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Ya'll ever wanted to read a story where Phoenix adopted Apollo when he was a kid...? YOU EVER WANTED TO READ A STORY OF TWO BELOVED CHARACTERS GOING THROUGH TRAUMA...!?

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The Found Turnabout

Summary: When Apollo Justice was literally shipped off from Khura'in back to his native country in America, he had issues from bouncing from foster home to foster home - that is until one day in the courthouse he met Phoenix Wright at the age of twelve years old. With a new found family and starting to learn the legal ropes early, Apollo joins Phoenix Wright on some of the earlier cases and the downfalls.

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Chapter 1 - Shipped off

Apollo couldn’t believe that he was being forced out of the country of Khura’in – his home.

            Dhurke Sahdmadhi, the man whom Apollo was raised by and considered him his foster father, told him this was for the best for right now. Things were getting a little rougher in Khura’in since the Defense Culpability Act was in full swing. People were committing crimes and framing each other for petty things – and since there were barely any Defense Attorneys, any accused were for the most part were found guilty on the spot.

            Since Apollo Justice was not of Khura’in descent – with his dark brown hair and eyes, and fair skin - he would eventually be an easy target to frame. He could very well one day be accused of a crime and be thrown in prison.

            Or worse – be convicted to death.

            So that was why Dhurke had sent nine-year-old Apollo Justice back to the United States, the country he was originally from.

            Why Apollo was living in Khura’in was a mystery. He was always told that his parents were travelling musicians and stayed in the country for a month or two when he was baby. His father had died suddenly, and his mother abandoned him out of grief or probably not wanting to raise a child alone. He didn’t know – and mostly he didn’t want to know.

            Absently, Apollo rubbed his golden bracelet that was on his left wrist as he sat in the dark crate Dhurke put him in. The bracelet was the only thing he had from his mother, and despite being told he was abandoned, he never took it off. Inwardly he sighed, feeling the gentle rocking of the waves of the large cargo ship he was hidden on.

            Of all the things to put me on… he put me on a stupid boat…

            Apollo was stuck in that crate for the past three days, only a small bag in his hands with the very few possessions he had and enough food and a canteen of water to last a week. The boy shuddered at the memory of where he had to use the bathroom for the last couple of days.

            America better worth it, Dhurke… Apollo thought bitterly to himself. And you promised you’d come back for me.

            What felt like an eternity, Apollo felt his crate being lifted. He suppressed his urge to yelp, slapping both hands over his mouth. The crate moved as two muffled grunts complained about the crate being “much heavier than before”.

            I don’t weigh that much, jerks!

            As soon as the crate was set down and Apollo heard their voices inch away, he lifted the lid of the crate and squinted his eyes at the harsh sunlight.

            He was at a port – seagulls gulling as waves crashed into the walls of the port. Men and women were carrying many goods and trade from large ships, and there were luxury cruise liners as well that were dropping off and picking up passengers.

            Apollo’s brown eyes widened; he had never seen so many different types of people in one spot. The people of Khura’in were all similar in traits – either with black or dark brown hair and many with darker eyes than his own and lovely tanned or vanilla colored skin. Here at this port alone there was yellow hair, red hair, black hair, green eyes, teal eyes, blue eyes, skin whiter than his own, skin dark and smooth as chocolate; everyone was a rainbow of colors from around the world… it was a sight to see.

            Maybe this will be an interesting place…

            “HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, KID!?”

            Apollo cursed under his breath in Khura’inese.

            A large, burly man with curly silver hair and a beard to match picked Apollo up from the back of his red tank top, the boy dangling like he was a sack of rice.

            “You a stowaway!?” the burly man demanded, spit spraying on Apollo’s face.

            Apollo, being scared and not knowing what to do, he did the only thing he could think of doing – he teared up and started frantically crying in Khura’inese. He knew they couldn’t understand him, but all he was saying his that he wanted to be home with his foster dad and brother.

            The burly man’s eyes widened in shock and then he looked both ways in confusion and sudden panic.

