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[cowboycrap]

Both groups that turned over their outlaws were paid the handsome sticker price. The Sheriff was disconcerted about the missing bounty, but it appears so long as they have Martin they're not too worried about the straggler. You must have been tired after the long day yesterday, so hopefully you've rested up and taken advantage of the hotel rooms and actual beds. By the time morning rolls around, a steady stream of people are heading to the court house for the town meeting. Check it out Y/N?

The bounties are still secured in the jail. They are heavily guarded, or as much as they can be in a town with such divided resources.

[Mission: town hall meeting before you depart from westworld anyone?]

Comments

[armedarchaeologist]

[feels caged in.]

[took an aisle seat near the back, because you never know when you're going to have to run for your life, but gets bullied into scooting over until he's basically in the middle.

bo is clearly more assertive than he is, but of course we knew that.]

I don't know, but if I've learned anything it's that alien town meetings are never good news for us.

[gets shushed. ignores it. the ush.]

[cowboycrap]

[old lady hitting him with her purse. the ush]

First I'd like to address the matter of Alderwood's official independence from Summerhill. As of yesterday, we have delivered the last of the supply hold-over, and we are officially cutting ties!

[he holds his arms out as though this is good news. there's a wave of hushed approval from the crowd, nodding heads, someone claps, you know]

[foodporn]

Yaaay.

[sits with her hands in her lap, looking around judgmentally at the rude jerks around them]

[recurred]

[nearly benny hills right into a wall of people, but plays it cool. i meant to do that. no need to glare]

[slides behind the other pcs]

[armedarchaeologist]

[frowns at the mayor. frowns at the townfolk. judging the hell out of you people.]

[oh hey clara. nice to see you. moves over a little so she can see (maybe), gets elbowed in the side.]

[cowboycrap]

[the people immediately surrounding them kind of edges away a little like they're carrying the plague or something upon realizing they're outsiders so at least you have your space. enjoy that]

--Okay, settle down, folks. The next order of business, and the most important, is a new item on the docket. We have a new proposed rule around these parts, and here to join us is a diplomat from Hourglass himself, Mister Roberts. Let's make him feel welcome.

[he waves to a hoity toity looking fellow that's very clean compared to the cowboys and other bedraggled individuals around here. he sits with good posture and all that happy horseshit, and simply nods when he's acknowledged. the mayor starts out with a clap himself, and the crowd slowly joins in]

[foodporn]

Boooo.

[gets glared at by a lady with a fan and shifts awkwardly before joining in on the clap reluctantly]

What's Hourglass?

[recurred]

[folds arms over the back of their seatbench like the improper hooligan she is today]

Another city? Ominous steampunk cult?

[we just dont know]

[armedarchaeologist]

[leans back to be more in line with clara for whispering.]

Yeah, I dunno, not ringing any bells here.

[gives mr. roberts a "slytherin just won the house cup" clap.]

[cowboycrap]

[the mayor holds his hands out to stop the clapping in that overexcited way thats like too enthusiastic for the amount fo clapping actually going on]

Thank you. I'm sure you've all heard tittering about this new rule of ours, but today we're going to make it a reality. It began with Summerhill. That was a test, a dry run, if you will. And it was successful! We now see that these... outfolk can survive on their own, without our help, and we have to tolerate their presence among our own no more.

[pauses to smile as the crowd ooh's silently]

Yes. From now on, there will be designated areas for other people, specifically. For their own good, and ours. We've seen what happens when our kinds mingle. We see what disaster they wreak. Sheriff, bring in the outlaws.

[cowboycrap]

[the sheriff is waiting at the front entrance on cue, dragging along the shackled outlaws from the bounty hunts as they pull them through the crowded aisle up to the front]

[foodporn]

[waddafuck. twists around in seat to watch with the most offended face]

[recurred]

[aw hell]

[armedarchaeologist]

Oh, you have to be kidding.

[but he doesn't, and daniel would bet money (if he had any) that the mayor isn't.

from the looks of it, daniel is actually angry, in a way he wasn't at even the people he was shooting last night. because this shit never goes anywhere good.]

[cowboycrap]

Ladies and gentlemen, these are the outlaws that have been terrorizing us night and day!

[waves to them as they're lined up in the front of the hall, some people yell insults at them as they're trotted past]

They sought to steal our precious shipment of gunpowder, sought to overthrow us and take positions of lawmen and leadership among our community, MUTINY! That is what this is. And today we will tell them the people of Alderwood will not abide.

[cheering, ad nauseum]

[cowboycrap]

Yer a rat bastard Wilkins! You're gonna rot in hell!

[he breaks loose from the sheriff and lunges at him, and a shot rings out]

[cowboycrap]

[dewie falls over dead. sheriff's gun smokes. etc.]

[foodporn]

[jumps up at the shot as some of the crowd takes to startled screams and then stone silence]

[recurred]

[seriously?]

[mercyless]

[ was cardboarded here some time a go. ]

[ well he had that one coming. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[jumps up too, sidearm out, but keeps it pointed at the floor as he realizes who shot the what now.]

[leans over and mutters to bo:] Why do I get the feeling running is in our near future?

[looks over his shoulder at clara, then at the crowd crowding their crowded way between them and the door.]

[cowboycrap]

Please settle down! An unfortunate turn of events, but this man was simply too violent to continue on. You saw, before your eyes, he attempted to take my very life.

[nudges his corpse out of view so they'll settle down]

I present these outlaws as evidence to Hourglass and all of the cities under its control, we cannot let these other folk go unchecked. Any other folk outside of a designated other folk area shall be deemed a criminal.

[he looks at our little rag tag team now]

[foodporn]

Yeah I think that's a good idea.

[can we cheese it yet]

[recurred]

That our cue to leave?

[i think thats our cue to leave]

[mercyless]

[ already going. move aside people. ]