My Little JoJo: Eyes of Heaven

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>>29057243
You sure do work fast Ace.
Here are some more links of interest:

Link to AusAnon current story: http://pastebin.com/u/AusAnon

Link to StarAnon's third story: http://pastebin.com/WP4W1KNm

Link to full playlist of JojoxEQG intro themes: Jojo no Kimyō na Bōken: Ekusutora Gāruzu: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLR3JpmG2zJhcU4UtpAqS6H6YxCD5QwtCR

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>>29057243
Star!Anon here bringing back the
「STAND」 Generator!

http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~dft29/Stand_Generator/Stand-Generation-Overdrive.html
Follow the instructions and post your results!

As ordered by our fellow Sonic Youth, replace the ability you get in "Description" and write your own description of how your stand looks and works!

Put a link with the song or album you are referencing, that's what cool guys do.

You can also use this link to make a graph about your stand stats!
http://www.onlinecharttool.com/

Have fun and Stand Proud!

>>29057304

I just realized I forgot to fix the opening scrawl. It's supposed to be "DIO fucks everything up in order to ascend to the fields of Elysium" edition.

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>>29057349
Also, give it a shot and participate in the 「ALL-STAR BATTLE」

Many stands were thought of or generated in these threads, so why not have them face against each other and see who comes up on top?
>Pick any stands from these threads and come up with a battle!
>Example: [BENZIN] vs. [Rocket Man]
>You can use as many stands as you want. They could fight in groups or be a huge battle royale.
>Example: [Fortunate Son] and [Saturn's Children] vs. [GRAND CANYON]
>Try to describe a reason for the fight, the flow of the battle and who wins and how.
>Example: [GLORIA DEO] drops rocks from the moon, [TELL ME BABY] dies miserably.

>If you want to get really creative, do a battle of Jojo characters vs. Characters from MLP or EQG!

Last thread we saw a scenario that had [FITC] and [Starman] fighting each other, and also [SATURN'S CHILDRE] joining forces with [TIMBUK THREE] against a common foe.

Wich battlers are going to fight next?

Who is ready to rumble?

OPEN THE GAME!

>>29057352
Last thread we didn't even had an opening scrawl, so I guess it is still OK.

I just read AusAnon's current story.

I laughed at Discord's use of Stands.

I also never realized my story had so many fans, that's cool. I hope I can stay relevant.

Looking forward to more, AusAnon.

Updated muh borschtben

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>>29057410
I totally forgot the stand lists:

Stands from RBA: http://pastebin.com/WK0dU2it
Stands from MLJ Stands are Magic: http://pastebin.com/ek1ZS7XL
Stands from Anon's Stando Adventure: http://pastebin.com/u6LbkW9g
Stands from StarAnon's Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/6RipfzPg
List of generated stands (last updated Nov 23, 2016): http://pastebin.com/Cna1bVBL

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>>29058314
SUNSET!!!!!! I don't even think friendship could beat her at that stage

>Sunset replaces Dio in part 1
>kills Danny, steals Jonathan's girl (damn you evil lesbian) and kills his dad to activate the mask
>All he can do is watch with tears down his face since as a gentleman he can't do anything.


I would feel very sorry the swolest JoJo the nicest guy around having to deal with this shit and not being able to do a single thing but watch.

Unless...They rule 63 Jonathan so he becomes a Jo girl of super cuteness and huge tits to destroy the evil Sunset-Brando-Shimmer I would pay to watch that....

>>29059729
Rule 63 JoJo = Keijo, proven me wrong

Could someone send us a link to Etika reacting to JoJo keep me updated on what's going on.

Cheers my dudes

>>29060206
You may be on to something https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlEzmThYsTg

>>29060620
Sadly, I couldn't find the reaction for the first episode, just this compilation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJFjRwFmfzw

This account is uploading each episode starting from episode 2:
https://www.youtube.com/user/W1ldLifeNeko/videos

>>29060620
>>29060715
Etikucks kill yourselves

>>29060738
>Liking something makes you a cuck

Welp at least i haven't given him any money and to be honest he has then most realistic and energetic reactions the one worth watching. Like a needle in a haystack full of shit reactors / reaction channels.

Itt; My little JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOJOOOOOO

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>>29060206
>>29059729

Which JoJo character relates the most to which pony I.e the m6 with various characters from part 1-8

>>29062206
>The Hamon overdrives just make their boobs bigger and jiggle more

Also Giornio-girl has the best hair most cute and well done, her & Josuke are in the top 3 girls.

Continued from Pastebin.

“No.”
>”...You can't be serious.”
>You're super serious right now.
>That's why you said it out loud.
>”Gioia, do you know how many children your age would jump at the chance to be in your position? I'm offering you the chance to become a magical superhero, and fight the forces of evil.”
>You already do that.
>The Spin is your superpower, and you already helped defeat a whole lotta Timber Wolves.
>You don't need a weird voice in your head telling you you're special.
>You knew you were special from the day you were born.
>No one else can claim to be Gioia Zeppeli.
>Only you.
>That means you already hit the jackpot.
>”...Fine, then we'll do this the hard way.”
>The hard way?
>You suddenly feel funny.
>Like, you have this urge to go somewhere.
>”You must receive your gift, Gioia. Come to me.”
>Where?
>Wait, you already sorta know.
>You turn to go to...somewhere.
>You start going.
>Jeez, your arm hurts.
>You should go to the nurse's office.
>No, you need to go to that other place.
>But why?
>The voice said so you can receive a gift.
>But you can't trust the voice.
>That's not the issue, here.
>You're supposed to do what he says.

>>29063526

>Why should you do anything it says?
>Because he knows better.
>Does he really?
>Yes, now do it.
>You shake your head.
“This...is wrong.”
>”What's wrong, Gioia? I am the adult, and you're to do as you're told.”
>He…
>Who does he think he is?
>He's not the boss of you!
>Yes, he is.
>No he's not.
>Yes, he is.
>No he's not.
>Yes, he is.
>No he's not.
>>”Gioia?”


>You're Angel Rammstein.
>And you just found Gioia wandering through the halls.
>She's breathing heavily, and her arm looks bad.
“Are you okay?”
>She starts to nod, but then shakes her head.
>”Ye...no, I need to go...somewhere…”
“Like, the nurse's office?”
>She starts to shake her head, but nods instead.
>”Nuh...yeah, that's it.”
>Gioia seems really confused.
>Well it's obvious that she's unwell.
“Here, I'll walk you over there, Gioia.”
>You go to support her, only for her to push you away.
>”N-no! I need to go...somewhere else first..”
>As Jojo's daddy would say in this situation…
>Nani?!
“Gioia, something's wrong with you. Can't you see it?”
>”I know what's wrong with her.”
>You turn, and see Poindexter looking at you two.
>”She doesn't feel like herself. It's like someone is trying to control her.”
>He comes over, and faces Gioia.
>”Am I right?”
>Gioia slowly looks up, and nods, seemingly too weak to use words.
>Poindexter faces you.
>”I'll help you get her to the nurse's office. C’mon.”
>You take one of Gioia's shoulders, letting Poindexter take the other.
>Gioia struggles a little bit, but is unable to do anything in her current state.

>>29063534

>You bring her to Dr. Time Turner.
>Yes, the school has a real doctor.
>He's only been here a few weeks, but people who have seen him say he's really cool.
>He looks over with a smile as you enter the nurse's office.
>”Oh, hello, there! What seems to be the trouble?”
>You speak up.
“Gioia's hurt real bad, and she's not making any sense.”
>Gioia lifts her head up.
>>”I need...to go.”
>The doctor raises an eyebrow, and indicates the chair beside him.
>”Set her down here, please.”
>You and Poindexter nod, bringing Gioia over to the chair, and letting her sit.
>She tries to get up, but you restrain her.
>”You said you need to go. Go where?”
>>”I... don't know…”
>”Then why is it so important that you go there?”
>>”I need to...receive my gift.”
>The doctor leans forward.
>”A gift from who?”
>Gioia looks up, staring at the ceiling.
>>”Carandini…”
>”And who's Carandini?”
>>”My…”
>Gioia looks forward, before slumping back.
>>”...masterrrrrrr…”
>Gioia goes unconscious.

All I got for now. Stay turned for more.

>>29063734
They better get Joan in there to save Gioia.

>>29063734

>Immediately, the doctor takes a look at Gioia's arm.
>”Blimey, would you look at that? I haven't seen a parasitic infection like this since Andromeda. See, you can tell this is a parasite by the black marks stemming from the wound, probably an extension of a greater organism, grown inside a host body, then transferred through blood contact.”
>You speak up, worried.
“Can't you help her, Doctor?”
>The doctor turns to you with a grin.
>”Can I help her? Can I help her?”
>He lifts a finger to his mouth, licks it, then feels the air.
>”Yes, I can, but not with conventional medicine.”
>He rubs his palms together, and takes a deep breath.
>”See, the thing about these particular parasites is that they are susceptible to be UV radiation. Now that doesn't help us here, since the parasite is underneath the skin, and sunlight can't reach there, unless you get a really good tan. But, if you're talented enough, you can simulate the effects of solar radiation by focusing bioelectrical impulses from blood moving along your veins building up something akin to static electricity, through your nerve endings, and tuning them to the vitamin C in your body. This replicates the wavelength of radiation found in sunlight, and then all you need to do is…”
>The doctor touches Gioia's arm, and suddenly, the infection disappears as a gold light shoots into her arm.
>”And presto! No more infection.”
>You blink in surprise.
>Did the doctor just use...Hamon?
>The doctor gets up, and begins scrounging around his desk for something.
>”Now, onto this Carandini character, I would really like to know more about this person, he sounds like a nasty customer, if I do say so.”

Hierophant bump

>>29061231
>to be honest he has then most realistic and energetic reactions the one worth watching
You're just pretending to be retarded because deep down you know that's horseshit

>>29061231
He is quite funny.
https://youtu.be/flIlpMvC4Bc

>>29064506
Holy fuck, the doc can use Hamon. This is good, now the girls have an ally at school. Nice update Ace.

>>29064943
Alright so if I'm a retarded cuck go ahead and name one good reactor / reaction channel in the cancer known as the reaction community since all of a sudden your a YouTube wizard who knows everything and decides what's shit / not shit.

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>>29057243
>Skipping best part

For shame OP.

>>29066053
None of them. Form your own opinion you filthy sheep.

>>29066053
>>29066142
Guys don't start arguing on this thread this is purely about JoJo and MLP

Everyone's entitled to like whatever they like and at the same time everyone has different opinions but it's just that opinions.

If you like Etika that's good just don't take it to heart when someone says something about him or you.

If you honestly hate Etika or just want to ruse people by calling them cucks or shit heads or whatever then just hide the posts and ignore it there's no point arguing over a Youtuber.

The only arguments here should be about stands and who could beat who in an ASB not arguing with eachother.

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>>29066225
Well said Anon have a Trixie as a reward.

>>29066130

I thought we already had a Part 8 thread.

I think BITES ZA DUSTO killed it.

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>>29066053

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>>29066486
>This thread is part 8 but sticking to JoJolion fashion we forget that it is and think we're in a completely different thread.

I like it but JoJolion does deserve its own thread title. In all fairness I don't think Phantom blood got one either it was 'JoJo thread #1'

>>29066631
More importantly, are there any Mlp x Jojolion images? 'Cause I could use some those.

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Man, the better part of a month fucking flew by like that didn't it?

Sorry.

>While it’s not her usual alarm clock, the three short, distinct beeps that ring out through the dim room jolt the mare awake in an instant, the product of uncountable hours of training.
>With a brief look at the slumbering shape under the sheets next to her, the mare slips out of her bed and into the brisk ponyville morning.
>By the time she arrives at the small bridge near Ponyville’s city hall, her contact has had ample time to familiarize himself with the stream beneath, glittering with the first meager rays of sunlight.
>”I’m retired.”
>”This is a special situation.”
>The stallion hands the mare a dossier, small enough that she gets a good enough idea of it’s contents after a short flick through.
>”Is this wise, getting involved with the Elements?”
>”Desperate times call for desperate measures. This comes all the way from the top.”
>The mare frowns, and the stallion continues.
>”Besides, it wouldn’t be the first time for you.”
>”That was different.”
>The mare sighs, and looks back at the dossier.
>”Fine, I’ll do it.”
>”Excellent. Your partner will be here within the hour.”
>”Partner? I work better alone.”
>”I’m afraid you’ll need all the help you can get.”
>With a smile, the stallion holds out his hoof, and with a reluctant look the mare takes it and shakes.
>”Welcome back, Agent Sweetie Drops.”

https://youtu.be/-SI35rNEdhM

Chapter 9: The Mare From ｢S.M.I.L.E｣

>>29066829
>You had expected Princess Luna to be surprised, maybe angry or even scared, like she seemed when she confronted you in the dream world.
>Instead it was you that was scared by her lack of any sort of reaction from the Princess of the Night.
>She took the fact of ｢NIGHTMARE｣’s return without flinching, taking the news with no so much as a hint of emotion.
>And then she started giving orders.
>Well, requests, but from her they were taramount to the same thing.
>You and Dash were to go back to Ponyville and warn the other elements, then keep an eye on the Everfree for any sign of Nightmare.
>She also asks that they're the only one’s that you tell.
>”I will inform my Sister. Now, you need to return to Ponyville at once.”
>Discord at least has the decency to bring you back to Rainbow Dash’s house, and despite the task Luna’s given you there’s nothing you can do to stop her from flopping onto her bedspread as the weight of the day’s events finally come to bear.


