#and Manfred always did paper

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Finally finished Dragon Age The Veilguard (hence my absence since I was avoiding spoilers) so finally sharing Esha! My Lords of Fortune Rook who fell instantly for Taash! She is also besties with Davrin, and my next Rook will absolutely be falling for him.

[azalawa-scroggs]

About Eddie Fender and why he was a dick to Miles

I first started this post in response to something, but it got so long I decided against inflicting it on OP. This is very long and very meandering and the form is kinda weird, as a warning. It's also kinda spoilery for Ace Attorney Investigations 2.

When we first start playing AAI2 and are introduced to "Ace Attorney Eddie Fender," it's true he doesn't come across as very likeable. The first thing he says to Miles is basically "Oh, look! Here comes Manfred von Karma," and the game happens three years after the truth about DL-6 came out. That's incredibly low, very petty, cruel even. He does start off as a dick to Miles, unfair on him until he gradually realises he isn't as bad as he thought, and as he starts warming up to Miles we start warming up to him.

But also... I kind of get it.

Like... Imagine you're 19 years old. Your boss just died in a sudden and shocking murder. You inherit the law firm even though you haven't even passed the bar yet. You're grieving as you keep working hard to become an attorney, now without the guidance you used to have. Maybe you even blame yourself a little - after all, you worked on that case too, you were likely there for the trial, you left both Edgeworths to take that elevator by themselves. Had things played out differently you would have been there, too.

Did you think of your boss's son, in the middle of this whirlwind? Probably a little, but you're a 19 year-old law student. You're nowhere near a suitable place in your life to even think about fostering a kid. Besides, Gregory Edgeworth was your boss. Someone you greatly admired and whose death you will never stop mourning, but still just your boss.

(It's unclear how well Eddie knew Miles. Enough for Miles to recognise him instantly, but certainly not as close as Miles and Phoenix were.)

You take it on yourself to continue the work he left behind, to help the clients Gregory can no longer help. For ten years you try your best to uphold the reputation and the values of his firm and name, and every day you witness a little more how corrupt the system really is.

Then, one day, you start hearing about this young new prosecuting upstart. Passed the bar at 20 and already has the legal world in his pocket. Rumours of forged evidence, backstreet deals, manipulated witnesses. Not only is that just like the whole lot of them, the tactics you became so familiar with over the years - no, it sounds painfully, specifically familiar to that one long, drawn-out case, the last one you worked with Gregory. It turns out the young prodigy is the student and protégé of Mr. Perfection himself, the man who never lost a case in thirty-five years, even though he should have lost against you ten years ago if the world was even a little fair. You would hate the boy for that alone, but on top of that he's also the son of the mentor you lost, the son of the man you both used to admire so very much.

And that hurts. That none of Gregory's legacy lived on in his son. That this sweet, kind boy, who Gregory always used to worry about not making any friends, became a parody of all they used to despise.

Perhaps you even get to see him. You catch a glance of him in the courthouse corridor as he passes you by without so much as a nod to acknowledge you, or you stumble upon a picture in the same paper that struck Phoenix Wright so deeply. You see that damn suit. That damn smirk. That damn waggly finger. His features may have something of Gregory but everything in him screams von Karma. He's spent a decade trying to shape himself into him, and it shows.

Prosecutors are a privileged bunch, and the Edgeworth kid grew up into a downright brat. Entitled. Rude. Arrogant. Obsessed with his fucking perfect record. You hear he goes around cutting the salaries of detectives that make a tenth of what he does and insulting the opposing counsel in court. He became the worst of them all, taught by the worst of them all, he is everything Gregory fought against and everything you hate.

Why would you want to associate with that? Why would you ever think he is not perfectly fine where he is, with his cushy office and his cushy sports car and his doubtlessly cushy pay?

A couple years later you hear he's been arrested for murder. Maybe you follow the trial, maybe you only see the headlines after everything, after DL-6 is finally solved. Honestly, that's when you start having a reason to reach out. When, had you been less embittered and jaded by the thanklessness of your job, you might have wondered what it was like for him to grow up in the shadow of his father's murderer. You might have been stricken with compassion and horror at the thought of fifteen years spent in crushing guilt, believing he killed the father he used to love so much. You might have empathised, despite your contempt for von Karma, with how his ward might feel to be so cruelly betrayed, thrice over, by the man who raised him since he was nine, who taught him everything before throwing him away like a piece of used junk.

But you still think of how he was like a son to von Karma, of how he got to spend fifteen years in wealth, following a shiny, easy, corrupt new path while you grieved and desperately tried to keep the pieces of your shared dream together. You think of how uneasy Gregory seemed with the idea of von Karma as a teacher, you think of how eager Miles seemed to follow in his footsteps and how much Gregory would have hated it. You think of the many defendants this boy callously condemned with barely a thought, just like his mentor. Of how he may not have his father's blood on his hands, but with the way he acts you'd think he had his murderer's in his veins. And you really, really don't want to deal with any of that.

You think, somewhat unfairly, that maybe Miles ought to have seen it coming. It's not like it's much of a secret that Manfred von Karma is a piece of shit, and good riddance to him.

Three years later, you actually have to interact with him again. It's been 18 years since you last saw him in his father's shadow, looking at him like he hung the stars in the sky, back when everything was so simple for the three of you. It's been 3 years since the truth about his oh-so-esteemed mentor was uncovered. He still wears the cravat. His brow is still furrowed, his eyes are still piercing.

But slowly, begrudgingly, you talk to him. You start realising he actually has some honour to him. That he's not really the Demon Prosecutor the papers made him out to be, that maybe you misjudged him a little bit, in you grief-stricken, angry bitterness. That maybe he can be trusted, after all, with his father's legacy.

Why would you think he ever needed saving?

[aceof-stars]

Manfred von Karma!

Thank you for the ask <3 (to every else who sent me a character ask, I'm working on it :)

First impression

I actually never hated him or had strong feelings about him. I was introduced to AA through narumitsu fanfic but I knew I wanted to play the games so I avoided everything with spoilers, including everything Manfred. I guess I just thought of him vaguely as a villain and Miles' mentor/father figure.

Impression now

He's one of my favorite Ace Attorney characters. I have him at 4th but honestly, maybe he's 3rd now?? I have developed an attachment to this ridiculous evil man. I love him so much. I wish there was more canon content of him, but I think he's an interesting character with a lot of room for nuance.

Favorite moment

He doesn't really have many canon moments (and I haven't played AAI). But probably when he gloated Phoenix into cross-examining Polly the parrot and it's implied that he witness-coached a parrot. Manfred, you are an insane person.

Idea for a story

I just want to see a story where Manfred is force-fed a redemption arc. Like for example a no DL-6 AU where Gregory manages to get a Manfred properly investigated for forging evidence. But to ensure he doesn't get another penalty, Manfred tries to frame another prosecutor to throw Gregory off his trail.

Only, Manfred finds out that the person he is framing is actually guilty of forging evidence. Manfred has to follow through with his plan and gets dragged into working with Gregory. Gregory is surprised but grateful that Manfred has been so helpful in weeding out corruption in the prosecutor's office, and wants to befriend/ally with Manfred. Manfred is seething with hatred. (Oh and eventual Shingou :)

Unpopular opinion

Manfred as a character deserves a lot more nuance. There's... a lot to talk about but these are the three main things I have a strong opinion on:

1) He was a flawed parent and I think it's more interesting to explore those flaws than to just label him abusive for the sake of villainizing him.

