Clovis LeGrande’s wig shop, conveniently located across the street from the ACADÉMIE POUR LA COËFFURES DES DAMES. Clovis likes to keep an eye on his competition.
ACADÉMIE POUR LA COËFFURES DES DAMES
The famed school and hair salon of LEGROS DE RUMIGNY, where he taught aspiring hairdressers the techniques of his trade and where he made the French court look fabulous. It’s also the place to be to hear the latest gossip of the French elite! (This place was real! Look it up!)
Odette Dubray’s modern wig shop. Catering to the rich hoity-toity.
CHÂTEAU DE VERSAILLES
A symbol of French royalty’s wealth, stature and gratuitous nature, and the home of the French King Louie the XVI and his Queen Marie Antoinette.
World-famous auction house and dealer in valuable antiques.
Go Natives! This higher educational institution is a learning mecca within the city. It’s extremely reputable and overflowing with prestige and arrogance. The school is a special mix of the old and traditional, and state of the art technology. Teachers and students alike have the opportunity to expand their minds delving into the dusty crevasses of yesteryear or the glossy new technology of today. To attend and graduate from the hallowed halls of this educational institution means students, or parents, will take a massive hit in the pocket book. Ah, but the university boasts the best education money can buy. Go Natives!
BOB'S HAIRSTYLING AND PSYCHIC CENTER
Batman has his Batcave and Superman has his Fortress of Solitude; Bob Holbreck, a working class hero, has his barbershop. It’s the base of his operation. The shop is located in an older section of the city, in a neighborhood on the up-swing of urban renewal. It’s a popular part of town with many specialized boutiques, antique shops and eateries. Bob’s establishment is neat, retro, comfortable and a safe place to hang out and get a great haircut.
As Bob styles hair, he will build a psychic clientele. He will network and monitor paranormal activity. The shop will also act as a “safe” storage for many powerful or cursed artifacts that Bob acquires while working paranormal cases.
Bob can schedule appointments or handle walk-ins.
Oh, and he lives in the apartment above the shop.
An ominous old brick of a building where many a prison cell has been filled with the dredges of humanity, courtesy of the city’s elite police squad. On any given day or night it looks as though all Hell has broken loose in this around-the-clock bustle of good and evil. As it turns out, it’s just another typical day or night of dolling out justice in a city that never sleeps.
MONTANA GRANDE CEMETERY
This cemetery is older than the city. It’s ancient, mystical and scary. Vast rolling hills are filled with the extravagant marble mausoleums of the wealthy and the crumbling head stones of the forgotten. A place of relative peace and tranquility during the day, but, if one listens close, one might be able to hear whispers on the breeze and feel cold touches on the shoulder. At night, be warned; necromancers and spirits like to come out and play. It’s built over a Native American burial ground, which has severely angered the spirits. They make it known that trespassers are not welcomed. It’s bad medicine.
YE OLDEN BOOK STORE
It’s a haven for the literarily enthused and information hungry. Forget the internet or the library; this is where Bob goes to research, specifically within the haunted shelves of the occult section. The shop is loaded with many rare books and artifacts that will be used to gather information for Bob’s paranormal cases. The store is owned and operated by Bob’s oracle hipster cousin Stevie.
This rising landscape of mortar, steel and glass is a thriving cosmopolitan metropolis that never sleeps. It’s historical, diverse and an exciting backdrop for a new kind of hero. A city where the elite prosper and the down-and-out always have an alley way to seek refuge. The up-side of the metropolis is a sleek and expensive splendor. The rich spend extravagantly and live fast. The seedy underbelly of the city is a dark and brooding contrast. And, as usual, the middle class struggle to maintain an existence in between.
Is it a sentient parasite? Or cursed hair? Whichever, it’s legendary for occasionally attaching itself to a new host and making a bid for political power – always in service to its ultimate goal of plunging as much of the world as possible into chaos.
L'ART DE LA COËFFURES DES DAMES FRANÇOISES
Written and illustrated by LEGROS DE RUMIGNY, the world’s first manual for hairdressers. (Really! Look it up!).
BOB'S LUCKY SCISSORS
Bob’s scissors are not only his most important tool for sexifying his daytime clientele, but are also often the key to succeeding in his more dangerous work at night. Bob finds them easy to use as a focal point for his psychic energy. Why that is, he’s actually not so sure. Maybe the scissors’ inscription has something to do with it...
THE NECRONOMICON A.K.A. THE BOOK OF THE DEAD
Written by the “Mad Arib,” Abdul Alhazred. Good reading if you’re into tearing a hole in the fabric of the universe and unleashing the “Old Ones.”
Beware; studying this ancient manuscript can be dangerous. Those who have tried to unlock its secrets seem to meet an untimely demise.
THE HUX MEDALLION
No one knowns where it came from; no one knows how old it is or what it’s made of.
Those who are familiar with the legend of the medallion know that it is the prison of the mighty Hux, a ferocious beast that feeds on the life blood of humans.
Despite the value of the cursed medallion, it’s best to leave this pretty bauble buried in a dark keep forever.
THE TELL-TALE HEART
"Villains!" I shrieked, "Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!"
Nobody was more surprised than the Ajiuo’s manufacturer when this knockoff of William Fulds’ Ouija Board hit the market in 1910 – and worked exactly as advertised. A swift recall effort, led by the Psychic Union, succeeded in collecting and destroying the majority of Ajiuo Boards produced. However, a few are said to remain in the homes of private collectors.
THE STRAIGHT RAZOR OF SWEENEY TODD
You can only use a blade to slit so many throats before it starts to get a taste for it. Although the infamous barber who killed men and women in his shop and then had their bodies to be baked into meat pies is long dead, his weapon has continued to seek out new victims and handlers willing to help it claim them.