No.202480
> Across the cosmos, there are countless realms of every type and kind imaginable, some with advanced technology, some with sophisticated sorcery, a few with both, and a few with neither. Most realms mistakenly believe they are alone in the cosmos, but many individuals are aware of the multiverse and travel between them through super-science, advanced magic, and rarely, natural ability. Some realms are aware of others, a few have widespread interplanar travel, and a handful facilitate trade between dimensions. You have traveled to the greatest of these realms, The Interplanar Bazaar.
> Relatively small in size and sparse in resources, it is nonetheless home to the greatest marketplace in existence, as it is centrally located, its laws of physics are lenient toward both magic and technology, and it is the defacto hub for portals, both natural and artifical, across the cosmos. Here, countless buyers and sellers of every race imaginable haggle over esoteric wares and exotic luxuries. Anything imaginable is being sold, by someone, somewhere, and it is said that if an item cannot be found in The Bazaar, it cannot be found at all.
> You are a wealthy traveler, and for whatever reason you've come to The Bazaar to spend your fortune. Over the course of months, you've bought and sold myriad items, and you're almost ready to leave for your home, wealthier than when you came, when you hear someone hawking their goods and stop in curiosity. Turning to the noise, you find that an entire subsection of The Bazaar has been walled-off for the stall, and a dozen combat machines and burly mercenaries usher in curious customers. Paying the negligible entry fee, you enter to find a small crowd of travelers milling in a well-illuminated courtyard, chatting and staring at a stage at the far end.
> There, a bizarre alien that looks like a hundred tentacles stuffed in an expensive suit is auctioning off luxury goods in a pleasant, slightly guttural voice, and when you catch an eyefull of what he's selling, you decide you'll stay a while.
"First up on the block is a pair of pure-strain beauties plucked straight from the harem-halls of the Ordorin aristocracy! Mark my words, these humans may not look like much, but they're virginal, submissive, and carnally trained to only the highest of standards! Can I get a starting bid?
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No.202575
One of the many mercenaries who wanders the Bazaar has found that the auction catches his interest. While the entry fee might not hurt his wallet too bad, the two slaves presently on the block will. Perhaps a good thing that no one has offered a bid yet, sometimes it's good to start low so you never have to bid too high. Harem girls hear a lot, so perhaps they'll have some use beyond their bodies.
"Two thousand credits!" A voice calls out.
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No.202580
>>202480
>>202575
"2500 huh? well they are virgins… 3000 CREDITS FOR THE ONE ON THE LEFT!"
i walk closer to the stall.
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No.202581
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No.202598
>>202580
"Don't be silly. You're paying for both as a set. Not one at a time. If you really have to be that way." The initial bidder sighed. "I'll pay four thousand. Two thousand for each."
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No.202619
>>202598
"much appreciated stranger. if you uhhh… dont mind me asking, what are you gonna do with your new slave?" i say as i start pulling out my credits.
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No.202628
>>202598
The mercenary gave a quizzical look at how this one was reaching for his credits. "My new slave? I was paying for both. Not one. Nor is the auction over, son. Auctioneer hasn't yet called it."
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No.202645
>>202628
>>202619
>>202575
>>202580
>>202598
> The Auctioneer listens with rapt attention as the hardened mercenary and mysterious stranger name their price, and sporadically waves his tentacles and screeches in convincing mock incredulity with each bid.
"Two-thousand credits for the pair! Three-thousand credits for the purple! Four-thousand credits for the pair! Gentlemen, these two are worth far more than such a pittance, they are the cream of Ordorin's crop! I speak truly when I say their skin is as soft as silk, their folds as wet as water, and their moans a melody fit to bring tears to stone! Sinking your genitalia into only one is paradise, but two? Good sirs, that is a pleasure beyond price, and I am willing to give it away for merely ten-thousand credits, or a trade of equal or higher value!"
> The alien's tentacles slide under either slave-girl's breasts and force them to bounce. While their faces are nervous, neither shifts on their feet at the alien's cold touch, a testament to their extensive training.
