Apollo can never catch a break. He is pulled into this world naked (without even his bracelet, which has him freaking out immediately), and then he's dragged to a dungeon.
"Let me go! This is illegal!" Apollo thrashes in the grip of the apprentices, but he's a small man and there are four apprentices and also his hands are in shackles. "I'm an attorney! I know my rights!"
And he's ignored as he's thrown in a cell, some guards mockingly imitating him as they pass. Apollo jumps to his feet, bashing his shackles against the a bar. "Hey! You can't do this!"
But of course the apprentices just leave. Apollo's anger is enough to keep him puffed up for a good ten seconds after they leave, and then he deflates all at once, slumping down to the ground. "Damn it..."
Sharing food
Apollo may be small, but he's still a fully grown man. One meal a day is not enough.
His stomach aches and growls, but after he's scarfed down his salad and his bun, he notices his neighbor seems to be looking hungry too. Apollo chews the inside of his cheek, wondering if he can just pretend he doesn't notice, then he scolds himself internally for even thinking that.
"Hey." Apollo scoots closer to the side of his cell. "Did you want my meat? I'm full."
He's a lying liar who lies, but he means well.
Recreation
Apollo frowns in disappointment at what passes for recreation equipment around here, but hey, exercise is exercise he supposes. He's more interested in meeting the other people in the dungeon.
With the brazen confidence of someone who's never been to prison in his life, he approaches random people in the courtyard. "My name's Apollo Justice. Were you pulled here from somewhere else, too?"
He's not so sure he can really wrap his head around things like magic and other worlds, but he's not sure what other explanation there is for this madness.
Wildcard
[Does your character visit him? Want to play poker? Something else?]
Apollo Justice | Ace Attorney | ...Justice
Apollo can never catch a break. He is pulled into this world naked (without even his bracelet, which has him freaking out immediately), and then he's dragged to a dungeon.
"Let me go! This is illegal!" Apollo thrashes in the grip of the apprentices, but he's a small man and there are four apprentices and also his hands are in shackles. "I'm an attorney! I know my rights!"
And he's ignored as he's thrown in a cell, some guards mockingly imitating him as they pass. Apollo jumps to his feet, bashing his shackles against the a bar. "Hey! You can't do this!"
But of course the apprentices just leave. Apollo's anger is enough to keep him puffed up for a good ten seconds after they leave, and then he deflates all at once, slumping down to the ground. "Damn it..."
Sharing food
Apollo may be small, but he's still a fully grown man. One meal a day is not enough.
His stomach aches and growls, but after he's scarfed down his salad and his bun, he notices his neighbor seems to be looking hungry too. Apollo chews the inside of his cheek, wondering if he can just pretend he doesn't notice, then he scolds himself internally for even thinking that.
"Hey." Apollo scoots closer to the side of his cell. "Did you want my meat? I'm full."
He's a lying liar who lies, but he means well.
Recreation
Apollo frowns in disappointment at what passes for recreation equipment around here, but hey, exercise is exercise he supposes. He's more interested in meeting the other people in the dungeon.
With the brazen confidence of someone who's never been to prison in his life, he approaches random people in the courtyard. "My name's Apollo Justice. Were you pulled here from somewhere else, too?"
He's not so sure he can really wrap his head around things like magic and other worlds, but he's not sure what other explanation there is for this madness.
Wildcard
[Does your character visit him? Want to play poker? Something else?]