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When people enter a barbershop or salon the most extreme thing they think might happen is for them to leave with a bad haircut or styling, something that is annoying, but will grow out given time. 99 times out of 100 that is exactly what happens. However few people know there is a war, of sorts, going on and it is being waged by a secret cabal of salons, not on each other, but on everyday thought, everyday people. Some of these secret salons do what they do deliberately, others by accident, still others do it only as a means of entertaining themselves, while others do it with a deliberate agenda. They can be a single unique place or one of dozens of place, but they are out there. Where other salons are places of daily minor transformations the Secret Salons are places of amazing transformations. What are some of the Secret Salons you ask? What have they done to some people? Read below to find out: 1. Blonde For Glory Owner: Mitzi Von Ruhm Opened: February 14th 2005 Ambience: Bright, shiny while not overtly feminine, it gives that impression to some due to the color scheme, which is dominated by white, pink, hot pink, candy pink, crimson & silver, while the salon chairs are upholstered in faux leopard skin. Equipment: Regular beauty parlor equipment. Approach: Bright, happy, bubbly, up beat and friendly. Though some might think the salon is strictly for women it's not, nor is it advertised or presented as such, all are welcome and sought. I mean what guy wouldn't like having one of the golden 5 tend to their hair? Stylists: There are five; Mitzi Von Ruhm, Bonny Goldman, Angelique Ensoleill?, Heidi Sonnig, and Babet Du Gloire, each are a different opus to flaxen pulchritude, though it has to be admitted that they are also, going from Mitzi to Babet, kitschy, bimboish, outrageous, kittenish & sultry, but always ALWAYS blonde from Strawberry, to Platinum, to Wheat, to Dirty to True Golden. Notes: Though most people would not believe it today, Mitzi Von Ruhm has a double doctorate in chemistry; the former thin, drab, mousy brown haired scientist was working for a minor hair products company, looking for a less harsh way to bleach hair when she created Neon Injected Auxide Peroxide (N.I.A.P.) the compound worked better than they could have hoped for, unfortunately it also proved to have intense psychotropic and other effects, the cost of dealing with which was just to much for such a small company, so they not only dropped all research but laid off Dr. Von Ruhm as well. Convinced her discovery had value she cashed out her 401 K and started her own exploration of neon auxide. Having no one to try it on she used herself as a guinea pig. Mitzi soon found many new remarkable properties hidden in N.I.A.P. she also became mad as a hatter, but also a lot more fun. You lose a little you gain a little, at the end of her research the complex liquid gold, neon & oxygen isotope had turned the former dormouse into a blonde Amazon, who was not only effervescent but also had an astounding figure, to state it simply she is to Jane Mansfield what Jane Mansfield would be to the character called the Church Lady, and a genius to boot, driven by an eccentric notion about what needs to be done with her find. What she did was take the rest of her money and open Blonde For Glory and it's adjacent clothing shop Blonde & Determined. Having found that the effect of Neon Injected Auxide Peroxide could be varied due to the strength of the concentrate it was not long before she had her five helpers. Their mutual mania is, as Mitzi puts it "if blondes have more fun then more blondes would mean more fun, and fun is something the whole world could use more of!" While not all the clients of Blonde For Glory get the full treatment, at least 1 in 5 is given a "niap" with anywhere from a one-fifth to a full strength application, after which both a mental and physical trip ensues. The result can be as mild, at its weakest mix, to a formerly inhibited woman discovering her inner "blondatude" to, at full strength, a dark burly man being remade into a fair-haired all female stunners. After which a trip to the clothing shop Mitzi also owns, Blonde & Determined, sees to it that the choose ones leave in dresses at least mini, heels three inches at their lowest, and attired in the shiniest, tightest, and most colorful hose, dresses and blouses. 2. The Good Hairkeeping Show Owner: None, entities in establishment are a semi hive mind, they don't even altogether own or care about their own bodies much less a building. Opened: It all started the night before last, or years ago, they have a way of not hooking up with our time/space continuum exactly, so it's a little hard to say. Ambience: Appears to be a trendy retro 50's themed salon, sort of like Johnny Rockets, only with hair instead of burgers. Always found in an out of the way place, at night, open late, seemingly newly opened because no one has ever see it in that spot before, the outside is brightly lit, the front window fixed up so that the window frame makes it look like an old fashion television set. Inside is found a short, narrow single room with no bathroom or other visible doors other than the entrance. One gleaming barber chair behind which stands the barber, the chair faces a gray wall, where instead of a mirror, a long cloudy gray panel lit from behind glows like moon light. No waiting area, but is almost never anyone in the place. Equipment: What you would see in any barbershop from the 1950's, chairs, sinks, combs in blue water, driers etc. All very shinny and new as well as authentic looking, mainly because though quite new, it all did come from the 50's. Approach: