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hannahwashington · 2 months
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NEW DREAM JOURNAL POST ALERT!! Here it is:
I was Phoenix Wright. I was working on a case with Maya, but we had to do some investigating in the dead of night at some old dusty building. As we were walking around with our flashlights, we run into... Edgeworth! he was lacking his jacket and had his sleeves rolled up. From what I could see, he had really grown out sideburns and had hairy ass arms. Anyway, he was like "wtf are you doing here" and we were all "wtf are you doing here" and after a bit of back and forth we decide to continue our investigation together.
After a while, something goes bump in the night. In fright, Maya and I drop our flashlights, and Edgeworth urges us to start running. Maya's ahead of me when we go, and we follow the moonlight shining through a line of windows. I look back and see nothing but darkness behind me, but I didn't stop running. eventually we all run into a place that looks like a boiler room, and i close the door behind the three of us.
It's a quiet moment, and Maya asks, "What WAS that!?" and I answer with "I really don't think we want to find out." Also, it should be noted that I (Phoenix) talk with a Bostonian accent. This is a VERY important detail. Anyway, it's quiet for a moment, and I (because I am Phoenix) take a goooooood look at Edgeworth and his new look. His ears are pointier, his teeth seem sharper, and he's filling out his clothes a lot more than he usually does. Yes, it's EXACTLY what you're thinking.
Before I connect the pieces, though, something bangs heavily on the door. The three of us freeze, holding our breath. The hinges of the old door rattle with the force. However, a voice then comes from the other side: "Hello? Please, let me in! I need help!"
The three of us are still unsure, though. I look to Maya and Edgeworth. Miles is staring hard at the door, but Maya has moved herself behind me and is looking up at me. "Come on, Nick," she whispers, giving me a little shove. I roll my eyes but comply, quietly going up to the door and peeking through the peephole as if I wasn't experiencing a horror movie. Looking through it, I see... a girl.
The white/grey haired girl from the splash screen when you open the Ace Attorney Phoenix Wright trilogy, actually. Thing is, when I originally made this post I didn't actually know her name, but I was just told that her name is Franziska, so what I called her originally in this post (Grey) will now be changed accordingly. Franziska asks that we please open the door, and while I'm still not trusting of the whole situation, I see that it's a regular person and open the door. Maya and Edgeworth immediately give their complaints about this course of action, but before I can correct it Franziska shoves her way inside and closes the door behind her. She smooths out her clothes and brushes off dust from her collar, then looks to address us.
"There is sinister power at play, here," says Franziska. Before we can ask what she means, Edgeworth starts moaning and groaning from his spot. We look over and there, standing perfectly in the middle of a moonlight square, is Miles - holding his body and writhing. He falls to his hands and knees and his groans turn to pained cries as - you guessed it - he starts turning into a werewolf. I'm scared but I also can't help but find it kind of hot. Franziska is all like "There it is" and shoves me behind her as if to protect me (but I'm like, a good foot taller than her). Maya joins the congo line and stands behind me.
Soon, the transformation is complete, Edgewolf towering above us. He regards us, a snarl playing on his lips. Franziska is wearing one of her own. Then, Edgewolf says, "Come on, what are you all playing at? I'm dignified. I don't do mauling."
Jaws on the FLOOR. We're FLABBERGASTED. Edgewolf groans and motions for us to keep moving, and to stop gawking. After a moment we do, but we carry on in our Scooby Doo looking conga line. Maya whispers to me, asking me if I knew Miles was a werewolf. 'God I wish,' I think. "No," I actually say. Franziska commands us to hush up and keep moving.
And then... that's it. For that part, anyway. It jumps to a chapter select screen, and the dream has been split up into these parts: The Investigation, The Chase, The Confrontation, and The Transformation. Our of curiosity I choose The Chase, only to find myself back in the boiler room with Maya and Edgeworth. Remembering what happens, I pre-emptively open the door, only for Franziska's limp body to be tossed in my arms. I scream, but Edgeworth thinks quick and shuts the door, barricading it with his body. I hold the girl in my arms, staring at her face. She seems... Mostly fine, except for a long, jagged, crack-like cut coming from her hairline, down her forehead, and over her nose. I check her pulse - still beating. Hover my hand over her mouth - still breathing. Other than the cut, perfectly fine.
