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In the year of 3016, Phoenixia Wright has worked her way to become the greatest defense attorney like her ancestor, Phoenix Wright. Phoenixia will defend her clients til the bitter end and will do whatever it takes to fight for the truth.

Things of note with Truth the character is that she is never loved, taken or the sole partner of any other character. It is an actual character build of the woman chosen by the writer. Truth is the final girl everyone wants partnered up but is always left utterly and bitterly alone in the end. A bittersweet finality. Truth is alone in the end. 

Nes has very cat-like behaviors at times. Both good and bad ones. She loves to run her body along someone, or touch them in some way when she is close, or on good familiar terms with them. This isn't in any sexual means, just a small sign of affections when she allows that physicall contact. She also likes to do longs of long full body stretches, and basking in the sun. Unfortunately she will also hiss and claw at people that she doesn't want touching her. Her tail and hair will brist like a cat when mad, scared, or irate. She purrs.   She is a hoe. Nes is very comfortable in her body and has had many sexual partners and doesn't care who knows. Most often she will need to have some form of attraction to the person, whether that be their mind, personality, or just good looks, but it has to be something that gives her that attractions. She doesn't just want to f*** anything that walks.   Hunting and fishing are a couple favorite pastimes for her. She likes killing her meals herself, but also likes to cook and season her food herself as well. Unfortunately with travellings realms, she doesn't always get the chance to prepare and cook her food the way she likes.   Spicy and sweet foods are her favorite to snack on, but savory for meals is her go to.   Nestaria's home realm isn't a pleasant place. She has no ties to it, thus voluntarily remains in self-exile, even though she is fully capable of returning back at any time.   Even with how little Nes cares for life, especially of humans. She is the nicer one of her people. With how humans are treated in her home realm, she felt disgusted with them, but was the only one of her people that felt such a way.   Before leaving her realm for the last time, she gathered up a group of humans in secret and gave them a means to fight and revolt against her kind. She still wonders how that played out in the end as she did not stay to watch. She never gave details of who she was when giving this information and hid what she was with glamour thus the humans thought she was one of them. More may be added at a later time.

I feel like I need to put these up. These are simple rules.1. Please have some respect and some common sense when you message me. Don't start in character. I like to plan out a RP before we start.2. No god modding. I like to control my own characters. It's no fun to control someone else's characters.3. Please be literate. If you make a mistake in your replies, I understand. I've done that before. Just don't type something I can't read.4. No one liners PERIOD! It gives me nothing to work on.5. Don't spam me. I do have a life outside of this. If I don't reply, don't spam me with a lot of messages or block me when I'm busy. I'll get to it as soon as I can.6. I prefer story driven RPs. I'm OK with a little bit of romance, but I'm not into the heavy side of romance.7. This is a very important rule. We're here to have fun. Don't take the RP seriously. It's like a game and we're all here to escape from the world. So, please, let's all have fun.

Name: Roxas AtlasAge: 23Height: 5'11"Weight: 190 lbs.Hometown: Los Angeles, California, United StatesBody Type: TonedOccupation: Defense AttorneyRoxas Atlas was inspired by veteran defense attorney, Phoenix Wright to become a defense attorney himself. Law school was hard, but he became a defense attorney to follow in his idol's footsteps. Roxas has short brown hair, blue eyes, a white button-up shirt, a red tie, a black vest, black pants, brown dress shoes, and a red jacket with a black collar and lapel and his attorney's badge. He lives by his idol's words: No matter how tough the case may be or how high the odds are stacked against us, it's my job to stand up for those who has no one else in their corner! I'll do whatever it takes to fight for the truth!

