He holds out his hand which contains his three gold and shows it to Maggy, before frowning massively.
"What? Oh, yes, that's very tragic, mime. The unfortunate side effects of spending so much of your performance money on premium horse feed. A happy unicorn, but no auction date for our beloved mute minstrel. Truly, the shame-iest of shames. Years from now, bards will write elegant, somber ballads all about this day, but nobody will hear them, because it'll all be performed through interpretive dance."
Wow, Magtok doesn't sound very sympathetic, does he? I'm not so sure he's going to be loaning you anything, Mime. On top of everything else, he's bit busy peering at his phone, wondering if he should apologize again and lost in a sea of silly ex-relationship dramas.
MagAuction - Up on the Stage
Magtok has absolutely no idea who to glare at. First it's Warwick's kid, then Rein, then some other person, and then yet another person bids but he doesn't know that person and/or whether or not they'd be up to shenanigans. Samona's wink just unnerves Magtok even further! What are all those awful little people up to, and which one of them is going to win?
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Now you've done it Magtok. He's thrown away his money, and fell on his knees right in front of you.
Now he's burst into silent tears.
Now he's trying to hug your legs, likely wiping his teary, snotty face all over your nice robe that you picked out specially for this auction and probably thought was pretty great when you put it on today, but now it's ruined - nothing gets mime snot out of a robe. Nothing.
"On the one hand," thinks the Angel, while moving his mouth and having his vocal cords emit noise exactly like what he's thinking, "I'm not really that interested in Magtok. On the other hand.... I could make him do stuff like.... wear pants! Or.... have fun! That'd be awesome, he doesn't do it enough. I wonder if I can make him play with a puppy or a kitty or something like that.... let's find out.
MagAuction The gavel slams literally right after the Angel's bid, making it solid. "Sold! The Angel gets the cyborg for 1400 gold. If you would please bring up the money and accept your prize, we'll gladly move on to the next person..." Tualth starts, pausing as she draws a name from a hat. "Aubrey."
Jezebel and Kyranis
"And why did you win me? Surely you won't be asking me about myself for two days." Jezebel tells him.
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"Wait... I uh... I.... actually won? Wow! I... I never win anything! Awesome!" The Angel flies up to the stage and drops the bag with the gold in front of the announcer. "Woot!"
Aubrey, the completely androgynous hermaphrodite mask, walks up onto the stage wearing this. It's the most revealing thing she's ever worn in public, and the stage fright is hitting him hard. despite this, the confidence gained from spending time among the masks is helping, and Aubrey moves in a surprisingly attractive way that doesn't put too much emphasis on being either gender while moving up to the stage.
"Well, here I am. Any takers?" Aubrey's voice doesn't betray any sort of fright, thankfully.
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Irena can't help to be nervous, feeling her palms moisten up with sweat. It would be their turn soon and Nadia was still kind of drunk. No one knew them around here anyway so she bet no one would bid... That would be so embarrassing, going off the stage with no bids or ending up with some creep.
She takes a deep breath as she see Aubrey's auction, feeling ready to throw up already. Why had she signed up to this in the fist place? She hated to stay in the spot light!
The witch attempts to concentrate on something else... Nadia... or that leader woman Jezebel. There were something about her, in fact, there was something with this 'Aubrey' as well. Something familiar. They were the members of the same group right?
An idea hits her and she glances over at her girlfriend. "I need to ask that girl a few questions, alright? I'm going to make a bid since I think she got something to do with my sword, it's really important." She explains quietly, not really waiting for a response before saying. "600 gp!"
[Dena & Kirk]
The drow yawns, so far there only had been one ugly cyborg and a couple of girls, where were all the cute guys? She think she could one of them even if having a 'slave' for one day probably wouldn't be worth the money. She could afford spending some money on this event anyway.
Nadia blinks in surprise and looks back at Irena with some obvious confusion. "Well, alright." She's not sure what's up, but she'll probably just have to be patient and wait till after this auction.
Irena frowns, this was going to be harder then she though. But then again, she wasn't going to bid on anyone else so she might as well go for this one. "900!"
Magtok blinks. What? Haruki won?! How does that...why would he even...what? That last bid came out of goddamn nowhere, and even after the money is handed over, he's still struggling to wrap his head around this madness. He grits his teeth and accepts his fate with as much dignity as he can muster.
"If it weren't for the forum censors I would have more than a few choice words for you right now, bird-boy."
