[open] is it even a yard sale if they have no yard?

[tearable]

WHO: The Wolf Family + You!
WHERE: Their apartment parking lot
WHEN: 4/1
WHAT: Yard Sale!
WARNINGS: None! Bigby and Jade will be tagging in with top-levels, so if you want to interact in that thread, go for it or just leave who you want to tag in your subject line!





[ Bright and early on Saturday morning, the apartment in which the Wolf family will call home for only another week will be quite destination. Outside in the parking lot, since no yard could be found among the cement, there rests an assortment of items all labeled with a bright orange price tag. From telescopes to kitchenware, to golf clubs and particularly specific child chairs... there's a lot of stuff to choose and browse from.

Elizabeth can be seen manning a little plastic table with a money tin with a cooler full of water bottles.

There were flyers put up around town the past week and signs pointing to the complex for around half a mile. Or, y'know, you could have been invited personally.

Here's a list of all of the items for sale. Please drag this family.

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[appraiser]

[ There are a lot of cool things around that catch Ryoji's eyes— the telescopes for one, which he peers through and sees... yeah, the sky sure is blue. The clock too, which makes his head hurt just looking at it, but at least by knowing how to read clock hand positions he can pretend to be math smart.

The delight on his face, though, wavers when he passes by the Minion pile, averting his eyes, and he does the same turning away from the pillows. ]

Are these Jade's? [ Can she sleep in a room with a dozen eyes on her? She had no problem when apples and oranges suddenly sprouted eyes, so maybe her strength of will comes from familiarity. ]

[tearable]

[ A little baby Jade. Maybe like 4-5 years ago, honestly. The Minions were a tough sale, but she finally convinced Jade to put them in the pile of "to sell". Liz perks up, looking from behind her sunglasses. ]

I'd say they're my husbands but that would be a little creepy. [ A pause. ] Alright, a lot creepy.

[ She locks her phone, tucking it into her pocket with a smile. ]

Er - but, yes, they were. Are you a friend of hers?

OTA

[true_noir]

[Chloe was looking over the snowcone maker for one, trying to decide if it looked like it worked, and if it was the sort of thing that actually seemed worth buying. There were other little odds and ends that didn't seem like bad choices, but this had simply caught her eye.

For the moment, however, she had not reached the stage of haggling. No, she had to decide she wanted it first. These garage sales were always something of a new thing to her, something she didn't do enough. Why hurry?]

[tearable]

[ Like she did in school, she walked the rows of stuff, trying to help those who looked like they needed help. Hands on her hips, she's trying to play the assertive salesman role but fails nearly every time. She's given discounts for items she thought was fairly priced, hoping to just get rid of them.

When she spots Chloe, she gives a wave. ]

Don't mean to intrude, but seeing anything you like?

[complementing]

[Minako drops by later in the morning with a mild desire to find some storage boxes for her dog's rapidly growing pile of toys. No such luck, it seems, but the polaroid camera is intriguing! She holds it between her hands, turning it over curiously.] Professor, off the top of your head, do you know how much the film would cost if I wanted to buy more?

[tearable]

[ Luckily, Minako, Elizabeth did her research! ]

I got that when I was in college — but never had the time to use it. There's online stores that carry the film, probably around 15 or 20 for a pack of 10. It's pricey, but it's fun.

[sharplydressed]

Ooh— These are cute!

[The emoji pillows... He's looking at the emoji pillows because he's a walking meme and he needs to be stopped. But they are kind of cute, and they look very soft! He holds up the kissy-face one.]

D'you think this would make a good joke gift?

[tearable]

J-Joke?

[ THE PILLOWS WERE FOR JADE'S BIRTHDAY A FEW YEARS BACK. ]

They're cute enough to have on your bed if you're a teen, right?

[ Even if Jade promptly didn't use them. ]

OTA

[megabond]

[Augustine isn't a spending type of guy, but he does have an interest on the bookcase they have on sale. In fact, he did need some extra space to store his encyclopedias, lecture books, notes, and more.

Also, it is a right size that will fit into his apartment.

Right now, though, he is still contemplating whether the bookcase is worth it or not.]

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth was in a good mood — good sales and moving some oldies out of her house did well for the mood! ]

It's chestnut!

[ She points out, approaching Augustine with a smile. ]

Solid and sturdy, but it's thin enough where you don't need a truck to transport.

[legne]

[ Ranko loves digging through old clothes, looking for vintage bargains to incorporate into her general aesthetic, and that's exactly what she's doing - until, that is, she spots the Minion merchandise out of the corner of her eye.