2) It does not makes sense for Manfred to be sexist/homophobic/etc. Simply because I don't think he cares enough to hate a group of people like that. He is very rational, efficient, and his perfectionism is focused on his prosecuting career. If anything, he discriminates against defense attorneys (lmao).

3) Manfred didn't brainwash or force Miles into becoming a prosecutor. I'm sure Manfred was influential but Miles had his own reason to be a prosecutor that stemmed from DL-6. Miles was also always a perfectionist (the paper cranes thing) and the von Karma family brand of perfectionism just amplified it.

Favorite relationship

Shingou!! <3 (Gregory Edgeworth/Manfred von Karma)

Defense attorney/prosecutor ship, toxic enemies to lovers, doomed romance, or super slowburn (if no DL-6 AU), bitter courtroom rivals turned bickering old married couple (who still duke it out in court), co-parenting Miles and Franziska (before officially getting together).

Favorite headcanon

Manfred did love Franziska and Miles (in his own way). Regarding Miles, Manfred saw him as a symbol of his failures (the penalty Gregory gave him and the shot in his shoulder). So Manfred struggled a lot when he began to actually care about Miles. When Miles's perfect record was broken, Manfred saw it as a threat to his own perfection. (I hope that makes sense. I do need to think about this more to solidify the headcanon. I just love complicated von Karma family dynamics)

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For the codex entry prompt 16 and if it’s already been answered 26!

Very fun, thanks for asking! Will probably go ahead and do 26, in a bit, as well! [Codex prompt list] 2, 16, 17, 21 asked/answered! (My canon for Leth is Neve/Rook/Lucanis, but this is not long enough after the game that they’ve gotten their shit together yet lol)

Lucanis,

Is asking about the weather a rich people thing? Viago always starts his letters to important people with that, too. The weather is terrible. It’s the middle of summer in the swamplands, what did you expect? (I refuse to ask about how it is in Treviso; we both know it’s raining.)

The swatches for the fourth sitting room you sent both look exactly the same. (Still don’t understand why you need more than one. How many people can possibly need to be sitting at the same time?) I didn’t even know ‘ecru’ was a color. You’re on your own, there.

If you were trying to get me to say I miss you, you only had to ask: I miss you. And your coffee and your handmade blankets and your crow skull cuff links. And the way you look at me when you think I’m being ridiculous (often). And your desserts, and how you insist we visit that specific fishmonger, and how excited you get when you talk about wyverns. Other things, too, but there’s only so much paper out here.

I keep telling you, you just need to talk to Illario. Viago and Teia both said they weren’t going to get in the middle of your problems this time, and I’m pretty sure they meant it. If you can’t, ask Spite to teleport you into his brain, or something. (Or wait until I get back. We’ll figure it out. Do NOT ask your grandmother, Maker’s sake. I know you love her but she definitely would not help with this situation.)

The job is going well. Would be easier if he hadn’t decided to flee across this fucking swamp. Tempted to poison him in retaliation, but honestly I’d just like to be finished.

Bringing back spices for you, collected serials for Bel (let her read them first, she’s been waiting), ironbark for Davrin, funerary urn for Emmrich and some weirdly magical rocks for Spite to play with. Still looking for presents for Neve, Taash & Manfred (have something in mind for Assan, already). Would appreciate your input?

Going to see if I can stop and visit my clan on the way back. Need more vallaslin ink. Ask Bellara and Davrin if they need anything they can’t get in the city or Arlathan, please.

Answer a question for me? Your right hand has a scar on the back of it— small one, sort of curved. Is it between the third and fourth knuckles, or the fourth and fifth? I can’t remember, and it’s messing up my sketches.

You will probably have sent five more letters by the time you get this one, but hopefully the length makes up for it.

I miss you. And Spite. Home soon— promise.

Yours,

L. de Riva

[hot-mess-choices]

Davrin: So, how do the Shadow Dragons operate exactly?

Rook: What do you mean?

Davrin: Who are their leaders? Who decides what jobs you take?

Rook: Hm… doesn’t work like that.

Davrin: Then how?

Rook: We help the people who need our help.

Davrin: But how do they contact you? What do you… ugh, you know what, forget about it.

~~~

Bellara: What’s it like living in Minrathous? It must be exciting to be in a city with that much magic all the time.

Rook: If you’re a wealthy mage, sure, as an elf born into slavery, not so much.

Bellara: Mythal'enaste, I am so sor-

Rook: I’m messing with you. Minrathous is pretty great. You know, if you don’t think too hard about the corruption and the blood magic.

Bellara: … are you still joking.

Rook: Eh, mostly.

~~~

Neve: So, how do you know Ashur?

Rook: Oh we go way back, freed me when I was a slave, noticed I was good with a knife, did the whole mentor thing.

Neve: Really? The Viper going soft on a little elven girl?

Rook: Oh he never went soft on me, he just reluctantly accepted that he was stuck with me. Says I have that charm where I grow on people like a cyst.

Neve: That does sound a lot more like him.

~~~

Lucanis: Rook, about the spices you asked for…

Rook: The peppers? What about them?

Lucanis: Are you sure they are safe to eat? When I asked Viago to look for them at the market he said that he usually only buys them for one of his poisons.

Rook: Huh, I thought they were just an acquired taste…

Lucanis: Mierda…

~~~

Harding: My mom sent you her regards in her last letter.

Rook: Aww, thanks, how’s she doing.

Harding: You know her, always an optimist.

Rook: We need more of those. And more of her cookies. And I have a bunch of clothes that need mending when we visit her again.

Harding: Hey, is she my mom or yours?

Rook: It’s not my fault. She’s really good at mothering.

~~~

Davrin: So the Shadow Dragons work with some of the Magisters?

Rook: No. Some of the Magisters work with the Shadow Dragons.

Davrin: Isn’t that the same thing?

Rook: It’s not.

Davrin: sigh… I hate Tevinter politics

Rook: Now you’re getting it!

~~~

Rook: Neve, I’ve been thinking, do you run background checks on your clients?

Neve: It would be a pretty big risk not to.

Rook: So when you first worked with the Viper-

Neve: Absolutely not!

Rook: You don’t even know what I was gonna ask!

Neve: I am not giving you dirt on Ashur.

Rook: Spoilsport.

~~~

Emmrich: Rook, without wanting to sound accusatory… did you teach Manfred how to ahem flip the bird?

Rook: … it was an accident

Emmrich: An accident?

Rook: He kept beating me in rock, paper, scissors… I’m sorry

~~~

Taash: I know it’s you.

Rook: Hm?

Taash: You keep giving Assan those extra truffles, I can smell them in your pockets.

Rook: … please don’t tell Davrin?

Taash: Hmm…

Rook: I can put in a good word for you with Harding!

Taash: Hmm…

Rook: And do the dishes for a week?

Taash: Two weeks.

Rook: Deal!

~~~

Rook: I’m sorry about the Stew again, I didn’t think it would end up that spicy.

Emmrich: It’s my own fault really, I should have been suspicious when Taash was the only one eating it.

Rook: And sorry about finishing all the milk earlier that day…

Emmrich: Yes, that was rather unfortunate.

