I Am A Monster

My name is Quasimodo...My father let me come here to work in the freak show...its the only place they would take a monster like me....

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

“Ya ya whatever” Barrel rolled his eyes but smiled. “Sick, and you know, if you’re feeling up to it, you could paint his hair green” Barrel shrugged casually. “If you’re up for it though, doesn’t really matter, I don’t care” 

[onlya-monster]

Quasimodo chuckled, “I’ll see if I’m up to it.” he assured, dipping his thin brush in a carefully blended color and going back to his work, “You’re weird, you know that?” he said jokingly, though his voice was soft t the light jest in case Barrel took it the wrong way and  he could quickly beg forgiveness.

[isntit-shock-ing]

“Whatcha doin there big guy?” Shock asked settling to a chair opposite and taking a bite of her burger. “Still into that painting thing huh?”

[onlya-monster]

Quasi looked up and smiled brightlyt the young woman, “Yup. Scar is letting me sell my carvings now.” he explained.”

[soyouregoingtohang]

Clopin had just gotten done with practice, ready to sit down and take a break, get some food, and the dining car had been the obvious choice. He’d been heading to one of the empty booths, noting that the car was pretty busy at this time of day, when something caught his eye and he paused, stopping near Quasimodo’s table to peer at it. “Is that me?” It probably sounded really self-centered, but he couldn’t help it, he was curious.

[onlya-monster]

Quasi looked up at Clopin when he saw him approaching out the corner of his eye and smiled as he recognized the little figure half painted in his hand, “Mmhmm. I’ve been trying to get the basic painting finished on it so I can do the details.”

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

“Ah who cares about Lock” Barrel waved his hand with a smirk. “You should make one of me, or like two, one to do whatever it is you do with them and another for me, so I can have a mini me” He grinned up to Quasi. 

[onlya-monster]

Quasimodo smiled up at Barrel, “I have to make Lock. Families got to stay together, else what’s the point of having them?” he explained before chuckling at the boy’s request, “I’ll get right on making a mini you for ya.”

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

Barrel slid into a chair across from Quasi, realizing that he annoyed his roommate a little too much, but not really caring. “You got one of me yet?” He asked, looking over all the little figures, being careful he didn’t touch any of them just in case they weren’t dry yet. He may stupid, but he wasn’t going to be that stupid. 

[onlya-monster]

Quasi’s eyes flicked up at Barrel for a moment before falling bac to his work, “Not one that’s painted and sealed and everything.” he confessed, “I started carving out you and your sister though and then I still need to start on Lock.” he explained.

[gamblingwithlife]

Charlie sauntered into the dining car booth, the poor guy needing some space after his bar tender had been whining in his ear all evening. He rolled his neck, and as it came back down, his eyes zeroed in on tiny figures piled up next to some guy at one of the tables. Charlie waked up to the owner of said figures, jutting his hip to lean on the opposite booth. 

“Watcha got there?”

[onlya-monster]

Quasi glanced up at him from his own work for a moment befre replying with an innocent, soft smile, “Scar is going to let me sell my figures at the carnival now, so I’m trying to get up a small stock.”

[onlya-monster]

Quasi was sitting at one of the tables in the dinning car, a small collection of figurines featuring various acts and performers. He was working on trying to get one of each performer finished so he could start selling them at their next stop with confidence he’d have enough just in case they were popular. He hoped they would be popular.

[princeofchapstick-andkisses]

“I don’t have anything witty to say right now. Do you suppose I’m sick?”

[onlya-monster]

“You don’t look sick...” Quasi said thoughtfully.

[your-royal-highness-lucia-blog]

"You’re in my way. Please move."

[onlya-monster]

Quasi jumped at first when there was a voice behind him before turning around, "Sorry..." then he offered her a soft smile.

[boundherinherbones]

"Oh, you sweet t’ing." She gently pat his cheek as she took a seat beside him. "T’ank you, I am awf’lly tired. What is ya name?"

[onlya-monster]

Quasi blushed a little as she sat, "ITs no problem." he assured, "My name is Quasimodo, Miss."

[boundherinherbones]

You can move or I can use for you a pillow.

[onlya-monster]

O-oh, sorry. { Quasi blushed brightly and quickly shifted over to make room for her. }

[lilahpayne-deactivated20180404]

"I really hope whatever is wrong gets sorted out. Perhaps someone caused trouble?"

[onlya-monster]

"I dont know..." he said oftly.

[lilahpayne-deactivated20180404]

"Do things like this happen often?" she questioned, looking at the others.

[onlya-monster]

"This has never happened since I've been here..."

[barbpls]

For a few minutes, the little girl left her new roommate be, remembering he was on the quieter side. And many artists preferred not not have someone lording over them.

But curiosity got the best of her. It always did. She slowly got up from her little bed, quietly padding over to him. And in a quiet tone so as not to scare him, she asked, “What’cha makin’?”

[onlya-monster]

Quasimodo looked up from where he was, curled up against the wall with his work. Then his eyes fell back to his little carving, "Tiger cubs. One of the animal caretakers told me the other day that the white tiger had her babies, so I thought I'd make some baby tigers." he explained.

[lilahpayne-deactivated20180404]

The young woman looked around at the others sitting in the car with her. The entire situation was not one she wanted to be in. “Do you think we’ll be kept here long?” she finally asked after some time.

[onlya-monster]

He shrugged softly, "I-I dont a-actually know..." Quasi admitted, looking up at the woman before looking away again, shifting awkwardly. He was always uncomfortable meeting new people, women especially, afraid of what they would think of him and his frame.

[oncei-cantremember-blog]

"Oh?" Amalthea said, her brows furrowing in confusion slightly. "What’s so odd about it if I may ask?" After all being new around here she wouldn’t have known that this wasn’t entirely normal.

[onlya-monster]

"W-well... we just never do this when we leave some place. Ever. He's never bunched us together like this, normally we have our own cars and a roommate....but we dont...and security is so much tighter..."

[oncei-cantremember-blog]

Amalthea tucked herself comfortably in a corner, pulling her legs up close to her chest so as to place the book she held open upon them as her gaze traveled from it to the window. She watched the fields pass by for a minute or two before glancing to the others in the car. 

"Dose anyone know where we may be headed next?" She asked with a friendly smile in attempt to strike up some sort of conversation.

[onlya-monster]

Quasi looked up towards the corner for a moment before shaking his head, "I have no idea where we're going... but where ever we are going, we're going in an awfully odd way..." he said softly.