Something about them unnerves her. She can't quite put her finger on it. Perhaps it's the way they chatter to themselves in a cursed tongue, chanting about bananas. Then again, they are stated to serve the biggest villain available at any one time. Could these buffoonish yellow creatures really be a form of hellish demon, and thus, one of her peers in darkness?

She decides against it, and shuffles noticeably away to avoid 'eye contact' with their gormless smiles. ]

[rhapsodeity]

[ that's too bad, ranko, because a cute girl like that would benefit from a minions themed bean bag chair, in jade's opinion!

in fact, that's why she picks it up and holds it out, so that ranko is forced to stare into it's dead, friendly and yellow gaze. ]

Are you interested in one of the Minions things? They're mine, but I think they kind of fit you too!

[arahoushi]

[Oh hey, is that a guitar? Not that Toshi knows how to play guitar, but the bossman probably does. ...And if he doesn't, someone Toshi knows probably does, and if nobody he knows does then dang it, he'll learn to play himself (no he won't that's a lie)

He's looking, but he doesn't see a price tag, so he'll grab whoever's closest and ask:]

'Scuse me! How much for the guitar?

[rhapsodeity]

[ luckily, it's one of the people who is relatively well acquainted with the guitar. it's old, but not too beat up - clearly well loved, is all. jade learned how to play strings on that ol' sucker. ]

Oh, it's that thing! Jeeeeeez. Been a while since I saw it... well, I think it is about fifty dollars?

I assume a member of the club might be invited?

[scarlet_devil]

[ And here we will find that despite all of her rich-girl trappings, deep within Émilie beats the heart of a nerd. She's gravitating towards old tech stuff, for example... the old typewriter and PS2.

...Through, she's gotten sick of Minions long ago. ]

They don't make things like that any more...

of course!

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth is a bit awkward that people browse so casually. It's almost embarrassing to have your "junk" which were once treasures on display. ]

No, not unless you're scavenging the donation bins at the Goodwill or looking at pawn shops. Interested?

[commandertoolbelt]

[ The one thing about Leo’s mom is that when she has the time, she loves to go to yard sales. She’ll drag both Leo and his younger sibling to see what they can find on the cheap, because you know, sometimes these things actually have some cool stuff they can fix up. The only reason Leo doesn’t mind is because he likes finding interesting new projects like that, too. Yard sales can be a gold mine for a bored mechanic, as long as they know where to look.

...Hold on a second. ]

Emoji pillows? People actually buy those?

[ Joke’s on you, he’s actually going to grab the one with the sunglasses and hold onto that sucker while he waits for mom. Then the telescopes catch his eye and he zooms right over. ]

How much can you actually see with this thing? I used to have a small one but the magnification on it wasn’t that great.

[tearable]

[ Luckily for Leo, there is a mom here that also loves to set up yard sales. This is maybe their third one in 10 years, so things are nicely organized and brightly labelled. Elizabeth had just finished selling off another item before she hears the second question about the telescope. He may be safe with the emoji pillows (thank god), but the telescope. ]

Well, the cheaper one isn't going to do much. They're more plastic than some press on nails. But these - [ She motions to the second set. ] Those are a SkyQuest X2 - a decent zoom, but with the lights in the city, you'll have to go closer to the beach to really notice anything past the brighter stars. Then? It's pretty good for the price.

[ A pause. ]

Nice for camping trips, I can confirm.

[heroforall]

[Izuku makes an immediate grab for the type writer and sewing machine as soon as he spots them. The later is actually for his mother, an early birthday present to replace her recently broken sewing machine.

But the latter...he just likes the age and history of it. And the satisfying noises it makes as he types on it.]

Hey, Mrs. Wolf? Do you have any paper I can borrow? I'd like to try this out.

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth had taken the time to arrange some of the items — spreading out the table space now that some had sold. When she hears her name, she twists to face the familiar face. ]

Oh! I'm glad you of all people are taking an interest in that.

[ She says fondly. Moving between tables, she pulls out a notebook paper she's been writing down her math on for the day. Ripping out a page, she hands it over. ]

Pretty sure there's a little ink left. Haven't touched it in years though.

[beastenderblood]

[Vella's definitely keeping an eyes on the girl clothes and the PS2. Maybe she could sew some stuff together to make some kind of wacky rebel outfit or something. She hasn't thought too far in advance on it.

But she feels a need to point to the minions and loudly say] Whoever bought that should be deeply and personally ashamed.

