Phoenix High

A Phoenix Wright AU RP organized by Kamen DeLite.

Info

Take the cast of Phoenix Wright 1-3, cut their ages in half, and stick them in high school. What do you get? This very roleplay. The majority of characters would be students with the exception of Winston Payne, Manfred von Karma, Marvin Grossberg, Wendy Oldbag, and Damon Gant, who would all be teachers. Original characters as well as canon characters are accepted.
Awkward teen romance is accepted, as is yaoi and yuri.

Characters

Username: Kamen DeLite
Name: Ron DeLite
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Ron keeps his gingery hair wrapped in the two buns on either side of his head despite the condescending giggles he receives because of them. He wears t-shirts with ridiculous cartoons or statements on them and jeans ripped at the knees in addition to various places. Black-and-white-checkered slip-on Vans adorn his feet virtually every day.
Personality: Ron is shy and sensible, though he does have a tendency to act out, shouting and running through the halls, which usually leaves him in the school counselor's office telling him how one of the guys on the football team call him "Bunhead" again.

History: Ron was raised by two eccentric parents who one day decided to curl his hair into two buns. They found it adorable and forced him to wear his hair in that style everyday even if they had to spend money on Stronghold Hairspray. Ron currently attends Phoenix High where he is mercilessly teased because of his hair.... Teens can be so cruel.

Miscellaneous: Ron has an unbelievably huge crush on Desirée... not that he'd tell her or anything.

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Username: VioletBlu
Name: Violetta Blu ((Most people know her as the original Violet's fathers cousin. It's the few years before her death...))
Age: 14
Gender: Female

Appearance: She has short black hair, and mystic blue eyes that could capture the heart of any boy. Her eyes change colours depending on her mood, but they're always blue, just different shades. She has a necklace that holds a detective badge that's been passed on through her family. She has a Godot looking shirt, but it's more feminine with a ribbon around her waist. She wears regular jeans and a pair of sturdy runners. She's always wearing a ribbon, you would hardly ever catch her without one unless she has just finished a sketch book.

Personality: She can be quite persuasive and bold. She's rude at first, but when you get to know her, she's quite sweet. She
loves helping people, and she's great at keeping secrets.

History: Her name is Violetta Blu. Her family comes from a long line of paranormal people. Like the Fey's, they have a special symbol, but unlike the Fey's they're not public. Usually it goes to the woman's part of the family, never the men. The powers they have are all unique, it can either be passed, or someone is born with a new power. Her father scares her a lot, and she can see parts of the future a bit.

Miscellaneous: She is a great observer and loves to sketch. Everywhere she goes she carries her sketchbook in her arms. After she's done she ties the ribbon she's wearing around it and hides it away at her inter cabin.

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Username: PhoenixAshes
Name: Phoenix Ash
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Black, messy hair, Brown Eyes, not Handsome, nor Ugly, always wears a Blue sweater with 'A' on it

Personality: Belives no-one is differant, likes girls, but nervous when with them. Hates attention, likes to have friends.

History: Been inspired by his brother to become a detective. Parents died in fire.

Miscellaneous: Has a brother, Thomas Ash.

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Username: lawgrl4u
Name: Legacy van Troubelle
Age: 14
Gender: Female

Appearance: She's short, standing at only 5 feet. Her hair is exactly like Franziska von Karma, her aunt's. Only, instead of it being turquoise, it's chestnut brown. She wears a light blue no-sleeve tunic with black leggings. With her blue ballet shoes and a black headband, she's ADORABLE.

Personality: When around strangers, she can be quiet, but when around her friends, she can be as loud as anything! She can be a bit rough, which makes it hard for her to fit in.

History: Her parents died when she was 12. Her Mom is Manfred von Karma's "other" daughter. She is a defense attorney, despite the family legacy of becoming a prosecutor. Finding her job boring, and not always able to fend for herself, she went back to school to capture all those memories she missed.

Misc: She wanted to go back to school because she thought it would be more fun then work. Well, she'd rather be at work then at school, but there's no turning back now. Legacy constantly daydreams, reads, etc. during class, which isn't exactly the best for her.

