Date Auction Meme

[withbite]

Feeling a bit down with the war looming ahead of you? What better way to raise some money for the cause than by bidding what you have on a lovely Bachelor or Bachelorette of your dreams?



1) Participants can either auction themselves or friends can sign them up for the auction!
2) Make sure to add a starting price!
3) Bidders can be anyone.
4) Please put the character's name and canon in the header.

Bidding ends... whenever. Dammit, this is Fairyland, Jim. Time has no hold here. The reward is dinner with whomever they bid on (or whatever else was agreed on). Multiple winners are allowed (because this is a meme, okay? Okay.)


Side note. This is FAKE money. No real money. Just RP pretend time money.

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Comments

[steeledskin]

[ she doesn't say yes. she doesn't say no.

instead, she says: ] I believe the price ought to depend upon the...courtship. It's nature. [ because are they not auctioning off exactly that? courtship. paying suit. at least, that's how she understood the word date. and as ludicrous as it seems (for sansa) to pay for the privilege of having a suitor, she has quickly decided the cost should match the ardency of that suitor's court. ] Not only upon the -- not only upon you.

[ this is all dreadfully discomforting. ]

[bullhorned]

[He finds it just as absurd. He huffs irritably.]

A lot of bloody nonsense is all it is.

[steeledskin]

No -- now -- listen. Please.

[ she almost pleads for his patience. she never fares well with insistence or argument, and so when she wants to pose something in opposition she cloaks it almost like begging. ] The bidder ought to know what she bids upon. What is a date with Ser Gendry the Bull? What does it promise?

[ does it end in marriage? because a secure marriage with a good man might be worth well more than a few coppers. ]

[bullhorned]

[He grumbles, but he listens. He doesn't like this, but! Well, he's here. There's no getting around that.]

I don't know. I ain't ever been on no date. I figure I'd try and be decent, at least. I might wash myself up a bit, if I had the chance. [He clearly didn't today... or this past week.]

[steeledskin]

Might? What -- you cannot say for certain?

[ that sounds like something that should be a concrete plan at least. let sansa be the one to reverse-bid by shaving a few stags off the auction point she has in mind. ]

[bullhorned]

Well, I don't know when this date would be. Might be some day I have lots of work that needs doing. I ain't got the time to be having baths anytime I get the notion for it.

[steeledskin]

And by the end of the evening, your auction's victor will ask for her coins back in recompense. [ she doesn't mean to be cruel. she's trying to be helpful. ] Promise to be clean, at least.

[ because aiding him in fetching a few more bids might adequately mask the fact that she's still running the numbers in her head. ]

[bullhorned]

[LIKE HE CARES ABOUT THESE COINS.]

Aye. Fine. I'll have a bath. [... the day before, at least.] And wear my good clothes. Not as it makes any matter. I've already been bought by some other lad that no one else cared to pay for.

1/2

[steeledskin]

What!

[ shock breaks through her placid expression for a handful of reasons. ]

2/2

[steeledskin]

-- How much does he pay?

[ ah. yes. that was more rationally spoken. ]

[bullhorned]

Thirty coins. That's what it was they said he would have to pay someone else to take him for a date. So, he took me. [Gendry doesn't look terribly pleased by this.] It won't be no courting, though. It will be a night at the pub with mead and meat. That suits me fine.

[Pubs stank already, so it wouldn't matter if he bathed!]

[steeledskin]

Thirty coins is an insult. [ or perhaps she is the one who feels insulted. somehow. ] You ought to have driven him higher or not have accepted at all.

[bullhorned]

Why? It's better than to not earn any coin at all. [And besides, that was more coin than anyone had ever spent on him before... that he's aware of.]

[steeledskin]

Bidders would pay more. [ vague unnamed bidders to whom she swears no involvement. ] I am certain of it.

[bullhorned]

[He snorts.] I'll believe it when I've seen it.

[steeledskin]

[ how (in)convenient that she doesn't carry coins on her person.

instead: ] And so you take your doubt and allow it to bind you to an entire evening with another man without so much as entertaining the notion of a competing bid. [ a pause. ] Ser Gendry, did you maybe not want anyone to outbid him?

[bullhorned]

I don't care to be bid for at all.

[steeledskin]

[ some core part of her understands. if the conversation had been flipped, she would have broken apart into pieces by now -- troubled by such bandying and bidding.

instead she asks him very gently: ] Why? Do you...do you not want to be wanted?