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Post by Torashiki Cheshire on Nov 30, 2023 4:30:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame4"] [attr="class","lowe3quote"] [attr="class","lowe3quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe3reescroll"] The city had been left desolate at the end of the world. Empty streets, perhaps some vicious mockery of what many innercity drivers wished for, one of the starkest contrasts of the warped city. Empty didn't mean there was no one living in it—or to speak of what new nightmares stalked the alleys and skyscrapers. Then there were the familiar haunts: people looking to make easy cash.[break][break]
If you traveled far enough south along the remnants of the bridges and highways you would find people who would pay well for ready-made steel, aluminum, copper, you name it. The metals that ran the world were difficult to smelt in a normal apocalypse. They were at an even greater premium with gamified mechanics turning mines into monster spawns or worse. Junker didn't think it was worth the effort with the shell of the old world still surrounding the new. He wasn't the only one to think that, apparently, as he noticed there seemed to be several other groups rifling around the bridges into the city along the shorter buildings circling the edges of the two rivers. Squat neighborhoods far from up or downtown and the suburban islands weren't exactly safe but had better sight lines and escape routes. All that and a handful of crews dragging whatever useful bits of metal they found to red wagons and shopping carts.[break][break]
Each of these groups had one thing in common: there was always one person whose job it was to watch the haul. Everyone else in the group would walk into collapsing boroughs, ramshackle town houses, and holey two-story single family homes, except for the one person whose job it was to play watchman. The worst job of doing nothing while having to be completely alert.[break][break]
Even if it was the worst job for a group of scavengers they created the great scent of opportunity, apparently. There was, after all, just one watchperson you had to get the past to enjoy all the hard work of some weary group of none-the-wiser salvagers. Just one dude was all they had to deal with to make a big and easy, no hassle, pay day. There was only the problem of finding the right person who was left with the worst job and then yoinking their cart and making a mad dash or, perhaps, more surreptitiously depriving them of the best pieces of scrap.[break][break]
"Yuuup. Just thaaat easy."[break][break]
Junker was already upset. Considering the first person he'd seen that day that wasn't his "friend" thought the skateboard he'd been pushing everywhere all day shouldn't belong to him. It all the rare bit of luck he'd have in the day to find a skateboard that he could even roll around and it was gone just like that. Instead of a dynamic ride he had to push a crappy cart with a wheel that wouldn't bend into line and was missing its gate. Every couple of steps he had to use his knees to push the one or two other pieces of okay looking metal that they'd just happened past back into the cart.[break][break]
"What about that one?" He said after a long stretch of cart pushing. He pointed down the fractured road to a large woman standing over a chain of foldable bucket carts. There wasn't a full haul yet in those carts but enough for Junker to feel satisfied for a day's stealing.
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 30, 2023 10:53:37 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] There was no way in hell that Gleeford was going to do a hard day's work. At least, not willingly. He had seen the numerous groups skulking about collecting junk, but had never paid it any heed. Now that he knew there was some lame townie looking to buy the scrap? He couldn't wait to deprive one of these losers of their blood sweat and tears. They were just supposed to bring back scrap, and it wasn't specific how they had to come about it. That left plenty of room for very willful interpretation.
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"Eh? Her?" Gleeford squinted his eyes at the target. She was quite tall, which may have been imposing, but he couldn't see any weapon. That didn't mean it was a safe target, but that was definitely a check mark in the right direction. Unfortunately, he couldn't see any of her group. That left him uneasy. It wouldn't do to jump a target right as their peers returned. That would not end well, especially if they ended up being stronger than him. Gleeford had learned a lot from his conversation with Rojin. He had to be careful because you never know what kind of fucked up abilities someone will whip out.
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"Seems like a good sized haul for us. It's not so much they'll risk their life for it, but it's enough to meet our quota. Keep an eye out, and pretend to be working. Over there, that fence is all tangled and stuck in those bushes. Let's just pretend to be dragging that scrap out, and when we see a chance, we can pounce." Gleeford was rubbing his palms together as he spoke. The hooligan had no qualms acting cartoonishly evil. Plus, it wasn't exactly warm. The palm rubbing was fun and practical, as the friction helped ward off the brisk air.
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"You may have a knack for this. You instantly found someone who was almost as much of a chump as you. Must be loser instinct." Gleeford would give the runt a slap on the back, before turning and heading towards the mangled fence. It was obvious why the fence had been left there. It would be a ton of work to actually dislodge it, and because it was so thin, there wasn't actually that much metal. Good thing they were just pretending in order to ambush their target.
