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Rosario and Joestar

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[X]Yes.... but you would like very much not to get stabbed, please.
(this is a yes vote)
 
[X]You're open-minded.... but you would like very much not to get stabbed, please.
 
Votes are still open, but I figured I'd let you all know that once this in-story day is over, we'll be going back to Jotaro's perspective.
 
[X] You're open-minded.... but you would like very much not to get stabbed, please.

Honestly I'm just voting for this because it made me chuckle.
 
So, we don't want to get stabbed, right? Will that at least get a chuckle from the audience?
 
SpiritualSlacker said:
Quick, let's brainstorm names! I'm throwing in [Careless Whisper].

[X]Yes.

Short and blunt, the perfect response according to WWKJD (What Would Kujo Jotaro Do).
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You know What? Imma turn on my stand making brain engine.
So here have a silly stand for Tsukune. I had trouble coming up with its abilities, but the Appearance was easy :3

Stand name: [Careless Whisper]
Stand user: Tsukune Aono

Appearance: At its base, the stand looks like a tall wooden puppet made of black wood. It wears red blouse With black suit jacket on its chest and black and red pinstripe suit pants. The stands wooden hands, feet and part of its midrif/hips are visible. The stand wears a wide purple hat With a large feather in its. It Also wears black sunglasses, it has No eyes underneath the glasses. The stand has No mouth either or ears either. The stand wields a cane with a heart shaped diamond on top. This cane conseals a blade.

Stats:
Destructive power: E
Speed: C
Range: C
Durability: D
Precision: B
Development potential: D

Abilities:
[Guilty feet]
This automatic stand causes hightend attraction to its user for Everyone attached to males. Although this boost is small and barely noticable at first, this had caused many woman to fall for the user. The user is not aware He has this ability.
[Chance I have been given]
This stand has minor reality manipulation, letting the stand butch Fate in its users favor. Be it a lucky break on a date, a chance encounter with beautiful girl or a savior arriving just in time. This ability has its limits however, as luck can only get you So far.

Notes: The stand is mostly automatic, but user can control its body. It is rather fragile but it can wield its cane blade With Precision. The user can't control its Abilities however.
 
Didn't manage to get the update finished over the weekend, and I'm sorry for that. I'll definitely, definitely try to get it tonight or tomorrow night.

Upside is, however, that this is the month of October, so the Halloween Omake Festival is open! If your Halloween-inspired omake is scary/spooky, cute, or funny enough, it gets THREADMARKED!

Have a nice day.
 
Well, I am tired and on phone as of writting this is expect errors

=====*Rosario+Joestar*=====
*~KRRZT*
"Purple guardian to Little flower, I have sighted the target, over. How is your position? Over."
"Loud and clear, Purple Guardian, I have eyes on the target and am in position. Over."
"Nicu~Nicu, loud and clear Little flower. Great flame, What is your position. Over"
"This is getting kind of ridiculus, you know? You two don't have to say loud and clear aswel as over all the time. That and Why are we using code names? It is not like He can Hear us."
"Oh...my....god. We went over this Great flame this is very important for us working together as a team, now Tell me are you in position."
"Yes sir, I am"
"You are what?"
"*sigh* Yes purple guardian I am in position over"
=====J*J*=====
Jotaro felt watched.
He had been allowed to enter the human world for a bit to do Some shopping for the mechanics club and newspaper club. However, for awhile now He had the feeling that people where following him.

Nothing concrete, like moving bushes or hushed whispers...just the feeling He was being watched.
I mean, Who could it be? He hadn't made any enemies and it is not like anyone knew beyond the clubs and...
Oh...
No...
NO
OH SHIT!
Jotaro turned and saw a bush rustle.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

Heedless of the crowd, Jotaro started ina full tilt sprint, running from his pruisers. What He heard solidified his assumptions. A steady gait and excited pitter-patter
Fuck.
Left-right-over the fence-slide under cart-jump over random pond-left.
Jotaro spotted the bus stop at the end of the road. Perfect, they'd not stop him there. Homestretch.