>For once, Dash is up bright and early, eager to warn the others about Nightmare.
>She speeds through her morning routine at a speed that is impressive, even for her and in no time takes off, warming her wings in the morning sunlight.
>Despite it only being early morning, Ponyville’s town square is bustling with activity as ponies set up their stalls for the day.
>Dash swoops down and lands by one store in particular, manned by one solitary member of the apple clan.
>”Howdy Dash. You’re up early.”
>”Yea, about that. I’ve got something to tell you.”
>Applejack catches Dash’s meaning, and the two of them step out of earshot of everyone else.
>As succinctly as she can, Dash relays yesterday’s events and Princess Luna’s request.
>”Well, we beat him once, we can do it again. Even if he is one of them fancy stands.”
>”Speakin’ of which, I never thanked you and Anon for savin’ Applebloom from that substitute teacher.”

>>29066837
>You can’t help but chuckle when Applejack attempts to turn towards you, only to end up looking even further away from you than before, and you move into what would be her line of sight if she could see you.
“It was nothing, really.”
>Dash relays your words to Applejack and adds;
>”Where is Applebloom anyway? Doesn’t she usually help you with the market stalls.”
>”She’s at Sweet Apple Acres spendin’ some time with Granny Smith.”
>Applejack pauses for a moment, a somber expression overcoming her features as she considers her next words.
>”The more a’ that she gets gets these days the better.”
>Rainbow Dash just nods, at as much of a loss as you are as to what to say in response, and after a few seconds Applejack’s expression it’s earlier, cheerier state as if nothing had happened.
>”But y’all both didn’t come here to hear me mope. Thanks for the heads up.”
“Anytime.”
>”So, seein’ as Twilight and Pinkie are still outta town, I suppose you’ll be off to tell Rare’s the good news next.”
>Applejack looks across the market towards Ponyville’s clocktower and smiles.
>”She could probably use a wake up call right about now. She could afford to have a little bit less beauty sleep after all.”
>Applejack’s joke elevates the tension somewhat, and Rainbow Dash agrees with her.
>The two mares say their goodbyes, and the pair of you head off towards Rarity’s boutique.
>Though she could fly their, Dash remained grounded as the two of you weave through the market, mostly for your sake.
>After all, it’s much less disconcerting to be walking along side her then floating in midair.
>And despite the urgency of your task and Applejack’s words, neither of you particularly wants to be the one to wake Rarity up and endure the repercussions.
>So you find yourselves making your way through the marketplace, which is already bustling with activities as ponies try to get in early for the best deals.

>>29066845
>It seems every couple of steps you seem to find somepony who recognizes Rainbow Dash and calls out in greeting.
>And for her part Dash revels in it. You on the other hand are just glad your intangibility affords you the ability to relax and take in the sights around you.
>Which is why you almost trip over her when she stops in the middle of the road.
>”Oh. Rainbow Dash! I hate to be a hastle but could you help me move some sweets? Lyra’s wandered off and I need to finish setting up before the market gets too busy. It’ll only be quick.”
>”It’ll be more than quick with me helping you Bon Bon. Where’s the stuff?”
>”Just over here, come on.”
>The noise of the market crowd falls away as Bon Bon leads you two into an alleyway, and you step a touch closer to Rainbow Dash.
“Well this isn’t suspicious at all.”
>”Well it worked didn’t it?”
>Bon Bon stops, and turns on her heel to face you.
>”Besides, I didn’t want to do this at the market. For both our sakes, Rainbow Dash.”
>”What’s this about Bon Bon?”
>”It’s Sweetie Drops. Special Agent Sweetie Drops.”
>Before either you or Dash can voice your confusion, Bon Bon, or Sweetie Drops as she called herself, levels her hoof at you.
>”Anonymous, under the authority afforded to me by Secret Monster Intelligence League of Equestria, I’m taking you into custody.”
>”Wh-”
“-at?”
>”Anonymous isn’t a monster, he’s my Stand.”
>”You’re what?”
“Basically I’m a-”
>Sweetie Drops cuts you off with a swipe of her hoof and sighs.
>”Look, Rainbow Dash it’s obvious that you two have become friends, but he is not what he seems.”
“Well what am I then?”
>”A potentially dangerous entity masquerading as-”
>This time you cut her off with an exasperated swear as you throw your arms up in defeat.
“Seriously? We’ve been through this song and dance Princess Luna. You really want to go against the Princess?”

>>29066849
>Sweetie Drops falters, doubt flashing across her features just for a second, before she steels herself.
>”I was told you’d say that, and even if I wanted to believe it, I have my orders. Come with me, there’s no need to make a scene.”
>”He’s not going anywhere.”
>Dash steps in front of you, only for the both of you to be covered in shadow as the sound of rustling feathers fills the air.
>Instinctively, you swing your fist upwards and are surprised when your punch elicits a pained squark.
>Unceremoniously a gryphon falls to the ground in front of you, twitching slightly as he regains his breath.
>”Giovi! Damn it!”
>You step forward and swing at Sweetie Drops, intent on knocking her out before she can summon her stand.
>Time seems to slow to a crawl as you fist flies towards her stomach, and you watch as, almost mechanically, she twists her hoof up, swatting your blow away like it was nothing.
>”I wanted to do this without violence, but I have to take you in.”
>Her hoof launches forward like a cannon ball aimed straight at your own gut, and all you can do is twist your body out of the way to avoid the attack.
>You move your body sideways, avoiding her attack, only for the back of your foot to connect with something, sending your sprawling and leaving your open for another blow.
>Sweetie Drops takes full advantage of your position and diverts her punch downwards, and you guard with your arms, taking the full force of the strike meant for your guts.
>You kick your feet upwards, and Sweetie Drops throws her entire body backwards, causing your feet to kick empty air but allowing you to use the movement to flip yourself back onto your feet.
“Did you see her Stand?”
>”No, didn’t you?”
>You and Dash circle Sweetie Drops and she does the same, fixing the two of you with a determined stare.
“But I felt her hit me. She wouldn’t have been able to do that on her own.”
>Sweetie Drops spins, and launches at you with a high kick.

>>29066852
>Once again, you bring your arms up to block, and as her leg approaches you catch the tiniest hint of a gleam covering her fur before the limb collides with your own.
>”Hey! Don’t forget about me!”
>Dash tackles Sweetie Drops, sending the two mares tumbling.
>With a grunt of exertion she throws Dash of of her, leaving her with you behind her and Dash infront of her.
>Before she can move, you swing your first at the back of her head.
>Not the fairest of moves, but one that’ll end this fight quickly.
>The gap between your fist and the back of her head shrinks in moments, and you’re all but ready to call it a day when you feel your fist stop short.
>Sweetie Drops turns her head, looking over her shoulder at your fist, stopped inches from her head by her hoof, which is covered in the same glimmering sheen as before.
“I-impossible!”
>She flips herself upwards, and you lash out with a desperate kick which only serves to give her a springboard to push herself higher into the air.
>”Anon! Did you see her stand.”
“Yes. No. I…”
>Your almost feel your neurons firing as you try to put your thoughts into words.
“Her stand’s defending her but using her body to do it!”
>”Oh, that clears things up!”
>Your window for a witty retort closes as Sweetie Drops lives up to her name and attacks you from above.
>Her kicks beat your arms like a drum, and gives her enough upwards force to keep her suspended above you and free to continue her assault.
>You reach out and grab her legs, only for her to do the splits in your hands, stretching your arms out either side of you and leaving you open as she brings her hooves down onto your head.
>The hit drops you like a sack of potatoes, sending you sprawling in the dirt.

>>29066855
>Though she didn’t hit you, the force of Bo- no, Sweetie Drops’ blow sends you sprawling, your already weakened forelegs collapsing and sending you into the dirt just like Anonymous.
>You would have never imagined someone like her doing something like this, but a couple of weeks ago you would have never imagine being spiritually tied to punch ghost either.
>You climb to your hooves while she’s distracted with Anon, and with a flap of your wings launch forward.
>Twisting your body in the air, you aim your back hoof at Sweetie Drops and scream in equal parts anger and frustration.
>Despite your vocal warning she barely has time to turn her head before she receives a quite literal flying kick to the jaw, throwing her off Anon and into the alley wall.
>You land, and offer Anon a hoof to help him to his feet.
“So, what was that about her stand defending her?”
>”I guess it only worked on other stands.”
>A pained groan echoes out from behind you, and you both turn to see Bon Bon’s gryphon companion climb to his feet, before looking around and taking a defensive stance.
>”STOP! I’m Special Agent Giovi an-”
>Anon takes a step forward cracks him over the head, the gryphon not even registering the stand before he goes unconscious again.
>”The hell sorta name is ‘Giovi’?”
“It’s a gryphon name.”
>Anon just rolls his eyes before turning his attention back to Sweetie Drops.
>”So what do we do with her?”
“We talk to her, try to figure out why she’s after us.”
>Anon strides over to Sweetie Drops’ prone for, and hoists her up.
>”Hey, wake up. I know Dash didn’t hit you that hard.”
>She coughs, stirring from her daze as she weakly responds to Anon’s question.
>”I have...orders…”
>”Who from?”
>Her response disappears beneath a fit of coughing, and Anon drops Sweetie Drops in alarm.
>”Jeez, maybe you did hit her harder than I thought.”

>>29066858
>Another round of coughing interrupts your retort, and you turn your head to see that Giovi has joined Sweetie Drops in hacking up their lungs.
>Drops of what you take to be blood sputter from their mouths, but as more of it comes out you see that instead of read it’s a dark, inky black.
>Sweetie Drops’ body is racked by a round of coughing so severe that Anon has to hold her to stop her from banging her head against the ground or the wall.
>With a deep gasp, the coughing stops and with a shuddering gasp of air, both she and Giovi fall limp.
>From their mouths a thin wisp of smoke emerges, instantly turning Anon’s expression into a scowl.
>”Nightmare!”
>Anon drops Sweetie Drops and jumps up as he swipes at the smoke, but it dissipates as his fingers pass through it, disappearing into the air.
>”God damn it!”
>”Augh...where am I?”
>Sweetie Drops looks around, then yelps and scrambles backwards as she spots Anon.
“Woah, hey. Sweetie Drops calm down.”
>Her head whips around to you, and you swear you see her eyes go even larger.
>”Who told you that name?”
>Both you and Anon groan in unison.

>>29066862
>It takes a little while for you to explain things to Bon Bon (her prefered name, as it turns out) but she quickly catches on.
>”But how would I even know what the name of my stand is?”
“It’s hard to describe. You just sort of...know.”
>Bon Bon nods, and looks down at her hooves before closing her eyes and calming her breathing.
>”｢THIS AIN'T A SCENE｣.”
>Though it’s subtle, you definitely notice the shimmering around her limbs, at times becoming so visible you can see sparks dancing along the surface of her fur.
>”Wow.”
“Yea.”
>”So what about him?”
>Both your gazes are drawn by Anonymous towards the still unconscious gryphon, and Bon Bon shrugs.
>”I don’t know. I’ve never seen him before.”
>Anon shrugs, and goes to pick him up only to stop, straining as he struggles to budge Giovi.
“What’s wrong?”
>”I...I don’t know. He won’t move.”
>Anon strains even more, only to lose his footing and fall flat on his ass.
>”What the hell.”
>Anon’s confused tone draws you in closer, and as you approach you see that Giovi is actually rooted to the ground by, well, roots.
>Before your eyes, you watch as the roots grow longer and more constricting as the gryphon’s features seem to draw more gaunt and aged.
“That’s not good.”

<=To=Be=Continued==

https://youtu.be/jNEk5Yf-MYY

>>29066866
Here's the pastebin; http://pastebin.com/Fb4mDT2V

And, just to go against the grain and do something unique; here's a youtube playlist of all the musical references (so far) in my story.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLR3JpmG2zJhe_H-1ZE9TkFMSc3etHpt9d

But wait there's more!

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>>29066876

Chapter 10: ｢LIVE｣ and let ｢DIE｣

Coming sooner than the last chapter took I swear.

>>29066876
Great update man! The fight was awesome and Sweetie Drops doing Dire's Thunder Split Attack got a laugh out of me.
On an unrelated note, I had to travel a lot today and your playlist made everything more bearable.
Keep up the good work!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5Ma2YvoUgA

Who is the flash sentry of the JoJo universe?

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>>29067911
This guy.
>May not be a bad guy, but everyone will shit on him.

https://youtu.be/abUFBqFU410
Who is the softest?

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>>29062206
Not sure how I feel about this...

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ROAD ROLLER DA!

How screwed are you?

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>>29068681

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>>29068197
Don't worry about it. Just join in on the fun.

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>>29066130
https://youtu.be/vz56qgSEGuw
Who is best Josuke?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xEzDZMt8ydw

>>29070361
Crazy diamond is more unique however soft and wet can be very devastating if you ignore its silliness

SONO CHI NO SADAME > Fotns OP

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PoPose's bizarre pose-venture.

Pose 5 Vento Poseura

>>29073706
>ywn outpose a gang boss so hard you negate causality

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I'm new in this thread, what stories I should read first?

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>>29067934
Obviously Gappy is Flash and my nigga Joshu is anon. And Yasuho is probably Fluttershy.
I would read a green about Joshu-non who tries to unfuck up his life.