            “Uh, look kid,” he began softly. “I didn’t mean to make ya cry… Let’s get ya to the cops so they can find your parents.”

            “I DON’T HAVE PARENTS!” Apollo screamed in perfect English, albeit a slight Khura’inese accent. He cried some more – legit large tears streaming from his eyes and loud wails bellowing from him, the realization finally hitting him.

            My dad’s dead… mom left me… and now Dhurke got tired of me… am I that bad?

            As promised the burly man still took Apollo to the police. The man explained that he had found Apollo peaking from the crate, and it seemed he was a stowaway from a recent cargo trip from Khura’in.

            The detective that was at the desk processing Apollo, Dick Gumshoe, who was a rather large man but looked nothing more like a scruffy puppy. Gumshoe had taken Apollo’s small bag and looked through the measly possessions – one extra red shirt, a pair of shorts, extra food, his canteen, and his birth certificate that was in Khura’inese.

            “So,” Gumshoe began, his voice low and gruff, but still kind. “You got a name, kid?”

            Apollo glanced at the detective with large eyes. This man seemed a lot nicer than the guards in Khuar’in. The moment he would’ve been caught back home they would’ve given him the guilty verdict immediately – even as a child.

            “Apollo,” the boy replied, his voice small, his English still having a Khura’inese accent. “Apollo Justice.” The chair he was sitting in felt very large to him, his feet barely touching the ground.

            Gumshoe looked at him oddly. “From someone who is from a different country, you sure don’t have their kind of name,” he blurted, almost automatically.

            Apollo cocked his head to the side, his two tendrils of hair drooping along. “That’s a little rude,” he deadpanned.

            The detective gave a sheepish look and rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah… it was. Sorry ‘bout that…” he apologized. He then looked at the paperwork on his desk he was preparing. “Anyway, kid, since it seems you are here by yourself in Los Angeles, we have to find you a foster home for the night before we can find you a more permanent foster care unit.”

            Apollo obviously knew what “foster” was – he considered Dhurke and his son his foster family. But the way Gumshoe was talking made it seem like America passed children along like they were a book in a library.

            “You mean… I don’t stay there… forever?” Apollo asked in confusion.

            Gumshoe gave a grimace. “I don’t know how things were done in… in…” he tried to read the name of the country on the paperwork but completely butchered it. “Cure-on, but in the good ol’ U S of A, there is a big process we have to do.”

            Apollo narrowed his eyes. “Khura’in,” he corrected. He muttered under his breath curses in Khura’inese.

            The scruffy detective gave a shrug. “Sorry kid, but that is how things are done here,” he said. He then looked at the paper in his hands. “Luckily, we have a couple of people on standby for emergencies that can take someone in very last minute while we look for a more suitable family.”

            Apollo then grumbled, his arms crossed, “What if I don’t want to go?”

            Gumshoe gave him a sad look, his own brown eyes showing pity. “Unfortunately, you don’t have a choice, pal,” he sighed, a budding frustration coming to the surface. “I’ve dealt with a few runaways-”

            “I didn’t run away!” Apollo interrupted angrily. “I was put in the crate was told I had to go back to my home country!” His voice was gradually getting louder and louder, it was to the point where the detective had to cover his ears.

            “Damn, pal!” Gumshoe cried out. “You always this loud?!”

            Apollo then started shouting in long string of curses in Khura’inese, his voice practically causing the few pictures in the small office to rattle. After the 3-minute tirade, Apollo had been standing on the chair, panting, his finger pointing at the detective.

            The phone on the detective’s desk then rang and he picked it up. “Yeah, pal?” he gruffly greeted. “They’re here? Okay.” Gumshoe gave a sigh. “Alright, pal, looks like the person we called is here to take you in for the next couple of days until we can find a more permanent foster family for you.” Gumshoe then got up from his chair and grabbed his tan trench coat.

            Apollo then grabbed his pitiful bag and slowly followed the scruffy detective. They had been in that small office for hours, the fluorescent lights above them as they walked through the precinct glowed unnaturally, a soft hum accompanying their steps.

