$1,000 Bitcoin prize for the most appreciated post on this forum

[BIT-X.com]

As previously discussed with Roger, Bit-X will be offering an additional prize: a free Bit-X Bitcoin Debit Card worth $99.95!

The card type will be the Named White edition, worth $99.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation are all included). The winner will be able to choose a card denominated in USD, EUR or GBP. This card features our lowest fees!

Please note that the winner will need to pass basic verification by submitting an ID and a document proving residency. If they'd rather not do so, they can choose to claim a free Anonymous card, worth $34.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation included).

To learn more about our cards please visit the:
Main card landing page: https://card.bit-x.com
Detailed guide page which covers all card fees and limits: https://bit-x.com/guide/bitx-cards

Good luck to everyone!

Regards,
BIT-X.com

[rogerver]

In order to attract more users, and quality posts to this forum, I'm glad to offer 4 BTC, or $1,000 USD in bitcoin, whichever is more, prize to the user who makes the most appreciated post on this forum.

Satoshi Labs has stepped up to offer a free Trezor to the winner as well!
In this post, Bit-X, has agreed to include a free Bit-X credit card valued at $99.95

The submission deadline will be whenever this forum reaches 10,000 human registered users, or, so long as the forum has at least 5,000 registered human users, Jan 1st, 2016, whichever comes sooner.

At that time, we will start a thread where people can nominate posts for the prize.
After two weeks for nomination submissions, the polling will begin, and be open for two weeks.
Forum members that registered before the deadline will be allowed to vote for which post was the most appreciated.

At the conclusion of the two weeks:
4 BTC or $1,000 USD in bitcoin, whichever is more, plus a Trezor, and a Bit-X card, will be paid to the author of the most appreciated post.

Some examples of posts that I already appreciate on this forum are:

beginners-help/documentaries-on-bitcoin ... -t246.html
beginners-help/overview-bitcoin-hardwar ... -t200.html
bitcoin-discussion/i-m-charlie-shrem-bi ... -t239.html
readings/huge-list-of-free-cypherpunk-c ... -t233.html

So now is your chance to write interesting things about Bitcoin, contribute to the Bitcoin community, and have a chance to win $1000 all at the same time!
Be sure to tell all your friends to make sure we can hit 10,000 users quickly!
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You can also stay up to date with all the latest forum posts by following our new Twitter bot!
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[piebeyb]

What is this serious?

[rogerver]

What is this serious?

Yes, this is a real offer.
The money will really be paid out, and anyone can verify it on the Blockchain.

[Zoey]

As previously discussed with Roger, Bit-X will be offering an additional prize: a free Bit-X Bitcoin Debit Card worth $99.95!

The card type will be the Named White edition, worth $99.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation are all included). The winner will be able to choose a card denominated in USD, EUR or GBP. This card features our lowest fees!

Please note that the winner will need to pass basic verification by submitting an ID and a document proving residency. If they'd rather not do so, they can choose to claim a free Anonymous card, worth $34.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation included).

To learn more about our cards please visit the:
Main card landing page: https://card.bit-x.com
Detailed guide page which covers all card fees and limits: https://bit-x.com/guide/bitx-cards

Good luck to everyone!

Regards,
BIT-X.com

I would think that the cheaper card would be the one requiring all the personal info and the anonymous one to be more expensive, wouldn't you?

[piebeyb]

What is this serious?

Yes, this is a real offer.
The money will really be paid out, and anyone can verify it on the Blockchain.

okay it was very good, but I need a special Indonesian forum here, to make it easier I make a campaign about this forum and bring more users

[BIT-X.com]

As previously discussed with Roger, Bit-X will be offering an additional prize: a free Bit-X Bitcoin Debit Card worth $99.95!

The card type will be the Named White edition, worth $99.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation are all included). The winner will be able to choose a card denominated in USD, EUR or GBP. This card features our lowest fees!

Please note that the winner will need to pass basic verification by submitting an ID and a document proving residency. If they'd rather not do so, they can choose to claim a free Anonymous card, worth $34.95 (issuance, express shipping and activation included).

To learn more about our cards please visit the:
Main card landing page: https://card.bit-x.com
Detailed guide page which covers all card fees and limits: https://bit-x.com/guide/bitx-cards

Good luck to everyone!

Regards,
BIT-X.com

I would think that the cheaper card would be the one requiring all the personal info and the anonymous one to be more expensive, wouldn't you?