As He strode forth in cofidence his plan was ruined as a man stopped from the shadows.
This was a tall man, dressed in robes with large necklace-earring hybrid.
Jotaro sighed "They roped you into this too, huh Avdol?"
The mans face was filled Pity and barely hidden amusement "Yes Jotaro, I am".

Jotaro turned around to an expected sight. His grand father, a big grin on his face and his mother, jumping up and down a binder.
Give me a break.

=====Monster Mash Omake=====
Gin was busy. I was checking the draft for the Halloween special. Granted, I'd would not be in a week but Yokai acedamy tended to have No classes during Halloween. Because of the events and general believe that te spirit worlds defense weakens around Halloween, this gave monsters the chance to shed their True form (or part of it) and Pawn it of as an awesome costume.

He himself had been looking for a party, but after his perverted tedencies came out not many girls invited him any more.
Did not change the fact He still had the previous years commited to memory.

This relative peace was shattert when Kujo and sweet-sweet Mizore entered. A sweet Kuudere like her wasted on a brute like him. Oh well, atleast his groceries where here. Kujo was reliable for that atleast.

"Hey Jotaro-senpai, how did the ereambt in the human world go? No problems I hope?" Kurumu greeted him. The large boy was silent before stating "My mom and the old man cornered me using semi-military tactics." This caused an akward silence to permate the room before Tsukune broke the silence "...why?".

Kujo sighed and took a chair to sit in "Oké, Some background. My bitchass Mother is a huge child. She loves Halloween parties and any other holiday festivities for that matter. How ever, the old man lives in America and we don't have enough relatives or family friends to make a trip worth it...until now." He sighs before continueing "He has gotten my grandma to Come over for a large Halloween party at my house. They cornered me to 'convince' to invité you guys. Convince meaning guilt tripping before while I am out of school for a bit. I would say no but they already invited Mizores family behind my back" Kujo glared at her while Mizore smirked.

Gin watched as the group started to exitedly talk (except for Kujo and Mizore, I don't think those two are capable of emotion) before Kujo Walked towards me.
"Yo, peeping gin" Gin gritted his teeth "That is not my name, Kujo" Kujo just stared at him before saying "Your invited to." Gin felt his jaw fall open "What! Why?!" Gin did not expect this, any less He expected for Kujo to shove a phone in his hands. "Gramps invited you, told me to call him and give you the phone. Good luck"

Gin nervously held the phone to his ear and said an unceartain hello "Ginei Morioka?" A gruff voice on the other end said, Gin gave an unceartain Yes "This is Joseph Joestar, yes, THE Joseph Joestar" Gin felt his blood turn to ice "Let me start by saying If you Tell anyone Who my grandson is, I wil find you and I will end you. You are a stand user, correct? The user of Bad Moon Rising? Your next line wil be 'Yes sir, how do you know?' With Some stutering" Gin swallowed "Y-yes, ssssssss-si-sir! How'd you-" Gin felt his breath stop for beat "I know Because I am a stand user aswel, my stand Hermit purple allows me to gather information. This allows me to read your mind." Gin found himself sweating now. OHGODOHGODWHYHIMWHYHIMWHYHIM? "You are invited to the party but If you peek on my daughter, I will rip your Dick off, understand" Gin made a noise. It was enough for the MAN at the other end it seemed. "This is not the only reason I called...Gin..."

Gin felt the menacing aura fill his throat...before suddenly shifting. "It is time for me to pass on my pervy arts!" Gin felt his throat catch "WHAT?!" He yelled in suprise, causing the others to look at him in worry.

"Well, young man, I was quite the perv back in my day. I gave it up but it is the task for the old to pass on their arts to the younger generation. I even wrote a journal If any of my childeren or grand childeren could take on the torch. I hoped they didn't but had to be ready." The most dangerous human ever says, sounding Every...normal. "You seem like the perfect degenerate, I have quite Some stories to Tell. Later!" He hang up.

