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starspangledhero) wrote2010-06-25 10:03 pm
starspangledhero) wrote2010-06-25 10:03 pm
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[video/action for anyone ever]
[ GOOD EVENING, MARSHALL STREET. YOUR LOBBY HAS BEEN TURNED INTO A WILD WEST SALOON BY AMERICA AND MIRIA. Perhaps an elaboration is in order.
If anyone in the complex cares to come down and figure out what all the ruckus (get it? Baccano, ruckus, shush it's funny) is about, you'll find that America and Miria have gotten it in their minds that there should be a saloon in Discedo. It's 1881 for America, and Miria is... Miria. This makes sense to them. This does not make sense to anyone else. That is okay. This is normal. So what does this all entail, exactly? Let's find out:
→ Chairs and tables of a wide variety; most likely stolen or robbed (at complete random, though hey, it might be yours. YOU'LL GET IT BACK... EVENTUALLY.)
→ Likewise for cups, glasses, and any vaguely Western decorations
→ Discedo Red Eye. The normal stuff is made from alcohol, chewing tobacco, and burnt sugar. Do you really want to know what's in the knock off? Either way, it tastes like the fires of hell.
→ Poker chips and cards. By that I mean checkerboard pieces/wood chips/whathaveyou labeled like poker chips, and whatever cards America could find. Have fun trying to win a game with this deck.
→ Banjo tied up in the corner. America stole a cow like the outlaw he is. Too bad it's his own. No one ever said he was good at this.
→ An out-of-tune piano that once belonged to Austria forever and a day ago. Why I remember this, no one knows.
For the record, America's dressed in a cowboy outfit left over from the last time Isaac left, Isaac himself is in similar (though probably fancier) attire, while Miria wears something pretty. This is Discedo and they're both still dirty but WHATEVER. IT ADDS TO THE AUTHENTICITY. The two citizens are in the background setting up the last details while America beams into the camera. ]
THE SALOON IS NOW OPEN FOR BUSINESS! That's right folks! Located right on American soil on Marshall street, brought to you by none other than me! Oh, and Isaac and Miria. They helped a lot.
I have no idea what to call it yet, but I've got alcohol and cards and... aw heck, we don't have a sheriff. Well, I can fill that role 'til a real one arrives! Dunno if that means I have to keep an eye on myself or not, but I'll get to that bridge when I cross it.
...also, England, gotta talk to ya. If you care to. That's it! Come drink and stuff!
[ He apparently thinks he shut it off. That is a lie. The video is still rolling as he sets his communicator on a table. You get a nice view of the lobby ceiling while America shouts at Isaac and Miria. Did I mention that he's a bit imperialistic too? Not as bad as the 1890s but still. ]
So I was thinkin'! Can you guys steal a building? I want another! And I'm running low on bullets and I just got over that economic depression, so I don't wanna pay that much for one. Which one has the most Americans?!
[ It ends there. God help whatever building he attempts to claim.]
[ooc: Action log for anyone and everyone interested! Threadjack anything. Feel free to claim any stupid junk as your stolen item. Or just reply to his post and call him a freak WHATEVER WORKS.]
If anyone in the complex cares to come down and figure out what all the ruckus (get it? Baccano, ruckus, shush it's funny) is about, you'll find that America and Miria have gotten it in their minds that there should be a saloon in Discedo. It's 1881 for America, and Miria is... Miria. This makes sense to them. This does not make sense to anyone else. That is okay. This is normal. So what does this all entail, exactly? Let's find out:
→ Chairs and tables of a wide variety; most likely stolen or robbed (at complete random, though hey, it might be yours. YOU'LL GET IT BACK... EVENTUALLY.)
→ Likewise for cups, glasses, and any vaguely Western decorations
→ Discedo Red Eye. The normal stuff is made from alcohol, chewing tobacco, and burnt sugar. Do you really want to know what's in the knock off? Either way, it tastes like the fires of hell.
→ Poker chips and cards. By that I mean checkerboard pieces/wood chips/whathaveyou labeled like poker chips, and whatever cards America could find. Have fun trying to win a game with this deck.
→ Banjo tied up in the corner. America stole a cow like the outlaw he is. Too bad it's his own. No one ever said he was good at this.
