bubblegum pink.

document 3

A lot has changed after I wrote the last report. Everything is so painful to watch, I'm still experimenting with the npcs and the dead body I found. From her memory I found out her name was Bubblegum. the.. pink gnarpian in gnarpy and her drawings..

Ever since Lampert was killed, I don't think I've been the same. Every move made by xem makes me more anxious as they get closer and closer to murdering all of our friends, but I'm blocking xeir way. I'm the shield. I'm the angel.

Anyway. Nobody has found out about my secret research. thankfully. And the rope that was used to attempt and hang Mark is useless at the moment, so I'm using it to research more about her body. Her body is quite different from Gnarpy's. I'm aware they were tested on but they dont look like any of the gnarpians that are working with us. Something was different about the atmosphere now.

it feels colder.

thicker.

like theres someone watching me from behind

somethin grabbed me, it covered my mouth. I sure as hell couldn't move or speak, but there was nothing on me. it was fuzzy, but I accidentally broke a test tube. which let the creature let go of me. I feel to the ground, as soon as i got up. I cleaned the glass, as well as tidying up the lab. Taking various photos of the hanging body. Hanging those photos after printed up as well

who was that?

why did it happen?

hello?

Taking multiple syringes and sticking them in the body, getting the odd blood she had in her cold corpse. After multiple tests, she was also an experimented alien cat. I placed my clipboard down, walking out of my secret bunker. I heard screaming.

I rushed to the source of the noise, I walked out to see them beheading split. vomit and blood spilled everywhere around the corpse. 

chop.

Her head rolled to the floor, i wanted to puke. I backed up and the head rolled closer to me. I picked it up.

' real mature, Stocking. ' I hiss. the orange Gnarpian cheekily grinning, eye to eye. I threw it at xem, rushing to my office. Looking down at my chair.

click. someone was entering my office.

I sat down in my chair, it was Katrina. Her eyes darting across the room and me. Seemingly judging.

' Clean up. ' She hisses, I scowl. How rude, i thought to myself. then she shut the door. I sigh, going back down to the secret room due to nothing else being done. Blood was oddly splattered around the hanging body. Her guts spilling out.

what..?

I didn't do any cutting with her. Or this.. It seems like a ritual of some sort, or maybe.. something more sinister. It doesn't matter, more tests have to be conducted. The time passes by, more scars and injury appear on the body as more tests were conducted on the poor pink corpse. I didn't care though. Its all in the name of science! Golly, I sound like test tube..

But that's it for today's document. I'll add pictures when my camera can print in color so.. Please, keep reading my updates.