Character: Franziska von Karma
Series:
Phoenix WrightCharacter Age: 18
Canon: It's the year 2018, and due to the high crime rate, all criminal trials are concluded in three days, most with guilty verdicts. The world of Phoenix Wright is a high-intensity battle of wits between defense attorneys, witnesses lying at 20% of their true power, and hetero side characters. Enter Franziska von Karma, a German-raised prosecuting prodigy with a big cravat to fill. Daughter of the esteemed (albeit deranged) Manfred von Karma, Franziska is utterly obsessed with perfection. She loves to point out the foolishly foolish foolishness in others, usually by spouting off the word "fool' as many times as she can fit into a sentence. Franziska became a prosecutor at the age of 13, and has been whipping her way through legal cases since... literally. Her first trial against Phoenix Wright was the first case she had lost in her five-year career.
Note: The game highlights key words and phrases in orange.
Sample Post:
Ms. Elizabeth Sayre, you are more foolishly foolish than fool's gold mined in fool's paradise by foolishly foolish fools! Do you honestly think that you can get away with bringing me to this rank, dirty place and accusing me of murder? I am a von Karma. I wouldn't waste my time executing some no-name no one in the middle of nowhere! I'll be serving you not only with a subpoena, but a dry cleaning bill. Blood is one thing, but if my whip has so much as even one little stain from this ugly swamp or its undead inhabitants, I will see to it that you are sentenced the maximum penalty!
Enjoy what little time you have left, because I am already building a flawless case. Wrongful imprisonment, child endangerment, non-consentual beastiality, health code violations, fatal vore, tax evasion... just wait until I find out where you've been getting those hearts you've been hiding in all the candelabras!
Ah, but that is just the opening act. As an encore, I will prove not only that your name is not actually Ms. Elizabeth Sayre... but that there never was an Elizabeth Sayre to begin with! Gather round, campers, as I prove that this ridiculous "Director" you fear so foolishly is but a mere puppet of Mr. Stephen Debussey, who faked his own death in order to cover up the terrible truth of his fiancée's real identity...
His 'fiancée'? A horse.
My decisive witness is ambling to the stand as we speak. Witness! What is your name and occupation? ...As you can clearly hear, his name is Brian, and he is a brain surgeon. Do not give me those imbecilic stares! Of course I speak zombie! What are they teaching schoolchildren these da-
Excuse me? I know you didn't just interrupt me, because you can't have already forgotten what pain is! ...What do you mean, I can't prosecute here without a degree in internet lawyering? I'll pass your idiotic /b/ar test with my eyes closed! You... you fool-loving, foolishly fool-hardy... fooly McFool fools!
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