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Username: Xero Wright
Name: Phoenix Wright
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Has short black hair. Is spiked outward, rather than back as he looks in the future. Wears a blue shirt with a person sticking their finger out, objection-style. Defends his friends when necessary, and an overall nice person. Gets easily flustered around girls he likes.

Personality: Phoenix dreams of being a defense attorney, after what happened in the trial a few years back. He believes nobody should ever be alone or abandoned, and makes friends with people who feel that way.

History: Classroom trial. He was blamed for the loss of Miles Edgeworth's money, but it was quickly ended when Miles demanded proof that Phoenix had stole it, and got him out of trouble.

Miscellaneous: Nothing to add for now.

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Username: CarChaseCityMan

Name: Felix Rodes.

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Personality: Outgoing, never shy, and always curteous to new people. He's especially nice and chivalrous to women. He never disrespects authority figures, but sometimes tries to get too comfortable with them.

Appearance: Since he loves rock music, he usually wears ripped jeans and T-shirts with his favorite bands on them. He has decently long black hair that goes down over his eyes. The hair goes in strands, so he can see things clearly.

History: Felix was born to a whole family with one brother in Florida. His parents have always been semi-supportive of his dreams, but always pushed him to something they wanted. His brother is in his band now, and they are on good terms. For the most part.

Other: Plays lead guitar in his band, Rock-Ness, but aspires to be one of the
worlds' greatest surgeons. He packs his lunches and is well-spoken around new company, but when with friends or good acquantances, he acts like a typical rocker. He knows how to work a crowd, and is good at meeting new people.

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Username: Slezak
Name: Jeremy Slezak
Age: 26
Gender: Male

Appearance: Thin, tall, has long, almost-glowing blonde hair, green eyes, wears glasses for decoration only, is clean-cut (no facial hair), and usually wears a T-shirt, bluejeans, and black tennis shoes that resemble dress shoes at a glance.
Personality: Jeremy is a student teacher who is slightly rebellious. He doesn't usually feel like teaching the subject he's assigned. Actually, he does, but he finds some alternate way to teach it better than any curriculum could even dream of doing... he just needs to figure out that way... He's kind to everyone except people that get on his nerves and, when he meets those people, he becomes very serious around them. He's not afraid to crack a few jokes and is usually sarcastic, but around good friends he's very good-natured.
History: Jeremy and his brother, Jay, split paths early-on. Jay wanted to go into the law field, while Jeremy wanted to do something totally different. He wanted to use his unique teaching skills to help the masses... or make them rebel against the system, he hasn't quite decided yet... He's been in college for about seven years and was called to teach at Phoenix High one day to teach English... Trouble is, teachers started going missing and new ones had to start filling in, so he's trying to get in contact with some of his teacher friends to come help out. Currently working as a substitute, but eventually may end up there permanently.
Miscellaneous: Jeremy, like Jay, also carries a black case around and likes to sketch a lot. He is also in possession of a silver bracelet with blue gems on it, sent to him by Jay. He hasn't figured out its true power yet and thinks it's for decoration. He also has a green Magatama necklace, but has no idea why it's glowing... He thinks it's decorative as well... If only he knew...

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Username: Miles_the_attorney
Name: Miley
Age: She's 15. And a freshman too.
Gender: Girl.

Appearance: She has long blond hair. She also normally wears Boyish clothing, but by looking at her you can tell she's a girl.

Personality: She's Genneraly happy, And it's kind of hard to make her mad at you. If you do make her angry though, she'll hold a grudge for an hour or two, and she'll be right back to being happy.

History: Nothing really intresting has ever happened to Miley, she's just your average high school girl,

Miscellaneous: except for the fact that she's a lesbian anime nut. That's average isn't it? Oh, and she Breathes imported candy.

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Username: Takita
Name: Tyler Zeus.
Age: 15.
Gender: male.

Appearance: Blonde haired, Blue Jeans, Red sports jacket, red eyes, Messy Hair.
Personality: Very Smart for his age, Kind to others, but also.......Perverted as all hell.

