I had to write this up as killjoy32 pulled a cracking smoking on me yesterday.
Now Alan and I have been in e-mail contact for some time. During one of our regular chats I happen to mention that I had spotted a nice softy
GW Monster Manual on the big e. I was in a good mood having just got a top
H2 out from under his nose and I felt UK bragging rights for the day were mine. Then the e-mail came. . .
"I'm interested in that too. *throws gauntlet down*"
I mean this is at 9 in the morning and the auction doesn't close till 17.37 gmt. I have 8 frigging hours to panic about swimming with the big fish. Oh crap!
Anyway, I fire a confident little riposte reminding the big killjoy about my recent victory and settle back to my work. Reply was swift and brutal.
"*evil grin* this time I'm going to wait until the last 10 secs so you can't counter bid"
SHEEEEEET!!!!!!!!
You know the feeling. You wake after fantastic sex to discover that you are living in a teen slasher movie where the only survivors will be the virgins. It was like a lead ball in my stomach. I became a sweaty palmed blabbing wreck. Evil grin? Evil fecking grin??????
I was thinking Orcus of the front of
H4 - YES THAT FECKIN EVIL
Anyway I nervously entered the battle yet with stout heart placed my opening gambit. Again the reply was swift, if not the counter bid.
"£5.50 wahey!"
I ought to explain that I was now going to be late leaving work, miss my train desperately hoping I could hang on, and I KNEW I WAS GOING TO LOSE. Even worse, so did Al. Through a grimace of frustration I imagined him sat some 150 miles from me safe in the knowledge that his swipe was going to take me out. As back up I moved my bid higher whilst placing an insurance bid on the softy
PHB finishing three minutes later, confident that I would sneak under his radar as he would be only watching the
MM.
I sat, and I waited, and I worried and I sweated.
17.35 GMT and still no counter bid - has he given up? Not a chance. Activity begins an unrelated third party makes their challenge and is swiftly rebuffed. Surely I have it now. Pressing refresh I see the dreaded red cross and the words "you have been outbid". OH CACK!!!!
My fingers stumble as I desperately try and fire in a counterbid but I am too late. It will not be mine - it is moving to Warrington. Oh well I thought, at least I have the
PHB. I click on the item description and wait for the finish.
SNIPED BY GOD!!! (well by killjoy actually, but the effect is much the same)
Oh the abject horror, the pain. I stand back and salute you killjoy - an evil genius but a comic talent :D :D
After the state you left me in have you ever thought about writing Ravenloft or Cthulhu modules? 8O 8O 8O