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smash_logs2012-07-16 11:04 pm
thewrightidea) wrote in smash_logs2012-07-16 11:04 pm
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Who: Phoenix Wright, anyone who happens to stumble by him
What: Phoenix eats a blue lollipops and has THE WORST TRIP OF LIFE: the movie
When: July 16th, 2012, during the day
Where: In the hall, outside, WHEREVER HE HAPPENS TO RUN OFF TO....
Warning: Don't do drugs, kids.
A few days ago, Phoenix had purchased a blue lollipop from Ai. Now, while he figured these were ordinary lollipops, he was more than happy to help pay for something that made Ai very happy: swimming lessons. Seeing her face beam as she spoke of how excited she was to learn how to swim was more than enough to get him to support that.
So, he sucked on the lollipop as he sat down at a bench outside, reading a newspaper. It was a lovely day, but this lollipop didn't seem to have a discernible flavor. It basically tasted like pure sugar on a stick, with a hint of... something else. Weird. But whatever, he just continued sucking it anyway, pretty absentmindedly.
A short while after he finished the lollipop, things started to get strange. The words on the paper were no longer black, actually. They were orange. And they were... bleeding? Phoenix would have found this strange in ordinary circumstances, but this time it actually fascinated him. He reached out and touched the paper, finding the orange ink dripping onto his fingers. Whoa. Trippy.
When he looked away from the newspaper, the sky seemed to emanate a bright pink color, and he soaked in the atmosphere, entranced by the purple grass and the... mass of spiders... crawling on his feet at this moment.
Oh god. Oh god oh god.
Phoenix screamed as the spiders crawled up him, assaulting him, and he was trying to shake them off. Oh my god did the people not see these spiders and why weren't they helping him?!
Some time later, hordes of gavels with wings began flying after him, chasing him down across the courtyard, through the black grass. He would hide behind this tree, but oh god it had eyes. Why did the tree have eyes? It was glaring at him, sucking away his soul... Everything was turning horrible and he had to get out. He had to get out.
So eventually, he found himself in a fetal position, huddling next to a dumpster. Anyone passing by would probably wonder why he was acting so weird, why he was shivering and mumbling about the gavels.
What: Phoenix eats a blue lollipops and has THE WORST TRIP OF LIFE: the movie
When: July 16th, 2012, during the day
Where: In the hall, outside, WHEREVER HE HAPPENS TO RUN OFF TO....
Warning: Don't do drugs, kids.
A few days ago, Phoenix had purchased a blue lollipop from Ai. Now, while he figured these were ordinary lollipops, he was more than happy to help pay for something that made Ai very happy: swimming lessons. Seeing her face beam as she spoke of how excited she was to learn how to swim was more than enough to get him to support that.
So, he sucked on the lollipop as he sat down at a bench outside, reading a newspaper. It was a lovely day, but this lollipop didn't seem to have a discernible flavor. It basically tasted like pure sugar on a stick, with a hint of... something else. Weird. But whatever, he just continued sucking it anyway, pretty absentmindedly.
A short while after he finished the lollipop, things started to get strange. The words on the paper were no longer black, actually. They were orange. And they were... bleeding? Phoenix would have found this strange in ordinary circumstances, but this time it actually fascinated him. He reached out and touched the paper, finding the orange ink dripping onto his fingers. Whoa. Trippy.
When he looked away from the newspaper, the sky seemed to emanate a bright pink color, and he soaked in the atmosphere, entranced by the purple grass and the... mass of spiders... crawling on his feet at this moment.
Oh god. Oh god oh god.
Phoenix screamed as the spiders crawled up him, assaulting him, and he was trying to shake them off. Oh my god did the people not see these spiders and why weren't they helping him?!
Some time later, hordes of gavels with wings began flying after him, chasing him down across the courtyard, through the black grass. He would hide behind this tree, but oh god it had eyes. Why did the tree have eyes? It was glaring at him, sucking away his soul... Everything was turning horrible and he had to get out. He had to get out.
So eventually, he found himself in a fetal position, huddling next to a dumpster. Anyone passing by would probably wonder why he was acting so weird, why he was shivering and mumbling about the gavels.
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He was screaming, screaming for his life. He squirmed and moved around as much as he could, kicking and punching everywhere. Phoenix had never felt this much terror before; not when Maya had been on the other side of a burning bridge, not when von Karma held up that taser and proceeded to violently injure himself and Maya, not even during all of those murder investigations when he had been at high risk of being killed himself.
But now, this was just utter horror. Every awful situation in his life had been crammed together into one, magnified by a million times.
[Sorry for the slow ;;]
CRIPES. Sonic nearly dropped him a number of times along the way, including almost barreling into a pole and probably killing them both.
Well... perhaps just him. Sonic's fallen from Space before and been okay. SIMMER DOWN, FEDEX, unless you want to perish at insane velocities. You were big and bulky, but you were still pretty squishy.
"Stop wigglin' or I'll DROP YA! Do you want that kind of road rash?!"