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[broughtthegirl]

Zachary Hale  12/16/17 near Recolle

Starting this by saying the name on my damn profile is wrong. And yeah, already contacted technical support.  Anyway, the name's Booker DeWitt. Not exactly a fan of social networking, but plenty people use this, right?  I work for Recolle Metro as a Detective, but I'm extending my services to Private Eye work. Spread the word, give me a call, whatever piques your interest. Got ten years of experience and rates are fair.  Direct message me for questions or details.

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[broughtthegirl]

[ Bless this child for calling him competent. ]

Doesn't mean I haven't stopped trying.
I can't say I've experienced any strange memories of my own, but the shift in my perception of reality lit enough of a fire under my ass to keep going.
So, no.
You aren't a bother.

On that note, any information you might have that might steer me in a direction is appreciated.

[gudaguda]

Umm... I think me and another person are different versions of the same Japanese historical figure.
Even down to the weapons we used, the battles we fought and the things that ailed us...

We both got the same sword through the mail. Plus there's one more person who has a deep connection to the sword too, so he's got the same sword too.

It's weird. Feels like the plot of a scifi novel. That's all I can tell you that isn't really common knowledge.

[broughtthegirl]

Any idea what brought these events on? What triggered them?

[gudaguda]

There was a weird dream thing. During October there was a bunch of them.

Like you could wander into people's memories/dream things if you weren't careful. They were just out there in the wild.

His one was somewhere I'd seen in my own memories.

We had to have been the same person.

Except he's a guy and I'm a girl.

[broughtthegirl]

You're telling me you two were the same exact person, but exist as two separate individuals now?