"Is she okay, Nick?" asks Maya. I nod, adjusting my grip so she's in a more comfortable position. Just then, Franziska's eyes flutter open, confusion swimming in them. "Where am I..?" she asks, trying to lift a hand to her face, but ultimately too weak to do so. Maya is there in a moment, piece of fabric in hand as she wipes up Franziska's face. "You're okay, it's safe," Maya tells her.
Just then, someone starts banging on the door. Edgeworth, gritting his teeth, tells us to run, that he'll hold it off. Maya's like "WHAT" but I understand. I tell her to trust him as I properly pick up Franziska and start running. Maya is right behind me as we make our sprint, and when we turn a corner we can hear yelling and the splintering of wood. Then... That's it, again.
A new chapter was added to the selection screen: The Aftermath. The cover image showed Franziska, but the cut she had had healed into a very prominent scar. I go into it, and now I'm controlling Franziska from a third-person perspective. She's in a dark and rainy courtyard, umbrella in hand. There's an open gate in front of her. Knowing this is probably where she should go, I begin guiding her towards it. When she enters, the gate closes behind her. Then I watch as she walks up a long, winding path up to a dark and gloomy castle, lightning illuminating it in frightening ways. I distinctly hear an organ playing as she makes her way up, and then, it all fades to black...
Then I wake up.
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tbh i think the funniest phenomena that's been happening in the last couple years is "youtuber, having gone too deep into the research hole, has been made an investigative journalist against their will"
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qiyra · 4 months
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annabelle--cane · 2 months
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vampirism poses the question "what if there was a fundamental, horrible, unending well of want in your soul that, if truly satisfied, would lead to great pain for all those you hold closest and, in turn, their absolute and total revilement of you?" and naturally as a person with no problems I don't relate to this in any way at all.
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rongzhi · 5 months
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English added by me :)
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thedisablednaturalist · 4 months
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Im fucking sobbing looking at the new black footed cat at Utah's Hogle zoo
Shes just a fucking baby
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Baby with a 60% successful kill rate
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saulwexler · 6 months
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how to explain to non-americans that the better call saul ads aren’t exaggerated for comedic effect they are super normie
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astronomical-bagel · 3 months
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piratepolls · 11 months
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buttercuparry · 15 days
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Reblog the fundraisers you mfs!!!!! I don't know why you all skip those to reblog some pic of a banner saying "FREE PALESTINE" or of news from Columbia University! Literally these people from Gaza have made an account on Tumblr and is writing in english to communicate what they need and you all are coming onto my blog or on the tag and not reblogging their posts. We have people both Palestinian and non Palestinian vetting the fundraisers! I mean more the reblogs, more the chance of the fundraisers gaining momemtum, the more there would be a chance of a donation. Please donate if you can and reblog!!! and follow them if it is possible.
@/mohammedayesh has posted about getting leaflets, telling them to evacuate Rafah. They are very low on funds. Go follow them and reblog their posts and donate if possible.
We have @/haneenatya too whose mother is suffering from eye stroke and need to evacuate. Please I have been following them for some days and it doesn't seem their own posts are getting much attention.
Follow them! They are on tumblr. Reblog their posts and donate. The protests in universities are being done on account of them. They should be our focus.
(EDIT: on re-reading my post it seems as if I am dismissing all that the students of universities are doing. I am not. I just meant, since all of it is to help Palestinians, we must not ignore them when they ask for help).
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kiryuing · 24 days
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ratcandy · 1 month
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we just keep naming bugs like this
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j0die101 · 1 month
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(April 12th 2024)
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No medical confirmation or psychological evaluation necessary. The law will be active by the 1st of November this year.
First names can also be changed while changing gender. One all inclusive package with minimum effort.
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ufolvr · 8 months
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Robot characters who are given names like SL-308-62 but instead of their human friend going Well let's call you Sally for short, they instead ask the other if they Like their current name.
"Do you like your serial number?" they ask. "Yes, quite. It reminds me of who I am" the robot replies. "I have heard others like me go by different names after some time, and maybe one day I'll choose one for myself, too. But right now that is my full name, yes" they continue.
Because it's not your decision to make whether or not the robot will receive a new name. It should be theirs only. What's the difference? One is more complex and the other is simplified. They were both given by strangers instead of themselves.
"62 will do," they conclude. "It's my model number - there will be no other 62 after me."
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ayy-junipei · 2 months
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Fears
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beebundt · 3 months
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im busy with an art trade but wanted 2 share some recent scraps of charlie. i haven't posted abt her in years oh my god
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