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Post by Torashiki Cheshire on Dec 1, 2023 3:29:42 GMT
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[attr="class","frame4"] [attr="class","lowe3quote"] [attr="class","lowe3quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe3reescroll"] There was no chance of sneaking up on her.[break][break]
Junker had managed to get one of the good wheels on the shopping cart stuck in between the broken street and shattered sidewalk. He was rattling the cart, a vintage stamped sheet metal car and rusted out weather vane slamming against each other and the sides, in an attempt to get it free when it suddenly lurched out of the rut and everything turned over and out.[break][break]
Junker listened as Gleeford blabbed instead of helping him collect the meager collection of cover scrap again. Their shopping cart now had two busted wheel and skidded forward while turning. "Yeah, lets play it like we're hapless scavengers that aren't even a threat. He said completely unironically. He mostly dragged the cart over to the fence. Completely aware of the occasional glimpses from the sentry watching over her team's treasures. His haggard breaths filled the air until their rhythm was thrown off by a sneaky pat. He coughed viciously for a second before looking at Gleeford, arms outstretched and wrapping over the thin fence's rungs.[break][break]
It was the kind of cheap wire fence someone put up in front of their house to be noisy when someone was up to no good more than keep people out. It was already being noisy with the slightest push or pull. Junker caught his breath while warily spying on their quarry. She caught his eye and didn't turn away. "Let's hope they don't have it too. Wouldn't do for those schmucks to make a loser parade." He said while reaching for the top of the fence. There was barely anything to it but he could see a lot of roots were caught around the bottom, maybe ivy had been growing over it in another life. He tried wrenching it until he slipped and fell into it with one bad motion—probably mismatching Gleeford's timing—and rolled into it while the wire tore from the posts they'd been fighting.[break][break]
"What do you think?" he spoke up when he realized he wasn't dying or in need of a tetanus shot, "is she buying it?" He struggled to his feet pulling up most of the fence with him and trying to tuck it away into the cart. It wanted to fold every other way but in and kept hitting Torashiki's face.[break][break]
For what it was worth she seemed to be looking in their direction much less frequently.
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Dec 1, 2023 5:03:58 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] "Hey, hey, hey. You're being too good at this, you got up most of the fence. Now all we got are these posts stickin' out of concrete chunks. How can we fake this part?" Gleeford was incredulous. They had already decided on a plan, and this fool just up and gathered the fence. They were supposed to pretend and fake it. That way they could stand here doing practically nothing. Now, they had to actually dig around these posts otherwise it wouldn't be believable.
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"Huh? What do I think? --Ah! Look there. That little blue window. That must be the party window or chat or whatever Rojin was telling me about. She can like, talk with her group through that window. Who knows what they're saying about us." Gleeford didn't point, and despite his exclamation, kept his voice fairly low so she wouldn't hear. He was actually concerned about the window. They hadn't hidden the window, so they either didn't care or it was a blatant warning to onlookers. Both were scary. They could be experienced and strong enough to ward off thieves, or they were cautious enough to not be caught off guard.
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"Don't glance so much, we need to work on these fence posts. Make it look real, but don't actually do it this time." Walking over, the rapscallion would grip a post and begin to tug. It didn't budge under the force he was applying. Instead, it flexed very slightly. He was right. They would have to dig up the concrete anchors that the post had been submerged in. Gleeford didn't want to do that though. Instead, he kicked repeatedly at the post, producing a low twang. The rod vibrated momentarily, and then returned to stillness.
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"Fuckin guy..." Half bemoaning the work, half blaming Junker, Gleeford gripped the post once more and began to wrench it side to side. Using his body weight, he was able to bend it slightly, but this wasn't really helping him dislodge it. Putting even more weight on it, using his back as a surface to press against the post, Gleeford began to brace with his feet. Instead of standing steady, his feet began to displace tufts of grass and slide further from the post until he slid down to a sitting position. This was a perfect way to stall... if he was acting. Instead, he was just getting angrier and angrier, trying dumb brute force methods to work at the metal pillar.