Hi Zoey,

The Anonymous Cards are slightly more expensive than the normal Named Card, since users benefit from anonymity. You can check card costs are fees here: https://bit-x.com/guide/bitx-cards

The Named White Card is the prestigious card out of the ones we have available. The higher upfront cost serves to cover all monthly fees for the card's lifetime. Additionally, this card's ATM fee is lower and its FX (foreign currency exchange) fee is lowered too!

If you have any other questions please do not hesitate to ask us, we will be setting up a thread here soon.

Regards,
BIT-X.com

[nwfella]

Hot dang, got all excited to see a $1,000 reward right off the bat being a newly registered user excited to see an alternative to bitcointalk. But as soon as I realized that litecoinguy from same aforementioned forum is already here any remnant of hope I may have had at winning anything literally vanished in an instant. That guy is an absolute topic generating beast. We are doomed!!

Like the forum layout/design too.

Oh yeah, btw hello forum!

[BobbyCrypto]

http://www.incakoin.info

THE INCA ARE COMING THE INCA ARE COMING

To the future and beyond.

Cheers everyone. Let's celebrate together. Get some free Incakoin on IRC #incakoin
Thanks Roger for the cool forum and for the good time on the crypto show that brought me here

[tommy.marling]

But I have been out of work and broke for so long I would be like

[blackcoffee]

interesting but it is difficult if only given to one person
why not for all the community here that work in the promotion, not glued to one prize for one person, I think it is good and fair for all the people here of course

why not hold a bounty of $ 1,000 was for the people who helped enliven this forum and not fixated on one person, that's just my opinion

[jerryfrench]

Bitcoin patch video- https://youtu.be/zAoWCOPc6hY
Bitcoin SPAM patch
Example of dynamic distrutive fee set up:
100 bits per transaction ( destructive fees )
Fee doubles - 10 days of transactions over 2,000,000 or (200,000 per day)
Fee Cuts in half- every 10 days of transaction below 5,000,000 (50,000 per day)

please commit on the holes using burn fees?

Spam patch will make it deflationary forever.

by jerry french

[rendravolt]

Very large gift, hoping there are lucky here, and actually the most important of my goals is to make this forum crowded and a lot of visitors each day, or post a comment or else create a thread that benefit bitcoiners, cheers!

[rendravolt]

I've made a few threads hope will be many visitors and post, may I also lucky, Cheers!

[basonggogok]

The forum may be crowded if the winner 5 people or at least 3 people .because if the user 10000 just one person who wins the people will not believe that they will be the winners . The advice from me .

[kamvreto]

wish me luck.. -_-

[richroll6]

Your prizes should be a good way to get new members.

Sounds like short stories are acceptable. If we start a Bitcoin fiction trend here, should we call it CryptoFi? I'm rewriting a Bitcoin short story that I wrote a couple of months ago and plan to post it soon.

[satria]

1 winner of 10000 user....it must be the lucky man

[albert.jun]

Horeeee I am To be Winner... I hope so

[richroll6]

Is the below story a forum space hog?
Or a good read?
Read my Crypto Fi short story and decide for yourself.

Unfortunately, this text box forces its own layout on my writing by eliminating paragraph indentation which changes the read and the meaning, so I was forced to add spaces between paragraphs which ruins the literary effect less than run-together paragraphs.

The author’s rights to the below short story, “A Hoarder and a Detractor,” are protected by ProtectRite®

A HOARDER AND A DETRACTOR

by Rich Vedder
Revised October 18, 2015

I lie on my stomach digging sand from under my sailing yacht using a piece of driftwood as she lies high and dry on her side on the edge of a sandbar. And it’s my fault - if I had been keeping track of the weather, my bitcoin-purchased twelve meter sloop, Crypto Lady, would not have floundered in a storm and my yacht-mate, Lori, and I would not be shipwrecked here surrounded by vast waters in a remote area of the southernmost Bahamas. The nearest civilization is small Clarence Town one hundred kilometers to the north and we are eighty kilometers off the closest island freighter route.

If Crypto Lady were just twenty meters to the east, she’d be floating free, but getting her there is no small task as you don’t easily move thirteen thousand kilograms of fiberglass and lead, and, short of a lucky break, help to move her is not coming this way anytime soon.

I pull myself out from under the boat for a break, and, as I go to her bow, I pass the sandbar’s only other inhabitant - a solitary mangrove.

