JoJo Thread #14: "Goys are back in town" Edition

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>>29911136

In order to facilitate the creation of new stands and easy bumps here's a handy stand generator;
http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~dft29/Stand_Generator/Stand-Generation-Overdrive.html

And if you want to go the extra mile, replace the ability you get in ｢Description｣ and write your own description of how your Stand looks and works, along side the song or artist you're referencing in your Stand. That'd be sweet.

Stand Proud!

>>29911145
Whether your new to the thread or have been here since the start and want an outlet for your creativity without undertaking a massive story, why not try your hand at an All Star Battle?

Many stands have been 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]
>And if you're feeling really creative, you could write multipe stand users fighting, either in groups or be a huge battle royal.
>Example: The ｢SHADOWBOLTS｣ vs The ｢WONDERCOLTS｣
>And in true Jojo fashion, feel free to get creative with it. Maybe write a conflict that isn't a straight up battle.
>Example: Rainbow Dash decides to prank Pinkie Pie with her newly gained stand, unbeknowenst to the fact that Pinkie also possesses one, and shenanigans ensure.

We've had many ASB's.
The battle of the greens: http://pastebin.com/nYizqLre (embed)
Or the Triple Pink Ponkdown! http://pastebin.com/0GKTJbDC (embed)
We've seen team-ups against powerful foes http://pastebin.com/AUjwjBcF (embed)

But we still ask ourselves... do we stand a chance against the Jojo protagonists?

>ASB: Jonathan vs. Fire in the Church http://pastebin.com/si7M9A9f

>ASB:Giorno Giovanna VS Erich Rammstein
http://pastebin.com/Atks9007

>Jolyne Cujoh Vs. [Saturn's Children]
https://pastebin.com/YbMARP67

And I need to get back to work on Rainbow Dash vs. Josuke 4.

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>>29911145
Whoops, forgot the next part to this.

>>29911157
New to the thread and don't know what to read?
Here's a short listing:

>Rammstein's Bizarre Adventure: (Ace_Sorou)
Erich Rammstein is a NatSoc and stand user living in Canterlot that gets often dragged to battles against other stand users.And his sister is a cute. A CUTE!
Status: ONGOING
All chapters here: http://pastebin.com/u/Ace_Sorou

>Dimensional Link: (A-non moose)
Pinkie Pie stabs Anon with the Stand Arrow, thus granting him a stand. And everything is fine and dandy, until said arrow becomes Twilight's stand. Now Anon and his pony friends need to find a way to create a new arrow and give it back to Pinkie's family because tradition... or is that all?
Status: ONGOING
All chapters here: http://pastebin.com/u/A-nonMoose

>Stan(d)on in Equestria:(AusAnon)
Rainbow Dash misteriously develops the stand of ｢ANONYMOUS｣, which has its own will, and quickly become friends. But when the ｢NIGHTMARE｣ returns to Equestria, it is up to them to fight it and any other stand user that gets in their way.
Status: ONGOING
All chapters here: http://pastebin.com/u/AusAnon

>MY LITTLE JOJO: STANDS ARE MAGIC: (Cameo)
After Twilight and Starlight prod Anon's soul in an attempt to give him magic, his "Soul Stone" shatters everywhere, granting anypony in contact with it a stand. Anon also develops a stand, but a new threat comes to Equestria, trying to get a hold of the soul shards and get rid of Anon and his friends in the process...
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/Creamymemedaddy

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>Care Root's Bizarre Adventure: (Ditherer)
When Stands become normal in CHS, the antisocial loser Care Root gets one that burns up his own future with every use. After a chance encounter with his soulmate, that future suddenly changes, making him one of the most dangerous Stand users in play. Will he survive the conspiracies and shadow-wars raging across Canterlot when even victory can burn up his reason for fighting?
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/Ditherer

>Coco's Bizarre Adventure: Nothing's Kingdom (Ditherer)
On the night King Sombra reconquers Equestria and sends the Elements into comas, Coco Pommel falls off her balcony, sorts out her life, and gets saved by a mysterious power before she hits the ground. With the power of Stand, she ventures beyond Manehattan to foil Sombra's plans, save civilization, and - most importantly - revive Rarity.
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/Ditherer or http://www.fimfiction.net/story/328442/cocos-bizarre-adventure-nothings-kingdom

>French Anon's Bizarre Adventure: (FrenchAnon)
Anon is an intern in the SpeedWagon Foundation, but after a terrorist attack during an experiment with a stand arrow, he is transported to Canterlot High...
Status: This story has not been updated in a long while...
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/Bun2pUFy

>Anon's Bizarre Adventure: Canterlot Escapade: (FriskyBits)
Anon and Pinkie Pie get stabbed with an arrow and develop stands of their own. After meeting with other stand users, they decide to investigate who is responsible of going around town giving powers to random people.
Status: This story has not been updated in a while.
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/QivjKsiH

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>>29911163
>Stand by Me: (FuckFaceMcGee)
Anon Y. Mous, your slacker green weeb, becomes really close with his purple neighbour Twilight Sparkle. After watching Jojo toghether, Twilight develops an "Evoker", which is capable of granting a stand to whomever is shot by it. Flash Sentry, in a fit of jealousy, steals the Evoker and starts creating an army of stand users to get in the way of Twilight and Anon's relationship.
The OG story!
Status: The author is on a hiatus.
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/515d4KLQ

>Anon's Stando Adventure: (Omnee)
Anon gets invited by Celestia to check the "Sovereign Arrow", an ancient relic said to grant powers to whomever survives being stabbed by it. After messing with it, Anon is able of weilding the power of stand, but apparently a shady group is coming for his life. And either by bad luck or destiny, his friends get stabed with the arrow and get stands of their own.
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/Omnee_Potent

>Kira Visits Horseland: I Want It All (Omnee)
Yoshikage Kira, after the events of Part 4, awakens in Equestria with a downgraded version of his stand. Now, under a false identity, he plans to get back his powers and his quiet life.
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/Omnee_Potent

>Friendship's Bizarre Adventure Part one! The Dark Side of the Moon (Phase 2)
Jovial Journey, a.k.a. Jojo, is a talented psychiatrist in Equestria assigned to council Princess Luna. But after she becomes Nightmare Moon, it is up to Jojo, Celestia and other ponies to stop her from resurrecting Discord.
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/DNZ6FD9q

>Daring Do and the Arrows of Marapore.feat Ziggy (StarAnon)
Mild-mannered Ziggy Stardust is sent to negotiate with A.K. Yearling on behalf of her publisher, only to become embroiled in a Daring Do adventure featuring some especially magical arrows.
Status: Complete
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/9fSMNBDh

>>29911167

>Interview with a Stand User (StarAnon)
Featherweight is a sick child staying in Canterlot's Hospital.His condition gets worse quickly and so does his hopes of living, until one day his mother brings a quirky character to visit him.
Set after the events in "Daring Do and the Arrows of Marapore"
Status: Complete
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/dqnGFj3m

>Cat Armed Phenomena (StarAnon)
Flitter and Cloudchaser, the Stand-wielding Storm Sisters, find their occupational luck changing when they get a job tracking down a very special missing cat. Unfortunately, they're not the only Stand users trying to get their hands on "Princess Blue"...
Set before the events in "Daring Do and the Arrows of Marapore"
Status: Complete
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/WP4W1KNm

>JoJo Green? It might be a thing: (Superkeaton)
Anon, a self proclaimed PSIE-ntist, wants to uncover the misteries of Canterlot City, but he may be in more than he can handle.
The story is supposed to feature the stand [Beautiful Liar].
Status: This story has not been updated in a long while...
All chapters: http://pastebin.com/jLVdFdQV

>JoJo's bizarre adventure part 9: Cars & Chaos... and JoeJoe: (Writroplex)
JoeJoe is a student in Canterlot High that doesn't get along with anyone else, but after discovering he is part of the Joestar linage, bizarre events may happen.
Status: This story has not been updated in a while.

>Shizuka Joestar in Canterlot High (not the official title): (FightingPen)
Anon, a normal student in Canterlot High, is tasked to show the new student around the school. But not long after meeting Shizuka, he gets involved in a stand battle...
Status: ONGOING
All chapters: Please provide a pastebin.

>>29911163

Finally, I'm a moron. French Anon's Bizarre Adventure is updating, and it's status is ONGOING. New pastebin here: https://pastebin.com/u/JosefJoestar

As well, I think I'm missing a page from that comic. If anyone has the third page, that'd be great.

>>29911175

Making a General thread is hard, and I'm tired. Good morning.

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>>29911185
You did great Ace.
I should also rush on finishing "Jotaro vs. [Feathery] writing a sentence per day isn't as productive as one would think

>>29911136
>Nazi OP pic

Does /pol/ / fans of the nazis like JoJo, specifically part 2?

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>>29911163
>hasn't been updated in a long while
B O I
for real though, thanks for making the general ace, when I get home, I'll post the pastebin i made

Bumping time

>>29911795
He did though.
>>29911175

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>>29912054
Oh shit I didn't see that, my bad ace.

Fuck me, I want to go home bump

>>29912081
Love that art work and damn those feels hit me more then they should have.

Rip crazy nineties hello swag noughties Italy.

>>29911782

Well, there's me, and I think the Pillar Men are amazing.

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>>29911782
>not liking the mechanazi with a chest-cannon

>>29912889
So wait, are you actually an honest-to-god nazi? I'm confused on that point.

>>29913227

Well, I tried to say something last thread. But yeah. Having read The Abolition of Interest Slavery to Debt by Gottfried Feder, Mein Kampf by You-Know-Who, and Breaking
the Spell by Dr. Nicholas Kollerstrom I feel confident saying I agree with National Socialism, and Hitler did nothing wrong.

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>>29913523
Then in the interest of goodwill ITT Let's agree to disagree.

After all, we don't know each other and this is an anonymous Kazakhstani thoat-singing forum,
so I won't debate shit here.

This must be how Joseph felt after Stroheim started helping him pic related

>>29913622

Well, I can't argue with those dubs. But if you ever want a different opinion on history, you know where to find me. On the plus side, I don't feel as bad writing about what I'm going to write about in future chapters.

>>29913649
You write damn fine stories. It's like the ideologies of America and past Germany have woven together in this thread, creating a tapestry wound tight by the people who come from all walks of life to write autistic MLP/JoJo crossover fics. We got Amerifats, we got Nazis, we got a Strayan or two, and we even have an Argentinian who types English pretty damn well.

Any Anons ITT from outside the USA?

>>29913692
And a Frenchie, I can't believe I forgot the Frenchie

>>29913711
Wait
Does
Does everyone think I'm french
Like actually french?

>>29913913
Why, are you a filthy Quebecois?

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>>29913924
Naw m8 I'm from America, just a black guy from houston, I speak amd understand the language, my cousin is fron france, but I'm not

Oh man, I didn't mean to mislead anyone of I did.

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>>29913692
>An Argentinian who types English pretty damn well.
You give me more credit than I deserve.
Thanks man.

>>29913956

You're still a good man. You do awesome, you Not-French bastard.

>>29913956
It's cool m8. I don't know very many Amuricans that can speak or write French the way you do, so nice job there. You really did fool me though, which I think is pretty hilarious.

>>29913970
Any time amigo.

What are your thoughts on the newest chapter of Jojolion?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8CnPHyeDGg

>>29915069
Now I just feel kinda bad for Jobin. He got beat up for having a faulty memory, was forced to do horrible things to his mom for the sake of not getting assaulted every day, and accidentally gave a guy a contusion when he discovered his Stand. I still feel nothing but disgust towards Kaato, who knew what happened at the shrine and made the decision to bury a middle schooler alive because he was tormenting her son instead of taking him to the cops or dealing with him nonlethally. She to rebel against a "life decided by men" and did so by willfully choosing to murder a child with the aid of her probably 9 or 10 year old son.

I'm far more interested in the fact that young Jobin has Rock Human-like cracks on his face in the flashback and what that could mean for him and Kaato as people.

In addition to that, Dolomiti made it sound like Jobin isn't gonna be the final boss, since he mentioned all sorts of other people out there who're gonna want some of the rokakaka fruit with or without Jobin smuggling them.

Okay, got home from a friends house, so I'm gonna start writing up some shit soon and by soon i mean an hour or so

>>29916199
Coolio it'll be cool when everything gets their finals out of the way to get a shit ton more green.

https://pastebin.com/u/JosefJoestar

continuing from part 3

>You're anon again, and you're heading down the hallway with Treehugger in tow
>You were very hesitant of her when she snuck up on your ass like the hash slinging slasher, but she seems alright so far
>There's just something off about her....
>I mean, besides the fact she's an obvious pothead
>She's got a fucking 4/20 blaze it bracelet on her fucking wrist for christ sakes, could she make it more obvious?
>But naw, it wasn't that....
>it was the posing
>Now back where you came from, stand users would usually pose because of the excess energy flowing through their bodies needed release
>Bending and twisting their bodies in unique and fabulous ways was a solution to that problem
>You learned that it was an involuntary action, and that most users don't even realize when they're doing it...
>and you can't really tell if she's ignoring that because of said research, or cause she's way too baked to notice what she did.
>either way, you're gonna have to watch your shit around her.
>"So Joey-"
"Joel"
>"Oh, sorry dude, "Joel", do what are ya in for exactly?"
>Fuck
>"I mean, I've never seen ya here dude, and everyone knows almost everybody else here..if that makes any sense."
>Merde, she wants to know
>She must not have been at lunch to see you kick trixie's shit in
"Oh ya know, got in a fight with someone on my first day here..."
>He eyes grow wide with disbelief when hearing this
>"Brah....How could i have missed that?"
"What, you wanted to check out the action? It wasn't much to be honest with you.."
>"nah nah nah, it's not that."
>She looks down on the floor, with a mopier and just less relaxed face she's had eight now.
>"I'm...not really one for fighting..I always believe there's a way to solve problems without petty violence..Like, maybe if i was there, there'd be no shit in the first place....

why the fuck am i so tired, i wrote like one fucking post, are you kidding me
I'm sorry guys, i'll post more tommrrow

>>29917129
Probably because you writing a lot lately really pushing yourself just drains your creative battery to the point where it goes flat and you feel tired after posting one post, don't worry it happens more often then you think to a lot of writers.

