[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

[cantacquityou]

...Good.

[takethat]

...[Grumble]

[cantacquityou]

...What was that?

[takethat]

...nothing. You better get your dog out of my room.

[cantacquityou]

Is that any way to talk about her? You rapscallion.

[takethat]

Isn't that what she is??

[cantacquityou]

She's a growlithe. But that's besides the point. Oh, how awful of you to mercilessly kick out my poor, slumbering baby...

[takethat]

She's not staying there if you and I are both leaving.

[cantacquityou]

I know, I know.


...If only she knew how to lock your door, I'd have her come here.

[takethat]

What, you mean you haven't taught her how to do that yet?

Eh. Bad icon but whatevs.

[cantacquityou]

...My door, not anyone else's. Besides, she knows how to open doors from the inside, not lock them from the outside. Could you imagine how it would be if she could open and unlock any door from the outside?

fff but I do love that icon ahaha

[takethat]

...it would be kind of awesome, wouldn't it?

[Wild grin]

Re: fff but I do love that icon ahaha

[cantacquityou]

That wasn't the sort of response I was expecting, but alright.

[takethat]

Just think of all the stuff you could learn if your dog could unlock doors.

[cantacquityou]

Indeed. Oh! And all the privacies I can tread upon. How exciting.

[takethat]

Now you're thinking.

[He's laughing, because what else is there to laugh about?]

[cantacquityou]

Oh, dear. A penchant for poking his nose into places he doesn't belong. Typical ace attorney.

[takethat]

Usually works out pretty well to my advantage...

[cantacquityou]

...That's because you oftentimes seem to forget that permission must oftentimes be granted by the prosecutor. [He stands.] ...Shall we?

[takethat]

[Grumble]

Didn't always have your permission...



...sure. But I'm taking another beer with me.

[cantacquityou]

Very well, then.




[He languidly strolls off to the side, arms crossed behind his back, eyes pretending to inspect the ceiling. He then turns around swiftly, leaning in behind Phoenix, his face inches away from Phoenix's left ear.]





...But that's because you have a very merciful prosecutor for a friend. Don't think I'm completely in the dark about what you do behind my back, Phoenix Wright.

[takethat]

[He jumps and flinches away from Edgeworth--because the space just behind his left ear happens to be very sensitive and ticklish, not that Edgeworth need ever know that.]

Y-yeah but! No! What, don't do that!

[And he's reduced to such eloquence once again.]

[cantacquityou]

...Hmph.






...I'll go get Veritas.

[takethat]

[Scratching behind his ear to get rid of that tickle.]


I can get her. She's in my room after all...

[cantacquityou]

I thought I'd do so while you enjoy your beer.