Speakers:
Before we begin, lady and gentlemen, we of the Management are willing to be a little lenient regarding 4th-wall breaking for this session.Phoenix: Huh? Seriously?
Speakers:
The reason lies with the nature of this fan fiction, as you will see...Phoenix: (...Okay, now I'm officially scared.)
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The Dank Adventures of DGS People N Shit
All: ...
Phoenix: I knew things were going too well to be true.
Susato: That's... a very strange title.
Holmes: Certainly not the most prosaic, but most intriguing. Perhaps it will tell of our adventures in a different light?
Ryu: What? You mean in a "dank" atmosphere? That can never be a good thing.
Phoenix: Welcome to the Sporking Theater, everyone.
Holmes: Now, now, you two. That level of pessimism will only bring that "dankness" closer to your own hearts.
Susato: Yes, of course! That was beautifully worded, Mr. Holmes!
Ryu, Phoenix: ...
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This contains drug use and strong language...
Speakers:
A note from the author, if you must know.Holmes: ...Ah, of course. I had suspected as much, but it's obvious the "dank" in the title refers to the literal atmosphere created by these particular fragrances.
Susato: Y-yes, that seems to be the case...
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Ryu and Headband Guy were sitting in the lounge of Capcom HQ. It had been a long, exhausting day for both men, and Ryu wasn’t making it any easier for Headband Guy with him being on the verge of crying every five minutes.
Ryu: ..."Headband Guy"? He has a name, you know.
Susato: Is the author perhaps referring to Kazuma?
Ryu: It must be. The actors they picked for us look pretty alike.
Susato: ...I suppose so, although your actor seems to be on the verge of tears.
Ryu: I-it's got to have a reasonable explanation, right?
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“But why, Senpai?!” Ryu almost sobbed. “Why won’t they localize the game I first starred in? Am I…not worth the effort?”
Ryu: ...I spoke too soon.
Holmes: I had imagined this game would have been marked immediately for localization as soon as the team from Capcom US had arrived to lend a hand with its development.
Phoenix: ...Yeah, I find it weird they haven't announced anything yet, especially that it features THE Sherlock Holmes.
Ryu: ...To be fair, Mr. Holmes does complicate a lot of things.
Susato: Don't say that! It could not possibly be Mr. Holmes' fault!
Ryu: (Oops. Almost forgot the "fan" side to her.)
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Headband Guy tried not to sigh, though he did anyway which just showed how quickly he was running out of patience. Ryu would not let this issue go ever since this morning.
Ryu: Already, we've barely began and the "me" up there is doing everything wrong.
Phoenix: Honestly, I'm already impressed that's the only problem so far.
Ryu: I'm starting to worry it might not last...
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It was really starting to drive him nuts. He needed an aspirin. Like now. Conveniently, he found a pill container that was probably left behind by one of the employees, but it had no label or anything. Even still, it had to have some kind of medicine in there.
Ryu: Oh, no.
Holmes: Tsk, tsk... You would think he of all people would be wary of taking pills which contents he doesn't recognize.
Susato: ...If anything, I would have suspected Mr. Naruhodo to have left it there on purpose.
Ryu: W-what? Why me!?
Susato: I don't know yet... I just have the feeling.
Ryu: ...Please don't pin your suspicions on me right from the start.
[Asogi takes a look inside, and despite all common sense telling him otherwise, he takes some.]Ryu: Argh! Why have all my predictions come true so far!?
Phoenix: Trust me, I know the feeling...
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“Senpaiii…”
Headband Guy sighed again as he clasped a hand over Ryu’s mouth, preventing him from uttering something that would most likely be a complaint. “Let’s just go talk with Management. Maybe they’ll be able to do something. Since they’re, oh I dunno, in charge and all that.”
Ryu: Why didn't we do that in the first place?
Phoenix: Maybe because you already did, but it didn't work out.
Ryu: And then I ended up crying all that time since...?
Phoenix: That must have been heartbreaking.
Ryu: ...Have you always been this... bitter?
Phoenix: It's probably because I've been here too long...
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Headband Guy then slowly removed his hand from Ryu’s mouth…and almost immediately wished he hadn’t. The moment he did, Ryu started complaining again. He whined all the way to the management’s office, and Headband Guy did end up getting a migraine. Those blasted pills didn’t work! I want a refund!
Ryu: He didn't even pay for them...
Holmes: On the other hand, it seems they have gradually come to take effect.
