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Case #06. Wut.
[One day, nearly a fortnight ago, Miles Edgeworth disappeared from Cair Paradisa to seek temporary, reclusive solace at a hotel in the City Royale. He alerted no one of this little vacation, and ceased all communication with everyone - be it through the journals, or otherwise...
...but he's back - however unintentionally - and not in any way he could have ever foreseen. His clothes - remnants of a white undershirt and reddish-pink pajama-bottoms - are in scorched tatters.
In one hand, there's a 4.5 ft. baguette. In the other, a machine gun...A gumball machine gun.
...and with that, he is chasing a massive growlithe around the castle grounds.
Perhaps you're one of the unfortunate souls to witness this. After all, there is a perfectly rational explanation.
...maybe.]
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Not that. Anything but that...
[He takes off running, shooting invisible bullets at Edgeworth over his shoulder]
AHHHHHHH!!!
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Long-range combat? Is that the best you can do? Come, Mr. Deauxnim! Draw your sword and fight me like a man!
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[He turns to face Edgeworth]
Actually... I don't really know how to use a gun either...
[Poor, sad Larry...]
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[...and suddenly, he pulls a massive knife out of the loaf of bread.]
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...how about we just calm down and eat that bread...
[Sad face FOREVER]
SORRY I DIDN'T SEE THIS
...I am certain you don't want to eat this bread.
pff you're just ignoring me :'(
NO ILU. And also, innuendo.
...There is seldom anything better than being stabbed by me.
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[He strikes a really fakey martial arts pose]
Stay back! I know Kung-Fu!
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...No, Larry. I will not stab you. In either way.
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[ :C times 100 ]