Shatter He/Him Posted yesterday at 01:10 AM Posted yesterday at 01:10 AM 59 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said: GUYS IT'S SIMPLE Here coin coin is worth 1 money Here big coin coin is worth 10 money Here yellow coin coin is worth 5 money here is Big Yellow coin coin is worth 50 money 1 money about 1 real money bread is around 1 big coin cheese cost 1 yellow coin ECONOMICS but but I have an small interstellar empire to figure out the economics of.
Ascended Grubberfly He/Him Posted yesterday at 01:13 AM Posted yesterday at 01:13 AM 1 minute ago, Shatter said: but but I have a small interstellar empire to figure out the economics of. Why small empire? Make it bigger! More GDP in bigger empire ITS ECONOMICS!
Shatter He/Him Posted yesterday at 01:17 AM Posted yesterday at 01:17 AM 3 minutes ago, Ascended Grubberfly said: Why small empire? Make it bigger! More GDP in bigger empire ITS ECONOMICS! mmm. isn't much of an empire. is more of the Sol System and the Alpha Centauri System. *sighs in trying to make stuff sorta realistic* on the good side, I have figured out the military size
Ascended Grubberfly He/Him Posted yesterday at 01:20 AM Posted yesterday at 01:20 AM 1 minute ago, Shatter said: mmm. isn't much of an empire. is more of the Sol System and the Alpha Centauri System. *sighs in trying to make stuff sorta realistic* on the good side, I have figured out the military size Sweet, but remember, more is more, less is poor. I expect great things in the coming playsessions, my friend.
Shatter He/Him Posted yesterday at 01:37 AM Posted yesterday at 01:37 AM 13 minutes ago, Ascended Grubberfly said: Sweet, but remember, more is more, less is poor. I expect great things in the coming playsessions, my friend. but a bigger empire means bigger numbers. the numbers then start hurting me brain
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted yesterday at 01:00 PM Posted yesterday at 01:00 PM 11 hours ago, Aeoryi said: This is my empire Uh oh. Do you take pop tarts in place of taxes? I'm stealing them from Grub. 1
GG0z He/Him Posted yesterday at 03:47 PM Posted yesterday at 03:47 PM 15 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said: Ok. Green coin worth 100 money! Big green coin worth 500 money. What about the rare arcane coin? It has power
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted yesterday at 05:45 PM Posted yesterday at 05:45 PM 16 hours ago, Shatter said: but but I have an small interstellar empire to figure out the economics of. Ok Little metal thing worth one money medium metal thing worth 5 money Potato chips worth 10 money medium potato chips worth 50 money green little metal thing worth 100 money green medium metal thing worth 500 money ECONOMICS 1 hour ago, GG0z said: What about the rare arcane coin? It has power Rare arcane coin worth kill your enemies kill your enemies not valued in coin ECONOMICS
GG0z He/Him Posted yesterday at 09:04 PM Posted yesterday at 09:04 PM 3 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said: Ok Little metal thing worth one money medium metal thing worth 5 money Potato chips worth 10 money medium potato chips worth 50 money green little metal thing worth 100 money green medium metal thing worth 500 money ECONOMICS Rare arcane coin worth kill your enemies kill your enemies not valued in coin ECONOMICS Rare arcane coin worth many many gold
Aeoryi she/her Posted yesterday at 09:07 PM Posted yesterday at 09:07 PM 8 hours ago, Ink and Embers said: Uh oh. Do you take pop tarts in place of taxes? I'm stealing them from Grub. I'll take pop smarts
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted 20 hours ago Posted 20 hours ago 4 hours ago, GG0z said: Rare arcane coin worth many many gold Yes I'm so good at economics, right? 1
GG0z He/Him Posted 19 hours ago Posted 19 hours ago 1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said: Yes I'm so good at economics, right? Many people want to own arcane coin because it signifies power, wealth, and status
Conure1243 He/Him Posted 18 hours ago Posted 18 hours ago 1 minute ago, GG0z said: Many people want to own arcane coin because it signifies power, wealth, and status So people make arcane coin and then arcane coin become less coin and then people are buying arcane coin for more than its worth. Not really, but I accidentally did that once.
