Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Sanity is Unknown

[Asterion]

"That's an interesting stand you got there... Though number one is not to fight a stand that you have no idea relating its abilities."

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"So", I said, gazing up at Black Parade, "they're called Stands then".

I willed my spirit, my Stand to fade, watching as it dispersed into particles of shadow as if dissolving.

"I apologize if that seemed like a threat. I've only recently come into possession of Black Parade and while I've seen very few since gaining him, I find myself most curious as to just what he and these Stands can do. I don't suppose you'd have any advise on how I could better learn to use his abilities", I smirked, "After all, I'm guessing you possess one as well if you can see mine"?

 

[Look to the Left]

"So", I said, gazing up at Black Parade, "they're called Stands then".

I willed my spirit, my Stand to fade, watching as it dispersed into particles of shadow as if dissolving.

"I apologize if that seemed like a threat. I've only recently come into possession of Black Parade and while I've seen very few since gaining him, I find myself most curious as to just what he and these Stands can do. I don't suppose you'd have any advise on how I could better learn to use his abilities", I smirked, "After all, I'm guessing you possess one as well if you can see mine"?

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"Yes, I do posses one." A small toy-like robot appeared on his shoulder. "This here is Fall Out Boy. Cute thing isn't it?"

 

[Look to the Left]

The forest, of course, remained silent. Who would expect a grouping of trees to speak, after all? Certainly no-one sane.

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"tAK tO meH tweE! tAk!" But they didn't respond. "fuK tiS sIt iM oUt. MOMOLOVONIO: FILTHY ACTS AT A REASONABLE PRICE." Then she disappeared.

 

[LostDeviljho]

"tAK tO meH tweE! tAk!" But they didn't respond. "fuK tiS sIt iM oUt. MOMOLOVONIO: FILTHY ACTS AT A REASONABLE PRICE." Then she disappeared.

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The girl vanished, leaving a tree in her place. A towering pine, like those of the forest, rooted in place as if it had been there for centuries.

 

[Asterion]

"Yes, I do posses one." A small toy-like robot appeared on his shoulder. "This here is Fall Out Boy. Cute thing isn't it?"

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"Heh, I almost want to reach out and pet, but I fear it'd bite me if I did so".

His Stand was a tiny thing, only eight inches at the most, colored almost completely Orange, with red eyes and crab claw hands, a small bowtie on it's tiny, box shaped torso.

"It reminds me of those old robot toys my father would collect in his childhood, he's shown me pictures of them before", I said, "but enough about me, rather, let's talk about a little proposition I have. I am currently looking for a place of residence here in the city, as well as a source of income. While I'm sure you've experience in such matters, I cannot help but find it difficult to believe your Fallout Boy holds much combat potential, though I could be wrong. Basically my proposal is such: In return for a place to say, and perhaps minimum wage, I will give you my services as an assistant in this fine shop, as well acting security if such is needed. And if I happen to learn more about how to utilize my Stand, either through some tome or manuscript in here or through your teachings, I would consider it a welcome bonus".

I held out a hand, a calm yet hopeful smile on my face. This could be just what I needed.

"What do you say Sir?"

 

[Look to the Left]

"Heh, I almost want to reach out and pet, but I fear it'd bite me if I did so".

His Stand was a tiny thing, only eight inches at the most, colored almost completely Orange, with red eyes and crab claw hands, a small bowtie on it's tiny, box shaped torso.

"It reminds me of those old robot toys my father would collect in his childhood, he's shown me pictures of them before", I said, "but enough about me, rather, let's talk about a little proposition I have. I am currently looking for a place of residence here in the city, as well as a source of income. While I'm sure you've experience in such matters, I cannot help but find it difficult to believe your Fallout Boy holds much combat potential, though I could be wrong. Basically my proposal is such: In return for a place to say, and perhaps minimum wage, I will give you my services as an assistant in this fine shop, as well acting security if such is needed. And if I happen to learn more about how to utilize my Stand, either through some tome or manuscript in here or through your teachings, I would consider it a welcome bonus".

I held out a hand, a calm yet hopeful smile on my face. This could be just what I needed.

"What do you say Sir?"

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"Sure, I can use the help." The old man paused a bit before talking about. "There's no book or manuscript in the world that will you teach anything about your own individualized stand, in fact no book exist about stands. Only a set of rules that all stands follow and even then each one breaks or bends the rules a little. Each stand is individualized to the user and each ability can only be strengthen by clever application. Some stands even have a large list of abilities that user him or herself is unaware of. Sorry if that took long just wanted to clear things up a bit.

 

[LostDeviljho]

The forest along the edge of town is no longer along the edge. It has spilled across, the line blurring.
Or perhaps it was the town that spilled over? Inspection would tell you these trees have always been here, even if memory might disagree.

