Goods that exist in the games, swapped between people who play here. Nothing on this page is for sale for actual money.
MothOnTheRoof
Zomboid, at the laundromat door, not in the journal crate. I have extra bean seeds and I want boxes of 9mm that are not already in Caliber’s count. I also have a stack of ripped sheets beyond what the west windows need. If you want sheets, bring a pot ingredient that is not cabbage. We are drowning in cabbage. The pot thread is the reason.
I will not trade skill journals, safehouse membership, or the van key. Those are not goods. If you died and your bag is in the hall because someone carried it home, that is your bag, not a listing.
Caliber
9mm is not infinite, so read the sentence above as a request, not a vending machine. I will trade a counted magazine for shotgun shells or for a mechanics book we do not already have marked in Has Been Read. I will not trade the H.E.C.U. plates. They come back to the shelf even if you offer a car. The car is a separate problem with a nail by the door.
AngleIron
Tekxit. One spare Create cog, the ordinary kind, for screws or for a stack of treated wood if you have it from your own line. I am not farming wood for you. Meet at the path on my side of the reed line, not in the cog room. The cog room had a rift in it this month and I am bored of visitors who spawn indoors.
I am not trading angel rings. Flight is craftable on your own time, and a gifted ring turns into a scouting complaint. ClaimChalk has the temperament for that complaint. I do not.
ColdBoot
No real-money trades, no accounts, no “tip me and I’ll spawn it.” If a deal is not two piles of game items, it does not go on this page. If a listing goes stale, say so and I will strike it. A thread full of dead offers is how a trade post becomes trash, and the site has enough of a job without hosting a yard sale nobody is standing in.