call me out meme;

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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses; while i'm less active with others, i'm willing to play anyone listed here. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. ♛ some of my favorite memes: Soulmate Fuckup, Random Scenario, Highschool AU (romantic or otherwise), TFLN, The floor is lava, Stuck in the Rain, Minor Injury, Sweet Dreams, Pillow Fort, Not Just a Robot, Pokemon AU, Hogwarts AU (just about any canon au). meme code.

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There's only one Wright choice - Pillow Fort

[bewrightback]

[Phoenix isn't always one to leave many chores behind, at least for people who aren't Apollo. But with Apollo away for the week and Trucy on break from school, Phoenix left her a note asking her to tidy up the office while he was out working.

Later that day, when he finally returned to the office, he opened the door and hadn't quite expected to be greeted by a wall of pillows...]

What.

[stagewright]

[ To be fair, the carpet is definitely vacuumed. Cleaning was a thing that had taken place. For a little while...to say Trucy had gotten sidetracked would probably be underselling what had happened.

A single pillow sails through the air from a gap in the we all towards Phoenix's face. Dodge or get hit, daddy dearest! ]

Avast! [ The voice is a little muffled from inside the fort. ] Speak your business or prepare for war!

[ She heard his voice so he isn't a client. She probably would not be doing this to a client.

Maybe. ]

1/2

[bewrightback]

Wh-whaaaaaat? [Phoenix gasps, as the pillow pummels his face.

Daddy dearest never learned how to dodge. so he takes it as if its a loose toupee or a cup of steaming hot coffee.]

[bewrightback]

[He glances down as the pillow unceremoniously plops to the floor.

At least the carpet looks clean...

He looks up towards the fort as he tries to work out what Trucy is going for. Pirates? Barbarians? Bikers?]

Um... This is Phoenix Wright. Or, um... Sir Bluecoat?

My business.... is.... the law? [He prods inquisitively.]

[stagewright]

Hmmmmmmmmmm. [ No further pillows are being thrown, anyway. ] Sir Bluecoat, do you have a passport? I can't allow you into the fortress without the proper credentials! Or bribery.

[ you're welcome to bribe her. ]

[bewrightback]

[Who taught her what bribes are?]

Hmm... Will this do? [He tries to present his badge with a meek smile. Maybe he can sidestep the whole bribery thing.]

[stagewright]

[ Daddy, please. She's in high school. There's a thoughtful noise from inside the fort, and Trucy peers out from the entrance, lifting one blanket to examine the badge. ]

Weeeeeeeell...sure! But only if you also have cookies. For, y'know, toll fees.

[ Also she needs snacks and the kitchen-y area wasn't included in the fort. ]

[bewrightback]

[The last I checked, my court record didn't have any cookies in it...]

You're driving a hard bargain, Miss Tollkeeper. Do I have permission to move along the perimeter of this... fortress? [He vaguely gestures towards the kitchen-y area. He already knows which cookies she'll enoy the most.]

[stagewright]

Permission granted! But no trespassing until your border fees are paid in full, or I'll have to prosecute you!

[ Surely she can hire, like, Edgeworth or someone to prosecute her father.

Or make Polly do it. Polly will squawk about it but end up doing it in the end. ]

[bewrightback]

[The last thing I need to deal with is a magician prosecutor... at least she'd be the prose-cutest?]

You can hold off on the court order. This knight... or am I pirate? Whatever I am... I have no intentions of trespassing. [He says as he strolls over to the kitchen and makes a plate of Trucy's favorite cookies - hidden somewhere where Apollo can't find them.

He then heads back over to the "gate" of the fort and kneels there while holding up the plate.]

Your... Lordship?

[stagewright]

Ladyship! Mr. Hat is his Lordship.

[ But she will open up the gate/blanket for her father to crawl in now... ]

And this is a most acceptable offering!

[bewrightback]

Right. My mistake, Lady Wright. [He smiles confidently. He thinks he's got the hang of this. And now he quietly crawls in to the entrance while handing her the place.

He gives an impressed whistle.]

This is some set-up you've got here.