 

[Asterion]

"Sure, I can use the help." The old man paused a bit before talking about. "There's no book or manuscript in the world that will you teach anything about your own individualized stand, in fact no book exist about stands. Only a set of rules that all stands follow and even then each one breaks or bends the rules a little. Each stand is individualized to the user and each ability can only be strengthen by clever application. Some stands even have a large list of abilities that user him or herself is unaware of. Sorry if that took long just wanted to clear things up a bit.

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"It's no problem, and to be honest, I probably would have offered to work here anyway", I turned, waving an arm at countless shelves dotting the walls and hallways, "I've a love of books and knowledge that just can't be denied".

I looked back to him and asked, "When do I start, and what do I need to do?"

 

[AProcrastinator]

The man was a mutt masquerading as a purebred, and my first mistake was finding solidarity in pigmentation.

Orochi was, if nothing else, talkative. Even when he was only talking to himself.

And to think: before he insulted me under the guise of friendship I was about to compliment him for noting my book before my blues!

But adding an additional adjective, Mr. Himura was angry. Both in general, and ...

It's my fault, I suppose. You can't teach an old pound new tricks, no matter which misbreeds end up passing through it.

The hallway seemed to widen, the way suddenly-fearful students parted from his path. But who could blame them: the man was turning so red he'd give certain Pokemon a run for their ... pokebucks? Pokedollars? Yen? That was never quite clear.

Everyone. Every single person in my life. Every single one, like they're written to annoy me. Like the only other people who realize life is a farce are on the other side of a television screen!

Finally, Orochi reached his destination. To continue the video gaming metaphors, it was not unlike Kratos reaching the top of Olympus. But then again, Orochi was anything but irrational - he smoothed out his clothing best as he could, taking a few deep breaths before opening the door.

Calm yourself. Call off your personal demons. It isn't as though we'll have to interact with him, personally, ever again.

"Orochi Himura, present - apologies if I'm late, I got caught up in -"

After finding his classroom on the school board he reaches it but stops before opening the door. Taking a deep breath he composes his features and slides open the door, ready to face his new classmates and teacher.

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For a moment, Orochi simply stared across to the other door, where Haido was standing, like he belonged there.

"...a neverending nightmare from which there is no awakening."

 

[Look to the Left]

"It's no problem, and to be honest, I probably would have offered to work here anyway", I turned, waving an arm at countless shelves dotting the walls and hallways, "I've a love of books and knowledge that just can't be denied".

I looked back to him and asked, "When do I start, and what do I need to do?"

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"You can start by delivering this package." The old man brought up a large package. "This here is an order from the Morioh Library, you can find it at around Tsubaki Ave. And here are the paper forms. A simple job really but it'll pay well. Now just be careful with these books, brand new and all that."

 

[Look to the Left]

The man was a mutt masquerading as a purebred, and my first mistake was finding solidarity in pigmentation.

Orochi was, if nothing else, talkative. Even when he was only talking to himself.

And to think: before he insulted me under the guise of friendship I was about to compliment him for noting my book before my blues!

But adding an additional adjective, Mr. Himura was angry. Both in general, and ...

It's my fault, I suppose. You can't teach an old pound new tricks, no matter which misbreeds end up passing through it.

The hallway seemed to widen, the way suddenly-fearful students parted from his path. But who could blame them: the man was turning so red he'd give certain Pokemon a run for their ... pokebucks? Pokedollars? Yen? That was never quite clear.

Everyone. Every single person in my life. Every single one, like they're written to annoy me. Like the only other people who realize life is a farce are on the other side of a television screen!

Finally, Orochi reached his destination. To continue the video gaming metaphors, it was not unlike Kratos reaching the top of Olympus. But then again, Orochi was anything but irrational - he smoothed out his clothing best as he could, taking a few deep breaths before opening the door.

Calm yourself. Call off your personal demons. It isn't as though we'll have to interact with him, personally, ever again.

"Orochi Himura, present - apologies if I'm late, I got caught up in -"



For a moment, Orochi simply stared across to the other door, where Haido was standing, like he belonged there.

"...a neverending nightmare from which there is no awakening."

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"wOw, tHaT iZ lkE, sO edGy itS fOmy," A little girl in an oversized sweater said as she munched on popcorn.

 

[Look to the Left]

"Yes." Vincent said, nodding simply, before he made a twisting gesture with his wrist and a cigarette appeared in his hand. Finally pulling his other hand out of his pocket to reveal a lighter held lightly between his fingers, he placed the cigarette in his mouth and shielded it with both hands as he lit it.

Taking a deep draw on the cigarette the moment it flared into life, Vincent closed his eyes momentarily before returning his lighter to his pocket. Removing the cigarette from his mouth, he lazily blew out a stream of smoke before continuing, "I came to Morioh because I heard rumours of large numbers of Stand users awakening here, and I wanted to find out if there was any truth to it, and if so why it was happening. Between you, our unnamed companion, and that boy over there, I might find some answers."