"My appendage could be yours, for only ten cycle's wages as a hydroponics farmer! I repeat myself for the benefit of any newcomers, ten-thousand credits, or an equal-or-higher trade, and these quivering bodies are yours to plow!"
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No.202654
Taking up nearly an entire couch all on his own, the towering orc from a far off system sat in a pair of black dress-pants… and not much else aside from some glittering golden rings on his thick fingers. The large creature raised his hand and said, "I will bid ten thousand credits for them… twelve thousand if they still have their anal virginity, too." The big green brute sucked deep on a smelly cigar latched between his teeth, tapping the ash into a tray on the table in front of him. "An' trust me, I'll know."
The orc sat back and made the couch creak in complaint from his heavy body, idly switching the cigar between his fingers while he waited to either win the lot or for others to make a higher bid.
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No.202874
>>202480
> A mysterious man with a visored helmet, nanofiber trench-coat, and massive sniper rifle hears Oshak's offer and one-ups it in a computer synthesized voice.
"Eight-thousand credits, and a vintage 23rd century Adidas speed cruiser!"
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No.202891
>>202645
The first mercenary was not one to be outbid, especially by an orc. A good thing his business was always in high demand. "Very well." He sighed. "I'll bid twenty thousand!" He cried out amidst the other bidders. "And an extra five for each if they're both fertile. For a total of thirty thousand credits!"
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No.202973
>The Albaster white skinned woman shook her head, her glowing pink eyes rolling as the males argued over bids. Her stance very stand offish, clearly indicating she wasn't part of the stock being sold.
"Pittance for such intricate beauty. Fifty-five thousand for them both! Let's not waste time in dragging out my new purchases ogling from these lessers." She bit, waving her hand around, mostly in the Orc's direction.
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No.202975
This auction was certainly heating up now. But he was not going to be outdone by the orc or the rich girl. Perhaps it was time to really start upping the ante.
"Then I will pay eighty thousand for both of them." He said calmly.
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No.203031
>>202891
>>202891
> Listening to the crowd shout out steadily escalating bids, the alien's tentacles flap together in a spastic near-seizure, and you get the impression that if he had a mouth he'd be grinning ear to ear.
>>202654
"Valued connoisseur, I can assure you these girls have scarcely so much as defecated under the watchful eye of the Ordorin guard! Twelve-thousand it is! Can I get a bid?"
>>202874
"Eight-thousand credits, and a millennia-old Adidas starduster, in mint-condition, no less!?! Can anyone top that?"
>>202891
"My good sir, both girls began to ovulate mere months ago, they are exceedingly fertile, their ample bosom and thick thighs yearn to bear fruit! Thirty-thousand credits, fifteen per head! Does anyone else have an offer?"
>>202973
"Fifty-thousand credits!?! At twenty-thousand, seven hundred and fifty per head!?! Truly, you are a woman of great affluence! SOLD, to the-"
>>202975
"MERCENARY, at eighty-thousand credits, forty-thousand per head! Guards, deliver these slaves to their buyer, post-haste!"
> A kill-bot the size of an ogre, so laden with chainguns and nano-composite armor it looks like it belongs on a war zone emerges from behind a curtain. Its claw-hand ushers both nervous slave-girls off-stage, and into the arms of the hired gun that bought them at over twice their market value. Seconds later, a protocol droid insists he fill a bill of sale, and beneath the scorch-marked optics of the kill-bot, he is forced to comply.
> Meanwhile, a musclebound orc shoves the next item of sale on-stage, nods at Oshak, and takes a position behind the Auctioneer while he rambles. The slave is an elf, any you can recognize that much, but those from more fantastical worlds recognize that her skin tone indicates that she is infact, dark elf nobility.
"And next, gentlemen and ladies of The Bazaar, we have the sapphire of the deep! The beauty you see before you is Nernihe, a member of none other than the notorious Duskblight clan, and previously nineteenth in-line to take her place as matriarch! Fortunately for us, her younger sister's skill at poisoning outweighed her perceptions, and following a mutually beneficial exchange, I bring her to you!"
