Dirk Poor

Fair Share

Fair isn't about who found it. It's about who you are when you split it.

Dirk Poor and Al Fluent walking into an empty factory yard — After the whistle went quiet, the grown-ups left a whole factory's worth of stuff behind. Dirk and Al went looking.

Dirk Poor lifting an old tarp to reveal a crate of salvage, Al Fluent leaning in behind him — Under an old tarp behind the loading dock, Dirk found the best haul either of them had ever seen.

Al Fluent speaking to Dirk Poor, who kneels by the crate — "You spotted it first," Al said. "Finders keepers."

Dirk Poor tipping the crate over and sorting the salvage into two piles while Al Fluent watches — Dirk didn't argue. He just tipped the crate out on the concrete and started making two piles.

Dirk Poor setting an old lantern on top of the pile nearest Al Fluent — One for you, one for me. When he got to the last piece, the best one, he set it on Al's pile.

Dirk Poor and Al Fluent walking home at sunset, both carrying armfuls of salvage — Al looked at it for a long second. Then they walked home together, arms full, both piles clanking the whole way.

Fair isn't about who found it. It's about who you are when you split it.

One more run.

Built From Scrap. Worth More Than Gold.

Story frames are AI-generated from the studio's own physical prototype figures. All final Cheap Skaterz artwork is created by human artists.

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