[Corbin has survived for more than a hundred years by existing along the margins of society. In fact, it's only recently, within the last 20 years, that he's decided to make a name for himself back home, a decision he has very recently decided was generally a bad idea. By and large, when the Geoarchaeological Professor awoke in the Bay a few days ago, he decided it best not to immediately make his presence known. Instead, he gleaned what information he could from the pamphlets and from the disturbingly Oz-like welcome hologram and got himself settled in as best he could. He knew, of course, that he couldn't hide in this place forever, which was what ultimately prompted this post today.]

I suppose it's time for me to "come out of the closet" as it were. I can assure you this has nothing to do with my sexuality, but rather with my appearance in this city, Genessia, which, through exploration, I've determined resembles a rather large gerbil cage.

As disturbing as that is, I'll not dwell on it at the moment. In the spirit of fairness and as a show of goodwill, I'll even go so far as to introduce myself without first being introduced to you. I am Professor Corbin Fitzmarcus of the Imperial College, London. I'm a Professor of Geoarchaeology. Bully if that means anything to you. If it does not, suffice to say I'm very good with rocks.

While I'm beginning to develop my own theories about this place, I'd like to hear yours, if I may. I wager if you've been here a while, you may sound as through you need an aluminum hat, but we'll see.

Video

[This will be one of the few times that Toby bothers to use video. It's easier and he isn't really afraid of anything on the network, even after the recent odd occurrences. He's kneeling next to a motorcycle and anyone who knows about motorcycles will be able to tell that he doesn't have any idea what he's doing. He pauses and brings the video up to be directed only at his face.]

So shit's happening.

[He doesn't have the best social skills.]

Anyone want to grab a drink?

Action

[Toby kicks the old bike on which sounds like it's dying as he pulls onto the street. It's what he can afford so he isn't to worried about it. he'll head directly towards a bar and as always he's the very large figure cut at the bar. Thanks to the video it won't be hard to identify him.

He orders a beer and then waits with his phone sitting next to him.]

[One could plan for a lot of different circumstances. Yashiro did his best to do that often. But there were times when things happened that you couldn’t predict. Such as his current situation. He never would have expected to wake up in some random place with no knowledge of how he got there.

Unless he somehow lost his memories about how he winded up in this place, but that didn’t feel like it was the case. He didn’t notice any blind spots in his memory, though even if there were some, he wouldn’t likely notice it, would he? Perhaps this was something that just targeted Mirage Masters. It was a distinct possibility that he couldn’t rule out.

The device he was given looked like a cellphone. So navigating it wasn’t too difficult. He brings up the video feed so he can speak.]
I have just arrived in this place which I was told is called Genessia. My name is Yashiro Tsurugi and I work for Fortuna Entertainment. I’m looking for Itsuki Aoi, Tsubasa Oribe, Toma Akagi, Kiria Kurono, Elonora Yumizuru and Mamori Minamoto. If any of these names are familiar to you or if any of you are here, I request that you speak up.

[He’s about to shut off the feed but he pauses. He looks like he is thinking over something. ]

If the names Navarre, Chrom, Caeda, Cain, Tharja, Virion, Draugare relevant to you or if any of you are here while the others are not, I’d like to speak to you too.

While I have listened to what the virtual image of Ms. Schnee has told me about this place, if there is anything relevant that she may have left out, you can feel free to fill in what she has left out.

[ Jack springs up from his little pod like a rocket, and he takes takes a deep breath of air. It feels like he was dead, but he notices that his clothes aren't tattered, torn, nor does he notice any blood. That is if he wasn't tossed out into the vacuum of space after he spent the previous night at a distant hotel somewhere in the horse head nebula.

His hands can be seen gripping the metal cocoon that he is sitting in, and he slowly tries to take in everything. Kidnapped? That seems to be a good explanation for this. Kidnapped and left for dead. And then he looks up to spot the camera that is in the room with him. ]

Okay, the joke is up. Heh. This is cute guys. [ Jack slowly pulls himself up into a sitting position, and he keeps his eyes on the camera. ] Now what was the reason for stuffing me in there and leaving me for dead?

Because I was being honest about having nothing to do with that power crystal going missing! In fact, I was going to go help you find it! [ He shouts out. ] Or is this your idea of a fun night, because really, I am not that kind of guy.

Who: Bartolomeo and YOU
What: Bartolomeo has decided to rebuild his East Blue criminal empire and is looking for a few good men, women, fishmen, pokemon, etc. And by good he means bad because good men will stop him. At least, they can try.
Where: primarily Genessia and Fayren
When: July 20-28 pick a day any day
Warnings: Bartolomeo is vulgar and violent and even if he doesn't do anything he'll certainly talk about it.

( I'm a whole lot better and a whole lot worse than what you think I am )