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[ 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.]

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And they're successful thieves?

...I guess? [ He's never really asked and all Miria and Isaac have helped him do is steal furniture. ]

[TIME FOR A PLAN OF STAGGERING GENIUS]

... Think they'd teach me how to steal things?

--Not that I don't know how! But I bet 'Americans' do it different! [in other words, he just wants to learn new tricks]

Sure they could! I'm sure Isaac and Miria would love to help out!

[ That's because Americans are the best of everything, including thieves, obvs. ]

[a little excited] Isaac and Miria?

[he wouldn't know that but you have a cool-looking saloon and a tied-up looking cow and stuff, that looks legit for a thieves' den]

Yeah! They're my two bestest best human friends and partners-in-crime! They're pretty much professionals! They helped me steal just about everything in this room.

[ except most of it probably didn't belong to anyone in the first place. DETAILS. ]

Professionals, huh? [oh man, this is better than he thought -- he could use this knowledge!] Where can I find 'em?!

They're at the saloon right now! And they live in my building, and you can always ask 'em on these little... thingies.

Why waste time? I'll come over there right now!

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So where is it?

Marshall street! In the apartments' lobby.

[......... well he does have a map]

[except he and maps are not friends]

[please to expect him in a couple of hours--]

[ AMERICA WILL BE WAITING IN THE SALOON. DRUNK. Playing poker and all that good stuff. ]

[This dumbass didn't know a saloon was for drinking, because a. he's never been to a saloon and b. he's never had alcohol. (c. poker would be his worst enemy if he ever met it)

As it is he finally tumbles inside after wandering through half the city (at night! though he luckily didn't run into a million monsters), wrinkling his nose at the smell.

Cue looking around for that one blond guy.]

[ Said blond guy is waving enthusiastically from a table. He keeps thinking everyone coming through the door is someone else, but oh well. NEWCOMERS YAY. ]

Hey there!

[It takes him a minute but the waving does the job -- he makes a beeline for where America is, putting his spear away so he doesn't stick anyone in the press.]

You! [Clearly this is a greeting.] So? What about the other guys?

[ So because timelines make no sense in this post, this is Isaac and Miria dancing nearby or something. It's probably very silly, and may just consist of Isaac spinning Miria around and maybe doing some sort of tango-like moves. Who knows. There isn't any swing music or good old fashioned saloon music, so they're just sort of making stuff up. Enjoy. ]

[ America is... who the hell knows at this point. He's been drunkenly hanging off people all evening. BUT WHATEVER. He notices the newcomer and. Doesn't recognize him at first. Here, have a stumbling drunk coming to shake your hand. ]

Hi! I'm America!

[ And after a pause, realization! ]

Oh, hey, guy from the video, right? Miria! Isaac! This is the guy! ...I told you about the guy, right?!

[He wrinkles his nose when America practically runs into him, but whatever, this guy's one of those weird countrypeople anyway, ~~and he's only really met drunk and crazy ones~~ who knows, maybe this is what they're like almost all of the time.]

Not guy. Nora. [Reflexive introductions are a go. After a moment he starts craning his head around looking for who America might be calling to.]

[I am indecisive with the style of my action tags, don't be hatin'. Also yay godmoding Isaac. Anyway, Isaac and Miria stop their strange dancing—well, they kind of freeze mid-tangothing and look America's way curiously. Then they both (almost simultaneously) stroke their chins in thought. They finally come to this conclusion:]

Never heard of him!

[They're ever so helpful.]

Oh, sorry, that girl. [ SORRY DUDE, NORA IS A GIRL'S NAME. ]

She wants to learn how to steal things and needs your help teaching her!

[Oh, so it was that weird couple dancing without any music. They don't look that weird otherwise, but you never know.]

Yeah, what he said.

[...]

I'M NOT A GIRL!

The right people! There's no one better!

[The two ~~masked crusaders~~ costume thieves walk over to where America and Nora are standing and get real close to Nora. This is normal, but you may feel a bit uncomfortable. They examine him closely, walking in alternating circles around him. Then, finally, they take their place somewhere between America and Nora. Isaac clears his throat.]

[Miria nods in agreement.] [Isaac looks like he's frozen in mid-thought, as does Miria, who is waiting for Isaac to continue.] [Miria claps happily and when Isaac shakes Nora's hand in a very manly fashion, Miria pats him on the back obnoxiously.]

[ Short tag is short but STARING AT NORA WITH ~~BEER GOGGLES~~ whatever the Red Eye equivalent to that is. ]

A guy named Nora?

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[action] SURE THING! .D.b I'll get Miria in on it when she's home from work after my work

[action] yaay I guess we'll go for a bit until we need her ??

[action] SURE \o/ I have work in a bit but I'll be back in a couple hours o/

[action] no probs ~

[action] I HAVE ARRIVED

[action] SO THE ORDER GOES MIRIA, AMERICA, NORA. THERE. DECIDED.

[action] HUZZAH.

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