2020.10.23:Scrapyard BBQ/Text
Food: The big bay doors of the machine shop have been opened and tables set in the openings laiden with food. Large aluminum pans of mashed tatters, corn, biscuits are set up to cater to whatever sized group shows up. The main attraction is the whole pig that's been slow roasted over a fire nearly all day long. Sections of the beast have been cut off and mixed with a secret barbeque sauce and set in aluminum pans at start of the food line.
Drinks: At the end of the line are a mixture of different coolers, each one filled with ice and drinks in a set up where people take what they want and move on.
Seats: Chairs, benches and everything in between have been set in a large circle around the central fire where the pig is still being slowly turned over the flames.
A beat up old truck that's seen better days pulls up outside and Chip hops out the back, his bag and banjo slung over one shoulder. He heads into the junkyard while the Gnawer Kin driving the truck go to park it.
Taika is carrying in bags of chips from table to table. He breaks open the bags and starts refilling whatever container he finds to be empty. With the last of the bags, he holds it over his head, opens his mouth, and lets the last of the crumbs slide into his mouth. Half of them though fall onto his white shirt. He looks down and notes to himself, "Bugger, it had to be the cheatos...well now it's an orange and white shirt."
A dusty gray Jeef Cherokee hauling a flat bed trailor drives up and parks along side the others. Paul hops out of the driver's seat and looks around.
Dalibor pulls up on a street bike, parking among the small (but growing) collection of vehicles parked out front. He pulls off his helmet, stowing it - before running his fingers through his hair. And then he makes his way into the 'yard proper and the gathering crowd.
Arriving in a nice looking Audi, is Noah. He climbs out of the car, retrieving a couple of bags of foodstuffs. Chips, buns, bread, veggie plates - all the stuff to bring for a party. He's helping! He carries the two bags in, looking around at those present. "Uh... hey." He smiles. "Where did folks want me to put these groceries?"
Mrs. Marry, an older Kinfolk of the Get, hears Noah's question and directs him to one of the tables at the mouth of the shop where the food's been put out on display. She thanks the guy with a smile and tells him to make sure he gets in line to get a plate.
At one point, Therons truck was nice. The last few year of adventures(Get life) has left it in rougher shape. How did that dent get there?
Finally pulling it to a stop. "I guess here we are." The berserker kinfolk grunts to Sten and Heidi as he glances around and then opens the door to climb out.
That tow truck is one of the vehicles that made its way from the city of Prospect towards the outskirts and the scrap yard. Calvin driving painfully slow like he is sight-seeing or something before parking off amongst all the others starting to arrive at whatever area has been tucked aside for vehicles. He is in the back of the first group to come in and start mingling. Robert hops out of the jeep's passenger seat, pulling out a tray of smoked fishes to add to the food selection. "Good evening folks. Heard there was a reverse scrap driving going on." Another Jeep pulls up - this one a classic white Laredo. After a moment, Tabi gets out and pauses to stretch - and smooth her dress. She checks the GPS again. Yup, this is the place. Course the growing paking lot of vehicles is probably a big clue too. She grabs a small purse, feeling almost naked without her rucksack, and locks the Jeep.
Heidi also pops out of the truck alongside the Frostbite pack members, and stretches upward. "It's not easy being stuck between two giants. My legs are cramped. Next time, we drive my SUV." She gestures to the back of the pickup where the meade is. "Give me a hand guys?" Clearly, Heidi brought the booze. Taika tosses the empty bags of chips in a garbage bin. Even though this is a scrapyard, he is keeping it tidy. Looking around, he shrugs and wipes his dirty hands on his orange-stained white T. Hey, if it is dirty already, why not. Taika makes his way to wave people over and in. Even with a smile on his face, his Maori ta moko, or facial tattoos, make him a little off putting. To Robert, Taika laughs, "Yeah you have to shovel all of this food into your mouth to get rid of it."
Sten gets out of Therons truck, moving to the back of it getting two large crates that he hoists over his shoulders. "You grabbing the last crate Theron?" nodding to those in the back, heading over "Where you want the mead?!" the large Fenrir moves to see if there was someone who claimed this party and organized it.
Paul waves as he approaches the group, a big grin on his face, "Hey there, how's it going?" He glances around again but doesn't see any familiar faces. It doesn't quell the smile any. He glances over at Robert and nods his head, "I didn't want to show up empty handed."
Right! Directions on where to go. Noah clings to those as more people show up. Yep, he's out of his element. Still, he sets down his food offerings and then hurries to get in line. Food is a good plan, almost always.
"Yeah I got it." Theron remarks, he tosses his sword so its slung across his back and then moves to grab a crate from the back. "Shit...am I DD?" he realizes, muttering to himself. The Boyz(tm), the four sons of the married kinfolk couple who run the scrapyard, can be seen running around helping people put the food and drink they've brought where it needs to go. Cars are parked, people are directed to where to get in line for food, additional seats are placed around the central fire as more and more people arrive.
Fiona arrives with a basket of assorted muffins and canned smoked trout. Another covered bowl containing a smoked trout dish is held as well. She looks about at the mountains of cars and junk heaps, smiling to the passing people with a hearty hello and bright smile
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Bergin walks into the center of the yard, taking up a position near the pig slowly roasting over the fire pit and raises a bottle to get people's attention. However, with everyone eating and drinking and enjoying the spread set by the kinfolk owners of the Scrapyard, it takes a while for people to realize that he's trying to get people's attention. Thankfully, Mrs. Marry is there to let out of her ear-piercing whistles that can't easily be missed.
