of alien thing that has its middle fingers next to his face. That is the most questionable mask ever made. Max has a mask that is just a space galaxy. It’s a cool mask. But mine is gonna freak them out the most.
December 25, 2134 5:00 am
Wish me luck, diary. I’m not calling you Oliver.
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December 25, 2134 7:00 am
Bye, bye, Oliver!!! Wish us luck!
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December 25, 2134 9:00 am
I didn’t know Oscar kept a diary. Sierra’s a monster. Oliver?? Really??
-Seal
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