            As they passed by the windows, Apollo noticed that it was now dark outside. He barely saw any stars in the sky. The tall buildings in the city dotted the skyline, the lights creating a soft glow in the distance.

            This is different from Khura’in…

            In the lobby was a plump woman with caramel colored hair streaked with grey tied in a neat bun. She had a very soft, warm looking face with olive colored skin and a pair of golden eyes. With her lavender colored blouse and black dress pants with loafers, she looked like a very kind business lady. She gave Apollo a warm smile.

            “Hello, you must be Apollo,” she greeted. “My name is Aria Commons, you’re going to be staying with me for the next couple of days.” She sounded nice enough.

            “Hap’piraki,” Apollo greeted, using the traditional greeting in Khura’in.

            Aria beamed, “Oh, they mentioned you’re bilingual!” she gave a little clap. “You even have a little accent! That’s adorable!”

            Apollo felt his face fall and his hair droop.

            I’m not adorable…

            “Come on dearie, you must be exhausted,” Aria cooed. “You can have a nice bath and a warm dinner at the house.”

            Apollo did like the sound of a warm bath… usually him and his foster brother Nahyuta had to take river water and bring it to the cabin in the mountains where they lived. Most of the time even though they boiled it the water would get cold.

            So, he had no choice but to follow Aria Commons out of the precinct, giving Detective Dick Gumshoe a small wave goodbye behind him. Once they stepped outside Apollo realized just how cold he was outside only being in a tank top and shorts – for the most part in Khura’in was always warm all year. He didn’t even know what month it was… but he did notice some people were wearing jackets.

            “I have a jacket in the car for you, Apollo,” Ari informed him. She then led him to a small black coupe and opened the back passenger door to get him inside.

            Apollo looked inside the car oddly. He’s never seen a car. Khura’in didn’t have cars.

            “You can get inside, sweetie,” Aria gently told him.

            “Where’s the cart?” Apollo asked. “With the yaks and horses to pull?”

            Aria looked taken aback. “I-I’m sorry?” she sputtered, her trying to keep her warm smile.

            “I don’t know what this is,” Apollo replied, legitimately confused, as he pointed at the coupe. “Do you call a yak to come and then we leave…? Or…?” He then noticed along the street the other things like what was before him, lights blaring and horns honking.

            Apollo then felt something warm put around his shoulders – it was a red jacket.

            “I’m guessing you guys don’t have cars where you’re from, huh?” Aria laughed, the corners of her eyes crinkling. She then guided him to get in the car and assisted him on getting his seatbelt on. “Cars a very nice form of transportation, especially here in the big city.”

            “Cars?” Apollo echoed.

            This is different from Khura’in…

            And he didn’t don’t how to feel about it.

            Aria then got in the car and started it, pulling away from the precinct. The movements of the vehicle made Apollo’s stomach churn; he felt his face flush with a sickness. There was more than once where he almost vomited in the vehicle.

            This is not like the carriages or bikes at home…

            Home.

            He wasn’t home in Khura’in anymore. Tears welled in his eyes once again, but he refused to make a sound. He couldn’t. He did enough crying for one day.

            After a half hour of stomach-churning driving, Aria had finally got the two to their destination. It was a small one-story home in the suburbs, made of brick with light shrubbery in the front to accent everything.

            Aria helped Apollo unbuckle himself, noticing his face. “Oh dearie, you look green,” she commented worriedly. “Let’s get you inside. You must’ve got motion sickness from the car ride.” The woman led him into the house and turned on the lights, the two immediately greeted by two gray cats.

Apollo nearly jumped when one of them brushed against his leg and meowed. Realizing it was just a cat, he bent down and picked it up to hold. There were a few stray cats that came to their home in the mountains back in Khura’in, so he was used to them.

“Follow me, Apollo,” Aria gently commanded. “Let’s get you washed up.”

