Rosario and Joestar

[EvaUnit01]

Okay, this is the rewritten, much less OOC, much less child-unfriendly version.

Incidentally, I also feel that it is much better written. Gee, I wonder why...

HISSATSU! ORE NO HISSATSU ATTACK! PAARTO 2!

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Inner Moka rolled for "Hey! I Recognize You!" rolled 1! critical hit! Inner Moka regards you with「strong positive emotions」

Click to shrink...

"I know you!" she exclaims, punctuated by dramatically pointing at you.

Oh shit. As Moka begins purposefully striding toward you, you expect that she's going to either irrationally get pissed over the misunderstanding yesterday and beat the shit out of you, or scream and start fawning over you.

Your perspective is rather skewed, but having somewhat collected your faculties by this point, you aren't entirely sure of which would be worse.

"You're the grandson of Joseph Joestar. "

You are surprised. Moka's tone and expression have not faltered in the slightest as she continues sauntering in your direction. But if anything, she sounds... 「respectful」.

"I apologize for getting you involved in such a meaningless battle."

Without even the least bit of effort, Moka single-handedly lifts you by your shirt collar and props you up against a tree.
"I wouldn't do this for just any human, you know."

Before you have any idea of what's going on, the vampire bites your neck.

Moka's mouth closes in on your neck, and pierces the skin. You can feel your hot blood seeping onto your skin as a result of the puncture wound. But you don't feel like your blood is getting sucked out.

No after a moment, you realize that rather than blood loss, instead you feel...「something」seeping「into」you. Seeping「through」you.

It feels good, you eventually admit. It feels damned good.

You're starting to get feeling in your limbs again. You can hear cracking noises coming from inside your body; probably your bones and joints knitting themselves back into their proper shape.

After another moment, Moka finally disentangles her body from yours, and begins walking back toward Tsukune.

How do you feel about the brief intimate physical contact?

[]disconcerted.
[]wouldn't mind doing it again, but without the prefacing bodily injuries next time.

Aono looks about as braindead as you are. Moka collects the rosary from his hand, the physical contact apparently snapping him back to his senses.

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Temporary perspective change?

[]Don't perspective change (skip to the next scene)
[]Tsukune (active time event)
[]Kurumu (active time event)

 

[EvaUnit01]

Is it a "you're getting torn up inside" kind of thing or a "the two power sources (partially) cancel out"?

Click to shrink...

Mostly the former.

Also, this came out much easier than I thought it would.

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[x]disconcerted

So, to recap. The wussy vampire girl randomly turned into a total badass and stomped the shit out of some kind of ogre-thing. And when she sent it flying, a case of bad timing made it crash into you.

After that, now-badass-vampire-girl bites you and, instead of feeding on you like her wussy self did to Tsukune, put something into you to fix you up (which was kind of pleasureable, if you're honest, though the context made it really weird).

Also, she knows about your relation to your gramps, and rather than unnerved, you think she seems kind of excited about it.

You... really have no idea what the hell you're supposed to feel in this situation.

And all of this shit on your second morning at this place, less than 24 hours after the same chick's wimp self hit you in the face with a bike.

"Fucking bizarre..."

You're pretty sure that it's going to be really awkward if you're around Tsukune or Moka for a while. Maybe if you distance yourself from them for the next few days, that awkwardness will fade away.

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You are Kurumu Kurono, a new freshman at Youkai Academy, and your True Form is「Succubus」.

Your main goal in being here isn't learning to better survive in the human world - after all, you've been pretty successful in doing so up to this point.

No, your greater 「purpose」for attending Youkai is to attempt to find your 「Man of Destiny」.

The way your mother (the only other Succubus you've really ever known) tells it, Succubus women typically fall for men who are 「resistant to their Charm ability」.

It's only the second morning of your time here, but you've already had your eyes on a few select individuals.

Like your upperclassman, Jotaro Kujo, for instance. It's true that you only cast your very weakest Charm upon him when you "accidentally" bumped into him yesterday. But even so, the fact that he didn't appear to give you a single thought afterward, marked him as a promising candidate for taking further into the 「interview process」.

And yet, looking at the scene before you from your treetop perch, you find yourself incredibly frustrated. As if it weren't bad enough that that shitty 「Moka Akashiya」were stealing boys' attention from you and making things just that little bit harder for you, it seems that her true form is that of a「Vampire」. And it looks like she's got her eye on Kujo-senpai as well.

Between that earth-rending kick, and the nauseatingly powerful aura that Moka was emitting, it seems that the legends about the Vampire's power are pretty accurate.

Adding to your frustration, you'll admit with no small degree of envy, is that Moka's true form is very, very beautiful. Even moreso than her harmless-looking disguised form.