At the bow, wading into clear waters, I find that the thick lines of kedging ropes that I’ve rigged to pull her out of her sand trap are tight. They resonate a thrumming sound as the surf rakes them where they angle down before vanishing into the depths. Waves rudely thump and splash against my beloved boat’s seaward side shifting the sands and reclaiming what I had dug out yesterday.

I look across the blinding-white sands to where Lori lounges in a beach chair under her makeshift tarp fastened to the stern and see that she has set her novel down and is giving me a bad look. Time for some damage control - I head her way. A young, slender looker, I have to give her credit for holding out so far because stranded on a remote sandbar for a month is a recipe for insanity. She’s good crew and I have to admit that I’ve grown fond of her, but then again, she hasn’t been of much help lately and sometimes she can be a royal pain in the backside.

As I near her I notice the toll that the harsh elements are taking on her features and skin. She’s looking for trouble - maybe my best defense is an offense. “Help me dig. Tomorrow’s spring tide could be our chance,” I say.

“My back hurts. That digging’s a man’s job.”

“We don’t have the luxury of lounging if we want to get out of here,” I counter.

Lori leaps up and gets into my face, “Luxury?! What a hoot! You get rich on bitcoin and look what it’s gotten us! If you’d stop hoarding your precious coins and sell a few we could get a tow and get off this God-forsaken sand trap … but noooo! … you’ll miss your coming rally!”

I don't respond - avoiding the trap of talking myself into selling coin. Lori’s anger appears to be subsiding and I gaze out onto the sapphire waters wondering what shape we’ll be in when we finally do get off this sand-spit - but Lori’s not finished.

She slaps her grubby, salt-soaked paperback. “I’ve read this damn book five times! Can’t we get e-book on your sat phone?”

“We’ve been through that. Fuel’s low and so is charging power. We need to conserve in case we have to call rescue.”

Lori sighs, flings her book to the sand, and stomps off to the water’s edge.

Troubling. I go to under my boat, take up the driftwood, and begin digging again. I haven’t dug out much sand before Lori cries, “A sail!!”

I pull myself out and race to her side to see a sailboat in the distance. “Gotta’ send distress!” I yell and scamper up our rope ladder onto Crypto Lady’s deck and Lori follows.

Below deck, walking on what was once vertical bulkheads of my boat’s impossibly tilted interior, I snatch the flare kit, scramble up to the cockpit, and fire off two. We watch for a while and I can see that the boat has turned. “They’re going to help us! I know it!” We dash below and Lori begins washing up as I get on the radio trying to make contact, but get nothing but static.


The tide has risen covering the sandbar and we stand in ankle-deep seawater watching a well-founded fourteen meter sloop approach under full sail. The headsail furls and a man darts to the bow and tosses his anchor with his yacht still under momentum. A moment later his anchor sets and swings the boat around deftly leaving her stern not more than thirty meters from us - a ballsy maneuver.

Soon thereafter, Jackson Greenspack - a husky, sun-darkened, middle-aged man in a fresh flowered shirt - perches on his stern which bobs in the waves. Below him the name ‘Clamslammer’ is painted boldly across his sleek transom. It strikes me of how grubby and desperate we must look as he takes an uncomfortably long moment to critically inspect what he sees, then says, “Water’s spread pretty thin there, huh?”

“Can you help us with a pull?” I plead.

“Maybe. When you ready to try?”

“Sunrise tomorrow. Spring tide. Hope for an extra ten inches of water.”

“Tell ya’ what. Join me for cocktails in a couple of hours and we’ll talk about it.”

“Good deal!”


Not long later, as the blazing sun is beginning to work its way towards the western horizon, I stop my digging to see Lori climb from our boat clutching her waterproof pack bag. “Going somewhere?” I ask.

She couldn’t look more guilty if she’d been caught raiding a church collection plate. “Just to check out the guy’s yacht.”

I stand and face her, angry that she’s going off to leave me to dig alone. She gives a guilty shrug, slinks off to the water, dives in, and swims pulling her floating bag behind her with a lanyard clinched in her teeth. I go back to digging with a sinking feeling.


Later, as I prepare to launch my dingy to visit Clamslammer, I look across the water and watch Lori helping Jackson rig a big sunshade above his decks. It’s troubling to see that his attention is on her Bikini more than the chore at hand.


Facing Jackson in his cockpit, I sip on a beer as he knocks back double Havana Club rums.