Ryu: How?
Holmes: Note his expressions of growing aggression. Surely, they must be clear signs of it working?
Ryu: ...I'm pretty sure he's just gotten really impatient with how fic-me is whining.
Holmes: Perhaps... but one must take into account all factors leading in.
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…Even though they weren’t his pills in the first place. And he didn’t buy them.
Ryu: Exactly. Now mind writing him more in character, author?
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*29 minutes later*
Headband Guy was starting to feel weird, but he couldn’t quite place his finger as to why. His muscles were tingling, his mouth was running dry, and the room felt hotter all of a sudden.
All but Holmes: Oh, no.
Holmes: Oh, yes.
Ryu: Huh?
Holmes: As I had deduced earlier, the medicine was rather quick to act.
Ryu: ...29 minutes passed, you know.
Holmes: That's rather quick, actually. The most dangerous of substances are those that don't react within an entire day.
Ryu: (What kind of medicine is that!? It's a ripoff, then!)
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“Asogi, are you alright?” Ryu asked.
Headband Guy blinked. “Huh? What’d you say?”
“Are you alright?”
“No, before that.”
“I said, ‘Asogi—‘”
“Aha!” Headband Guy cried out. “That’s my name!”
All: ...
Phoenix: Oh, yeah. That was his name.
Ryu: ...You could have just asked, Phoenix.
Phoenix: *sheepish grin*
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But due to divine intervention, he was referred to as Headband Guy for the duration of this fic. And before he could shout out “IGIARI” to this, a loli, I mean Watson walked towards the two with a package in her hand.
Ryu: What's so bad about writing his name? It's shorter than "Headband Guy".
Holmes: Never you mind that, Mr. Naruhodo. I would ask why the author has clearly violated the first rule of fictional writing.
Ryu: And that is?
Holmes: Mixing out-of-context remarks with the sequence of the story being told, of course. It's confusing to readers and editors, especially.
Phoenix: Um, Mr. Holmes? These are all amateur works, so they almost never would have editors.
Holmes: ...Nonetheless, it would still be confusing and thus an offense.
Phoenix: (I wasn't arguing with you on that anyway...)
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“Susato made brownies and she wants you to try them.” She said, thrusting the package to Ryu.
“Aw, really? Why did she do that?” Ryu said, feeling flattered that Susato would do something like that for him.
Watson shrugged. “Not sure. But I saw Holmes go into her dressing room with a bag and then I heard him say, ‘I swear to God, I’ll pay you to go make Ryu some brownies and put this in them to make him stop whining! I can hear him from all the way down the hall!’ Whatever that means. Bye!”
Ryu: *sweating profusely*
Susato: *worried*
Phoenix: *facepalm*
Holmes: *mildly amused*
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Watson skipped off with rainbows and unicorns following behind, or at least that’s what it looked like to Headband Guy, who was really tripping at this point.
Ryu: Rainbows and unicorns... what's next?
Phoenix: Anything.
Susato: I hope it still remains peaceful...
Holmes: ...Ms. Susato, are you familiar with the saying, "calm before the storm"?
Susato: Yes. Why do you ask?
Holmes: Then, I'm sure you understand... that the weather ahead is looking turbulent. May I suggest holding onto your proverbial shorts, everyone?
[For a moment, Ryu wonders what Watson meant, but helps himself to delicious brownies anyway.]Ryu: Hey, I can think outside of my stomach too, you know.
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“Wow…these are amazing!” He exclaimed. “Hey, Asogi, I mean Headband Guy, do you want one? Er…Headband Guy? Asogi?!”
Headband Guy was trembling all over. His entire body was drenched in sweat and- well in Capcom they say that the pupils in his small eyes grew three sizes that day. No seriously, they were so big that his eyes were mostly black now.
Susato: K-Kazuma! Are you alright!?
Ryu: I don't think he can hear you from here.
Holmes: I don't think he can hear anything from anywhere by now. He's in too deep.
Ryu: Is he going to stay like this for the rest of the fanfic?
Susato: *slaps him*
Ryu: Ow! What?
Susato: Please do not say anything that you may regret.
Ryu: ...Sorry.
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“A-Asogi? AGH!”
Ryu yelped as Headband Guy tightly grabbed his collar and pinned him against the wall, leaning in until their faces were merely inches apart, almost to the point where their lips could touch.
Phoenix: Uh-oh.
Ryu: Uh... h-he's not going to kill me now, is he?