All things considered though, Mag probably owes Haruki for this, as loathe as he might be to publicly admit to such a thing. He wasn't quite sure who was going to win before that angel stepped in. It was either the terrifying monster with pointy teeth, supernatural strength, immortality, and whose kind are often associated with a silly European accent, or the terrifying monster with pointy teeth, supernatural strength, immortality, and whose kind are often associated with a silly European accent. One would probably accidentally kill him with an enormous hat-mounted gatling gun, and the other is a smelly walking corpse.
That Other Magtok, The One Who Bids On Things
Ugh. Dammit Mime, why do you have to make it so damned hard to be mean to you?! Magtok sighs in exasperation, and perhaps guilt too, before reaching into a robe pocket. He pulls out a bag full of gold, but not quite all the gold he brought with him today. One thousand three hundred should be plenty for whatever ridiculous clown lady that the mute wants to bid on, right?
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It seems that all that was good has died
Oh, no. The world is a scary place
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Haruki lands next to the cyborg. "Well, if you chose your words more carefully, the forum censor wouldn't matter, would it?" he says, lightly flapping his wings.
Magtok rolls his right eye. The other one is too busy staring right at Haruki and trying to figure out whether he'd be able to sneak up on the angel and use him as a crude sort of hang-glider or something.
"Whatever. So where are we doing this date nonsense or whatever? Do I pay for dinner, or do you, or do we split it? Oh, and before this goes anywhere, no tongue. That's my one rule, and I'm not breaking it, no matter how much money you throw at poor people."
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"I can see inside you, the sickness is rising,
It seems that all that was good has died
Oh, no. The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me."
Ugh. Dammit Mime, why do you have to make it so damned hard to be mean to you?! Magtok sighs in exasperation, and perhaps guilt too, before reaching into a robe pocket. He pulls out a bag full of gold, but not quite all the gold he brought with him today. One thousand three hundred should be plenty for whatever ridiculous clown lady that the mute wants to bid on, right?
Hooray!
Mime tries to hug Magtok even tighter, before taking the money from him and happily skipping in circles around Magtok.
"Sold!" Taulth shouts before pointing her gavel to Irena. "To the possible future "slave" too. If you could come up, pay, and claim your prize, we can move onto..." She starts before reaching into the tophat blindly once more.
When she pulls out the nametag, she grins. "Mime and Butler! If you two kind gentlemen would come on up and strut your stuff, we'll begin."
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Aubrey grins, waiting for Irena to come up and pay. That wasn't so bad, aubrey didn't even have to do anything, and the person who bought him was a pretty young woman. Aubrey can't help but wonder why Irena bought her, though, and the mind drifts to sexy places. Well, one can dream.
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Sadly I doubt Nadia would let her do anything Aubrey dreams off. v.v
But one can dream. Or so Irena can. <.<
Right now the witches head is filled with other uses this cultist could have, all she can come up with is things Nadia wouldn't approve with though. Damn it.
Irena smiles faintly at her girlfriend before she get's up and start to walk towards Aubrey, handing over the appropriate (but now rather moist) sum of money to the auctioneers.
"Um... hi." She greets the cultists once reaching the stage, her head still being filled with inappropriate thoughts that doesn't really clear up now that she's so close. Maybe if she whined on Nadia enough...
"Aubrey right? I'm Irena." She says, offering her hand. If the cultist takes it she will notice it's still (if not more) sweaty.
Damn it again, she couldn't be this nervous. She takes a deep breath and leans in on Aubrey conspiratorially as she glances at Nadia. "So my girlfriend Nadia is over there..." She explains, trying to see the cultists reaction to that. Maybe they could convince Nadia together?
This is a horrible, horrible plan.
[Butler Auction]
"200 gp!" Dena is quick to bid. Butler was the first cute guy for the evening, of course she'll bid on him even if she didn't really expected to win. Because damn, this guy was hot and she couldn't afford to spend that much on this auction.
Nadia watches Irena go up to claim Aubrey, not looking exactly happy. Not angry or anything, but one can tell that her mood is suffering. It's jealousy, plane and simple. Maybe she would feel better about this if Irena wasn't so obviously on edge.
[Butler Auction]
Kirk chuckles and glances at Dena. "Someone's eager." He comments with a smirk.
Dena laughs at that comment, "That's coming from the right person, how long did it take between our first bet and you had group sex exactly? 30 minutes? 20? Give me a number here Kirky."
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