JoJo's Bizarre Roleplay: Shades of Heaven

[SephirothSage]

Stein tilts his head to the side.


"...Sounds like a female version of this DIO guy you mentioned from a few years back- the one who a blood transplant from was used to revive your boss after the same guy killed your boss?" he inquires calmly.

 

[TacoMann]

CHAPTER 3: THE SPIN

Has not been discovered in this world of ours.

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Joel gives a chuckle. "Yeah, yeah. We've been mopping up followers, cultists, and flesh-bud implant-ees since I signed on. Half my jobs across Asia, honestly. Heard some news about a priest of DIO causing trouble around the Green Dolphin Prison awhile back, but that went dark the same time as my current boss- Right, yeah, Jotaro wasn't the one who died, that was when Joseph was still our boss..."


He slowly walks into the alleyway. The two offices aside it looming heavily, as a stiff breeze flows through, guiding shrapnel down three sidepaths, 50, 100, and 160 feet down the line, roughly. The alleys are shadowed, the sun unable to directly reach them. "I'm honestly hoping that's the case then. Resolves nice and easy. Just kill'er."

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage


"Well then, regardless I'm thankful i didn't start any shit with her right then, if shes as big in this as she says, shes either got power to back it up, or enough friends to be strong for her." Rosie sighed as he followed Joel down the way, keeping an eye out for anything truly suspicious. "odds are she'll be back, could call it a safe bet but these days I'm not sure what'll be popping up next."


As he spoke he drew out his pistols ready, keeping an eye to the sky as well as the ground, if anything he has learned so far about the freaky folk of the night so far, they like to drop on you, once in that alley, once in the van, he'll be damned if another bastard fell on him again!


...or... was he just getting paranoid now?


"So, the fat man needed to get down here in the day time, our rage queen might be the reason he was here, or perhaps he was just picking up something... I'm just tossing out ideas, ya'll know more on all this then me."

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo


As you scan the skyline, you see a brief, red glow, a small humanoid figure passes over the alleyway. Positively tiny, with a head the size of the rest of it's body. You don't catch much more of a glimpse before it notes your gaze, and speeds out of view.


@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words


You hear a high-pitched chuckle. Just barely audible. A red glow blinks in the closest Alleyway. The sound of a blade flying echoes from the farthest alley. And an alleycat charges from the second, sprinting past with the bleeding carcass of a puppy in its jaws. As the cat and its meal sprint out into the street, Joel chimes in. "...Honestly, I feel way too comfortable with this situation."

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann


"..the hell was that?" Rosie asked himself as he rose an eyebrow to the thing above. "man... moment I got into this business I'm jumpin' at shadows." he sighed as he began to march forwards. Coming to the first alleyway he held close to the wall with his gun infront of him, peaking around the corner hopeing that whatever that glow was, it was mundane, or atleast shows what to expect down alley way number one.


"If your comfortable, march along ahead, no doubt whoever is down this way heard the battle, and I doubt whatever is down here is going to be friends of ours."

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo


The glow seems to emanate from behind a dumpster. The impish figure pokes its head out from behind the dumpster for a moment, then dives back down before the others could catch sight of it. Chuckling again.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage @Kalin Scarlet


"...Figures there'd be rats in this alley." Rosie sighed as he came out into the alley fully. "Alright little thing, i saw yea, game of hide and seek is over." he tried to reason with the.. most likely unreasonable thing. "Keep an eye out for little folks around here, spotted two already, that or i'm finally going insane and seeing little red glowing midgits everywhere... Don't act like thats the craziest thing you've heard today, we just fought a man who sucked people's life away... then removed all of his skin..."


Putting todays events to his thoughts he noticed how... unique that situation is, just who in all of history had the chance to say that sentence? Or even go through that exact scenario? or atleast in a modified form... man... weird thoughts when your hunting down red glowing midgits in a alleyway that may or may not be horribly, horribly dangerous to your mind body and/or soul.


"...whats the orders joel?"

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words


"Well, I figure I'll go check out the alley our cat came from. You track your little red men, Stein checks Knife Row, and the kid chooses who he wants to stick with?"


