Is your life not going too well? Are you lacking in purpose? No job, no friends, no life? Leeching off of those who care about you? Exploiting government benefits you don't deserve? Living off money you inherited and pretending it'll never run out? Whatever your failures may be, we have the solution for you! A surefire way to transform yourself from someone nobody could ever be proud of into someone who's admired and cared for, with all the friends you could ask for. Maybe even a real girlfriend too!

With our simple program, you might just learn the skills you need to get your life together like everyone wants you to! All we need is a week of your time, during which you'll get to take a wonderful vacation to an exotic locale of your choice. It's going to be pleasant, but you'll have to...

The rest of the letter from there reads less like a marketing pitch and more like an attempt to guilt trip you into agreeing, trick you into thinking it'll just be a fun week away from home, and tell you all about how this is your one and only chance to sign up for the program, so you'd better not miss it. Oh, and apparently it's free of charge, since the company is supposedly funded exclusively by donations, most of which come from subjects of the program in question.

Obviously this must've been something Mom asked to have sent to you, but your conscience won't let you keep ignoring everything she sends you. As rude as the letter was, you take a breath and grab a pen, beginning to fill out the boxes at the bottom. First and foremost is...

>Your name

With that out of the way, you look further down and see a section asking for your preferred destination, with a set of predefined options already there. The options throw you for a loop. You immediately realize, this must be a prank. Obviously somebody is just trying to mess with you. It kind of pisses you off, but you have to admit it's funny in an assholeish sort of way. Despite knowing it's a joke, you roll your eyes and pick...

>Morioh, Japan c. 1999
>Musutafu, Japan
>The Land of Clouds and Ice, Paradox Space
>Central City, Amestris

>>3574303
>Central City, Amestris

>>3574303
>Morioh, Japan c. 1999

>>3574302
Billy 'Idol' Jean
>Morioh, Japan c. 1999
I'm kinda stuck between Rebel Yell or Little Lies
What do you guys think?

>>3574303
>The Land of Clouds and Ice, Paradox Space
I’m curious as hell.

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>>3574320
Is there even a question?

>>3574330
TELL ME TELL ME LIES OH NO NO YOU CAN'T DISGUISE

>>3574330
Fucking yes it's a question because they're both great songs

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>>3574303
>Chad Thundercock
>Musutafu, Japan
You had no need for wage slavery or the companionship of thots and beta males, that 30% of your life left over was spent sculpting your form to absolute perfection

>>3574364
>wanting the MHA setting
Why tho

>>3574364
I have had enough of beta neet isekei protagonists, the time of the chad hermit is nigh

>>3574303
>Musutafu, Japan

>>3574303
This >>3574364

>>3574371
MHA is home to several fellow gigachads like All Might, Endeavor, Rappa and Muscular. Withour the restrictions of being in high school we are free to explore the setting as we wish, with a far larger scope than just one city. It also helps that some of the pro heroes are extremely breedable.

>>3574364
>>3574375
>>3574411
Well, I know I'm not about to let you play as a walking shitpost quite literally named "Chad Thundercock," but I'm not sure whether or not I should count these as votes for BNHA...

>>3574303
>Tomoya Okazaki

>Morioh, Japan c. 1999

>>3574418
Don’t do it, they're probably refugees from Stand Quest Requiem. Autists, Hell-bent on destroying all they touch....

>>3574419
I'll support your choice for name.
>>3574418
It depends if you actually intend to run a quest, I'm pretty sure the shitposters have no intent to stick around other than to write ridiculous write ins.

>>3574423
Did noone tell you that it went on hiatus so now their autism is flooding into other Quests

>>3574423
Oh yeah, SQR is on hiatus.
Best not to go anywhere near the MHA setting for now lest "they" appear.

>>3574423
>>3574426
>>3574428
>>3574429
Fair enough. I'm still gonna keep it as an option, but the three shitpost votes won't be counted. That leaves the current totals at...

Morioh: 3
>>3574315
>>3574320
>>3574419

Musutafu: 1
>>3574380

Central City: 1
>>3574308

LOCAI: 0

>>3574303
>William Godwin
>Central City, Amestris

>>3574437
I started writing the next post, but something's come up. So it seems voting time is extended. Should be back to continue within a few hours.

>>3574303
>Name: Frederick Mueller

>Destination: Central City, Amestris

>>3574303
Setou Kenji
Morioh, Japan c. 1999

Damn, all these stolen names and not a single original one. I'm a little disappointed.
>Tomoya Okazaki
Your name always made you stick out as a kid, and not in a way you appreciated. Despite being something of a connoisseur of Japanese culture, you don't really appreciate the fact that your dad gave you a Japanese first name. Or a Japanese last name. There's a lot you don't appreciate about your father, and you really are glad he's not a part of your family anymore. Just thinking about the fuck who married your mom just to get a marriage visa pisses you off enough that you nearly snap your pen in two.

Taking a breath, you calm yourself down and write in your real name. It may not be your legal name, but "Tomoya Retza" is what you prefer. Even if you're a half-Japanese second generation immigrant, you at least deserve a half-Japanese name too. Besides, your mom has a great maiden name.

>Morioh, Japan c. 1999
Getting back to the matter at hand though, you look further down at the list of destinations. As stupid as it seems, you circle the fictional city of Morioh as though you're actually going to end up going there. You don't even spare a second thought for the possibility that this might be serious, continuing to fill the thing out until you're finished just a few minutes later.

You managed to resist the stupid urge to put a dumb fake name in there like "Chad Thundercock" and you figure putting that amount of effort in means it's worth actually turning this in just to see what happens. Against your better judgement, you start to get dressed so you can take the form to the address listed on the bottom. Quickly checking on your phone reveals that it's not too far from home. You only need to take a single bus to get to the place.

While it almost definitely doesn't actually exist, today you feel compelled to actually get out of your room and do something in the real world. Maybe this is what the whole self-improvement thing boils down to. Doing things you wouldn't normally do just to get some change in your life.

As you reach the living room, you realize that your mom just went out, so she isn't here. You should probably tell her you're going out. It won't be too big of a deal, but you should still let her know. Or you could just try to get back before she does, that would work too. After all, it's not like you're going to be disappearing into some other world or anything.

>Just head out without giving her word.
>Leave a short note for mom and head out the door.
>Call mom and tell her you're going somewhere.
>Be patient and wait for mom to come back home so you can say it in person... for some reason.

>>3574630
>Damn, all these stolen names and not a single original one. I'm a little disappointed.
William Godwin was an original name.

>>3574630
>Leave a short note for mom and head out the door.
"Went out. Answering a letter. Be back this PM."

>>3574630
>Leave a short note for mom and head out the door.

>>3574630
>Be patient and wait for mom to come back home so you can say it in person... for some reason.
I figured NEET, being a NEET, would just put in some weeb bullshit- hence the name. Although you making a backstory
out of the name is pretty good.

>>3574631 You weren't referencing https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Godwin ???
>Leave a short note for mom and head out the door.
Grabbing a spare piece of junk mail, you scribble "Went out. Answering a letter. Be back this PM." onto it and slap it down onto the coffee table. Making your way toward the door, you idly wonder why your mother worries so much about you. Sure, you don't have the most healthy lifestyle, but there's such a thing as being overprotective. Maybe that's why it's so hard for you to get work...

Trait Revealed: Independent Spirit

Fortunately, the nearest bus stop is just a short walk away. When you reach it, you carefully stand at least a foot away from each of the other people waiting there. This is obviously just because you don't want to get sick, of course. Nothing to do with mild crippling social anxiety. The bus quickly saves you from this hell, since you find a comfortable spot without any passengers next to you in the back.

Browsing one of your favorite imageboards on your phone, you let the outside world fade from your mind and focus on the glorious internet. As you scroll down, you come across yet another usual Jojo thread. This one looks like it's about posting cool stand ideas, but it hasn't picked up momentum. OP didn't actually post any ideas of his own, just asked for other people's, and the two other posts are pretty dumb. Just a standard punching ghost themed like a boxer, who's power is to punch people really fast (that's it), and the name "Rebel Yell" with no actual description. Deciding that you might as well spice the thread up, you think up...

>A stand idea(s) you'd be happy with

Soon enough, the bus comes to a stop, and you have to get off. Hopping back onto the sidewalk, you begin wandering in the general direction your phone is telling you to go. About half an hour passes before you finally reach your destination. Frankly, it leaves you somewhat tired. Even with a relatively lithe frame, you're not great with physical activity like this.

Flaw Revealed: Unathletic

Your jaw nearly drops to the floor though as you look up to see that the company who sent the mail, "New Life Vacation Therapy," actually exists. You were practically certain there wouldn't be any building here, and yet the sign is right in front of you. This whole time you'd been planning on just stopping at the electronics store about a block away, but now you're not sure what you should do. Can you really walk in there and hand someone a piece of paper saying you want to take a vacation in a fake town from a Japanese cartoon?

>Fuck it, who cares? Even if this is a weird prank and the person you hand it to has no idea what the form is, you can just laugh it off.
>You'd... rather not embarrass yourself like that. It'd be better to just stuff it into your pocket and forget this whole thing ever happened. It would be better than making yourself look like a fool.

>>3574825
>A stand idea(s) you'd be happy with
"Life in the Fast Lane," a mid-range ability-type stand. Can enhance energy at will, speeding up moving objects, raising the heat of fire, brightening light, making oil into a more potent fuel, etc. This energy must be in the same kind as the source, and cannot be reversed in alignment or diminished by Life in the Fast Lane's power. It cannot slow something, or dim it, or convert westward motion to northward.

>Fuck it, who cares? Even if this is a weird prank and the person you hand it to has no idea what the form is, you can just laugh it off.

>>3574825
>Stand: Little Lies
>when activated, in a 40m radius around Little Lies, any lie that is told will automatically be accepted as true by anybody within the radius, however it can't be used to make anybody commit suicide, ie "everyone you know will die unless you kill yourself immediately."
>The user will also believe any lies they hear within the radius, including lies they themselves tell.
>Once the ability is deactivated or you leave the radius of the effect, the lie will no longer be believed.

>Fuck it, who cares? Even if this is a weird prank and the person you hand it to has no idea what the form is, you can just laugh it off.

