You can even indicate that this is his studio.
Act two - the hero already has a huge room, and he invites guests inside. There are several tables outside where the drawings are placed in front of the pedestrians. The character lives in a room that looks like a garage. The game is interesting because it depends on the user whether the hero will manage to survive the next day, and if you do it well, you will be able to change his life and start a real career. The modelling career was fun while it lasted but it was not meant to be as I have once again become the cultivator I aimed to be from the beginning.Īrt is my crop and the supplies are my soil.Īnyway, business is pretty slow and we have an 80% discount on paint thinner this afternoon.From the title Passpartout - The Starving Artist it becomes clear that in the game you will have to play the role of an artist who draws pictures in order to sell them later, earning money for wine and baguettes. Now I continue his legacy by running the art supply shop. I knew what I had to do and promptly booked tickets to Phénix. Out of the blue disaster struck and my grandfather passed away, leaving his world-famous art supply store behind. The once sunny streets had now started bearing a striking resemblance to the loud and rancid streets of Paris. I had become the tangerine a polished product made for the consumption of the masses and a golden shell of my former self.Įvery crop has its season, however, and Milano had become the city I had tried to flee. I was taken in by the agency where I was cultivated, improved and shown off to the world. I packed my bags and left my life as a farmer to become part of the refined world. The money, the glamour, and a life of excess were all too tempting for me to pass up. At first I ignored the invitation but after two weeks of growing and perfecting tangerines in Corsica, I felt the modelling career calling out to me. With a hint of skepticism, I followed his advice and booked train tickets.īy complete chance, I was discovered by a modelling agency on the ferry ride and was invited to join them in sunny Milano. He recommended I move to Corsica to work as a humble tangerine farmer to gain some perspective and wisdom. I spoke with my wise grandfather about what to do. I needed a chance to grow and help others do the same. Here is my story so far:Īfter witnessing the rise of Passpartout I grew tired of the loud, rancid streets of Paris and wanted something more fulfilling a purpose.
You might be wondering what I've been doing since the events of the first chapter in the Passpartout saga.
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