Jowi arrived late to the sparring session with Tama, his shirt a little cut up, and walked up to her, “I’m so sorry! There was a cat that got stuck in a tree, then there was a mugger, then Rohan was ranting about a dead body in the mountains...” he continued, trying to apologize for being fourth five seconds late.
Tama raises an eyebrow at Jowi and snorts, seeing how disheveled he was. “Jowi, dear it’s ok. As long as you’re alive and here to tell me why you’re late it’s fine.” Tama shakes her head, wondering how he always manages in someway to get himself in these situations. “Did you still want to spar?”
(( i was encouraged to make this promo image vaporwave and i ran with it, so I apologize for the eyestrain ))
Since starting this blog, the idea of an event has been thrown around quite a bit, and now I can actually set the groundwork for it!
Ya like stands? You probably do! You like this concept? I don’t know about that, but if you do, you probably would like this event! Any Jojo RP or ask blog you have can participate, Canon, AU, OC, or otherwise! I’d love to see what you all come up with!
I have some rules and guidelines under the break so that this post is somewhat short, but I can explain everything if you ARE interested! This AU is an angst machine, so do mind that going in!
Not really feeling welcomed in the RP community anymore.
I get that I’m not the best writer. I get that I can tend to powerplay a bit, and I know I have poor Impulse control. I’m sorry, and I want to get better. But it isn’t easy to change who I am.
Holy shit you can actually draw something other than girls with big boobs! You might actually have some talent after all!
((Drawing and rping girls is how I cope with my gender dysphoria, you ass!! I’d like to see you get misgendered week after week, month after month and still want to express yourself by drawing the gender you don’t feel you belong too! Yeah it affects my art but I reeeeally value my own happiness more!
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
“Roses? How sweet! What did you do?” (a-glass-castle)
Jowi bit his lip, “I, uh… I may or may not have accidentally beat up your manager. Okay, it wasn’t an accident and I’m not really sorry about it, but he was just being such a dick to one of the stage hands…”
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
“Roses? How sweet! What did you do?” (a-glass-castle)
Jowi bit his lip, “I, uh… I may or may not have accidentally beat up your manager. Okay, it wasn’t an accident and I’m not really sorry about it, but he was just being such a dick to one of the stage hands…”
“Roses? How sweet! What did you do?” (a-glass-castle)
Jowi bit his lip, “I, uh… I may or may not have accidentally beat up your manager. Okay, it wasn’t an accident and I’m not really sorry about it, but he was just being such a dick to one of the stage hands…”
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
“Roses? How sweet! What did you do?” (a-glass-castle)
Jowi bit his lip, “I, uh… I may or may not have accidentally beat up your manager. Okay, it wasn’t an accident and I’m not really sorry about it, but he was just being such a dick to one of the stage hands…”
Tama looked at Jowi, a piece of cake in her hand that she was currently stuffing in crumb covered mouth. It may have looked bad, especially since it was 3am and she was stuffing her face with cake. “You don’t have to stop me Jowi. Just turn around and walk away like you’ve seen nothing.”
Probably angsty. Might get lucky, who knows. mildly nsfw?
“So how many people did you have to call before realizing I’d be the only one to pick up?”
“How much have you been hiding from me”
“I’m not pissed you were sleeping with ___, I’m pissed you didn’t think I would want you to– or that I wouldn’t want to join!”
“Well this is new.”
“You feeling alright there, bud?”
“I could have died, but that apparently doesn’t mean much.”
“It hurt, what happened. And I’m not ready to let myself get fixed up just yet.”
“What do you mean you accidentally _____?!”
“Say the word and we can forget about this. All of this. Say the word and none of it will matter anymore.”
“Damn that person was gorgeous! Too bad they’re a spy and we’ll probably end up screwing their life over.”
“Remember: just because you can kill them doesn’t mean we shouldn’t just do exactly that never mind let’s just kill them.”
“You act like we don’t do this literally all the time.”
“Contrary to popular belief, I really don’t care.”
