Gravitational Force
Dark Lord of Creativity
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The second silhouette shifts, revealing a heavy figure wearing the robes of a priest. "Of course. I shall smite these wrongdoers in the name of the Lord! Whether by my hand or that of my flock of lost lambs they shall not prevail. What money can't buy your influence can. I've already sent the first of them to combat these sinners. I have no faith in man, but Fleetwood should provide the perfect test of their abilities."
A smile appears in the shadow under the figure's head as they cross themselves and a silver crucifix swings on their neck. "Now I've my own preparations to make. Such a tragedy, the death of Jim Joestar. I'd have loved to have given him his last confession, especially since the Joestar estate most likely has many items that should be donated to God's own church. I wonder if Jo-Shi's mother is home right now."
A fat tongue licks thick lips. "I wouldn't be opposed to offering my services to comfort Mr. Joestar's grieving widow. I like it better when they're crying."
:Ezra Jones:
Ezra wasted no time. He'd made up his mind about this situation and he was siding with Jo-Shi. Which meant he had to take down Fleetwood before he could hurt anyone.
Having already manifested his Stand he sent it to strike Fleetwood, hardening its fist to ensure that even a glancing blow would be enough to take him out of the fight.
"You're not going to be killing anyone today! Go, Diamonds and Rust!"
Ezra's Stand's fist impacted and went right through Fleetwood, but he blinked in surprise as it went right through him like he wasn't there. Ezra then noticed how blurry everything around him had gotten.
The second silhouette shifts, revealing a heavy figure wearing the robes of a priest. "Of course. I shall smite these wrongdoers in the name of the Lord! Whether by my hand or that of my flock of lost lambs they shall not prevail. What money can't buy your influence can. I've already sent the first of them to combat these sinners. I have no faith in man, but Fleetwood should provide the perfect test of their abilities."
A smile appears in the shadow under the figure's head as they cross themselves and a silver crucifix swings on their neck. "Now I've my own preparations to make. Such a tragedy, the death of Jim Joestar. I'd have loved to have given him his last confession, especially since the Joestar estate most likely has many items that should be donated to God's own church. I wonder if Jo-Shi's mother is home right now."
A fat tongue licks thick lips. "I wouldn't be opposed to offering my services to comfort Mr. Joestar's grieving widow. I like it better when they're crying."
:Ezra Jones:
Ezra wasted no time. He'd made up his mind about this situation and he was siding with Jo-Shi. Which meant he had to take down Fleetwood before he could hurt anyone.
Having already manifested his Stand he sent it to strike Fleetwood, hardening its fist to ensure that even a glancing blow would be enough to take him out of the fight.
"You're not going to be killing anyone today! Go, Diamonds and Rust!"
Ezra's Stand's fist impacted and went right through Fleetwood, but he blinked in surprise as it went right through him like he wasn't there. Ezra then noticed how blurry everything around him had gotten.