Chapter 10: Greenill Section ID Day?

[nanocerancowboy]

[ACTION - A (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, Anywhere in Mayfield, Morning to Evening, OPEN TO ALL)]

[See that six-foot android covered head to toe in some sort of armor, going about his business?]

[He's not wearing green. At all.]

[Try to pinch him. Go on, try it.]

[ACTION - B (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, John Doe Park, Afternoon, OPEN TO ALL)]

[That same android now seems to have a couple of drones following him, even hanging on to him, desperately trying to pinch him—on the hard, armored parts of his body. Suffice to say, they're not having much luck—and the android looks a little annoyed as he tries to brush some of the drones off of him.]

What in th' hell are ya'll on about?

[ACTION - C (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, Olney's Tavern, Evening, OPEN TO ALL)]

[Gat's noticed the sizable amount of patrons heading toward the tavern, both droned and undroned alike. Curious, he's come to the tavern himself, though judging from the way he carries himself and rubs the back of his helmeted head as he scans the tavern in a manner not unlike the Terminator, he's a little perplexed.]

Comments

[1st_superhero]

[Gilgamesh has super strength and little common sense. Therefore, he reaches out to pinch the giant. Of course, he uses his entire hand. And, of course, it turns into a squeeze on the arm instead of a proper pinch.]

Not wearing green, buddy.

[nanocerancowboy]

[That gets Gat's attention! He whirls around to look at this new stranger after making a surprised grunt.]

An' what's th' point of wearin' green today—?

[1st_superhero]

St. Patrick's Day. You know, Irish, Leprechauns, drinking...oh, and pinching people pinching peple who don't wear green. You see, a long time ago, some blokes on an island call Ireland decided to make green their national color because they were all redheads and green was the only color that they looked good in. Then they ran out of potatoes so a lot of them had to go to other places. And Saint Patrick's Day is a special day for them, so all the Irish people everywhere celebrate. Of course, I'm not Irish--I just get drunk at their parties.

[The explanation Gilgamesh has given is extremely simplified, not to mention politically incorrect in places.]

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat listens to the entire explanation, giving a good impression of staring incredulously—for someone with a faceplate.]

Are ya sayin' this is some kinda cultural holiday? An th' town has a lot of them Irish folk livin' in it?

[Gat looks away, rubbing the back of his helmeted head. His tone of voice is somewhere between frustration and bewilderment.]

But I ain't even human.

B

[silencebythewindow]

[Suddenly a young girl comes out of nowhere, following behind the drones and watching them carefully. She doesn't look very curious so much as she simply looks...existent.]

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat looks back behind him again, trying to persuade the drones to leave him alone.]

Why don't you jus' get along, now, y'hear—!

[Though he stops mid-speech when he takes notice of the girl. She looks human, but ... the way she's just standing there staring reminds him a lot of Lou.]

—Uh—howdy, miss—

[Aaaand another drone tries to pinch him on one of the plates of his forearm, causing him to look away abruptly.]

Ya'll cut that out!

[silencebythewindow]

[Unable to perform any sort of automated data-analysis, Yuki has to settle for simply watching and observing. This is one more peculiarity of the place. This person is...

Yuki nods at his greeting, acknowledging that he sees her. It looks like she's staring through him, but she's actually watching very carefully. Her lips move just a little bit at an incredible fast speed. The attentive might notice them speak the word "Anomaly."]

... It's really easy to typo "pinch" as "punch" XD

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat turns back to Yuki just in time to see her nod. His CAST senses are sharp enough that—with a few moments of finagling with the drones and their unceasing desire to pinch him—he's able to make out what she's saying.]

"Anomaly?"

This ain't how they oughta be actin'—?

[Gat stumbles back a step or two as one of the drones tries to pinch him on the shoulder.]

—Hey!

B

[a_gentle_boy]

[Well that was something he had never seen before. Lucas stares for a moment or two.]

Mr. Gatt? Do you need any help?

Long time no see! :D

[nanocerancowboy]

[There's a voice Gat hasn't heard in a month or two! Gat looks up from one of the giggling drones pestering him.]

Lucas! What's gotten into these here drones—?!

Heya!

[a_gentle_boy]

I... don't have any idea... They've been doing it to a lot of people all day.

[Lucas is spared because the light jacket he is wearing has green on the cuffs, but he has been otherwise bewildered.]

Hold on a moment.

