Remember this exists. Rainy mood.
Omg, I almost lost my heart when I entered in a fucking tumblr and the fucking autoplay with a weird rock metal madness music started all of the sudden. Hell!. People! you can kill with that shit! Program that shit at 50% volumen, at least!
IVE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS THEY JUST STARE AT EACH OTHER HOLDING PUPPIES
We’re no strangers to law
You know the rules as well as I do
A full conviction will leave you in awe
You wouldn’t get this from a fool like you
I just wanna tell you how I’m scheming
Gotta make you understand
Always gonna whip you up
Always gonna whip you down
So don’t run around or I’ll find you
Always gonna make you cry
You’ll wish you could die
So if you tell a lie I’ll hurt you
how hard.. . how fUCKING hard is it… to not be cissexist…. if u are talking about a vagina… just say vagina. dont say female anatomy. dont say girl parts. say vagina. if you are talking about a penis, do not call it male anatomy or manmeat, call it a penis. it is THAT simple. just call them by their names. it is that easy to not be a cissexist shitcanoe
I killed Maya.
Grossberg is defending me.
Edgeworth is prosecuting.
I am sooo screwed.
How… does that work.
I killed Lotta. (F*** YEAH)
Mia is my lawyer. (KDFJDKLFJKDFJKDFJ)
Bratworth is the prosecutor.
KDFJDKLFJDKFJ GREATEST EVER
On my first try:
I’m accused of murdering Wendy Oldbag
Hobo Phoenix is my lawyer
Manfred von Karma is prosecuting
(I have a feeling that it will reflect poorly on me in court that I will be constantly trying to lunge at the prosecutor and strangle him.)
I killed Lotta… Nnnoooo D”’: It was an accident!
My lawyer is Mia - thank god!
Young Franziska is prosecuting. :| Oh well I have faith in Mia.
accused of murdering: oldbag
My Lawyer: Apollo Justice
Pffffff, im just the tutorial trial, om totes off the hook!
Poor Lotta, a lot of people killed her.
No, fucking Armando, shoo. I would prefer Godot….
And well, the shiny fop.
I only would like to see how Armando keeps calling Klavier as kitten, giving a shit about his rock star mannerism. And the shiny boy being all offended with his pride wounded. That would be amusing. Even more, The trial ends in music genre fights… Armando=Jazz, Klavier=Rock. Oh, gods. Jazz kicking rock asses with coffee. No way.