JoJo's Bizarre Roleplay: Shades of Heaven

[Thief of Words]

Maiden nodded her appreciation of his plans and let out a breath it felt like she'd held the last 10000 years. "Then I will eagerly look forward to it. Though...I may have to train my combat capabilities further. I've spent so long focused upon simply surviving in the face of those four, that I haven't given a great deal of focused effort in the, "combat skills" department."

 

[TacoMann]

"Well, there's no real way to train to deal with a Stand anyways. You simply have to think. How would you handle someone who can manipulate the terrain you usually fight on? How would you fight me, if I where to hide in the shadows, and do my best to stay beyond reach? Questions like that, and thinking on them, is the closest we get to training. Thinking about fighting each-other, in case someone with similar powers is fought. Regardless. I suggest you spend the rest of the night resting. Preferably in proximity to the woman you saved. While your powers, and method of dispatching the aggressor where quite brutal, it appears you are the one she would trust most. hai" He gives a sigh as well, and slouches forward. "Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to bring my magic rock in a metal sheet down back to it's case. Then sleep. Because I am mortal. And actually need that. Yare yare...."

 

[SephirothSage]

Stein sighs- leaving the room with the armor and chuckling gently.


"Just a moment then." He states calmly- before heading offscreen to change into the riot gear- before walking in with everything down, vaugely resembling the unholy offspring of Robocop and Judge Dredd, in all that Riot Gear.


".....Mrm. I am suprised you had any this size."

 

[TacoMann]

"We have our ways..." Joel says in an oddly teasing tone.


"I was almost hoping we had a mascot."





"Ah well. Lets head for the van...."


"Are we taking the Maiden?"





"She'll either meet with us, or get sent along later."


"Hows she coming along?"





"Boss put Agent 4 in me."


"ah."

 

[Thief of Words]

-Still the Previous Evening-


Skipping through the shadows back to the room occupied by Miss Zappa, Maiden passed much of the evening running through scenarios in her head of how she would combat the others she'd recently met.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage


Rosie rose an eyebrow at the armored vampire but kept his mouth shut in the matters of poking some fun at the man for it, there was no fun to be had in that one.


Regardless it was time to head down to the van, now that he thought of the van.. didn't it have a gapping hole on the ceiling? Wait... they.. they weren't thinking of taking that out of HIS pay check were they? Aw crap, Aw CRAP.


"Hey.. fellahs... what happened last night.. the whole shooting through the ceiling of the van thing.. no hard feelings right? I mean a bastard was up top of it, yea can't blame me for keeping myself and the ladies safe yea? Well... The Zappa chick at least, the other woman, maiden, looks like she could headbutt a flat bed truck going a 100 k and stop it dead... Not to say you don't there Ser Stein, granted you could probably take two of em."


"But... yea... that shit ain't on me is it?" he asked looking at the two men with a mixture of worry and fear for his wallet.

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @SephirothSage


"Hrm? Yeah. No hard feelings."


"I once shattered a van. Sometimes evil spirits possess the vans. The vans are mass-produced. Things like the coolers can be switched van-to-van in Sunset Garage."





"Danny. They're not cleared that far."


"Right. Right."





The two men step out of the room, moving towards the elevator, Danny pushing the down button, followed by a high-pitched 'PING'.


@Thief of Words


Zappa sleeps quietly through the night, but her body stirs often as she sleeps. As the dawn breaks, a piece of paper slides beneath the door of the room, catching the breeze. Flowing to land beside the bed. Written on it, in familiar font:

INSTRUCTIONS:

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Daniel Elfman, Joel Zimmerman, and the two others collected during last night's assignment will be leaving the premises.




You may meet them in the lobby, and leave with them, keeping in their shadows when they must cross the sun's light.




Or you may wait in the building, and be transferred to them by Hirasawa's Stand when they have arrived at a safe spot.




When you are done reading and have made your choice, please slide this sheet back under the door.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage


"Ah cool cool...Good to see theres no hard feelin's, I'll try and not.. wait evil spirits?" he questioned but didn't expect an answer. Entering the elevator he examined the two men, no less geared up then usual, not like he wasn't geared to the teeth himself...


"Ah yeah forgot, Ya'll need my contact number or something? In case you need to talk to me when I'm not around, can't always expect to be together during a mission right? Even with walkie talkies always good to have a persons phone number right?" he asked them as he flicked out his phone, swiftly unlocking it as he gazed at the slightly embarrassing background picture he saved awhile back ("it's not porn it's art!"), he quickly brought up the contacts to hide his shame.


