[ WEEK FIVE ]

[sheriffexe]

WEEK FIVE

CURRENT POPULATION: 25 It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings. ... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours! After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts. This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.

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WANTED POSTERS

[sheriffexe]

On the pinboard in the railroad station, three posters have been chosen at random to list under the "Most Wanted" sign. Any character that passes the board by today can spot them, faces posted for all to see. This week's Most Wanted are:

MOST WANTED
• Felix Walken
• Harry Potter
• Seizaburo Kamiya

THE SHERIFF

[sheriffexe]

[ So, nothing's really going on with the town this week which means -- in general sheriffing manners, the Sheriff can be found all over town throughout the week. Sometimes bringing in supplies to the shops and restocking the inventory. At other times, sweeping the floor over at the homestead and taking stock of the animals.

But mostly, sitting in his rocking chair and carving pieces of wood while chewing tobacco. ]

[feminitis]

[Just. Deadeyeing her poster.]

You have got to be kidding me...

[flippity]

monday

[ in the morning, if you're inside the hotel near the entrance, you'll see a new addition to it! specifically, a painting of a familiar face. it's ezio's painting that he made of tiara after he executed her a few weeks back. papika can be seen staring at it intently, before reaching over to straighten it out more. ]

I think that looks okay...?

[ later on during the day, you will also see that papika has gone back to just sitting on the roof of the general store again. she seems to like this spot. ]

wildcard

[ feel free to bump into her anywhere else! on monday. ]

[ceded]

[ that's quite a rap sheet you got there sei

Xion will just end up kind of glancing at her sideways, concerned and uncertain, but not any kind of judging. At least, not yet. ]

... be careful this week, okay?

[feminitis]

[God she didn't even sleep with Akesato, let her live]

I won't do anything reckless.

[Famous last words!! But she means it.]

...you be careful too. I don't want to see anything happen to you, Miss Xion.

[ceded]

... it's a little harder to be reckless now, isn't it?

[ With wry and self-deprecating humor. Given her thoroughly broken leg and Sei's missing leg... shenanigans are quite a bit harder when it's tough just to walk. ]

I'll try. We'll support each other, okay? [ with a little smile ]

[feminitis]

[Sei smiles wryly.]

I'm sure if we tried hard enough, we could find a way.

[But "ways to be reckless" is probably not the kind of thing they want to be trying hard for.]

...Yeah, exactly. Thank you. [Her smile becomes less wry and more gentle.] Even though all of this is a mess, I'm grateful we were able to meet.

[moraled]

[That sure is a poster...]

... I am afraid I must harp on this a moment more--take care you do not fall asleep near the baths again this week, Sir Seizaburo.

[don't get yourself killed.]

[feminitis]

[L..OOK...]

I-I'm not going to...! I'll be more careful, I promise!

[moraled]

... That is all I was concerned with. I shall take your word for it.

[It's cool, Sei.]

Now, do you mind if I ask you a question? I fear I am rather curious.

[feminitis]

[Whew... Everything should be fine as long as she doesn't fall asleep somewhere like a dumbass, then.]

Ah... Um, go ahead. Ask whatever you want.

[No guarantees she'll answer it, though.]

[moraled]

[Don't die like a dumbass either.]

What is... "bushido"?

[feminitis]

[Oh! Well, that's easier to answer. She brightens up considerably, because this is a topic she doesn't mind at all.]

The really simple way of explaining it is that it's our code of honor. Anyone who wants to call themselves a true samurai and a true man should aspire to follow it!

[moraled]

Ah, I see.

[Honor!!! That speaks to him, he understands it.]

You do seem like a very honorable sort. Excellent--see to it that you keep it up.

[barnham is a sap for HONOR!!!]

[feminitis]

I fully intend to!

[She beams.]

Even if things are a little... Different... [She glances down at her missing leg.] I'm going to do my best to make my comrades who are waiting for me at home proud.

You keep it up, too, Mister Barnham!

[impulsiveness]

[Okay. But don't mind him as he takes a pen, adds NOT to the left of her name, and doodles a mustache and monocle on her picture.

Ta-da, this is now a wanted poster for Not Seizaburo Kamiya. Kind of. Maybe. Eh.]

[hitsitoff]

( monday )
[So Eliot found something interesting at the General Store today. He hasn't really gotten much from there other than food, but for once something catches his eye. What's that, you may ask? Why, it's a guitar. If you happen to be there, you might see him pick it up and take it with him. Stop him and ask him about it if you like.

Later that day he'll be a little ways away from town. Around the Homestead, in a quiet area where he's not quite in plain sight. Not that sight matters in this case, because you can probably hear him. Who would've thought that Eliot knows how to play the guitar? More than that...

Turns out he can sing, too.

How about that? Approach him if you want, doesn't seem like he's noticed anyone just yet. He's too caught up in playing.]

( wildcard )
[hit me up with whatever, i'm open to anything, etc.]

[feminitis]

[At first, she goes tense. Does he know-?

...But then she snorts and dissolves into full-blown laughter when he defaces the rest of her poster. Good. She approves.]

Wow, Mister Jason! You're an artist!

[hitsitoff]

[Wow, roomie, that sure is a poster. Not that Eliot's judging, he just... looks over at her.]

...Keep your guard up. Yeah?

Homestead!

[feminitis]

[She's making her way out here for sword practice - but, to her surprise, someone's already there.

...And he's talented, too! Rather than interrupt, Sei settles herself down to listen.]

[moraled]

[It's...fine... he's a traitor and in jail for treason BUT IT'S...FINE...]

Indeed, I shall.

[It's all they can do.]

You have a strong spirit, Sir Seizaburo, regardless of what this town has taken from you. I am certain you shall still be of great importance to your comrades when you return.

[feminitis]

[Why do people keep saying that...]

Yes, sir! I've no intentions of letting someone kill me here.

[hitsitoff]

Good. That's what I wanna hear.

...Don't fall asleep like that again.

[Yeah sorry Sei, you're not living that one down just yet.]

[feminitis]

...I hope so.

[Her expression becomes a little less vibrant, but she's still smiling, at least.]

I want to be the kind of man Okita-sensei can be proud of, whether I still have my leg or not.

[She looks up at him, curious.]

Do you have anyone like that, Mister Barnham?