Aria led Apollo through the small house. It was quite quaint, the living room having only a dark gray couch and matching recliner with a TV mounted on the wall front and center. The kitchen was attached to the living room and dining room, few appliances on the white counters with a stainless streel fridge. Once Aria finally got Apollo to the bathroom, she began to run the bath for him, adding bath salts and bubbles; at the sound of the water the cat immediately jumped out of his arms.

“I’ll be back with a change of clothes for you,” Aria informed him. She gave him a glance over and looked over the clothing he had in his bag. “I should have something that fits you.”

The tub was filling, and Apollo could feel the steam from the water brushing against his skin, and the smell was so much different from home. The soaps used in Khura’in were typically a light lavender scent and on occasion peaches as that was popular. But this was a scent that Apollo couldn’t put his finger on, it was indeed more flowery but not a flower he could pinpoint.

“Here you are dearie,” Aria then said as she set a long sleeved red and white t-shirt, a pair of black pajama pants, clean white socks, and red boxers on the counter next to a fluffy blue towel. She also had a red toothbrush and small sample sized toothpaste in what looked like a plastic bag that was pre-packaged along with sample shampoo and body wash.

“Why do you have all this stuff…?” Apollo asked curiously.

Aria gave a sad shrug. “So many kids get in bad situations and need a temporary place to stay…” she explained. “I have clothes for boys and girls from babies to teenagers, toys, bedding, and these little packages for toiletries for when they move on to the next home.”

Apollo subconsciously touched his bracelet. Everything seemed fine.

“Don’t you have kids that need this stuff?” he then asked.

Aria gave a dark chuckle, “Oh, dearie. I don’t need my own children when I can help others. It’s okay.”

A tightness gripped on his wrist, the way Aria had put her left hand on her stomach, it all seemed like… she wasn’t telling the full truth.

But Apollo was not going to pry. This woman, this very kind woman, was opening her home for him to be in for the time being. He had a rough few days being in cramp crate on that ship, he should just do what Aria says.

“I’ll take the bath now,” Apollo then stated, changing the subject. “Thank you very much.” He then also used the traditional word for thanks in Khura’inese with a slight bow.

Aria then left Apollo in the bathroom as he gave himself a wash. The water felt hot, almost boiling against his skin. In the mountains he never had water this hot, it was almost like the dirt was already peeling off him before he started scrubbing.

Once he was done, he drained the water and dried himself off with the towel. The mirror was steamed up, so he wiped it to see his reflected more clearly for the first time since arriving to America.

Thick, dark bags were under his large brown eyes. Apollo had always been pale, at least compared the others in Khura’in, but looking at himself in the mirror now revealed how almost sickly he looked. His cheeks almost looked hollow, but it could’ve been from the lighting, because he was always nicely fed back at home and only a few days in the crate didn’t starve him when he had the bad of food to eat. Water dripped from the tendrils of his brown hair, which he promptly dried for them to stick right back up naturally.

With a sigh, he dressed in the given clothes. When he opened the door of the bathroom to the hallway, both the gray cats were sitting there waiting for him. They both did a yawn and a stretch, the one that rubbed on him earlier gave a squeak of a meow.

“Apollo, you’re done?” Aria called from the kitchen. Apollo could hear the water running, it was possible she was doing dishes. But an unfamiliar scent hit his nostrils, but he could tell it was food. “Come to the kitchen and have something to eat, I bet you’re hungry. Just leave your dirty clothes in the bathroom, I’ll take care of it later, dearie.”

Apollo did as was told and left his belongings in the bathroom. He made his way to the small kitchen/dining area where he passed by earlier. On the small table was a plate for him it seemed like; some meat on bread with a side of something a golden yellow.

“Have a seat, dearie,” Aria ordered gently as she pulled out the chair for him.

“You don’t eat on the floor?” Apollo asked curiously and in confusion. In Khura’in most people ate on the floor with small tables. Only the royal family, the Khura’in family, had the highest honor of having luxury tables and items.

Aria blinked for a moment. “Oh, they did mention you were from an Eastern country,” she said. “I don’t get many foreign children here. So, if you prefer to eat on the floor like you’re used to you can.”

