Apollo Justice

"Here comes Justice!"

[thepollyjustice]

”Why am I doing this introduction again?”

”..Hiya? I guess? I’m Apollo Justice, Ace Attorney at law. Well, kinda.”

[OOC: A second roleplay blog now featuring Apollo Justice!! Again, heavily inspired by @firstclassattorney and their other blogs.]

𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘…

He/Him Pronouns.

This blog will feature Apollo anytime in AA4 and likely a lot pre-AA4 when he works for Kristoph. Preferably specify which Apollo you’d like to speak to, or I’ll just pick for you

Shipping is a-okay, as long as it’s appropriate

Suggestive asks are, also, fine as long as they are not directed towards the mod

𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚍…

She/He pronouns.

You can call me pretty much anything. Eleanor works

Main accounts are @jaydovekj / @cyberturtlepenguin

I also run @rockgodklav

Any kind of interaction (roleplay or ask) is welcome! Characters from Ace Attorney, OCs, or even just Anons are welcome!

[ask-the-chief-prosecutor]

Which child is your favorite?

“Apollo. He bothers me the least.”

@thepollyjustice are you still active? I can’t remember..

[jaydovekj]

I miss roleplaying terribly 😭😭 ace attorney nation, should I come back?

klavier and/or apollo blog comeback?

yes, both!!

no, sorry, I wouldn’t be interested (no shame; i appreciate the honesty LMAO)

only yes to the apollo blog

only yes to the klavier blog

Voting ended onFeb 10, 2025

[thepollyjustice]

mman theze 2 weird lookin guyz texted me on pezterchum :T

uu know em?

“……No. I don’t.” (What’s with these impersonators? Is this my Furio Tigre??)

[thepollyjustice]

"Hey Apollo! I'm back, and wanted to ask if you'd wanna come with me and Klavier to a cafe. I'll pay, so... what do ya say?"

“With.. Prosecutor Gavin? Did Trucy put you up to this?”

[savancey]

"Trucy...?"

"Oh! You mean that little magician girl?"

"Well, no. Me and Klav just thought it would be nice of you to come! After all, it doesn't seem you have anything better to do.."

[ He nods excitedly. ]

"You should definitely come!"

[thepollyjustice]

“Er.. I also feel the need to ask why your hair looks like…. mine??”

[savancey]

"..oh. You mean this?"

"Yeah.. it kinda does look like yours. But they're different. Sorta..."

"It's cause of this new trend I was following."

(..and totally not because i wanted to get a reaction out of you, of course.)

[ He shrugs. ]

[thepollyjustice]

“A… trend?”

(Well. I guess I don’t own the style..)

”Haven’t heard of it.”

Apollo, also, lives under a rock.

[thepollyjustice]

"Hey Apollo! I'm back, and wanted to ask if you'd wanna come with me and Klavier to a cafe. I'll pay, so... what do ya say?"

“With.. Prosecutor Gavin? Did Trucy put you up to this?”

[savancey]

"Trucy...?"

"Oh! You mean that little magician girl?"

"Well, no. Me and Klav just thought it would be nice of you to come! After all, it doesn't seem you have anything better to do.."

[ He nods excitedly. ]

"You should definitely come!"

[thepollyjustice]

“Er.. I also feel the need to ask why your hair looks like…. mine??”

[thepollyjustice]

"Hey Apollo! I'm back, and wanted to ask if you'd wanna come with me and Klavier to a cafe. I'll pay, so... what do ya say?"

“With.. Prosecutor Gavin? Did Trucy put you up to this?”

[thepollyjustice]

ok !

[there's something mischevious about this guy.]

(I think… something is going to happen…..)

[thepollyjustice]

ooc: …..disregard rp messages clearly meant for my other blogs. i didn’t mean toooo 😭😭😭

[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

[[Part 3 of god knows how many]] [1] [2]

[[realized the last one was at 40 reblogs and i liked the nice round number. also might want to switch before my reblogs start actually lagging my computer 💀 @jaydovekj ]]

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[For a few more, incredibly drawn out seconds, Apollo continued his rather futile attempt to grab the box, grumbling in both general frustration and the fact that he was being actively watched. After finally touching it, only to push it further into the cupboard, he froze, giving a pained sigh of resignation before slowly looking over his shoulder at Klavier.]

"I... ugh. I m... might need some help. Yes."

[As independent as always, he was.

Apollo let his arm fall away from the cupboard before slouching rather dramatically, backing up to give the other man room.]

"... If I dragged out my ladder, I wouldn't need this, by the way. I'm.. fine on my own."

[...Though that didn't exactly help his embarrassment on the matter.]

[rockgodklav]

Chuckling, he nodded. “Ja, ja. Certainly.” Once asked for help, Klavier didn’t actually dwell on teasing Apollo; they had both already had a rough day, anyway.

He walked over, walking past Apollo, and leaned forward on his feet to grab the box.