While blathering on about stuff and non-sense with a vague 50's theme the customer is seated and asked what they want, as soon as they are finished the lights above the chair start to glow a bright magenta and the person in the chair goes into a trance. Stylists: Just one man apparently in his middle 50's, with a pot-belly, dark hair graying at the temples, horn-rimmed glasses, mustache, wearing a gray barber tunic and black trousers. Each he always sports a big grins with seemingly nothing behind it. He insists on calling all the men Buddy & all women Suzy-Q. They agree with almost everything the customer says, while otherwise speaking only in clich?s, movie & TV quotes, and non-sequiturs. Notes: The odd shop called the Good Hairkeeping Show, is in fact a UFO and the Barber is a UFO entity. Starting in the 40's and going until the middle 60's, the aliens, who come not from another planet, but another dimension that occupies the same space as Earth, and run the Show, spent their time gathering data, After doing this they found they could not understand what they had without adding the human mind to their equations. Searching for a way to lure a variety of humans into an environment where they could be susceptible to mental probing (the whole abduction thing having turned out to be a bust) they looked though their data and somehow came up with the Good Hairkeeping Show. Being able to totally convert from matter to pure energy and back to matter again, it was easy to form the "building" anywhere. Once they have someone in the shop and a chair they opt to skip the "probing" of the past, which had proved so unsuccessful, and instead convert the whole place, themselves and the customer into energy. After the information is extracted they return to our dimension and release the customers, sometimes in the same stop they were taken, sometimes far away. Thing is, for all their spying and work with humans the Others still just don't get humans or our varied ways of living. For some strange reason when the ship and its continents re-coalesce the humans come back changed. With both women & men being translated into women, seemingly from forms taken from images borrowed, changed and misinterpreted from television in the 50's, or 60's. The customers, now in a dazed state, wanders out to their homes, or some other seemingly familiar place, where for up to a week after the incident they comport themselves like themselves, but interpreted as their new forms. Eventually they come to themselves. The women are left with the mystery of why they felt the need to remake themselves into impersonations of June Cleaver, Laura Petry or Donna Reed, the men however find they have a great deal more adjusting to. 3. The Infrared Nova Implosion Styling Asylum Owners: The seven stylists. Opened: October 31, 2002 Ambience: Very modern and more than slightly strange to downright bizarre, With booths that range from bright colors & chrome, alongside ones that are black on black to one that looks like a transplanted forest, All with an overall Hogwarts meets Babylon 5 and does the Matrix look. The building housing the I.N.I.S.A. is two stories tall, quite large and owned by the seven who work there. Equipment: All the latest beautician equipment, as well as liposuction rooms, collagen injecting & molding facilities, hot tubs, steam rooms, a fully functional surgery, herbal storeroom, and other hard to describe rooms catering to the stylists 'extra' proclivities. Approach: Each stylist has his or her own unique one, all are very radical and/or fetish oriented, or at least weird as all get out by mundane standards, and more than a few non-mundane ones as well. Stylists: - Lady Cherry Crimson: A tall busty electric blonde who dresses in red, beautician, licensed plastic surgeon, & chaos magician. Cherry likes things bright, colorful and slick, her makeovers emphasize latex, rubber, and body augmentation. - Blaize Beige: A short dark brunette, Blaize dresses like a lady from high society in the 1880's, Beautician, Historian, & Ceremonial Magician. An expert in vintage styling and clothing, Blaize will not even consider clothing or hairstyles more resent than 40 years ago. Her Victorian makeover is practically striking, however she does use modern makeup techniques. - Madori Saffron Suzamoto: A petite sunny Japanese woman, Saffron is the best advertisement for her style, Beautician, Acupuncturist, & Zen Master. An expert in several little known Asian beauty practices from the secrets of the geisha to a Chinese 9 herb bath that works miracles, likes playing with people's stereotypical notions about Asia. Her specialties are a space age geisha and a Suzy Wong meets Aeon Flux look. - Blu Balzac: An dark, exotic looking man Blu has seeming never buttoned a shirt all the way to the top in his life, Beautician, Pharmacologist, Cosmetologist, & Psychic Surgeon. Part French, part Filipino, & part Brazilian Indian, Blu is an actual psychic surgeon, as well as the only man in the Asylum, prefers a wild untamed styling look. Macho to the max, he still has issues with men who display what he considers overly macho behavior. Blu is known, with those he likes anyway, to offer a special herb, mushroom blend that brings out the WILD side of a person for a night or two. - Mother Olive Verdant: A tall woman between 260 to 340 pounds, which she carries very well, Olive has thick auburn hair that reaches to the middle of her back and always wears flowing dresses, Beautician, Masseuse, Herbalist, Nutritionist & Druid. The voluptuous and earthy Mother Verdant hates what she feels is an unnatural modern fixation on thinness and as such tends to encourage healthy appetites in her clients, she