pearheaded: (× That sounds really fucking cool!)
[personal profile] 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.]
Page 1 of 13 << [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] >>

Date: 2011-01-15 04:34 am (UTC)
crisisrain: (Bitter)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 2011-01-15 04:39 am (UTC)
inabook: (What?)
From: [personal profile] inabook
Can your medicine really do all of that?

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

Date: 2011-01-15 04:43 am (UTC)
analyzing: (Bother bother bother)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 2011-01-15 04:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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?

Date: 2011-01-15 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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.]

Date: 2011-01-15 05:08 am (UTC)
fallenambitions: (Renato; worm's eye view)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 2011-01-15 08:48 am (UTC)
crisisrain: (Lillet blanc)
From: [personal profile] 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?

Date: 2011-01-15 08:52 am (UTC)
crisisrain: (Tokyo Tea)
From: [personal profile] crisisrain
... Thought as much.

OK! Answer me a question! Did you by any chance find yerself in the forest with a book?

Date: 2011-01-15 09:03 am (UTC)
crisisrain: (Default)
From: [personal profile] crisisrain
Are you tellin' me ya left the journal behind?!

Date: 2011-01-15 09:07 am (UTC)
crisisrain: (Rum)
From: [personal profile] crisisrain
The journal it's-

[No, wait, an idea strikes that this guy would understand better.]

When ya arrive here ya get a journal, that journal is worth a lot of money if ya sell it on! Way more than twenty, I'm talkin' thousands!
Page 1 of 13 << [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] >>

Profile

pearheaded: (Default)
Ian Kolansky

September 2011

S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
181920 21222324
252627282930 

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 19th, 2025 02:48 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios