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azuramarigold · 10 months
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Take My Hand
Mia Fey after three years since her mother left the village that it is time to say "SCREW IT!" to her family legacy. The only problem is - she can't leave the most important person in the world to her.
Day 4 in Au-Gust Writing Challenge - Runaway!
AO3 DAY 1 DAY 2 DAY 3
Day 4: Runaway
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Packing the last of their pitiful amount of possessions in sacks, she took a deep breath.
 I have to do this… it’s for my sister… it’s for me.
 Mia Fey repeated this mantra in her mind over and over as she paced the small room she and her little sister, Maya shared in Fey Manor. Maya, only being five years old, looked at her older sister with big, round eyes, biting her thumbnail as she clutched at a teddy bear to her chest with her free arm.
 “Big Sister…” Maya whispered, her voice squeaky. “Where are we going…?” she asked yet again. It was the fifth time in ten minutes she had asked it.
 It was the fifth time Mia had no answer.
 It had been three years since their mother, Misty Fey, had disappeared from Kurain Village after the channeling of Gregory Edgeworth had failed. The news got out and Misty was considered a fraud and a hack. Instead of trying to rebuild her reputation, she abandoned the village,
 And her two daughters.
 Mia was technically the next in line to become the Master of the Kurain Channeling Technique as she was eldest daughter of the Main Family - however, after seeing what it has done to her family, she wanted nothing to do with it. She saw how it made her Aunt Morgan bitter and resentful toward her sister… Morgan was older than Misty yet she was not the Master due to not having enough Spiritual power. Morgan desperately tried to have her own daughters, only for her twins not to have any power either, like herself.
 The young Mia was thrown into training at a young age, and Dahlia along with Iris were thrown in too. When it was discovered that the twins had no Spiritual power, their father divorced Morgan and took them away form the village. The last Mia had heard was that he had remarried but only kept Dahlia and forced Iris to live at Hazakura Temple with another Fey Branch family member.
 Now, Morgan’s internal body clock was ticking, but she was desperate to find another partner in order to have another daughter. She believed if she had a daughter that was stronger than Mia their family could take over…
 And I’ll let them! I don’t care! Nothing is worth my sister’s life for!
 “Big Sister…?” Maya tearfully said.
 “We’re going to be okay, Maya… I promise…!” Mia assured, crouching down to her sister’s level. “I’m going to protect you… as your big sister, I swear by it!”
 Maya threw her arms around Mia, her sniffling. “You won’t leave me like Mama?”
 “I won’t…! I never will!”
 With that, Mia grabbed Maya’s sack and tied it around the small girl’s waist. In turn, she tied her own sack around herself. It was time to leave.
 The village was dark when Mia and Maya crept out of the manor, Mia putting her finger to her lips to signal her sister to be extra quiet. Both girls knew where ever creak was with every floorboard, so it was easy to sneak out. Once outside the manor, the cool breeze ripped through both of the girls’ yukatas, causing them both to chatter their teeth.
 Crossing the boundary of the village gate, Mia felt her heart pound in her chest. She knew once she crossed the line, she would never be able to come back – it would be the same for Maya. They were both abandoning their family legacy. Did Mia have the right to make that decision for her sister?
 Mia glanced down at Maya, who was looking up at her with her large, dark blue eyes.
 No… she deserves a better life…
 Together, they both stepped over the boundary and walked down the path leaving Kurain Village.
Notes:
- A much shorter story, but then end is open to interpretation!
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perrigoaway · 27 days
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WILDLY self indulgent actor Feenie art.. I think maybe Ivy University held a musical and Phoenix managed to land Seymour in Little Shop of Horrors because it doesn't get more theatre kid than that
(Also I was just listening to the soundtrack while I drew)
I let Larry be a good friend even though we don't see him in college, he has the spirt okay? I think he probably liked the weird finale LOL
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leeeeeeef · 1 year
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im still thinking abt 3-1's impact on phoenix as a character. because in 3-1 he's so trusting and open and unabashedly friendly until he realizes the truth abt dahlia. and just before dahlia is apprehended, she says this to him:
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and after that he.. just doesnt tell anyone anything??? he never did get to tell mia about larry and miles and why he became a lawyer. and he doesn't tell maya either until she literally stops him and forces him to tell her. and he didn't tell maya about miles's disappearance. and he didn't say anything about his involvement with iris at the beginning of 3-5.