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth is honestly shamed!! She crosses her arms, eyeing the poor minions that were being called out. ]

That was for my daughter.

give me a wolf surprise

[goen]

[ Things being sold for cheap?? Count Yato in. Most of what the Wolfs have for sale is utterly irrelevant to his lifestyle (looking at you, minions and emoji pillows), but one item catches his interest straightaway. It's. Still kind of incompatible with his lack of personal kitchen, but nevertheless he brightens and stoops over the slow cooker. ]

You guys are letting go of your crock-pot? How come?

slams in first!!!

[tearable]

[ they have a spare bedroom just for you in the future, Yato!!!!

Elizabeth finished selling the golf clubs that no one really used - even haggled to keep her price firm! So, when Yato calls out, she counts the cash in her hand and walks over. ]

It's a lot smaller than it looks.

[ Lifting the lid, it shows to be around a medium size cooker. ]

I've gotten better at food prep so when we cook, we cook larger meals to plan throughout the week too. It just was too small to really make anything past the 2nd day.

[ Points to the options. ]

There's a lot of different options, though. So... it's nice.

f-f-f-freestyle

[puffing]

[ THAT'S NOT ALL THAT IS ON THE LIST. no ma'am or sir.

here comes Bigby hauling out a pet project of his own ― a pair of boots belonging to a certain Professor of Dickish Origins with an abnormality protruding from the calves of each. it seems to be an assortment of flowers that have seen far better days, sagging over the edges sadly as if they haven't seen proper attention since they have been planted.

they're dropped ceremoniously onto an open space after something has been sold, causing the table holding the weight to shake. Bigby looks around and makes eye contact with the nearest person, whether it's his wife, daughter, friend, stranger or Professor of Dickish Origins himself. without even flinching, he points down to the pitiful boots that were once considered ~sexy~ and speaks: ]

Name your price.

[beastenderblood]

[Vella's first thought upon seeing tall dark and hairy put down those boots is "yeah I could see him wearing that". It doesn't have a kind tone to it.

But all she does is look back and forth between Bigby and the boots.

Reach into her purse.

And dramatically sets down a single dollar bill.]

[wordcarvings]

How cute.

[ The emoji pillows, that is. They're also a bit amusing, but yeah, still cute. Oh. He should buy the line face one, and the smirk (that is a smirk, right?) ones. For Chuuya and Hitori. He'd like one for himself too but he doesn't know which one. After picking out the two first ones though, he's distracted. ]

What's this mascot?

[ The...Minions. How has he not seen Minions before? He works with elementary students twice a month. In art class. ]

cha cha slides in

[tearable]

[ Whether it was the Minions or the judgment for the Emoji pillows, Elizabeth has been trying to keep things light, shuffle potential buyers in and out, while turning a profit. Her goal is ultimately to get the items gone so she can declutter before the move.

But, when someone talks about a mascot... ]

Er - they're called Minions? It's from some movie for kids. They're sort of sidekicks. Gremlin-y, I would say...

slams in here late

[trueend]

[Okay, but. The Minions stuff is clearly the best thing in this whole yard sale?? Frisk will squint at all the loot for a second before. Just. Pointing at it.]

... Does it have to come as a set?

[Do them a solid, Woofs. Let them set the Minions free???]

[tearable]

Er - no, it doesn't.

[ I mean, from the bedspread, to the stuffed animals, to the lights, etc... who would want those individually? Elizabeth towers over Frisk a bit but looks over to the set. ]

If you're a fan of them, I can break them up.

[ ARE YOU A FAN, FRISK? :) ]

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor couldn't resist a yard sale, just because it was a way to get a kind of quick snapshot into people's lives. The things they threw away, the things they felt they didn't need, the things they overvalued. It was just fascinating.]

[So of course, there she was, browsing through the table, but she kept coming back to the pile of woman's clothing, and she didn't seem to know why. She was pretty sure they were Mrs. Wolf's, they matched her style, and yet she felt a weird pull to them.]

[But it wasn't her style at all. And yet there she was, for probably the fourth time since she had gotten there, picking up one of the shirts and looking it over.]

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth was finishing her cigarette break – a bit of a distance from the grouping of tables and knick knacks. Surprisingly? A lot was sold in the time since they first started the day, so the break was cut short in the effort to see if she can make a few more sales before their event is over. ]

Hey! [ Elizabeth flicks the last of her cigarette to the ground and crushes it under her shoe. Stepping over, she looks over the familiar face with a small smile. ] Looking to spruce your look up?