( these won't be fancy by any means, everything is a wip at the moment. )      ❛ ⸺  admin;the mun / person behind the account is over the age of twenty one. patience with me is highly required. health & real life comes first; no ifs, buts or ands. this is a side account; i write in another verse which is my main. discord will be on a selective basis.tuesday - thursday's are my busy periods in rl, so patience please.  ❛ ⸺ character; i'll try to explain her the best i can without giving too much, i'm new to the verse,so please, do forgive me if it's all over the place, it's a wip. kasumiwas a young age when demons attacked her village, most of the people were wiped out,or taken. a traumatic event that ignited her deep-seated hatred for demons. over the course, she mastered the art of Flower Breathing,developing her own unique style using twin wakizashi blades. ❛ ⸺ drama; i'm just going to say that since i'm new, i don't know how the verse deals with this,but i don't do drama. i'm a peaceful writer who's just here to write, meet new people. a lovely escape from everyday life and struggles. i keep to myself when it comes to it.  ❛ ⸺ relationship(s); not here to ship, just write but if it happens, then i'm up for it. mains always wanted of course !  ❛ ⸺ storylines / writing; up for practically everything you guys can throw at me. not even joking, really. just don't be weird or send me ero stuff. been writing for fifteen years plus; various verses. whilst i'm a mutli paragraph writer usually, i'm very adaptable. ​​​​​​​

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𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 No Minors (this goes for child characters as well), 21+ Adults Only (this does not mean that I will just write SMVT/Er0. I take my writing seriously and Macaria isn't into having a romantic relationship at this current time, don't try to force it or I will block you, thank you.) No mutes No friend collectors No one-liners  I am not always active as I am busy in real life  I won't change anything about Macaria with you for you, What you see is what you get I will not interact with other females (pages and all) whose characters I have zero interest in and I have zero desire to write with, If I deny once, do not try again a second time as I will block (If you take any offense to this, I am NOT sorry) Please for the love of god be literate Please put effort into your writing with me or It's Good Night Do Not God-Mode Do Not Meta Game I am selective regarding people and verses/Fandoms (I am not interested in Anime or cartoons like Hazbin Hotel etc. yes I watch it, no I will not write in the verses/Fandoms because a majority of people who rp in them are creepy and weird.)  Character is Pansexual, Writer is Straight. This is Roleplay/Fantasy, don't act like a baby. 

ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛ ғᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴜsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴏʀɪɢɪɴs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ϙᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ʟɪʙᴇʀᴛɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴀʙʟᴇ Gʀᴀʜғ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs, ᴠᴇʀsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴏʀʏ-ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ɪs sᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛᴇsʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ - ʟᴇᴛ's ғᴀᴄᴇ ɪᴛ - ᴏʟᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. ɪ'ᴍ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ.

ᴄ. ꜱ. ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ: Naminé holds on to deep seeded guilt for what she did to Sora and, by extension, Roxas and Xion. Despite the fact that her powers were used by those with their own agendas and desires she still feels responsible. She often feels like she has no proper place in the world and that she doesn't deserve the kindness or friendship people have given her. Despite being incredibly lonely.ᴄ . ꜱ. ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ: ꜰʟᴀʀᴇᴏɴ • ᴀxᴇʟ Axel and Naminé have a strong bond that walks the line older brother/younger sister. Axel was the only one that was kind to Naminé during the events of Castle Oblivion and the only one she truly trusted. Axel is the one that saves her from the closet Diz shoved her in (Manga only) and was also the one Riku leaves her with, effectively allowing Axel to keep Naminé safe from Diz, who wants her destroyed. Naminé is the one that encourages Axel to keep going and keep fighting for those he cares about because even nobodies have somebody they care about. 

 I am not against writing romance. I do prefer that romance be built upon within a story in an organic way, with natural chemistry. I don't really care about popular or canon ships. I don't mind making connections and friends outside the sphere of just the stories we write together. I do have discord and will gladly speak out of character with you. That being said I will not be dating anyone online. Relationships with Naminé are strictly in character only. Please be patient with me. I am extremely shy and anxious but I try my best. In addition I have other muses so my replies may be slow but you will always get a response and I will let you know if it may take me a bit to reply. I also have real life obligations that often take my attention! I will never rush anyone for a response so please have the same respect for me. Please leave me out of any drama. I am over the age of 25 and tired of being dragged into other peoples petty high school level drama (I am tired of drama in general). I don't really care who you have a problem with unless they are actually harmful and toxic. I just want to enjoy my hobby so leave the drama for in character interactions. I am okay with darker themes. Kingdom Hearts has a rich and complex storyline with many underline themes. Naminé, herself, may be gentle, kindhearted and sweet in nature but she is also very much plagued by a deep seeded guilt for what she did to Sora as well as what her actions did to Roxas and Xion. Despite her being used by others that were seeking to use the Keyblade for themselves. She is also very much capable of being manipulative in her own right. Please do not try to control Naminé for me or make her do anything that would be out of character for her usual behavior and moral code. Worry about your own character. I have been writing as Naminé for a long time. I know the series well and I am comfortable writing all aspects of it. I will add more as needed this is a good baseline to start.

