#that man has not graduated law school but then again no one in ace attorney has either

[lazycranberrydoodles]

its prosecutor jiang wanyin!!!! oh fuck!!! / gifs + au rambling below the cut / follow for more mdzs x aa crossover stuff :3

all the gifs i made (poses traced off franziska):

hes so similar to franziska when you think about it. theyre both deeply insecure tsundere adoptive younger sibling of successful main characters. who carry whips. something something edgeworth choosing death and wwx actually dying also

his share code is HWFEFF if you wanna use him in a trial! you can't share backgrounds but heres the scenery from the donghua i used.

the easiest way to put custom stuff into objection.lol is to send it in discord and then use the link from opening it in your browser :)

a whole lot of AU stuff

the art im making is for if mdzs was an ace attorney game, playing from WWX's POV to solve various mysteries/cases over the course of the plot. so this scene would be from turnabout goddess, which would loosely cover the dafan mountain mystery.

cases include:

Turnabout Revenge (Mo Manor, quick introductory first case)

Turnabout Goddess (Dafan mountain, the good times flashback)

Turnabout Saber (the man-eating castle (omg hiii nhs))

The Blind Turnabout (Yi City arc)

Turnabout Deviation (the Koi Tower conference, Empathy on NMJ ala turnabout memories or beginnings. opening cutscene is his qi deviation)

The Blood-Soaked Turnabout (second Burial Mounds siege, flashbacks: Xuanwu, Sunshot, YLLZ, Nightless City massacre)

Turnabout Lotus Seeds (testimony about JGY, tree scene, golden core reveal, bathtub scene. opening cutscene could be JGS' death but that would make it canon rather than ambiguous)

Turnabout Confession (Guanyin temple)

the problem with splitting novel!mdzs into turnabouts is that flashbacks are a huge chunk of the book but they don't have mysteries/ cases to solve so they've gotta be lumped together with present day stuff. imo? many of the flashbacks would likely have to be abridged so they could be retold ala DL-6, SL-9, or the fourth grade incident, where characters talk about it over some pieces of art. this is really difficult when theres a metric ton of unspoken, complex, and signifcant history between every character lmao

there's not as much of a problem with the cql timeline but i have not finished it. so.

the opening cutscenes in ace attorney always show the murder and/or the murderer plotting. the first cutscene of the game would be MXY summoning WWX, muttering about getting revenge on his family (it would also be good for him to mention the yllz being dead because that's how the novel starts.) cut to WWX's POV as he wakes up covered in blood and the investigation segment begins.

for investigations of monsters (goddess, saber, etc) the cutscene would be a scene of some poor throwaway cultivator getting their shit wrecked.

it would be cool to make a breakdown for JGY but again I need to review that scene cause I don't know who I'd base him on. maybe Vasquez or Dahlia.

tell me your thoughts!! i'm working off of a mdzs summary/ skimming the novel because i don't remember it too well so if i get anything wrong please yell at me

Jin Ling's sprites & Nie Huaisang's sprites / masterpost

[letarasstuff]

Minimal Loss - Maximal Stress

(A/N): This was requested by an anon and plays in the intern universe. It’s based on 4x3 “Mininal Loss”. I didn’t follow the exact plot, but the quint essence is there (you’ll see what I mean). I hope you enjoy it.

Summary: An intern goes along on a seemingly undangerous case with Emily and Spencer on a ranch under the lead of Benjamin Cyrus. What could go possibly wrong (well, everything ig)?

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, guns, vomit, swear words, ususal Criminal Mind stuff

Wordcount: 2.9k

✨Masterlist✨ ________________________________

“Do you guys really think it’s a good idea to bring a child to an interview about child abuse?” Agent Lunde asks skeptically while steering the car towards the ranch, where the allegions originated from.

“(Y/N) is our intern and we thought she has to make some experience in the field and since this is the most peaceful case you can find within the BAU, it’s her opportunity”, Emily defends the team’s decision.

“Also, she is nearly the same age as the girls, so it’s easier for them to open up to her and she is incredibly bright, meaning she can help us deducing a profile”, Spencer adds. The teenager doesn’t acknowledge anything they say, too engrossed in listening to One Direction over her bluetooth earbuds.

