Title: Transported
Media: Comic
Main Characters: Rico
Chapter 3: Employment
Page 106
The circus boss is on a stage outside of Rico's room, having dragged her new employee on out beside her. Rico is frozen, staring blankly, too shocked to even be confused, and clutching the loose bed sheet. The boss waves a wand over Rico, regaling the audience with the fact that Rico is an unknown experimental waste product, the lone version of him in all the known Universe. The collected crowd ooohs and aaahs at the oddity.
The boss continues to wave her wand from Rico's head to toe and the nearby screens capture the same image. "You can clearly see its mad creators intended this oddity for SOMETHING, but its lack of abilities have made it a genetic dead end.". The crowd nods in agreement, a lone alien mixed in laments poor Rico's sorry existence.
The view zooms in to frame only Rico's curves as the crowd looks on. "Here we have evidence of this being some sloth-like creature, so poorly adapted, it can only lay around and jiggle its goo-filled growths."

The aliens in the crowd oooh and aaah some more, a few camera flashes go off, and the clapping dissipates as the crowd moves to the next attraction. Rico remains on stage, just barely clutching the sheet as a random alien wanders by, gawks at him, and moves on. Rico's body stays frozen but his expression is of annoyed confusion.
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Author's Notes:
Hey, whoa, circus boss lady. Don't knock sloths!We're down with all kinds of sloths around these parts and they'd be happy to call Rico one of their own.
Donald Randolph
2018-07-09 06:27:21 +0000 UTCcoredumperror
2018-07-09 03:55:05 +0000 UTC