“Clamslammer!” Jackson beams. “Hawking penny stocks in my office over the marina, then hopping on my yacht and keel-grinding clams to get through the shallow channel.” He humps his hips and laughs.

Lori pokes her head out of the companionway. She’s drinking fine Cognac and is getting tipsy herself. “Awesome galley Jackson! Refrigeration runs twenty-four seven?”

Jackson grins, nods, and thrusts his empty glass to her.

I gaze at Lori miffed by the way she has established her presence below. “Good on your beer?” she asks me. I shake my head apprehensively as I have the painful thought that she could be preparing to jump ship. She disappears below. As unhappy as I am about this developing situation, I must move ahead with the deal to get my boat off the sandbar. “Two thousand’s too much,” I say to Jackson.

He shakes his head, “Not too much. Hell, it’d cost a fortune to call a tow from Georgetown.”

Lori pops up, hands him a fresh drink, then darts back down.

Jackson stomps on his cockpit sole with confidence, “Two-hundred horse Perkins. Gobs of torque. I’ll get you off. You got cash?”

“Bitcoin. If we agree on a price, I can call and have cash in your account a few minutes after my boat’s off.”

Jackson sours, “Friggin’ Bitcoin. Bunch of anti-establishment decentrals trying to disrupt the world‘s what they are.”

Lori pokes her head out. “Bitchin’ ice maker, Jackson!” He grins in response.

I need to find out what Lori is going to do. I say, “Let’s get going. Any cleaning you need to do down there before we leave?”

She gets an apprehensive look, then to Jackson, “You sure you going to get Crypto Lady off?”

He gets a devilish grin, looks away with a soft gurgling sound, looks back to her, then says, “You tell me. Which boat you going with if I don’t?”

Lori’s face flips to me and her eyes flash panic, then to Jackson, “Don’t ask me that!” Then she darts below.

Jackson rubs circles in his cockpit sole with a foot. “Uhh …” he murmurs. He works his thumb on the top of a winch as if he’s polishing it, then turns my way with his eyes cast low. “I don’t take bitcoin.”

I sit in silence for a moment as the audacity of what he’s doing sinks in. “It doesn’t matter, you get dollars into your account.”

He rises and heads for his companionway. “I don’t want to have anything to do with that Ponzi scheme,” then he goes below.

As bad as things have gotten, I must trudge ahead with trying to get my boat off. I poke my head into the companionway and look for Lori but can’t see her. “Lori! You coming with me or not?” I yell.

“Go on. I’m staying here. I’ll get my things later,” comes her voice from behind a door.

I slam my fist on the cabin top. “Damn you!” I take a moment to think, knowing that I’m too angry for my own good. Can’t get distracted from what I need to do. I then climb into my dingy and row back towards my stranded home.


The sun is setting as I pull my dinghy up onto the sand. The constant easterly trade winds have subsided and the air and water sit unusually thick and still as dirty-gray clouds creep in from the east making for a pallid sky. I go to the solitary mangrove - my last option for companionship on this lonely realm which I’ve created for myself. I sit and face it, tear off a leaf, and pop it into my mouth. As I chew on the leaf, I feel the need to talk.

“Are you lonely, little bush? I’ve watched you claw for survival day after day for a month.” Day after day - all the same. The trade winds always blowing from east to west, the sea constantly marching from east to west, the fiery heavens arcing over from east to west.

“How did you get here? Are you tattered because you’re unhappy? Is it your own damn fault that you’re stuck here alone? When you were a little mangrove pod did you cling to your mother’s branch sucking in the benefits too long while your sibling pods dropped off into the sea calling for you to join them as they floated off together to make their communal hammock?”

Enough of this. I must dig.


Wind from the east has broken the still and distant thunder warns of a storm brewing on this dark night as I dig sand by the dim light of a kerosene lantern. I can hear the two thrashing about on Clamslammer as they take down the sunshade. Jackson must have continued putting down double rums because he sounds drunk as he bellows at Lori, “Leeward end first!”


It’s three a.m. I had not paid much attention earlier when Lori had come and collected her possessions. The storm is approaching and should be a Godsend for my task as the rising winds whistle through Crypto Lady’s rigging promising to bring a surge of extra water. The thick rope lead of my kedging tackle throngs and sings like a jumbo piano wire with tons of pressure as I crank on a winch in my tilted cockpit tightening it in inch by inch. My boat gives a shudder and I think that she might have moved a bit.


