SSB Mystery Item Auction Number Two - Barter Preferred

[Ashin Varanin]

"The South Syndicate Bazaar Expo is going grand, but one thing it just doesn't have is a good old-fashioned swap meet. Sometimes credits won't do fine. Sometimes you need something more real. These mystery items have no starting bid, and it's the anonymous sellers who will choose the winning bid. But I think we all know what a raise looks like! Bid with favors, stock, ships, goods, guns, favors, contracts -- whatever you like! Cash is accepted, but these sellers have expressed a preference for non-monetary compensation. And, of course, if anyone out there has something they want to sell anonymously, just contact us and we'll add you to the roster!"

Lot A: Mystery Corporate Stock, High Tier
Lot B: Mystery Corporate Stock, Low Tier
Lot C: Mystery Corporate Stock, Low Tier
Lot D: Mystery Weapon, Personal
Lot E: Mystery Weapon, Personal
Lot F: Mystery Weapon, Personal
Lot G: Mystery Weapon, Personal
Lot H: Mystery Clothing
Lot I: Mystery Clothing
Lot J: Mystery Droid
Lot K: Mystery Item, Small
Lot L: Mystery Item, Small
Lot M: Mystery Starship, Small
Lot N: Mystery Starship, Small

 

[Nyxie]

Another auction.... Ashe was quite the busy fox today.
"One hundred thousand opening on F, and the offer of a rare cryastium alchemy sword made to order."
Hopefully her daughter would be alright with that, but then again, the girl could always make new ones for herself.

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer wandered a bit with a small bag slung over her shoulder. She had been hard a work. Looking over, she reached into her bag and pulled out a small holocron.

"A holocron of my own design teaching Flow Walking for Mystery item Lot K" @[member="Selka Ventus"]

 

[Lord Ghoul]

"One night of me rocking Lot H's owner's world," Mikhail frowned suddenly. "Or killing somebody, for him... if, y'know, if she's a he."

 

[Triko]

For no explainable reason of any relevance, Triko was there, and he meant business. (Or at the very least something resembling business.)

"Triko give bantha rocket for Lot I! Very special rocket! Only illegal in some systems, no worry!"

 

[Ordo]

A pair of Basilisk war droids for lot A and a personally hand made Beskad for lot L.

 

[Arage Bao]

When there was an opportunity for profit, Jared was right there to reap the benefits. That was one of the eternal constants in the Galaxy. People should already know this kind of stuff really.

"A SV-303 Aurora-class Frigate for Lot A."

Bid high, and bid hard.

 

[Matreya]

Lot A - a 20,000 sq ft Home on beautiful Val'hala
Lots D and E - an X-Wing fighter with full amenities, purchased and delivered exclusively by Lord Daemos as well.

 

[Chupa La'Roi]

Chupa smiled as he stepped forward to submit his bid.

"These bastiches bring ships and homes to the table for Lot A. I give you a different trade: I offer my body up for experimentation, how ever that may be, and my service to you for whatever goals you strive for."

 

[Arage Bao]

As he sat in his chair, a quite.. rude lad came running along. Hoping for some stocks, Jared wondered what the brute would want to do with them. You could not eat it, and neither could you bed it. What other interests would such a man as him have?

"Watch your tone, laddy. Bigger they are, harder they fall. The ship, and a holocron detailing the art of Force Insanity for lot A."

 

[Matreya]

Lot A - 20,000 sq ft home in which shall lay full high class amenities, accompanying it shall also be 5 kilos of Songsteel
Lots D and E - an X-Wing fighter with full amenities, purchased and delivered exclusively by Lord Daemos as well.

 

[Yasha Cadera]

From my seat beside @[member="Jared Ovmar"], I perk up and sit tall through this auction. Not money!? I can do that! Raising my hand, I pipe up.

"Ah, Lot G, I'll give an emergency evacuation from a situation of the seller's choice plus medical services rendered. The evacuation will go to the planet or station of your choice, or to a place of safety until the seller can make the decision after wounds have healed appropriately.

I'll give And a night of song, dance & a memorable meal for you and 10 friends for Lot L."

I lean over to Jared and touch his arm, mindspeaking: 'I did that right, yeah?'

 

[Nyxie]

Ashe finally realized that these offers could be anything, and that included the opportunity to spread her 'disease.'
"Eternal youth for one's self or one of their choosing, to Lot I...."
She, of course, left out the tiny little detail of being tainted by the Dark Side as well as becoming a hollowed, bloodlusting drone... and the pain of converting - oh, the pain! Such was the price to pay for unending longevity and dark alchemy.

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[Arrbi Betna]

"Three High Security Deterrent Collars and a case of 24 Mythosaur Munitions Shotgun Coin Shot shells for Lot A. One Mun'Beviin Anti Materiel Rifle for Lot L."

 

[Yasha Cadera]

'He outbid me! He did, too! H--hooh Jar, you got me bitten by the Auction Bug.' I grin over at Jared & settle on the edge of my chair.

"One perfect day for the Seller, tailored from empathic imprints, plus a sculpture of the Naboo Goddess of Seller's choice for Lot L."

 

[Arage Bao]

"Play it cool, sweet. No use in throwing it all out at once."

 

[Lord Ghoul]

"A suit of phrik armor - well worn - for lot L," waved Mikhail. He turned and winked at @[member="Anders Sivas"].

 

[Celeste Leon]

Leon was, again, at an auction and, again, low on funds. This was a barter type auction though, but her options were still limited, though not too badly. She scrubbed her face a moment as color rose to her cheeks.

"A beach date with me for Lot I," she called. She couldn't actually believe she bid that. This was probably going to backfire horribly.

 

[Yasha Cadera]

'Cool! Cool, play it…' I chill back in my seat and fold both hands in my lap to watch the other bidding, until… 'Aw Lord he's come to finish the job! My neck! My poor sexy neck!'

HE arrived. @[member="Mikhail Shorn"], Mr. Neck-cerchief himself the man who on my election day suspended me by my neck over a 200 story building and threatened to let me drop pipes up and bids. "Ehheheh… Eep." I shuffle my chair an inch closer to @[member="Jared Ovmar"]'s and give Mikhail a grin and a wave. "Hey, buddy. Need that friend yet?" Dude, a promise is a promise.

I lick my lips and lift my shivering hand, "Lot L, the perfect day, sculpture of choice a-and a song composed out of delta, theta and beta waves designed for your specific neural pattern to elicit the emotion or state of mind of your choice."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

"We now have a Lot M. Mystery starship. Small."