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ihhfhonao3 · 7 months ago

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ace attorney fic request: Maya starts taking clown training from Moe and gets her own clown uniform with the red nose and everything

OH MY GOD IM SORRY THAT THIS TOOK FORTY YEARS TO FINISH. All my motivation just DISAPPEARED like the beginning of May so I hope this scratches at least a bit of a (VERY LATE) itch. Thanks for requesting, fic is under the cut!

Lawrence Curls- better known as Moe the clown- wasn’t typically the type of man to be surprised by too much. If he was forced to pinpoint a moment in his life where he became so desensitized to practically everything, the last straw would likely be being a firsthand witness to murder. Not to mention that the person who was murdered was his own late boss.

There were many other events in his life that started to slowly etch away at his ability to care about most things. Practically losing all ability to ever talk to his wife or daughter was pretty up there in terms of life events that started to wear down the camel’s back. It was quite ironic when he thought about it- women always say that they love humorous men when it comes to relationships. But that wasn’t something that Moe was thinking about in this current moment. No, instead he was thinking about what to do with Maya Fey.

The girl had barged into the circus tent early that morning, startling Moe and almost making him lose his balance on a big inflatable ball. On accident, this time. But once he was sure that he wasn’t going to topple over, Moe hopped off the ball and asked what Maya needed. He remembered her being the assistant to that lawyer who defended Max Galactica not too long ago- Wright was his name.

Nothing could prepare Moe for the shock that came with hearing that Maya wanted to become a circus clown.

“I think it’d be fun!” She said. “And you’re one of the best clowns around I know!”

Moe almost corrected her by saying that he was likely the only clown around she knew, but he kept quiet.

Maya continued to blabber on and on about how she admired Moe and his sense of humor, gushing about how classy and hilarious his jokes were. Moe thought she was simply being patronizing, but if that was the case, she sure as hell was convincing. Moe let Maya finish speaking before he talked himself.

“I just don’t really understand,” Moe said, eyeing Maya up and down. “WHY do you want to be a clown? Of all the careers there are, you choose… this?”

“Didn’t I make it clear? I admire you so much!” Maya said cheerily. “What you do is super awesome- I wanna be like you!”

“Yeah, well, I think you’re choosing the wrong role model here. This job made my wife leave me! HAHAHAHAHA!” Moe laughed.

Maya just stared at him.

“God, I miss her…” Moe mumbled. “I mean uh, this job doesn’t pay that well. Are you sure? I could teach you something way better, like business management!”

Maya made a face. “No thank you. I appreciate your offer, and congratulations on your promotion, but I’ve made up my mind.”

Moe sighed. “Whatever floats your boat, I suppose. Are you sure that this is what you wanna do? You’re completely and totally up for the task?”

Maya nodded vigorously. “Of course! I am but your pupil, sir.”

Maya made an exaggerated bow, and Moe laughed. He then told Maya to come back to the circus at the same time tomorrow, to begin her training.

So now Moe was here, sitting in his office, thinking about what he should do with this situation. He truly didn’t want to turn down such a sweet girl and crush all of her dreams, but she had such a bright future ahead of her doing what she was currently doing. Moe couldn’t exactly remember what it was specifically, but he was sure that whatever it was, it was miles better than being a circus clown. Looking back, Moe sometimes couldn’t even remember what it was that initially motivated him to become a part of the circus. He always thought himself to be quite funny, so surely the logical conclusion after that was to disappoint his family and become a clown.

Of course, they hadn’t been disappointed at the beginning, but that wasn’t the point.

The point was, this Fey girl had so much life to live- and part of Moe worried that she was actively throwing her life away by choosing this career path. But another thing tugged at him- if she truly was passionate about this, who was he to stop her from following her dreams? Moe could remember a time when he himself was like that. Zealous and passionate, full of piss and vinegar.

Moe laughed at the phrase inside his head. What a dumb saying. Maybe he’ll make a joke out of that one at the next performance that was to come.

Eventually, Moe found his answer, after several minutes of deep thought.

He was going to accept the request and teach Maya how to be an amazing clown.

He quickly got to work writing down tips and ideas for routines that she could perform, depending on what area of clownhood Maya wanted to focus on. What she had to learn in order to tell jokes was very different from what she had to learn in order to dance on an inflatable ball. Moe made sure to take note of this, as well as write down rough outlines of ideas for routines that Maya could perform. At around two in the morning, he decided to call it a night and go to bed.

Kicking himself for going to sleep so late, Moe dragged himself out of bed at the crack of dawn so he could practice a bit before Maya arrived. Sure enough, as Moe was reciting some jokes he had freshly come up with, the girl returned and tapped him on the shoulder.

“Ah! Maya!” Moe said as cheerfully as physically possible as he turned around. “Glad to see you again. You really are committed, huh?”

Maya nodded rigorously. “Totally! I’m dedicated to this clown thing! What’s my first lesson?”

“Well, have you thought about what kind of clown you want to be?” Moe asked.

Maya stared at him. “I didn’t know that there’s different types of clowns.”

Moe chuckled. “Oh yeah, there’s lots! …Well, actually, there’s only about four I could think of, and one of them is a scary clown, which we’re not doing. So you can choose between a joke clown, a stunt clown, or a prank clown.”

“What do each of them do?” Maya asked.

“Jokes clowns tell jokes like I do,” Moe said. “Stunt clowns do stuff like balancing on a big inflatable ball while juggling. And prank clowns suffer pain for the enjoyment of others. HAHAHAHA! I’m kidding. Well, not really. They do stuff like falling over on purpose and throwing pie in each other’s faces. Technically, I dabble between all three, but since you’re a beginner, let’s choose just one for now.”

Maya closed her eyes and thought. Within a few moments, she opened them back up again and said “Okay, I choose prank clown.”

“Excellent choice!” Moe said excitedly. “Now, let’s get to your training. Follow me to my office.”

Maya trailed after Moe as he headed to his office. Once he went inside, he opened a closet that had a bunch of clown gear. He pulled out a purple suit with yellow stripes on it and big plastic buttons that looked like pink flowers, then handed it to Maya.

“This will be your suit. Wear it well, it is a symbol of honor.” Moe almost burst out laughing at the absurdity of what he was saying, but he really wanted to sell Maya on this. He didn’t want to crush her dreams.

Just as Moe expected, Maya lit up and thanked him, then grabbed the suit and ran to the bathroom to immediately put it on. Moe waited for a couple minutes before Maya came back out, wearing the suit and a gigantic smile.

“Can I get funny shoes too?” Maya asked.

“Sure thing,” Moe replied, digging through his closet. “How does blue sound?”

“Perfect!” Maya said.

Moe handed the gigantic clown shoes to Maya. “Anything else you’d like?”

Maya tapped her chin, thinking. “OH! Could I have a big nose like yours?”

Moe stared at Maya. “This is my real nose.”

Maya went quiet. A moment passed before she said, “Oh… I am so sorry…”

“Ha! It’s totally fine,” Moe laughed. He was trying his hardest to not lose his patience, but he hated thinking about his nose. Far too many people thought it was fake for his liking.

Maya quietly took off her current shoes and replaced them with the big, broad blue clown shoes. She walked around the office a bit, trying out how they felt.

“They’re way too big, but that’s the point, isn’t it?” Maya said.

“It is indeed,” Moe said. “Now you seem to be all set. Follow me down to the main tent and we can begin your training.”

Maya did a silent cheer as she started to stumble her way back to the tent with Moe. Moe walked extra slowly so as to not leave Maya behind, but she got a hang of the shoes quicker than he expected. Maybe she is meant to have this job, Moe thought to himself. Hey, I’d be crazy if I were to judge!

By the time the two had returned to the main tent, there were some other performers with the circus who were already there practicing. Maya watched as three women made a human pyramid together in one corner of the tent. It was extremely intriguing to her.

Moe turned around to face Maya for a moment. “Stay here for a bit, will you?”

“I’ll be right here!” Maya beamed.

Moe strained a smile and then hurried to the front of the tent to meet Max Galactica at the entrance, who was just walking in. Maya couldn’t hear their conversation, but from the looks of it, Moe was telling him something important. After a couple of minutes, Moe returned to Maya.

“So, where do we start?” Maya asked eagerly.

“First off, I’m going to teach you what could be one of the most important things to know when being a prank clown,” Moe said. “And that is… the humorous fall.”

Maya seemed confused, so Moe stepped back to demonstrate. He walked a few paces before stepping on his own shoes on purpose, thus tripping and falling over. As he fell, Moe kicked his back foot slightly to propel him forwards and exaggerate the fall, and stuck his arms out to break it so he didn’t get too seriously hurt. Moe then stood up and took a bow as Maya clapped for him.

“What you’re gonna want to do is force yourself to fall,” Moe said. “After you do that, push off of the leg that still has a bit of traction. That emphasizes your fall and makes it funnier.”

“Okay, let me try!” Maya said.

Maya then followed suit in a similar fashion, tripping over her huge shoes and then falling over.

“Not bad, not bad,” Moe critiqued. “But you aren’t pushing forwards enough. Pushing off and forwards really gives the fall that oomph that audiences want. Practice again.”