~~~

Rook: Hey Lucanis, any idea why Spite keeps bringing all the forks to my room?

Lucanis: Forks? I don’t-

Spite: Eat fish. Vints like it. Neve does!

Rook: Aw, that’s actually sweet, I think.

[hydrangeapartridge]

The Last Day of a Condemned Woman (Veilguard Female Rook/Emmrich)

Beware spoilers for Emmrich's quest line.

Okay so I wrote a little something thinking about the day Johanna would receive her punishment and Emmrich and Rook would have to say goodbye to her. Set after the events of the game.

It's a bit sad but also domestic Rook and Emmrich!

Enjoy!

«Darling, have you seen my collar pin ? » Emmrich’s strained voice was heard from the bedroom, distant noises of his shuffling around reaching Rook’s ears.

« I believe it would be in the box where you always put it away, on the nighstand ? » She replied from the living room.

« I already searched there an it wasn- » Emmrich started before he interrupted himself, then grumbled something intelligible. « Nevermind, I found it ! » He told her from afar.

Rook chuckled to herself. Emmrich was obviously stressed. It was unusual for him to misplace his belongings. He was a very organized and tidy man ; except for the eventual stray papers and books that could litter his desk when he was really engrossed in his studies. So much so that when Rook moved in with him, she didn’t quite feel at home in the space that he had inhabited alone for years. But that was ancient history. Now his cosy but spacious residence in Nevarra was their home. And Manfred’s of course.

Emmrich was stressed but he had reasons to be. Today was a big day.

« Urgh, now he has memory impairement.. I cannot fathom how you decided to attach yourself to that senile sentimental you call ‘husband’ » Johanna’s voice echoed from her skull under the glass container that Rook carried her in.

Husband. That notion was familiar too now. It had been a few years already since Rook and Emmrich exchanged vows, first alone in the intimacyof the Necropolis’ garden where they first kissed, with Shroud’s Kiss flowers in her hands and hair, and then in style with the people they loved in the beautiful scenary of her native Arlathann.

Rook sighed at Johanna’s usual bickering but didn’t grace her with a reply. That onlt served to irritate the undead more.

« I heard you again last night you know ! How that decrepit weakling can go at it like that without breaking his osteoporotic bones is beyond me ! »

It wasn’t the first time Johanna said something crass of the sort, yet Rook still blushed, remembering the events of the previous night. What started with her gently holding her troubled husband turned into less chaste activities to keep his mind off things when he got frustrated that he couldn’t find sleep.

It was a delightfuly tender moment, and a good way to then spend a good night. But Rook didn’t really want to share that with a half-liche power hungry necromancer.

« Jealous Johanna ? » Rook grinned, regaining her composure and usual cockiness. « You won’t be getting any anytime soon I fear »

Johanna only huffed indignantly.

After a beat of silence, Rook asked more gently. « So, ready for the big day ? »

« You mean the day I finally get to leave that sickenly sweet home of yours ? » Johanna scoffed again.

Rook was used to her antics, that old lady didn’t know how to express herself in any other way.

« At least my ordeal will end there » Johanna dramatically added.

Those Necromancers really had a thing for the dramatic.

The corners of Rook’s lips turned down. « It would be okay to be afraid you know » She said, lower this time.

« Afraid ?! Me ?! » Johanna of course was offended. « Unlike Volkarin I am not a coward »

She paused and the silence felt heavy in the room.

« I’ll face whatever will come, like I did everything else »  Her voice came from the skull, quieter this time.

Rook’s fingers ran over the glass of Johanna’s highly warded prison, almost synmpathetically. After a long trial, as well as years of researches and discussions, the Liche Masters of the Mourn Watch adjudicated the case of Johanna Hezenkoss, as well as the punishment for her crimes. And the day of judgement was this very one.

After a ritual in which Emmrich was to participate, Johanna’s soul would be cut from any contact with the fade, and then, all maimed and powerless, would be imprisonned in a forgotten dark corner of the Necropolis, guarded by spirits and warded by the most powerful of spells, for eternity. As a mage, Rook likened her fate to being made Tranquil. A fate worse than death, and a life of suffering for a soul that wouldn’t be complete anymore. It was a fate she wouldn’t have wished upon even such an ennemy.

Dear Emmrich in all his kindness and idealism voted against that cruel punishment, but he sadly wasn’t part of the decisive majority.

« I’ll miss you Johanna » Rook half jested half confessed.

All these years they had kept her, for it was Emmrich’s duty to watch her. When they could have put her away in an abandonned room, they chose to keep her in Emmrich’s study. Guarding her was a duty he took very seriously (like he always did with work), and which also allowed him to regularly converse with an old friend (on the rare occasions where said friend was in a good enough mood not to insult him). Johanna had been part of their lives since the Veilguard, and seeing her go was like turning a page over years of their shared lives.

If Rook felt nostalgic, she couldn’t begin to picture how Emmrich felt on this day. Given how long he took to get dressed, it must have been worse than she thought.

« Of course you’ll miss me » Johanna retorted « I’m the only interesting person in this house ! »

Rook didn’t pay attention to her and asked Manfred to go check on Emmrich.

- - -

If the Necropolis could sometimes feel warm, intimate and inviting, the room where they stood felt as cold as ice.

Emmrich stood before Rook in his elegant gold and black ceremony attire. The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and of his lips were deeper than when they met, from age and from smiling so much since then. There was more white now than grey in his hair, but he still looked most dashing of all the necromancers present. However Rook could tell his posture was stiff and his shoulders tensed when he carefully took the glass container that held Johanna’s skull in his gloved hands.

« Thank you for accompanying me today darling » He whispered as not to disturb the ambiant calm.

« Of course. Wouldn’t want to miss Johanna’s retirement party » She joked to try and alleviate the heavy tension in the air.

« You know you won’t be able to attend dearest »Emmrich seriously replied. She knew that, he already told her so, but she let it slide. « And it’s best you don’t. The ritual might be… difficult to handle for unprepared souls»

Emmrich was frowning and Rook knew he wasn’t eager to participate in the curse Johanna would be put under. She wished she could support him further. She placed one hand over his and squeezed gently ; she couldn’t do much more.

« Let us get this over with » Vorgoth’s voice echoed behind them.

Emmrich let out a deep sigh and gave Rook an admitedly melancholic smile. « See you soon darling »

Rook waved and let out a casual « Bye Johanna » trying not to let emotion fill her. Her goodbye got no answer.

Manfred stepped beside her and watched Emmrich walk to the other necromancers, observing, curious as ever.

« Sad ? » He asked.

He kept surprising Rook everyday with how much he improved in magic, language, and these days even grasping human emotions, trying to understand them in his own way.

« Yeah. Saying goodbye is always a bit sad »

Manfred nodded with a contemplative whistling sound.

- - -

The group of mages performing the ritual was already in place. All Emmrich had to do now was open the large ornated doors of the grand auditorium and join them. This would be over soon and he would go back home with Rook and Manfred and forget about the horror of it all.

Taking another slow shaky breath to calm his nerves, he went for the door handle when a short call of « Volkarin ! » stopped him, making him jump in surprise.