→ An out-of-tune piano that once belonged to Austria forever and a day ago. Why I remember this, no one knows.
For the record, America's dressed in a cowboy outfit left over from the last time Isaac left, Isaac himself is in similar (though probably fancier) attire, while Miria wears something pretty. This is Discedo and they're both still dirty but WHATEVER. IT ADDS TO THE AUTHENTICITY. The two citizens are in the background setting up the last details while America beams into the camera. ]
THE SALOON IS NOW OPEN FOR BUSINESS! That's right folks! Located right on American soil on Marshall street, brought to you by none other than me! Oh, and Isaac and Miria. They helped a lot.
I have no idea what to call it yet, but I've got alcohol and cards and... aw heck, we don't have a sheriff. Well, I can fill that role 'til a real one arrives! Dunno if that means I have to keep an eye on myself or not, but I'll get to that bridge when I cross it.
...also, England, gotta talk to ya. If you care to. That's it! Come drink and stuff!
[ He apparently thinks he shut it off. That is a lie. The video is still rolling as he sets his communicator on a table. You get a nice view of the lobby ceiling while America shouts at Isaac and Miria. Did I mention that he's a bit imperialistic too? Not as bad as the 1890s but still. ]
So I was thinkin'! Can you guys steal a building? I want another! And I'm running low on bullets and I just got over that economic depression, so I don't wanna pay that much for one. Which one has the most Americans?!
[ It ends there. God help whatever building he attempts to claim.]
[ooc: Action log for anyone and everyone interested! Threadjack anything. Feel free to claim any stupid junk as your stolen item. Or just reply to his post and call him a freak WHATEVER WORKS.]
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What is that?
[video]
[video]
Can I come...?
[video]
Of course!
[video] 1/2
Awesome! I'll be right down!
2/2 [action] LOL OR THIS TAG COULD SEND, THAT TOO
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[HAVE A MIRIAHUG. She's been meaning to hug Namine for like...... ever. Also she's putting the flower in her hair into Namine's. Don't ask where she got it, idek.]
There! Now you'll fit in just fine!
[action]
Thank you! You sure did a lot to this place... though I've never seen one of these "saloons" before.
[action]
Welcome to the Wild West! These were all over the place back then! [aka what little she knows of history.]
[action]
Oh! Well, it certainly looks interesting. There was nothing like this in my world.
[action] JUMPING IN what is order
[ America is bulky and slightly tipsy so Namine gets her hair ruffled instead of a crushing hug. SORRY, MESSING UP THE FLOWER/FEATHER/WHATEVER. And pause. ]
Are. Was. Meh, whatever. [ What am grammar. America beams despite time confusion. ]
[action] UH do we want an order for these three
It's good to see you, too! I can't believe you all made this.
[action] let's just go with you me Jenna .D.b
Only took a few days! And maybe we can keep it open for a while!
[action] I TOTALLY CAN KEEP UP WITH ORDER
and makes him forget all about his failed relationships.]I figure we can keep it open as long as there's a steady supply of booze.
[action] lol OF COURSE YOU CAN
I'm sure everyone would enjoy it! People are laughing, after all.
[action]
Would you like to learn a dance, Namine? [DATS RITE. Namine, you must join in on the drunken can-can..... whenever that happens.]
[action]
Want anything to drink? I can mix the Red Eye into something.
[action]
Oh, sure! Thank you!
What kind of dance is it?
[action]
It's called the can-can! It's a lot of fun, I promise.
[action]
Here you go!
[action]
Thank you, America!
So how does that dance go, Miria?
[action]
IN THE KITCHENTO THE BAR, AMERICA. But she stands up and grabs the skirt of her dress, ruffling it around a bit before she shows Namine how to do the can-can. This demonstration will be quite entertaining because Miria is not only almost smashed, but I cannot describe can-caning to save my life. YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES. Use your imagination.]Like that, see? It's easy!
[action]
Just like that! Except... I think your dress is too short.
[action]
Do you need a long dress for it?
[action]
Yeah, that's it! See, it's easy. Just... don't kick too high, and you'll be great!
[MORE ALCOHOL FOR EVERYONE. Also is the before or after Taiwan destroyed the piano? |D]
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