[PSI Shield! And then suddenly the drones cannot even get to the armor. Poor things.]

... I have a feeling I'm going to repeatedly make that pinch/punch typo tonight. XD;

[nanocerancowboy]

[Now they're just trying to punch the PSI barrier! Gat sighs in relief.]

I swear, if it ain't one thing it's another 'round here.

B

[thecoolexec]

[Iron Man flies through the air, in pretty good spirits, all things considered. It's tough to beat St. Patrick's Day. On the one hand, the throngs of annoying drunk douchebags people out and about, crowding every establishment, is annoying. But on the other, the spirit of comraderie, shared alcohol and inebriated women fills him with joy.

SOOO, he adorned a little green breastplate attachment just for the day and headed out in his armor to patrol and try out modifications to the suit, JUST in time to see some kind of weirdo robotic groupies hanging off of some irate person in an armored suit like his.]

[nanocerancowboy]

Ya'll're wearin' me out!

[Gat doesn't immediately notice Iron Man flying around up there—not with all these drones trying to get a pinch of synthetic flesh.]

[thecoolexec]

[Tony lands in his favorite way: dramatically, and on one knee. He rises slowly and cockily.]

These guys bothering you, bud? Hijacking your personal space?

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat looks over to where Tony landed. His natural inclination—especially with the way Tony sounds with the Iron Man armor on—is to think that this guy is another android, like himself. Gat's own voice has a mechanical echo to it, despite the Texan-like accent.]

That they are. I ain't seen anything like this—!

A because cowboys walk alone

[sunnydwithagun]

(Like this guys cares about the color green. He's just going about town, wondering why everyone's wearing green. Plus he's not drinking much after that crazy party with Dad

So cowboy, have a cowboy who's admiring your metallic frame than the lack of a certain color.)

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat picks up that someone's watching him. He stops to turn and look over at Django. Maybe just a little more on guard than he usually is, since it seems like everyone's been wanting a piece of him today.]

Howdy.

[sunnydwithagun]

(For what it's worth, Django has no interest in pinching people, especially armored robots. Never did it before; never will. He's just standing a safe distance away.)

Good morning.

C

[photonicfighter]

[What should Gat spy as he scans the tavern, but his co-worker! Who is already working on a mug of green beer, sitting at a table by herself as though she's waiting for someone. When she sees him, she perks up and waves a hand, trying to flag him over.]

Gat! Hey! Over here! Gat!

[All that time hanging out with Thor gave her a bit of an appreciation for beer.]

[nanocerancowboy]

[Oh wow. Gat pulls his head back a little at the sight, since he'd never known Dakki to be really into that stuff—but hey, when in Rome, right? Or when in Asgard, in Dakki's case!]

[Gat heads over to Dakki's table and sits down with her.]

Fancy meetin' you here, Dakki.

[There's a little background agitation in his voice, despite its usual laid-back tone. He glances behind him momentarily, as if expecting something to happen.]

[photonicfighter]

[There has been an astonishing amount of alcohol in Mayfield, and Dakki has found herself enjoying the heck out of most of it.]

Didn't expect to see you here, Gat! Well, I didn't expect to see ME here, either, but I was hoping to see if Quinn or anyone else I knew would be stopping by. [She laughs, takes a gulp of her drink... then looks at him curiously and sets the mug down.]

You seem jumpy. Is everything okay? Town's not doing anything odd, is it?

A

[keep_smiling]

[ANOTHER TARGET ACQUIRED]

[HOLY SHIT IS THAT A ROBOT]

[CAN I EVEN PINCH A ROBOT]

[Hey Gatt. If you turn around, there's a strange blonde man following you, wearing all green, smiling pleasantly and holding his fingers out in a pinching motion.]

I had to put on the opening theme to Baccano! just for this tag XD

[nanocerancowboy]

[Gat picks up the sound of footsteps behind him, though at first he doesn't pay any attention.]

[Then he realizes they're getting closer. Almost sneakier.]

[So Gat turns around. And both pulls his head back and backpedals a step or two in one smooth motion.]

What in th'—?!

[It's a good thing Gat doesn't scare easy, because finding a grinning leprechaun reaching out to pinch standing behind you is probably somebody's worst nightmare.]

excellent :3

[keep_smiling]

[Getting caught, Elmer actually blinks at Gat in surprise, hand still out ready to pinch, before breaking out in merry laughter.]

Caught red-handed! I guess that's what I get for stalling.