Recording #TWO

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BUNBUN in a labcoat and black flower shirt while wearing a pair of round glasses, is sitting behind a desk covered in various objects and reading a thick hardcover book.

BUN: Oh!

BUN: Hello there!

BUNBUN hops up from the chair and does a [YOUTH ROLL] over the desk, still holding the book.

BUN: This is number two of my recordings!

BUN: Today I am testing an idea I had.

BUN: The book I'm holding is related.

BUN: This will require a bit of background.

BUNBUN gets into a lecturing stance with the book held open.

BUN: Ahem.

BUN: In the tales of yore there have been examples of transferring or channeling one's spirit or soul into inanimate objects!

BUN: Be it for Immortality, a Unstoppable Army who require no rest, or just fucking around and finding out!

BUNBUN paces as the lecture continues.

BUN: Cursed objects, Living suits of armor, a fucking living tomogachi toy...

BUN: Yeah, those are REAL and suck so MUCH!

BUNBUN takes the glasses off and throws them off to the side with the book.

BUN: NOW!

BUN: I'm going to take ███ here,

BUNBUN holds up a Blue Hourglass up to the camera.

BUN: And shove her into this Cat plush/robot thing!

BUNBUN picks up a big visibly worn cat plush in the other hand.

BUN: Going to do the same with ████,

BUNBUN points to a Gunmetal Pocketwatch in a jar on the desk.

BUN: Which is the name of pocket watch dude,

BUN: And a hamster bot I found while borrowing the recording software and camera!

BUN: Now, I have nooooo idea if what I'm about to do will work but!

BUN: SCIENCE WAITS FOR NO ONE!

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 changed the very depressing theme to one thats more... me!

Recording #1

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RECORDING INITIATED...

A chair spins around behind a desk. The one sitting in the chair is BUNBUN, wearing a lab coat and a black shirt with a flower on it.

BUN: Alright! Seems like my modifications worked!

BUN: SO! To start us out I have some exposition to give.

BUN: Yes, that stuff is usually boring and a cheap gimmick, I know. 

BUN: But you won't understand jack shit without it!

BUNBUN holds up two objects. One is a Hourglass and the other is a Pocket Watch. 

BUN: These are the souls of what I refer to as C-Type Timewalkers!

BUNBUN sets them down.

BUN: I call them that because of the Corruption dealio that lets them gain more power at the cost of their soul growing unstable or more prone to implosion.

BUN: ANYWAY! Each once is unique and personalized based on the person!

BUN: In the Timewalker Authority, or the T.W.A, they often use them as identification.

BUN: They mostly come in two forms, an Hourglass or a Pocketwatch. 

BUN: Super rarely, they have a very unique form like the twink's!

BUNBUN picks up and shakes the hourglass. 

BUN: This one is from a pirate called the Clockmaker, who I killed and ripped the soul out of!

BUNBUN shows the hourglass to the camera, it has a Spherical Metallic Sapphire Blue Design that's decorated with seashells and dolphins while on the inside is Orange and Yellow Swirling Sand

BUN: This is a prime example of the Hourglass Variant, the sand inside changes to black or white depending on how unstable or how far they are through the "Corruption" process.

BUNBUN sets it down before picking up the Pocket Watch and showing it to the camera. Its Gun Metal Black with the face of it's case depicting a warzone.

BUN: This one is from some guy who I found tailing me when getting this warehouse.

BUN: As you can see, the case's face plate has a pretty unique design! 

BUN: Pretty nifty for those with the Pocket Watch Varitant, as it becomes more corroded as that "Corruption" process goes on.

BUNBUN sets it down before getting out a toaster and tool kit, which are set down on the desk.

BUN: Now! These two are in a state of limbo, not dead but not alive.

BUN: Still conscious though!

BUN: What I am planning to find out is a lot of things, see if modifying certain parts can make transfers or overwriting possible! 

BUN: It may or may not hurt.

BUN: And sure, It's going to be inhumane and torturous.

BUN: But! It's all in the name of SCIENCE!!!

BUNBUN gets up from the desk and puts separate cases around the souls.

 

BUN: Well, that's it for now! 

BUN: BUNBUN OUT!

BUNBUN poses before taking out a remote and pressing a button. Then pressing it again. She presses it twenty more times before setting it down.

BUN: Gosh dang it! I just had this working earlier!

