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...dealing drugs.
Now, that being said: I do not approve of using drugs, selling drugs and certainly would speak vehemently against children being exposed to drugs in any way shape or form. Personal choice is a freedom we are granted but municipal, state, federal and international laws exist for a reason. I am not as callous as I seem in this tirade but its close enough for jazz.
Tells I have received in the last month; (I have inserted the word PRODUCT to create a sense of parralleism.)
"Where were you I am almost out of product and I need to make a run."
"Is that enought cash, I need as much product as I can get."
"I no longer need product_01, I need product_02 to get higher."
"I don't have any more cash can I sell you some gear?"
"I took some cash from my mom's account to buy this product."
"That was a good price, tell me first when you get more please."
"It was LESS last time now I really need it, why is it more?"
But the metaphor extends somewhat if you care to come along for the ride.
I've been in turf wars, bidding wars, been killed/trained to limit my access to certain sources of revenue. I have had local amateurs and entire organized syndicates move in on my sources and on my distibution points.
I travel to far off lands you may have only seen on a map somewhere and I bring back sundry goods you have only heard whispered about. Sometimes I refine them, sometime others bring them to me unbidden, sometimes I employ underlings to bring them to me (for which I pay them a piddling sum). Maybe I will ruin the market if it suits me. I do not care, pay me. You will, you have to. Go back to EXP, WoW, your forge, your loom, your wife, your bed, I'll be here.
Simply stated: I provide hard to get materials that give a momentary, yet ephemeral benefit to others. Their need is ongoing and almost bottomless. As their needs escalate so do the quality of materials I provide. I do not care where the cash comes from as long as it comes in.
Raw product, intermediate product, end product?
I don't care. Do you have the cash?
You are an addict and you know it and I don't care if you care you are.
You'll come looking for me when the itch starts deep down where your fingers can't reach it or you'll hear my whispers in that glory-hole of a zone, the Bazaar, and you'll come running. We'll exchange pleasantries about "How are you?" and "What have you been up to?" until eventually one of us will get down to business. A price will be mentioned and maybe there will be some negotiating but not often. That itch starts getting worse and you can just smell the product somehwere in one of my bags. You'll give me money and you'll get what you asked for. No bait and switch, no BS, straight up and honest dealing.
maybe, just maybe, you won't buy it?
Other newer/younger players will and I'll hook them too.
My customers? New, old, experienced, clueless? No worries.
Got yer medicine right here.
They come from many races, continents, skin colors, professions.
Some buy every day, some buy once a month, some resell and re-package.
They know what corner/office/car to find me in and they know my aliases, they know the code words. Some send alts, mules, friends. Some come down themselves. I can be as rude as I want and they'll still thank me in the end. They need it and I have it.
I take a taste now and then, yeah I buy, I dabble.
Better to be the Madame than the whore I suppose.
But I get lured out when new expansions come. I pore over every rumor, (who has the good stuff?) I blow my stash on the first new thing to come out...then I am selling again.
Hustling...always hustling.
Psst, what you need? i have it all.
Oh and if you have any Coarse Spider Silk I will pay whatever you want, I need it, I really do...
Now, that being said: I do not approve of using drugs, selling drugs and certainly would speak vehemently against children being exposed to drugs in any way shape or form. Personal choice is a freedom we are granted but municipal, state, federal and international laws exist for a reason. I am not as callous as I seem in this tirade but its close enough for jazz.
Tells I have received in the last month; (I have inserted the word PRODUCT to create a sense of parralleism.)
"Where were you I am almost out of product and I need to make a run."
"Is that enought cash, I need as much product as I can get."
"I no longer need product_01, I need product_02 to get higher."
"I don't have any more cash can I sell you some gear?"
"I took some cash from my mom's account to buy this product."
"That was a good price, tell me first when you get more please."
"It was LESS last time now I really need it, why is it more?"
But the metaphor extends somewhat if you care to come along for the ride.
I've been in turf wars, bidding wars, been killed/trained to limit my access to certain sources of revenue. I have had local amateurs and entire organized syndicates move in on my sources and on my distibution points.
I travel to far off lands you may have only seen on a map somewhere and I bring back sundry goods you have only heard whispered about. Sometimes I refine them, sometime others bring them to me unbidden, sometimes I employ underlings to bring them to me (for which I pay them a piddling sum). Maybe I will ruin the market if it suits me. I do not care, pay me. You will, you have to. Go back to EXP, WoW, your forge, your loom, your wife, your bed, I'll be here.
Simply stated: I provide hard to get materials that give a momentary, yet ephemeral benefit to others. Their need is ongoing and almost bottomless. As their needs escalate so do the quality of materials I provide. I do not care where the cash comes from as long as it comes in.
Raw product, intermediate product, end product?
I don't care. Do you have the cash?
You are an addict and you know it and I don't care if you care you are.
You'll come looking for me when the itch starts deep down where your fingers can't reach it or you'll hear my whispers in that glory-hole of a zone, the Bazaar, and you'll come running. We'll exchange pleasantries about "How are you?" and "What have you been up to?" until eventually one of us will get down to business. A price will be mentioned and maybe there will be some negotiating but not often. That itch starts getting worse and you can just smell the product somehwere in one of my bags. You'll give me money and you'll get what you asked for. No bait and switch, no BS, straight up and honest dealing.
maybe, just maybe, you won't buy it?
Other newer/younger players will and I'll hook them too.
My customers? New, old, experienced, clueless? No worries.
Got yer medicine right here.
They come from many races, continents, skin colors, professions.
Some buy every day, some buy once a month, some resell and re-package.
They know what corner/office/car to find me in and they know my aliases, they know the code words. Some send alts, mules, friends. Some come down themselves. I can be as rude as I want and they'll still thank me in the end. They need it and I have it.
I take a taste now and then, yeah I buy, I dabble.
Better to be the Madame than the whore I suppose.
But I get lured out when new expansions come. I pore over every rumor, (who has the good stuff?) I blow my stash on the first new thing to come out...then I am selling again.
Hustling...always hustling.
Psst, what you need? i have it all.
Oh and if you have any Coarse Spider Silk I will pay whatever you want, I need it, I really do...
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