You know, as if by your woman's intuition, that Jotaro Kujo could be one magnificent catch of a man. But with competition like that Vampire... getting too invested in him now could lead to disaster down the line.

What are you going to do? Your choice right here, right now, could impact whether Kurumu lives or dies in this world.

[]Commit to pursuing Kujo Jotaro, and gamble everything on him.

[]That vampire pisses you off. Maybe you can get back at her, by taking away her favorite lunchbox...

[]Something tells you that nothing positive is going to come of hunting a man associated with that vampire. Just lay low, and keep your options open for the time being.

 

[EvaUnit01]

You thought it would be another day without an update, BUT IT WAS ME, EVA01!

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You are Jotaro Kujo, and you just got through the most bizarre goddamn morning you've ever had. Much of your body still hurts from when the ogre crashed into you at high speed, but ever since Badass Moka bit you and put a little something into your system, you've at least recovered enough to walk back to the school.

Although, you've noticed that, when you breathe a certain way, the pain in your body seems to lessen a bit.

[]Pain is not a fun state to be in. Attempt to maintain this peculiar breathing for as long as possible.

[]You're a man, aren't you? Quit whining and bear it.

Your morning classes pass by without incident.

How will you spend your lunch period?

[]Roam the campus.

[]Grab some books from the library and study while you eat.

[](Write-in) subject to qm approval

 

[EvaUnit01]

You thought it'd be a week without an update, but it was me, EVA!
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[x]Pain is not a fun state to be in. Attempt to maintain this peculiar breathing for as long as possible.

rolled 1! critical hit!

Click to shrink...

Since it seems to work as a damn fine anesthetic, you attempt to maintain the peculiar breathing. It comes to you with surprising ease, and within a few minutes you're using the peculiar breathing without needing to consciously think about it.

By the time you get within sight of the school building, the pain has completely faded, and you don't seem to have any lingering scrapes or bruises.

rolled 4! moderate fail!

Click to shrink...

Based on what this peculiar breathing-based ability does to your body's immune system and healing functions, you decide to call it "Overdrive".

The morning classes pass without incident.

[x]Roam the campus.

rolled a 3!

Click to shrink...

You're boredly cruising the hallways of Youkai Academy, idly wondering for something to do.

As you're passing by a certain classroom, you faintly hear the sound of a girl crying.

[]See what's up.

[]Don't see what's up.

 

[EvaUnit01]

[x]As a punk of noble lineage, you decide to see what you can do about that crying girl.

You stride into the classroom without thinking twice. Briefly observing your surroundings, you observe that this classroom is probably used for art classes. Probably with an emphasis on painting.

You can hear the continuing sobs, but don't see anyone around. In the hopes of getting a quick response, you call out, "What's wrong?"

No response, although the sound of crying hasn't let up.

You turn your head in one direction and then in the other, focusing just on your hearing, to determine what direction the sound is coming from.

After a moment, you find yourself in front of a storage locker, a ballsy-looking padlock the only thing to bar you from entry.

You're starting to get pissed off. There's no way in hell someone could've gotten themselves locked inside on accident, looking at the lock. Someone did this「intentionally」.

[]Attempt a rescue.
[]Not your problem. Your conscience compels you to attempt a rescue.

 

[EvaUnit01]

This is going to be hilariously bad isn't?

Click to shrink...

Actually, no, it's more of "about what I expected".

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[x]¡Viva la liberación!

You take a look at the lock, and see if you can break it. If you put your body into「overdrive」, you might be able to do it. ...but, hell, you're pretty sure you can twist the cabinet metal apart with less trouble than it would be to actually try and damage the lock.

You've come this far, and the girl that's crying is definitely inside this cabinet. You've come here to enact a goddamn rescue, and that's what you're going to do.

First, you just grab the lock and yank on it. Rather than the metal showing any give, the entire cabinet tries to tilt in your direction. Hrm, that's not going to work. And if you try any harder, there's a good chance of hurting yourself. With this in mind, you take a moment to start up the special breathing for 'overdrive'. You don't realize it, but your body is starting to radiate a warm, yellow glow.
With one arm, you steady the cabinet. With the other hand, you yank on the lock again. There's a horrible screech of twisting metal, and almost send the lock flying. You open the hand back up, and see that not only have you successfully torn it from the cabinet, but the lock is demolished.

You then open up the cabinet. The first thing you observe is an intricately sculpted bust of a young woman. The attention to detail is, quite frankly, goddamn amazing. Sure, her expression of absolute terror and despair is disturbing as hell, but the artist clearly knows their stuff.

