paixaorpg | ........Wait, what? [active/open]

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........Wait, what? [active/open]

Characters: Akutare, anyone else?
Content: Confused Akutare is confused and entering Paixao
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: None

Oho, this was a happy day indeed for the Dark Hero! No more accusations of being dead for him, nope! He had something that the network wanted, and once he gave it to them (under his own terms, of course) he was back in business! Movie deals! Record deals! Stardom off the charts once again! He'd be a household name! Nnnnnot that he wasn't a household name already, but he'd be so famous he'd be one all over again!

Akutare definitely had a spring in his step as he strolled along. Ma wouldn't have to worry anymore. He'd show her that he was still alive and they could get money again! They'd never have to worry about money again! She'd be so proud... And when he saw his little brothers again, they could have a big party in his honor with cake and confetti and everything else that went into a good celebration.

So close... Almost there... It was just another left at this strange golden tree and--

Strange golden tree? Since when were there strange golden trees in here? Akutare went over to curiously poke at the plant. Yep, real gold. You didn't see that every day. Well... As long as it was just sitting there... They could always use a little more money. Maybe he could pawn off this tree someplace. He snatched a few leaves and continued on (like anyone would miss them anyway), the change in surroundings not quite registering until he hit the line.

"Wow, must be busy... Hey, Director, how long do you think this line is?" Akutare asked, frowning when he didn't get an answer. "...Director?" He turned around and didn't see anyone. Huh, he must've run off to go to the bathroom or something.

The line went faster than expected, and he soon found himself at the front. "Can I have your name, please?" the gatekeeper asked.

"You don't recognize me? Oh well... You probably see tons of schmucks trying to imitate me come on through here... But don't worry, I'm the real Dark Hero Akutare!" he announced, grinning wildly.

The gatekeeper was far less impressed than Akutare would have liked, simply nodding her head and jotting the name down. "Welcome to Paixao! Please take this complimentary journal and enjoy your stay," she said, handing the purple device over along with a few pamphlets.

"Um.... thanks?" Akutare wasn't sure how to reply, simply taking the offered items and heading inside. It was then that everything began to sink in.

"Wait... Paixao? Then this isn't the studio?"

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With the influx of monsters swarming the city, Setzer had decided that it would probably be for the best to stick to manning the gates for the time being. While he could defend himself if he had to this was one hand he'd gladly sit out.

Besides, it kept him out of the way of Kefka and whatever trouble the man was likely to be causing. A pair of Returners - not that he'd seen Locke terribly recently - wasn't likely to be as useful against the man as he'd like. Besides, the Falcon had really been his best contribution to the little band and she wasn't here.

Besides it was interesting out here, with all the newcomers filtering in and he'd always been willing to watch as people passed by.

Akutare continued to look around, as though he were hoping that maybe one of the citizens would suddenly just decide to give him an answer, or maybe he would suddenly find the meaning behind everything through some random sign. Of course, that wasn't the way the real world worked, and so Akutare wasn't meeting with much success.

Jeez, what was with all of these people, anyway? They all looked the same, like extras gone... extra extra. One guy, however, looked a little different. Maybe he would have some answers for him?

"Hey! Hey, guy!" he called, dashing over. On closer observation, Akutare quickly realized that this man was a human. Weird, wasn't this a Netherworld? Oh well, there was that Adell guy, after all. "What's this Paixao place?"

He'd gotten answers over the journals, but considering the fact that he'd also talked to a hallucination-jester and a hallucination-cat, he wasn't entirely sure that everyone could be trusted.

"It's where we are," Setzer answered, rather matter-of-factly. Okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly the most helpful of answers, but it was an answer nonetheless. What one made out of the hand you'd been dealt very from person to person after all and far be it for him to try and guess both cards and play style. Or at least not until he knew the person better than he knew this guy.

"It's an island," he added on after a moment of thought. "And I rather doubt it's part of wherever you came from."

The rest depended on what he'd make of it.

Well wasn't this guy just tons of help? "I know that! I mean... like..." Akutare trailed off. He really wasn't entirely sure what he meant. That kind of answered the question anyway. Clarification always helped, though. "No one can leave? There aren't any boats around here? Jets? Dimensional Gatekeepers? Nothing?"

It was pretty hard to believe. Some part of Akutare was still convinced that this was some sort of show. What else could it be? Why else would all of this be so... this? And, hell, if this wasn't, someone needed to make it one. Hm... Maybe if he could just find a camera...

"No boats that I'm aware of, at least. And no airships either." If there hadn't been the domes, Setzer wouldn't have been surprised to see at least some form of airship. Hell, if there'd been a sky and airships he'd have jumped at the chance to get his hands on one even if it hadn't been quite the same as the Falcon. He'd been grounded for far longer than he really liked already and well, he didn't see much to imply that that would change anytime soon.

"Seems this is one hand we can't deal out of so easily."