and in aa4, that secretiveness is only exacerbated after not only his client but the entire legal system suddenly turned on him. right out of the gate in 4-1, phoenix is very selective with the information he discloses, like when he chooses to plead the fifth and refuses to elaborate on his game with shadi, or when he lies to the judge about his locket (through omission, but a lie nonetheless). and even throughout the game, he never tells anyone about his work on the mason system and he doesn't tell apollo and trucy about their mother.
and not only that, but he works as a poker player!! the entire point of poker is to be secretive and misleading!!! and he keeps up this facade throughout the game, projecting this character of a sleazy, shady poker player, even leaning into the rumors of him forging evidence. all when he's trying to enact generally positive legal reforms!! it's as if he's keeping up this poker face throughout the game, and it only makes him even more secretive and cryptic.
my point is, there's such a stark contrast between the bubbly, emotional, and forthcoming college student phoenix wright and the mysterious, closed-off poker player phoenix wright. and even lawyer phoenix is secretive to a degree!!
and i can't help but think that dahlia's last words to phoenix before she was arrested contributed to that change at least partially. do you think dahlia would have never resorted to murder if phoenix didnt tell anyone abt the necklace? do you think he blames himself for doug swallow's death? he was just innocently gushing about his girlfriend!!! how could he have known it would lead to something like this!?? and if this much harm could have been caused just by telling people about a little necklace, i'd understand why phoenix wouldnt want to talk about his life at all!!
but as much as he's been betrayed or weathered down, no matter how many walls he builds or how he changes, there's one thing that has stayed constant throughout his life as we've seen it, and that's especially apparent with his beanie and locket. his beanie, likely a gift from trucy with the word "papa" stitched onto it, and the locket with a picture of his daughter. both symbols of his love for trucy, just like how he wore the bottle necklace and the sweater made by iris as a sign of his love for her. and if there's anything to glean from these parallels, it's that there's a part of phoenix that never faded away after all those years, that still cares for people so ardently and so strongly and with all his heart. and that's something that will probably never change.
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doctorsiren · 7 months
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Day 10 of Sirentober / Doctober
Poison / Glass
I didn’t write the day on the piece itself bc there wasn’t really a good free space to put it
Marked up version where I explain all the little details and symbols under the cut!! (also I apologize for the fact that tumblr absolutely decimated the quality and made things blurry 😭)
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I had originally written out the explanations for my friend whose only knowledge of Ace Attorney comes from my incessant ramblings and live reactions in our DMs as I play, but I didn’t want to have to type out my explanation, so I’m just including it here. I apologize if anything is unreadable 😭
Anyways I told you I liked symbolism :))
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aro-arttorneys · 3 months
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Babey I’m cooking
Currently designing a bunch of designs for a Very VERY specific crossover that appeals to like 3 people including me. The storyline is practically the same as Super Paper Mario, with some changes regarding character dynamic and cause -> effect events.
I am having a LOT of fun drawing these! I'm nearly done with the rest of the main cast. Might do a masterpost or just a Big Ramble about this AU/Crossover at some point teehee
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schrodingers-catgirl · 8 months
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TOP 10 ACE ATTORNEY CHARACTERS (THIS IS 10. TRUST ME) 1 - Baker Street Guys (including Gina) 2 - Every Fey Woman (excluding morgan and misty, including dahlia and iris) 3 - Athena Cykes 4 - Myriam Scuttlebutt
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citnamora · 6 months
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I think some people tend to forget that Dahlia didn't murder Fawles. That man drank the poison himself. She didn't force him- it was his own decision to go through with it. Yes he was obsessed with her (and an absolute creep about it, pedo shit aside) and yes his suicide only happened because of the pact with the necklaces. But that doesn't erase the fact that he was the adult in this situation, was the one who had the ultimate say on following through. The fact they chose to make her first "victim" a blatantly obvious mentally ill man doesn't change this fact.
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Imagine you're a man who married a woman because you thought she was going to inherit lots of money and power, but when you find out she's not getting any of that, you divorce her, take your children and remarry a woman who has a daughter from a previous marriage.
After you giving one of your twins away for some reason, you hire a tutor to teach your daughter and step daughter, but that tutor ends up kidnapping and murdering your daughter.
