Post by Garrett on Dec 3, 2011 19:55:50 GMT -8
(Someone pick the date, open for anyone who wants to check out the new attraction.)
Garrett sat there on the small pillow, staff laid across his knees. His eyes stared straight ahead as his grey pupils didn't even flinch when shone light upon whenever someone entered the tent. Already, the viewers were wondering what type of freak this was, blind with an extra arm, yet he was not caged. That meant he could do something special, that he wasn't a part of the normal freak show. He was something different, a performer they guessed. A particurely pompous man huffed as the freak did nothing but stare ahead. "Well, get on with it!"
The freak merely shifted his position. "You sir, are a middle aged man weighing in about 650 lbs with a balding stature and a very large nose. You must be rich as your shoes squeak as they are being used, meaning they are brand new, yet you risk getting them dirtied with the soil of this circus. That means you have the full capacity to buy a new pair should you need to. The tweed suit you are wearing is also new and if I had to guess, the color is some type of brown, if the scent of the dye used to color it is anything to go by. You have a small mustache and you constantly sweat, no doubt because of how much work is required hauling your weight around. Now, did I miss anything?"
The crowd stood still in flabbergasted silence as they stared at the supposedly blind freak who was able to describe the man perfectly. They glanced at each other. One man even waved his hand in front of Garrett's face, yet he still did not budge nor blink. The tent flap opened and someone else came in.....
Garrett sat there on the small pillow, staff laid across his knees. His eyes stared straight ahead as his grey pupils didn't even flinch when shone light upon whenever someone entered the tent. Already, the viewers were wondering what type of freak this was, blind with an extra arm, yet he was not caged. That meant he could do something special, that he wasn't a part of the normal freak show. He was something different, a performer they guessed. A particurely pompous man huffed as the freak did nothing but stare ahead. "Well, get on with it!"
The freak merely shifted his position. "You sir, are a middle aged man weighing in about 650 lbs with a balding stature and a very large nose. You must be rich as your shoes squeak as they are being used, meaning they are brand new, yet you risk getting them dirtied with the soil of this circus. That means you have the full capacity to buy a new pair should you need to. The tweed suit you are wearing is also new and if I had to guess, the color is some type of brown, if the scent of the dye used to color it is anything to go by. You have a small mustache and you constantly sweat, no doubt because of how much work is required hauling your weight around. Now, did I miss anything?"
The crowd stood still in flabbergasted silence as they stared at the supposedly blind freak who was able to describe the man perfectly. They glanced at each other. One man even waved his hand in front of Garrett's face, yet he still did not budge nor blink. The tent flap opened and someone else came in.....