Warhammer 40k x Nier: Automata: Guardsman journal entry

Chapter 3: Tis but a scrap

Journal log #5

Something strange occurred upon waking up, I heard distant explosions which made my jumped of course. Yeah hearing something so familiar yet unsettling since it could kill me, be it guns, bombs, tanks, by the Emperor's glorious ass... probably the Inquisition gonna exterminatus the shit out of this planet, well I couldn't afford to wait my ass around to find out and decided to check it out. As usual I put on my flak armour, have my lasgun strapped to my back, a bayonet just to be safe, a spear that I made, and of course my Journal. I still wonder if there is even the point of writing a journal if I were to assume that somebody were to read it and can't even read low gothic then I'm just spending resources on using pages as my ass wipes- actually I can still use em as ass wipes but I can't really bring myself to actually use them as that, okay but why the hell am I writing about ass wipes?! Well who cares, it's my journal so I decide what I get to do with it!

Better correct my focus on the distant explosions that I have heard this morning came from that one ruined roadway bridge and conveniently there are some debris and broken down vehicles that formed into some sort of stairway, I mean it's easier to climb on but I still have trouble climbing onto the roadway bridge with all the shit I carry. But that's not the only issue that I come across, I've encountered more of those bipedal abominations when making my way down here, I don't have much fire power at the moment so I snuck around without getting their attention, but of course I saw three more of those fucking things but they don't seem to be attacking so I'll ju

That was fucking close, I was too distracted writing about the three pieces of shit on the bridge but to my FUCKING surprise there's two more from behind me but to make it MOTHERFUCKING fantastic they can somehow fly or hover, they shoot out like weird looking energy balls at me and they travel slow. So I ran without looking back and hid somewhere where those things can't even go, now I wait for them to fuck off.

Well they're gone fortunately, but I can't afford to let my guard down again as I try to investigate whatever the fuck was that explosion is. I did carefully lurk over to the stairway and apparently there are no more of those abominations, so I just quickly make my way up the stairway and there are non of them in sight in this part of the city. I then realize that I arrive at a factory of some sort... reminds me of one of the forge worlds I've been deployed to some time ago but I worry about if those things are gonna pop out and kill my ass.

I look around and found an entrance to my right over to the factory that I have explained before, I'll probably comeback to it once I have proper equipment and some ammunition, I wouldn't want those bipedal bastards to tear me apart like those tyranids. To my left when I went up the stairs I saw an odd looking sword and what gets me on edge is I see what it appears to be a corpse of a machine... yet it looks human..? Okay what so those toaster fuckers the Mechanicus decided to make dolls to stick their cyber dongs in? Well not gonna lie there will be people who are really damned rich would buy this, but still are they like servitors or what not? I don't see anything it resembled human skins... or eyes... or anything, it just shaped like a human woman for some reason. I wonder if the owner of this large sword is her...

Well I tried picking it up but damn it's heavier than it looks and it's lodged into the ground, I wonder how this thing carried it or even wield it. Well I just decided to leave it, no point in taking it with me if I can't use it and probably hunt some of those large beast to bring back some meat on the way back. I think I heard footsteps...

At the moment I yet again hide myself, but from who exactly? I don't know and I don't care, better to be alive than die at the very least. I heard voices outside, one belongs to a young boy, one belongs to a monotone woman, and two robotic which can differ from either male or female but I can't understand what they are saying, it's probably their native language from this planet. I can't be certain if they are hostile or not but for now I must hide myself from them and possibly get a glimpse of what they look like.

Journal log #6

That was rough, earlier I was attacked from behind which was not pleasant. I mean I would've blasted those floating bastards to the fucking warp but there are two reasons, first being it's gonna bring some unwanted attention and wasting a few charges of my ammo just for that? But anyways I did manage to catch a glimpse of who those four voices are. As I expected from the voices there was a young man with white hair and a young woman  also with hair but both of them wore some sort of black uniforms and wore blindfolds? What in the Emperor's glorious ass do you need blindfolds for? Were they blind? Well how should I know? I'm not from here for Emperor's sake. I saw that woman pick up the humongous sword which not gonna lie caught me off-guard, I mean she looks like a damn stick and she doesn't seem to be that tall as well. But I'm still wondering how they have weapons hovering on their backs, I'm just gonna assume their probably psykers. I also forgot to mention they also have floating mechanical boxes with arms, do they function the same as skull servitors? Well like I said, how should I know?

So I was making my way back to my home and I come across a pair of folks, and if you're wondering no they're not the people that I described recently from my journal that you are reading right now. There's a man and a woman, both are soldiers with rugged uniforms and cloth wrapped around their heads a mouth with goggles, possibly Tallarn desert raiders and armed with autoguns. I was quite unsure what to do next when they started talking to me, I can't understand a damned word they said, and you know how language barriers go and the thing with communication with words is key to this sort of situation. Maybe I'll try to act like deaf or something try to communicate with them in a different way such as doing gestures and all, it could work but I can't say for certain.

Well those two seemed confused at first but did kinda have some understanding, they tried to communicate with gestures as well but not gonna lie it's just as a bit confusing as how I did try to communicate with them, I did try asking them if they have something to charge my lasgun rounds on them so I can have more ammunition for my said lasgun, but of course they don't know what I mean. For fuck sake this is gonna take me a while...

Finally, after a couple of hours of this fucking charades that we are poorly doing we come have to a conclusion, so basically I can have some of my power packs charged by using whatever the fuck they have but in exchange I get some materials for them mainly animal meats and hides which of course was a hassle since I have to worry about how to not damage the hide when hunting those things but of course meat and fish I still need either of those to live.

Once I have resupplied ammunition for my lasgun I'll try to gamble my ass at that factory that I've encountered early this morning, they probably have some spare parts and some scrap metal for me to salvage and probably sell or try to tinker around but right now I'm just trying to stabilize my way of living, you know the food, water, fixing up my shelter, finding a nice place to take a piss and shit without getting myself and everything around me get sick.

If I'm being honest I'm glad that the two that I encountered earlier weren't hostile, but I can't really let my guard down at any moment. But I'm exhausted from walking and running from place to place trying to find some meat to hunt that can last me for weeks.

[To be continued]