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Hey guys - Still officially closed this blog, but if anyone is interested in what I’m up to these days, I’ve recently opened up a commissions and art blog to keep track of all my projects and fanart, as well as host commissions where you can request pieces - all the information is available here. Hope you’re all still doing great and thanks again for the fun memories i made with this blog.
Hi there! It’s been a long time.
I am aware that I haven’t been on this blog in a very long time. When I left school and went to college, my schedule was incredibly busy and I was no longer able to be active on this blog. However, after five long years on this site, interacting with new people and making new friends, I couldn’t just forget it. I came back on once or twice, but unfortunately, somehow a hacker managed to get into my account, and made my blog into a virus. I was scared to come back for a while, worried that I’d disappoint people, or taint the view of the site I’d had with various links to porn websites.
However, I couldn’t leave it this way. I’ve loved my time on the site and my one last service to the people who I’ve met along the way, who saw me through my teenagerhood, will be to fix what had happened and bring this blog to an official close. Unfortunately I can’t come back to mod this blog and rp anymore. I know I’d love to try, there are still asks in my inbox untouched, but I know that if I tried, I’d be active for a week and then the cycle would continue again, so unfortunately it’s time for me to grow up and leave this defining feature of my childhood behind. Of course I’ll leave all the memories here, even the cringy ones I’d rather people not see!
For a final word, I would like to thank everyone I’ve met here, the good and bad and everything inbetween who has blessed me with their time. I won’t be coming back to answer any questions or say anything else here - this is my final goodbye. If you want to stay in touch and know what I’m up to now, then please go to https://loveboat-game.tumblr.com/, where you’ll find the project I’m currently working on. Good things are ahead, and I’ll be sure to use all the skills of artistry and creativity, I’ve built on this blog from rping as our favourite prosecutor. Thank you one more time, so much for the support, and being with me throughout one of the most defining portions of my life.
This has been a final word of positivity, and hope for the future, even if it means leaving behind what we’ve loved.
(Mob au) Pepper had expected this encounter to end differently, perhaps with some sort of agreement or her rival dead at her feet. But no. No she had to play into Miles Edgeworth's hand and end up getting herself captured. And so here she was, shamefully bound to a chair in his office. She'd put up quite a fight and wounded a large number of his men, though that did nothing to make her feel better about her current situation. Certainly not when she was sore, bleeding, and shamefully trapped.
“Hmph… I hope you realise how long it’s going to take to fix all this,” Edgeworth sighed frustratedly, sitting down at his desk opposite her. “Think yourself lucky I’m to tired to put up with any more of your idiocy, or I might be in the mind to punish you for injuring my men on top of this.”
He had to admit, she’d even had him worried for a moment. She was good, but they were on his soil - this was the only natural outcome of their meeting. However keen she had been to make a deal, he wasn’t the kind to make arrangements.
“I trust you’re comfortable there. You’ll be there for a while.”
previous reblogs: https://pepper-green.tumblr.com/post/162607435630/mob-au-pepper-had-expected-this-encounter-to-end
“.......” He hesitated for a moment, staring at her in an attempt to discern whether or not she was trying to trick him. After a moment, he came closer and knelt behind her tipped over chair.
“And where would one find these files, Green?” he questioned dryly. No doubt he wasn’t willing to let her out on a mere tip off.
today was a bad day for me so.. gumworth for the soul
Give Missile a treat 2k17.
Roses are red
Your testimony’s wrong
(Mob au) Pepper had expected this encounter to end differently, perhaps with some sort of agreement or her rival dead at her feet. But no. No she had to play into Miles Edgeworth's hand and end up getting herself captured. And so here she was, shamefully bound to a chair in his office. She'd put up quite a fight and wounded a large number of his men, though that did nothing to make her feel better about her current situation. Certainly not when she was sore, bleeding, and shamefully trapped.
“Hmph… I hope you realise how long it’s going to take to fix all this,” Edgeworth sighed frustratedly, sitting down at his desk opposite her. “Think yourself lucky I’m to tired to put up with any more of your idiocy, or I might be in the mind to punish you for injuring my men on top of this.”
He had to admit, she’d even had him worried for a moment. She was good, but they were on his soil - this was the only natural outcome of their meeting. However keen she had been to make a deal, he wasn’t the kind to make arrangements.
“I trust you’re comfortable there. You’ll be there for a while.”
“You need to ask?” he frowned, glaring at her and taking another smoke from his cigarette. “You’re a criminal… a killer. You’re one of those who feeds off of other people…” One of those who had lead to his own father’s death… before his own eyes.
But no, he wasn’t doing this for himself. He had to be the one in control of this town. Even if he had to do it by force, having disparaging gangs cause havoc would just lead to other innocent people suffering. He couldn’t let that continue in this town.
