Application for Trucy Wright, from Apollo Justice Ace Attorney

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Seemingly out of nowhere, a teenage girl in a blue magician's cape and hat appeared in front of the gates. She frowned, and muttered "But this isn't the backstage room with the mini-sandwiches at all..." before noticing the gates in front of her and gasping.

"Disneyland? I didn't mean to disappear myself to Disneyland! Unless...this is a surprise from daddy?" She smiled and starts bouncing on the balls of her feet excitedly. "Thank you so much, daddy! I didn't even know you could afford Disneyland or you knew how to do magic!"



Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

Trucy spins around when Mickey speaks and gasps again. "Then this must be a VIP Disneyland package! This is so exciting." She bowed before Mickey, managing to keep her hat on with one hand, and said "Trucy Wright! Also known as the Amazing Trucy, Ace Magician!"

"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.

She tipped her hat to the cat, as well. "To entertain audiences the world over!" She frowned for a second, considering her answer. "Oh, and to make enough money to pay the rent, too."

"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'""

"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"

"I'd wish..." she tapped her finger against her chin, thinking. "I'd wish for a big tiger, but not a white tiger because that's been done, I'd wish for my very own Vegas special, though maybe filmed in Los Angeles so I can still help Polly on cases, and I'd wish for daddy to finally get around to finding me a new mommy!"

If Trucy really had three wishes...well, she would probably wish to see daddy again. Magic was the only way that could happen, so she would have to use one. But...maybe she'd tell Mickey that in private. Daddy had just bought her a trip to Disneyland, and she didn't want to hurt his feelings if he found out she was thinking about her other daddy. But she'd also wish for the tiger.

"If I was a genie, I'd say 'you can have all the wishes you want as long as you give me half.' That way, everyone is happy! Because I'd also want to learn how grandpa made really big things disappear so I could incorporate it into my panty trick."

Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"

"I'm a professional with a long and diverse resume," Trucy said seriously. "I'm a world class magician, a Talent Agent, an ace attorney assistant, and a high school student. Utilizing each of those skill sets, I would be certain to get all the best food from grateful audiences, murder suspects, and the popular kids."

The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"

"Well...that's kind of a hard question, isn't it?" Trucy asked, frowning. "Honestly, I think milk chocolate is probably the yummiest because it comes in a lot more varieties, like bars, eggs, coins, or bunnies. But I couldn't say that because it might hurt white chocolate or dark chocolate's feelings. All chocolates are yummy and special in their own way, and I wouldn't want to promote chocolate favoritism. But you can feel free to pick whatever you want."

With a wink, she leans over towards the cat and pulls chocolate kisses in white, dark, and milk out of thin air (or possibly her gloves). "Ta-da!" she says, and then unwraps the milk and pops it in her mouth.

"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"

"Fairies and bears," Trucy says seriously. "Wait, no, monkeys! Vampires, too! Or maybe zombies and pirates! This is hard..." She frowns and then says, "okay, final choice is wizards and bunny rabbits."

"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"

"Did I pass? I know I'm not the best at exams, but I really want to go to Disneyland, Mickey. Oh, I know," she said, smiling, "this is a good one..."

She reaches into the folds of her cloak and pulls out a pair of giant frilly blue bloomers with pink hearts on them. "Sharp? I'm pretty sure I don't have anything...huh? What's this in my panties?"

She winks, and somehow manages to pull a large sword out from the bloomers. "Ta-da! I guess I do have something sharp after all. Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week." She glances around and then adds in a whisper, "but seriously, it's a prop sword, it's not dangerous at all."



((Trucy is taken from the end of Apollo Justice/GS4. Permission from the other Ace Attorney characters has been granted!))

Comments

[magicgotcha.livejournal.com]

Apollo definitely did not shriek when Trucy appeared at the gates of Disneyland out of thin air.

"Trucy!" he yelled. "Whatever you've done, undo it please! P-please just stick to Mr Hat from now on!"

As an afterthought, he added, "And put your panties away too!"

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"Polly!" she said happily, basically ignoring everything he'd said. "We're at Disneyland, and Mickey's here! This is going to be really fun!"

[magicgotcha.livejournal.com]

"No it isn't!" Apollo replied, more because Trucy said it would be than because he really disagreed with her. It sometimes struck him how very like siblings they behaved. "Please, please can we go home now? I don't think Mr Wright knows where we are, and he'll worry about us!" Well, he'll definitely worry about you.

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"What's your favorite ride?" she said, tilting her head to the side. "I think mine is Storybook Land, but I haven't been here since I was really little." She smiled. "Anyway, Disneyland isn't that far, so I'm sure Daddy won't worry even if this isn't a surprise he planned."

[magicgotcha.livejournal.com]

Apollo's shoulders sagged. He was getting nowhere, as usual. Trucy just refused to join him in panic.

"I don't know," he answered. "I haven't been here since I was a kid. I think it was Peter Pan's Flight, though, but it's probably different now."