Look. We both know why you added me. Don't play coy with me.If you add me, that means you start. If I add you, then I'll start.I don't need discussion, I don't need greetings, just send the starter, I'm flexible and can adapt. But if you NEED to discuss beforehand, I'm open to it. But please come with an idea in mind.Character is flirty, and a little sadistic, writer is actually pretty nice, but has a low threshold for BSCharacter is from a fantasy world, but I can easily adapt her to a modern setting.My life outside here can get busy, if I've gone more than a week without replying to you, please ping me and let me know. I'll do the same for you. But if you don't intend to reply, just let me know. I hate anticipating a reply and just never getting it because something you didn't like happened or because you lost interest.I ONLY RP at Paragraph or higher. This is not optional to RP with me.Boys, men, guys, males....whatever you want to call yourself. I'm not going to add you. Just don't try it. If you add me after being denied the first time, I'll just block you. I. Am. Not. Interested.I'll add to this if I feel the need to. But this is the most important stuff to know.

Name: SylviaGender: Hermaphrodite (Female pronouns, this is cannon to the source material)Race: ChimeraSexuality: LesbianPosition: Always on topAge: Old enough (Cannoncially unknown)Height: 6'7"Weight: RUDE!!!Skills: Sylvia is able to use the Thief skill "Bind", summoning ropes for tying up her enemy, leading Kazuma to speculate that she could be a Thief general of the Devil King.Chimera Anatomy: Sylvia is able to add organic and artificial parts to herself, gaining their properties and skills.Mage-Killer: By merging with the ancient weapon called Mage-Killer, Sylvia can nullify the effects of magical attacks on her.Ancient Dispe: A function of the Mage-Killer, in which an anti-magic barrier is generated around Sylvia to prevent anyone in range from using magic, in addition to enhancing her magic resistance.Physical Resistance: As a Chimera already well known for resistance against physical damage, Sylvia's resilience was enhanced after fusing with the Mage-Killer, allowing her to survive a full physical bombardment of Vanir Dolls.Magic Resistance: As a Chimera already well renowned for their incredible magical resistance, being only part Demon meant that Holy Magic no matter how powerful isn't fatal to Sylvia. After merging with the Mage-Killer, her already impressive magic resistance was greatly increased, to the point where even Explosion Magic might not have damaged her.Fire Breath: The skill to breath out fire. It's unknown if Sylvia could use this before fusing with the Mage-Killer.Tentacles: In the anime version, instead of using Bind, Sylvia can grow tentacles from her back.Barrier Breaker: A magical item that breaks magic barriers and seals, and Sylvia being a Devil King's General carried a powerful version of it. It was used in her attempt for opening the door in the Underground Storehouse, though to no effect. 