>>29917549
>>29917129
I'll have to second this, French. I haven't put out any new content aside on either of my older stories in a month, and that's because of fatigue. I just get the urge to take a break a lot, which I usually listen to because I tend to get good ideas in the interim between surges of writing. if you need to take a few days or a week off don't worry, we'll all still be talking shit and waiting here for you to get back.

Sunlight yellow overbump

>>29918183
space Lazer Stingy bump

>>29918505
What stand from JoJo would be the most complex in Equestria.

I got to say civil war nearly every main character has to at some point deal with guilt and their past and while friendship can try and fix that the power of a stand will literally kill you with the guilt.

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>>29919027
If that's the case the lock would literally be the strongest stand in equestria

Like, it wouldn't even be hard for tamami, most of the inhabitants of equestria in one way or another are really nice and caring people, so really, it wouldn't be that hard to guilt trip the main 6 into dropping some bits, especially with somepony like twilight or fluttershy.

>>29920046
Arrigato Anon (Today has been a very quiet day mostly me just bumping) but good things take time and are worth the wait. (Half life 3 reference?)

Afterbump Delight

[Bump Free]

>Be me
>Watch Initial D
>Think it's awesome
>Remember that JoeJoe is a thing
>Wanna read it
>Status: This story has not been updated in a while.
>Feelsbadman.jpg

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>>29922410
Stand Name: [Running in the 90's]

Stand User: Wheelie Bopper

Namesake: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCiDuy4mrWU

Stand Ability: [Vehicle_Intuition] + [Challenge_Creation]
(http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Vehicle_Intuition) + (http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Challenge_Creation)

Stats:
Power - E

Speed - A

Range - B

Durability - A

Precision - C

Potential - A

Description: The user is capable of having extraordinary skills in driving any wheeled vehicle, but as a side effect, any other wheeled vehicle that enters its range will be forced into a high speed race.
The user and the opponent driver do this in an unconcious way, the only sign of having entered a competition is through the non-stop Eurobeat that comes out from the vehicle's radio.
This comes to an end when the competition is completed.
There might be a reward for those who win these races...

>On top of the route coasting the way in the Canterlot Hills, there is a driver awaiting those who dare prove themselves to be "The Fastest".
>Rumours say that anyone that wins against this mysterious driver and survives the race will be granted their deepest wish.
>So far, no competitor has returned, but even so, every weekend's night there is someone reckless enough to try their luck...

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>>29922565
>tfw you wanted to make a car/driving stand
>someone already does it
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ahHWROn8M0
TOO
S L O W

>>29922410
To be honest the last time I properly wrote was when you was down thinking of stopping your story because no one was giving you feedback, I stood up saying no and about how brilliant you are.

If I'm good at one thing it's cheering people up, especially you lot of talented writefags, it was putting Erich in my story that would hopefully make you think
'Someone really did care' although he may not be the way you want him as you are his creator it's just a nice tip of the old speedwagon hat that people are watching and appreciate the work you do for this thread.

the ideas of cars in JoeJoe is a funny one as I can drive a car and that's my extent of knowledge on them but it makes an interesting idea similar to SBR that we will see soon (I will write after this weekend so next weekend)

I wish I had dedicated time slots to update my story i started the same time as some of you and as you reach your 15th / 16th chapter I've just finished the prologue / chapter 1 unfortunately personal reasons and my heart putting family first makes it so JoeJoe can wait even if it is 4 months while I make sure
The people I care about most are alright.
>>29922565
What a genius stand it's intentionally named after a meme but something that would test any opponent via driving rather then stand punching or range attacks.

Very nice StarAnon-chan

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>>29922670
I'm glad you liked it!
Fun Fact: JoeJoe and Zac did a small cameo in one of my stories. Why? Because I also wanted them to think "Someone really did care".

>>29922670
yo is that my nigga joejoe i see?
I honestly can't ait for you to update m8,
also question, if we were to compare each of our stories to a part of jojo, which ones would fit the best with said parts? Like JoeJoe's story reminds me of SBR the most, CRBA with jojolion, and staranon's adventures give me a part 4 vibe, but other than that, idk.

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>>29922565
After coming up with this, I couldn't help but think which characters could get involved in a race.
>Like Care in his car although it would probably get destroyed yet again, or Pinkie Pie in ｢Party Rock｣.
>JoeJoe in his Fiat punto 57.
>Zac in his Nissan micra 03 SX.
>Maybe the Hooflers in a Mercedes-Benz W150 770K 'H. Himmler'.
>Indigo and the ShadowBolts on their motorcycles...
But I think it would end up becoming a "Wacky Races" kinda thing... but that wouldn't be bad, right?

What kind of car do you think most characters, human or pony, would drive? Would they have a name like the horses in SBR?

steel bump run

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>>29922670

For what it's worth, I think you are an amazing writer, and I thoroughly enjoy your story. And I'm not just saying that because you gave my character a cameo, or because you complimented me. I try not to say anything I don't really mean.

I hope you find inspiration for your story, and sort everything out with your life, and I wish and pray for your well being in your affairs.

>>29922658

Doesn't anyone remember ｢WHEEL OF FORTUNE｣?

>>29923148

I imagine Erich would have a souped up Volvo S90, with custom parts and programs for the computer. His Stand would actually lend itself well to vehicle maintenance, as he can 'feel' everything that's in a shadow, including the inner workings of a car.

[Bumping in the 90's]

>>29925586
[Bumpa Vú]
https://youtu.be/dv13gl0a-FA

Mighty embarrassed to ask but did anyone happen to have that link of the last time I (JoeJoe) wrote with that archive thread as I was planning to update it today after a long hard work week and seemed to delete the thing even though it was on there last night (sleep deleting? / enemy stand?) would anyone still happen to have a link to it so I can update it to save myself looking like an idiot.

I would be genuinly very grateful and actually have an idea where I last left off so I can carry on.

Phantom bump

>>29927712

You mean this?

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28677950/#28677950

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>>29927712
Try looking around here
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29674671/#q29674671

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Time to Bump
The thread has been going kinda fast today.

>>29928308
Star, what in the fuck is that

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>>29928308

That would be a Caterham 7. A rather expensive Sports car.

Looks nothing like the Volvo S90, but still a great car.

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Whoops, forgot my trip.

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>>29929194
>>29929204
Oh boy, i have this vehicle segment planned in my story, I can't wait to shoe you guys.

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>>29929100
I kinda thought it was an odd and funny looking car. Just the one someone odd and quirky would use! Also it kinda looks like one of the cars used by Lupin the 3rd, so those were bonus points.

The sister's car is the one from the GetBackers anime. There was no other choice for them.

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>>29929447
Bump and the Furious edition?

[Wheel of Bump]

I hope you guys are ready for more Kira, because that's what I'm interested in writing right now. It'll be probably another day or two, but an update is forthcoming, and it's gonna be JUICY.

>>29931521
Yeah, but what car does he drive?

>>29931535
He doesn't drive a car, he wants to ride his bicycle

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>>29931639

Gas yourself, that was horrible. But no, I got it, it was a good one.

>>29931535

In all seriousness, it might be a Nissan Silvia.

Stardust Bumpsaders

kill me now bump

>>29931813
Knowing Kira would want to blend in and live a quiet life he wouldn't want to stick out but I reckon personally he would drive a BMW of some sort

>>29933721
I guess we will never read about Kira riding one of the M6.

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>>29934381
>Kira wants to ride the pretty pony.
>Can't do it because he is to tall.

Bumpi

Bump Over Heaven

>>29934381
Kira out of sheer desperation for hands my try to seduce Ember and take her claws as 'close enough' but him and hooves sound like his eternal torture he had to go through at the end of part 4

Goodnight bump, hope we see some green soon.

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>When I see you Anon, I'm probably going to bust a vein!

>>29937536
Expect some stuff tomorrow or Tuesday, my man. It's gonna be good Kira green.

>>29937536
I too wil be writing wome shit soon
probably monday or tuesday
git reddy

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>>29939155
forgot the fucking name, shit

Ghetto Bumpstar

Giornio Bumpovanna

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Coco’s Bizarre Adventure, Episode 9: Bring on the Dancing Horses

The house strolled like something in a cartoon, like a smiling bucket of popcorn walking across the screen before a movie, but with so many more legs. Standing with the mare she admired and the filly she absolutely didn’t, she tried to count them. At one moment there were thirty-two, at the next eighteen, each one only existing to strike the ground once and then withdraw into some unseen underbelly. The whole effect was unseemly the closer it came.

And there was no mistake, it was approaching them. Coco weighed their chances of hiding, but there were only hills and grass this far out from the town. Even a grass-colored blanket might pop out to this Stand.

This was significant. Already assumptions were being made in the dressmaker’s mind, constraining possibilities. “This was a Stand, and possibly unfriendly.” “There is no way to hide.” These were the markings of her previous skirmishes, the grooves worn by experience. She expected to see another pony-who-was-not-a-pony within the building, staring out with ill intent, marching the way they came to take on Ponyville.

Because of this, she didn’t wait for it to come any closer.

“Stand back, girls,” she said, and then started her slide downwards.

Only to stop completely a moment later, as if she’d been stapled to the hillside.

She looked around swiftly, checking for a hint of the change’s source, before finally passing her eyes over Scootaloo, and ｢Go Zone｣ floating beside her. The filly was shaking her head back and forth minutely, a stony look on her face.

Coco smiled back at her sheepishly.

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>>29940579
When all three of them had descended the hill, the house had reached its base. Coco tensed, preparing to move her companions out of the way before it trampled them, when the strange building finally stopped. Before the three, it withdrew all of its legs at once, and crashed to the ground, suddenly becoming a regular house again. Inside, the noise became muted, distant, but failed to disappear completely.

Diamond called out her Stand, looking for some errant thoughts coming from the building. Her subtitles were gibberish.

“Well, howdy there!” a voice called from the vicinity. Each pony looked in a different direction, and none saw the owner.

Then he appeared on the roof, hanging onto the chimney with his forehooves. Tan coat and frizzy brown mane, tall and lanky and wearing a good-natured smile. As soon as they noticed him, he was already sliding down the roof and landing in the grass with them.

“What brings you mares out here?” he asked.

Coco didn’t know how to answer the stallion, and Diamond looked suspicious more than anything, but Scootaloo marveled at him.

“Cheese Sandwich?!” She put her hooves to her cheeks and stared up at him.

He smiled wider at her acknowledgement, and swept a bow. “The one and only!”

By the time they’d all exchanged names, Coco thought of something to say. “We’re, uh, heading to Canterlot. Is...” she gestured with a foreleg at the building, “Is this your Stand?”

He shook his head. “Ms. Lemongrass is her own pony, through and through. Do you have a Stand?”

Coco nodded, and in a gesture of goodwill, ｢Something for Nothing｣ floated in the air beside her. Cheese Sandwich looked it up and down, eyes lingering on the sharper bits. After a while it faded back into her, and he let go of his inspection.

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>>29940585
“Well, I’m heading to Ponyville, personally. Canterlot’s been pretty exciting, but my Cheesy Sense has been telling me there’s some real cause for partying down over there. Do you fine mares know anything about that?”

“Cheesy Sense?” Diamond muttered to herself.

“It tells Cheese when there’s a party that needs planning!” Scootaloo hissed, loudly enough for all three of the others to hear.

Coco relaxed. “There was an incursion of Stand users, and all of them were agents of King Sombra. When they were all defeated, and their Stands stopped working, a lot of missing ponies were found again.”

“Well, that sounds like a match!” he said.

“There’s something you’re not telling us.” Diamond said.

He turned to her, his expression clouding, as she came to the forefront. Coco stepped back a couple of hooves, and Scootaloo crossed her forelegs. A few seconds later, she threw them up.

“What’s it matter?” she asked, ready to summon her Stand and settle the chain of command in their squad once and for all. But Diamond made no sudden movements, and held no violence in her expression; no, it was only frustration that crossed her face as she turned to the pegasus.

“How do we know that this is the real Cheese Sandwich and not another one brought in by Sombra?”

Scootaloo blanched with alarm, and then took a step back of her own, more hesitant than Coco’s.

“No way, no how. There’s no party pony like Cheese,” Cheese said, and shook his head emphatically, like a young foal swatting away broccoli.

Diamond’s eyes scanned over words that only she could see. “What about the house?”

“Ms. Lemongrass? We met each other a couple of days ago on the way to Canterlot.” Then, sotto voce, behind a fetlock, “Don’t worry. She’ll warm up to you when you get to know her.”

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>>29940596
Diamond struggled. There was something wrong with Cheese, but it was more difficult than usual to pull out. Was it the power of his Stand, or his own nature? “But you’re not heading to Ponyville to throw a party.”

“Of course I am! Why else would I go there, you silly-filly?” he asked, and mussed her mane.

Diamond looked and looked, concentrating, and then her ears fell back. “To take the foals. You want to use the house to collect all of the foals in Ponyville.”

Cheese, a little more nervous, was about to say something when Scootaloo beat him to the punch. “You can’t throw around accusations like that! What do you mean? What would Equestria’s super duper party pony want to foalnap anypony for?” Her words directed his thoughts, and the thoughts he tried hiding, and Diamond saw through.

“He wants to protect them from Sombra, and wait for all of this to blow over.” Diamond said, shaking a little despite herself. “Once a pony goes inside of that house, they don’t come back out until he lets them. He’s stealing foals to make sure they sleep through the catastrophe.”

Diamond felt the blood rushing throughout her body with the intensity of the accusation. And then she raised her hoof, turned in a circle, and pointed at herself.

Coco and Scootaloo watched her, looking for some sign of what she was indicating. She stared down at the hoof herself, numbly, as if it were some intruder into the conversation.

And then her back leg kicked out too, and she almost fell over.

“Are you sure your friend’s alright?” Cheese asked Coco in a stage whisper. A look of concern had been plastered on his face since Diamond had started talking, and now it only increased.

“What are you doing now?” Scootaloo asked Diamond, truly uncertain.

