http://mercantilistic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mercantilistic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-07-29 05:17 am

♕ 1. But he doesn't have a flag

Characters: The Spanish Empire and you
Setting: The cafeteria
Format: Starting prose, matching you.
Summary: This tower is now claimed by the Spanish Empire.
Warnings: Spain is armed! And this is also a reminder that Spain is reset and from Imperial times now.

Of course Spain didn't panicwhen he woke up in a place that wasn't the last place he remembered. Okay, perhaps he panicked a little bit but not too much because empires have nothing to fear, especially when you're the most powerful empire in the world. After reading the letter several times over, he wasn't sure if he believed what it said. In fact, he was quite positive that the letter wasn't true because, well, the end of the world simply was not meant to end that way, at least, not according to his Church. This was a hoax of some sort-- a conspiracy set up by those Protestants-- and while he had no idea where he was, that only meant he had some exploring to do. In his opinion, this tower seemed much more harmless than the Americas. Really, this place was lacking when it came to the poisonous trees, toxic frogs, and hostile natives (or so he thought).

Armed with a sword and dagger, the Spanish empire began to explore. There had to be other people present. There were always people around. After some exploring, he eventually finds himself in the cafeteria. Maybe you're enjoying a meal or maybe you're just socializing or just walking in behind him-- Spain isn't going to pretend to know what you're doing. In fact, that isn't even important right now because Spain has a much more important announcement to make.

"Ay!" Spain yells when he sees people, "I am the Spanish Empire and I claiming this tower for myself! Do you understand?"

No flag, no tower. You can't have it. : | Those are the rules.

[identity profile] fractus-animus.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Ah."

There was quite a few things he could say to that, of course. Sarcastic, mostly. But Minato absently reminds himself that he rather wouldn't like a fight, however silly this sounded to him at the moment, even if he was armed--his weapons were generally out of sight--he would rather get along with those he was stuck with than fight with them. That in mind, he looks down at his MP3 player quietly, entirely unperturbed by Spain's loudness.

"Go ahead, if you'd like."

He could claim the tower if he wanted to. Why should he stop him? Minato had med Prussia, anyway, and ludicrous as it sounded he's... heard stranger. He summons a manifestation of his psyche by shooting himself in the head. He didn't particularly believe he had room to judge.

"... But would you mind telling me your other name, if you have one?" After all, 'The Spanish Empire' didn't exactly roll off the tongue.

Because you have to have a flag Spain, it's PROPER.

[identity profile] fractus-animus.livejournal.com 2011-08-04 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Minato is unbothered by the sword. In fact, he owns one himself, though it is currently locked in his trunk for safe keeping. His pistol and his Evoker were more useful to him; the sword was a secondary measure for Shadows, mostly.

He removes one of his headphones, silent for a moment, before speaking again.

"... My name is Minato. It's nice to meet you, Spain-san." So he was a country like Prussia, then. How strange.

"I don't think you'll have much trouble with the Tower, if you do want it." None of them really wanted to be here, after all.