*Groggily, he ambles to his closet, opening the door, he finds himself staring at the inside of a dressing room...Again*


Huh, It's been a while.

*Godot trips over the closet, still not quite awake yet, and the doors shut behind him"


Great...


(Oh hi, I used to kind of actually post here, but life got in the way, but now I'm back and next time I'll warn you all of any hiatuses I'll be taking in the future)

The place is lonely, well away from the bustling streets of the city. The road winds through trees with heavy, sloping branches, their red-and-gold leaves rustling and scattering in the wind. Through the high, wrought-iron fence running parallel to the road, gravestones are clearly visible, the white marble shining in the sunlight.

Iris parks her moped and sits for a moment, staring at the gate.

Dahlia...

It's been a long time. But... there are things she must say, secrets that have weighed heavy on her heart for a long, long time. Even in this stillness and seclusion, Iris is afraid to speak them aloud... but she can't turn back now. She can't...

Maybe Dahlia's spirit will hear her. Iris isn't sure whether she wants that or not.

Iris finally stands and approaches the gate. Her hands are shaking when they close around the smooth iron bars. She closes her eyes and bows her head for a moment, taking a breath to steel herself.

Dahlia... We need to talk.

Iris pulls open the gate and steps through...

But when she raises her head and opens her eyes, she is not in the cemetery. She's never seen this place before.

Iris whirls around -- but the gate is gone. There is only blank wall behind her.

No, what... Where am I?

---
Um, have an Iris? An Iris with ~secrets~ XD I've never RPed before in my entire life, but I've always wanted to try. I know the community's not very active, but I thought I'd mess around here anyway. Aaand it's late here, so if anyone sees this and feels like poking Iris, I'll reply in the morning

Regent!

[An absolutely adorable, sparkling blonde girl suddenly jogs into the room, looking around with a smile.]

This must be a new part of the circus... Ooh Regent, you sneaky little thing you~! I'll find you yet!

[And she keeps looking around. No, she knows not her peril. Fill her in?]

*Larry enters a room full of the most random collection of things imaginable. It's almost too weird even for Larry. A cat sits near the door, alternating between starting at a cheeseburger and looking up at him.*

You want to share that burger?  Ok.

*He is distracted by a blue creature with prominent gills.*


What the heck is THAT?  And why do I feel like dancing?


((This room is full of living embodiments of internet memes. Use real ones, or invent something like the tapdancing Steel Samurai!))

(And it's been a while since I let this guy come out to play, so why not?

Of course, the man himself is not enjoying the "fun", seeing as he's stumbled upon one of the first rooms he ever ran into when he arrived again.)



(Cue Benny Hill-style chase scene, complete with Yakety Sax!)

This new case is odd. It seemed pretty straightforward, for a father to pass his inheritance to his daughter, but since his daughter was underage, the rights passed to his second wife after his death until their daughter came of age. Now that his daughter is of age, though, the fortune is rightfully hers.

However, the daughter--Flora--wanted the inheritance to stay with her mother because if she takes it her mother will "shut down". I was supposed to just work out the legal issues of Flora leaving the fortune with her mother, but suddenly her mother collapses and in the scramble to call for help, her body disappears. Flora looks guilty. She really doesn't have an alibi either.

But if Flora didn't want the inheritance anyway, why would she kill her mother?

I'll figure this out.

[OoC: This mun also RPs at mallowmateys! Phoenix will be here thinking everything that happened in that Pirate world was a dream, though. ... And Phoenix is talking about Flora from Professor Layton because it was the first case I could think of making up I thought it would probably make an interesting legal case!]

...? Aw, man, you mean I'm lost again?

Well, at least there's no crabs this time! Though I do kinda miss Darren.


[[Here's Maya from mallowmateys! who is... really not at all different from normal, actually. Except possibly entertaining delusions of piracy.]]

...

It's quiet in here. Too quiet.

[MUNCHMUNCHMUNCHMUNCHMUNCHMUNCH]

*Maya walks into a room for some/any unknown reason, and finds... a classic lounge. With one thing extra- on a table in the center of the room is a giant cake! A really nice one too, with three layers- the bottom layer is yellow cake, the middle layer is chocolate, and the top layer is red velvet, and it's all covered with vanilla icing.