Those words said, he returned the cigarette to his mouth and took another draw on it, glancing at the man who had yet to give his name. @Look to the Left

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"My name is Jotaro Kujo, I'm currently looking for a certain someone to discuss some family matters." He took out a notebook and a page showed itself written with the name: Josuke Higashikata. "Do you know this person?"

 

[Asterion]

"You can start by delivering this package." The old man brought up a large package. "This here is an order from the Morioh Library, you can find it at around Tsubaki Ave. And here are the paper forms. A simple job really but it'll pay well. Now just be careful with these books, brand new and all that."

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"Understood", I held the package, testing the weight, getting a firm grip, and sticking the paper forms into my inner pocket. Plucking a folded map from one of the bins by the front door, I walked out to my pride and joy, a modified 1941 BMW R12 motorcycle, updated to modern standards and painted a deep, gunmetal grey.

Spoiler: Motorcycle

I placed the package into the saddle bag, and unfolded the map until it showed me the correct route before locking it into a small frame on top of the handle bars, before turning on the bike, and taking off.

 

[NSMS]

"My name is Jotaro Kujo, I'm currently looking for a certain someone to discuss some family matters." He took out a notebook and a page showed itself written with the name: Josuke Higashikata. "Do you know this person?"

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"Jota-" Vincent's mouth hung open, his cigarette falling from his lips as his eyes widened in surprise. Ignoring the page, he simply stared at the other man for several seconds, before shaking his head and chuckling faintly.

"Of all the times-" Vincent muttered, before straightening up and turning to face Jotaro directly with a serious expression on his face. "Jotaro Kujo. Ten years ago, my closest friend was killed by a certain man whose name I know you are familiar with. Dio."

He paused for a moment to let that sink in, before abruptly bending almost 90 degrees at the waist and bowing deeply to Jotaro. "For avenging his death, and ensuring that his killer can never again trouble the world, you have my most sincere thanks."

"As for your search," Vincent continued, straightening up and glancing at the paper before shaking his head, "I apologise, but that name is unknown to me. If you wish it, however, I have encountered a Stand user in the past with a power that would help your search..."

Letting his voice trail off, he raised an eyebrow and lit another cigarette as he waited for Jotaro's answer.

 

[Alexander89]

"Orochi Himura, present - apologies if I'm late, I got caught up in -"

For a moment, Orochi simply stared across to the other door, where Haido was standing, like he belonged there.

"...a neverending nightmare from which there is no awakening."

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"Sorry for being late, and for my first day no less! Time was one march ahead of me this morning." Haido declares before noticing Orochi. "Is this your classroom too? talk abou-"

"wOw, tHaT iZ lkE, sO edGy itS fOmy," A little girl in an oversized sweater said as she munched on popcorn.

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"About..." Haido trails off, sweat appearing on his forehead. "Alright this will likely worsen my introduction, but does anyone else see the little girl in an oversized sweater that just talked in broken Japanese?"

 

[Look to the Left]

"Sorry for being late, and for my first day no less! Time was one march ahead of me this morning." Haido declares before noticing Orochi. "Is this your classroom too? talk abou-"


"About..." Haido trails off, sweat appearing on his forehead. "Alright this will likely worsen my introduction, but does anyone else see the little girl in an oversized sweater that just talked in broken Japanese?"

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@AProcrastinator

"yOu mUt bE imARginAriN thIzgs." She continued to eat popcorn.

 

[AProcrastinator]

@AProcrastinator

"yOu mUt bE imARginAriN thIzgs." She continued to eat popcorn.

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"You must be imagining things," Orochi said.

 

[Alexander89]

@AProcrastinator

"yOu mUt bE imARginAriN thIzgs." She continued to eat popcorn.

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"You must be imagining things," Orochi said.

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"Uh uh." Haido nods. He ignores the looks he was receiving from everyone, after all he would stay in this school for only six months before transferring to the university, and continues: "Or-"

Visible only to people with a certain "talent" a semi-transparent figure emerges from Haido's body, as if passing through a water veil, before solidifying. A mechanical wolf the size of an horse, with loudspeaker on both sides of his neck and one within his open jaws.

The wolf shoots forward at incredible speed, aiming to bite off a small patch from the little's girl's sweater without hurting her.

 

[LostDeviljho]

The houses on the outskirts of town are now thoroughly within the boundaries of the woods. The trees fill backyards and front yards, line the roads and in some cases grow from the road.

The small suburban neighborhood is quiet as the forest itself.

 

[Look to the Left]

"Uh uh." Haido nods. He ignores the looks he was receiving from everyone, after all he would stay in this school for only six months before transferring to the university, and continues: "Or-"

Visible only to people with a certain "talent" a semi-transparent figure emerges from Haido's body, as if passing through a water veil, before solidifying. A mechanical wolf the size of an horse, with loudspeaker on both sides of his neck and one within his open jaws.

