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JoJo's Bizarre Roleplay: Shades of Heaven

@TacoMann


Rosie stood silent for a moment, waiting for a sign she would be back... Then let out a large sigh... "...damn... guess we found our Femme fatale N.R. A stand user to... should be fun." he smirked as the woman has all but left the area.


"Green eyes.. blonde...tanned...stand user...knife wielder...certainly has that punk style... Yea, we'll see how this ends up. Best case scenario, we never see one another again." he twirled his pistols, moving towards the side of the building to get an over lay of the situation, putting away one of his guns and plucking out his phone to call Danny.


"All finished up here, a little birdy told me buddy boy ain't alone, and hes linked to our mask carrying rage queen, I'll explain fully later but if we fight here, prepare yourselves, I'll be up here providing back up." he kept himself calm and ready for anything, watching the movements down below. "This guy ain't just a ass hole."
 
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As the man tugs him forwards, Stein sighs. Puke- how revolting. He winds back his free fist- and speaks calmly, as he plants his feet to resist being tugged closer; his smirk very near audible.


"Fine. I won't hit you in the gut, again- it was quite revolting." He teases playfully- before that same fist snaps into a brutal uppercut, even as he registers what he was just told; and he aims for his foes jawline from below, grunting as he swings his fist hard and fast- speaking on as he does.


"Unhand me, knave."


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@SephirothSage


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The man is launched, flying backwards a good ten feet and landing square on his backside, before he scrambles upright, giving a snarling, sputtering series of coughs as he does so. His grip grows tighter, and your armor, again, heavier, as he stands. His grip somehow still present on your arm as he gives a grin and a chuckle, reaching into his coat for another cigar, and a lighter. He gives a staggered cough as he lights it, and takes a long drag before responding. "Oh man... I shouldn'a'started with you...But I suppose it'll make the others eazeyuh..." He gives another hack.


Looking down at your arm reveals the source of his grip, a long, spindly, metallic appendage, like a ventillation tube, ending in a shining purple clamp, latched onto your arm. The tube leads up to a comically tall, slender, serpentine figure. Black skin just barely visible beneath the stand's green carapace, as its insectoid visage chitters.


"Once Buried Alive is through with ya! I'll be unstappable. Brotha' Curtis'll be oh-so thankful I took on such a big bad goon'a the Speedwagon Foundation! AN EVEN MORE THANKFUL AFTER I KILL'IZ'FRIENZ YA BASTA-AhAUGH-" The man breaks down into a coughing fit, before he stands, taking another drag of his cigar, and holding it out as his stand floats behind him, its arm stretching to keep that painful grip. A cut, split open on his cheek from your punch, rapidly folds shut, as he curls a cruel grin.
 
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@TacoMann


"Danny the hell is going on?" Rosie asked seeing their knight in rubbery armor wailing on the man. "is the mission fubar?" Rosie asked as he watched the scene unfold. "So much for an easy job..." the man sighed heavily as the whole deal started to go south faster then teenage girls fall in love.


"Give me a sign or something to get shootin', damn fools going knightly."
 
A stoic frown, as he realizes just what is going on. He grunts- feeling his strength flee- then speaks stoicly.


"I see.. so- a coward who steals that which he lacks- true strength! PATHETIC, INSIGNIFICANT, WORM! YOU ARE THE LOWEST KIND OF MONSTER! FILTH, FALL!" He booms out- as he chops for the visible metallic tendril, moving to break it's grasp on his body by attacking the metal. He knows little of stands- but he can see it, so he'll attack it.


He's at every disadvantage, as he is- drained, in the sun, and prevented from going all out anyway. But he'll be damned if he loses like this!


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@SephirothSage


The tendril clicks, and curves, retreating back to its serpentine host. The Stand vanishes into his body, as he reaches towards his truck. "Lemme see-" He kneels slightly, bringing his hands under the truck before he hoists it over his head. "HOW MUCH I'VE GOT FROM YA Y'BAST'ED!!" He grins broadly, as he hurls 28'000 lbs of metal at you, laboring a bit to hurl it.