He eyed down Johanna’s skull, blinking twice then clearing his throat to regain his composure. « What is it Johanna? Last words or requests maybe ? » He asked kindly, ready to listen to her like he would anyone on the verge of dying. She did terrible things in the past, but he still made it a point to respect the final wishes of a sentenced soul.

Johanna didn’t answer immediately, and Emmrich started wondering if she was stalling. But then her voice came out, low and softer, just how he remembered it from their shared years as students.

« Will you be there until the end of the ritual ? »

Emmrich’s gaze softened « I will » He promised.

A beat of silence. Then a voice from inside urging him.

« Be more strict with the wayward company you dare call a family would you ? » Johanna said when he reached for the door again. He stopped but before he could retort, she whispered her last words.

«  Live long, and live well, you impossible man »

- - -

Rook was tapping her foot nervously when the large doors of the auditorium finally opened. Waiting for Emmrich had felt like an eternity. She kept worrying something would go wrong. Johanna was full of surprises, and it wouldn’t have been past her to try and get out of her sentence with a few dirty tricks. She was relieved to see only calm necromancers exit the room, unharmed. Everything seemed to have gone right.

Now to see in what state of sorrow she would get her soft husband back.

Emmrich was the last to exit, stepping away from the group carrying the funeral urn in which the remains of what once was Johanna were trapped. He didn’t spare a word to anyone and rushed to rejoin with Rook. He stopped before her, looking down, inhaling deeply before he straightened up, repositionning his already perfectly adjusted collar.

« It is done » He told her, nodding his head solemnly.

When he looked up to meet Rook’s eyes, she saw how misty his warm brown gaze was. She tenderly raised a hand to cradle his cheek and gently wipped an unshed tear from the corner of his eye.

Emmrich leaned into the touch for a short moment of indulgence, then sniffed and cleared his throat, stepping back. « The ritual was messy ; old books, bones, dust everywhere... » He mumbled, keeping his crying in check with a rub of his gloved thumb under each eye. Of course he would blame it on allergies. He probably didn’t want the others to see how affected he was.

Watchers were supposed to be at peace with loss and accept it with detachment. Emmrich’s tender heart never quite achieved that, but to Rook, it only made him more human and more lovable.

Rook took his hand and slowly traced his pulsepoint with her thumb. « My dear husband, the love in your heart overflows it seems. » She smiled just for him. « Let’s get you home to a nice warm cup of tea »

« Home ! » Manfred chirped in, excited. « Tea and biscuits ! » He raised his arms in the air. « With sugar ! » He then added, mimicking the sugar clamp he loved so much with his hand. The spirit’s show of enthusiasm made Emmrich chuckle, the sound still a bit wet from his tears.

« Yes my dears. Let us go home »

[miles-wrightworth]

AA culprit AU (TW for mentions of blood and violent murder)

okay so buckle up

Phoenix: when Dahlia tried to poison him, he became interested in chemicals and toxins. he switched his major to chemistry and he now sells concoctions and poisons to anyone who is willing to pay.

he is a little bit insane. he has built up an immunity to poisons after accidentally drinking them and narrowly surviving every time (and cuz he works with toxins so much). at this point, he just tastes his poisons like soup like 'hmmm needs more acetone'

his hands shake and hes gone just a little crazy from the damage the poisons have done to him

he pretty much always has some sort of chemical stain or burn somewhere on him or his clothing.

edit: I'm thinkin' he's Mia's medical apprentice (she runs a hospital in this au)

Miles: Miles is what began this idea because i think he would be ten times hotter if he was a muderer. anyways-

dl6 still happens and everything is the same up to when Miles is about 15 years old and he finds out about mvk killing Gregory. he is pissed asf and apalled at the injustice of the whole situation and how corrupted mvks methods are. he feels the urge to kill him grow stronger every day.

he eventually does snap and plunge his pocket knife into mvk multiple times and gets away with it. Franziska is pissed because he murdered her dad but eventually comes to terms with the fact that Miles' crime has made the world an overall better place.

with no legal guardian, Miles and Fran are put in an orphanage and vibe there until Miles is 18. Fran learns how to make knives and Miles learns how to use them. Fran lives with Miles until she is 18 and moves out.

Miles is like 'hey. im good with knives, i despise injustice, and i have begun to like the sight of blood. i should put that to good use' and he becomes somewhat of a serial killer/vigilante

he picks targets carefully. corrupt people in the legal system, corrupt politicians, any shitty person he can find. he murders them brutally and due to the dl6 incident, he cant hold a gun without trembling, so his go-to method of killing is knives. he loves knives and he has a huge collection of fancy blades and throwing knives. he always leaves his victims crucified on the nearest wall with knives through their wrists pinning them there and bathes the room in their blood. thats how the cops know he did it.

the news dubs him the 'Crimson King' and Phoenix sees that in a newspaper and wants to see this guy for himself because he definitely recognizes that blurred pic the police took in the paper.

basically hes noble but extremely brutal and god thats kinda hot

Fran: Franziska is a bladesmith/black market arms dealer. Miles frequently visits her shop and he gets discounts on her wares. havent thought about her story a lot. Her relationship with Miles is strained after Manfred's murder and gets a bit better over the years.

Maya: Maya is a nurse at a nearby urgent care clinic. Phoenix frequently comes in begging her to help him but not tell anyone because he accidentally drank a lethal poison but nobody can know because its illegal to possess. also havent thought too much about her story.

added ideas: Klav is a drug dealer and Godot/Diego is a mafia boss

[murdercommashewrote]

Dragon age: Veilguard spoilers below SOME MAJOR SPOILERS BELOW (I am saying what most have already said but kind of wanted to contribute.

Normally I don’t post about things like this, but this is common complaint in the community right now and I don’t have others to talk too because my friends don’t play games like these or at all, but I do enjoy the game a lot. I enjoy most do enjoy the story, I don’t find the complaint that’s it isn’t as dark as [insert game here] or the dialogue is too cheesy or bad [granted in spots it is and we will get to that later]. Sure it gets repetitive but I felt the same way about all dragon age: inquisition and about mass effect. When the story is this long it is bound to happen in my opinion. I find myself smiling at parts and really feeling the story and really getting serious about it. I have feelings of hope, guilt, and love. I see fragments of myself in these characters. Bellara is favorite and bestie. Taash is funny and I get the vibes. Seeing Harding again is great. Manfred and Assan are adorable and rock, paper, scissors is great. I just finally won :,). A lot to people may disagree and that is okay because everyone has different experiences and my experience or positive experience doesn’t discount someone who has had a terrible time/experience with the game and their opinions still need to be respected as well.

The addition of the inquisitor is nice; however, not being able to transfer your saves or choices is odd but it is what it is. Not my biggest grip with the game. I already assumed Varric died but was like oh well then I was like I KNEW IT (I spoiled myself). The plot twists are hard to figure out with Illario and such.

But I think my biggest thing is the romance. The writing. We all knew what happened and went wrong with what BioWare did to their writers and the people who are long-time professional in the field. It made me not want to buy the game and maybe I need to reflect on myself playing it and enjoying it.

