Script Frenzy 2008.

*sneaks in* GOTCHA!

In case you didn't get that reference, this is Mysty. I created this account almost four years ago, so it's an old internet name that I used to use.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

tada!
I am here, along with my amazing screwy internet that causes obsessive compulsive looking triple posts. =/
that magic panties game sounds, er, interesting.

Let me explain about it; it'll make more sense.

Apollo Justice is an attorney, of course. After the first case, he gets a partner, Trucy Wright. She's fifteen-years-old and wants to be a magician. One of her favorite tricks is pulling really large things out of a pair of 'magical panties'. One night she hangs them on the line to dry after being washed, and someone steals them. Apollo and Trucy are on another case and happen to find Trucy's magic panties stuffed in the tailpipe of the car of the victim of the homocide that Apollo and Trucy's next case is centered around.

So... yeah. The panties are connected.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

That actually sounds interesting. I want magic panties. =P

Only to have them stolen one night and stuffed in the tailpipe of a car whose owner dies the same night?

Hmm. I think I'll go play Apollo Justice again now. I want to yell OBJECTION! a few times before Mom gets home from work :P

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

No! No one can steal my magic panties!!!

Not even college junior science major who speaks in purple prose and has a dictionary fetish?

Oops, spoilers. Not that any of the people in here are actually playing the game so...

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

purple?

well, I do love that color...

NO!
I will NOT give in to peer pressure!

No one is stealing my magical panties.
(What happens after they're stuffed in the car with the dead owner? I want to know!)

Heh, well. The case was that the guy was supposedly killed by the son of a mobster. Apollo had been hired as the guy's attorney. In other words, he had to prove it wasn't him. The cases in the Ace Attorney series tend to get REALLY convuluted, but here's the gist of what really happened.

The guy who was killed was a doctor. Wocky (the mobster son) went to him for surgery to get a bullet out before it moved into his heart and killed him. The surgery failed, but Wocky didn't know this until six months later when he went in for a check-up at another doctor's office. Wocky's new fiancee knew, though, because she was the nurse that had signed the papers telling of the failure. After Wocky found out the bullet was still there, he goes insane and runs off to kill the doctor. His fiancee Alita, who knew she'd be in trouble, went to the doctor's office to get back the papers. She and the doctor got in a fight, and Alita was knocked-out. Thinking he had killed her, the doctor dragged her body away and tried to get in his car to dump her. Unfortunately, with the panties in the tailpipe (they had been stuffed there after Trucy chased the culprit down the street), the car wouldn't start, so he stole a noodle cart and hauled her away in it after emptying the thing. Then they met Wocky and Alita came-to. Afraid for her life, she grabbed a gun she had stolen from Wocky's father and shot the doctor.

*takes deep breath* And that's that. During the trial, you have to present Trucy's magic panties as evidence that the car wouldn't start so you could prove why the doctor was hauling the noodle cart. Trucy later tells Apollo how cool he looked when he whipped them out and thrust them into the air, and he tells her to take that memory, lock it away, and never think about it again.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

wow...so is this already figured out or do you have to do something to find out this information? online games always confused me. I thought they all involved dragons and/or intergalactic battles.

It's not online; it's a DS game. And no, it's not already figured out. Along with being an attorney, Apollo is apparently a detective, though that may be because Trucy insists on tagging along, and he can't say no to her requests. A twenty-two-year-old man under the thumb of a fifteen-year-old magician with magic panties. Magical, innit?

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

DS? hold on a second while I run a Google.
Ohhh Nintendo! Gotcha!
I'm a sad individual, huh.
I like magic! But videogames and I don't really mix well. Actually, I did win a game of Wii bowling over Xmas break, but that's not so magical. I get my fix of magic from music. Mainly, the song "Magick."
This is *almost* making me want to go buy a nintendo. But I am skint, so that's not happening any time soon.

*brings out pendulum* You WILL buy a DS Lite and get Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney. Mysty has commanded it.

Did it work? No? Damn. Still need to work on my hypnotizing.

I like music. Whenever I write I have up a Winamp playlist on shuffle so that I can just listen to random songs. I don't have an iPod or anything, because I spend all my technology money on video games, as you may be able to see :P

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

It half-worked. Only I got dizzy and decided I needed some coffee. And then I got up to make some but was distracted by the filters and started trying to make things out of them. And then...well...I don't really remember. I think I forgot I was going to make coffee. Anyway...

Ah, yes, writing playlists. I have those. I have sad ones, happy ones, playlists for different characters, times of the day, it goes on and on...I currently have about 32, and I just deleted 12. How you're able to live without an iPod is beyond me...I can't sleep without it. Well, I can, but I take 4 hours to go to sleep without an iPod and I don't have that sleeping time to spare.
Video games are mind-enhancing, however, and you don't have to replace it every two years...or do you? *dun dun dun*

sidenote:
What's the difference between Winamp and iTunes? I thought everyone used iTunes, but I guess I'm wrong...