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[Roll for Fortitude to Tank, Dodge to...Dodge, or another method of defense if you can think it.]
 
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Stein snorts in bemusement. He raises his fists to brace himself- then as he see's his foe moving to grapple the truck.. he laughs boisterously. He snarls at the mans words, a broad and feral grin spreading on his face behind the helmet. He plants his feet into the ground- and booms out aloud, even as his limbs feel weaker already- his body diminished by the enemy stand's attack...


"Thou Might steal the might of my flesh- but not the courage in my breast or the pounding in---"





He cries the words- as he reaches out to grasp the truck as it's launched at him- opening his palms to catch it... then leaps forwards to use it as a weapon- dunking it straight back into the fat bastard with a vicous glee and a mad laughter- leaping through the air to slam dunk a truck into the fat fuck.


Sadly he's cut off, as he fails to actually lift it- overestimating his usual strength, and taking the blow fully rather than in lessened state, grunting.


"Fuck."


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@TacoMann


"Shit, stein." Rosie growled, looking down at the fat man below... he was definitely strong, that tendril... freaky shit... Whats Stein saying about draining his strength? ...Crap... the guy uses that tentacle to steal folks strength huh? Best avoid that whenever possible.


"Danny, get the hell outa there if you can!" Rosie yelled then closed his phone. If this guy withstood Stein's punches, hes gona need some heavy artillery... Time to earn his keep.


Activating his stand he pointed a finger pistol a the gluttonous man below.. a fat man who steals energy... figures as much... Though Rosie still had the high ground thankfully, and hopefully he wont decide to try and lash out at him. Keeping a keen eye for any more bogeys he let N.R line up the shots, then.


"Bang."

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@SephirothSage


He perks up at Rosie's yells. "C'mon Sister. Let's see you where tellin' right about these boys." you hear him grumble.


@SephirothSage @Orikanyo


He grins. The spindly, tendrilly stand erupts from his body, and clamps onto his limbs. All four of the stand's limbs seem to end in the same bright purple clamps. The stand surges, as the bullets fire. "BURIED ALIVE! METAL MODE!!!" he shouts. His skin turns to a dull, rusty iron. Not the clean steel of the usual mode Stein activates, but it's clear he's stolen more than just raw strength and healing factor.


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The bullets still burrow through, denting holes through the steel as he shouts in pain. "GYAH! YA BAST'ED!." His stand lunges out, shearing the side off of your van, warping it into cover against Rosie's view, as blood drools in volume from the entry wounds.


"Oh come on man! Not the van!!!" Danny calls out. He stops, his stand reaching forward. A smile curves on his face. "Hey Stein...What's the compound of your skin, in your mode?"
 
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Meanwhile- Stein strains under the weight of the truck. He grunts- nearly buckling. But then his eyes burn fierce- and he snarls with a hot blooded fury... as he crouches- and leaps to dunk the truck onto the fat bastard over his use of the van as cover- roaring out with fury as he does so.


"FILTHY THIEEF!"





He cries- as he attempts to slam the truck onto the man, then stand atop the truck pinning him- readying himself to do something else.


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@SephirothSage


As the truck lunges onto the man, it lurches, the thin sheet of metal between the truck and the man folding in as the truck lands. It holds taught, as the man does his best to hold the truck. You hear the sound of metal shearing beneath you as you ram the trick truck down, before the truck bends, shearing in half, exposing the upward-glaring grin of the smug bastard through the layers of metal as a clamp runs for your throat.


[strength or Dodge check to save vs grappling!]


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A roar of power- as he answers Danny's question while attempting to slap aside the attack- snarling.


"It is a carbon based alteration to my flesh, not an entirely new coat of metal above it! I AM Metal, not merely wearing armor! HURRAAH!"


He cries out the surprisingly detailed explanation, as he attempts to defeat the attempt to devour more of his strength.


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And defeat it he does- his hand a karate chop, of sorts- that cleaves straight through the clamp attempting to latch onto him, a smooth chop as he perches atop half the broken truck, still roaring as he rends that part of the stand into twain- laughing wildly.