"Mark my words, this one is a feisty vixen, tight as a vice, as wet as water, and a screamer in bed! A word of warning, an employee of mine lost two fingers escorting her, and you'd be a fool to leave her unattended near anything resembling a blade, but a body like that's worth the risk, wouldn't you say? Let's start the bidding at sixty thousand denarii, can I get any takers? You'd do well to remember, we're happy to accept equal exchanges and alternative currencies!"
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No.203044
>>203031
"royalty huh? now you got my attention. does she still have any connections? if so…"
"two million denarii. and should anyone happen to match my offer or raise it somehow, i will gladly part with the stocks and ownership of my company "the silk road" "this woman is mine" i say with a grin as i step away from the crowd towards the auctioneer.
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No.203048
>>203044
"Pft, there's certainly no use in competing with that." She sneered, she preferred the thrill of the chase, and idiots like him ruined things.
>>202975
The pale noblewoman offered the winner a nod of congratulations, "If ever they outlive their usefulness, I wouldn't mind buying them from you, purely for scientific research of course!"
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No.203053
>>203048
"i wish i could have gotten the slave on the left. oh well. might i ask what your business here? not to be nosy, but i like hearing stories."
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No.203063
>>203053
Though the woman definitely did not look like nobility, with the shaved side of her head, the beaten up military jacket and slacks. She presented herself as such. "Not nosy, but like hearing stories? I think that's quite a contradiction. As for my business here? Well, clearly I'm interested in purchasing a slave. But besides that, I dabble in experimental technology, cloning and the like. In fact I just sold my most recent project to a rather enthusiastic Klairoxan, those fellows with the odd number of eyes." She explained casually.
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No.203065
>>203031
A bill of sale was little issue to the hired gun, something that he actually welcomed. If nothing else, these two girls would give him strong sons and would make for fine companions. The black was large and lonely after all. Despite his new prize, he wasn't quite content to leave just yet. The First was now flanked by his dual slaves and deigned to watch the rest of the proceedings. Though he was definitely going to need to learn their names later.
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No.203067
>>203063
"interesting… i might need to purchase some services from you another day. might i ask your name? i go by nano. pleasured to meet you."
i put out my hand, exuding a friendly aura with hope that i can make a new friend and business partner."
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No.203072
>>203067
Shook her head at the hand, "I'm afraid that's an insulting gesture in my culture. But, it is understandable that you lack the knowledge of my homeworld. We are a race of phantoms really." She chuckled at her own private joke. "Nano? Hm, is that a euphemism for something?" She mocked playfully before inclining her head forwards, "I am Lady Galexa Sanguine Delafex Astranza, Heiress to the house Astranza of the planet Throskh." She introduced herself. "Though Lady Astranza is much more manageable."
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No.203077
>>203048
"Thank you for being a good sport about the loss. I admit, I paid a little higher than I wanted. But you made for a worthy opponent."
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No.203085
>>203072
"quite the clever one arent you? still, apologies. had i known i was conversing with royalty…well i probably wouldn't have changed much of what i said" i say as i chuckle.
"still, i hope that we could become good acquiescence's. or maybe something more? i suppose only father time could tell me."
>>203077
"how high were you willing to go? i would have stopped at around the bid before you, but that's just my opinion. might i ask your name as well? i'm feeling quite convivial today" i offer my hand now to the mercenary before me, in hopes that i will finally receive some type of reciprocation from someone. "the names nano. i might need your services as well depending on your skill level"
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No.203086
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No.203089
>>203077
The Noblewoman chuckled, "You're welcome, but don't think a victory like that will occur again." She smirked.
>>203085
She rolled her eyes and elicited a soft laugh, "Quite, though I don't mind, I'm a fighting Royal." She explained, obviously a complex individual with many layers, and even more masks. "Business Associates would likely be the limit of our relationship. I prefer the fairer sex, not that a spliced one would stop me from bidding." She added, referring to chromosome splicing.