1. No minors. This is an 18+ roleplaying page. I am 35 years old behind the screen. I have been roleplaying and writing for a very long time and seasoned writer so if anyone wants to write you may add me only if you're above the age of 18 and not underage. I don't want any trouble.2. Do not steal my graphics or information that I have edited, changed, and manipulated to my satisfaction. I have changed it to fit the layout that I have up. The credit for the layout goes to Vicarious layouts. 3. Do not RUSH me for messages , comments , or stream responses. Sometimes I get busy and have to be away from the computer, but be assured that you will be replied to in a timely manner.4. Do not god-mode. I have a very small history of fighting, but I am trying to learn from someone who is teaching and training me in how to fight during roleplay so go easy on this old bat.5. If you want romance or erotica it MUST make sense. Eighteen is not going to spread her legs for someone who just asks her for them or demands it from her. There MUST be some kind of connection between the two people. Otherwise, don't even bother. 6. Do not start drama on my page. I have switched verses because of drama on another verse and wanted to start out fresh and wanted to try something new and it's been working out quite nicely. 7. I do not mind getting to know other people out of character but as long as it does not get out of hand and drama starts getting in the way of friendship and "relationships"8. I prefer messages for roleplaying and comments for discussing and chatting. I do not like comments for roleplaying, but it has happened in the past. 9. I do not mind discord, I just do not give it out very often and if I DO give it to you; consider yourself extremely lucky. 10. I am a paragraph/multiple paragraph writer and will match what has been sent to me. I prefer quality over quantity if possible, but it is not expected. I write in third person format, complete sentences, proper grammar, and punctuation.11. I understand that mistakes and typos happen but please do not make it a habbit or I will have to end the roleplay. I do not like having to correct the person that I am writing with because that is just not how I roll. 12. Be respectful. I know it's easy to be disrespectful and start things out of nowhere, but please try to be respectful to everyone within my friend group, as well as myself. Please do not show disrespect as you will be deleted and blocked and not given the chance to do so again.13. Do not ask me for personal information such as phone numbers, emails, personal home addresses, or discord messengers. I have a discord but I only give it out if I feel I need to. I will not meet ANYONE in real life if you need to know why, watch the show "catfish" and you'll know why.14. If you want a layout done or any graphics done, I do charge for money for stuff like that but we can discuss on discord what you want and are looking for and for what price. I use PAYPAL and VENMO only. I do not use cashapp or any other platform for exhcnaging money for my own personal reasons.15. Once you add me you have 48 hours to send either a greeting or a message asking to roleplay or thanking me for adding you. If you do not you will be deleted and/or blocked from my page.16. If you add me, please be first to contact me. It's only common sense and courtesy to do things that way.17. Please do not mistake reality from fantasy, if the line is getting blurry for you I simply and gently suggest taking a break from this site. People need breaks just as much as characters do.18. Do not disrespect my character. This is a character I have loved and adored since I was 13 and watching Dragonball Z after school was over. I was obsessed with the show and had all the VHS tapes all 700 episodes, including the end of the Buu saga and up until the beginning of the GT saga when Goku took Uub into his training methods. Do NOT disrespect Android Eighteen. 19. I am open to other crossovers. I do not mind crossing over to another fandom or character with Eighteen. She is adaptable to other characters in other anime's. It is what makes things exciting. 20. Have fun! This isn't boot camp or high school. Don't make this a chore, responsibility or obligation. If it happens this way, I will cease the roleplay and search elsewhere.