Gin was stunned for a moment, before giving the phone back to Kujo. He left the room before questions cold be asked. A peverted smile made its way on his mouth. He was going to learn how to be a good peeper my JOSEPH JOESTAR! The man must have a hundred ways to peep without being caught! He even invited him to a party With babes Like Moka!
Smoking grantly, gin went to his room to ask permission from his parents.
=====J•O•J•O=====
Tsukune made his way to senpai's house, ready for the party. He had to be honesy with himself, he did not know what to expect. Senpai kind of sprung it on him and he just kinda...said yes. Jotaro said that they were allowed to invite other people and their parents (although he did seem to like that idea, grumbeling about 'dumb bitch childisch ideas'). This is what lead him, Moka, Yukari, Kurumu and her mother to go to the party. When asked about the dress code senpai had complained some more before telling them that they be partly undisguised but still had to appear human. His grandpa had also forced Jotaro to tell them that if they were not confortable dressing as other monsters they should dress as humans they find scary, as that was kind of the point. They were in the human world and his mother wanted to have the party outside (she had appearntly rented some outdoor heaters for this...) meaning that they could not be that obvious about their monsterness. Well, that was mainly for the others...but still. Tsukune felt kind of guilty of not extending the invitation to his family but...it probally would have ended badly.

To keep his mind of the guilt, he started to look at everyones costumes. Kurumu was dressed as a princess, her mother was wearing a...provocative...nun costume, Yukari was wearing her sailor moon cosplay (not that he would know anything about that show), Tsukune was dressed as a clasical vampire (with Moka's premision, ofcourse) and Moka was dressed as the scarriest man she knew.
Joseph Joestar, which Jotaro put her too. She was currently wearing a simple suit, fedora, a fake beard and she had painted her hand to look robotic. As they closed in on the house he saw...a crowd. This was the right house...right?

After checking Tsukune confrimed that yes, this was senpai's house.
...It was actually kind of nice, especialy with all the decoration put up for Halloween. Ms.Kujo really pulled out all the stops. As they closed in a woman in a cat costume approached them. "Ah, you must be jotaro's friends! I am holy Kujo, pleasure to meet ya!" Tsukune felt that his mouth fell open, this woman seemed so...nice. She seemed to have noticed Moka and started to circle around her (to the formers discomfort) until Holy spoke "Daddy, what are you doing here? I thought you were getting more supplies for the party with that Gin-boy." Moka blinked before saying in her gruffest voice "Sorry dear, I had to escort these youngsters here." before the both of them broke into giggels.
...this was the woman that gave birth to Kujo Jotaro? This was the daughter of Joseph Joestar? This was...unexpected.

Kurumu's mother and Ms.Kujo started to babble with each other as they neared the building, before Tsukune got curious "Exuse me, ms.Kujo, but I thought Jotaro said this would be a small party, why has it grown so big." This caused Ms.Kujo to smile "Please call me Holy, you are a friend of Jotaro afteral. Well, it seems that your friends gave the entire invitation, including the 'invite a friend' part." Ms.Ku-Holy smiled "All according to plan" she giggled and in that moment, he could see the family resemblences.
They wove through the party with miss Kujo before they reached the building, to which miss Holy let them enter. While the outside was filled with Yokai acedamy students (and teachers) the house was calm, only holding Jotaro senpai, Mizore, two people he assumed where Mizores parents, an older woman and a large man he did not know (who could not have been JoJo's dad, as he appearntly has a Halloween concert). The older woman was wearing a typical witches outfit, greating our group, quickly pulling Kurumu's mother and miss Holy into a conversation with the large man (who I later learned was named Advol) who was dressed as a phoenix and Mizore's parents, who were dressed as a snow-man (mizores mother) and a snow woman (mizores dad). Jotaro was wearing a big, white fluffy coat of his own, his chest exposed (wow...he had abs for days, man) wearing solid black cuffs and a fluffy white hat. Mizore was wearing a black gakuran with a chain, a hat that seemed to merge with her hair and WAIT A MINUTE.

Mizore chuckeld as Jotaro said "Appearntly she thinks this is funny." With that curt greating the party got started and Tsukune could not lie, he enjoyed himself greatly.

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(Little note, I was originally planning to make Jospeh show up dressed as Whamuu and doing a joke routine with Moka but I don't know how to put it to words.)
 
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Update 127 - Ordinary Life, part final
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    • If Witches count, then yes. Yes, you do believe in 'magic'. On the one hand, even if you're just in your first year of high school, you don't necessarily want to admit that in front of a crowded theater. Much less a crowded theater with your cousin in it.

