Auction of the Century (OPEN - Black Sun Dominion of Nar Kreeta)

[Ishiro Zambrano]

As the young man read more about each of those items on sale, his interests shifted. He was no longer interested in the gem, instead, he had his eyes on a particular suit of armor. It seemed like it was quite valuable, since only eight models were in existence, which meant that it was possibly worth a lot more than the asking price. ''1.010.000 credits as well as 2 trained Nexus, with enough food to last them three years on the Eol Sha armor.''

 

[Popo]

"600 THOUSAND FOR THE ARM! 13 MILLION FOR THE BLUEPRINTS AND ONE FREE PERSONAL SHIP BUILT BY TENLOSS!" with that, Popo glanced down at the buffet.

Perhaps he would try the barbecue first. Then the ribs. Maybe the roast after.

@[member="Rasho the Hutt"]

 

[Neskar A'toll]

Someone else (@[member="Mia Monroe"]) had bid 30,000 on that neat looking chain-blaster he sought, and the armoured man frowned. Today wasn't his day, it seemed. You can't win them all. Well. If I can't, neither can they. If they do win, by Manda, they'll be paying. Bump it up to 40,000, that seemed good enough to perhaps... he didn't quite know why. Intimidate? With what, imaginary piles of money? Oh dear. He needn't worry, however. That other employer had guranteed him that the credits were already in his account, he checked and they were. Nothing to worry about. Oh yes. He would NOT spend it all on drink this time either. He had long learnt the harsh consequences of that very mistake, precisely the consequence of harshness he had never experienced and the like.

"37,000 on the Gorgon, upping my own bid there, how sad, and... 35 on the chain-blaster, if you don't mind."

 

[Onrai]

"Fourteen million for the blueprints, plus a dozen Mirari bodyguard droids and a personally manufactured starship. Six fifty for Circe's arm piece."

@[member="Popo"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"] @[member="Mia Monroe"] @[member="Ashe the Reaper"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

It was at this point that credit checks started turning up displeasing results. Very displeasing. @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"], king of a moderately insignificant Mid Rim planet, had spent a metric fethton of credits in previous auctions. He received a note stating that his monetary bids would no longer be accepted for the blueprints; non-monetary only. @Thalia Zambrano received a similar notice.
"As @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] has spent 17,794,503 credits in auctions this week, the seller of the blueprints declines his credit. Also, we are pleased to announce that the legendary Bantha Rocket is now being offered. Starting bid, twenty thousand."

 

[Velok the Younger]

@[member="Triko"]
For the Bantha rocket: One Hammer-B LAC. Inside the LAC, one large crate of nukes that shoot lasers. On the nukes that shoot lasers, one bantha-pelt rug. On the bantha-pelt rug, me.

The Nightsister Elder smiled fondly, remembering prior associations with the rocket's creator. She had made millions this week on leather sales. She could afford to go high, yes indeed. For Triko, anything.

That, and she's always wanted that bantha rocket.

 

[Nyxie]

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand for the piece of Lady Savan...." she yelled.
@[member="Yusan Fenn"]: Greetings.... What is it you desire...? she asked.
Ashe did not turn nor move, but she could see his apparent interest in something.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Arthur's hand worked again, moving around what he did to get a clear picture of what he had. "13 Million, the 15 Cyclops droids, and trade with Iferetes' Kolto and Hydrogen reserves, the trade of course would have discounted prices for the same amount that others would get." They had companies and ships, he had a planet, one that had become a massive trade hub... or rather, so it was to be when the hutt spoke, but why not he made off well and there were other ways of getting those blueprints. So he shrugged and sat down, watching now only. Edit part: "I offer then a Dark Harvester Prize Vessel Which i had won, as appearently hard earned credits from my planets coffers are not enough, while a ship that is built from scratch is eight times that price but you know, the pickyness of a seller. As well as the ship i offer the fifteen Cyclops battle droids and a Nynir Heavy Frigate. Oh, and my offer of a safe haven and extraction of course, all for the Blueprints."


(( Oh and Rasho, do your bloody research, i am not in the mid rim, no where near it...

 

[Ashin Varanin]

OOC/ I'd like to remind folks that one-line bids will not be accepted.

@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] -

Name: Iferetes
Region: Mid Rim

 

[Onrai]

Thalia's credit ran through dividends from Subach, Serpenan wealth, and other financial resources. The specs for the Pellaeon were being paid for with company money as a business investment, but the date with Spencer(still at 1,000,000 credits, last she checked) and the piece of her former self were both being purchased with her own finances.

"Fifteen million for the Pellaeon specifications, as well as thirteen Mirari bodyguard droids and three percent of Subach's profit for five years." For now, Ashe could handle the arm.