Then imagine that a few months later your stepdaughter is also murdered and you find out from the court case that the murder was committed by your daughter who actually didn't die but faked her death.
Then imagine your daughter kills two more people and is sentenced to death.
THEN imagine your other daughter (that you may or may not know exists) gets possessed by your dead daughter under the guidance of your ex wife to try to kill your niece, but is stopped by your other niece's boyfriend who murders your sister in law and is helped by your abandoned daughter.
Then imagine throughout all of this, you never make an appearance, utter a line or even have a name.
That is the plot of Ace Attorney Trials and Tribulations, from the perspective of Dahlia's father.
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To my mutuals, I have come up with a concept:
Mirai Nikki, but everyone is their own flavor of evil and fucked up, EXCEPT for Takao Hiyama.
I will now proceed to give a brief summary of each character’s premise:
a. Yukiteru Amano: Manipulative, self-victimizing scumbag who will not hesitate to use whoever he wishes to further his own goals.
b. Yuno Gasai: Same deal as Yuki, but she gaslights others into working for her goal of having Yuki all to herself.
c. Takao Hiyama: Cool English teacher who went to therapy to deal with his psychopathic tendencies.
d. Keigo Kurusu: Corrupt cop (not surprising).
e. Reisuke Houjou: Early-budding sociopath. Sole reason why his parents joined Tsubaki’s cult to help with his antics.
f. Tsubaki Kasugano: Similar to Dahlia Hawthorne. Roped Funatsu into assassinating her parents for full control of the cult and has blackmail over all the followers into making them do her dirty work.
g.1. Marco Ikusaba: Violent delinquent that beats up the victims of Ai’s schemes for personal satisfaction.
g.2. Ai Mikami: Flirtatious delinquent that seduces victims for personal gain.
h. Kamado Ueshita: Serial kidnapper that abducts orphans to fill her Empty Nest Syndrome. Also gaslights the orphans into thinking that no other adult will love them like her. 
i. Minene Uryuu: Terrorist that commits acts for the sake of pure satisfaction.
j. Karyuudo Tsukishima: Orchestrator of illegal puppy mills and dogfighting rings.
k. John Bacchus: Corrupt mayor (very not surprising).
l. Yomotsu Hirasaka: Corrupt vigilante who secretly lets go of criminals he stopped for more future cases in order to boost his popularity and ego.
Feel free to leave your critics on this concept!
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askaceattorney · 1 year
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Dear Anonymous,
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There was a girl in my class I had a crush on and was given a Valentines box of chocolates from her.
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Then, I realized that she had given it to Miles. Kinda crushed, but happy that Miles was being so thoughtful to me.
(It’s memories like those that really stick to you.)
- Phoenix Wright
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azuramarigold · 10 months
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A Phoenix Rises from the Ashes
After a tragic accident over a hundred years ago he had learned one thing - He can't die. Now, he adopted a new name - Phoenix - as a phoenix rises from the ashes. However, was it meant for this to happen in order to meet the people that came across his long life?
Day 2 of the AU-gust Writing Challenge 2023! - Immortals! Character: Phoenix Wright Thought of Phoenix as the first thing because of his name and the legends of the mythical bird.
AO3 DAY 1
The first time he had “died” it was the most excruciating pain he had ever experienced in his life.
            The young man had been working with the other factory workers when suddenly there were told to evacuate. Everyone was in a state of panic, trampling one another, throwing each other to the ground to make sure they were ahead.
            But none of them were going to escape.
            Whatever project they were working on had overloaded, causing the entire factory to explode. Glass and shards of metal shot through his body like bullets. When he placed his hands on his stomach, a piece of pipe had greeted him as it had impaled him from behind.
            There was no escape except to accept the embrace of death – so that was what he did.
            Except… he didn’t die.
            He awoke God knows how much later, the area around him decimated. A hand to his head in confusion, he simply got and began walking, not noticing the trails of ash dropping behind him.
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Not much had changed for him in the next hundred or so years – he had decided to go with a new name: Phoenix.
            After all, when a phoenix dies, they rise from the ashes, right?
            Phoenix had done many things over the century. He had learned medicine and had become a doctor in different fields in different countries. The clinics he was in were quite successful for the most part.
            Until random warlords came in and blew his brains out.
            But, he rose again and left – the people had to believe that he was dead. How would they react to someone like him?