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No.203416
>>202480
Toward the southeastern end of the courtyard stood a specter, watching the auction from betwixt a pair of binoculars. Clad in cape and cowl, she fancied herself something of an enigmatic upstart, waiting to cast her shadow over the unwitting, defeat her enemies in the blink of an eye, and dispense upon her unsuspecting allies, an unanticipated trove of sagacity.
But because she stood at a paltry 168 centimeters, and her cape receded around her bust, unable to comprehend the scope of her burden and make modest of, what was by nature, an obscenity, thereby leaving her stomach exposed, she looked very silly. Less like the enigmatic rogue she fancied, and more like a conspicuous interloper trying with all their might to appear routine and failing tragically. No peril. Just panic. At least her face was relatively well obscured.
None the wiser and feeling quite content with herself, she watched the first sale with a fantastic sort of self-satisfaction. As a straggler set his fancy onto the indigo-haired girl, the specter – whom was not much like a specter at all – had fixed the blonde into her sights. “Light hair, full of volume.” And bright eyes. “Sparkling.” Like water.
Back her way, those were features synonymous with nobility. The very picture of an erudite beauty.
The Auctioneer claimed that both girls were virginal. Specifically, virginal, submissive, and, “Carnally trained to only the highest of standards.” She scoffed. There was no doubt in her mind that those two there were, as advertised, a fine pair of Ordorin whores. Perhaps even very fine. And still, the situation demanded skepticism.
Concerning the blonde, it was impossible for her observer to imagine a situation wherein an opulent aristocrat, especially not one of those excessively self-aggrandizing, incestuous clods from Ordorin would be willing to pass up a concubine of her caliber – unless, there was a problem. Unless - she was faulty somehow. The specter suspected foul play.
Virginal. “How likely,” she mused. Yes. How likely.
And then there was her sister, the one with hair like a plum and that dolefully obsequious smile. She looked like a low-born girl. Likely some farmhand’s daughter. She very much looked like she belonged here. As a matter of fact, the specter considered her, drank in her fair breasts, and decided that she looked very much like a cow. She was probably kidnapped shortly after those cantankerous udders spread into full bloom. The specter thought to herself, “I have heard this girl’s life’s story a dozen times over.”
For the two of them to be presented in a pair, such as they were, at the beginning of the auction no less. Such dealings ran thick with the stench of deceit.
She really wished she could importune their master to perform more than a cursory inspection of his goods. But alas.
She was on duty.
>>203031
>>203044
The Resistance had afforded her a lofty budget in order to retrieve Nernihe. But by now, she was almost certain that it wouldn't be expansive enough to cover the costs of this little extraction. If left in the hands of her people, Nernihe's fate was essentially sealed.
Fortunately, the bounty hunter tasked with retrieving her was a notorious overachiever.
The very moment Nano finishes belting out an extremely zealous offer, the specter, whom, as has been said, was not very much like a specter at all, treads near. She had a sinking suspicion that she looked awfully badass right now; the tattered tails of her strained cape billowing furiously as she neared her mark.
She did not.
Her obfuscating cape did not move.
It was useless, and not just for obfuscating purposes.
None the wiser. And feeling quite content with herself, the specter raises both hands above her head in a bid to catch the auctioneer's attention. First, she extends her left forefinger. Then, she folds her right thumb inward.
Five digits in total. In case you weren't so good at math, that equals -
"Fourteen million. For the sapphire of the deep."
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No.203454
>>203416
The Heiress raised an eyebrow at the not so subtle bidding from the very intriguing individual, one female at an auction like this was rare. But two and at least one of them concealing a weapon? Practically unheard of. "Seems you're pushing the price up for just a piece of dirt from the Duskblight." She mused, glancing over the 'Sapphire of the Deep' once more. "Hm. She isn't worth even sixty denarii, too much training needed." She shook her head, taking the time between lots to manage a few business dealings.