"Danny? Joel? Ser Stein...?" he trailed the last name as his brain caught on to his words.. why was he asking that man?

 

[SephirothSage]

Stein nods calmly, as he flips out of his pocket a smooth, slim device. It's a decently sized device- and he taps a few numbers into it; then slides a few buttons.


"Yes, I was around for their invention, remember? I woke up in the second World War, and I'm no idiot, you know." He chides- noticing the mans confusion and hesitation after having asked for a number. "Anyway.. Yes. Tell me your number, and I'll text you mine to test it." he suggests calmly.

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @SephirothSage


Danny pulls out his own phone, smiling. "I'll use your number as a test contact to get Stein's, G-Man..." He grins as the elevator slides down. Joel slowly backs away from the trio, eyeing your phones with distrust.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage


"Huh, suprises everyday." he nodded to Stein as he started to list off his number, performing the swap between them. While it seemed abit strange it was a reliable method of communication, as long as people were in service that is.


Rosie's eye glanced to Joel as his reaction to the whole thing, seems we have a technophobe... or atleast in a way.


Figuring he shouldn't bring it up he finished off the contact, the names for which being "Count steelskin" and "a pretty fly guy" respectfully, he gave a nod to the men as he once again was visited by the awkward tones of elevator music.

 

[Thief of Words]

Finishing reading the directions, Maiden slipped the sheet under the door, then slipped into shadow and slid herself beneath the door as well, gliding off to wait for the others to gather in preparation for their assignment. She debated to herself which of the two would be most unnerved by noticing their shadow behaving strangely, then settled for the gunner's. He was, after all, only human, and thus the most likely to require assistance. As the others made small talk over odd devices, she slipped into Gunnery's shadow and rode the elevator down with them.

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Thief of Words


As the elevator reaches the ground floor, Danny and Joel stride out, crossing the lobby, not quite as crowded as it was at night, but still rather crowded for a morning office. They carry on casually through the office space, out the front door, and down the long steps, towards a pink tent that sits where the van previously sat parked. As the party approaches, the tent folds itself over onto another, adjacent van, revealing Joel and Danny's van to be entirely intact. Shiny and new, but still with the same plates, and a good share of the same detailing unique to the van. And the recent addition of a hatch in the roof, that seems to have no external opening method. Joel notes this new feature. "...Cute."


He sidles into the back, revealing the same UV-Amplifier Array, and generator to be inside the vehicle. As well as the same cooler, freshly restocked to the brim with several icy colas. Danny, meanwhile, flings himself over the van with Weird Science, swinging around into the Driver's seat with his rubbery stand holding him. He smiles out at the group. "Who's got shotgun!?"

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage @Thief of Words


"...dibs."


With the word escaping Rosie's mouth, with a finger rose up to signify his claim to the front seat, and more importantly not being stuck with two men whom, with no offense meant, we're about as friendly and exciting as a grumpy honey badger.


Slipping inside the van he looked around the front of the van, taking all he could in a usual, his eyes never stayed in one place long, and his mind never forgot what they gave it, for better or worse...


However, he figured he'd start the trip off with so so of talk.


"Man, your stand certainly let's you get around huh? Good ol' N.R has ple of guns, and firearms, but he does do the stretching thing you got. Does help with cooking though, real damn quick."

 

[TacoMann]

"Yeah, Weird Science is abit wonky, eh?" He grins, setting the car into gear as Joel helps the heavily armored German into the back of the van. The doors slam shut, prompting the back of the van to go (Mostly) dark, as Danny mashes the pedal, sending the van suddenly lurching off, before it stables out while he approaches occupied streets. "Hey, Joel, would it be stupid to ask for an autograph....?"





"...From our key witness? Yes."


Danny gives a pout as he looks forward towards traffic. Joel calmly reaches into the cooler, and pulls out three bottles of cola, rolling them up to the front seats, as Weird Science hands one off to Rosie, puts one in a cupholder on the dash, and slides one into the shadow under Rosie's chair. Joel takes out two more, and offers one to Rammes. "Might have to take the visor off for it, but I figure you could use a drink before we get there. I'll wait until you're all sealed up to open the door."