The wolf shoots forward at incredible speed, aiming to bite off a small patch from the little's girl's sweater without hurting her.

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"nO, JAws oFf mE swEAteR! MOGOLOVONIO: YELLOW TEMPERANCE." The maw of the wolf got caught in the yellow mass.

 

[Look to the Left]

"Jota-" Vincent's mouth hung open, his cigarette falling from his lips as his eyes widened in surprise. Ignoring the page, he simply stared at the other man for several seconds, before shaking his head and chuckling faintly.

"Of all the times-" Vincent muttered, before straightening up and turning to face Jotaro directly with a serious expression on his face. "Jotaro Kujo. Ten years ago, my closest friend was killed by a certain man whose name I know you are familiar with. Dio."

He paused for a moment to let that sink in, before abruptly bending almost 90 degrees at the waist and bowing deeply to Jotaro. "For avenging his death, and ensuring that his killer can never again trouble the world, you have my most sincere thanks."

"As for your search," Vincent continued, straightening up and glancing at the paper before shaking his head, "I apologise, but that name is unknown to me. If you wish it, however, I have encountered a Stand user in the past with a power that would help your search..."

Letting his voice trail off, he raised an eyebrow and lit another cigarette as he waited for Jotaro's answer.

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Jotaro simply stood there as PTSD ravaged him from the inside out before talking again. "S-So... You said you met a stand with searching capabilities then? I will take you up on that offer."

 

[Alexander89]

"nO, JAws oFf mE swEAteR! MOGOLOVONIO: YELLOW TEMPERANCE." The maw of the wolf got caught in the yellow mass.

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"I KNEW IT!" Haido immediately wills his Stand back to his side, trusting in its speed and the high probability that, unless the mass was adhesive, the Stand could separates itself easily since it was only the tip of its fangs that touched the yellow mass.

He then points his index finger at the girl, thumb extended to the side, and the other hand resting on the back of his neck. "You are another [Spirit User], correct? Only someone like that could have such a [bizarre] ability! Are you here to attack me? If you aren't I apologize for attacking...but if you are-!" The rest goes unsaid.

Strangely enough only the girl is able to clearly ear Haido's speech: for everyone else in the classroom, from the teacher to the students, his words are drowned out by a sudden and very loud sound of a heart beating. A feeling comparable to the sound coming from a stethoscope, which was then registered and then listened to again at full volume.

 

[Look to the Left]

"I KNEW IT!" Haido immediately wills his Stand back to his side, trusting in its speed and the high probability that, unless the mass was adhesive, the Stand could separates itself easily since it was only the tip of its fangs that touched the yellow mass.

He then points his index finger at the girl, thumb extended to the side, and the other hand resting on the back of his neck. "You are another [Spirit User], correct? Only someone like that could have such a [bizarre] ability! Are you here to attack me? If you aren't I apologize for attacking...but if you are-!" The rest goes unsaid.

Strangely enough only the girl is able to clearly ear Haido's speech: for everyone else in the classroom, from the teacher to the students, his words are drowned out by a sudden and very loud sound of a heart beating. A feeling comparable to the sound coming from a stethoscope, which was then registered and then listened to again at full volume.

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"nO, u bAd diKfaCe. nO hErt swEateR!" She simply waves around arms as MOGOLOVONIO: YELLOW TEMPERANCE surrounds her body.

 

[Alexander89]

"nO, u bAd diKfaCe. nO hErt swEateR!" She simply waves around arms as MOGOLOVONIO: YELLOW TEMPERANCE surrounds her body.

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'So she is attacked to her sweater. Almost abnormally so.' Haido muses, not moving a muscle even as his Stand uses the closest reflective surface to check if pieces of that yellow substance are left, and if yes remove them with its claws. 'Could be a ruse. But if it isn't, going for it may cause her to instinctively defends it, creating an opening.'

"Very well! I swear I will not touch your sweater!" He declares, telling the truth. After all, if it is a feint it is not actually 'touching'. Also, [that] doesn't count as touching either. "In exchange, tell me the reason for your presence here!"

 

[Look to the Left]

'So she is attacked to her sweater. Almost abnormally so.' Haido muses, not moving a muscle even as his Stand uses the closest reflective surface to check if pieces of that yellow substance are left, and if yes remove them with its claws. 'Could be a ruse. But if it isn't, going for it may cause her to instinctively defends it, creating an opening.'

"Very well! I swear I will not touch your sweater!" He declares, telling the truth. After all, if it is a feint it is not actually 'touching'. Also, [that] doesn't count as touching either. "In exchange, tell me the reason for your presence here!"

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"iM bOreD!" She simply shouted.