Maria wasn't sure how much she trusted the junkyard voice, but it seemed as if good things were being offered over the radio. Wires were useless otherwise, so she made her way into the mess and tried to find someone to trade it over.
"Hi, looking for information, and I've got a trade if you are willing to take it..."
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I AM INFORMATION BRIBING: Item: Wires Character name: Maria Giorgi Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:Here MAKE SURE YOUR GAIA PMS ARE TURNED ON.
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:09 pm
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I AM LISTING: Item: Fish (can't remember what kind.. its red) TYPE OF ITEMS LOOKING FOR: Weapon Character name: William Vayne Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:William VayneView
Vayne looked in disgust at the fish he had found earlier. He had no idea what he could do with it, other than smack something upside the head. To make matters worse, it was the second one he had come across. He sighed and looked around wondering if there was anyone that had something that they would like to offer for it. He would have liked a knife or something, but if someone had something else he could use he would have taken it too.
(Accidentally disposed of, Vayne must have dropped it when kicking zombies off the prison fence))
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HP: 48/50 Character's name: William Vayne Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24795187 Character's survival stats: William VayneView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6' 140lbs or pure energy. His hair is pale blond, and he is covered in pierceings . His cold golden eyes are always seeking details and memorizing what may come in handy later.
Vayne's punk style shows just how much he disdains mainstream, and his attitude fully reflects all of that being rather cold. He ignores anything that he doesn't like and has snide comments ready. He is very attentive though, taking notes in his mind and paying attention to details that most would care very little for.
Negatives: Sharp attitude that is off putting. Ignores anything that he doesn't care about
Positive: High energy, able and willing to do dangerous things to get stuff done Keen eye for details, able to pick up hints and clues.
Kaethus didn't want to see his big brother freeze. The ducky towel he'd found somewhere was a fluffy one, more like a blanket really. He'd insisted on giving it to him and when he found him he shoved it at him. "Take this before you freeze to death." He insisted, wrapping it around his big shoulders. "Now where's that potato?"
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I AM TRADING: Item: Kaethus's Towel for Aaron's Potato Character name: Kaethus Lazaris Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:View
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:16 pm
He was trying to be strong for his brother, but even with his muscles it gets so cold at night. The ducky towel was wrapped around his shoulders, and he sighs in giving up. "Alright, here you go . . . and thanks." Hands out the potato that he found earlier to him to take.
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I AM TRADING: Item: NAME ITEM(S) HERE. Potato Character name: Aaron Lazaris Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:View
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:33 pm
He had gotten information before and he was hoping he could get some more again. He still didn't have a lot to trade but decided to start with something he felt he could part with. As he made his way to the junkyard broker he held out the towel in exchange. "Is there anything at all you can tell me about the bandits or even this code they gave me?" He held out the paper that had the simple code he had yet to make heads or tails of.
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I AM INFORMATION BRIBING: Item: Towel Character name: Cecil Halvorson Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:View
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:34 pm
He had a beer, which wasn't enough to get Austin drunk -- not that he hadn't considered the idea, loosely. Maybe, though, someone else would find it more appealing, would jump at it a bit more --
He, at least, didn't know it was stale. Maybe he could figure it out, if he thought about it for twenty seconds, but he didn't know. So he brought it, along with the sheet of paper with a strange and infuriationg code on it in the hopes that this might be enough for some kind of information that would help solve it.
Monica was pretty stumped, in all honesty. "Ah..." she said, stumbling into the junkyard. There was a line of people all waiting for information, which just kind of figured, really. "Do you want some...I mean. Do you like candy?" She tilted her head, and absurdly canine-esque movement. "I'm really confused and dizzy. I'd appreciate information if I can get it at all!"
Oscar, although his arm way quite possibly ******** up, was definitely not letting that get in his way of winning this game. He was going to win it, and no one would stop that. But first, he needed some information...
Having hear good things of the junkyard through the grape vine, Oscar headed over to Joker, trying to be suave. "Hey. So, I heard you may be wanting these things, in exchange for some... Interesting information." He offered it toward the man, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Tell me that, and this is all yours."
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I AM INFORMATION BRIBING: Item: Wires! Character name: Oscar Owens Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:View MAKE SURE YOUR GAIA PMS ARE TURNED ON.
Who didn't like free money? Vera held up a wad of cash she had found lying around, smiling. "I've got this and more if you can give me some information."
Shouichi had called Alex over for a reason. "Alex, will you take this for your towel at the moment? I'm heading out somewhere and I'd rather you have it for now."
Stale beer was terrible beer, and yet Al had still be holding onto it somewhat selfishly. Who the hell knew when he'd ever get a drink again? Not that he should really chance it. Apocalypse and all.
He spotted a familiar face before too long, trying to flag the woman's attention. "Athena!"
Character's name: Al Malcom Characters faction: Prison Character's journal link: Characters survival stats:View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Al is a rough looking individual, usually sporting a five o'clock. He's a big guy at about 6'3", strong, but sporting a bit of a belly these days. His right arm and the right side of his body is covered in tattoos like so. He sports dark hair and dark eyes, and normally dresses in very casual clothing. You know, when he's not toting that snazzy inmate outfit.
Athena startled, clad in a sweater clearly three sizes too big for her, already halfway down her shoulder, revealing her other sweater beneath it.
"Jesus, Al," she snapped, but edged closer, squinting at him, her vision still bad from the blow she'd taken. "You scared the piss out of me. My vision's a little s**t, got clocked upside the head the other day--"
She stopped. "Ohhh, is that a beer?"
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I AM TRADING: Item: Sweater Character name: Athena Character ON SITE STATS BBCODE:Athena HyperionView
