Yees :3 She has really come into her own in drag! I'm glad she tried it out with Apollo that time. Zip it while the nice people are rehearsing their lines, though xD <3

Indeeed :D I knew Bianca personally in the dream x3

It is! I've been coffee-horny all day. Or more like caffeine-horny. Coffee in the morning, then two red bulls, and now coffee again. Cue duracell-bunny-mode.

I think it's chill. I feel stimulated without feeling restless. Ah, coolio. Aren't the quadronts tastier?

As a celebration for 400 pages, I decided to read through the other hundred page milestones. It's interesting to see how things were like back then.

Weeeee page 400! Our thread has grown up so fast, people have come and gone, but the Altimomates have stuck together through it all

Okay, maybe I'm being *too* sentimental, but I've never seen a more tighter group of people on the Internet like you guys. Glad to call you my internet family :D

As someone who experiences vertigo as well, I relate. Nothing like climbing the Grand Canyon slopes with but a (steel) rope net to line the edge. It's the stuff of childhood nightmares.

Then again, eventually I was able to cross a ravine via rope-suspended bridge in the middle of a tropical forest. I even dared to run, but the swaying scared me so I didn't keep running. But I still experience vertigo and that bridge is still firmly planted in my memories... and nightmares.

Damn bridges.

Okay, um... so Edgeworth became a defense attorney and my personal counselor and a street brawler all in one.

Phoenix still existed

I think they were rivals? Or was there a divorce issue and I was trying to talk them out of it?

I want to climb it.

On the roof is a rail going around it too and I want to hold onto it tightly and look over my surroundings. I imagine my hands gripping the rails tightly climbing the ladder-stairs, and gripping the rail tightly on the roof looking down.
Because vertigo. Vertigo galore, and where would the fun be without it? I remember some pictures I’ve seen of people sitting on the ends of mountains, seemingly without a care in the world. I would never dare to do that without something to hold onto, and that’s why I love it. If I got to the point where I dared to do something like that, I think, there would be no point, because the rush would be gone. My love for heights it tightly connected to the inkling of fear while knowing I’m -at least mostly- safe. That’s what makes it exhilerating.

Thinking this I imagine Dhurke for some reason.

As someone who experiences vertigo as well, I relate.

Damn bridges.

Okay, um... so Edgeworth became a defense attorney and my personal counselor and a street brawler all in one.

Phoenix still existed

...But I'm happy that I finally found a definitive dream with my martial art lawyers. It's a nice feeling seeing them lay waste to punks who think they're hotshots.

I was gonna show it to WG and say that Timmari probably has a degree in hippie.

Then I thought about his mum, who I've had some dreams about, and that I was curious about his dad, and that it was sweet and funny to me that according to the dream where I saw a glimpse of his mum, she looked like a prim and proper, almost conservative woman, while she really is a punk-loving hippie who intentionally moves into a house without running water and calls her child "kiddo". ^____^

Now I'm imagining coffee made from pure waterfall-water. Mmm. One could probably sell that expensively to hipsters and hippies alike.

Surprise! :)

This sounded strangely poetic, hahah.

Absolutely, he's the first thing one should think about in such situations.

Yees, he probably has! x3

Aaaah, I love his mom already. I hope his dad seems just as cool.

Bless. That's so beautiful. (Aside from the hipsters.)

Haha. The dream felt oddly inspiring to me.

What would Dhurke Sahdmadhi do? He'd descend those stairs gracefully, that's what he'd do.

Hippie chicken Sahdmadhi. (Thinking about it, I could've had a degree in hippie by next year if I'd followed through with the Human rights program, at least according to my dad.)

Yeah :D One of us will just have to dream about him to find out =)

Hahaha. Imagine. A bunch of flower children spread out next to a waterfall drinking coffee with coffee trinkets scattered around... and two or three random hipsters for good measure.

*nods... uhm... I almost wrote "gracefully", but I meant nodding with gusto, but gracefully is better... gracefully*

(Ahahah! Oh dad, oh dad. I wonder if he'll ever stop calling anything "hippie". xD)

Ahahaha. Damn it, hipsters, don't obscure my view of the delightful flower children!

Indeed. This felt more "academic in ivory tower" than "hippie" anyway. Not the concept of human rights, but the program, and the doctrine.

But I own paisley socks, paisley underwear, a paisley tie, a paisley shirt and paisley pants, so maybe I'm not the right person to decide what is and what is not hippie.

They can make their own waterfalls! Sounds like a hipster pastime.

You're so much like your dad sometimes. At least you didn't fall on it.

It's just a shame that kind of bridge often has spiders on them :(

Isch. Oh, imagine a divorce where both the... divorcees? are lawyers and act as their own lawyers in the process.

Now I'm imagining coffee made from pure waterfall-water. Mmm. One could probably sell that expensively to hipsters and hippies alike.

Absolutely, he's the first thing one should think about in such situations.

Hippie chicken Sahdmadhi. (Thinking about it, I could've had a degree in hippie by next year if I'd followed through with the Human rights program, at least according to my dad.)

They can make their own waterfalls! Sounds like a hipster pastime.

Yes, that would hurt; those wooden planks were already rough and weathered. I can't imagine how extensive a police search would have to be if I fell off it into the river below.

It sounded like a very nice bridge up until here.

I may not be a hipster, but I quite like this idea... We could even go the next step and offer filtration systems to go with it.

He is very much the epitome of "hiking dad" in my mind, so I associate heights with him without the need of any particular reason.

Hippie spring chicken Sahdmadhi. I can't say which Sahdmadhi that is.

Instead, I got to smash oranges and other fruits with my fists.

Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth are a full-time maintenance job.

First thing I see when I come here.

What the hell has this thread become?

I dreamed someone in a facebookgroups for various kinds of nerds wrote something about SoJ. Someone replied that when playing SoJ she'd felt the need to constantly tweet about it. It made me laugh because me and WG have a joke about "Nahyuta on twitter" going full on sterotypical internet-person to freak his friends and family out.

Srsly, he would make an interesting LPer if he played vid games.

I am racked by a dream where I fend off a bee... who turned out to be a mischievous fairy

I was granted magical prowess by some act of a higher power (...Grandpa?)

And uh, something about meeting with Maya for a coffee or the like.

Pearl would act her secretary and maid.