Maya can't even say anything, but just stops and stares at it. Just... stares.

She's in heaven.*

((ooc: Er. I can't use this Maya too much on other posts, but... I recently used kuraingirl and I wanted to make some post with cake around now, considering my birthday was last Tuesday... so enjoy! XD))

Look, I already made a deal with them about spinach in the house, and I--

...

Well.

This isn't my house.

Again.

All right. Where am I this time?

[Alita sits quite primly, face that is normally quite serene worn somewhat into one of annoyance. She taps her foot absently against the floor, as though waiting for something very important to happen. All in all...she doesn't look amused.]

I don't know where I am or how I got here, but this certainly isn't the same place I was moments ago. Could someone explain what's going on here?

*Maya opens a door, and blinks. That was... wierd. Wasn't that... other place supposed to be an outside city? This is very much indoors. And then the light of recognition shines in her eyes... she realizes exactly where she is, and she does what almost no one else in a place like this would do- she breaks out into a wide grin.*

I'm back?? This... is... so... AWESOME!!!

((ooc: Ehehe... sorry for being so missing for the past few months... first there was the end of Junior year to deal with, and then other things came up, and... yeah. But I'm back now, with at least one Maya, so... have fun with her!! :D))

Curious. I walk out of my room for one minute, and I end up here. Wherever here is. I wonder then, how many other people have stumbled into this- .. this- .. this nightmare! It is far too quiet in here for my tastes, and as much as I would love to change that, I get the feeling it would be unwelcome. [ a smirk crosses his lips. ] perfekt. [ a pause. ] Ich fasse es einfach nicht! I don't have her with me, .. [ sighs, letting his shoulders visibly sink. ] verdammt.

[There's a Godot/Diego Armando in your dressing room, just kind of standing by the door he came in though, leaning against the wall.]

...Huh. This isn't the Jail or the Bathroom.

[He seems vaugly amused. at this]  Think of the headlines, 'Blind convict escapes Prison.' I can see it now.

[A short 'Ha!' of a laugh before he settles back to just standing there. Feel free to poke him, because he totally can't see you.]

*Larry opens a randoms door,,. and finds himself standing on a beach in a pair of way-too-loud orange floral swim trunks.*

Whoah, how did a whole ocean get in here? I guess this place does weirder things. This is great! Sun, the ocean, and babes in bikinis!

*Trucy looks around, more than a little confused. What the heck was this place? Where did her room go? Were there any spoons for her pudding, since that was what she had been going to find before she ended up here?*

...Weeelll, bet there's something fun I could do!


*She's ready to find out.*

((Look! It's a Trucy! A regular canon Trucy. TALK TO MEEEE~ <3))

[Behold! A room full of file cabinets, notebooks, and pencils/pens. In the middle of it all, a big leather chair. Gregory is sitting there, seemingly waiting for someone. Someone specific. The door's not locked - others might enter, but he'll quickly shoo them away. Well, perhaps he won't if it's a Miles. But otherwise he probably will.]

In one hand, he held one of Mia's law books, open almost to the center. In the other, he had a mug of coffee. It had been a slow, slow day at the office, and he knew that he wasn't finished studying. Mia had taught him that much. She'd been great, but she still had all of these volumes detailing the ins and outs of criminal law, evidence law, pleas, plea bargaining - things that he was even now still getting used to. But how many times had he heard that he might be a good lawyer in a year or two?

So he'd set himself to it. There were books upon books left for him to read and learn. Sure, he had a tendency to fall asleep at his desk while reading them but that wasn't his fault.

Why couldn't they write these books in language that didn't require a dictionary? Hadn't he taken a class at some point called Legalese 101? No wonder, with some of these terms. Still, Phoenix knew he had to actually learn all of this, and that meant he couldn't end up sleeping through them.

The answer to this was caffeine. While still reading, he'd poured himself a mug and had started back to his desk. And that was why, even as he rather blindly sought his chair, he didn't quite realise his environment had changed.