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Waffleman_ posted:Let's Raise Hamsters (one guy was really fighting for the game to be about hamsters) He would get his wish when he moved on to Spike Chunsoft in order to work on Dangan Ronpa 2, I assume.
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KataraniSword posted:He would get his wish when he moved on to Spike Chunsoft in order to work on Dangan Ronpa 2, I assume. Nah, he wanted the protagonist to be a hamster.
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Waffleman_ posted:Nope! We don't! Keep in mind that they're the prototypes in role only, not character. I believe the Maya prototype was supposed to be a robot. So, "prototype Mia" would have been some wise defender of the weak type (That's the only way I can link that look to being a defence attorney), and "prototype gumshoe" would have been a sexy (and almost certainly therefore more capable) detective? Now I kinda want to see that world, if only for how it would contrast with what we actually have. I can have moments of... eccentricity and sometimes be quite curious about things. Please forgive me if I do something foolish or rude.
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Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes Investigation (Day 1) - Part 1   (Click here for video.)          : Two months without a single trial. I've had offers... But none I took. That is... until the day that girl showed up.  : (It's not like I want to work...) : There you are! Finally!   : ... ... Um... who are you? : It doesn't matter who I am! It only matters who YOU are! : You're the famous defense attorney, Mia Fey!: ...: ...: ... : I'm sorry but Ms. Mia Fey no longer... works here. : I'm Phoenix Wright... A defense attorney.  : You're THE Phoenix Wright!?: The Phoenix Wright from the Edgeworth murder case!?: Um, yes, that's correct. (It wasn't Edgeworth who was murdered, though...) : I'm sorry... I'm afraid I'm not taking cases right now.: But, you are Phoenix Wright, right? The undefeated defense attorney?: Look, I'm not accepting any new cases. I'm sorry, but you'll have to try elsewhere.: Please! : I'm out of time!: But...: Please, you have to help! I-it's my sister!   : Okay. I'll hear you out. : R-really!? : Thank you so much! My name's Ema, Ema Skye. I'm a scientific investigator.: (Scientific investigator?)Let's check out the office before anything.  : Looks like it's cleaning day again at the hotel across the way. I hear they're planning a second branch outside the city. Egads! The bellboy was staring right at me. : Mia's plant, "Charley." I've been taking care of him in Maya's absence. : There's a poster of the Steel Samurai on the wall. Maya stuck it up here on the day that she left. I didn't have the heart to take it down. : I do sometimes get strange looks from the clients, though. : Mia's desk. I sit here even less now that I've stopped taking cases. I ought to at least dust it off once in a while. : Difficult-looking legal books stand in a formidable row. They mock me. I tried reading one, and it made my head hurt. When I closed it, it slipped out of my hand. Then my foot hurt too.Now, let's chat with Ema.  : Ema, was it? So you're a "scientific investigator"?: Yes! That's right! Is... something wrong?: No, it's just, you seem kind of, er, jumpy. Or maybe just... young?: Young?: I'll be sixteen years old this year!: Oh, I see... wait! Only sixteen!? : I'm set to be formally assigned to Forensics in three more years. My work is becoming quite well known...: At my age, no less!: Um, so what exactly is your current position, then? : I guess you'd call me an "Eleventh Grader.": But I'm ready to do my job! At my age, no less!: (Great, another future professional in training...) : So what's this about a case? You said the trial's tomorrow?: My sister didn't do it!: She wouldn't stab someone with a knife! She wouldn't!: So... it's a murder case.: I don't care if there's a witness who saw her do it! She didn't do it!: I know she didn't do it! It's a scientific fact!: And... there's a witness.: J-just talk to her!: You have to talk to her!: Right... I suppose I will. : I promised her I'd bring Mia Fey, but...: (That's interesting... How would she know Mia?) : So, you want to be a scientific investigator when you grow up, then?: E-excuse me?: I'm not a child. I'll have you know!: Still, it's good to have a goal. Albeit a very unusual one.: I believe investigations should be done scientifically!: Don't you?: Uh, yeah. (Sure can't fault her for a lack of enthusiasm.): If this case is handled scientifically, I'm sure my sister's name will be cleared!: Your sister...?: I've been doing research, you know!: I'm developing a new scientific method of case investigation!: I'll show you when I'm done!: I'm looking forward to it. (Guess I should get down to the Detention Center and talk to her sister.) : My sister asked for her specifically. Mia Fey...: was a few years below her in school.: (So she went to the same school as Mia.): She always told me to go to Mia if I ever needed a defense attorney... And, well...: I need one.: Um, incidentally, Mia is a woman.: Mia... Yeah, I thought it was a little strange when I saw you, too.: Well, it's nice of you to help your sister out like this. You must be close. : ? : Well...: Actually, when she gets like she is now, I kind of hate her.: (Huh?): But... But she's my only family.: Your only family? What about your parents?: They died in a car accident when I was little.: Oh... I'm sorry.And we present the badge.  : Ahh! Well! I've never seen a real one before.: (You're the first one who's actually been interested in mine, believe me.): Its composition is mostly silver. The gold plating is flaking a bit.: (She analyzed it. Scientifically...) : Sorry, but it's not for sale. Yet...Now, let's get moving.   : ...: (Hmm, I wonder what's wrong with Ema? She got quiet all of a sudden as soon as we arrived.): Guard... I thought I told you I didn't want visitors.: S-s-s-sorry, ma'am! It's j-j-just, your sister...: No excuses! Or did you not want a raise this year, hmm?: U-u-u-understood, ma'am!: (Wh-wh-wh-what was that all about?)   : Funny. I seem to remember specifically telling you NOT to come here. Perhaps my memory is failing?: L-look...: I didn't want to come here either, okay? But your trial's tomorrow and you still don't have a defense attorney!: I'll be the one in court tomorrow. This has nothing to do with you, Ema.  : Hey! How do you know me? : Mia mentioned you. I've heard... quite a bit.: Er, I'm sorry. What exactly is it that you do...?: My name is Lana, Lana Skye. I'm Chief Prosecutor for this district.: Y-you're a prosecutor!?   A brief look around is in order.  : This guard monitors the visitor's room. He's frozen in fear of the frigid Miss Lana. I'm feeling a bit chilly myself.Now, let's chat with Lana. : There's something you should know from the start.: W-which is? : Huh?: W-wait! But the suspect...: The suspect is... : Me. I did it.: Well, Mr. Wright?: Well... why don't you begin by telling me exactly what happened. : That's quite specific. : It was in the witness's deposition.: A witness clearly saw me committing the crime.: Uh... My, that was a bit of bad luck, wasn't it?: The crime took place in the underground parking lot at the Prosecutor's Office.: The body was found in the trunk of my subordinate's car.: The Prosecutor's Office, huh? (In your subordinate's car trunk? Classy...): I was arrested on the spot. Caught red-handed, as it were.: (My, my...) : So, who was the victim?: An investigator with the Police Department. I suppose the correct term is "Detective.": A detective...?: Death was due to a loss of blood. He was stabbed once in the stomach.: By... you?: Death wasn't immediate, but the wound was fatal.: I see...: Allow me to repeat myself, Mr. Wright. The victim was a detective. You know what that means,: don't you?: Uh oh!: What? Mr. Wright? What does it mean?: Well, it means...: The police department will consider it a matter of pride to have me found guilty.: They will use any means at their disposal to do so.: (This case gets worse and worse with everything I learn.) : So, you're the Chief Prosecutor?: That is correct.: I'm responsible for overseeing every trial handled by prosecutors in this district. I make sure the prosecutors have what they need to do the job, and manage every aspect.: Those are my responsibilities, in a nutshell.: (That's an awfully large nutshell.): Still, I'm a little surprised.: I would think you'd recognize the district's Chief Prosecutor, Mr. Wright.: Huh? : Um... Lana? What happened to your hand? : Oh, this?: I cut myself by accident. When I stabbed him, that is.: Huh?: I'm not very good at being a criminal, I suppose.: (How am I supposed to defend this!? Time to change the subject... Wait, she was in the class ahead of Mia, wasn't she...?): Um, you were in school with Mia, correct? A few years above her?: ...: Ema told you that, too, did she?: W-well, why not? I did drag him all the way here from his office!: Although it seems he has very little in common with Mia...: (Hey!): It was in law school. I was in my third year, and she was auditing the class. She was different than the other students.: Different?: She was strong... She'd do anything to become a defense attorney. Anything.: That... was probably why she was attracted to me.: E-excuse me!?: Intellectually attracted! Lana was top of her class in school.: I was the best there was.: Oh...: I'm doing pretty good in school too, by the way!: (It sounds a bit different when Ema says it...): Well, Mr. Wright?: E-excuse me?: As you can plainly see, I am admitting my guilt. I think it's safe to say...: there's no way you can take this case. None.: B-but, Lana!: ...: You... you were always this way, weren't you?: You never think of anyone but yourself.: ...!: I know you didn't do it, Lana, I know! So...: So how can you say you did!?: ...: If I lose you...: I'll be all alone! I...: I hate you, Lana!: ... : Mr. Wright?: Y-yes?: I believe our discussion here is ended. The rest... I leave to you.: ...! Um... you mean, you're requesting my services as your defense?: Don't lose any sleep over it. Your client has confessed, after all. The case is over.: Right... I'll do what I can to get to the bottom of this.: ... : (But something doesn't fit.)  Next time: Investigation. Mors Rattus fucked around with this message at 17:12 on Sep 24, 2016 |
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Sep 24, 2016 16:13
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I'm sorry, I'm sure this is all very dramatic and important, but watching the turning animation and having the back of her head speaking to you is silly, and all I can think of is https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGNiXGX2nLU
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Sep 24, 2016 16:55
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I'm on a phone so this is an  quote but typo at "UJm, yes, that's correct. (It wasn't Edgeworth who was murdered, though...)"