has been known to administer (for their own good) an herbal facial that temporally slows down the metabolism of the client for up to a month so that they quickly gain from 50 to 60 pounds, while at the same time stimulating the hair to grow as much as four times faster for the same period. - Raven Starry Nightshade: At 6' 2" and only 118 pounds, the black, indigo, and dark maroon garbed and Mediterranean complexioned Raven always wears ether floor length dresses or cat-suit & boot ensembles, Beautician, Hypnotist, & Medium. Obsessed with celebrity, she tends to work based on what she feels is advice from the spirits of stars of the past and even the souls of still living ones, as such there is rarely one of her clients who gets out of her chair without finding they have ether the flavor of a person well known for being famous, or are now a dead ringer for anyone from Veronica Lake, to Cher, to Diana Ross, to Madonna to May West. This can be somewhat disconcerting to some customers, practically the male ones, yet she somehow seems to talk them into thinking it's a good idea. - Silver Snowshine: Raven's twin sister, but you would hardly know it by looking at her, with her shaved hair and skin seemingly bleached to almost whiteness of an albino, Silver also mirrored contact lenses of her own design, Beautician, Nurse, Weird Scientist and Tran-humanist. Silver was her own first customer in applying her beyond the cutting- edge style, futuristic to almost to the point of being surreal, head shavings, body dyeings, metal applications, & piercing are her specialties. She has developed a unique technique that involves the application of a specially treated 'living latex' that adheres, sweats and moves in response to the person wearing it, if you see someone who seems to be a humanoid badger or android they are more than likely a client of Silver. Notes: The staff of the Infrared Implosion Nova Asylum is not just people who work there, they members of a strange coven that has found a unique way to promoter their peculiar agenda, namely introducing what they call Dynamic Positive Chaos into the lives everyone they can, whether the client knows or agrees with this goal or not. 4. The Luminescent Temple of Celestial Beauty, Health, & Repose. Owner: Silent owner who's name is unknown to the public, however rumor has he is a tall, lean, high-shouldered gentleman with a brow like Shakespeare and a face like Mr. Spock, with a close-shaven skull, long, who though Chinese has eyes of a magnetic true cat-green. Three women, Zhou Lang Tiao, Saruwatari Sachiko & Lavanya Preetmeen, handle Day to day running of the spas Opened: 14 shops, all opened May the 23rd 2004, with 2 each in California, Hawaii, & London, 1 each in Seattle Washington, Atlanta Georgia, Boston Massachusetts, Manhattan, Edinburgh, Scotland, Lyon, France, Bremen, Germany & Sydney, Australia. Ambience: Very up-scale spas with mini waterfalls, black silver veined marble, silk screens, tastefully decorated with a variety of Asian themes. Equipment: Cutting edge beautician equipment, hot tubes, mud baths, steam rooms, Japanese baths, many private areas. Also has an on-sight herbal shop with rare and exotic blends, clothing boutiques, as well as unique devices unknown to science found only at the Temples. Approach: Pampering total service in a calm atmosphere of incense, subtle meditative music and low lighting. Stylists: Each spa has dozens of employs, run by three traveling supervisors each of whom also heads a department controlling such things as Ayurvedic healing procedures and advanced, otherwise unknown, yoga techniques from India, lost acupuncture & Chinese herbal treatments, Japanese massage and the like. Notes: While the spa / salons appear to the world to be just places were people go to have themselves pampered, they have a secret agenda to correct what the owner feels is wrong with the world, to much power in the West, with Western way of life and philosophy far to prominent in the world. To correct this mistake the salons first change their customers physically into Asian, evenly dividing the transformations between Chinese, Japanese & Indian, with an occasional patron treated to conversion into a Korean, Thai or Polynesian. At the same time influence is put on their minds so that this happens without concern to them, while the "proper" culture of their new appearance is induced. Their original subjects were all women, when this proved successful, they started offering their services to men as well. Oddly their techniques, while just as successful, also had the effect of turning those men into Asian women. They have not yet been able to correct this, and so are continuing letting the new transformations take place and working from there. Not yet ready to try this plot out on a large scale, the eleven "Temples" which take in only a small clientele, are really large, well- financed experimental laboratories with the work in progress goal of finding a way of transforming Westerners, mind, body & soul into Asians. After this is done the transformed people are relocated to start new lives, if needed, while loners are just let go back into their new old life. The final goal however, once the process is perfected, is to start large-scale transformations in the most Westernized parts of Asia. 5. Metropollination Style Shop Owner: Debby Holly Opened: September 19th 1994. Ambience: Modern with a unisex style. Equipment: Normal beauty shop equipment, with a really standout sound system piped directly to the chairs. "Sorry no we can't turn it off." Approach: Metrosexual & Unisexual, lots of ferns. Stylists: 12 on rotating basis, most just ordinary beauticians, 3 however are in on Debby's