The woman gives a slight chuckle at Xifra's mental message before smiling at the crowd. "How about if I let myself be auctioned off for a 48 hour period instead of 24? Surely some of you can use someone for that long."
Reelshka and Pathfinder
Pathfinder looks away from the display on stage, somewhat uncomfortable with it all, but he gives Reelshka a slight smile. "It's not as bad as I thought it'd be."
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Jezebel's Auction
Now Dave started getting a little panicked.
Sure, he brought his credit card and has plenty of money in the bank, but is making Jezebel help him and Clarissa move worth so much money?
...
Yes, yes it is.
"901 GP!" he says rather energetically.
Oh Dave, you shrewd man you.
"1100 gp." Kirk calls. If there's one person he'd like to bid on this evening, it's Jezebel, so he'd might as well set the bar up a bit higher.
[Irena and Nadia]
Meanwhile, Nadia can't help but ogle Jezebel. She's just... damn. Of course, she feels rather guilty doing it, what with her girlfriend sitting right beside her. She glances at Irena, hoping that her staring hadn't been too obvious.
Jezebel's Auction
If Kirk could see Dave's eyes from where Dave is standing, he'd see Dave is shooting daggers from his eyes at him.
Metaphorically, not literally.
So, he goes for a last ditch bid for himself before it gets too rich for his liking.
"1101 GP!"
He really hates withdrawing money from his bank account too.
"Yeah, I don't want to miss a chance seeing you humiliated do I?" Dena replies with a chuckle as they take a seat.
For the auction itself she doesn't seem very interested in Jezebel's show, at least no sexually. She can appreciate the showmanship she's showing though.
[Irena and Nadia]
Don't worry Nadia, Irena is quite obviously ogling Jezebel as well. She doesn't even notice her girlfriend looking at her. Her interest in the cult leader isn't purely sexual however, the attributes she had reminded her of something.
The sword...
"We're supposed to bid on our favorite people, right Moff sir?" Butler has a few people in mind. However, only a thousand less than that gp, so he's out on this bid.
Kalholdt
"That's true. Well you know who I am pretty well then. Who are you?" He means more than just a name.
Ilpholin
Has chosen to stop bidding at this time.
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Aubrey would have bid to set the price higher, but doesn't seem to be terribly worried at this point. She's taken a seat off to the side to watch the auction with a smile, though body language suggests he doesn't particularly want to be looked at just yet.
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Oh wow. That's umm...that's certainly something, isn't it? Magtok stares down at the phone, lost in a sort of trance for a minute or two as the bidding war rages all around him.
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That...that'll work as a reply, right? Implying that she'd have to be not in her right mind to wish you well and feel weird about that past relationship is so totally polite and not rude at all. Same goes for implying that the guy she's with might have drugged her, clearly.
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Oh wow, jeez. That came out all kinds of wrong. Ignore that last message, I didn't mean to imply anything about mercenary guy. Are you alright, though?
Magtok squirms, and hits send again. Wow, that message really isn't much better. Which one of them is supposed to be doing the drunk-texting here? Mag starts up a third message to apologize for the second, only to thankfully be interrupted by none other than Mime!
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Magtok will see who is surely his second favourite street performer (at least!) approaching him, smiling broadly.
Magtok immediately tries to look busy, hopefully buying him a moment of hesitation from Mime with which our cyborg can use to brace himself for whatever nonsense is to follow. He makes himself look busy, naturally, by lifting up a large picket sign with a purple M on it and keeping his quasi-promise to Jezebel. It would be an awful shame if she wound up with that guy who seemed to upset her greatly earlier.
"Thirteen hundred!"
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For some reason, probably comprehensible only to himself, and possibly his Bond-Mate, Kyranis (see avatar) chooses now to raise his bidding paddle, which is emblazoned with a large ruby.
"1500 gold."
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Oh no you don't! Kirk's not letting this slip away just because his player's been busy! I mean because someone else bid against him yet again. He raises his paddle. "1600 gp."
And, up comes the paddle... Apparently, Kyranis isn't too eager to let this go either.
"1650 gold."
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...And then puts it back down. What a lame and disappointing anticlimax.
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He then peers at his phone, his attention awkwardly situated between Missy's messages and the auction. Should he go past the halfway point for Jezebel, or hold on to try to nab someone else? Does he tell Halifax that his heart has been a fakey artificial robot one since forever, or would she rather hear some bright and sappy lie that would convince her to keep the old one and somehow wind up happier for it?
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It isn't. If he says you need to have it replaced, I'd go with what he says.
Honesty, let's go with that. Manipulation and junk is for enemies, not friends, and I'm almost completely certain that Missy is one of the latter...maybe.
When the gavel slams, Kyranis is the one left with his paddle up in the air. Jezebel can't help but smile slightly up at the stranger. "It's a rather thrilling pleasure to be won by a mysterious man." She says in front of the crowd. "If you'd be kind enough to help me off stage and give payment to Tualth, we can proceed with the Auction." She says as the actress unlocks the cage to let her out. Jezebel steps towards the small stairs off the stage and waits for her "Owner" to come and take her hand to guide her down.
