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Geymin's Dating Service (Possible comic Sneak Peak)
As I'm sure you know from here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25801244/
I'm working on deciding a Patreon Exclusive comic to help attract new patrons. As such, i want everyone to give input as to which comic I should work on. As such, I have made sort of previews for each comic, starting with the first choice, Geymin's Dating Service. Or at least I tried. I kind of forgot that GDS cover did not feature the main characters on it. I mean, I wanted to, but the designs I had did not fit to the theme of the cover. Even so, the characters are shown in the thumbnail.
I'm also providing a little snippet of the unpublished story that the comic is based upon. The story, like the comic, is incomplete and there will be changes. One of these changes happens to be the character Danté/Reece. In the story below he's depicted as a blond and his original real name was going to be "Devlin/Damian", but I then designed him to have two tone hairstyle and that's also why I call him "Reece". His hair reminds me of Reese's Peices. As for why I call his fake name "Danté"… Um… I forgot that I called him Devlin in the story. :embarassed:
(Warning: I made this years ago…)
Job 1: “Starting Today, You are a Furry!”
The following is a quote from our founder, Richard Geymin:
{Originally, Geymin’s Dating Service was created as a joke. I used it as a way to get telemarketers off my back. That was until one of my good friends had been stood up. As a bit of a joke, I stood in as her date. We had a good laugh together. After the date, she joked further saying that I should do it for a living. She meant it as a joke as well, but it was not a bad idea in the long run. Right now, the Geymin’s Dating Service is home to many who could not obtain jobs elsewhere., some of us are a little more unique than others.
Today, forty years later, Geymin’s Dating Service has been here, longer than most of you were alive. Many of you still view us as a joke, but we have outgrown being a joke long ago. We have even out grown being just a business as well, even if what we do is ‘just business’. My boys and I, we have become a family. And I assure you… I intend to keep this family together for as long as I live. Then be taken up by my children, then by their children. As long as I walk this earth, we will be a safe haven for all who need us, no matter what you may think of us.}
~ Sourced from June 27, 142 A.C.
“Geymin Boarding House’s Protest Continues…”, Kernel City Garnet (newspaper clipping)
Today: Friday 9/2/192 AC
My name is Taylor Hagan. I’m 23 years old and have lost almost twice as many jobs, three of which were the past month alone. It’s not because of anything I did either. I wish that it had been something that I had done. I can’t clean. I can’t cook. I can’t even drive yet. This was my last chance to get rent for the next month, babysitting. Who would have thought that the one I’d be babysitting was a furry brat?
Furries, I could handle. They’re not much different than other humans. I’m not bigoted like some people who think that we (furries & nonfurries like myself) are different species entirely. Bratty on the other hand… now that’s a different story all together. This kid was spoiled rotten to the core and then some. I did everything I could to keep that brat under control and I got fired without pay. Guess why. Because that kid cried crocodile tears and lied his scaly butt off. Also I’m mostly being figuratively here, he was an alligator. Heaven forbid upsetting their future FFL champion. Bah! I hope that he gets stuck in Psi level for his entire life. (FYI: Psi Level was specifically created for Baby Furries. X (Chi) Level Furries are young beginners and so on.)
Not that it matters. The point is that I now had to make the decision between food or rent. There's no point in finding a job now. Minimum wage places have you work there for at least two or three weeks before they pay you anything. I had two or three days before my landlord would decide to call the N.A. (police) to escort me out of there. Less than that, since it was the end of the day. I figured, “Hey, I paid rent last month might as well spend what little Blambers (Cash) I have left on food… Starting with beer from the nearest bar.”
Well, I didn’t know where the closest bar was in this part of town. I wondered around aimlessly until I found the Finalis Hotel. They were known to have an open bar. So why not? The main lobby was hosting a party of some kind. I figured that it was a wedding. I didn’t really pay it any mind. Even if the bar had all of its alcohol reserved for the party that night, I didn’t mind. A couple hundred glasses of Moképop would still kill me.