Phoenix: I fear that it may be worse.
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Not too far away, Watson was hiding behind a wall panel with a video camera, a pencil and a notebook, recording everything and writing out fanfiction for this scene. But that’s irrelevant. Back to the almost raep scene ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ryu: ...
Phoenix: (I could say, "I told you so", but he looks troubled enough.)
Susato: ...What is that face supposed to mean?
Holmes: A calm smiling face... surely, even the author must be in a similarly good mood as the man on the floor?
Phoenix: That... actually might not be too far off.
Ryu: Objection! That's not how you spell the word "rape"!
Phoenix: THAT's what you were stuck on!?
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“Dude…” Headband Guy panted. “I am freaking out, man. FREAKING OUT!”
“I-It’s okay, really.” Ryu stammered, holding up a brownie. “They’re organic.”
Headband Guy slammed Ryu harder against the wall. “Not that, you idiot! I mean...I don’t feel like I’m in my body…I can see sounds…and taste colors…”
Ryu: And I thought he wasn't in a sane mind before...
Phoenix: Usually people who get high like this aren't.
Susato: "High"...? Oh, no! He isn't going start floating up and about, is he?
Phoenix: ... (This girl has as vivid an imagination as a certain girl I know.)
Holmes: Not to worry, Ms. Susato, there is a ceiling for him to stop at.
Ryu: I don't see how that helps, Mr. Holmes.
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Ryu was fascinated by this. “Really? What does yellow taste like?”
Ryu: I think I'd be concerned and maybe taking him to the infirmary.
Susato: To be fair, though, I am curious as well.
Holmes: It's obvious it tastes like gold, but less luxurious.
Ryu: W-what? How do you know?
Holmes: Because, believe it or not, gold is actually edible!
All else: ...
Susato: ...I believe that would be "gold foil" to which you are referring.
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“Hmm, yellow…kinda taste like bananas…no wait, it’s changing. Now it tastes like pineapples. No…lemons. Fresh lemons…kinda like the days of my youth…”
Phoenix: *twitch* F-fresh lemons...?
Susato: Oh, I see! He was talking about yellow fruits!
Ryu: No, I'm pretty sure he said he was tasting "colors", not "fruits of color". There's a very big difference!
Holmes: I'd rather argue that we've already solved this mystery, friends...
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“…Huh?”
“GAH WHY DID I SAY THAT?!”
Phoenix: That's my line.
All else: ...?
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Screaming one more time, Headband Guy dropped Ryu to the ground and ran down the hallway. There was a door up ahead, but the drugs in his system was screwing with his vision, making him see double. He ended up running into a brick wall and promptly fell to the ground, lifeless…
All: ...
Phoenix: He's not actually dead, is he?
Ryu: Er... y-yeah, of course not!
Susato: C-clearly, Kazuma is simply going to take a nap there...
Phoenix: ?
Holmes: ...Interesting that Capcom HQ has a brick wall available to be crashed into.
[And the next two lines will be skipped because the Illuminati attacked.]Phoenix: What kind of excuse is that?
Speakers:
A legit one.Quote:
Meanwhile, after lying on the ground for about forty five minutes, Ryu found himself stumbling around in the hallways of Capcom HQ. There had to have been something in the brownies he just ate because right now he was feeling pretty good. Too good. He felt so high up in the clouds that he didn’t notice Watson trying to get around him and ended up tripping over her.
“Ouch!” Watson hollered. “Hey asshole, watch where you’re going!”
All: ...
Susato: I do not approve of this author's description of Iris.
Holmes: Not to worry, Ms. Susato. The girl in question isn't here to hear such vulgarities.
Susato: Nonetheless, it is an affront to every proper lady such as ourselves!
Ryu: (I wouldn't consider Iris to be a "proper lady" yet. She's only ten.)
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Normally Ryu would have apologized, but right now he was too high to feel concerned about that and just laughed. “Oh, Watson. Fancy ‘running’ into you! Ha! Get it?”
Ryu: That's not funny. You're now faced with an angry little girl who so happens to be a genius at making guns.
Holmes: Smoke guns, to be exact! Iris isn't fond of normal guns. They're much too dangerous.
Ryu: (They're still guns. Getting hit with one of those smoke bombs isn't pleasant, and I know firsthand...)
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“Yeah, yeah.” Watson glared at him suspiciously. “You’re acting funny.”
