Gengis Goes Ghostbusting
Lousy, no-good, piece of trash coworkers.
I know there's no honor among thieves but that's no excuse to team up and sell Gengis out.
We were this close to getting that workbench, but
no. Too cheap to even pay overtime for a trip to the local jail cells.
Gooo-oood morning. I hope you all slept well.
Because Gengis sure didn't.
Stupid criminals are like scum on this sink, and we just need to scrub them all into non-existence.
Okay, maybe we should calm down. We're beginning to sound like that papergirl.
Just eat that Digger beetle we found in the junkyard the other day. It's brain food.
One day, everyone will be looking up to
Gengis.
He'll be the boss around here. And then
he'll be the one selling people out.
Of course, that's not going to happen in this lifetime, so let's go dig around the junkyard again.
Oh, just forget it.
You know, it is kind of weird how this shack is here.
And it's even weirder how this person is just randomly buried here. Gengis has never even heard of anybody dying in the junkyard.
The only person who knows anything about this woman's death is the lady who died, and there's no way we can ask...her...
Or maybe there is!
Gengis heads to the science facility and takes a free class on the paranormal.
Pfft, okay I can't keep a straight face.
Gengis, you seriously think that this class will actually teach you anything?
It's free for a reason, you know.
Well, whatever. Gengis steps out an hour later and is now a licensed Ghost Buster.
It even comes with its own suit, pre-stained with ectoplasm!
Let's see if we can "dig up" anything about our deceased friend. Har har har.
"
Uh...hi...?"
"
You know, it isn't healthy spending your lifestyle laying around all day. I mean, look at what happened to me."
"
I know you're dead, but that's no excuse to be a Lazybones all eternity."
Wait, has it always been this foggy around the grave?
Hey, I think we're getting somewhere.
"
Rise."
"
Rise!"
"
Ri-huh?"
Well what do you know. It actually worked.
Gengis spends the next few minutes "conversing" with this apparition, and learns that the person who is buried here did not die of natural causes.
Gengis doesn't have enough experience to deduce any more, so let's come back here when he does.
Well, let's head to town then. We have some veggies to sell.
What? What's that look for? Haven't you seen an amateur Ghost Buster before?
Here, Gengis will explain it.
Hey baby, check out the Ghost Gun.
The Poltergeist Pulverizer 3000™, fifth revision. Patented in 2009 and custom fit for all your ghost-busting needs.
Gengis gets all the girls with this baby.
Oh, stop bragging, Gengis. You haven't even caught anything with that thing.
We need to wait for somebody to give Gengis a call about any paranormal happenings, so we've got nothing else to do.
So let's
eat catch some bugs so we can get some more money. Maybe we'll be able to buy a workbench by the end of today.
Well, we've caught everything. So all we can do now is wait.
And wait...
Oh wow, look at this loser.
That is the dopiest looking guy I've ever seen.
What? What are
you laughing at?
Oh. I guess Gengis's outfit is sort of silly to be walking around in public with.
Let's head to the bathroom and change back into our normal clothes.
Woah, looks like we got a call for some ghost busting already!
Gengis rushed to the Gengis Mobile Mach II while in the middle of re-dressing.
You can't tell in this picture, but he's not wearing pants right now.
Gengis puts his pants on while driving and heads to the location.
Did somebody call for a handsome Ghost Buster?
Did...anybody call for a handsome Ghost Buster?
Anyone? Hello?
I know it sounded like a Strip-o-Gram, but I'm serious!
Well, apparently some real-estate agents were having some trouble selling this vacant house due to some hauntings.
This green cloud is a "baby" ghost. It's not the full soul of the departed, but rather just a lingering attachment to the world of the living. They're not sentient and aimlessly wander around, looking for a purpose. Hence why they're called "baby" ghosts.
Alright. Time to get to work.
Gengis fires up the ghost gun and--
Huh? Oh. We already caught it.
Then again I don't expect a "baby" to put up that much of a fight.
Well, that was simple enough for a first day on the job.
Gengis gets a hefty sum for clearing up the mess, just enough to buy us a workbench. It'll come in the morning, so Gengis heads home to call it a night.
Most people have a "first dollar" when they start a business.
Gengis has a "first spirit". He named it Jill, after the butterfly we had to
eat sell for
science.
Well, we got some inventin' to do tomorrow, so it's time to sleep.
If you have any suggestions on how Gengis should spend tomorrow, additions or changes in his clothing or house, or anything else just post them in this thread.