Hours later, I couldn’t get over how happy everyone was at that party. Even after the music stopped and the rest of the guests were long gone, they were still laughing loudly. One table in particular was very popular. Surprisingly, it wasn’t the one that belonged to the bride and groom. I just so happened to look up at the digital clock over the bar, 11:57. I mean why not? I was watching it since ten twenty something.
“Okay, honey, do it, do it,” one female guest squealed clapping her hands.
“Okay-okay-okay,” her date caught my eye. There was nothing all that special about how he looked, for a wedding, at least. Slick blond hair, ironed white suit. Probably a neat freak considering he was constantly soaking his hands in something from a tube. Heck he did so right after he submitted to his date’s wishes, but before announcing to their table, “watch this everyone.”
Even if I wasn’t interested before, this guy changed the mood in the room entirely. Slowly, he leaned over and blew out the candle in front of him. He placed his hands out before him. He breathed out for a moment. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up. I was actually watching him do all this. When he opened his eyes, I could swear that he was looking straight at me. That’s when he snapped his fingers and the centerpiece candle relit itself up.
The guest jumped in their seats shouting, “That was amazing!”, “Impressive…”, and “Do it again! Do it again!”
What those guests saw was nothing. What I saw made me speechless. Because the guy made everyone focus on him, they didn’t see that candles from other nearby tables had also relit themselves. That guy had to be… no, that would be impossible.
“How did you do that,” one of the other male guest laughingly asked.
“Magic,” the firestarter winked and I believed him. It’s not like there aren’t weirder and wilder things in this world, right? Especially since Furries had unusual abilities like that too. It was illegal for them to use those abilities in public though. Was this guy one of them? If so, then he would be in trouble if the rest of those people figured it out.
That's it
Next Thursday will be a peak into Master's World…
:meh: and maybe by then someone can explain to me why I keep drawing Reece's head so big compared to his body.
I'm working on deciding a Patreon Exclusive comic to help attract new patrons. As such, i want everyone to give input as to which comic I should work on. As such, I have made sort of previews for each comic, starting with the first choice, Geymin's Dating Service. Or at least I tried. I kind of forgot that GDS cover did not feature the main characters on it. I mean, I wanted to, but the designs I had did not fit to the theme of the cover. Even so, the characters are shown in the thumbnail.
I'm also providing a little snippet of the unpublished story that the comic is based upon. The story, like the comic, is incomplete and there will be changes. One of these changes happens to be the character Danté/Reece. In the story below he's depicted as a blond and his original real name was going to be "Devlin/Damian", but I then designed him to have two tone hairstyle and that's also why I call him "Reece". His hair reminds me of Reese's Peices. As for why I call his fake name "Danté"… Um… I forgot that I called him Devlin in the story. :embarassed:
(Warning: I made this years ago…)
Job 1: “Starting Today, You are a Furry!”
The following is a quote from our founder, Richard Geymin:
{Originally, Geymin’s Dating Service was created as a joke. I used it as a way to get telemarketers off my back. That was until one of my good friends had been stood up. As a bit of a joke, I stood in as her date. We had a good laugh together. After the date, she joked further saying that I should do it for a living. She meant it as a joke as well, but it was not a bad idea in the long run. Right now, the Geymin’s Dating Service is home to many who could not obtain jobs elsewhere., some of us are a little more unique than others.
Today, forty years later, Geymin’s Dating Service has been here, longer than most of you were alive. Many of you still view us as a joke, but we have outgrown being a joke long ago. We have even out grown being just a business as well, even if what we do is ‘just business’. My boys and I, we have become a family. And I assure you… I intend to keep this family together for as long as I live. Then be taken up by my children, then by their children. As long as I walk this earth, we will be a safe haven for all who need us, no matter what you may think of us.}
~ Sourced from June 27, 142 A.C.