No boats, no airships (he guessed the guy meant planes), no way out. Weeeeiiiiird. He was still sure there was some sort of conspiracy going on around here. The blue-haired kid had mentioned something about there being an evil organization of paparazzi in the background, somewhere, but they couldn't be the only force behind all of this. All that for a few embarrassing tabloid photos? Yeah, right!

And Akutare didn't plan on leaving himself open to such an evil plot as that anyway. They'd have to get up pretty early to fool the Dark Hero like that.

What was with the weird gambling metaphor? Maybe that was just this guy's shtick. Or he was just as crazy as everything else in this place seemed to be. "So... Then what do you do?"

What did he do? That was a question that could and often did have any number of answers, depending on just what he was up to at any given moment. Of course, he wasn't going to admit to all of them just at the drop of a hat. A man had to keep his cards close to his chest if he wanted to have any hope of winning.

"Oh, a bit of this and a bit of that. I'm something of a wanderer, you see."

Even if he didn't have his wings at the moment.

Okay... That wasn't exactly the answer Akutare had been looking for, but he guessed this wanderer didn't know the answer either. Man, this sucked. There weren't any TVs which meant no TV networks, which meant he didn't have anywhere to take the tape to, which meant he had to wait to prove he was alive. He didn't want to wait! Not when victory was so close!

"Oh, well, I'm a big star, you know. Akutare, the Dark Hero!" he announced proudly. "Maybe you've heard of me?" He hoped someone had heard of him. Well, besides Adell, of course.

"I'm afraid not." Why would he have? Admittedly, he was a man of the skies and had been pretty nearly everywhere there was to be on his world, but unless he was very much mistaken the odds were good that wherever Akutare had come from it wasn't The World of Ruin.

And since it seemed like introductions were in order...

"Setzer, the Wandering Gambler."

((After a month of my fail...))

Akutare frowned defeatedly. He should have known. But that was okay, he'd just show have to show everyone! The fame would just roll on in on its own after that.

He had to admit, though, this Setzer guy's title wasn't half bad. Although now the gambling metaphors made a lot more sense. "Okay, then what's there to do here, then?"

What was there to do? Not nearly enough to keep Setzer as occupied as he'd like and far too little to do with the sky.

"It depends on what games you deal into," he answered. "But if you ask me there isn't quite enough to stave off boredom sometimes."

Admittedly his tendencies to prefer wandering over staying in one place didn't help but still it was all he could do to find things to capture his interest sometimes.

What games he dealt into? Akutare wasn't sure whether to take that as a metaphor or assume that the only interesting thing to do around here was gamble. A place as hokey as this really could have a bunch of casinos lying around for all he knew. Wait, didn't the journals come with a map function? That was one way to find out!

He whipped out the device, opening up the map and looking through. Let's see... What kind of places did this place have...?

Opera house. Booooooriiiing.

Art museum. Nuh-uh.

Park. Eh.

Library. Nah.

Night club. We have a winner!

Although it looked to be of the expensive, snooty type, a night club was a night club. He'd just have to make the bouncer see things his way.

"You've got a point," he said to Setzer, "I only found one thing that'd actually be fun."

Well, if there were any casinos around Setzer certainly hadn't found them, and he'd done more than a little bit of looking. But he didn't mind too much. That was only one of the variety of games he was willing to play after all.

Admittedly the rest hadn't proven to particularly easy to find either, but he wasn't about to let that stop him. At least so far. Boredom was much more of a threat here than anywhere else he'd been.

"There's something for everyone, it seems."

It didn't seem like it. In Akutare's eyes, there was only one interesting place in the entire city, though he guessed maybe some of the other locations might be a little more cool than what he was giving them credit for. Paixao was... well, it was shiny, wasn't it? A big, shiny city. Maybe the art museum was a big, shiny art museum. The park a big, shiny park. The library a big, shiny library. Heck, it'd still probably bore him to tears, but it'd be nice to look at.

So... he'd just stick with the night club.

Akutare shrugged. "I guess. I'll just drop by there next!" he decided.

Setzer just smiled at that. Then again, smiling was more or less his default expression so perhaps it was more appropriate to say his expression didn't change.

"I'm afraid you'll have to forgive me for not joining you. My game is most likely elsewhere."

Elsewhere here having the sense of 'wherever he found it' but he would hardly do to admit to having nothing to do when bowing out of something. At least, not if one wanted to keep some semblance of politeness.

"Uh... Yeah, sure." Wow, Setzer sure did like his gambling metaphors, did he? Oh well, he would just have to settle with whatever lame party he was off to, wouldn't he? No one could throw a party like Akutare could (at least, that he was aware of or would admit to).

Hm... a party. That wasn't too bad of an idea. Maybe he could go on his journal and advertise it, get a whole bunch of people to come. Someone had to be bored enou--interested in the idea. It was a once in a lifetime event!

As long as he didn't have to pay for anything, anyway. The Dark Hero wasn't going to go about footing any bills.

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