“Yeeeeah.” Ryu stretched and yawned. “I think those brownies were laced with something…that reminds me. I had to do something important. I forgot though, so it must not have been important…right?”
Ryu: ...
Susato: *glare* ...It is true you are rather forgetful sometimes.
Ryu: W-wait, Susato. Before you try to throw me again, I would never forget anything that involves Asogi.
Susato: It would be in your best interest to do so.
Phoenix: (...Throw? As in, literally?)
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“Guess not.”
Ryu stood up; luckily he was sober enough to help Watson to her feet. “Hey, where’s Susato?”
“Uh, I think she’s still in her room. Why?”
“I have to talk with her. It’s important.”
Ryu: W-why is fic-me jumping to that conclusion?
Susato: *glare*
Ryu: S-Susato, please stop that. I'm just as concerned as you are.
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“I thought you forgot.”
“No, this is different. I was walking and I heard these two developers talking about a guy named ‘Phoenix Wright’ and so I asked them who that was and they said he was my descendant!”
Phoenix: ...Is this it, Management? Is this the real reason I'm here?
Speakers:
...No comment.Phoenix: (...Yep. It's gotta be it.)
Speakers:
"No comment" means no comment, Phoenix Wright.Phoenix: Sure.
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Watson cocked her head to the side. Ryu suddenly began talking so fast, like Speedy Gonzales on cocaine, that she couldn’t understand what he had just said. However, she was able to pick up the words “Phoenix Wright” and “descendant” and was able to put the two together. “You found out you have a descendant?”
“YES!” Ryu shouted with excitement. “You know what this means?”
Ryu: That I don't die before I have a kid?
Susato: Oh, my. I'm not sure what to think of Mr. Naruhodo having children...
Ryu: ...What's that supposed to mean?
Susato: It does make me wonder with whom he ends up with.
Ryu: Me too...
Holmes: ...Well, we have said descendant right here, don't we? Why don't we ask him?
Speakers:
Sorry, Mr. Holmes, but it's against the rules to violate potential canon.Holmes: Aw, that's a shame. I suppose we'll simply have to find out the old-fashioned way.
Phoenix: (Whew, saved...)
Speakers:
You're welcome.Quote:
“Uh…you’re a grandfather? Or great-grandfather perhaps?”
“Well yeah. But that means I have to start a family. I’m gonna reproduce and shit. And it has to be with Susato!”
All: ...
Susato: Hiyaaah! *flips Ryu upside*
Ryu: Augh! What now!?
Susato: It's simply disgraceful, that's what!
Ryu: I wasn't even the one who said it! It was fic-me!
Holmes: Technically, because fic-you is still representing you and Ms. Susato can't exactly throw him upside...
Ryu: *sigh* (When will I ever get a break...?)
Speakers:
Not even 100+ years will help, apparently.Ryu: W-what? Are you saying my descendants are doomed to be thrown around for more than a century!?
Phoenix: ...Not exactly "thrown around", but we're not the luckiest people...
Ryu: ...I'm sorry I've cursed the family name, Phoenix.
Phoenix: D-don't apologize! It's not your fault! *helps him up*
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“Why Susato?”
“Because she’s like the main woman and I spend a lot of time with her, and I guess I could do it with you, but that would be illegal and gross and make me look bad because you’re like, what, nine? Ten? Yeah, I’m not sober right now, but even if I was, I still wouldn’t be thinking about having sex with you. I am NOT that type of man. Get it? Got it? Good. Alright, Ryu out!”
Ryu: Well, at least fic-me has SOME limits we can agree on.
Susato: ...That is not the way to speak to a ten-year-old, in any case.
Ryu: (But said ten-year-old has an M.D....)
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Watson watched as Ryu excitedly ran towards Susato’s room before he stumbled and ran into a wall. Unlike Headband Guy, he survived.
Phoenix: Well, that's unfair. Ryu's perfectly fine, but Asogi had to go? What gives?
All else: ...
Speakers:
It is not a question to be answered here, Phoenix Wright.Phoenix: Why not? I'm just asking about the fic.
Holmes: Regardless, it is unfortunate. I will only say that much.
Speakers:
Just to be clear, fellow readers, Asogi never ran into a wall at any point in his life.Phoenix: (...Yeah, that would be embarrassing.)
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Watson shook her head and turned her heel to leave when it all suddenly dawned on her. What was sex? “Wait, Ryu!”
Phoenix: Uh, isn't this the girl with an M.D.?
Holmes: So she is.
