picture prompt meme!

[ditz]

 

the picture prompt meme

 

• See my characters in this post?
  
• Respond to them with a picture (or two, or three...)
  
• pictures can be from this tumblr, weheartit, or anywhere else you an think of!
  
• Then I make up a setting based on the picture.
  
• ( Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please! ) No NSFW pictures, please.

 

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Miles Edgeworth ♔ Ace Attorney

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Re: Miles Edgeworth ♔ Ace Attorney

[truthsnomiracle]

http://www.arinoru.net/~pteryx/Donation-glowing-hands-300x250.jpg

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[He couldn't explain it, really. There was a strange, faintly glowing object at his feet - like the magatama he had borrowed from Phoenix, but this one was golden. Thinking that Phoenix or one of the Feys had dropped it and would want it back, Edgeworth bent down to pick it up, but the moment he touched it, the magatama (or whatever it was) started glowing more fervently until it bathed the prosecutor's palms in golden light.

His eyes widen, and he freezes - not wanting to hold this magatama any longer but at the same time not wanting to drop it or leave it behind.]

What the...?!

[This Edgeworth is too shocked to say anything more, and seems to be mesmerized by the light.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[As if the situation weren't strange enough, that reaction prompts what seems to be another of himself to round a corner, wearing a cape that matches his vest but otherwise dressed identically. This Edgeworth looks pleased even as he raises his finger to his temple.]

This would seem to serve as evidence that the capabilities I obtained upon my displacement were no mere fluke.

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[Edgeworth whips around and takes a giant step back, his jaw dropping with a gasp. At least he doesn't drop the magatama; he cups his hands around it to keep it from falling to the ground.]

Wh...Who are you?!

[Somehow, that seems like a good question and a foolish one at the same time...]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Because it is, other-Edgeworth. Given that this is all proceeding according to plan and part of the answer is good new information to know, though, the caped Edgeworth humors his double, gracefully answering with a sweeping bow:]

Miles Edgeworth -- ally of the Archival Foundation and reputed "atheist cleric".

(And here, I suppose, comes the obvious objection.)

1/2

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[Edgeworth opens his mouth and shuts it again, his eyes even wider than when he had found the golden magatama. He transfers it into just one hand and stares at the other Edgeworth as though the latter had said...well...

Actually, what he said was already preposterous enough in itself. "Atheist cleric"? Really? It was like a paradox. The first Edgeworth opens his mouth again...]

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OBJECTION! April Fool's was a month ago!

[Then his free arm extends, and his pointer finger is already doing what it is supposed to do.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Even as the other Edgeworth makes his objection, this one pulls his badge out and points it at the ground behind and beside his twin. Once the rather predictable objection is fully stated, the so-called "atheist cleric" begins to mutter something in Latin about one's footsteps finding no more purchase than one's arguments while making bizarre shapes with his free hand...

Suddenly, ice spreads rapidly with a faint pastel blue glimmer from the spot this Edgeworth is pointing his badge at, growing into a ten-foot radius ice slick right under his double's feet over the course of less than a second. Watch your step...]

1/2

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[The first Edgeworth looks at where his...his doppelganger is pointing his badge (at this point, the badge looks genuine but it could be a clever fake), and watches with an unnerved, disbelieving and flabbergasted expression as the ice spreads, glancing back to see what the other Edgeworth was doing. More trickery? What on earth was he even up to...

(And that was Latin, wasn't it? Furthermore, he had just begun to argue - )

Unfortunately, just as he focuses on the ice again, it spreads right under his feet. This fact registers with his feet a split second after he sees it happen - and one of his legs suddenly jerks out from beneath him. With no ice skates and no inkling that this strange series of events would happen now, Edgeworth lets out a yelp and slips, falling ungracefully onto his bottom. He flinches when he makes impact at the pain and the humiliation and the...ugh, he really didn't know what else to think...]

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[His emotions soon become frustration and rage at being taken advantage of, somehow...and he can't help but slam a fist onto the ice before struggling to get back onto his feet.]

What...what is the meaning of this?! How did you - whoa!

[As he slowly raises himself back up to a standing position, his right foot shoots toward the right, and he falls back onto the slick with a snarl.]

[truthsnomiracle]

My apologies, but there are only so many ways I could have demonstrated my capabilities in a sufficiently blatant and incontrovertible manner without bringing you to any serious harm. I am prepared to mend any scrapes or bruises you've suffered as well, of course.

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth finally gets back onto his feet, his legs shaking as he adjusts his stance. He still looks particularly ticked off and very, very embarrassed.]

[I doubt he would be able to mend the scrapes or bruises that my pride has suffered.]

I think you've demonstrated enough. If you can create an ice rink, then you can just as easily get rid of it!

[truthsnomiracle]

It shouldn't last much longer. I encourage you to observe for yourself.

[Indeed, mere seconds later the ice melts faster than seems natural given that the other Edgeworth doesn't feel any increase in heat in the area.]

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[And Edgeworth watches the ice, with skepticism...but now, with a touch of fascination and intrigue. It did melt far too fast for normal ice...

He glances down at the ground, bending down and sometimes crouching to check it for any signs of special effects equipment, hidden magic tricks that technically would only be illusions and smoke and mirrors...and needless to say, his immediate search proves futile. Edgeworth straightens up again, grateful to have a more solid footing again.]