“Catch me if you can”
“So this is how it ends”
“If the world really does end, I just want you to know I’d honestly wish I hadn’t given you that last slice of pizza. I mean I love you but I love pizza.”
“Roses? How sweet. What did you do?”
“If I don’t stop this, who will?”
“I’m so sick of watching you throw yourself into danger!”
“Tell me who hurt you. I’ll make them pay.”
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
“I swear if you don’t shut up I am going to shoot one of us.”
“I’m sorry…I know that isn’t enough, but I’m here now.”
“I know you said you were going for a walk to clear, but it’s a real storm out there. You sure you don’t want me to just leave the room? Promise I won’t eavesdrop.”
“Why does this hurt so much?”
“The stars just don’t look right.”
“Please tell me you can see that thing too.”
“Don’t tell anyone else.”
“Did you want me or just a body. I can do either I just need to know how much emotional exertion this is gonna take.”
@jotaro-fuckin-kujo: It was a bright spring morning, and Jolyne was standing on the deck of a small marine biology research vessel with both of her parents– Dr. Jotaro and Dr. Marina Kujo. Both were Stand users, with Marina’s Stand resembling a mermaid. She called it Barracuda, and it had the ability to read hidden emotions. To her knowledge, Jolyne did not possess a Stand, or know they even existed, but her mother knew Stand users attracted other Stand users, and her biggest fear was that a Stand user would attack the Kujos and use Jolyne as collateral. She’d rather die than have anyone hurt a hair on Jolyne’s head.
Jolyne was six, and sipping a small mug of tea on her mother’s lap while she analyzed a sample of water under a microscope. Marina held her daughter with one arm, adjusting the clarity of the microscope with her other hand. Quietly, Marina took her hand off the microscope and motioned her husband over, her voice one of concern.
“Jotaro, look at this. I don’t think I like what I see.”
Jotaro walked over, wearing his Part 4 attire, and called out his Stand, Star Platinum to use its perfect eyes to analyze the sample, “What’s your concern?” He asked, as he patted Jolyne on the head, and kissed his wife on the cheek.
Though he was dedicated to his work, his experiences with the Jolyne of another world changed his perspective, moving his focus more towards his family than it otherwise would have been.
One of Jotaro’s Speedwagon Foundation partners was sitting off to the side, looking out over the sea, but turned his attention to the couple momentarily, before resuming his observations.
@fuckin-jojo-and-jowi: Marina smiled softly. She had faith in her husband, and knew he’d help his family in any way he could. He was a good, reliable, intelligent man. That’s why she married him. Jowi she didn’t know as well (she wasn’t sure if he was even a Stand user or not), but if Jotaro trusted him, she did too.
Marina lowered her voice as not to scare their daughter. Jolyne didn’t seem to notice, still preoccupied with her tea.
“There looks like there might be a Stand in the water, Jotaro. It doesn’t resemble any species of plankton I’ve ever seen. Care to take a double check?”
“That certainly could be a Stand…”
Star Platinum began rapidly sketching the creature, quickly drawing up a near-perfect replica of the specimen under the microscope, before turning to Jowi,
“Jowi, come here! Take a look at this!”
Jotaro turned to his wife, “If anyone can tell if this is a Stand, it’s likely to be him.”
Jowi stood up, and walked over to the microscope, and looked at it silently for a few moments,
“I mean… yes and no? It’s definitely at least part Stand… but it’s also not entirely one, nor does it really have a user. I’d argue that it’s something wholly new. An entirely different species. Half biotic and half stand. Helluva find you got there, Mrs. Kujo.”
Riko just stood against the doorframe, this time with both eyebrows raised, surprised at Jowi’s reply,”Your awfully defensive for a simple comment…”
Seeing Jowi struggle with the boxes, he shakes his head,”I should turn you away for being rude to me, but I’m sure the girls would be mad for turnin’ a friend away.”
Seeing this as an opportunity to know about his daughter’s friends, he invited him in, much to his disdain.
