batter up, we got uno memory
@venuzing @worstbatter ►
It didn’t take a genius to figure out this was a strange turn of events.
Phoenix was in his office, contemplative and confused. He did not have the clearest minds as of late, so it was safe to he felt a bit messed up. With his head foggy and hazed; he was troubled by both the physical pain of being hit over the head, as well as the mental troubles that came along with amnesia.
The triangle had introduced himself as “Veeny” and somehow insisted that Phoenix was named “Ace”. What was it again? “Ace Attorney”? An odd name, but the name “Ace” sounded legit enough to be true. What else was he supposed to believe when no other names were mentioned? The absence of a wallet or anything identifying in his pocket wasn’t helping him with his identity crisis either.
A sigh escaped him as he tried figuring out this mess. It wasn’t like the other man in this room introduced himself either, so now he was just… a man. A dude. A batter dude? Something like that. Phoenix just tried to swerve around it somehow, even though he had already openly admitted to having amnesia.
What else was he supposed to do?! He didn’t know who he was himself, or these two weird people, and let’s not mention the case at hand he was supposed to be working on. Who was this client? Who got killed? What was he supposed to do as an attorney? F*ck?!
He felt stressed already at the idea of having to take on this case. Sure, the sheep said this triangle and man would help him, but what could he expect from them in terms of legal help? At this very moment, they were just playing a game of stupid uno. Like really, that was just asking for family war.
Someone please actually help him.