The red imp flutters out from behind the dumpster. The red light seems to emanate from it. It gives a giggle, and throws itself further down the alleyway, spiraling to "stand" stock-still, four feet above the ground. its tiny little arms spread wide. It gives another giggle as it sits at the far end of its alleyway. 100 feet down from you.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @Kalin Scarlet (if you wana come)


"...Ah great... he wants to play tag now." the man smirked as he began to make his way down the alley, keeping his eyes peeled for just about anything that seems suspicious.. especially from above, he wasn't falling for the. "oh theres only one right here but theres 50 thousand waiting behind the corner" trick, he was certain he could out gun them, it'd take awhile but this was a narrow enough alley, they could only come at him from so many directions, directions he could easily cover.


"Alright little guy, you better not be dragging me into a trap, that wouldn't be very nice you hear?"

 

[SephirothSage]

Stein stares down the alley for a long moment- then shrugs calmly.


"It feels.. homey." He states solemnly- before chuckling. "A little messier than I'm used to, albeit..." He trails of- then sighs wearily. He adjusts his helmet a little bit- then smirks.


"Regardless. This plan seems agreeable to me, apart from the part where we all split up to get picked off one by one. I'll go alone- the rest of you in groups; I fear no creature upon this earth that still walks it. The rest of you are... squishier." He states solemnly- as he heads for his assigned destination at a smooth, rolling gait- humming a cheerful old german war-song.

 

[TacoMann]

@SephirothSage


As you carry yourself down the path, the sounds of blades grow louder. Two distinct blades, no, one isn't a blade. The sound of it crashing into a wall is a giveaway. As you turn the corner, you see three figures. The first, is quite clearly the woman Rosie described, dancing back and forth around the attacks of the others, occasionally tossing or recovering a blade as she laughs. The second, a man of average height, and hair that can be best described as looking like he glued two beehives together and tried to fashion a hat from them, merely stands there, cursing at the woman, occasionally moving to dodge a knife. The final figure, clearly a stand, a wide humanoid with a pattern of broken grins across its body like scale mail. "SHOW YOUR STAND, SPEEDWAGON DOG. DO NOT INSULT ME FURTHER! UNLESS YOU WISH TO INCUR THE WRATH OF BROTHER CURTIS!" The woman stops, and grins, looking over at you. "I'm not with Speedwagon. I'm just here to rile you up, and observe. He's the Speedwagon dog that just murdered Brother Erik." she says with a mocking tone, pointing over to you.


The man growls at you, then to her again. The woman throws a knife at you and him, whilst she leaps against the wall.


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[SephirothSage]

Stein pauses at the mouth of the alleyway- and his eyes shift about; focusing on analyzing every single thing, as he takes in the words and sounds- the sights and colors, even as he braces himself- and a low rumble of a laugh escapes his lips.


"..... I see. So she's an outside party manipulating those fools from earlier.. most fascinating. .or is she even involved..? What a fascinating woman..~" He muses softly.


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[TacoMann]

@SephirothSage


The knife flies at you, distracting you from whatever else you could notice, as she scales the wall, and the man shrieks unintelligibly at the both of you, whilst leaping away from the knife tossed at himself.


ROLL TO DEFEND!

 

[SephirothSage]

Stein has a few moments, really. A few seconds. He thinks in those seconds- and comes to a decision. When he's not in Metal MODE, it's best to /avoid/ getting hurt.


With that in mind, he flows to the side as best he can to avoid the knife- breaking into more laughter.


"Or, funniest of all, you could be faking your argument with this fine gentleman to throw me of your trail! How marvelous it is, to have enemies."


He flows out of the way, and right before the knife passes, he hears the woman's voice. A whisper in his ear as he feels a palm press gently against his back. He is back where he first stood, feeling the jagged edge of the knife puncturing into him, embedding into his skin. The serrated edge meant to cut veins. His regeneration outstrips the damage, but the pain flows through his system nonetheless.

 

[SephirothSage]

He blinks a few times. It's confusing, really; as he's suddenly.. Reset? Tricked? Was it an illusion, or was he moved backwards. He grunts- as the blade flows through his form. Did he ever dodge? Did she manipulate time, probability, reality..?


Too fast.


"W-what..?" He gasps softly- eyes widening. He can't tell- so it's unclear what just happening him. Was he moved, or mentally manipulated itno not moving? Was time distorted, or was reality reset? It's impossible to tell...


As the pain flows through him..?


