010 [video] Fourth wall event!

[miniworth]

---Gotcha.

[So what's Edgeworth up to today? Well... he was catching Butch and Tadpole, who thought it would be a wonderful way to exercise if they stole Edgeworth's Pokégear and run all over Violet. And that's how they spent the day today! Pess, being a good girl, is off visiting Phoenix at the Pokémon Center.

And Edgeworth had just caught up to the two Pokémon. But wait. This isn't Violet anymore. The moment the Gear stops shaking like crazy, the camera manages to focus on..... the inside of an elevator?

Unfortunately, Edgeworth doesn't notice until the doors close behind him.]

......Huh?

....W-where am I...?

[Panic settling in three, two, one.....]

Oh god... [And the feed cuts off as Edgeworth drops his gear, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.]

[[ooc; FFFFF I hate writer's block, especially those that hit at the best moments. =u= ;; But anyway, a shorter, less depressfail version of Edgeworth's fourth wall event, that I definitely like better. Action posts to people in the department store, on the fourth floor, which is where Edgeworth will THROW HIMSELF OUT OF THE ELEVATOR BECAUSE OH GOD TRAUMA, and video/audio/text responses will come about an hour later, once the kid calms down and feels better! c: Responses will be slow-- I'll probably be busy both Saturday and Sunday until the evening. =w= ;;

Butch used with permission from Phoenix Wright mun cheapblusuits! I think Phoenix is in possession of Pess and her egg for this weekend, as well. ]]

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[miniworth]

[FHSALJFHSDLKJFHSD

Lights off. Dark. Can't breathe. Oh god now there's going to be an earthquake and life is going to suck fhsadljfhdlk]

Threadjacking with Lynn Miles will not reply to this anymore ffff

[iwibble.livejournal.com]

[Standing right next to her.]


....I think that was a bad idea.

OH GOD HELLO LYNN

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

[...immediately stops in her running to pout at you forever.]

...it's not like I woulda KNOWN it was gonna do that...

MILES WILL BE MIA FOR A BIT /making icons like hsadjkfhdsj

[iwibble.livejournal.com]

[Are you kidding me Senna.]

Senna, even you took physics.

I-I WILL HAVE TO TAG TOMORROW BECAUSE RIGHT NOW RRRGH ICONS

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

[Senna, the queen of unintentional trolling.]

Yeah, like, ten years ago.

F-FFF Oh god farside why.

[trollsfarside.livejournal.com]

[Standing outside the elevator waiting for Mitsuo, he gives Senna a look.]

If we get grilled Mitsuo for lunch today, Senna, I'm going to be mad.

WHY WHY WHY.

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

Hey, now, I wouldn't harm a hair on 'er pretty head.

_{...intentionally.}

[trollsfarside.livejournal.com]

Intentionally, you say.

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're such a worrywort. They're fiiiiine.

[...really.]

[trollsfarside.livejournal.com]

Last time you said that, Lynn was twitching on the classroom floor with almost a concussion because you decided to throw a table at Jin and missed.

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

How can I help it if the table totally realigned in midair? <sub>It's a conspiracy.

...sorry bout that, by the way, Lynn.</sub>

[iwibble.livejournal.com]

....Er.

[Nervous grin is a go.]

It's all right, Senna.

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

[OOOH SNAP UH]

A-ack! Okay, okay, no worries, I'm a professional! Sparky, do it again!



[More flickering. Very ominous flickering. And then -- LIGHTS. CONSISTANT LIGHTS. THANK GOODNESS.]

Aight, there we go! 'Ere, little guy, I'll meet you on the next floor up!

[BRB RUNNING UP THE STAIRS. What is an off button, Senna.]

[miniworth]

[About a minute later, Edgeworth (and Mitsuo) are outside on the fourth floor.

Edgeworth is looking a bit worse for wear.]

....Was that your doing, Miss?

[nogendergiven.livejournal.com]

[Oh man he was out of that elevator in like one second. Ick.

Also, giving Senna the most deadpan look ever.]

Senna. Do us a favor and do not try to help us. Again. Ever.

[economyoffarce.livejournal.com]

[Aww, don't be like that, you two! She grins, futzing with her ponytail.]

Ueheh. Well, uh. Maybe. Just a bit. Mighta been.

Also, why not take that stick outta your ass sometime soon, Mitsy? [Pouty face is go!]

[miniworth]

....[What are these people anyway.]

...Butch, um. Can you clear out that elevator for me..?

Quaaaag. [Suddenly WATER BLASTING EVERYWHERE hitting Mitsuo in the face and then Butch re-aims to clean the elevator floor.]