“Hmph… I wanted to hear what you had to say before this comes to an end for you.”
“And you’re just such a saint, aren’t you?” Pepper hissed, extremely irked by Edgeworth’s nerve. Who did he think he was? He was no better than her. No more merciful. At least she had some sense of honor and morality.
“I ‘feed’ off of this city’s underbelly. You call me a killer, but I hurt those who deserve to be hurt. This world, Mr. Edgeworth, is full of far worse people than myself. I should think it wouldn’t miss them.” She certainly didn’t. They lived in such a rotten, corrupt, damned world. Fairness didn’t exist. There was no justice beyond what people took for themselves.
“I’m a lot of things, but at the very least, I’m true to my word. You, on the other hand, are a sniveling, dishonest upstart. Though I shouldn’t have expected anything less from a von Karma.”
And he was going to pay horribly for what he had done. For what the von Karma’s had done.
Edgeworth froze as he heard that name, facing away from her with his shoulders hunched. After a deafening pause, he turned around and slapped her hard with the back of his gloved hand, a look of extreme anger on his face. “Don’t you dare mention that name in the same breath as me!” he hissed, clenching his fists. “I have nothing to do with that family anymore.”
After how he’d treated Miles and his own daughter, he didn’t want anything to do with that organisation anymore. Hopefully his old mentor thought he was dead, at least that would keep him off his back… He was almost as bad as Irving Green… Almost.
“How dare you, a Green talk back to me about morals and saintly-ness?” He growled. “I can’t wait to see you die…”
Pepper certainly hadn’t expected that, though she had learned long ago how to keep quiet in the face of pain. It would only give him satisfaction.
Instead, she remained still, head turned to the side and hair covering her eyes. She set her jaw, clenching her teeth tightly as the man spoke.
That was, until he did the one thing she couldn’t stand. He brought him into this. Were there roles reversed, Pepper would have done much more than slapped him across the face.
But at the same time, she felt as though she finally understood what this whole ordeal was really about.
“… Is that what this is about, then?” She asked, her cheek stinging and radiating with heat as she spoke. Her voice had fallen. It was darker. Sharper. Eerily devoid of anything. She turned her gaze to the man, her eyes ice.
“If you have any unfinished business with the old bastard, Mr. Edgeworth, you’ll have to take it up with his cold, rotting corpse. Whatever he did to you, I assure you it wasn’t anywhere close to what he did to me.”
[art source] “….” Her explanation silenced him for a moment, and he merely stared for a moment. After such however, he sighed softly and shook his head. “So that monster’s dead, is he?” he frowned and shook his head, taking another breath of his cigarette before pushing it into the ash tray. “Hmph… How did it happen? I only regret that I couldn’t have done it myself…” he sighed.
“Well… if I can’t get my revenge on him, I can at least make sure his family name dies with him.”
“Sorry to deny you the pleasure. I assure you, he didn’t go quickly.” No… after all he’d done, Pepper had dragged it out as long as possible.
“And what have I done, personally, to incur your wrath? Do you honestly think I wanted him as a father? Do you think he treated me well? He butchered me. Broke me. Ruined me. And yet somehow, in your mad pursuit of revenge, you think it fair to punish… me? For his actions? After I spent hours making him regret everything he’d ever done… dragging the minutes into a slow, agonizing eternity…”
It was quite clear she didn’t feel an ounce of regret towards her actions. Irving Green had deserved every torturous second and more.
“If that’s the case, then you really are a von Karma.”
Edgeworth had been listening to her as she spoke, almost ready to ask more about whether she was really so opposed to her father. He HAD even been beginning to consider letting her go. That was, until she said THAT.
In one swift motion, his hand swiped at the glass on his desk and he threw it at her, aiming to smash it over her head. “I told you not to mention that name here! One more time and I’ll make you suffer the way your father did!”
He kicked her chair shortly after, toppling her over onto the side. He was quick, trying to overwhelm her. “He and Green are just as bad as each other. Just like be tried to wipe out my family name, I’ll end yours before it can hurt anyone else. I was almost prepared to listen to you, but no. I think I’ll cut open your feet and watch you drain…” He hissed, seething at the talk of his mentor and her father.
The glass had missed, just barely, though Pepper was still reeling when Edgeworth kicked her chair. She fell with a horrible crash, a sharp cry escaping her as preexisting wounds were jostled and new ones were created.
“L-look, Edgeworth.” The woman choked, coughing up a small amount of blood. “I have nothing to do with what happened to you. I hadn’t even heard of your family before you made your mark on this city. As for the von Karmas… they murdered my mother in front of me when I was barely big enough to walk. They scarred me, beat me, ransomed me, and then dropped me at the doorstep of the bastard who’s name I’m stuck with.”