But Lucanis is disappointing and though I am still romancing him my first run it makes me sad because that is kind of why I play these games lol. Lucanis voice actor did great with what they had and the scenes with Lucanis are okay. I feel like the romance between Neve and Lucanis is better than Rook and Lucanis or, also from what I heard, Rook and Neve. Which kind of pisses me off lol. Kind of the same with Harding and Taash from what I heard as well. I’ve heard a lot of things lol. I want to restart but honestly I’m so invested in time but I can always afford another play through.

But not all romances are bad though. The romance scenes seem shorter but all the scenes and romance characters seem to have similar lengths but idk what you guys think. Davrin (plan on romancing him my third play through) is great from what I heard and somehow my current rook (who is romancing lucanis) has more vibes with Emmerich (my next play through after lucanis). I think there should have been more romance but no hate on actual workers as a whole because there isn’t just ONE person to blame but a chain of events and the links that made them. The development was long, horrid, and crazy and I can’t imagine what everyone went through.

Anyway I wish everyone luck and even if you want to romance Lucanis don’t let others tell you you can’t. You may not get exactly what you want but the other characters got exactly or almost exactly the same treatment. I may have forgotten something but yeah.

Good luck on your adventures through Dragon Age: veilguard!

[randomvarious]

Today's compilation:

Great Records of the Decade: 60's Hits, Vol. 1 1990 Pop / Pop-Rock / Orchestral Pop / Surf Pop / Country

Kinda weird that a pretty sizeable and very eclectic label like Curb Records would license every single track for this budget comp of theirs from Capitol Records and then try to sell it as their own. Like, you guys have a big catalogue yourselves, with a lot of very recognizable names on your roster too. Why put together a budget CD of 60s hits that amounts to nothing but a sampler for another label? I get maybe going outside of your own vaults for a few tracks, but the whole thing? I know you received their permission and all, but, at the end of the day, this kinda feels like Toyota trying to sell a Honda or something. Can't really say that I fully understand the thought process that went into putting a release like this together.

That said, though, this is still a pretty terrific assortment of 60s pop hits, with a bunch of well remembered classics, like The Beach Boys' "Help Me, Rhonda" and Manfred Mann's "Doo Wah Diddy Diddy," presented alongside some tunes that, I think, have proven to be far less popular as time has proceeded to continuously march on. One such example is Little Anthony & the Imperials' "Goin' Out of My Head," an excellent piece of soulful orchestral pop from 1964 that starts out soft and then transcendently soars at its climactic peak, with lead singer Anthony Gourdine's naturally high pitch aided by a combination of strings and bounding beats of a drum. An epic, unorthodoxly constructed, and theatrical tune that peaked at #6 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

And another example is "Love Is a Hurtin' Thing," a classic soul joint by the great Lou Rawls, which marked both his first time atop the Billboard R&B chart and his first entry into the Hot 100's top 40 as well, making it all the way to #13. Rawls flexes his always full and butter-smooth voice on this one, never showing any rasp, despite getting movingly passionate in a couple different spots. And it's another one with superb accompanying instrumentation too.

Speaking of Rawls, did you know that there's another song on this album that at one point was actually intended to go to him as well? When Bobbie Gentry penned her gothic country chart-topping classic, "Ode to Billie Joe," she had him in mind to record it. Gentry wanted to sell the song to Capitol, who might then have given it to Rawls themselves, but rather than deciding to pay someone else to sing on a demo for it, she opted to sing on it herself instead. It was only supposed to be a B-side, but Capitol liked her raw, unpolished voice just fine, and then they decided to add some strings to it, and ultimately chose to release it as an A-side. "Billie Joe" would then end up serving as one of the biggest country songs of the entire decade, back when the genre wasn't so segregated from the rest of the pop charts in general, and it would be the biggest hit of Bobbie Gentry's own career, marking her very unexpected breakout with just her second single.

So, I don't really know why Curb Records decided to release this album in the first place—perhaps they thought there was a good chance at making a profit despite the licensing fees for each song—but they certainly did a good job anyway. A brief, but eclectic selection that mixes enormous hits with less remembered ones. It sort of feels like they wrote the name of each 60s Capitol hit on a small piece of paper, tossed all those pieces of paper into a hopper, gave that hopper a few tumbles, and then selected 13 songs at random from it and pressed them all to a CD 😅.

Good stuff, but no real consistent theme to any of it.

Highlights:

The Beach Boys - "Help Me, Rhonda" Jackie DeShannon - "Put a Little Love in Your Heart" Jan & Dean - "Surf City" Manfred Mann - "Doo Wah Diddy Diddy" Little Anthony & the Imperials - "Goin' Out of My Head" Bobbie Gentry - "Ode to Billie Joe" Lou Rawls - "Love Is a Hurtin' Thing" Glen Campbell - "Galveston" Wayne Newton - "Danke Schoen"

[rk1kinspiration]

Spy connor, crime boss Markus au part 2

To anyone else, Markus would look calm and completely unconcerned, sitting in the interrogation room as if he owns the place, despite his hands being cuffed to the table.  

Connor, however, can see the hidden fury in his posture, the controlled anger that has killed so many before, when Markus let it out. It shouldn't scare him, he did his job and brought Markus in, he doesn't have to live a lie anymore. Yet, looking at the man now, through the glass of the interrogation room, Connor can't help but shiver slightly, knowing he'll still have to face the crime boss.

He sighs, steeling himself and forcing his face into an emotionless mask before pushing the door open to face Markus. The crime boss doesn't acknowledge him yet but keeps staring at his hand as he plucks at his nails, almost looking bored. Connor takes the opportunity to walk inside and take a seat at the table, placing down his files.

“Mr. Manfred,” He begins, grateful his voice doesn’t shake. “I take it I don't have to explain to you why you're here?”

Please make this easy for me, Connor thinks. Because despite all the evidence he gathered, there will still be a trial, which could take months, years, even. If Markus would just confess, Connor can be done with this, go home and never think about Markus Manfred again.

But, when has things ever been easy with Markus?

Markus smiles, gently placing his cuffed hands on the table as he finally looks up to Connor. “I'm afraid I don't, Detective Stern.” Connor resist the urge to frown, hearing Markus speak out his real name, not the fake he used while undercover, is... unsettling. “Why don't you enlighten me?”

There's something else, in Markus’ voice, that unsettles Connor. Not wanting to focus on that now, Connor focusses on the facts instead. “Mr. Manfred, you're under arrest on the charges of aggravated assault, kidnapping, first degree murder, bribery, robbery, extortion, theft, fraud... need I go on?”

Markus shrugs, leaning back in his chair. “I have nowhere to be.”

“Mr. Manfred, you and I both know you are guilty of all you're accused of.” Connor forces himself to keep looking into those special eyes, even if they harden and his smile falters. “If you cooperate, this will be easier for everyone involved, the judges might show leniency as well. You know there's no way out of this, not this time.”

“Oh detective, I think you and I also both know that that's not quite true, don’t you?”

“Your network is being dismantled as we speak, we are rounding up your henchmen one by one, there's nothing you can do now.” Connor remains impassive as he delivers the news, even though he knows the words must hurt Markus. The people Markus worked with were like family to him. Despite his ruthless actions, Markus would watch the world burn before letting those close to him get hurt. But Connor ignores that, ignores the good in Markus, the reasoning behind his actions, the moments where Markus’ crimes made sense, and hardens his voice. “It's over.”  