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>>29074232
Well, if you are looking for an AiE story, you could read AusAnon's Story, Omnee's story and Cameo's story.
On the other hand, if you are looking for EqG stories, then you should definitely read Ace_Sorou's Rammstein Bizarre Adventure, Ditherer's CRA, StarAnon's stories and, of course, the one that started it all FuckFaceMcgee's Stand by Me.
There are more stories listed, but they don't update that often.
All things considered, I'd recommend reading all of them. They are all worth the time.

>>29064506

“Excuse me, doctor. But just now, did you use Hamon?”
>The doctor looks at you, surprised.
>”How do you know that term?”
>You start to explain.
“My friend Jojo uses it. She learned it in karate class taught by the Speedwagon flounder nation.”
>”You don't say? The Speedwagon foundation? I've not heard of them in a very long time.”
>You nod.
“My big brother knows two people from the Speedwagon thingy. One is Gioia's daddy, and the other is Jojo's daddy. But Jojo's daddy is also a cop.”
>”The Speedwagon foundation is here in town? Well, this place got a right bit more interesting, didn't it?”
>The doctor begins chuckling.
>That's kinda rude.
“What's so funny?”
>He shakes his head.
>”I’m not amused, I'm impressed. I just realized your friend said she learned how to use Hamon in karate class. I don't know what's better, you humans developing an entire martial art around Hamon, or the fact that you made it so simple, a child could learn it. That's brilliant, that is.”
>Us humans?
“Excuse me, doctor, but aren't you human?”
>He seems to guffaw at you.
>”Oh, no no no. I just look human to you because our species has very similar evolutionary lines to each other. You have learned about evolution by now, right?”
>So, wait.
“Does that mean you're an alien?”
>The doctor nods.
>“Mmm-hmm! I travel through time and space in a little blue box that's bigger on the inside.”
>...
>As your brother would say…
“Horse hockey.”

>>29074700

>”Wot? You don't believe me?”
>You shake your head.
“I won't believe you just because you're an adult and I'm a kid. I'm not gullible,doctor.”
>The doctor looks befuddled.
>”Goodness, You're frightfully skeptical for a child, aren't you?”
>You look away, acting insulted.
“My big brother Ricky taught me to think critically about everything I hear. He also taught me how to apply Occam's razor. And Occam's razor says you're full of it. You're just a Hamon master making up stories to entertain us because we're children.”
>”... What's your name?”
>You turn to him, still feigning insult.
“Angel Rammstein.”
>”And did your big brother teach you to be pessimistic too, Angel?”
>He shakes his head.
>”Never you mind, I'm getting off track. What's really important is that I learn about the location of this Carandini character. He seems like someone I need to talk to.”
>Talk to?
“I think you mean 'kick his hiney.’”
>”Oh, no. I abhor violence and only really use it as a last resort.
>Seriously?
“Doctor, as Ricky would say, 'I’m all for finding peaceful ways to do things, but this problem doesn't sound like peace would be a good idea.’ Carandini tried to control my friend, and I think he's controlling other kids, too.”
>>”He was controlling me, until very recently.”

>>29074711

>Poindexter pipes up, and you both look over to him.
>He takes it as a request to elaborate.
>>”Last week, the same thing happened to me that was happening to Gioia. Except no one was around to use that Hamon stuff on me. I was only able to get out of the situation because of Jojo, I think. The coach sent me to the nurse's office because she hit me with a soccer ball. I think it was charged with that Hamon you were talking about.”
>The doctor seems to take in what he said, and nod, before walking over to Poindexter, and kneeling down to put his hands on his shoulders.
>”Poindexter, did you meet Carandini after you started hearing his voice?”
>Poindexter nods.
>>” Yes, I did. But I don't really remember the past week very well.”
>”That doesn't matter. I need you to listen carefully. I need you to try and remember the past week, when you met with Carandini.”
>>”But... it's like my memory got wiped.”
>”That's normal. The parasite released a toxin into your blood as soon as it realized it was dying. It blocked certain neural pathways which stored knowledge of anything you did or experienced while under its influence. But it can't erase everything. Try thinking of smells you came across when you met Carandini.”
>Poindexter closes his eyes to think, and the doctor puts his head against Poindexter’s.
>The doctor closes his eyes, and after that, he takes a breath.
>A short moment later, the doctor pulls his head away, standing.
>”Right! I have the information I need, I can find the place Carandini is.”
>Warte, was?
“Just like that, doctor?”
>The doctor looks down at you, and smiles.
>”Oh, you better believe it. I know you're wondering how, I just connected my mind to his and saw what he was thinking of.”
>Wait.
>Hamon can do that?

>>29074722

>The doctor grabs a weird device off the desk.
>”Well, now that I know where to find the source of the disturbance in these parts, I suppose I'm off to get rid of it.”
>Is he going to kick the butt of the thing that hurt Gioia?
>You stand up.
“I'm coming with you.”
>He passes you.
>>”No, you're not.”
>You huff.
“I can help!”
>He stops, sighs, and turns to you.
>”Fine, but…”
>He kneels down, and puts his hand on your shoulder.
>”...only if Poindexter catches you.”
>Warte, was?
>A jolt suddenly goes through your body.
>The world goes black.


>You're Dr. Time Turner.
>You just prefer 'the doctor.’
>You watch as Poindexter catches Angel.
>Good, now she won't be achy when she wakes up.
>Poindexter looks up at you.
>”What did you do to her?!”
>You wave him off with a 'pfft.’
>Is that even a word?
>It is in your book.
“Oh, relax. I just stimulated the neurons in her mind that shut down her body at night for sleep. She'll come around in a few minutes, well after I get to my vehicle.”
>Poindexter looks between you and her.
>“W-well, I caught her. Does that mean she can come?”
>You smirk.
“Only if you want to. After all, she's not going anywhere in that state.”
>You would've been happy to bring her along, normally.
>But with there being exploding gas stations and men in suits chasing cats through town with guns recently, you thought it'd be best to avoid putting children in harm's way.
>You turn to leave.
“In any case, if you're not in my vehicle before she comes to, I'm going without you.”
>Looking back, you see Poindexter, deciding to drag her over to the bed instead.
“Right, then. Look after them, will you? Allons-y!”
>You're off.

>>29074728

And that's my update for today. I'll update my pastebin when I get off work.

>>29074759
Great update man. So Time Turner is actually "The" Doctor. I like it! Also, skeptical Angel is adorable.

>But with there being exploding gas stations and men in suits chasing cats through town with guns recently, you thought it'd be best to avoid putting children in harm's way.
Of course he would know about those things happening, he is the Doctor after all!

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have this i don't want it anymore

>>29076068
Bump

>>29076517
Thanks TsundereAnon. We appreciate it.

>>29076517
Thanks my dude hope to see you do something here one day situs live to see a piece of art in this thread

http://www.crunchyroll.com/anime-news/2016/12/14-1/jojos-bizarre-adventure-begins-rolling-out-30th-anniversary-plans

>>29078305
Sweet

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>>29066680

All I can find.

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>>29079097
I don't know how I never saw the resemblance between Derpy and Gappy.
My mind always drifted towards Caesar.

Posting some green tomorrow!

>>29079097
DerpDerpmuffion

Goodnight jo-bros

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Continuing from http://pastebin.com/aiHBKpuF

>You are Anon again
>And you’re about to get killed or something, you don’t really know
>Black fur, teal mane, swathed in a loose-fitting dark cloak, daggers strapped to her(?) sides
>This unicorn seems very sinister
>And edgy, don’t forget edgy
>”Well, I wasn’t expecting you to get back so soon, but I guess it’s for the best. Time to show you what I can do.”
>Yep, it’s a her
>Who the hell is this bitch?
“Who the hell are you? Why’re you rubbing your ass on my couch?”
>She chuckles, a deep breathy giggle that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up
>”I am Blade Dancer, and I am here to kill you.”
>Well shit, you could’ve guessed that
“Uh… Why?”
>She chuckles again, sending shivers down your spine
>”I was sent by the gods. They came to me in my dreams and told me that your very existence would unbalance the world and send it spiraling into chaos. I came here to prevent that from happening at any cost. Now be a good boy and die for me.”
>This bitch is fucking crazy, you’re not some chaos magnet
>You’re just a guy who happened to fall into a portal to a world of magical horses
>Now Discord, HE was a real chaos magnet
>Fun guy too
>Blade Dancer pulls two daggers out of her outfit, grasping them in her telekinesis
>”Don’t bother trying to run away, I’ve already magically locked and reinforced the doors and windows. Hold still, this’ll only hurt a LOT.”
>The daggers magically blast towards you, one at your leg, one at your chest
>MATRIX_THAT_SHIT_NIGGA.png
>You drop to the ground in a graceless lump, crumpling into a heap and landing hard on your left side as the knives fly just overhead
>Nothing busted though, just jarred your elbow
>Well you tried
>Neo would be proud, you’re sure
>Panting heavily, you bring out [Planisphère] to grab one of the blades and launch it right back at her out of desperation
>The pommel passes harmlessly wide, deflected by her magic
>Fucking hacking unicorns
>Telekinesis ruins everything

>>29083362
>She seems very surprised by your return volley, though
>”How did you do that? Can you use telekinesis as well, Chaosbringer? Impressive.”
>So she can’t see your Stand, that’s good
>What’s bad is that she’s got like 10 more daggers in her cloak, and she’s preparing to throw 5 at you all at once
>There’s no way you can dodge them all, not at the angles she’s going to launch them from
>”Checkmate, I win. Get ready to be humiliated, and then murdered shortly thereafter.”
>She’s very deadpan for someone who’s attempting to fanatically kill you
>The knives fly
>Your Stand reaches out and deflects 2 of the blades with the back of its good hand
>Good to know it can do that sort of thing
>As the remaining 3 impact your body, you realize they’re stabbing through your clothes, just barely avoiding your skin, forcing your body towards the wall without actually harming you
>She’s pushing you telekinetically, too, slamming you into your front door and driving the daggers into the ancient oak
>You’re pinned to your own front door with knives thrown by a magical talking horse that wears assassin’s garb
>This is absurdly like your Chinese cartoons
>”That was much easier than I thought it’d be. Time for you to leave this mortal coil, Chaosbringer.”
>As Blade Dancer steps closer you can see madness and zealotry in her eyes
>”With this, the world is saved.”
>She raises a dagger to your throat telekinetically, pressing the finely honed edge against your trachea, and grins maniacally
>”Do you have any last words for me? A plea, a bargain?”
>She’s right against your ear, whispering seductively
>Is she getting off on this?
>Sick fuck
>Well, time to show her what you can do
>On command, [Planisphère]'s left fist manifests directly out of your chest and slams into her throat, causing her to double over choking
>As she staggers backwards her eyes meet yours, revealing pure anger and confusion intermixed with tears
>She’s going to kill you quickly now

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>>29083373
>Unfortunately she’s backed out of your range and you’re still pinned to the door, so all you can do is play defense and wait for an opportunity
>Your assailant levitates all of her available daggers around herself, and points them all at you
>The fear of death finally pushes through your adrenaline, and you screw your eyes shut so you don’t have to see the end coming
>…
>What?
>Why isn’t she…?
>You open your eyes again, only to be greeted with a heads-up display
>You appear to have “possessed” [Planisphère] again, but now something is on its visor
>It’s a readout…
>”Distance”?
>”Wind”?
>”Resistance”?
>What is all this?
>As if in response, your Stand’s left arm comes up on its own, middle, ring, and pinky fingers curling inwards while the index finger and thumb remain elongated
>[Planisphère] has just formed its left hand into a fucking finger gun, and pointed it right at Blade Dancer
>You FEEL something emerge from the hole on the tip of its index finger, but you can’t see it with your arm stretched out
>Bringing the finger towards “your” face, you see that a needle
>A FUCKING NEEDLE
>about 3 inches long is sticking out of [Planisphère]’s finger
>Suddenly, vibrant orange words flash across the HUD
>//TARGET ACQUIRED//
>Blade Dancer’s figure is now highlighted in orange, and a holographic line extends from your finger to her body, showing what you think is the angle of launch necessary to score a direct hit
>She’s still just standing there, spinning her daggers around herself and growling at you menacingly
>”Ready to die?”
“Eat shit.”
>”That’s what you’re about to do, yes.”
>Enough
>You line up [Planisphère]’s finger with the guide the visor has provided, and push your thumb down
“FUCK OFF!”
>The needle flies out of [Planisphère]’s finger, sails beautifully through the air, past the barrier of blades, and embeds itself in Blade Dancer’s left foreleg, completely failing to draw blood

