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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.]
[video]
[WAIT THE VOICE IN MY HEAD ISN'T SPEAKING TO ME RIGHT NOW that means I have to play legit]
[video]
[ In the future, we will have drugs for that, Yuugi. ]
[video]
[but he tells me to do things. ;o;]
[video]
[ That is why Thorazine exists. ]
[video] > [lobby]
So now he's heading to the lobby since he lives in Marshall. Sup, have a five foot tall kid with one foot tall star shaped hair and random bondage gear.]
[lobby]
What.
[lobby]
What?
[lobby]
[ Who the hell does that. Let's not even get started on the hair. ...okay, let's. America has to poke it to see if it's solid or not. At least he doesn't look disgusted, just... interested. ]
[lobby]
He touches his neck as if to verify, because he's desensitized to tight leather around his throat
god why does that sound dirty]Nn! Yes, I am! And you're not!
[lobby]
That's weird!
[ Poking the collar now. And he immediately thinks of something. ]
If a guy named France ever sees you wearing that, you'll probably wanna run.
[lobby]
It's not weird..
[The France thing confuses him, and so he says so.]
Why?
[lobby]
[ It's not a mocking tone though. More like he's happily stating a fact. Somehow, that makes it better (not really). ]
Because he's a pervert and that might be an invitation to try and seduce you.
[ Again, said with cool, factual tone. Poor Yuugi. Pray you never meet France. ]
[lobby]
[He's not really upset, but he's.. slouching. So yeah. He's like... so much shorter when he does that. BEING PICKED ON IS HIS LIFE. /sob]
...Seduce me? Why would he..
[He blinks, confused again. Maybe his English is bad, or maybe he's just that oblivious.]
It's just a collar, though! People wear them because they look cool!
[lobby]
[ As though that's the only explanation that's needed. ]
[lobby]
[He toys with his puzzle as he asks the question in a tone that's like... a child asking where babbys come from.]
[lobby]
[lobby]
[Sounds like... well... most of his class. He'll just stick to his porn, kthx.]
So you're a cowboy? Like in the movies?