And makes him feel alive. A low, rasping chuckle, as he sways with the knife- and his eyes gleam bright. He flexes, and moves to rip the knife free; even as he flexes- and laughs wildly- his eyes locking on that woman almost hungrily as she dances away; even as he engages his mode; turning his body to metal.


"I don't know what you just did.. but I'm impressed." He says bluntly.

 

[TacoMann]

@SephirothSage


She looms over the alley. Already atop it, grinning down at the pair of you. "He is with the squad that killed Erik, that I doubt he'll deny. Go on. Show me your family's worth." She grins broadly, as the man turns to face you, stopping to scowl up at her.


He clenches a fist, his stand manifesting behind him as he glares. "I...I. To prove my family, and to avenge Erik. For blood. There shall be blood. MAD HOUSE." His stand strikes a pose, like a gunslinger aiming two pistols, before cracking its fists together, and flexing.

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[SephirothSage]

Stein chuckles faintly. He breathes in- then breathes out; as he reaches into his very chest- and bellows out a challenge, as he shreds the front of his protective suit to draw his blade, without a seconds hesitation; the mammoth blade ripping free of his body and forming out of the liquid metal; steel shaping itself at his whim.


"What a shame then... that your family has no worth. You have no chance... and even attempting to match yourself against me is pointless. Then again- to earn such a fair maidens favor has been reason for countless knights and warriors of countless ages to die by my blade." He muses as he rips the blade free, and slams it into the ground- grinning as he stares his foe down- absolute conviction in his words as he gleams faintly- wanting to just rip free of this damn helmet, slaughter this man, drink him dry, and wait for nightfall to leave the alleyway.


A sore temptation indeed.


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[TacoMann]

@SephirothSage


"BROTHER CURTIS SHALL FLAY YOUR FRIENDS, BUT FIRST, MY STAND IS GOING TO PAINT THIS ALLEYWAY WITH YOUR ENTRAILS."


The man snarls, his stand breaking its flex, and slamming its fists together between yourself, and the stand, a sound like the clap of thunder rolling throughout the alleyway, loud enough for the rest of the party to hear. A visible shockwave can be seen extending from around it's hands, before retreating, turning into a light blue glow. A thin line that darts towards you.


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Before you can react, the line darts past you, hitting the far wall. The expression on the man's face suggests this was not the intended effect, but nonetheless, the alleyway caves in behind you, not blocking your retreat, with your obscene strength, but blocking your allies reinforcement.


". . ."


@Orikanyo


Joel carries on, heading to investigate the final alleyway.


The little imp gives another giggle. A brooding voice, that sounds almost like it's trying too hard to be described as brooding, echoes from the creature. Not at all matching the appearance. "Such Horrible Things...Gunslinger."


A light shines from the imp, as it gives another chuckle, raising its arms out. A suit of armor seems to form around it, growing and extending, creating a swirling green and black pastiche of your own silhouette. Two constructs, like blocky, low-resolution pistols, forming in each hand, held in a way that would be impossibly uncomfortable to actually hold both, let alone fire them. It strikes an elaborate pose, a goofy, two-dimensional, white grin spreading across its blank face, as the top of it's head warps into an oversized cowboy hat that would obscure the eyes, had it eyes to shade.

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[Kalin Scarlet]

Simon glanced between the alleys, wondering who he should follow. He eventually turned towards the one the G-man had investigated, finding him standing off against some strange armored creature.


"What the heck is that thing?"





@Orikanyo @TacoMann

 

[Orikanyo]

@Kalin Scarlet @TacoMann


"Our enemy... and it seems we have a stand off." Rosie cracked his neck and looked at the creature before him... A stand no doubt.. to strange to be anything else... A pity it wasn't a normal man, he's been feeling the need to do his own shooting... But, that isn't how things were played, he must stand by his family's words.


"At times out numbered, but never out gunned, that is the Gunnery way." he stated as he pulled N.R out to have this stand off the right way.


"You ready rockstar? At the count of three, we start." Rosie flexed his fingers as November rain copied his actions, the fingers wringing against the handles of their revolvers. "Say it with me."


"One."

 

[SephirothSage]

There's a moment of Stein staring- his blonde hair confined in his helmet. He dearly wants to rip it off, to let his hair free- to bare his fangs... but instead he let's it remain; reminded of the fullhelms he wore in his mortal youth. He starts to calmly step forwards- dragging his monstrously huge blade behind himself as he does so- and he speaks, in a velvet soft, composed tone.