History: Born the son of famous prosecutor Perry Zeus and Raven Zeus (Maiden name: Raven Jupiter). Lost all of his memory before the age of eleven due to an incident he can't remember.

Miscellaneous: Straight, fan of Jack Hammer movies.

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Last edited by Kamen DeLite on Wed Jan 02, 2008 1:06 am, edited 3 times in total.

Second period History class was silent except for the teacher's lecturing and Ron DeLite's thudding heart. It was early, yet he was already full of energy, especially compared to the kids who had pulled all-nighters and decided to catch up on their sleep during the ramblings of their teacher, who had his back to the class and was scribbling incoherent information on the board.

So pretty... he sighed mentally, his dazed eyes focused on the back of Desirée's head. She was beautiful even from behind, awfully kind, and had a magnificent sense of adventure... she even rode a motorcycle!! But would she even consider Ron? Of course not. He was too plain, too boring for someone like her....

But a guy could dream... couldn't he?

Ron flipped to a blank page in his notebook and dated the top line. Dear Desirée, he began before his fingers quivered around his pencil. He tried to move his hand toward the next line down, but it kept shying. His breath was short, his heart pounding in his chest. Maybe he would pass her the note concealing his feelings for her the next day.

He closed his notebook and sighed, disgusted by his timidity, right before the bell rang. Gathering his things, he slipped out the door to his locker.

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Violet had heard the bell ring as well. She was a bit nervous, but she could easily hide it. She picked up her things and made sure she had her sketchbook. With that, she left the room and went to her locker. Where is it... Ugh... Violet finally found he locked, and put her things into it. She kept her sketchbook with her though, and grabbed the next period's books. She noticed that someone was getting things out of the locker next to her. "Hi," Violet said sweetly, closing her locker and hoping she wasn't to quiet for this person to hear her.

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Ron jumped at the soft greeting and faced the other, half-smiling weakly. "Oh, hello," he said before momentarily turning away to grab his textbook and close his locker. Once he was ready for his next class, he tossed his head toward her again.

"Hey look, it's Bunhead," a buff voice hollered.

Ron grumbled a soft curse as the amoeba of jocks made their way toward him. "I didn't have breakfast," one of them said cynically. "Can I have a roll?"

His cold stare had no effect on the muscular teens. It was hard for him to believe they were eighteen.

"How about I shove a knuckle sandwich down your throat?" Ron said much weaker than he meant to.

"What was that, Bunhead?" The largest of the savages stepped toward him, and Ron could hear him growling.

"Y-you heard me!" he cried suddenly. "I'll serve you a fresh one, I will!!"

The barbarians hooted like excited chimps. "Tell you what, Bunhead. Fix up your fists, and we'll meet by the dumpster after school."

"You're on!!" he shouted as they made their way past the others students, knocking them over like a bowling ball knocks down a set of pins.

It was then that he realized he has just accepted an invitation to get his ass whooped... again. Ron sighed melancholy and rested his forehead against his locker. "Lovely..." he mumbled. "Now I'm gonna be late and everything...." He looked up at who he had been speaking with previously. "Sorry you had to see that...."

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"Those are probably the average high school bully, they are insecure with themselves, and feel like putting others down to make them self feel bigger. Not easily avoidable... Hehe, I'm Violetta Blu, pleased to meet you... May I ask your name?"

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Ron shrugged. "Well, yeah, I guess. But they keep picking on me 'cause of my hair. I mean, they don't know anything about me, yet they keep taunting me because I'm different and...." His voice slowly withered away as it usually did in the middle of a ramble of his.

When he heard her question, he nodded. "I'm Ron," he said. "Ron DeLite. It's a pleasure, Miss Blu. It really is. I don't have too many people who talk to me... except for those guys, of course." Ron sighed deeply.

"What class do you have now, just out of curiosity?"

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((can I join or do I need Permission?))

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((oh, never mind...))

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Username: PhoenixAshes
Name: Phoenix Ash
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Black, messy hair, Brown Eyes, not Handsome, nor Ugly, always wears a Blue sweater with 'A' on it

Personality:Belives no-one is differant, likes girls, but nervous when with them. Hates attention, likes to have friends.

