01-12-2021, 12:39 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 40%; text-align: justify;"]there were many things that a person could collect within an apocalyptic wasteland, some of coal's favorite things to collect being books, bottle caps, and.. shovels. yes, shovels, of all the things he could collect. however, shovels were shockingly hard to come by and incredibly heavy for a fairly small domestic cat such as himself, so he found books and bottle caps much easier to come by. he'd already had a stash of special bottle caps, little orange bottle caps with blue stars on the inside that he protected with his life. he'd gone scowering around, just as he had with the books, searching for more caps like those only to find other caps to add to his collection.
he'd come across a few that reeked of alcohol, some that tasted horribly sweet when you licked the inside, some tasted of juice and others tasted like nothing. some were rusted, which wasn't an issue considering he could remove that easily, some were dented, which also wasn't an issue because that was also an easy fix.. in all he'd found 13 new caps, and two that he already had, but no more star caps. he trotted along towards his little hut that he'd claimed, not quite fancying himself a larger home because he thrived in cave like spaces, and dumped his bag of bottle caps on the floor in front of his book case, carefully beginning to organize them from what he thought was prettiest to ugliest.
of course, his star bottle caps were no where near this little display area- they were safely tucked away where only he could find them. "sad that i didn't find a star this time.. usually i find at least one! do you think that maybe there might be another collector here.. oh, that could mean danger! could kill them for the caps, but that would be counter productive, wouldn't it? yeah, it would be.. but i could! but you shouldn't."
he'd come across a few that reeked of alcohol, some that tasted horribly sweet when you licked the inside, some tasted of juice and others tasted like nothing. some were rusted, which wasn't an issue considering he could remove that easily, some were dented, which also wasn't an issue because that was also an easy fix.. in all he'd found 13 new caps, and two that he already had, but no more star caps. he trotted along towards his little hut that he'd claimed, not quite fancying himself a larger home because he thrived in cave like spaces, and dumped his bag of bottle caps on the floor in front of his book case, carefully beginning to organize them from what he thought was prettiest to ugliest.
of course, his star bottle caps were no where near this little display area- they were safely tucked away where only he could find them. "sad that i didn't find a star this time.. usually i find at least one! do you think that maybe there might be another collector here.. oh, that could mean danger! could kill them for the caps, but that would be counter productive, wouldn't it? yeah, it would be.. but i could! but you shouldn't."
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