Apollo shook his head as he took the seat in the chair. “No, it’s fine. I’ll sit here since I’m in America now,” he told her. He looked at the plate and then put his hands together, his fingers in a different position than a traditional prayer. He began a small prayer in Khura’inese, the same one he, Dhurke, and Nahyuta would say before meals back at home. Once he was done, he picked up the bread/meat object and took a bite. His eyes immediately widened as the flavors exploded in his mouth.

He was not used to this kind of food. Most of the food he ate were rice based with little meat. It was mainly rice and vegetables since they grew their own where they lived. If they did happen to have any meat, it was a super special occasion like Nahyuta’s or Apollo’s birthdays where they had pork or chicken.

“I don’t think you have hamburgers where you’re from, huh dearie?” Aria chuckled, a large smile on her face/

The boy shook his head as he continued to eat. His stomach growled, him just realizing how hungry he was. Once he was done consuming the food, he then downed the milk that he was given in a glass.

He finally then brushed his teeth from the small pre-packed bag he was given, and Aria then lead him down the pale-yellow hallway to small room at the end.

It was small, the walls mint green color; it seemed it was meant to be gender neutral. In one corner there was crib with a changing table next to it, the table filled to the brim with different sized diapers, creams, and powders. Under the window on the western wall was twin bed, it looked like it had fresh bedding on it of a pale red color. There was a dresser next to the bed, each drawer had a plate that had a dry erase board on it; each one was written in Apollo’s name and what the contents were inside, such as underwear, socks, pants, and shirts.

He opened the contents of the drawers, and many articles of clothing were in similar size to what he was given. A lot of the colors were mainly red and white with the occasional black.

She likes to give me red things… How did she know my favorite color was red?

Aria had assisted Apollo into the bed so that she can tuck him in, the covers feeling tight around him. She then noticed that he was still wearing his bracelet.

“Did you want to take that off?” she then asked gently.

“I don’t take it off,” he replied simply, almost too quickly. “I was told it was from my mom.”

Aria didn’t pry and just gave a smile. “Alright then, dearie,” she whispered as one of the cats jumped on the bed and curled next to Apollo. She then went towards the door where the light switch was and before she shut off the light she whispered, “Good night, Apollo.” She shut the door behind her, which seemed to be okay as at the bottom was a special cat door for the cats to get in and out nicely.

Apollo didn’t stay in the bed long; he got out of the very tucked in sheets and opened the curtains of the window above him to see the city skyline in the distance. It was almost like he could hear the buzzing of people and cars and just the energy of everything there.

And he hated it.

He wanted to be home in Khura’in where he could see the Milky Way and shooting stars all night. He wanted to be in the cabin with Dhurke and Nahyuta telling stories. He just wanted to be with them.

His first full day in America and this is all he was doing…

Tears stung his eyes, and he felt the warm drops hit his fisted hands.

“I’m fine…” he softly cried. “I’m fine…”

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This is why I read the reddit comments

#researching objects for the blind for one au fan fic #i kept getting ads #researching a diagram of a car to find out a name of ONE part for a character could slam their head into it for a car accident #also kept getting ads #did research as well on specific magic tricks and stage shows #you guessed it #i got ads #sadly #there was no anal

[azuramarigold]

Tempted to write a "Spy x Family" / "Ace Attorney" crossover of some sort...

Phoenix Wright works a day job as a lawyer but is a spy in reality. So he would be "Loid"/Twilight

Maya uses her Spirit Medium powers to help victims find their killers an assassinate them. She would be Yor/Thorn Princess.

Trucy and Pearl are "Anya" ... since Pearl as spiritual power she helps Maya. Trucy is adopted by Phoenix and her level of perception is almost like "mind reading" to some people since they're shocked that she knows they're lying or know what they're doing with something.

Apollo and Athena.... I'll throw them in cause I like them.

I'll figure it out.