Maya did as she was told, with her form only being slightly better this time.

“All right, practice your falls when you get the chance,” said Moe.

“I don’t get it…” Maya stated as she got up and dusted herself off. “Why do we want to break our fall? Wouldn't actually getting hurt be more funny?”

Moe snorted slightly. “You’re right, it would. But healthcare is too damn expensive in this country for us to be able to fall like you normally would. HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Maya looked a little bit disdained by that comment, so Moe coughed curtly and changed the subject.

“Ahem. Um, there’s different ways you can fall too, to switch things up so as to not be too repetitive in your routine,” Moe told Maya.

Moe then proceeded to show Maya how to fall to her side and how to fall backwards, as well as showcased the many different ways that one can slip on a banana peel. Moe explained the use of the banana peel and its significance to the clown act in a circus. Needless to say, Maya was truly enjoying her time learning how to perform in the circus. The magical glow in her eyes that was present when she was investigating the circus with Phoenix all that time ago had since returned, livening her attitude and keeping her cheery. Maybe Moe was disillusioned, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out why Maya was so happy about this. He guessed that she was going to quit the whole ordeal sometime within the week.

Moe watched as Maya practiced her falls, mesmerized by her determination. Eventually, he snapped back to his senses.

“Um, I think that’s enough for now,” Moe said eventually. “Here, follow me. You can learn how to throw pies next.”

Maya beamed and wiped her hands on her pants, then followed Moe outside the tent. Directly outside of it stood three targets and a small stack of tin pie pans.

“Here is where I practice throwing pies,” Moe said. He picked up one of the tin pans, lifted it to his shoulder, and chucked it right at the target. It hit right in the center.

“That was awesome!” Maya cried. “How’d you do it?”

“Practice, of course,” said Moe. “And look-” Moe picked up one of the pie pans from the stack.

“We don’t have actual pies in them so we don’t waste resources, but we do have dirt packaged inside of them sealed with cling wrap and tape,” Moe said. He titled the pan to show Maya. Sure enough, there was a layer of cling wrap on the top of the pan, secured in place with duct-tape. Below the plastic wrap, inside the pan was a layer of dirt that filled the pan to about halfway. Moe handed the pan to Maya.

“Wow, it weighs almost like a real pie!” she said. “That’s super smart.”

Moe grinned. “Thanks, I came up with it myself. Now, throw that pan at the target, following my lead.”

Maya nodded and did as Moe did- raising the pan to her shoulder and chucking it as hard as she could. It landed near the left of the target.

“Almost,” Moe said encouragingly. “A little more to the right. Focus your eyes on the center of the target, at the bullseye.”

Maya retrieved her pan and tried again, getting closer to the center this time.

“Good!” Moe said. “Practice this and your falls for a little bit. Can I trust you to not burn down the establishment while I go work out some finances?”

“You can count on me, boss!” Maya said, straightening up and saluting at Moe, before proceeding to almost hit a nearby animal trainer in the head with a bad throw.

Moe grimaced. Part of him didn’t know how much he could count on Maya. She had ambition, but she was excitable at times. And new.

Moe headed inside the tent and eventually found Benjamin Woodman, who was aimlessly watching Max practice his magic tricks. Moe could’ve sworn he saw some scorn in his eyes.

“Ben,” Moe called. Ben looked up.

“Would you mind watching over the girl practicing pie-throws outside? She’s a newbie, I don’t really trust her to not knock someone unconscious,” Moe said.

Ben nodded and got up from his spot on the floor, exiting the tent without a word.