"You really are a worthless fool, aren't you..? Too stupid to know when to flee or surrender... too dazed by a pretty face and revenge to know when you're outmatched in every way... Truly... it's wonderful. This arrogant sort of spirit... I was worried I wouldn't get to see it again... but that was foolish of me, I suppose. Every battlefield I stride, there are so many people like you, you know that..? So full of that earnest, human hate... that arrogant spirit that tells them.. that they have a chance in hell against a monster like me. Very well.... don't dissapoint then, yes? Enough toying about!" He booms out- a wild laugh suddenly ripping out from his lips- as his entire demeanour shifts from devilishly at ease and calm, taunting and proud...


Into a savage, wild monster- the sound that rips from his lips iconic and chilling as it is primal to his instincts- echoing through the area.


"WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!"


And then it's a blur- a swing of his blade- and then the steel itself shifting from that position to return for a second sweep; as he aims to lunge straight into the man directly- attacking him instead of his stand, moving to end this rapidly as he lunges in- a wild laugh escaping him as he earnestly hopes for a challenge.... A real fight, from this arrogant man who wants so badly to hurt him...


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[TacoMann]

@SephirothSage


"B-Bastard!"


The man leaps back an inch, his stand crushing its fists together once more and it does so. The shockwave forms, retreats, then bursts out again, launching him away from you, as he tries to dodge.


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Before he can part, the blade rips into him, dealing a good chunk of it's full potential damage. He gasps as red paints the newly formed distance between you and him, while he and his stand spiral through the air a good seventy feet from you. Almost clearing the full of the alleyway. His stand flexes again, a sound like the crack of thunder holding him in the air for a moment, before he calmly drops. Vomiting from the pain, another gush of blood oozing from his shoulder. The boy looks very, VERY pale.


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Nonetheless, a bomb has gone off right next to Stein.


The woman looming overhead giggles, and claps with delight, as she leans overhead, watching the clash. "You're proving very little, Gothic! Very very little!" She laughs again, her legs swaying 50 feet above you.

 

[Kalin Scarlet]

@Kalin Scarlet @TacoMann
"Our enemy... and it seems we have a stand off." Rosie cracked his neck and looked at the creature before him... A stand no doubt.. to strange to be anything else... A pity it wasn't a normal man, he's been feeling the need to do his own shooting... But, that isn't how things were played, he must stand by his family's words.


"At times out numbered, but never out gunned, that is the Gunnery way." he stated as he pulled N.R out to have this stand off the right way.


"You ready rockstar? At the count of three, we start." Rosie flexed his fingers as November rain copied his actions, the fingers wringing against the handles of their revolvers. "Say it with me."


"One."

Simon's head quickly shot towards the gunslinger in surprise. He didn't know the first thing about real combat, and this thing about Stands...Simon had only just learned what the cold being within him was. He didn't even know if he could control it. But if he didn't call it forth, The man at his side could be in danger...


" I don't...I'm not sure about this, mr. Gunnery."





@Orikanyo

 

[Orikanyo]

@Kalin Scarlet


"Ah fuck, three."


Rosie sighed as the kid wouldn't play along.. Could've been cool, but nope, had to start whining. With a quick push he tossed the kid sideways and moved sideways to clear the middle of the alley, or atleast where they were standing. "bang!" Rosie shouted as he fired his finger pistol at the strange being first letting November rain unleash his rounds upon the strange creature, hoping the kid atleast knew how to hide well enough.


"head down kid!"


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[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @Kalin Scarlet


The figure's cartoon grin spreads wider, as it leans back firing its own shots, taking a mirrored stance to Rosie's. The bullets are heavy, exaggerated, and leave visible trails of burning smoke through the air.


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Each bullet the figure fires stops mid-flight, flattening against one of your bullets and dropping to the ground. Two bullets blur past you, barely missing, and a final uncollected shot bounces off a pipe in the middle of the alley, and begins bouncing wildly off the concrete and brick, before finally pegging the "Gunslinger" the imp created in the face. It's grin literally flips upside-down, as it falls back, stiff as a board, folding it's hands as if it where placed in a casket. A red light shines from its chest, as the imp bursts out, giving a giggle as it flies behind the gunslinger figure, which springs back upright, it's grin-re-forming, lopsided, like a cartoony smirk. The "gunslinger"'s figure now bearing a shimmering green outline.