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>>29940598
“I… I’m not doing anything!” Diamond said, and then her body shook and she started to trot in place. As her breathing increased, it became harder and harder to talk. “He doesn’t want us, leaving with his secret, he’ll want to, to fight us. His Stand is… it’s... guh! I can’t concentrate!” She was spinning around now, aggressively.

Scootaloo assessed the situation, grit her teeth and slid between Diamond and Cheese. Without moving from the spot, the friction beneath the stallion disappeared, and he tripped over himself, toppling to the ground.

She looked at him with something like betrayal. “You can see Stands. There’s no way that you don’t have one. And if there are any foals in that house, you’re going to have to give them back.”

At the same time, Coco summoned up ｢Something for Nothing｣, wrapping a leg-warmer on each of Diamond’s limbs and holding all four steady with her magic. It was an effort to maintain all four, especially with enough room for Diamond to move, but she managed.

The filly only started to headbang.

“This is, a Stand attack! I know it!”

Scootaloo agreed. “There’s no point hiding it, Cheese. But I don’t want to hurt the stallion who threw Rainbow Dash’s birthday party. That’s going too far! So just stop your Stand, before I have to force you!”

From his low angle on the ground, Cheese smirked.

And then the front door of the house swung open, and it clambered up to its disposable legs. Lumbering, it scooped down to grab Scootaloo, and she slid herself backwards away from it. Now that the ground under him had friction again, he sprang up and shook off the grass in mid-air, landing on his hooves automatically.

And just as quickly, the house was between him and the three Stand users, stomping imposingly toward all of them.

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>>29940604
Coco tried to hold Diamond’s head still, worried that there was some risk to her skull, and finally conjuring a headband around her. The filly’s head swam, her eyes adjusting, and her muscles ached from the sudden exertion. She felt her own lack of sleep, and the looming figure of the house hardly entered her consciousness.

As the house dipped closer, Scootaloo froze its legs to the ground and tried to force air resistance against it. Surely enough, within a five-meter bubble of the filly, the building was held in place. She wiped some sweat off of her brow as she held it there.

“Wuh…?” she heard Coco’s voice behind her, and turned. The mare was drawing her hoof over her eye, and then shaking her withers back and forth, standing on her hind legs briefly before toppling backwards.

“It’s in you too!” Diamond said, and at that moment Scootaloo’s shock overtook her! The force of a whole building crashed against her defenses, and she was snatched up, still staring at Coco in horror.

On reflex, she pushed against it, and lodged herself in the doorway, pressing herself to one side. Diamond, for her part, brought out ｢Misery Business｣ and flung it forward at the doorway, hoping to pry Scootaloo off. The house stepped forward for her, preparing a lunge, and she struggled to move out of the way. The bands that stopped her from dancing also held her in place!

Coco felt Diamond trying to move, and loosened her own magic further, only to find herself backtrotting away from the fillies. Was he testing her range?

“It’s a disease!” Diamond shouted to Coco, struggling to strafe rightward. “His Stand makes ponies sick with something!”

Those words clearing her thoughts, Coco shook her head and threw out a hoof. She cast out a line of fabric in of the air, ready to wrap around Diamond and pull her to safety.

Only for her hoof to wave a rainbow-arc over her head, and the fabric to go flying, uselessly, to the ground.

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>>29940609
Diamond’s Stand leveled several close-range shots at the house, enough to hear some groaning, but not enough to slow it down. Without any further ado, it swept down and caught her, leaving her hanging in the doorway with the sharp hooves of her Stand.

Coco could only watch as both fillies struggled in the doorway, trying to think of something to pull them out with. And then the door slammed shut, smacking both of them further inside, and they were beyond Coco’s help.

With a sense of satisfaction, the house turned away from the mare, and Cheese stepped out from behind it, looking conciliatory, but mostly pleased with himself. “I’m not going to hurt them, I promise, but I can’t have you following me. ｢Feel Good Inc｣ will wear off once you pass out, or sooner if you have some first aid. Until then...”

He concentrated, sticking his tongue out, and then, somehow, snapped his hoof.

“That should do the trick!”

Coco felt her Stand appear next to her as she stood up on her hind legs, and they clasped forehooves. Together, they began to box-step.

Cheese turned to leave, waving goodbye and beginning to climb the house. A glowing piece of cloth, the one Coco had missed with, trailed after him, coiling for his leg.

“Ah ah ah!” he said, turning to look down at it, and then Coco started headbanging until her brain rattled. The fabric fell away.

With that, he headed on his way.

* * *

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>>29940618
Diamond and Scootaloo picked themselves up inside of the house. It was a cozy affair, not occupied for a while but still definitively lived-in, with pictures over the mantle and everything done in finished wood. It was the sort of house a mare bought when she never expected to buy another one.

Scootaloo’s first instinct was to pull and bang on the door, and she followed it while Diamond caught her breath. She slammed against it, standing on the wood and tugging the handle with both hooves. ｢Go Zone｣ removed the friction from underneath of the door, and she still couldn’t open it. It was not friction keeping the door closed, but willpower!

She sighed, and tried to collect her bearings, only for the house to start shaking. Crashing sounds echoed throughout it, turning into an aggressive, banging beat. Cringing, she covered her head and waited for the house to attack.

After a few moments, she raised it again, and behaved like nothing had happened.

“What’s that noise?” she asked.

“We’re walking.” Diamond said, monotonously, now taking heavy steps toward another doorway. She kept casting glances at the bands on her legs, knowing that unless Coco did something, they would wear off soon enough, and the Stand would work her to exhaustion.

“No, it doesn’t match up.” Scootaloo said, and put an ear to the floor. Diamond listened herself, still making her way to the next room, and heard two patterns distinctly, the freestyle footsteps below and the continuous thumping. Then, as soon as it came, it faded away.

“There must be somepony else trapped here!” Scootaloo said. “They’re trying to tell us to find them!”

“I don’t think so.” Diamond said, now in the doorway.

Scootaloo came over, more casually. “Why’s th-”

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>>29940631
And she saw. Stacked next to each other like sardines, forty foals their age, each asleep and expressionless, none squirming or adjusting, none on the verge of waking. Scootaloo rushed toward the nearest one, a yellow filly, and shook her. There was no response. Breathing harder, she tried the next one, and the next.

“It’s useless. We can’t wake anypony up inside of this house, it’s part of how it works.” Diamond said.

“Then I’d better go check out the noise and investigate,” Scootaloo said, not making eye contact. “I’ll be upstairs.”

“Wait, don’t-”

But Scootaloo was already gone.

* * *

Cheese rode atop Ms. Lemongrass, looking out onto the horizon. Ponyville wasn’t very distant, he knew from his own travels, but the hills made it harder to see in the short term.

So many things conspired to cloud the mind in the short term, he knew from experience. If not for happenstance and its long consequences, he never would’ve gained his cutie mark and become the super duper party pony planner premiere of the land. He wouldn’t have survived the vision of himself, alone without a crowd of ponies to make smile, trotting without a destination, and come back with the power of a Stand in his grasp.

No, Cheese Sandwich believed in a very simple philosophy: if willed by fate, a stupid plan could work! Strange chances and long odds existed in every life, but only those with the right drives could take them and bear the risks that they came with. To progress, one must throw caution to the wind, strike at random, behave indiscriminately! A true pony must dare to be stupid!

And so many things had nibbled at him lately, driving him towards a party planning project bigger than any other. If Sombra was defeated, or even if he wasn’t and they all had to wait a gazillion years, Ms. Lemongrass would probably keep a whole mess of kids sleeping like logs through the whole thing.

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>>29940634
He lost his Sense the night it happened, and only gained it back several hours earlier. This was a sign, he was certain, that he was trotting on the right path! One day the foals would reinhabit Equestria, or even be returned to their families, but for now they had to be gathered like streamers or confetti, or treasure. It was their existence that decided the outcome of this giant mess!

And they’d continue to be later today, probably in mid-afternoon. No matter how the town had changed, he’d be ready to sift through the rubble and rescue the future.

He settled in for the wait.

Then something appeared around his barrel and pulled, and he slid backwards off the roof.

* * *

Scootaloo flew up the stairs, looking through the tight rooms lousy with bric-a-brac and old pony stuff. It took less than two minutes to confirm that the only ponies in the building were in the kitchen, but she searched for a little longer just to keep her distance from Diamond. There had to be some way to escape, Coco was in danger!

Suddenly, a picture-frame flew off of its perch on a shelf and smashed against a wall. Scootaloo almost suspected an attack, except it wasn’t anywhere near her. An imprecise aim, maybe?

Then a clock she’d half-registered flung itself off of the upper wall, clanging to the floor. A couple of stone pony figurines knocked together, spun, and then hit the wall again. More noises came from the rest of the upstairs, each slowly gaining in volume. Amid this sudden movement, a rhythm started to establish itself, and she stepped back and out of the room as errant paperweights and dull coverless books cascaded to carpet.

Under the rickety, jangling beat building around her, rattling the thin bones of her pegasus wings like electric toothbrushes, she could make out an epicenter. It was back the way she’d come, below her. The kitchen?

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>>29940638
She dashed back down, finding relative peace on the plain, plush stairs, and then reemerging into a great mass-clattering. Diamond was still in the kitchen, still covered in bands and not far from where she’d been left alone, only now her Stand was stiffly throwing silverware at a single, circular window.

She noticed Scootaloo. “Good of you to come back. Anything upstairs?”

“No, but you’re setting this whole house on edge!”

“So?” Diamond asked, hurling another spoon at the glass, which rebuffed the blow without cracking. She grunted, and then her Stand started striking at it, ineffectually. “Isn’t the point to make it spit us back out somehow? We have to try something, or else we’ll end up just like them!” She pointed to the multitude of sleepers without actually looking at them.

“Not something that’ll make it try to kill us instead of putting us to sleep! If ponies could just break through a window to get out, don’t you think they’d have tried it already?!”

Around them, the crashing became more enthusiastic, more relished. Things broke in distant rooms, leaving only the winceworthy impression of damage.

“I have to try something, even if it’s something dumb! Time’s running out!”

“What do you mean?” Scootaloo asked.

Diamond waved her fetlock in the filly’s face, slowly. It glowed a faint blue, like the magic was sewn in. “｢Something for Nothing｣ is going to wear off if Coco gets too far away! Even if she’s following us and staying in range, these are going to go away sooner than later. Then only one of us will be left!“

Scootaloo saw that there was a point to this, which is why it puzzled even her when she next shouted, above the increasing noise around them, “Yeah? Well, why are you so interested in helping Coco anyway?!”

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>>29940643
Diamond stopped, her Stand withdrawing a little, still facing away toward the window. She turned to look at Scootaloo, surprised. “What?”

“You heard me! What are you really out to do here? Because I know you aren’t in it to save the world, or for friendship, or Coco, or any of that crap!”

Diamond blanched. “Sh-she saved my life. I don’t have anywhere else to go...”

Scootaloo acted like she hadn’t heard. “Wasn’t it enough that you tried to mess up everything that the Cutie Mark Crusaders ever did, without also trying to screw with the mission to stop the evil overlord of the Crystal Empire?!”

“Well, I can’t change what I did in the past, okay?! The world was a different place then! My parents didn’t care about me, and neither did anypony else, even Silver Spoon!” With that out, Diamond calmed a little. “Coco showed me that ponies really could care about each other, even if they’d never met! And that’s the truth!”

Scootaloo nearly spat on the kitchen floor. “I don’t believe that for a second! There’s no way that a pony like you could mean something like that! Coco’s my friend, do you get that? And you’re not going to manipulate her just because she doesn’t know what you are!”

Diamond looked at her, and after a few seconds she responded, voice quieter. “What am I?”

Scootaloo yelled as much as Diamond had hushed. “A bully, a wannabe tyrant, a downright evil filly, and a spoiled BRAT!”

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>>29940647
Around them, the sounds of the house pounded toward a breakbeat crescendo, like a hundred hooves stomping in sequence, like the entirety was tearing itself apart around them in one single, violent act. Scootaloo realized that she hadn’t been breathing, and took a deep inhale, readying another thesis. Ponies didn’t really change overnight! Diamond wasn’t something completely different just because she was making nice all of a sudden to an adult. That was how she acted all of the time, and she just needed to drop the act! Drop it!

Finally, Diamond said, “I’m sorry.”

Scootaloo’s eyes tightened. “That’s not gonna-”

“No, I mean it! I’m sorry! I know I treated you horribly, and I wish I hadn’t done it! I don’t want you to hate me for it, or think that I’m trying to sabotage your plans, or Coco’s, or- or anything! I just want to help her! I want to do something with my power that actually matters!”

After the shout, neither said anything. Scootaloo’s gaze stayed level, shook with a breath, and then relented. Diamond rubbed the inside of her foreleg back and forth against her eyes, swallowing words.

“Alright. Sorry.” Scootaloo said. “Maybe I shouldn’t hold everything against you, if you’re trying to help save Equestria. But we’re not friends. I’m not forgiving you for all of the stuff you did.”

Diamond understood. “Yeah.” She blinked a few times, looking away, nodding softly. “Okay.”

Scootaloo found it hard to keep her expression static. In her mind she imagined Rainbow Dash, but she couldn’t fully make out an expression. Were her forelegs folded? Was that a line of disapproval, the motion of a head shake, a frown on her hero’s face?

And why, then, was her own conjured-up image of Coco as passively benevolent as before? And why did that pleasant, almost placid look cut into her just as much?

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>>29940652
Diamond’s ears perked up. “Did you hear that?”

Scootaloo shook her head. “What?”

“The noise. It’s died down.” She was right. As Scootaloo listened, it faded away completely.

“Do you think… we did that?” she asked.

Worry entered Diamond’s face.

* * *

Cheese landed on the ground on his head, but was no worse for the wear. His hooves were under him from a lifetime of well-executed pratfalls and recoveries, and he was back up before he could inspect the white sheet tied around him like a longer version of his vest. His eyes ran up its length to the Stand holding it, and the user still attached.

Locked together, they continued to boxstep, as best as they could. But now they were in mid-air, bouncing. Beneath them was a minimalist, one-color trampoline, and several more beyond, each quickly dissolving into the air.

“You should really learn how to cut loose and just let yourself dance already,” he said, and then took a deep preparatory breath.