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Thief of Words


The drive goes smoothly, as you pass through the early afternoon rush on a trip to Brooklyn. Joel and Danny both bantering back and for with eachother, and whoever joins in on subject. Eventually, the destination is reached. Pulling up on a police line, Joel opens the door of the van after quickly making sure Stein's suit is sealed. Danny hops out with something resembling grace. A rather gory scene sits forward. The body has been taken in to the city morgue, but the blood caked onto the sidewalk and the chained fence of the trailer-lot remains. Mostly dried on by now, it sits spattered, a clear outline of a humanoid figure amidst what was once a pool. Danny quickly takes to fast talking various detectives and authorities in a show of big words and badge-waving, while Joel takes to quickly scouring the scene, before standing and heading for the only trailer with a light on at the moment.


@Kalin Scarlet


As you look out at the scene, a detective takes to the approach of your residence. Before he can make it halfway up the path. A white van, bearing the logo of the Speedwagon Foundation, pulls to a halt beside the scene. From it, a party of odd characters promptly exits, one occupying the detective with a dispute of authority, the most plain of the group, however, takes to approaching you in the detective's place.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann @SephirothSage @Thief of Words @Kalin Scarlet


Slipping out of the van, second can of cola in his hands he started to take mental photographs of the scene, the... liberal blood splattering, the surprisingly clean body shaped area in the middle of the way.


"Huh... wonder where the guy was murdered, could never tell... Police didn't even have to use chalk to point it out." he chuckled at his small quip as an eye looked towards Joel who was heading to the trailer. "You mind giving our buddy Joel a hand? God knows what the inside of that trailer will be like. I'm gona sniff about, see if I can't blood hound a trail for us... pun intended." he smirked as he spoke to Sir Stein before he set about absent mindedly searching the area, can in hand.

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Damn fine police work.


Finishing his can he crushed it with his hands and tossed it in the nearby trash can... then fished it out to find a recycling bin... Working for a place with a boss that loves Marine life, can't be to careful.

 

[Kalin Scarlet]

Simon backs away in a rush from the door, pushing it shut as he slipped on a shirt in the middle of the room. Just as he was about to fall on the floor, he felt himself stop moving, as a pair of ethereal hands wrapped themselves around his waist. Looking up, he saw the see her staring back down at him.He never felt any emotion from the spirit at his back, but he knew that it always there. She'd been with him for years, watching him, protecting him...and she was trying to do the same now, Simon realized. From himself, and his fear.


Standing to his feet, the young musician turns towards the door where the police, and those other more suspicious men were sure to be knocking any moment. With a deep breath, Simon flipped his hair, the separate locks all faling flawlessly into place as an air of calm washes over him and he walks to the door confidently, opening it before the man at his doorstep could even raise a hand to knock.


"Good morning, officer. Is there something I can help you with?"





@Orikanyo


@TacoMann


@SephirothSage


@Thief of Words

 

[TacoMann]

@Kalin Scarlet


The man in the tan uniform gives a chuckle. "Well, officer's a stretch. My name's Joel Zimmerman, I'm a private detective for the Speedwagon Foundation. I'd just like to know the events of last night as you recall them. If you saw or heard anything bizarre, or pertaining to the...scuffle, out front. Don't worry, I won't force anything out of you." He does his best to give a brief, reassuring smile. He adjusts the rifle on his shoulder, and pulls out a notepad and pen. "Is it alright if I come in and we both sit down?" He gives a nod. He doesn't seem to notice your stand.


@Orikanyo


You notice something quickly, footsteps traced in the blood, and two "bars" Missing in the spatter. It's quite easy to place where the perpetrator was standing, and it would seem to have been only a single impact, crushing the man's skull in instantly. The trail of footprints leads to the middle of the road, then cuts off. A rational man would suspect the murderer to have gotten in a vehicle. But thin lines of continued spatter suggest otherwise. It's hard to note, but red stains can be seen on the uppermost ledge of the building across from the trailer lot. Murderer can either fly, or jump good.


@Orikanyo @Thief of Words @SephirothSage


Danny manages to shove off the detectives and LAPD personelle, handing over a signed document waiving all rights to the case. He gives a smug grin and a wave as they part, and turns back to the party. "Alright, so, not much gathered beyond suspicion the suspected fled the scene in a vehicle adjacent to the murder scene, may have hotwired it. They think with the sheer brutality of the single inflicted strike, that suspect is large, muscular, most likely male, and knew the victim. Find anything G-Man?"

