No, because this is Joseph we're talking here
Sure, he's heroic good, but he's about himself and his family first and then "oh there's other people here too? Eh, may as well save them too while I'm at it"
Conflicting Views (PMMM/JJBA)
- Thread starter TPK
- Start date
Sure, he's heroic good, but he's about himself and his family first and then "oh there's other people here too? Eh, may as well save them too while I'm at it"
Giygas
Cutest Sawk i could find. Lucario is a nice extra.
Wasn't her problem that her stand made her invisible forever?
Considering Kyubey's telepathy I'm not sure invisibility is a guaranty she won't be found anyway.
- Location
- Behind the library dumpster
[X]"Do you know where your Stand User is?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
No it was because she couldn't control it due to being a baby.
Wade Garrett
Just trying to do the right thing
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
I'm telling you guys, it has arms and legs, it's capable of comprehending Joseph when he speaks, charades is the way to go.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
[X]"Do you know where your Stand User is?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
[X]"Do you know where your Stand User is?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
It's japanese, thoughI'm telling you guys, it has arms and legs, it's capable of comprehending Joseph when he speaks, charades is the way to go.
It might not do charades in a way that makes sense for the rest of the world
StackedDeck
Tends to be Silent
[X] Tell it to lead you to its master.
[X]"Do you know where your Stand User is?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
-[X] "Do you know where this place is?"
--[X] "Do you know how to get back out?"
---[X] "Do you know what you are?"
----[X] "Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?"
TPK
Hello, friend.
[]Do you know where your Stand User is?
-[] Do you know where this place is?
--[] Do you know how to get back out?
---[] Do you know what you are?
----[] Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?
This is the winning vote. As a side note, there were a lot of votes, including this one, that weren't in the required format. In the future I may not count votes that aren't formatted properly, because they make it a pain in the ass to figure out which vote actually won.
-[] Do you know where this place is?
--[] Do you know how to get back out?
---[] Do you know what you are?
----[] Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?
This is the winning vote. As a side note, there were a lot of votes, including this one, that weren't in the required format. In the future I may not count votes that aren't formatted properly, because they make it a pain in the ass to figure out which vote actually won.
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TPK
Hello, friend.
[]Do you know where your Stand User is?
-[] Do you know where this place is?
--[] Do you know how to get back out?
---[] Do you know what you are?
----[] Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?
"Do you know where your- of course you do." You have no idea why you started to ask if it knows where its master is. It's a Stand, and with very few exceptions they're basically extensions of their user's subconscious desire. Asking a Stand or its master if they know where the other is is like asking of somebody knows where their hand is.
"( : ? )"
A better question, then. "Do you know where I am?" You ask.
The cookie maid's expression doesn't change.
"( : ? )"
"Do you know how to get out of here?"
"( : D )"
You recoil as the cookie splits open and then crashes back down, recognizing the exaggerated gesture instantly. "Yeah, well that's not happening, dough girl."
"( :'[ )"
But there's something else making you uneasy. Stands . . . aren't normally self-aware in the way that people or intelligent animals are. You've never met one smarter than, for instance, Iggy.
But this one- it's displaying emotions, and not just by rearranging its face. Its posture changes within the limits of the bindings you made out of Hermit Purple, and most Stands just don't do that sort of thing unless they're being directly controlled by their master. But if this cookie maid were being controlled directly, surely its master would have used it to draw on the floor or walls ton communicate with you.
It's a real conundrum, and not one that you like.
"Do you know . . . what you are?" You ask, and sigh when the Stand gives a familiar reply.
"( : ? )"
Not a rampaging, masterless, Stand then. Good. Those things are just the worst.
"Well then," You decide to take a gamble, and retract Hermit Purple. "Take me to somebody who can explain these things."
"( : ? )"
"Somebody important, your master!" You snap, now irritated, and the cookie maid Stand (You really need to find out its name), leaps into action, rushing back down the hall in the direction you'd just come!