>>29083398
>She staggers, falling forward, jerking her head around to find the source of the attack, but suddenly she rears back a little, nose scrunched up
>She cringes, then tenses up, inhaling
>”Aaaahh… aaaaah… aaAAAAAAA… CHOOO!”
>She sneezes
>The daggers all clatter to the floor, since she lost her concentration
>What the fuck is this power? Making things sneeze?
>What could something like that possibly…
>Oh
>You could interrupt ANYONE
>HELL YEAH SON
>Gotta name this power though, right? This seems to be [Planisphère]’s primary ability, if you’re remembering the manga correctly
>Most Stands have some physical strength in addition to their own primary ability
>Making things sneeze must be yours
>…Wait, primary abilities don’t get names
>Guess you’ll just stick to yelling your Stand’s name when you shoot things
>You raise [Planisphère]’s finger gun, producing another needle from its index finger, and line it up with the targeting arc on your HUD
>All your fear and rage goes into one final scream before you pull the trigger
“EAT SHIT!”
>The needle buries itself into Blade Dancer’s shoulder, causing her to stagger again and prepare to sneeze
>While she’s distracted and unable to focus, you use your Stand to rip the daggers immobilizing you out of the door and your clothes, and dash towards her, readying another needle as you go
>It’s very bizarre, watching from behind as you dash forwards, while also feeling your feet impact the floor
>You’re in 2 places at once, and it’s still fucking weird
>The firing angle is set, and the assassin is beginning to recover from her sneeze
“FUCK YOU!”
>This needle pierces into her cheek, causing her to flinch before rearing back
>You blink, taking yourself out of [Planisphére]’s head as you close the distance between you and your opponent
>As Blade Dancer’s head jerks downward to finish her sneeze it meets your knee
>There’s a very loud crunch, and you punch her in the face as she tries to back up again
>Nuh uh, bitch

>>29083402
>You alternate between punching her in the face and having [Planisphère] rapid-punch her, resulting in a one-man tag team combo she can’t escape from
“FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU!”
>As you slink forward menacingly your Stand unleashes a rapid barrage of light punches into her body, softening her up for the finishing blow
>You work your way around to her left side, careful to avoid her fallen daggers, while you position [Planisphère] on her right
>Just hit her hard enough to knock her out, that’s all you need to do
>As you prepare to punch the shit out of her, you notice that the needles are all gone
>Seems like they vanish once they fulfill their purpose
>The both of you lean back and pull your left fists back towards your own heads, before stepping forwards and unleashing a simple punch into both sides of Blade Dancer’s head
>No sickening crunch or squish meets your fists, or even a noise of any kind, but you do think you may have concussed the poor mare
>It’s the least you could do in exchange for her murderous advances
>She stumbles around for a few seconds before finally collapsing into an unconscious heap on your living room floor and beginning to glow with a warm light
>Wait, what?
>Blade Dancer’s body glows brightly, filling the front of your house with suffused warmth
>After a few seconds the glow peaks and the light bursts, heating up the room with the warmth of a spring afternoon before fading away
>Blade Dancer’s body has vanished
>What the fuck just happened?
>Pones don’t just glow and vanish like that
>They also don’t leave you feeling like you’re standing in the midday sun after exploding into light
>And what the hell happened to your Stand?
>Is this like DBZ, where life-or-death situations make you way stronger?
>Because that’s the wrong fucking manga for this sort of situation
>For one that fight didn’t take like 50 episodes
>But you digress

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>>29083425
>[Planisphère] developed a brand new power out of the blue when you were really close to getting killed horribly
>It totally saved your ass
>But damn, if there are others like Blade Dancer out there, Celestia and Luna need to know
>The girls need to know too, since they’re a part of this mess now
>But you’ll tell them all tomorrow, there’s no way anything bad is happening to them right now
>Sighing in confusion, you trudge down your slightly-battered hallway into the bathroom, wash your face, and take your first post-battle shit
>A shower is in order too, nothing like hot water to relieve the stress of an incredibly weird day
>You’ve been having a lot of those recently
>Weird days, not showers
>Stepping into the shower, the heat of the water melts your stress and confusion away, and because of Twi’s enchantments the cast doesn’t get wet or humid
>Thank goodness for that
>After you somehow manage to towel yourself off with only one hand, you flop facedown in your nice comfy bed, finally ready to hit the hay
>Aaaaaand that’d be frantic knocking on your door
>Aw man, you just can’t catch a break

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkKG2SIaMTE&feature=youtu.be
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STAND NAME: [PLANISPHÈRE PART 2]
STAND MASTER: ANONYMOUS

PRIMARY ABILITY UNLOCKED: SNEEZE-INDUCING NEEDLES

POWER: C
SPEED: B
RANGE: D
DURABILITY: C
PRECISION: C
POTENTIAL:A —> B
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>>29083442
So yeah, Anon's finally discovered what [Planisphére] can really do! Isn't it exciting? I know I'm fuckin' excited to be bringing you all this cool story.
As always, the story is compiled here: http://pastebin.com/aiHBKpuF

The Stand List is in the middle of being changed to show [Planisphére]'s appearance, as well as the new power it wields, as well as a few other surprises... You can find it here: http://pastebin.com/u6LbkW9g

Thank you to everyone who reads the story, you guys rock and I'm glad to be writing for you.

>>29083469
Sum good shit Omnee.
I have to admit, I didn't expect sneeze needles, of all things.
Good work, my man!

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>>29083753
Also, Goodnight bump

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Fear my stand: Star-no-homoium

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>When you realise DiU is going to end next Friday.

It's been a wild ride guys hope the hiatus will be worth it like the mlp hiatus.

Playing with the joestar family on eoh I've realised one thing in particular all JoJo with stands rip the fuck out of Joseph and Jonathan since they only have Hamon, at least Jonathan takes it on the chin saying he doesn't need his stand as his sendo / fists will be more than enough and Joseph and well Joseph is just Joseph

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Would your waifu be interested in JoJo?

>>29086291
>Rainbow Dash

Yes if I gave her the JoJonium collection in English for parts 1-3 she would be more hooked to it than daring do... maybe.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gw1qhRiOnco

Here's the soothing sounds of the rain for this thread.

https://youtu.be/b3IbEx4LOmA

>>29086291
>Sunburst
Yeah, I think he'd be into it

I know he's a horsebando and not waifu, but still

>>29088566
So peaceful

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>>29073173

>>29088740
>Husbando

I respect that

>>29086291
Aryanne

I think she'd like Part 2.

King crimson vs the world who wins?

>>29090308
King crimson because it just works.

https://youtu.be/7o-Au6UU4fU

>>29092019
I wonder what Christmas willy the joestars would be like.

>>29083469
Just read it, and it was indeed pretty exciting! An I'm sure [Planisphére] must have a few more tricks up his sleeve.
But then again, I'm more interested in:
>”I was sent by the gods. They came to me in my dreams and told me that your very existence would unbalance the world and send it spiraling into chaos. I came here to prevent that from happening at any cost.

I want to see what's going on with that.


By the way, I'll be posting some green in a few minutes!

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Previously:
The Storm sisters found a bunch of cats, but the one they wanted exploded on a gas station.

And now...

December 27, 2014 18:30 PM
Storm Sister’s Apartment, Canterlot

“And then the whole place blew up.”
>You are walking back and forth, phone in hand, in your small living room.
“Nothing happened to us, we ran away when we heard sirens coming our way.”
>You’ve been on the phone for the last 20 minutes telling your friend everything that happened.
“You don’t need to worry, we are ok!” you make a little pause “ Well, I’m ok.”
>You sit down on your old sofa.
“Flitter didn’t take it too well.”
>Your friend sounds worried.
“No, no. Although I had to stop her from going into the flames to look for the cat.”
>…
“She got really pissed. Yeah, like every time one of her plans fails, just you know, angrier at me. She says it is my entire fault.”
>…
“Of course it isn’t my fault!” as you say this you get up from the sofa with a jump. “How was I supposed to know that fucker was following us?”
>You listen to her very sound theories.
“Yeah, well, fuck you Blossomforth. You weren’t there.”
>Oh, right. There was another reason why you called her in the first place.
“By the way, I need your help.”
>…
“Yeah yeah, I’m sorry. You can unfuck yourself. “
>…
“Do I really have to say it?”
>…
“Fine. Blossomforth is the best and everyone loves her more than they love me. “
>You hear her giggling for a while.
“OK, what do you have in mind?”
>…
“Blossomforth… that is genius! I’ll go tell her right away! See you later, I love you!”
>You end the call as you begin to walk to Flitter’s room.

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>>29093414
“Hey sis. You ok?” you ask as you let yourself inside.
>The room is shrouded in darkness until you reach for the switch and turn on the lights.
>Flitter’s usually immaculate bedroom was a complete mess.
>Her bed was smashed on her armoire, clothes scattered and ripped all over, her vanity mirror in pieces with her old fencing gear stuck half-way in to the wall.
>So that’s where it was, it’s been years since you’ve last seen it.
>And of course, your sister was in there.
> Sitting in the middle of the room with bleeding knuckles, wearing just an old tank top and her panties.
>She looks exhausted and defeated.
>She always liked to be the most mature and composed of the family, but when she got really angry she would become even more destructive than you.
>Obviously she didn’t like to show that side of her, so she went to great lengths to keep it concealed.
>Still, accidents happened every now and then, so the only ones to know about this aspect of your sister were your parents, a handful of good friends and you of course.
“You’ve been venting your frustration again,” you say as you sit next to her “The landlord came to check what the entire racket was about, but he got scared when he heard you smash your bed. So I think we are still allowed to live here.”
>Flitter doesn’t answer.
“You really wanted that money, right sis?”
>”It’s not that.”
“It isn’t?”
>”You wouldn’t understand.” She says as she turns her head away from you.

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>>29093427
>You could try asking more, but you know she will only get more defensive, and maybe go back to being aggressive.
>Still, she was talking to you so that was still something.
“You don’t have to worry about that sis.”
>She is still looking away.
“That guy Spoon said we had a couple of days to find the cat. “
>”The cat is dead.”
“But you have time to come up with something!”
>Flitter turns to look at you. Her eyes, red from her moments of rage, fixed on yours in a scowl.
“You are the smart one sis! I’m sure that you are the only one who can come up with a plan to get us that money, with or without the cat.”
>Slowly, You see how her expression softens a little.
>She always liked to be acknowledged by her smarts.
>”Fine, I’m sureI’ll come up with something to get us out of the mess you put us into, again.”
“That’s the spirit!”
>And now, it’s time you put Blossomforth’s plan into action.
“By the way… I just talked to Blossomforth on the phone.”
>Your sister perks up.
“And she invited us to…”
>”Cloudchaser, please don’t say what I think you are about to say.” She tries to interrupt with a hint of panic in her voice.
“Come on sis, you and I need this. I’ll help you clean yourself and get prepared for tonight.”
>”I-I’m tired, couldn’t we just…”
“Nope! We are gonna get slutty and…”
>”Oh god no.”
“Go clubbing!”

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>>29093450
December 27, 2014 19:00 PM
Unknown Location.

>You walk in front of a big screen, a large group of soldiers standing in front of you, all in attention ready to listen to your commands.
“As of 1500 hours we have lost contact with Agent 22. So it is safe to assume the feline implanted with B-01, which we refer to as Subject 7, has already reached transformation stage 1 and eliminated our agent.”
>You make a sign to one of your assistants to start rolling the tape.
>The screen begins to show footage of a white empty room with a blue rabbit connected to nodes inside a glass tank filled with water.
“Dr. E’s studies on animals as bio-weapons, known as the “Beats” Project, had them placed on water tanks after being implanted with B-01. This halts the subject’s respiration, leaving them in a state of apparent death, a state in which aging is halted.”
>The water tank begins to be drained slowly. A laser gun and a flamethrower appear on the shot, aiming at the rabbit when it wakes up.
“Unlike Subject 7, this rabbit had been implanted with B-01 for two days, thus making it stronger. Its body fluids dyed its fur blue, which is a side effect known of happening to every subject. This is known as transformation stage one.”
>The rabbit begins to jump around the room, but stops when a gate begins to open.
>From it a large polar bear emerges, who wastes no time in swiping at the rabbit with his claws, ripping it to shreds and launching it towards a wall.
>The rabbit’s mangled up body slides slowly to the ground leaving a trail of blood.
“It has been observed that when placed in mortal jeopardy, the subject’s abilities awaken.”
>The rabbit gets up, its body slowly beginning to regenerate into a bulkier more ferocious form, and growls furiously at the bear.
>With a mighty leap, the rabbit reaches the ceiling and from there lunges on top of the bear’s head, it gives it a nibble and falls behind him.

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>>29093495
>Before the bear is able to turn around, his head melts.
>It’s body falls to the ground, a pool of blood forming around its cranium.
“This state is known as transformation stage 2.”
>The rabbit sniffs around for a little while, and then begins to attack one of the walls.
>”It knows where we are!” shouts a scared voice in the footage.
“At stage two, their senses heighten to unprecedented levels, it even found out where the scientist were looking at him from.”
>”It made a crack on the wall!”
>”It can’t be! This is a 48 millimeters thick titanium wall!” screams another voice.
>”Shoot it with the laser!” bellows the first voice when the wall begins to melt under the rabbit’s paws.
>Several guns appear and shoot at the rabbit, piercing it all over.
>But the rabbit keeps getting up.
>”What are you doing!? Shoot the head! It is useless without the head!”
>The lasers keep shooting at the rabbit until a lucky shot pierces right in the middle of its head.
>The rabbit lays limp on the ground, until something begins to poke out from its head.
>”It’s coming out! Incinerate it now!”