>>3574825
>Second Stand Idea
Head Games: a stand with power over memories, able to alter, delete, or fabricate memories in the minds of those it touches. Also has decent speed and strength, making up for its non-combat focused ability.

>>3574825
>Time Out of Mind: A physically decent and rangy stand with high potential, Time Out of Mind has the ability to distort the perception of the progression of time in both the user and others it touches. This time distortion can also work on non-sentient life, where plants will refuse to grow or a bacteria fail to multiply.

>>Fuck it, who cares? Even if this is a weird prank and the person you hand it to has no idea what the form is, you can just laugh it off.

>>3574825
>A stand idea(s) you'd be happy with
>Out of Touch
>A mid-range Stand with the ability to change the state of matter an object is in, with the objects still retaining their other properties. The difficulty and speed of the transformation depends on how "concentrated" the object is, so it's easy to turn a solid into a gas, but not vice-versa.

>Fuck it, who cares? Even if this is a weird prank and the person you hand it to has no idea what the form is, you can just laugh it off.

[Submissions for stand ideas will remain open until your stand is decided on, so feel free to post anything that comes to mind.]

At the end of the day, you're just here for shits and giggles. You don't hesitate for a moment as you push open the glass double doors, striding confidently toward the front desk inside.

Trait Revealed: Relatively Shameless

Giving the receptionist behind the desk your best approximation of a polite, pleasant expression, you slap the form down in front of her and quietly wait for her to finish her phone call. Looking at her for a moment, you realize the blonde lady is kind of intimidating, even without saying anything to you. As soon as she hangs it up, you fold her arms and ask, "So. Is this actually a letter your company is sending out to people? Really? I mean, this just seems insulting."

"Oh," The standard fake pleasant look you're used to seeing from people in her profession quickly fades as she takes a look at what you're handing to her, and she suddenly looks at you with what seems almost like disdain. "You're one of her's. Not my department, just take this down the hall over there, enter the third door on your left, and stop bothering me."

You feel somewhat insulted. Also confused. You were absolutely certain this was some kind of joke, why is this lady acting like this is normal? Stepping down the hall she pointed toward, you figure that maybe the letter you were sent was a prank from someone that this company is trying to sue, and she's sending you to some kind of legal person? Unfortunately, that sane theory dissipates in an instant as you open the door you were told to go to.

Inside, you see a room which looks less like it belongs in an office building and more like it belongs in someone's basement. With the walls absolutely plastered with anime posters, a whole shelf stacked top to bottom with collectibles of a similar type, and a bookshelf stacked with more manga than you think you've ever seen... things start to make a little more sense. In front of you, a girl spins around with a startled look on her face. "Oh! Hello there! Can I help--" Then, she sees the paper you're holding. Her demeanor shifts in an instant, and she dashes toward you giving a delighted squeal. "I can't believe it actually happened! Someone decided to respond!"

You don't know how to react to this. The situation has your head spinning with all of the different information you need to process. This blue-haired girl who you're only now realizing is extremely cute has already ripped the paper from your hand and is quite literally bouncing with excitement. For some reason you can't fathom, she's wearing a lab coat of all things over top a frilly blue dress, and... THE ROOM IS FILLED WITH OTAKU SHIT AND YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!

>Shout at her to stop and give you a second to think.
>Try to leave the room immediately.
>Tell her you think she's cute.

>>3575461
>Tell her you think she's cute.

>>3575461
>Shout at her to stop and give you a second to think

>>3575461
Can I make a write-in?

>>3575461
What are the upper limits on how strong our stand can be anyway?

>>3575477
Write-ins are allowed!
>>3575478
The upper limit is somewhere around the power of Star Platinum: The World. Don't worry too much about it though, I'd prefer a cool stand even if I have to balance things around your character being OP.

>>3575461
>Just Stand there, stunned. This is probably the strangest thing you’ve seen in your whole life.

>>3575494
>The upper limit is somewhere around the power of Star Platinum: The World
>upper limit is around the level of one of the strongest stands in the entire series
Well then, neato.
Time to think of a stand.

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>>3575515
Yep. I should make it clear though, you'll have to come up with a pretty sweet stand idea to justify that level of power.

>>3575521
>trying to think of cool stand ability
>everything I think of is either too OP or kind of a rehash
Fuck this is pretty damn tough.

>Stando Concept- The Man (Who Sold the World)

>Stats (up for debate)
>Power- C
>Speed- C
>Range- A
>Durability- B
>Precision- B
>Potential- A

Stand Ability-
>Sold The World: As an automatic stand, The Man can “steal” characteristics from other people (and maybe stands, leaving that up to QM), even abstract ones. A hair color, a language, a particular character trait- all of these things can be grabbed, and stored into the stand itself. The user can then have The Man apply these characteristics to himself, but at a cost- whatever is replaced, is lost forever. Essentially, when using The Man’s ability the user is selling out his original self in exchange for power/vanity.

>>3575620
Oh I like this one.
Can it be used to give other people things though?

>>3575624
Up to QM. I’ve been listening to Midge Ure a lot recently, and I love his rendition of Bowie’s classic. Really, the exact extent of the ability is dependent on how strong we want the stand to be. Yes, I know it’s similar to whitesnake. Only realized that a bit into thinking it up.

>>3575636
I kept thinking of stand abilities and then deleting them because "no that's too similar to X"
I was thinking of a Stand that could reopen all the wounds anyone has ever suffered in their life but I couldn't think of a name and it's a shameless rip from another series.

>>3574825
>William Godwin is a real person
orz
I guess it must have been floating around in my unconscious mind, I really thought it was original.

>>3575461
>Tell her you think she's cute.

>>3575461
>Shout at her to stop and give you a second to think.

If we're isekai'ng into Morioh with Meta Knowledge is there a single reason we shouldn't just convince everyone to go beat the shit out of Kira?

>>3575620
>>3575636
Would you believe me if I told you the reason this quest exists is because I was listening to Midge Ure's rendition of The Man Who Sold the World and I thought that it could make for a cool stand? It got me thinking about quests, and I decided that I wanted to run one again. Initially I was just gonna do a Jojo quest, but then I decided to do an isekai with multiple options for the world I'd drop you into.

As for the stand, I think I have an idea of how it would specifically work, but I won't reveal anything just yet. If it ends up being the one you get, it'll have an ability which is pretty close to what you described. The stats will definitely be different though.

Also, I have a stand idea for the song "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" if you want the QM to throw ideas onto the pile.

>>3575672
I'd like to see your stand idea, QM.
I was also listening to The Man Who Sold The World trying to think of an ability for it when anon posted his idea, what the fuck is going on?

>>3575672
Damn, that’s pretty cool. Of course we want to hear your ideas, and if you have any ideas on any of the concepts posted you should add them. For me, it’s just kinda tough developing an ability around the theme of an alternate self and a loss of originality/a certain vitality in exchange for power/success. Also If you have an idea for the look of the stand, please post it. I’ve been looking for awhile and haven’t found anything I like t. Not Drawfag

>>3575691
I've got no idea what the stand should look like, sorry.
>>3575681
So, I wrote out this whole description of the stand before realizing that it would be much better as a villain stand than as your stand. So what it does is a secret. I'll give you this though.

Name: Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Censored name: We All Wanna Be King

Stand Stats:
Power - N/A
Speed - N/A
Range - A
Durability - B
Precision - N/A
Potential - C

Rolled 1 (1d2)

The votes are tied so...
1: Cute
>>3575468
>>3575656
2: Shout
>>3575469
>>3575658

A stand ideas I had lying around from an old quest concept of mine.

Name: Powerslave
Knock Off Name: Pharoah

Visuals: Reminiscent a resplendent pharaoh, but one clearly aged and corrupted. Glowing red eyes and extensive gold use are a must.

Stand Stats:
Power - B
Speed - A
Range - D
Durability - C
Precision - C
Potential - C

Abilities
-Slave of Death: Powerslave can tear the life energy straight out of weakened/dying enemies, giving it to his master. This extra life energy can reverse the aging process, as well as heal wounds. However, overuse can create a dependency on the harvesting.
-Pharoah’s Call: Powerslave can, within a range of (QM Designated) meters, increase the energy cost of all motion by 50%. This “energy tax” is then distributed to both the Master and the Stand, allowing them to move faster, hit harder, and do so for longer.
-Entombed: If in truly dire straits, Powerslave can convert itself into an indestructible sarcophagus for the user to reside in for as long as he deems fit.

More of a villain stand, so feel free to use it in that way in the /qst/ is you want.

>>3575760
I finally had an idea for the look of 「The Man」

>The Original MC as he looked exactly when the stand first manifested, but in negative.
So that, whatever changes he may go through, the MC always has a reflection of his past self to look on.

With all of the muddled thoughts swirling around in your mind, you fail to stop yourself from choosing the most awkward option possible. Just as the girl is about to start talking, you blurt out, "I don't know what's going on here and I don't really know what to say but you're really cute!"

Flaw Revealed: Pocket Pasta

With your spaghetti spilling out of your pockets faster than you could imagine possible, you both freeze in place simultaneously. You see her face start to turn extremely red, and the girl in the lab coat shoves you away with a hand, spinning around and refusing to face you. "Wh-why would you say something like that to me?", the girl asks in a nervous voice. Though, you think you can hear in her voice some twinge of... it seems like excited glee?

Before you can dwell on that, she coughs and shuffles away from you, composing herself and beginning to read the form you filled out. Thankfully, this gives you time to wrap your mind around what's going on. With an audible swallow, she turns back around, her cheeks now a light shade of pink instead of red as a beet. "So... Tomoya-kun...", she mumbles something about cool names before continuing, "I see you want to visit a beautiful Duwang? Chew?"

Oh dear god she's an even bigger weeb than you are. You should've guessed judging by the room but... there's a lot going on. Before you can explain that you really just did it because you didn't have anything better to do, she grins and gets right up in your face again. "That's great! I've been there a few times, it's a really fun place. I assume you're gonna want a stand, but don't worry, I'll work that out for you. I just need to know how you wanna be inserted."

