STOCKIE: "The 4100 - 4300 trading range, shit, we're still only trading in the range."
I've been here a week now. Waiting for a mission, getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room I get weaker. And every minute martis squats in his cave he gets stronger.
Each time I look around the walls move in a little tighter.
Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a mission, and for my sins Bluey gave me one. Brought it up to me like room service.
I was going to the worst place in the world, and I didn't even know it yet, hundreds of posts up a thread that snaked through Hot Copper like a main circuit cable.... plugged straight into martis.
[Enter Bluey]
BLUEY: "Martis was one of the most outstanding chartists the XJO has ever produced. He was brilliant and outstanding in every way and he was a good man too.
You see stockie... In this market, things get confused... out there, power, ideals, the old morality, and practical trading necessity. Out there with these bears it must be a temptation to be god. Jgunter, would you read martis' last post for Captain stockie, please."
JGUNTER reads martis' post : "We must short them.... stock after stock, position after position, index after index, nation after nation... And they call me an assasin. What do you call it when the assasins accuse the assasin ? They lie.. they lie and we have to be merciful for those who lie. Those bankers. I hate them. How I hate them.. we must incinerate them all....God Bless"
General BLUEY: "Every man has got a breaking point. You and I have. Martis has reached his. And very obviously, he has gone insane. Now he's crossed into Greece with his Montagnard traders, who worship the man, like a god, and follow every shorting order, however ridiculous.
Your mission is to proceed up thread, pick up martis' posts and moderate them."
STOCKIE: "Moderate...martis?"
JGUNTER99: "Moderate...with extreme prejudice"
STOCKIE VOICE OVER:
"I had to navigate HC with the help of the other crankers. They were mostly just kids, penny stock holders with one foot in their trading graves."
"The lurker, the one they called Zia, was from Nimbin. He was wrapped too tight for the XJO, probably wrapped too tight for Nimbin."
"Pauley was a famous surfer from the beaches south of Cottesloe. You look at him and you wouldn't believe he'd ever held a stock in his life."
"Then there was Stu, Disco Stu, he was from some western sydney jive talkin hole and I think the contemporary tunes of the Zoomba really put the zap on his head.
Then there was Big Daddy, the Chief. It might have been my mission, but it sure as hell was Big Daddy's thread."
STOCKIE VOICEOVER: "It was a real choice mission, and when it was over, I'd never want another."
(20min delay)