New
[X] Go back to your dorm room and....
-[X] meditate, that you may improve your control over your Stand. ....for which you apparently just pulled a name out of your ass without even realizing.
Yay! More people voting! Maybe you can all gain the upper hand in this voting and Jotaro can learn Star Platinum:The World and it's time stop capability? (Nah, just kidding, it's more control over the power, speed and precision of the stand more than anything else, but I love time stop! I miss Jotaro using it sooo much!!
Why did part 4's anime had to end?! Now we got that lame-ass DIO 2.0 asshole Diavolo and we're stuck with his bullshit powers of time erasure and future sight.)
[X]Go back to your dorm room and....
-[X]meditate, that you may improve your control over your Stand. ....for which you apparently just pulled a name out of your ass without even realizing.
As Moka approached the door to the Newspaper Club office, she slowed to a stop, giving herself a moment to catch her breath. "Can't believe Gin-senpai's making me redo those articles," she murmured to herself. "Yukari said the issue was... paragraph layout, right?"
Just recalling the earlier moment in her dorm room brought it all back to the forefront of her mind; the bitter negativity she'd been drowning in all week. I know I need to talk with Tsukune and Kurumu about my feelings, but how am I even supposed to face them like this?
Clenching a fist in frustration with herself and her situation as she leaned against a set of lockers, Moka almost hit the wall with it.... before heaving a long sigh and forcing herself to try and relax. "Well, it's not like I have to face them today, so maybe after I get my assorted schoolwork done, I can get Yukari or Mizore to help me figure out where I'm supposed to go with all of this."
Smiling softly at the notion of getting something productive done in both her academic and social lives, Moka turned and opened the clubroom door....
"Hey, Moka, we were starting to wonder about you!"
...only to find Tsukune and Kurumu inside, apparently in the closing stages of putting the week's newspaper together before taking it to be printed en masse.
The shock and mild fear of seeing her friends - for with how strongly the circumstances had affected them all, what other word could describe their relationship? - so suddenly caused her to freeze, but... the more she processed what was before her, the less it made sense.
I am so not ready for this.
"I... didn't realize you were waiting on me," Moka cautiously began. "Is Gin-senpai around? I need to ask him about the issue he had with my articles."
That made the other teens in the room blink, and after a moment they shared a confused glance. "Moka," Tsukune said slowly, "your articles are perfect. Yukari told us earlier you were going to give us a hand reviewing the Sports section."
Moka's eyes widened. "Yukari told you --"
Before she could take that line any further, Moka felt a cold pair of hands on her back.
"Wha-?!"
"Mizore, what's --"
After shoving Moka and sending her stumbling into the clubroom proper, Mizore slammed the door shut and locked it.
Rushing over to the vampire, Tsukune knelt to help her up. "Are you okay, Moka?!"
Hesitating at the sudden closeness, Moka looked up at her friend, face full of worry -- and then she saw the hand he was holding out to her. For a long second, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do.
He smells so.... good...
Realizing with a blush where her thoughts were about to go, Moka shook her head and accepted his hand. "Y-yeah, I'm fine."
"What the hell is with you, Mizore?!"
Startled out of her moment by Kurumu's outburst, Moka turned to see an utterly livid Kurumu march to the door and pound her fist against it.
"I don't know what your game is, but you've got a lot of explaining to do when I get out of here!"
The locked door, as well as the wall around it, abruptly frosted over, forcing Kurumu to jump back with a yelp.
"If you hate me for today," Mizore growled, "then I can live with that." Tomorrow, you'll be thanking me.
Yukari's voice carried through the door, thick with worry and frustration. "Moka, Tsukune... you two wouldn't know initiative if it bit you! And Kurumu, even though you were brave enough to gamble on your feelings during break, now that everyone's dealing with consequences of that you've turned into a coward!"
"You three will go on like you have been forever," Mizore said, and her tone gave all three trapped journalists pause. When the Snow Woman had spoken just then, she hadn't sounded angry or concerned like Yukari. There were certainly aspects of those feelings present, but what stood out most of all was.... determination.
A moment later, more frost and ice emerged from the blocked door, which gradually formed into a body identical to Mizore's. Heedless of her friends' protests, she then promptly froze every remaining surface of the room solid. The ceiling, the walls, and most of the floor.
Even as she noticed her friends start to shiver in the impromptu freezer -- particularly Moka and Kurumu, who were wearing very short skirts -- Mizore forced herself not to relent, and her ice body disappeared back into the door. "...if we let you."
[X]Go back to your dorm room and.... -[X]meditate, that you may improve your control over your Stand. ....for which you apparently just pulled a name out of your ass without even realizing.
Adhoc vote count started by EvaUnit01 on Jan 20, 2019 at 8:48 PM, finished with 17107 posts and 30 votes.
[X]....if Mizore isn't hanging around you for once, then she probably wants some time to herself. And since your Newspaper Club friends are hopefully busy having a deep and meaningful dialogue with each other..... you're best served socially to go hang out with one of your Mechanics clubmates.
[X]Go back to your dorm room and....
-[X]meditate, that you may improve your control over your Stand. ....for which you apparently just pulled a name out of your ass without even realizing.
[X]Go back to your dorm room and.... -[X]meditate, that you may improve your control over your Stand. ....for which you apparently just pulled a name out of your ass without even realizing.
At least we're going to see these twats doing something for once! About damn time someone puts them in their place!