It took Klavier a solid minute of reading instructions on the back to even go to grab two mugs. He knew where they were.

“I haven’t had this in forever, ach,” he commented absently, pouring the contents of two chocolate powders into their respective mugs—one red and the other blue.

[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

[With nothing better to do than wait, Apollo backed into the wall, reclining next to a curtained window. Klavier was idly watched as he massaged his bandaged arm, internally cursing himself for trying so hard.

Maybe it'd be better if he took better care of himself. But it wasn't that easy. It was never that easy.

He hadn't even thought about the mugs, really. It wasn't like he had thought about using them recently, anyways, it had been a while since the pair had any use for them. But, there they were, now, sitting on the counter in front of him, drawing his eyes in.

For a moment, his breathing slightly shifted pace. His throat tightened, his chest stiffened. sudden tears threatened to spill down his cheeks.

...No, this was absurd. Who cried over mugs?

Stiffening up, Apollo blinked a few times, trying to swallow down the burst of emotions as best he could. It was fine. He was fine. No need to break down over it all.]

"...Oh- yeah. I... haven't had it in a while, either."

[His voice sounded a little strained, a little weak. It even cracked mildly, right in the middle.]

[rockgodklav]

Klavier hummed, fixing the cocoa. He had a silent rhythm, it seemed, that he moved to which came to a screeching halt once he heard Apollo.

Recollecting himself quickly enough, he glanced over his shoulder at Apollo, unable to hide his concern.

“Something the matter?” It was casual—enough so that Apollo could brush it off if he didn’t want to talk about it, or open up into a conversation.

Really, Klavier wasn’t sure what the issue was; he hadn’t even been trying to press any buttons.

[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

[Apollo stared back, expression unchanging for a long moment. When it did eventually shift, it did so into a very slight, but rather fake-looking smile.]

"It's... don't worry about it. It's nothing!"

[It would be impossible to convince anyone that nothing was happening, at the moment. So, the least Apollo could do was try to downplay the matter. Which was an effort, certainly, but the effectiveness was... debatable. After all, the man was sweating bullets, with a tense, hesitant look covering his face. Nothing about that indicated 'nothing', and he knew it. So, he continued, for better or worse.

Apollo swallowed hard, looking away and closing his eyes.]

"...It's not about you, it's.... something stupid and small, I... I shouldn't be upset about it."

[The more he talked, the more his voice wavered, it seemed.]

[thepollyjustice]

Klavier put the mugs in the microwave—just for a few, 1-2 minutes maybe.

Then, he turned around and headed toward Apollo, not making eye contact till he was over there. Klavier smiled.

“You know..” He messed with his bangs again. “You don’t have to be so cool all the time.” The statement was simple enough: a reminder that Apollo doesn’t have to be so constantly closed off.

But it was so much more; the fact Klavier was the one who said it, how it subtly touched on Apollo’s concerns about appearances, and just so on. Klavier and Apollo had dealt with the same horribly unforgettable man for the longest time—Klavier, throughout his childhood, and Apollo, throughout his young adult years. Who could understand more?

Klavier put a hand on Apollo’s shoulder. “It can seem small, ja, but after everything? What major thing wouldn’t be, in comparison?

[thepollyjustice]

you. Apollo. Very needed and important question.

firstly, ignore my last attempts to bamboozle ..

no, just.. entirely ignore the "klavier dog thing."

opinions on Klavier Gavin?

... and are you single, potentially?

[1000 yard stare]

“..Okay. Er. Sure. My opinion? He’s loud. I mean, really loud. I guess you could say he’s.. cool. In a way.

He seemed really hesitant, though interestingly insecure himself when mentioning anything positive about Klavier. Apollo does seem to view him highly, though.

“And yeah. I mean, I am single.”

[thepollyjustice]

If you see another person that looks identical to you, run away and hide. If you see a person that has biologically impossible characteristics, run away and hide.

“Wh.. What? Like a doppelgänger?”

(Those give me the creeps..)

[thepollyjustice]

just curious? Hmmmm..... from Klavier, the dog, obviously.

Also..

i mean, like.. respectfully.

[ooc: IM CRYING LMAO]

“Why are you looking at me like that. What is this implying.”

[thepollyjustice]

..... uh

why.. are you, like, interested?

“I’m not!!!”

“Just… curious..?”

[thepollyjustice]

He IS ACTUALLY THE DOG!!

Proof? I got it RIGHT HERE!!

”Sorry, what? Where did you even find that audio??”

(Looks like his rockstar thing isn’t working out…..)

[thepollyjustice]

HES DEFACING MY PROPERTY

>:[

“I’m.. beginning to have my doubts that this is Prosecutor Gavin.”

(But it does look like him… If he were a dog, anyway. Why am I entertaining this??)

[thepollyjustice]

I drew you and I hope you love it so much

<3

-Log

(It’s… weirdly cute?)

“..Thank you.. I think.”