Spacefleet Gift Shop: Now Open for Business!

[Fuzzee]

"Cookies? Coookiiieeess!" A tiny mage everyone knew to be Fuzzee squealed as she ran in. "I heard there were cookies and --" she gasped, grinning, "A plushie that gives cookies! Wooooow! Can I please buy one of the Leoness plushies and a refill cookie package? That's, um...seventeen shinies!" She counted them from her seaquined change purse and put them on the counter.
"Oh, and school starts in a week --" she stuck her tongue out. " -- so I should probably get a binder. Can I have one of those, too?" She added fifteen Shinies to her pile. "Thirty-two Shinies! Good!" She was very proud of herself for doing the math.

[Fraze]

Fraze blinked, surprised by the sudden onslaught of energy, but soon slipped back into his own role.
"Yes, that's right. Thank you very much!" With this, he added the shinies to the register.

[Omni]

((My apologies for any clashing the color-coded speech may do.))

Ethan lingered by the shop in the visitors' section of the spaceport, somewhat boredly. He looked over at the merchandise, watching as customers came and went. Siber lied near his feet, looking just about ready to fall asleep. He had done everything so far on his usual routine, and now was in his free time, but there wasn't anything he wanted to do. He'd already tried everything he could think of to 'search for himself' several times and the search engines weren't coming up with anything new. Everything else he could think of just wasn't appealing right now. The shop wars continued, but he wasn't taking part of the event. He wasn't much for shopping, so he wouldn't contribute to it much anyway. Everyone he knew was busy, with the event or otherwise, which made hanging out much less of an option. He sighed. Even though he knew he shouldn't, he wanted something to happen.

"Psst! Ethan!"

Ethan looked over where the whisper had come from. Siber looked up as well. They saw the Zafara mage, Omni, who they had seen briefly on previous occasions, and an unfamiliar male Human coming toward them. It wasn't Omni who whispered, and there was no one else in that specific location. Was it the man who was trying to get his attention? If so, why?

"...Do I know you?" Ethan asked.

"Ethan," the man said, "it's me."

Voice analysis - processing... complete. 1 match.

Ethan brightened up. "Oh hi! It's been awhile!"

The two friends smiled.

"Is something up? You seemed upset."

"Nothing's up," Ethan said. "That's the problem. Nothing has happened, I've done everything there was for me to do, and everything else I can do sounds boring right now."

"You should get a hobby," said Omni. "Read a book, build something, fly a kite... oh wait. Ignore that last one."

Ethan paused, wondering why Omni was trying to get into the conversation, but replied anyway. "I guess I should. I am bored out of my implants."

"Have you tried turning them off?"

Ethan laughed a bit. "Thanks, I needed that. So what brings you here?"

"We were in the neighborhood. We saw you and thought we'd say 'hi.'"

Ethan raised an eyebrow. "'We'?"

"Uh, hello?" Omni raised a hand.

...That would explain a few things.

The man looked over into the shop. "This shop is busy. Is there a sale here?" He asked.

"Okay, maybe not quite nothing is up," Ethan admitted. "There's been a shop wars for a little while."

"That's still going on?" asked Omni.

"Yes," Ethan sighed. "Everybody seems to be participating. But's shopping's not something I really do. Even if it was, this is a souvenir shop, just little trinkets. And they're all related to my own home anyway so...

"...You're thinking of buying something, aren't you?"

"I don't know if I'll have a lot of chances to see you. A least this way I'll have something to remind me of my friend."

"You do that a lot, you know?" said Omni.

The man grinned and laughed sheepishly.

"Well if that's the case," Ethan began, "I know the perfect piece of merchandise." He walked over to the toy section and picked a specific kind off of the shelf.

"...An action figure of you?"

"'With light-up wires and implants,'" Ethan quoted, unenthused. "Honestly, I feel a bit strange having a toy version of myself. The idea of kids making do who-knows-what..."

"You were right about it being perfect." There was a pause. "...Is that too weird for you?"

"I don't think you'd do anything I'd rather not think about, so no."

The man smiled, then paused when he realized something. "What kind of currency do they take?"

"Shinies."

The man raised an eyebrow. "'Shinies'?"

"Credits are also accepted."

"Oh. In that case..." the man seemed to reach for a wallet, then stopped when he found nothing. "I still can't get it. Unless... Omni, will you do me a favor?"

He turned to face her and saw nothing.

"Omni?"

"I'd like two Ethan action figures: one for me and one for my friend." Noticing the food and treats shelf, she pointed to it, said "And I think I have the perfect... catchphraze-advertisement... for those," and pulled out a picture.

[zarikrahia]

Zari, hanging around behind the counter, stepped forward and smiled sunnily. "Catchphrase does not have a 'z', and that will be..." A pause. With the whole sales boom that came with Guild Shop Wars, several other members had been called in the help. Zari, bored and waiting for a shipment, had agreed to help.

She paused and checked the price. "40 shinies for both of them. I'll forward the image to the HoD for Advertising and General Propaganda...Haha, I just realised I'm higher-up in the ranks than him." she smirked and handed over the action figures. "'Batteries are not included,'" the Illhvrenan quoted, "'but can be purchased from many Terran stores.'"

Ienalle sat in a corner, unable to comprehend the prospect of a GUILD SHOP WAR. "Pink-fleshy two-leggers are so strange."

[Deleted]

Hmmm... I think I'll take a History of SF hardcover, a hoodie, a long sleeved shirt and some Leocookies. ^^

[Amneiger]

Amneiger counted. "That's 20, 20, 15, and 5 shinies for a total of 60 shinies."

[zarikrahia]

I'm alive.

Merchandise suggestions:

Dart Pistol Ammo, packet of eight. Paralysis, Knockout, Numbing, and Suspicious Purple Mixture (who knows what it does) varieties, two of each in pack. 20 shinies.

Kineticomp replica: A milder, less movement-scrambling version of a spacefleet-issue kineticomp, complete with bits that light up and beep and whirr. 30 Shinies.

"The Commander" Hamsterball: Why have a boring hamsterball when you can have a Commander hamsterball? 15 shinies.

[Amneiger]

Sept 19, 2009 15:57:04 GMT -5 @zarikrahia said:

I'm alive.

Merchandise suggestions:

Dart Pistol Ammo, packet of eight. Paralysis, Knockout, Numbing, and Suspicious Purple Mixture (who knows what it does) varieties, two of each in pack. 20 shinies.

Kineticomp replica: A milder, less movement-scrambling version of a spacefleet-issue kineticomp, complete with bits that light up and beep and whirr. 30 Shinies.

"The Commander" Hamsterball: Why have a boring hamsterball when you can have a Commander hamsterball? 15 shinies.

...Selling technologically advanced weaponry makes me nervous. >_>

Commander Hamsterball? Is that a hamsterball with a picture of the Commander on it? Or is that a hamsterball with a hamster that's been genetically engineered to look like the Commander inside of it?