Ditto Plushies coming soon to Pokémon Center

**Neo Emolga** · 04-28-2016, 05:43 PM

Neo's Log: Entry #1 - 4/28/2016

Nothing happened the way it was supposed to happen. I'm not sure where the infection started, whether Fate was the original carrier, or whether Xanthe could be considered Patient Zero. All I know now is this.

It may have already spread beyond our control. One by one, they are all being assimilated by what has been called the Ditto Infection.

The symptoms are appalling. Faces, wiped away, replaced by a mere minimalistic rendition of their former selves. Where there were once eyes, holes are now there instead. Empty, unsettling holes, one after another. They gaze as if they stare into souls, in no discernible direction, or all of them at once. I don't even know for sure how they now work now, but somehow they can still see and the victims are still self-aware, although nothing seems the same now. The most disturbing symptom is the victims, the infected, don't believe that there is anything wrong. They don't even realize they have been assimilated and are now all Dittos themselves. Pokémon, human, even completely different species are not spared by this rapidly-escalating pandemic.

In my time, I have never seen any pandemic like this before, and it has me worried if the true victims are simply prisoners in their own mind as they watch their internal Dittos commandeer their bodies acting as their host, or if their true selves are gone permanently, now joining the ever-growing hordes of assimilator pink blob-like organisms that have been attempting to seize control of our world as infiltrator units attacking us from within.

The victims have been succumbing to this assimilation in droves and in ways I never dreamed possible. At once, early on, even I myself came face to face with the infection, but thankfully, I discovered I am immune. Call it luck, but this contagion was not able to produce a Ditto embryo inside me like it did with all the others.

There are still survivors out there. Sarah, Noble, and myself are just a few that were exposed to the pandemic, but we were able to resist the assimilation. But in the meantime, I have seen friends and colleagues succumb to this infection. And one by one, it has been rapidly spreading to others.

We, the survivors, are working to find a cure and develop an immunity. And though we don't know when, we will find it. But in the meantime, I find myself sleeping less. The blank, minimalistic faces keep appearing in my darkest nightmares, but upon awaking, I have driven to find the answer and the solution. We are in a race against time, but we will take back our world.

If you're reading this, be vigilant. Be aware. They are watching, but we will survive like we always have.

~Neo Emolga