BUNBUN reaches over the camera and tries to turn it off.

BUN: now where's the power button...

RECORDING ENDED.

SO!

​while i start getting to writing my next tale, im going to start sharing the results of the experiments i have been doing! so many “sins against god” and “war crimes” to be recorded! maybe ill finally be able to figure out how to kill mr nim…

THE POLL!!!!!!!!!!!

The Horseman: Jack Mustang (Stereotypical I Know)

​Let’s start the stories off right! Let me tell you about The Horseman, Jack Mustang. 

Where to start… ah ha! He was a formidable fighter, he specialized in CQC and Close Ranged Weaponry. Unless you were quick on your feet and adaptable you would be killed, but I still kicked his ass! Even fed him to his ‘precious wittle babies’! He had this pack of wolves he spoiled rotten, often neglecting his own children. Especially my friend Jim, who he would regularly forget even existed. Now that I think about it, he’s more of an Old Alabama Cowboy than a pirate. Anyway! ONWARD TO THE TALE!

It was a nice day, the sky was clear and the breeze was warm. Me and my crew were celebrating our most recent victory against a literal fucking Kraken, I’ll get to that one later, when our scout yelled from the crows nest “SHIP NORTHWARD BOUND!” Of course no one really paid any attention to it, why would you? It just ruins the mood of the party. But when giant ass crossbow bolts start to hit the ship, you start paying attention.

As we loaded our cannons, the ship got closer. Close enough for my friend Jim to immediately tell it was his father’s, and when he told me this my eyes literally lit up! Jack Mustang, Owner of the War Horse (which is the name of that ship btw), had a bounty of 27.9 million in USD on his head. Seeing as I was the captain of my glorious crew, I decided to pursue his stupid cowboy ass! I wanted to get us a nice cherry on top for that victory sundae, also I wanted the money because ITS A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY!

“We competed in epic sea faring combat! While crossbow bolts flew we returned fire with double the cannon balls! By the end of the 7 hour battle both our ships were severely damaged”- is what I would’ve written if my first action wasn’t “IMPALE THAT MOTHERFUCKER! FULL RAMMING SPEED!” 

This went exactly to my plan as when the ships collided I got flung straight into the ships captain’s quarters and onto Jack, who was spoiling his dogs, putting the fear of god and confusion into him. The ensuing scuffle made the wolves back away as we made our way to the ship’s deck. 

On the deck, we backed away before circling the other. He pulled out a machete while I took out a silly little pocket knife, to style on him, before we met at the middle and clashed blades. As our blades clashed, the rest of my crew went ahead and started taking out his subordinates (funnily enough called Wolves). They killed most of them but we lost Jim to one of the wolves, the animal. Anyway, back to the main fight.

We fought till the sun was setting, him sustaining way worse injuries then me. We then backed away before I just threw my knife at his neck, which was surprisingly effective as it hit him between the eyes and he crumpled to the ground. I was hoping for the neck but life goes on. As his body lied there dead, I walked over and took his hat before leaving the ship with all of his treasures and weaponry. 

To be completely fair this could be written a teenie tiny bit better, but it’s definitely better than most of the unintelligible garbage written these days! Now, who do you want next for a story? Answer when I figure out how to make a poll! 

-The Magnificent Demon Sea Rabbit, Bunbun U. Bonniebel III ESQR!

Format Change!

 So! As you saw in the last post (If you haven't seen it, shame on you), I'm gonna write about my adventures at sea. But! I will do it not by focusing on the lame bits, but by focusing on the amazing battles and/or adventures! The ship raiding, the bar hopping, the creature killing, the rival pirate slaying, exciting adventures! I will also be having the twink talk about the...3? fights he had. If he doesn't, I will tell him ALL about my various conquests~! Which is more of a gift than a punishment but different people different tastes I guess. I swear he is such a prude sometimes, almost gives the Pope a run for his money sometimes I swear. Well, looks like it's time for me to go!

PEACE BITCHES! -Bunbun

Bunbun's Adventure Chap. 2

 After a few hours of hanging, knocked out and chained to a wall, Bunbun woke up with a throbbing headache. ‘They didn’t need to hit me that hard.’ She thought as she removed a hairpin from her sleeve with her ears and started to undo the locks. ‘Who knew faking surrender was that hard?’