    "Well, I guess I'm open-minded about it," you eventually say in not-totally-feigned embarrassment. "Although honestly," you stage-mutter while eyeing those very sharp swords in the crate, "I would like very much not to get stabbed, please."

    The woman laughs in amusement, before she outright beams at you. "You're an honest one, aren't you? I like that!"

    The audience get some claps and cheers out of your totally-sincere comment as well; 'all part of the show', you guess.

    You pointedly glance at the absurdly sharp-looking swords, and then at the box with the slits in it. "....you really, really want me to step in there, don't you?"

    The magician's response is to pout at you and clasp her hands together. "Please? Pretty please?"

    ......if you could say 'no' to a face like that, you feel like at least half of your girl problems wouldn't be problems. With a sigh of defeat, you step into the box - which looks increasingly like a repurposed casket, on further inspection - and let them close the door on you.

    You are now isolated, and your only clue as to what's going on outside the casket - oh, crap, now that you're stuck inside you're actively thinking of it that way - is by what you can hear.

    And just when you think this can't get any worse, you hear a sound you didn't even know you were dreading: a series of clicks, as the door is locked shut. If you ever you had a chance of escape from this situation, you've sure lost it now! Your only hope is that the magician running this trick is the benign showman she presents herself as, and not secretly some kind of closet psychopath.

    "Now," you hear her say to audience, "I'm going to take these swords here and stab them into our lovely friend in the box!"

    Unable to do much else in the cramped cask- BOX, you sigh. That's pretty much exactly where you figured this was going.

    As if punctuating her statement and your inner thoughts at the same time, you hear the distinct noise of wood being cut. "This meter-thick log was cut in half with but a single swing, and I can assure you that the other twelve swords are just as sharp!"

    Wait, she's going to stab you with THIRTEEN swords?! In the Western culture she appears to hail from, that's as ill of an omen as the number 4 is in Japan, right?! What kind of twisted joke is this?!

    While you're busy freaking out, you can hear a chorus of impressed "oooh"s and "ahhh"s from the audience.

    With no further warning, a sword abruptly starts coming through one of the slits in the box, and you don't completely have enough room to get out of the way! The sharp silver grazes your arm and...!

    .....passes through completely harmlessly? Sure enough, that sword is sticking out of your arm, and your jacket sleeve isn't even scratched a little. Not only that, but you're still able to move your arm, and it passes right through the blade without issue, pain, or injury. In fact, you don't even feel any kind of sensation to indicate that something unusual is taking place.

    Bizarre, is the only word you can readily think of to describe it.

    A split-second later, you feel someone's hand in your jacket pocket, and yelp in alarm. A moment later, the hand disappears, and patting your jacket you can tell that something's in your pocket that wasn't there before.

    "I know it may sound like he's having a rough time of it," you hear the magician say from outside, "but rest assured that before the night's over, he'll be back with us all, right as rain!"

    Another sword slides into another slit, and you hear the magician's voice whispering in your ear: "That one was pretty good. Care to give me a few more, for the sake of the show? Pretty please?"

    ....even if it turned out not to be today, you're sure that sooner or later this kind of behavior is going to get you killed. At the same time, though, you're starting to understand what's going on. As you think back to Witch Hill - specifically the moment when you jumped on Ruby to stop her from hurting herself and, in doing so, cut yourself on Mr. Joestar's Hermit Purple, most of your fear leaves you.

    "You're doing this with a Stand, right?"

    Playing along with the show, you let out another sound of shock and fear with the next sword, even as you can feel a rush of air next to your head. From what you remember about Mr. Joestar's explanations on the subject, you're getting the impression that the Stand is humanoid in nature; probably, it gasped in shock on behalf of the user, who must retain a façade of perfect control for the audience.

    "Mm, you're even cuter now than I initially thought, aren't you?"

    ....you never expected you'd be wishing to be surrounded by Moka and Kurumu, and even Yukari, but here you are. Because you'd really like to have someone to put between you and this lady.