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Sep 24, 2016 16:58
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As a note, we've actually heard from Lana before. Probably a retcon given she didn't speak in the same way back then due to this case being added in after the third game, butMors Rattus posted:
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Sep 24, 2016 17:07
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: Hello. Chief Prosecutor? I've changed my mind. I want to testify tomorrow.
: The Mia Fey case. I witnessed the murder, you see.
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Sep 24, 2016 17:12
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Intellectually attracted. Nothing wrong here, just gals being senpais.
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Sep 24, 2016 17:46
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Hobgoblin2099 posted:As a note, we've actually heard from Lana before. Probably a retcon given she didn't speak in the same way back then due to this case being added in after the third game, but This is actually a translation error; the English version translates two different titles as "Chief Prosecutor". Lana is the Shuseki Kenji (主席検事), the head of the district's Prosecutor's Office. The guy White called was the Kenji Kyokuchou (検事局長), head prosecutor for all of Japanifornia--i.e., someone way above Lana. (The English version of the 3DS port does adjust a line or two in 1-2 to avoid referring to the Chief Prosecutor as a man, but it was meant to be a different person originally.)
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Sep 24, 2016 19:45
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Apparently those legal reforms replaced the District Attorney with this newfangled Chief Prosecutor. This raises a lot of questions, all answered by one word: "Japanifornia". For someone who confessed, Lana is glaringly reluctant to say anything direct about her role in the case. poo poo's fishy right from the get-go. The tone here at the start is pretty unique for the franchise. Phoenix's depression is hard to imagine in one of the more recent AA games.
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Sep 24, 2016 20:28
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One thing I love about the first game is how the difficulty of the trials increase each case. Case 1: A single witness claims to have saw your client do it. Case 2: A witness, and what is believed to be a death note indicating your client. Case 3: What appears to have been only your client and the victim going to the murder scene (somewhat of a locked room) Case 4: Fingerprints on murder weapon, only your client was on the boat with the victim, 2 witnesses Case 5: Your client admits to it, and a witness.
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Sep 24, 2016 22:01
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If the previous cases are anything to go by, the witness/person who called it in is going to be the one who did it.
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Sep 24, 2016 22:28
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Something to keep in mind. As Chief Prosecutor, Lana is responsible (at least in part) for assigning prosecutors to cases. And now I'm imagining her siccing von Karma on Redd White to make drat sure he loses his hold on the justice system. All the other vectors of corruption don't need the competition, after all.
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Sep 24, 2016 22:33
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Ema Skye is great  Lana less so.
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Sep 24, 2016 22:37
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In case you're wondering, yes, Ema and Lana were explicitly designed to parallel Maya and Mia.
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Sep 24, 2016 22:40
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Waffleman_ posted:In case you're wondering, yes, Ema and Lana were explicitly designed to parallel Maya and Mia. Well, they do outright point it out.
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To be fair I am skimming the updates because I have played this game about....four or five times?
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There's also this bit.Mors Rattus posted:
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MegaZeroX posted:One thing I love about the first game is how the difficulty of the trials increase each case. Well, I mean. Edgeworth also admitted murdering his dad fifteen years ago and was wrong. He was almost as flippant as Lana was when he was first locked up, too.