With a loud click, the cuffs opened before she fell to the ground. ‘Yeesh, that’s gonna be sore for a while’ She rubbed her wrists as she looked around. It was a fairly normal makeshift jail, the room was a little bigger than a closet with the door having a single window to peer into the room. 

Bunbun walked over to the door and started to look for any weak points, the main ones being that the lock and the hinge pin were on her side of the door. ‘Wow, this is… this is really bad.’ She thought as she tried opening the door to find it locked. ‘At least they are somewhat competent.’

She gets to work unlocking the door, losing a few hairpins in the process. After a few minutes, it’s unlocked. She opens the door to be met with the barrel of a pistol, she then closes the door and lays against it. “FUCK” She yelled angrily. ‘Should’ve known this would happen.’ Bunbun looked around for something she could turn into a weapon, yet the only thing was the chains.

HEY!

I'm gonna have to stop you right there asshole, If ANYONE is going to tell a story about MY time at sea, it's gonna be me. Get the fuck outta here with that shit! Stick around for the more epic version of it! All the juicy bits front and center while the boring stuff is sidelined!

Bunbun out!

Bunbun's Adventure: Chapter 1

Bunbun was overlooking the sea from atop a cliff while sitting on her phone. She’s texting on Twitter when, suddenly, a harpoon impales her through the chest. “Fuck.” With a tug she goes flying over the sea, sometimes skipping across it like a stone.

Bunbun then smacks into the mast of a ship and slides down it with an audible squeak. As she reaches the bottom, she can hear two people arguing.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” A person in a pirate getup shouted. “We can’t afford to be using the harpoon gun willy nilly like that Mustang!” A shorter person in a similar outfit then replied, “All I’m doing is tweaking the power of the harpoon gun to make it easier to pierce metal AND make it so that it can carry heavier items!”

While they argued, Bunbun sat up and looked around. “HEY! YOU! Where the ow hell am I?” she yelled, pissed off. “Also who the fuck shoots a harpoon where innocent people could get impaled! Seriously what the fuck!”

The two stopped dead in their tracks. They turn and see Bunbun somehow alive with a harpoon through her heart, sitting in front of the mast. As any normal person would do, they run away screaming. “Thanks for the help you fucks!” Bunbun angrily huffs before standing up. “Am I on a pirate ship? That’s pretty fucking cool!” She then proceeds to remove the harpoon by pushing the rod out with assistance from the mast. “Hopefully the twink won’t notice

Once it pops out and the wound closes she takes a deep breath. “Wow!” She exclaimed. “The Ocean air is pretty good, hot damn!” She then starts to look around. It appears to be a mahogany pirate ship with some battle damage, parts of the ship are singed while the sails have a few barely noticeable holes in them, and some of the guard rail’s spindles are missing parts or completely destroyed. Bunbun whistles. “ Jeez, this ship needs a fixing-” She then gets interrupted by a gunshot.

The gunshot came from someone who was obviously the captain of the ship, who is now aiming it directly at Bunbun’s head. “Put your hands up,” They demanded. “Do anything else and I will splatter the deck with your brain.” 

Bunbun does what is asked of her before saying, “Oh no! What will I ever do-” A bullet grazed the side of her face. “You aren’t doing anything, You are going to stay as still as the dead while one of my crew ties you up, got that?” Bunbun laughed. “Ooooh Kink-” Another gunshot. “The Dead don’t talk.” 

One of the two from earlier, the one called Mustang, nervously approached Bunbun before tying her up. “Sorry ‘bout this” he whispered before running back to the captain. 

“So, mind telling us who or what you are?” Bunbun sighed. “I guess my hands are tied," She smirked, "My name is Bunbun Ursula Bonniebel! And what I am is none of your fucking-” She is then hit upside the head and dragged below deck.

uhhhhh hi?

​hey so um, the story is going to take a wee bit longer. so many interruptions have happened along with all the security breaches and such. 

sorry for the trouble and please do not inform my boss about this, I kinda need this job.

-Scene’s Script Writer Brigade, 3rd Branch, Private Nikon “Niko” Jameson.

OwO

 Hewwo! I do bewieve the pewson who wan this bwog is cuwwentwy missing. :3 But Wowwy Nyot! (If thewe even is anyonye wowwied about that stupid bunny twink, or the bundwe of sugar. ¬_¬ ) I'm going wegaiw you with a tawe about what they have been thwough whiwe at sea! So keep an eye on this bwog because I'ww be back Soon. -S 

P.S: 10/10

Grandpa

​So, I have some…news.