    You hear a laugh in response to your tensing up, though it seems more teasing than mean-spirited. "Just relax, and enjoy the show~"

    The process continues, as you're metaphorically stabbed by an older woman who is much, much too playful for you to be fully comfortable in this situation, until the last sword passes right through your head.

    "And now that I've gone and skewered our cute friend to bits and pieces..."

    You can hear a lot of swishing and swooshing noises, as if a giant tarp or curtain was just thrown over the box you're in.

    "With a wave of my hand and the magic word, I will present him to you all, miraculously unharmed!"

    You don't so much hear as feel the quiet hush of anticipation that falls over the audience, and you have to admit -- even though you're in here, in on the illusion, you have to admit that you're a little excited yourself.

    "ABRACADABRA!"

    The box, the swords, the tarp -- all of it is pulled around you and through you to one side, with you feeling no sensation of it at all. You're bewildered despite yourself, even as you see the audience as one get to their feet with applause you can only call thunderous.

    A quick trip to the bathroom, and you take a look at what she slipped in your pocket. It's.... a damn postcard. On one side is a picture of the woman at a tropical beach somewhere, in a well-fitting swimsuit. She's giving the camera - and you, by proxy - a flirtatious wink and blowing a kiss.

    On the reverse side, is a lipstick imprint of a kiss, with her name - Natalie Lee - and a phone number, with an ominous message:

    Make sure and call me when you're a few years older, mmkay? <3

    What are you, some kind of catnip for women with superpowers?!

    ....no one can know of this. Ever. You're taking this secret to the grave, and then when you're dead? You're not going to tell any of the other dead people about it, either.

    Still, the girls are waiting on you before you can all leave, so you may as well get going.

    Making your way back into the lobby, you see Ms. Kurono waiting in a car outside to pick up Kurumu. Kyouko's out there talking with her about something, and Kurumu was waiting for you by the door.

    Um, Tsukune? I... had something I wanted to talk to you about. Do you have a minute?

    "Sure thing, Kurumu. You know I'm always willing to listen to my friends."

    Kurumu fidgets, and has trouble meeting your eyes.

    Actually, that's... kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.

    Visibly needing a moment to gather herself, Kurumu turns the page in her notebook. Apparently she's already figured out what she wants to tell you, and just needed to find the courage to say it.

    I want... for us to be more than friends. I know it's a big thing to ask so suddenly, but... could we give it a try, just to see if it works out?

    Well, if she puts it that way, then it sounds... actually kind of manageable? And, really, it's not that you've ever had anything against the idea of you and Kurumu being.... more than friends, but at the same time...

    "I get what you're saying, Kurumu, but... I don't want to hurt Moka, either."

    And I'm not trying to hurt Moka, either! I want to stay friends with her too!

    Considering the circumstances of your first meeting, it feels a little strange to see Kurumu 'say' that with such an honest expression. ...strange in a good way, of course! Is this what people mean when they talk about irony?

    With that pleading expression of hers, you feel pretty confident that Kurumu's not going to let you leave until you give her an answer...

    Good grief, you can't help but think. You hope Jotaro-senpai's having better luck with his love life than you are with yours...

    _________________

    You're Jotaro Kujo, and you need to come to a decision. Fortunately, Holly's condition is improving, and Tsurara believes she ought to be fully recovered by tomorrow.

    Counting today, you think as you rise from your futon, there are three days left before school starts again.

    You need to come to a decision.

    []You came here to relax, and you intend to keep doing so.
    []That wendigo is a threat, and you can't rest at ease until he's dealt with. Get with Hiyasu and figure out a game plan.
     
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    • [X]That wendigo is a threat, and you can't rest at ease until he's dealt with. Get with Hiyasu and figure out a game plan.

    Beating up Enemy Stand Users IS relaxing, isn't it?
     
    [X]That wendigo is a threat, and you can't rest at ease until he's dealt with. Get with Hiyasu and figure out a game plan.

    As the Chivalrous Punk that we are, we cannot allow such a threat to our girlfriends friends and family stay free, so it's time to teach them a「lesson」in proper behavior. Joestar Style.
     
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    [X]That wendigo is a threat, and you can't rest at ease until he's dealt with. Get with Hiyasu and figure out a game plan.
     
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