(DISCLAIMER: This will have a slight usage of swears, blood, gore and other things that can be unsettling for some viewers. If you don't like any of that, do not read it)
It's the Year 1971, December to be exact. It was a regular, busy day on Sodor...
Thomas and his friends. They live on the island of Sodor, a magical place with many green forests, sandy yellow beached and shiny blue lakes. Many People and engines live on this island, everyone considered their lives perfect. It was the case until one day, where the magic stopped sparkling, Sodor became an atomic wasteland. If you have been wondering about who I am, I'll tell you some things about myself. My name is Bob Lenson, I used to be an Engine driver. To be exact, it was the famous number 1 of the North western. The one and only, Thomas. I got this diary yesterday for my Birthday as a gift from my Wife. Not what I expected to get, but I like the present either way. I'll use this journal if something interesting happens, or just funny situations in general. Speaking of that actually, something did happen today Ironically enough. I'll just get that introduction over with, so I dont waste the time of mine and yours. Here we go.
LOG 1:
Ok so, lets begin this like that. Thomas was assigned by Sir Topham Hatt to work at the coal mines on his line at Ffarquhar while Rosie will take care of his coaches, Annie and Clarabel. The tank engine seemed pretty pissed beacuse pulling passengers was his favourite thing to do on this branchline. He does not want to disappoint the controller though, so he followed his orders.
LOG 2
Thomas was pretty tired when he came back to the sheds, he was pretty dirty from the coal dust that covered his blue paint. He didn't look the happiest neither. Two other engines were in the sheds as well, being Percy and Toby.
LOG 3
It didnt even take that long, and Thomas immediately started to ruin the mood for everyone else. Kept complaining that he wanted to take over Annie and Clarabel again and that he despises what he has to do in the current time. It made the other two crossed with him and started to argue with him. I'm having a headache from all of this, I'm getting the fuck outta from there.
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LOG 4
It was pretty late at night when I arrived back home, my wife was already sleeping in the next room. For now, as I didn't feel really tired I turned on the news on my TV to see if anything new is going on. Wait what? War threat? I checked on it as the hosts were talking about us being most likely attacked by the russian government, and that they'll attack most of the United Kingdom. I didn't really worry to much, beacuse we are most definitely protected by countries that are allies.
LOG 5
Y' know. For now, fuck it. I don't feel like writing for now, beacuse quite a bit of time has passed and thats when I wanted to go to sleep. Oh well, I guess I will see what will happen with what I just saw.
