1st Partridge [Action][Let's not realize we're trapped in Luceti]

[pearheaded]

[Luceti seems so calm right now. Active, but silently making white noise over the treetops around them—Ian's favorite type of place. And it was a good thing, too: no one is in need of money more than this guy well, had someone actually told him things were free and he couldn't leave, anyway. He has a blanket laid out, and a bag sat right in the middle. Full of little powder-filled glasses, freshly made and found in his stuff at the item shop, as well as his awesome clothes (note: not really). This medicine was his usual method of getting cash, when his pockets were empty. Granted, some people might not ever use his medicine if they knew what was in it, but what they can't know won't hurt 'em! In fact, it'll heal 'em! 8D

Oh yeah, and he left his journal in a bush in the forest, by accident. Whoops. He'll be sure to get that when he realizes it could help him.]

Wonderful people of—

[...oooone second. He looks at his hand and carefully tries not to make an ass of himself.]

Wonderful people of Loo-ket-ey! Feeling like curing your poor injured shoulder? Got a broken collarbone in need of fixing up? Lost a limb in a bar fight? Then look no further than here!

[Motioning to the bag laid out in front of him with the shit-eatingest grin he can perform. Shiny vials and powders glint in the sun! Glinty glint glint!]

With this medicine, your unhealed physical injuries will go bye-bye in minutes, seconds even, depending on the size! Just a simple payment of 19.99 will give you guys the best bandages anyone could ever ask for: the kind that don't need to be used at all! Don't know what to get your mother for her birthday? How about the sweet taste of insta-cut-healing! Papa getting too crazy with that hacksaw? Insure yourself so he'll have all of his fingers in the future!

Come on, you can't refuse such a cheap offer, can you?

[...Wow, these people aren't really caring that much. Same ol', same ol'.]

...o-or not...

[Why, go ahead and fill him in on what the hell Luceti even is. Cause as far as he's considered, he's stuck in a village in his world and needs to get back to the one his pals are in. Such is the life of a dense idiot.]

Comments

[crisisrain]

[Well, this isn't something you see everyday. Raven walks right past, before backstepping when he realizes what's going on here.]

Uh, sorry ta burst yer bubble pal, but yer not gonna be able ta sell anythin' here. There's no such thing as money in Luceti, it's all free.

1/2

[pearheaded]

[...

OHOHOHOHO!]

Nice try there buddy, but I see what you're doing—this isn't the first time someone's tried to get something for free out of me!

[granted they totally succeeded but still]

...

[pearheaded]

All right, how about 9.99, take it or leave it.

...i-is that better?

[crisisrain]

[He thinks of how to explain it, maybe this guy is new?]

Yeah, that is better, if there was such a thing as money in this world. Like I said, everythin' is free here, you wouldn't need to sell yer potion because money has no worth.

Does that make sense?

[inabook]

Can your medicine really do all of that?

[because that's impressive, even for healing artes. She can't regrow limbs.]

[pearheaded]

Thaaaat's right, ma'am! It really can~! Just mix it in some water, drink it up, and bam! no more missing arm.

[pearheaded]

Well, unless it's already healed and scarred over. Then it can't really do much for ya...

[inabook]

That still sounds amazing... Your world must have very powerful healing artes.

[analyzing]

[Is there seriously a shopping network guy here in Luceti. For real.

...trying not to laugh because that's just mean.]

Oh, I dunno, 19.99 seems kinda steep.

1/2 all across the board :|

[pearheaded]

R-really?!

I—I mean, no way, man. That's really cheap for something that can bring back your leg!!

[pearheaded]

...Right?

[analyzing]

You're not even sure?

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Heaaadtilt. He actually listens to everything this guy has to say simply because it's so bizarre. He isn't really interested in 'buying' this item, but eh, let's see what this guy's up to.]

What's it made of?

[pearheaded]

[Nice try, mister, but that's not gonna fly!]

Sorry, that's a family secret. If I told you, it could end up getting taken up by the competition, and I have bills to pay!

...Eh, well, not really, b-but I gotta eat, right?

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Really? [Hmm...] But you know, if it worked that well, you could probably make a fortune by selling the recipe. In fact, you may never have to work again!

[cuttingedges.livejournal.com]

[There is one guy who's vaguely interested in the shiny shiny vials and powder. He just stands near the impromptu marketplace, listening to the spiel for a while. When it's over, he'll approach, picking up one of the little bottles and looking it over.]

[...He's pretty tall, and his skin's just as brown as Ian's, but he seems human. Quiet, though.]

[pearheaded]

[Ian just crouches and watches INTENSELY while you're observing the bottles. Is he actually gonna make a sell? He was getting pretty hungry...]

[fallenambitions]

[There's a cloaked figure walking nearby Ian when he started his advertising. Trying to sell things in a place where currency is non-existent? What an idiot. That or he must be new. He'll just assume it's the latter.]

Pointless. This place already has a clinic and a pharmacy for our use.

[pearheaded]

[He shakes his head.]

Oh, nonono, you don't understand! This cuts healing time by more than half! Think about it—when you're out in the middle of a big scary fight and you lose a limb, what better way to treat it than to simple just

POOF!

Grow it back?

Your enemy will poop their pants in surprise!

[godbent]

[Okay she was just walking but who can ignore that. She settles and watches and... well damn]

So, 20, huh? Is that American dollars?

[pearheaded]

Yu—wait, no.



What's a American?

[You people and your weird questions and your funny hair ribbons.]

[automoblephilia.livejournal.com]

You don't have anything for a sex drive do you? Like Enzyte or ExtenZe? Know some people who could use it. [ He's so trolling you right now. ]

1/3

[pearheaded]

[Hummmm... As someone who doesn't have any junk downstairs, he can't really understand those pronouns all too well. Then again. S E X drive.

He can totally figure this out...]

...

[pearheaded]

...

[pearheaded]

[—OH GOD]

A-ahaha, no, I don't really have anything for that! Whatever those are—I, no, not anything that'd help with. Y'know. That sort of. Thing.