Unfortunately, you still don't have a chance to get a word in here. Whatever's wrong with this crazy girl, you think you're going to have to just play along with whatever this is. Plus, you might just get a cute date out of it, even if she's a little bit... out there. It's not like you have very good odds with any normal girls, so this is probably your best shot in terms of love life. A girl who's dead serious asking you, "Who do you wanna be? How about..."

>A high-school student in class 1-B at Budo-Ga Oka Middle & High School?
>A high-school senior in class 3-D at Budo-Ga Oka Middle & High School?
>An employee of the Speedwagon Foundation sent to Morioh on official business?
>A mystery option??? (She sounds very excited about this one)
>(Write-in)

>>3576071
>A mystery option??? (She sounds very excited about this one)
What’s in the box?

>>3576071
>A mystery option???

>>3576071
An actually cute weeb girl that isn't a thot? Literally only ever happens in Mongolian comic books.

I say we gamble on this mystery box.

>>3576071
>A mystery option??? (She sounds very excited about this one)
Can't resist the box!

>>3576071
WHAT'S IN THE BOX?

Giving her a shrug, you answer pretty curtly. "I guess the mystery choice sounds the most interesting. I'd rather not go back to high school anyways." As much as you can enjoy depictions of schools in anime, you never really had much success in your own education. Mostly because you couldn't motivate yourself to do your classwork, for several reasons.

She responds with a furious bout of giggling though, half-covering her mouth in a manner you think is meant to look devious. Instead it just looks like a cute, silly girl trying to show off. "Ehehehehehehe. Nobody can resist the allure of the mystery box! NOBODY!" With a flourish, she spins herself around and steps over to a filing cabinet, opening it up and flipping through papers. Once she's pulled out a few documents and snapped them into a clipboard, she begins furiously scribbling on them with what looks like a Gurren Lagann pen.

"So... what's in the box then?", you force yourself to ask her. As much as this feels like a waste of time, she's actually starting to grow on you. If only she wasn't either A: a basket case or B: a compulsive liar.

"Ah! Not yet! You'll find out soon enough. But when you do find out, please try to play along at least a little. It'll be more fun that way." She tosses the clipboard aside almost carelessly, letting it clatter onto a desk and plopping herself into a comfy looking chair. "Anyways, I only really need to know one more thing. What do you want your stand to be called?"

>The Man Who Sold The World
>Little Lies
>Out of Touch
>Life in the Fast Lane
>Powerslave
>Write-in (Last call for stand submissions)

"Oh! Also, if you have any last minute requests, now's the time to bring them up."

>Write-in

>>3576286
>The Man Who Sold The World

>>3576071
Give us the box, my dude.

Would you look at the time! Looks like I gotta get some sleep. I'll probably continue once I wake up, so take your time if you have any stand ideas you'd like to suggest.

See y'all tomorrow!

>>3576286
U want sum fuk bby? Ben dover n get dis cock bby

>>3576286
Bit of a weird idea, but here's my write in.
Name: Red Barchetta


Visuals: looks is an artificial humanoid looking stand, resembling a cyborg of some sort with red metallic parts.

Stand Stats:
Power - B
Speed - A
Range - D
Durability - C
Precision - B
Potential - B

It's ability would be to control the inertial frames of its user, itself, and nearby objects (potentially including people/stands) allowing them to manipulate their own inertia in comparison to the surroundings.

>>3576286
A quick rundown of stands

>Hard work is for losers, take what you want instead. Also, bitching name.
>A true part 4 stando, but don’t expect anything special
>Matter transmutation 4 dummies
>E S C A L A T I ON
>Why yes, I am the sub-boss of the actual part villain BAD- I saw what you did there
>>3576312
>Why yes, I am the actual part villain

>>3576286
>The Man Who Sold The World

>>3576286
Supporting >>3576312

>>3576286
>The Man Who Sold The World

>>3576286
>The Man Who Sold The World

Only reason I didn't support man who wrote the world and decided to do a write-in was because it seemed like a total villain stand.

>>3576691
Yeah but we get to shout Za Warudo!

>>3576286
Suggesting you get a tripcode, QM.
It's (name)##(password) in the name field, in case you're unaware.

>>3576691
Tbh, aside from Life in the Fast Lane and Out of Touch, all of the stands are somewhere on the minor antagonist-part villain spectrum

>>3576286
>The Man Who Sold The World

>>3574437
>Not picking Amestris.

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QM, are you still planning on tweaking The Man who Sold the World's power as you mentioned at >>3575672? Several aspects of the stand seem a bit limiting, with it being automatic, replacing the original characteristics completely, and only being able to give characteristics to the user. Compared to another characteristic-stealing stand, Soft & Wet, I'm concerned it may not be quite versatile enough to carry us all the way through Part 4 as a protagonist stand.

>>3577007
As a note, I did intentionally give the stand high potential so that over time we could break through the limiting characteristics. Of course QM will totally rejigger the stand so it works, so perhaps that’s a moot point.

>>3577012
Honestly, if the only change is labeling your description "Act 1" I'd be happy with that. It's a solid power, I'm just concerned about its battle applications against the wide variety of stand users in part 4.

>>3576721
Is a tripcode all that important? It doesn't seem all that likely that anyone would try to fake being the QM.
>>3577007
>>3577012
>>3577018
Yep, still planning on tweaking the power. I'll be trying to make it something fun to work with.

Speaking of which, I'm writing the next post right now. I'll post it soon.

>>3577020
>It doesn't seem all that likely that anyone would try to fake being the QM.
I saw it kill a decently popular quest once, but I don't know if it happens often.

>>3577020
It's not required but it's potentially helpful and it's literally a few seconds of typing.
Up to you.

>>3577020
You never know with memesters, especially the highbrow quest crowd

>>3577026
>>3577034
>>3577037
Fair enough. So this is how it works?

>>3577042
Yep.

>>3577042
Yup

>>3577046
Alright. I suppose this is gonna be my trip for this quest.

"Well... I've got a pretty great name. I don't know what it's power would be, but The Man Who Sold the World would be an amazing stand name," you tell the girl, sitting down opposite her. She seems to sink into some deep thought about the name you suggested when you realize... you still don't know her name. "Uh... also, you still haven't introduced yourself to me."

She blinks as you mention that, seeming caught off guard. "O-oh. You're right, I haven't. Well uh... my name's Kassandra Katz. But you can just call me Kass!" Kass suddenly jumps up from her chair after telling you this, wandering over toward a set of cabinets and opening them up to rifle through them. "I guess it was a little unfair for me to know your name when you didn't know mine, huh?"

You nod, and several moments pass in silence. Something about this room feels undeniably comfortable to you. Maybe it's something to do with it being so much like your own room. Well, if your room was less of a perpetual mess, at least. Eventually Miss Katz turns back toward you and... pats your head? You very nearly spill your spaghetti again as she does this, though it's hardly surprising considering the fact that your mom is the only woman you regularly have this much physical contact with.

"So! I think I've got most of everything set up now. Now I just need you to relax and get comfy." You really have no idea what she's planning on doing, but you follow her orders nevertheless, doing your best to calm yourself down. "This'll just take a minute, then we'll be ready to go. Anything you'd like to say before it starts?"

>Ask what exactly she's going to be starting. This is making you a little nervous.
>Tell her you'd rather not. This was fun, but you'll be going now.
>Summon up all of your NEET courage and ask her out while you still have a chance!

>>3577082
>Summon up all of your NEET courage and ask her out while you still have a chance!
More like The Man Who Sold Spaghetti.

>>3577082
>Summon up all of your NEET courage and ask her out while you still have a chance!
Prove that we can move past our social anxiety!

>>3577082
>Summon up all of your NEET courage and ask her out while you still have a chance!
It's worth a shot

>>3577082
>Summon up all of your NEET courage and ask her out while you still have a chance!

First, you stuff your hands deep into your pockets to hold the pasta inside as tightly as you can. Then, you look Kassandra dead in the eyes and tell her, "Kass. I don't know what other opportunity I'll have to say this, so fuck it. Do you wanna go out on a date sometime?"

The good news is that she doesn't look immediately disgusted by your request. The bad news... she seems genuinely shocked by it, and that shock turns into an irritated frown. She huffs at you, folding her arms. "Dammit Tomo-kun! You weren't supposed to just come out and ask it!" You can't exactly tell why, but she seems more mad about the way you asked her than the fact that you did. "I was going to try and make it gentle, but if you wanna play it this way we'll play it this way."

Suddenly, much to your surprise, a weird pink and gold syringe appears in her hand with a sparkly light, the girl's frown fading as she steps up to you. Your rational mind screams at you that whatever's going on, you need to get away from the crazy girl with the big needle. Unfortunately, the noodles are falling from your pockets already, and you aren't capable of doing anything but stammering.

Flaw Activated: Pasta Pockets

Completely unable to stop her, you watch as she jabs the needle into your arm painfully, giving you a small sigh. "Really, Tomo-kun. It's like you don't know the first thing about girls." As she speaks, you start to realize you're slowly passing out. The outside world seems to fade away, and all you can do is sit there. The only thing you can focus on is Kassandra's blushing face -- wait, she's blushing? -- and the sound of her voice. "Besides, even if I did wanna just say yes right away, I don't really know what the rules are about Humans and Elohim dating." You don't know what that means, but right now you don't have the mental capacity to try and work it out.

The last words you hear before the darkness overtakes your vision and you fall asleep are, "But fine... I'll think about it."

(TBC)

>>3577179
>>Elohim
wtf, did we meet God? and why is he a cute anime gril?

>>3577211
Seemed like a plural to me.
We met A god.
Not THE god.
This god however seems unpopular among the others judging from the receptionists reaction.
>tfw asked a god out on a date
Accidentally Chad.

>>3577211
Elohim is plural, Eloah would be singular god. So this is just one of the bunch...

>>3577219
The weeaboo NEET God with no friends, by the looks of things.

. . . What just happened?

>>3577226
We got Daterape-isekai'd by the God of Weeaboos.

>Just realized we could have made Komm Süsser Tod: the Stand
My disappointment with myself is intense!

>>3577233
>stand called Come, Sweet Death
Anon that's about as villain as a stand can get.

>>3577237
We could have been a walking symbol of depression, neetdom, and weebs! The stand We’ve lost... the opportunities we’ve lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you?

