[Miles Edgeworth emerged from his room for the first time in what felt like - no, in what had been - ages, blinking into the darkness of the hallway. He glares at the darkness, face contorting in a scowl as he raises his communicator.]

What happened to the lights?

And what on earth is going on?((OMG U GAIZ: MAB LIVES! \o/ Life ate me, and I am so ( Read more... )

Hey, guys! I just wanted to drop a quick line to apologize for being so slow to tag right now. I'm only tagging a few people (mostly at the ball), but I am in the process of getting off a medication that had been prescribed to me, and so far the main effect that I'm feeling is ridiculous fatigue. Like, I am so tired and drained all the time that ( Read more... )

A ball? Is this some kind of joke?

I, for one, am certainly not feeling particularly festive.

The eerie red of the emergency light made the impenetrable shadows  even blacker than they ought to be. He couldn't see -- it was all distorted. The walls were warped, shaking and heaving, caving in on themselves and steadily closing in around him, choking him. Dark figures taunted him; urged him to jump head-first into the chaos that raged in ( Read more... )

[As usual, Edgeworth had spent the better part of his day haunting the library, perusing the dusty volumes for what little entertainment they might provide. Once his eyes had grown weary, strained after reading various small texts under weak light, he had decided to head back to his room to rest for a bit. He reached the door to the hall just as ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Apollo]

You've agreed to meet with Wright?

[Filtered to Klavier]

Gavin.

...are we still assuming mass hypnotism as an explanation for everything that's happening?

To the victims of the recent string of attacks:I would appreciate a written testimony from each and every one of you, providing the name of your attacker, should you have seen them, and detailing the circumstances under which you were attacked ( Read more... )

[Private // hackable]

You must pull yourself together, Miles. Now is not the time for weakness. Franziska would whip you silly if she could see you now.

You call yourself a defender of the people, and yet after one betrayal of the worst kind tiny shock you allow yourself to wallow in your own misery while the attackers are still out there ( Read more... )

The world has been turned inside out ( Read more... )