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[Today is depressingly overcast, but it's not raining, so Johnny's headed out because he's got an interesting gadget and a need to keep himself occupied. If you're walking through the village, you might see him with the Point of View gun he got from Jacob. Don't worry--it's slung onto his back with a makeshift strap, so he won't be accidentally ( Read more... ) -
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...Uh.
It's too much to hope for a fireworks show, right? Most people here aren't from America, anyway. Could make a bonfire, but... [It's not the SAAAAAAME also it'd take too much work for something he doesn't have enough patience to enjoy.
Sigh. And then gradually, quiet whistling picks up the tune of "You're a Grand Old Flag". He'll be ( Read more... ) -
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[So Johnny, this cute sixteen-year-old who looks a little younger than his age, is just strolling around outside when the experiment finally smacks him, making him drop the journal open. He goes from five and a half feet to easily clearing six, blond hair swooping down to the middle of his back, green eyes turning blue, and, well ( Read more... ) -
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Ack, my hair's still wet from going outside ( Read more... ) -
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I guess I've been kind of quiet on these...there's been plenty to see and look at, but the novelty of talking animals wore a little. Is it weird that I'm more curious about the wolf that doesn't talk?
Anyways, I'm Johnny, and...um...not really a detective here...maybe I could start a new agency. I dunno. We could do a game? I'll tell you two ( Read more... ) -
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[Johnny is all over the village today. He's snapping pictures of...basically, the buildings and everything that catches his interest, which may include some people, depending on what they are doing. His camera develops pictures instantly, so feel free to ask: what it is/what he's doing/take your picture?/etc ( Read more... ) -
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[He's not speaking to the journal, but he's speaking close by it and talking out loud. ...Very loud. He tends to do that.]
Maybe I am dead. Stupid Killer. [He kicks a rock.] We beat him, he shouldn’t’ve just…[sigh.] She'd probably say it’s my fault for not making sure.
Shania? Natan? RICAAAAAARDO, Hilda, oh c’mon ( Read more... )