Wandering Parlor :: Cozy Theme [Master :: Morning]

"Welcome to the Traveling Parlor! I am the Wandering Parlor Ghost here to serve your every parlor associated need!"

The eccentric voice of the Wandering Parlor Ghost would say as she let a couple into the mobile home currently parked inside at the edge of a busy park. Not many people knew about her exotic venue, but those who did jumped at the chance to see the scenery the estranged young woman would put together.

Today's theme for the Traveling Parlor was a cozy theme! The three rooms that were set up all looking identical with two comfy couches, a coffee table, a makeshift fire place of sorts, and a single but extraordinary window view of the the forest the park was set on the edge of.

The reservations for the morning slot were already taken, however the Parlor Ghost found herself in a pickle. She had an extra room open! It was absolutely troubling thinking that she'd not make the maximum amount of profit for the morning reservations... Hm, well, some old fashioned depressed sounding moans could always do the trick! And as such, the weirdo girl would spin, clutching her hat with her right hand as she moaned in complete misery.

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Excuse me... miss.........

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Gabe would say casually as the woman was standing there amongst herself in front of the strange building. She seemed to be having some sort of problem that Gabe didn't understand, but she is a neighbor. "it would be good manners to greet a new neighbor into our community, and it seems as if you are in a pickle. Can i help you? " He was only being respectful and nice to begin with.

With an eye opening to look at the bowing young man, the strange girl would spin into her mobile home and close the door. Promptly opening it once more with gusto and an eccentric look on her face. A guest a guest! Lucky for her, moans always did the trick to attract poor saps to her wonderful establishment.

"Welcome to the Traveling Parlor! I am the Wandering Parlor Ghost here to serve your every parlor associated need!" she'd exclaim happily, holding a hand out to the dashing young man. He seemed quite important in his suit and tie! Was he a businessman? Oh, was he actually someone the girl would need to stalk in the future? Huh, maybe~

"Huh huh? Neighbor? This ain't my house, kiddy! This is my business, what, you haven't heard the rumors of my amazing establishment?" she'd ask with a small smile on her face. Sowing seeds of curiosity was a helpful skill she loved to use! Plus, hey, business was business.

"So so, you wanna spend the morning within my venue? I can promise you it'll be worth the price~" she'd say, her hand still outreached to the young man. C'mon, what was he going to do with all that money anyways? Might as well spend it in a nice atmosphere~

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"Travelling...what? I'm sorry... i don't believe we were going by code names. " Gabe would say with a small chuckle. "But it would have to do for the sake of introductions, miss parlor. "For now, Gabe would just address her by that name. "You are hosting a business in your mobile home? How pleculiar, what kind of business is it? I never heard of anything that's profound and contains the ability to travel, besides a traveling circus. Then again, maybe i'm not that educated in that sense?" Oh well, some info for another day. "I have to pay to get in? Is this a trick house?" Gabe wasn't too sure what he was getting into, but why not?"Alright then..." Gabe took out $20 bucks and shifted it over to the direction of the woman. "Will this do?"

So many questions! Jeez, he didn't even know the rumors of how awesome and amazing her venue was! She'd pout slightly, crossing her arms as she looked the man up and down. He totally ate his rice with chips or something. Absolute no booooody! She at least ate her rice with ranch! Best thing ever~

"Eh? Code names!? I'll have you know, kiddy, that I am the Wandering Parlor Ghost. That's my name, dumby." she'd say, crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at the weirdo no body... Even though she was a complete weirdo and could totally be classified as a no body... Eeeeeeh, she could still call people that cuz she knew what it was like to be one! Score~

"And this isn't my home, dumby. This is my business! The Traveling Parlor! It's the super secret, super awesome, super classified, and super mysterious venue, hosted by the beautiful Wandering Parlor Ghost! Kee kee kee~" she'd say with a small laugh, holding her arm out to the young man. Twenty dollars? E-Eeeeeeeeeh!? That was border line bank robbery! T-The nerve!

"Y-You'd only give me twenty to get into my venue!? Oh, I don't know if I should be offended or appalled! Maybe even both! Jeez, make it a fifty and I'll let ya in..." she'd say with another pout. Jeez, this guy was unbelievable! Absolutely the worst! Oh well, fifty was better than nothing~

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As you wish. Then, i guess you could call me, the magician, then. "Gabe would say with a smile. It seems as if this girl was a character within herself, maybe she was using a stage name for the performance? If so, then maybe it would be in Gabe's best interest in playing along in order to make her feel more welcome? But $50 dollars? What kind of magic must she have in there. "With the kind of money you are asking for, miss parlor, i could only hope that it's as amusing as you say. " Gabe would say as he pulled out his wallet again and added 30 more dollars. Jeez, this woman was a slave trader for currency in a way.

She'd practically cry out in pain as the weirdo magician boy totally didn't believe her, she'd spin as if in defeat, slumping her shoulders as she looked at the weirdo magician boy. She couldn't believe this... It was just too hard! Too unfair! Too uncool! Ugh...

"T-That's my naaaaaame! Aaaaaah, don't think I'm lying! My name is Wandering Parlor Ghost! Jeez, it's on my birth certificate... Kee... Keee... Keeeee..." she'd say in a defeated laugh, sighing heavily as she composed herself. She was totally not happy with being joshed with... It was lame having someone not know what her venue was, but also not know who she was...