Aeoryi she/her Posted 18 hours ago Posted 18 hours ago 10 minutes ago, Conure1243 said: So people make arcane coin and then arcane coin become less coin and then people are buying arcane coin for more than its worth. Not really, but I accidentally did that once. Oh you guys would love my Cassion shortfic which featured magic based on flipping coins
Factor She/Her Posted 18 hours ago Posted 18 hours ago 4 minutes ago, Aeoryi said: Oh you guys would love my Cassion shortfic which featured magic based on flipping coins Ooh! Are you sharing it? (Enter) ...Also, what's Cassius? *Cassion
Aeoryi she/her Posted 16 hours ago Posted 16 hours ago 1 hour ago, Factor said: Ooh! Are you sharing it? (Enter) ...Also, what's Cassius? *Cassion Cassion is a planet made of metal home to the magic of flipping coins Spoiler The world of Cassion glittered with reflected metals, all sparkling in unison beneath the lights of the stars. The city thrived in the winter. Walking from behind a metallic square skyscraper, a man with a black leather jacket and a smug look appears. The stars did a poor job at illuminating him. His face featured ugly eyes, ugly marks, and ugly wrinkles, yet there was a sense of youth within the man. He had turned only a few years ago, and had done a poor job at staying out of trouble. A new determination could be seen surging through the man as he took long strides towards the end of the alley. He held a round piece of metal between his fingers, flipping it from side to side, inspecting every engraving on it. It was a coin. The man hadn’t obtained it easily. It took multiple years of tracking to find the original wielder, and then a few days to finally finish the deed. Coins this powerful were so rare and valuable, but holding one in your hand was a blessing. In the world of Cassion, every coin was valuable. Coins were life or death. Coins were powerful. Coins were also illegal. Flaunting your coins was a dangerous thing to do. It could get you killed before you could even speak the words, “Heads or tails.” This man was an outlaw the moment he set a finger upon a coin. The police were no more than a step behind him. And so they appeared! They turned the corner, confronting the man with the magical piece of copper and zinc between his fingers. They wielded powerful heat-ray guns, capable of melting a man and his metal into no more than a crumpled piece of slag. They aimed at him, clearly intending to immolate him with the heat of the sun in a shot. But the man flipped the coin first. For all the seconds the coin was in the air, it was as if time slowed down. The outlaw spoke. “Heads or tails.” The Chief of Police, the Head Tracker already knew the stakes. The coin flip could be rigged against him, or it could be a reverse strategy, or it could be a fated coin. Once a coin was in the air, the complexity of the situation increased hundredfold. The law enforcer spoke: “I’ll take heads.” The coin fluttered in the air, traveling through its straight arc, coming back down to land between the coin flipper’s thumb and forefinger. He held it up to the Head Tracker so he could see clearly. It was heads. Immediately, a sigh of relief came from the senior police leader. If you won a coin flip, chances were that you were safe. Luck, fate, and chance were all on his side. He raised his gun to finish the ordeal, but then the man opened his hand. In the palm of his opponent’s hand, the Head Tracker could clearly see he was outwitted. The coin he was actually holding was faced towards him, with the clear silver engravement of the River, the backside of the coin. “Tails.” ignore the conjugation errors 2
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted 8 hours ago Posted 8 hours ago 7 hours ago, Aeoryi said: Cassion is a planet made of metal home to the magic of flipping coins Reveal hidden contents The world of Cassion glittered with reflected metals, all sparkling in unison beneath the lights of the stars. The city thrived in the winter. Walking from behind a metallic square skyscraper, a man with a black leather jacket and a smug look appears. The stars did a poor job at illuminating him. His face featured ugly eyes, ugly marks, and ugly wrinkles, yet there was a sense of youth within the man. He had turned only a few years ago, and had done a poor job at staying out of trouble. A new determination could be seen surging through the man as he took long strides towards the end of the alley. He held a round piece of metal between his fingers, flipping it from side to side, inspecting every engraving on it. It was a coin. The man hadn’t obtained it easily. It took multiple years of tracking to find the original wielder, and then a few days to finally finish the deed. Coins this powerful were so rare and valuable, but holding one in your hand was a blessing. In the world of Cassion, every coin was valuable. Coins were life or death. Coins were powerful. Coins were also illegal. Flaunting your coins was a dangerous thing to do. It could get you killed before you could even speak the words, “Heads or tails.” This man was an outlaw the moment he set a finger upon a coin. The police were no more than a step behind him. And so they appeared! They turned the corner, confronting the man with the magical piece of copper and zinc between his fingers. They wielded powerful heat-ray guns, capable of melting a man and his metal into no more than a crumpled piece of slag. They aimed at him, clearly intending to immolate him with the heat of the sun in a shot. But the man flipped the coin first. For all the seconds the coin was in the air, it was as if time slowed down. The outlaw spoke. “Heads or tails.” The Chief of Police, the Head Tracker already knew the stakes. The coin flip could be rigged against him, or it could be a reverse strategy, or it could be a fated coin. Once a coin was in the air, the complexity of the situation increased hundredfold. The law enforcer spoke: “I’ll take heads.” The coin fluttered in the air, traveling through its straight arc, coming back down to land between the coin flipper’s thumb and forefinger. He held it up to the Head Tracker so he could see clearly. It was heads. Immediately, a sigh of relief came from the senior police leader. If you won a coin flip, chances were that you were safe. Luck, fate, and chance were all on his side. He raised his gun to finish the ordeal, but then the man opened his hand. In the palm of his opponent’s hand, the Head Tracker could clearly see he was outwitted. The coin he was actually holding was faced towards him, with the clear silver engravement of the River, the backside of the coin. “Tails.” ignore the conjugation errors Ooooo, awesome!!!
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