一柳 弓彦 | Sebastian "better than you" Debeste (
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auste, you haven't even finished the game!!! (a sebastian debeste open post)
[OKAY I HAVEN'T PUT MORE ICONS IN YET but if you want to help me voice test this doofus, go for it! I have prompts but if you have any more ideas, chuck them at me and let's do this thing!
I've been spoiled on a few things about the last case, which is where I am, but nnnno more spoilers for now, please. I've finished up to Beginning, Part 2 of AAI2-5 and I'll be very slow in finishing because ew law school hahaha.
NEVER MIND I'M DONE WITH THE GAME.]
PROMPT A:
[Sebastian is hanging out near one of the courthouse vending machines, pointing to various items for sale on the display with his baton. He squints...really hard...at the prices.]
Six dollars for two Swiss rolls? Maybe...maybe they're the best Swiss rolls, that's why they're expensive!
[He starts digging in his pockets for cash. Hopefully he didn't forget his wallet at home. Hopefully. But from the way he's frantically rooting around in every pocket he has - those in his pants, even those in his special red jacket - one can tell that there's really no hope. Sebastian has even started to mumble to himself.]
Mmmnnn...
PROMPT B:
[Or you might find him on a crime scene. There has been a break-in at the nearest jewelry store, and Sebastian has been placed in charge of the case. He crouches down to look at the shattered glass on the sidewalk, which has some ripped pieces of cloth with a green swirling cloud pattern on them mixed in. Police are milling about, the media are hungry for a scoop (uh-oh) and the whole place is a bustling hub of activity. Sebastian is animatedly talking about the case (probably with you, or with the officers who have subjected themselves to his conversation) but he may get some of his words wrong, as always.]
This is a case of wrecking and bantering - um, I mean...
[Breaking and entering, Sebastian.]
PROMPT C:
[If you want to be the best, you have to study like the rest. Sebastian is at the law section of the library, piling up book after book in his arms with a strange, dogged determination. Law books, however, happen to be very thick and heavy things, so he is beginning to teeter as he tries to maintain his balance. Nonetheless, he continues walking on, pulling out more volumes with only cursory looks at their spines]
Unnhhh...aaah...
[Sebastian staggers out of the shelves, waddling like a duck until he trips and falls, scattering books everywhere.]
Oh no!
[That "oh no" is loud enough to make the entire library (including you?) shush him soundly. Ohhh, the humiliation. His face is turning red as he scrambles to pick everything up again.]
WILDCARD!
[Throw me a prompt and let's see what we can do! Unfortunately I'm not interested in shipping, and this child is underage.]
NEVER MIND I'M DONE WITH THE GAME.]
PROMPT A:
[Sebastian is hanging out near one of the courthouse vending machines, pointing to various items for sale on the display with his baton. He squints...really hard...at the prices.]
Six dollars for two Swiss rolls? Maybe...maybe they're the best Swiss rolls, that's why they're expensive!
[He starts digging in his pockets for cash. Hopefully he didn't forget his wallet at home. Hopefully. But from the way he's frantically rooting around in every pocket he has - those in his pants, even those in his special red jacket - one can tell that there's really no hope. Sebastian has even started to mumble to himself.]
Mmmnnn...
PROMPT B:
[Or you might find him on a crime scene. There has been a break-in at the nearest jewelry store, and Sebastian has been placed in charge of the case. He crouches down to look at the shattered glass on the sidewalk, which has some ripped pieces of cloth with a green swirling cloud pattern on them mixed in. Police are milling about, the media are hungry for a scoop (uh-oh) and the whole place is a bustling hub of activity. Sebastian is animatedly talking about the case (probably with you, or with the officers who have subjected themselves to his conversation) but he may get some of his words wrong, as always.]
This is a case of wrecking and bantering - um, I mean...
[Breaking and entering, Sebastian.]
PROMPT C:
[If you want to be the best, you have to study like the rest. Sebastian is at the law section of the library, piling up book after book in his arms with a strange, dogged determination. Law books, however, happen to be very thick and heavy things, so he is beginning to teeter as he tries to maintain his balance. Nonetheless, he continues walking on, pulling out more volumes with only cursory looks at their spines]
Unnhhh...aaah...
[Sebastian staggers out of the shelves, waddling like a duck until he trips and falls, scattering books everywhere.]
Oh no!
[That "oh no" is loud enough to make the entire library (including you?) shush him soundly. Ohhh, the humiliation. His face is turning red as he scrambles to pick everything up again.]
WILDCARD!
[Throw me a prompt and let's see what we can do! Unfortunately I'm not interested in shipping, and this child is underage.]
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[Actually, much of that went over Sebastian's head. Somewhere in the middle, he starts shifting from foot to foot, and blinking. How can this guy suddenly launch into a speech like this, in a place like this, at a time like this?]
You mean like that guy who made you his assistant? Attorney Shields?
[But hearing about failure makes him twitch uncomfortably. He would have to get used to the idea that he can, and will, lose cases. Even on his new path.]
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In any case, the clear indication that Sebastian has caught at least some of his meaning prompts the senior prosecutor to smirk with a glint of satisfaction and pride.]
Precisely. Their job is as important as ours. Only together can we decisively find the truth. It is precisely because we may at times be wrong that defense attorneys are necessary.
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Sebastian looks up from his baton and tries to hold his head up.]
At least even if I'm wrong...the real truth comes out, not a made-up truth.
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Precisely.