You then realize that, instead of just a bust, you're looking at an entire statue. Man, whoever crafted this must've been one helluva master. Not just the facial expression, but the entire body posture is indicative of shock and dread in its purest form.

But then, if the only thing of note in the cabinet is a statue, why is it that can you still hear the - wait, the「statue made of stone」is「shedding tears」. You suddenly begin to realize that you are not looking at any ordinary「statue」, but a「schoolmate that is trapped in stone」. Could this be the work of an enemy youkai?!
All of a sudden, you feel a sharp stabbing pain in your neck. And your wrists. And your ankles. Ow. Also, you can feel something seeping into your bloodstream, from the puncture wounds. And unlike the amazingly good feelings when Badass Moka bit you, this shit hurts like hell. Double 'ow'.

You're suddenly yanked around, and find yourself face to face with a woman.

Also, her hair is made of snakes. Or maybe snakes are her hair. Regardless, the hairsnakes are biting you in multiple places.

The academic part of your mind thinks, Gorgon, Medusa archetype. The rest of your mind thinks, Ow.

The monster woman scowls. "I don't know who you are, young man. But if you wanted to see my beloved「new work of art」, you should have asked, first."

From her age and choice of words, you infer that this woman is a teacher. Specifically, the art teacher of this room.

[]Overdrive.

[]Beg and kowtow for mercy/forgiveness until she lets you go, and then beat her face in.

[]Teach sensei a lesson. (Skip straight to beating her face in)
-[]Give a brief monologue about how the Power of Authority must never be used to inflict suffering on one's subordinates.
[]First, Overdrive. Then, teach lesson. Monologue. Continue beating until lesson is learned properly.
[](write-in)

 

[EvaUnit01]

This shitbag art teacher turned one of her students into a statue! Are you a bad enough dude to avenge a random nameless damsel?!

[x]Damn right you are.

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[x]Overdrive.

You continue the special breathing, with the intent of unleashing the most powerful overdrive you can.

The hairsnakes that were biting you recoil away, hissing and on fire. Fire that travels up the hairsnakes back toward the teacher's head, while she shrieks in agony from the overdrive energy that flowed into her during your brief physical contact.

Your entire body is emitting a fierce yellow glow, much like the light of the sun. Powerful energy is coursing through your veins. You feel like a goddamn superhero.

[x]Teach sensei a lesson.

Sensei attempts to regain her bearings, and turns to face you with a curse on her lips.

A curse cut short, courtesy of your fist. ORAAAA!!

Going by looks alone, sensei is actually pretty attractive.

...yeeeaaaaahhhh, that's about to change.

ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!!!!! OOOORAAAAAAA!!!!

You repeatedly slam your fists into the useless teacher, feeling the bone structure crack and give beneath your knuckles. You finish your series of punches with a hammerblow to the face, and punch sensei across the room with one hit, knocking several desks and chairs over in the course of her flight.

Huh. Seems like she's still conscious.

[x]Monologue.

It's time to educate your dear professor about what she's done wrong.

"As a professor, you are in a role of「authority」. The students look up to you for wisdom and guidance. It's because of your「authority」that students are predisposed to「put their trust in you」. Consequently, you have a「responsibility」to those students, to protect them and do right by them."

Despite the phenominal power of 'overdrive', you can feel your arms and legs getting heavier, and your neck is getting stiff as well. A quick glance at your arm confirms that you're slowly turning to stone.

You walk toward the professor at a leisurely pace. She doesn't seem to quite understand the common sense you're trying to impart on her, so you elaborate.

"The students of this school put their「trust」in that「authority」, having come here with the expectation that their teachers will「help them learn to survive in the human world」. Not just by the academic lessons, but also by your conduct. As an admired「role model」, every teacher in the world is responsible for the 「future」of their students, but here, it's more than just that. By your lessons and your actions, it's「you」who will determine whether your students「live」or「die」out there in the real world."

As the professor attempts to raise herself up and come at you again, you pass by and take hold of her personal desk. It's a great big, heavy thing. In your 'overdrive' state, you are able to effortlessly lift it over your head. Sensei pales a little on seeing you do that.

"A teacher that fails that responsibility is scum. But you go beyond that. You've「abused」the「power of authority」to attack your own student and turn one into a statue. And then you called it「your artwork」. You're more than just scum."

Sensei attempts to throw you off your game, desperation overtaking her. "And you think you're the judge?! You're just a delinquent! You broke into a teacher's private stores and started assaulting her out of nowhere! You're the one that the administration will punish!"

You raise the desk over your head, and glare down at sensei even more harshly. Sensei recoils in terror. Looks like she knows what's coming.