            Phoenix at one point had become an engineer. He was part of a team that helped develop nuclear technology. It was an interesting experience to see how that technology came together.
            That was until he saw it firsthand when he took a small getaway to Hiroshima, Japan and was literally blown away by the thing he helped with.
            Had to scrap that life too.
            Phoenix had been many things – a teacher, a construction worker, a pianist, an architect, and many odd things in-between. It wasn’t until he decided to settle in the Los Angeles area around the year 2012 that he wanted to do something different – art.
            He wanted to be part of something meaningful for once. It was a good thing that he happened to look quite young despite being over a hundred years old. What Ivy University didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.
            Good thing at one point in his life he was good at making documents as he was able to forge himself a very convincing birth certificate for admit into the college. He also had forge himself a vaccination record, documentation about parents and bank statements to get himself cosigners for an apartment; luckily that was paid off quickly as he had many stashed bank accounts over the years that had accumulated funds with great interest.
            It was a lot of work – but getting himself into the art program at Ivy University before the first day of the new semester was a synch. No one suspected a thing and every one looked at Phoenix like he was a dumb, naïve twenty-one-year-old boy who didn’t know his head from his ass.
            And that was perfect.
            However, it didn’t help that Phoenix had also decided at the time after watching a court case on the television that being a type of lawyer would be interesting too – sometimes he was overzealous with his interests. After all, he was never a lawyer before either. He honestly didn’t want to wait until he was “killed” again to start that career path, so he took law as a minor.
            As he was in the basement one morning of the courthouse, looking at old court files for a law assignment he was working on, a young woman rushed down the stairs. Her blood-red hair was so deep it looked as though it came from her veins themselves. Her large, youthful brown eyes were darting around wildly, her hands gripping a white laced parasol.
            Then their eyes met.
            For the past hundred years there was something that Phoenix could say that he had never done – he had never been with anyone. He had thought it would be too dangerous and too suspicious as he didn’t age and of course when he “died” he had to immediately skip town.
            But there was something desperate in this young woman’s eyes…
            And that was where the trouble had begun.
            A glass heart-shaped necklace was given to him – thrusted upon him actually – as she stated that she liked him. How could that be? They had never met before!
            Despite being someone over a hundred years old, what Phoenix did in that moment was the stupidest thing he had ever done.
            He trusted that woman – Dahlia Hawthorne – completely.
            Phoenix and her dated for eight months. There were no incidents as far as he knew. She was actually quite sweet and kind, often cooking him nice foods that he thought were cute. Occasionally he surprised her with a romantic dinner that he had cooked himself as at one point in his many years he was a chef.
            By the fourth month of him dating her he had gained a new experience in his life – she was the first person he had ever made love with.
            Then out of the blue a young man she had previously dated began to warn Phoenix that she was dangerous and had stolen top chemicals from the pharmacology department. In Phoenix’s experience when he was a doctor, medicine had come a long way – so the chemicals that this Doug Swallow guy listed were very unfamiliar to him.
            There was an argument, and of course, being the passionate person that he was, Phoenix aggressively pushed Doug to the ground and stormed off. However, he felt guilty about potentially hurting the young man, so he had turned around to go assist him.
            Only to see Dahlia crouched over the corpse of Doug.
            “Oh, Feenie… this isn’t what it looks like…” she had said sweetly, but her tone seemed forced. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
            Phoenix could add to his long list of life being on trial of accused murder though.
            He doesn’t know why, even to this day, why he tried to cover her for as long as he did. Even his lawyer at the time, Mia Fey, was beginning to grow frustrated and annoyed. It was then Phoenix made mistake number two.
            He consumed the necklace that Dahlia had given him the day they met… right after it was revealed to be potentially laced with deadly poison that had put an attorney in a coma eight months prior.
            Either luckily or unluckily the poison didn’t kill him. Well, it did, but it didn’t. Phoenix had gone through his normal cycle in the bathroom of the courthouse where he ate the necklace behind locked doors.
            The burning sensation that he always went through was never bearable, no matter how many times it happened.
            When his body “dies” all his cells began to combust simultaneously into flames, leaving nothing but ashes behind him. It was starting life anew – a phoenix rising from the ashes. To be honest, he lost count how many times he had gone through this process. But it did confirm one thing to him.
            Dahlia had never cared for him – she had tried to kill the lawyer eight months prior.
