Professor Layton and the Fucked-Up Discord Roleplay Server

Its uncle murduring time, but this time its the other uncle

Al= Alfendi Layton (in RP)
Dim= Dimitri
Alfendi Layton= person Rping as Alfendi
Azran Leg (Jesta): me.
holy anaconda Batman: person who RPs Lucy, but not in this chapter
If the entire message is in italics, including the prefix, then it's outside of role play.

Dim: Dimitri looked around. It had certainly been a long time since that tragic day... the day his... friend? Crush? Assistant? Was taken away to the next life. He sighed, remembering all that had happened that day

holy anaconda Batman: ((not me thinking you meant Clive 😩😩

Dim: "...your death was not in vain, Claire," Dimitri muttered, looking up at the sky. "I wonder if I'll meet you again, when I die."

Azran Leg (Jesta): Love me some "I've done terrible things will I go to heaven"

Al: Alfendi was whistling the radio swoon jingle as he saw a funny looking man, mainly because if his haircut. He saw he looked grim so... Why not have a but fun with it? He approached him.

"Hello there, you seem troubled. May I ask what's wrong?"

Dim: Dimitri jumped. "IVE ALREADY DONE MY TIME!" He yelled instinctively, then took another look at the man that approached him. "Oh, wait. You aren't part of the police, sorry."

Azran Leg (Jesta): (Fear of the police is something all my favorite characters have in common

Al: "..."

He was a part of it, but let's say he didn't notice.

"...Anyway, I just asked for your wellness."

Dim: "...fine," Dimitri lied. "Who are you, anyways?"

Al: "Why would you need a stranger's name, hm?"

He raised an eyebrow.

Dim: Dimitri paused for a second, looking at the man. Then something clicked.
"You're Alfendi, right?"

Al:"...Yes. Then according to knowing my name, you must be either some wanted criminal, my father's friend, or both."

He smiled calmly.

Dim:Dimitri chuckled at that. "Friends" was one way of putting it.
"I'm surprised you don't recognize me," Dimitri admitted, "although I suppose Future London was before your time."

Al:"Future London..."

Something in his mind suddenly clicked, and his personality changed.

"HAHAHAHA! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO GOT OWNED BY A TEENAGER!"

Potty laughed his acorns off, suddenly recognizing Dimitri.

Dim:"Actually, Clive was 23" Dimitri responded. "And unlike me, he's not getting out of jail any time soon"

Al:"...Huh."

He pondered for a second.

"You still got owned though. My dad got you both good, stealing your girl AND intentions."

He taunted him, smirking.

Dim: "Funny you mention "stealing my girl"." Dimitri chuckled. "I'm actually gay."

Al:He started to laugh manaically.

"SAYS THE GUY WHO TRIED TO REVIVE HIS OLD HIGHSCHOOL CRUSH! What's next, huh?! Maybe you'll tell me you married my dad??"

He said mockingly, then continuing to laugh.

Dim: Dimitri laughed at that.
"Not your father at least."