LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED
Character Name: Klavier Gavin
Series: Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney
Character Age: 24
Job: Stage Manager
Canon: Once upon a time, there were a trio of games about Phoenix Wright, the little defense attorney who could. He defended his clients from murder accusations and a great time was had by all (except the ones who ended up dead). But time moves on! Seven years later, and we have a new, even littler defense attorney on the scene: Apollo Justice. Fresh out of lawyer school, Apollo is a very vocal advocate of justice!!1 and tackles his trials with determination. Of course, where there’s a defense attorney, there’s a prosecutor: Klavier Gavin. Well… a prosecutor who moonlights as a rockstar.
Klavier’s attitude can sometimes belie the fact that he’s been a prosecutor since he was 17. Confident and almost always smiling, Klavier has a habit of poking fun at people and throwing random German into his sentences. A conversation with Klavier will usually involve hair flipping, lots of rock lingo and the occasional air guitar moment. There are times when Klavier loses his cool; things going wrong will aggravate his perfectionist streak and he can get pissy about bungled performances. What he seems to lack in a serious attitude, though, he makes up for in a true desire to see justice done for the right people. Win or lose, a case with Klavier is, legally speaking, bound to rock.
Sample Entry
Achtung! I think I speak for everyone when I say that we have to hurry things up if the show’s to go ahead. It’s true that we have a captive audience, but that doesn’t mean they’ll pay attention. People will do the strangest things when bored; that poor man hanging around the bathrooms cut through all those doors to get a new perspective. But don’t fret, Herr Johnny, your days of all work and no play are over. Still, magnetically attractive as my presence is, it will only ensure the women are in the audience; enticing the men and the undead is a whole other act! So let’s warm up before the main event, ja?
I had the pleasure of being invited here by the Fräulein Director to take charge of your amateur, indie performances so that they could be more exciting. She chose well, but I can tell already that it’ll be a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll in this place. I admit it’s easy to reach all the population when they are walled in, yet you must remember that an audience is made up of hundreds, all with different tastes! Some may not care for heartfelt ballads, as they don’t have the ears left to hear them; others might protest a ground shaking opus when it literally brings the house - and their body parts - down. But music should speak to what’s in people’s hearts! I guarantee our zombie fans will not mind the good vibrations if your rendition of “I’ll Stand By You Even Without Legs” rings true in their souls.
Ach, but I’m getting ahead of myself. After all, the staging of such things cannot go ahead when there’s no stage. A terrible oversight, to be sure, but not unfixable. It’s a shame the lake is full of corrosive waters, or we could have rigged a floating barge for a stage. We don’t want anyone’s performance to go Titanic, however, so I must apologise to Fräulein Tentacle Monster; she can buy the recordings at half price afterwards as compensation for her loss. Someone suggested earlier that the Mess Hall could be used, but I must say nein to that idea. The acoustics are terrible in there! The last thing I want is to sound ridiculous singing “My Funny Necro-Spine” because of the echoes! I don’t care how much the gorilla karaoke club sings its praises, especially with voices like those. No, it won’t happen. I trust you’ll come up with another solution, even if you have to build one yourselves.
One more thing. Having toured camp a few hours ago, I think it’s high time to get this party started. The atmosphere in this place is a serious mood killer. I’ve already seen the complaints that you’re trapped here in a “hellhole” on the venue review forms. Well, haven’t you heard of jailhouse rock? Your complaints will never be heard unless you really raise the roof, and those wandering around moaning about brains barely raise an eyebrow here. You have to fight for your right to party - and music is powerful weapon. It’s not just the zombies who start dropping beats when you’re tuning up; seems like every guitar solo I do ends with another toucan biting the dust. So with practice, you’ll be able to bring your tormentors to their knees in no time. Ah ha, but I should warn you to step back first; some of those spilling stomach acids will burn holes in your shoes better than any dance floor.
But enough chitchat, ja? The stage is heating up already, and I’m not talking about the volcano. Let’s rock!