"A-Amusing...? M-Menehehmnehwhaa?" she'd say with a face of utter defeat. She'd take the money and pocket it before ushering the weirdo magician boy inside. She'd walk down the only hall way in the mobile house, nothing really notable or interesting about the plain white walls and three unassuming doors. She'd walk the weirdo magician boy to the door with a number three on it, opening it and holding out a limp hand towards the entrance.

"T-Today's them I have named... Comfy...~! Yeeeeah..." she'd say with no enthusiasm or motivation behind her voice any more. She just couldn't believe this guy... Anyways, the room was exactly the same as the other two, thus being the cozy room described in the first post.

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"Birth certificate as well? Wow, you really know how to drag on an act for the sake of authenticity. There has been a man with a numerous amount of tattoos called "the scary guy". He's a public speaker and mostly speaks to teenagers, so I perhaps I do believe you...it's probably. "She must really be into this act she's trying to pull, impressive. "Why wouldn't it be anything but amusing? Right?" Gabe would say with a suspicious look on his face. He's a man of standards when it comes to tricks and games. It's all fun and games until money is on the like, it's like it's Gabe's own personal trigger. "Door number three huh?" Gabe would say in a neutral tone as he opened the door. And walked inside. "Cozy huh? Is there a trick to it?

Act? Jeez, was this guy some kind of professional josher!? This was fifty shades of messed up and totally uncool! With a disgruntled sigh, the girl would simply smile weakly and nod. When she had moaned for attention, she would've never guessed that someone this incompetent would show up. Figures her luck was so poor...

"D-Do you have any idea what even in the seven layers of hell a parlor is? You're killing me here, kid..." she'd say with a sigh, her eye visibly twitching as he totally didn't even get the purpose of the room. S-She was on the verge of giving up here! Goodness, she couldn't understand some people!

"T-There's no trick! Jeeeeez! Look, kid, if you can't appreciate the interior design of the room, or even get that you get to stay in here for the morning, then just leave... I work hard to provide the most exclusive and well made venues for lucky folks that find my Traveling Parlor. If you can't appreciate art, get out." she'd say, finally having enough of this. Even newbies were taken aback by how well designed the rooms were. Sure, they didn't always get it and didn't always stay the full session... But still, at least there was appreciation!

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A parlor, of course I know what a parlor is. Usually paired up with the words beauty and massage, nothing that seems to be offered here from what i can tell." Gabe would say promptly as he looked around the place. It seemed standard to say the least, were there any antiques around? "hmmm?" Gabe stopped in the middle of the room as he realized what she just said. "You mean we get to stay here for the morning with privacy and security, and discreetness....correct?" This gave him an idea, he could probably come here to work sometimes if there is alot of distractions. "You said cozy right?" Gabe took a seat on the couch and bounced a few times silently. "This will do. I'm not a wealthy aristocrat, but i can see why people would love this place....

She'd practically glare at the magician boy. She never had someone so rude, critical, and ungrateful to be in her parlor before him. Honestly, it pissed her off that she was having to deal with someone so awful! She'd cross her arms and glare at the wall. She was tired and done... This wasn't worth fifty dollars... Not. At. All.

"I'm, like, so done now... Just done with your existence. I'll come get you when it's time for you to leave. Bye. Enjoy yourself." she'd say with a disgruntled sigh before closing the door to the rude fraud's room. She walked back to her chair and sat there, arms crossed and quite unhappy. She wanted some relief from this... She was totally going for a stalk as soon as the morning was over. Hmph...

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"Done with my existence huh? Well that's fine, i'm already getting what i paid for, so if you truly feel like i insulted you, you can leave MY section of the room." Gabe would say as he gestured his hand over to the door leading back to the other two as he reached into his breast plate to take out "a deck of cards". It was a thing that Gabe liked to do, and if she was interested, maybe Gabe would show her something. Gabe didnt mind her attitude, he simply ignored people who acted like that.

With a huff, the Wandering Parlor Ghost simply stayed where she was. It wasn't like she was going to voluntarily go back into his room until his time was up. Though, if he wanted to catch her attention there was a bell in the room. Aside from that, she was done with his existence.

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It's quiet..." Quiet and lonely perhaps. Gabe received solitude, but he wasn't satisfied with her service as of yet. "Hmm.." Gabe looked over to the bell and ringed it, wondering if it was a bell that would call the woman over. "Parlor Ghost..." Gabe would say promptly and with a firm voice so he could be heard. "I need your assistance..." Gabe would say with hopes that she arrived.

The girl would quietly groan, glaring down the hall. What did he need? Also, didn't he know to be quiet in here!? There were other people in the rooms adjacent to him and he was being so insufferable. She'd huff before quietly storming down the hall, glaring at the magician as she opened the door.

"Be quiet you pest! If you disrupt my other guests I'm kicking you out. No refunds either." she'd say with an obviously annoyed look on her face. She was very unhappy with this kid. He was being rude and inconsiderate and she didn't feel like putting up with him.

"What do you need? Do you want to inquire about a piece of furniture?" the Parlor Ghost would say with crossed arms. She simply didn't understand this kid... Just not at all. But whatever...

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