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Entry tags:
- !intro log,
- abigail hobbs; the hanged man,
- alina starkov; the hanged man,
- alucard; the hierophant,
- amos burton; the lovers,
- belle; strength,
- brad bakshi; the wheel of fortune,
- cirilla of cintra; the devil,
- coraline finch; the tower,
- emet-selch; the emperor,
- eponine thenardier; the hanged man,
- estinien wyrmblood; the hermit,
- geralt of rivia; the hanged man,
- gideon nav; strength,
- hector; the magician,
- himeka sui; the fool,
- homelander; judgement,
- jaskier; the sun,
- jolie ann harmony; justice,
- jon sims; the high priestess,
- julie lawry; the wheel of fortune,
- kiryu kazuma; the tower,
- link; strength,
- lloyd henreid; the lovers,
- louis; death,
- majima goro; the hanged man,
- martin blackwood; the empress,
- nadine cross; the world,
- nero (drakengard); the devil,
- peter parker (mcu); strength,
- phoenix wright; the lovers,
- roland deschain; death,
- sam wilson; justice,
- sasarai; judgement,
- some ovmennet; the empress,
- stephen strange; death,
- yennefer of vengerberg; the chariot,
- yuri lowell; the tower
INTRO LOG #2
Intro Log #2
It has been two months now since the initial group of summonings first took place. Castle Thorne, or at least the part above ground, is buzzing with a vibrant air of hope following the 'success' at the Singularity. Eager smiles and excited chattering are to be found in nearly every corner of the castle and surrounding town. The honored guests may find grateful looks turned their way more often than not. A new and brighter day seems to be dawning on the kingdom.
In the dungeons it's a different story entirely. The mood is somber and uneasy. The prisoner taken for trial has yet to return, and no word has come regarding her or her fate. There has been no mention of any further trials as of yet and guards seem to have little patience for unruly behavior or even conversation. Some seem to not even look at or acknowledge the prisoners at all.
[ Feel free to continue threads from the TDM here or start your own! As cell and room assignments will be short-lived due to this month's event, you're free to assume whichever cellmates and roommates you like instead of officially signing up as long as there are ICly no more than four people in a cell or room at once. ]
In the dungeons it's a different story entirely. The mood is somber and uneasy. The prisoner taken for trial has yet to return, and no word has come regarding her or her fate. There has been no mention of any further trials as of yet and guards seem to have little patience for unruly behavior or even conversation. Some seem to not even look at or acknowledge the prisoners at all.
[ Feel free to continue threads from the TDM here or start your own! As cell and room assignments will be short-lived due to this month's event, you're free to assume whichever cellmates and roommates you like instead of officially signing up as long as there are ICly no more than four people in a cell or room at once. ]
Phoenix Wright | Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney | The Lovers
Phoenix is... not really dealing with the whole Horizon thing well. After waking back up in the 'real world' and remembering everything he forgot, it was hard not to think of the fact that this world seemed to be able to take his memories on a whim. It was also hard to not think of the fact that... well. He's been gone for two months. Two months his daughter is wondering where he's gone. And he's not any closer to coming home. Maybe he'll never be.
He's managed to maintain his sobriety, which is a herculean feat itself, but he's broken down on tobacco. He's somehow rustled up a pack of cigarettes from the servants, something all the way from the 'Free Cities', wherever that is.
So now he stands outside of the castle in some isolated spot overlooking the rest of the town, smoking with a grim expression on his face. An ash tray sits by him, perched on top of a stone fence, and it's clear he's already gone through most of the pack. It's just taking the edge off, he tells himself. He wishes he had somewhere to truly be private, somewhere he didn't feel so exposed.
Bird break
Phoenix is minding his own damn business, trying to read through these legal books and write up notes on them, when he just imagines idly how nice it'd be to be a bird without a care. And then with little in the way of transition, he's a blue jay.
He's a fucking blue jay.
He has no idea how to turn back, so he panics, and now there is a screeching bright blue bird flying through the castle, looking a little drunk because it clearly doesn't know how to fly. Don't mind it while it continually screeches and slams into walls and people's faces.
Cell Visit
Phoenix has had a weird day, but it's time to visit the new... clients, he guesses? More innocent people in the dungeon means more people he is going to try to get out of there.
So he comes down with a basket full of treats from upstairs, going from cell to cell to get to know everyone there. As he comes to this one, he smiles and waves. "Hey. I'm Phoenix Wright." He offers his basket, which smells pretty darn good. "Are you hungry?"
Birb!
But he's pretty sure it's going to hurt itself if it continues like that, or... or actually, maybe it already has, from the way it flies. Dropping to the floor again, he follows the bird, and when he's close, tries to carefully net it with his ridiculous spread of hands.
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This is it this is how he dies he is a bird and he's going to be eaten by a giant spider monster goodbye cruel world he has no idea how he's going to explain this to Mia when he meets her in the afterlife--
Phoenix flops on the floor, squawking and flapping in distress, but he can't really get off the ground before the creature picks him up.
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"Soft, soft. You don't belong in here."
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The creature's cooing at him like he's a cute sick animal. Which... okay, he might be a cute sick animal. Does this mean he's not going to die? He hopes so. He chirps, his little legs scrabbling for purchase on the creature's wrists, like it's somehow possible for him to work his way out of the grip.
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"I'll take you... to the out," he says, not sure of the word for what's beyond the castle.
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So he just relaxes in the creature's hand. Is this his life now? He should find Kay. She knows how to turn back. How does it work? Does he just think really hard about being a human again and--
And then he turns into a fully grown man with a pop and a yelp of surprise, right in the creature's hands.
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"Glowing stones, what in the all-dark are you?!"
Cell visit
"Thanks, but I'm okay."
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He puts the basket down near her cell, near enough that she can reach for it without asking him to push it towards her, and he leans on the bars.
"What's your name? I'm Phoenix Wright," he says. He gets that not everyone understands what defense attorneys are, so he likes to ease into introducing himself first and then explaining why he's here.
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"Abigail," she replies, not wanting to give her full name out of the dread that someone here will be from her own world and recognise her name from the news, for all the wrong reasons.
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And he does mean it. He likes meeting new people. Especially people with big eyes who need help getting out of a jail cell--but that's his hero complex talking.
"I'm a defense attorney. Do you have those in your world?"
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"Yeah, we have lawyers. I'm not sure the people in charge here care much about due process, though."
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"They do care, mostly. Unfortunately, we're dealing with one of the few people in the kingdom who doesn't have to care about due process."
He crosses his arms, his voice serious but not dire. He never shows fear or helplessness in front of a client if he can help it. Half of his job is keeping their spirits up, after all.
"Ambrose can decide if you stay in here or if you leave. Luckily, he can be talked around. I've managed it in the past."
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At least, that's what Eponine had told her.
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He doesn't wait for an answer before tugging the neckline of his silk tunic, straightening it so it shows off a the stylized heart of the Lovers embroidered at his breast.
"It's your Arcana. Think of it like your star sign, but somehow connected to magic around here." And also real, but Phoenix won't say that quite so bluntly. "I'm the Lovers, and you're the Hanged Man. People with the Hanged Man Arcana are usually outsiders wherever they were from."
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"Are you seriously telling me I could have got out of here this whole time?"
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