I thought of something original to write about. apart from the August 2nd part, the entirety of log24 was crap. Just me copy-pasting things. Ugh.
FTA: Curse of the Devil - Crinale 2210-12
>log25: 22100811
Saturday, August 11th, 2210
"SO THAT'S WHERE YOU'VE BEEN!?" An angry Carolina Scarlatti called, and scolded, her daughter. "You haven't spent a day at school. No, you've gone and become an AG pilot!"
"Hi to you too, Carolina." Lucia greeted her, placing particular emphasis on her mother's name. "Too bad you found out too late, or you'd have been able to prevent it! I'm glad it took you this long though, quite fitting for people such as yourself."
"Caro-?! Now you listen to me! You will return home at once! You are never to touch anything Anti-Gravity again! That stuff is the Devil's work. God created gravity on our fine Earth for a reason!"
"Carolina," She taunted again, placing even more emphasis on her name. "You should have realised I don't believe in that religious BS. I'm a woman of science, Anti-Gravity technology is the pinnacle of human innovation. Also, I was born to race, not one pathetic human can stop me, even if those pathetic humans are the ones who birthed me."
"Lucia! Y-"
"SILENCE!" She yelled back. "YOU CANNOT CHOOSE FOR ME! I AM MY OWN PERSON! YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME! [sigh], okay... maybe I should try saying this in your own language if you aren't going to listen. So please... listen very carefully. [ahem]... AFF*NCULO E MORIRE, PUTTANA1!"
After cussing her out in her native Italian, Lucia ended the call, then proceeded to delete her entire family's contact details off her phone, but not before placing a block on every number that corresponded to every member of her family. Filled with intense hate, she pitched her arm back to hurl her phone at the wall, but then she remembered the words of her co-pilot, Leon Turner, as if he were right there in her room:
"Hmph, if only you'd channel that anger into the simulator, into eliminating the other craft. This is Crinale, you can't just do what you want."
She stared back at the simulator sitting in one corner of her room.
"UUAAAGGGHHH, fine!" She growled, booting up the machine. "I'll show you what I can do."
As soon as the simulator loaded everything, she noticed Leon had joined the race.
'Hmph,' She thought, 'I guess you heard me. No matter, you will be the first to go, the first to feel my rage.'
She stayed true to her word. Not even past the first lap...
"Contender Eliminated."
"KYAHAHAHAHAHA!"
However, even though she eliminated Leon, she wasn't done unleashing her rage once she disposed of Leon. She continued to intentionally eliminate every other craft on the track, all while keeping a relatively fast and clean run.
"Contender Eliminated."
"First Place."
"You're damn right 'first place', there's no-one left to beat me!" She contemplated on her win. "You know, this seems to be very theraputic. I feel very calm and relaxed. Hahahaha! I've seen the benefit of this stupid racing style I have to do! But I'm sure they'd be happy even if I employ my own racing style, I just have to be violent and dominate everything!"
1...yeah, no. I'd rather not translate that. Sara would know what it means, though... that is, if I've translated it right. Not pretty, is it? I'd get murdered if I said that to my own mother XD