When you've run into a wall with no place to go

[The feed turns on and -- hey Edgeworth, why the tired face?]

Er-- good evening, everyone. Pess kept insisting that I make this post and tell everyone that her egg hatched.

[And with that, he pans the camera to show --- the tiniest Growlithe baby in the world, chewing contentedly on Edgeworth's ribbon.]


 ( And I bring you.....Pip! )

And umm.. the holidays are coming up. I personally don't feel so excited about it, but I wanted to ask: what are you planning to get your Pokémon for Christmas?

---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. ]]

[The feed turns on at past one o'clock in the morning, a deliberate post from our ever-insomniac future-prosecutor as he and his Pokémon wander aimlessly down Route 31 on the night of the attempt on Phoenix's life. At first, Edgeworth doesn't do much other than hold his Gear, the camera focused instead on Pess's concerned face as her trainer stood there, silently, before her.

After a while, Pess whines softly, jolting him out of his thoughts, and the boy finally speaks, turning the camera towards himself and -- huh, what is with that depressed-looking face?]

.....This is a message for everyone who saw Phoenix Wright's video earlier today:

He'll be all right, now. Help came early, and he was able to be properly treated. He won't be at his best, but at the very least, he should be able to move around a little by this weekend, although I don't think having him travel would be a good idea. If only Pess could evolve without a Fire Stone; those stones are so expensive..

In any case, his life won't be in immediate danger anymore...

[It is here that he pauses, seeming to hesitate. And a flash of guilt flits across his face right before that forced calm of his crumbled. Whatever it is that's on his mind, it's clearly a big deal to him, and his frown deepens, eyebrows knitting together. His eyes almost look like their watering.. After almost a whole minute, Edgeworth pulls a Pokéball out of his pocket.]

I caught an Spinarak here, earlier.. I've been here all night searching for Pokémon, since I don't want something like this to happen again. I have to be stronger, so that I don't cause everyone trouble... Besides, what happened today was--

[And his voice breaks off as he averts his eyes. He raises his hand to his mouth and struggles with the words, managing to choke out: ]

.....What happened today was all my fault. I could have stopped it.

[And then there's a strange sound, like someone starting to cry out loud, as Edgeworth abruptly ends the feed. At least he was able to send out the message about Phoenix. He himself had a couple of messages to send, but because he was crying now, he resorts to sending texts:]



( Private Text to Merlin )

( Private Text to Detective Gumshoe )