Apparently ████████████████████, is my Grandfather! I have no clue to feel about this. It’s cool as fuck that ████, someone who I admire, is my Grandpappy but then there’s the implications of that. Like, Am I part death? Are my time powers from him? I’m kinda at a loss for words, like there’s no word I can think of to describe how I feel about this.

-Knight

Video

​I’m thinking of starting something like a YT channel. I have quite the amount of random footage from when I had to walk back to ████████’s House after being kidnapped and tortured by some guy named ████. I may or may not have spoken a few times while filming. I think it would be cool honestly. That’s funny,  I just realized I’ve been kidnapped then tortured 3 times. At least this time I wasn’t decapitated or lost a limb. Also I might lose my soul soon but that’s a problem for later.

-Knight

Loop

​You know how sometimes you feel out of the loop or worthless? I feel like that all the time nowadays. They brought up this demon named ████████ and then said “not to worry about it”. So many people have used that when trying to hide something. Based on the name, ████████ might be related to ███████ in some manner. But I guess I’ll never find out because they won’t tell me. On that note, I think I did something to make Orpheus mad at me. I haven’t seen him in a while so I can’t really ask, it would be nice to know if something was wrong. Anyway We’ve been tasked with getting the █████████████ Hell’s Secretary, █████, healed back up by doing specific tasks. As far as I know we have 2 out of like 7 tasks done now. Honestly, The “Killing █████████” task is the one I’m looking forward to the most. Oh Yeah! A bit ago I found out half of my life is a lie orchestrated by my father to cover up the shit that happened to me at the foundation! Which was great, Stu-fucking-pendous even. I just remembered that if ████ gets thrown out, I’m going with him. Huh. Anyway, That’s all I have to write for now, -Knight

Cat’s Outta The Bag!

​Looks like he found out, what a darn shame. Won’t stop me though! I’m still going to do what Miss ███████ has asked and then some! It’s too bad I haven’t been able to find those troublesome camp deserters….Well I did find one but she got away. She was very good with that sword though! And a great shot too! I wonder if Miss ███████ will give me any more orders, I would love to do more for her! 

Proxy

​SO APPARENTLY IM A FUCKING SLEEPER PROXY FOR ███████! WHAT THE FUCK

SERIOUSLY WHAT THE GENUINE ENITRE LITERAL FUCK???

WHY DID SHE DO TAHT?????????????

ALSO THERES THE FACT THAT HALF MY GOD DMAN LIFE IS A LIE

ahsgsgrgrgrrjhrhr by brbrvrvf

I feel like I’m going to go crazy -Knight

Beaten

​So my left eye is a clock now, which is neat I guess. Anyway Today I woke up beaten and a little bit bloodied on the back porch. I don’t remember what happened or how I didn’t wake up during it I guess. It’s weird. Anyway Bye for now. -Knight

P.S I killed ███████████████████, a couple days ago so that’s pretty poggers.

test

​"now you may be wondering. of course elks are real. but, im sure, if they were, real, how come all of their photos are fake, or come with "saw a real elk today" ? im here to discuss if elks are real, and if anyone would like to help me, then please free free to just add some more information, im really worried if elks are real, because theres some noises im caertain is an elk, not sure if its harmless or not, elks have been said to be really small, but they might have pointy claws."

List

​This is just a list I need to write down somewhere in case I forget, too much has happened lately for me to summarize.

#1: Leviathan (Dead.)

#2: Gabriel, or Gabe. (In Progress.)

#2.5: Madelyn

#3: Beezlebub

#4: Aba⬛️don

#5: A⬛️⬛️m⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️

#6: S⬛️⬛️⬛️e⬛️

#7: ⬛️⬛️r⬛️⬛️n⬛️⬛️

Also, Apparently my soul has a crack in it. That’s probably bad but let’s not worry about that! -Knight

Edit: List postponed until further notice.

Interesting

​so a couple days ago a person named ██████ who claimed to be an Angel showed up. Safe to say I don’t trust him. Anyway, he and ██████ had a fight earlier. There was golden blood, what I’m now dubbing Ichor, on the wall and mixing with some black goop. it’s interesting that he can bleed. Maybe ███████, a cute Deer person, knows something about it? I don’t know, might ask when I can. -Knight