“Sometimes I wonder why I don’t fire these airheads,” Moe muttered to himself as he headed to his office.

~~~

Maya picked up another pie pan and lobbed it at the target. It was slightly above the bullseye.

“So close!” she said to herself. She went to grab the three pans that she had just thrown, retrieving them from the grass. She then stacked them on top of the other pans that sat on the ground beside her.

Truth be told, Maya was having the time of her life. She was learning so much in such a short period of time, and for the first time in what felt like forever, she was learning about something that she actually cared about and wanted to learn. This wasn’t at all like her spirit medium lessons back in Khura’in.

Maya threw another pie pan at one of the targets as a man in a white coat holding a ventriloquist dummy walked outside and started watching her.

“Oh, hello!” Maya said cheerily as she lobbed another pan. The man simply nodded at her.

Maybe he’s scared of my good arm! Maya thought confidently. She tossed another pan and then went to retrieve it.

The man watched her every move wordlessly, his expression unchanged and static.

“So, uh, what’s your name?” Maya asked, becoming increasingly nervous from being watched.

The man avoided eye contact, but in turn the puppet placed its wooden hand on its hip and spoke.

“The name is Trilo Quist,” the puppet said. “And this big oaf is Ben. Who’s asking?”

“M-Maya Fey…” Maya muttered. The man didn’t seem to move his mouth at all when the puppet spoke for him. Maya was impressed- the man must have lots of skill.

“Tell me Maya, why are you doing this… pan-throwing thingy? Don’t you have something better to do?” asked Trilo.

Gee, what a character! Maya thought to herself. “Eh, no, I was told to practice my pie throws. Mr. Moe said I should, actually.”

“Mr. Moe? Ha! A fool like that doesn’t need a respective title,” Trilo joked.

Maya looked at him as she threw another pie pan. For some reason, that statement made her angry. “I’ll have you know that Mr. Moe has been nothing but kind and respectful of my goals here, not to mention very supportive and eager to teach me what it means to be a clown.”

“Whatever floats your boat, I suppose,” Trilo shrugged. Ben still refused to make eye contact.

Maya threw another pie pan. “Why are you here anyways? I mean this in the nicest way possible, but if you’re just going to be here to insult my teacher, I’d rather you leave me be.”

“Your teacher, who is also my boss, I’ll have you know, instructed me to watch over you here,” Trilo said matter-of-factly. “He doesn’t trust you to not burn something down.”

“Har har,” Maya muttered. She wasn’t sure how much she liked this Trilo fellow. Surely the Ben guy was far nicer anyways.

“Why do you talk so much and Ben doesn’t?” Maya inquired as she retrieved her pie pans once more.

“That’s because Ben doesn’t have anything interesting to say,” Trilo said confidently.

Maya rolled her eyes as she stacked the pie pans once more and started to head back into the tent.

“Hey, where are you headed?” Trilo cried. “I’m not supposed to let you out of my sight!”

Probably because your regular job isn’t that important, Maya thought. “I’m just going inside so I can practice falling now.”

Maya could’ve sworn she heard snickering coming from the dummy, but she decided to ignore it. She found herself an empty section of the tent to practice in, wedged between some animal trainers and a magician. Maya cleared some of the sharp rocks and dirt from the ground and started to practice as Ben and Trilo watched her again.

As she practiced her falls, she wondered if Moe was going to come back. And she wondered how Phoenix was doing. And She wondered if Moe was proud of her. And she wondered if this was all a stupid idea.

“…Are ya sure you’re not getting hurt?” Trilo asked suddenly. “Because I’m pretty sure Moe will be a little more than ticked if he found that I was complacent in hurting a newbie. Even though you getting hurt should be your fault.”

“I promise, I’m okay,” Maya strained. Something about this Trilo guy made her irrationally irritated. Not to mention, if she remembered correctly, he was kind of a creep anyways. Maya wondered if it was the puppeteer or the puppet itself that was a creep. She settled on the idea of it being both of them.

“Alright, alright, I was just checking…” Trilo said. He sounded offended.

Maya was becoming increasingly irked by Trilo, but she tried her hardest not to let it bother her. She breathed deep in between her trips and falls, grounding herself before each time. After a little while, Maya was getting a tad bored.

“I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I looked around the circus a bit, would you?” Maya asked Trilo more than Ben.

“I would mind, actually,” Trilo proclaimed. “You can’t walk around unattended.”

“So escort me,” Maya said, putting a hand on her hip.

Ben looked increasingly uncomfortable. After a long pause, Trilo eventually muttered “Fine.”

The pair that was more of a trio started to walk around the circus. Maya watched the magician Max Galactica, Phoenix’s old client, practice his magic tricks. She watched as he cut a box in half and fiddled with some pieces of cloth that were tied together into one long string. Maya didn’t really understand how any of that related to being a magician, but he seemed to know what he was doing.

Maya then went to look at the animal tamers. Ben and Trilo stayed around thirty feet away from the animals, much to Maya’s suspicion. She assumed it had something to do with the lion scandal that happened all that time ago. Maya watched as a tiger jumped through hoops and a woman rode on an elephant. Regina Berry, the lead animal trainer, was cheering the creatures on as they performed their tricks. Maya smiled. Regina looked like she was having so much fun.

Maya eventually lost track of time and realized that she had been on too long of a break when she found that Ben and Trilo were nowhere to be found and Moe was approaching her.

“Maya!” Moe called. “Maya, come out to the front of the tent please. I need to talk with you.”

Maya hesitated. She was a little nervous. Had she done something wrong? Did Trilo and Ben tell on her? Did they say that she hadn’t been practicing? Maya swallowed nervously and went to the entrance of the tent.

“Maya, I just wanted to thank you for your dedication,” Moe said. “Not too many people stick around this long, believe it or not. So I admire you for keeping with it.”

“Oh, uh, thanks!” Maya grinned. “I’m actually having a lot of fun.”

Moe reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “Here. I wanted to give you this. As a reward- and since you did want to have one of your own.”

Maya opened the box and inside was a classic red rubber clown nose. She gasped and immediately popped it on her face, laughing at how it felt on her.

“How do I look?” Maya asked, spinning in a circle.

“Like an absolute fool,” Moe smiled. “So, I trust you’ll come back here at the same time tomorrow?”

“Yes sir!” Maya said, saluting Moe. “You can count on me!”

Moe laughed. “Get out of here. Go home, have some dinner, say hi to that Wright guy for me.”

“I will!” Maya said as she started to run home.

She had oh so conveniently forgotten about the clown shoes that were still on her feet, tripping over them when she had gotten no more than thirty feet from the circus tent.

#fanfiction #fanfic #fic request #fanfic request #ace attorney #ao3 #maya fey #lawrence curls #THIS HAD NO BETA SO IM SORRY IF ITS SHIT DHEDYGGEDHY

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transpoettryinghisbest · 9 months ago

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Scenes we'd like to see as Ace Attorney characters part 3

Rip Mock the Week, we'll miss you

Blaise Debeste: You know what, I might just go and dig a big hole to get over the stress of my wife's disappearance.

Karin Jenson: The cause of death was the Autopsy. Turns out he was alive when he came in

Simon Keyes: Everybody on the floor! Ah I didn't say Simon says!

Luke Atmey: Hello, we’re the fashion police, let me see the body. Ooh! Blue with green? He deserved to die.

Ben Woodman: I love you lots. Let's see what Trilo thinks of you. Trilo: DIE BITCH

Pal Meraktis: I’ve looked at your x-ray and I don’t quite know how to say this…there’s a big skeleton living in your body.

Jaques Portsman: Your Honour, that beard makes you look really gay

Raymond Shields: Well, you have to hand it to relay runners, don’t you? Get it?

Aristotle Means: In a jurisdiction navigating the labyrinthine interplay of evolving sociocultural norms, systemic inequities, and jurisprudential doctrine, how should the legal apparatus conscientiously balance the imperatives of punitive deterrence- How's your lucky pencil case now???

Turner Gray: The good news is can save your leg, but the bad news is I can’t save the rest of you

Lotta Hart: The public have spoken, and they've said that I suck.

Tyrell Badd: Two inches to the left and that bullet would've gone through your eyeball. But as is, it went through your other eyeball

Horace Knightly: Do I have permission to take the shot? No? Oh yeah I’m supposed to be protecting the president, I forgot.

Paul Atishon: I understand that people are worried about schools and hospitals but what you don’t understand is I don't give a shit

Part 2 is here. I can't find part 1 sorry :(

#mock the week #scenes we'd like to see #ace attorney #ace attorney spoilers #ace attorney incorrect quotes #ace attorney memes

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reddbuster · 1 month ago

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In all seriousness, what're your opinions on the three dlc/bonus cases from across the series (rise from the ashes, turnabout reclaimed, and turnabout time traveler).