“I’m not going to stop until you give back my friends, and I stop what you’re doing to Equestria!” Geez Louise, this one was as serious as a heart attack and twice as shrill. He’d met a fair share of fuddy-duddies, stuffed shirts and sticks in the mud in your travels, but never somepony who would build a series of magic trampolines just to ruin somepony else’s party.

“I’m sorry you feel that way,” he said, as politely as he could while he was limbering up, taking a few different stretches.

“If this were really about helping the foals, why wouldn’t you take their families with them? Why take ones who don’t want to go, but leave me outside?” she asked, and then, harder, “Or is there something my Stand can do that could stop your house?”

Cheese sighed. “Ms. Lemongrass isn’t mine. I found her, but she’s a sovereign pony. And no, she just doesn’t get along well with adults. It winds up hurting them to stay very long.”

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>>29940662
Coco looked at him, levelly. “You’re still not going to get away with this.”

“Oh? What about Ms. Lemongrass?” he smiled. And Coco saw the house, still moving, a good distance away already. The enchantments she’d cast before, on Diamond, flickered.

She grit her teeth and focused more energy onto them, sapping away the rest of the trampolines except the one bouncing her into the air. It was pointless to keep the others around anyway; there would be no retreating from this position. Especially not since she’d caught him.

“In fact, I can make it even trickier!” Having cracked his neck and stretched out, he spun in a chestnut whirlwind, and suddenly he and the white fabric were separate, the latter drifting to the ground like a handkerchief. “Dojyaaan!”

Coco stared.

“You should’ve seen me do that for a wedding table. It was a smash!” Cheese said, and then tapped into ｢Feel Good Inc｣ again.

The mare and her Stand both kicked out back hooves the next time they landed, spinning at an angle away from their little platform of safety.

* * *

“A house that works on emotions?” Scootaloo asked, mulling the idea over in her head.

“No. It’s not just doing that. It was causing damage when we tried to damage it, but not to us. It was just…” Diamond trailed off.

“Making a bigger version play out.”

“Yeah. Amplifying us.”

“So, what, if we do anything to hurt the house or get upset, the whole thing starts turning into dance music?” Scootaloo glanced at the ceiling.

Diamond put a hoof to her muzzle, thinking. “You’re right, it’s like it’s turning what we do into a party. It would make sense why it would get along with a pony who’s devoted to parties.”

“But how do we use that to escape?” Scootaloo asked. “I mean, if we just stay calm, we’ll just last a little longer, not get outside!”

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>>29940668
“Well, breaking things doesn’t work, and neither does panicking. Maybe if we’re really nice, it’ll let us back out.”

“I think we’re a little late there.”

Diamond scowled to herself. “But there must be some way...”

Scootaloo felt herself starting to panic, her blood pressure increasing, her heartbeat becoming more noticeable and her wings eager to flap and fidget away from their tucked-in position. She was about ready to throw herself into a wall to get out, and she had to resist the need.

“Maybe we should try… a tea party, or something like that. Make it calm enough that it’ll just open the door for us,” she said.

｢Misery Business｣ tore open cabinets, revealing dust. “There’s no tea around here.”

Scootaloo, who had never participated in a tea party in her life, opened some nearby cabinets of her own and produced a pair of small china cups. “We can pretend. That’s what tea parties are all about, right?”

And then her hooves flung themselves upwards, and the cups went flying. They crashed, pulverizing themselves on impact with the floor.

“Uh, alright, I can still-” Scootaloo turned toward the cabinet again, and found herself backing away from it even as her hooves moved forward. She looked down at them in horror, then at Diamond, and then back. “But - but I didn’t touch you!”

“His Stand must be airborne!” Diamond said, only just realizing it herself. “It got to you because we were close together for so long!”

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>>29940672
Scootaloo’s wings flapped, and she started to drift out of the room and away from her ally, but in the doorway she stopped. The not-very-reassuring but sturdy pincers of ｢Misery Business｣ held her tightly and deposited her back on the ground, keeping her in place for a while longer.

It didn’t stop her hooves from moving against the floor, kicking and trotting in revolving patterns. Behind her, the sound of hoofbeats echoed through the house, and began to coalesce into a rising melody.

Diamond struggled to keep her still, and then stared, shocked, at her own fetlock.

The white band was disintegrating right in front of her.

* * *

Coco rolled with the punch in mid-air, generating a long rolling handle of fabric and a triangular kite atop it, curling up under her hooves, with her Stand clutching below like a spider. The hang-glider took her closer to Cheese, until he forced her to throw her front hooves into the air, and it fell away. She made a parachute, and he kept his distance.

When she landed, she threw out a hoof to point at him, still mirrored by ｢Something for Nothing｣. “Your Stand doesn’t have any defensive capabilities. If I can hit you just one, you’ll be finished for good!”

He smirked, and then jumped out of the way of the hangglider as it spun in the air and crashed where he’d been standing. She said nothing as it shredded itself back into oxygen.

She and her Stand continued the box-step, now that they were on the ground, but the parachute began to blanket over them, providing cover. Before it obscured her vision she saw Cheese pulling out a small cannon from nowhere, and then everything was cream.

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>>29940676
From underneath the lumpy fabric, Coco came quickly galloping into the open air and towards Cheese. Behind, he could still make out the lump of her Stand in the parachute, standing still and waiting for orders. Coco’s body was covered with yet more fabric, an opaque hazmat suit without a single flaw or opening, encasing the entire body except for some sort of combination helmet and mourning veil.

As if a measure like that would help an infection that was already present! He fired his party cannon, blasting her backwards in her tracks with an explosive burst of confetti, and then forced her to start doing the macarena.

Back under the parachute, her Stand followed through the motions with her. She tried to inch closer to him between the motions, and then he forced her to do the worm, and she wriggled against the ground at his hooves.

There. That was the final trap he would need to set, the final position he needed to shove her into so that she wouldn’t come up with some new way to throw a wrench in his plans. He’d be able to catch up to the house in due time, and then he’d move on to greener pastures and brighter hopes for the future.

Now, just to finish her…

Cheese picked up the party cannon and held it overhead, trotting to her on his hind legs and keeping an eye on her Stand. It still squirmed pointlessly under the parachute.

“Looks like this is your canon ending,” he said.

Then, without further ado, he brought it down onto her head.

* * *

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>>29940681
Scootaloo struggled to stop moving as Diamond’s strong Stand kept her pinned. Even it was starting to twitch as the bands flaked away into air, returning to dust.

Desperately she searched for something happy, something that wasn’t just noise or shouting or fear or sickness, and her eyes were drawn only to the sleeping foals they’d shouted in the company of.

She summoned ｢Go Zone｣ to hold her own hooves to the ground, and Diamond’s too. It worked, for a moment, before it started to twitch too, and then it was beginning to pose and step in mid-air, the uninhibited version of Scootaloo’s willing imprisonment. The friction became harder to hold with so much movement, and with the range bobbing up and down weirdly she lost her concentration.

Okay, then, a party. Not a tea party. A birthday party? What kind of parties even were there? She hadn’t realized that her life was going to depend on this information one day, or she might have asked Pinkie for some pointers.

With one band gone, and the others slipping away, Diamond’s hoof started tapping. Scootaloo felt the corresponding hoof of the Stand squeezing against her wing involuntary, and she closed her eyes.

While she waited for motion and exhaustion, she heard the breathy, measured sounds of crying. Even as the music returned, Diamond was making small staccato sobs under her breath.

Scootaloo shut her eyes tighter, and tensed up for the moment she lost control completely.

* * *

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>>29940686
Cheese felt a mix of satisfaction and revulsion when the veiled head of the suit wrinkled at the edges and fell inwards. Either way, he was finished with the cannon, and he junked it, tossing it in a random direction.

Then he prepared to play a grand game of tag with Ms. Lemongrass. Surely he’d need to do some serious hopping to get to Ponyville at the same time, but there was always the option to launch himself in something. Not to mention the incredible potential of those trampolines, if they didn’t all vanish back into thin air!

Just then, something closed around his whole back left leg! Until then, he hadn’t felt or noticed it, so clouded with his feeling of victory! His way forward had been overtaken by a single, determined dressmaker!

The hazmat suit had an opening freshly made on the veil, and it was slowly swallowing him. The interior was, in actuality, empty!

“Th-that’s impossible!” he said, and he felt silly for the words as soon as they arrived. “But how!?” He rolled it over for a moment, and then it came to him. “Under the parachute!”

In that moment, Coco had the opportunity to create confusion about which was the real pony and which was the Stand! If she or her Stand had run out, they would’ve been ineffectually trapped by their dancing. The hazmat suit which seemed to have Coco in it was really empty, a simple trap. What he’d thought was her Stand was really her, truly being affected, while the suit did its best impression through her magic.

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>>29940693
He turned as it absorbed another leg, taking full form around him. Panicking, he tried to tear at it, to think of some way to break her concentration, but it was too late. He spun again, and it spun with him the whole way.

It swiftly enveloped his head, and then shut completely, and there was no outside air. He tried to force Coco to headbang against the ground, to simply smash her skull, but each hit she made landed on a plush cushion.

Eventually, breathing harder, sweating and overall woozy, he gave up. “F-｢Feel Good Inc｣...”

The Stand retracted, and Coco found herself able to stand up again. She did so, emerging from the fabric above her, which began to fray immediately without her touch. She made her way over to the stallion, hovering an inch off the ground under her pseudo-telekinesis, and she took a deep breath.

“｢SOMETHING FOR NOTHING｣!” she cried out, and the Stand was next to her, already lashing out with its hooves. Its kicks careened him through the plate-glass window of consciousness, and only with him out for the count did she let her creations fully diminish.

Then, for a minute, she stood looking down at his prone form. Sighing at herself, she increased her concentration and wrapped him in a sheet she could levitate.

Then, she went back towards Ponyville, in the direction of her wards.

* * *

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>>29940698
...

No, Scootaloo knew in her gut that something wasn’t right. What was it…?

The noise. Not the sound getting louder behind them, which was different than before, not swelling up to full volume like earlier. The sound of Diamond crying.

It wasn’t that.

Scootaloo opened her eyes and read her expression. Relaxed, open-eyed, even smug.

Diamond Tiara was looking at the disintegrating band on her forehead and laughing as her hooves began to kick around. No fear or despair existed in her features!

“What? What is it?!” she asked, and then as the music grew quieter and quieter, she realized. Then she couldn’t help but snort herself. Was it really that stupid?

As ｢Misery Business｣ let up, she let the dance carry her away.

And the two fillies celebrated, fervently and honestly, the gradual deactivation of a Stand.

Throughout the house, the music died down. The legs roving on their way suddenly wobbled, and then retracted like snails to electric fences. The house’s magic was disrupted, its Stand powers diminishing, if only temporarily.

The two took their opportunity, moving whatever hooves they had available toward the door. Scootaloo slid both of them along, and Diamond used her Stand to pull at it. This time, it opened with a minimum of complaint.

Then, before their good luck could run out, Scootaloo froze the door in place and leapt out into the grass. Diamond followed her close behind, the last of the bands now truly gone. The two rolled into the grass, still pirouetting, but in a good mood despite their exhaustion.

Then, the disease disappeared from them, and the world seemed to clear as they were capable of stillness once again.

After a while sitting in the grass, missing their sleeping bags and the night sky, Scootaloo smile and said, “That was a pretty smart move back there.” She said it only because she felt somepony needed to.

Diamond smiled herself. “Well, without you, I never would’ve seen that chance.”

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>>29940702
Scootaloo nodded, mostly to herself. It felt good to be an instrumental part in saving somepony’s life, she really had to admit it. And maybe, if she could admit that, then she could also admit that Diamond Tiara could have something noble and self-sacrificing in her after all.

Maybe.

When Coco arrived, with Cheese in tow, they’d all gotten a good walk further away from Canterlot. Removing the foals, still sleeping, was another task altogether, but accomplished succintly and simply.

Behind them all, for a few minutes at least, the house sat peaceably.

* * *

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>>29940705
Deep in the Royal Archives, a single student still studied, searching like a lighthouse in long sweeping motions as she rambled down the shelves. She would run, but that would be loud, and she was trying to avoid that more than anything.

So much had happened recently that she hadn’t been able to document, analyze, graph, report. She was an important member of unicorn academia, a prodigy for her age to be sure, and yet this had thrown her completely for a loop!

Star-Swirl would’ve known how to react to all of this. But then again, Sombra and Star-Swirl were contemporaries, so he probably had a better sense of the tyrant’s history. Deep time had already conspired to take away most of that sort of information, and despite her attempts to learn Pony Latin, Griffon Latin and even the much-simplified Dragon Latin, she was still stuck with the same run-of-the-mill vocabularies as all of the other day-to-day metropolitan ponies.

But, but! There! She saw what she was looking for, finally, recognizing it from the long-ago week spent reading the table of contents of every unforbidden book in the Archives. It was bound in black, but the spine was special, fluctuating in and out with ruffled edges like some kind of deep-ocean worm.

She looked at the gold-embossed font of the cover, which had no art on it. This was a serious book, with a serious three-line title like Relic Hoarder’s An Esotericist’s Guidebook to Those Things Which Must Never Be Bargained For or Won. She cracked it open, flipping fussily and looking to reawaken old memories.

There! She found it, overshot it, cut back a sheaf of pages to find it again. One of the only illustratiions, an odd-looking piece of jewelry forged in the same colors as the dark King himself. An artifact of incredible power, without which he could never be complete.

“The Alicorn Amulet,” Moondancer read aloud, and shuddered.

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>>29940714
｢To Be Continued｣

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78yioWJhUJA [Rush - Something for Nothing]

Stand Name: Feel Good Inc
User: Cheese Sandwich
Stats
Power: E
Speed: D
Range: A
Durability: E
Precision: D -> B
Potential: D
Abilities: A microscopic disease which temporarily invigorates its carriers and causes dancing mania. The disease spreads through the air or by touch, but is susceptible to antibiotics, the immune system, and other diseases. Concentrated in a small area, it becomes more resistant, and can contaminate a particular surface or pony. The dancing can be optionally controlled by the user, and ends only when the infected lose consciousness or the Stand is withdrawn.

