La la la...
Ugh, okay. Who could it possibly be this time?
Who are you and what do you want?
...Are you going to say anything?
What!? You came all the way over to some stranger's house so you can brag about your girlfriend!?
Get out of my face!
That's right, walk away you...you...
You lucky dog...
Come on, Gengis.
Don't let that guy get you down.
You'll get a girlfriend some day.
Actually, you know what? I have just the thing.
Gengis heads on down to the library.
Let's find you a date. I'm going to get you on online dating.
I already made you a profile and typed in the site name, so all you need to do is search.
Okay, let's see here...
Let's look at our possible matches...
Doesn't this site know Gengis is looking for single women
Wait, do women even use these sites?
Whatever, let's goof off and stare outside the window for a bit.
Hey, see that?
Looks like some citizens are still recovering from our rampage yesterday.
Alright, that's enough fooling around. Let's get back to searching.
Oh wait! Here we go.
"Blaise". According to this site she's a good match for Gengis because she lives in Twinbrook.
We're going to meet in the park I designed a few days ago. Isn't that swell? Let's head there now.
Aw, what's the matter, Gengis? Got butterflies in your tummy? Maybe you should stop eating them, then.
Wait a second, that's the neighbor girl!
I thought she was much younger! According to her profile, she's just as old as Gengis!
Well, time to make a good second impression on her.
By walking over to her with this stupid-looking stride.
Well, we screwed up already. Time to whip out the big guns.
Check it out, Blaise. This is a real life Ghost Gun, made specifically--
Wait a second. I just realized how ridiculous her name is. "Blaise". That sounds like some stupid fictional protagonist character in a 13-year-old's action novella.
Well Blaise, we told you Gengis's job.
Now tell us yours.
You work as a gravedigger
Eh, good enough. That's a catch for Gengis.
Oh! There's that cellphone again! We'll put them on hold. Gengis is his own boss, you know. He can ignore business calls.
What? If Gengis is his own boss, then who can be calling him about his job?
Uh, er...the "higher ups". It's too top secret, we can't tell you.
But if this date goes just right, maybe we'll let you
in on the secret!
You're not buying this, are you?
Well, she hasn't run away screaming. So that's a start.
Well, let's head to the bar, I guess.
Because Gengis walked here, Blaise will be driving us.
I have this shot here to show you the other side of the bar. I designed it myself, and I'm pretty happy with how it looks. Especially how it overlooks on a slope. But hey, enough about me.
Time to head inside.
This bartender's really fancy. I'm genuinely impressed. Better than the old lazy-eyed girl that was here before.
Heh, I remember these drinks.
Time for then to work their magic.
Gengis knows what these drinks do too. So he whines Blaise's name and hands her the drink.
Okay, here we go.
So, uh, how about some hand holding? Or something?
...Well, that's not exactly the best pick-up line I've heard, but it's a start for Gengis.
What do you mean "no"?
I guess the drinks haven't kicked in yet.
Wait, what are you doing?
Why are you two babbling like idiots?
Why are you having a finger gun fight!?
I ordered a love potion, not goofy juice!
Hold on, I think they're working now.
Alright, let's see if Gengis can get somewhere with thi--
Wh--where are you going!?
Your job!? I thought you were working the graveyard shift!
Wait...no, she works AT the graveyard, not a graveyard shift! ARRRGH!
Whatever. She seemed to enjoy herself.
Bartender, give Gengis the tastiest pile of crap you can serve!
There's no relevence in this photo, I just thought it was a nice touch they added. If you have a drink and you use the urinal, you'll put the drink on top of it.
It's gross, but still. It's a neat little tidbit.
Well, let's sit on this observation deck and take in the view, I guess.
Rainy day today...
Time to get to work!
What do we have here...
Haunted dirty laundry
These ghosts aren't bored, they're desperate!
Time to take off the work gloves, we're all done.
Hmm...does anybody live here?
I guess not.
Time to get our daily fix.
GOD that felt good.
Now then. Those laundry ghosts were fairly expensive, so we sold them for science and got enough money to upgrade!
Let's go home and take a look!
Just turn on the light switch, aaand...
I expanded and complely revamped Gengis's room! No more green paint!
I'm quite happy with this.
Not only that, but Gengis's Crap-A-Shack is starting to look more like a Hell-Hole-Home.
Gengis is going to sleep good tonight.
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.