Soon the quartet arrives at the Saptarian ranch. “I’m looking for Benjamin Cyrus.” “You found him”, answers the man, who sits in front of a chapel.

“He really is nicely placed. I feel like I looked like this in my math classes. I was like beautiful decoration, but had no use”, (Y/N) whispers to Emily. She in turn has a look of confusion on her face. “You aced math, you graduated with an A+ in it.” “Just because I have good grades doesn’t mean I’m not stupid. I mean, I’m educated, but stoopid.”

A little later she sits across from a blonde girl named Jessica, asking her questions about the 911 call. Her mother continuously steps into that conversation.

“Jessica, can you tell me, if anyone here were ever touched inappropriately?” “Is this really necessary? You are a child yourself, shouldn’t ask one of the other agents the questions?” Slowly the teenager’s patience is wearing down and Spencer can definitely see that from five meters away.

“Ma’am, with all due respect, but I’m perfectly capable of conducting this interview, if you stop interrupting me. I may be young, which doesn’t stand in my way of being an intern for CPS and still knowing my way around, so please step to me colleagues or something and let me do my job.” Hesitantly the mother gives the two girls their space.

As soon as she is out of earshot, Jessica begins to explain. “Nobody is touched in a way they shouldn’t be touched. Or is it wrong for a wife to share a bed with her husband.”

(Y/N) remembers Emily telling her to not judge anything anyone of the girls will say. But damn it, this girl is really hard not to judge.

“Wait wait wait. Let me get this straight: You are simping for that walking quote machine?” Okay, maybe she is judging. But just a little bit.

“If simping means deeply in love then yes, I am simping for Benjamin Cyrus, my husband.” At this point the other three agents get closer again. “Jessica, the state of Colorado demands parental consent. You aren’t married to him unles-'' The black haired woman cuts the young doctor off. “She did give consent.”

(Y/N) can barely contain the unsurprised “surprised” gasp leaving her mouth. But it would have been cut short nonetheless, since sudden gunfire erupted outside the school building.

Fairly quickly everybody is evacuated through the tunnels. As Cyrus tells the cult members to trust in god, the teenager turns to the agents. “This much to it’s safe for me here. Didn’t anybody check for weapons or something?” Flabbergasted because of the whole situation Spencer answers. “Yes, Garcia checked with the authorities and nothing was suspicious.”

Suddenly Lunde takes all the courage she has (maybe because a teenager she brought into this is in immediate danger like all the other kids) and goes up with the cult leader to speak to the shooting law enforcement officers. Shortly after the other three get the message of her death.

But they don’t have any time to think about her, since they all are shoved into the chapel.

While Cyrus holds a speech about trust in god in dangerous and trying times like this the BAU in Quantico learns about the shooting through the tv news report.

“HOTCH”, Morgan yells up to the Unit Chief’s office, probably giving everybody else a heart attack. Alarmed Aaron storms out into the bullpen followed by Rossi, who is attracted by the tumult. “Aren’t Prentiss and Reid on that ranch?” Derek asks, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.

Squinting at the screen, horror etches on the other agent’s face. “(Y/N) is also there”, he says, realizing that they sent a minor with zero field experience into a lava hot situation.

Suddenly the whole bullpen’s phones ring, which results in Hotch barking his first commands.

After a nightflight to Colorado the team sets up at the crime scene.

“Dave, I was appointed to determine the primary negotiator”, Aaron tells him after he pulls him to the side. “It makes sense. I trained most of the people here, if you want me I can give you a few recommendations.” But the Unit Chief shakes his head. “No, I want you to be the negotiator in this.”

Now it’s Rossi’s turn to shake his head. “Aaron, I can’t do it, I’m too emotionally involved.” “So are all of us and why should I take the student if I can have the teacher?” The older one sighs in resignation and accepts the offer. They don’t have the team nor reccourses for any mistakes in this.