Stand Name: All Tomorrow’s Parties
User: 176 Lemongrass Ct, West Mustangia
Stats
Power: E
Speed: C
Range: C
Durability: A
Precision: E
Potential: E
Abilities: A Stand born of the memories of joy within the house, allowing it to travel the landscape. Inside its walls, any emotionally powerful event becomes a celebration. Ponies who lose consciousness inside the house can only awaken outside of its walls.

https://www.fimfiction.net/story/328442/9

https://pastebin.com/7V2KDJpf

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>>29940720
I've almost run out of compliments to give you man, this adventure just gets harder and harder to top the more you post it and each post tops the previous one. I think I'll go so far as to say this is the most well-written story in the whole thread right now, and the entire confrontation between both Coco and Cheese and DT and Scoots was incredible. That was some serious Part 6-8 shit right there.

Nice job, Ditherer.

Planisbump

My favourite thing in jjba is how Araki makes Dio a character from part 1 still be relevant by part 6 so in the space of 124 years the infamous Dio Brando or DIO still has as much of a main antagonist role in parts 2,3,4,5,6 as he did in part 1 (mainly part 1, 3 and 6 but he does have some involvement in the events and story of 2, 4 and 5)

>>29940720
Cool episode Ditherer. Picturing Coco doing box step with her stand while chasing Cheese Sandwich on trampolines is now one of my top moments in the story.
I liked Cheese, the way he appeared, used his powers, got tje upper hand, we saw a glimpse of his motives from his point of view, and then the turnabout with the protagonist were handled great. Still, I feel unclear about his motives, like he was doing something wrong but with the best of intentions, but I dunno, perhaps we'll see more of it or the consecuences of his actions later.
Also, was his stand supposed to be called [Get Down With The Sickness] at some point? I know you used that one for Limestone, but somehow in my mind it does seem to fit with the theme.
Oh, and I loved the name used on each post's picture.
Keep it up man!

>>29940720
yo my man that shit was amazing as usual, really loved the whole fight with coco and cheese the most, the mix of just absolute silliness and actual high stakes action was fucking amazing. can't wait to see more m8

Boop the dust

[Something for Bumping]

>>29944660
[Go Bump]

>>29945463
[Bump and the Holograms]

fuck my life, ya lnow what, on dio himself, i will write some shit tomorrow, hold me up on that,and if i don't a time punching vampire will come into my living room and punch a fucking hole through my chest, bet.

>>29946907
Be yourself.

>>29947505
What did he mean by this

>>29947765
I think he means you need to write in your own style. Not trying to imitate the other writefriends,but just doing your own thing...maybe.

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>>29948349
Nani
Does my story seem similar to others in the thread, cause tbqh that was not my intention if It does.

[BUMPZIN]!

>>29948388
Not necessarily. I think he meant do what you feel is the best way to flesh out your story, and don't rely on other stories or authors to give you ideas. Only you know for certain how your character acts and behaves in certain situations, and all you really need to do is place them in that situation.

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Survived three days of work-shifts. I wrote the last 3000 words in an all-nighter after a shot of Fireball, which fucked with my sleep but felt seriously worth it. Love you guys. Working on Care Root 10 now.

>>29941132
Thanks! I think I can feel my work improving, which feels pretty awesome.

Now give us more Kira!

>>29942875
This Stand's been set aside for Cheese since I took Coco up again, name and all, although ｢Down With the Sickness｣ would definitely fit it. My next best would've been ｢Blue Haze｣.

>filenames
I'm glad someone enjoyed them! Believe me, they're just as entertaining to make.

>>29943768
We Canterlot now, boi. I've got a couple characters I can't wait to introduce, but I need to hammer out Stands for them. I'm also considering another vote at the end to determine the final party layout.

>>29944660
>>29945463
>>29946321
<3

>>29911170
Forgot to post a reminder to add these:

>Bon Bon's Bizarre Badventure (Ditherer)
Ponyville's resident grump Bon Bon gets dragged by Lyra Heartstrings to Fillydelphia's chintzy Alternate History Museum, and discovers the fringe science really has something to it when they both wind up in an apocalyptic universe, and find they're not alone.
Status: Complete
All chapters: https://pastebin.com/C7rsbsjk

>Marble Pie's Bizarre Adventure (Ditherer)
The Pie Family has prospered for generations through the magical energy of a strange meteorite. When rogue author-adventurer A.K. Yearling steals it for the good of the world, Maud, Limestone and Marble have one week to recover it before the farm goes bust.
Status: Ongoing
All chapters: https://pastebin.com/Xbqcj7qn

>>29949629
It's very slowly happening. I had an essay due this morning so I ended up fucking over my sleep schedule to finish it, but I'm making steady and AWESOME progress on Kira's story. It'll be posted at some point soon, probably later today or early tomorrow for you guys.

>>29949015
>I think he meant do what you feel is the best way to flesh out your story, and don't rely on other stories or authors to give you ideas.

wait, do people really think that's what i'm doing?
f u c k m e, I'm trying to be """""""original"""""""", I didn;t know it actually looked like that to others.

>>29950383
I think Ace is suggesting that you ought to come up with your own ideas first, and take inspiration from others second, but I also don't think that he means you're taking ideas from others. Seems to me like he's just suggesting a few things for the future, since your work seems plenty original to me.

Will the Plant Appraiser become the Rohan of Part 8?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwyMFFivl48

When is /ourguy/ Etika coming back?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flIlpMvC4Bc

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Shill reminder to read Twilight's Bizarre Adventure: Shining Road if you like my stories, because it's the best offthread JoJo story I've come across. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/326891/

I've actually invited the author to come here, because I think he would do amazingly with a good readership, but he's been off Fimfic for seven weeks.

>>29952561
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9Deg7VrpHbM&feature=youtu.be

[Saturn's Bump]

>>29952561
I miss my nigga etika I hope he really does get back into JoJo soon

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[I WANNA BUMP]!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrpw9n9bMjo

Care Root’s Bizarre Adventure, Episode 10: The Weeknd

SATURDAY
>Be Silver Spoon, early morning on a Saturday.
>This is one of the only times you get the TV to yourself, while everyone older than you sleeps.
>Or it would be, if you weren’t already needed somewhere.
>Being a Stand user is tough work.
>You’re still at Diamond’s house from last night, having turned the evening into a pretty strong sleepover.
>She told her dad you’d both wanted to come here instead after you missed the bus.
>It was the first time you ever saw her explain herself to Mr. Rich.
>He looked a lot more worried than you remember him being.
>He was nice to you, of course, although...
>Well, he tried to shoot you, and he looked around the same, so.
>But you’re over it.
>You’ve been shot at twice, now, and you’re starting to get used to it.
>Now that you’ve woken up, checked your phone and got the message, you send out an ETA.
>Then you get out of the mini-bed they wheel out to save you a sleeping bag, and stretch.
>You try to do it loudly enough that Diamond wakes up, but she doesn’t.
>Should’ve known.
>You wonder if she still dreams about all of the different versions of herself, like you saw.
>For some reason, it doesn’t sound likely.
>She’s got a Stand now, although she’s had a hard time trying to quietly tell you what it does.
>Probably she’s getting cooler and cooler under pressure now.
>You’re glad to see your best friend get stronger, and rest after an impossible victory.
>But.
>You nudge one of her shoulders, exactly enough to wake her up.
>She stirs, dreams cracking and turning back into void.
>Her eyes open already looking at you.
>”What time is it?”
“Seven. I need a car.”
>Diamond blinks at that, like details will hit her if she mulls it over a little more.
“It’s to help out Care. And Trixie.”
>She nods, then stops.
>”Trixie? What’s she got to do with it?”
>You shrug.

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>>29956283
>Be Diamond Tiara, staring out a tinted window.
>Getting mesmerized by the familiar parking meters and too-tall buildings.
>Being driven to CHS on a Saturday dampens your mood a little.
>Not that school stresses you out or anything, you’d rather be there than at home.
>At least, until recently.
>Your grades weren’t fantastic, but they were only as bad as your tutors would let you get away with.
>You weren’t thrilled by the occasional visit to Luna’s office, but it didn’t hurt much.
>There’s just a time and place for things like that, an etiquette to scheduling.
>No one wants to go to high school at 7:30 on a Saturday.
>”Diamond?”
>Silver’s next to you, not looking out of a window.
>You stop and turn to her.
“Yes?”
>”Why didn’t you tell your dad about your Stand?”
>That’s...
>A good question.
>You could say that you just didn’t want to be punished for lying about the sleepover, but that’s not all of it.
>You frown, and try to answer her.
“I don’t know how he’s going to react. I’m worried it’ll end in him locking me up in my room with a bunch of bodyguards, or something like that.”
>She doesn’t say anything.
“I’m going to tell him, I am! Just not yet. ...Plus I don’t want him getting involved in this if he doesn’t have to.”
>Your Dad’s done a lot for you recently, and much more in the long term.
>Silver doesn’t run to hers whenever she needs something.
>Her parents are there to love and support her, but not carry her through life.
>You can’t use your family name as a raft through stormy waters.
>At least, not while you have other options.
>”What about the gem?”
>Damn, it’s still in your room.
>It might have been a good idea to give it to Care, actually.
>But you’re not in the mood to admit you made a mistake there.
“We should keep it where it is for now. No one should be able to break into my room and take it.”
>”...But are we going to tell him about it?”

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>>29956302
>Well, of course.
“Why wouldn’t we?”
>She fidgets a little.
>”Because he’ll probably tell Derpy.”
>Oh.
>You think to yourself.
>Could you make up some excuse that would make the whole thing seem less dangerous?
>No, because then Anonymous might show up again, and Care wouldn’t know to watch out for him.
>When you don’t answer after a while, she hangs her head a little.
>A girl on death row.


>Be Silver.
>You get out of the car, parked in front of Canterlot High.
>Tromping up the sidewalk, half-expecting Derpy to be around at any minute.
>But it’s just Care and Trixie, nonchalant in front of the school, eyes peeled for cars.
>His own is one of the only ones in the lot, along with the ones that never seem to leave.
>Trixie has something metal jutting out of her leg, but no real wound or blood.
>You activate ｢Tin Cup Chalice｣ while you walk, and the wall opens up behind her.
>She turns to it, startled, eyes passing around the opening like she’s checking for traps.
>Diamond follows behind you, still quiet.
>You arrive and put on a pleasant smile.
“Just step through and I’ll handle the rest, Trixie.”
>She gazes, appraises you, and then enters.
>The curly hunk of metal enters your awareness proper.
>You close your eyes and feel out its exact shape.
>It’s lodged straight through her, alright.
>But the skin’s not broken.
>What sort of Stand could do something like that to someone, and why was she fighting it?
>”Care.”
>”Diamond.”
>You let it start to degenerate.
>Then realize you’ll be letting rusty metal into her body if you do.
>So you speed up the process.
>You’re worried about what’ll happen, but if you’re right, she’ll be fine.

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>>29956323
>In a flash, it disappears, and you suppress the shockwave as best you can.
>Then you stop the process, leaving the weapon unreformed.
>Trixie pulls her leg up, grunting in pain and hopping on one foot, and then sets it back down.
>Taking deep breaths, making fists, she stretches it back out.
>And then, finally, she speaks.
>“Trixie thanks you, Freshman.”
>There’s not a trace of malevolence in the way she says that.
>She really means it, or else she’s really bad at this.
>Either way, you reverse your face’s souring and turn to Care, neutral.
“What’s going on?”

SUNDAY
>Be Derpy, out.
>Yesterday wasn’t as relaxing as you’d hoped.
>Silver and you aren’t talking very much right now.
>”You can’t stop me from helping! I’m not going to be dead weight!”
>Care and Trixie only showed up for a minute with Silver and a cut-down explanation.
>You sent your Stand out to gather the stone in that area.
>She seemed really interested in getting you to scavenge for all of them, but…
>Well, you need to know where they are or what they look like to do that.
>Otherwise you’re just a jewel thief.
>And, well.
>What’s all of this about, really?
>Is Care really getting involved?
>And if he is, how should you feel about that?
>It’s better than being twirled around on someone else’s strings, of course.
>”Of course I did! Would you have let me do it for a second if I HADN’T lied?!”
>At least, you thought so.
>You’re just worried about him, really worried.
>He shouldn’t be risking his life to keep you afloat, he doesn’t deserve that.
>Neither do you.
”No, Mom, it’s nothing. We’re just, uh... you know. Dumb argument.”
>...
>Your walk’s led you out of the neighborhoods and back into the sprawl.
>A car stops beside you.
>It’s your dad’s.
>The window rolls down, and Golden's driving.
>Her eyes are as intense as always, but she has an easygoing smile.
>”Hop in.”

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>>29956387
>She takes you downtown, further than you’d expect, and you stop at a little Indian place.
>It’s a single room affair, with enough booths for about ten people, but it’s close to empty.
>Golden orders, and you order, and your food comes out, and you eat.
>At some point during it, she finally speaks up.
>”Silver told me you had it out. Told me all of the things she did, for Care Root.”
>You grimace.
>Almost unknowingly, you trace a finger aganst the wedge of lemon in your water.
>”She went through a lot.”
“Yeah. I know.”
>That’s why you yelled at her.
>In that same position, you wouldn’t expect to have made it out yourself.
>You definitely wouldn’t have gone in without any plan because the Crusaders told you so!
“It’s not Care’s fault.”
>”I didn’t say it was. I don’t think it’s Care’s fault at all.”
>That stops you.
“You don’t?”
>”No, he didn’t know anything about it until afterwards. For all anyone knows, the idea could’ve been planted in her head by a Stand!”
>That thought makes you uncomfortable.
>The whole way she’s acting is nothing like you expected.
>You thought you’d be discussing ways to make sure Silver stayed within earshot at all times.
>Has your sister changed?
“Are you asking me to go easier on her?”
>She nods without contesting your wording.
>”I think she’s proven that she can take care of herself.”
>What?!
“She almost got shot in the face by someone people haven’t seen in months, and you think that we should pat her on the back for making a good decision?”
>She holds up a hand to placate you.
>”You’re right to protect her, but not like that. If you hold her back, she’ll just get more reckless.”
“She’s my little sister!”
>”And you’re MY little sister, Derpy. That doesn’t mean I get to control your life much.”