>>3577217
>>tfw asked a god out on a date
she was blushing too so there may be something there

I just had a dangerous premonition about the Mystery Box.

>>3577265
Do tell, prescient anon

>>3577007
One potential tweak would be to make the "replacement" temporary, and for stealing something like a stand or strength or something like that, the more powerful a thing you steal, the less time you have with it.

>>3577271
If I say it, that might guarantee the future I saw.
But what would be simultaneously the most and least beneficial thing you could be in JJBA?

>>3577286
Someone far, far away from the action of the series, who doesn't know what's going on.

>>3577281
For me at least, a major component of the stand is that in order to gain you must lose necessarily so characteristics such as strength that are foreign to the user should be permanent. Temporary stand-ability stealing would be a pretty smart way of buffing my idea w/o making it too strong either....

>>3577286
No fucking way. The relic is destroyed!

I have my own idea for the mystery box:
It's the 1999 Morioh from Jojolion's universe, not Part 4's.

You wake up to the sound of bustling people as a skimpily dressed stewardess shakes your shoulder. As she tells you your flight has stopped, you give her a nod and groggily get up out of your seat, wandering off of your plane. The terminal is surprisingly busy, considering how late at night it is. Then again, S City is pretty huge, so it makes sense. You're still a few hours from your destination, so you'll probably end up getting there around early morning. While you dwell on that, your phone starts buzzing in your pocket. Slipping it out into your hand, you look at it and...

FUCK. You suddenly realize that things are very, very wrong. First off, you're wearing an outfit which looks like it would belong in a fashion magazine. It looks like...

>Outfit suggestions.

More importantly though, you're also in S City? Not five minutes ago you were in some crazy weeaboo girl's office, then she stuck you with a needle and now you're in a fictional place? What the fuck? You also now have a slew of memories which aren't yours, like the fact that you can vaguely recognize the phone number that's calling you despite it not being labeled with a name. And... It's 1999? Then why are you holding a smartphone? And--

You collapse backward onto a bench, nearly hyperventilating. You might be able to deal with this if you had no idea what was going on, but unfortunately the reality is hitting you hard. You seriously just got isekaied by a weeaboo... Elohim? You think that's what she called herself. You think that sound plural, but you don't really know what it means.

To make matters worse, even if you did want this... which maybe you did... you weren't prepared for it in the slightest! You also realize in the next moment that your phone is still ringing. Someone who you're pretty sure is important is calling you.

>Ignore the call and put your phone down, you need a moment to process all this.
>Answer the phone and tell them you're busy so they should call back later.
>Answer the phone and try to hold yourself together. You can manage it.

>>3577286 The answer is already written in stone anon. Just say what you think it is.

>>3577365
>Answer the phone and try to hold yourself together. You can manage it.

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>>3577365
>outfit: picrelated
>Answer the phone and try to hold yourself together. You can manage it.
I'll just wait and see, trying to guess the mystery spoils the surprise.

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>>3577365
Bowie impression with some accents added to the suit and hat?

>Answer the phone and try to hold yourself together. You can manage it.

>>3577365
>Outfit: Sharkskin double-breasted suit with white shirt, navy tie, and ostentatious sapphire tie-tack in a gold setting. Black wingtip shoes, and a heavy, overly decorated gold watch.
People in Part 4 wore tons of weird gold ornaments, so we'll go with that. I was also thinking about a long coat like Joseph at the beginning of Part 3 and Jotaro at the beginning of Part 4, but it's probably summer, so maybe pass on that.

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>>3577365
>Outfit:pickrelated
>Answer the phone and try to hold yourself together. You can manage it.

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>>3577405
Attached image is the style Bowie had when he recorded MWSTW, so if we're going to do the Bowie style we may as well go all the way there.

>>3577405
>>3577412
>Bowie style in part 4
I think that's already been taken, guys.

>>3577420
Well, my actual suggestion was >>3577406. I just felt like pointing out that >>3577405 isn't very appropriate for our stand name, which I assume is why anon felt like doing a Bowie take-off.

>>3577406
>>3577365
You know what, this guy has the right of it. Switching >>3577405 to his concept.

>>3577405
Backing this

>>3577365
>Answer the phone and tell them you're busy so they should call back later.

>>3577388
>>3577398
>>3577405
>>3577407
You grit your teeth and lift the phone to your ear, hitting the answer button

>Roll 1d100, best of 3

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3577491

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3577491

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>3577491

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>3577491

As the line opens up, you hear a familiar voice. A gruff sounding Italian man on the other end speaks with a calm, restrained voice which you are well aware is hiding a deep well of primal rage. "Retza. You should have arrived by now. I'm sure you already know your mission, so I'm just calling to confirm that you're prepared. My resources are spread rather thin already, so if you need anything you should tell me now, because any support will take time. Understood?" With that commanding tone and the mention of your mission, your mind experiences a flood of memories. The one that comes to the forefront is the identity of this man... your boss Velio Liberati, a capo working for the gang Passione.

This realization immediately sends you into a spiral. The unending stream of panicked thoughts which were contained in your head have started flowing out of your mouth as a worried mutter, as you accidentally mumble phrases over the phone like "ohgodicantbelieveiminpassione" and "whatthefuckhowdidthishappenthiscantbehappening".

Stat Revealed: Composure - D

"Retza?!" The man shouts from the other end, sounding immediately worried. "Retza what's going on? Did something happen?" Unfortunately, you don't have the sense right now to come up with a good lie or an excuse, so you just shout into the phone, "SORRY I GOTTA GO SOMETHINGS GOING ON!" and immediately hang up on him, staring at your feet in a panic. You stay that way for several minutes, your mind struggling just to wrap itself around everything that's going on.

When you do finally come to your senses again, you look at your phone and realize how much of an idiot you are. But... at least you didn't say anything to him about Kassandra or the fact that you got isekai'd. If you had, he would've had reason to be suspicious of you. Right now he probably just thinks something bad is happening on your end and you're panicking about it. Maybe he even thinks you're in a stand battle...

Realizing that you're better off dealing with this now instead of dwelling on the situation, you try to come up with a plan of what you'll say when you call Liberati back...

>It's simple. You just got a little bit nervous because this is your first mission and you don't want to fuck it up.
>Lie to him. Tell him you were under attack by an enemy stand user, and you just escaped from them.
>Tell him the truth... sort of. Something must have happened because you're suffering from some sort of amnesia. You only just started to remember who you are.
>Just... don't call him back. If he's your boss he's probably used to you acting on your own a lot of the time! Right? [Independent Spirit]

After that, you'll...

>Ask him to remind you what your mission is. You just need a refresher to make sure you haven't forgotten anything.
>Try to remember it on your own.

>>3577628
>It's simple. You just got a little bit nervous because this is your first mission and you don't want to fuck it up.
Given our spaghetti track record, we really are quite a nervous person. It's in character, if not very admirable.

>Try to remember it on your own.
Let's not compound our lameness by asking for a reminder of our mission. The memories seem to be coming to us.

>>3577628
>It's simple. You just got a little bit nervous because this is your first mission and you don't want to fuck it up.

After that, you'll...

>Try to remember it on your own.

>>3577628
Time for a write in
>Lie to him. Tell him that a police officer decided to search us, but the situation has now been resolved.
>Try to remember it on your own.
Saying it was a Stand User could lead to more questions and we don't actually know if Retza shared the same personality we have.

>>3577646
Retza is your last name anon.

>>3577628
Actually I'll support >>3577646. It's a good write-in, which leads into a question I have for you.
Is it possible to improve stats, or gain/lose traits? Considering the "new life" theme, it would be good if we can improve our composure over time, and not be stuck at D-rank forever. Training social skills to remove the flaw we gained earlier would also be good.

>>3577650
I know, but we still don't know if we had the exact same personality from before, but if you're saying we did then I might just switch to "it's simple".

>>3577651
Just steal the composure of a politician or soldier or something.
>>3577655
Actually I'll just stick with my write-in regardless.

Taking a slow breath in through your nose, you redial the number that just called you and lift the phone up to your ear, listening to it ring. When it picks up, you hear Liberati's voice again, this time with a lot of the fury he was trying to stifle on display. "Retza. If you don't have a damned good explanation I'm about to fly myself over there and kick your ass in person. Now what the hell's going on?"

You give him a nervous chuckle and speak with your best Lying To A Gang Member Who's Definitely Killed People Before voice. "It's... nothing to worry about, boss. I ended up getting searched by a cop over here after I landed, and you called at the wrong time. He told me to answer the phone and I uh... didn't handle the call too well. Don't worry though, I talked my way out of the situation."

He doesn't respond immediately, probably considering what you said to him, but eventually a sigh comes over the line. "Kid... whatever the hell you did to attract the attention of a cop, don't do it again. I brought you into my team because I trusted you, if you break that trust I won't be giving you a second chance. Now, I'd scold you harder but I'm running out of time. You have the information for the account, I'll wire fifty thousand yen into it tonight. Get going and don't you dare jeopardize this operation. I'll get in contact next week for a sitrep. Don't fuck up."

Before you even have time to assure him you're going to do better, he hangs up on you. Your vague memories tell you that you aren't likely to be able to reach him at that number anymore. That was probably a burner phone, and it's likely in the trash already. Stuffing your phone back away, you stand up and continue moving, walking yourself out of the terminal while you try to remember your mission.

You can recall that you were definitely headed for Morioh. Aside from that, you don't have much of an idea what a member of Passione would want with the small Japanese town. You think you were either supposed to retrieve something from there or gather information about something there, but you can't recall which it was. In the meantime, on your way out of the airport you come across a few things of note.

One is a small stand, behind which somebody is selling all kinds of garbage to tourists. Awful keychains, stupid bumper stickers, shirts with kanji on them that you can already see starting to peel off. Obviously you're not going to buy anything though, so you move on. Making your way along, you also see some guy wearing a cheap suit in a way you think is meant to look tough. For some reason he has his arm around the shoulders of someone who looks absolutely terrified, and he walks the guy off out of sight around a corner to a secluded place. As much as you think that might be bad, you realize now isn't the time to stir up shit. So you continue along your way until you reach a long line of taxis waiting for passengers. Flipping out your wallet and opening it up you see that... all of your money is Italian. You have plenty of lire, but not a single yen to your name. Boss said that he'd be sending some to an account, but he made it sound like that wouldn't be until later. You'll have to...

