Log 01 | [Video]

[corpsacorps]

[It's been a few hours, which was ample time to give a new arrival to get a grasp on the situation. Or at least, for ones that don't scream and panic, or ignore that convenient apparition's explanation of the whole ordeal. He'd made a point to go straight to the Schnee Company building... and now he's pretty sick and tired of reading, but at least he had information. Now he's at a café with a cup of tea while he tinkers with this tomestone-esque device he found in that box. ... there was also a rather pudgy little friend under his chair. He knows he's turned on the audio, but he doesn't realize he's turned on the video, the device showing his uniformed visage to everyone.]

I would have been content to simply accept this "kidnapping" ordeal on its own and take things as they come, I can't say I appreciate being separated from my chocobo.

... but I suppose that's a complaint that'll fall on deaf ears. Not that I'm surprised.

[He's pretty annoyed by the whole thing. Although given his current situation at home, he isn't sure if he'd prefer this whole thing, or the one of having to aid his despised homeland. Tough choice, but then again, almost anywhere is better than Ishgard.]

Now, is it normal to find your name in records of a realm you're quite certain you've never been to? With my ordeal at home, being whisked away to a new realm and seeing your name thrown around like you were a local at some point doesn't inspire me with very much confidence.

[He pauses briefly.]

.... and what is the exchange rate between gil and red bills?

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[brat_from_hell]

What's a chocobo?

[corpsacorps]

[That's an odd question for him, but he supposes they are just local to Eorzea. And he did kind of grow up in the place that tamed the most of them.]

They're large yellow birds that can be used as mounts, or to pull carriages. People from other lands often refer to them as 'horsebirds' because of it.

[brat_from_hell]

Oh, neat! What's your name, by the way?

[corpsacorps]

[He's a little concerned about the idea of just saying who he is, but he can't exactly hide it forever. It was a little difficult for him not to be a little paranoid right now.]

Name's Gale Reinhardt. An adventurer from Eorzea.

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[chikapolilla]

The conversion rate is diddly over squat. Try a pawnbroker and see what you can haggle.

As for the other thing, you'll be surprised with how many places do know quite a lot about you. I'm just surprised its more than two.

[corpsacorps]

So the cash I do have is completely useless. Gods damn it.

[Whichever of the Twelve tossed him over here must be having a laugh right now. But his furthered annoyance about the money situation is quickly replaced by the unease of the following statement.]

That... certainly doesn't fill me with confidence. Bein' known in one realm is bad enough. I ain't fond of the idea that more than one knows who I am.

[chikapolilla]

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than dreamt of in your philosophy.

... [She sighs audibly and gives a nonchalant shrug. Just another lost soul far from home.]

So I take it you're new and settling in. I can imagine you have lots of questions. I can also imagine that you may want a moment to take it all in. [A moves up to her cheek pensively.] So where are you in your journey of figuring this shit out?

[corpsacorps]

There are more things out there than I care to know at this stage.

[He is so super done with his life right about now. At least he's not drowning his sorrows in cheap ale. Tea will do.]

I've less than I arrived with, at the very least. I spent my first hours in the Schnee Company, but it's a shame such a wealth of knowledge couldn't answer all. That would be too easy.

I suppose at this moment, not knowing how long I'll remain here for, I need to adjust to this realm's way of life. I'm uncertain what use a place like this would have for an adventurer.

[ubiquitously]

Sorry, what are you complaining about again? Got lost somewhere between the missing chocolate and the money.

[He didn't "get lost," or he wouldn't reply. The idea of two versions of the same person intrigues him, even if he's sure that's not the case. Still, can't hurt to get the guy to repeat himself.]

[corpsacorps]

Oh, I have a lot to complain about. Do you want the list?

[Not that he would supply one. He wouldn't put anyone through the sheer amount of bitching he's got in his system right about now.]

I think you're the one who's lost me this time. I didn't say anything about missing chocola- [He stops himself.] Oh. No. Not chocolate. Chocobo. It's a bird.