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>>29956409
“This isn’t about controlling anyone, it’s about stopping Silver from doing something she can’t come back from because she thinks she’s invincible! There are guns out there, Golden!”
>You realize how high you’ve raised your voice.
>The two girls who came in after you are trying not to look in your direction.
>Golden sees them too.
>She leans in a little closer, and lowers her voice.
>”Do you think she doesn’t know that? I nearly had a heart attack when she saved her friend, and she had a gun pointed to her head then, too!”
>You...
>You sigh.
“I wasn’t there, I didn’t know everything that happened.”
>”Well, she lived! Not only that, she stopped everyone in that room from dying. She’s tough enough to have a Stand, and we both need to put some more trust in her.”
“I’m not going to let her just… just go off on her own like that!”
>”Of course not. But… you have to be there to catch her without her realizing it. That’s the secret of being an older sister.”
>You… don’t think you’d be very good at that.
>Even if your Stand was more reliable, and better at long-range defense...
>Golden reaches out to grab your hand.
>”I’ll be here to help her, too. And so will Diamond, and Care. We need to give her a little bit of a hard time so she knows not to charge into things, but we also need her on our side.”
>She looks at you, and you break eye contact.
>If she hadn’t grown up with you, she might not have noticed.
>She presses, gently.
>”Can’t we do that?”
“...Yeah, okay.”
>You let out a small breath.
“Okay.”
>”Um, excuse me, Miss...”
>You realize someone’s standing next to the table.
>It’s one of the two girls, around your age.
>Golden stops holding your hand, and you both sit up, sizing her up.
>Yellow, pink hair, freckles, wearing a bad-fitting smile.
>“Is your name ‘Derpy’?”

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>>29956415
>She’s falsetto, downright cooing.
>It’s the voice of a half-dozen bad teachers making bad first impressions based on your bad eye.
>You resist the impulse to twitch and tell her off.
>Golden speaks up.
>”Who wants to know?”
>The new girl doesn’t look at her.
>”We would really, really appreciate it if you’d come with us. There are a few little boo-boos we need to clear up, and you’d be an awfully big help.”
>Her expression does nothing to mask the menace in those words.
“Why’s that?”
>With the hand that’s under the table, you grope for one of your Stand’s gifts.
>”Well, we’ve heard that you’re good at getting back things that are stolen, and someone took off with some very valuable cut rubies belonging to our mother.”
>She hooks a thumb over her shoulder at the other girl, who looks up and smiles too.
>She’s red-skinned, with hair colored like lemon-lime soda packaging.
>Your uneasiness increases.
>How did they find you?
>You’ve never been to this restaurant before.
>”｢Fineshrine｣.”
>Golden summons her Stand under her breath.
>The tree springs up a half-foot away from her, and she flinches, stepping to one side.
>Then she looks at Golden, and at you, and sighs.
>Her face darkens, like she lost twenty hours of sleep in a second.
>”Look. Come with us or we’re going to make things very painful for you.”
>You meet her eyes again, and this time there’s just irritation.
>They’re open much wider, now, to take all of you in.
>The girl in the booth gets up and treads closer.
>Did she get startled by the tree?
>You can’t remember, but she must be a Stand user.
>What interest would she have with you otherwise?
>You consider playing dumb, then choose against it.
“What do you really want? What are the stones for?”
>She doesn’t answer you, but the other one does.

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>>29956438
>”We don’t set the goals, lady.”
>She sounds like an 80s rocker stereotype.
>Now that she’s closer, you can see the giant headphones more clearly.
>They look like earmuffs, but they aren’t playing anything you can hear.
>The angry yellow one speaks again.
>”We won’t hurt you if you come with us.”
”Where?”
>”Wherever we SAY!”
>She slams a fist onto the table.
>You breathe harder as she looks down on you.
>”｢Fineshrine｣!”
>The tree whips a bough around towards the back of her head.
>She doesn’t turn around, just grunting the name.
>”｢Message Man｣.”
>Suddenly it catches on fire, recoiling.
>Golden cries out as it starts smoking and tearing into the outer bark.
>A Stand that sets things on fire?
>You don’t wait for a chance to test that theory.
”｢Spinal Tap｣!”
>You crack the popsicle stick in half, and your Stand materializes from under the table.
>The two girls take a half-step back as it draws up to its full height, and then you stand up and fling your water onto the fire.
>”Tch. ｢Message Man｣!”
>Her Stand appears, only a little shorter than yours.
>Its face is a curved black screen, like a biker helmet.
>The rest of it’s a series of black strips separated by the sort of little knobs watches are set with.
>In the center of its otherwise gray-chrome body is the red shape of a heart symbol.
>It’s split vertically down the middle by an arrow, pointing up at its featureless face.
>｢Spinal Tap｣ launches a volley of punches straight at it, and it braces itself.
“AD-AD-AD-AD-”
>Its arms block the first few, but then you adjust and your Stand picks up speed.
“ADADADADADADAD--!”
>It’s knocked backwards into the nearest booth, and the owner goes flying onto an empty table.
>You look at Golden, who’s already up.
>Both of you dash for the exit.

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>>29956448
>As you pass her, you hear the red girl fuming.
>”｢Lemon Demon｣!”
>Something small, flat and impish appears, yellow-green, designed to glide and hover in the air.
>You don’t get a good look at it, because you’re already heading for the door.
>But the girl picks up speed like she runs marathons in her free time, leaping and cartwheeling the rest of the way to the door.
>She slides and spins around, only to see ｢Spinal Tap｣ in front of her.
>Her small Stand tries to hold back the punches, but it only takes three to exhaust her.
>You throw her backwards, stumbling through the doors, clutching at one arm.
>You walk outside onto the street.
“Who are you working for? Why do they need these gems so badly?”
>She frowns.
>”Hell if I know, man! I’m just here following orders. Once I capture you, and we get all of the stones, you’ll probably just go home.”
“You’re not going to capture me.”
>She smiles at that, and cracks her neck.
>”We’ll find out. Now, let’s see who can really punch the fastest.”
>You sigh, but ｢Spinal Tap｣ rises to the occasion.
>Behind, you can here the other one getting back up.
>The girl shouts over your shoulder.
>”Leave this one to me, Sour!”
>Golden enters, summoning up ｢Fineshrine｣ and sending something winged toward “Sour”.
>”You’d better stay down, lady, unless you want to pay the full price for bothering my sister.”
>No answer.
>You let out a series of punches with ｢Spinal Tap｣ while you try to keep track of time.
>It’s been out for more than a minute, but not quite two yet...
>Thankfully, you brought a handful of gifts with you this time.
>After being caught empty-handed, you never want to risk it again.
>But one of them could be waiting for an opening while you switch.
>You reach for your second popsicle stick when you realize that you’re Stand’s not hitting her.

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>>29956468
>She’s hitting it with an even faster barrage of punches!
>Her small Stand isn’t even throwing them, it’s perched in the air beside her head!
>As her fists rebound against your Stand, you can see they’ve started to glow with some yellow-green aura all their own.
>She smirks.
>”Looks like that’s the end of your Stand. Rest in peace.”
>She points straight at you as ｢Spinal Tap｣ fades out.
>You grit your teeth and pull out another stick.
>It’s already broken.
>Did it snap in your pocket when you weren’t paying attention?!
>You reach in for another, and then the bubble wrap, and the toothpick, and the folded-up sheet of notebook paper.
>They’re all shredded in your pocket, just tatters.
“Th-that’s impossible!”
>Her hardset eyes and aggressive grin double.
>”Not for the Shadowbolts!”
>...Shadowbolts?
>Weren’t they the Crystal Prep students playing in the Friendship Games?
>Why would they be here?
>”She’s right!”
>The shout comes from behind you, where Sour’s standing over Golden, laying on the ground.
>What on Earth is happening?!
>Golden speaks from under Sour’s boot.
>”She tripped me… without touching me.”
>Sour chuckles, then the sweetness and light voice.
>”Oh, you’re right there. The trip was meant for someone else.”
>Shifting, darker, gleeful.
>”You just took the fall.”
>The obsidian, spiky bird, still airborne, swoops for her.
>Without her even registering it, ｢Message Man｣’s fist obliterates it.

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>>29956480
>Nice:
>”Why don’t I tell you what just happened, so you don’t feel like fighting to the death.”
>You stare at her, trying to calculate under the pressure of seeing your older sister in such a defeated position.
>”My Stand lets me push events into the future, wherever I like them to be. The fire you put out really came from a match I lit this morning. The fall was an honest mistake when I sat on a bench a little earlier and put my legs too far out into the sidewalk. And earlier today, I took a bunch of small things and broke them apart all at once.”
>Malevolent, proud:
>“So all of your secret weapons are useless. Time’s run out for the first one, so it’s up for all of them. And even if it weren’t, my Stand can just absorb your attacks. I only had to keep you occupied long enough for it to disappear.”
>She crosses her arms and looks smug.
>”Now. Time to go.”
>You look from her to the door, where the other girl’s standing, hands on hips.
>She’s right, all of your gifts are useless.
>How, though?
>How could they know all of this, and be so well-prepared?
>How could two Stand users you’ve never met understand your power so well?!
>A voice cuts through your rising panic.
>”｢FINESHRINE｣!”
>Then, a flurry of motion.
>The tree releases all of its birds, flapping angrily in concentric circles.
>In the chaos, she pushes herself up, knocking Sour off-balance and back into the booth.
>Golden throws her phone at you.
>You stoop and catch it.
>”I was going to make you and Silver make up after this. She’s at the library. Get there!”
>With those words, her birds swarm past you, their wingbeats mussing your hair, and hit the other girl.
>She stumbles herself and tries to bat them away, her Stand blocking the beaks from in front of her face.
>The way out is open.
>”No!”
>”Run, Derpy!”
>“｢MESSAGE MAN｣!”
>THUMP!
>You’re already outside.

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>>29956511
>The library’s to your right, a few blocks down.
>But you run left.
>Towards the car.
>Golden had the keys, but the doors don’t lock.
>Quickly, you throw yourself into the passenger seat and shut the door behind you.
>Where, where is it?
>”Golden, are you alright?”
>That voice...
>It’s faint, but it’s Silver’s!
>You look down at the phone you forgot you were carrying.
>It must have been dialing her number when your sister threw it to you.
>You put it to your ear, still rummaging quickly between the seats.
”Silver!”
>”Derpy?”
>Shock, then silence.
“Silver. I’m in trouble. Golden gave me her phone.”
>You find it!
>Figures she would take it off of the dashboard where your father keeps it...
>Golden’s so self-conscious sometimes.
>”Trouble? What- what’s happening?”
>Fear.
>The door opens behind you, but you’re already most of the way out of the passenger seat.
>You scramble into the driver’s, only to immediately see the lemon-lime girl standing outside.
>She opens the driver-side door and cracks her knuckles.
>You scramble back toward the passenger’s side, only to find Sour leaning in.
>”Derpy? Derpy, what’s going on? Who’s there?”
>Sour leers at you.
>｢Message Man｣’s fist appears next to her shoulder, and lets out a single punch.
>You put up your hands in front of your face.
>In one is a pair of fuzzy dice.
>A gift for your dad.
>The punch pulverizes it, and sends you flying into the other girl.
>She catches you around your armpits like a wrestler, both of you sliding backwards into the street.
>She stops much sooner than she has any right to, completely avoiding any errant cars.
>”This would have been so much easier if you’d just cooperated.”
>And then, she sees her friend go flying back herself.
>From that pair of fuzzy dice, ｢Spinal Tap｣ emerges into the car.

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>>29956524
>It climbs out, not wasting time, bearing down on Sour while she’s knocked down.
>You make no move to bring it closer to yourself.
>Sour’s already dodging hits by saving them for later.
>One.
>Two.
>Three...
>And then the fourth punch gets through!
>The barrage opens up after that, some limit to her Stand being reached.
>”Shit.”
>Your assailant spits, and her Stand punches you in the stomach.
>It’s a strong jab, and it leaves a spiderweb of pain in your abdomen.
>But then she lets go, and dashes for Sour.
>You run away from both of them, heading towards the library.
>｢Spinal Tap｣ will keep them occupied for another ninety seconds, which is all the lead you’ll get.
>Around you, you see candystores, bakeries, knick-knack places, antiqueries, thrift stores.
>You catch her up to speed while you run.

>Two lucky crosswalks later, you can see Silver standing by the side of the library, phone between her shoulder and ear.
>She sees you coming, and then she waves.
>”Hey!”
>You wave back, and then she points.
>”No, behind you!”
>You look over your shoulder.
>The red girl, with messed-up hair and a couple bruises standing out against her skin, runs for you.
>The aura covers her legs down to her shoes, and she’s sprinting at you without breaking a sweat.
>Silver ducks behind the library and hangs up.
>You have to get to her, or you’re doomed!
>You put on more speed, but she only gains on you faster.
>Is that it…?
>You can tell from here that she’ll get to you before you can.
>You prepare yourself.
>Then you duck and throw out a leg to one side.

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>>29956578
>She registers too late that you’ve stopped running.
>The aura burns strong, and she collides with your leg.
>Tripping, she flies a solid few feet and then hits the sidewalk.
>You stand up, seeing Sour jogging for you in the distance.
>Nodding to yourself, you get up and keep running.
>Lemon-lime’s already pushing herself to her feet, and you kick her on your way.
>She rolls, and then she’s out of your peripheral vision.
>C’mon, Silver...
>”｢LEMON DEMON｣!”
>Her Stand makes her much faster than you are, whatever it does.
>You hope you can overcome that speed boost…!
>But then she’s overtaking you, side by side, neck and neck!
>She doesn’t even hit you as she starts to pass ahead.
>Yes, that’s it!
>That’s the secret of her Stand!
>You take a deep breath, and stop completely.
>As soon as you stand stock-still, her aura wears off.
>She’s just walking.
>She looks at her feet, then back at you, as you level a punch at her.
>It catches her off-guard, and she gets knocked down again.
>Her Stand needs you to be doing something for her to do it faster.
>It’s why she can’t hit you while she’s racing you with it, you’d slow down!
>She needs you to be running!
>The only problem is that you can’t reach Silver first without running.
>Sour’s still coming, much closer now.
>You keep moving.
>If you can trip her up again, you can keep her on the ground long enough to make it the rest of the way.
>You run until you sense her about to pass you again.
>Then you pile on speed, reaching the front of the library.
>Sidestep, throwing out an arm, fist out, to clothesline her...
>In a blur, she guitar-slides under it.
>And then, swiftly, she’s reached the corner.

