Ah. Butterflies. The warmest of fuzzies. The contact sets Peridot beaming from ear to ear, and she happily lets Amethyst lead the way to this mythical carnival dumpster for a good old fashioned scavenging session.
An hour or so later, Peridot has amassed a respectable sized pile of nonsense with which she can craft her latest masterpiece. There's a lot of food garbage to get through, but when one can get past that, there are some real treasures hidden within: Busted up prizes, broken portions of signs and game booths, bottles and cans, scraps of metal and broken machinery...
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An hour or so later, Peridot has amassed a respectable sized pile of nonsense with which she can craft her latest masterpiece. There's a lot of food garbage to get through, but when one can get past that, there are some real treasures hidden within: Busted up prizes, broken portions of signs and game booths, bottles and cans, scraps of metal and broken machinery...