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[mightiswright]

[ the video turns on to show Phoenix looking off at something off screen for a moment almost pensively before looking dead on at the camera with a small smile. ]

I've found myself dealt a hand of cards I'm not sure how to play. ...What makes a hero? Someone who champions the weak... or maybe even just someone who helps as much as they can? Is it the intent, or is it the ability?

[ he pauses for a moment to let that hang up in the air for a minute before chuckling. ] I don't suppose there's some kind of school where we can learn all about Superhero 101, like using superpowers responsibly, for example. Or maybe to compare techniques for rescuing cats out of trees. [ ha ha ha. ]

I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Phoenix Wright, piano player, and now official superhero. My resume is certainly receiving a long-awaited upgrade, though not exactly the way I expected. [ he has a small chuckle at that, because he can think of so many people more suited to being a bona fide superhero than him. ]

I'm curious about the state of law and law enforcement in this city. If you'll humour me, I'd appreciate anyone involved with the law here to speak up. Or contact me privately.

Oh, and one final thing. Residents of house #25 or anyone nearby. I've contained the fire, but need some help putting it out. [ this is accompanied by a relaxed smile that is wholly inappropriate for his words. what fire, you ask? well, let no one say Phoenix Wright doesn't so much enter a world as crash into it. ]

[ OOC NOTE: text in blue brackets represents Phoenix's own inner narrative, or basically his thoughts! ]

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[boobwindow]

Someone who helps is just about right, especially those putting their lives on the line for the sake of others — [ what ] what fire now?

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[mightiswright]

No need to worry. I had a little... incident. With my power.

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[boobwindow]

That's going to be a challenge.

You should call the firefighter department.

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[mightiswright]

( You're telling me. )

I have a friend taking care of it for me.

Which goes back to my question about some kind of superpower training.

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[boobwindow]

I hope so.

And none that I know of.

[ She could try to help, but at the moment her ID reads Karen Starr and not Power Girl, so she can't offer her services yet. ]

What superpower do you have? Someone with a similar power might be able to help.

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[mightiswright]

Just taking a guess, but I'd put my bets on some kind of fire power.

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[boobwindow]

That sounds like it's going to be a problem.

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[mightiswright]

Could be. [ and this is said with about the same concern one might have about the weather turning bad. ]

At the moment, I've got it under control, but it'd help if you know someone with a similar power.

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[boobwindow]

If I ever learn of one, I'll be sure to direct them your way.

That's one hell of a way to discover your superpowers.

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[mightiswright]

( In retrospect, it might not have been a good idea testing it indoors. )

I appreciate it, Ms. Starr.

Mind if I ask how you discovered yours?

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[boobwindow]

Oh. [ She's never been asked this before, so now she's got to cover. ] Honestly, not too sure about mine. I think I'm a little sturdier than most, but I've never tested it out.

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[mightiswright]

[ he may not be able to use his magatama over voice, but that's a blatant contradiction if any. ]

Really? The soldier I met when I arrived gave me a pretty well-rounded report. [ a little too well-rounded for his liking, but that's another can of worms. ]

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[boobwindow]

[ The problem with secret identities. She's not comfortable going public, not when this place has proven there are still loonies about ready to go axe crazy on innocents. ]

I skimmed that. It made my skin crawl to think about what they may know.

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[mightiswright]

[ the problem with secret IDs and curious lawyer minds... but Phoenix doesn't press further. he has some tact. ]

It makes you wonder how they know what they do. Maybe it's some kind of super power, knowing everything about a person at one glance.

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[boobwindow]

According to them, the Porter provides this knowledge.

[ She doesn't believe it, but breaking into a military base is not the wisest idea right now. ]

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[mightiswright]

How generous of the Porter.

[ his tone is dry enough she can probably tell he's not buying it either. ] Then the question is how the Porter gets its info... because last I checked, machines weren't self sustaining.

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[boobwindow]

It's more of a sentient AI, I'd say. The Porter in the other universe was.

No idea whose bright idea that was.

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[mightiswright]

... Other universe?

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[boobwindow]

Ah, right.

[ It's tiresome to repeat this, but it's important to her. For them to know, too. ]

Some of us were stuck in another universe before we were ported here.

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[mightiswright]

[ that's interesting to know. ]

And that universe was similar to this one?

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[boobwindow]

In some ways. The level of technology and aesthetics are different.

And the government wasn't that invested in us.

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[mightiswright]

Can you elaborate a little more on the similarities and differences?

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[boobwindow]

For one, the government didn't disallow us from traveling out of the country. Certain countries had banned imPorts from entering their borders, but mostly we could go places without being slapped with a warning. They also didn't have files on us, nor did they tell us we had to register with them.

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[mightiswright]

It sounds like they've cracked down on imPorts.

Aside from that, everything else was similar? The type of people coming in, the appearance of superpowers in otherwise ordinary people?

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[boobwindow]

Bingo.

imPorts were brought in the previous universe as a chunk of the police disappeared five years ago. I don't know the whole story behind that; I'd only arrived five months before everything went to hell.