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>>29956604
>Still kneeling, she turns to you.
>”I know your sis’s hiding back here. She might be able to keep that up, for a minute, but she won’t be able to run from me. This, right now, is your last chance to save her.”
>Her yellow eyes meet yours like a negotiator’s.
>You say nothing.
>She shrugs.
>”Alright. So long as you’re keen on putting your own family in danger, I guess.”
>No.
>No, you just... trust them.
>As your enemy rounds the corner, Silver slams the blunt curve of a crowbar into her face.
>She goes reeling, and you close the distance, shoving her away.
>She falls woozily, wetly.
>Unconscious.
>You come upon Silver standing as close to the wall as possible, cradling the crowbar.
>A few feet back, two portions of ｢Tin Cup Chalice｣ have been laid out in the broad brick alleyway.
>From what she told you, before your row, she destroyed that crowbar.
>It was lodged in Trixie’s leg.
>You knew her Stand could recreate the things it destroyed, but you didn’t realize it could do it across distances!
>And speaking of that...
>”｢MESSAGE MAN｣!”
>She summons the Stand from a few feet away, face flushed with exercise and anger.
>You duck behind the wall, rummaging in your pockets.
>But she’s on you like glue.
>Her Stand punches through the brick to hit you, sending out clouds of chunky red dust.
>You’re knocked back a few feet, scuffing your legs on asphalt.
>Sour steps into view as the dust falls, and Silver lunges for her with the crowbar.
>｢Message Man｣’s hand grabs the rod and holds it like a baton, picking your sister up with it.
>A flick of the wrist, and she hits the far wall of the alley.
>Sour breathes heavily, slouching like Quasimodo as she lumbers toward you.

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>>29956616
>You pull out everything you had in your pocket.
>The splintered wooden sticks, the deflated bubble wrap, the torn paper.
>This is your last, long shot!
>The only way you and Silver can make it outside!
>In one last, desperate act, you throw the whole fistful at her.
>Her Stand’s fist appears, catching it all in a single motion, crushing it, and dropping the remnants to the ground.
>Then she comes for you.
>You back up.
>She’s not fast, but you don’t have a hope of taking her hand-to-hand.
>She speaks, and her voice is deep and rumbling, almost demonic.
>”I’m going to break your arms, and then your legs, and then make you win this all for us whether you want to or not. I’ll break every part of you that isn’t necessary to use a Stand.”
>She steps closer, and now you’re up against a wall.
>”You might be asking, which arm am I going to start with? Or maybe a leg, instead? I’ll tell you. I’m going to be reaaaal nice and use my speed to break all four of them at once.”
>Her voice sounds like she’s enjoying herself, but there’s no smile on her face.
>”I saved three of your punches the last time you summoned your Stand, but I blocked each one while I was running here. In fact, I took the chance to save three of my own. So I’m going to hit you in four places at once! How do you like that, you cross-eyed BITCH?!”
>You keep eye contact, for a moment, and then smile.
>And, softly, laugh.

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>>29956631
>You’re standing up straight, face free from fear.
>She all but roars.
>”Why are you--”
>Behind her, there’s a flash of light.
“The gifts my Stand gave me fell inside of my sister’s ｢Tin Cup Chalice｣! You dropped them right in it!”
>Sure enough, some of them made it between the two pieces of tile propped up in the asphalt’s imperfections.
“Its power is an endless cycle of destruction and creation, decay and rebirth! It destroyed the gifts, and rebuilt them again! And now it’s breaking them down all over again! That’s the hidden power of Silver Spoon, my amazing sister!”
>You laugh, louder!
>Sour bellows.
>”WHO CARES?! You repaired a couple fucking wooden sticks! I’m going to rip out your tongue for stalling me like this!”
“Stalling? I’m not stalling. You’ve just been defeated.”
>She looks from your easy smile to the gifts being broken back down.
>Then she realizes it.
”｢Spinal Tap｣!”
>Your Stand appears from the gifts behind her, and this time it’s inexhaustible.
“ADADADADAD-”
>”M-MESS--｢MESSAGE MAN｣!”
>Your Stand’s punches are relentless, borne on the constant cycle of rebirth and resummoning!
>DUAL HEAT ATTACK: Just Begin Again!
“ADADADAD-”
>Three of her Stand’s fists appear from nowhere, zooming for your Stand.
>It brings its tail around, blocking all three.
>Then its fists connect, and Sour hits the wall.
>You don’t stop.
>Not until she’s not getting back up for a few hours.
“AD-AD-AD-AD-AAAAD!”
>Her determination disappears, consciousness fading.
>You turn away.
“Adieu.”

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>>29956640
>Silver’s okay, except for a sore back and general stress.
>Golden’s picked herself up at the restaurant by the time you arrive, but she’s not doing hot either.
>One of her arms is broken.
>But after a run to the hospital, where she stays overnight, you and Silver make it back home.
>You have to tell your mom that your older sister was reckless and got in a really bad fall.
>But… you made it.
>One more fight, with the help of your little sister.
>And one more clue.
>If you can find out what the Shadowbolts are after, maybe you can figure all of this out...

MONDAY
>Alright.
>It’s morning, and you’ve done everything you can in a quick sweep of Canterlot City.
>And Derpy spent the last day fending off the same people who seem to want Trixie.
>Trixie, who’s hiding out on your couch for another night.
>You get dressed in your usual.
>Say her name a few times until she wakes up and gets in the car
>Talk about a night-owl.
>And when you’ve arrived and parked, you make your way through CHS grounds.
>With Trixie covering your back, you approach some other early arrivals.
>The Rainbooms are mostly assembled, and in their midst is one girl.
>Purple-skinned, like Trixie said.
>You hold your Stand at the ready in case things get ugly.
>Sitting and listening to the others on the steps of the school.
>Her hair has a streak through it, and it’s tied in a loose bun.
>Thick glasses, and purple-blue clothes.
>Twilight Sparkle.

｢TO BE CONTINUED｣

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APGJM37aRy0

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>>29956664
Stand: ｢Message Man｣
User: Sour Sweet
Ability: ‘Saves’ events for up to 12 hours and ‘reinserts’ their effects into causality at the user’s discretion. Effects can be directed anywhere within range, except for events affecting the user, which can only be postponed. An event must last under 3 seconds to be saved by ｢Message Man｣, and only 3 can be saved at a time.

Stand: ｢Lemon Demon｣
User: Lemon Zest
Ability: When competing against another person at a specific task, bends circumstances around the user so that they can accomplish the task in exactly half the time of their competitor. If it’s not possible to make the user faster, the Stand will simply impede their opponent.

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>>29956679
good shit again dith, That DHA was the hypest shit ever, never would've thought of anything like that in a million years, and that whole fight in general really gave m some blue hawaii vibes in a good way, anyway well done mang

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It's been a while since I've been on this board. I'm interested in this thread and want to read, but there's just so much content, can I get a recommendation for where to start?

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>>29957039
Sure. There's a full list of the thread stories at >>29911161 with descriptions. If you still can't decide, just let us know what you like in your green / JoJo and we'll narrow it down further.

>>29957039
Well, everyone's stories here aren't really connected, the pastebins are at the top for each writer and story, there's really no place to start. Personally I'd start with fuckface's story since he's the guy who started all this shit in the first place, But you really don;t even need to start there man, just read whatever catches your fancy. It shouldn't be hard either, everyone writefag here is amazing excluding me, I doubt you won't find at least one story that'll blow your mind, honest to Dio


by the by, no one here has completed their main story yet, so just saying.

>>29956679
I don't even know what to say anymore. This was an absolutely mind-blowingly incredible update and it gave me chills in all the right ways. This chapter could have been an arc unto itself in the manga, it's seriously that good.

I gotta admit, I'm jealous of your creativity and prolificness. Really jealous.

New trailer for the movie
https://youtu.be/N9aVGSHInuo

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>>29957884
Wow it's actually looking better than I thought it'd be. Too bad there won't be a localized version in my area till god knows when.

｢Bump Man｣

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Just letting everyone know I'm still alive, and progress on RBA is going slowly, but it's going.

>>29948975
>>29955332
Pic related.

>>29959920
[Bump You Act 1]

>>29957884
I like the idea of DiU being movie-ised (I know it's not a real word) but I would love to see Stardust crusaders or steel ball run turn into a live action film series. Steel ball run would take a very very long time to make into a live action movie but it would be great.

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[Silly Queen] bump

>>29961381
BITE ZA PARTYO

>>29961381
Pinkie = Killer Queen
Rainbow Dash = Stone free
Rarity = Gold experience
Applejack = star platinum
Fluttershy = ??? You
Twilight = ??? Decide

Bump why we so dead?

Uni's been fucking me over for the past week so I'm out of it and tired as hell right now, but after tonight I'll be completely free and hopefully write some more stuff for you guys.

Maybe the other guys are just moving house.

>>29963113
Maybe, hopefully, anyway I'm off to bed goodnight Omnee-chan

>>29960278
[Bump You Act 2]

[BUMP MIT UNS]

DIVINE BUMPSTORM (we need something to discuss)

>>29965677
Something to discuss...
>Favourite chapter of ongoing stories.
>Characters you'd like to see further developed.
>Characters you like the least and why.
>ASBs you'd like to see.
Pick your whichever you want.

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>>29965677
Additionally, what Stand does your waifu have? Make her one if you haven't already, or a new one, or talk about why you designed the one you did.

Adagio's got both ｢Gold Guns Girls｣ and ｢Orange Blossom Special｣; ｢G3｣ is based on her natural ability to make other people desire things, and her endless desire for power and adoration. ｢OBS｣ is a Stand for her if she makes it back to Equestria, and it's supposed to celebrate her return by forcing things to arrive automatically, reversing the thousand-year struggle she'd take to get back home.

For a new one, I'd have to go with

Stand: ｢Shakira｣
User: Adagio Dazzle
Ability: When activated, so long as the user is in motion, no one who sees her is capable of looking away. Additionally, the generals stats of ｢Shakira｣ increase proportional to the total value of everything the user is wearing or touching at a given moment.

Worry not friends for I can assure you I am not dead.
A couple things:

1.I mainly phone post, if only because I find it easier to write when I'm walking around. That and my computer acts up sometimes and I have NO skills with hardware. I figure I'd better get that out of the way to explain why I take a while to post each part of a chapter.

2.Thanks to work tiring me the fuck out and Persona 5 consuming me like how Lord Smooze shall consume Equestria, I haven't had much time to write. However, with some self control and my parents kicking me off the TV for the day I can finally bring myself to write, which I will.

But first, an upcoming Stand


STAND NAME -
JUDO FLIP (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4leukzHerxY)

STAND MASTER -
BABS SEED

APPEARANCE -
•A pony made of old chain link fence with hooves of brick, a mane of leaves and the inside filled with branches. Its mane resembles an afro.
•Its fighting style is based heavily around kicks and mobility, as opposed to punching

STATS -
POWER-C
SPEED-C
RANGE-D
DURABILITY-A
PRECISION-C
POTENTIAL-A

ABILITIES -
•Judo Flip allows its user to easily walk on any surface regardless of gravity or friction

STAND CRY -
CHOPCHOPCHOPCHOP

And now, for some well needed green.

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>>29966269
Dith what the fuck is even that filename bruv
also
>what stand does your waifu have
oh man, I've been thinking about this actually

Stand: ｢No Scrubs｣

User: Ms. Harshwhinny

Ability: Allows the user to see almost every "flaw" the target has, both physically and mentally. the user can also remove said "flaws", but only for a limited time of 2 minutes, and even then, they can only remove on flaw at a time.

I like older women
alot

>>29966352
>Hmph
>Your covers are making you too hot
>You take them off
>Now you're too cold
>You put them back on
>Now you're too hot
>Now you can't sleep
>And you have school tomorrow
>School is stupid
>It's boring
>Momma's gonna be mad that you didn't sleep
>Like when she caught you playing your GameBoy in bed
>And you hate when she's mad
>And now you can't sleep with the heat and that noise and uuUUURRGH
>You slam your anger out with your fists on the bed
>Wait, that noise?
>Yeah, It's coming from outside your room
>It's like someone's yelling, but it's muffled
>You can't sleep anyways, so you get up and open your door
>The hall's dark, but you follow the noise
>It's coming from Mom and Daddy's room
>Walking gown the hall, you finally come upon the door, some light leaking through the cracks
>"Oh Ricardo..."
>"Oh, Miss Mouse..."
>"What in the fuck?"
>"...Ah shit, he's home!" You hear someone whisper
>Dad!
>He's home already?
>You turn around and try to whisper to him
"Daddy, I think someone's try-"
>He cuts you off with a finger to your lips and a shush
>He looks angry
>"Go to bed Anon."
"I'm sorry Daddy, I-"
>"Shhhhhh, It's alright. You're not in trouble. Just go back to bed."
>You don't want Dad to get madder, so you do as he says and head back
>You go back under the covers and pretend you're asleep
>For a few seconds everything is fine
>Then the shouting starts
>It gets louder, and louder and louder
>Worse and worse and worse
>It hurts to listen to
>You open your eyes to find the door beginning
>Stop
>STOP
>STOP FIGHTING
>STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
>...
>Everything stops
>The door
>The shouting
>The rustling curtains on the window
>Everything
>The door opens, revealing, of all things-
>Princess Luna
>"So you are the human we have heard about."
>It all comes back to you
>Ooooooooh goody
>"This seems to be quite a distressing dream. How long ago was this? We estimate you were... 6 when this happened?"
>...
>"Well?"
"I'm over it."
>"We beg to differ."