Oh that’s a good question actually! Not exactly a brave or controversial opinion here but I really like rfta. I understand why some people feel like it drags on too long (and there are definitely some parts of the case that I feel could have been shortened or cut) especially if you’re just here for the story and aren’t all that into the mystery. But I really enjoyed it. The mystery is fun and compelling and the themes of corruption present in the entire series really come to head here in a satisfying way. I also love Edgeworth’s arc in this case because this is arguably him at one of his lowest points. like wow way to kick a man when he’s already down. He definitely needed it though. Also my beautiful wife Lana is there and she sucks so bad it’s awesome I love her. When I first played the case I wasn’t huge on Ema for the first bit because quite frankly I missed Maya and I wanted her back. And of course there is no replacing Maya my favorite my best friend but honestly Ema grew on me really really fast. She distinguished herself from Maya enough to be her own character worth caring about but she also provided that much-needed pep to an otherwise dreary case. Also the way they build tension in that case…..chef’s kiss. One of my favorite cases probably in the entire series. Turnabout reclaimed is..decent. It’s a fun silly ace attorney case and generally a good time! It just…isn’t much more than that to me. There were also a few things in it that felt kind of iffy to me, like the way the game clearly expects you to look at Norma DePlume as unattractive and thus relies on this assumption for some of it’s humour beats. Period typical fatphobia I guess (The period in question being now). I also felt like the treatment of rap music in this case was a little mean-spirited but idk maybe I’m just sensitive. Overall though it was a pretty fun DLC case, I really like that we get to see Athena and Phoenix in action as investigative partners, I think they have a really fun dynamic! Also of course I love that they brought back Pearls for this case. my darling my angel my daughter who I raised myself et cetera I will never say no to a Pearl cameo even when it feels a little ham-fisted.

Turnabout Time Traveler is a tricky one because I am only just replaying it now and the last time I played it all the way through was a very long time ago but I will try my best to give my thoughts on it nonetheless. I am a not-so-closeted romantic so even if it sucked absolute balls and had no other redeeming qualities, I feel like I still would have gotten some enjoyment out of it. However I am also a not-so-closeted PW Trilogy fanatic so the whole premise of this case is right up my alley. I won’t lie and say I think this case is completely fantastic. The mystery is pretty easy to figure out overall and most people figure out who the killer is not long into the case. The nostalgia trip, while appreciated in some ways, also comes off as slightly forced in some moments to me. I feel like the way some of the returning characters are written (Larry, Edgeworth, even Maya to an extent) feels like it’s flattening the depth of them a little bit? I feel like that with a lot of moments in the Yamazaki games but I definitely find it more grating here than I ever did in investigations. And quite frankly I found some of the high-tech gadgetry shit a little too goofy even for ace attorney. I’ve always felt that aa is at its best when it balances the absurd soap opera bullshit (affectionate) with a believable setting and grounded character-based storytelling. And one of my biggest gripes with aa5 and 6 specifically is that for me they often failed to strike that balance. On the other hand, I do think turnabout time traveler is overall a really good time. The case, if not mindblowing, is entertaining, the characters are compelling to me, and I think the steampunk aesthetic of it all is a fun & fresh direction for a case to take, even if I rolled my eyes at some of the wannabe detective-gadget crap. And even if I have complaints about some of the characterization it IS really nice to have Phoenix, Maya, Edgeworth, Larry and Ema all together on one case. I am not immune to the We Put Your Faves In One Room and Made Them Solve a Mystery Together.

#Stedy you are forgiven for your past transgression <3 #asks #aa #almoststedytimetravel

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cannibalisticdespair · 3 months ago

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I felt like Danganronpa is not just inspired by the Persona series, but also some of the other SMT games in terms of tone, esoteric philosophy and such.

Like in the killing games, within the social aspects, character moments, and more slice of life stuff falls in line of what you would see in a Persona game.

But the hope/despair dichotomy, the absolute state of worldly collapse, and maybe more I missed is likely to be inspired from SMT. (Like SMT lll for example.)

What I'm saying is... we need a SMT/Persona style Danganronpa RPG! Let's gooooooooooooo!

Oh I absolutely agree! I’d say primary influences on Danganronpa I’ve noticed are such:

* SMT and Persona

* Metal Gear Solid

* Zero Escape

* Ace Attorney

* Kamaitachi no Yoru (localized as Banshee’s Last Cry, which is not a translation of the title)

* Neon Genesis Evangelion

* The works of Osamu Dazai

#despair.irl #ask #moots #danganronpa

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youngerfrankenstein · 4 months ago

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force you say something nice... how about game recommendations! Or just games you like?

You got me into ghost trick, psychonauts and to finish the great ace attorney! Currently go through the curious village again thanks to you as well!

You got great taste in games!

Oh! Interesting :D

(Which reminds me I really need to get back to Bug Fables it was really cute I’ve just been doing a lot of game-hopping recently 😅 Which is nice in its own way!)

Hmm. I’ll try to think of games a liiiittle less well known.

First off!

Shadow Hearts is a bit of a strange game in that it is both one of the most stereotypical JRPG’s ever made and one of the most distinctive (at least from what I’ve seen)

A lot of this comes from the setting; Europe shortly before WW1. Albeit in a world very different from the one we live in, since this one has quite a few more monsters. In fact it takes quite a bit from the horror genre, and a lot of its enemy encounters are pretty horrific. The whole game is a blend of creepy and silly, which could easily go bad but it balances them pretty well! The game also plays fast and loose with real historical events and people (one of your party members is technically Mata Hari. No really.) And you travel around fighting demons and trying to protect a young woman being pursued for unknown reasons. (Like I said, JRPG.)

The combat system is also pretty neat! Basically every character and ability hits based on button presses timed to a line swinging around a ring:

Closer to the edge gets you more damage but also if you wait too long you miss the hit. Sort of a risk/reward thing. There are also a bunch of debuffs and items that mess with the ring which can make things easier or harder for you. You also have to manage Sanity Points, which go down every turn and can be used on abilities, but if you run out that character becomes incapacitated.

That’s not even mentioning the music, which is… I’ve heard it described as a mix of Final Fantasy’s music and Silent Hill’s. Somehow both melodic and discordant, but definitely interesting. I may replay this in October actually, it’s a good spooky season game.

There’s definitely some humour that.. isn’t great as well. (Oh boy! I sure do love pervert jokes!)

It’s technically a follow-up to the game Koudelka, and a couple of characters from there show up here. But it’s its own thing and not necessary to play that one at all. I haven’t, though I may try someday. From what I gather it’s a surprisingly well-written and well-acted game with an ungodly mashup of turn-based combat and survival horror for gameplay. There are also two sequels. I’ve played the first which… I still mostly enjoyed. But while I know a lot of people like it better I was not particularly fond of how it went much farther into silly territory and less creepy (though the spider made of human fingers was a neat boss) and as much as I LOVE Joachim and find it funny to have Anastasia Romanov on the team the cast felt weaker. I have not played the third and I hear it is bad.

There is also a spiritual successor coming out… sometime (supposedly next year) called Penny Blood and I’m curious how that will turn out. But overall I really like this one!

Next!

…I am going to be honest, I still do not really understand a lot of the story with this one. It’s here on atmosphere alone.

You play as Ashley Riot, sent in to a dead town to take out a cult and what follows is… something of a hack-n-slash dungeon crawler, but a more slow and methodical one. Part of the game involves crafting your own weapons from the ones you find to best exploit enemy weaknesses and getting your timing right. It is not perhaps the most spectacular, but it can be satisfying.

But you really do play it for the atmosphere. The Shakespeare references, the melodramatic tone, the unsettling feel of the town.

It’s also technically set in Ivalice but that doesn’t really play into anything.

Next!

If I’m being honest, this is a really basic game. With basic gameplay. …But it has SO much charm! You play as a gang of Sky Pirates! Who find a mysterious girl and set off to find out why she had been captured. Again very much genre staples but dang if they ain’t being adhered to with joy. The characters are loveable, the palette colourful and the music lovely! It just feels like a nice world to be in.

You probably won’t be in for much of a surprise, but you’ll probably have fun.

I will say that personally I found the airship battles could get a little slow, but they are there to break things up a bit and, I mean, if you emulate it… (it’s uh. Expensive.) And at least on GameCube the skip button for specials is holding down “z” and you WILL be using it.

Also side note that the GameCube version has some stuff added, including most of the backstory for one of the game’s main villains. So maybe go for that one.

Also!

While I know you’re familiar with this one, still briefly bringing it up.

Don’t play this game while you’re depressed.

The gameplay is kind of neat in how it takes elements from shoot-em-ups in that you have to dodge waves of projectiles while hitting back (albeit much easier) but really this is a game carried by its main characters. The core group are just, really enjoyable to watch, even as worse and worse things happen to them and they do worse and worse things. You want to see them get through things even though this is very much a world where EVERYTHING FUCKING SUCKS. Also some very neat meta writing!

It’s odd because I normally hate things like this. Really bleak tones just lead to me not caring and if characters drop like flies why should I invest in them? …And yet.

But mostly I wanted to bring it up because I’m like 80% convinced that Papa Nier and Monkey from Enslaved: Odyssey to the West have the same character model. That one is a game which I’ll only really recommend to people who want to see Ninja Theory’s earlier work but it’s alright.

Lastly YES! The game propaganda is working >:D (I’m really flattered you think my taste in games is good!!!)

Edit: GRANDIA!

Honestly similar comments to Skies of Arcadia it’s just very fun and colourful!

#Ask #Thanks!#Sorry this took a while to answer!#*Looking at the first suggestion* Yeah I gotta speed this up #Long post

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sunstone-smiles · 1 year ago

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A Witch's Cackle