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>>29093502
>The flamethrowers fire at the rabbit burning it to a crisp, but the protuberance had jumped out of the way and stuck itself on a wall.
>It was a tiny worm, no longer than 10 centimeters long.
>”It’s on the wall!”
>The flamethrowers fire at it until nothing is left.
>And then the footage ends abruptly.
“That was the man-made parasite B-01. It was modeled after a parasite found in the body of a reanimated body long ago in England. But the one Subject 7 has is different. It is a unique breed exposed to the red stone that came into our possession and is Subject 7 is the only one to have survived it for so long. Right now B-01 is still a larva, but when it matures…”
>You point at your soldiers.
“Our plan has changed. I want you all to recover Subject 7 by any means necessary. You will search for it and retrieve it. Understood?”
>”Yes, Sir Judas!” they respond with a salute and immediately begin to march out of the briefing room.
>These soldiers were your group latest innovation; they were conditioned to obey every order without question, and to learn they targets weaknesses and act on them.
>Your group had already begun to create squads to offer as mercenaries, so the profits were skyrocketing.
>If anybody could retrieve such monster, it would be them.

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>>29093522
December 27, 2014 21:15 PM
Cottage near the outskirts of Canterlot.

>A faint rustling sound wakes up Subject 7.
>She was in a place she didn’t know.
>It was dark enough to obscure details, but the moonlight coming from the open windows made her clear she was inside a house.
>It was littered all over with old furniture, magazines, potted plants, and several photo albums piled up that said “Memories of Goldie Delicious”.
>Subject 7’s intellect was higher than that of the average animal, so much that semblances of rational thought weren’t unusual.
>”Where am I?” she wonders to herself.
>The last thing she could remember was escaping from a predator into a human establishment, and then… it was all blank.
>Not being able to remember made her feel nervous.
>As if reacting to her feelings, a meow came from behind her.
>Subject 7 turns around, only to be met by several pairs of yellow eyes in the darkness.
>There were cats behind her all along!
>She quickly puts up her guard, her ears folded back and her back ached to seem bigger, but this is only short lived.
>In spite of its initial scare, she didn’t feel any ill intent from the other animals.
>Their looks were tame; some even seemed to be hurt.
>A gentle meow takes Subject 7’s attention away from the hurt cats, right above her a blue female cat was staring at her.

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>>29093531
>She carries a royal yet approachable air around her, and not only because of its hierarchical placing in the house, but its mere presence made Subject 7 feel as if she should respect her.
>The blue cat jumps graciously from her spot and lands right next to Subject 7.
>Many thoughts passed through Subject 7’s mind, “Where am I?”, “Who are you?”, “Did you bring me here?”
>But she knew that none of those really mattered.
>She was safe and she should just be grateful for that.
>The blue cat goes around a pile of photo albums, and then returns pushing a little bowl with old cat food.
>She offers it to Subject 7, who is skeptical about accepting such an important gift.
>”This isn’t natural!” she thinks, “In the lab we were bred for combat. We were made to kill each other only to live another day, and if that didn’t kill us then the experiments surely would.”
>The blue cat points with a paw to the other group of felines.
>Subject 7 can’t believe her eyes.
>The elder cats were looking after the kittens, which played on top of each other without a care.
>And those who were hurt weren’t preyed upon by the rest, no. The whole clowder made sure they didn’t lack food or attention.
>Subject 7 finally lowers her guard.
>The blue cat insists with a few gentle meows for her to try the food, until she finally complies.
>Subject 7 tries the food.
>It wasn’t anything special, it barely had any flavor or nutrients, and still it made her fill so full inside.
>She couldn’t comprehend the nature of this new feeling, but she knew it wasn’t bad.
>And for the first time, thanks to a humble act of kindness, she sheds tears.
>Subject 7 continues to eat, the food now saltier with her tears, while the blue cat purrs next to her, as if it were a mother taking care of its kitten.

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>>29093540
December 27, 2014 00:40 AM
The Salt Lick, Canterlot

“I hate you so much.”
>”And why is that Flitter?” asks Blossomforth next to you as she drinks happily a Manhattan.
“You know damn well why!”
>The last few hours you were dragged by Blossomforth and your sister from club to club, and for some reason now they decided to stop at this bar.
>It had been the most tiresome, sweatiest, loudest and uncomfortable night of your life.
>”You could try to have a little fun. You know.”
“I can’t be bothered by fun. Today I…”
>”Cloudchaser told me everything girl. So believe me when I say you need to let loose some steam.”
>You look at her skeptically.
“Really? Then you are telling me you didn’t have some ulterior motives to convince my sister into going to these loud places?”
>”I might have wanted a friend to sing at the karaoke, and maybe Redheart was busy, so maybe you girls were my second choice.”
“I knew it.”
>”Hey girl, I also need to relax a little. Unlike you two, I have a steady job and, believe it or not, being a yoga instructor is quite tiring.”
“I do work!... Sometimes.”
>”Girl, babysitting Thunderlane’s brother isn’t a real job.” She says mocking you.
>You decide to not answer that and just keep on drinking your beer.
>Your gloves covering your hurt knuckles make the glass slip ever so slightly.
>You weren’t much of a drinker, but at this point you’d take anything that helps you get pass this faster.

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>>29093555
>”That’s the spirit girl!” cheers Blossomforth “A few more of those and you’ll be acting like your sis over there.”
>You both look over at Cloudchaser, currently busy stuffing some guys mouth with her tongue.
“I can’t believe I’m related to such a slut.”
>”Oh don’t be like that girl. You should show her your support.” She says while waving at Cloudchaser. “And I don’t think you are one to judge, today you tried to get a job at a brothel from all places.”
”Don’t remind me.”
>”Is that what got you so down girl? That you didn’t get the job?”
“No, it’s just that… the owner said I wasn’t mature enough.”
>”And now you think he might be right.”
>You keep drinking.
>You look at your sister and try to change the subject.
“I just don’t know when she became like this.”
>”…Girl, you really don’t remember?”
“You do?”
>”We must have been like nine or ten years old, and everyone at school used to bother good lil’ Cloudchaser for being a little tomboyish. She didn’t take it too well, and sometime she would even cry thinking she was boyish and ugly and that nobody would like her. But then, one day you came over her and told her “Don’t cry sis! I have a plan to make you the prettiest girl ever!” does that ring a bell girl?”
>… Shit. You do remember now.
>You spent that whole night giving your sis a makeover.
>Truly speaking it was a mess, but you nailed that anime hairdo she always uses.
>”Ever since, she became more confident about herself and of course, with that confidence came the boys.”
“So you are saying it is my fault she is a slut.”
>”You are missing the point here girl.” She says before drinking some more, “Your sis is as carefree as she is thanks to you, and she loves her sister to death. So when she is fooling around, she does it as a way to thank you for it.”
>…
“I’m not sure if that’s supposed to be endearing or disturbing.”

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>>29093574
>”Yeah. It sounded better in my head.”
“But, I think I kind of get it.” You give another sip. “I like to know she is happy doing what she likes.”
>”Then, don’t you think she would be happy if you do the same? After all, the plan was for you to cheer up.”
>You choke with some beer.
“A-are you suggesting…”
>”Girl, there are plenty of good guys here, why not try some out?”
“ I don’t think so.”
>”Girl! I swear, I’ve never seen you have a boyfriend, not even speak with a boy!”
“I do speak with…”
>”Rumble doesn’t count.” She says in a deadpan way. “Why did you try to work at a brothel if you can’t even speak to a man?”
“I-I just get a little nervous around them, but I could do it if I try!”
>That’s definitely the alcohol speaking, otherwise you’d have cut this conversation short.
>”Ok girl. Look around. Who do you like?”
>You scrutinize every male in the bar, until you see a perfect candidate standing by the bar.
“I think he is the one.”
>”Really? That guy?”
“W-well, look at his pants. T-that bulge…”
>”Oh, you go girl!”
“He must have a big wallet.” You say while licking your lips.
>”… I should have seen that one coming.” Blossomforth says deflated, “Well, what are you waiting for? Go!”
>And with a push, you begin your trek towards the bar.
>You feel really nervous.
>You no longer hear the loud patrons, or Blossomforth cheering for your success.
>You take a look at your sister, still making out with that guy… and some friend.
>She does notice you, however, and after a quick peek at you and your destination she completely understands.
>You both lock eyes, and she gives you a thumb up.
>That’s all you needed to get your confidence back.
>If she can do it, so can you.

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>>29093586
>You reach the bar and sit next to the big guy, trying your best to look interesting and wait for the right moment to make your move.
>”So what you are telling me is that you don’t sell salt here.” He asks the bartender.
>”What gave you that idea?” asks the bartender while cleaning a glass with a worn out cloth.
>”The sign outside says “The Salt Lick”, so I thought…”
>”You thought wrong.”
>”Yeah, but you have to admit it is a misleading name.”
>So he isn’t the smart type, that’s ok. You are used to dealing with dumb every day… wait, he wanted to buy salt at this hour of the night?
>”Sir, this is a bar. People come here to drink and sin. Are you going to order something?”
>The man ponders for a moment.
>”I probably shouldn’t. I have to work all night and…”
>”Then, may I suggest buying someone else a drink? Tonight there is a discount if you buy a drink for a lady” says the bartender nodding at you.
>This is your chance!
>Thanks bartender!
“It would be a lovely gesture.” You say to him in your “alluring voice”.
>”Sure! What would you like?” he asks with a smile.
“Pink Lady.”
>That isn’t too girly, right?
>”One of those please.” He asks the bartender, who delivers it almost immediately.
>Truly the work of an experienced man.

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>>29093593
>Time to start the conversation.
“So, what brings a cute little thing like you over here?”
>Act like if you are interested but in control, that’s got to keep up the mystery.
>”Little? I think I’m taller than you,” that’s what he picked up first? “Well, besides the salt, I’m trying to get familiar with the zone.”
“So you are not from around here.”
>”I just moved in on Christmas Eve. I’m fairly new to everything.”
“And what brings you to our noisy city? Business or… pleasure?”
>That’s it, show hints of what you are really after.
>”Business,” he answers with no doubt “I got an offer to act as a translator for some RichMart operations and it was convenient to be here, so I just took the chance and moved.”
“RichMart? Why you must be making quite some cash,” you lick your lips “Got anyone to share the spoils?”
>”No, It’s just me.” He answers, his dumb face showing no signs to be picking on your advances.
>This is making you lose your patience.
>Perhaps you should make it a bit clearer for him.
“Aren’t you lonely then? Don’t you wish for someone to keep you company on these cold nights?”
>He grasps his chin, as if he were contemplating something very important.
>”I’ve never thought about it until now… but you may be right miss. I do feel lonely at night.” >Yes! He is finally getting it!
>“Do you have any idea on how to get that solved?”
>Now, this part is crucial. Act just a bit uninterested, that way you reel him in further and have him think he is the one that conquered you and not the other way around.
“Well, perhaps…” you take your drink and look away from him, making sure he gets a good look at your posterior “You could figure it out yourself.”
>”Ok, sorry I asked.” He prepares to leave, “Thanks for your time, I won’t bother you anymore.”
>Son of a bitch.

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>>29093612
“Oh my god, are you really that dense?!” you scream out loud.
>”Is something wrong?”
“You are what’s wrong! Can’t you tell when someone is hitting on you?”
>”You were hitting on me? I thought I was making you uncomfortable.”
“It’s called acting tough! Girls do it to see if you have the balls to stay and make a move on them!”
>”Wow, Girls really do that?” he asks the bartender who chooses to not answer him “I should remember that.”
>Geez, what an idiot.
>”…Is it too late to start over?”
“Go fuck yourself.”
>”I’ll take that as a no. Well pleased to meet you.” And so he leaves the bar.
>You look over at your sister and your friend.
>They are both laughing their asses off.
>Fucking bitches.
“Bartender!” you bark at him “Vodka, now!”
>He begins to pour you a shot, but you take the bottle away from him and drink straight from it.
>Fuck everything.

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>>29057349
Stand Name: Superbeast

Stand Ability: [Adaptive Power Replication](http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Adaptive_Power_Replication)

Power - B

Speed - D

Range - B

Durability - D

Precision - A

Potential - E

Description: Superbeast's ability copies the ability of another stand. In order to do this Superbeast must be in physical contact with the user/stand. Once Superbeast has successfully copied the ability of the other stand Superbeast changes its color to match the enemy stand. The appearance of Superbeast resembles that of an emerald plated bug. The stand also uses the mosquito like mouth to absorb the ability of the stand.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHBtpqbOKXk

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>>29093634
Several drunken minutes later…
“I don’t need no loser to tell me I’m pretty, I can work at any brothel I want!”
>You are rambling on to the… where did the bartender go?
>Fuck him.
>Wait… who’s gonna give you more booze?
>Shit, this is bad.
>You need to find another bartender right now.
>You call out your [Material Girl] and… huh?
>It is already showing something…
>And just like that, something clicks inside your head and you sober up immediately.
>You get up and rush to find your sister.
>Luckily, you spot her leaving the men bathroom.
>”Bye boys…” she waves back to someone in the bathroom while putting her bra into place.
“Cloudchaser! We need to go!”
>”Why? Did you get lucky with someone? ‘Cause I just…”
>You don’t let her finish, as you shove your stand to her face.
“See here?” you point at a single red dot near the outskirts of Canterlot. “I’ve already met it in person once, so I can track it everywhere perfectly!”
>You sister slowly begins to understand.
>”That means that,”
“The cat is still alive!”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB-ur_x-1Hg
TO BE CONTINUED...

>>29093653
Stand Name: [Material Girl]

Stand User: Flitter Storm

Namesake: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQ30vbWxsqU

Stand Ability: [Locality Tracking]
(http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Locality_Tracking)

Stats:

Power: None

Speed: None

Range: A

Durability: E

Precision: C

Potential: D

Description: It is a thin golden rectangle made out of a glass like material. It can display the location of whatever the user is looking for, but need a great amount of information about it to show an accurate location, otherwise the result may vary. The only sure way for [Material Girl] to pinpoint an exact location is for the user to have already witnessed what it was looking for.

