[no game, open RP] The "pester Edgeworth in his office" post

[truthsnomiracle]

[Chances are, when you enter room 1202 of the Prosecutor's Office, you'll find High Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth hard at work. He learned the hard way not to be too quick to throw people out when they interrupt him, so as annoyed as he probably will be once he notices your presence, you'll more likely than not get a sufficient chance to justify yourself. Usually.]

[To help clarify the purpose of this post, this is someplace anyone can come tag me if they want -- just start a thread! Canons, AUs, OCs, and canon OCs welcome, both AA and non-AA!]

NOTICE: To start a new thread on this site, please use the Dreamwidth edition of this meme, not this import of the LJ version!

Since no non-default journal styles, let alone any with one of those sidebars where you can click on specific threads, are well-suited for long threads, here's a nice manual index.

1. Phoenix Wright (gotyoucornered) makes a Valentine's Day delivery (gen)
   
2. "Sibel Miryzo" (visionofchaos) discusses an improbable bank robbery (gen)
   
3. Chie Satonaka (stompyerface) visits a friend who's never met her (gen)
   
4. Franziska von Karma (whipthebell) henpecks an overworked Edgeworth (gen)
   
5. Pamela Ibiss (cuteghost300 perkily adds further evidence towards an uncomfortable conclusion (gen)
   
6. Byrne Faraday (promisecutor revisits his former office (gen)
   

Comments

:3c

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[There's nobody there, and the giggling gets louder and more pronounced. Someone is having fun with this~]

Re: :3c

[truthsnomiracle]

(If there isn't a person in the room, perhaps it is simply a recording...)

[Edgeworth looks around with his head alone, attempting to pinpoint the direction the giggling is coming from.]

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[But it's coming from the middle of the room, up in the air-- and there's nothing of the sort on the ceiling.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[OK, now that's strange. The floors and ceilings should be thick enough to prevent sound from bleeding through, so you've left Edgeworth visibly stumped for the moment, Pamela.]

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[Abruptly, a large purple teddy bear appears in thin air, seemingly floating all by itself.]

[Nothing else shows up, though. More giggling can be heard, at any rate.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[And that was the last thing Edgeworth expected to see. He recoils from the sight in disbelief, then stops to try to consider how that could even be possible.

Unfortunately, for the moment he's coming up blank.]

Keywords relevant~

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[The giggling turns to outright laughter as a young lady-- also suspended in midair, appears, holding onto the bear.]

Oh, your face was priceless~!

Yep! ;)

[truthsnomiracle]

What manner of trickery is this?!

Hehehe. <3~

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[She giggles again. Just be glad she didn't make your case files start flying around.]

What do you mean~? I haven't done anything yet!

[truthsnomiracle]

[Well, she was interacting. That did reduce the possibilities...]

On the contrary -- you've entered my office with the intent of playing minor pranks. (Whether beforehand to set up equipment I've yet to locate, or... otherwise, I cannot yet say.)

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose that's true, if you want to get technical about it~

[She's floating over to examine that tea set, Edgeworth.]

Ohh~ This is a nice one~

[truthsnomiracle]

Do be careful. To replace it, I would have to take a flight to England. (That being said, she probably cannot do it any harm, but until the situation is understood it is best to err on the side of caution.)

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Oh! That's quite far, isn't it?

[She could do it harm, and one of the teacups lifts itself so she can get a better look.]

I wonder if I could make something similar~ It'd be a nice touch to the library~

[truthsnomiracle]

(It would appear that I was wrong.)

[Edgeworth nervously looks around, and especially up, for any miniature winches or glints of wires.]

Um...

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

[There is nothing of the sort, but Pamela puts the cup down without...touching it again...]

Yes~?

[Oh this is so much fun.]

1/2

[truthsnomiracle]

[Juuust gonna silently take the opportunity to inspect that cup now...]

2/2 Done!

[truthsnomiracle]

[...and find nothing. After setting it back down:]

What... are you?

heeee

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Hmm~? I'm a ghost, of course~!

[OF COURSE]

[truthsnomiracle]

[He was afraid of that. Have a trademarked emoface, Pamela.]

...I see.

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Aww, what's wrong? Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt anybody~

[sldfasfa nuuu don't be sad bro!]

[truthsnomiracle]

It... isn't that.

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Well, then, what's the matter?

[She floats back over, curious.]

[truthsnomiracle]

As vital as the truth may be... not all truths are easy to accept. ...If I might have time to think...

[cuteghost300.livejournal.com]

Aww, but that's boring!

[Hope you don't mind her doing flips in the air. She's a very whimsical ghost.]

[truthsnomiracle]

(Would Kay also enjoy death as much as life?)

I doubt my ability to concentrate on my work until I've recontained myself, but I suppose that you're the sort who would consider that to be equally boring.