I had a thought I had to write, If you feel like doing a Modern spin on Raphtalia, Please let me know I would love to do it! We can use one of these openings or we can create something else. (Fate M1)A fall into another time - Tween A powerful pulse, a distortion in the air. A dark aura overtook the lands. A wave was coming. Once every few months, paths to another world opened, allowing creatures in from the other side, to an unknown world. A slave was sent to gather water for her master. Her pink eyes scanned wildly, tracing the world around her. She knew waves brought monsters from other realms. One such monster caught was a creature with bright, wide, set eyes that released their light—a pair of blinking white eyes at the front of the creature's face. Silvery teeth glistened under. The stomach reversed on this creature coming out of what she would think was the back.A person caught in its translucent belly sitting within it. The creature's honking roar released as it charged past her into one of the apple trees with a loud CRUNCH. The monster's flesh crumpled, its Metal skin peeled as its roar continued. The creature had no blood. Instead, the inside had exploded like a toad's throat, completely engulfing the person within. The bright red monster shook and smoked like it would breathe fire any minute, no doubt recovering from hitting the tree. With no legs to speak of, the creature seemed to move with wheels like a cart. It was the strangest thing she had ever seen. The slave wasn't going to wait around and find out what manner of beast it was. With portals popping up everywhere, she decided to jump into the portal that it had come from, hoping no others were in the area. To write herself a new fate in another world.The second she stepped in, her form became weightless. She gripped her blade tightly as she felt herself spinning; she could see nothing but swirling purples and blacks. Then suddenly, light blinding light, her eyes adjusted quickly. She found herself in the middle of a cobblestone street, though these cobblestones were tiny, black rocks with some strange lines and drawings. The smell and noises of this place slapped her sensitive senses. More of the creatures roars in short bursts from all over. The same dirty smell the other had given off danced in the air. Those creatures were ordinary around here—one a smaller yellow one, with a person mounted upon its back. The creature's head was oversized, more like an antenna-less ant than humans, but the body was undoubtedly human, some form of Demi-human. The animal honked at her, veering away from her as the mounted human motioned with his hand, raising a single finger her way as it sped past. So, some of the beasts could be tamed? She shook her head, stepping off the black cobblestone as more of the metal beasts charged forward, the portal having closed behind her. She stumbled over another kind of cobblestone. These vast rocks cut perfectly square like a castle wall! In fact, most of the area around her looked like castle walls.Sparkling crystal glinted in the sunlight, bouncing down in all directions. People everywhere! She was amazed! Her eyes lit up with wonder as she walked the street, most people avoiding her. One scoffed, "Cosplaying on a school day?" At her as they passed. The large, colorful beasts seemed not to walk on the light-colored cobblestone, staying instead only on the black. Some kind of barrier kept them from stepping over, or maybe the small bump between was hard for them to step over without feet? She had so many questions her ears twitched. The girl no older than 12, the wooden bucket clutched in her hand, her red tunic pulled tight against her stomach, her tail flicking excitedly behind her.She had made it to a new world! She stepped to one of the reflective windows she looked at her crest, it was now grayed out. Deactivated, the connection to her original master was lost. The mana she could still feel it, suppressing her own. Her innate magic rested peacefully within her. She had no idea what this magnificent world was. People moved in herds as they crossed the black paths. The flocks cross and even stop together. The attire was strange: men and women dressed in pants, no one wore armor, not a single sword in sight. She couldn't help but smile.  (Fate M2)What it takes to survive- tween The wonder of this new world was short-lived, as the need for food, shelter, and survival struck her. She was utterly alone in a world that was not her own. She hadn’t eaten in three days. Her stomach growled with the fury of those metal bloodless beasts that dashed around with humans in their reversed bellies. She touched her stomach softly, holding it as she walked through the streets, which were even illuminated in the nighttime by tall lights that used some magic to turn on as soon as the sunset.She shivered. The night air was cold, much colder than where she was from. Her ears flopped down, her head bowed as her mess of auburn locks cascaded sloppily down her back. Her tail was resting low. Pink eyes scanned the streets as she moved; she was so hungry. A few drunks staggered on the streets, but mostly, she was alone now on the streets. A sigh slipped past her lips before a smell reached her nose. Food, some sort of meat mix nearby, she sniffed the air. She moved forward, her eyes closing as she followed the scent. Her tail flicked as a large green bin stood under a large building before her. As she got closer, food, meat, rot, decay, and other pungent smells were mixed as she got closer. She wrinkled her nose and stepped back from it. Her stomach growled once more. She gulped.Her small hand explored the box, circling as she tried to find a way in. She found a handle. Checking it, she found a way to open it. Pulling hard, it slowly moved with a loud metal groan. It looked kind of like the monsters, but it didn’t move. Maybe this one was dead? She hoped so. The smell was worse once the door was opened. Clearly, some things were rotting inside, but the scent of something that was not rotten was present too.. She just had to find it.With that, she sunk inside. A crunch and a crinkle noise as she jumped sadly face first into a pile of trash bags. She nearly gagged at the smell. Though she was so hungry, she pressed on. She was ripping the protective membrane around the various groups, allowing the trash to come free. She went through finding what smelled still okay to eat. She popped out to set the items she found on the top of the container before sliding back in. She grew a small pile of nearly edible food, most half-eaten things. as she noisily dug in the trash can to find food.Her mana, the magic energy that constantly danced around her normal in her own world but strange in this one, pulsed out. She finally stayed in one place long enough, the energy began drawing spirits towards her. The nearby ones approach slowly, wanting to feed on her power.