secret and are playing along with enthusiasm. - Debby Holly: Debby, a friendly vivacious blonde who looks much younger than her 32 years, was not always a stylist, believe it or not she started out as a brilliance sound engineer who discovered the secret of real subliminal messaging, not the bunk that some have sold pushed over the years, but for real, deep and powerful. Having deep issues with the male half of the population Debby had an idea went to beauty school and opened her shop, thereafter weirdness ensued. Debby works only on men. - Jim Tim Coffee: One of the few stylists at the shop who have been trained how to program Debby's remarkable sound system. While he plays along with Debby's agenda, he also like taking it on a different path and playing not only with men's genders, but also people's views of age, and nationality, turning so-called WASPS, women and men, into Jewish mothers, gypsies, or sexy seemingly elderly woman. - Ginger O'Hara: Ginger works on men or women and likes playing with race. - Suzy Tillburg: Specializes in taking very up-tight men and women and inducing considerable, nay excessive "funk." Notes: While the shop has gained a reputation of being at the forefront of the so-called metrosexual movement, which it more or less is, Debby's real goal is to make changes in a few select clients. This is done though number of methods, the most powerful of which is the sound system she discovered, which unknown to the person listening to the music preprograms them in a most profound way, slowly and surely while their looks are changed by the stylist the subliminal sounds changes their minds so that it seems a normal as can be. After a time going to the Metropollination there are even physical changes, just as it has been shown that deeply hypnotized people told they are being burned will have there skin turn red, Debby's sound system is able to cause those exposed to it are remolded to an amazing extent, so that while they are still male, it's often very hard to tell. And so day after day, Debby and her team, slowly and profoundly remake into creatures of feminine style, grace and beauty, while other changes are worked on women in alignment with the peccadilloes of the stylist, though the use of their skills and Debby's sound system. 6. Nuestro pequeno proyecto Owner: No owners as these are at most only now and then affairs. Opened: Happened for the first time sometime in the 80's or 90's. Ambience: Friendly and casual as these are always set up in homes, or perhaps in a booth in an open-air market. Equipment: What could be found in most any home. Always with a lot of food, in fact you can come just for a dish or jar of peppers to take away and ignore the rest. Approach: Off hand, word of the Nuestro pequeno proyecto is always spread by word of mouth or at least so it seems, most of the clientele come in via seeming coincidence. Stylists: Almost always an older woman, though she may be helped by two or three other younger women. As these are at most only now and then things there are many different women who have set them up as needed, none are permanent establishments. Notes: Years ago the brujas or witches of Mexico, South America & North America ran into a dilemma, due to religious teachings and/or modernism none of the local young women were willing to take up their life and learn what they had to teach. As such a tradition that had lived for centuries started to die out. The answer to this was found though the use of a plant kept secret from the rest of the world, the Sangbrujero. Dark magenta, the sangbrujero pepper is a challenge to eat by even the boldest aficionado of spicy foods, if that is they could get hold of them in the first place. They however are kept the exclusive property of the Sisterhood, because of a unique property they have, along with their intense tang, Sangbrujero peppers have the ability, to rewrite the DNA of those exposed to it ether by eating or applied as a component in a soap or shampoo. Not only that but the DNA of the people exposed to it is rewritten based on the place where it is grown and the people who grew it. The brujas found that if they grew the peppers in their homelands and fed it with the monthly gift given to women of the right age, those who ate the pepper were not only transformed into women like those who contributed this blood, but found their age at least halved, as well as finding new thought patterns imprinted and already held patterns overwritten or suppressed. Simply put, those who eat the peppers or are otherwise exposed to its piquant insides find themselves changed into Latino or Native women. To replenish their ranks the brujas and medicine women started what came to be called Nuestro pequeno proyecto. Looking for likely candidates, almost always non-Native or Latino people, and mostly men the witches set it up so that the person is given soap infused with the pepper pulp, or find a way to wash their hair with a shampoo suffuse with sangbrujero, at the same time it is made sure the person chosen ingests some of the hometown peppers. Within 24 hours this person will find that not only are they now profoundly physically changed, but also a combination of the pepper's mysterious properties and acts preformed by the brujas have seen to it that the person is able to only speak the secret language of the witch women. All other known languages, spoken & written are suppressed. Compelled to seek out the elder bruja, the training of a new student starts and new lifeblood is injected into the Old Ways. After a time the changed person finds their old language skills returning, along with all the other languages and skills held by the women who grew the peppers, though