Righty then. A good pick.
As your eyes drift across the gathered Stands, one of them catches you eye. This one is grey, with blue padding covering its chest. Its head is rather robotic, and a dollar sign and yen sign sit on the left and right side of its neck on a white pad. For some reason you drift closer, your right hand coming up to touch its raised right hand, which has some odd bumps on its palm.
So, this is your choice?
You turn toward [REDACTED], and nod.
Yeah. For some reason, this one... fits.
The Hand, he says with a certain relish.
A Stand with the power to scrape away space, and send it... somewhere. A powerful Stand, if a bit slow.
Now!
At his command, The Hand suddenly grabs you by the face, and begins glowing. After a blinding flash, your vision clears to reveal it gone, and your entire body feeling extremely tingly. On reflex, you look at your right hand, and see The Hand's own. It looks weird, from this angle. Not to mention the robotic skin, and the money signs by your neck...
Good, it worked. I wasn't entirely sure; the mechanism is somewhat untested.
At his satisfied tone, you turn and look at him to see him looking extremely satisfied, nodding as his gaze went up your body approvingly.
Now, to get you to the universe. Wait, no, now to remove my name from your mind. Sorry about this; if they somehow get you and read your mind, the consequences would be bad. Universe-ending-bad.
Something when
bleeng, and suddenly, his name was replaced with REDACTED's. Then, with a
vwhoom, a portal opened up right in front of you.
There we go. Just go through here, and you'll be bonded to the important person. Have fun~
Seeing no other option, you drift forward, and the portal consumes you in another blinding flash. Weirdly, it feels like you were being bathed in ice cream when you went in.
Once your eyes clear, you see...
[] . . . A desert town, surrounded in prickly-looking mountains. You can hear the crashing sounds of combat nearby. Weather Report
[] . . . Utter filth, as far as the eye could see. Which wasn't very far. Hierophant Green
[] . . . A dilapidated pay phone. An alarm is blaring nearby. The Hand
[] . . . A rather pretty landscape. Problem is, it's kinda marred by the vomit on the floor. Gold Experience
[] . . . A rather nice bedroom. Echoes
[] . . . A high school? Star Platinum
[] . . . Oh God, Why. Tusk
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Boop-a-doop. Guessing time~