“If you say so, Connor," Markus casually folds his hands, face hard as he stares Connor down. “But I think you truly believe that. Then again...” His eyes glide over Connor, making him feel naked and vulnerable. “You've always had a habit of lying to yourself.”

“You don’t know me.” Connor weakly defends, wanting to get out of here, away from Markus’ piercing gaze.

Markus scoffs, nodding slightly. “I suppose I don't.” He turns his head, looking at the mirror. “I'm done here, send me my lawyer, if you could be so kind.”  

Connor sighs and stands up. “As you wish.” He grabs his papers, ignoring the way his heart hammers in his chest and turns to walk towards the door. He almost makes it out of the room before Markus stops him.

“You know,” His smooth voice makes him stop, almost as if Markus pulled on a rope around his neck, preventing him for taking another step. “I've often wondered who was the most ruthless of my people.”

Connor turns back, waiting for Markus to continue. “I've always put my bets on North,” The older man stares at his hands once again as his fingers lazily track something on the table. “I've done worse than her, for sure, but that's because I hold her back. I believe that if I didn't, she would be a force of destruction not to reckoned with.”

His eyes flick up, meeting Connor's once again. “But I think recent developments have changed my opinion on that. You, Connor, are far more ruthless.”

The brunet lifts his chin, staring back. “I'm no murderer.”  

“No,” Markus agrees. “Not in the same way, I suppose. But murdering someone simply takes their live, does it not? You, however... you're far worse than that.”  

Now Connor realizes what that tone in Markus' voice is. Hurt. Connor has betrayed him, and he'd expected anger, rage, and fire. But Markus is hurt. Something inside Connor's chest breaks, and it takes everything not to break down and beg for forgiveness.  

“Did you take pleasure in it?” Markus questions as Connor remains silent. “All your speeches about trust and loyalty, I bet you enjoyed that, getting as close as you did, lying in everyone's face as they confined in you.” Even now, Markus carefully picks his words, Connor notices, careful not to say that can incriminate him more.

“I-” Connor wants to deny it, yell at Markus that he hated every minute of it, that he wishes things could be different, but he's too aware of the cameras and the mirror in the room, of all the watching eyes. “I was just doing my job.” It's an apology, he realizes as he says the words, a plea for understanding, however weak it is.

Markus smiles again, cold and hard, as he stares Connor down. “You tell yourself that. Have a good day, Detective.”

Taking the dismissal, Connor barley stops himself from bolting out of the door. As the lock closes behind him, he takes a moment to close his eyes and breathe, trying to calm down, wanting to erase Markus and his feelings from his mind and heart.

What has he gotten himself into?

[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

What are your thoughts on Veilguard?

I have soooo many thoughts, anon. I'm currently working on a long post that goes more in-depth about everything while I'm on my second playthrough, but to give a more brief overview with spoilers:

I enjoy playing Veilguard. I think it looks great. The character creator is great. It's fun to play. I love all of the companions; that's always one of my fears whenever first playing a game like this, like "oh god, what if I don't like one of them? What if one becomes the new Sebastian??"

Thankfully, that didn't happen. The only one I have any beef with is Manfred, and that's because he's a little cheater, how else does he keep winning at rock, paper, scissors??? I think I won only one game with him in my playthrough... suspicious, Rook can't possibly be THAT bad.

Anyway, my personal favorites are Davrin and Neve, but honestly? I love them all.

I thought it did a lot of things really well, some things even better than previous games.

I played as an elven Grey Warden warrior, Nesryn, and I had fun with her. Usually I don't play as warrior characters but the combat is actually fun with a sword and shield this time. She was definitely charming/humorous/"purple" in personality. She romanced Davrin, and honestly? Even outside of the romance, which is very good, her dynamic with him was a huge highlight of the game due to their bond over being wardens. It added an extra layer to the romance, and their banter with each other was just *chef kiss*. Also, Assan is their son and I love him, too.

I could gush about them forever. I don't know how his romance feels when you're not a warden, and I'm not romancing him on my second playthrough [though I am giving him longing looks from a distance] with my current lord of fortune Rook, but I imagine it's just as good.

There's a lot I like about the game...

But... it also did a lot of things worse than the previous games, and I have a huge bone to pick with what they did with Morrigan. Like... Morrigan's role in this game is, in my opinion, the worst thing they could've done to me, a Morrigan enjoyer, specifically. Like, did we not play Origins? Did we not pay attention to anything about Morrigan and Flemeth's relationship?

And can I just say that lore dumping is not a great way to do storytelling...? Nor is retconning that cutscene with Solas and Flemeth at the end of DAI. It's not really even the lore itself that bothers me, it's the way it was delivered a lot of the time where I'd just sit there like.... you couldn't figure out a way to deliver that better?

I acknowledge that it might be partially my fault for watching all of Solas' regrets one after another and then going to talk with Morrigan that made me incredibly bitter about that whole thing... but in my defense, the game makes it clear that it wants you to do everything you can before progressing the story. I wasn't someone who missed out on a lot of stuff due to recruiting Davrin too early; my friend who already finished the game warned me about that.... but that tells me what I should be doing, no? So of course I gathered all those damn wolf statuettes, of course I'm going to watch them all at once.

Oh, and the plot twist with Varric's death? ...y'all.

Again, I'm not even mad that Varric died. If anything, I totally expected it, but like... you're gonna do it like that? Really? Okay.

I'm writing that long post, and I'll answer any other asks that come my way, so I'll just say that my current feelings are that it's a fun game and I enjoy it, but the jury is still out on whether I think it's a good dragon age game, y'know?

[spilledw1ne]

"How did Manfred get so good at rock-paper-scissors?" Rose @ Emmrich

@soulcluster

He laughs, a light, airy sound, always so warmed in talking about his beloved assistant. It's a comfort to hear Manfred putter about behind him, lost in his work cataloguing the library -- a job which Emmrich insisted there was no need for, but Manfred's spirited will marched forth with anyway. Perhaps his companion was covertly pushing him away from his homesickness, urging him to lean on others.

“You see, I feel a new life deserves to know the simple pleasures of one’s existence, something so small but innate as a game of rock-paper-scissors. The cornerstone of every childhood and patron of nostalgia.” How many games had he played over the course of his life? As a young orphan trying to find connection, then an apprentice passing time between lessons. It's not a very exciting game, or rather remarkable in memory, but it's what it means for the memories, the way it provides a base. "So I'm very much to blame."

Emmrich smiles. "If you would like, I could use another perspective when it comes to Manfred's development. He shouldn't learn just from me, but all walks of life."

[yyxandere]

If it's no trouble, can you do a Miles Edgeworth x Reader(with an abusive Father that tries to come back into readers life).

･ ｡ﾟ☆ 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

[♡]ー ꒱・！CHARACTER！:: MILES EDGEWORTH.

✧.* gender/pronouns ─ 'You' pronouns

✧.* prompt ─ You having an abusive father that wants to come back to your life

✩.* note ─ I hope you like it anon!! Didn’t really go full out on this one so sorry 😭

✩.* TRIGGER WARNINGS ─ SPOILERS FOR TURNABOUT GOODBYES, Abusement of Power, Isolation, and Manipulation

• Miles know how it feels like to have an abusive father, well in his case it was years in his adult hood that he knew how abusive Manfred was. So Miles knows and feels it like to he in your position.