>Just try to pickpocket someone passing by you. You can use the bumbling tourist angle as a cover to explain bumping into them.
>Turn around and go find that guy in the cheap suit. He was probably mugging the other guy, so you're justified in taking his wallet!
>Go back to the stall. It didn't have a register, so the guy must be putting the money somewhere. If you can use your stand to just nab a few bills...
>Just go from cab to cab asking if they'll accept lire. Maybe one of them will...

>>3577784
>Turn around and go find that guy in the cheap suit. He was probably mugging the other guy, so you're justified in taking his wallet!
What’s he gonna do, tell the police the mugger was mugged?

>>3577784
>Turn around and go find that guy in the cheap suit. He was probably mugging the other guy, so you're justified in taking his wallet!
Sounds like an absolutely reasonable course of action.

>>3577784
>Turn around and go find that guy in the cheap suit. He was probably mugging the other guy, so you're justified in taking his wallet!
This should be entertaining...

>>3577784
>Turn around and go find that guy in the cheap suit. He was probably mugging the other guy, so you're justified in taking his wallet!

This, and maybe give the guy he's mugging a few hundred yen from the wallet we take to keep his mouth shut about it.

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Striding confidently toward where you saw the probably-mugging occur, you fold your arms and put on your best menacing look. Unfortunately, the situation hasn't changed your physique any, so your menacing look isn't that menacing. As you round the corner, you spot exactly what you were expecting to spot. The guy in the crappy suit has the nervous-looking tourist up against the wall, and is holding a pretty big knife up against him. The tourist looks just about to piss his pants, but he seems to loosen up slightly as the tough guy spins toward you, giving you a glare.

"Alright prettyboy, you're gonna forget what you saw here and--" He cuts off what he was saying halfway through and suddenly shoves his previous victim down onto the ground behind him. Then he begins slowly walking toward you, waving the knife at you menacingly. "Nevermind. You're gonna take off that fancy tie thing, the nice watch, and everything else but your shirt and pants, then you're gonna give me your wallet. If you don't, somebody here is going to get pretty badly cut up. Got it?" Sadly, the poor guy doesn't realize who he's threatening. Shaking your head defiantly, you decide to take out your stand for the very first time, mostly just to check and see if he has one too.

Putting on your very best pose, with your hips tweaked to the side and your torso leaned back, you look to the side of him and pull out your stand. As the punching ghost escapes from your body, you see the faint outline of a humanoid figure. So it's definitely your standard human shape punching ghost. After that you see... it stays a faint outline. The Man Who Sold the World doesn't materialize into a distinct form of any sort, you can see right through him like he's made of thin fog. Nevertheless, the man with the knife doesn't react to it, and just seems to get pissed at your defiance.

"Fine, you wanna play it that way?! I'm not scared of cutting up a kid!", he roars, sprinting toward you with the knife. You almost immediately realize that your own body isn't going to have any chance at pulling off fancy maneuvers like smacking the knife out of his hand or carefully dodging it and using his momentum to throw him.

Stat Revealed: Finesse - D

So instead, you make use of your other advantage. Mentally commanding your stand to punch the man, you watch as... The Man Who Sold The World's arm swings right through his face. With a shocked look on your face, you just barely manage to move yourself out of the way in time, his knife grazing your arm and leaving a gash in your suit. Apparently your stand doesn't have the ability to punch things. Great.

>Try to deal with him physically then. Even if he's stronger and faster than you you're probably smarter than him!
>Run away! Try to get some help from security at the airport!
>Activate your stand's ability! Even if you don't know what it does it's gotta help here!

>>3578250
>Activate your stand's ability! Even if you don't know what it does it's gotta help here!

>>3578250
>Activate your stand's ability! Even if you don't know what it does it's gotta help here!
There's really no other option here.

>>3578265
Supporting, maybe we'll steal his suit jacket or something, but then our jacket and pants wouldn't be matching.

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>>3578250
>Activate your stand's ability! Even if you don't know what it does it's gotta help here!
>When the punchghost is all ghost and no punch

>>3578263
>>3578265
>>3578311
>>3578411
Stepping back away from him, you give your stand a mental command to uh... do something?

>Roll 1d100, best of 3

tfw captcha tells you to pick out traffic lights and then gives you an image of a street sign with a picture of some traffic lights on it

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>3578424

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>3578424

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3578424

>>3578426
>>3578427
>>3578438
Exceedingly mediocre

>>3578426
>>3578427
>>3578438
Tell me this doesn't determine anything permanent about us...

At your command, you watch your stand move toward the knife-wielding tough guy, suddenly grabbing onto his hand. You watch in amazement as you see him begin to pull out what looks like a ghostly copy of his hand, glowing with a golden light.

Stand Stats Revealed
Power: None
Speed: None
Range: C
Durability: None
Precision: None
Potential: A

Before your eyes, the spectral copy of the man's hand is crushed in your stand's invisible fingers and pops in a swirl of golden sparkles. A moment later, you see a flash of what looks like the golden hand appearing overtop your own stand's hand. Then the golden hand fades away to reveal a different hand tinted a soft grey color. The only part of your stand which is distinctly visible now is that right hand it took, but if you're lucky it's probably going to be able to punch now...

Stand Stats Updated
Power: None -> C
Speed: None -> D
Durability: None -> E
Precision: None -> D

Suddenly, you see the asshole's eyes go wide as the fingers on his right hand suddenly uncurl, causing him to drop the knife. He stares at the hand for a moment before quickly crouching down and reaching for the knife, shouting, "Wha-- what the hell?! Why can't I feel my hand anymore?" Just as he wraps his fingers around the handle, you have The Man smash his fist into the side of his head, sending him tumbling to the side.

With a furious look, your assailant gets back up onto his feet, holding the knife in his left hand and giving you a death glare. "Nice cheapshot asshole! It won't happen agai--" He's cut off once more as your stand punches him in the gut, sending him doubling over. He weakly mumbles, "Wh-when did you--" Once more, you cut him off with a rush of punches, shouting,

>An ora ora style rush shout (Suggestions please!)
>A primal scream
>Nothing

As the man crumples to the ground, you spin around and do a pose with your back turned to him, letting your stand fade away. With that out of the way, you make your way toward the knife wielding fuckbag and start rifling through his pockets, eventually finding his wallet. Inside, you find... a single 1000 yen note. Dammit. Letting out a sigh, you turn to the man who just got saved from a mugging. He's definitely pissed his pants now.

>Ask him if he's alright, and if he needs you to get him some first aid.
>Ask him for a reward for saving him.
>Leave him there and go figure out what you're going to do with 1000 yen.

>Also, is there anything else you wanted to take from the punk or anything else you wanted to do to him?

>>3578470
>An ora ora style rush shout (HYATATATATA!)
>>Ask him if he's alright, and if he needs you to get him some first aid.

It couldn't hurt to build some goodwill here, and we might need connections later on.

>>3578470
>Nothing
Channel our NEET nature of being motionless and silent!

>Leave him there and go figure out what you're going to do with 1000 yen.

>Also, is there anything else you wanted to take from the punk or anything else you wanted to do to him?
Can we take his strength and coordination for Tomoya, like anon's first suggested version of the stand? If not, let's just leave him there.

>>3578490
>>3578470
Supporting on both counts

QMs bedtime now! See everyone tomorrow probably, but likely not before 4PM PST.

So in a Black Sabbath-esque manner the Man Who Sold the World can rip out parts of people’s souls, and then assume that over itself? I’m going to guess that the stand stats themselves vary based on the current composition of The Man.... interesting. Should we rip out the rest of his soul? Probably not, that’d kill him...

>>3578501
I was just lurking, but this seems like an appropriate time to say that I've really enjoyed this thread, QM. So thanks.

>>3578470
>Nothing
>Ask him if he's alright, and if he needs you to get him some first aid.

>>3578470
>Nothing
>Leave him there and go figure out what you're going to do with 1000 yen.

>>3578470
>Nothing
>Leave him there and go figure out what you're going to do with 1000 yen.
Can't remember if I voted yet

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Split vote, rolling to resolve.
1: Ask if he's alright
2: Leave him there

Silently ignoring the subtle scent of urine wafting from the man, you approach the guy you just saved. He looks up at you in a mixture of awe and confusion, asking, "What... just happened?" It's good to know that he's just as confused as he should be, but you have to think for a moment before you respond.

"I think you must've gotten mixed up when you were shoved down. I just beat him up, nothing special. Speaking of that, are you alright? Do you need someone to check you out?" You idly glare at the cut in your nice suit, regretting that you let a standless nobody mess up your outfit.

He shakes his head and tells you, "No no, I'm fine. I hit my head a little but it's okay." Being the good samaritan that you are, you decide that it's better to be safe than sorry and get right up in his face, telling him that you're going to check for a concussion. While you do this, you realize something mildly worrisome. Since you started the fight with the mugger, a few people have peeked around at what's going on, but most left without getting involved. It made sense when you thought they were all just regular people, but as you finish up checking on the pee pants guy you notice a security guard checking what's going on here.

You mentally prepare to try and talk your way out of this when the guard looks at the mugger and shakes his head, turning around and walking away without a word. As fortunate as you are to not have to deal with him, you're pretty shocked. Dealing with this sort of thing is his job, isn't it? Why would he just walk away like he didn't see anything?

While you dwell on that, you hear the mugger starting to stir. It seems he's already waking up from his nap, must be a light sleeper. He looks up at you with the most vitriolic death glare you think you've ever seen, and speaks with his tough guy voice quivering like he's a schoolboy asking out a girl for the first time. "You... you're gonna get it, asshole... I'm gonna tell my aniki about you, and- and he's gonna end you! Watch your back you--"

You don't let him blather on any longer, smashing a foot right into his temple and letting him roll over onto his back and go unconscious again. Looking at him, a part of you is tempted to take his suit jacket as punishment for damaging yours, but it probably wouldn't be worthwhile. The thing is so garbage, you're sure he could get another one for practically nothing. The only thing that might be hard to replace is that gold pin on his jacket, but even that is probably cheap crap.