Thank you. [His tone is a biting one, more frigid than the ice he had just made a fool of himself on.] Now, I demand an explanation!

[truthsnomiracle]

[Fortunately, between entirely expecting this, tending not to be moved by others' opinions of him, and having been raised in the House of Glaring the von Karma manor, this Edgeworth seems entirely unmoved by the outrage his double is directing at him.]

As anyone reasonable would. I should warn you, however, that this truth will be difficult for you to accept. Certainly it was for myself.

Quite simply, within the physics of this world, there are additional forces at play. Some lend themselves to ordinary scientific analysis, yielding as they do to objective rules. Others... give the impression of being selective, to the point that superstitions have grown around them, and are experienced in largely subjective ways that typically reflect those same superstitions.

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth decides to humor this...this other Edgeworth, but it's clear from his expression and his stance that he still doesn't buy any of it. Forces that were "selective" and thus gave rise to superstitions...preposterous! It was like saying some people were gifted with the so-called "third eye" and only they could see ghosts.]

...Would any of these "forces" happen to be unwanted doppelgangers? [He looks his double in the eye and glares; clearly, he had expected an explanation for that, first. Why was this man assuming his identity and tying it with a foundation he had never heard of...and dubbing himself as an "atheist cleric"?!]

idk what this is and i won't even pretend i do

[cardtrick]

I will leave you something when you get back into RPing one day

[prosecutory]

[It was a sunny Saturday in the park, perfect for all sorts of fun and frolic. Oddly it was very sunny for the autumn season, but it didn't matter. Pess had decided to run headlong into a pile of leaves; it was almost as if the park maintenance crew had decided to pile up the dry leaves specifically for dogs (and people) to jump into them and scatter them all over the place.

Didn't Trucy have a live show today, in this park? Though he wanted her to focus on her studies, he had to admire her talent and her perseverance. She was a strong girl, a trooper, someone who rose above her circumstances. The pain she had been through had never defined her. Well, it certainly helped mold her into a better person but it did not hinder her, or stunt her growth.

Edgeworth sprinted after Pess, glancing around for any sign of Trucy. Had the show started? Was he on the wrong side of the park? It would not be polite to miss her show, especially not after promising to attend it.]

Re: I will leave you something when you get back into RPing one day

[cardtrick]

[ OH HEY EDGEWORTH THERE'S A BIG OL' CONFETTI CANNON GOING OFF ABOUT 200 YARDS TO YOUR LEFT. And the voice of a teenage girl carries through the park, enthusiasm bouncing off trees in ways that probably defy the laws of physics because physics is for people who aren't magicians. ]

... will disappear before your very eyes! [ A sound, a snap not unlike someone's gum bubble bursting, rings out and...

well, Trucy's standing in front of Edgeworth now, smelling only mildly like the sewer that served as her trap door. ]

... Mr. Edgeworth, you came!

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[Edgeworth perks up when he hears the cannon. Okay, he was close enough. And yes, that's a familiar voice he just heard. And familiar enthusiasm.

But Trucy popping up before him is enough to give him a mini heart attack. He's never used to her tricks because she just has so many.]

T-Trucy! [Uh-oh, he smells something questionable, and it's not how Trucy appeared before him.]

...Y-Yes, I did...I apologize for being late. [Pess sticks his head out from the leaves and comes bounding toward Trucy.]

... yo >_> <_<

[cardtrick]

[ Her favourite fuzzbutt doggy! Pess is gonna get a whole lot of fuss and petting from her before she straightens up and grins at Edgeworth. ]

It's not a problem. You get to watch the best bit. [ Her audience have already seen her sudden movement, but that's okay, because Trucy turns with a wink and dazzles everyone with a blizzard of confetti and glitter.

... And she's up in the tree by the time all of that clears, but Edgeworth might have seen her be tugged up by a mechanism strapped around her waist. ]

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[Pess' tail is wagging like crazy and he tries to lick Trucy's face and hands - sorry brosis, he's very happy to see you and might be shaking leaves out of his coat and all around you.

Before Edgeworth could reply, suddenly there is a rush of confetti and glitter and then Trucy is already up a tree. His first concern is safety; he noticed something pull her upward, but she seems unharmed and totally fearless about it. That makes him smirk a bit. That, and the fact that his observational skills were still strong. Trucy had everyone dancing in the palm of her hand, believing she could appear and disappear like that and not know what was going on.

Then again, perhaps it was merely because he knew her better than most people did. Only "most" people, of course.

In any case, he joins the crowd in applauding her performance. Magic may be sleight of hand, strategy and optical illusions in the end, but it was still something worth watching.]

[cardtrick]

Thank you, thank you! [ She stands on the branch and bows, the biggest grin on her face. ] Have a great day, and don't forget to sign up for my pop-up show mailing list! [ Because this is a great idea - practising magic in different places, different stages, with different props and limitations.

But, with the show finished, Trucy fishes out a rope ladder from her waist bag (another sleight of hand she'll never explain) and hooks it over the branch to climb down, immediately running over to Pess.

... What, his owner's still here? ] Who's a good boy?

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[A pop-up show mailing list? How did this girl balance her schoolwork with her magic acts? It's still amazing to him because school and magic are two extremely different things.

Edgeworth watches Trucy get down from the tree and run to Pess. There is an amused look on the prosecutor's face.]

Impressive. [She has certainly come a long way from the little girl Phoenix first adopted.]