(no subject)

[intriplicate]

Please take note.

The geese you may see are here for you. The paperwork has gone through to assure that one (1) goose egg, gold, will be exchanged for one (1) good from your homeworld.

Any forgeries will be caught.

Kindly bring it to the kiosk in the square for your exchanges.

Thank you for your time and happy winter holiday of choice.


[ooc: Okay! For:

13; Six Geese a'Laying
Geese are flapping around the City and they are laying eggs made of gold. Yes even the boys. Snatch one of these gold eggs and bring it to the Deities who can trade the gold for a Christmas gift from home! But geese wrangler beware, these geese are really really really mean when you try and take their eggs. [Gift restrictions apply, we'll be more specific closer to the curse!]

The rules are: all trades must be of something mundane and relatively small (nothing magical, or anything that could change the entire City like a bomb or a spaceship!) that exists in the character's world - photos, furniture, sentimental objects, jewelry, small electronics like computers, things like that are all fair game! Pets are okay as long as the pets are not sentient characters in and of themselves (so no Lunas from Sailor Moon, for instance!). One goose egg per character. The deities will be wheeling and dealing in here!]

Comments

[worstretconever]

[OH HOW CONVENIENT. The Master turns up at the kiosk, looking a little rough around the edges, thanks to his battle with the goose, and sets the egg down.]

Hello! This is the right place for this, yes?

audio:

[charring]

What if there's nothing from home that you want? What do we do with the egg?

[intriplicate]

Yes.

[There is a stalk of paperwork. Do you like the mask? Like the mask.]

Citizen name, Master. Request?

audio:

[intriplicate]

Give it away. Sell it. Pawn it.

Placate a goose.

[worstretconever]

[It's a very nice mask!]

My laser screwdriver.

Re: audio:

[charring]

Alright. Thank you for your help.

[intriplicate]

One moment.

[He takes the egg, holds it up, and puts it under the desk. Out comes a box.]laser, relatively in one piece.

audio:

[intriplicate]

You're welcome, Citizen.

Do not forget to file your marriage papers. In triplicate.

Re: audio:

[charring]

Right. Yes. I'll bring those by in an hour.

[fiveagainstradley]

Can I give someone else the egg? Or ask for something from their home instead? I don't really want anything.

[intriplicate]

Citizens may exchange eggs with each other for favors or free without additional paperwork. One (1) egg is only valid for an item from the the bartering citizen's homeworld.

[fiveagainstradley]

Right. Thank you.

[rumblelina]

For someone else???

BORING DULL HUMDRUM.

audio:

[rumblelina]

nothing nothing NOTHING!?

Tssssk!

[defies_reason]

Can we only request inanimate objects?

[worstretconever]

[The Master takes the screwdriver out of the box and examines it for a moment, then slips it into a pocket in his jacket.]

Lovely. It's been a pleasure doing business with you.

[intriplicate]

Pets under 150 pounds do not require paperwork.

action;

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Welp. Here is Raikov, gently cupping something in his hand as he approaches the kiosk. He eyes the deity for a bit before presenting the golden egg]

I would like to trade this for... my sketchpads back home.

action;

[intriplicate]

[He is wearing his jackal mask and takes the egg, examines it]

Citizen Raikov. This is an acceptable egg.

I will give you two sketchpads.

action;

[majorcrotchgrab]

[His expression remains neutral despite that he's rather pleased with this turnout. Hopefully it'll be his newer ones from Groznyj Grad...]

Thank you.

action;

[intriplicate]

[He puts the egg below the desk and pulls out two sketchpads (one old, one recent) and pushes them across the table.

By the way his mask changed, too.]

Please enjoy.

action;

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov does a double take at the mask change. He stares for a moment, then raises an eyebrow and slowly turns to leave, tucking his sketchpads under his arm]

... Er.. Have a.. good day.

[studmuffin]

[ He's kind of nervous around the deities. He's traded before, of course he has but that doesn't mean he can't be vaguely terrified. ]

I uh - want to trade this. [ Holding up the egg. ] For a picture. It's um. Me and my mom and dad on a trip to this space museum. I can do that right, for the egg?

Re: audio:

[charring]

Nothing from home. There's nothing important. I just keep enough necessities to fit in a bag.

[laszlo_jamf]

I should think so.

Space museum, you say? How droll.