#phoenixposting

my main fandom is ace attorney, some others are bnha and fma

I strongly prefer original trilogy and I like aai, haven't watched tgaa walkthrough yet

main character kins (most of them double as fictives):

phoenix wright || kay faraday || dahlia hawthorne || ochako uraraka || trucy wright || satan (obey me) || beelzebub (obey me)

main non-character kins: dog || wolf || cow || robot

characters very dear to me (some of them double as fictives):

The first thing that you do is the first thing you always do when you are running from a threat to your life: as soon as the door is open, you kick off from the ground with force just shy of denting the floorboards, aiming to fling yourself over the edge of the porch and into open air where you can maneuver freely. 

In the execution of this move, you fail to account for many things. 

You lunge forward. The ball of your foot presses into the floor, and you realize that the level of strength is different - you have to push a little harder. You adjust, eyes narrowing, feeling for the moment of satisfaction where you are balanced perfectly on that one point, every ounce of pressure focused such that it will propel you cleanly in one direction. You feel it build; you aim through the open door to the bird-free side, launch yourself with all your strength, and slam right through the porch rail with all the grace of a cannonball. 

In the instant that follows, you realize that you are a massive dumbass. That might sting more than the shower of wood splinters following you down. You have no idea when the last time you got flung through solid wood was. You cannot even tell if it scraped against you hard enough to matter. You also have no time to worry about it before you remember that you did achieve your dumbass goal, and now you are freefalling through open air with only a few feet left to go.

It is as if in slow motion that you, twisting Kalrin’s upper body around in a desperate attempt to control how you land, see the precise moment when the Phoenix locks its eyes onto you. 

Then you hit the ground. 

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Awareness comes back in like a smash cut from a black screen. 

You wake up with your eyes already open. Everything hurts. The sky is wide, feathery white, dipping and folding and wavering above you. There is a siren-wail in the air that is making your ears ring even through the unbelievable pressure in them. Searing pain rips through every part of you, blistering and boiling and you feel like your skin is splitting open, like the strands of your muscles will wither and snap from the heat. Your skin feels like it is on fire. Your ribcage feels like it is burning up from the inside out. Your head feels like it has been split open and set on fire. 

It occurs to you that your head actually was split open, and most of you is currently on fire. 

The smell of the smoke and the crackling sound of flame finally fades in around you. It occurs to you that you have lit everything that you landed on, on fire. Something glossy and sharp flashes into your field of view. You successfully identify it as the beak of the phoenix, parted just barely for the release of a seemingly-never-ending scream. It tilts its head to eye your supine form.