Sunrise is soon to come but you wouldn’t know it as lightning cracks the black sky and wind and rain whoosh and howl stinging my exposed skin. Slaving on the winch, I’ve moved my boat a total of three feet and each small surge gains a little more as the water rises. I hear faint sounds of the two knocking about on Clamslammer and catch Jackson yelling, “Throw it now!”

The raging storm is now directly overhead and I’m practically swimming in the flood of rain. I take in another inch of rope and it cries in protest and the fiberglass combing supporting the winch creaks and bulges as it is already far beyond its designed load. I crank with more force and my boat moves, but then bumps to a stop against something hard. Am I to be defeated when I’m almost there? I have to do this - it’s all or nothing - win or lose. I straddle over the winch, brace firmly, and give it everything that I have with all the leverage that I can muster. I’m seeing stars when Crypto Lady gives a painful moan, shivers, slips forward, and then stops again and teeters on a hard spot. It’s then that rope breaks with a mighty BANG! and missiles by me slapping my calf. Just as it looks as if everything is lost, a rogue gust of wind shoves her sideways. She teeters to the right, hesitates, and then slides into the water and floats free. I scramble, grab my ready-made anchor rode, spin it onto the winch, and furiously grind my way towards deeper water.

I haven’t gotten far when the bow of Clamslammer comes drifting by. She’s broadside to the storm and heading for the sandbar with Jackson on the bow with a line coiled to throw. “Catch my line!!” He tosses and it lands beside me. “Help me!! Three thousand!! Got it below!!”

I let the line slide into the water and say, “I don’t take dollars.” Then Clamslammer disappears into the storm.


The storm has left the morning air clean and crisp. Crypto Lady rides on her anchor in twenty feet of water with my kedge ropes lying on the bottom beneath her. I’ll come back for them after some R&R in Georgetown - milk, bread, fresh produce, fresh water.

Clamslammer lies on her side at the edge of the sandbar. Jackson exits from his companionway and gives me a look that pleads for help.

I crank my engine and check the cooling water spitting from the exhaust. Everything’s surprisingly shipshape considering what my ole girl’s been through. I go to the bow and begin hauling the anchor.

Jackson shakes his fist. “Better help me off or I’ll have you live to regret it!”

I’m in my cockpit now. I put the engine into gear and look to him. “I’ll check the value of the dollar when I get to Georgetown. Be back in about a month,” then I motor eastward, set my wheel, hop up to the foredeck, and raise my mainsail.

The End

[rogerver]

Just to be clear, the post that wins the prize can be anywhere on this forum.
I suspect it will likely be the first post in a brand new thread.

Thanks for participating!

[rendravolt]

Just to be clear, the post that wins the prize can be anywhere on this forum.
I suspect it will likely be the first post in a brand new thread.

Thanks for participating!

Yes everything was happy to participate in this prize, Good luck to us all!

[piebeyb]

Just to be clear, the post that wins the prize can be anywhere on this forum.
I suspect it will likely be the first post in a brand new thread.

Thanks for participating!

thank rogerver, we're glad you clarify it and let us all know here, cheers

[BTCFREEE]

I really need to get into more bitcoin posts $1000 would be super nice.

[Mr. Truth]

[Mr. Truth]

Hm...10000 users .This means that my chance of winning 1/10000 or 0.01%. That probably means that I don't win , but I wish luck to other users!

[rogerver]

Hm...10000 users .This means that my chance of winning 1/10000 or 0.01%. That probably means that I don't win , but I wish luck to other users!

The winner isn't selected at random.
It is selected based on the quality of your post.
If you think of something worthwhile, please post it.

[rendravolt]

Hm...10000 users .This means that my chance of winning 1/10000 or 0.01%. That probably means that I don't win , but I wish luck to other users!

The winner isn't selected at random.
It is selected based on the quality of your post.
If you think of something worthwhile, please post it.

Yes of course, the opportunity is still open to anyone who enliven this forum.

[BIGbtc]

Bitcoin In One Word




We are having T-Shirts made with this. If Roger OK's we will offer one up to the WINNER and 5 Runner-Ups to "the most appreciate Post on the forum"

[rogerver]

Bitcoin In One Word




We are having T-Shirts made with this. If Roger OK's we will offer one up to the WINNER and 5 Runner-Ups to "the most appreciate Post on the forum"

I love it!
I will add this to the original post!