“My name?”
“Franziska von Karma, prosecuting prodigy. And what might yours be…?”
Trucy Wright! Ace Magician! Nice to meet you, Franziska!
(She does seem a little young to be a Prosecutor though…hm.)
"Magician...?"
"What kind of tricks do you do?"
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“My name?”
“Franziska von Karma, prosecuting prodigy. And what might yours be…?”
Trucy Wright! Ace Magician! Nice to meet you, Franziska!
(She does seem a little young to be a Prosecutor though…hm.)
"Magician...?"
"What kind of tricks do you do?"
“Hello there… why do you look so distressed?”
Hmm?
—Oh! I’m just really bored, that’s all…
Who are you, miss?
"My name?"
"Franziska von Karma, prosecuting prodigy. And what might yours be...?"
ask-miles-edgeworth started following you.
"Miles Edgeworth." She stated.
"I do hope you've been well."
Where is everyone?! I’m so lonelyyyyy….
"Hello there... why do you look so distressed?"
"My word, today's been slow..."
{weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell
now that i'm here
does anyone want to rp or?}
{oH MY GOD I FORGOT ABOUT THIS BLOG I'M BACK HOW ARE YOU GUYS}
{oH YEAH MY FRIEND SUBMITTED THE LINK FOR OFF TO ME SO I CAN PLAY LATER FRIEND S}
therocksecutor replied to your post: therocksecutor replied to your post: ...
//i’m just too heavy handed with the razor is all haha ;;
{I read something about this mixture you can make and you shave with it and it takes off all the dead skin cells n shit
I forgot where it is though I have it somewhere...}
therocksecutor replied to your post: {That moment after you shave where you rub your...
//I wish. I usually end up bleeding…;;
{ghhhh I hate that Dx}
{That moment after you shave where you rub your legs and you feel like you have the legs of a god}
She smiled at the older man.
“Good day, sir.”
He smiled at the girl, a little wary of the whip in her hand.
“How are you, dear?”
☚ Petite Perfection ☛: askprofessor-layton started following you.
"Well, I saw you in the papers once... How old are you exactly?
And yes, I supoose its a good job. The thrill of teaching never ceases to amaze me; being able to help young adults on their way into the real world. A very rewarding job, I would like to think..."
"Well, when you put it that way, it does sound quite rewarding."
(As for his other question...)
"I'm thirteen, sir."
{THANK YOUUUUUU MANUELA-MUN!!!!!}
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"Good day, sir...?"
"Any reason you're wearing a mask over your eyes...?"
askprofessor-layton started following you.
She smiled at the older man.
“Good day, sir.”
He smiled at the girl, a little wary of the whip in her hand.
“How are you, dear?”
“Fine, thank you.”
“And your name, sir?”
“Ah, how rude of me! I’m Professor Hershel Layton.
And who might you be?”
“Franziska von Karma. Prodigy prosecutor.”
“A pleausre, Mister Hershel Layton.”
“Ah, I’ve heard a little about you. You’re already a prosecutor, are you not? And at such a young age too, my my.
Well, I teach archaeology at Gressenheller University. I’m also quite fond of puzzles.
[Why do I feel the need to create a bigger name for myself all of a sudden?]
"Have you? Really?" She stood tall, smiling at the man.
"A professor... I suppose that's not bad of a job. Than again, I wouldn't know, would I?" She smiled sweetly.
askprofessor-layton started following you.
She smiled at the older man.
“Good day, sir.”
He smiled at the girl, a little wary of the whip in her hand.
“How are you, dear?”
“Fine, thank you.”
“And your name, sir?”
“Ah, how rude of me! I’m Professor Hershel Layton.
And who might you be?”
"Franziska von Karma. Prodigy prosecutor."
"A pleausre, Mister Hershel Layton."