The initial plan to use the 2nd floor of MCH all went up in smoke with the fallout between MCH owners and cabinet owner TSC. bluey, Tian, Jack, TSC and I wasted 2 whole days clearing the junk upstairs only to discover it was time to move on. We swept, mopped, dusted, lifted, hammered, carried, shoved, destroyed, dismantled, smelt, cleaned, removed all for nothing.
A new location was secured but arcade cabinets don’t magically move themselves. Shrouded in secrecy we had no choice but to keep mum about our move. It felt like OHN5 ALL OVER AGAIN. The sweat, the pain, the frustration at things not working, plans not working according to ….er… plan. Jack was designated truck driver and he with a few others already started the move. When Akira and I arrived at the new location, the boys there already did all the work. Orion, Kevin, Jack, bluey and TSC were already having a lunch break when we got there. The image of the remaining cabinet will continue to haunt all of us as we tried unsuccessfully to move it upstairs through a narrow walkway to GGS. This is the beast in question:
This mini pic does no justice to its real life mammoth size and awkward angles which it presents to its handlers. I had the cheek to suggest we should just force it up the stairs and Jack echoed my views. Looks like us Chinese people have no brains at all. The only way this fridge is going upstairs is in pieces, that’s when we decided to pry it open in one of the busiest street in Sydney city. We got numerous “Are you jihading?” looks but the frustration got to us so much that we couldn’t be bothered.
The prying didn’t progress much as the structure of the cabinet, coupled with copies amount of wiring and dangerous current of the 2 monitors inside, prevented any hardcore attempts at dismantling. In addition, the pedestrian flow and oncoming traffic were factors in persuading us to find a more suitable place with better tools to break this mofo down. In the end, we headed to Daine’s place and laid it out in his garage. This is where the famous hospitality of Sydney comes into play. With a Melbourne guest who can’t take hints that he’s extra baggage, Sydney players got their point across by dumping him into the back of a truck.
Arriving at TSC’s home for the 1st time, I was overwhelmed OMG this guy is packing heat, he lives in a 3 storey mansion with beautiful maidens as servants. sneek and TSC proceeded to bust up the Versus City with the rest of us as assistants, and we were rushing to meet the deadline that was promised to the Sydney 3rd Strike community. Eventually, this project was abandoned because despite removing the heaviest items inside the cabinet (the 2 CRT monitors), it still weighed a ton and its internal wiring embedded too deep and complex for re-attachment. Personally, I attribute this to the gayness Akira brought over from Melbourne.
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