oddly a distant accent of the person's new people seems to develop. Strange and perhaps convoluted the Nuestro pequeno proyecto has lead to the revival of a dieing practice, but after all, a bruja has to do what a bruja has to do. 7. The Place Owner: The Wulfguda Nest Opened: October the 31 2001 New Orleans on Sang Perdu de Lupe Lane a poorly lit little visited side lane Ambience: A 'glamour' is cast by the entities in The Place that causes each person who enters to see what is most likely to put them at ease, whether it be an old country style barber shop or exclusive trendy beauty salon that seems to have come directly from Alabama, Brooklyn or France, depending on that person's wants. Two or more people entering at the same time will see different views of the same place. A few rare individuals, with a particular mindset, will see The Place and it's inhabitants just as they are. Equipment: None. While the illusion says The Place is well equipped, in actuality there is not a single instrument in the place for dealing with hair, unless you count the leather or velvet upholstered Queen Ann chairs and chase lounges. Also present are bookshelves, tables, objects d'Art, & walls covered in indigo velvet. The Place is dim, the only light coming from two large rocks of natural salt, which have been hollowed out so that low wattage bulbs can be placed inside, giving the room a subtle red tinged glow. Approach: Whatever the clients seems to think it should be in fitting with what they think they see. Stylists: None, though there are however to be found each night anywhere from one to seven creatures of the night lounging about. Notes: The Place is not a barbershop or hair salon, no matter what those who walk in might think. The Place is actually a feeding ground for a nest of vampires controlled by someone known only as Wulfguda (rough translation Wolf God.) The Master and his git are, for their kind anyway, rather mellow and kindhearted, The Place was set up so they would not have to hunt in the old manner, and has proven so successful in bringing in "customers" they have not had to drain any of their prey for years. This leisure has lead to the awaking of something Wulfguda had forgotten he had, a sense of humor. Shape shifters the vampires also have the ability to transfer this trait to those they are drinking from, all under the complete control of the nospheratu doing the drinking. Not just physically, but down to their last atom, taking them to mist form the undead in control can then reshape their victim from the inside out even to their clothing. Having been made during the real era now known as the Gothic Period, as were many of his nest, Wulfguda and his 'krew' find the modern use of that word amusing, as such they like playing with the style. When a customer comes in and sets in what they think is a salon chair, one of the Nest feeds on them, taking in a pint, near the end they and the host mist and the wampire has his or her fun. Soon the blood donor has been reshaped, usually as their play on a 'Goth' though sometimes other forms are picked as the whim takes them, so far the forms have all been ether female or at least very androgynous. The vampire then uses their ability to control human minds to implant and erase thoughts as they feel are needed. So that the next morning a former 6 foot, 2 inch, 250 pound, balding man who came in wearing jeans & plaid flannel, wakes a pint low, to find he is a 5-foot tall, 100-pound Goth girrl with four feet of ash gray hair, or a radical looking girl punk, or even some bizarre female figure born from the morbid imagination of the joking undead, At the same time this hypothetical Joe Blow, while still knowing full well his Joe Blow self, finds that no matter how hard he tries, she cannot bring herself to call herself anything other than Moon Bloodwing or the like. Well, I said Wulfguda had rediscovered his sense of humor, I didn't say it was a very nice one. 8. Rob Inpuck's Transformations Super Salon OWNER: Rob Inpuck, who is really the being known as Robin Goodfellow, Puck, Pwca, Pouk & dozens of other names for over a thousand years. AMBIENCE: Pleasant and upscale or so it would seem, filled with lush green plants, spring & wild flowers, that never seem to wilt, and a strange silvery aura, almost to subtle to notice, that fills the "salon" like a mist. OPENED: Sometime during the reign of Elizabeth I. EQUIPMENT: Not much, what is seen is mostly just for show, it appears that these scissors, combs, bowls & mirrors are made from silver, gold, alabaster, crystal. APPROACH: Dreamy, any human who comes in instantly goes into a waking R.E.M. state, white at the same time feeling the need to unburden all their thoughts, worries and ambitions to those in the salon. STYLISTS: Led by Puck, who appears to be a short slight blond man, never without a smile, which seems to have something hidden behind it, All the other stylists are various Brownies, Pixies, Dryads, Hobgoblins, & Fairies in human guises. NOTES: The events described in William Shakespeare's a Midsummer Night's Dream, are based loosely on fact, and they are still going on. Today, as the Fay have been noted to do forever, the seeming look of the Good People, clothing, deportment and furnishings have changed so it reflects, without copying, the modern human world at large. One thing that has not changed however is that "Rob Inpuck" as he calls himself now, and whom Shakespeare's informant knew as Puck, still loves an elaborate joke at the expense of the fools who call themselves humans. The hapless people who wander into the realm of Fairy, which in this instance is hidden not as a verdant mound of earth or forest glen, but as a