Phoenix: And isn't someone who acquires an M.D. required to know at least the basics of biology?
Holmes: So they are.
Phoenix: How does she not know, then?
Holmes: ...I would imagine she has some understanding of the concept, but I dare not to ask her about any details.
Phoenix: (...I really hope this doesn't mean HE's the one who doesn't know about it.)
[It takes Ryu two hours to find Susato's room and he keeps laughing at people he bumps into along the way. By the time he gets there, he's starting to get stoned.]Ryu: ...How long is this going to keep going?
Speakers:
Do you mean the drug influence or the moving picture?Ryu: Both.
Speakers:
Well... why not see for yourself?Ryu: What's the matter with telling us?
Phoenix: Don't mind them. They're always like this.
Ryu: And you just sit by and leave it at that!?
Speakers:
Don't mind him. He and his fellow sporkers are merely exhausted from their long history with us.Ryu: ...It's okay, Phoenix. Great grandad is here for you.
Phoenix: I-I'm fine, Ryu.
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It took a few tries, but he was finally able to get his hand on the doorknob and twist it so he could open the door and walk in. The room was dark, but he could make out Susato’s form sitting on the couch from the light of the T.V. screen, which showed nothing but static. He grinned and plopped down next to her, almost passing out right there and then.
“Heeyyy, Susato.” He slurred.
Susato: *slaps him*
Ryu: Ow! Susato, please stop. I told you it's not me...
Susato: Oh! I-I am sorry. I just had this terrible chill come up my back upon seeing this scene...
Ryu: (That's even worse a reason, then.)
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Susato turned around and weakly smiled. She was just as stoned as he was. “Heeyyy, Ryuuu.”
Susato: Eek! *slaps him again*
Ryu: ...
Susato: Oh, dear! I am sorry for hitting you again, Mr. Naruhodo!
Ryu: It's okay. Just don't do it anymore... Phoenix, you wanna switch?
Phoenix: No, thanks.
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“What are you watching?”
Susato giggled as she munched on some Doritos and washed it down with Mountain Dew. “I don’t know.”
“Are you on drugs?”
“Hell yes. I know you are too. I gave you the laced brownies.”
“And I loved them.”
Susato: M-Mr. Naruhodo, what is happening!?
Ryu: Um... do you want the straight answer or the not-so-straight answer?
Susato: ...On second thought, never mind. I'd rather not hear either.
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“Holmes told me to make them for you so you would mellow out, but I couldn’t help eating some too because I like brownies…now I’m feeling sooo high and I've got the munchies.”
“You got the drugs from Holmes?”
“Yes. He’s got a stash.”
“Really…”
All but Holmes: ... *turn to him*
Holmes: ...Why have you all turned to me as if you're meaning to ask me why I would have a stash of drugs?
Ryu: It's nothing, but... do you?
Holmes: Well, yes. It's true I may have such a stash...
All else: !?
Holmes: But you all can relax. They are used for medicinal purposes only. Besides, I leave it all under Iris' vigilant supervision.
Phoenix: (...Something about that doesn't sound right, even if she does have an M.D.)
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“He’s been upset though…he lost his bottle of LSD.”
“Ah, well I hope he finds it.”
Ryu: A... bottle of LSD?
Susato: And he's lost it...?
Holmes: ... *puffs on bubble pipe*
Phoenix: (It's probably the obvious answer, but I can't help but wonder otherwise...)
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At that moment, Headband Guy ran passed the room screaming, “AHH! THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN! THE SKELETONS ARE AFTER ME! I’M LITERALLY RUNNING IN THE 90s!”
All: ...
Phoenix: Thanks for the friendly reminder, author. (Okay, scratch that. It has to be the obvious answer.)
Susato: Thank goodness Kazuma is alright. I was really worried.
Ryu: Whew. At least we're safe this time...
Phoenix: This time?
Ryu: N-nothing!
Phoenix: ??
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But Ryu and Susato were too stoned to notice. Finally Susato asked, “Ryu, why did you stop by?”
That was when Ryu gave her a sly smirk and licked his lips. Draping an arm around her slim frame, he pulled her closer to his body, leaning in and whispered softly in her ear, “I don’t know.”
Susato: *slaps... Phoenix this time*
Phoenix: Ow! What?
Susato: Oh! I am sorry, Phoenix! How did I end up slapping you?
Speakers:
We got bored of that gag, so we exchanged his and Ryunosuke's places.Phoenix: W-what!?