• If you want to try and reconcile with your father, he would try and talk you out of it after hearing what he had done. Miles a isolation type yandere, he doesn't like it when people try to get close to you. But if thus is what you truly want then all he can do is sigh and call your father.

• Don't get that twisted though, he would be extremely protective whenever your near your father, always ready to raise his voice if he ever does something to hurt you.

・ "Are you really sure that you want to meet your father?....It is best if you don't..."

• But if you deny your father from entering your life, he would support you along the way and if your father is stubborn and wouldn't leave you alone, then Miles wouldn't hesitate to give you a paper restraining order for your father, so by law he can't try to even reconcile with you.

• If he does then Mile's would use some strings to make sure that your father would be fired from his job, kicked out of his job and many more if he doesn't stay away from you, Mile's knows its wrong but what he did to you was unforgivable.

・ "Mh? You haven't heard from your father for a while now? Well that good for him, he certainly doesn't want to be in court better yet, me as the prosecutor. . ."

• But if your father caused any kind of phycological or physical truama, then you will have no choice on this.

• The moment he heard that your father is trying to come back to your life, he would immediately keep you on his house. He will not risk the traumatic memories flooding back when you see him.

[roseofblogging]

The gang's all here.

There wasn't much time to rest or feel guilty over Teriso. Not that Rook didn't feel bad--it was eating up at her inside--but she tried to keep herself busy. She had two potential allies to check out, but first she needed to visit Treviso to see what help they needed immediately. Jacobus thoroughly chewed her out. He's a kid, and she tried not to let him rile her up, but she couldn't blame him. Lucanis was taking a break. Keeping busy, certainly, or maybe avoiding her? She didn't see him when running around Treviso killing darkspawn and clearing out pustules of blight.

Professor Volkarin--or Emmrich, as he insists he be called without any honorifics--was not what she expected. They needed an expert on the Fade, and the professor hardly got out. She expected some sort of mad scientist animating the dead, but he was a surprisingly chipper sort, happy to get out of the Necropolis and learn while putting his knowledge to use. Rook couldn't help seeing him as a sort of father figure to Bellara, or perhaps to most of the team as well. Bellara loves to ask questions and think out loud, and she never slows down...until Emmrich reminds her to do so. His skeleton servant, Manfred, has also been a surprisingly comical addition to the team; Rook has yet to beat him at rock-paper-scissors.

Before checking on their dragon expert addition to the team, Rook visited Davrin to take the griffon, Assan, out on a baby version of a hunting trip. Assan still has a lot to learn, and every time Davrin wants to push him harder, something gnaws at Rook. Yes, Assan has the cutest baby face a griffon could possibly have, yes his cheeks are so squishable and his nose so boopable, but he really is so, so young. And he lost the other 12 members of his family. He's not a person, but surely that has to have some effect on him, right? So Rook continues to remind Davrin to go slowly, that pushing him too hard too fast could get him into danger. (Davrin's only survived this long thanks to a supreme amount of luck on top of his already polished skills. The same probably goes for her, too.)

Next, Rook traveled to Rivain for the first time in her life. Neve noted to her that the coastline on which they were looking out shared waters with Minrathous, right where they shared some food from Hal's stand, Neve's favorite place to eat in the city. All of Thedas is connected, even if that's hard to forget when you spend your time in one place. In a way, she's grateful she was forced to run from Minrathous and start traveling the world with Varric. It's taught her so much more about other cultures and people.

For example, in Rivain, they recruited Taash, a young qunari who has the remarkable ability to breathe fire and knows a lot about dragons. Rook and Taash are still mostly strangers, but the pair did share a romp through the coastline to give one of Taash's friends some food (a qunari deserter), during which Rook learned Taash feels at odds with both the qunari and the people in Rivain who fear the qunari. As much as she wanted to make a biting comment about how people will always fear what they don't understand, Rook tried to think positively. She wasn't a great judge of qunari ages compared to elf ages, but Taash seemed young. Best to hold off on any jaded comments.

(omg Taash is so tall! Well, Rook's also short.)

Bellara's been talking Taash's ear off, asking all about what the Lords of Fortune do with cultural artifacts.

Now it's back to the Lighthouse to check their next steps.

Dragon Age: The Veilguard liveblog

Hello! I often post Splatoon stuff here or reblog Tales RPG stuff, but I'm currently sucked into Dragon Age: The Veilguard and want to dump my thoughts on my game somewhere that I can look back on later.

If you want to avoid these either because of spoilers or because you just do not want to see it, I'll be using the tags: rose plays veilguard and dragon age: the veilguard spoilers, and you can blacklist those.

With that said, here we go!

The background for my Rook: She's a mage originally from a Dalish clan that greatly worships Elgar'nan, the father of the elven pantheon, god of vengeance, justice, retribution, and the sun. She grew up eagerly taking the vallislin and vowed to help the helpless, invoking Elgar'nan's name when doing so. (All the while, I, giggle at the sheer irony of how she'd hate the Evanuris--whom she currently worships--for them having been slavers.)

After she moved away to see more of the world, she found herself loving both the glitz and the grime of Minrathous in the Tevinter Empirium: the street markets were nothing like she'd ever encountered at home, and she became enamored.

Then she learned about the much darker side of Tevinter, and the fact that slavery was still legal there infuriated her. That's when she joined the Shadow Dragons and eventually made a name for herself freeing a bunch of slaves, going against the Shadow Dragons' plan to go slower and avoid attention. She doesn't regret freeing people, but she recognizes her actions had consequences for the Shadow Dragons and probably endangered a lot of people after she was forced to flee the city.

She's looked up to Varric ever since he found her and asked her to help them track down Solas. She's not fond of essentially being the leader in his place now, and she goes to him for advice a lot. He always manages to cheer her up no matter how much she beats herself up.

We're still early in the game's story, and while Solas didn't outright say at the start that the elven gods enslaved people, she got the sense the stories she'd grown up learning weren't entirely true. Now that she's lived through a couple of Solas's memories of fighting back against Elgar'nan, she has very mixed feelings about her prior hero-worship of the Evanuris father (she still does not know the truth about vallislin's origins). Time will tell how she'll feel eventually having to face Elgar'nan himself, now that he's escaped Solas's imprisonment.

She finds Solas pretty irritating and full of himself, but her conversations with him in the Fade have made her see him for more of who he is: a very old man who wanted to save people but is ultimately fallible and prone to mistakes like anyone, including severe lapses in judgment and an inability to listen to people he views as far younger, far more inexperienced, and deluded by a millennium of lies passed down as culture. For which he's right! That irritates her even more.

Where we're at now: Varric is injured and out of battle for what seems to be a long time. Harding has become a sweet friend, and Rook is looking forward to learning more about this strange stone magic she acquired from Solas's ancient dagger.

Neve, oh my gosh *swoon* aaaa. Kinda crushing hardcore. Excited about working with another person from the Shadow Dragons, especially someone with such fantastic inductive reasoning skills. We're aligned on some major core values. Both fiercely love Minrathous.

