#trader inscryption

[determunition]

OLD_FOLKS HOME chapter 24 is up! in this one we witness the epic conclusion to Trader v Kaycee, and gape in awe at the astoundingly flashy showdown of Luke v Magnificus!

will bone triumph over beast? will poe or magnificus's kin secure a spot in the semi-final match? can magnificus stay focused towards victory with his paramour ultimate rival coaching his opponent just across the table? open up this long boi and find out!

[ozzies-perch]

Oh yeah, have I mentioned I'm Trader's number 1 fan?

(I also hc her and Trapper as siblings. because LISTEN their sibling rivalry would be INSANE.)

[seekingdecay]

If nobody will write trader fics ill do it my fucking self. Eat p03 and trader fans eat!!!! This is super headcanony with the idea that The Trader had to bribe the other scrybes into letting her do business.

Fine Pelts.

Warnings: None Apply

Words: 1,015

Characters: P03, The Trader

Summary: [Pre Game Events]. "Perhaps it was a warning, but if it was she did not pay any mind. There was business to take part in. If the sound of the door did not announce her presence, the sound of her boots certainly did. She watched as the gaze of the Scrybe of Technology was torn from his work."

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Steel lines the floors of the platform, the Temple of Technology was raised off the ground. Likely to keep nature outside of its lifeless walls. Despite its efforts however, heavy soled boots thunked against the metal, tracking mud on the ground leading up to the door.

The Trapper slowed as she approached the entrance, her thick clothing definitely helped up here. The elevation was much more than most would think, it was cold. The steel and iron was no threat to her, the only thing that made her hesitate was the idea of speaking with the scrybe inside. 

But, she pressed on.

The door hissed open, it was a sharp sound that reminded The Trader of an adder hiding in the grass. Waiting to strike and kill the prey with its potent venom. Perhaps it was a warning, but if it was she did not pay any mind. There was business to take part in. If the sound of the door did not announce her presence, the sound of her boots certainly did. She watched as the gaze of the Scrybe of Technology was torn from his work.

"Are you a challenger? Let me see your–" the scrybe halted in its speech, the broken lights on his monitor flickered as though it had an eye twitch. "– why are you here? Did that beast send you over?"

The Trader did not reply at first, eyes staying level with the Scrybe's.

"... I wish to trade." she finally spoke, tone holding as little emotion as The Scrybe's. 

"I don't have any interest in your stinking animal skins, brute." P03 spoke with a particular bitterness, as if it's heard this many times before. "I don't have any."

"I do not want your pelts, nor your foils." The Trader raised a hand, the thick mitten stained with aged blood. "I wish to… Offer you… A pelt."

P03 threw up one of the eyebrows on its display for a moment, before it flickered back to its typical expression.

"I don't want 'em, either."

"Humour me." 

The Trader and P03 met gazes for a moment, there seemed to be a tense crackle in the air. The Trader knew that bargaining with the scrybe would be difficult, and at this point she knew P03 was well aware of her stubbornness.

"... Fine. What do you have." it was stated as a demand, not a question.

The Trader approached the table, moving some cards aside. P03 seemed to grumble in annoyance as she did, but its complaints were quickly silenced as a large object was placed on the table. Wrapped in paper and tied with twine, it surprisingly did not have the thick smell of blood hanging around it.

"This… May be of interest to you, machine." The Trader began to unwrap it, as she did P03 leaned over slightly to get a closer look. How it craned its neck reminded her of a bird. What was contained shimmered in the low factory light, a fleece made of glimmering gold. She spread the wool to show the tight coils at the base of the pelt, a sign of extreme quality. "A fleece of gold, the purest kind. One of few in the world, along with a prized possession of mine."

P03 let out a drawn out beeep… Of what The Trader hopes is interest. She assumes he does not understand the quality of the fleece… But its value was nothing to have to be said twice.

"Why would I need a gold bundle of fur?" An expected response, The Trader couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Why are you laughing?"

"It is wool… Wool and fur are very different. Wool is in tight coils, such as this. Fur is typically straight, or curly. Of course it can be coiled but… The properties are different." The Trader explained. "The quality is high, I assure you. Is gold not a wonderful conductor of electricity? Perhaps the yarn made from this wool can be used for exquisite wiring…"

Personally, she'd much prefer to take it home and make it into a wonderfully soft bedding for herself. These golden fleeces are few and far between, including this one she has merely four… Enough to make a perfectly sized blanket. If this deal is stricken… She can easily afford more. 

"... I know you aren't giving this up for free." P03's gaze narrowed suspiciously. "What are you trying to get out of me?"

"You know my namesake well, I see." The Trader laughed dryly. "For this fleece… All I wish is for that sideroom. To trade my wares in your factory."

P03 beeped again. As if offended at the idea.

"I don't want you stinking up the temple."

"But you do want this fleece." she pressed on, waving her mittened hand over the pelt to emphasize the point. She could see it on the machine's expression. It did want this gold. "This fleece isn't all you will get… I will be trading your cards for my prices. You will receive your cards spread distribution in this location. Those who wish to use your cards will have… Easy access to good deckbuilding. Is that not what you want?"

P03's eye twitched again, a bit more aggressively than usual. It was frustrated, she could tell.

"Just don't make a mess of the place." P03 said with a hiss in its tone. The Trader had won this bargain at last. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride swell in her chest. 

"Allow me to wrap up the payment once more…" The Trader rolled up the fleece, wrapped it in paper and tied it back up, sliding it over to the Scrybe. P03 picked it up in its claw and dropped it under the table. The Trader wanted to tear its head off for that.

"Now just… Go. Go figure out your little… Shop thing. Don't make a mess and don't be noisy." P03 demanded, she couldn't help but feel he was being unwelcoming. She began to step away, starting to enter the side room with heavy footsteps.

"It's a pleasure. I am pleased."

[toacho]

Finally painted the Trapper / Trader mask that I printed a little while back! Adding it to my little box of goodies to use while playing Inscryption IRL!

[shoot-the-clown]

International trading laws

[longelk]

ponyisland2

[ninten-draw]

Redid my inscryption reference sheets

[show-tunes]

Yet another turn of the skinning knife

[lovetunneldown]

i only make really good art

[determunition]

december 22nd was the second anniversary of my first retyrement AU post! thanks so much to everyone for following it thus far, and for an amazing 2023 overall! it's been really wonderful making art for all of you, and i hope to keep up steam in the new year!

though OLD_FOLKS HOME's posting anniversary on ao3 isn't until february 16th next year, i wrote a fun little oneshot for the occasion! it's a little fanservice-y romp i've been thinking of writing for awhile ^^ i hope you enjoy it, and that it tides you over until the next OFH arc! you can find it on ao3 right here

thanks so much again to everyone for being such a wonderful audience here on tumblr, and hope you all have a lovely new year!

[ozzies-perch]

Fuck you *hits your p03 with the heavy metal beam*

[shoot-the-clown2]

Inscryptober Week 1: Corruption

For week 1, I decided to make more of an evil spin instead of the classic computer corruption!

And like. You have a fur trader in the same house as the Scrybe of Beasts. She's probably thought about it more than once.

[zecozone]

Inscryption sketches!

[bradsmindbrain]

Trapper and Trader

[shoot-the-clown]

What's wrong with them

[longelk]