Author’s note: Happy Halloween everyone!!! 🎃 I decided last minute to do the final day of the event, so I hope you all enjoy Day 31 of Tickletober: Halloween! (From Miya and Mia’s Tickletober list!)

Series: Ace Attorney

Characters: Athena, Trucy, and Apollo

Word Count: 1,006

Summary: Trucy is practicing her witch’s act for a magic show, but Athena thinks her impression of a witch’s cackle can be stronger.

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“Alright! No peeking!” Trucy yells from behind the curtains of a makeshift theater stage she created for rehearsal in the middle of the office.

Athena and Apollo close their eyes. Instead of their usual lawyer attire, they’re in costumes. Athena wears a black vest and dress shirt instead of her usual yellow as a part of her vampire outfit (her cape is draped over the couch). Apollo dresses as a simplified version of Frankenstein's monster, wearing a black vest like Athena, but with a green dress shirt underneath for the color combination representative of the creature. In addition, the Wright Anything Agency office is decorated to the brim with pumpkins, monsters, ghouls, and other spooky elements. Why? Because it’s Halloween!

Trucy finally jumps out from behind the curtain. “Ta-da!”

When Athena and Apollo open their eyes, they see Trucy posing in her witch costume. The costume has a little bit of a magician’s flair to it, with the witch’s hat instead being a purple tophat to match her purple robe-like dress that has ruffles at the sleeves.

“Oh, wow! Your costume looks great Trucy,” Apollo says.

“Yes! I love the purple!” Athena’s compliments.

“Thanks!” Trucy bounces on her toes. “Got to make sure I look stylish for the Halloween magic show later.” She tips the rim of her magician's hat. “I’ve been practicing my witch’s act for the show too!”

“Let’s hear it,” Apollo supports her with an encouraging smile.

“Okay, okay!” Trucy shakes her arms out like she was flinging away any nerves before she goes on stage. She clears her throat and gets in character.

“Come my little pretties!” Trucy’s voice turns high-pitched and strained to mimic that of a typical witch, “I have a bubbling stew waiting for you inside. Mwhahahaha!” Trucy ends her lines with a cackle like a witch flying off into the night.

“How was that?” Trucy asks, back to her normal cheery voice, with sparkling eyes filled with enthusiasm.

“It. Was. AMAZING!” Athena cheers. Apollo nods to agree with her statement. “But! I think maybe the laugh can be even bigger!” Athena suggests.

“Bigger? Hmm, okay! Let me try.” Trucy takes Athena’s advice and attempts the laugh again. It’s more dramatic than it was before, but Athena shakes her head.

“No, it’s still missing something,” Athena mentions politely. She thinks for a moment while playing with her crescent moon earring. “Oh, I know!” an idea comes to her mind. She walks over to Trucy. “Try to make the laugh loud, as if it was coming from your belly!” Athena ends her suggestion with a playful poke to Trucy’s belly. The magician lets out a squeak.

“Eek! Athena!” Trucy’s words trail with giggles. “That tickled!”

Athena’s expression turns from one that was eager to help, to one that is still eager to help, but by newly mischievous means. Athena’s mouth curves into a smirk. “Oh really? Well here, let’s see if it can help you practice your witch laugh!” Athena lunges at the magician and wraps her hands around Trucy in a hug. The other girl shrieks and explodes into squeaky giggles when Athena starts tickling her sides.

“Eek! Athenahahaha!” Trucy tries to tug herself out of Athena’s playful grasp, like a rabbit who got stuck in a magician’s top hat when they were supposed to appear for a trick.

“See, now this is how the witch’s laugh should sound like!” Athena exclaims. “Big and full, like genuine laughter!”

Apollo chimes in from the sidelines, “You’ve got to have a big witch’s laugh if you’re going to be a witch, Trucy.”

“Pohohoholly! Yohohohou’re nohohohot hehehelping!” Trucy tries to scold Apollo through her bubbly giggles. She suddenly squeals when Athena scribbles up to her ribs. Trucy clamps her arms to her sides and curls her giggling face to her closed hands. The rest of her body curls forward and her legs collapse from under her, sending her to her knees. Athena follows close behind, kneeling down and tickling the magician's ribs until she twists and flops to her back. Trucy flails her arms as she laughs while Athena wiggles her fingers into the magician’s torso from above her. Her squeaky, cheerful laugh sounds nothing like the cackle of a witch, but it’s still a laugh that can put the spell on those around her; in this case, the spell of happiness.

Athena chuckles. “I knew some witches melt from water, but I had no idea they could melt into a puddle of giggles! Who knew that a witch’s ribs could be so ticklish! I certainly didn’t, did you Apollo?”

Apollo chuckles as well. “This is the first I’m seeing of it,” he sarcastically teases a giggling Trucy on the ground.

Trucy’s magician’s hat tips off her head in the midst of her squirming. “Ohohohokay! You’ve bohohoth made your pohohohint!” Trucy curls into a ball, with her smile radiating joy, “I’m gohohoing to really melt if yohohou dohohohon’t stohohohop!” The magician throws her head back with a sweet cackle of her own unique tone.

Athena grins and pulls her hands away to allow the magician a chance to catch her breath. She puts her hands on her sides. “Did you hear that? That cackle sounded perfect!”

Trucy refills her lungs with air and re-adjusts her hat on her head. “What do you mean?” Trucy says as Athena helps her up off the ground. “I wasn’t doing my witch's impression.”

“I know,” the female lawyer responds, “But it had the same great energy you could use for your witches laugh during your act!”

Trucy’s face lights up with a blink of realization. “Hey, you’re right! I didn’t think about that.”

“Why don’t you try out your witch impression one more time,” Apollo softly smiles.

“Okay!” Trucy nods. She shakes herself out and clears her throat. She performs her lines as usual with a high-pitched voice that drips with a tone of evil, then ends with her witch’s laugh—big, full of energy, (yet still with a hint of joy) and ready for a show.

#tickletober #miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober 2023 #tickletober2023 #ace attorney #athena cykes #trucy wright #apollo justice #ace attorney fanfiction #ace attorney fanfic #sfw fanfiction #sfw fanfic #sfw tickle fic #tickle fic

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arda-ancalima · 1 year ago

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Summary: Kazuma looks after Iris when she is unsettled and alone.

For Greatest Family Week 2023, July 26th: Mascots @greatestfamilyweek

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Our time together in the past year has been so short, and I miss our conversations. I’m sure you’re very busy, but I look forward to hearing from you when you are able to write back.

Take care of yourself, Susato

Kazuma slipped the letter he had received three weeks ago back into his pocket as Gina returned from the evidence room. “Thanks for finding that report, Lestrade.”

“Sure thing, ‘Sogi!”

He nodded to her and left the main part of the police station through the door by the reception desk, heading for the public entrance. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a splash of pink in a small interview room off to the side. He doubled back. “Miss Wilson?”

Iris looked up from her chair wide eyed, then brightened. “Kazzy! What a pleasant surprise.”

He had met Iris only a handful of times, including a couple visits to Baker Street for tea. While he still didn’t know her well, it was easy to see why Ryunosuke and Susato adored her. Leaning against the door frame, Kazuma put his hands in his pockets. “What brings you here? Lestrade is at her desk if you were hoping to visit.”

“Oh no, that’s not it,” Iris said. She struggled to smile as she hugged herself. “I’m just waiting to give a statement.”

“…Is everything all right?”

“Yes, it’s fine, I was just…a bit frightened earlier.” She looked very small as she closed in on herself in the empty room.

“Where is Mr. Sholmes?”

“He’s away on a case. It may be another day before he gets back,” Iris explained. “Bad luck, I suppose. Say, do you have the time?”

“It’s half past two.”

“Oh…”

“Do you have somewhere to be?”

“No, just I’ve been here since one. Is the station very busy?”

“Not busy enough,” Kazuma growled, pushing off from the door frame and stalking over to the reception desk. He folded his arms at the desk sergeant. “Excuse me, can you explain why this young lady has not been seen to yet?”

Continue reading on AO3

#tgaafamilyweek23 #the great ace attorney #dai gyakuten saiban #kazuma asogi #iris wilson #ace attorney #asougi kazuma #tgaa spoilers #dgs spoilers #fanfiction #arda writes #*#this got long and it's getting late and I still have lots of work to do on tomorrow's fic whoooops #having lots of fun though!

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zuzsenpai · 7 months ago

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How many works do you have on AO3? 39

What's your total AO3 word count? 844,252

What fandoms do you write for? Right now? Currently only for Ace Attorney and Digimon Adventure/02

Top five fics by kudos:

Turnabout Dishwasher (Ace Attorney

Glass Walls (Ace Attorney)

Thought Provoking (Ace Attorney)

Dragon’s Hoard (Ace Attorney)

On My Level (Ace Attorney)

Do you respond to comments? I was great at keeping up with them for years, but I had some mental health issues early this year that slowed everything down. I have SO MANY comments to respond to and it’s really overwhelming. I love everyone who sends comments to me though. It always means a lot and makes me smile.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I mostly write romcom so this one is hard. It is probably my Digimon fic called “It’s getting late and I cannot seem to find my way home tonight”. Even though it has a happy ending, there’s a really sad/angsty scene about Digimon partner loss in it.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? It’s Turnabout Dishwasher. It’s always going to be Turnabout Dishwasher. If you love an Ace Attorney character I can almost guarantee they have a happy ending in that story.

Do you get hate on fics? Not often. I had a troll once or twice (someone was homophobic about Daiken on my fic once and I was like ??????). The biggest example was when someone read Turnabout Dishwasher and told me my portrayal of Franziska von Karma was “wrong”. It really got to me because I actually thought I wrote an older Franziska really well. Fuck that person (can you tell I’m still salty about this lmao)