“Listen, buddy.” Jowi said, walking in, “I’ve just been in a foreign country, dealing with homicidal maniacs, and shit you wouldn’t even begin to believe, for two whole years. So yeah, I’m a bit irritable when someone that I know shouldn’t be here starts questioning me.”
He gave Riko a cold, DIO-like glare, “So would you care to tell me, Riko Nekonari, why the hell you are here?”
Riko just stares at Jowi and just laughs. “Listen, buddy,” he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at this, hostile stranger coming into his children’s home,”Whatever happened to ya the past couple of years is not my problem. Second of all, the one doing the questioning here is you, asking what I’m doing here isn’t yours or anyone’s business. You must’ve heard about me from my daughters and they tend to exaggerate, nonetheless, it shouldn’t be your business you should be prying into. My only concern is why a stranger claiming to be their friend is coming into their home unannounced.” Riko sits down on one of the chairs set in the living room, not even looking at Jowi, treating him like a bug in his home.”The girls will be here any minute, it would be a shame for their father to be foun’ harassed by one of their so called friends, when all he’s doing is visiting.”
“I never heard anything about you from your daughters. I’ve asked them, and they always dodge the question. All I know about you, I know from criminal records. Wanted in Italy, Passione has quite the file on you. I get that you’re a dangerous man, and I get that you want to see your kids, but let me make one thing very clear. At any moment, if you harm them, I can kill you before you even realize what happened. And believe me, murder is the last thing I wanna do on my first day off.”
Star Platinum shimmered in behind him as he put the packages down, cracking its knuckles,
“A few years ago I would have been a lot nicer. I would have given you the benefit of the doubt. But I’ve seen what men are capable of now. And crime bosses like you are the worst.”
Riko just stood against the doorframe, this time with both eyebrows raised, surprised at Jowi’s reply,”Your awfully defensive for a simple comment…”
Seeing Jowi struggle with the boxes, he shakes his head,”I should turn you away for being rude to me, but I’m sure the girls would be mad for turnin’ a friend away.”
Seeing this as an opportunity to know about his daughter’s friends, he invited him in, much to his disdain.
“Listen, buddy.” Jowi said, walking in, “I’ve just been in a foreign country, dealing with homicidal maniacs, and shit you wouldn’t even begin to believe, for two whole years. So yeah, I’m a bit irritable when someone that I know shouldn’t be here starts questioning me.”
He gave Riko a cold, DIO-like glare, “So would you care to tell me, Riko Nekonari, why the hell you are here?”
Jowi pulled up to the Nekonari house, with a couple of boxes for both Tama and Stray. As he walked up to the door, he would be visible from the inside, now wearing a pair of black shorts and a t-shirt with gear designs all along them, as he approached the door, he leaned forwards to press the doorbell with his elbow, and stood there, waiting for an answer.
The twins were out for the evening so Riko was there to answer the door. Opening the door and seeing Jowi there with boxes made him raise his eyebrow and lean against the doorway, wondering who this was.
“You the delivery man?”
“Nope.” He said, looking him over, “I’m here to see Tama and Stray. I just came back from a long trip to Italy, and would like to see my friends. If I have the wrong address I apologize, I’ll just text Tama and see if they moved…”
He stopped, “Wait, no… you seem familiar…”
“I should seem familiar, I’m their father.” Riko crosses his arms. “Tama and Shino left for some errans’ so they’ll be back.” Riko noticed that Jowi called Shino,’Stray’ the nickname Tama gave her since they were kids.
“You their friend? Thats surprisin’.”
“And why is that so surprising? Can’t people make friends, mister mysterious father figure who appears from the shadows… you should read Pink Dark Boy, you’re a lot like a character in that Manga. But anyway, if you’re their father, I gotta ask, what are you doing here and why have I never heard of you until now?”
He rebalanced the boxes he was holding,
“So, we have plenty of time to catch up on all the gossip, but I jut got off a plane from Italy and carried these all the way here, so could I just sit on the couch for a sec?”