            And the bottle of cold medicine that she had stolen from Phoenix as he was a little under the weather… she had laced it with the same poison in an attempt to kill him.
            Although a dark tough did cross his mind at that point: How shocked would Dahlia would have been to see Phoenix consume the poison and “live”?
            It didn’t matter in the end as Dahlia Hawthorne was arrested for the attempted murder of Diego Armando from eight months prior, the attempted murder of Phoenix Wright, the murder of Doug Swallow, and stealing highly toxic chemicals. The young woman was put in cuffs and dragged off, screaming curses to anyone who would listen.
            The lawyer that had defended him, Mia Fey, offered to mentor him with his legal path from there on out. There was something about her that he knew he could trust – an energy that she emitted. So, he took her offer fully.
            For three years he studied like a “normal” person and became a lawyer – he honestly could’ve done it much faster, but it would’ve been suspicious. Phoenix ended up with his own shiny Attorney’s Badge and began to work as a Junior Partner with Mia at her own firm of “Fey and Co.”.
            It was a nice change of pace – no extreme dangers. Phoenix even debuted as a lawyer defended a friend he had made from one of his “odd” jobs from the pass from murder. It went like a breeze and he was able to find the true culprit in no time.
            Then a couple of nights later when Mia had invited Phoenix out for some drinks, he re-learned his lesson on why he never got close to anyone.
            Phoenix arrived to the office to see that his boss, his mentor, his beloved friend was slumped underneath the window. Blood was dripping from a wound on her head, already beginning to clot as she had been sitting there for a an hour.
            Mia Fey had been murdered.
            A small girl was sitting by Mia’s side, bawling her eyes out, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. The girl begged at whatever god she could pray to for her sister’s life back.
            Sister…?
            Mia had never mentioned a sister to him before…
            The girl – who he learned was Maya Fey – was then promptly arrested for the murder of Mia Fey. It was ridiculous and made no sense at that logic – Phoenix had tried to point that out multiple times. The detective in question, however, was hearing none of it as he stated the proof was because Mia left evidence of her writing the name of her killer behind.
            Maya’s.
            Phoenix had instantly felt connected to the young girl – he couldn’t put his finger on it. She was an odd one as she was a Spirit Medium in training. Maya was constantly wearing her acolyte robes, purple and white, and had her raven black hair in a top knot with decorative purple beads in the front holding two strands of her hair.
            Seeing her behind that glass in the Detention Center – she looked so small and helpless. It was no place for her to be.
            Despite Maya trying to reject his offer of being her attorney – Phoenix insisted on it. He was going to defend her. After all – Mia would’ve wanted it, right?
            Odds were stacked against the two of them – a dark past unraveling that Phoenix had only heard whispers through the grapevine over the years. A dark corporation that specialized in blackmail had ruined Mia and Maya’s mother’s reputation as a Spirit Medium due to an old murder case from fifteen years prior. So, Mia was doing digging of her own to get all the evidence against the man – Redd White – to get the names of politicians, people in the high legal system, cops, and so on to finally put him away.
            Mia was killed for it – but with Phoenix and Maya’s teamwork they were able to force Redd White to admit his guilt.
            The two had become inseparable since that trial as Phoenix felt an extreme protectiveness over Maya. They had done a few trials together and when it came to the trial of the rival prosecutor they had faced since Mia’s murder, it was the first time Maya realized there may be something different about him.
            “Hey, Nick…” Maya had asked when they two where at Gourd Lake doing their investigation for Miles Edgeworth’s trial.
            “Hmm?” Phoenix had replied with a hum absently. He never really responded to a nickname for his name, but with Maya he had made an exception.
            “Why aren’t you wearing a coat…?”
            “Wha…?”
            It was true that at that moment Phoenix wasn’t wearing a coat, just his traditional blue suit he liked to wear for court. Maya on the other hand was bundled in a winter coat with a small purple hat and gloves.
            “Oh… I’m not cold…” he half-lied.
            At one point in his long life, he had frozen to death. Ever since he had risen from those ashes, he no longer could feel cold or get frost bitten. He had no idea why that happened – he noticed when he was shot a few times after getting killed by bullets that they hurt like a son of bitch, but they didn’t kill him again. It was the same with stabbing. Or a broken neck.