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Sep 25, 2016 16:12
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Hobgoblin2099 posted:Well, they do outright point it out.
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Sylphosaurus posted:Japan must have some really fancy lawyers since I actually believed that this woman was some kind of top brass in the armed forces at first look. Prosecuting people is serious goddamn business in Japanifornia.
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Sep 25, 2016 20:34
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Sylphosaurus posted:Japan must have some really fancy lawyers since I actually believed that this woman was some kind of top brass in the armed forces at first look. That's Lana's prosecutor gimmick, she makes the defense give her twenty whenever they get a penalty.
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Sep 25, 2016 20:53
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Cerebral Bore posted:Prosecuting people is serious goddamn business in Japanifornia.
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Wait'll you see what the actual circus performers look like.
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I, uh... Japanifornia wants to speed up trials, but they don't accept guilty pleas? Or have they not technically pled guilty, they just want it to be proven in court for whatever reason?
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Sep 26, 2016 04:23
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Wouldn't she have to go in to court to plea no contest?
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Yes, she would. Even if she confesses to the crime before the trial, she still needs to go through due process, and there, she can make a formal guilty plea. To make it simple, confession =/= guilty plea
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Sep 26, 2016 04:45
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Malah posted:Which is why the dress code for Japanifornian court seems to be "circus routine," right? I dunno. Compared to some real-life uniforms Lana's outfit is actually kinda vanilla.
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Cerebral Bore posted:I dunno. Compared to some real-life uniforms Lana's outfit is actually kinda vanilla. Well yeah, If you are a general in the military. Wait a minute! Was there a military coup? Is Japanifornia under martial law? Is that why the law has been turned into those set of draconian rules? cant cook creole bream fucked around with this message at 17:48 on Sep 26, 2016 |
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Sep 26, 2016 08:56
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Air is lava! posted:Well yeah, If you are general in the military. Wait a minute! Was there a military coup? Is Japanifornia under martial law? Is that why the law has been turned into those set of draconian rules? Ha ha, that would explain a lot. Straight in the brig, no trial! Also Ema rules 
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Sep 26, 2016 10:59
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Emma doesn't really come into her own as a character until MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
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Sep 26, 2016 13:42
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If it were realistic, we'd all have variants of Phoenix/Mia's clothing, which would get very boring very fast, so it's forgivable for a video game to take some liberties there. Everyone in a conservative law firm look like they all shop at the same store, because they pretty much do.
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Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes Investigation (Day 1) - Part 2 After the last scene, we are automatically dropped off back at the office.  : Huh? About what?: My sister... She's not always like that you know.: ... I just never expected to be defending another prosecutor again. : She used to be so gentle, always smiling. Everybody liked her.: I see... (Sorry, but I'm having trouble imagining that.) What happened to her?: I don't know for certain myself... I think maybe she... Well, maybe not.: (Sounds like there's something there that defies a simple scientific explanation.) Let's go check out this underground parking at the Prosecutor's Office, shall we?: O-Okay!  : So this is the lot where it all happened?: Looks like they're still investigating...: (Funny that my first visit to the Prosecutor's Office should be like this...): Hey everyone! Keep up the good work!: H-hey! What are you thinking?: Well, they are going to be my coworkers three years from now after all.: No harm in saying hello...: Actually, there is. You know attorneys aren't supposed to examine crime scenes? I'm trying to not stand out too much, here, see? : You 'specting to go unnoticed here, pardner?: P-Pardner?   : What do we have here? Looks like a bambina got loose from the ranch and is up to no good! : M-Mr. Marshall! : (Marshall? Looks more like a sheriff to me...) : Lookie here, bambina. I know how you feel. But this is my gang's gold strike, : see?: Strike...?: This is our claim, our territory. And the goldmine is... evidence.  : You know what dreams the cacti out in the desert dream? You want to?: (What's this guy talking about?) : You head along home now. Happy trails, bambina!And he leaves. : ...: ...: Was that uh, hombre, a friend of yours?: Uh... kind of... sort of... Yeah. He's a detective.: (Who thinks he's a sheriff from the Wild West it seems.) Let's look around.   : Um, excuse me! Officer!: W-w-waaaait!: What are you doing, Mr. Wright!?: What am I doing? I just found this wallet, so I'm handing it over to the police...: I don't believe it!: This is real basic: anything at a crime scene is evidence! Let's be scientific about this, please!: Just put it in your pocket.: H-how is that scientific? (Sounds like theft to me!)But hey, we pocket it. : I'm called to duty already, and at my tender age! Here, I'll teach you the trick to examining evidence in detail, okay?: (By the way her eyes are sparkling I can tell she's been waiting for this...): Okay, okay, now. Look at the Court Record!  This method of evidence examination will be in this case, and this case only, for...oh, the next three games or so. : Now. Let's start examining! From every angle! We can rotate evidence to look at points of interest from every angle.  : You should check it out! Press the Examine button. : This... This is an ID card. (Detective Bruce Goodman, ID# 5842189...): See? Well? Isn't scientific investigation useful?: I guess... Though I don't see what "science" has to do with it.And the wallet transmutes into the ID. : Let's be sure to examine every piece of evidence we find!: (I guess I've got to be on my toes from now on...)  : "Detective Bruce Goodman, ID# 5842189": I wonder why they only use numbers for IDs.: What else would they use?: Letters, silly! They're the reason we have a written language in the first place!: True... : See? Wouldn't that be better?: "YABADAB"? Well, it does have a certain ring to it...: Exactly my point! Tee-hee!: (It doesn't take much to amuse her.) : This is where the cars leave the lot.: The arrow on the ground makes it look more like an entrance.: What are you talking about? It's plainly an exit!: Well, maybe it's both. Kind of a dual purpose?: Ah hah! The theory of relativity!: What? Uh... : I've got to write this down.: Ah! Hey, hey, Mr. Wright!: Maybe you know... Was Mr. Relativity, German? Or was he British?: Mr. Relativity? Are you sure that was his name? : Look! A door! This must mean something!: I'm not sure that doors "mean" anything.: No! It won't open! A mysterious lock!: I fail to see what's mysterious about it.: Mr. Wright...: You need to learn to enjoy life more.: Let's finish our investigation first, shall we? : Ah hah! A ladder.: Um... That's a stepladder.: What's the difference? In scientific terms, please.: S-scientific huh?: Look at the basic nature of things, Mr. Wright.: (This all seems so horribly familiar somehow...)  : Hey. Don't touch stuff we don't need to be touching.: ...: I can't hear anything!: My ears! No, my ears!: Maybe it's due to the barometric pressure...: (What is she babbling about?): Hey!? What did you just say?: See? You can hear just fine. The phone's broken! : An oil drum. Looks like it's filled with water.: I-it's heavy! I can't even budge it!: The drum over here is on its side.: Wait! I know! I'll hide in here and do a stake-out!: I think you'll probably just get arrested. (In fact, you may not even have to hide in the drum to get arrested.): What? I'm not suspicious! : This wall is in our way.: It's got a faucet for water.: Wait! I know!: This "wall" is merely a facade, hiding the truth...: This is no wall, but a water tank!!!: (I fail to see how it makes any difference either way...)We can look at the other half...  ...but it doesn't really matter what we look at. : Well, no time to waste! Let's get hunting for clues!: Hmm... I wonder what this is?: Well, pardner. Looks like you got no intention of going home quietly. : Like I said before, this here's our claim. You'd best be moseying along.: Unless you're fixing to bite the bullet.: (Gah! Scary!): C-could you just tell us one thing...? Who owns that car?: You want to know who rides that red mustang with the body in her saddle, eh?: Please!: No problem, pardner. 'Bout time for vittles anyway. : Might just find you a cervesa you like.: (Prospector's Office? Where does this guy think he is? And when, for that matter!?): Note to self: look up vittles, saloon, cervesa.: (Maybe we should check out room 1202... the High Prosecutor's Office!)We are faded to the other side of the room.  : You can look around here all you like, just keep your paws off our claim.: (Right... great.)He leaves again. : Great! Maybe there are some clues around here, Mr. Wright! Let's check it out!: Excuse me? Were you two all set?: Us? : Y-you're selling lunches? Here?: This is a crime scene!  : Oh. Uh, thanks. : And you, sir?: Y-yes? : Uh... thanks. (Interesting way of doing business.): This area is off limits to anyone without clearance. : Uh... no, but you...: You don't exactly look like the type to have clearance.: Well, that's hardly a way to greet someone! Even if my days as the "Cough-up Queen" are over...: C-cough-up? Huh?  : I'm quite connected to this case, you see. The images are burned into my eyes, you might say.: Yes, all the sordid secrets...: Secrets...?: Dear me.: You are a slow one, aren't you?  : Whaaaat!?  : Please! Cough-up Queen! Tell us what happened!: The name is Angel Starr.: Don't you go forgetting it. Or before you know it : I'll have you whimpering at my heels.: Y-y-yes, ma'am! (Yipes! She means it!) : Somehow... I knew. Yesterday was a day of destiny... I knew something was going to happen...: Just like I know that the Daily Special on Friday every week is salmon.: Destiny...? Was yesterday special for some reason?: You're a defense attorney, right? You should know then. You should know the foul methods of the evil ones who haunt this den of inequity!: E-evil ones?: Prosecutors! They have no qualms at all about blackening the name of innocents! And yesterday they paid homage to the most evil one of all!: They gave an award for "King of Prosecutors"... What a farce!: So, she's saying...: There was some sort of prosecutor's convention yesterday.: I was almost compelled to lace their lunches with something foul... : Or is there some kind of scientific evidence of this, um, "evil"?: Young miss... Mock me at your own risk!: You'll soon find out why they call me the "Cough-up Queen"!: Ew!: The most heinous of all the evil ones, the one they awarded yesterday...: It was in: his car that they found the body! Proof that he devours the evilest lunches of all!: R-really!?: (Really what? I'm totally confused... One thing's clear. This lunch lady has a thing against prosecutors.) : So, what exactly was it that you witnessed, Ms. Starr?: It was a fascinating spectacle, to be sure! I now feel I know what they say when they talk about a "woman's wrath.": To see Lana Skye wield that knife so...: !: Her knife flashed in anger, bringing him to a sad end.: It was truly a sight to see.: Y-you mean you saw the very moment of the crime!?: The sound of his silvery ties to this world being cruelly cut still rings in my ears.: And the rhythmic beat of Lana Skye's knife...: Wait a second! You know Lana Skye?: Hmph. Of course. It's quite a feat... becoming Chief Prosecutor. : She... always travels light.: (Now why would this pretty lunch lady know the Chief Prosecutor's name?) : Um... Could we ask you a bit about yourself, Ms. Starr?: I come here every day to sell lunches. I import only the freshest and best from the Far East.: For some reason, the box lunches are a hit here.: Why not make the lunches here rather than import them?: Did you say something?: N-no...: Only true conossieurs can understand...Not my misspelling.  : Ah... Nevermind... You win. : Anyway, I come here every day to sell lunches.: My boyfriend works in the security room here at the Prosecutor's Office.: Y-your boyfriend?: See the security room over there?: The glass-walled booth?: I sell my lunches and, since I'm here anyway, I drop in to see him.: (Since you're here anyway... I guess selling lunches is more important than romance.): So, to scientifically analyze the data available so far... You, Ms. Starr, are: a lunch vendor with an ulterior motive for coming here!: (Useful analysis. Not.) : Did you have a bad experience with a prosecutor, Ms. Starr? I sense some... hostility.: Hostility? Hah! Perhaps.: Prosecutors are all alike. And the bigger they get, the worse they smell.: Kind of like 10-day old clams in the chowder.: (I wonder if Ms. Starr was involved in some sort of legal trouble in the past?): That'd be a sure cause of food poisoning! Scientifically speaking, of course.: I mean, now you're talking "Cough-up Queen"!: (I thought she was just a lunch vendor, but now I'm not so sure...)And the badge, of course.  : How about you? Do you think you can win?  : (A box of pickles...? Kind of a sad lunch if you ask me.)Next time: Upstairs. Mors Rattus fucked around with this message at 19:58 on Sep 28, 2016 |
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I hate the guy in the cowboy hat. His western shtick is annoying.
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Sep 28, 2016 15:36
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Here it is, the best character theme in the entire series. And it helps that it's attached to one of my favorite characters from the first game.
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Sep 28, 2016 15:37
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Eat your hamburgers, Phoenix.
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Sep 28, 2016 15:45
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BravestOfTheLamps posted:Eat your hamburgers, Phoenix. I like that she notes that the lunches are "imported from the far east". The excuses for Japanifornia slowly pile up.... I can have moments of... eccentricity and sometimes be quite curious about things. Please forgive me if I do something foolish or rude.
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Sep 28, 2016 15:54
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So why does she have burgers on her hat anyway?
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