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No.203533
>>203085
"Just… call me Triumvir." He said, extending an armoured hand. "Though my services aren't for sale. At least, not today."
>>203089
"Really now? And what makes you so confident it won't?"
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No.203711
>>203416
i furrow my brow upon hearing the vermilion haired woman raise the bid.
"well isn't this strange? someone with that amount of money must be quite powerful. or… maybe you just like to win? if you are willing to bid that much for her the that must mean that she i much more valuable than i thought."
"20 million for her." i yell to the auctioneer.
i turn back to speak with the previous bidder. "i have my limits, but something has to be special about this one…right? appreciate the hint shortstack. i go by nano. whats your name? might a well meet everyone today" i say with a chuckle.
>>203533
"aw, what a pity. have you been near the weapons shop yet? they had some kind of sword made a new element. expensive to be sure but give it a year or two and they will be affordable enough."
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No.203718
>>202975
>>203416
>>203711
with all these high flying numbers being thrown around onlookers and spectators have joined into a small crowd. since most were not here to hear the story of the sapphire of the deep, many are wondering just what is so special about her for her to be worth so much.
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No.203749
>>203533
The ghostly white skinned woman raised her head up from her device she was focused upon, "Oh, just a hunch. That and I've liquidated a few more assets. Though, I don't see myself touching a Duskblighter any time soon. My Mother would have my scalp." She mused before her focus returned back to her device.
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No.204299
>>203718
>>203711
Things weren't going as expected. To say the least.
The bounty hunter could see that the congregation was swelling now.
She tried to stifle the petulant urge to push her lips forward and stomp her feet, and only half succeeded. Hands fixed against the swell of her hips, her posture radiated anxiety; her ire, tossed out in every direction.
Having honed her intuition over years of (sometimes mindless, often unwarranted) carnage and hysteria, the bounty hunter was beginning to develop the suspicion that she had lost this battle. As it were, the odds were certainly stacked against her, and she's already dipped into her personal funds, exceeding the budget afforded to her by the resistance by more than double the allotted amount. If she continues to fight with the other buyers, she'd be bankrupted.
Well. There was always Plan B.
But not yet.
It was too soon.
"I'll go up if I have to." The bounty hunter mutters.
She takes another step forward and makes her voice carry, "Twenty-SIX Million!"
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No.204541
>>204299
i realize situation is starting to get out of hand. my hands start sweating thinking of the new hole that would be in my bank account if i go any higher. i could make it back easily yes, but nothing in life is guaranteed. i start thinking of a way to win the girl without going over the new bid. then a devilish thought comes to mind.
>>203031
i look at the auctioneer with a slightly queasy stomach but an unwavering voice and say "i will give you 15 million if you don't accept any of her offers." i say as i point to the bounty hunting bombshell. "an easy profit of that much without having to let go of any materials or products sounds nice right? i will also still stay by my last bid of course." i step back and wait for the auctioneers answer, hoping that luck will serve me as good as it has many other times in my life.
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No.204742
>>204541
The exorbitant bidding going on was hard to ignore, but when the one who called himself Nano tried to bribe the Auctioneer. Well. All bets were off.
"If you're going to resort to tactics like that, I think you deserve a distant royal that would never net you a profit." She chuckled darkly, she knew a lot about the universe, and the Nineteenth in line to the Duskblight throne? Definitely not worth millions.
But, she wasn't the one who was paying for the suffering of the Sapphire of the Deep. Though she could be persuaded to buy her corpse for decoration purposes.
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No.204801
"30 barrels of shadowsand." croaks the voice of the demon, whisps of ethersmoke coming from his pipe. He strains the words, not used to the filthy speak of lower life forms. "Open market value prices that at 52 million."
He blinks his second set of eyelids. "The Spirelord of the River Kings has deep pockets" he drones in a heavy accent, "and an appetite for the exotic. He will no doubt wish to see if his seed will take root in this one's fields."