"No, wait, think about what you're doing! I can change! You don't need to-"

You silence her. "Maybe you can change," you admit. "But even if you vow to mend your ways, that alone doesn't make up for what you've done today." Something happens, of which you are not aware. First, the glass windows to your left begin frosting over.
"「You've pissed me off.」"Second, for about one hundred-thousandth of a second - too brief a time for you to perceive - you are looking at the world through a monochrome filter.
ORAORAORAORAAAA!!!

You smash sensei with the great big desk once, twice, four times. The not-pissed-off part of your mind is impressed that it hasn't broken yet.

ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!!!! OOORRAAAAAAA!!!!!!

You rain down a flurry of punches against the desk, smashing it to pieces. You continue to vent your anger through your fists, not only beating the shit out of sensei, but pounding the broken splinters into her as well.

To finish, you put your entire weight behind one last blow to the professor's stomach.

You realize that at some point, the professor's petrifying poison came undone, as your body is now back to normal.

Heaving a great big sigh, you look around the classroom. It looks like a complete goddamn mess. Whoever has to clean up this mess, is going to have a lot of work cut out for them. You actually start feeling kind of sorry for having gone overboard like you did. Even if the teacher was a total douchebag, the students didn't deserve to have their classroom completely and totally wrecked like this. And the substitute teacher, if there is one, might have been a better person. They probably don't deserve the mess you've dumped on them either.

[]Check and see if the girl is okay.
[]Run like hell, before anyone can show up and ask awkward questions.
[]Try and clean things up a little. The professor's desk and the store cabinet can't be helped, but at least straighten up some of the student desks.

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Youkai Academy Art Teacher: Hitomi Ishigami

Species: Gorgon, Medusa archetype

Status: RETIRED

 

[EvaUnit01]

[x]Is the girl all right?!

You whip around to see if the girl in the locker is all right and find - an empty locker. Good news is, it seems the girl turned back from being a statue. Bad news is, it would seem she ran the hell away.

You hear footsteps coming down the hall. What now?

[]Run like hell.
-[]Exit through a window
-[]Break a window, and then run out the door screaming "OH MY GOD!" and tell whoever's coming that the culprit left through the broken window.
-[]Maybe you can rip a panel out of the ceiling and escape that way...!

[]Stay put amidst a room full of chaos. It's not like you're to blame for this. (liar! you broke E-VE-RY-THING!)
-[]Light a smoke and pretend there's wrong.
-[]If they enter the room, immediately accuse them. (roll for jerkass)
-[](write-in)

[]Another enemy monster?! No choice but to fight your way out! ORAORAORAORAORAAAA!!!

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For the record, none of these are joke options.

 

[EvaUnit01]

[x]Problem? What problem? I don't see no problem. You must be imagining things.

A chesty female underclassman with blue hair comes in.


She looks at you, looks at the carnage around you. Looks at you, looks at the broken, beat, and bloody (but still breathing) body slumped in the ruins of what used to be a damn fine desk. Looks back at you, just having a smoke like it's Tuesday.

Eventually, she asks, "... did something happen in here? Because it sounded like somebody was beating the shit out of somebody else."

"...No. Nothing out of the ordinary going on here."

The girl looks again at sensei's badly battered body. "...and that?"

"...it was like that when I got here."

She doesn't say anything, and instead gestures at the chaos around you. "And this?"

[]Oh shit, she's on to you! RUN LIKE HELL!

[]"This is an art room." <pause> "...I made art." <pause> "Dojya~~n?"

 

[EvaUnit01]

[x]You're a regular Michelangelo, aintcha?.

You state clearly, "This is an art room."

When the girl just kind of looks at you, you explain, "...so I made some art."

There's a brief moment of silence, and you suppose you should do something to properly「present」it. You shrug, splaying your arms loosely to the sides. "Dojya~~n?"

Your visitor steps back, and takes another look at the room. She looks remarkably impressed, all of a sudden. "Wow, I had no idea! I thought only paintings and statues and stuff counted, but even a demolished classroom can be art, too?"

"...yeah." Holy crap, she's totally buying it. Just how airheaded is this chick?

The girl smiles and introduces herself. "Well, I'm Kurumu Kurono. It was nice to meet you, Jotaro-senpai!" With a jaunty wave, she casually strolls on out of the room. As she exits the room, you can hear her thinking out loud: "What a cool and interesting guy..."

Wait, how does that girl know your name?

[]Doesn't matter, the priority is to get out of here before anyone else can show up. The next visitor probably won't be as easy to fool. You can always track down and interrogate Kurumu later.
-[]Into the hallway!
--[]Follow Kurumu.
--[]Don't follow Kurumu.
-[]Tear out a ceiling panel and climb to safety!
-[]Jump out the window!
-[]Write-in!