modern hair salon, find their hearts, minds, bodies & life situations changed beyond recognition. Loves, hates and desires open, hidden and even those people hid from themselves, are played with, changed and made manifest by Puck and the other Fair Folk with him. Some of these changes last for only a night, others for years, sometimes forever, assuming the tricked person survives the marry prank of these ethereal pranksters at all. While the Fairies know about the contemporary world, emulating it, and to an extent even corrupted by it, they still alien by most mundane human reckoning, it's also of note that they still speak in something like iambic pentameter, though this has started fall away, or even degrade in it's quality. Whatever the case, those who pass though the portal of Rob Inpuck's Transformation Super Salon invariably finds themselves changed in astonishing ways, because not only are their body's at the mercy of their enchantments, but also their hearts, and souls. 9. Sister's June's Styling Salons Inc. Owner: June N'Baku (Born Tammy June Blasco) Opened: First time August 14th 1966. Closed Feb. 2ed 1973 single shop. Second time with string of 9 shops across the country April 20th 2005. Ambience: During first run very hip Right On, in your face Afrocentric, return to the Mother Land, and radical. Second incarnation more discreet in its approach while still explicit its African theme much more low key. Equipment: Normal equipment found in beauty salon, though with a number of products such as herbal drinks and treatments unique to the salons. Approach: "There's no backing out of going black", and "All people came from Africa in the beginning, let's return them," seems to be the mottos of Sister June and her staff. All processes are geared to the distinctive goal of Africanizing clients or the embrace of natural African hair styling in black women. Stylists: Dozens, one third of whom are black, one third are white and one third whites who have been transformed into black people, while all the staff is female 20% of the latter are also former males. Notes: In 1965 while part of a study program, botany student June Blasco discovered that a rare plant that grew in the Sudan had the peculiar property of being able to rewrite the DNA of those who ingested it so that the avataric remnants of all mankind's African origins are ignited changing that person so that that they appear to be African no matter how they looked before. Like so many students of that era June was involved with the radical movement of the time, as such she kept her discovery secret and on graduating returned and got samples of the plant to cultivate in America and opened her first shop. It was not long before she also discovered that the plant also induced a highly suggestive state so that each time someone was exposed to it they were so suggestible that reprogramming was unavailable. While this kept her former white clients from making a scene she still ran into trouble because of her radical stance and her large shipments of unknown plants from Africa. Shutting down and running to the Caribbean. There she spent the next 30 years researching the plant, along with discovering a number of other plants in other areas of Africa that had similar properties she also was able, though crossbreeding able to induce other effects, so that when she reopened the much more low-key shops the variety of transformations possible were greatly increased. For the most part the salons are places for black women to have their hair done, however all are welcome and some effort is made to bring other people man and women in, whatever the case after a time these other clients also become black women coming in to have their hair done as well. 10. The Traveling Hippodrome of Hair OWNER: Started by Cyrus Cobb AMBIENCE: Circus like, Housed in two large red & white-stripped tents with accompanying trailers for the personnel and a Taylor shop clothing storage area, floors of the tents are whatever happens to be where set up with the addition of wooden planks and sawdust. All calculated to give the feel of being at the circus. All designed to be quickly and easily moved. OPENED: Hard to say, Cyrus says he started developing his "hobby" as early as 1979, details however are unclear, the Hippodrome started it's travels sometime in 97. EQUIPMENT: A few well cared for but old fashion barber chairs, portable sinks, old style bonnet type hair dryers, and a large cotton candy machine. APPROACH: During the day seems friendly but hardly ever staffed or busy, gives the impression of a quirky idea that is just not making a go of it. Purports to be a traveling business of circus and fair fans that all just happened to be barbers, and beauticians. The Hippodrome is a way for them to both ply their trade while traveling the world looking for circuses and expositions to visit. STYLISTS: - Cyrus Cobb. A tall thin man in his middle 50's he sports a handlebar mustache and van dike beard. Barber, amateur chemist & botanist, Trained as a barber Cobb is the one most likely to be found in the tent during the day. His main function is as the leader and motivating muse of the groups after hour's activities. He doesn't do must of the work they do, but he supervises almost all of it. Likes to dress like a ringmaster. - Hoo-Ha! Unknown by any other name and never seen unless in full clown costume & make-up (if it IS makeup) 'clowns' around throughout the day entertaining the few customers who wander in. In charge of the clownifacation of the unwary. - Yum-Yum. Beautician & Hoo-Ha's constant female clown companion. - Sadie Lowinstetter. Beautician. Large brassy woman who sports a huge bouffant hairdo, after hours