Not taking his threat seriously, you walk away from the situation only a little bit richer, wondering what you're going to do. ¥1000 is hardly enough to get you a taxi all the way to Morioh. It looks like your only solid options here are...

>Make your way to a bank and just wait for the account your boss gave you to recieve some funds.
>See if you can find a place that'll turn your lire into yen so you can get moving. All of the places in the airport were closed, because apparently they didn't operate at 2AM.
>See if you can hitchhike your way to Morioh. Maybe it'll work!

>>3579979
>Make your way to a bank and just wait for the account your boss gave you to recieve some funds.

>>3579976
>Make your way to a bank and just wait for the account your boss gave you to recieve some funds.

>>3579976
Look for the bus that would take you to Morioh

>>3579976
>>Make your way to a bank and just wait for the account your boss gave you to recieve some funds.

>>3579979
>See if you can find a place that'll turn your lire into yen so you can get moving. All of the places in the airport were closed, because apparently they didn't operate at 2AM.
Changing the money we have isn't just a solution in the moment; it'll stay useful. Until we get to that account, changing our lire should be priority #1.

>>3580075
Fair enough.
Changing my vote from this >>3579997 to
>See if you can find a place that'll turn your lire into yen so you can get moving. All of the places in the airport were closed, because apparently they didn't operate at 2AM.

>>3580075
Changing to this

>>3579979
>See if you can find a place that'll turn your lire into yen so you can get moving. All of the places in the airport were closed, because apparently they didn't operate at 2AM.
I feel like the 50,000 yen in the account may have a specific purpose. I'd rather spend my own lire than a mobsters money.

Making a way toward a taxi, you pull the banknote you just pilfered out of your pocket and wave it at one of the drivers, knocking on the door. "Hey, I've got a question." You speak to him with an Italian accented impeccable Japanese you definitely didn't have before this whole thing started. "None of the currency exchange places are open right now. All I've got is this thousand yen, but I can give you more if you can take me somewhere that trades for foreign money."

The man behind the wheel shakes his head at you and tells you he doesn't know where he'd get that, and you're forced to try several times before you get an affirmative answer. Speaking in what you recognize as broken Japanese through what sounds like some sort of Chinese accent, the man eagerly nods. "Of course sir! You are my best customer, I will give you a great deal! Get in taxi and I will take you to great place! Very much money can trade!" As much as the man doesn't seem entirely trustworthy, this seems like your best bet right now.

Giving the guy a suspicious look, you hop into the back of the car and tell him to get going. He extends his hand back waiting for you to hand him the bill until you tell him, "You'll be payed when you actually bring me there. Now get moving." This causes his fake smile to falter for a moment, but he puts it back on and begins driving off into the streets of S City.

All things considered, you're pretty lucky that anyone was willing to believe you. Most people in a city like this would assume you're trying to scam them into giving you a ride across the city for a measly 1000 yen, despite your assurances that you'd pay them in full once you've arrived. The drive isn't too long and you're taken into the entrance of one of the many alleys of the urban sprawl. Curiously, instead of taking the money you have and waiting for you to come back with more, your driver parks the car and pulls the key out of the ignition, getting out and gesturing for you to follow him.

Following is something you're good at, letting him take you along into a stairwell hidden pretty far from anywhere visible on the street, and the two of you make your way up three flights of stairs. You watch as he opens the door and pushes his way into a room which looks to be a small office space, with three men sitting at the center playing a card game on a folding table. The driver gives them a huge grin and cheerfully says, "Basho-san! I bring you new customer, he is from a very far off land! Sadly he bringed no Japanese money for to have fun in S City, so he need you to help him."

You nod and approach 'Basho-san', whoever of the three men he is. Your danger alarms are definitely going off by this point, but you decide to see this through regardless. The man currently dealing cards sets down his and stands up, reaching a hand out to shake yours. "Suzuki Basho, at your service. And you are?"

"Narseo Urbano, it's a pleasure to meet you." The fake identity slips out of your mouth so naturally it causes you to realize that you have a whole list of them in the back of your head. With it, you recall being ordered to not give anyone your real name unless they can be trusted. "I hear you can trade currency? I have a wallet full of lire I can't spend here."

"Of course. Just give me a minute and sit down right in that chair." As Basho, the somewhat lithe, average salaryman-looking currency trader stands up and makes his way toward a filing cabinet, his two coworkers stand up from their paused card game. Unlike Basho, these two are significantly more intimidating, each of them being pretty bulky. Soon enough he finishes up and stands before you while you sit, giving you a pleasant smile. "Would you believe I never meant to be doing this? It's not my job. I just got interested in collecting foreign currencies, one thing lead to another, and I ended up trading with tourists who need some cash."

The man is clearly pretty charismatic. He's growing on you already. Honestly, if you didn't know any better you'd say he feels less like a stranger and more like an old friend. You pull out your wallet and slip out a wad of bills, asking, "How much can you handle? If I remember from the rates I checked before I left, this should be worth around twenty-thousand yen."

He takes the cash from you happily, flipping through it and seeming to do some mental calculations. "Right, right... I see. Well, you're close enough. However, I'm sorry but... I'm not doing this for free. I'm going to have to take a portion off the top in exchange for the service, if that's alright with you. For this amount I should be able to give you... five... no, four thousand yen."

Thinking it over for a moment, something seems wrong about that. You were sure about the exchange rate you looked up. Then again, he does have to take some for himself, it's only fair. Giving him a shrug, you decide that he's already doing you a favor, and he really does seem like a nice guy. So you...

>Tell him that you'll take it. It sounds fair to you.
>Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.
>Tell him you really only need enough cash to pay back the guy who drove you here, he can keep the rest.
(Write-ins not allowed.)

However, something is nagging at the back of your mind...

>Roll 1d100, best of 3

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>3580504
>Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.
This is the work of....

>>3580549
Yo what the fuck rngesus

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3580504
>Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.
He's either dangerous, and this is the cautious move, or he's an old friend messing with me and will get a laugh out of it.

>>3580549
Well. I gotta figure out just what you're gonna get as a reward for this crit... tomorrow. Headed to bed for the night, will resume in the morning.

>>3580504
>Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.

dice+1d100

>>3580549
can't beat that roll but QM said to roll thrice.

> >Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.
obviously best decision we could make in this situation. Not odd at all.

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Rolled 53 (1d100)

mfw I screw up the first time rolling dice. ofc i do.

>>3580504
>Tell him you can't accept that much. You'll take two thousand yen, that seems better.
Isn't that like
20 dollars?

>>3580733
It's 0.92 USD per 100 yen, but equating yen to cents is often close enough for an estimation.

>>3580733
>>3580737
On today's date in 1999, the exchange rate was 0.83USD to 100JPY which gives us $16.60. The spending power of the USD decreases by a factor of 50% every 23 years on average however, so accounting for inflation, it would be equivalent to walking around with $28.86 today. Add to that the 1000 Yen we 'found' in the alley, and that brings us to what would be about $43 today.

So that should be enough for a cab or a decent meal, but definitely not both.

You only give it a moment's thought before telling him, "Basho-san, four thousand is a lot of money. I'll take two, and we'll call that fair." With that, you reach your hand out to shake his, entirely happy with this transaction. That's when you notice it. Something on your shoulder.

Your head slowly turns to look at it and you finally notice it. A child-sized stand clinging to your back, whispering into your ear. It doesn't seem to react to your looking at it, but now you can actually hear the things it's been saying to you since it latched onto you. "Basho-sama is a wonderful man. He would never cheat you. He deserves everything you could give to him. He's like your best friend. You want to come back to meet Basho again when you have more money."

A part of you begins questioning your sanity. Basho is such a wonderful man, he can't be trying to trick you using some stand! You quickly shove that part of your mind down and let the rational part take hold. This is just like it was when you were reading Jojo for the first time. Within the chapter a stand was introduced, you usually managed to figure out exactly what it's abilities were. This thing is no different.

New Skill:
Stand Savant - Heightened ability to predict stand abilities and traits

Enemy Stand Info Revealed!
Name: Whispered Words (Pretty Lies)
Ability: This stand can whisper into a person's ear and subliminally alter their thoughts, allowing the user to change their minor opinions and beliefs.

Basho's eyes go wide as he sees you looking right at his stand, so you casually brush some nonexistent dust off of your shoulder and look back up at him. He calms down a bit, but now he's on edge. You also now realize that his two coworkers are obviously supposed to be his muscle. The situation could go bad fast now if you don't handle it correctly...

>Attempt to steal a part of his body like with the man you fought earlier.
>Go straight for an attack, have your stand beat him into a pulp.
>Try to pretend you changed your mind and get a good deal out of this.
>Go along with the deal and figure out what to do once you're outside of this office.

>>3581838
>Attempt to steal a part of his body like with the man you fought earlier.
Aw nice that's a pretty great skill we just got.

>>3581838
>Attempt to steal a part of his body like with the man you fought earlier.

>>3581838
>See if you can steal the mouth off his stand.

>>3581838
Does 「The Man who Sold the World」still have that punk's fist, or is it wholly intangible again? That's a major factor in what we need to do here.

>>3581887
You don't know. You'd have to pull him out to check.
>>3581845
Speaking of skills, the stuff I'm posting isn't arbitrary. Your traits and flaws and stats all have an effect on the efficacy of the actions you can perform. So you guys might want to keep track of them.

>>3581919
Maybe make a Pastebin to keep track?

>>3581919
How about you make a character sheet in pastebin?

>>3581838
>Attempt to steal a part of his body like with the man you fought earlier.

>>3581838
>Attempt to steal a part of his body like with the man you fought earlier.

>>3581924
>>3581961
Support. I’ll tell ya QM, these things are important.

>>3581924
>>3581961
>>3582043
I could make one, but I can't guarantee I would be keeping it completely up to date. I already forget to update my notes a lot of the time.