            “Nick…”
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The trial against Miles Edgeworth ended up being acquitted – although there were a few tough calls.
            One, the prosecutor for the trial was Manfred von Karma – who was Miles’ mentor. The man was evil and devious and had cornered both Phoenix and Maya in the evidence room at the police precinct. The devilish prosecutor had a high voltage taser that should have highly illegal to use and tried to strike Maya with it.
            Phoenix would never let that happen – so he was struck with it instead. His body was jolted with thousands of volts of electricity until he felt that familiar burning sensation. He crumpled to the ground and von Karma had run away with the evidence he needed to have stayed hidden. Maya collapsed to the ground next to Phoenix with tears in her eyes as she tried to call desperately for help.
            “No, I can’t have someone else I care about die on me again…!” Maya had sobbed. “Please don’t…!” Her hands had brushed against his hand, and she yelped when the skin flaked away in ash.
            A gasp had escaped from Phoenix as though it was the first time he had ever breathed oxygen, his hand clenching to his chest.
            “I guess I can scratch that off the list…” he’d murmured.
            Maya had looked at him with wide eyes. “What… the HELL was that, Nick!?” she demanded.
            Phoenix at the time jumped away from her, his back hitting a file cabinet. “Ah… hold on, Maya… I can explain… sort of…” he insisted meekly.
            “What’s with these ashes!?” she’d nearly shrieked, her hands gesturing to the ashes that were dusting the floor and files.
            “Uh… we need to clean that up…”
            “This is not helping, Phoenix Wright!”
            “Okay, okay!” Phoenix had then taken a deep breath. “I… sort of can’t die…?” he’d said it like a question.
            Maya had given him a perplexed look. “What do you mean…?”
            “It means I have been alive for over a hundred years and have never aged,” he pointed out. “I have been shot, stabbed, nuclear bombed, ate poison, died of hypothermia, starved to death, died of dehydration, and now have been electrocuted and I’m still kicking.”
            Maya then blinked. “So… all my ‘Old Man’ jokes are legit…?” she had asked innocently with a coy smile.
            Phoenix had gawked at her. “You just saw me die and come back and that is the first thing you think of!?” he demanded almost angrily.
            Maya had merely shrugged. “Nick… I’m a damn Spirit Medium, this is probably, like, in the top five weirdest experiences I’ve ever had,” she nonchalantly said to him.
            Phoenix’s secret was out – he didn’t have to keep lying to Maya about himself anymore. And it was a great weight that was lifted from his shoulders.
            Once the trial had ended – Miles Edgeworth had kept eyeing Phoenix oddly. It was as though he was finally recognizing him from somewhere.
            “I do want to thank you for all your work here today, Phoenix,” Miles told him, reaching his hand out for a handshake.
            “Oh, yeah, the pleasure is all mine, Miles,” Phoenix sheepishly smiled. “What are friends for?”
            Miles raised a gray brow. “So, you recognize me too, then?” he finally asked.
            “Uh… recognize…?” Phoenix echoed curiously. “I’m sorry… I’m afraid I don’t…”
            Miles gave a small shake of his head. “The factory over a hundred years ago…” he calmly recalled.
            Phoenix went rigid. In all his years, he had never spoken to anyone about that.
            “The one who tried to warn everybody when one of the machines overloaded…?” Miles prodded. “That was me… I was too late…” He crossed his arms in a nervous matter, his right crossing to his left and gripping tightly. “So many of the workers… they were throwing each other to the ground and hurting each other to get to safety…”
            “How… how do…”
            “But you didn’t do that…” Miles continued, ignoring him. “In fact, you saved me…”
            Maya was invested. “So… you have the same thing as Nick, Mr. Edgeworth?” she asked softly.
            Miles looked down at her. “Yes…” he replied. “I too have died many a times over the years… the burning sensation and the ashes…” He then touched his hair. “It’s happened so often that my hair has turned permanently gray.”
            Phoenix raised his hands. “Whoa… wait… back up a minute here…” he insisted. “How did I save you?”
            Miles gave a small smirk. “Oh… I guess I should elaborate…” he chuckled lightly. “I was the son of the owner of that factory. The workers were mining and refining some sort of fossilized meteorite from thousands of years ago…
            “There was radiation, which back then many people didn’t have experience with. When one of the machines cracked a meteorite… the radiation leaked out and affect the machines and caused them to overload.” Miles took a deep breath, remembering the details. “I was close to one of the sites and noticed the machines going haywire… so, I went to try to warn the other workers.