Do you write smut? Oh yeah. I believe the first smut I ever wrote was Daikeru, and I was really proud of it. Since then I’ve written a LOT more Daikeru smut, Jyoumi, Jyouchi, Daikenkeru…. You would think I would have written Ace Attorney smut at some point, but nope it’s all Digimon.

Craziest crossover: The only thing close to a crossover I’ve ever written is my Digimon Buzzfeed Unsolved AU. It’s really more of an AU, since I didn’t include any actual BFU people in it.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? No, but if lore.fm ever has any legs, I guess my fic could get used on there. It’s adjacent to being stolen. But no, I’ve never had anyone plagiarize me that I’m aware of.

Have you ever had a fic translated? No I have not.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have! I co-wrote two Ace Attorney fics. One of them was with two other people, which was REALLY hard to coordinate. I miss those people dearly and I hope they’re doing well. Incidentally, if someone ever wants to co-write a Digimon fic with me, I would be delighted and honored.

All time favorite ship? Oh dear this is NOT easy. For over 15 years my OTP was from the series that shall not be named. I was sad but I’m over it. Here’s what currently stands:

Daikeru (Daisuke/Takeru from Digimon)

Blackmadhi (Simon/Nahyuta from Ace Attorney)

Rocketshipping (Jessie/James from Pokémon)

Touya/Yukito (from Cardcaptor Sakura)

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Oh man, I feel bad but it’s a fic I wrote when “Digimon Adventure 02: The Beginning” came out in theaters. The fic is called “The Universal Language of Friendship”. I was working on it during NaNo 2023, but ran out of steam quickly and have no interest in picking it back up. I liked it when I was writing it though.

What are your writing strengths? Dialogue for sure. I am known for my video game style text box gimmick that allows for most of my stories to be heavily dialogue driven. I’m also told I’m good at comedic writing.

What are your writing weaknesses? Pretty much anything that doesn’t have a lot of dialogue. I’m trying to get better at descriptive language and scene setting. I’m also weak at writing tragedy and angst. But I’m working on that and hopefully getting better.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? I only know English, so I imagine if I try anything in another language I would be pretty terrible at it.

First fandom you wrote in? It was Pokémon back and I was 11 or 12. I used to publish self insert Pokémon fic on forums. Also I co-wrote a TON of self insert Pokémon fic with a friend of mine, and we published it on our own tripod website back in the day. I guess this could be counted in my co-writing answer, but I’m too lazy to add it up there.

Favorite fic you’ve written? You would think I would say “Turnabout Dishwasher”…. But the actual answer is my Explicit Jou/Taichi (from Digimon) fic called “The Secret of Us”. I felt so inspired writing that story, and I believe it came out as something beautiful. It’s an incredibly rare pair, so not a lot of people have read it. But it’s one I go back to and reread and am like “yes this story is by me and for me”.

Tagged by: @gr8stoneddragon (I love you my friend thank you for tagging me, this was fun to do on a day when I really needed it!)

Tagging: @sloanerisette if you are interested!! And if any friends see this and want to do this, please please do it and tag me so I can read it.

#Zuzu note;#about me;#my fanfics #my fanfiction

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goodluckdetective · 1 year ago

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Oh man, what a question. I tried to pick a piece each from a different fandom to mix it up a bit:

The Devil Went Down to Georgia (Overwatch)

Ship: McHanzo or Hanzo/Cassidy Summary: Fifteen years ago, Jesse McCree made a deal at a crossroads for someone’s life. Now, the creature has come to collect. Why I like it: I still think this is one of the best things I’ve ever written. The plot here is solid, I managed to showcase how important McCree/Cassidy is to Overwatch as a whole and I think the horror bits land well. I need to update it with new names but otherwise it holds, despite some bits being jossed.

Letters to Nowhere (Supernatural)

Ship: Destiel, Sam/Eileen Summary: AU Post Inherit the Earth. After God is defeated, Sam decides to text the one person they're still missing with regular updates. Castiel can read them when he gets back. Because they are getting him back. This isn’t Chuck’s story anymore. They’ve lost too much to him as it is. They’ve won: it’s time they feel like it. And act like it too. Why I like it: I tend to stay away from writing multi chapter works because I’m bad at finishing them, but this is one piece I managed from start to finish. My goal here was to write something that felt like it could be close to canon and while I do think it’s a little too sappy for that, I got as close as I could. Also, I adore the Chuck sections.

Smile, You’re Trending (The Magnus Archives)

Ship: Jon/Martin Summary: During an encounter with another Avatar of the Eye, Jon faces his past, Martin takes a turn at playing Kill Bill and Basira has a second look at the monster she’s determined to see. For three people associated with the Eye, they could all use some perspective. Why I like it: OCs in fic is always a gamble, especially if you want them to hold a chunk of screen time but here I think I managed it. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on my avatar I used in this story as an antagonist and I think she works well!

System Failure (RVB)

Ship: None Summary: It starts like this. The Director needs your help. It ends like this: exactly how it starts. Why I like it: This is the best horror piece I’ve ever written, hands down. It fucks.

Tamper Proof (Ace Attorney)

Ship: Wrightworth Summary: Miles Edgeworth does not ride on elevators. It is perhaps this reason that he is the first to notice that Phoenix Wright does not drink from pre-opened containers. Why I like it: I tend to write only small little things for Ace Attorney but I think this is one of my better ones. I wanted to explore Phoenix’s trauma in conversation with Edgeworth’s, and I think I succeed!

#iz writes #fic rec #ask meme

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elytrafemme · 2 years ago

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mhm, i’m glad you decided to explore their pairing. it’s genuinely such a comforting one, and i’m so sure i’ll read it many more times in the future :] i wanted to maybe write something of them myself, but i haven’t written anything in so long i think it would be quite embarrassing lol.

i hope you do get back into writing things soon, i adore reading your work. it’s some of the best i’ve ever read, truthfully. something about it reworks my entire brain chemistry every time i read something of yours. it’s honestly magic, mare, haha

oh, also, if you remember the cs!ranboo rp blog i made, turns out that was actually an alter in our system… so we have a cs!ranboo. sorry if that like weirds you out or anything, i just thought i should explain what happened with it. sorry about it as well, like where it turned out to be an alter instead of something for the cough syrup community. she’ll still probably answer asks and such once his blog is up and running like an actual blog for our alters. i need to get on that actually. maybe i’ll work on that tonight. the user is still the same, but feel free to unfollow it if it makes you uncomfortable! i totally get it if it does :] /gen

yeah!!! unfortunately I'm not as into OSMP anymore just by proxy of me getting really really into ace attorney and maintaining that thread of interest with cough syrup solely, but i do have thoughts about the origins characters i could share if ever prompted. i used to have a fic that was going to be o!ranboo centric in a more modern setting and there were a LOT of very extensive and debatably generous headcanons in there that i still am quite fond of.

THAT'S SO FUCKING SWEET WHAT THE HELL... that means the absolute world to me :( i got really into writing poetry lately which is still good but! dammit i miss prose. wrote a little thing last night for ace attorney and that made me feel good but like... uagh especially with cough syrup its like. these characters feel like living breathing people i can blueprint in my head and writing their world was like. a very cathartic thing for me i think. writing is extremely extremely healing and i think i'm ready to return to prose, writing less about myself and more about others as a way to explore myself. does that make sense?

NONONO YOU'RE TOTALLY OKAY!!!! YOU DON'T NEED TO APOLOGIZE FRIEND i appreciate your transparency but i absolutely do not mind at all. at this point i'm now aware of like... three? two? three? alters that are fictives from the cough syrup universe in different systems. and that's all totally fine with me i have fictives of my own so like, yeah you're all good. and you don't need to worry about like doing something 'for the community' or anything-- ppl just engaging and talking about my fic already means the world to me and making content for it is just so so so fucking crazy and wonderful and amazing and mindblowing to me but you don't have to feel compelled to like. do that. i mean hell im arguably the pioneer of the cs community and god knows im not creating anything for it rn 😭 btw let your alter know that i hope hes doing well and that i say hi! i will keep following her but if SHE'S ever uncomfortable she can always lmk <3

#nightmare.ask #nightmare.cough-syrup #<- i guess i will tag this bc i think the note about community creation is important #like people are so fucking kind to my fic and the art has been mindblowingly amazing but DO NOT FEEL PRESSURED TO DO THAT #you're so so sweet and very awesome i hope ur doing great #nightmare.fave

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anime-dub-transcripts · 2 years ago

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Ace Attorney Episode #5: Turnabout Samurai---1st Trial Transcript

This episode has the first part of Turnabout Samurai.

{Caption #1: The Steel Samurai}

{Caption #1a: Warrior of Neo Olde Tokyo}

Boy: Eh eh eh, huah huah huah huaeah!

Man: GO! RUN!

Boy: Aaaaaahhh! Euahm! Wahuah! PLEASE SAVE ME, STEEL SAMURAI!

Steel Samurai: Huah!

Boy: Weh…

Steel Samurai: Wielding the steel of justice against evildoers! Steel Samurai: warrior of Neo Olde Tokyo! Samurai Hurricane! Your evil deeds end tonight, Evil Magistrate!

Evil Magistrate: You’ve disgraced me for the last time, Steel Samurai! The pale moon in the sky CRIES out for your blood! Oah!

Boy: AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!

(Steel Samurai: Steel!)

Boy: Steel Samurai!

Steel Samurai: Hiyah, hiyah! Hiyah!

(Evil Magistrate: Hiyah!)

Boy: Aah! Wah…

