[video/action for anyone ever]

[starspangledhero]

[ 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.]

Comments

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course you would. Millions of immigrants were of Germanic descent.

[starspangledhero]

[ ARE YOU STARTING TO BELIEVE, EDGEWORTH? ]

Uh-huh! Lots of Germans and Norwegians. I think I've got more Norwegians than Norway. But England's the one who raised me 'til I rebelled. Not Prussia. And Germany's really young.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Did you appear out of thin air from a puff of smoke?

[starspangledhero]

[ YOU'LL NEVER WIN. ]

I... don't. Remember. That was centuries ago. Don't remember much before the 1600s anyway. Ah... aftermath of Roanoke, yeah, but before that? Who knows. Maybe I've always been there. Or maybe I have a mom somewhere. Or maybe I did appear from a puff of smoke. I've never seen a country be born.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... Oh. Ah... I'm sorry to hear that.

[starspangledhero]

[ WAY TO BE AMERICAN, MILES. ]

Sorry for what?

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... Nothing.

Don't make yourself sick. Again.

[starspangledhero]

Are you going?

[ tap tap tapping the table in front of youuu ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

I'm not really needed here, am I?

[starspangledhero]

[ shrug ]

I like your company.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

...

I'll only stay, but simply because you have tea.

[starspangledhero]

I'll get ya some more!

[ stumbling to get Miles more. ADMIRE HIS EFFORT. ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

[starspangledhero]

[ FINALLY MANAGING TO GET ANOTHER CUP. And there's less spilling this time! But, of course, he's still drunk. And talking incessantly. ]

You know, it's a shame. By-and-by, Discedo's got 'bout the same accommodations as I'm used to back home, but none of the country, you know? Ah...

[ He sways slightly, trying to get his thoughts organized. ]

Ain't got the same feel to it. You can't step outside and see the Rockies. No horses, no bankers, no ranchers and their cattle, no brothels!

[ Ameria outright laughs at that last one, throwing his head back and nearly falling out of his seat. ]

I'll tell ya a secret though: I ain't as rowdy as the rest. The gals are lovely, yeah, I've visited, but my heart's set on another. But that ain't the point; all of that, it's all a part of my story. Part of what makes me me. Not a single other country in the world's got the spirit of the Wild West.

[ HI EDGEWORTH. IS YOUR LIFE AWKWARD YET? BECAUSE IT'S GETTING WORSE. America's now grinning and clutching one of your shoulders in both comradery and as an anchor to the face of the earth. ]

You're lucky to have me as your country. Even if you're all... future-y and don't get to enjoy the West. But I'm bettin' there some tales that live on even 'til your time, yeah?

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... Yes, the Wild West has remained a well-known theme full of lawless legends that have lasted even into my time.

And, I happen to live in the west--California.

[starspangledhero]

That's good. [ brightening even more at the Cali comment ] That's real good! I've mostly been in the New Mexico area since I left the James-Younger gang.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Did you really go gallivanting off in the latter part of the nineteenth century?

[starspangledhero]

Gallivanting. [ STOP USING WORDS HIS POOR DRUNK BRAIN CAN'T COMPREHEND. ]

I was with them for a while, but now I have Billy. He's better than they ever were. He's better than most people, outlaw or not.

[ He gets a dopey grin on his face. Don't make him repeat his failed love life for the third time. ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Running about.

Dare I ask how?

[starspangledhero]

[ America sighs the sigh of unrequited love, and damn you Edgeworth. ]

He's not a bad guy, for one. Oh sure, he's an outlaw, but he's more heroic legend than lawless bloodlust. Actually, none of the latter. He's so sweet, if he wasn't in such bad circumstances, I bet ya anything he would never fire a gun at another man. Funny fellow, never pushy, just always there for ya. And when he smiles...

[ SIGH. ]

But he's got a girlfriend.

[ It sounds so whiny. ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Ah--Well, that's how things go, unfortunately.

[starspangledhero]

But it's not fair! I'm way cuter than she is, and I'm actually in Billy the Kid's gang! This is Mexico's revenge for me winning the war, isn't it?! I bet she's laughing at me right now because I'm in love with a guy who's in love with one of her girls!

[ YES, EDGEWORTH, HE IS DRUNKENLY WHINING ABOUT HIS LOVE LIFE. WITH A FAMOUS WILD WEST OUTLAW, NO LESS. Not quite crying, but almost. Also in my mind Mexico is a girl. America snivels loudly and stares at Edgeworth's cup. ]

Y-ya want another?

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

I... I'm sorry to hear that, really, but there will be others, I'm sure. That's how those things go.

... No, thank you, I'm fine.

[starspangledhero]

Always others, but I don't want others, not while I still have a chance with him.

[ Pouring himself another glass miserably. ]

I bet you don't have these troubles.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Technically you don't have a chance with him at all if he's interested in another person.

... No, I don't. I prefer to focus my attention on work.