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Prosecutor Edgeworth is a prosecutor
And that's why he's Prosecutor Edgeworth!
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Job: Court Worker ($15/hour * 40 hours/week - $300/week [rent] - $39/week [groceries] = $261/week)

Housing Assignment: Memoria Apartments, Room 306
28th-Sep-2009 02:55 am - Trial 9
All my tea tastes of beer. Every beverage I have sampled today tastes like it's been mixed with alcohol, even water. This has something to do with the festival that's overtaken the park and I can't say that I approve. If I wished to participate, I would do so of my own free will. This temptation is ridiculous.
This is very serious business. B[
11th-Sep-2009 06:48 pm - Trial 8
It's nice to finally be able to return to work, though it seems that we lost an employee while I was out. It's a shame, but we'll simply have to work around it.

[ Filtered to Gaignun; unhackable ]

It seems you've been busy lately. Is there more of this?
My point is thus
24th-Aug-2009 12:29 am - Trial 7
Franziska is gone. Wright and his daughter as well. Strange that they would all disappear in such rapid succession.

Despite my best precautions, I've caught some sort of cold thanks to last week. I'll have to take some additional time off work.

[ Private; moderately hackable ]

For once, I have remembered something of use. I recall waking up in a hospital. I believe I was around nine. They told me that my father had died. It was a single gunshot wound to the chest. There was an arrest....

The details become fuzzier after that.

I was adopted by the prosecutor, Manfred von Karma. A ruthless, fearsome man, as would befit Franziska's father. I remember her as well, young, but as fierce and headstrong as she ever was here.

Wherever she is now, I hope she's doing well.

((1% on learning of his father's death, and 1% on his adoption by von Karma. He's also sicker than he lets on. Not sick as a dog sick, but sick enough that he could probably use some nursing you know who you are.))
Middle Aaangst
13th-Aug-2009 11:29 pm - Trial 6
I am quickly losing my patience for what passes for this island's sense of humor. It would be another story entirely if I could manifest this cloud on command, but I can't seem to make it leave at all. It's making the paperwork involved in my job rather difficult.

((Edgeworth's "power" is a rain cloud raining on him constantly wherever he goes.))
28th-Jul-2009 12:59 am - Trial 5
[ Filtered away from the Wrights ]

This is unbelievable. I attended this ridiculous ball for the sake of regaining memories and one of my possessions, and what the island decides to reward me with is my driver's license and the knowledge of how to drive. Is this some sort of joke? It's a small comfort to be able to legally and knowledgeably drive somewhere where driving is completely lacking in any real feasibility.

[ Private; moderately hackable ]

I had been hoping for more information on my apparent adoption and its circumstances, but I suppose it was foolish of me to think things could be that simple.

((1% on how to drive. Aaaayup.))
Also I am horrified.
20th-Jun-2009 11:41 pm - Trial 4
I find it almost hard to believe that it's been a bit over a month since I arrived here. Though I suppose the illusion is certainly aided by the two weeks I spent at the incorrect age. Regardless, I believe I finally have myself more properly settled now.

I have gotten myself some gainful employment in the courts. I was also pleasantly surprised to find that I had a lot of money remaining from my previous stay here, and have used this money to secure myself lodgings at the Memoria Apartments. I apologize to my assigned roommate at the Ari complex--Miss Arietta, if my memory serves--for moving out so suddenly, but I think we can agree that it's simply more prudent this way.

[ Private; unhackable to Phoenix, moderately hackable to not-Phoenixes ]

The scant memories I've regained.... They're almost laughably contradictory. I remember small parts of my childhood, most notably that my father was employed as a defense attorney and an incident in my elementary school years when I defended a fellow student accused of stealing my lunch money.

Phoenix Wright. He's here as well.

But that doesn't matter. It was a long time ago and that's no longer who I am. Nothing makes that more clear than my other regained memories. My first case as a prosecutor. Or part of it, at least. It's certainly a dramatic change in desires. I only wish I knew what caused it, exactly. From what Franziska told me, something almost certainly happened with my father, but she doesn't know what. There are a number of possibilities, none of which are pleasant to think about, but that doesn't change the fact that one of them occurred. It bothers me that the truth is out there, and yet completely blocked off to me.
My point is thus
4th-Jun-2009 07:22 pm - Trial 3
What foolishness is this? I realize that the defense must be at the end of her already quite frayed rope, considering her accusation of the witness, but having me kidnapped during the recess is really far too much. I can't even fathom what she thought this would accomplish, beyond setting a new standard for uselessly petty actions.

I demand to be returned to Los Angeles. I have a court case to win.

((2% memories on 3-4, up until the recess.))
Young Sleeve-pulling is bad for the seam
23rd-May-2009 11:18 pm - Trial 2
Hello? Excuse me? Can you help me? I think I'm lost. I should be in school, not... wherever here is. I would greatly appreciate any assistance you could give me.

It's almost Christmas. How is it so warm?

((2% on basically his time with Larry and Phoenix when he was 9 for this tier And 1% on some basic childhood memories: his dad, his last name, etc.))
Widdle Annoyed
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