#ace attorney #ace attorney fandom #fanfiction #ace attorney fanfiction #phoenix wright #phoenix wright ace attorney #naruhodō ryūichi #apollo justice #apollo justice ace attorney #maya fey #pearl fey #trucy gramarye #trucy wright #spy x family #crossover

[azuramarigold]

[azuramarigold]

I made this in like... 20 mins because this such a "The Found Turnabout" Apollo thing to say to Canon Phoenix and Phoenix would just be... "Why... why would I just do that...?"

This is the original picture I saw and Batman instantly reminded me of Phoenix.

Ya'll can totally read "The Found Turnabout" on AO3, only if ya want to 😘

#ace attorney #meme #Apollo justice #Phoenix wright #ace attorney meme #apollo justice ace attorney #Phoenix wright ace attorney #the found turnabout #fanfiction #ao3 #archive of our own #ace attorney fanfiction #batman #alternate universe #diverse canon

[azuramarigold]

Mia and Phoenix are the ultimate bullshitters in the series.

Apollo is just like - "Come on guys... can we get through a trial normally?"

Mia and Phoenix: "NO! SAY THE WITNESS COMITTED THE MURDER WHILE SCUBA DIVING!"

it’s funny how mia fey always comes across as a wise, calm, confident mentor who knows what she’s doing, when in reality, she is the ultimate ‘bullshit ‘til you make it’ person in the game. that’s her whole technique as a lawyer. that’s what she’s taught phoenix. if phoenix is a masterful bullshitter, mia fey is a god-level bullshitter, so much so that when phoenix is in a bad situation while working on a case and feels like there’s nothing more to do but accept defeat, she comes back from the dead not to give him direct clues that would make solving the case easier, but to tell him ‘no, phoenix, you haven’t given your all yet, man. there’s still so much bullshitting you can do. the judge’s eye isn’t even twitching, dude, there’s still so much time to talk about how the witness didn’t see a tiny scratch on the floor or some shit, go for it’

#ace attorney

[azuramarigold]

Holy shit this is amazing- but I have no artistic talent whatsoever 😭😭

If ya'll ever need a VA for random shit, HMU.

[RECRUITING] Apollo Justice Dating Simulator

“Four love interests,

Three days,

Two Murders,

One Mafia,

One Attorney.

Who will survive and who will die?”

Hello hello Ace Attorney fans. My name is Elmo and I’m the leader of the Apollo Just-Ass Fangame Project (name of game to be confirmed).

This is an ongoing project that is NON-PROFIT. Meaning, whatever we do is FREE and on a volunteer basis. We do not seek to make any profit from this fangame whatsoever (cuz we don’t own Ace Attorney and that would be illegal) but we want to create a fun game that would entertain fans of Ace Attorney.

GAME PREMISE

Ace Attorney is a franchise filled with ships. Have you ever thought of controlling Apollo and immersing yourself in the thrill of a case where the stakes are high? Imagine a game where YOU get to choose what Apollo does and who he dates.

Think of this game as Apollo Justice Ace Attorney mashed with your average dating simulator (no, not Drammatical Murder).

That’s (W)right! We’re making an Ace Attorney dating simulator with our main character, Apollo! It’s about time we gave him some love, don’t ya think?

But we aren’t making him Aoba, no. We’re mashing up the game mechanics of Ace Attorney and dating simulators to create this fangame featuring the top Apollo ships of the fandom.

We plan to make this game interactive with a thrilling case, examination scenes a là Ace Attorney Investigations, and of course, courting the person of your choice.

The game is set after the events of Dual Destinies but before the beginning of Spirit of Justice.

SUMMARY: Wocky Kitaki accidentally involves himself with the murder of a rival mafia head’s daughter. It just so happens that Apollo Justice becomes his defense attorney (again). Join Apollo as he fights to take down the dangerous Dvena Calla mafia before they hurt the one he loves - Klavier, Athena, Ema or Juniper - Apollo has to choose.

Exciting! But in order to make this a reality, we need HELP! That’s where you come in.

!!! WE ARE RECRUITING !!!