            “My father was not pleased… he wanted you all to keep working, to keep digging. I refused to let it continue. The radiation kept leaking and I warned you all to the best of my ability… my father was angry and tried to throw me against a machine – but you… you Phoenix…” Miles trailed off.
            Phoenix rubbed his head, trying to recall that night. Ever since that first death, he barely had any recollection of what had happened. However, the more that Miles talked, the more the man began to feel familiar. Instead of wearing the burgundy suit that Phoenix was familiar with, he recalled Miles wearing a wine-colored waistcoat with a cotton white undershirt and a black newspaper boy-styled cap on what was once his dark brown hair.
            Phoenix remembered at that instant. He remembered the machine was being overloaded with energy. Miles’ father was enraged from the young man trying to warn the workers and had tried to throw him against the machine. Phoenix, who was running one of the machines, had stopped dead in his tracks from trying to evacuate and stopped the man from doing so. It was futile as the machine still exploded.
            The glass shards going through his body… the metal… the steel pipe…
            “Are you implying that the radiation…?” Phoenix finally whispered.
            “Gave us some sort of immortality?” Miles finished. “Yes… the meteorite was obviously not from our solar system…”
            “Why us…?”
            Miles shrugged. “That… I am not sure…” he honestly said. “But whatever the reason… I’m glad to have seen my friend again…”
            Phoenix then felt a small hand clasp into his. He looked down to see Maya smile up at him.
            “And I’m glad I got to meet you too, Nick…” she told him honestly. “I think Mia may have known something different about you… we Fey’s have this uncanny ability about this stuff.”
            Phoenix blinked at her. Even though he potentially can live forever – he didn’t want to leave Maya behind at all. During his years he had never put much thought into trying to cure his immortality – but after meeting Maya and a few other people recently he rather stick around and age with them.     
            “You know what… I’m glad too…”
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- There will be a PART 2 of this eventually lmao... - Also, LIGHT GHOST TRICK REFERENCE WHHHHHATTTTT? MEEEEEE? If you haven't played the game yet, I'm not spoiling anything - GO PLAY IT! - Not gonna lie these AU Writings are cutting into "The Found Turnabout" and "Born to Run", even though I tried to write a few of these ahead of time. Whoops.
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skyy-valley · 2 years
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For a man who dresses in blue you seem to have a lot of red in your life
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quailfence · 9 months
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I feel like Turnabout Recipe is an underrated Ace Attorney case. Sure, it’s got problems, but it also has a lot of underlooked foreshadowing and parallels to other cases in the game. For example, the case’s villain, Furio Tigre manages to fool a lot of people into thinking he’s someone he isn’t, much like Dahlia, the main villain of the game. The victim’s coffee being poisoned parallels how Dahlia poisoned Diego | Godot’s coffee. And most obviously, Godot being unable to see the ketchup stain on a white apron submitted as evidence hits at his colorblindness, which ends up being crucial to solving the final case in the game. I also love stories where a seemingly-small thing (the murder of a customer at a bad French restaurant) ends up leading to something much bigger (his murder owing money to the mafia, and said mafia using a computer virus the victim created to attack the police station). Also, I really like Viola and think she deserves Nice Things
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Looking at the ace attorney monster Au and I’ve been wondering, how did Phoenix get turned into a werewolf?
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Typing it also just in case my handwriting is silly
So Naruhodo Ryunosuke was a werewolf, meaning that Phoenix naturally has werewolf blood in him. It’s dormant in him, and so he just appears as a normal human and thought he was a normal human for most of his life until he was in college.
Dahlia Hawthorne is not great at magic. Despite being a fairy, she’s never been skilled at it, but that didn’t stop her from trying to use it still. She created a potion which *did* end up killing Terry, but when it came to Diego, it put him into a coma and worked against his determination to live and ended up turning him into a dark elf (he was a wood elf before). When it came to Phoenix, he ate the glass necklace during the trial, which still had some of the potion left in it. Instead of killing Phoenix like it was intended to do, it merely activated the werewolf blood in him.