As he goes to prepare for his task at hand, Hotch hears a man complaining loudly. “I demand to talk to know why I wasn't told that the FBI was sending undercover agents into the Saptarian ranch?” “The only thing you are in position to demand is a lawyer”, he says while stepping closer to the scene.

“Who the hell are you?” The man spits out into his direction. “I’m Aaron Hotchner, Unit Chief. I’m the guy who is gonna tell the Attorney General of the United States whether to charge you with obstructing a federal investigation or negligent homicide.” “You can’t talk to me like that”.

Upon closing the little bit of space between both of them, Aaron stares him down. “Get off my crime scene.” Just a few seconds of the intense and pissed Hotch Stare are enough to chase that man down to his car and go on his way to Coward Island.

Meanwhile the first contact is made, Emily and Spencer tell (Y/N) in hushed voices what the situation means. “There are three groups here. The leader, in this case Cyrus. The hard die hard believers, the goons of him, and the followers”, Spencer explains.

“In a case like this we go for minimal loss. We try to get as many of the followers out as possible, because the rest won’t give up as long as they can breathe. At first we go with one or two people, children mostly, then with smaller groups and in the end we get out as many of these people we can. Soon, there will be the first supply delivery from our team, but it’s gonna be bugged, which means we know they are listening. Understood?” Emily adds.

Aside from the knowledge that there is a great possibility that they won’t come out alive of this one, (Y/N) is pretty calm. “Honestly, it’s pretty extra here. I mean I can’t even, look at the walls and the whole pseudo decoration. Why would anybody choose this willingly? But yeah, I understand.” Seeing that these phrases are a kind of a coping mechanism, the two agents aren’t too concerned about her right now. I mean, of course they are pretty much on edge because they all are in a hostage situation, but since the teenager doesn’t seem to be on the verge of a breakdown she has to be fine.

“Is there anything you want to know?” The black haired woman asks, stroking the younger one’s hair out of her face. “No, not right now. This is anything but basic, but I’ll hit you up if something shoots into my mind.”

When Rossi comes in to hand make the first delivery, he looks beyond worried. It seems like he got years older in the span of the last 24 hours. As he glances through the rows of people, he subtly acknowledges their presence and well being.

“How do we know this will be nothing like Waco?” (Y/N) asks out of the blue as all the members get a cup of wine. Surprised Emily turns towards her. “You know about Waco?” “Duh? I told you, I’m educated. So, how do we kno-” “And together we drank the poison.” “Oh well, I guess we do now. It’s nearly iconic how bad his acting is.” Now both of the agents look confused at her.

“What? Didn’t I tell you that I was a theater kid? Also, his goons are writing the reactions down, so it’s just a test to know who to separate from the group and who not.” Even in a situation like this a girl in a red and black flannel over a white graphic tee - it is a Doctor Who Tardis - astounds them.

Not long after this, the three of them are shoved into a small room, which looks sort of like an office.

“Which one of you is it?” Cyrus asks. Confused Prentiss, Reid and the intern look at him. When nobody speaks up he pulls out his gun. “One of you is an FBI agent. So who is it?”

In the short silence he points his weapon at (Y/N). “Oof. Dude, what the fu-” “She is a child. The FBI doesn’t recruit children. But she is a good leverage. So, if neither of you reveals their identity, I will blow her brain out.” This is the final point for the teenager to slowly freak out.

“It’s me. I’m the FBI agent”, Emily confesses. Seeing the young girl with panic in her eyes sets something off in her. Roughly she is taken away by two big guys.

“No no no! This can’t be right. Nobody of us is from the feds. It’s not her, you stupid piece of boom-” With a swift motion of his gun Cyrus knocks her out.

“Damn, this is an annoying one. I don’t know how you can even take her seriously.”

(Y/N) wakes up half an hour later in the chapel draped over two stools with her head in Spencer’s lap. He strokes her hair while his mind is running non stop looking for a solution to this situation. A groan tells him that she is awake.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” The young doctor asks in a soft voice. “If good means your head feels like it’s dancing samba without me, then I’m good.”

He smiles. “We are going to get out here, soon. I convinced Cyrus that we are on his side. He also won’t hurt Emily any further. I saw her earlier, he held a speech. She is fine, just a bit roughen up.”

