Do you think a car/bike shop is necessary here? |
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:29 pm
 If you go a few blocks away and down some dark alleyways, you will find a three story building in an unusual spot. On the first floor you see two closed garage doors and one regular door off to the side. There are no neon signs hanging up anywhere but there is a mural painted on the face of the building. In that mural you see that the place is called the FM Car and Bike Shop. **Currently hiring for a motorcycle mechanic and a parts manager. Please either show up here in the shop or PM me a reason why you should get the position you desire.** *Thread approved by Rikku and Dusketh....and believe me, I have proof.*
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:46 pm
Layout of the interior:
As you walk through the regular door to the left of the garage doors, you see a relatively large area for repair work. To the right side of the first floor you see a frame machine used to lift up cars. All along the left wall you see toolboxes and a few dollies to carry parts. To the back of the room you see a door leading to the showroom, which faces another street in the area. Cars and motorcycles are displayed in here. A small desk is to the far right near the wall. To the right of the desk, there is a doorway that leads upstairs to the second floor. Here, there is a parts room where all of the parts needed for motorcycles and cars are kept. Rows of shelves with numbers to designate which parts go where can be seen in here. To the left corner of the room there is another doorway which leads upstairs to a pair of rooms on the third floor. They are both connected to one another via doorway. Both of them are similar in size and setup. There is one window in each room facing out towards the street, a queen size bed, closet, and a bathroom. A fire escape, which runs along the windows of the rooms, goes down to the alleyway the runs alongside the building.
Employees:
Parts manager: Motorcycle mechanic: Sales associate: Angel-of-Bloody-Midnight Car mechanic: Kamahl Oboroten Mechanic's apprentice: Alexei Orlov (NPC)
**This place is also where you can modify your current vehicle.**
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:49 pm
**There are no cars or motorcycles currently in stock. Need to get them sent over to the shop as soon as there are employees to help out.**
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 7:08 pm
"Here to help out as much as possible! Got questions? Ask me or Kamahl-sama!" ((Either post here, or PM one of us.)) "We may get back to you." ((Wow, why do I feel like a freakin' answering machine?))
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:50 pm
Kamahl made his way into the shop via the back door. He was glad to be in a familiar place and he hoped that Lin was safe. Whether or not she was hurt during his transformation was unclear to him but he had a bad feeling that she got scared to the point where she might try and hunt him down. After closing the back door, he walked over to the office and sat down in the recliner. It had been a rough night for him, with the running about and reverting back to his human form. Now, he just had to sit down and wait for Lin to find him. He knew that he could count on her to find out where he has been and where he would end up being. Slowly, he leaned back in his recliner.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 8:24 pm
It seemed pretty tense when he entered that bar where the elder meeting took place. So many possibilities of what could happen popped up in his mind. Kamahl wondered whether he should get involved in the fight or not. He had a few friends and acquaintances that were vampires. He thought that it would be unfortunate to have to kill anyone of them but it would be better than being considered an exile and traitor to his race. Quickly, he dismissed the thoughts about the next clash between the races. He slowly turned his recliner to face the window that showed the interior of the garage. A car that he had acquired about a week or so ago was sitting in there. The Vega didn't look too bad for its age but it needed some work to it.
"I guess I'll have to wait for the engine to come in tomorrow before I even think about driving it."
The lack of power from its small engine made him order a larger V-8 for it. He was hoping everything else he had order would come in around the same time as all of the engine components. Slowly, he turned the recliner back to the door of the shop. Nobody would be coming in at this time of night....not while things were still getting set up in the shop. Just to be safe, Kamahl looked under the desk to make sure his .44 was still there in case someone came in. Hopefully, he wouldn't get into any conflict tonight, especially here in the lycan sector of the city.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:59 am
The parts truck had dropped by earlier this morning. Kamahl didn't notice it because he was sleeping on the recliner in the office. Sunrays came through the window and shown in different parts of the room. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked about. He sensed that someone was here earlier so he got up and walked outside of the shop. Luckily, everything was there in a large crate near one of the garage doors.
"Good, now I can get started."
Kamahl walked back inside to get a pallet jack and a hammer. He grabbed the hammer and the pallet jack and walked back outside. Slowly, he began to take the nails out of one of the sides of the crate so he could start bringing in parts for his newly acquired car.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:45 pm
After about a half an hour or so, Kamahl finally finished unloading the crate. It sat outside in shambles now and would be good for firewood now. With all the stuff inside the garage now, Kamahl was standing behind the car coming up with a game plan.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:55 pm
He started to walk around the car, looking at a few details while concocting his plan. After a few minutes, he pushed the button on the wall that controls the frame machine so the car could be lifted into the air. Earlier he had disconnected the brake lines going to the rear of the car. Kamahl then decided that it would be a good idea to start dismantling the rear end of the car. He grabbed an assortment of tools needed for the job and proceeded in removing the shocks.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 1:10 pm
It took some force to break the shocks loose from the car. Kamahl had successfully broke them free though after using the breaker bar. All of a sudden, the rear end dropped from its position on the car. With a series of quick movments, he caught the rear end with both hands, in a grip similar to when you are lifting weights. Slowly he carried the rear end to a corner of the garage away from the new parts and the car.
The new rear end he had received was a Ford 9 inch rear, strong but needed a bit of power to turn the 3.73 gears that were in it. Kamahl knew that it might be too big to fit in the Vega so he made sure that it was narrowed a bit so that it would fit in the car with ease.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 7:09 pm
After a few hours, Kamahl had put in the rear end and hooked up the components that went with it. The driveshaft was already dropped to the floor along with the empty gas tank. He walked out from under the car and towards the sink to wash his hands.
"I think that I can finish working on this tomorrow. I need some time outside."
He quickly dried his hands and walked out of the garage. (exit to the city)
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 8:56 pm
Kamahl entered the shop once more. His newly hired apprentice, Alexei, was already putting in the gas tank on the car and getting the new fuel lines ready for installation. Kamahl asked him. "Did the new shipment arrive, Alexei?"
His apprentice replied, "Yes, I have already unloaded it and put it in the stock room." Kamahl nodded to Alexei and walked upstairs to the parts room. A few wooden cases were lined across the wall near the stairs leading to the third floor. He knew that eventually he would have to have another extension of the shop built specifically for housing his weapons shipments.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:13 pm
Kamahl had unloaded and organized what he could with the limited amount of time and space he had. Non-lethal weapons were separated from the ones meant to kill, ammunition and magazines were put into 'file cabinets' of sorts. He went downstairs to his office to finish up some paperwork that was laying on his desk. After working for a few minutes he sensed something...something familiar. Even though the apartment was a few blocks away he knew someone was there, but who? Kamahl quickly dropped his pen on the desk and ran out of the shop towards the apartment. (exit to the Sanctuary of the Beast)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:03 am
Kain walked in and looked around "crap, it's empty, oh well" He walked over to the front desk and scribbled out a job application and left (exit)
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 8:14 pm
Looking somewhat tired, Myyth walked in through the front door and took a look around. The place looked good, even if it lacked some of the lived in feeling the other had had.
"Kamahl, you still here?" She called out into the back.
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