As of now, the main plot of the game has been decided and the Story Division is in full swing developing character routes.

However, we severely lack people in the Art Division. But before I state the roles needed to be filled, let me inform you of the benefits of joining the Team.

Make friends with like-minded Ace Attorney fans

Gain experience in making a fangame.

Good for portfolios

Gain experience in working with a diverse group of people online.

Challenging yourself to step out of your comfort zone. With such a huge project, you’re bound to learn lots of things and work with people from all over the world.

Anyway, here are the roles we are recruiting for!

CHARACTER ARTISTS

Designing and drawing characters for the use of sprites in-game. As a character artist, you are expected to draw and develop a style for the characters both canon and non-canon.

Able to draw digitally (highly recommended but not compulsory)

Able to adapt and draw in a specific style (including semi-realism, chibis, stylised styles)

Able to work with other artists in coming up with a style

SPRITE MAKERS

These are the people who will be bringing characters to life by animating sprites! You are expected to work with the Character Artists to bring our characters to life.

Able to work in a team

BACKGROUND ARTISTS (x2/3)

As a background artist, you are in charge with coming up and creating backgrounds for all locations. You must be creative and develop the background for each scene.

Good at drawing urban areas, interiors, realistic backgroundsAble to do so digitally

Able to work with the other artist in developing each background

SOUND TECHS/MUSICIANS (x2/3)

Sound effects and background music makes any Ace Attorney game come to life. As a sound tech or musician, you are expected to either source for these sounds or create and compose your own music for the game!

Able to work in a team.

PROGRAMMER (x1)

The people who bring the game to life. You are expected to work with our current programmer in developing the code for the game.

Knowledge of C++ is required Good to have knowledge of Cocos 2D Game Library (not required)

Willing to learn new things and collaborate with current programmer.

SOCIAL MEDIA MANAGER (x1)

The person who communicates the game’s progress to the world. You will be in charge of maintaining the team’s Tumblr, Instagram, and Phoenix Wright Amino accounts. You are expected to update these accounts at least once a month at a fixed date.

Knowledge in advertising, marketing and public relations

Knowledge in using Tumblr and Instagram

Able to create content such as images/posters for these posts through editing applications such as Photoshop.

REQUIREMENTS FOR ALL ROLES

As this is a pretty big project, we will need dedicated people who are able stay in for the complete duration of the project. These requirements are:

Able to download Telegram. It is a messaging app and our base of operations.

Able to discuss the game’s development on Fridays

Able to think and work independently during the course of the week

LONG TERM COMMITMENT REQUIRED. At very least, a year.

Able to contribute to group discussions with ideas and work with other people

Not afraid to make mistakes and improve.

I would like to recruit a committed team to this very big project in order to make it a success. However, life will always come first and I understand that not everyone will be able to work on the game 24/7. Hence, meetings only take place once a week over Telegram and later on, Skype. You are expected to work independently and meet deadlines when they are set or to find a compromise with the division head.

HOW TO APPLY Drop a message on this account stating what role you are interested in. You can also email [email protected] with all the necessary information!

The following artists are required to submit relevant portfolios to the role they are interested in:

Character Artists

Sprite Maker

Background Artists

Musicians (who are interested in making original music for the game)

The following roles require a resume/portfolio to be submitted:

Programmer

Social Media Manager

Other positions just need to drop me a note! In your message, please also answer the following questions:

How dedicated will you be to the project?

How well do you work in a team? Are you able to contribute beyond what your role entails?

If you were given a deadline, how would you react to it?

How would you rate your skill level when it comes to the position you’re after?

Any concerns?

Let me know in the ask box if you have any questions! All applicants will be subjected to a short interview. Successful applicants will be invited to join the relevant chats and divisions!

So, are you willing to help Apollo fight the mafia and find love? Join us to make it happen!

#ace attorney #gyakutensaiban #apollo justice #apollo justice ace attorney #klapollo #emapollo #empollo #fangame #aa4 #justicykes #junipollo #aa5 #athena cykes #klavier gavin #juniper woods #ema skye