@[member="Rasho the Hutt"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"] @[member="Mia Monroe"] @[member="Ashe the Reaper"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles was leaning against the back wall listening as people bid back and forth. He knew his best chance of getting his hands on one of the ships the blueprints were for would be to back up @[member="Mia Monroe"]. So he quickly gathered a list of the items he had available to him from the last auction and sent her a private message quickly. "I have the following items that you can use to bid on that blue print. 1 Aleph-class elite fighter, A squadrons worth (12) Devastator-class heavy fighters, roughly four million credits, and 2 favors by myself no questions asked." He made sure that the signature included his name Aedan Miles General of the Red Legion. So that she would know that she had an ally here to support her.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

With a window-rattling belch of extreme discontent, the Hutt consulted with the legal department, a pair of slobber-clad droids. The droids approached @[member="???"] and @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] with a simple request. Open your accounts to examination and verification from the auction monitors, if you hope to have bids of that size accepted.

 

[Onrai]

With a nod, the enigmatic woman chose to do so. Further examination would show that she was using two accounts. One was a verified Subach-Innes company account, with well over fifteen million in it, while the other was a personal account, with several million in it. Neither gave away the identity of the bidder, as the accounts were privately listed, but the current balances could easily be seen and verified.

Besides, the mystery woman hadn't purchased anything at all during this auction. She still had all her money to spare.

@[member="Rasho the Hutt"]

 

[Nyxie]

Don't be so foolish... Ashe said to @???. I can tell you have more... pressing matters on your mind. We will speak after the auction.
Ashe wasn't too pleased about being dead and consequently undead, all over a facade of an illusion. Yet, she had the piece of her lover on her mind - for her lover's own sake - and knew the ship schematics would be on the woman's own. An explanation as to why she had left a false holotape about a false danger, fooled both her and Kaine, had a child, came to Ashe and let that child be sucked away.... Actually, it suddenly began to make plenty of sense. Had she not needed to die for it, Ashe would be quite pleased indeed.
Ashe had all but forgotten what else was for auction and where her bid stood for a moment.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Arthur waved off the droid, smiling. His hand worked on the datapad and he pulled up the specs on the ships he offered, as well as the droids, and lastly the accounts, coffers of the planet accumulated through many trade agreements and the facts of his planet's exports, he also made sure it was the government budget he was using and not his own.... well his own money is the government budget but blueprints that cost 5 times less than a built frigate should be no problem for a planet such as his that is known to be actively updating its armed forces and economy constantly. "If you would please look this over fast, and when you do i will re bid in light of the fact that my monetary means are perfectly in reason for the fact that the blueprints will be used for the betterment and later defense of my planet and others that come under our care in the future. Until then my bids are void on the ship blueprints." @[member="Rasho the Hutt"]

 

[Velok the Younger]

@[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Rave had been momentarily distracted by the necessity of bidding on the Bantha Rocket, an item of unspeakable rarity. "Sorry 'bout that, Miz Arceneau," she said. "So. Yeah -- we work with terentateks, but also Leviathans of Corbos, an' tikulini, an' the Lotek'k an' such. Our main clientele is Forcers an' them that fight Forcers, so that influences what critters we're after.

"As for how I got all them together for the Lotek'k hunt...well, a girl's gotta have some secrets."

 

[Serah Oricion]

"Well miss, i just wanted to say hello and ask what it is that you are so fixated on that limb for?" Yusan detached the mask but even then only @[member="Ashe the Reaper"] would see his face because of the hood, a good scar remaining from where he had been burned by the bombs clear as day. He hadn't been able to fix the scar easily with him suppose to be dead, but the fact that this woman was so fixated on the limb interested him. "Were you a friend or enemy of Savan's?"

 

[Ashin Varanin]

OOC/ This auction will conclude at 11PM EST. The thread will continue based on the ongoing planetary takeover storylines involved.


IC/ @[member="???"]

Without a name, we will require someone of known means to vouch for you. One of your stature should have no trouble securing such verification.

Sincerely,
The Management

@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

Your credit is approved, within reason.

Which would seriously boost the Black Sun war chest necessary to solidify control over this world.

 

[Lina Ovmar]

Damn that hutt! Mia's eyes bore it the back of the slug shaped trash can as he ploughed his way through the buffet table. An involuntary nudge in the force anf the nearest plate of barbequed nerf steaks flipped, creating a new look for the hutt. She turned her eyes away, fighting back a smile. People were pulling ridiculous sums of money out of the hat, She was not about to make herself bankrupt but she needed something more than what she had to offer. As if in answer to her, @[member="Aedan Miles"] sent her a message and this time she did smile as she called her bid out. "Thirteen point one million for the blueprints, five percent in shares of Miri Farms, a tame vornskr and three ysalamari and the nutrient tanks to contain them and a squadron of devastator fighters. Also forty five thousand on the chain blaster." Eyes scanned the crowd for the Legionnaire, spotting him, she beckoned him over to join her.

@[member="Neskar A'toll"] @[member="Popo"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[Lucien Cordel]

Lucien had sent word that unless he won the egg the servant who was bidding for him would take a short fall down a big drop swiftly followed by her family, The woman's arm shot up "150,000 credits on The dragon egg as well as a secure compound in the Canaitith Mountain and the 5 year prepaid service of a S'Kytri warrior bard" Panic was evident in her voice, she had to bring back that egg.