A Diseased Procurer
You duck down an alley and find that it's home to a makeshift open-air market. Stalls line each side of the street, with people of every ethnicity and planet of origin selling anything imaginable -- and from the looks of it, a few things it's never even occurred to you to imagine.
"Mouse on a stick! Delicious fried mouse on a stick!" someone waves a disgusting lump of meat on a skewer at you.
"That looks like a rat, not a mouse," you say. "And it appears to be grilled, not fried."
The dirty little man waving the stick pauses for a moment, then thrusts it in your face again. "Grilled rat on a stick? Only two credits, and at that price, I'm cutting my own head off!"
"Well then," he says, "maybe there's something else I can procure for you. I'm a man who knows how to procure things. I'm a procurer. You name it, I procure it. I'm a procurer. I'm pro-cure. Procuring is my trade. I specialize in procurement of goods and services."
"I get the point," you say, turning to leave.
"Wait, wait! What's your pleasure: flesh or metal?" the little man says, following you down the alley.
"Look, I really don't --"
"Flesh? Or metal?"
"Ah, yes, truly a man after my own heart! Who does not enjoy dabbling in the pleasures of the flesh, eh?" the man says, elbowing you enthusiastically. He produces a card with an address written on it. "Go to this address, tell them that Self-Decapitating Nick sent you, and enjoy!"
"Thanks," you say, taking the card from his greasy fingers.
"Sure you don't want that rat on a stick?"
"No. I have to go shower. A lot."
|You acquire an item: Blue Milk Club Card|
"Ah, a man after my own heart! Who doesn't enjoy the clang and crash of metal on metal, eh? Can't call yourself a real man unless you're into that, eh?" he says, elbowing you enthusiastically. He pulls out a card with an address on it. "Tell 'em Self-Decapitating Nick sent you, and enjoy!" he says, shaking your hand and doing that creepy palm-caressing thing with one greasy fingertip. "Sure you don't want that rat on a stick?"
"No thanks," you say. "I need to go shower. A lot."
|You acquire an item: Mecha Mayhem Club Card|