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Character InfoCharacter Name: Trucy (Enigmar) Wright
Character’s Age: 16
Fandom: Phoenix Wright/Gyakuten Saiban
Timeline: After Apollo Justice
Appearance: Daddy’s sugar daddyTrucy is your average-looking sixteen year old girl… if average sixteen year old girls were magicians. Her flashy blue magician’s costume, which resembles the stage costumes of her
birth parents, definitely sticks out in the crowd. She may be convinced to wear something else… but it would take a strong argument. Trucy takes great pride in her profession and her outfit is an extension of it. She has a very youthful face and is rarely seen without a smile, and her hair is always carefully framed to accommodate her large top hat.
History: The complicated life of one Trucy Enigmar Wright Personality: Whenever you come across Trucy, 99% of the time she will be smiling.
That’s because she tends to look on the bright side of everything, from abandonment to murder.
Some might say that she looks on the bright side a little too much; that she’s ditzy or naïve.
However, there’s more to her than meets the eye.
She was born with the power of perception, and can easily tell when people are lying to her.
She also comes from a family of performers, and as a result is very driven and focused when she needs to be.
From years of living with Phoenix she’s developed this sort of con man personality, saying one thing but meaning another for effect.
But there’s no deep reasoning for why she acts the way she does--she simply sees no point in being serious all the time and enjoys having fun in life.
The more you look at Trucy, the more you see how large her heart is. When her father abandoned her when she was 8, rather than allow herself to wally in self-pity, she chose to instead help Phoenix come to terms with his disbarment and fall from grace. She kept him sane throughout the next 7 years, and looked after him in many aspects the way a parent would a child. Despite their partially reversed roles she never stopped being a child. She never lost her youthful outlook on life, despite how easy it could have been to do so. When Apollo entered her life, Trucy quickly latched onto him, providing him the support and guidance he needed. And just like Phoenix, she kept him sane whenever he felt like he was slipping or losing his confidence. She always knew what to say to keep him going and help him find the truth.
But deep beneath that happy exterior, there’s a damaged little girl. A lot of bad things have happened to her in her short life, things that carry heavy emotional baggage. Trucy essentially aided her father in abandoning her, and both her mother and grandfather, to her knowledge, were murdered. None of this is stuff one can just brush off, and she isn’t any different. However, she refuses to allow her to define who she is, and through the years has come to terms with a lot of it (or rather has tried to).
As a side effect of her unique upbringing, she has a somewhat skewed moral compass. She sees no problems in being friends with mobsters, aid her father in essentially cheating at poker, staging a self-kidnapping in a court of law to stall for time, or flat out stealing things from a crime scene. That isn’t to say she’s a bad person—she generally wants to do the right thing, but for her, the way to go about doing the right thing never seems to be anyone else’s way of doing the right thing.
Powers/Abilities: Trucy was born with the power of perception, or to be able to see what another person is feeling. She’s able to closely observe another person with almost superhuman sight and as such is able to pick up habits that others develop to be able to read them more closely than the average person. It’s an ability that’s been passed through the Gramarye family for generations, and she uses it primarily to help her father, Phoenix, cheat at poker.
She’s also a stage magician, and so she’s capable of a wide variety of magic tricks, relying on sleight of hand, flashes of light, and various other stage tricks to wow others. She’ll have also have on her:
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Mr. Hat - Mr. Hat is a large wooden puppet that Trucy has somehow jerryrigged to hide beneath her cape and
pop out at the press of a button. There's a switch or lever, also hidden behind her cape, that she moves or pushes to
allow the puppet's giant mouth to move up and down. She uses ventriloquism to give the puppet speech.
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Magic panties - If you ask her, she'll say that her panties are "an extra-dimensional space" and that "anything can fit in there," but in actuality it's just an
average pair of light blue bloomers with hearts on them. It's simply one of her props from her magic show--one of her most famous and popular ones. Much like a magician will pull things from a top hat, Trucy uses sleight of hand and her "magic panties" to pull things seemingly from nowhere.
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A completely normal, standard deck of playing cardsLimitations: She will sadly have lost her super-perception abilities, but it will not put a damper in her cheerful demeanor. Trucy will still be relying on her average senses to be perceptive, especially because she knows what to look for.
You cannot take her panties or Mr. Hat from her; she won’t let you. It's not like they give her any sort of advantage, anyway.
Suitability: Although Trucy isn’t like the other members of Bell Pointe, she still can hold her own when push comes to shove. She’s no stranger to murder or violence: at a young age she lost her mother to a violent accident, then (slightly older but still young) she lost her grandfather when he was shot in the head. When he father was accused of murdering her grandfather, he flat out abandoned her to avoid the conviction, using her to escape. As Apollo’s assistant she’s a frequent witness grizzly crime scenes, and maintains her composure throughout. Although she may act naïve and happy-go-luck, she’s actually fairly down to earth because she was forced to grow up a bit when she was orphaned at age 7 and she knows more than she lets on that she does. She’s been around the block and although she didn’t come back unscathed, she’s a survivor and was able to stay strong. Finally, from being on the stage she’ll have learned to deal accordingly with rowdy and/or touchy fans.
When the time comes and she needs to protect herself, she’ll be primarily defensive in nature and use the tricks she’s learned as a magician (sleight of hand and the like) to distract the danger away from her and escape. If she’s forced to take a more offensive stance for survival, she’s not above picking up a gun, although she would rather not. Her parents’ big trick (the one that supposedly killed her mother), involved guns, and she’s stated several times throughout the game that she knows how to handle them. Also, through her training as a magician, she should be familiar with how several other weapons, such as swords, work (albeit the trick versions of them) and could potentially pick one up to use in a pinch, though she would hardly be proficient with it.
Writing SamplesLog/Third Person Sample:Attendance at her show had been steadily growing since her court debut, when her magic panties made headlines. At the rate they were going they would soon have to cap attendance at the door in a few more performances. Trucy should have been excited about that, after all, she was getting the recognition that she had studied so hard for. She was an heir of Troupe Gramarye, the greatest magician troupe of all time; she lived for the stage. So just why was her heart seemingly jumping out of her chest?
Her thumb ran across her diamond-shaped brooch as she tried to force herself to calm down. Why tonight, of all nights, did she decide to get nervous? She’d been performing there for 7 years now, first on a weekly basis when the owner humored her and her dream, moving it up to nightly as she got older and proved her talent. She knew her act inside and out; there was nothing different about tonight from any other night.
Perhaps it had something to do with Apollo. Since he’d entered the Wright Talent Agency, she’d moved farther away from her true calling of magic and moved into the realm of defending. The two should have been two completely different occupations, but the way Apollo worked, was another form of magic.
She glanced at the clock. One minute until show time. No time to dwell on why she felt the way she did, but more than enough time to shake it. She was a performer, whether it was on stage or in the courtroom, and she couldn’t let her audience down. All those people out there, the one’s she suddenly seemed nervous over, were there to see her show, and she couldn’t afford to let a little stage fright slow her down. She pushed the butterflies back down into her stomach and pushed aside the curtain.
“Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Trucy Wright, Magician extraordinaire, and welcome to the Wonder Bar! For my first trick this evening…”
Journal Entry/First Person Sample:Hi! I was just wondering if anyone has seen my panties. They’re my absolute favorite and I can’t seem to have found them. I really don’t know what I’m going to do without them. I mean, I left them out on the balcony to dry and—
[There’s a small pause as Trucy takes in her surroundings.] Wait a minute… This isn’t my house. Oh well! One place is as good as another, right?
Anyway! If anyone sees my panties can they give them back? They’re really important to me. Thanks!