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I just want to get something off my chest and I wasn't sure where to post it, so here I am.
I think I have a problem. I went almost a year (maybe more) without playing any of the Phoenix Wright games, and I thought it was all over... but then I heard that terribly awesome Beatles song, and for whatever reason Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth came to mind, and since then... my life hasn't been the same. ...Sort of. It all started almost three years ago, when my older sister first introduced me to Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney. Pretty cool game, I thought. It wasn't long until that game became an "obsession" of mine.
Funny story about these "obsessions," I'm pretty sure they weren't very healthy, but a few years ago whenever I discovered something I liked, my life pretty much revolved around that thing. It all started with Constantine Maroulis in fifth grade. He was a contestant on that dreadful show American Idol, I can't stand to watch it now but back in '05 it was my favorite. Anyway, I decided pretty early on that I liked Constantine as a competitor on the show, but it didn't take long before I "fell in love" with him. (I say that because obviously I wasn't in love with him, that's just silly, but gimme a break, I was ten years old. I guess you could call it puppy love...?) I had a marble notebook that was reserved solely for him, and I filled it with a hundred pages of "I love Constantine. I love Constantine. I love Constantine." Over. And over. And over. And over. And over again. When I wasn't writing that, I was drawing pictures of the two of us at our wedding. Yeah. Not healthy. And this whole Constantine fiasco went on for two years. Finally, in mid-seventh grade it wore off. (Now it's weird when I see him on TV and stuff because I used to be so into him. He's like an ex-boyfriend to me now, it's really awkward.) But then I became "obsessed" with other things (not as severely, thank GOODNESS): Titanic, James Cameron's 1997 film; Broadway plays I'd seen that year; and then, later, Legally Blonde: The Musical. These and countless others fell victim to my obsessive fangirlishness.
And Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney was one of them.
Eventually the novelty of all these things wore off... except that of PW. I'd fallen in love with Edgeworth's character (figuratively speaking, of course, because he's a fictional character and it's kinda hard to
actually fall in love with those, but I fell in love with... I don't know how to put it... the concept? Eh, that'll work for now) and the entire plot. If I remember correctly, I bought the second game, Justice For All, the day it came out in the US. If I knew how to, I would've downloaded it onto my computer and played it beforehand, or however it is that people on this site get ahold of the games before they actually come out, but I'm WAY too stupid with computers to be able to do that.
And then, after waiting MONTHS for Trials and Tribulations to be released over here, I finally bought it... but got stuck on the third case. And after that, I abandoned it for a long, long, loooooong time. Now, over a year later, I've re-discovered them. Whether that's good or bad, I'll let you decide.
It was all thanks to that stupid Beatles song that's actually a great song and just so happens to be my favorite at the moment, but that song reminded me of Edgeworth for some strange reason. After a while, I just couldn't take it anymore. I was determined to beat the third game. But I have this weird OCD thing where if I'm playing a short series of games like that with a continuing storyline and a new one is coming out or something, I have to start over from the first game. It just kinda gets my mind into it and stuff. But my point is that before I could beat the third game, I had to replay the first two.
And that's when it happened.
I thought the novelty of my PW obsession had worn off along with all of the others. And maybe it did, because this... this is nothing like that was. Now that I think about it, maybe those obsessions were just a cry for attention, but even now I can't be entirely sure.
While I was replaying that first game, I felt this huge adrenaline rush to my brain, and as I was playing I kept getting these strange...
urges to act in ways I hadn't acted since like, eighth grade (or my "happy time," because yes, I acted like a total spazoid idiot, but 2008 was, to date, the happiest year of my life. It's funny to say that now because it feels like so long ago, but back then I was all about now and living in the moment). And that was before I'd even gotten to the second case, where Edgeworth first appears.
And then I got to the fourth case, which is still my favorite case in the ENTIRE series. And as I continued playing the games, eventually beating the third (FINALLY), I continued to feel these urges. It came to a point where I just couldn't surpress them anymore, and I would succumb to them while playing the games alone in my room. After the age of my "happy time" came to an end, I never thought I'd be doing those kinds of things anymore.