Too bad we missed our chance to meditate, but oh well.
Sorry for being a bit... of. Just finished rereading part 6 yesterday (took me a whole fucking month) and despite the ending being excellent, I remember why I was so goddamn sour about it. Pucci is a good villain but the universe he wants sounds so... blugh.
Now it's time for Steel Ball Run. I must confess that I only know the spoilers of it and haven't read it before, so I'm excited to read about the best Zeppeli to ever exist.
If I have to rate the parts that I've read, it goes: 4,2,5,6,3,1.
P.S. Most of the fights post prison-break in part 6 just annoyed me and angered me. I mean, the sons of DIO were crap and Heavy Weather was horrible until the actual Weather Report and Annasui vs Pucci section of it. I mean, FUCKING SNAILS?! WHY SNAILS SPECIFICALLY?! FUCK!
A moment later, more frost and ice emerged from the blocked door, which gradually formed into a body identical to Mizore's. Heedless of her friends' protests, she then promptly froze every remaining surface of the room solid. The ceiling, the walls, and most of the floor.
Even as she noticed her friends start to shiver in the impromptu freezer -- particularly Moka and Kurumu, who were wearing very short skirts -- Mizore forced herself not to relent, and her ice body disappeared back into the door. "...if we let you."
As you leave Atsuno muttering to herself in the AV room, you consider your options for the rest of the day.
As long as the Newspaper Club have that cloud hanging over them, you don't really think just hanging out with one or more of them is going to be all that fun.
From the way Yukari was starting to regress into some of her older habits the other day, she could probably use a friend... but even though it's not like you really hate her, you don't see you and the little Witchling having much in common besides knowing the remainder of the Newspaper Club, which circles right back around to the above issue.
You wouldn't be at all averse to spending the day out with Mizore, of course.
...although, you haven't seen or even felt her around all day, so far -- even when you were alone with another girl for extended periods of time, which probably means she's off doing her own thing. And from the way she was talking the other night as if her whole world literally revolved around you, you consider it a Good Thing if she decides she could use some alone time.
You just hope, half-sarcastically, that Mizore isn't using it to stuff people into a fridge.
For a split-second, the notion brings you pause. Snow Women are, after all, famous for their possessiveness -- and for their cold-heartedness when angered.
"...nah," you mutter aloud. Your girlfriend wouldn't do that.
You could go back to your room and study, but frankly your grades are fine as they are right now.
You could train with your Ripple or meditate on your Stand.... but you don't feel like it.
You're in the mood to hang out with somebody. ....better grab one of your loser buddies from the Mechanics Club.
____________________________________ Not long after....
Wide-eyed and struggling to pick his jaw up off the ground, Kazama seems nothing short of flabbergasted that you've come to him for the sake of socializing.
"Not that I hate you or anything," he asks, "but why me? I mean, other than being in the same club, we don't have anything in common!"
You take a moment to consider the question seriously. Other than being in the same club, you don't really have that much in common with him.
He's a full-on otaku who lives and dies by fictional pop idols, rubber-suit monsters, and giant piloted robots; your interest in such nerd culture is casual at most.
You have a beautiful girlfriend who occasionally tries to make lunch for you, and who is steadily improving her cooking. Kazama has photos of Tamao Ichinose in her swimsuit, taken from 300 meters away. How he got one of them signed, you will never be able to fathom.
You have underclassmen who look up to you. Kazama, you're vaguely aware, has twelve notebooks and counting of self-insert fanfiction where he's a pilot on the Macross.
You, with effort, could bend steel with your bare hands -- and using Hamon or your Stand, you could snap it like a twig. Kazama, by contrast, effectively is a twig. Granted, for all you know his monster form could be some manner of beer-guzzling mudhole-stomping ten-meter tall half-bear-half-rattlesnake or some such nonsense... but he's considerably better than many of your peers at abiding the "human disguises only" rule than most, so honestly you haven't got a clue.
Indeed, you can't think of anything other than the Club that you have in common with him.
That said, he was the first one you could find that wasn't already engaged in plans of some kind, and you don't exactly feel like saying as much, and you needed a break from your usual social circle. Bereft of an actual answer to give him, you shrug. "Who knows?"
Nevertheless, he ultimately does consent to walk aimlessly with you around the school. "So rebuilding that engine block sucked," he eventually begins, "but at least we got it done. Any ideas for the next club project, Kujo?"
It's a good question, and one you take a moment to consider. Typically, taking things apart and putting them back together can be interesting and informative, but when donated (or, you occasionally suspect, "donated") materials come in broken down, it can be a real pain in the ass to have to repair it.
[]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
[]Some girl from Kazama's class is having trouble in her Economics Class. It strikes you as plausible that studying and experimenting with a basic mass production process could be useful, depending on her problem.
[]Build something big and stupid for the explicit purpose of wrecking it. If nothing else, it should make for some interesting documentation.
[X]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
[X]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
[X]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
[X]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
[X]Some of the underclassmen have been struggling in Physics Class, which is apparently covering aerodynamics. Perhaps building a series of upscale model planes or other flying vehicles from scratch would help?
Who knows, we might be able to make use of this skill later. I mean, being able to punch better doesn't help much if you can't get into punching range, right?
[X]Some girl from Kazama's class is having trouble in her Economics Class. It strikes you as plausible that studying and experimenting with a basic mass production process could be useful, depending on her problem.
