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Manehatten. Where they say one man's junk is another's treasure. Sounds gay if you ask me.
But hey, it-
I thought I told you to GET OUT
I'm going I'm going, sheesh…
WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR PINT SIZED PONIES
They had made a new friend in Plum Jam the bully and were on their way to the junkyard to get supplies to fix the shed into a clubhouse.
But hey, it-
I thought I told you to GET OUT
I'm going I'm going, sheesh…
WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR PINT SIZED PONIES
They had made a new friend in Plum Jam the bully and were on their way to the junkyard to get supplies to fix the shed into a clubhouse.
You reach the junkyard. Ahead of you are mostly old appliances and broken cars. To the side is a small building. Probably the office of the junkyard owner.
>>254157
You run off blindly into the junkyard, knocking over stuff as you go.
After a while you realize the fallen junk has blocked the path you came from, leaving you stranded and alone.
You can hear movement.
>>254158
"I dunno. A telescope? Walkie talkies? A lava lamp? A fridge? You know, cool things!"
>>254157
You run off blindly into the junkyard, knocking over stuff as you go.
After a while you realize the fallen junk has blocked the path you came from, leaving you stranded and alone.
You can hear movement.
>>254158
"I dunno. A telescope? Walkie talkies? A lava lamp? A fridge? You know, cool things!"
>>254176
Looking around a bit, you find a helpful sign telling you that building materials should be in the area to the right.
>>254178
You then knock over said sign. It is now hard to tell what way the arrows on it were originally pointing.
>>254180
The sheer vastness of the junkyard makes your head spin. There is just SO MUCH STUFF here.
>>254182
>>254186
The three of them turn to you.
["What.manner.of.pony.are.you?"]
["It.seems.to.be.an.intruder. We.should.dissect.it."]
["Confirmed. Lets.grab.it."]
They even sound robotic!
…though they seem to be circling you now.
Looking around a bit, you find a helpful sign telling you that building materials should be in the area to the right.
>>254178
You then knock over said sign. It is now hard to tell what way the arrows on it were originally pointing.
>>254180
The sheer vastness of the junkyard makes your head spin. There is just SO MUCH STUFF here.
>>254182
>>254186
The three of them turn to you.
["What.manner.of.pony.are.you?"]
["It.seems.to.be.an.intruder. We.should.dissect.it."]
["Confirmed. Lets.grab.it."]
They even sound robotic!
…though they seem to be circling you now.
>>254198
Hi! I'm Tin Bits! I live on fifth street with my sisters and mom! I'm also a member of the Trash Pack!
The junk robots turn to look at this. One of them tosses his helmet off
"DAMNIT TIN! WHY DID YOU SAY THAT!"
["But.I.did.not!"]
>>254199
>>254207
You go search the pile of old TVs for one that works.
After dozens of tries, nothing.
>>254204
Shortly thereafter, drizzle pulls out one of the bottom ones, causing the whole pile to wobble!
GET AWAY!
Min3 to get away safely.
>>254201
["Irrelevant. We.need.data."]
Hi! I'm Tin Bits! I live on fifth street with my sisters and mom! I'm also a member of the Trash Pack!
The junk robots turn to look at this. One of them tosses his helmet off
"DAMNIT TIN! WHY DID YOU SAY THAT!"
["But.I.did.not!"]
>>254199
>>254207
You go search the pile of old TVs for one that works.
After dozens of tries, nothing.
>>254204
Shortly thereafter, drizzle pulls out one of the bottom ones, causing the whole pile to wobble!
GET AWAY!
Min3 to get away safely.
>>254201
["Irrelevant. We.need.data."]
>>254214
You nimbly hop away from the collapsing TV pile.
>>254215
He takes his junk helmet off too
"Well the mood is kinda ruined now. Who are you guys anyway?"
>>254216
He gets angry and punches you in the beak
["DONT.MESS.WITH.ME.BIRD."]
>>254217
>>254219
>>254221
A rumbling crash later, you all end up mildly bruised.
You nimbly hop away from the collapsing TV pile.
>>254215
He takes his junk helmet off too
"Well the mood is kinda ruined now. Who are you guys anyway?"
>>254216
He gets angry and punches you in the beak
["DONT.MESS.WITH.ME.BIRD."]
>>254217
>>254219
>>254221
A rumbling crash later, you all end up mildly bruised.
>>254234
>>254237
"Bits. Or more junk. Got any good junk? We could trade.
Or if you got neither, you can give us an I.O.U. for a favour later on. Is your boss with you? We could take you to our leader."
>>254242
>>254243
Oh there they were.
Piles and piles of old planks, metal sheets, roof tiles, plywood… oh my
>>254237
"Bits. Or more junk. Got any good junk? We could trade.
Or if you got neither, you can give us an I.O.U. for a favour later on. Is your boss with you? We could take you to our leader."
>>254242
>>254243
Oh there they were.
Piles and piles of old planks, metal sheets, roof tiles, plywood… oh my
>>254259
>>254261
A bit of friendship can go a long way.
You manage to get the wagon loaded with a ton of wood and a few metal sheets, then slowly scoot it back to the entrance
>>254260
"Well, we made these robo outfits out of junk so we could become one with the junk. It really is amazing what ponies throw away! Just wait till you see our base!"
>>254261
A bit of friendship can go a long way.
You manage to get the wagon loaded with a ton of wood and a few metal sheets, then slowly scoot it back to the entrance
>>254260
"Well, we made these robo outfits out of junk so we could become one with the junk. It really is amazing what ponies throw away! Just wait till you see our base!"
>>254296
You dress up as a whore.
Though you probably don't even realize it since you don't know what a whore is.
>>254294
You find a discarded junk suit. Must have been left here by one of the gang members.
>>254297
The gang members stop you from touching anything
["No.touching."]
"This place was built over the past several years by our boss, Stinky Sticks. His dad owns the junkyard, and he always used to play here. So he built a clubhouse too. And later formed the Trash Pack by letting anyone who joined play here too."
You dress up as a whore.
Though you probably don't even realize it since you don't know what a whore is.
>>254294
You find a discarded junk suit. Must have been left here by one of the gang members.
>>254297
The gang members stop you from touching anything
["No.touching."]
"This place was built over the past several years by our boss, Stinky Sticks. His dad owns the junkyard, and he always used to play here. So he built a clubhouse too. And later formed the Trash Pack by letting anyone who joined play here too."