>>29966801
"And I ask that you leave."
>"Have you told anypony about this?"
>...
>"Anon? You can't just give me t-"
"No."
>"Nopony?"
"No one."
>"Why?"
"I don't know, ok? I just... I want to forget about it. Now please leave, or do whatever mumbo jumbo you have to to make it go away, alright?"
>"Well, what if said mumbo jumbo involved talking about it?"
"Then no."
>"Then it won't go away."
"You're a princess of the night, yet you can't make one simple dream go away."
>"We could, of course. However, that would not be solving the problem. We aim to make sure our ponies' nightmares don't come BACK. As such, pushing it away would be akin to pushing a swing away so as to sit in the spot it rested above."
"Look can you just make it go away for now? I'm not ready to go and talk about it."
>"Then when will you be ready?"
"I don't know, alright? Get off my fuckin' back."
>"This dream could get off of yours, if you'd simply-"
"The fuck do you want from me?!"
>...
>"Fine Anon. We shall make this dream more pleasant for thee."
>Your old bedroom shifts into a calming pond, with the moon overtop and a beach with trees surrounding it, with your bed becoming a giant lily pad.
>"But remember Anon, the swing doesn't stay up in the air forever. Eventually..."
>Her form begins to dissipate
>"It must come back down."
>You rest your head, just glad things are peaceful

MLJ: SAM BONUS CHAPTER 20B
DREAMS OF AN ANON
<=====TO=BE=CONTINUED=====
Now with new ending song!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=suRrw0SJxgY

Not much, but I figured I needed to get something out, and I've been meaning to get to Anon's past, if only a bit for now.
Hope you enjoyed.

>>29966269
For Sunburst I always saw him as a very quick learner, if not at Twilight and Starlight levels. Just as well, he spends most of his time researching more magic.
So I decided to give him a Stand that not only allowed him to easily learn new abilities, but utilize them easily as well, if at a reduced power.
Also, I have this idea that every pony has a sentient Stand so that they always have a friend around, even if nopony else is there

Also goodnight bump

Are Luna's night guards aka bat-ponys created via the stone mask?

>>29966269
Those hips don't lie.

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>>29966548
That's a really cool Stand idea. And the filename is from pg. 139 of Finnegans Wake, given as a description of ALP, or Anna Livia Plurabelle, the character who plays the part of all the archetypal wives and mothers in the book. She's also the river Liffey that runs through and supports Dublin (represented by HCE, or Humphrey Chimpden Earwicker, the character who's also all of the fathers, progenitors and tragic fall-victims). The section, which got cut off by my computer, is actually a poem if you read it out loud, and since the book is about mixing up a thousand years of language and culture, and references the 1001 Nights, and it's all named after an endless song of celebration, it made a good fit for a millennium-old siren. I also could've gone with the end of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, but it's much more >she's not real.

>>29966995
>>29967010
Glad you're still among us! It's interesting how the Anons in this thread have all turned a little dark at around the same time. And yeah, Sunburst's main talent seems to be colliding preexisting magic into something new and useful, and ｢Renaissance Man｣ fits him pretty well.

>>29967961
I was going to name the Stand that originally, but then I realized most Shakira songs are like that. And even the ones that aren't, like Octavo Dia and Dreams for Plans, also fit into the siren-misery-desire motif.

But yeah, those hips speak true across the language barrier. youtube.com/watch?v=3QPb42Wpraw

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Alright boys, I'm writing such a big update that I think I'll have to split it in half and post 'em separately. Look forward to it sometime in the next 48 hours.

I'm not going to flake on this deadline,
promise.

>>29968929
VERY NICE OMNEE-CHAN

>>29966269

Mai Waifu, Pinkie, already has multiple Stands, according to this thread. That includes ｢BALLROOM BLITZ｣, ｢GUNS N ROSES｣, ｢STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM｣, ｢OUR LAWYER MADE US CHANGE THE NAME OF THIS STAND SO WE WOULDN'T GET SUED｣, and ｢FLORIDAYS｣.

THIS IS THE LAST OF MY BUMPS, TAKE IT FROM ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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You guys know what feels good? Saying goodbye to thots. I've let a good friend go. I'm free.

Good progress happening here, which is weird because I'm working on both Kira's story and Anon's story one after another right now. When I tire of writing for one story I switch to the other, and when I tire of that I'm ready to put a little more effort into the other one, and all this with a few minutes between each switch. It's a surprisingly productive technique.

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>>29970412
Thot patrol, where you at

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>>29970412
That's a hardcore technique, especially after exams! Looking forward to the end results.

>>29966269
I do not have a waifu, so the next best thing would be... best girl?

Stand: ｢Edge of Seventeen｣
Ability: The user can manipulate "age" on anything inside it's range, including the user. The effects continue even when one leaves the stand's range. The changes are almost instantaneous.

>>29966548
>Ms. Harshwhinny
You, my friend, are a man of fine taste.

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Did Johnny Joestar Become a Saint?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_OIfLQvf7s&t=0s

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>>29966548
Oh, God, I just realized.

>A scrub is a guy who thinks he's fine
>And is also known as a busta

Bump Solid Frienship

Stand bump.

Stand Name: [Camouflage]

Stand Ability: [Conflict Empowerment]

Power - B
Speed - C
Range - C
Durability - D
Precision - B
Potential - B

User:???

Description: The power to be empowered by conflict. User becomes stronger, faster, more durable, etc. by all forms of conflict regardless of the area and numbers involved, possibly unlocking abilities related to the affinity and enhancing the existing powers. The user may be able draw sustenance from the conflicts to even slow or stop aging. (As for how it looks just think Marine.)

Song: https://youtu.be/UHICh8PoDu8

Never going to make another stand while drunk ever again.

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>>29976857
Sounds like the right ability for a certain comic book character...

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>>29976978

>>29976857
>The user starts to troll everyone in a thread.
>Becomes stronger by the minute.

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>>29911145
>Best generated stand?

>>29979393
Right here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K9An5BMxvRs
Stand Name: [Wish Upon A Blackstar]

Stand Ability: [Flaw Enhancement](http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Flaw_Enhancement)

Power - D

Speed - B

Range - C

Durability - C

Precision - D

Potential - C

All the user would have to do is nick someone with a pointy stick and they'd lose horribly, or they could exploit flaws in the combat area to bring a house down by just expanding hairline fractures in the supporting beams, or they could just expand the target's greatest personality flaw until it consumes them.

I'm keeping this for later.

>>29979954
This vs. ｢No Scrubs｣

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>>29980586
The battle would rely entirely on how many of the target's flaws [Wish Upon A Blackstar]'s user would know about and exploit, which puts Harshwhinny at an advantage if she knows more about the target or was able to prevent [WUAB]'s user from gathering intel on them or harming them.

Anything else is probably a slow and agonizing death so long as the target remains within [WUAB]'s range

I can't believe I just discovered this today considering how long I've known about the song, but apparently before Planisphère was ever the background song to the Dior Homme Spring 2009 show, it was a dinky little WIP that Justice released on their Myspace all the way back in 2005.

Here it is, in all its unfinished glory.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DSmfjaqIrE4

Another idea I had for another story.

Stand Name: [D.A.N.C.E.]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sy1dYFGkPUE

Stand Ability: [Guilt Empowerment]

Power - Varies

Speed - D

Range - A

Durability - C

Precision - C

Potential - B

Description: It is a group of up to four little skeletons, each with a jolly personality, that attach themselves to a target and gain weight and power from their guilt until crushing them completely. The skeletons can act independently from one another, but always follow the stand user's orders. If prompted to, they can come off from their target and engage in a regular brawl. They are easily distracted by happy music.

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>>29968315
>>29972855
damn, this nigga is stylin on me with literature quotes too, rip me
>busta
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>>29971854
>Pic Related

>>29979954
>>29980586
>>29980989
Holy shit, i'd be totally cool with a fight like this, that'd be honestly amazing also,
gonna write more posts for FABA later today,
so git ready

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>Pinkie vs. [Soft Machine]
>Pic related

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I thought today that if Maud had ｢OK Go｣, she'd totally have dodged that eel.

Hope the semester went well for you college-going lads.

>>29980989
Here's how I'd even it:

>Araki's right, evil's a weakness of the soul
>Harshwhinny can sense evil
>When [WUAB] appears, she summons ｢No Scrubs｣.
>Neverending_Story_2_Ending.avi
>Two minutes later, having explained everything about [WUAB], the user reverts.
>Angry, she lashes out.

>>29982480
<3

>>29982714
I watched the ending of that film just now and I'm not sure how it relates to these Stands.

Would you please elaborate for a poor little scrub?

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>>29965954
>Characters you'd like to see further developed.

Personally, I've been interested in what becomes of Lonely Heart and Featherweight.

>>29957681
Well, I'm jealous of your potential and your freedom to jaunt around Europe.

>>29983698
Well, it's not quite the ending, but it might as well be. I meant this scene where the hero's backed in a corner, and destroys the villain with his very last magic wish by giving her empathy. She explodes violently, and then reforms as a nice woman who calls the whole thing off.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=fN__bhtYKxo

>>29984322
>"You used me you bitch! I had two minutes of true happiness and you used them to learn how to beat me! Fuck you!"
>Your opponent lashes out with her hoof, striking your raised leg with the vase shards scattered on the floor!
>"But you're inside my Stand's range with no easy escape route, so I'll take my time to make you suffer. ｢Wish Upon A Blackstar｣!"
>As her Stand manifests behind her, you can feel the slight gashes left by her attack begin to grow!
>The pain lances up your entire leg, and in the span of a few seconds the wounds have grown so large as to cripple you
>Flailing, you crash to the floor as your leg gives out, falling flat on your face and knocking the wind out of your lungs
"N-｢No Scrubs｣!"
>Desperately, you summon your own Stand, removing the flaws in your skin and preventing ｢Wish Upon A Blackstar｣ from rendering your leg useless
>She sneers
>"Let's see how many flaws you can remove at once. The one thing everypony I've talked to remembered the most about you was how... professional you were. I wonder..."
>Her Stand points its hoof at you, and suddenly oh my Celestia is she actually slouching?
>That would never fly in a proper work environment!
>And her Stand!
>It's dressed up like some garish whorse in Canterlot's red light district!
>Does this tart even know how to look or behave when it comes to getting the job done?
>Honestly, it's like you're being forced to collaborate with foals on a project at the office!
>She's just so... "Unprofessional!"
>You toss your head and snort in irritation at her display, which merely earns you an ingratiating grin
>"Looks like I was right on the money."
>You're going to teach this little bitch a lesson on proper workplace behavior starting right now!
"｢No Scrubs｣!"
>Your Stand blasts forward, intent on removing this young mare's unbecoming conduct, even if just to make it easier to be in the same room as her
>Your opponent stands upright, a new air of poise and finesse about her
>And you fall down

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>A stone bridge crosses a babbling brook beneath you, and you walk across into Ponyville itself
>Pinkie bounces alongside you, elation clear on her face
>There are some more small horses around this medieval-looking town square, all milling about and enjoying the sunshine
>You’ve been dead twenty minutes and already you miss the yellowed skies of Morioh
>Blue was such an odd color to see above you
>”So Josuke, this is Ponyville! My friends and I all live here and keep the town safe from monsters, rudey-poos, and various ne’er do wells! We don’t have a lot of time for introductions but every pony around here is reeeeeeeeeally friendly, so don’t worry about freaking them out! C’mon!!”
>Pinkie grabs you by the elbow with her hoof, which wraps around it like a spaghetti noodle
>What in the hell is she-?
>Suddenly Pinkie takes off through the center of town towards an ugly crystal castle at the speed of light!
>As you take a look at the streets while you are dragged behind her, you see several of the other ponies pointing at you curiously
>Before you can consider that further, Pinkie screeches to a halt in front of the crystalline abomination and throws open the doors
>”GIRLS! I FOUND SOMETHING REALLY COOL!”
>”PINKIE WE’RE IN THE MAP ROOM, GET OVER HERE AND STOP YELLING!”
>”OKAY!”
>The little pink horse turns to you, smile stretching her cheeks to their fullest
>”Oh boy I’m so excited becauseyou’reabouttomeetmyfriendsandthey’rethebestestponiesagalcouldaskforexceptSpikebuthe’sadragonbutstillacoollittleguyand-“
>”PINKIE COME ON, WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF PLANNING OUR EXPEDITION!”
>Expedition?
>”Anyway, I’m sure you’ll all get along just fine!”
“I have no doubt about that.”
>You deadpan and make no effort to hide the irritation on your face
>Smiling widely, Pinkie leads you through a few hallways and arrives at a grand-looking pair of huge double doors
>”Here we are!”
>She flings them wide open, showing you the strangest room you’ve ever seen

>>29985802
>Giant garish crystals line the walls, supporting the roof and surrounding a ring of six tall thrones with symbols on them around a table that seems to grow out of the floor
>Occupying each of thrones are an assortment of brightly colored horses similar to the ones you saw outside
>There’s an empty throne bears the same symbol as the one on Pinkie’s flank
>Nothing out of the ordinary, at this point
>It’s actually what’s on the table that interests you the most
>It appears to be a holographic three-dimensional map of somewhere, possibly the new world you’ve entered
>Now that is incredible
>There’s something hovering over the far part of the map, which you take a look at, but Pinkie speaks again, addressing the whole room, so you turn to her and listen
>”Hey girls, I met this really cool human guy while I was out for my mid-afternoon stroll! He wants to come with us on our expedition!”
>The white and purple horses turn away from the map, revealing horns on their-
>HORNS!?
>Suddenly the room begins to swim, and you feel unsteady on your feet
>Are you really sure you’re in another world and not just honestly dead? Normal horses don’t look like that!
>Unicorns belong in the realm of fairy tales and make-believe! They’re the hopes of little girls given form, but they’re not actually real!
>As you struggle to stay on your feet, the white…unicorn hesitantly walks up to you, then brushes its hair back over its head
>”Pinkie dear, is he um, alright? He seems a little… sick.”
>You were completely wrong: there’s no way this is actually happening, surely you’re hallucinating from such a heady victory
>[Bites The Dust] did its job and you’re just imagining things from finally ridding yourself of the biggest obstacles to your happiness
>Then you glance at the map