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>>29093656
That's it for today!

Next time, the cat is out of the bag, and it will bring hell to everyone.
Leave some feedback if you liked the story or not.

Pastebin updated!: http://pastebin.com/WP4W1KNm

>>29093674

Greato update, mein Freund. So if Flitter has a Stand, does that mean Cloudchaser has one, too? Because last I checked, Stands were inherited, even if the child was already born.

Unless Flitter was pierced by the arrow, and Cloudchaser wasn't.

>>29094354
Cloudchaser does indeed have a stand called [scissor sister]. She used it against agent 22 and to get some cats out of a bag without being hurt.

>>29094419
>TFW it's been a while since you read through all the stories, and can't remember all the details everyone throws in.

Shit...

>>29094476
Don't worry about it. I barely update like once per week at best. Things were bound to be forgotten.

>>29094487
For a reason that may not be related, can I get a Stand chart of [Scissor Sisters]? Y'know, for science.

>>29094625

Okay, this filler chapter of my story is giving me some shit. So to break me out of my rut, how about an All-star Battle?

>You're Erich Rammstein.
>And you're at the park yet again.
>Except this time, it's the middle of night.
>A few street lamps are on, but that's about it.
>The cool, brisk air coupled with the beauty of nature…
>This is what gives you peace.
>This is what brings a smile to your face.
>No one can appreciate this scenery the same way you can.
>Alas, all good things must come to an end.
>Hopefully, there will be another Reich.
>...A man can dream.
>You go to exit the park, and start heading home.
>As you do, your good mood takes a hit.
>There's a pair of women walking around, tittering and messing with each other.
>Rather, one is being overly excited, and the other is just figuratively sitting back, and letting her friend go off.
>They look alike, could they be sisters?
>But what's really bringing your blood to boil is their attire.
>Why do they insist on wearing such scandalous dresses?!
>You know it's unfair to judge people based on their attire, and you have no place telling people how to live.
>Hell, they were probably out clubbing.
>But Verdammt, these women could stand to have a little God blessed self respect!
>They aren't prostitutes!
>Probably...
>As you pass by, you fight the urge to open your mouth and say something.
>You fail.


https://youtu.be/vr4OT_9JWoQ
“Auf Wiedersehn, Schweinhund!” vs. The Beauty and the Brains!
OPEN THE GAME!

>>29094732

I can't actually open the game, yet. Need [Scissor Sisters]'s Stand chart.

>>29094625
I was planing to make one for the next update, but here you go!

Stand Name: [Scissor Sister]

Stand User: Cloudchaser Storm

Namesake: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4H5I6y1Qvz0

Stand Ability: [Cutting]
(http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Cutting)

Stats:

Power: C

Speed: A

Range: D

Durability: D

Precision: D

Potential: C

Description: It is a tall robotic woman shaped like a giant pair of scissors, with sharp blades as legs and her arms usually bent behind her head as a handle.
It can atack with a barrage of kicks/slashes so fast that no normal human could dodge them.
It may have a few tricks up her sleeve, but her user isn't smart enough to unlock it's full potential?

>>29094732
Oh, boy. This is gonna be sweet. Erich is gonna put them wenches in place!

>>29093637
So strong...
https://youtu.be/HlV82qLbQvI

Hey guys, back from vacation. I'm not gonna blogpost, but my grandfather ordered me a pair of Space Jam jordans for Christmas, so that's cool. At work atm, but I'll catch up on everyone's stories and try to finish up my next update tonight.

thanks for the new thread Ace, it totally slipped my mind. As always, SUTANDO PAROUD my horsefucking friends.

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>>29096163
Good to have you back man.

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>>29096177
Actually, it was these. Yeah I'm that faggot boi

>>29094732

“Degenerate Bimbos…”
>You walk on, despite hearing the tittering stop.
>”Hey, asshole! You wanna say that to my face?!”
>Just ignore them.
>You can't.
>You turn around.
“No, I don't wanna look at some degenerate bimbo caked in too much makeup!”
>They both look angry, but one has her hand on her sister's shoulder.
>The one being held back sighed, before grinning.
>”Whatever. You just wish you could get a girl as hot as me.”
>Don't say anything.
>You've already said enough.
“Why would I want to get with a walking STD?”
>Fich.
>Her friend is agape, but she's absolutely livid.
>>”Cloudchaser, look at how he's dressed! He's a-”
>”You motherfucker! You wanna take that back?!”
“...Yeah, I will take it back.”
>Leave it at that.
>Don't open your mouth.
“Why would I get with the very thing ripping our society apart? Your appearance and behavior may be pleasing to men and certain women, but when you're old, and wrinkled, what quali will you have? No one wants to take a whore as a wife. You're going to grow old and die alone.”
>”That does it! [SCISSOR SISTERS]!”
>You look up to see a robotic looking Stand flying at you!
>Scheiße!
“[BENZIN]!”
>”Auf!”
>A huge fist flies out from your coat toward the Stand, colliding lightly with it.
>It sends the Stand and it's user sliding back.
>She gets up with her friend’s help.
https://youtu.be/axYipaisy40
>You step up, opening your jacket to reveal [BENZIN].
“A whore and her Stand is still a whore.”
>She glares at you angrily, bringing out her Stand.
>”I don't care if you're a Nazi! I'm gonna cut that stupid look off your face!"
>Her friend sighs, placing a hand on her head.

>>29096494

Rammstein's theme - Eyes of Heaven OST
https://youtu.be/L_NhkZPMzAk
>You let her act first.
>Her Stand immediately shoots toward you, its legs stabbing forward.
>Predictable.
>You shoot your tentacles out from the darkness in front of you.
>Wrapping her Stand's legs first, you entangle the girl.
>She immediately tries to struggle against her unseen bonds.
“This was a surprisingly easy fight. I didn't expect much to begin with, but your Stand isn't-”
>You're cut off as the Stand's legs cut through her bonds rapidly.
>”You're an idiot! My [SCISSOR SISTERS] can cut through anything!”
>So you can't have your Stand hold hers.
>That's going to be annoying.
>Her Stand resumes her charge.
>You step back into the shadows, and disassemble yourself.
>You reassemble yourself behind the two women.
>They seem confused.
>”Hey! Where'd he go?”
>You smirk, summoning up a knight riding a horse.
>This is almost too easy.

>>29096606

>You see one of the women get an idea.
>”[MATERIAL GIRL]!”
>Wait, is she a Stand user, too?
>Might be best to hang back, and see what she can do.
>The other one turns around.
>...She's facing your direction.
>She looks up, straight at you.
>”There! He's over there!”
>She pointed you out!
>Scheiße! Her Stand lets her find things?
>You send your Knight forward preemptively.
>Her friend turns around.
>With a whinny, the horseback Knight charges toward the women...
>”[SCISSOR SISTERS]!”
>...And is immediately cut to ribbons.
>So together, they can find and cut anything.
“I'm impressed,”
>You smirk, causing them to stop.
“The two of you working together make for a dangerous foe. I can't hide from you, forcing me to confront you directly. And I can't defend against your attacks, forcing me to go on the offensive. I have a friend. She and her Stand are perfect for this type of scenario.”
>You look up at them, getting your Stand at the ready.
>”I think I'm going to emulate her a bit.”
>You charge forward recklessly, summoning your Stand and two shadow constructs.

>>29096641

>As you're about to hit the lighted area where they're standing, you suddenly disassemble yourself.
>Your constructs continue onwards, as you reassemble yourself some distance away.
>The wolf construct leaps at the first girl, only to be swiftly cut down.
>[BENZIN] goes to punch her, only to be decapitated.
>But she's not paying attention.
>Your shadow Hessian brings down his poleaxe on the one who can track you.
>But before he makes contact, he stops an inch away from her neck, and smiles at her.
>He's suddenly cut down by [SCISSOR SISTERS].
>The one girl turns to the other.
>”Flitter! Where is he?”
>>”H-huh? Oh yeah! Right! Um…”
>You can't help but grin.
>You begin deconstructing yourself, and reassembling yourself rapidly, and in multiple locations.
>>”He’s...over there! No wait-there! No, over there!”
>Your rapid teleportation speeds up, and is almost dizzying to you.
>You close your eyes, and just listen.
>”Flitter? You alright, Sis?”
>You can hear her frustrated tears forming.
>>”I...I don't know where he is!”

>>29096683

>That's what you were waiting for.
>You stop teleporting, and summon a shadow spear.
>You launch it at the lamppost above the girls.
>>”I-I got him! He's-”
>The light breaks, and broken glass rains down on the women.
>”Kyaaaa!”
>>”Eeeeek!”
>You watch [SCISSOR SISTERS] rapidly hack the broken glass away from the girls.
>All according to keikaku.
>You teleport one more time.
>”F-flitter?”
>Shaking, she looks down at her Stand.
>”W-where is he now?”
>You deliver your best impression of the TF2 spy.
“Right behind you.”
>You see them freeze, and you teleport away.
>[SCISSOR SISTERS] goes to attack the air as her user screams in fright.
>They both look in disbelief as you aren't there anymore.
>You decide it's time to finish this.
>You conjure a huge jackboot with a swastika on the bottom, and place it above the two of them.
>You wait for the one with the tracking Stand to look around.
>She then notices the giant boot above her, and you see her pupils narrow in fear.
>>”Gaaaaaahhh…”
>Unable to get a word out, she opts to pat her friend's shoulder instead.
>Her friend looks up, and freezes.
>You give a small laugh.
>The boot is thrust downward, and you hear the ladies cry out in terror.
>It stops before it crushes the two girls.
>You see them hugging each other, their eyes tightly shut.
>You almost feel sorry for them.
>Almost.
>You wait until they open their eyes, seeing nothing but the swastika on the bottom of the boot.
>Then, you pop [BENZIN]'s head out from the center, shooting it directly at their faces.
>”AUF!”
>This sets the two girls off.
>They run away screaming, scrambling to get away.
>With their exit, your good mood has returned.
>Hopefully, they'll take this as a lesson to become better people.
>You frown.
>You aren't much better.
>You couldn't help yourself again, and ended up scaring a couple girls into seeing things your way.

>>29096751

https://youtu.be/tfhqaxhqQvI
“Tch! In my effort to get you girls to improve, I discovered I need to improve as well. I'm going home.”

Winner: Erich Rammstein!

>>29096753
Nice ASB! Erich may need to improve his ways of conveing his principles to others, but as an espectator it is always funny to see his sadistic side.
Way to go Ace!

>>29096753
>>29096772
Give my boy Erich a pose if he does a nazi salute it's too normal it needs to be bizarre.

Bumpity bumpity bump

https://youtu.be/OPickRwpXeM

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>>29093637

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>Jojo fans be like pic related.

>>29100105
I never quite like understand that is he signature pose of jjba however is that Jonathan's pose or caesars? Since both do use it.

>>29101641
I don't think all poses are exclusive. Although Jonathan did make it first.

>>29102287
Talking about posers I compared arakis first pose (Jonathan) and compared it to his literal latest newest (Josuke) the creativity he has put in and evolved the ways his pose not only looks but describes the bizarreness is literally breath taking.

>>29074728

>You are Angel.
>And you're waking up from a short slumber.
>You take a moment to look around at your surroundings.
>You seem to be in the nurse's office.
>Poindexter is checking on Gioia who seems to be waking up, as well.
>”Oh, good! You're awake!”
>Gioia suddenly panics, pushing Poindexter away.
>>”Ew! Get away from me!”
>Poindexter catches himself, and frowns.
>”That's no way to treat someone who's helping you!”
>Gioia looks up at him.
>>”Huh? What do you mean?”
>Well, you suppose watching over you and her does count as helping.
>He looks away in thought.
>”You were stabbed by a splinter, right?”
>Defensively, Gioia nods.
>”Well, that splinter had a...Mind control substance on it. Someone was trying to take over your mind.”
>Gioia's guard begins to lower a little, but she suddenly looks kinda angry.
>>”Well, what does that have to do with anything?! It's not like you helped get it out of me!”
>”Actually, I did.”
>Yeah, you helped bring her to the-
>”I used Hamon to help destroy the substance taking over your mind.”
>...Nani?

>>29102986

>Gioia's expression changes.
>>”Y...You know Hamon?”
>No, he doesn't.
>Poindexter nods.
>”I used it to help save you, then brought you to the nurse's office. If it weren't for me, you'd probably be enthralled by a creepy guy.”
>Gioia's expression looks more like that of an admirer, now!
>That liar!
“Don't lie, Poindexter!”
>Poindexter and Gioia look over at you, and you sit up.
“That's not what happened, Gioia, don't listen to him.”
>Poindexter gulps.
“The Doctor is a Hamon master. He got rid of the thing in your arm, not Poindexter.”
>Gioia turns to Poindexter, staring angrily.
>Poindexter smiles nervously at Gioia.
>Gioia smacks him.
>Whoa jeez.
>>”I have no time for liars like you! To think I thought you were being a prince!”
>She turns away from Poindexter, sticking her nose up in the air.
>Poindexter sighs dejected, holding his cheek.
>Gioia stands up, and goes to help you out of the bed.
>>”Where is the Doctor now?”
“He…”
>That's right…
>The doctor shocked you, and left you here.
“He went to find the thing trying to mind control children on his own!”
>He left you here!
“That dummy dumb-head!”
>You kick the wall in frustration.
>You said you could help!
>He should have let you help!
>”Poindexter, are you in here?”