To lie to the girl like that feels wrong to Reid, but he can see signs of a concussion by her behavior and doesn’t want to worry her more than she already is.

Three o’clock rolls closer and closer, which makes both of them more nervous. Because of the lack of communication they don’t know the tactic the team will use to come in. They can only hope that they all come out alive and in one piece.

Since they are in the chapel, their attention is solely on the cult leader. They don’t even notice all the women and children leaving. As (Y/N) and Spencer spot Cyrus with the remote for detonating the explosives, she mumbles “Let’s get this bread”.

When the leader sees Spencer trying to convince one of the die hard believers that he has a choice to change his mind, he punches the young doctor so hard in the gut that even (Y/N), whose vision is slightly blurred, feels the pain he endures.

“Hey Cyrus”, she calls out, “TBH I think all the shit you are doing here didn’t pass my vibe check. Also, the whole system is pretty whack.”

“You are a child, you don’t know anything. If god doesn’t want me to do any of this, he would stop me.” As Cyrus cocks his gun towards Spencer, Derek runs in and shoots him in the chest twice.

(Y/N) crosses her arms over her chest, says “Ok, Boomer” and rolls her eyes.

“Are you ok, princess?” Morgan asks, going over to her and examining the wound on the side of her head. “Never felt better now that there are two Derek Morgans to protect me.” Concerned he goes to say something else, but is cut short by Spencer shouting “RUN!”.

A look behind them shows Jessica short circuiting upon her husband’s death and grabbing the remote.

When the explosion erupts, Emily looks terrified at the remains of the chapel.

“Morgan! Reid! (Y/N)!” She shouts, followed by the other members and their calls after the three. A certain fear captures every single one of them. If only one of them is- No. Nobody can go through this thought. They are going to be fine. They are alive and-

“Thank god”, JJ breathes as she spots three limping figures. They slowly approach the group of four. “EMILY!” The teenager shouts relieved, though a little loud for the proximity between them. “SPENCER WOULDN’T REALLY TELL ME HOW YOU ARE! YOU LOOK TERRIBLE! THANK HARRY STYLES YOU ARE FINE!” Yes, the explosion definitely messed all of their hearings up, since Morgan and Reid also speak with the same volume.

Emily hugs her. “I’m okay. But you need to get checked out.” But the teenager vehemently shakes her head as she hugs Aaron. “I DON’T NEED TO”, when she sees her teammate’s faces, she reduces her loudness. “I am ok. But Spencer, he got a good blow to his guts. I think the Queen in England even felt that vibe check.”

As Derek escorted the young doctor to one of the awaiting ambulances, JJ also gently stirs the girl in the same direction. “Just let a doctor look over your head, it looks like a nasty cut and believe me, you want to get this checked out, Honey.” “But Jayje-” She begins to complain, but gets cut off by bile rising up her throat. In the next moment (Y/N) kneels on the floor, letting out anything she got in her system over the course of the past few days.

“I think this is nothing your body should do, Bambi”, Rossi adds up. Unwillingly the intern goes with the blonde mother to the EMTs. They decide to have a doctor looking over her and getting her x-rays done at the hospital.

A few hours and uncountable complaints from (Y/N) later, the team is back on the jet on their way home. She thanked Emily in a heartfelt moment in the hospital shortly after she got pain killers, which made her loopy, for saving her life by putting her own on the line by exposing her identity. Even Prentiss had tears in her eyes as she saw the young and innocent girl so frayed by the just occured events.

Unusual for Rossi, he takes a seat on the sofa, petting his lap as (Y/N) sits beside him. With pleasure she lays her head onto it, cuddling closer into the fuzzy blanket she got from Morgan.

A few minutes into the flight, Rossi just got into describing the interviews he conducted with Ted Bundy, Aaron motions him to make space. David excuses himself with the reasoning of getting a cup of tea for her.

“I’m sorry”, Hotch says as he runs his hands through his youngest employee’s hair. He is careful to not mess with the bandage she has on the side of her head. Confused (Y/N) looks up to him. “What for?” “For sending you into a situation, where you got seriously hurt.”