((For the next few posts, please tell me OOC if you feel that I should run two auctions at the same time. One for men and one for women. It'd be at the same time IC too since many people will only bid upon people of a specific gender.))
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Moff applauds at the end of the auction, because it seems appropriate. Then back to ear petting. Mmmm... petting.
Xifra can't resist going to the stage to help the actress let her Mistress out of the cage, and gives Jezebel a passionate kiss (attempted) before letting the winning bidder claim his prize.
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((Maybe do the Magtok auction now, to let the hosts have the distinction of being solo acts, and then try doing a male and a female auction at the same time. Maybe pairs of auctionees should be solo?
Of course you can change the procedures after any auction, to tweak it and make it more workable.
Maybe allow people to PM in a reserve highest bid, for those who aren't online at the right time to win an auction? But require them to at least post one bid in the thread IC, so other players know the competition?))
((Two seems like the easier approach, but either way it will take a while. My vote is on double auctions.))
Entrance -> Cabaret
Junior walks in, ready to waste some money bidding on a slave now that he has a new job secured. He's not here to cause trouble, simply here for the drinks and the chance to do a charitable deed for once.
He'll quickly take a place in the cabaret, cursing as he notices he's missed a rather enticing first bid. Hopefully whoever is left will measure up to that splendor. He pats the satchel at his side, laden down with a fair amount of his money from Holowtinns. Not quite half, but more than enough to ensure he can bid competitively.
Cabaret
Dionysius is also here, biting his thumbs and cursing the cruel fates that made him a god this night. He'd much rather be a wealthy mortal, if it meant he could compete for the other slaves while biding his time until his own chance on stage.
Of course, he still wouldn't bid on Jezebel, knowing she wouldn't enjoy his company. Still, the tedium was rather wearying. If the next few slaves don't put on as much of a show as Jezebel did, he might go stir crazy waiting.
Oh wow. That's umm...that's certainly something, isn't it? Magtok stares down at the phone, lost in a sort of trance for a minute or two as the bidding war rages all around him.
That...that'll work as a reply, right? Implying that she'd have to be not in her right mind to wish you well and feel weird about that past relationship is so totally polite and not rude at all. Same goes for implying that the guy she's with might have drugged her, clearly.
Magtok squirms, and hits send again. Wow, that message really isn't much better. Which one of them is supposed to be doing the drunk-texting here? Mag starts up a third message to apologize for the second, only to thankfully be interrupted by none other than Mime!
Magtok immediately tries to look busy, hopefully buying him a moment of hesitation from Mime with which our cyborg can use to brace himself for whatever nonsense is to follow. He makes himself look busy, naturally, by lifting up a large picket sign with a purple M on it and keeping his quasi-promise to Jezebel. It would be an awful shame if she wound up with that guy who seemed to upset her greatly earlier.
"Thirteen hundred!"
Mime - not even concerned a little that Magtok looks busy - throws himself at him for a hug.
Yay! Magtok! Woo!
He grins happily at him after releasing him from the hug, before suddenly remembering why he came over here in the first place. Money!
He holds out his hand which contains his three gold and shows it to Maggy, before frowning massively.
Kal can't help but smirk as the current auction draws to a close. Well that was unexpected.
He leans over to the bartender. "Hey... I'd like a bottle of water, please."
[Cabaret]
The other devil in the room smiles as the auction comes to a close as well, though Lanthil's is not quite so mischievious. Rather, deftly taking a glass of champagne from a passing server, she drifts over to where Dionysis is, falling in place beside him. "You don't seem to be enjoying yourself as much as you could be. May I ask why?" She says.
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Auction
Dave sighed.
At least you tried Dave! That's gotta count for something, right?
And it was pretty fun!
So fun that Dave hopes that he gets auctioned off next.
((I have no preference, though a double auction may make the whole thing go faster))
Andy watched over the whole suction as well. He would really like to bid on her as well, because she may have enough information of the masked guys. He just hopes that there will be someone bidding on him as well. He sights by realizing that he doesn't know most of the people here. His attention goes back to his drink.
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Maybe Andy should try to meet people while he's here! At least he already knows Moff, since they fought before when AMEN attacked GLoG.
Meanwhile, two more women come in to bid. First, it's Cecily, wearing the hell out of that cape! She must be branching out into non-headgear accessories!
Second, is Willow Warwick. Ilpholin may remember her from Thanksmas a year ago. I don't think anyone else knows her. Despite her grown up look, which she pulls off well in designer clothes, it's obvious looking at her face that she's still in her teens. In fact, she just turned 18 a few weeks ago.
Really? As far as I remember he fought Rot and Rose. Maybe he was one of the caught guys since I don't remember who was Nr 3 there.
Due to a sudden hin he stands up seeing a person alone he heads over. When he reaches Willow Warwick he makes a small bow in front of her and if she offers her hand he also goes for a handkiss.
"Good day Miss. Are you here to watch the auction?"
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