>>29102990

>You're Jojo.
>And you felt bad for tagging Poindexter like you did.
>You weren't trying to bully him.
>He didn't have to quit the team.
>He was a really good player.
>But it was like his Ripple was different after you hit him.
>You hope you didn't hurt him really bad.
>You ran to the nurse's office as soon as practice was over.
>There he was.
“There you are! Hey look, Poindexter, I'm sorry I tagged you with the ball like that. You didn't have to quit the team because of that, though! You're a really good player!”
>”Uh, well, I…”
>>”Uh, Jojo?”
>You look over and see Gioia and Angel at the bed.
>...
“So that's what happened.”
>Gioia and Angel spent some time bringing you up to speed.
“Someone is trying to mind control children, and Hamon can stop that from happening.”
>Everyone nods.
“So what are we waiting for?! We should get to the place this guy's at, and kick his butt!”
>Angel looks away in thought.
>”But we don't even know where he is. How're we supposed to find him?”
>You and Gioia start thinking, along with Angel.
>>”Uhh…I might know a way.”
>You look over at Poindexter.
>He glances around, nervously.

All I got for now. Stay tuned for more, later.

>>29102994
Nice. In a way, Poindexter's hustle should be respected. I'm sure he is gonna go places when he grows up.

http://dashingnerds.com/five-reasons-why-jojos-bizarre-adventure-is-awesome/

https://youtu.be/k1lE8ZVVNYw

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Hey guys, what would Josuke's name be if he was black?

Josuke Nigashikata

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>>29104811

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>When you find out sources of inspiration for Araki.

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>>29106120
>And the lucky land logo.

>>29106120
>>29106640
Wow i could never see what araki could see by just looking into everyone of those portraits going 'I will make a unique character with his / her own personality, stand, goal, friends and enemies.'

I changed my alarm song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCa6o_zzZXs

https://youtu.be/Pk2Jn1ype8k

Nyaruko confirmed for jojofag
https://youtu.be/M4TZMaaWMGg

>>29107825
Good taste confirmed?

Pillar man song is without question the best jjba song.

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Is this you?

its weird how in Japan it's better to read the manga rather than watch the anime since the manga came first but in western culture i.e mlp, the Simpsons etc... the animated shows come first followed by the comics

It's been a while since I posted, so I'll be doing a Hearth's Warming one-shot tomorrow

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>>29109671
I'm looking forward to it.

https://youtu.be/KDYW5F_tJu0

>>29109520
One could argue that western comics do come first, but I get what you mean.
Personally I encourage both reading the manga and watching the show.
>wrrryyyyyyd the manga.
I laughed at that.

>When you recall the first time you saw the second intro.
https://youtu.be/u_WwrvUwl_A

>>29111474
Damn you etika for not frequently streaming!! Watching him see mark die was pretty good

>>29109671

Scheiße. I was gonna do something similar on Christmas Eve. Well, I suppose I can post my one shot tomorrow, as well.

>'Twas the night before the night before Hearth's Warming Eve.
>You are Sonic Youth and you are on fifty layers of pre-planning these holidays.
>You're tired of last-minute shopping for your friends and other people so you're gonna be RESPONSIBLE. Super fucking responsible at that, holy hell.
>Except you realize that without the stress of deadlines hounding you...
>This is the most agonizingly dull thing you've ever done. Not the fact you're giving back to folks, no sir.
>However you have spent hours deciding which watch would work better with that Russian guy.
>...
>Maybe, just maybe, you should take bo-
>Your wallet cries in agony.
>No, wait, that's someone outside!
>You run up to the window and prepare for...oh who the fuck are you kidding, you lazily walk over and pull the blinds up.
>You see a pale but really buff guy jamming a weird fleshy bulb on a nerdy kid's neck.
>You close the blinds.
>You go back to online shopping.
>God, it's almost poetic how just like your mood, the amount of daylight drops SEVERELY in winter.
>Horribly poetic. Like, DeviantArt poetry poetic. So not poetic at all, just awful.
>...Ugh, you hate how you can't find the middle ground between "improvise everything and survive by the skin of your teeth" and "plan everything out, spending hours on the most minuscule detail."
>WAIT A SECOND. You just scrolled down and found another watch!
>It might work, but compared to the first two...
>Hmmmm...
>You bash your head against the table as an excuse to not think about this dumb shit for a moment or fifty.
>If only your Stand was a decision making Stand or-
>No, wait, now you feel guilty. Or maybe it does?
>You conjure「M E G A T R O N I C」just to be sure.
>...Looks the same as ever, but you're not taking any chances!
>You pat the topaz dwarf-like Stand on the head, even though you're pretty sure it's now glaring straight ahead.
"I could never replace you,「M E G A T R O N I C」 ol' pal!"
>Nothing is bought that night.

>>29112769
"FUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
>You totally fucked that up, buddy.
>Amazon won't be able to ship in time now, with the second-priciest shipping anyway.
>So you're now putting on your blue 80's-like outfit because you gotta go shopping.
>Fast.
>Now.
>Immediately.
>God why are you so retarded.
>You run out the door, not even taking a piece of bread in your mouth because you're THAT panicked.
>First thing's first, a watch. Russians like watches, right? Of course they do, the only people who would hate watches is Hitl-
>...You are suddenly glad you're a lazy dope.
>Well then, that jerk can just take something else that's fashionable, and it doesn't need to be reasonably priced!
>You barge into the first store you find, and grab the first thing that looks good.
>That's the plan, anyway, but all these sofas look. Bad.
>Okay, that's false, there's just no way you can haul one back.
>"Good day sir, may I help you with choosing a sofa? Can I interest you in our selection of quills?"
>Wow, you're finally glad that the nearby neon mini golf course was replaced by a Quills and Sofas.
>Hell has frozen over, folks. Make sure to sin and you can pretend to be a viking!
"I need quills that would go well with a Third Reich or whatever the hell!"
>The employee is horrified.
"It's for a friend."
>No response.
"No, really, this is the one time in your life when someone will say "it's for a friend" and they'll mean it. Please, if not for me, do it for how rare this opportunity is."
>Now he's just looking at you like you're a buff cross-dresser offering him tequila.
"I'll just find myself."
>"They start at aisle 9."
"Thanks."
>A nearby green man goes back to browsing sofas, trying to forget the spectacle that just happened.
>He wished he was at home fucking Twilight Sparkle.
>As soon as you reach aisle 9, you're in quill heaven.
>9 is for monochrome quills, though, so you'll have to try another.
>10 has reds. Well, they have red armbands. This works.

>>29112857
>You grab the first one and immediately hold it out in a salute.
>Hmmm.
>You put it down, and try again with the next.
>Yeah this works better.
>You put THAT down, and then just skip to the other side because holy hell you don't have all day!
>You grab it, and salute!
>...You're feeling it. But how well will this work?
>You hold it on your arm, consider you don't have any sleeves and therefore nothing to tuck it into. No string either.
>Time to give this the field run, even though you'll sound like an asshole:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MEDqUfoiNCQ In case you don't get it, the joke is that Sanic thinks Nazis are Russians. Based off a true story.
>You hop around doing a really weird Nigerian-German accent, warning some imaginary friend or whatever about ze pillar men.
>Good lord, I'm the narrator, I'm supposed to just tell you what's going on and not break the fourth wall like a lolsorandumb Pokemon fanfic, but I need to tell you that you look and sound like a tool right now. Jesus christ.
>In the middle of your ramblings, you notice the blonde blue-eyed girl looking at you like you're insane.
>You stop, and just look back like you fully agree with that statement.
>Silence.
>...Bleach sounds delicious now.
>"You bring shame to our people,
Blödmann."
>The damn Ivan walks off, thinking she totally got you.
>Oh, you'll show her!
>You run down the aisle, turn to the left, and unleash your most killer roast of all time:
"WHY DON'T YOU SQUAT ON MY DICK, IVAN."
>You proceed to make the most obnoxious woop all the way to the register.
>You give the cashier the quill and cash.
>"Sir."
>Oh hey, it's the guy who you assume is the manager.
>"I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"And I'll ask if I can finish my purchase, at least. After you."
>The manager does not know whether you're genuinely retarded or the world's most masterful ruseman.
>"Please. Just go."
"Gladly. Remember the Alamo, my old foe."
>By Alamo you mean mini golf course.

>>29112918
>Alright, you got one gift down!
>And there's...three left. Yeah, let's go with three, you're already wanting to go home and play video games all day.
>The first is for that mopey guy who may or may not have become happier. You can't tell.
>He gets positive thinking. Done, next is a present for that green douchebag named Anonymous.
>What would Anonymous hate?
>You think deeply. First, a mask. It has to be a mask because he's incognito, right?
>So, you remember you saw V for Vendetta yesterday. You liked it, so he probably hates it if you're lucky.
>You figured it out, in a method that totally isn't an asspull just to meme it up! You're giving him a V for Vendetta mask!
>Given that you walked into Walgreens because you needed to pick up some Altoids, this is a convenience that will help the author get this done ASAP so he can sleep. Nice.
>Sure enough there's a mask, which you grab.
>"Nice mask, fag."
>Oh jesus christ, that spacenigger is RIGHT THERE. But his Stand changed to three planets.
"Nice lack of my dick in your mouth, gaylord."
>"Keep it in your pants, you two."
>You're about to deliver an epikk burn when OH MY GOD, TWO ANONS
>AND THIS ONE HAS AN DIFFERENT STAND
>"Dude, nice Stand! I bet it has a rad power!"
>"Thanks! Yours looks like it's fun."
>You start frothing at the mouth in rage.
>Then the door opens and in comes a rainbow horse, followed by-
>"DUDE, IT'S YOU! BUT A STAND!"
>"Well yeah, you don't look that good."
>The horse looks up to her Stand.
>"Dude, are they friends of yours?"
>"They are now! Yo guys, let's hang out!"
>The three all gather to brohug, and the four-legged thing joins in while you convulse.
>"Hey. Uh, you're his Stand User, right? Do you believe in love at first sight?"
>"W-what?!"
>"Yeah what he said! But make that cumming inside at first sight."
>"Oh dammit, should've known these guys are into ponies."
>"What do you mean, should've known?! WAIT, DO YO-"
>"Shut up everyone, that guy's having a seizure!"
>You're that guy.

>>29113036
>You wake up in a weird bed, feeling naked despite the fact your shirt now has sleeves.
>"He's awake, get the doctor."
>Oh. Fuck, you're in a hospital. You must've fucked up big time.
>No, wait, you just had an angry seizure because of all the green cunts wearing suits. Fuck those guys.
>You stare at the ceiling for a bit when the doctor comes back in, doing doctor stuff. I don't know I'm trying to end this.
>"Are you well, Mr. Youth?"
>Haha, oxymoron alert!
"Only physically, doctor. Even then I have to wonder. Did I get any visitors?"
>"A few. Besides the men who brought you in, there was a Ziggy Stardust and an Anon Yancy Mous."
>Yes! You knew you could count on him! And ugh, that asshole. In that order.
>You don't even know why you're a dick to him besides the whole "you sucking at friendship and not fully grasping the concept of multiple friends" thing, but maybe he just interprets it as you having Tourette's or being Australian.
>You really don't want to think about this stuff right now, actually. The ceiling is cooler than this.
>"Mr. Youth, are you listening?"
>Oh fuck he asked a question.
"I am now, doctor, sorry."
>"It's fine. You seem to be in good condition, but we'll have to monitor you for a little while longer. You'll be out by 9."
>...Fuck, the stores will probably be long closed.
>Even if not you wanna go home. You're way too bummed out over how you never got Star's present to do anything.
"Yeah okay."
>"Alright. Nurse Redheart, I leave him to you."
>Oh right, there's a hot nurse standing there.
>Goddammit you feel too lousy and your ego is too bruised for this.
>"Sonic Youth, was it?"
"Yeah."
>She seems to ponder for a moment, before approaching you.
"If you're going to assassinate me with your Stand, I'll turn to a more vulnerable position."
>"What?! No, not at all! But I KNEW you were a Stand User!"
>She deploys her own Stand that you're too tired to look at, and therefore it cannot be described.
"Please let me rest."

>>29113130
>After enduring the Nurse's questions about life with a Stand, you get to rest.
>If you weren't down in the dumps you'd be all over her. Older women who still have some youthful enthusiasm in them? Hell fucking yes please, you'll cream that cake any day.
>But not today.
>You're so busy feeling like crap that 9 PM arrives fast.
>You're released after signing some papers, into the cool night.
>...You really wish you brought a jacket, even though it was a warm day for winter today.
>"Excuse me."
>You turn and see Redheart there.
>"I just wanted to apologize for bo-"
"It's okay bye."
>You turn away and do your best powerwalk.
>Which is a somewhat less slow slow walk.
>"Wait, will you PLEASE let me apologize, at least?"
>You turn to her, hoping that you don't look as crushed as you feel.
"I'm sorry, but I kind of ruined my life today and I need to cry myself to sleep. But I forgive you."
>A moment of nothing but a gentle breeze.
>She then approaches you.
>"If it's not too much too ask, how about we start over, if you want?"
>She offers a handshake, to which you respond like a rational person and-ahahahaha no way pal. You give her a bear hug like the sappy crybaby you are.
>"Um, you're squeezing.."
"Sorry."
>You loosen up a bit.
"I kinda suck at this whole shebang. Sorry."
>After the initial surprise of being hugged by a guy who seems to have way too much blue clothing wears off, she reciprocates it.
>"It's fine."
"No, I'm kind of a mess."
>"It's okay, you don't have to be perfect."
"Agree to disagree. I'm a mess."
>"Fair enough. But you're still doing fine."
"Be honest, how much of what you're saying is movie quotes?"
>"About half of it, sorry. This isn't something I'm really prepared for."
"It's fine. I'm not prepared for anything, personally."
>"You're really telling me that?"
"I'm kind of running out of reassuring things to say."
>"Well, I appreciate what you've said so far."
"Neat."
>...
>"So it's fine when I do it, hmm?"
"...Yeah, pretty much."

