GAME 3 - Day 1

[protoshepherd]

[ Rise and shine, sleepy campers! You've managed to survive the night in a haunted (???) mansion where a murder just occurred. Are you sure you got some sleep? Probably not. Oh well! Who cares about sleep when



there's been another murder in the kitchen: Winston Payne. Stabbed in the gut with a kitchen knife. Ow... that must have been painful. . . If investigated, one will find that Pearl Fey's name written in the guy's blood on the nice clean kitchen tiles, with the man's right hand.

What's more, when you look up from the body, a Proto Badger will be looking straight at you. ]

Trial happen soon. Prepare.

[ And with a blink of an eye, he disappears. Though you can still see the badger in any reflective surfaces, looking at you. You're free to talk to him if you want to! ]

(( The shooped thing was just something for fun - please don't take it seriously and go all "THE NAME IS BADLY WRITTEN" etc."

For any questions, ping @sytry or @misailury in any of the crybadger plurks. ))

Comments

[bewrightback]

Er... More or less. I think that he's supposed to like Edgeworth... but from talking to him earlier, he doesn't seem ready to give any prosecutors the time of day...

[usefulanalysis]

[Nod nod...]

Mister Lang has no taste...[Scribble scribble.] and what agency does he work for?

[bewrightback]

[Ah, the note scribbling... How nostalgic.]

For Interpol. You know, the international police?

[usefulanalysis]

[Indeed.]

Yes! I know Interpol. But don't they usually work more in Europe?

[bewrightback]

That's right! If I remember what I've read correctly, they only came to America to do work related to a big international smuggling ring.

Dr. Black sure knew how to pick his party guests...

[usefulanalysis]

Oh definitely. I mean, all these important prosecutors, defense attorneys, and police?

He even got permission for Officer Marshall to come, which seems surprising since he was supposed to be in jail.

It almost makes you wonder why he invited me at all? I'm just a Scientific Investigator in Training!

[bewrightback]

It's... definitely quite the line-up, yes. [Plus one convict and a man on death row...]

But don't worry, Ema. He can probably see that you'll have quite the future ahead of you. [Things might not turn out the way you hope, but that won't make you any less invaluable an ally...]

[usefulanalysis]

Right! I hope so.

[She doesn't have a clue what's in store, but for now let her keep hoping.

You know, once they make it out of here alive too. In any event, she puts the fan into an evidence bag she's kept in that satchel of hers.]

Why don't you hold onto this for now? You're used to carrying this sort of thing.

[bewrightback]

Thanks, Ema. I always knew I'd find my greatest fan in you.

[He smiles and adds the fan to the court record.]

[usefulanalysis]

Sure.

[Mister Wright, whhhhyyyy?!]

I...think I'm going to go now. I don't really wanna be around a dead body, if I don't have to be.

[bewrightback]

I understand, Ema. I'm here if you need me for anything.