Winamp is an on-computer music player (like Windows Media Player) that you can create playlists on, and iTunes is a site that you can download music off of if you have an iPod.

I can't listen to music to get to sleep. I used to listen to my CD player to drown out the noise of my sister's TV when she still lived with us, but I soon found a correlation between listening to music and getting up to pee every five minutes, so that's kind of counterproductive.

As for video games being replaced, I've never had to :P. Well, I had to replace my DS Lite once. I brought it to school and someone stole it, so I bought another one. I'm sad, though; my original DS was light-pink, but Wal*Mart didn't have that color at the time and I had to get black.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

So it's like iTunes, but without the music store option? Hm. I have not noticed a music/pee correlation, but chances are that will probably start now because you mentioned it. =/

Aw someone stole it? How sad...and it was pink. I love colored things!
While my brother was at waterpolo practice someone went into the locker room and did a mass-theft-thing, and when they got out of the pool, everyone's iPods, cell phones, and wallets were gone. Well, they left a few phones (the old crappy ones. My brother's was one of those.) Someone got his fancy Nikes stolen as well. Stealing saddens me. Although it was rather funny when I saw the kid walking out with no shoes, given that it was raining and muddy. Then I felt bad...I'm just spitballing now...

You people are exceedingly weird.

Oh well. So am I. Just not in the same way you lot are.

Hee.

NaNo'04: Fail.
NaNo'06: Fail.
NaNo'07: Win. :D
Screnzy!08: Fail.

I grok insanity! Do you?

=) aw thanks!
I feel special now.

Where did Bath Matt go? =/

Maybe he went to be a real bath mat! xD

I love meeting people who take being called weird as a compliment. Where's the fun in NOT being weird, after all? :D

NaNo'04: Fail.
NaNo'06: Fail.
NaNo'07: Win. :D
Screnzy!08: Fail.

I grok insanity! Do you?

There IS no fun in being normal. Normal people scare me. If I may modify a Captain Jack Sparrow quote:

"I'm weird, and it's the weird people you can count on to keep being weird. It's the normal guys you have to watch out for, because you never know when they'll go criminally insane and shoot-up your local high school."

That being said, I heard on the news this morning that the Bangor Mall is preparing safety procedures for a mock shooter to come in and threaten everyone's safety. You'd think they wouldn't announce that. It's like when I was in elementary school and they'd tell us when we were going to have fire drills.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

My friends and I used to purposefully hide in the bathroom during earthquake drills. It was fun because the teachers were required to do their whole "we have children missing" thing and they all freaked out like it was an actual earthquake and we were buried in the rubble.

Yes, weirdness...my best friend said to me a couple months ago, "If I didn't know you I'd think you were an epileptic with ADHD on drugs." I think that's a good way of stating it. =) I love that Jack Sparrow quote...it is my new motto. If I can remember it, which will take some time.

ADHD is a good thing. It makes writing so much easier, especially NaNo. You can just spaz out and write 10000 words in a day.
Being normal is too boring.

We don't have earthquake drills since I live in Maine and we don't regularly get earthquakes. We have fire drills, though. We haven't had an actual fire in the time I've been in school, but last year someone pulled the alarm and people were standing outside for about an hour while the firemen checked out the school.

The thing about that is, I wasn't at school that day. I had gotten sick early that morning and ended up staying home. The ONE DAY there's any excitement, and I'm not there. Mysty misses everything.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

That sucks, as does the fact that the Screnzy site is locked.

I don't know, I leave you kids alone for one day and I comeback to this? Thanks XD. It really made me laugh when I read it. And why do I now have a dirtier version of Cinderella running through my head where Prince Charming gets all the women to try them on to see if they fit? (Let's face it, the original version was dirty anyway.) Perhaps that was too much information?

I'm seriously considering adding in a magic panties sub plot into either my Frenzy or my Nano.

I almost want a DS now, almost. I'm still very tempted, because let's face it I would have gone into the store and asked for that magic panties game. And after being thrown out of Toys R Us for being a pervert I could sit on the curb and reflect on where my life has gone, and why if I actually possessed said panties I could rule the world.

Oh yeah, I don't have an iPod either. I used to have WinAmp when I had a Windows98 machine, but now I've got XP I just use Media Player. But while I am in the office I listen to a personal CD player that can play MP3 files so I guess that I'm not a complete technophobe, (even though I have a Computer Science degree - hey 359 more and I get the full circle.). But alas I have yet to actually download any mucic (or music for those that spotted that obvious spelling error) from the iNet. All of my music is off of CDs that I own.