gives extreme hairstyles as well as "beefing up" people in tent # 2. - Golda 'Granny' Tennant. Cosmetician, Seamstress, & Taylor. A tall, thin, severe iron-gray haired older woman Granny is one of the fastest and most talented wonderworkers with a needle & thread or sewing machine in the world. - Hoyt McLoskey. Chemist. A little person, Hoyt runs Tent #2. - Mike. A quiet giant at 6 foot 9 inches, he is a fast cobbler as well as the general handyman & jack-of-all-trades of the Hippodrome. All the people involved with the Hippodrome are noted for having a 'peculiar' look in their eyes. NOTES: A longtime circus buff and wannabe, Cyrus grew up in a town in Florida, by a swamp, that was the summer home for a couple of circuses. One day in his youth while exploring in the swamp he started to notice animals with odd properties, blue frogs, possums with two tails, stray hound dogs the size of house cats etc, after a while he found that these animals had been normal until they had eaten from a mossy looking fungus growing on a stump in the wetlands. Taking some and cultivating it in a shed behind his house and playing with it, he eventfully found that the stuff had amazing properties that could cause changes in fully-grown animals, all animals. After some experimenting he also found that if other chemicals or compounds were added to a slush made from the fungus the result of these changes could be controlled... to an extent. Eager to try it out on someone he mixed a few random things into a broth of the weird mold, snuck into a neighbor's house and spiked their milk. Soon the small town was aghast at the news that for some reason the Hoagland family, father, mother, 17-year-old daughter & 11-year-old son had spontaneously started to sprout long auburn hair all over their entire bodies. Hair that grew thee times faster than normal! Otherwise unchanged the family eventually ended up becoming a sideshow act called the Amazing Yeti Klan. This awakened a peculiar peculiarity in Cobb; the whole thing excited him in an unwholesome manner, heading for barber collage Cyrus spent most of his free time experimenting with different mixtures of the fungus and testing it on "volunteers." As odd as his hobby was he still managed to find others who shared his interest. Shortly after the experiment that lead to Hoo-Ha!, who reacted to it better than anyone had a right to, they were struck with an inspiration and formed a partnership, selling their homes and everything they owned they set out as the Traveling Hippodrome of Hair. Over the years they picked up a troop of people who told themselves they were curing people of the deadly curse of ordinariness, they really are just people who like messing with others. Appearing as an oddly themed traveling salon that offers the novelty of having a haircut or one's hair done in a circus atmosphere, they are really looking for people to "improve." Not above abducting people, their method is to find people they like, follow them and knock them out with gas or drugs and then do their thing. This can range from as mild as Sadie just giving some woman who struck her as "haughty" a puffed out orange or purple perm and a tacky tawdry exchange of clothing, to their being taken to Tent # 2 where a number of full emersion vats are found, from there the person taken in can leave in a variety of ways, depending on what is mixed with the fungus. The three most used are, the person being turned into a real life version of a clown, being shrunk into a little person, or having anywhere from 100 to 250 pounds added to their weight, however there are many other mixtures in their bag of tricks, with some startling changes, many of which are surprises even to them, there are still legends about the people that went though Tent #2 during their "carnie overdrive" period. After this the still unconscious person is taken to tent #1 where Sadie gives them a head to foot makeover in fitting with the new them, while all this is going on Granny is ether picking the right clothing for the new them, or she and Mike are altering what they were wearing so that a 5' 7" inch woman can pass out and awaken to find she is now 3' 8" and yet still in the same party clothes she had on. They are then taken back to where they were snatched from so they can wake up in familiar surroundings, to a very unfamiliar new self. The source of dozens of urban legends, the Traveling Hippodrome of Hair however is stranger than the myths they have engendered. 11. The Tonya Harding Memorial Hardware Store & Beauty Parlor OWNER: Sally June Shackler AMBIENCE: Kitschy and "redneck chic," smell of sawdust fills the air, place is fairly warm, as the AC is low powered, with the main cooling coming from to large fans that set above the front door and back dock port, which is almost always open. Country music plays loudly from the stereo, the walls are decorated with confederate flags, stuffed catfish, and pictures of NASCAR drivers, old country & western stars and a framed large one of Tonya Harding. The beauty parlor consists of a sink, large mirror and one chair. OPENED: January 6th 2004 EQUIPMENT: Sinks, hair-driers, scissors etc, nothing special, the chair is an old cast off barber chair, seemingly held together mainly by force of habit and duct tape, though it should be noted, this is the only salon in the world that has access to a belt sander if needed. APPROACH: There are three employees in the shop, most of the time they are dealing with the hardware part of the business, however if anyone goes to the B.P. section one of the three will imminently come over. STYLISTS: - Sally June Shackler, 23 years old, 5' 10", 115 pounds, dyed blond hair with brown roots showing, almost always wears tight cut-off jeans, loudly colored cowboy boots, sleeveless work shirt tied at the waist, and a gray Stetson with an electric blue hatband. Loud and aggressive but friendly. - Bethany Dawn "B.D." Cooper, 19-year-old high school dropout, 5' 1", 90 pounds, short curly strawberry blond hair, cute with freckles, & buckteeth, though short and thin still wears dresses, usually very, in bright contrasting primary colors that seem one size to small for her, no bra, colored pantyhose of a color that clashes with the dress and shoes with high stacked heels to try and seem taller. Otherwise shy and coy. - Nadine "Honey" Berry. 