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann


"Found something, but something tells me that ain't no big fellah, if we're huntin' what we found last night, we're dealing with one hell of a tiny package mixed with A LOT of strength. Or atleast, whoever it is isn't a bloody tower of muscle like our shining knight. The size of the feet don't match, plus if what their saying is true and it's one big ass suspect, he wouldn't have been able to pull off that jump so easily..." Rosie pointed towards the stain on the building, trying to explain his reasoning.


"Whoever it is, if they could fly, there would be no need to cause that landing splatter up there, this one has some mean leg strength... If the rock star kid has seen anything, I could maybe tie something to it, description, features, hell even a gender could help out..." he sighed as he took off his hat to scratch his head in thought.


"What could somebody say to make someone do this I wonder... Or maybe... it's a message? A show of force? Well they certainly succeeded in showing it... And they are NOT scared of being subtle, no effort to hide the body..." Rosie continued to toil and connect things within his mind, if one could se within his head, it would seem like a impossibly huge board fille with lines connecting pictures together with string, symbolizing their relevance to on another.


"Man... just what are we up against... Hopefully we can get the drop on it, from the looks of it one wrong step could get us wrecked."

 

[SephirothSage]

Meanwhile, a figure looms behind the other investigators- a man in Riot Gear, looming at over six feet tall. He coughs a few times, as he lurks behind the others, sticking to the shadows as best a man of his bulk can- everything about him hidden from view by the riot gear.


He looms behind Joel for a moment- then speaks in a soft, refined and polite tone; like an ancient nobleman.


"...Ah. I don't suppose I could join you inside as well, if you don't mind..? This outfit is rather unseasonably hot, in this sunlight- being inside might be nice."

 

[TacoMann]

@Orikanyo @Thief of Words


"Huh. Well then. Anyone know a way up, or am I calling in for a ladder? Your stand's a bird, right? Can it fly? Bah. Mines a bungee chord, doesn't mean I can launch up there from here." He looks over at the corpse, then up to the landing spatter. He leans close to the ground, stretching his legs into an exaggerated lunge as he leans over the trail of blood. "Might not even be a message. Might've been a crime of passion. Lets see if the witness turns up anything before we set a reason for sure..." He points back to the trailer, that Stein would find to be much colder than the outside.

 

[Orikanyo]

@TacoMann


At the moment of his suggestion Rosie's brain came up with three equally silly ways of him being able to fly or at least get up there.


1) by holding his stand's arms outright and flapping them REALLY fast...maybe he would be able to generate lift?


2) Flight achieved through the power of repeatedly shooting towards the ground to use the recoil to boost you upwards.


3) Use his stand's strength to crawl up the building like a strange bird headed cockroach.


"...I have a few ideas..." he spoke as the mental images flew through his brain... Either way, it wouldn't be a pretty sight. And one involves a great deal of destruction to property. the first maybe possible... no... no... all it would do is make him look like an idiot.


"Could try climbing it, while N.R is more bout shootin', hes got some strength in those guns still. thats the safest plan I have. yea don't wana know number 2."

 

[Kalin Scarlet]

Simon looked over the pair in a bout of calm analysis, before grinning, and walking back into the trailer. "Yes, of course. Please, come in and excuse the mess. I just can't seem to bring myself to clean up on my days off."





Simon dragged the only chair he had from the kitchen and planted it in front of the couch crossing his legs as he sat , and motioned for the investigators to do the same. As he moved, drafts of cold air followed, as his stand remained only a step behind him at any time. As he sat down, she levitated behind him, prepared to react in an instant...





@TacoMann @SephirothSage @Orikanyo

 

[TacoMann]

@Kalin Scarlet @SephirothSage


"No problem with a mess. No problem at all. The real mess is out front.... Alright, so, first off, before I begin, afew general questions. First: Are you aware of the phenomena known as "Stands"? If so, do you posses, or are you capable of perceiving them. Second: Are you familiar with stone masks bearing this depiction. Just give a nice simple answer, then relay the events of last night as you remember them." Joel gives a polite nod as he sits down, and pulls out a piece of paper, bearing a sketch matching the rough appearance of the mask Franzesca had with her. He sets the paper down on the table, then jots down some notes. He hands a piece of paper, and a pencil, to Stein.

Does the kid have a stand?

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It reads.


@Orikanyo @Thief of Words


"Well. If you fall, I'll catch ya!" He grins, as a car pulls to a halt behind the Speedwagon Van. The van IS parked in the middle of the road. The driver, a rather portly man, looks out the window of his car, at the scene before him, Danny walks over to talk, and run interference.