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Post by Torashiki Cheshire on Dec 1, 2023 5:34:20 GMT
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[attr="class","frame4"] [attr="class","lowe3quote"] [attr="class","lowe3quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe3reescroll"] "Oh.... sorry..." Torashiki thought it would be just like him to be to mess up faking scrap collection. He couldn't believe he couldn't even get procrastinating right. Even if the procrastinating he had tried to do got his face scratched and his body bruised. His clothes had already been dirty, there weren't exactly laundromats in the ruins of New York[break][break]
He hadn't considered that there was some kind of way to communicate over distance in a world where cell service probably didn't exist anymore. That became a troubling thought that slowly festered as he walked around Gleeford. There weren't many ways to cheap out around concrete. He kept a close eye until he accidentally glanced at the lady watching the scrap caravan. Was she closer? He looked away fast. He'd just been told not to do that. "Aaah, what a pain..."[break][break]
At least there was someone who was good at this. "I'll just try doing what you do." He tried to see if there was anything else that could have been worth something. All that had been left around was too big and heavy to take or not worth freeing from its tomb. That meant there was nothing easy to get... Well nothing that was quick and easy. Whatever compound that that woman's team was probably full of some combination of that with a bit more danger. The kind of danger Junker would have to accept.[break][break]
He began walking from Gleeford and the street, "I think I've got this..." He said while walking up to what was left of a garage. The garage door was still there, not the front or any of the fixtures in the garden. Save for the stub marking where water pipes were. That door was garbage, clearly not even wooden, but there was a smidge of value on it. Junker was willing to believe that the little handle on the garage door was metal enough. Painted too, so it likely hadn't rusted. The only problem would be reaching up to grab it.[break][break]
There was really nothing around to even stand on. The garage was a bland concrete square with half-constructed walls surrounding it. The prize was easy to see but some unattainable 10 or 11 feet in the air. Junker's first move was to try jumping for it. He couldn't even brush his fingertips against the metal handle and ended up tiring himself out for a few minutes. His next plan was to try dragging the pathetic loot cart he'd been trawling along with to stand on but he more or less instantly got it stuck in the overgrown lawn. He could only scratch his head until he had one last idea.[break][break]
He squeezed along the wall aside the garage door and pressed against it. The fittings for the door seemed to be mostly plastic—and importantly—lower to the ground. He jumped while trying to climb the half-built wall, no where near athletic for it, and managed to grip the edge of the fitting. Cracking plastic and sending the whole particle board construction down in a loud kerfuffle and painful mess.
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Dec 1, 2023 6:09:37 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] Gleeford was roused from his anger induced stupor. The post wasn't going anywhere, but Junker had. The sad sap had gone towards the garage on the property, while Gleeford was occupied. Instead of helping him remove the posts, Junker was now in the garage making a mess and accomplishing nothing. How was that supposed to help? Not only was he not helping, he was just sitting there looking stupid under a pile of debris and dust. Gripping his hair tightly, Gleeford took a few deep breaths. This was fine. He didn't need to be angry. Junker was wasting time, that's it. He was doing the task. This wasn't incompetence.
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"... You actually find anything in there or are you just messing around?" Using the post to support his weight, Gleeford climbed to his feet. Walking slowly, he approached the collapsed garage door, and started to kick the slabs off of his companion. Sure, a few impacts may have found themselves on Junker's ribs, but aside from that, Gleeford basically helped the man. What a stand up guy. As he did so, he noticed a small handle that was attached to a fragmented piece of the deteriorated particle board. It was metal.
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"Ah, perfect. I got a bit! This is like one twentieth of our work load! Sick! Why didn't you grab this while you were in here fooling with the door?" Using the handle as a wand of sorts, Gleeford swung it towards Junker as he spoke. It wasn't in a threatening manner, more of accusatory dramatization than anything. Sliding the bit of material into his pocket, Gleeford looked around the empty structure. There was literally nothing. Picked completely clean aside from that handle. It was a testament to how frustrating the fence was to remove. Everyone had just left it there instead of digging it out.
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"Now actually come out and help me dig this. That lady has been staring a bit, I think they're onto us. Look how disappointed she looks. Ah, don't make it obvious." What Gleeford was calling disappointment was clearly an expression of pity. If he had known this, he would have been liable to explode. As it stood, he was too preoccupied with being sneaky and 'catching them offguard' to understand the nuance of her glances. It was probably for the better. Heading back to the fence posts, Gleeford got on his hands and knees and began clawing at the dirt around the base. He was half brushing, half scooping to uncover the cement, and then he would dig it out around it. Again, he was actually doing the labor rather than acting as he had proposed.