This makes the girl sit up, though her world once again begins to spin. “Aaron Hotchner, I hope you don’t mean that. You nor anybody else knew that this was going to happen. You only wanted for me to get as much experience as possible while this internship lasts and I tell you, with that story I’ll go viral on TikTok. Just because I got a medium severe concussion and a wound, which hopefully will leave a badass scar, doesn’t mean you have to apologize. But you can do me one favor.” “Anything.” “When I fall asleep, please make sure I don’t choke on my own vomit. The doctor told me it could happen, that’s why I am not allowed to fall asleep unsupervised. But I haven’t slept in three days and I think I'm beginning to feel uncomfy because of that.”

Smiling softly Hotch nods and lets the teenager take her original place in his lap. Minutes later she is fast asleep. But one thing is certain: As soon as she wakes up and feels any better, she is going to tell everybody who wants to listen about the one time where she got blown up by a fifteen years old girl, who was married to a cult leader. And nobody is gonna believe her tea. Except for Penelope, who greets (Y/N) with a hug and the promise to never let her out of her eyesight.

All works:

@agentshortstacc

Criminal Minds:

@averyhotchner @mggsprettygirl

Spencer Reid:

@calm-and-doctor

[msharrisvn]

hi, it’s elle again with muse 2/2 ! i have not proof read this (it’s a mess like my last one) but i’m too excited to introduce my new muse ! i will be messaging people who like this for plots - i can’t wait !

✰ ––– audra mcdonald. cis female. she/her // you don’t know ? that’s ROSALIND ‘ROS’ HARRISON !  they’re a FORTY EIGHT year old lawyer from FRESNO, CALIFORNIA. as part of manhattan’s elite, the ace is known to be FORTHRIGHT & DEFENSIVE. most people recognize them by co-ordinating business attire, raised eyebrows in judgement, paintings on the walls of her office & aggressive typing. ( elle, 22, bst, she/her )

car accident tw, internalised homophobia tw, parental death tw,

being the eldest of four siblings, born in fresno, california, rosalind always had a sense of responsibility. a protective individual, she was always attentive to them when her parents couldn’t be. responsibility was always weighing on her shoulders and pressure always seemed to be present, whether it was intended or not was another issue.

the harrisons were well-off, grateful for everything that they had but it meant that they would always have people watching them, waiting for them to make an error. her father was the district attorney, a respectable man that seemed to be a little too distant from the family. ros admired him for his devoted work ethic but a part of her wanted to be close to him.  her mother was a teacher, incredibly maternal but often underappreciated. there was no lying in her household, just things that were never said and they would all regret it.

she was always a child with big dreams but felt the need to be realistic as she went to school with prodominantly white children in private school and knew opportunities wouldn’t be handed to her so easily and that other children would be wary of her. it did hurt her but her mother would always be the one to build her up in these times of crisis. it just made her want success more. while she hated the fact that she would have to work twice as hard, to be the best she could be, she was driven to do just that.

motivated by the need for her father’s approval, ros followed in his footsteps and chose to study law. undergraduate at harvard and a graduate degree from yale, her educational resumé is stellar. she always wanted to do well for both herself and her father and she wouldn’t let herself be any less than excellent.

rosalind was sharp, hardworking and that was bound to pay off. she understood the element of perspective and understood it could be used to put a different spin on things; while this interested her professors, it did make her peers groan.

while ros chased down the path of law and academics, her younger siblings decided to pursue arts. previously, she felt a bit short-changed by this after realising that she didn’t have to do everything to impress her father and she had devoted her life to doing so. she was her father’s daughter, that was indisputable.

ros had always been an idealist but shortly after graduating she realised that she had gone into the wrong vocation for that. she found herself working with defense lawyers and became one herself. it was about playing the law, getting around it in some cases to come out on top. she was hardly able to turn back after she had spent so much time and energy to get where she was today; she had to work very hard to get noticed and there alwas seemed to be an element of a fight thrown into the mix.

