[ARCHIVED] IC-inbox

[cantacquityou]

...This is a general post for Paradisa residents, should anyone wish to harass visit or contact Edgeworth ICly. If you are not from Paradisa (I.E., from another game/dressing room, etc), you are welcome to interact with Edgeworth via his Hotel Room. 

 LOLNOPE. Edgey has a new inbox now. Go there.

Room at various angles.

...Because Edgeworth is very well-off, there will be no question that he will request as much from the castle as he can to feel 'at home.' Therefore, his room will be inspired by a room of one of his favourite hotel suites - the Hazlitts in Soho, London. The hotel room is a bit smaller than it appears in the picture, but is extremely richly furnished and decorated. However, with opulence comes a price, as usual, and because of Edgeworth's fastidious tastes, the castle will inflict upon him at least one temporary loss per month. Unbeknownst to Edgeworth, of course.

At any given time, there will be a book or two on the bed, and others placed sporadically at various crevasses within the room.  There is another, smaller partition of the room containing a couch, small table, and chair. There are a pair of small speakers, a heated blanket, a small fridge with at least two wine bottles, and a heating apparatus that doesn't emit microwaves. There's also a burgundy/blue chess set. There's no television, no futon, and of course, no Oldbag . There is a black box on the desk that requires not only a key to be opened, but a sliding puzzle to be solved. There's also a medium-sized kitchen. The bathroom is nothing particularly fascinating, as he doesn't spend enough time in there to feel the need to expend too much effort in decorating it, and it is much smaller than one may expect after seeing the room. There is, however, a clean bathtub lined with a few red/gold, unused candles.









See the chess piece? Definitely Edgeworth's room.

The kitchen is similar to this, but quite smaller:



 

 

Comments

[takethat]

You don't know who the last person you kissed was?

[cantacquityou]

[He chuckles.]


...For the life of me, I can't remember at all.

[takethat]

[If that's true, it's...]












...huh. Good to know.

[cantacquityou]

I certainly didn't expect that sort of response. Will you be using this information for future reference, then?

[takethat]

[A laugh]

Probably not? I was just asking one of the old standards in truth-or-dare questions, after all.

[cantacquityou]

'Probably not,' he says. Hmph. It just goes to show how trite and insignificant such an experience was for me that it takes so much effort to recall something that most people would be apt to recall the very second of, much less the person it was shared with. Not to mention, it has been quite a while...

[takethat]

Oh, is that it? It's been a while? I thought maybe you'd just kissed so many people you couldn't keep track of which one was the most recent.

[He's only partly serious. Really.]

[cantacquityou]

[That earns a laugh.]


Dear goodness, no!

[takethat]

[Getting a laugh out of Edgeworth is one of the most encouraging aspects of knowing him, and Phoenix perks up considerably.]

What, really? You're not out clubbing every night and making out with strangers?

[like Larry?]

[cantacquityou]

[He rolls his eyes.]

What a horrifying thought.

[takethat]

Yeah, yeah... we actually agree on that. Not much to be gained from those kinds of kisses, anyway.

[cantacquityou]

Either way, I can't say I've gained much from any of the kisses I've had in the past. Though I can confidently say that they were not with strangers from ...random clubs...

[takethat]

I've only kissed two people! ...if they both count separately...

[cantacquityou]

Obviously, I am not much ahead of you, there...

[takethat]

We are a couple of old fuddy-duddies.

[cantacquityou]

I may be inclined to agree with you if only I knew what the term meant.

[takethat]

...I think it means "dull people." Like a stick-in-the-mud.

[cantacquityou]

...I guess I can't argue with that. Given my upbringing I've gotten quite accustomed to being referred to as such, but what is your excuse?

[takethat]

My girlfriend in college was a crazy, manipulative bitch and it kind of scared me away from relationships for, like, years?

[cantacquityou]

Well... What of...before that?

[takethat]

Dahlia was the first person I ever dated. I wasn't exactly Mr. Popular.

[cantacquityou]

Well, even if you weren't...'Mr. Popular,' I'd expect you to have at least a few admirers over the years...

[takethat]

...no, I really haven't.

I'm not really bothered about that anymore, though. When I was younger I found it incredibly depressing...

[cantacquityou]

Perhaps you were simply were not aware. That aside, I do not think that it would be far-fetched to say that you have quite a few now, considering that you're somewhat of a celebrity back home...

[takethat]

[Now that's funny.]

Me? I'm not a celebrity! Now you're just trying to butter me up.