A review said Burden of Proof is relatively more grounded in reality than Ace Attorney.

The main prosecutor is the Prince of England.

I was born in America, and I’m not obligated to live in El Salvador. I don’t think a person who was born in El Salvador is inherently more obligated to live in El Salvador than I am.

There are some mystery games—Trials of Innocence, Paper Perjury, arguably Nina Aquila once you scrape off the action anime—that go “Yes, we know we’re massively in debt to Ace Attorney. Most of what we’re doing here is just remixing Ace Attorney. But we think we did a good job of it, so play our game anyway.”

The Murder Hotel goes “Yes, we know we’re massively in debt to Umineko. Now let us get on with our Red Truths and Knox’s Decalogue.” And to be fair, it’s a really cool game.

(I love the idea of Purple evidence—things you’ve personally observed to be false, but that the demon side can’t deny without breaking the rules of the game.)

Huh. The “succulent Chinese meal” guy was a Nazi.

There’s this essay I read in college—I want to say it was by Sartre? A philosophy student asks the author “Should I go fight in the war, or take care of my family?” The author talks about the different people the student could ask, and how each of them has an answer they will give. By choosing to ask someone who’ll give that answer, the student has already made a choice of what to do. Therefore, there is no way the student can avoid making his own decision.

Argument 1 for why this is full of shit: there’s a porn story called “Pick a Laine” where the main character decides whether to enter a 24/7 BDSM relationship. She asks several friends about this, one of whom is already in such a relationship. The friend in the relationship points out that she’ll obviously say “Go for it,” but the main character synthesizes the different things the different friends say. Even if the choice is ultimately hers, the act of asking the question matters!

Argument 2 for why this is full of shit: when you ask another person whether to fight or take care of your family, that person makes a decision on what answer to give. If that decision is predetermined—a certain kind of person will give a certain answer—then why is your decision not predetermined? What makes your decision more free than the decision of another person you might ask? (I think this ties into stuff @liskantope talks about.)

I don’t go here, but that purple-haired ninja girl as a T. rex: “Ninkoro ninkoro ninkoro ni . . .”

Notorious Sorcerer would make a good name for a DJ.

Anyway, I’m not loving this male lead. He hates the rich almost as much as he desperately wishes he were one of them. He says the rich don’t have to follow rules, and he uses that as an excuse to ignore rules as well. He’s 22, but he reminds me of the kind of characters who’re expected to be “relatable” to 15-year-olds.

Comment on a negative review of Someone You Can Build a Nest In:

“If you can get past all of the incel shit Everybody Loves Large Chests has more of what you're looking for”

Personally, I don’t think I can get past the incel shit.

Hot take: “hick” should be considered offensive for the same reason “trailer trash” is offensive.

I’m joining the crowd in the comments section who are not a fan of the fame-seeking edgelord who named themself after a manga villain.