This is the actual post to submit bids after your pup has mingled and met the auctionees. Comments are screened, so it can all stay sekrit and suspenseful!
Dr. Evil sits in the corner and pets an invisible cat, eyeing all the potential minions.
When he gets an eyeful of Lilly, Dr. Evil stands awkwardly, dropping the invisible cat to the floor, and noisily purses his lips. Strains of Marvin Gaye come from somewhere as he makes his way forward, almost prancing, forgetting everything he or the narration has said about Frau or not wanting a date.
She looks pretty and evil. It's enough to set an evil heart fluttering.
"One hundred dollars!" he bids firmly, silently daring anyone to bid more. Fear his glare! (And his dancing.)
Re: Lilly bidspirate_gibbsMarch 2 2008, 09:36:54 UTC
He's not sure why the madam would be offering her services this way. But it might be the only way he can get them.
Not that he necessarily has what could truly be called money, mind you. So some of the trinkets from the hold of the Empress, including some silks that the late Sao Feng carried for the specific purpose of seduction, are going to have to do. As will a small number of Chinese gold coins that he would have to recast to be able to use among even the traders and barkeeps of the Caribbean.
Havelock pauses before shrugging, and bidding, in this particular case.
It will still go to a worthy cause, he knows, and he knows well enough that both he and Lilly can easily stand each other's company for an evening, if need be.
What Puck will think, if he has to babysit, is entirely another matter.
(Fifty AM dollars, like all the others. Havelock is nothing if not even-handed.)
Re: Indy and Mike bidsdoc_evilMarch 2 2008, 06:28:35 UTC
Dr. Evil considers an "auction" just another opportunity to exert his evil charm and find minions. His current group has proved disappointing. All that talk of "benefits" and "worker's compensation" and "days off." As if they shouldn't be honored to breathe the same evil air.
He doesn't want a date. Evil geniuses don't date. (Though he is fond of networking with other evil professionals on My Space.) Frau Farbissina wouldn't like it. She’s still punishing him for Frau Crafts Service.
It's not his fault he has a weakness fondness for exquisitely prepared evil pastrami.
No, he doesn't want anything so pedestrian as companionship. His is a higher purpose. A higher evil purpose. (He doesn't know this is for charity.) And when these two come up for bid... well. The one with the hat has proved himself suitably insane (it was all those peanuts) and the other, shorter potential minion would fit in one of his many quasi-futuristic jumpsuits. These are all the reasons a bored, between evil schemes megalomaniac needs, really
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Re: Indy and Mike bidsqueenofmayMarch 3 2008, 01:23:00 UTC
Marian is doing a lot of this for charity.
And as such she's trying to be random about helping out people she does not know as well as though she does. Which means giving a glance over people she's seen in pictures, but might only remember the name of.
She's watched one or two go by, so it's probably time she said something.
"Lessons for a month and half of archery on horse back."
From what Havelock had gathered from Lilly, this seems like a worthy cause. And so he puts in a few bids of his own, not seeing the harm in it, mostly to those who seem like they might need it.
If they are mainly young women, well... that's a hangover from his upbringing.
Thus, he volunteers fifty Ankh-Morpork dollars. How much is that in Bar terms?
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Dr. Evil sits in the corner and pets an invisible cat, eyeing all the potential minions.
When he gets an eyeful of Lilly, Dr. Evil stands awkwardly, dropping the invisible cat to the floor, and noisily purses his lips. Strains of Marvin Gaye come from somewhere as he makes his way forward, almost prancing, forgetting everything he or the narration has said about Frau or not wanting a date.
She looks pretty and evil. It's enough to set an evil heart fluttering.
"One hundred dollars!" he bids firmly, silently daring anyone to bid more. Fear his glare! (And his dancing.)
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Not that he necessarily has what could truly be called money, mind you. So some of the trinkets from the hold of the Empress, including some silks that the late Sao Feng carried for the specific purpose of seduction, are going to have to do. As will a small number of Chinese gold coins that he would have to recast to be able to use among even the traders and barkeeps of the Caribbean.
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It will still go to a worthy cause, he knows, and he knows well enough that both he and Lilly can easily stand each other's company for an evening, if need be.
What Puck will think, if he has to babysit, is entirely another matter.
(Fifty AM dollars, like all the others. Havelock is nothing if not even-handed.)
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Unless someone asks, anyway.
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Show the feckless bar management duo the color of your money!
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He doesn't want a date. Evil geniuses don't date. (Though he is fond of networking with other evil professionals on My Space.) Frau Farbissina wouldn't like it. She’s still punishing him for Frau Crafts Service.
It's not his fault he has a weakness fondness for exquisitely prepared evil pastrami.
No, he doesn't want anything so pedestrian as companionship. His is a higher purpose. A higher evil purpose. (He doesn't know this is for charity.) And when these two come up for bid... well. The one with the hat has proved himself suitably insane (it was all those peanuts) and the other, shorter potential minion would fit in one of his many quasi-futuristic jumpsuits. These are all the reasons a bored, between evil schemes megalomaniac needs, really ( ... )
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And as such she's trying to be random about helping out people she does not know as well as though she does. Which means giving a glance over people she's seen in pictures, but might only remember the name of.
She's watched one or two go by, so it's probably time she said something.
"Lessons for a month and half of archery on horse back."
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It might be stolen money, but still, no sense is overdoing it.
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If they are mainly young women, well... that's a hangover from his upbringing.
Thus, he volunteers fifty Ankh-Morpork dollars. How much is that in Bar terms?
...I'll let you know when I work it out.
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