>>29113178
>After that sorta spaghetti-fueled moment, you go home.
>Thankfully you have the quill, at least.
>"-those caked-up whores tried to face me, what a waste of time that was!"
>Holy shit speak of the devil.
>There he is, the Russian guy!
>AND YOU HAVE HIS PRESENT RIGHT HERE!
"YO! Erichlov!"
>He turns his head towards you, dressed in his Nazi uniform and already knowing the gist of what's about to happen.
>"Oh. It's you."
"Sorry, I don't speak vodka, but Merry Christmas!"
>You present him the quill.
"It goes well with your armband, right? Perfect for slaughtering jews or whatever the hell you crazy Ivans do."
>"Oh for god's sake, I-"
"Shhh. It's okay. I think there's some Russian blood in me, too."
>"Shut the fuck up and LISTE-"
"Shhhhh."
>You gently pat his face, and for whatever reason he doesn't Benzin your shit up on the spot.
"It's okay, man. Cyka blyat moist nugget to you too, man."
>He doesn't even respond.
"Merry triple echoes Christmas close triple echoes."
>You give him a pat on the shoulder before making your merry way home.
>Only one to go now. You did good today.
>Erich considers the possibility that the weird guy who always calls him Russian is serious, and therefore brain damaged.
>"Perhaps I'll die in my sleep tonight and not have to face this horrifying reality again."
>You make your way home, gradually getting your energy back.
>Dammit, you're probably gonna be too energetic to sleep when you get home. This sucks.
>Might as well see if there's any shops open this late tonight.
>There's one with a snail wearing a sombrero! Yeah fuck that noise, you're sick of breadsticks.
>Uh. There's one that seems to have a doctor inside it battling with a vampire.
>You're not in the mood to shop til you drop dead.
>Ooh, this weird fortune shop looks fun and slightly tacky! The best kind of tacky!
>Until a pair of disembodied arms wave at you from within, as they organize the cash register.

>>29112425
I should say: I'm so, so sorry. Even if that's a lie and I'm giggling like a little girl.

>>29113212
>You finally make it home.
>One last look over your shoulder, and there are no arms following you.
>Thank god, last thing you needed was for those things to, TWIST YOUR ARM!
>Damn you're too creative to sleep.
>You go inside, lock the door behind you, and realize you still don't have a present for Ziggy.
>...Well, you can always buy a gift card but now you gotta put this convenient creativity to work.
>You grab a paper, pen, and start drawing.
>No, that's a lie, it's not drawing. It's more like a visual shitpost.
>You spend far too long on the front side, and there's still 3 parts to draw and write in!
>So we're skipping ahead oh god can this end yet? You know what yeah it's ending now.
>With that declared, your card is finished. The front page is meant to depict that time you got beat up by a guy with a Rocket stand with Ziggy.
>The inside says "MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE GUY WHO HANGS AROUND YOU TOO MUCH," and shows the time you forced Ziggy to take a cat off your hands.
>"THANKS FOR BEING MY FRIEND EVEN IF I KINDA SUCK AT IT. -Sonic Youth"
>Gotta have your font all big and expressive for homemade cards, right?
>The backside just has Starman and Megatronic posing like a badass alien and dwarf, respectively.
>Yeah, this is rad.
>You put it in an envelope and remember NOT to seal it, you need a gift card too.
>But for now you SLEEP.
>You can be hygienic in the morning, you're tired as balls.
>As soon as you're under the covers and lying down, you're already fading out...

>Meanwhile, Care Root looks at a memory of a man dressed in blue telling him the most valuable info he'll ever hear in his life.
>Well, apparently it's useful and uplifting, considering he can use it for power.
>Without a second thought he uses it in his fight against [REDACTED, PLEASE COME BACK WRITEFAG I NEED MORE CARE ROOT'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE]
END. Hope this was fine.

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>>29113262
Beautiful. Sonic sure does know this is the season of givin'.
And Ditherer, please come back. We all miss you.
>>29112425
>>29109671
I'm looking forward to all of these holydays greens.
Good thing my current story is set after christmas ,although in 2014, beacuse that's probably when I'll finish it.

Merry JOJO-mas guys
https://mega.nz/#F!i8gXCKzT!iS-1nZjbKwi1dvN4cwD8XQ

>>29113886
/r/ing araki to draw his JoJos gathered around a Christmas Tree

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>>29114232

https://youtu.be/hMY_X4Qlbt0

>>29115314
I want to cum inside jolyne

>tfw today is the last Jojo Friday in a while...
https://youtu.be/rKaBtwbvrZo

https://youtu.be/L2ZMCzF8BoE

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>>29113567
I'm summoned.

Sorry for completely failing NaNoWriMo. I know it's what every unpaid creative on the planet says, but a lot's happened in the last over-a-month. I've learned Welsh, I got a degree, I wrote a green that got ridiculously hyped, I need to get a better-paying job and now it's Christmas.

The problem with CRBA is that I started out really hype for the ending, and the middle just appears in front of me while I'm writing, and it seems like it'll be a while. Somehow this is even true of the current episode, where I've written everything except what happens after my last cliffhanger.

Remedying that now.

>>29118284
We're just glad you're here, dude
Also, congrats on the degree
What's it in?
>'Twas the night before Christmas
>Or in Equestria, Hearth's Warming
>And you're pretty sure it's not night
>Considering it's 10 in the morning
>Be Anon, a human
>Wading through the snow
>To find your friends presents
>And make their faces glow
>If only you hadn't forgotten
>Until before Hearth's Warming Day
>Damn you, procrastination!
>Damn you, to the end of days!
>An okay sum, your allowance
>So there's no need to rob.
>You know, one of these days
>You REALLY need to get a job
>Not that you don't appreciate
>The generosity of your friends each
>But, to put it quite mildly
>You feel like such a leech
>Enough of your depressing thoughts
>You have a job right now!
>You must help your friends find joy
>Like uncle Donald with his cows
>Walking down the main road
>Of Ponyville, sliding through sleet
>A known face, Wind Rider
>Striding down the street?
>Was he not still in prison?
>Though his sentence was reduced
>Perhaps he just likes the town a lot
>So far, that's all you've deduced
>You head over and greet him
>He reacts with a shock
>"Anon? I-Is that you?"
>He asks with a gawk
"Yup. It's me, Anon.
Your friendly neighborhood hume."
"But enough expositing, dear Wind Rider.
"I ask, how are you?"
>"I'm... doing okay, how about you?"
"I'm doing fine."
"What say we grab a drink,
If you happen to have the time?"
>"Well, that just sounds splendi-"
>"WIND RIDEEEEER!"
>Aw fuck, it's Rainbow
>Your conversation intruder
>You set up Saturn's Children
>Next to Wind Rider, at your discretion
>And Rainbow, the open book she is
>Flies straight in his direction
>Thank god she hasn't gained a Stand
>Else she'd see your trick
>She has no time redirect herself
>As she's flung straight into the brick
>A hole opens in the accompanying store
>A shop of sofas and quills
>You and Wind make like thieves in the night
>And ditch while Rainbow shrieks so shrill

>>29118316
Y-you too. I found the teamup story on Desu, wanted to say your version of Care was accurate enough it made me laugh. Some of it was like reading my own material. I like that he got to fight a vampire, and how he comes across as a paranoid jerk on his first impression, it solidifies why he's so alone. And I never would've thought of the spikes thing. Communications.

>>29118284
Latest episode, up to now: http://pastebin.com/jZdeCATq

>Okay.
>First things first.
>You glance back the way you came, surveying the lots for the singers.
>No sign.
>Next issue.
>He's relaxed, standing tall and straight but without any tension.
>Even the ring separates into finer floating grit, particles arcing and dipping lazily.
>Waiting for the first punch.
>Does he think you won't use the same trick twice?
>You point and fire a laser at his shoulder.
>His Stand doesn't even move to block it.
>In the instant of your attack, the grey ring comes alive.
>Faster than you can see, it shifts, spinning with freakish momentum, and hits the beam of light.
>The laser bounces and goes wild, heading for your head.
>T3 throws a shield up on reflex, and it's your only saving grace from a fried brain.
>The laser bounces again, hitting a car window.
>Then, like a paddleball, it ricochets and hits the shield again.
>You know it's not supposed to be that impervious to decay.
>This was a half-second attack.
>It bounces again, jumping around a bunch of mirrors, and comes back in an ultimate act of inconvenience.
>You spin the shield and deflect it at your enemy.
>At least then he won't stand there looking smug at you.
>But the ring flies to protect him again, shredding the light in mid-flight.
>Bits of it speckle the grey of the ring as they join the orbit.
>The rest leave dents in nearby cars.
>Not one hits him.

>>29118706
>You throw a fist of hard light at his head that's twice its size.
>It's half absorbed and half scattered, bounding everywhere and forcing you to waste more time on shields.
>While it's being deflected you generate a second one at his leg.
>The ring stretches diagonally to block it, too.
>"Might as well give up, Kid. ｢Sweet Thing Reprise｣ was designed to stop anything you could throw at me. None of your fireworks are gonna land today. And I'll be sure to reveal all the gory details about who's paying for them to your girl here, if you don't pick up your game."
>He finally moves to step closer to you, and it's just to leer.
>"But that's only half of what my Stand can do, now. Betcha thought the world hated you before, when I made a sink treat you bad."
>With that, there are a dozen synchronized rumbles.
>All of the cars dented by your shredded light rev to life.
>Each one begins pulling out of its space.
>Fuck.
>You scramble to get into your car.
>Derpy follows your lead, jumping in and slamming the door behind her.
>The enemy Stand user shakes his head and steps forward towards you, leaning in to bring the ring closer.
>You burn for a shield, and then a bigger second shield to block the rebound from the first.
>Neither last for more than a couple of seconds, but it's enough time to start the--
>You're not in the driver's seat!
>Derpy grabs the keys from you and jams them in.
>You notice the ring around his Stand's head turn a fluorescent blue.
>It barely registers, though.
>Derpy sits frozen, hands on the wheel, as she sees it too.
>There are cars in front of yours.
>And backing out means death.

>>29118714
"Alright, on my mark, floor it."
>She nods without looking at you.
>You don't want to know if she's thinking about what this fucker just said to taunt you.
>You have to burn something bigger to make the curves fit your wheels, but you cover all four in hard light.
"Now!"
>You lift, and she stomps the pedal.
>The world shifts under you, and direction gets slightly confused as you're thrown, in a wheelie, over the obstacle.
>The impact nearly throws you out of your seat, and your headrest punches you hard enough to leave a bruise.
>But you're alive.
>A wild shot of light flies out of the ring, missing your car and smashing into three others.
>They hum to life.
>Without any prompting, Derpy peels out down the aisle, racing for the open road.
>Good. You need to get--
>Wait.
"Where are we going?"
>You hope you're not distracting her.
>"My house, Ludus Avenue. It's not far, so if we lose him it's a safe hideout."
>You imagine this guy following you into Derpy's home.
>You imagine what would happen if that spinning ring brushed against her.
>Or you, for that matter.
"If."
>Then you hold on as you're nearly thrown again.
>One last hard turn, but now you're on the street proper.
>You check the rearview in the center, even though it's not angled for you.
>The bastard's sitting on the hood of one of the cars.
>They're approaching in a phalanx.

>>29118717
>As you roll down a window, you realize there's some good news here.
>He might be protected from your attacks, but they aren't.
>You lean out the window to get a better shot, and feel grateful the roads are so empty right now.
>A concentrated burst at the gas tank of the car to his right, and it screeches to a halt immediately, cutting back three others.
>Another one, and most of his backup's gone.
>He throws more light at you, but you deflect it and aim for his tires.
>If you can keep him back, even for just a little while, you know you can get away.
>His car swerves around your first shots, so you decide to stop being so predictable.
>You generate a hard edge, hanging in the air, less than a foot off the ground.
>It connects before he can even react, slicing through the rubber and leaving him skidding on his previous momentum.
>After a couple seconds, Derpy's the only one breaking the speed limit.
>Phew.
>You turn to her.
>She's driving with one eye closed, staring unyieldingly at the route ahead.
"How long until we get there?"
>"We're about to reach the neighborhoods, and then Ludus should only be a few minutes."
>You nod, and double-check behind your car.
>Fuck, he's still here!
>Pushed along, skidding and sparking, by a small conga line of other sliced-up cars, all of them shaking with speed.
>They're getting him to you.
>He flexes a bit, reaches out, and the ring widens a little.
>You throw up a shield, and it breaks.
>It connects, clipping your trunk, and Derpy cries out as the wheel stops responding.

More tomorrow.