Ryu: (Whew, that was close...) *gets slapped anyway* Ow! Huh?
Susato: *sits back in her seat and keeps glaring*
Ryu: *sigh* Let's just return to our usual seats, then.
Phoenix: Sure thing.
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At that moment, Watson came barging in as she dragged a distraught Headband Guy into the room. “Management is calling for us and since none of you seem to be in your right minds, I’ll be making sure you guys get there.”
Ryu: Yes! Saved again by Iris!
Susato: ...
Ryu: Um... Susato, are you still mad at me?
Susato: Not especially. I was only making sure no lewd thoughts could have come into your mind.
Ryu: ...Thanks for the concern, but I'm fine. Really.
[In any case, Watson drags all three of them to the office, but first has to handcuff Asogi so he doesn't keep running away.]Ryu: For once, Asogi is doing what any normal person would.
Susato: ...
Ryu: In the fanfic. I'm talking about the fanfic.
Susato: ...Of course you are.
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Once they were at the door to the office, Watson gave a polite knock and waited for the management to tell them to come in. There came no answer. Instead, she could briefly make out the muffled sound of a bass coming from the other side, along with these lyrics:
Bitches lookin' at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this mothafucker just to swingin' my hair
Bitch quit talkin', Crip walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick take and this dope from this jet
Phoenix: W-what's wrong with the Management!?
Speakers:
Nothing in particular.Phoenix: I'm not talking about you guys.
Speakers:
We know you aren't, and like you, we're also talking about the same group of managers... the ones in the fic.Phoenix: ...That's a suspiciously specific denial.
Speakers:
*sigh* Even our most honest answer are treated as lies...Phoenix: (It's your own fault for not being trustworthy.)
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“What the…” Watson, with slight trepidation, opened the door and peered inside. “Mr. Holmes?!”
Instead of the usual management person, Sherlock Holmes was the one sitting at the desk. He was in the big leather chair, reclined back with his feet up. He was wearing shades and a gold chain around his neck that said “SWAG.” His coat was unbuttoned to reveal a black shirt that had the words #420BlazeIt on the front. Instead of his usual sleuth hat, he instead had on a baseball cap that had OBEY on the front.
All: ...
Holmes: Objection! Just what is the meaning of this, Management!?
Speakers:
Are you speaking to us, sir?Holmes: Yes, you! You knew exactly what was in this film from the very start, didn't you?
Speakers:
Well... yes.Holmes: That's simply unsatisfactory! The least you could have done was notify me of this disgusting betrayal of my perfect image!
Speakers:
Er... well, we have a policy here to remain silent in regards to the contents...Phoenix: Hold it! Don't forget those movie scripts you used to force on us!
Holmes: Is that right, Mr. Wright? Then, you don't have any excuse, do you, Management?
Speakers:
...Yes, you're right. We're sorry. We'll be careful next time, sir.[...Wow, even the Management had to bow before the wrath of Sherlock Holmes.]Speakers:
Pipe down, narrator. You're still under our watch.[Sorry, sir.]Quote:
Holmes took a long drag from his pipe, letting the smoke sit in his mouth a bit before blowing a perfect smoke ring into the air. He pointed at Watson.
“Babe,” He murmured, seductively pulling down his glasses below his eyes. The sclera were red. “Call me Sherlock HOMES.”
Holmes: ...I must admit, however, that this is rather witty and to my liking.
Ryu: (...Seriously? That's just terrible.)
Susato: I... do not see the point of renaming Mr. Holmes, though.
Holmes: Not to worry, Ms. Susato. This "Holmie" is well received regardless of the situation.
Ryu: (H-Holmie...?)
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Suddenly, there came the sound of somebody abruptly clearing their throat. Headband Guy yelped in surprise. When they all turned around, even their stoned minds knew exactly who it was: the Management. They didn’t have to be completely sober to know that they were completely fucked.
Phoenix: What goes around finally comes around...
Ryu: "Finally" is an understatement. How could they have been left alone this long?
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*Later*
“Do you think this is acceptable?! Localizing a bunch of drugees to the American and PAL regions?!” The head of development cried out angrily as he paced around the room of the drug rehabilitation center, surveying the five people in their beds connected to IV fluids to flush out their systems. Watson claimed she was sober, but Management didn’t want to take any chances.
Susato: ...Poor little Iris. She just had to be dragged in there with the rest of fic-us.
