Camel Eaters
05-02-2005, 02:04
The floor was cold. Ah well he realized that he didn’t have to sleep forever. The floor would be opening soon and he planned to be on the platform.
A bell sounded. Hundreds of men and women got up quickly pencils and pads in hand as the Camel Eaters Stock Exchange opened at 5:00 AM sharp. Greg Hart jumped onto a platform. Tall, carpeted, and round it was the perfect spot to hawk his wares.
Taking his pads out he heard the cries coming from below. “Quick auction on three thousand pounds of orange! Starting at $30,000. Do I hear a 35!”
Shouts of 40, 45, 50, 60, 70, 80, 120, 300 greeted him as he called the man who had shouted 300 onto the stage. The betters around him went silent as Greg slapped a sticky pad of paper covered in purple and red scrawl onto the man’s chest. He head won the first bet of the day.
“A new kimono done by Pr. Dagger crane and fox cross-stitching! $10,000 let’s hear the auction!” Cries greeted this as brothel owners surged forward putting up the dough so their prize girls could impress the foreign men.
Greg signed the kimono over to an elderly woman who held it aloft laughing at the sighing brothel owners below. They retreated in defeat as she exited the platform.
Greg looked at his next auction. 11 shares of Barnett Inc. He smirked and thought about the commission this one would bring in….
OOC: Yeah so just RP a guy or gal on the floor or on an auction platform. Remember though on the platforms you have to RP on the floor after a bit. Also, everything is sold here. From fresh crickets to corporate stock, some auctioneers even bring samples of their wares. Though they’d be given the honor of a room. There are rooms off to the side where more important deals can go down.
A bell sounded. Hundreds of men and women got up quickly pencils and pads in hand as the Camel Eaters Stock Exchange opened at 5:00 AM sharp. Greg Hart jumped onto a platform. Tall, carpeted, and round it was the perfect spot to hawk his wares.
Taking his pads out he heard the cries coming from below. “Quick auction on three thousand pounds of orange! Starting at $30,000. Do I hear a 35!”
Shouts of 40, 45, 50, 60, 70, 80, 120, 300 greeted him as he called the man who had shouted 300 onto the stage. The betters around him went silent as Greg slapped a sticky pad of paper covered in purple and red scrawl onto the man’s chest. He head won the first bet of the day.
“A new kimono done by Pr. Dagger crane and fox cross-stitching! $10,000 let’s hear the auction!” Cries greeted this as brothel owners surged forward putting up the dough so their prize girls could impress the foreign men.
Greg signed the kimono over to an elderly woman who held it aloft laughing at the sighing brothel owners below. They retreated in defeat as she exited the platform.
Greg looked at his next auction. 11 shares of Barnett Inc. He smirked and thought about the commission this one would bring in….
OOC: Yeah so just RP a guy or gal on the floor or on an auction platform. Remember though on the platforms you have to RP on the floor after a bit. Also, everything is sold here. From fresh crickets to corporate stock, some auctioneers even bring samples of their wares. Though they’d be given the honor of a room. There are rooms off to the side where more important deals can go down.