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[conquistador]

Characters: Spain and YOU
Format: [action] or Prose. Matching you.
This log is: open
Location: Mercantile Quarter
Summary: Spain tries to take over Rakuen.

( When all is over, Spain figures now is a good time to make his claim to the island, while most of the people are unarmed. Then again, he isn't armed either. Well, that shows how much thought he put into this. In the center of the Mercantile Quarter, he yells out to the crowd, )

I am claiming this land for me! From now on, everyone is going to be part of the Spanish Empire! So listen to Boss Spain and everything will be okay.

Comments

[countryofassholes]

[And walking by, sipping a smoothie...]

Antonio? [Sadly, she recognizes that face and voice pretty well and she pauses in her shopping to give him a blank look. What is he going on about?] You look different.

[conquistador]

Ah-ah, it's Imperio español right now.

( He can't have people acting so familiar with him when he's trying to do official things! )

[countryofassholes]

[And, quite bluntly,] No it isn't.

[conquistador]

And who are you to say who I am? Or rather, who I am not?

[bloodbrother]

[He had been on his way in to the bookstore to work for the afternoon, but this caught his attention.]

Um. Doesn't the Spanish Empire not exist anymore?

[conquistador]

Of course it still exists. I'm here, no?

[bloodbrother]

It's 2011, isn't it? The last of the Spanish territories in Africa were released in the late 70's.

[conquistador]

It is 1607 and I'm not letting any of my colonies go away.

[savedbyasong]

[A week later Shion still had no idea what had happened to his World History teacher, but this...

He frowned.] Antonia... what are you doing?

[conquistador]

Taking over this place, of course!

[savedbyasong]

Taking... [Shion's mouth dropped open] You mean invading?

[conquistador]

Yes, exactly.


. . . Ay, if you keep looking like that, you'll swallow a fly.

[traces]

[ Dahlia had gone out to try and clear her head after what had happened the night before. She's a bit reticent and nervous-looking as she walks by, but she stops to listen. ]

...Is that possible...?

[conquistador]

Has anyone else done it yet?

[traces]

Well, no... But can you really have power over this city just by saying so?

[conquistador]

I can! And if anyone says otherwise, I'll make them listen to me.

[heroiccia]

"...What are ya doin' dude?" He's just going to be staring at you now. He knows how strange you silly Europeans are at times, but this possibly has to take the cake...well one of the cakes anyway.

[conquistador]

"What does it look like--." A pause. "Weren't you just here?"

[heroiccia]

"Bein' a weirdo." He blinked and gave him a funny look when he asked if he was just here. "Hm? Now, why?"

[conquistador]

Hmm. Spain doesn't speak a moment, giving America a look over real fast. No, the other person was a girl.

"I see, so you're a different fool."

[floweringknight]

You... what?

[Sakuya is just. Staring at this weird person.]

[conquistador]

I'm claiming this land and everyone on it for my empire.

[floweringknight]

You're the king of Spain?

[france]

[ That voice. ]

[ He knows that voice. ]

Toni? [ A glance behind him and his eyes come to meet with the strangest thing he has seen all day. ] Aaa... what-- [ Spanish Empire? What in the name of Sarkozy's right nipple? ]

Espagne, mon ami, I think you need to sit down... [ And walking over, attempting to take him by the arm. These Mediterranean nations really think their shit through before they do it, don't they? ]

[conquistador]

( First, he recognizes that voice as France and second, when France grabs his arm, Spain's first reaction is to take his fist and aim for France's face. )

What do you think you're doing, Francia?