Alchimichi, pronounced [al kim' Ə kī'] or [Əl kim' Ə kī'], is my biblical name. It was one of the deleted books of the bible. There are many versions of the bible, but if you have the platinum version, you can find it in the special features. It was written some time between Malachi and Habakkuk. Or was it Zechariah and Zephaniah? I can't remember... But I know the bible well. I know it from the Gin I sees all the way to Rebel nations.

Alchi, "The Drunken Taru", Michi, pronounced [al' kē mē' chē] or [al' kƏ mē' chē], comes from my character on FFXI, who is a tarutaru. Please note that this pronunciation sounds like an alky, or alcoholic, michi. Whatever the hell a michi is... Maybe it's a fancy name for what Gizmo is on Gremlins? Well, that's what I think of when I look at a tarutaru. Anyway, this version of the alias derives from my inability to play the game while sober.

Alchimichi, pronounced the same as above, was originally intended on the game to be a slight description of my character's craft. I wanted him to be a mage, proficient in the way of Alchemy: Alchimichi the Alchemist. If you think about it this way, his name sounds like Alchemy Chi. I even found an alternate spelling: Alchemiche... but I don't know what language that is or what it means.

Alchimichi, pronounced [Alch' Ə mich' ē], began in Lawton, OK, perhaps three years before I joined the military. I went to an outdoor Mark Chesnutt concert with my dad, a buddy of mine and his dad. Yeah, I was still in school at the time. Anyway, my friend had an itch in some embarrassing location, but he didn't want to scratch because there was a sea of possible witnesses. We went to grab a bite from one of the concession stands, far enough away from the stage that I could hear him uttering some strange phonetics, possibly due to his obvious discomfort. I did not want to ask the reason for this discomfort, rather to make light of the situation. I told him I'd taken a crash course in the languages of the indigenous peoples of Australia. I continued, telling that his muttering closely resembled the toungue of a tribe there, known as Alchimichi. He thought I was serious until I slowed down my articulation, which then paralleled Ouch I'm Itchy. He punched me in the chest.