"PATHETIC! PATHETIC! PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETICC


PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETICC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETICC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETICC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETIC PATHETICC!"


The cry rips from his lips, as he drives his body down behind the thrust- rending through the clamp fist first.
 
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@TacoMann @SephirothSage


"Sorry Danny!" he shouted as he started to fire around barrage forwards. Attempting his best to not hit Stein in the process was goi9ng to be tricky, however N.R's homing shots helped in such cases...


"Show the bastard whos the real iron man in town!"


Well, it wasn't the wittiest one liner, but he may as well cheer on the guy somehow.


Right then, back to shooting.


the problems with taking a van's door, is that it had a window, and even if it was bullet proof, N.R wasn't firing bullets.

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@SephirothSage @Orikanyo @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words


Blood sprays from beneath the mound of metal as the man screams out, the metal sheath shearing as he leaps out of the side, the car buckling through it without his support. Erik's left leg is a horribly misshapen, mangled mass, and his flesh bears several gaping wounds that spurt more of that familiar red fluid, as he lunges off the right, landing with a wince, his skin still that uneven, metallic hue. Buried Alive's clamps seal around Danny's head before he can react. "We're jus' gonna WAIT now, until my wound'z've healed, and this'ere big-mouth's too drained to say anotha goddamn WERD. SHOOT ME AGAIN AND THE CLAMPS CRUSH HIS HEAD LIKE A MELON, KID!" His wounds pulse sickeningly as they slowly work their way smaller and smaller. Danny glaring back at his captor, as the third clamp seals around his ankle.


"...Carbon..." He mutters. His own body pulsing sickeningly as he seems to slowly, pseudo-age. His palms spread even around the man's midsection, where his wounds don't touch. Where his flesh is purely metal.
 
@TacoMann


"Ah, the hostage trick, the show of a true coward." he sighed, shrugging as the large stand copied his movements in a multitude of shrugs. "You the kind of man who thinks he's king the moment he steps in the room, full of hubris, vainity and so much god damn shit, you think hurting my buddy there is gona make you go free? You think you'll get away happy and freely? Fucker you think you have the higher ground?"


"I am going to riddle you with so many holes you'll wish you never got that regeneration power, I'll turn you into a limbless stump as you cry for god damn mercy from a god who turned it's back on your years ago. I'll tell you something here fat ass, your god has already come, and he is full of wrath."


(do you want that intimidate check? I just feel like monologueing until Danny does the do, kinda wana see what wierd science can do.)
 
@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words


Joel raises his gun slowly, lining up a shot on the fat man. Danny gives a scowl, as his stand lines up, palm to palm, then suddenly clasps against his side, the man is caught off guard by his hostage acting.


"WEIRD SCIENCE!!!"





An out-right ODD noise, like a mixture of a siren, a dying pigeon, and a guitar riff, all plunged through a synth filter echoes, not from Danny's stand, but from Erik- No, from his skin! The metallic skin of the man ripples and bursts off, he gives a howl of agony, as his raw nerves are exposed to the cool air. Joel approaches rapidly, keeping his gun trained on the man as he falls down, and passes out from the sheer pain.


"Nice work team. Lets get this idiot down to lockup...And get him some skin...eugh."


"Think Sunset Garage could fix that?"





"Probably...but we'll more likely need it for the van....again."


"...So who's gonna drive the van home, me or you?"





"...I'll stay in the field."


"Ah. Alright then!"





Danny and Joel haul the overweight, skinless man into the van, then Danny hops back in the driver's seat. Danny takes off in his sans-a-wall van, back to HQ.

Unconscious from nervous shock.


Restrained, and prepped for incarceration.


Cannot continue.


「リタイア」/「RETIRE」






+3 points (to spend, or to the heritage pool) for @SephirothSage (for combat engagement) and @Orikanyo (For detective work, and talking down a planned threat.)


@SephirothSage


Your armor suddenly feels a good deal lighter.
 