with a strong foundation, rosalind knew herself and what she could handle and she wouldn’t waiver when it came to her work. she always wanted to be a force to be reckoned with, she just didn’t know that her morals would get so blurred as she progressed. there was always a back door into everything but once it was opened, there was no going back.

thinking out of the box was something that came along with experience. ros’ observations allowed her to anticipate what approach the other side would take and she would be there to give a counter argument frequently. some would say that her approaches were unorthodox, different, but that was what won her cases. building up a rapport with a number of influential clients, the woman became established and was awarded the title of junior partner at thirty four years old.

rosalind was in her early twenties when she realised she was homosexual, that she was only ever into women. she had never had a boyfriend, or even been interested - her father even applauded the fact that she was so career focused but the truth was she couldn’t bring herself to tell her family. her mother had an incling and was open with her but rosalind neither confirmed nor denied whether it was the case or not, not even to her sisters.

ten years ago, her father was involved in a vehicle collision. a named partner of a very big firm in new york city, it was of no surprise that he left his partnership to ros, giving his savings to her siblings. it was overwhelming for rosalind to say the least. she had lost her father and had newly founded pressure of being a named partner of harrison, jones & associates. it was a lot of responsibility, an opportunity she rose to but with her own hesitations that she couldn’t express.

living in her father’s penthouse, she made it her own. however, people in the firm were less that pleased; it took her years to gain their respect and not see her as a legacy child that came to take over and implement her own agenda. however, the implementing her own agenda was true. her father very much played by the rules but she was unorthodox in her methods, always wanting to go the extra mile and that brought another dimension to the already established partnership.

she is a respected individual in the industry that wants to provide minorities with that extra support but its difficult to do when you’re one of the youngest partners at one of the biggest law firms in new york city. she has a mission to create opportunities but she will be the first one to admit that she needs to do more in relation to this; she constantly feels like she’s being inundated with paperwork. ros is afraid that she’s become a face of the company more than anything so wants to get into working on more cases, particularly pro-bono ones to bring corporate responsibility to the forefront of harrison, jones & associates’ agenda.

rosalind has started dating but not found anything serious. she’s scared that she’s left it too late and will never find anyone. however, she’s still very much devoted to her partnership (the one her father trusted with her) so always finds the need to perform.

the woman earns a lot of money. she’s not afraid to voice her opinion and go in a different direction but that’s just how she is. it’s just a challenge finding a balance between it all. she puts too much pressure on herself, afraid that she’s lost sight of what’s important as she throws her weight around the legal sector and she wants to change that. 

i’m really open to any connections seen as she’s a new muse: wing people who want to help her find someone, confidants, drinking buddies for when she’s not working, enemies, old family acquaintances of her father, potential love interests, etc !

[askaceattorney]

Dear 1,

He’s been there, he’s done that.

Dear 1,

He didn’t have the chance to use his magatama on her, per se, but I guess it would’ve been about the same as with anyone else.

(MAN, I hate that sneer...)

Dear Anonymous,

I’m very glad you asked, because I’ve been re-watching it lately, and I realized that I’d forgotten what an incredible game it is.

Excuse me while I gush for a moment.

Ace Attorney Investigations 2: Prosecutor’s Path contains just about everything I love about Ace Attorney games: a deep and intricately-woven story, charming characters (old, new, and re-introduced), emotional depth, engaging music, and a unique and fun style of gameplay, this time with a brand new gimmick -- Logic Chess!  In fact, I’m starting to wonder why I ranked it below the first Investigations game.  If anything, I’d say it improves on the first game, which is pretty rare for a sequel.

The game’s story line is probably one of the most complicated ones in the series.  First, there’s a presidential assassination attempt that turns out to be staged (while someone behind the scenes tries to make it a real one), then the murder of the game’s first culprit in prison, followed by an 18-year-old case that Edgeworth “inherits” from his father, an amnesiac Kay being accused of murder, and finally, the actual murder of Zheng Fa’s President, as well as the mind-boggling truth of who he was.  You’ve really got to focus on the details to keep track of everything, but to me, that makes the story all the more intriguing.