“Geymin Boarding House’s Protest Continues…”, Kernel City Garnet (newspaper clipping)
Today: Friday 9/2/192 AC
My name is Taylor Hagan. I’m 23 years old and have lost almost twice as many jobs, three of which were the past month alone. It’s not because of anything I did either. I wish that it had been something that I had done. I can’t clean. I can’t cook. I can’t even drive yet. This was my last chance to get rent for the next month, babysitting. Who would have thought that the one I’d be babysitting was a furry brat?
Furries, I could handle. They’re not much different than other humans. I’m not bigoted like some people who think that we (furries & nonfurries like myself) are different species entirely. Bratty on the other hand… now that’s a different story all together. This kid was spoiled rotten to the core and then some. I did everything I could to keep that brat under control and I got fired without pay. Guess why. Because that kid cried crocodile tears and lied his scaly butt off. Also I’m mostly being figuratively here, he was an alligator. Heaven forbid upsetting their future FFL champion. Bah! I hope that he gets stuck in Psi level for his entire life. (FYI: Psi Level was specifically created for Baby Furries. X (Chi) Level Furries are young beginners and so on.)
Not that it matters. The point is that I now had to make the decision between food or rent. There's no point in finding a job now. Minimum wage places have you work there for at least two or three weeks before they pay you anything. I had two or three days before my landlord would decide to call the N.A. (police) to escort me out of there. Less than that, since it was the end of the day. I figured, “Hey, I paid rent last month might as well spend what little Blambers (Cash) I have left on food… Starting with beer from the nearest bar.”
Well, I didn’t know where the closest bar was in this part of town. I wondered around aimlessly until I found the Finalis Hotel. They were known to have an open bar. So why not? The main lobby was hosting a party of some kind. I figured that it was a wedding. I didn’t really pay it any mind. Even if the bar had all of its alcohol reserved for the party that night, I didn’t mind. A couple hundred glasses of Moképop would still kill me.
Hours later, I couldn’t get over how happy everyone was at that party. Even after the music stopped and the rest of the guests were long gone, they were still laughing loudly. One table in particular was very popular. Surprisingly, it wasn’t the one that belonged to the bride and groom. I just so happened to look up at the digital clock over the bar, 11:57. I mean why not? I was watching it since ten twenty something.
“Okay, honey, do it, do it,” one female guest squealed clapping her hands.
“Okay-okay-okay,” her date caught my eye. There was nothing all that special about how he looked, for a wedding, at least. Slick blond hair, ironed white suit. Probably a neat freak considering he was constantly soaking his hands in something from a tube. Heck he did so right after he submitted to his date’s wishes, but before announcing to their table, “watch this everyone.”
Even if I wasn’t interested before, this guy changed the mood in the room entirely. Slowly, he leaned over and blew out the candle in front of him. He placed his hands out before him. He breathed out for a moment. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up. I was actually watching him do all this. When he opened his eyes, I could swear that he was looking straight at me. That’s when he snapped his fingers and the centerpiece candle relit itself up.
The guest jumped in their seats shouting, “That was amazing!”, “Impressive…”, and “Do it again! Do it again!”
What those guests saw was nothing. What I saw made me speechless. Because the guy made everyone focus on him, they didn’t see that candles from other nearby tables had also relit themselves. That guy had to be… no, that would be impossible.
“How did you do that,” one of the other male guest laughingly asked.
“Magic,” the firestarter winked and I believed him. It’s not like there aren’t weirder and wilder things in this world, right? Especially since Furries had unusual abilities like that too. It was illegal for them to use those abilities in public though. Was this guy one of them? If so, then he would be in trouble if the rest of those people figured it out.
That's it
Next Thursday will be a peak into Master's World…
:meh: and maybe by then someone can explain to me why I keep drawing Reece's head so big compared to his body.
Category Designs / Miscellaneous
Species Human
Size 504 x 756px
File Size 45.1 kB
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