Homecoming
Sorry, buddy. But you missed.
Hey there, newcomer. Line starts at the end.
Oh wait, I recognize you! You were one of those creeps we took to that freak show thing!
What? You want to see them again?
Hoh. Hoh hoh hoh, how droll. You actually fell for that?
Look here, chump. I've got two big surprises for you.
The first one is that we don't have the freakshow anymore.
The second is: those weren't actually freaks. They're just some people I found outside of the carnival.
The truth is, the only freak in this carnival now is YOU, for wanting to see such a thing.
Those two people in the cages? Just paid actors. Point of fact, they're upstanding citizens. Y'know, the kind that don't spend their hard-earned cash on cheap entertainment?
They lived in a pretty nice house, too.
Beautiful place. White picket fence, freshly mowed lawn, and 2.5 children.
Oh wow, you're actually surprised they have kids?
Here's a news flash for you: There's somebody out there for everybody.
Well,
you might be an exception to that, though.
Yes, they have kids. A boy and a girl. Boy's called Francis, girl's called Fransis. Not the most original names, but it's pretty unique of them to give their little dumplings virtually the same name. Probably gets confusing at times, though.
The big guy? Mister "Next Step In Human Evolution"?
Just some
Shy, Unlucky, Genius Virtuoso Computer Whiz of a hipster musician from some European place. Probably Canada or something.
The name's Sid. He doesn't get out much; probably why he thought that weird monobrow/sideburns combo was a good idea or something.
He edits and composes soundtracks for movies. Maybe you've heard of a few?
He's got quite the life, being paid multi-millions just for having a computer do all the work.
He's been having a bit of a lag in payments recently, so he agreed to go along with this thing.
As for "Miss Mass Murderer"? Yeah, she doesn't have a nose. She lost it a few years back. Does that make her a freak? Just about as much as losing an arm or a leg makes you a freak.
The answer to that question is "No", by the way. She isn't a freak. Get over yourself.
She's just some
Grumpy, Over-Emotional, Daredevil of a
Family-Oriented Cook that owns the local bakery downtown. Say what you want, but she makes a mean jelly donut.
Shame that making jelly donuts is such a mess. I've never seen her come out of that bakery without being covered in strawberry jam.
What? What did you think those stains on her shirt were? Now you're just being dramatic.
So there. If you want to pay for a freak show, just give me the cash and I'll let you stand in front of a mirror for a few minutes. Otherwise if you're not going to buy anything, get out of the carnival.
Oh, boo hoo, "the carnival is supposed to be all about fun". Not this one, only reason we're here is because I'm trying to pay off my trip to France with my fiancee a while back. Not that it's any of your business.
Hey, hey! You have to pay to get another throw!
"
This ain't a charity, pal!"
Ahem...welcome back.
It's been a little while.
Sorry, but our Egyptian vacation is over. In case you missed it, Gengis and Blaise are now on their way to marriage! It's enough to bring a tear to your eye.
Of course, we can't forget the most important thing to a marriage,
Preparations for the wedding! I hope you're excited.
Gengis and Blaise head out onto the deck. Blaise is going to be serving party drinks, so she needs to practice. Gengis looks excited.
Don't worry, Gengis. A majority of these ingredients aren't lethal. Assuming you mix them right.
Whoops. I guess Blaise is a bit rusty.
Don't worry, I'll get this cleaned--
...up?
...Uh, how about we just head downstairs. I've set up all the treasures Gengis and Blaise managed to snag from Egypt.
Check it out! Nothing says "high class" like a bunch of stolen--err, I mean, "discovered" ancient treasure.
And over here, we have some jewels in a display case!
Yes. Very expensive. Very delicate. Very rare.
Wait, something isn't right here.
Huh.
Gengis was wondering where this went.
There we go. Let's put this disco-rainbow-jewel thingy where it belongs. Now this room is "Expertly Decorated". That means everybody in the room gets a powerful mood boost from all these shiny doo-dads! Good fun.
Let's see how Blaise is holding up.
Wow. She looks like she's about to kill somebody.
Wait, what the--
Okay fine, I can take a hint. Let's pick this back up and see if Gengis has started cooking the wedding food.
I hope she didn't break this thing.
Wait, what's Gengis doing?
What does Gengis think he's doing!? I didn't buy the sprinkler for that!
Good thing I can turn off the sprinkler from here.
Okay, okay. I get it. You've got jet lag from the trip back home. I understand. I guess we can take it easy for a while.