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Post by Torashiki Cheshire on Dec 1, 2023 6:47:26 GMT
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[attr="class","frame4"] [attr="class","lowe3quote"] [attr="class","lowe3quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe3reescroll"] There was something good about having hp now. It meant Torashiki knew he wasn't about to die just because ten or fifteen pounds of loosely reassembled wood came down. None of the harder bits were metal it seemed. Junker was being thankful for not being painfully wrong about his assessment while lazing on the floor when he heard something out of sight.[break][break]
There was enough dust and pieces of nearly-foam around that he couldn't tell that it was Gleeford until the voice came through the junk slide. The worst hadn't come and a monster didn't descend from the nothing of a house that he was making even more of a mess. There was no reason, or time really, to be upset if he was being helped out in a rather rough shoe-pointy way. The kind where your outsides ended up feeling better off than your insides. Not that he had any right to complain since he probably could have avoided this whole thing by asking for a hand here.[break][break]
With enough swept off for him to scrabble to freedom, he was beginning to feel glad. Junker rolled on to his feet in slow increments until he was face to face with the reward for all that effort. "Musta missed it. Nice find. He tried to stretch his arms and legs to get the blood flowing back to them. In the process catching glimpses of their mark. Gleeford was right, it's like she'd become a whole other person since they'd gotten here. Junker figured she was way less guarded, but apparently there plan hadn't been working according to the boss. He had no idea what she'd have to be disappointed by, but Junker wanted to do his best to rectify this situation.[break][break]
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While those minutes lasted, he limped back out and towards the post. He examined Gleeford's technique from a few angles just to properly soak in the lesson. Not to stall while recovering, no. Once he was sure about how to get this right he kneeled next to the other side of the post and started digging through there. He realized it felt a lot like real work, but maybe that was the most important part to being convincing. Being able to convince your own body that you were doing hard work. It was such method acting Junker wanted to stop every minute he tried and it showed.[break][break]
"Wow. This is a great act. It'd suck if we got snuck up on because we were 'workin' too hard." Even if he wasn't normally one for chatting he realized talking left him with a chance to catch his breath. He wiped the sweat and scratches from his brow. He realized there was a shadow being cast off to the side that was new. He absentmindedly rested his hand against the post and pushed off of it while trying to stand. He looked over and saw that the very tall woman they had planned to take scrap from was right there.[break][break]
He fell backwards in a sudden jolt of fear. He panickedly tried to locate the cart full of a very sad pile of loot. Getting out of here with less than something was better than putting up a fight. He scooted quickly along a periphery several arms diameter around her and tried to wrench the trashed shopping cart on to the drive way and the hell out of there.
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Dec 1, 2023 7:15:27 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] "Sneak up on us? What the hell are you even talkin about? Why would anyone even want to?" Gleeford was oblivious to the shadow as he continued digging out the post. Before he could react to anything, a dull thud sounded, and an acute pain radiated from the top of his head. Gleeford began to roll on the ground, writhing in pain. The post had been pushed right into his head by that dullard Junker, and then the sap had run off. What in the hell had spooked him? Shading his eyes with his palm, Gleeford leaned his head up and looked around for the source.
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"Ah, h-hello ma'am. Just digging up scrap here, being real proper hard working adventurers." Gleeford hadn't meant what he said, even though it was technically true. They had gotten that tiny handle, and even dislodged the metal fence post in perhaps the most inefficient manner, but they had done it. It definitely sounded weird for him to defend himself in this manner, but her sympathetic expression showed she didn't seem to mind.
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"Y'all on your first metal collectin' run?" The woman spoke in a casual brusque manner. She was holding a narrow slab of sheet metal under one arm, and had a thick chain in her other hand. The chain trailed behind her and attached to the series of carts she dragged around. Up close, Gleeford gulped at the size of her arm. From a distance, he hadn't realized how big she actually was.
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"I mean, first? Second? Fifth? We're basically pros. See this? Got it ourselves." Gleeford was being a genuine dunce as he displayed the handle he had collected. He then scampered over and lifted the pole, putting it on display. He was like a cat dropping a mouse on the porch, proud of the most ineffectual display of adventuring.
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"In that case, you shouldn't forget this. Your uh... Friend dropped this." The woman could intuit that she was talking to someone dense. Instead of giving him the scrap as a pity gift, she had the social maneuvering skills to read Gleeford. Presenting an opportunity for him to take it, she fabricated a brief story to protect his ego.
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"Oh, yeah. He dropped that for sure. I better run that over... to him. Thanks! See you around." Gleeford had looked into the distance to see Junker rushing off with the cart. The idiot had ditched him the moment he saw the woman. After graciously accepting the metal that 'they had dropped', Gleeford bowed his head slightly. He had fooled her! Someone else must have dropped that metal, and she mistook it for them! What a fool! Cackling internally, Gleeford rushed off carrying the sheet metal, handle and fence post. They had gathered their first haul of scrap!
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