Bellara is incredibly sweet! Crushing--not sure if romantic or platonic, but definitely wanna learn more about her. The way she rambles is adorable. She's a fantastic tinkerer, brilliant, and full of life with a sense of adventure. Her enthusiasm is infectious!

Lucanis...yet another *swoon* He's only just joined, so Rook doesn't know much about him yet, and having a contract killer with a demon living in his head is concerning, but she's trying not to be judgmental about it. After her first one-on-one with him, she's feeling like he has a really good handle on that situation, though she feels awful for him and how he's constantly sleep-deprived because of that situation. She plans to sit down with him for coffee on the regular. (My own thoughts from being able to see the interactions with Spite: OH MY GOSH LOL he's hot) Plus, he takes his work seriously, and it's not like he wants ancient elves unleashing the worst Blight upon the world, worse than any of us can imagine. So, she can work with him, and she's got a good vibe about him at the moment. It's not like she hasn't killed people before.

[ann-lolziez]

tears of themis | vyn richter

hi ! in my last post, i said id make a big post about facts and information i have about vyn richter ( ive gathered it from all cards, personal story, and some future cards, so it might have spoilers ) ! enjoy !

⋆ ฺ ｡ *: ･ vyn ⋆ ฺ ｡ *: ･  

✧ basic facts !

➥ name : vyn richter

↳ full name : vilhelm richard albert de haspran

➥ age : 27

➥ blood type : AB

➥ birthday : 09 / 27

➥ main profession : psychiatrist

↳ secondary profession : university professor

➥ height : 1,78 m

  ✧ background !

➥ moved to stellis in year 2028

➥ comes from kingdom of svart

➥ works in criminal psychology

➥ has published multiple academic papers

  ✧ organizations !

➥ giannovyn mental health research center

↳ co-founder, owner

➥ nxx investigation team

↳ adjucator

➥ stellis university

↳ visiting professor

  ✧ hobbies and interests !

➥ gardening

➥ polo

➥ classical dance ( waltz, etc. )

➥ collecting tea sets

➥ making deserts

➥ card tricks / magic

➥ classical music

➥ playing piano

✧ facts !

➥ his favourite flower are roses

➥ his birth name is vilhelm

➥ his cousin also plays polo

➥ hes fluent in svart (?)

↳ SR : Lingering Warmth

➥ hes fluent in french

➥ hes a fast learner

➥he seems to like traveling (?)

➥ he once had a favourite vest, but after he lost a button he hasn't worn it, as it wasn't whole anymore

➥ he is somewhat ticklish

➥ he is nearsighted

➥ he has two doctorate degrees

↳ psychology

↳ pedagogy

➥ international liscense in clinical psychology and hypnotism

➥ his body temperature is naturally lower than from others

➥ he does an audio diary ( or something like that ), where he puts down the information of that day

➥ he knows how to sword fight ( probably something dukes learn in kingdom of svart )

↳ SR : Gentleman´s Game

➥ ragnar is his cousin, and only son from his uncle

➥ he did not know how to ride a bike before we met,,,

↳ SR : Cool Summer

 ✧ IMPORTANT !!

( spoilers for future events and cards, specifically RRG )

➥ his das was a duke or royalty in svart, his mom didn't want to convert to the svart religion which is why his dad got hated on by the church

➥ because of that, the mom left and his dad became an alcoholic for a while

➥ vyn has always been interested in psychology and people's minds but that's down looked by the church in svart

➥ his mom maybe was a commoner?, which is why manfred and ragnar (cousin, other person) said it was inherited taste and matching to his status

↳  SR : Gentleman´s Game

➥ vyn is trying to cut all ties and all clues to follow him back to his actual duke-ness !!!! these are very basic informations, but i tried to bundle them all together, as ive been writing them down ever since ive started playing and thought maybe someone else would like to see all this ! i rarely spoiler myself for his cards ( because i want to see them with my own eye, hehe ), but ill update this list in the future aswell ! would you like to see one for artem, luke or marius aswell ?

lots of love,

-ann !!

[adventurer-gearld]

I am curious about this Au. Tell me all about it

Alright so. Ace Attorney, but now they have Pokémon, it may not change the storyline massively BUT everyone has a backstory and events that transpire with the pokèmon, like how they were caught, names and what happens to them in the course of the games! I think about interactions and all that a lot

It gets pretty long, and also spoilers for the Ace Attorney games

Phoenix: the fletchling line, and a scorpi -the fletchlings name is Twig, he got Twig when he was 10 or so, after DL-6. -Twig evolves at the end of each of the trilogy games -Twig is an enjoyer of bitter food -frequently tries putting themself between Phoenix and danger, it doesn't work and they both usually get hurt. -during the confrontation with Manfred in the records room, they did just that, unfortunately flying types are weak to electric

The Scorpi is unamed at the moment -originally Dahlia's pokemon, Phoenix adopted them after she went to jail -Dahlia wasn't a bad trainer per say, but she wasn't a good one either -was very very wary of Phoenix at first -now very very protective of him -stays at home, or in their pokeball most of the time -i cant. Draw scorpi

-Phoenix's battle style includes a lot of feinting and subtle commands through his tone of voice or hand movements. -Twig and the scorpi originally didnt get along, but now they are inseparable

Maya: Zorua, Phantump and Trevenant -The Feys have a connection with psychic, ghost and dark types that allow them a better understanding of them, ghost types to the highest degree, so Feys will have a pokemon of those types as a partner

the Zorua is named Cheese, short for Cheeseburger -Maya found them when she was around 7 in the wild, and made friends with them using food. Caught Cheese when she was 10 and stole a pokeball from the professor who was supposed to give her a starter -uses their illusions to play pranks and steal, Maya endorses this -is dead actually -died trying to protect Maya from De Killer -ITS OKAY THOUGH they came back :D -became a hisuian Zorua, a ghost/normal type after death due to wanting a lot of vengeance against De Killer -evolves at some point during the 7 year gap

Trevenant and Phantump, Charley and Charlie -Charley, the Trevenant, was Mia's pokemon -isn't really Maya's, mostly just on paper so they weren't released -just hangs around the office -sad all the time

-Charlie, the phantump just kinda appeared in the office a few weeks after Mia's death -conveniently always disappears when Mia gets channeled -wears a yellow scarf

Maya's battling style consists of really fast attacks as to not let her opponent get any attacks in

Miles: Sylveon -named Pess -Manfred doesn't like pokemon, so Miles didn't have one in the first game, and DL-6 happened before he got a starter -when he went missing for a year is when he acquired Pess -went missing, did soul searching, got a brown dog, it turned into a pink dog, went home -Sylveon evolve with friendship so you know Miles is a good trainer

quite inexperienced at battling, both Phoenix and Maya can beat him easily

Franziska: Morpeko -named Winzig -didnt have a pokemon until Investigations where she just shows up with one and never mentions to Miles how she got one -she found them injured and after some deliberation and character development kicking in, she chose to heal them -after Winzig was healed she released it back to the wild -they kept showing up on her doorstep until she relented and caught them -now she always has a supply of snacks on her person at all times, as Morpeko get very hungry -highly protective of Winzig!! -if anyone insults them, instant whip, no warning -everybody knows she cares a lot about her pokemon, she will not admit it though

also inexperienced in battling, she's better than Miles though, Phoenix and Maya still easily win however