*you hear scribbling on paper like an expensive fountain pen scratching at vellum*
Journal May 9th
Today I had an interesting experience. A young lady visited me and asked me to kill someone. Before all my recent experiences, I would've balked at such a request. But now, I find it all the more intriguing. She handed me a yellow ball and told me to bounce it when I was ready, and I was to kill the yellow man. So I gathered all my things, Ernesto my man servant prepared a wonderful lunch of cheeses and salad and a lovely white wine. I bounced the ball, and found myself in a darkened room. Soon after I had arrived, the glorious Tonio appeared and shortly thereafter, a scholarly gentleman from the U.K. I believe. After introducing ourselves, our scholarly friend took the initiative and walked out of the room. I followed with Tonio behind me. There were white pills on the floor, they would not be picked up no matter how we tried. Then….we heard the strangest thing, a song from long ago….Once we had explored a bit, we found out what we were in. The 'yellow' man….our target…..was none other than Pac-Man. A horrid, surreal, much more powerful Pac-Man. After running about and finding out we couldn't naturally damage it, we found the Power Pills, at first we were puzzled. But then, I, Alfons, leaped into one of the Blue Power Pills and started glowing! The pill disappeared and I chased after Pac-Man, damaging him! He turned on me, and my glow faded, so I ran off and told the others to jump into the Power Pills. Tonio died first, but in a tearful rage at his death, I grabbed him up in a fireman's carry and threw him into the room we came out of originally. I was blasted by the thirce-damned power of Pac-Man, my coat was ruined! I died then and was placed in the room to recover. Our schorlarly friend managed to deal the final blow to the 'yellow' man. I found myself back at my estate, injured, but nonetheless more invigorated than ever. I wait in anticipation for my next 'assignment'.
May 10th
I have been researching my family history, as lately I've been growing introspective. Why was I left with a sprawling estate and a natural skill with the sword? Our family sword was to be my first research project. I will spend as much time as necessary in between my training sessions, of course. The Lady Bastise has been looking my way of late, perhaps I will dally with her and relax a little. I will invite her over for a glorious dinner, no expense will be spared! Afterwards, I will continue my research. I may have to hire out some investigators to look into my family. I feel as though I am missing something….I must know what this is.