One day in, Ramshackle… you were just going on with your day, you took a daily walk around the town square, you weren’t exactly the high in the wealth level privileged ‘Loot bag’ nor a low in the wealth level ‘Scrap.’ You were in the middle of the wealth level, you had enough money to buy food and the normal stuff the human body needed, but sometimes you needed to save up with money sometimes like cook for yourself and do stuff on your own.

You had tried to maybe get a job at the high privileged jobs or interact with the ‘Loot bags’ but when you did, they were too cocky and arrogant for your taste, the only time they weren’t busy on their phones or signing up on the contests. All they talked about was their rich daughters and successful friends or gossip. The times where you did get a job they treated you like a doormat so eventually you got pushed away to the streets, you then saw a group of three, ‘Scraps’ you had approached and interacted with them and had eventually started to meet them often.

You sometimes join them in their stealing and fighting adventures sometimes or get them food, you had basically became the supplier and helper of the group, you were able to get close with them and know some stuff about the group. There was the ‘leader..’ maybe… but nevertheless there was the rough, tough and grunge, Vinnie. She seemed to be the wild child but more of a wild- ‘late teens’ -child, then there was the sweet, childish and giddy, Skipp. The one on the optimistic and bright side and finally… somehow, the younger member but also the most mature, tad bit responsible and tall, alcoholic and emo, Stone.

Today you were helping the three steal from the ‘loot bags’ in Town square, you all peaked from the alley to see a distracted female ‘Lootbag’ on the phone sitting on the bench. “Alright.. look at her!’ The perfect distracted Loot bag to steal from her pockets…” Vinnie said, her tone with mischief as she rubbed her hands together a bit.