Oh hey, it's Goodwin! Nice of him to drop by and welcome us back!
...What's that look for, Goodwin?
...Oh.
...
Gengis will be right back.
Alright, that's better.
Gengis asks what's going on around town since we left.
No way!
While Gengis was on vacation, the ghosts have been acting up since nobody has been around to bust them! Somebody else took up the job as resident ghost buster!
What is Gengis supposed to do now!? How are we going to put food on the table? How are we going to afford electricity and water!?
What? No! We can't work alongside this new buster! We have a reputation to uphold!
We can't live off of one income! Blaise is the only employee who doesn't get hazard pay!
Then again, the hazard pay IS for working with Blaise.
Huh? You know where Gengis can get a job?
Excellent! New opportunities, new people to meet, new skills to learn!
Say, do you hear whirring?
OH GOD, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES, BLAISE HAS A CHAINSAW
...
I...I see. Blaise is just sculpting ice. I always wondered how they did that.
But where did she get that chainsaw in the first place?
Let's...just forget about it. Gengis is going to head to his would-be workplace tomorrow and see if he can land a spot as a new employee.
Maybe we should've asked what job Goodwin had in mind, though.
This looks like the place...
Say, they've got quite a good-looking receptionist!
Hello, handsome.
Huh?
Goodwin got us a job at a
beauty salon!?
We really SHOULD have asked Goodwin what job he had in mind for us! I'm not having Gengis dance around in some hoity-toity makeover place.
Oh, what is this thingy?
Well, let's fiddle around with their beauty machines before we tell them "thanks, but no thanks".
Who's there?
What do you want?
Oh boy! Customers!
Well, who am I to turn down a chance at making a profit?
Let's suit up.
...
Okay, that's it. Gengis is calling Goodwin over here right now.
YEAH YEAH, GOODWIN. WE DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY EXCUSES. NOT THAT WE COULD, IT'S SO DARNED LOUD RIGHT NOW.
Wait, why is it so loud?
Oh hey! It's Gengis's Digger! Blaise is goofing around on it!
The firestation is right next to the salon! Isn't that convenient?
I suppose there's not a lot to do at the firestation ever since Gengis blew up the town's only firetruck...
Okay, we're getting sidetracked here. Let's try racking up a few extra bucks.
Time to start off with giving this lady a look.
Excuse us, miss. But we--
GAH
Great. Paparazzi, trying to get Gengis at his new job, no doubt.
We can still probably make this work. Probably.
Gengis starts by complimenting her fashion sense.
Hopefully we'll be able to work our way into letting us give her a makeover.
...She complimented Gengis back?
Just
what do you think you're doing? Gengis is trying to do his job here, not make idle chitchat!
Now stand in front of that mirror and let us get to work.
Mmm-mmm.
Honey, those colored highlights are SO yesterday.
You just stay right there, and Gengis will get his hair styling kit.
OKAY, WHICH ONE OF YOU LOWLIFES MOVED GENGIS'S STYLING KIT!?
Oh wait, here it is.
Let's just bring this back here...
What!? Where'd she go!?
How is Gengis supposed to make any money when our customers run away from fear whenever we offer them a makeover!?
Hrm...
If somebody doesn't come in to the shop within the next five minutes, Gengis is going to explode this place to...
Aha! Goodwin! There you are!
What's the big idea? You think Gengis likes to play games? What possessed you to think he'd enjoy working as a stylist!?
Because he has such good fashion sense, you say?
Hoh, well, you know.
I did design it.
Tell you what, how about we give you a makeover! Free of charge, of course.
Okay, all done.
Whaddya think?
Très magnifique, is it not?
I'll let you decide what our inspiration for your new outfit was. I'll give you a hint, it's very haaandsome.
...
...Okay, okay.
Time to get serious.
We'll give you a brand new outfit and hairstyle. For real, this time.
Besides, those are Gengis's only clothes you're wearing, anyways.
There we go, Goodwin.
Say hello to...
The new "You"!
I'm glad you like it!
Time to pay up.
Huh? No, you misunderstood us. The FIRST makeover was free of charge.
You know, being a stylist isn't half bad. Gengis could get used to this.
AND WILL YOU STOP PLAYING THAT DUMB BASS BEFORE WE B--
If you have any suggestions on how Gengis or Blaise should spend tomorrow, additions or changes in their clothing or house, or anything else just post them in this thread.
