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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 0:33:54 GMT
I know that all my AA fics on here have Apollo... That's because he is my favourite of the bunch. Aside with Hobo Wright and Ema. Ema's awesome. I can make my hair look just like her's. wait I forgot to put this in darker fics... Let me go do that real quick...
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 0:42:57 GMT
Im sorry that my stories seem like MST3K , I'm just bored...
He stared at his notebook. He couldn't think of anything to do for the life of him (like me right now). He couldn't help glancing at a block with knives in it - he wasn't considering killing himself, he just couldn't help but glance at the (writers) block.
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 0:58:14 GMT
"Apollo, no." He told himself. "Concentrate on your writing, not staring at knives." Apollo flipped through all the pages, reading each entry he had wrote. Eventually he got annoyed and slammed his fists on his crude, wooden table, which began cracking. "I HATE being BORED!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. Just then came a knock on his door. "WHAT IS IT?!" When he opened it, he saw Klavier Gavin standing there.
"Hello Herr Forehead" he said. "Haven't seen you in a while. What's with the screeching? Practising your Chords of Steel?"
Apollo sighed. "No, I'm just bored. I hate it with a passion. Boredom is EVIL!"
"I know how you feel. And I've never seen you wear those clothes before."
"Well, they're just my regular clothes, not my uniform."
"They look cool actually, Herr Forehead."
"thanks, Klavier. Why are you here anyway?"
"I just wanted to give you a ticket to my next concert!" With that, Apollo was handed a ticket. "I already gave one to the magic girl. She loves my concerts, it seems."
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 1:35:11 GMT
Apollo scratched his head and grinned. Then he felt like the knife block was calling him. He was being attracted to it like metal being attracted by a magnet. "G-gotta go, thanks for the ticket!" He said before he ran back in. Once again he stared at the block. He really wondered why he kept staring at it. He tried to ignore it and went to get something to eat. However, this time when he turned around to stare again, he felt his eye twitch and his mouth curling into a strange grin. He shook his head to try to remove the thought again. He couldn't find anything, so he sat down again. Apollo then suddenly reached out for a knife with no letup. It was as if he wasn't even controlling himself. He tried to stop, but no matter what, he drew the knife closer. He made the knife stand upright on the table, still grasping it, then he began scraping the table. "W-what's going on?!" He asked as he continued to scratch at it. Apollo just couldn't control his own body, and he began to worry as the sharp blade began cutting through the table as well. He was sure that he would end up cutting himself as he did so, but he couldn't stop himself. Just before the table broke, he lifted the knife up and dropped it. (What just happened...?) the attorney decoded that he had had enough and he needed some sleep. His hands felt funny now from not feeling the knife scraping the table, so it was hard for him to keep a good grasp on something.
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 1:42:45 GMT
Apollo just relaxed in the ever so slight light of his phone on his bed. He was startled by what he did, but he tried to forget it.
Don't think I forgot about you...
"Huh?!" He asked as he looked around. He saw nothing and shrugged. "It's probably just my imagination." Then he saw a red aura around him and he jumped a little, but he soon calmed down. It was as if it was soothing him, but inside he knew it was the complete opposite. Then he was being engulfed by a black and red cloud like substance, but then he was feeling doozy and scared. "What's--" Apollo was not able to finish what he was saying because he was entirely engulfed by the cloudy stuff. Now it began giving off sparks. Little did he know that he would come out... Different...
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 1:54:58 GMT
"Athena, just wait until you meet my other younger assistant, Apollo Justice!" Said Phoenix as he walked towards the Wright Anything Agency with his new helper, Athena Cykes.
"I really can't wait!" Athena giggled as she clasped her hands together and ran ahead of Phoenix. She even ended up running past the agency!
"Too far, Miss Cykes! Over here!" Phoenix waved. Quickly Athena ran back over whilst the attorney began turning a key in the lock of the door. What he saw when he opened the door scared him a lot. "Wha...?"
"Phoenix, what's the matter?"
He stared, mouth agape at the person who was on the floor, unconscious. "Apollo?!" He kneeled down quick as a bullet to have a look. When Phoenix touched Apollo, he got a strange chilly feeling going through his fingers, then down his spine. "There's something really wrong with him... Can you help me carry him onto the couch please, Athena?" His new helper nodded. (This can't be good...) the two carried him into the main room and place him gently on the couch.
"I wonder what happened?" Asked Athena as she stared, confused and upset.
"Whatever happened, he's out cold."
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Post by Ukulele Pichu on Jul 29, 2013 1:59:09 GMT
Athena stayed by the couch for an uncertain amount of time, watching to see if Apollo was alright. She was obviously concerned about the state of him and was extremely worried.
"Who are YOU?" Asked Apollo as he woke up.
"Y-you're okay!! Thank goodness!"
"Get off me, you weirdo!" He shrieked before he picked up a remote and bashed Athena on the head with it. Athena fell backwards onto the floor, shocked and confused.
Phoenix walked back in and saw Apollo, eyes closed, with his back turned to the new assistant, who seemed to be unconscious. "Apollo?!"
"What do you want?!"
"W-What's going on?"
"None of your business."
Phoenix was startled by the way the other defence attorney was speaking to him and the fact that Athena was just on the floor. "Come on, this isn't like you! Maybe there's something wrong with you..."
"I'm perfectly fine, damnit!"
(Better not annoy him even more... What is even going on?)
"Did you do something to Athena?"
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. What's it to you, hedgehog-head?"
Phoenix gritted his teeth in annoyance. "Well you're a guy who has needles for his so-called 'hair'!" The two began staring intensely. For whatever reason, Apollo's eyes were red, even his pupils, which sent shivers down Phoenix's spine. Then they both turned away and folded their arms.
"You know what? I hate you."
"Well, I hate YOU TOO!! Phoenix stormed out the room, leaving Apollo alone. When the spiky haired attorney was out the room, Apollo grinned menacingly.
"...Idiot. Just wait until you see my true potential." He then turned to Athena and pondered what to do with her. "That's it!"
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