I can’t say much regarding the Incognito Saturn; I was working on other things at the time and just sort of had the stream playing in the background as I was working. The Belch auction, on the other hand, was utterly astounding.
As you might expect, it began with several bidders opening up with maybe twenty to thirty bucks each. Some of the more formidable players offered higher amounts to the table; fifty dollars, a hundred, a hundred and twenty five. Soon, major players in the race began to form. As the battle raged on, two opposing forces were left standing: Godeg, from our very own forums, against a devotee of The Speed Gamers, whose username escapes me at the moment.
Every minute, the stakes were raised higher and higher, until at last the two reached a gentlemen’s agreement when they reached six hundred dollars. I forget who surrendered to who, and I also seem to recall one of them accidentally donating an extra hundred to the cause, but the other quickly followed suit.
SUDDENLY, OUT OF COMPLETE F—-ING NOTHINGNESS, A DARK HORSE BY THE NAME OF CALVIN DESCENDED UPON THE COMBATANTS AND ATTEMPTED TO DWARF THEM BOTH WITH A STAGGERING DONATION OF EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS!
This is where things got totally crazy, to say the least. Bids got higher and higher; Godeg and the gentleman from The Speed Gamers matched Calvin’s donation, but this new challenger simply proceeded to up the ante to an imposing twelve hundred dollar donation!
From here, I can’t quite recall how each new donation played out, but I do remember being quite flabbergasted at each twist and turn. The gentleman from The Speed Gamers had hit somewhere around sixteen hundred dollars when he officially called it quits in the chat, but Godeg and Calvin continued to push forward.
Just as the stakes were climbing higher and higher, the gentleman went for one last Hail Mary and surprised everyone by bringing his total up past two thousand dollars, though in the end, it wasn’t enough. All three warriors had surpassed the two thousand mark, but it was the mysterious challenger Calvin who ultimately took home the rotting pile of puke with his phenomenally generous donation of twenty three hundred dollars.
After the excitement had subsided somewhat, we returned to the Hallowed Hall of Fangamer, where the Czar reidman greeted us in an incomprehensible state of what I have to assume was pure joy. As “Smiles and Tears” began to play over the radio, He left us with this last heartfelt statement:
“There are no words. Thank you.”