Rise and sh-OH MY GOD.
Wow, Gengis is ripped.
Oh, and I forgot to mention that I gave Gengis a tattoo when I was designing him. Where, you might ask?
The lower back, of course.
"Abandon all hope, Ye who enter here."
...I couldn't find a "Kick Me" tattoo, sorry.
Gengis starts off his day with an intense staring contest with himself. Somehow, he loses.
Now seems like a good time to mention Gengis's eyes, since you never really got to see them too well before. I tried going for the "droopy and squinted" eyes somebody asked for, I hope this is what you meant.
Gengis then become perplexed by the hanging light in his room.
Okay, no. He's really just hungry.
So he cleans up and puts on his formal wear and goes to the diner.
I also managed to buy Gengis a new mode of transportation. Behold!
Gengis grabs a bite to eat and we go off to burn some calories at the local gym.
He may look ridiculous, but he sure seems like he's enjoying himself.
We walk in, and we meet this suspicious character.
Gengis decides to make friends with him. But first,
This lady seems a bit disturbed by something. What is it?
This fellow's name is "Dennis". Right from the bat, Dennis asks to come over to Gengis's place. Gengis shrugged, completely unaware.
Let's go to the exercise roo--
All the treadmills are taken, so Gengis asks one of the exercisers to let him use it for a while.
Politely, I add.
The patron is a bit confused, but he lets Gengis on the treadmill.
There are two ways to exercise. Running or lifting weights. Running makes you skinnier, and lifting weights increase muscle mass and tone.
I also kept Gengis's literal muscle shirt as his exercise clothing.
Seriously Gengis, everybody saw the first picture of this update. You can just not wear that shirt and have the same effect.
After a couple minutes of running and some nasty rug burns, Gengis loses a little bit of weight.
Also the guy who was on the treadmill first kept on posing the entire time. I'm not sure if he's confused why Gengis yelled at him or he just likes looking photogenic.
Gengis is now "fatigued". When you're fatigued, you can't exercise for the rest of the day, and when you wake up you'll be "sore", which makes exercising again less effective and also is a negative mood booster.
While Gengis heads to our next destination, we see a scantily clad Elvis impersonator arguing with a smelly old man.
And he steals the old man's stink cloud.
Here's the department stor--hey isn't that the lady from the club in the last update?
We're in the department store. The department store usually has some pretty nifty stuff, and you can also sell anything you find or make there. Also if you sell a lot of things to the department store, you can come back later and collect extra profit from people buying your stuff. Everything for sale in the department store is random, though. Gengis buys a medium sized painting for 80 bucks and something called a "Floating Duck" for 30 bucks.
We payed 80 bucks for this? This...10-year-old's finger painting of some flowers!?
Well, that's the art community for you.
We also got the floating duck. I think it's supposed to float by magnetism, but all it seems to be doing is just displaying a rubber ducky on a wooden platform. It'll make a nice centerpiece for the table.
Also when Gengis looked at the painting earlier, he absolutely loved it. But when he was looking at this, he shrugged and did a "so-so" gesture.
Never change, Gengis.
Gengis spends the next few minutes spazzing out for his daily panic attack.
Until he eventually tires himself out. The last thing on our to-do-list is to go to the grocery store. Gengis doesn't have many friends, so I bought him a new one.
A bubble-eye goldfish. Gengis named him Luke.
Gengis spends the last few moments of his day fiddling with the faucets, and heads to bed.
That's the end of today, so Gengis calls it a night after obsessing over his new finger-painting.
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.