The young, bearded theurge smiles at the kinfolk's summons and clears his throat with a faint smile. "I'm Jay Bergin, called Foe Hammer by the People but most people know me simply as Bergin or Berg. I wanted to welcome you good folks to this Gathering. As you can see we have plenty of food and drink for ya tonight and you're welcome to take your fill." He takes a sip from his beer and smacks his lips with an audible 'Ah' in enjoyment.
Heidi follows along behind Theron as she brings cup souvenirs with her companies logo branded on the front, -Vardanyan Brewery-. "I doubt anyone with your metabolism is going to have to worry about that tonight. But if someone spikes it, I'll be your DD." She smiles, and puts the cups wherever the kinfolk boys point out.
Better late than never is that troublesome red head known as Erin. She has a few party platters of some brownies and halloween cookies, obviously she bought them and didnt make them herself cuz have you tasted her baking good grief. She looks around to see where the food goes as she takes a breath at all the people.
Taika looks up as the shrill whistle goes off. He appears to be directing traffic in terms of helping people to find spots on the tables for the food and drinks they are bringing. He is mentioning the various places they can sit and enjoy there food, and he is also handing out plates for people to partake in the merriment. Robert gives Erin a big wave when she pops up, and helps himself to some random drink. "And here I thought it would be all motor oil and car batteries..."
Noah was in line, when the whistle happened. He pauses, offering a wave to Berg after the introduction. He's sure there will be time to introduce himself to others. Yep. Right now, he's got a plate and is intent on getting some foods.
Paul eyes all the food and grins wider, "Wow, you really know how to put out a spread." He makes sure the smoked fish is placed with the meat and then waves to Erin, "Hey there Miss Erin, sure good to see you here. Not many faces I know tonight." He hears the whistles and turns to Bergin as he introduces himself. Aldric joins the growing group trickling in through the entrance and getting into various lines. He's got a half keg in each hand, walking over towards the area where it looks as though liquid refreshments are being put out to add his offerings to the pile. Chip goes to snag some meat from the tables, and then goes to sit down on the ground somewhere. He takes off his duffle and his banjo to set on the ground next to him and just people watches for now.
Calvin moves slowly, following along first towards the food line because who doesn't like food! Just some smaller things to pick out that he can eat without a plate for the moment. A bottle plucked from the assortment of drinks before he moves out of the way to see what this gathering is going to turn into.
Sten drops the two crates of mead by the drinks, cracking them open to show the bottles of mead from Heidis company. "Frostbite offers mead to the feast!" the Skald proclaims with a loud booming voice which could easily be heard. Grabbing one for himself and offering one each to Theron and Heidi. Looking about the people there. Tabi nods to the familiar faces and gives a friendly smile to those that aren't so familiar. She makes her way through the crowd to grab some of that pig before it's all gone.
If anyone jumps at the whistle would be Erin cuz she does and almost loses the cookies "Shit!" she grumbles a little bit looking at the man as he speaks. She blows some air and there is a bit more grumbling before she puts the cookies down. Robert's and Paul's wave are definately noticed and once she puts her shit down she kinda sneaks over towards them avoiding as many people as she can before she hugs them as if her life totally was just in danger and they were the saving grace. "Sup" she tries to play it of though like she's cool.
Accepting the mead, Theron grins wide. "I may take you up on that." he declares to Heidi, a nod to Sten and then the first swig of the drink as he checks out all the gathered. Fiona moves along towards the food table, not knowing too many. Then again if she left her cabin more she'd meet more people. Once at the table she sets the stuff down before going after the other stuff. Soon her plate is semi piled and she grabs a bottled drink
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The bearded Get theurge gives people a bit to take in his welcome before he explains how he has planned the evening. "We've got a really interesting story from one of our Tribesmen who's come a -stupidly- long way to get here and also got some fun planned in the form of a foot race around the scrapyard and some axe-throwing for those interested. And after -all- of that - if you can pick your bellies up off the ground from eating all this fine food - we can head back to the Stacks." He points to a narrow path leading between the rows of crushed cars to direct people's attention before adding, "I would ask any familiar with the Rite of Cleansing -or- anyone who wishes to learn it to accompany us to help prepare the space for a ritual circle."
Bergin smiles at the gathering of folks and concludes his welcoming remarks. "So, since I'm still new to the area and we may have more than a few unknown faces in the crowd, I thought we'd start things off with a quick bit of introduction. Please stand and tell us about yourself. Like I said, I am Jay Bergin, called Foe Hammer by the People, Cliath Godi of the Get of Fenris."
Heidi accepts the mead handed over to her and she smiles when opening it. "There's so many people here." And she knows absolutely no one, save the Fenris she arrived with. A nod goes to Theron, "I'll have the one then, and no more. Want me to take the keys?" Her hand goes out.
For Noah, it's a plate full of food and a bottle of water. Yep, with all the liquor and such, water is for this guy. He moves over to where folks are seated, taking a seat carefully. No need to dump the plate over!
Dalibor eyes the gathering crowd warily, before nodding his head to Bergin. The master of ceremonies might even get just a hint of a smile. Maybe. So far, things seem to be going according to plan.