"Get back here!" You shout, and give chase!
. . . At least until your lungs remind you that you're in no shape to be running. You stop, heaving for air and bracing one hand on the wall and the other on your cane to keep you from falling over. "Wait. Up." You pant.
When you look up the Stand is there, right in front of you.
"( : | )"
"Bite me. I'm old." You explain with all the good grace you can muster. "Unless you're going to pick me up, I'm not going anywhere for a- hey! WATCH THE HIP!"
The Stand grabs you about the shoulders and sweeps you knees up, cradling you like a baby in arms that are suddenly much longer and stronger than they looked like a moment before, and then it takes off down the hallway at a respectable clip.
You remember another time when you moved so fast, screaming down an Italian road with . . . with . . . it was Switzerland, not Italy, and you were with your grandmother and Ceasar. You still have his ribbon.
The Stand jumps up suddenly, contorting both itself and you to somehow fit through a minute passage hidden in the ceiling, and you come out . . .
It's a large room, and you're set down at the edge of it. A ballroom with a polished wooden floor and one grand chandelier on the ceiling four times as big as the ones in the hallways. A teenaged girl in a red and white dress spins in combat with a ten-foot tall woman wearing a multicolored flowing dress. She's made of brown material, speckled with colorful dots that extend into spikes that the girl cuts off with a flexible spear.
She's not half bad.
The cookie maid Stand rushes forward, and you realize that it's not the actual Stand at all, but it must be a part of this place, because there are more of her lurking around the corners and edges of the room.
Suddenly the giant's arm separates from her body in a flash of steel, and she screams in agony.
This is the signal for the cookie maids to make their move!
The demi-Stands pull kitchen-knives and utensils out of their sleeves and rush forward in a coordinated assault, and they fall like men before a machine gun as soon as they get within range of the redheaded girl's spear, none of them getting closer than three meters before she bisects them or cuts of their heads.
But in the time it takes for her to deal with the minions and for you to gain your feet again, the figure that you recognize as the real Stand begins to blacken like it's- "Oh! I get it!" You snap your fingers. "She's made of cookie dough!"
The girl in red's head swivels to face you, shock written plainly on her face. "What- When did you get here?"
"Watch out for the Stand!" You shout as its back explodes outwards and a pair of rainbow colored wings shoot out of the gap. They're huge!
The girl starts to level her spear again, but your appearance shocked her enough that she's slower now, no longer 'in the zone' as kids these days would put it, and even as her gaze leaves you the Stand practically vaporizes as a reptilian mouth as big as she is bursts out of its face!
[] Use Hermit Purple to foul the Stand's wings!
[] Bind the Stand's mouth shut with Hermit Purple!
[] Try to pull the chandelier down on it with your Stand!
[] Pull the girl away from the Stand with Hermit Purple!
[] Write in
-[] Do you know where this place is?
--[] Do you know how to get back out?
---[] Do you know what you are?
----[] Can you take me to someone who can explain these things?
"Do you know where your- of course you do." You have no idea why you started to ask if it knows where its master is. It's a Stand, and with very few exceptions they're basically extensions of their user's subconscious desire. Asking a Stand or its master if they know where the other is is like asking of somebody knows where their hand is.
"( : ? )"
A better question, then. "Do you know where I am?" You ask.
The cookie maid's expression doesn't change.
"( : ? )"
"Do you know how to get out of here?"
"( : D )"
You recoil as the cookie splits open and then crashes back down, recognizing the exaggerated gesture instantly. "Yeah, well that's not happening, dough girl."
"( :'[ )"
But there's something else making you uneasy. Stands . . . aren't normally self-aware in the way that people or intelligent animals are. You've never met one smarter than, for instance, Iggy.