Ryu: Make that "fic-Iris". She was way too ill-tempered for the real thing.
Susato: However, aside from those little issues, she still seemed to be the most reasonable...
Ryu: (Because the rest of fic-us were stoned beyond recognition.)
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Ryu muttered, “Well the thing is, I thought we weren’t going to get localized in the first place.”
“Which was why Ryu wouldn’t stop complaining.” Watson said.
“And why Holmes asked me to make him pot brownies.” Susato followed up.
Management glared over at Holmes, who just shrugged. “He wouldn’t shut up.”
Holmes: I assure you, Theater Management and everyone, that I know exactly when to speak and when to shut up.
Ryu: Same here... (But at least I know the right things to say at the right moments.)
Susato: ...Mr. Naruhodo, you are not thinking of criticizing Mr. Holmes, are you?
Ryu: Huh? Uh... no. (At least, I wasn't planning on saying it out loud.)
Susato: Don't even think about it.
Ryu: Yes, Susato.
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“Yeah, he was giving me a headache too.” Headband Guy mumbled. “I thought those pills were aspirin…”
This intrigued Holmes. “Were they in a medicine bottle with no label?”
“Yeah…”
“Those would be my LSD pills.”
“That explains a lot.”
All: I knew it.
Phoenix: It was the obvious answer, after all.
Holmes: Usually, the obvious answer is the best one.
Ryu: Yes... though you still manage to come up with some rather surprising theories.
Holmes: That, Mr. Naruhodo, is what separates the great detective from the rest.
Ryu: (...You are certainly correct, but not for the reason you think.)
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“Mr. Holmes,” Watson spoke up. “Why do you have LSD?”
Holmes groaned. “There’s a long story for that which I’m still not sober enough to tell yet.”
Holmes: And even when fic-me is sober, I figure he won't be telling her anyway.
Ryu: Why's that?
Holmes: Because she's the one watching over my stash in the first place! Why would I need to explain anything?
Ryu: ...By the way, why is she watching YOUR stash?
Holmes: ...That is a long story I would rather not tell, regardless of how inebriated I may ever be.
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The HOD rolled his eyes, still continuing to pace around the room and grumbling angrily to himself. “Unbelievable. Just unbelievable. Now I really can’t localize this game.”
“What?!” Ryu shouted in disbelief. “Why not?!”
Phoenix: Hmm, let me guess... could it be because this version of Capcom HQ is kind of in a mess?
Holmes: That's exactly it, Mr. Wright. Why in the world would they have brick walls for people to crash into?
Ryu: ...Even you can't be serious about that.
Holmes: And why couldn't I be? It's a legitimate concern.
Ryu: How about the fact Ace Attorney characters are running rampant in HQ and no one is doing anything to catch them?
Holmes: That's simple. Perhaps the design team had ran out of paper and had to resort to 3D printing of movable sculptures instead?
All else: ...
Phoenix: (If we were talking about the crossover game with Professor Layton, that would actually make some sense... which doesn't really make any sense, for that matter.)
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“Because we already localized your descendant’s game! He’s well known across the entire WORLD! And now that this incident happened, do we really want people to think that his great ancestor was a stoner?!”
Holmes: This is exactly why development should have moved forward with renaming the game "Sherlock Holmes: Ace Detective".
Ryu: Except the development team had to keep "Gyakuten Saiban" in the name. Orders from above.
Holmes: Yes, of course... but I'd have been perfectly fine with "Gyakuten Saiban Holmes".
Susato: ...And yet, it was you who had been complaining about spoilers previously.
Holmes: *sigh* ...I thought we had agreed not to talk about that anymore.
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“With all due respect, sir, it isn’t like we’re the only ones in video game history who did drugs.” Susato spoke up politely. “And really, this was all just an accident.”
“I can’t speak for Holmes here on that last one.” Headband Guy muttered, eyeing the detective suspiciously. The guy still managed to sneak his pipe into rehab, claiming they were natural herbs.
Holmes: And if you must know, everyone, I only smoke the cleanest of natural herbs.
Ryu: That's nice, Mr. Holmes.
Holmes: If you ever come to be interested in it, Mr. Naruhodo, I advise you to stay away from smoking cannabis. Try catnip instead. I hear it's rather relaxing.
Ryu: ...I'm not interested in smoking at all, trust me.
Holmes: For the sake of your descendant, I hope so too.
Susato: ...Catnip? But isn't that only for Wagahai?