Steel Samurai: Feel my steel, Evil Magistrate!

Evil Magistrate: Never!

Steel Samurai, Evil Magistrate: HUAAAAAHHHHH!

{Caption: Steel}

{Caption: Evil}

Narrator: One combatant will fall in this clash of good and evil…

{Caption: Steel}

{Caption: Evil}

Narrator: …but only the moon knows who that is!

{Caption: Next Week: The Dark Messenger Returns!}

Narrator: Don’t miss next week’s exciting episode: The Dark Messenger Returns!

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{Caption #1: May 9, 5:31 PM}

{Caption #2: Wright & Co. Law Offices}

Maya: HUAAH, that was awesome!

{Caption: Turnabout Samurai—First Trial}

Maya: Samurai…Hurricane! Whoops!

Phoenix: Uah…

Maya: Didn’t realize you were here.

Phoenix [muffled]: Of course I’m here.

Phoenix: What was that crazy show you were just watching?

Maya: Huh? You gotta be kidding me! Steel Samurai: Warrior of Neo Olde Tokyo! Us younguns love it.

Phoenix: You mean teenagers like to watch it?

Maya: Hm…more like kids.

Phoenix: Yeah, if it’s for little kids, then why are you so hyped up about it?

Maya: Because I’m a kid at heart, I guess.

Phoenix’s thoughts: Good for you, but I’ve gotta worry about bills like an adult. And we haven’t gotten a single client this month. Ehum…

(Maya: Nom nom nom! Nom nom nom! Nom nom nom! Nom nom nom!)

Maya: Steel Samurai: warrior of Neo Olde Tokyo!

(Phoenix: Uah!)

Phoenix: A superhero…takes me back.

(Maya: Your evil ends tonight! Eat my steel! Say what?)

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Phone: Ring! Ring!

Phoenix: Eum, huam…

Phone: Ring!

Maya: Oh my gosh, this is horrible, Nick! Turn on the TV right now!

Phoenix: Euh euh…euahah…what happened? It’s way too early to be screaming in my ear.

Maya: It’s the Steel Samurai! He’s in trouble! They’re saying he killed a bad guy!

Phoenix: So what? Isn’t that kinda what he’s supposed to do?

Maya: Well, yeah, on the show!

Phoenix: Okay, relax, I’m turning on the TV.

{Caption #1: Morning News}

{Caption #2: Steel Samurai Accused of Murder}

TV Reporter [from TV]: Shock and controversy rocks the children’s television world as popular superhero The Steel Samurai is arrested for murdering a costar.

(Phoenix: Duah!)

{Caption #1: Superhero Murders Evil Villain?}

{Caption #2: Was the Samurai Spear the Weapon?}

{Caption #3: Jack Hammer, Evil Magistrate in Steel Samurai}

Reporter [from TV]: The victim is 37 year old television and film veteran Jack Hammer, who played the Evil Magistrate on the show. According to police reports…

Phoenix’s thoughts: A guy who pretends to be a hero…kills another guy who pretends to be a bad guy?

(Reporter [from TV]: …the murder weapon was the very spear the Steel Samurai wields)

Maya: There’s no way! He’d never kill anyone! This must be a publicity stunt!

(Reporter [from TV]: Keeping young children at home the day…)

Phoenix: Uh, yeah, that’s probably it.

(Reporter [from TV]: …after Will Powers, who portrayed the Steel Samurai…)

Maya: I know! Listen! This is gonna be Wright and Company’s very first case!

(Reporter [from TV]: …for many years, and his virtue was beloved by many young and old)

Phoenix: Uahah!

(Reporter [from TV]: But it seems his next appearance…)

Maya: We’re gonna defend The Steel Samurai!

(Reporter [from TV]: …will be in front of a judge…)

Phoenix: Uah!

(Reporter [from TV]: We can only hope, as…)

{Sign on door: Wright & Co. Law Offices}

Phoenix: What?!

Reporter [from TV]: …justice will be served.

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{Caption #1: May 10, a certain time}

{Caption #2: Detention Center}

{Caption: Accused | Steel Samurai | Will Powers}

Maya: Is that monster really him?

Phoenix: Euah! That monster’s Will Powers; he’s also our client.

Maya: I probably shouldn’t say this…but he…looks guilty.

Phoenix: You definitely shouldn’t say that.

Powers: Uh…

Maya: AUH!

(Phoenix: Euh!)

Phoenix: Yeah?! What?!

Powers: You’ve come here because you’re gonna help defend me, right? Uah, I’m just so grateful for your help. Thank you! Uah, I mean it!

Maya: AAH!

(Phoenix: Auh!)

Phoenix: Please, have a seat, Mr. Powers.

Powers: Yeah. Sorry about that. I know I look like a monster, so I decided when I was cast as the Steel Samurai that I would never show my real face out in public ‘cause I didn’t wanna ruin everything for the kids. I wanted them to believe!

Phoenix: Duah!

(Maya: Oh!)

(Powers: Geh geh…)

Powers: But now that this has happened, they’re gonna hate The Steel Samurai. It’ll break their little hearts! Wehwehgeh…

Maya: Powers really is a good guy.

(Powers: …wehwehweh!)

Phoenix: Yeah. I can see.

(Powers: Wehwehweh!)

Maya: I know: he’s innocent!

(Powers: Wehwehweh…)

Phoenix: Ehum!

(Powers: Wehwehweh…)

Phoenix: Mr. Powers. Can you tell us what took place the day of the crime?

Powers: Uh, yeah. Let me think…we spent most of the morning working on fight choreography. We broke for lunch. Then I took a nap. But I ended up oversleeping, so I was late for the afternoon rehearsal. I hurried back to the studio, and when I got there, everyone was freaking out. They’d found Jack dead; it was awful. He was wearing the Evil Magistrate costume and…and he had the Samurai Spear sticking out of his chest.

Phoenix: The Samurai Spear?

Maya: It’s what he uses to fight evil. You know, the spear he’s always carrying around?

Phoenix: No, I don’t know.

Powers: I was in shock. I could barely move, and before I knew it, they were arresting me for Jack’s murder.

Maya: Don’t worry! ‘Cause we’re gonna clear your name! Right?! Aren’t we, Nick?!

Phoenix: Ehum! We’ll start at the studio.

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{Caption #1: May 10, a certain time}

{Caption #2: Global Studios}

Maya: AUAH! I can’t believe we’re actually here! Oh wow, aren’t you excited?

Oldbag: What are you doing?!

(Phoenix: Euh!)

Oldbag: If you want inside the studio…you’re gonna have to go through me. As head of security…

{Caption: Global Studios Security Guard | Wendy Oldbag}

Oldbag: …it’s my job to make sure slack jawed gawkers stay out.

Phoenix: Actually, ma’am, we’re here---

Oldbag: I bet you heard about what happened here at the studio and decided to snoop around, didn’t you? Kids these days are always sticking their noses in things. Way back when I was your age, it was a different world. You should’ve seen me; I was quite the knockout in my prime, you better believe it! Poor Jack Hammer deserves to rest in peace, so I won’t stand for folks like you…

Phoenix: You’ve got the wrong idea. I’m defending…

(Oldbag: …poking around and trying to find some kind of dirt on him!)

Phoenix: …Will Powers, so we came here to investigate.

Oldbag: That’s just a cheap knock-off.

Phoenix: It’s the real thing!

Oldbag: Oh please, I saw one just like it at the corner store. Well, look here, young buck, the badge I’m wearing is real and it says you gotta keep out unless I say you can come in! I oughta bend you over my knee and give you a good hard spanking for trying to pull one over on an old lady like me!

(Gumshoe: Nom! Nom nom nom nom nom, mm mm! Slurp…huah…)

Oldbag: That’s right, just take off my belt and give you an old fashioned thrash!

Gumshoe: Enough with all the RACKET!

Maya: AAH!

(Gumshoe: AAAAAHH!)

Gumshoe: What’re the two of you doing here?!

Maya: It’s Detective Gumtree!

Phoenix: Actually, his name is Gumfoot.

Gumshoe: No! Both of you are wrong! For crying out loud, my name’s Detective Dick GUMSHOE!

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Sal: Hehe, heheuaugh, hehehe, hehehe, hehe, hehe…

Vasquez: Can’t I have some quiet?

(Sal: …hehehe, hehe, heauh, heheheheauh…)

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{Caption: District Police | Detective | Dick Gumshoe}

Gumshoe: So you’re gonna try to defend Will Powers in his murder trial.

Maya: That’s right! Well, sorry to break it to ya, but that guy’s guiltier than the cat who ate the dang canary! Take a look at this, pal. Before the murder, everybody at the studios that day…

{Text on blueprint #1: Front Gate}

{Text on blueprint #2: Gate}

{Text on blueprint #3: Dressing Room}

{Text on blueprint #4: Staff Area}

Gumshoe: …was over here, and the victim was found all the way over here.

{Text on blueprint #1: Studio 1}

{Text on blueprint #2: Studio 2}

Gumshoe: So whoever jacked Hammer had to go through this part of the lot right next to the security station.

Oldbag: And the only one that passed this way was Will Powers. Nobody sneaks by me!

Maya: ‘Kay, so what do you make of all of this? I hate to say it, but if he’s the only one that she saw, maybe he did it.

Cody: Ehuah!

Oldbag: AAUAH! IT’S A TRESPASSER; CATCH HIM!

Phoenix: Uh, that kid there?

Oldbag: You’re supposed to be a cop, right? GO!

Gumshoe: You talkin’ to me?

Phoenix: You’re the only cop here!

Cody: Aw, dream on! You’ll never catch me!

Phoenix: HEAH!

Gumshoe: Hm!

Cody: Heuh, uhm!

(Gumshoe: Huah!)

(Phoenix: Heah!)

Phoenix, Gumshoe: Hm? DUAAGGHH!

Cody: Guah! Ha! Hehe, serves you right!

Oldbag: WHAT?! Back in my day, a man protected a lady! Uhegh!

(Phoenix: Heuagh…)

Cody: Eh!

{Text on book cover: Steel Samurai Path to Glory}

Maya: Steel Samurai Path to Glory? Huh…woah! So cool!

Phoenix: This kid must be a superfan.

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Gumshoe: Uaugh…I’m gonna be feelin’ that one for the rest of the week.

Maya: So, uh, Detective, we’re gonna need to interview everyone here.

Phoenix: Powers told us he was taking a nap inside his dressing room.

{Text on banners: Welcome}

Phoenix: Someone might’ve seen him there.

Gumshoe: Well…feel free to poke around as much as you want. We, the prosecution team, have thoroughly investigated everyone and everything here. You may have won your last trial, but that was just a fluke. This is a totally different case. Edgeworth will show you why he’s the biggest dog of law enforcement. He’s gonna eat your lunch, brother.

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Von Karma: Victory after victory…it’s truly been impressive.

Edgeworth: Thank you, sir.

Von Karma: That being said, it does make your defeat more vexing.

Edgeworth: I humbly apologize.

Von Karma: Cast your feelings aside. The only justice…is conviction.

Edgeworth: I understand, Mr. Von Karma.

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{Text on sign: Courthouse}

Maya: Well, that was interesting, but…we didn’t find anything.

Phoenix: Yeah. A nap is a pretty weak alibi.

Maya: If Powers ends up getting convicted, I’ll tear you to pieces with a Samurai Hurricane!

Phoenix: Uhuhah! If you do that, who’s gonna be around to defend you, Maya?

{Caption #1: May 12, 10 AM}

{Caption #2: District Court--Courtroom No. 4}

{Caption: Judge}

Judge: This court is hereby in session for the trial of Will Powers.

{Caption: Prosecutor | Miles Edgeworth}

Edgeworth: The prosecution is ready to begin, Your Honor.