But this one- it's displaying emotions, and not just by rearranging its face. Its posture changes within the limits of the bindings you made out of Hermit Purple, and most Stands just don't do that sort of thing unless they're being directly controlled by their master. But if this cookie maid were being controlled directly, surely its master would have used it to draw on the floor or walls ton communicate with you.
It's a real conundrum, and not one that you like.
"Do you know . . . what you are?" You ask, and sigh when the Stand gives a familiar reply.
"( : ? )"
Not a rampaging, masterless, Stand then. Good. Those things are just the worst.
"Well then," You decide to take a gamble, and retract Hermit Purple. "Take me to somebody who can explain these things."
"( : ? )"
"Somebody important, your master!" You snap, now irritated, and the cookie maid Stand (You really need to find out its name), leaps into action, rushing back down the hall in the direction you'd just come!
"Get back here!" You shout, and give chase!
. . . At least until your lungs remind you that you're in no shape to be running. You stop, heaving for air and bracing one hand on the wall and the other on your cane to keep you from falling over. "Wait. Up." You pant.
When you look up the Stand is there, right in front of you.
"( : | )"
"Bite me. I'm old." You explain with all the good grace you can muster. "Unless you're going to pick me up, I'm not going anywhere for a- hey! WATCH THE HIP!"
The Stand grabs you about the shoulders and sweeps you knees up, cradling you like a baby in arms that are suddenly much longer and stronger than they looked like a moment before, and then it takes off down the hallway at a respectable clip.
You remember another time when you moved so fast, screaming down an Italian road with . . . with . . . it was Switzerland, not Italy, and you were with your grandmother and Ceasar. You still have his ribbon.
The Stand jumps up suddenly, contorting both itself and you to somehow fit through a minute passage hidden in the ceiling, and you come out . . .
It's a large room, and you're set down at the edge of it. A ballroom with a polished wooden floor and one grand chandelier on the ceiling four times as big as the ones in the hallways. A teenaged girl in a red and white dress spins in combat with a ten-foot tall woman wearing a multicolored flowing dress. She's made of brown material, speckled with colorful dots that extend into spikes that the girl cuts off with a flexible spear.
She's not half bad.
The cookie maid Stand rushes forward, and you realize that it's not the actual Stand at all, but it must be a part of this place, because there are more of her lurking around the corners and edges of the room.
Suddenly the giant's arm separates from her body in a flash of steel, and she screams in agony.
This is the signal for the cookie maids to make their move!
The demi-Stands pull kitchen-knives and utensils out of their sleeves and rush forward in a coordinated assault, and they fall like men before a machine gun as soon as they get within range of the redheaded girl's spear, none of them getting closer than three meters before she bisects them or cuts of their heads.
But in the time it takes for her to deal with the minions and for you to gain your feet again, the figure that you recognize as the real Stand begins to blacken like it's- "Oh! I get it!" You snap your fingers. "She's made of cookie dough!"
The girl in red's head swivels to face you, shock written plainly on her face. "What- When did you get here?"
"Watch out for the Stand!" You shout as its back explodes outwards and a pair of rainbow colored wings shoot out of the gap. They're huge!
The girl starts to level her spear again, but your appearance shocked her enough that she's slower now, no longer 'in the zone' as kids these days would put it, and even as her gaze leaves you the Stand practically vaporizes as a reptilian mouth as big as she is bursts out of its face!
[] Use Hermit Purple to foul the Stand's wings!
[] Bind the Stand's mouth shut with Hermit Purple!
[] Try to pull the chandelier down on it with your Stand!
[] Pull the girl away from the Stand with Hermit Purple!
[] Write in
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
Surprised that Kyouko isn't trying to eat the Witch now that she's been informed that it's made of cookie dough.
Daniel Estacado
ZA WARUDO
[X] Pull the girl away from the Stand with Hermit Purple.
Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
[x] Use Hermit Purple to foul the Stand's wings!
StackedDeck
Tends to be Silent
[X] Use Hermit Purple to foul the Stand's wings!