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“I don’t care!” The HOD shouted. “Drugs are bad, m’kay? And these sorts of stunts bring bad reputations to our business! And don’t even bring up the Grand Theft Auto series. Capcom isn’t about that.”
Phoenix: It's unfortunate that one of our games got the same rating as those, though.
Ryu: Even in Japan, GS5 was rated CERO-C. That's the highest a GS game has seen.
Holmes: There were some rather graphic scenes in it as well as a bombing case. It's certainly no walk in the park.
Susato: It certainly had plenty of... impact in regards to reviving the mainstream series, however.
Phoenix: At least you guys had a Gyakuten game every two years since GS4's release. The West was locked out for a good 4 years.
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Why hadn't you complained about that to Capcom, Mr. Wright?Phoenix: Excuse me, but I'm just a video game character.
Speakers:
Well, I'm a dog, but you don't hear me making excuses.All: ???
Phoenix: (...We've been at the mercy of a DOG? That's so wrong in so many ways...)
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Ryu tried to think of a counter argument. He was THE great attorney after all. Suddenly, an idea came to him. “Well, what if I told you that we did it for the localization?”
Ryu: W-what? Even if that were the case, which it's not, that's no excuse...
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The HOD raised his eyebrows. “What? That’s…honestly pretty stupid.”
“Stupid?” Headband Guy crossed his arms and tried to look offended. “Dude. I took fucking LSD for this damn localization and almost died. Look at my head. There’s stitches under my headband! Fourteen to be exact!”
All: ...
Susato: That sounds quite painful.
Ryu: What kind of damage did he take for 14 stitches!?
Holmes: That's what anesthetics are for.
Phoenix: Even with anesthetics, that's pretty excessive just for crashing into a wall...
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“Yeah.” Holmes quickly caught on. “Smoking kush for the Western fans.”
“Don’t forget the PAL regions too!” Susato added.
Everyone looked at Watson. Now…of course it would be socially unacceptable, even for a crackfic, to have a prepubescent girl doing drugs. So we’ll just say the only role she had in this was giving Ryu the laced brownies for the sake of localization.
Ryu: (Phew, at least that's settled.)
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“What else do we have to do to get you to localize this game?” Ryu asked, staring deep into the HOD’s eyes.
The HOD was visibly trembling as everyone was glaring at him. His resolve was crumbling and he was finding it rather difficult keeping up his strict façade. Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer and cracked.
“Alright! Fine…We’ll see, but I’m not making any promises.” And with that, he left without saying another word.
Phoenix: ...The Management sure gave in easy.
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Hah. You will never see us in such a pitiful state.Phoenix: How about just earlier when Mr. Holmes was yelling at you?
Speakers:
...We don't speak of that, Mr. Wright. As of this point, it officially never happened.Phoenix: (...Well, I guess there's always the next time.)
Speakers:
There won't be a next time! Do we have to shock some sense into you?Phoenix: No, I'll be good...
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“Well…looks like that’s as good of an answer as you’re gonna get.” Holmes commented.
Susato nodded. “I say we’ll just have to wait to see what they’ll do.”
“All I know is I’m never doing something like this again.” Headband—Asogi sighed.
Ryu glanced over at them and smiled. “Let’s just hope Capcom will come through for its Gyakuten Saiban fanbase.”
Ryu: Finally, the author relents and writes "Asogi" properly. Was that so hard?
Phoenix: It sure must have been taxing to always write "Headband Guy".
Holmes: Couldn't they have simply used Copy-paste?
Phoenix: That too.
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Watson was sitting in her bed, waiting for them to end this conversation so she could have an opportunity to speak. An important question had been looming in her mind for quite a while now, and she longed to asked it. Once the room was silent and she was sure no one was going to speak again, she quickly jumped on the chance and spoke: “Mr. Holmes?”
“Yes, my dear Watson?”
“I’ve been meaning to ask…what is sex?”
All: ...
Phoenix: Meh. That was way too predictable of a question.
Holmes: Well, my dear Watson, if you must know, "sex" is short for "sexual intercourse" and it normally occurs between a male and female pair...
Ryu: Why are you explaining it now!?
Holmes: ...though homosexual relations are present in nature as well.
Susato: Um, Mr. Holmes?
Holmes: In either case, the dominant partner approaches the submissive one and...
Ryu: No, enough, please! There may actually be children out there watching us!
Holmes: All the more reason to learn! Besides, the film seems to have come to an end, and yet it's still dark in here, so...