Brainstorm

[oldglory]

[ Enter America, stage somewhere-or-other. He is, of course, deeply distracted, mumbling very important things to himself, and doesn't seem to realize where he is. ]

... could do it that way, but then I'd have to explain where they got the bazooka... but if the aliens get shot down over Washington... be tough to film that on location though...

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[letunityblossom]

A-America! [...Pause as Liet parses what America's mumbling.] ...What?

[oldglory]

Lithuania! [ Okay officially no idea what's going on now ] What?

[letunityblossom]

Bazooka? Aliens? ...What?

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[oldglory]

Huh- oh! That! I was just working out stuff for a movie. It's about these two guys - well, one's a girl - and they get abducted by aliens, and that's how they find out their plans, so -

[scrapedlilies]

(She's holding what looks like a stick in her hand, staring at the man talking to himself. Still, Lily always likes meeting new people and takes a step forward.)

Hey, what's a bah-zoo-kah?

[oldglory]

[ O hai, a little girl! That makes as much sense as anything else, really. ]

Oh, a bazooka? It's a portable rocket launcher.

[scrapedlilies]

What's a rocket launcher, then?

[oldglory]

Uhh... it's a thing that launches rockets. [ Pretty self-explanatory, right? ]

[redwhitenbread]

[Keeps his distance. Whoever that is, maybe that person is one of those witches too.]

[He certainly talks about things that are strange enough to be witch talk.]

[But better find out about that now, so he stays although he wants nothing more than to run.]

[oldglory]

[ Happens to see someone familiar over there! ... Vaguely familiar. Can't put a name to him or remember where he's seen him before. But familiar nonetheless. ]

[ ... well now he's curious. Approaches. ] Hey, do I know you?

[redwhitenbread]

[He stares up to the man. Tall, and he gets a familiar feeling... A nation? Maybe there are only nations in this place.]

[Shakes his head, forcing himself not to wince... at least not too badly.]

I a-am not from this place.

[oldglory]

[ Getting that feeling himself, so he's definitely a country... ] Huh, but I'm pretty sure I've seen you somewhere before! Where was it, though? It wasn't the G8...

[playniceorelse]

[Here's someone who's late to the welcome party.]

If it isn't America.

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[oldglory]

Russia!

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[oldglory]

What're you doing in my dream?

[playniceorelse]

I wanted to ask you the same thing.