She was probably right about Mr Wright. He didn't appear to worry all that often.

[alcoholit.livejournal.com]

Bernard saunters up, somewhere between smoking and laughing his arse off, because oh dear.

"Only someone like you could consider the chocolate question the most difficult."

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Trucy wasn't very good at recognizing when she was being laughed at, so she tipped her hat and smiled. "I think it's important to take chocolate very seriously! Anyway, it wasn't that bad; at least there wasn't any multiplication!"

[alcoholit.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but in comparison to...the more philosophical questions a mouse could possible ask you, how the hell is chocolate even remotely useful? Or relevant, really." Bernard shrugged, mainly asking to annoy her than out of any real curiosity. After all, she did keep a sword in her knickers.

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"Well, the one where you choose the coolest was pretty hard, too," Trucy admitted. "But the others weren't that hard! I already knew my name, you know. But chocolate is very yummy, so it's high up there on a list of priorities."

[alcoholit.livejournal.com]

"Because those things are really integral to the meaning of life and the universe, aren't they?" He takes a drag off his cigarette and wishes he had some wine to complete his day; annoying people, smoking and drinking yourself to an early grave, "Chocolate and pirates. Also, you didn't even pick things on the list for that question."

[perfectly-right.livejournal.com]

Girls in top hats wielding swords were less terrifying than extremely beautiful goddesses, at least. But only slightly.

"You might want to put that away," Phoenix said nervously, slowly backing away. "It's... it doesn't look very safe."

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Trucy laughed at the joke; of course her sword was safe. "See, I told Polly you'd be here! Wow, you really dressed up, too! It's not even Recycle Your Plastics Day!"

[perfectly-right.livejournal.com]

"Polly? Huh?"

What on earth was this girl going on about? "Uh, I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong person."

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Trucy giggled and swatted his arm playfully. "Don't be silly! I'm a trained magician; you can't fool me just by shaving and putting on a suit, daddy!"

[perfectly-right.livejournal.com]

Phoenix flinched at the hit. He couldn't help it. There was a weird giggling teenage girl right in front of him acting like she had known him her entire life--



"Okay, I really think you've got the wrong person," he said, raising his hands apologetically in the air. "I'm way too young to be a dad. Really." This girl was out of her mind.

[fbi-forever.livejournal.com]

Booth was trying to occupy himself when he heard what was the funniest interview yet.

Looking at the girl before him he looked at her up and down, "A world class magician, a Talent Agent, an ace attorney assistant, and a high school student? How old are you anyway?"

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"Fifteen," she said. "But magic runs in the family, so it's only natural that I become a professional early on."

[fbi-forever.livejournal.com]

"So, wait," Booth said, one arm tucked under the other. "You're fifteen, you have, 'magical powers', you have a profession, and you're in high school? Do you have a social life with all that going on? I mean, I'd think," Booth said with a small smile. "That all of, that" he said, emphasizing it with a wave of his hand. "Would keep you pretty busy. Why not use your magic with your profession?"

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"I do! I have a couple friends at school, and I know the lead guitarist of the Gavinners!" She shook her head. "I do use my magic for work, though! I have a very popular magic show at the Wonder Bar, actually. But I also run my Talent Agency to manage Daddy's piano playing and Polly's defending, and I give a hand to Polly when I have time, since he usually needs it. But I don't mind being busy! I like being able to help Daddy."

[fbi-forever.livejournal.com]

"The who?" Booth asked confused before chuckling to himself. The Who. "So, wait, you're fifteen and you have a job, two jobs, and are working on a profession as well? When do you do homework?" This was utterly preplexing to Booth, he had a job during high school too, but this was maddness! He couldn't help but think of Parker and was glad he could afford not to have him work that much.

[mickey-mous.livejournal.com]

((I am so lame. Forgive me...))

"So, Trucy, you ready to find out which exciting land you're gonna live in?"

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

((Sorry, crazy busy week all around for me, too))

"Mickey, hi!" Trucy said. "Yes, I'm really excited. Um, but I don't have any money to get in." For good measure she coughed. "I could be dying, though? So you should let me and my friend Polly go for free. I think Fantasyland would be best because it's so magical. And put Polly in Main Street because he's boring and also he'd be near all the candy."

[mickey-mous.livejournal.com]

"Haha! You sure should be in Fantasyland," Mickey agreed. "But Apollo belongs in Tomorrowland."

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

"If you say so," she said. "He seems so normal, though. But I'm really happy about Fantasyland! I'll make it even more magical, promise!"

[mickey-mous.livejournal.com]

Mickey beamed. "Then I'll put you in Fantasyland. Your mail will go to Trucy (http://community.livejournal.com/dizzy_land/tag/trucy). Welcome to the Happiest Place on Earth!"

((And your contact info goes here (http://community.livejournal.com/dizzy_backstage/1307.html). :D))