History: Been inspired by his brother to become a detective. Parents died in fire.

Miscellaneous: Has a brother, Thomas Ash.

Phoenix walked to Ron and said 'Hey, Ronnie! How are you?' he gave him a slight nudge on the arm, like friends do 'have you seen Dissireé lately?' he wooped 'But none of us will ever get close to going out with her..'

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Legacy roamed the hallways, searching for an open locker. "Damn...they're all locked up tight..." She said, trying to break into one.

She ran over to some kid in a blue sweatshirt. She tapped him from behind. "Do you have any gum?"

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'Huh? No. Who are you?'

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Legacy stared at him. "Crap. Oh, well...I'm...Legacy..." She sighed upon hearing her own name.

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'Enchanté, Legacy. How do you do?'

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"Heh, good, I guess..." She said, opening her own locker. She checked her cell phone. "Dammit...I'm going to be late! Again." She grabbed the books out of her locker. "...I can't...talk right now..." She said, picking things up she dropped.

"I guess I'll see you later..." She smiled and quickly ran to class.

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'We should go, too...' Phoenix said 'C'mon Ronnie, Violetta, it's art now!'

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(Before I jump in... there's practically two Phoenixes. Solutions?)

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((call me 'Nick' and we'll call you 'Feenie'))

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(NO! XD NO NO NO NO NO. Either call me Phoenix or Nick. Cause you're not the real Phoenix Wright, I"m actually RPing as him. :P)

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(oh, OK, Phoenix, it is!)

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Ron laughed softly at the tap on his shoulder. "Hey, Buddy," he said before blushing and blinking dreamily at hearing his crush's name. "I saw her in History. Well... the back of her head of course, as I do everyda–Oh, Man, you're right!" He turned to Violetta and nodded gently. "See you?" he asked before jogging down the hall to his next class.

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"Sweet, it's art..." Violet said quietly, hurrying after them to the art class, "I love art..."

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((Guys, I think we need teachers...O.o))

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((Umhmm! Totally!))

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Legacy sat in a chair in the middle of the room. She yawned, took out a pencil, and...tried to draw. She never really like drawing until she was around 12.

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Violet was sketching happily, drawing the classroom surroundings and everyone in it.

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"Oh no, oh no, oh no, I'm late!!" Phoenix Wright ran down the hall and into the art room. He literally burst through the door, saying "Is the teacher here yet!?" He looked around, and after not seeing a teacher, said "Oh... whew. Guess I'm not late yet..." He quickly took a seat.

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Violet looked to the person who just came in and started to erase a part of an empty seat, in which she hoped he'd sit in.

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Legacy turned her attention to Phoenix. She walked over to him. "Way to be."

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"Teacher isn't here yet, therefore, as long as no one tells, he was here before the bell."

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Legacy turned her head Violet's way. "That's not what I was talking about. He just screamed so loud, my parents could've probably heard him."

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"Really? I didn't find it that loud..." Violet said, tipping her head to the side in thought.

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"That's probably because you were drawing. Speaking of which, what ARE you drawing?" Legacy snuck a peak over Violet's shoulder.

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"The class," she said while sketching something to the left.

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"Damn...your good..." Legacy eyes widened in bewilderment. "Ha, I suck at drawing...but I guess it's fun sometimes..."

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"I love too draw... It's an important part of my life. I'm trying to bring art and detective work emerged into one..."

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"Did you say detective work?" Legacy asked. "God, that makes me want to go BACK to my job. But I can't now."

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"yeah, I've been helping out with cases since I was ten... I kept the info in sketch books and stuff..."

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"I remember reading files about cases when I was ten, but Gramps would never let me help out..."

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"My dad only brought me along because he needed me. But I let something important slip and he got in trouble for holding information... That's why I'm here."

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"I'm here because I 'wasn't ready for the real world'. I'm here because it 'was too much too handle'. But besides from that, I'm here because I was bored at the office. I had to sit at a desk all day, and do nothing!" She paused. "I guess it was better then sitting at a desk all day, and LEARN."

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