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 Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 6:03 pm
Cobweb Duster- 800 arrowheads
Dowsing Rod- 50 arrowheads
Dream Fluff- 50 arrowheads
Metal Magnet- 400 arrowheads
PSI Energy Colorizer- 250 arrowheads
PSI-Core- 50 arrowheads (No, the burgers aren't done yet! D:< Now go on! GET!)
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 4:30 pm
"I'm psychic.... My parents wanted me to have friends so i had to come here......they saw how unhappy I was." Johnny walked into the doors of the main lodge, he was still a little scared and shy.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 4:47 pm
Ozzy smiled and pushed open the doors with Telekinesis. "So you like it here, yah? Vell zats good!" He sat Johnny at the table and walked to the man behind the counter. "Uhhh... Mr. Cruller?" Osvaldo said he looked at the man behind most of his missions. A brilliant man. Osvaldo has heard nothing but great things about Ford Cruller. Osvaldo smiled, "Mr. Ford Cruller! It's really you!" Just as he was done shouting in excitement, Ford turned and looked at Osvaldo with crazy eyes. "Bacon!" Ford Cruller shouted as he whipped a piece of bacon at his face. In a normal situation, Ozzy's coordination would of let him dodge the bacon easily, but he was in such shock and confusion that it smacked him right in the forehead. "Uhhh... Bacon?" He asked. Ford slowly turned back to the grill and let out a, "The-burgers-aren't-done-yet," out. "Any, how you Americans say, 'dogs'?" Ford Cruller immediately put down a plate of fresh hot dogs on the counter. Ford didn't ask for any arrowhead so Osvaldo took the plate and walked back to Johnny.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 5:04 pm
Johnny was very confused. "Um....ok then...."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 5:21 pm
Osvaldo took a bite out of the hot dog. "Mmmm..." He then looked up at Johnny, "Good, no?" he said with his mouth full.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:03 pm
"Huh, what? Oh sorry, yeah it's good." Johnny was thinking of what to talk about. "How do you like the camp?"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:13 pm
"Da. Camp is fine, I guess. I'm only here for training with Nein..." Osvaldo said, "Which reminds me. ve need to get to bed. I need to go to Basic Braining in the morning... Again..."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:26 pm
"Oh ok then. Well thanks for the food, and not beating me up back there." Johnny said while he got up to go back to the cabins.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:48 pm
Osvaldo got up and walked back to the cabins along with Johnny.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 10:50 pm
Osvaldo walked in ignoring the old man behind the counter. He got a cup of coffee for a few arrowheads and sat down. He sat in silence for a moment then put his elbow on the table and rested his head in his hand. He sighed and took a sip. It tasted... terrible. He grinned in disgust before he got knocked into by a invisible silhouette. "Eh. Miss?" Osvaldo said as picked her up telepathically. He held her close and slowly looked down to a picture she was drawing with crayons. "... Vhy don't you go to ze man you've been drawing vith those color sticks, yah?" She nodded and ran as Ozzy let her go and scooted to her seat. On the bright side, the seat was warm and he started to tick-tack-toe with himself.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:06 pm
Johnny open the door slowing like something was going to pop up at him. "It's..uh...clear..." Johnny slowly walked in. He looked around for a bit, looking at the 'READ' posters. Johnny liked the frog one the most. Johnny walked over to Osvaldo. Johnny's brain was going crazy around him. "Uh....Osvaldo? Can I join you? I also need to ask you something...." Johnny sat down by him, he was still scared of Osvaldo.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:44 pm
"Hey Johnny! Where'd ya-"
She froze in mid-sentence, seeing Osvaldo there. "Oh great..." she muttered as she dragged herself to their spot, "It's that guy."
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 3:57 pm
"Don't be mean Jessie." Johnny kinda glared at her. He was acting so strange, he never glares at anyone. This summer was stranger then the last ones.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 8:22 pm
"What? That guy nearly killed me!" She yelled, "I got every right to be mad at that guy!"
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