And just what were these urges I keep mentioning? Well, some of them include unnecessary high-pitched squealing, insane giggling, and crippling laughter over something that, in reality, wasn't really that funny. All signs of the dreaded Fangirl Syndrome. (I'm currently studying this horrible disease, and soon I should be able to produce a list of signs and symptoms. Hopefully I'll have a detailed report on the sickness in the near future, and I'm also working on a cure. Keep fighting, everyone.) I swear, I felt like good ol' Edgey must have in that one part of T&T when he said that totally hysterical line: "Do I really attract this sort of attention from the female masses?"
I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't go over twenty-four hours without playing even a bit of those games. Even now, at six in the morning, I haven't been able to sleep because I'm pounding this whole thing out. Back in seventh grade I was thinking of writing a PW fanfic with an original character and everything, and I just couldn't stop thinking about it. The original character turned out to be a total Mary Sue (I took a Mary Sue Litmus Test online, the kind that adds up points with every question you answer that applies to a Mary Sue, and it said that if you score over fifty you should just start all over, it was that bad. Well, I took it for her, and this girl scored me... wait for it... wait for it... waaaaaaaaaait for iiiiiiit... over two hundred points. Over. Two. Hundred.) but I'd already fallen in love with her... concept, so I modified her a bit. Not too much, but just enough so that she wasn't a Mary Sue anymore. (Basically, I made her annoyingly stupid and overly emotional. That pretty much did it.)
I don't plan on writing a fanfic starring her now, but I've come up with another idea for one (totally void of any Mary Sues, I'm making sure of that) and now that's become my life. I'm practically eating, living, and breathing the story of Amanda Silvia Volk, and playing the games is my way of "researching." It's actually become quite frightening. But I love it all too much to stop now.
Have you ever seen those episodes of Dr. Phil and Oprah and stuff where they talk about addictions? Not just to drugs and alcohol and stuff, but shopping and food and television and video game addictions, too. The people on those shows say that they experience a sort of "high" when they do those things, and it makes them feel good. Now I know what they mean.
It's official. I'm addicted to Phoenix Wright.
(I was gonna put an appropriate smiley here to symbolize my love of the games but they all seem so perfect and I just couldn't decide.)
And now I have a question. Or, actually, a few questions. Little ones, though. Believe it or not, since I'm just getting into these games again I actually don't own Apollo Justice. I've been trying to get my hands on it since it came out, believe me, but every time I go somewhere to buy it they just don't have it. It's actually become quite frustrating, and since I'm annoyingly anti-spoiler I have no idea what happens. I just know that it takes place seven years after the third game ends, and good ol' Phoenix somehow loses his attorney's badge so he can't be an ACE ATTORNEY anymore (pooey!) and he becomes Hobo Wright

. Oh, and Ema's the detective. And the prosecutor guy Klavier is in a band or something, and his older brother Kristoph is a defense attorney and Apollo Justice's mentor (I hate that name, Apollo Justice) and Phoenix has a daughter that he adopted or something and her name's Trucy (another name I can't stand, blech!) and I swear that's all I know. But anyway, my little fanfic takes place a year after the third game ends, so it would really help if anybody could tell me, without revealing any major spoilers, what happens to the characters. Specifically, when does Phoenix lose his badge? What happens to Maya (or if you can't tell me that, at least tell me if it would make sense for me to put her in there or not) and Gumshoe? And finally, which prosecutor should I use to prosecute the case? I don't want to have to make one up because then there would be too many original characters and I'd lose sight of what my initial goal was. I would've just played AJ and figured it out for myself, but I just couldn't wait any longer.
Go ahead. Call me a freak. But I'd much rather prefer "the writer who's dedicated to a fault."
~Rebecca
Why is it that every time I smell cleaning products I feel the urge to scrub the kitchen floor with a toothbrush while wearing yellow rubber gloves and listening to the Village People's "In the Navy"?137 days until AAI in the US! 