28, years old, 5' 5", 198 pounds. Long dark brown hair piled high, lots of makeup, chubby with most of her weight seemingly in her behind & breasts, the later of which she tends to pummel her customers with. Wears slacks and is the only one to wear a beauticians smock, though cut so it still shows off her cleavage. Insists everyone call her Honey. Notes: Two events of great personal importance took place in the life of 12-year-old Sally June Shackly, living in Bughphuck Alabama in 1994, one was her shock at the fall of her heroine, Tonya Harding due to events she would never believe were her fault, the other was her being bitten by a radioactive crawdad she had caught in the runoff water from a local leaky nuclear power plant. The former lead to her general outlook and opinion about the media in general and life & fashion in particular, the later lead to a lot of other people finding themselves in enlightenment if not agreement with those opinions weather they liked it or not. The effects of the eradiated crustacean were unknown to her, and did not develop until many years after the initial bite, by that time Sally June had graduated, along with her two friends Bethany Dawn "B.D." Cooper, & Nadine "Honey" Berry, from Mz Picket's Beauty, Upholstery & Tractor Repair Collage and were all unsuccessfully looking for work. Sally's failure due in part to her insistence on wearing "inappropriate working attire," but mostly because she's not that good a beautician. Things changed when Sally came into a large amount of cash due to her father's death in a contraction accident, he having been crushed under a pile of large metal pipes when he tried to steal some them starting at the bottom of the pile, however to keep the fact that the company had been so lax about security that he could walk in after midnight when he did, they paid the remaining Shacklys' a handsome sum. Taking her cut Sally opened The Tonya Harding Memorial Hardware Store & Beauty Parlor, where along with a wide range of tools, paints, and other contrivances you will find a recess between the nail-guns and loose plywood that is a fully functioning beauty parlor. Hiring her two friends to work in the Shop / Parlor, that seemed to be the end of things, however it was at this time that the other important event in her life took hold, the radioactive crawdad juice that had been cooking for years in her blood came to life, at the same time due to a mixing of blood during a razor cut lesson in their school days her two friends also gained the same abilities, to a lesser extent, that Sally June had. The strange effect was that, unknown to the three, they had started to emit, though their sweat, and the AC in the Shop is at best only spotty, something never seen before by science, a micro organism that on being introduced to another host body, not only rewrites the DNA of the victim but also somehow carries information that affects their minds. Unnoticeable and waiting, sometimes for months, to activate the 'crawbabe' slowly change the person in extraordinary ways. Internally, a sudden craving for Yoo-Hoo soft drinks shows this, Moon Pies and boiled peanuts, this however is only the crawbabes microbe building up reserves for the big change. This happens when the victim comes down with what seems to be a bad flu, The person who gets up however is what most unenlightened people would call a White Trash girl, Redneck woman or hillbilly vixen. Not only are they physically changed, with the girls as the template, but their bodies as the base it works from, their minds are affected as well, with their speech patterns forced into the cadence used by the three women, along with their taste in food, clothing, make-up, hairstyles, music & general deportment, while they still have their old memories of themselves, and they are somewhat recognizable versions of their former selves, they are changed over into these new younger versions of themselves, they just can't help it. This however went completely unnoticed by the 444 citizens of Bughphuck because few of the local women use the place, most of the 'proper ladies' going to the Style Hatch and those that did come, such a change was just more of the same, and though they bought the hardware the men all patronized Grubbers Barber Shop in Riddly. Until that is, the new Interstate was built almost though the middle of town and busy people, tired from long travel from the east and west, stop off in the quaint little town, so different from what they know, for some gas, refreshment and a look around. That the world's only hardware store beauty parlor is the one place they all visit goes without saying. There men and women from all over the world are only too happy to get a cut or wash along just so long as with a picture goes with it to commemorate the experience. A picture that later proves to be useful in remembering their old selves. (I will be basing stories on these salons; also others are invited to use them as well, giving characters of their own or pop culture characters encounters with one of the secret salons,)