Also,
>Do you try to take it from him or from his stand?
And
>Roll 1d100, best of 3

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>3582200
>from his stand

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>3582200
>Take a bodypart from him, because his stand is one of the weak in a straight-on fight sort, like that guy's lock.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3582200
>Him
Ah, pastebins don’t need to be perfect

>>3582224
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>>3582224
O fuck me
>Get a natty
>Get a 1
Memes

Determined to resolve the situation before they realize that you're a threat, you kick yourself forward out of the chair and send The Man Who Sold the World hurtling toward Basho. You trip as you do this, landing face first on the floor, but it's already too late for him! Your stand reaches into his body and pulls out... absolutely nothing.

With his eyes wide, Basho stumbles back up against the wall, away from your stand. He suddenly shouts out, "Attack him, idiots! He's trying to kill me!" You barely have time to lift your face off of the floor when you feel a foot stomp on you, followed by a kick that sends you tumbling across the floor. The leg that got stomped on hurts like hell, but it's the least of your issues right now. Dragging yourself up with the water cooler you landed beside, you look up to see the two thugs who were playing cards with Basho headed toward you to beat the hell out of you.

While all that was happening Basho managed to pull his stand back, and right now he's on the opposite side of the room, well outside of your stand's range. With two bastards between you and him, both of them physically stronger than you, you don't have too many options.

>Try to beat them up with your stand so you can get to Basho.
>Try to get around them so you can beat the hell out of Basho.
>Run away! You may not have your money but the door is right there!
>Beg for him to just let you go.

>>3582248
>Try to beat them up with your stand so you can get to Basho.
GIVE ME YOUR LEGS

>>3582248
>Try to beat them up with your stand so you can get to Basho.

>>3582248
>>Try to beat them up with your stand so you can get to Basho.
possibly only take there skin i want to see what would happen

>>3575620
please let us steal from animals

>>3582255
>>3582264
>>3582311
TIME FOR VIOLENCE!!!

>Roll 1d100, best of 3

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3582492
What is this, that stands before me?

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3582492

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3582492

Using a hand to steady yourself, you wait for the first guy to come rushing toward you. Just as he comes within striking distance, you slam your stand's fist as hard as you can into the side of his head, causing him to stumble to the side and collapse onto the ground. With one down, you rush forward and prepare to take down the one with the confused look on his face. Unfortunately, you only then realize that you definitely shouldn't be putting any weight onto the leg he crushed.

Flaw Gained: Broken leg

Despite tumbling to the ground, you still manage to get a good hit in on him. Even better, in fact, since he wasn't expecting an invisible uppercut from a guy falling toward the floor. While one falls down, the other gets up, cracking his knuckles as he gives you a suspicious look. "Hey Boss? Is this guy an esper like you? How can he hit us without us seein it?"

Basho hurriedly shouts "Yes yes he's an esper okay?! Just take care of him!" The one who asked the question seems to be the smarter of the two, staying back and trying to figure out a plan of action. The other guy just gets up and tries to run over to kick you, earning him a punch in the gut. This happens two more times as you drag yourself up from the floor, the guy seeming to just get more and more pissed off each time you hit him.

Once you're back on your feet, you take an opportunity to swiftly try and steal his left hand. It works out rather well for you as the same thing happens once more. That golden copy of his hand appears, and your stand... absorbs it? Whatever it's doing, now your stand has two hands. Similar to before, the guy gawks at his left hand, shouting, "What the hell did he just do?! I can't feel my han--" You cut him off with an uppercut straight to the jaw, accidentally causing him to bite the tip of his tongue clean off. While he shouts from pain as a result, you box his ears and then slam a punch into his nose hard enough to knock him clean out.

When his friend sees what happened to him, he just shakes his head and starts walking toward the door. "It was fun, bossman, but I'm out. No way I'm gonna go toe to toe with one of you freaks." Frankly, you don't blame him. Going up against a stand user without your own stand is practically suicidal. Now there's just the matter of how you deal with Basho, since the cab driver ran off a while ago.

>Steal a part from his stand.
>Beat him up and then steal a part from his stand.
>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works.

>>3582658
>Steal as much of his stand as possible. Really push your limits.

>>3582658
>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works

We should try to learn more about our stand so in the future we can fight smarter.

>>3582689
Also wanted to add, if possible, if our leg is broken can we take his leg basically fixing our broken leg? Or only our stand gets the parts? Kinda confused about our stand not gunna lie.

>>3582658
>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works.
We [i]really[/i] need to learn the ins and outs of The Man who Sold the World.

>>3582658
>>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works.
Also guys,
look what I found.
http://www.pages.drexel.edu/~dft29/Stand_Generator/Stand-Generation-Overdrive.html

>>3582658
>Steal a part from his stand.

>>3582658
>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works.

Update today?

>>3584435
Been trying to update, bit I've been more busy than usual today so we'll see.

Gets 91 gets broken leg qm wtf fix your mistake

>>3584467
Take your time QM. We can wait.

>>3582658
>Tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to better understand how your stand works.

While we're at it what is there to nab from this guy? Obviously we can switch our busted leg with his healthy onebut what else can we steal? IQ points? Nah that wouldn't be worth it unless his IQ was somehow bigger than ours which I'm guessing isn't the case. Oh, maybe memories? He might have a stash somewhere and we can switch some useless memories for that info...

>>3585183
The broken leg was for the 1, dipshit.

>>3585183
91 means we only have a broken leg, rather than the Yuya treatment.

>>3585224
>switch our busted leg with his healthy one
If we steal one of his legs, our legs won't be the same length as one another. Unless we can steal the "property" of "health", I'd recommend against it.

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Recognizing that Basho definitely would've just used his own stand to fight you if his was worth anything, you slowly approach him with your own stand just behind you, it's shadowy figure as threatening as you can make it. He's apparently threatened enough that he doesn't want to chance a fight, as the moment you come into range he scrambles to his feet and tries to run away. Apparently he must not have realized that a stand like yours can grab him from well outside of your own physical reach, wrapping it's hand around his neck and lifting him into the air.

So, good first test. Your stand can grab people without pulling out that soul thing and absorbing it. While 「The Man」 holds him, you grab a spool of ethernet cabling out of a nearby cabinet and begin tying him up. However, you realize something peculiar as you're busy wrapping the cable tightly around his wrists. Your hands don't look normal. Your right hand looks completely different to how it's supposed to look, it's calloused and the nails are cut flat, unlike your own soft hands with fingernails perpetually cut short by your constant biting at them.

Your left hand looks more like how you're used to, but the slight differences are noticeable. They're even more noticeable when you realize that, gradually, the hand is changing shape right before your eyes. Combined with the way your stand swiped through Basho without grabbing anything earlier, you start to come to some realizations about your stand. To test your theories, you push him down and start to use him as a guinea pig.

First, you start by taking one of his feet. A minor thing, but as you pull out of his body, instead of pulling off that golden copy, you pull out what looks like his stand's foot. As per usual, 「The Man」 absorbs it and gains a new foot of his own. With that done, you attempt to take his other foot from him. The moment you pull it out of his body though, the old foot flies out of your stand into him. It seems you can only have a single piece of a person's stand at a time. On a whim, you also release the body part, proving that you can let go of one at any time.

Next, you try taking as much out of him as you can. Grabbing the back of his leg, you drag out as much as you can, which turns out to be... just about the size of his foreleg. Just taking that much drains you though, leaving you panting for air. Maybe you'll be able to get more once you're more practiced?

Finally, your last experiment is replacing the part of your leg which is broken with his. Unfortunately, despite how long you wait for your leg to change, the pain from the injury doesn't seem to fade, and it doesn't get any easier to walk on it.

Stand Info Gained:
The Man Who Stole the World has the ability to steal body parts from the stands or souls of other people. When a body part is stolen, it seems to alter it's own stats in certain ways. The stats of stands you take parts from may be the deciding factor for how 「The Man」's stats will change, though you don't have enough data to be certain. When a part is stolen, it also changes the shape of 「The Man」's user's body to match the shape of that part on the enemy's body, though as far as you can tell the change only seems to be visual in nature. It doesn't impart any extra abilities or other physical properties. Given 「The Man」's A in potential, however, all of this may be subject to change.

With that finished, you stand up and decide on what to do next...

(Pick 1 or more)
>Look around for the stash he likely has around here to do business with.
>Take a part of Basho's stand (what part?)
>Do more experimentation. (Do what?)
>Knock Basho out and untie him.
>Write-in

>>3586001
>Take a part of Basho's stand (what part?)
The mouth?
The... vocal chords?
Does a stand even have those?

>>3586001
>Look around for the stash he likely has around here to do business with.
>Tell him that you're going to exchange your lire at an equitable rate, and that if he tells the police or other Stand users about you he's as good as dead.
>Do NOT knock him out, that only works in movies (assuming this isn't some insane movie)

>>3586031
You know his stand has a neck, at least.

>>3586046
>Do NOT knock him out, that only works in movies
What? Do people not fall unconscious in real life? I'm confused what you mean by this.

>>3586060
Hitting people very hard doesn't really put them to sleep and often has much more serious consequences. Repeated trauma is different of course, but I doubt NEET-san is a boxer by trade. A hold would be more viable, but once again I have to doubt NEET-san's abilities. Maybe if he inherited his "role's" abilities...

>>3586077
This is anime land where Jotaro can non-lethally punch you at supersonic speeds dozens of times and not instagib you.
Let's not get into this.

>>3586077
It's not hard to choke someone out though? You don't need to be some kind of an expert to block oxygen from reaching the brain without crushing the person's windpipe. Especially when you're a person who's intelligent enough to realize that what you're trying to block are the arteries, not the throat.

Besides, >>3586108 is right. Realism went out the door the moment you got a stand. You should just embrace it.

>>3586108
True. Steely Dan is still alive, and this is part 4 rather than 5 on...

Still don't see the need to knock him out. We've overcome his stand.

>>3586001
>Look around for the stash he likely has around here to do business with.
Fuck the exchange rate, we're collecting all the money he has in exchange for our broken leg. Tell him he's dead if he tries to tell any cops or other stand users.
>Take a part of Basho's stand (what part?)
If possible, take the mouth, tongue, and throat. That should be the complete set of power-related bodyparts. If taking all three isn't doable, just take the throat, as that'd contain the vocal cords.