@TacoMann @SephirothSage


"Well... that was... weird..." Rosie stated to himself as he had watched the mans skin.. come off... Though he did however feel good about this encounter, Danny seemed to be okay, and joel was still around, best he figure out whats next before he did anything else, he had gained quite abit of info from the Femme Fatale, best he shared it to joel while he could.


Climbing down the ladder and exiting the alleyway he walked towards the man looking rather casual about the whole ordeal. "Well then, thats a wrap for that one, didn't think he'd be a power theif, thats for certain." he shrugged as a eye went to Stein, who took a beating back there. "You alright there? suit ain't broken is it?" he asked the large man, wanting to be certain he was alright, or atleast as much as he could be.


then a thought popped into Rosie's mind, the interview. "hey joel, the kid know anything? cause I happened upon abit of info myself, and may have dodged a bullet as I did."
 
Stein cracks his shoulders and sighs- closing his eyes behind the suit and chuckling faintly. He looks himself over- then shakes his head as he looks around.


"No, no.. I'm fine. Seems I've regained what he stole, too.."
 
@Orikanyo @SephirothSage @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words


"Have a description of the perp. Matches up with the info you, The Maiden, and Rammes got out of those ghouls last night. Franzesca Sawbones. Has an interest in our newfound friend." He gives Simon a pat on the back, and strides down. "Welp. We may as well get to tracking down whatever alley her clinic is in today, then. Kid, care to come with? There may be a target on your back for refusing her. Speedwagon'll keep you safe."
 
Simon looked up at the detective and considered his options. Either sit here, and wait for Franzesca to come back alone, or go out and face her with these people beside him....


Wasn't much of a choice, huh? .


Standing up, simon addressed the man befire him. "I guess i will join you."





@TacoMann
 
@Kalin Scarlet @SephirothSage @TacoMann


"Welcome to the club, hope you know how to fight, cause there seems to be alot of it to do." Rosie welcomed the rockstar guy, not exactly formal, but his introduction wasn't quite so either way.


"Call me Mr.Gunnery if you want, or as Danny says, G-man. I'm here with November rain, you probably saw the downpour from where you were, so i wont wake him up for yea." he explained for the kid as they hadn't met prior, though he expects the other two introduced themselves already.


"Ah yea Joel, got a few things to tell yea if you got the time, it seems I've met the woman who gave Sawbones the mask in the first place... Didn't give a name, but shes got a stand, blonde hair, tan skin, pretty handy with a knife, blue lipstick if that means anything. Stand looks like it had a blue armor, tough enough to use a knife to slow a fall from the roof but I don't know crap about it otherwise. Also had a cap that said D-R-L-W if that means anything. Our captured suspect apparently talks with Sawbones in the day."


And with that done, Rosie had comepleted his info dump.


"that ring any bells there joel?'
 
@TacoMann @SephirothSage @Orikanyo @Thief of Words


"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Gunnery," Simon said, fiddling with his gloves after he picked up his guitar and strapped it over his back. Simon looks around at the people gathered here, and wonders if he is truly intending to follow them into whatever they're going to do...but with a sigh, he shakes off any thoughts of doubt.


"I'm pretty sure I'll have to tell my manager to hold a few appointments..."
 
@Orikanyo @Kalin Scarlet @Thief of Words @SephirothSage


"Well, just a warning if you're sticking around kid, the guy in the labcoat that just drove off? He's a fan... Regardless, I suppose we'd better clear off..."


Joel strides past the group, scratching at his chin. "This...This is going to be-...GOD that sounds familiar. Tan blonde... knives.... Stand don't mean shit to me, talking about it....but... she sounds like I know her, but I can't quite place it. Might be a perpetrator from one of our previous cases. If they're a survivor of a Speedwagon Hunt, then I may have to call in one of the heavy hitters from Japan..."


He pulls out his pager, looking at it, as it starts to beep. "... Big Boy said he needed to head down an alley, Danny says. Worth checking I'd say." he turns, and crosses into the alleyway the woman descended into only a few minutes ago. "Conspiracies. This should be fun."


...CHAPTER 2: Close
 
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