I feel special too, at work they've even made me a special hat with a D on it. I've no idea what it means but they make me sit in the corner and laugh. I can only assume that they're laughing with me. I like being weird,as I'm going to start saying "If I was normal, imagine how f**ked up you'd be!"

On the subject of where did I go, well I'm in the UK so I was asleep when you were asking that (Pesky time difference). I created this thread before I started work and checked it before I went home, and no-one had posted by then. I didn't bother replying to my original post as I had no witty comeback for it, and let's face it, it was rather boring and had a spelling error in it.

Check! I'm not telling you which one(s) is/are true though, you'll have to ask my oh look a tree.

I hated fire drills when I was at school, especially in winter, they would allow you to take any of your stuff with you so we had to stand outside sans coat. Tres cool, and not in a good way.

That's not true, I'll bet you've not missed me.

Well, I'm off home, (nearly 7pm) I'll see you all tomorrow.

PS. It should be apparent by now that I'm not funny on this site, but them I'm not funny on the Frenzy site either.

PPS. And just once more because it sound funny: panties!

Yay, it's Bath Matt! Mysty DID miss Bath Matt; what does he think he's talking about?

Heh, that would be great to see someone walk into Toys R Us and ask for 'that panties game'. I'm sure you wouldn't get weird looks if you went into an actual video game store because the guys there probably would've played Apollo Justice and know what you're talking about, but Toys R Us? Yeah, you might get thrown out.

Speaking of things like that, I remember I found a list of stupid things to do in Wal*Mart or some other department store. Some of them were:

Hide in a clothing rack and yell "Pick me!" when people go by.

Walk up to a sales associate and say "There's a code 3 in housewares" just to see how they'd react.

Go into the gun department and spend a long time looking at them, then walk up to a sales associate and ask them if they know where the anti-depressants are.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

Haha! I'm gonna do that...well, no, because then they'd try and lock me up or something. When they put me on happy pills I had to sign something that said I wouldn't buy a gun for 5 years...even though I couldn't legally buy a gun within that time period anyway. It's rather amusing now that I think about it...

We have earthquake drills given that I live in in California, and it used to be fun to hide under desks or whatnot but now it's just nasty because there's gum under there and I keep hitting my head and I'm too tall to fit under the tiny desks - and I'm not even tall. (if that makes any sense...which it did when I wrote it...anyway...i should probably move on now....)

See, bath matt, we need you. If you had abandoned us Mysty probably would have stolen my magic panties! (She was getting jealous, I know it) *glares at Mysty*. Oh, and @_@. (Complete shock at the fact that you have yet to download music).

Alex shouldn't feel the need to worry, because Mysty is not jelous of her magic panties. Besides, I'm a glimmerous fop in-training; I have no use for magic panties.

I've never in my life lived out west, so I've never gone through earthquake drills. Except for one year when I was still too young to even remember, I've lived here in Maine.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.

"An epileptic with ADHD on drugs" has got to be the most interesting description EVER. That'd be a perfect line for someone's character to say.

Unfortunately, I think I'm going to be doing fantasy for Screnzy, so that'd be a major anachronism. :P I may just write it down for use somewhere else, though. Hehe.

I think it's interesting that one's signature is redundant over both NaNo.org and Screnzy.org. I'd put in the titles of my NaNovels, except I don't remember what I was planning to call my '04 attempt - if I even had anything in mind - and can't remember '06's title, either. I could look, but I tried '06 on a different machine, and I never got even fifty words in '04. Sad, no? (One of my local Wrimos called my '04 attempt a "spectacular failure" when I mentioned it at a pre-NaNo meet-up last year. xD)

I have a bunch of seals on my desk. Why they're there, I have no idea. Except maybe that my sibs like playing with them, and can't be arsed to put them back in my room. Hmmm.

To leave you on a really random note having nothing whatsoever to do with anything else in this thread, I have a backache. Boo.

NaNo'04: Fail.
NaNo'06: Fail.
NaNo'07: Win. :D
Screnzy!08: Fail.

I grok insanity! Do you?

Back-aches suck, especially if they're menstral-cycle caused. *coughmecough*

I actually found out about NaNoWriMo from Gaia Online; it's a big thing in the writers forum over there. I don't go on Gaia Online anymore because I realized how silly it was to worry about the things they did and how completely and utterly immature most of the 'writers' on there are. Plus, something they did to the site makes my computer now freeze every time I try to load a forums page.

I've been working on a lot of short stories lately. None of them have anything to do with my script, but they're fun to write :P. The most recent one, I got to use the term 'batshit orange dreidle'.

07 WriMo- A Boy By Any Other name. A (hopefully) riveting tale of crossdressing, drum-playing, and why your friends often know things about you before you do.