And while all of this is taking place, Edgeworth faces an unforeseen dilemma -- the possibility of being forced to change sides in the courtroom and take up his father’s former position as a defense attorney, even working in the same law office he did.  While he doesn’t end up making that transition, he does take one very unexpected action:

All the time and effort he put into becoming a prosecutor no longer matters to him when his badge becomes a “millstone around his neck” and keeps him from pursuing the truth.  Ironically, this is what makes him such a remarkable prosecutor -- placing higher value on revealing the truth than his own reputation.  Or, as he himself put it...

This path ends up taking him to some dark and unpleasant places throughout the game, but through his determination and faith in those around him, it ultimately brings him and many others to a “grand turnabout.”

Oh, and let me share a small secret with you -- this is the only Ace Attorney game so far that managed to legitimately make me cry.  Specifically, it was because of this guy:

While neither of my parents are criminals, I can relate to Sebastian’s situation on a very deep level.  After doing everything his father asked of him and trying his hardest to become “The Best” prosecutor, he ended up facing a cruel realization -- not only had he done nothing to impress his father, but it turned out that he knew much, much less than he thought he did.  This is an unhappy truth that many high school and college graduates, including myself, have had to face in one way or another, and let me tell you -- it’s enough to make anyone cry.

What really got me, though, was what happened after his realization.  No one would blame someone for deciding to give up his prosecuting career after something like that happened, right?  However...

With some helpful encouragement from Edgeworth, who turns out to be a better father figure for him than his own father, Sebastian summons up the courage to put his fear and guilt behind him and continue his duty as a prosecutor, and in doing so, realizes that he’s capable of being an important help to the court system and to Edgeworth.  When he finally managed to hold back his tears, I quite honestly found myself unable to.

One other thing I love about this game (and this’ll be the last one, I promise) is that it has a noticeable overarching theme -- the bond between a parent and his or her child.  The game shows us numerous examples of how big an impact this kind of bond has on those who share it (Miles and Gregory, Justine and John, etc.), as well as the dangers that occur when that bond is severed or never truly develops (Isaac and Horace, Dane and Simon, etc.).  It’s a unique relationship whose importance can never be overstated.  Oddly enough, it can sometimes be found between the most unlikely people.

Even a ruthless assassin can have the heart of a father.  There’s something to think about, huh?

So in case it isn’t obvious by now, I absolutely love it!

Dear 55,

I’m glad I found it, too.  I discovered it about two years ago before I even had a Tumblr account, and it didn’t take long before my imagination exploded with ideas for letters to write to my favorite Ace Attorney characters (and some of the others, too).  Thank you for keeping it running with your letters!

It’s interesting how the latest game in the series was the first one you played.  Most of the games are designed to be understandable whether you’ve played any of the previous games or not, so it doesn’t matter much what order you play them in, but when it comes to the trilogy, I’d recommend playing them in order, or at least saving the third one for last -- it’s undeniably the best of the three.  On the other hand, it might be interesting to see how the plot it looks if you travel through it backwards, so go ahead and try it that way if you’d prefer to.  Either way, you’re in for a treat.

While we’re on the topic, I actually watched a playthrough of Dual Destinies before playing Apollo Justice, meaning that I had no idea where Trucy came from at the time.  It was no less entertaining, though -- in fact, it made me more eager to learn about her afterward.  Some spoilers aren’t so bad, I guess.

Dear Jasmine,

Thank you, and welcome to Ask Ace Attorney!  Glad to hear you’re enjoying it.

Questions involving real world events are entirely acceptable, since we mostly treat the Ace Attorney universe like it’s the real world, just with a few additions made to it (spirit channeling, fictitious countries, a larger acceptance of Japanese culture in the USA, etc.).  In fact, someone asked Apollo about a Pixar movie just a couple months ago.  Feel free to send a letter on whatever real world subject you prefer.

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Dear tanlerst,

Thanks for mentioning that -- I hadn’t noticed it before.  The only problem with fixing it is that he only pushes the carrot back once he stops talking, not while he’s talking.  There might be a way to fix it with some sprite editing, though, so let us know if you think that’d look better.

Dear Anonymous,

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