{Caption: Defense Attorney | Phoenix Wright}

Phoenix: The defense is also ready to begin, Your Honor.

Phoenix’s thoughts: I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to face him again so soon.

Judge: Mr. Edgeworth, you may proceed with your opening statement.

Edgeworth: The prosecution will prove that on May 9th, Will Powers murdered fellow actor Jack Hammer at Global Studios. All the evidence we have points to him as the culprit. And we’ll prove his guilt beyond a shadow of a doubt. Detective.

Gumshoe: Allow me to present the facts of the case. On the day of the murder, the only people at the studio were Powers, Hammer, and the production staff.

{Text on blueprint #1: Studio 1}

{Text on blueprint #2: Front Gate}

{Text on blueprint #3: Studio 2}

{Text on blueprint #4: Gate}

{Text on blueprint #5: Dressing Room}

{Text on blueprint #6: Staff Area}

Gumshoe: At noon, they all gathered in this area here. Autopsy has time of death at approximately 2:30 p.m. The security guard clearly saw the defendant heading to the crime scene before that time, and she maintains that no other person passed by the station until the body was found at 5 p.m.

Powers: Uwah!

Edgeworth: At this time, we shall call upon the studio’s security guard to take the stand.

{Caption: Witness Testimony}

Edgeworth: Your name, madam?

Oldbag: I can’t refuse a handsome man! I’ll tell you anything you want to know!

Edgeworth: Uwah! Name, please.

Oldbag: You’re just precious when you blush like that. Call me Granny. Mwah!

Edgeworth: Name, please!

Oldbag: Wendy Oldbag. But you can call me whatever floats your boat, sweetie. You won’t believe what I’ve been called over the years. Kids can be so cruel! When I was young, the captain of the chess club, who I loved madly, called me “old hag”! I still cry about that one from time to time!

Edgeworth: YOUR HONOR! I object to the witness’ garrulousness!

Judge: Objection sustained. I’ll ask the witness to please stay on topic.

Oldbag: I was just getting to the good part, grr.

Maya: Not even Miles Edgeworth can handle this lady.

Phoenix’s thoughts: I’m not sure I can, either.

{Caption: Cross Examination}

Phoenix: Are you absolutely certain you saw the defendant pass by?

Oldbag: Oh yeah. I was superbly guarding the front from 1 to 5 p.m. without so much as a single potty break. Around two o’ clock, I saw Will Powers murderously approaching the studio.

Phoenix: And there is no doubt in your mind it was truly him?

Oldbag: My eyesight is 20/20 if you add up both my eyes.

Phoenix: That’s not how it works.

Oldbag: There’s photographic evidence. Hey! Scruffy McTrenchcoat, show ‘em the picture!

Gumshoe: My name is Gumshoe! You weren’t even close, old hag!

Judge: Please share this with the court, Detective.

Gumshoe: Right. There’s a security camera installed here. It has a sensor that detects anyone crossing the gate and takes a picture.

Oldbag: Part of my job is to carefully check the photos every day.

Maya: Hold on, we haven’t heard about these photographs before, have we?

Phoenix: No.

Phoenix’s thoughts: If it shows Powers crossing that gate, that could definitely mean a guilty verdict.

Judge: Detective. Please put it on the monitor.

Maya: Eh?

Phoenix: What the…

Judge: What exactly are we looking at?

{Text on photo” May 9, 2 PM Photo No. 2}

{Caption: Objection!}

Phoenix: OBJECTION! How does this prove it was Powers?!

Oldbag: How?! Because we’re all looking at a picture of him. Right, cutie?

Edgeworth: It is.

Judge: Uh, well, I suppose it could be him.

Phoenix: It’s a picture of the character he plays. But we simply can’t prove that’s him wearing the costume in this photograph!

{Caption: Objection!}

Edgeworth: OBJECTION! Despite your assertion, that is indeed Powers in the picture. Ask the witness.

Oldbag: Most definitely!

Phoenix: Uah!

Oldbag: Look! See how he’s dragging his leg? The left one has something wrong with it.

Phoenix: Uh…his leg?

{Caption: Testimony}

Oldbag: While they were rehearsing the fight choreography that morning, Powers fell and sprained his ankle pretty bad. Everyone saw it happen. He even broke one of the props when he fell! It was a huge mess.

Phoenix: When you say “everyone”, who do you mean?

Oldbag: Well…Powers was there, of course. Poor, sweet Jack Hammer, too. I was there to observe, and, uh…uaugh!

Phoenix: Eum? Was there someone else?

Oldbag: No, nobody else. It was just the three of us that day.

Maya: That’s weird. She just bit her tongue for some reason.

Phoenix: Powers. He broke a prop when he fell?

Oldbag: Yeah. He really did a number on the Samurai Spear.

{Caption: Testimony}

Oldbag: Luckily, I was there with my trusty old duct tape to fix it.

Phoenix, Maya: Duct tape?

Oldbag: I taped that thing up real good!

Judge: And during that incident is when the defendant injured his left ankle. Is that correct?

Oldbag: Yes, sir, it is, and that’s why he’s dragging it in the picture there. He was having trouble walking.

Judge: Yes, I see that.

Maya: Aw man. Stupid old hag!

Phoenix: Uah! Wait. One question!

Oldbag: Yes?

Phoenix: That day, the only person that passed by your station was the Steel Samurai?

{Caption: Objection!}

Edgeworth: OBJECTION! The witness has already answered that question. I insist that the defense stop badgering her at once.

Oldbag: I love a man that stands up for a lady!

Maya: Yep. She’s nuts.

Phoenix: Can you explain this?

{Text on photo: May 9, 2 PM Photo No. 2}

Phoenix: The stamp at the bottom says “May 9th, 2 PM, Photo No. 2”. So that means there was one taken before.

Oldbag: Yeah…but I deleted the earlier one.

Maya: What?! Why did you do that?!

Oldbag: Another part of the job is to erase any innocuous photos. I do it every single day.

Phoenix: Is that so? Will you tell us who was in the first photograph?

Oldbag: Just a fanboy.

Judge, Maya: Fanboy?

Oldbag: The Steel Samurai has some diehard fans, including this annoying, snot-nosed kid.

{Caption: Testimony}

Oldbag: The drain near the office connects to the outside…and this pest is always sneaking in.

Cody [flashback]: Heum!

Maya: Wait, a kid? Is it the same one we saw?

Oldbag: Yeah! That little rat, always sneaking around!

Phoenix: As I remember…he looked to be in probably second or third grade.

Gumshoe: By the way, the Samurai Spear weighs about 35 pounds. A grade schooler would have a pretty hard time picking it up like a weapon.

Edgeworth: Are you really accusing an innocent little boy of murder? I cannot believe you’d stoop so low.

Phoenix: Because I never said that.

Oldbag: See? The picture was completely unrelated, so that’s why I decided to delete it.

Edgeworth: The only other person spotted at the studio was a child. The boy’s not a suspect. So therefore, the only one who could have committed the murder is Will Powers.

Powers: Guwah!

Edgeworth: The prosecution rests, Your Honor. And I formally request a verdict of “guilty”.

Powers: No, I swear I didn’t kill him!

Judge: Hm…

Maya: Come on, Nick! We can’t let this happen!

Phoenix: There’s gotta be something. Somebody else. If we can just find any other possible suspect…we’d be able to buy ourselves a little more time.

Maya: Right! So we gotta go for broke! We name someone else that was there!

Phoenix: Yeah, but who the heck would that be?

Phoenix’s thoughts: Who could have put on the Steel Samurai costume and limped over to the studio at two o’ clock that afternoon?

Judge: So…this court finds the defendant, Mr. Will Powers---

{Caption: Objection!}

Phoenix: OBJECTION! We know there was another person on the lot! They could have committed the murder! Not just Powers.

Edgeworth: Such a pathetic attempt. Tell us, who would that be?

Phoenix: That person is…well…uh…

Maya: Ehumah!

Phoenix: …Wendy Oldbag!

Edgeworth: Uah!

Maya: Uah!

Judge: Uah!

Oldbag: WHAT?! THAT’S CRAZY!

Phoenix: In this picture, the Steel Samurai is dragging their leg, so whomever was wearing this costume would have to know about the injury sustained earlier. That leaves one person besides Hammer and Powers. Who was it? It was you, Oldbag!

Oldbag: Uah!

Phoenix: She was standing guard all by herself at the main gate. So no one can back up her alibi. She could have left her post, put on the costume, and walked by the gate, thus triggering the camera!

Oldbag: Grr…you dare call me a murderer?! This is how you repay me, boy?!

Phoenix: I don’t recall owing you anything. That means we must further investigate this possibility.

Oldbag: Grr…GRAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH…

(Maya: Aahah!)

Oldbag: …RAAAAAAGGGHH…

(Phoenix: Ehum!)

Judge: Order! Order in this court!

(Oldbag: …RAAAAAAAGGGHHH!)

Judge: Now, defense. Do you have any idea why she would put on the costume in the first place?

Phoenix: It’s simple, Your Honor: the security camera. She knew crossing the gate would result in a picture. It was part of her job, after all. Wearing the costume was the only way to hide her identity.

Judge: Yes, that’s true. Excellent deductive reasoning. It seems that it would be best to adjourn the trial for further investigation. Prosecutor Edgeworth.

Edgeworth: Your Honor?

Judge: We should take the old hag---uah, I mean, Miss Oldbag, into custody at once. She needs to be interrogated.

Edgeworth: The prosecution sees no need to rush the verdict. Consider it done.

Maya: Uh, so what now?

Phoenix: I do feel bad for her, but this is the only way I could think of to buy us another day.

Judge: That is all. Court is hereby adjourned!

{Caption: Objectionnnnnnnnn!}

Oldbag: OBJECTIOOOOOONNNNN! Huah…huah…huah…you think I’d stand here while you accuse me of murder?! No way. In fact, I’m finally gonna start talking!

Judge: What does that mean?

Edgeworth: Explain yourself.

Oldbag: There’s something major that I was told to keep mum about.

Phoenix: What? Seriously?

Edgeworth: Is that so?

Oldbag: Yeah! You’d better listen and listen good! No one tells me to shut up! So I won’t hide it anymore! I SAW MORE PEOPLE THAT DAY!

Phoenix: Uah!

(Crowd: Huah!)

Maya: WHAAAAAA?!

Edgeworth: ABSURD! Why wasn’t I told about this?!

Phoenix’s thoughts: Looks like this trial is just getting underway.

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{Text on screen: Ace Attorney}

Phoenix: OBJECTION!

Phoenix [narrating]: The Steel Samurai case just gets more and more confusing. At times like this, we have to remember what he swore to do: fight evil in the name of justice! Victory is not decided by who is stronger but by who’s more righteous. The search for justice leads us in new directions, but also into new traps, and time is running out! Find the contradictions, believe in the truth!

{Text on screen: Next Episode: Turnabout Samurai--2nd Trial}

Phoenix [narrating]: Next episode: Turnabout Samurai--2nd Trial! Take that!

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