And so after he ate the necklace, Mia’s like “?!?!?!?! Are you GOOD?!?!?!”, fearing that it would kill him or put him in a coma. But Phoenix said he was fine. After the trial, he’s thanking Mia for her help and she notices that uh hey his teeth are different? And so she makes a note of that. After that trial, she becomes Phoenix’s mentor to help him study and become a lawyer, and so he goes to her a few days after the trial and is like “uh hey I actually DON’T think I’m good.” because now all the werewolf stuff is happening
But as he is studying to become a lawyer, he’s also coming to terms with his new self. He also learns about his werewolf lawyer ancestor and thinks that’s pretty epic
It’s funny because on the first page, Mia looks a lot taller than Phoenix and that’s because she uses magic to make herself taller when in court so that she’s taken more seriously by the men around her.
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psychlocke · 2 years
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this has been in my head for a while
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briar-craft · 2 years
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Quick au snippet
It had been almost two decades since Miles Edgeworth had defended Phoenix in the classroom. Since then his father had encouraged him to work hard to become an amazing defense attorney, as well as Ray, Larry, and most of all Phoenix. While they had went to different schools as they were pursuing different careers, Phoenix had been Mile’s biggest supporter. While Miles tries to downplay his accomplishments, he can’t help but preen himself a bit as his childhood friend fawned over him and his work. Some days, Miles even asked Phoenix if he wanted to be an attorney himself as he seemed to have a natural knack for pointing out flaws, but the other young man had his heart set on an art career. “Besides, you’re a lot more level headed than me when it comes to arguments,” he would point out some variation of this remark whenever he was asked. But that didn’t stop him from going with Miles to the courthouse every now and then just for a break from staring at color theory and such. Today was one of those days, though Phoenix had wandered off to give him some peace and quiet as he was a bit frustrated in a case study his father had put him up to and needed to figure it out. He hummed, coming up with a few ideas but decided to go and find his friend to get his opinion on the matter after putting away what he needed. Just as he was getting around the corner though, he could hear a sickly sweet feminine voice along with a nervous laughter. He peeked around the corner to see Phoenix awkwardly squirming a bit as a red haired young lady had basically cornered him, “... Do you really not want to go with me? We would make a great couple though,” he heard her say which made something inside of him freeze, his hackles raising at the insinuation. Phoenix was trying to talk but it was clear that he was flustered and so Miles decided to go over to them. He gently pushed her to the side but before she could retort he grabbed Phoenix by the collar and pulled him into a kiss, the other boy gasping into it, his eyes wide, as well as the girl just staring at them both. Miles pulled away, his cheeks hot as his face bloomed red though he looked at the girl, basically staring her down. Phoenix was sputtering a bit and the girl was trying to regain her composure when suddenly a hand clasped her shoulder, “And just where did you think you were going, little missy? You still have some questions to answer,” the gruff man said, several policemen behind him, ready to take her away. The two boys stared as after the girl glared almost demonically at them, she turned with a huff to follow them. Watching as they disappeared, a few others following after them. But now they were alone again. “Miles...?” “Don’t let it get to your head, Wright, I was just getting you out of the situation you seemed to be frozen in! Come on, it’s time to go!” Miles huffed, unable to look at Phoenix again as he pulled him off towards the exit, wanting to have Phoenix be dropped off as soon as possible. He hadn’t even come out to Phoenix yet about his orientation, but he knew that he had no chance of saying otherwise now and would rather not face the repercussions of it just yet. He didn’t want to lose their friendship. Phoenix stopped them both though as they got to the exit to the courthouse, “Miles, wait,” he said. Miles did stop, his grip on Phoenix’s one hand tightening just a bit as he prepared to be told off when he felt lips press a kiss to his cheek. He sputtered a bit, looking to Phoenix who had the softest and most genuine, if not shy, smile on his flushed face, “Thank you, for getting me out of that, I am bi, but I’ve had my eye on an up and coming defense attorney more than anyone else,” he admitted softly. Miles huffed softly, “... I’m sorry it was sudden... Would you allow me to make it up to you with dinner...?” he asked hopefully, looking to him. “Heh, dinner sounds wonderful.” Phoenix agreed, both of them clearly feeling like they were floating until the doors were flung open behind them. “Alright boys, are you ready to go back-” “Mr. Shields, you almost bashed me in the head with the door, be more careful!” “Sorry, sorry- Oh, uh, hey, why are your faces red-” “It’s none of your business, let’s go!”
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