YES A TRUCY REQUEST. *Pukes rainbows* XD
So this is Trucy and Edgeworth emailing :D (I have Edgeworth do a lot of emails… I just can't picture him texting, or any other kind of conversational writing. And EVERYONE wants conversational writing, apparently :P)
So once again, you should go back through all of the old prompts and tell me which ones you want me to do the most. I've got more requests than I know what to do with. I made a nice little list that I titled SO MANY PROMPTS AHHHHHHH. It's a great list :D
I still want new prompts lol. I don't care if you've already given me 45 *cough ClayFan cough* I'm always open to new ones, especially if they're creative and fun.
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Hi Uncle Edgeworth! Daddy was telling me about you, and he said I should email you.
Er… I don't have any nieces. And I don't know who your father is. Although, I have to wonder how you know my email address and name.
My name's Trucy! Uh… I don't know my Daddy's name. He's just Daddy. I only met him about two weeks ago.
You only met your father two weeks ago?!
Oh, well, my Daddy ran away, so my new Daddy came and adopted me!
Ran away?! Do you know your new last name?
Oh! It sounds sooo cool. My name's Trucy Right!
Wait… Right, as in Wright?!
Oh yeah! It's got a W.
Is your father's name Phoenix?
Uh, I think so. See? I told you that you knew Daddy!
This is outlandish! Phoenix Wright, a father?!
He's a pretty good daddy, even if he doesn't help me with my magic tricks.
Magic tricks?
Oh, I'm a magician! I do all kinds of tricks!
Do you know why Wright adopted you?
Umm… Well, Daddy was accused of killing Grandpa, so Daddy was helping Daddy in court, when Daddy vanished from the courtroom. I helped him escape! It was sooo funny, you shoulda seen the policeman's face! So then, Daddy felt bad because he thought that it was his fault that I didn't have a daddy anymore, so Daddy adopted me!
You have quite the Daddy.
I do, don't I? The first one was a magician like me, and my new Daddy's a piano player!
Phoenix Wright? A piano player? I heard he lost his badge, but he doesn't strike me as the musical type.
Well, he kind of pretends like he can play piano. His real job is playing poker. I help him sometimes. I'm a lot better at it than him.
How old are you, exactly?
I'm eight and a half!
Aren't you a bit young to be playing poker?
It's only a card game! It's not even a tenth as dangerous as my knife throwing trick!
Aren't you a bit young to be playing with knives?
Probably.
And this is why Wright shouldn't raise children alone.
Isn't that why I have you, Uncle Edgeworth?
Did Wright put the silly notion into your head that I'm your uncle?
He wanted to see what you would say.
Tell him that I said that he's being as ridiculous as ever.
So you're just going to leave Daddy alone with knives and a little girl?
On second thought, I might have to drop in at some point.
Yay! Uncle Edgeworth's coming over!
I am NOT your uncle, Trucy.
Aww… :(