Both men had ruined her. One was dead, and she was determined to see the other follow. In order for that to happen, she had to like another day.
Which meant reasoning with the man in front of her, rather than antagonizing him.
“… You had nothing to do with what happened to me. I can’t imagine what you must have gone through, but can’t you just accept that I wasn’t any part of it? I’d much rather let all of this die with them.”
He was still reeling, seething with anger. He eventually managed to calm down enough to hear her speak, but was still pacing about the room out of her view. So she hated both men? He did too... at least they had that in common.
So they had a common goal, big whoop. He was still sure that the minute he untied her, she would try to kill him again...
"Hmph, and just so what if I believe you? We help each other kill the one who's left and end this as friends? This isn't a movie, you know. You'll have to try harder than that to convince me to just let you out." Though he was really considering not killing her, at least not yet.
“Scream to your heart’s content, Princess. No one can hear us out here.” - ;3c
The small girl sat trembling and tied up, her tiny lip quivering as she looked up at the man with wide, terrified emerald eyes. She looked incredibly young, clearly no older than six, but dark circles were carved under her traumatized eyes. She was skinny, much too skinny for her to be healthy. Her pale skin was lined with deep bruises. Scars. Healing cuts. Scrapes.
It was clear that she was far from treated well.
And she was afraid. Visibly terrified. She went silent at his words, her breathing shaky and uneven. Tears pricked in the corners of her eyes as she quickly averted her gaze.
He was going to hurt her.
Edgeworth paused, looking back at her with an almost uncertain expression. When he had ordered his men to kidnap a rival mob boss’ daughter, he had expected a young lady, or at least a teenager. He didn’t think himself as soft, but this was just… uncomfortable.
He didn’t even need to use a gun to threaten her.
Sighing softly after a moment, he snapped his fingers and pointed to the door, a sign for his goons to leave. He didn’t need them intimidating her too. And he didn’t need them seeing him be nice to a captive either…
“… Pepper, is it?” The young man asked, folding his arms. “Don’t worry, alright? I’m not going to hurt you.”
Pepper glanced at the man timidly as he spoke, unsure why he was making his men leave. Nor could she understand why he was seemingly trying to reassure her.
Not that she believed him for a moment. Despite how young he looked, she was sure he was bad.
Just like her father and his “friends”.
She opened her mouth to speak, only to shut it very quickly and give a feeble nod in response to his question.
He smiled a little as she appeared to calm down, if only a little, before sighing slightly again. There… had to be a better way to do this.
Glancing up, Edgeworth vanished behind her for a moment to grab something from his desk. Sitting back down opposite her, he appeared holding a paper bag with what appeared to be the logo of a cake on it. “These are sugar cookies from… a friend of mine who owns a bakery. I’ll give you one if you promise not to try and run away when I untie you?”
The small girl began to tremble as the man moved out of her view, shutting her eyes tightly and tensing horribly. She clearly fully expected Miles to hurt her as a form of exercising power. However, the sound of crinkling paper and him reassuming his previous position caused her to peek her open one of her eyes.
Cookies were the last thing she had expected to see. The poor thing was never allowed sweets, regardless of how much she liked them and their relative cheapness. Not that the skinny child looked like she was given much to eat to begin with.
Her stomach growled audibly, emerald eyes locked with the treats despite how much she knew she shouldn’t accept them. She supposed that, if the man in front of her really was horrible to her, she could always try to run after a few cookies.
“I…” She managed, biting her quivering lip and refusing to meet his gaze. Instead, she alternated between staring timidly at her feet and glancing at the tempting bag of sweets.
“D-do they have f-frosting…?”
He smiled slightly as she acknowledged his offer, clearly pleased that they were making headway. “Yes, they do,” he replied gently, before taking one out the bag to show her. “They’re fine, I promise.” In fact, he took a bite out of the one he was holding to show it wasn’t poisonous. “Mmh, delicious~”
Following that, he placed the bag down on the chair he had been sitting on, moving it slightly closer as he got up once more so she wouldn’t have to worry about taking it from his hands. With that, he moved around her chair to untie her, trying to be as gentle as possible.
It hadn’t been long since Miles’ father died. He was still wracked with grief, and unsure what to think. For one, he supposed he was fortunate enough to have been adopted by someone so soon, but then again, it was the man who had fought against his father in court for the last time... He hadn’t really spoken with the man very much. He seemed rather distant.
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Miles Edgeworth.
“.... Yes?”
I am alive!! and announcing my return to tumblr after the exam hiatus
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Quick Update:
Hello, it me, i am alive. I heard some ppl say they were worried about me, since there’s been a lot of trouble in Britain lately so just checking in to say i’m fine and alive and still on hiatus for exams. I’ll be back in around 3 weeks so no need to get worried about me <3
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