[ubiquitously]

[Not where Uai wanted the elaboration, but he does like birds. Now he's disappointed that this Chocobo isn't here.]

Sure, a list. Let's start with the top and work down. I've got time.

[corpsacorps]

[Orlok is a good boy and doesn't deserve to be separated from his partner like this. It's a tragedy. Although Gale does scoff, he shakes his head.]

It would take far too long to go over. I wouldn't wish to subject that to anybody.

[He probably should at least clarify the part between the chocobo and the gil though.]

But my puzzlement lies in the fact that amidst my reading to learn of this place, I had seen my name turn up a number of times. That hardly makes sense, seeing that I've never seen this place before in my life.

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[swordprincess]

Well...it is possible that you may have been here before, but you don't remember it. That seems to happen a lot...

[corpsacorps]

The archives I read mentioned something about some returning with no recollection, but I can't help but feel doubtful that this happened to me. Perhaps I'm just skeptical.

[Yet he's willing to accept being whisked away like this.]

[swordprincess]

Perhaps...

[She tilts her head in curiosity.]

You say you seen your name in these archives? What is your name?

[corpsacorps]

It cropped up a few times. The name's Gale Reinhardt.

[He's a little more accepting of saying his name the third time around. He's feeling more at ease now that he's ditched the idea of this being a weird imperial plot.]

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[cool_skeleton]

[Did someone sort of say they're in need of confidence?]

WHY NOT!? EVERYONE KNOWING YOUR NAME ALREADY MEANS YOU'RE THAT MUCH MORE POPULAR!!!

MINE'S THE GREAT PAPYRUS!!

[corpsacorps]

[Oh gods. Oh gods it's that skeleton that he was warned about. She wasn't kidding about the volume.]

I, er. [He coughs, trying to brush the sudden edge off.] The popularity that tends to follow me is... not always in best interests. And being known in a realm which I was unaware existed is... concerning.

[At least he seems friendly enough? Unlike the previous skeletons he's ever encountered.]

Ah. A pleasure, Ser Papyrus. I'm Gale.

[cool_skeleton]

I SEE, THE WEIGHTNESS OF GREATNESS CAN BE CONCERNING, ESPECIALLY IF IT'S THERE BEFORE YOU ARE!! BUT I'M SURE YOU CAN HANDLE THE RESPONSIBILITY OF BEING POPULAR BEFORE YOUR TIME.

[He cannot comprehend how popularity can be anything but an unmitigated good.]

GALE NEVER FAILS!! I BET YOU HEAR THAT A LOT. WELL, MAKE SURE YOU VOTE FOR ME IN THE COMING ELECTIONS!! HAVE A BUTTON!!

[A campaign button is pressed up against the phone screen.]

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[devilishkaoru]

Must be extremely surreal to see such a thing. Like something out of a scary movie or something.

[Can anyone figure out where the young man as going with this.]

Or someone stole your identity, somehow.

[corpsacorps]

I can't say it would be the first time that someone - or something - used my likeness. I would like to think this is not the case here.

[He pauses before his eyes narrow.]

Then again, that would at least provide an answer. And that is what I'm lacking at this moment.

[devilishkaoru]

So you have had someone steal your identity before? You must have such an exciting life.

[He never had such a thing happen, no reason to really.]

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[generalgrievous]

[He's observed the other public conversations and so has gathered a little information.]

You are also named Gale Reinhardt? Are you a clone?

[That makes the most sense to him. After all, his galaxy was at war with an army of clones.]

[corpsacorps]

[Gale seems a little perturbed at the suggestion.]

I... don't think so. I'm quite sure I'm my own person. Otherwise mayhaps Hydaelyn has some explaining to do. This surely is a coincidence?

[There is some uncertainty in his words. Are clones even a thing he needs to worry about?]

[generalgrievous]

Is it? You have no recollection of being here before?