/5
Konstantinos bids 5.
(Just uh…opening the floor to any questions about what the fuck I’m talking about)
“I think it would be optimal to not bid too heavily against each other,” Lyn recommended. “We have no idea the value of this currency. It might be best to discuss who gets what before one bids on it.”
…
“And you think I’m gonna just let you do that?”
/Ten.
The man bids ten. He’s clearly not gonna just let go of his items.
“A wrench, eh? I could use one of those,” Stick said.
/bid 15
Stick bids 15.
Five.
For four hours, you have been asking: Who is Deryn Monroe? This is Deryn Monroe speaking. I am the man who loves his life. I am the man who does not sacrifice his love or his values. I am the man who has deprived you of victims and thus has destroyed your world, and if you wish to know why you are perishing, you who dread knowledge: I am the man who will now tell you.
Deryn emerged from the same darkened room everyone else had been asleep in, his eyes curiously alert and awake, thank you very much. Upon noticing the bidding war ahead of him, Deryn mumbled under his breath, "this seems about right.”
The man seems satisfied.
He blinks twice. He looks at the wrench then glances back to Astley. He tilts his head.
Three.
“This isn’t an auction, then. There is a minimum price you will allow for items; this is simply a convoluted shop where the prices have been arbitrarily decided by you. If you wanted, you could easily bid more than us for all items, and take the quarters of our bids under our misguided agreement,” the teen reasoned.
“What? I got a bike to fix,” the squirrel said.
“I’ll take that as you quitting.”
Two.
By the way
If you wait out the time thirty seconds will be added
Doubt it but still
One.
Zero. Stick gets it for 15.