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681101 No. 681101 ID: 9a7fd8

Ho-lee-fucking shit.
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No. 681103 ID: 9a7fd8
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681103

Would you look at this HAUL.

Ol' Gusher's really outdone himself with his daughter's wedding. There's like half a cake left over, and it's HUGE. Is that part of a turkey? It's still fresh! You can't believe your luck.

There's just one problem...
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No. 681104 ID: 9a7fd8
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The light's red. That's bad. This stuff's not going to stick around for even a whole day; the auto-incinerator will kick in tonight. It's a shame because you were really hoping you could sleep in it, have a real comfy night on that cake, but it seems like that's not happening.

To make matters worse, you don't have anywhere to store this shit. You were gonna lock yourself in and secure it that way, but you can't do that unless you enjoy having your bones burnt to ash. So, you're gonna have to move it out of town.

Problem is, you're right in the middle of town, and every way you look there's serious issues with getting this stuff out. For one thing, you can only carry two bags at once, for another every lizard in town is going to fight you for it every step of the way, and aside from all that if you want to take the fastest route out of here you have to cut through the nicest parts of town, and you haven't bathed in a month.
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No. 681105 ID: 9a7fd8
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But aside from that, there's a more pressing matter; What the fuck's your name?
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No. 681107 ID: cd90cb

Your name is the Janitor. Also why haven't you bathed in over a month, that's a pretty unhealthy choice there.
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No. 681117 ID: 9a7fd8
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681117

>>681107
Har dee har.

You haven't bathed because you don't want to overwrite your current scent: the Scent of the City.

A quick peek with your Scent Vision reveals it's still sticking to you good and strong; though the wedding cake possesses a fairly strong Scent of Lilacs, which may pose a problem.
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No. 681602 ID: 20d4df

>>681117
Your name is Jack V, and you change what V abbreviates every time somebody asks your name.

Why not move your haul to a neighbor non-red thrash can instead of leaving town?Shorter distance and you could even lock yourself on it, like you intended.
If that's not possible then you might as well pass through the nicer parts of town. It's harder for you but also harder for other lizards, and the other people won't try to take your loot.
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No. 681711 ID: 9a7fd8
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681711

Yes, that's right, your name was Jack Vermilion. At least, you're pretty sure it was Vermilion. Ok, you're almost certain your last name starts with a V.

Anyways, you unfortunately can't just stash the goods in some other bin. They're all on a cycle together; it's how you keep track of time. Apparently humans also have some way of counting the days but you really could hardly give less of a fuck.
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No. 681714 ID: 9a7fd8
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>>681602
Ah, a terrific idea! Other lizards won't be able to steal your stuff so easily this way (though they will assuredly try), and if a guard beats you up at least he'll have no interest in your cake!

You nimbly leap over the ditch of fetid mud and runoff, tail dragging through behind you, and you instinctively slap the foul stuff on your ankles.
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No. 681717 ID: 9a7fd8
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681717

Navigating the snooty-person's streets is a bit trickier than simply walking through the less-nice parts of town, because every time you spot a well-dressed human you have to duck into an alley or under some stairs to keep them from noticing you. If you get noticed, they'll call the guards to drag you out of the quarter.

Living on the edge of the quarter, though, has taught you a thing or two about subtlety and manners, and you manage to make it several blocks without making a disturbance.
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No. 681718 ID: 9a7fd8
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As you are about to duck into a nearby alleyway to avoid a passing guard, however, suddenly a lizard with wide eyes and his friend with the striped tail jump you!
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No. 681922 ID: 1b60c0

Punch them in the snout to assert dominace.
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