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Just uploaded my fic on ff.net. Hope You guys get to see it soon and am deleting my fic from other websites and Zets-Darke, can I submit my fanfic or the link at least to your website. It's the place to go for Psychonauts fanstuff!

 

Why are you deleting your fic from other websites? Why not share the love?

 

But it is true about the Darke thing.

 

My grammer suddenly became bad.

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Just uploaded my fic on ff.net. Hope You guys get to see it soon and am deleting my fic from other websites and Zets-Darke, can I submit my fanfic or the link at least to your website. It's the place to go for Psychonauts fanstuff!

 

 

Yes, please do. I MUST HAVE MORE FICTION!!!

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Just stopping by to say...hooray for Psychonauts fanfiction! It helps keep me sane. :) I browse the forums whenever I have time and you people here have written some really awesome stuff. Wish I had more time to be online though...then I wouldn't miss out on those converstaions you have that look so dreadfully fun.

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Sudden, very sudden short story.

 

The Date

 

Vernon sat on the rocks in the cave, looking at the sunlight beaming through the rock ceiling, sitting next to Franke, inching his hand ever closer to hers, while she did the same. The sunlight reminded him of a story, about the sun. It was about how big the sun was, and how you couldn't touch the sun. Vernon knew this because the story said the sun was hot.

 

Franke, meanwhile, looked intently at Vernon, who still ignored her. She didn't care, she liked the lack of attention more and more. It seemed much more dramatic if he liked her back. But they had come to Make Out Cave, it was obvious that he did.

 

Vernon still wasn't paying attention. He was paying more attention to the rocks. He had heard all sorts of things about rocks, too. Franke only wondered what silly, stupid story he was thinking of. Suddenly, Vernon turned to her. She tried to contain her boundless excitement. He brought his face close to hers. He smiled, and clutched the bottom of her chin. Franke grinned at him.

 

Vernon said, in his deep, slow voice, "Wanna play some hackey sack?"

 

Franke got up and walked away. Courting the most dull person alive was a harder task than she expected.

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Just stopping by to say...hooray for Psychonauts fanfiction! It helps keep me sane. :) I browse the forums whenever I have time and you people here have written some really awesome stuff. Wish I had more time to be online though...then I wouldn't miss out on those converstaions you have that look so dreadfully fun.

 

 

We are in different time zones so I have to get up at 9 to talk to them all the way to 10.

 

Purple Squid is always on so that doesn't matter.

 

It's hard work getting on a forum you like

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KingCheez, that is the best short story ever.

 

I love Vernon, and he is my favorite camper. You captured it perfectly. I am so going to save this to my hardrive.

 

Where all of the strange pornographic fics that made me laugh at their strangeness, are there. You're going in the good list however.

 

You and 5 other people.

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Wow. I see you guys are only totally awesome when I'm not here? Fine.

 

Great story, ya meanie.

 

We plan it accordingly.

 

An awesome story about the awesome Vernon. *spasm*

 

It's wonderful! ^_^

 

Vernon is my favorite camper ever, too.

 

MUTUAL LOVE OF VERNON'D

 

 

Did anyone see the part when they are all in the TV room and he starts talking about

 

 

How Dr. Loboto escaped his old asylum to run the broken down one.

 

 

Vernon knows a lot about

Loboto

and Boyd knows a lot about Oleander.

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ZOMG PART TWOTWOTWO

 

 

 

"Grrr," moaned Vernon. "My yo-yo has a knot in it...this is depressing, because none of my yo-yo

 

books have anything on how to get the knots out."

 

Franke moved to his lunch table, with some delicious mashed potatoes, a side dish of peas, and a big

 

soft-baked cookie. Vernon put away his yo-yo trick books, and pulled out instead a huge book. It was printed

 

in hard, black leather, with many grinning faces on it - the More than Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the

 

Galaxy. He flipped to a certain page of a certain book within the large novel.

 

"What're you reading?" asked Franke, not because she missed the cover, but to try and get

 

Vernon's brain on anything but books, books, books! She had a plan - she slid Vernon's book towards her

 

slowly. She leaned her head into it.

 

"Um, excuse me, I was reading that," said Vernon, moving his face farther forward. Franke smiled.

 

"I like this book, especially the part about...um, shooting the guy and going to the party."

 

"Hehuh, hehuh, yeah, how they say they're going to the party. That's funny." chuckled Vernon, and

 

his hand touched Franke's as he went to turn the page. However, unlike plan, he was not embarassed, shocked,

 

or interested. He slid the page over, as if to completely ignore Franke. Franke sighed, staring straight at

 

Vernon, who was totally engrossed in the story, trying to add to his own crazy stories. His stories that Franke

 

would always listen in to.

 

"So do you do anything besides tell stories?" asked the less and less interested, but still

 

lovestruck Franke. Vernon racked his brain on this one.

 

"Well once I ate dogfood, one time I played guitar, this other time, when I was little I picked my

 

nose and-"

 

"You play guitar?" Franke was amazed. And a little disgusted by the dog-food eating quality.

 

Vernon sighed.

 

"Yeah, my mom made me do it. It's kind of fun, but lessons aren't." He grumbled. "But one time, I

 

was playing, and one of the strings broke and rode up and actually pulled off my fingernail. I was in horrible

 

pain and had to make an artificial fingernail, to stop the pain and bleeding!" Franke sighed. She pulled the

 

book away, bookmarked it kindly and slowly, so as to perfectly mark the page, then slam the book shut.

 

"Why do you not want me to read?" said Vernon. Franke grabbed his hand and jerked on it for him

 

to stop looking through his pockets for any reading materials, even a candy label. "Am I really less

 

interesting than books, Vernon?"

 

This got to him. "Um, uh, eh, no, it's just that, um." He droned on and on, not knowing what to say,

 

red in the face.

 

"So talk to me!" replied Franke, at advantage here.

 

"Well, um, do you like yo-yo? Hackey-sack? TV?" Vernon was at a loss for words.

 

Franke cupped Vernon's chin in her hands, and drew herself forward. "Or how about we skip the

 

talking, and-"

 

Kitty sat down next to Franke. "...What are you doing with Vernon?" she asked, as the two

 

red-faced kids stared straight at her.

 

"Ummm. Don't ask me." said Vernon.

 

"Franke, don't tell me you want to be as unpopular as him?"

 

"No, no, it's just that..."

 

Kitty smirked, silencing both of them with that evil glare, ruining a moment just as called for. And

 

shortly after, the lunch bell rang.

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He was actually talking about the Lungfish, I think. No gills, a lung, and hooks? Definitely fishy.

 

 

What about the part when he talks about how silly it was for him to escape from one asylum to head another?

 

 

Let me check that out right now and I'll get back to you.

 

 

I thought he meant that Loboto had escaped and taken the fish with him..don't ask why I thought that.

 

Still that is one of the best dialouge pieces in the whole game.

 

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KingCheez you do Vernon absolutly amazing. I seriously smile every time I read those paragraphs. I liked the Kitty interruption and the book part. Hmm..Franke seems a little weird to me. This is probably since I did not spend so much time with the campers but did they get together at the end of the game?

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