Quickly reaching down and stuffing the lire you handed Basho into your pocket, as well as his wallet, you immediately begin searching around the place for his stash, intentionally throwing around objects to completely trash the place, just out of spite. The spite is primarily driven by the pain you still feel from the broken leg, as you dig through the place to find your reward for dealing with this scumbag.

Eventually you run into what looks like a locked cabinet, and force it open. Inside, you find a briefcase and pull it out. Opening it up, you find stacks of cash of all kinds, from pesos to pounds sterling. Just filtering through it, ignoring all the foreign bills, altogether you find about twenty-eight thousand yen. Definitely enough to get you a ride to Morioh, plus some extra funds to hold on to for the time being. Though, how much of it are you going to take?

>Just the twenty-thousand your lire is worth, and give him the lire in exchange.
>Just the twenty-thousand, and don't give him any lire.
>All of the yen you found.
>The whole briefcase, all the money inside.
>Nothing.

With that out of the way, you waltz toward Basho and have your stand rip his out of his body, holding it by the neck. With surprisingly little hesitation, you rip off the neck and absorb it into your stand, watching as it appears on 「The Man」. "So, Mister Basho. I hope you take this as a lesson on what happens to those stupid enough to rip people off like this. Understood?"

Curiously, you watch as Basho starts flapping his lips. He's acting like he's trying to talk, but all you can hear is the breath leaving his lips. His expression gets even more horrified as he realizes it himself, trying in vein to speak out loud. It seems that taking his neck from him has stolen his ability to speak, though fortunately he can still breathe. Judging by the swallow that comes along with his mortified look, he can swallow too. So he should still be able to get food and oxygen. He just won't be able to speak, which should keep him from swindling anyone else.

With a satisfied look on your face, you limp out of the office building, already thinking about what to do next. You could always head into the city if you think there's anything worth doing here, or you could make your way to Morioh and hope you'll remember what your mission was on the way there. Or you could go to a hospital in the hopes of fixing up that broken leg, but that could be a mess all by itself. You're not exactly a Japanese citizen. At the very least, you did take the time while you were experimenting to bandage it up with a first aid kit you found and give yourself a makeshift splint.

>Go to Morioh, you might even find someone to help you heal it while there.
>Go to the hospital, you need to get healed up.
>Explore S City. There's no point in hanging around here.

>>3587554
>The whole briefcase, all the money inside.
>Go to Morioh, you might even find someone to help you heal it while there.
Finally, a quest where metagaming is in character.

>>3587572
Support
Help us Josuke.

>>3587554
>All of the yen you found
That worked splendidly
>Go to Morioh, you might even find someone to help you heal it while there.

>>3587554
>>The whole briefcase, all the money inside.
>>Go to Morioh, you might even find someone to help you heal it while there.

we ded?

As you walk down the stairs and out of the office building, you reflect on just what's going on for a moment. You honestly don't know what kind of acid trip this is, but somehow you've found yourself stuck in the world of Jojo's with a brand new identity as a member of the Italian gang Passione. If that wasn't enough, it's only been half a day and you've already roughed up three separate people, had your leg broken, and stole what seems like more money than you've ever had before from a guy trying to scam you. Talk about a Bizarre Adventure...

Unfortunately, the cab guy who drove you here seems to have fucked off already. You get the feeling it wouldn't have mattered much if you beat him up too though. People like him are probably a dime a dozen in a city like this. Instead of worrying about that, you pull out your phone and call for a taxi, wondering just what you were supposed to be doing in Morioh. All of the memories from this other personality seem to be hazy, but you remember something about information gathering, so you figure the first step here should be to figure out just what the state of the little Japanese town is.

Has Kira been defeated yet? Has he even appeared as a threat? Is this before the events of part 4 have even started? All things considered, your assumption that this is part 4 at all might be wrong. For all you know you're headed into Jojolion territory. While you wonder about that, the cab you called for shows up and you climb into it, kicking back with a bottle of soda you purchased while you waited. "Take me to Morioh-cho, as quick as you're willing to go. I don't really have any time to waste."

Thinking about your predicament from a wider scope, you start to wonder just what interest a Passione capo would have in Morioh. You doubt the crime syndicate has any interest in expanding into Japan. Doing operations half-way around the globe would probably be pretty inconvenient. Maybe they caught wind of the Speedwagon Foundation getting involved here and they're sending you in as a scout to figure out exactly what's going on? Hopefully you figure it out sooner rather than later.

(TBC)

>>3592758 Not quite yet. QM has just been suffering from some mild writer's block.

>>3593032
Calling it now, we're here to retrieve the stand arrow.

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Before long, an eerily familiar view comes into sight through the windows of the taxi. With the sun just rising over the horizon, you watch the passing landscape as you crest a verdant green hill, the sky starting to glow a beautiful bright orange. The driver says something to you about beef tongue, but you don't really bother to pay much attention, pretty entranced by the sight of the little town coming into view.

It doesn't take long for you to reach Morioh, looking around at the scenery as you're driven through the streets. If the situation were different, you'd love to live in a place like this. It just exudes all the calm comforts you could hope for from a small town. Not that you'd likely experience much of it, since you'd be hiding away in your room most of the day, like always. You quickly brush aside that thought as the car reaches the station you told the driver to go to, as you find that the price for the drive was 15520 yen. You grumble a little bit about the price, but quickly hand over the money you were asked for and get out of the cab. A bus definitely would have been cheaper, it's too bad there weren't any headed toward Morioh at that hour.

Glancing at your phone, you note that it's just past 6 AM. The town is noticeably starting to wake up by now, so wherever you end up going, people will likely be awake by the time you get there. Then again, you're not really sure where exactly you're going. You may know a lot about this town, but you don't have the slightest clue how it's laid out. You want to get that leg dealt with quickly...

>Try to look through phonebooks or whatever else you can find to call up the Higashikata household.
>Ask for directions to the Higashikata home.
>Ask for directions to the local high school and wait there.
>Ask around to see if anyone knows where a new Italian restaurant in town is at.

>>3593338
>Ask around to see if anyone knows where a new Italian restaurant in town is at.
We even have the perfect currency!

>>3593338
>Ask around to see if anyone knows where a new Italian restaurant in town is at.

>>3593338
>Ask around to see if anyone knows where a new Italian restaurant in town is at.

>>3593338
>Ask around to see if anyone knows where a new Italian restaurant in town is at.

Getting right into work, you disguise your limp as much as possible to avoid suspicion and begin asking people you pass by on the street about a new Italian restaurant you heard opened up. It takes quite a while, but you find yourself fortunate enough to come across a man in a rather garish suit who gives you a helpful answer. "A restaurant? I don't believe it has opened yet, but an Italian man named Trussardi recently purchased a building next to the Kunimitōge Graveyard from my real estate agency. Speaking of which, you're very obviously a foreigner, are you looking to purchase? Perhaps a summer home? Morioh is a wonderful spot for a quiet vacation, you know. We have all kinds of properties, many just beside the sea with wonderful views and--"

You cut him off with a sharp, "Thank you, but I'm not interested." And push past him, asking a few of the other pedestrians how to get to that graveyard. Before long you have the directions in your head, and you make your way toward the graveyard, significantly slowed by your still broken leg. By the time you reach the cemetery it's nearly noon. You really didn't make very good time, especially when you got lost halfway through.

Tired from the excessively long walk, you make your way toward the building you assume to be Tonio's restaurant. Surprisingly, there doesn't seem to be any sign on the front, and the building is fairly barren of decorations. You still need the help of 「Pearl Jam」 though, so you push open the front door of the building, hearing a bell ring above you. A man with a thick Italian accent speaks from deeper inside, calling out, "Ah? I was not expecting any guests. Signore, are you here to eat? They must have posted the advertisements early--"

He cuts himself off as he peeks around the corner, looking at you. He seems shocked by the sight of you, like he's trying to process something. Then, his expression suddenly darkens and he ducks back around the corner, seemingly scrambling for something in the kitchen. Confused, you approach the kitchen slowly, speaking in Italian. "Yes, I am here to eat. Why are you..."

When you round the corner, making sure you carefully avoid touching anything in the kitchen with your filthy hands, you see Tonio staring at you with wild eyes, pointing a knife toward you.

>Try to calm him down and figure out what's wrong!
>Shit, you must've pissed him off by touching something. Apologize quickly!
>Fuck it. You don't know what's going on, but you need your leg fixed. Just get him to make you a meal by force.

>>3598090
>Try to calm him down and figure out what's wrong!
How did he know we're in Passione?

>>3598090
>Try to calm him down and figure out what's wrong!
What are the odds he knows we're from Passione?

>>3598090
>Try to calm him down and figure out what's wrong!
He knows we're a gang-star

How was I not expecting this.

You raise up your hands in an attempt to look nonthreatening, slowly stepping toward Tonio. "Trussardi, sir, please calm down. I don't know what you think is going on but--"

He suddenly spits a response, trying to hide the fear in his eyes with an expression of anger. "Who sent you? Was it my father? Did Massimo tell you to do this? Who? And why?" You suppose you can understand his position. If he somehow found out that his brother joined a gang, then set up shop in Morioh and had an Italian man show up there before the restaurant even officially opened, he'd have plenty of reason to be suspicious. Especially if he was aware of the debt the Volpe family had accrued since he left home.

Still, you don't really know just how much he knows. He might be aware that Massimo is in a gang, but he might not know anything about Passione in specific. How you resolve this situation could have some serious consequences not only for yourself but for him as well. You're well aware of the fact that Tonio has to stay in Morioh if he's going to cure his lover Virginia. If you end up scaring him away...

>Pretend you're not from Passione, just an Italian tourist looking for a good meal.
>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.
>Lie to him and say that Massimo asked you to check in on him and sample his cooking.

>>3598163
>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.
You know, a taste of home rather than this strange Japanese food.

>>3598163
>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.
Why lie?
Just say we aren't here for him.

>>3598163
>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.
"I wanted a taste of the old country, nothing more to it!"

It's actually quite convenient we ran into the realtor in this situation, as we can frame it as the realtor pointing us towards someone who purchased one of his properties.

>>3598163
>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.

>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.

>>3598163
>>Tell him you are a member of Passione, but you weren't sent to find him in specific. You just asked around about Italian restaurants in the area and were given directions here.