((Voting went here: 89.3% in /o/))
Series: Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney
Character Age: 24
Job: Stage Manager
Canon: Once upon a time, there were a trio of games about Phoenix Wright, the little defense attorney who could. He defended his clients from murder accusations and a great time was had by all (except the ones who ended up dead). But time moves on! Seven years later, and we have a new, even littler defense attorney on the scene: Apollo Justice. Fresh out of lawyer school, Apollo is a very vocal advocate of justice!!1 and tackles his trials with determination. Of course, where there’s a defense attorney, there’s a prosecutor: Klavier Gavin. Well… a prosecutor who moonlights as a rockstar.
Klavier’s attitude can sometimes belie the fact that he’s been a prosecutor since he was 17. Confident and almost always smiling, Klavier has a habit of poking fun at people and throwing random German into his sentences. A conversation with Klavier will usually involve hair flipping, lots of rock lingo and the occasional air guitar moment. There are times when Klavier loses his cool; things going wrong will aggravate his perfectionist streak and he can get pissy about bungled performances. What he seems to lack in a serious attitude, though, he makes up for in a true desire to see justice done for the right people. Win or lose, a case with Klavier is, legally speaking, bound to rock.
Sample Entry
Achtung! I think I speak for everyone when I say that we have to hurry things up if the show’s to go ahead. It’s true that we have a captive audience, but that doesn’t mean they’ll pay attention. People will do the strangest things when bored; that poor man hanging around the bathrooms cut through all those doors to get a new perspective. But don’t fret, Herr Johnny, your days of all work and no play are over. Still, magnetically attractive as my presence is, it will only ensure the women are in the audience; enticing the men and the undead is a whole other act! So let’s warm up before the main event, ja?
I had the pleasure of being invited here by the Fräulein Director to take charge of your amateur, indie performances so that they could be more exciting. She chose well, but I can tell already that it’ll be a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll in this place. I admit it’s easy to reach all the population when they are walled in, yet you must remember that an audience is made up of hundreds, all with different tastes! Some may not care for heartfelt ballads, as they don’t have the ears left to hear them; others might protest a ground shaking opus when it literally brings the house - and their body parts - down. But music should speak to what’s in people’s hearts! I guarantee our zombie fans will not mind the good vibrations if your rendition of “I’ll Stand By You Even Without Legs” rings true in their souls.
Ach, but I’m getting ahead of myself. After all, the staging of such things cannot go ahead when there’s no stage. A terrible oversight, to be sure, but not unfixable. It’s a shame the lake is full of corrosive waters, or we could have rigged a floating barge for a stage. We don’t want anyone’s performance to go Titanic, however, so I must apologise to Fräulein Tentacle Monster; she can buy the recordings at half price afterwards as compensation for her loss. Someone suggested earlier that the Mess Hall could be used, but I must say nein to that idea. The acoustics are terrible in there! The last thing I want is to sound ridiculous singing “My Funny Necro-Spine” because of the echoes! I don’t care how much the gorilla karaoke club sings its praises, especially with voices like those. No, it won’t happen. I trust you’ll come up with another solution, even if you have to build one yourselves.
One more thing. Having toured camp a few hours ago, I think it’s high time to get this party started. The atmosphere in this place is a serious mood killer. I’ve already seen the complaints that you’re trapped here in a “hellhole” on the venue review forms. Well, haven’t you heard of jailhouse rock? Your complaints will never be heard unless you really raise the roof, and those wandering around moaning about brains barely raise an eyebrow here. You have to fight for your right to party - and music is powerful weapon. It’s not just the zombies who start dropping beats when you’re tuning up; seems like every guitar solo I do ends with another toucan biting the dust. So with practice, you’ll be able to bring your tormentors to their knees in no time. Ah ha, but I should warn you to step back first; some of those spilling stomach acids will burn holes in your shoes better than any dance floor.
But enough chitchat, ja? The stage is heating up already, and I’m not talking about the volcano. Let’s rock!
((Voting went here: 89.3% in /o/))