"As for additional handling, I would not worry" the demon's eyes dart across the area, checking to make sure his extra muscle were in position. "I have that well in control as well."
"Although" his middle eye turns to the bounty hunter "I could be tempted into making alternative arrangements. The Spirelord isn't too choosy as to who will carry his twentieth spawn, so long as he hasn't plowed her fields before…"
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No.205192
>>204801
>>203031
"20,000 shares in my company "the silk road". for 4000 a share. that makes it 80,000,000" you should bargain with the mercenary. he has 2 new slaves he just purchased and you could save much money by giving him just a few barrels rather than all of them. just my opinion though." i look at his abnormally long arms and feel oddly grossed out.
>>204299
"Jesus. i started the bidding because i wanted to help kill and or overthrow her sister because i felt bad for her, and possibly to see if i could become an affiliate of her kingdom and live peacefully. but now that i'm spending all this money i'm starting to think its only going to bring more danger to her. i kind of hope someone bids over me so i can keep my ownership of my company, but at this point i don't really know what to do. what do you think would be the best course of action? now that your not my enemy in the auction anymore (assuming that the auctioneer takes my offer) do you could give me your opinion on the situation? you seem knowledgeable enough."
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No.205511
>>205192
The demon waves one of his long arms dismissively. "That is not all the barrels. The Spirelord has given me much leeway in purchases for his collection."
He sniffs, pulls out a thin pipe and lights it up with a snap of his fingers. He takes a draw, and billows out the glimmersmoke before he raises his hand again. "45 barrels of shadowsand, and 5 bolts of ambersilk" he folds his knuckles so that they make an audible cracking noise. "105 million."
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No.205755
>>205511
Galexa choked on air at the price being banded about for a distant heir to a fairly notorious clan. The Heiress was extremely glad her family had a lot of power in this Galactic Sector.
"By the Twelve.. One oh five?! Are you sure the River King would be eager to spend so much for a low ranking Duskblighter?" She queried to the Demon.
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No.206385
ⰕⰕⰡⰁⰕⰕ grunts. "It is not my place to question, only to acquire as the Spirelord desires."
Another draw. His middle eye dilates. "And he desires more bodies to warm his bed"
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No.222906
>OOC: Just trying to revive the thread! Unfortunately seems Auctioneer has abandoned this, but I refuse to let it die, so I'd be willing to take over if there's still interest.
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No.223080
>>222906
Sure, kinda died before anything happened though, so I don't know how that bodes…
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No.224234
>A replacement Auctioneer is quickly thrown in place of the seemingly fainted tentacled one. This Auctioneer looks more like he should do.security rather than orchestrate proceedings. He stands easily eight feet tall with deep orange skin with two sets of two arms. Each intricately designed with white tattoos, practically blanking out the orange skin, and a broad muscular build adds to an even more intimidating nature.
"Apologies, Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems with the excitement of such an.ostentatious bid, my colleague has passed out! The Duskblight Clan's Sapphire of the Deep is sold for 105 million to The Spirelord of the River Kings' associate!"
>The struggling noble girl was marched off stage by a kill bot, likely the one from before and towards the waiting demon. As the girl was, escorted, off the stage, an almost identical being, barr the tattoos, dragged a seemingly compliant humanoid girl onto the stage.
"Now bidders, our next lot! An interesting specimen from the science laden planet Galvon X! This pretty in pink thing, is a pleasure droid with full emotional capabilities and interchangeable parts, so if you don't like her height, you can give her shorter legs, or longer! She comes with seven sets of parts including a gender mod! Let's start the bidding at Two point five million!"
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Magister ⰕⰕⰡⰁⰕⰕ looks over the purchase, extending a long proboscis like tongue, probing the shivering girl in every orifice. "Her taste is unique enough for the master. Unless of course" he looks over to the competition "One is willing to take her place."
He looks up to the current stock. "The lord desires living consorts. A machine, regardless of ability, would not be enough for him."
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