Nitpicks adventures

Nitpicks log 1#

Nitpick. A weird name isnt it huh? Well its mine. Im writting this as I adventure through the abandoned lab that once hosted me. Im not sure why they did so
though. Im getting closer towards a door frame thats broken. Perhaps a Nightcrawler broke it? Dunno. Anyways. Ive been searching this room for a while now and ive found some cool stuff. I'll probably find a camera i can use to picture it but i will tell you what they remind me of. A teleportation gun? Dunno really, then theres some spilled icecream. I think a Sprinklekit may have came here before.

I dont know why my memory is still so fuzzy though.
I think i'll try and see what i can do with these items.
The lab is pretty distant to. Just some goos roaming about. Perhaps they dont understand human language or have they forgotten? These questions might not ever be answered..is my journal ever going to be red? If so where?..hopefully it reached someone or people..i dont wanna be alone. Its almost my birthday to. March 12, But i feel like im not even in the right body..

This fuzzy body doesnt feel like me. It never has. Im talking and writting to myself right now arent i? Its entertaining though so i'll give myself that..i'll be signing off for today i guess. I'll celebrate my birthday later. Goodbye.

'Nitpick signing off'