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Hiatus Update #2

Hello everyone! I hope everyone had a great holiday, or at least enjoyed the chocolate like myself. I'll be opening back up after the third update, but for now I do have some changes I'd like to make to how I did this blog. Opinions and advice welcome!

First, I'm thinking of no longer doing greeting posts. This is because I'd end up with so many RPs, many random, that I would feel overwhelmed and have a hard time replying. To compensate, I'm thinking of putting up more Open RP posts that anyone can reply to.

Second, I'm considering queue'ing storyline threads, just to space them out, and otherwise responding normally to short or brief or random or w/e RPs. 

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yo this is a reminder that if you ever come up with a neat idea for our muses to interact - whether it’s canon or au - talk to me about it because chances are I will be 500% down to do the thing

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My speech teacher told us that sometimes lawyers will do push ups in the bathroom or run up and down the stairs before a court case to get rid of public speaking nervousness and if that isnt a perfect Phoenix Wright headcanon idk what is

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Hiatus Update

Hello once again everyone! My apologies for the lengthy departure. I plan to resume RP on this blog soon, though there will be some changes. For now, know that I will return, and thank you all for your patience.

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If Nick thought the guy was creepy before, then it just got worse. Was that another fake French accent he had to deal with?

"... Uhh... a-anyways, I'll... stop bugging you and..." Run as soon as he was out of sight, if he could get away.

Whoops, he was noticed! Nick offers the man a sheepish smile.

"Uhh, s-sorry…" Please don’t beat him up, he is but a young lawyer with a long life ahead of him, and a shiny badge.

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"Errr, well..." He supposed this kid should know before he was surprised.

"You see... we're all sort of the same person. Or rather, uh... alternates stuck together. Basically, the only attorneys working here are all Phoenix Wrights." 

"Oh, yeah I’m free." Daniel agreed. "Should we go?"

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"Oh hey, another me. What's up little guy?"

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Did no one think to stop this man beforehand? Or did he not listen? Was it Phoenix' sudden, altered appearance, or merely the cumulation of stress? Whatever the case, his words were having an effect. Would it be enough?

He stares at the ex-Professor, staring into his eyes even if Layton tried to avoid his gaze.

"That doesn't change what you did to get her back," he points out simply, even throwing in a casual shrug, "Why not stop yourself from even doing this, instead? Save yourself years of guilt."

Hershel faltered at the question, twitching slightly as he drew back a step.

"She would… understand, I’m sure." He said uncertainly. It wasn’t something he contemplated often, and when he thought about her personality he honestly couldn’t see her forgiving him after what he’d done. But something in him refused to give up, refused to let him stop because he was so close to saving her…!

“But she wouldn’t need to forgive me. The minute I save her the timeline would correct, adapting to the new events. Either I or my timeline would no longer exist. I imagine my little device would stop working, at least. Forgiveness no longer matters, nor would I be eligible for it… All I want is to stop the explosion from ever happening. I would be saving the lives of ten people, not just my Claire.”

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"Oh..." But why was he dressed as a player? Why was he called 'The Batter'? So mysterious!

"Oh! I'm, um, Phoenix. Phoenix Wright! But my friends call me Feenie." 

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"Hello! Are you a baseball player?" Clearly, the best way to start a conversation is to ask the supposedly obvious question.

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"Oh... uh. So, what does your dad work as now?" Hopefully nothing related to destructive mehcanics. But, Luke did bring up a good point. Phoenix had another young person to hang around! Maybe he could introduce the boy to Pearls?

"True! It'll be just as exciting as having the Professor around, just you wait!" Assuming he got a case, and assuming that case wasn't mundane. 

"That’s good to— wait, a letter? Did he move?" Close, Phoenix, but no cigar. At least he guessed somewhat in the Wright direction.

"Or… did you move?" That would explain why he’s able to run into Luke at all. Sort of. Weird stuff happened to him so much that he could still be wrong.

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"Yeah. Where's People Park from here?" he asks, rather bluntly of course. No need to waste this young man's time. Or maybe he would; he was pretty bored right now.

It wasn’t often that Phoenix wandered by this section of town, but when he did, he did so as casually as usual. The scruffy former attorney, however, was getting lost; not a normal problem for him. He looked around for some random, likely person to ask for directions, and proceeded to approach. After all, who wouldn’t help a guy who looked homeless? A lot of people.

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"Hrmm..." Clearly, this kid wanted some sort of intellectual challenge, which Nick expected. But to be put bluntly? Already, he was at a bit of a loss. But he always operated from a loss at the start! Hahaha... ha...

"Uhhh... we take turns?" Phoenix no don't lose the momentum.

"... Or... a battle of wits of some sort?"

  He saw that look of determination in those eyes and a smile crept up on his face. Clive could feel an intellectual (or in the least, interesting) conversation on its way. The ex-convict is more than ready for this and he’s more than ready to hear another one of Layton’s adventures.

"I know Luke went on many adventures, but I don’t think I’ve heard of yours. Perhaps we should…" He put his hand on his chin. "So how do you think we should go about exchanging stories?" Maybe a puzzle? A battle of wits? Or just casual banter? 

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Phoenix frowns a little, but he can understand Apollo's reluctance. He found it all hard to believe, too, when... everything started. But as the red attorney looks around, the not-attorney relaxes.

"Yup! Phoenix said he was keeping it pretty similar to how... how Mia had it..." he mumbles, slumping. That was a sad train of thought, and not something to get into now! 

"Uh... ... so... I can try and help you with stuff, I guess..." Nope, his mood has been ruined already. Good job, Nick.

"Well… wait," the young not-attorney glances into the office, then turns back to Apollo, "No, we’re in my alternate’s time right now, I think. And… well, I’m from the past, sort of, but in a different timeline." He was far too used to explaining this, even if he was getting sloppy about it.

"Wanna come in the office and see? I think it looks different in the future. Depending on the future." He frowns in thought before stepping back, letting Apollo see the old office if he wanted.

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"I'm doing good. Working on a couple cases... have you ever been to a courthouse before?" he asks, getting an idea.

"Ah, I see." That answered both, anyway. Crap, now what?

"… Uh, so. How’s life?" Good job, Nick. Good job.

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Whoops, he was noticed! Nick offers the man a sheepish smile.

"Uhh, s-sorry..." Please don't beat him up, he is but a young lawyer with a long life ahead of him, and a shiny badge.

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(That guy looks… really weird,) thinks the attorney to himself, rather rudely staring.

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"No problem. Did you need anything else?" he asks, smiling. Phoenix didn't mind helping random people, after all.

"That makes sense," he responds, though he was far from an avid reader… unless one counted court documents.

They were nearing the library, and he motioned to it as they drew closer, “There it is. They won’t let you check books out for as long without a card, but it should still be enough.”