"You're right! Let's show these losers how real transformation is done!"
Ty high fives himself and enters the theater. The massive theater was transformed into a futuristic dance club. Neon lights flashed
across the floor. Occasionally, smoke would puff from the vents on the floor. The seats were removed to create a huge but tiered dance
floor. The DJ's section was on the 2nd floor section.
Unsurprisingly, the female DJ had multiple arms in order to mix music. Her arms moved effortlessly as she scratched the virtual vinyl on
the 3 iPads in front of her. The dance floor was filled with all sorts of transformed people. Ty noticed that the women tend to have more
arms. The guys tend to have more heads.
"I wonder why that is" asks one Ty.
"I don't know. Hey there's the registration table." answers the other.
The registration table was located in the bar. Of course, the bar was closed and not serving alcohol.
"Bummer. The bar's closed" Ty sighed.
The guy managing the registration had five upper bodies connected at the waist. Two of his bodies were in row in the front. The other
three were at the back. The bodies share only 4 legs. The guy was incredibly chiseled and good-looking. All of his bodies were working
furiously to process the registrations and possibly other paperwork. They worked like clockwork. Each body seems to know what the
others want. No one had to speak audibly to each other. They probably had internal signals.
After taking care of 3 other people, Ty got his turn.
"Hello! Welcome to Freaks United! You must be new. I'm Shawn." says one of the bodies closest to Ty.
"Oh. Um. Hello I'm Ty" answered Ty using his left head. The Tys agreed that the left head will do most of the talking for now.
"Hey hello! What can I do for you?" asks Shawn.
"Tell me more about Freaks United. It has a weird acronym You do know how the acronym looks?" Ty answered.
One Shawn gives an exasperated sigh, "Yes we know how it looks. We're in the process of changing once we settle on a name. I still
say the new name should be 'Transformation Association.' It rhymes."
"That's a stupid name. As president, I can't live with that. Why not Changeling Union?" responds another Shawn.
"Really? That's what you can come up with. This coming from someone who can't even spell 'Shawn'" answers another of Shawn.
"I just think that we should spell our name S-E-A-N instead of S-H-A-W-N. Less letters, plus it's even."
"SHAWN & SEAN are too mainstream. It should be S-H-A-N-E."
"That's not even pronounced the same!"
"SHUT UP all of you!" commands the Shawn who was in middle of the body and while pointing at Ty, "Let's focus on the customer
please."
The other Shawns apologized to Ty. The middle Shawn continued, "Sorry about that. Busy day. Anyways back to your question: our
club celebrates the amazing ability of our bodies to grow extra body parts. Very handy. It's incredible that the human body can undergo
this some sort of asexual reproduction, or mitosis, or whatever you call it. Scientists can't really explain it."
Ty gave a little chuckle. He knows why the others are able to do that.
Shawn continues, "We're having a contest to see who can has the best skill in transforming in our city. You're gonna be judged on
speed, complexity and overall showmanship.
"We have the individuals section, which is further divided into Kids, Young Adults, Adults, and Seniors. We also have a groups section.
After the contest, we're gonna party all week long. This festival is gonna last for days! Here read this brochure. So what do you say?
Wanna enter?"