“How long do you think we’ll be in Italy? No offense, of course.” I ask. “Eh, between four to seven years, Josie. I’m really sorry, but that’s my guess. Maybe shorter, but your governemt is REALLY hard to sneak people out, and then believe it’s okay. We gotta send the US some Italian lawyer shit, then you can hopefully get back here, like nothing ever happened.” David etimates, checking his watch. I looked over, his arms and wrists were covered with scars. “Sorry to intrude, but, David, are you uhh..” I mumble, pointing. “Oh, no, when your in a gang, you should expect being ruoghed up once or twice. And i have my own issues, or had, issues,” David told me, “but hey, when you have friends and aquantices, ones like Fugo, GioGio, Mista, Mrs. Gucci, hell, even my other half can help sometimes. Your dads told me some things, he’s had a shitty teenage experiance, albiet, he didn’t get imprisoned. But, open your heart, like you did for Cain. But don’t trust everyone, i made that mistake, and it killed me, LITERALLY!! I know i sound odd, and his advice may sound weird, but what i’m saying is, try and trust the process, i’ll get you back in america to the best of my deegree when this shit ends.”
As David finishes his speech, we hear screaming and a crash. “GREAT, WHAT’D YOU DO, NIJI?!” A woman yells. “It’s Vi now, WH*RE!!” Vi yells back.
Stand name: Lace It
Namesake: Lace It (Juice Wrld song, featuring Eminem)
User: Nikeo Inoje (prnounced: E-know-gee)
Ability: to touch something (or someone) and then touch another thing, which would then connect a chain to said things. The chain can stretch a maximum of 20 yard, if the chain goes any farther, it will snap. The chain is retractable. The chains have spikes on them.
“What the f*ck?” i think to myself. “Why are you even here?!” Vi asks, right hooking the other girl in the waist. “Why do you think? I F*CKIN’ WORK HERE, NIJI!!” She replied, kicking vi’s shin. “You always were my least favorite Ex, hope you know that,” Vi said, bashing into the other girls chest, “And you still are!” The other girl got up quickly, and brutally punched Vi in her stomach. “Funny, i would’ve thought that honor would’ve gone to that punk Reike, seeing as how he used to-” The girl chuckled, before Vi elbowed her. “Oh, for f*cks sake, shut UP, Nikeo!” Vi groaned. Out of the corner of my eye, i see something that imediatly sets me off. “JAILBREAK!!” I yell, as my Stand suddenly appears before Vi, and deflects a bullet fired by the girl. “Care to catch me up?” I ask Vi. “Sure, Josie, this is an Ex i dated for…what was it, nine, ten months? Whatever, her names Nikeo. And apparently, she can’t handle rejection. Nikeo, this is my new girlfriend, Josie. Is that enough introductions?” Vi says hastily, tripping over her words. “F*ckin’ B*tch!” Nikeo yells, as chains emmit from her wrists, wrapping around me, penetrating my skin. “Jesus CHRIST!! Psycho!” I yell, as i struggle. The chains sink into my skin, as i am tugged towards the japanese girl. “The hell is this?!” I yell, as my Stand punches her. “YOU MOTHERF*CKER!!” My Stand exclaims. “DAD!??” I yell. “So, when Cain is getting his ass kicked, its his fight. How is this not Vi’s fight?” He asks, as time stops. “This isn’t the time to be lecturing me, you prick.” I remark. “I know Trish taught you better.” Dad replies, getting me out of the chains. “What, you don’t even call her you wife, or my mom anymore, its just ‘Trish’?” I ask. But then, suddenly, time resumes. And i think dad has the same gutwrenching feeling i have. “VI, GET THE F*CK AWAY!!! NOW!” I cry. In a matter of seconds, Nikeo’s right arm dislocated, and flew across the prison. “WHAT?!” She cried, before her head is decapitated. “KERO!?” I yell. “God damn Joestars, can’t help but ruin another prison, can you?” Kero asks, emerging. “Time to bath you all in justified fire!” He yells, as everyone is tumbled up to the ceiling.
Kero’s hair was unkempt, and he looked pissed and unstable. “Holy f*cking shit…” i mutter, looking at the corpse missing a head and an arm. “F*g JoJo!” Grunts the Japanese man. “Good to hear your still homophobic.” I groan.
(Just a Stand reminder)
Name:Kim/ ‘97 Bonnie & Clyde (Actual name is ‘97 Bonnie & Clyde, but Kero refers to it as Kim)
Namesake: Kim / ‘97 Bonnie & Clyde (Songs by Eminem, with Kim serving as a sequel to ‘97 B&C)
Ability: To control gravity. This involves momentarily moving during a TS, or unfreezing time. As well as just having natural control over gravity.
“So, looks like this is it. The last roadblock.” Miuccia says. “We’ve kicked his ass once, who says we can’t do it again.” I snort. “Brando, still got that knife?” David asks Cain. “Yea, why? Side note, however, please call me Cain, not ‘Brando,’ i don’t mind it, but i prefer Cain.” Cain requests, quickly flashing the knife he got from NF out of hs pocket, before putting it back. “Let’s get on with the show, shall we?” Kero asks. “SHOW, SHOW, SHOWW!!! :)” Ashura-chan chants. “I forget about you, sometimes, ya devil.” Vi laughs, petting Ashura-chan. “Josie, you ready?” Dad asks. I nod, as his Stand appears. “U2~Jailbreak!” We scream together in unison, as Kero, Dad and my Stand’s fists collide. Blood squirts as each of us are knocked back by the others blows. I look down to see my middle finger contourted. “Holy f*cking SHIT!?!” I yell. Out of fear, i stop time. “Dad, what the F*CK is this?!” I ask, showing him my hand. “No clue.” he says, shocked. Suddenly, my wrist is tugged, as time resumes. Kim uses it’s other hand to hit me. I land with a crack, and i’m doubting it’s the good kinda crack. And sure enough, my middle fingers back to normal, but i feel like i’m going to die. “JOSIE!!” Vi yells, rushing to my side. “Ashura-chan!!” Vi yells. Ashura-chan, David, Vi, and Cain take me into the transparent-yet-solid Barbie-pink room, as Miuccia stayed back to help my dad if he needs it. Blinks feel like black outs, time has slowed again, but i haven’t used my Stand.
“Josie? Josie Joestar? Do you also go by ‘JoJo’? If so, it may get confusing. Sorry if i’m bombarding you with questions.” a black teenager asked me. I could barley see, everyhing was so bright. “My name’s Nate, this is Alec, and he’s Sam, and this is your loooooooonggg british decendent, Jax Joestar,” Nate introduced me to everyone, before getting close and whispering, “But don’t call Jax by his last name, he hates it.” It suddenly hits me. “F*cking hell, am i dead?” i ask them. “No, you’ve got a while to go, but damn, your close to it. But, try not to make this permanent. Go, back to life, Josie, we’ll see you again, but today ain’t that day.” Jax tells me, as lights glow brighter.
I’m back in the prison. “Holy crap, she’s back!! I should be a doctor?! Wait, are you back?” Cain yells. “Did i die?! I went to heaven, theres gay people there, also, british people. Freaking wild.” I mutter, standing. “I gotta go help dad.” I tell them, exiting the artificial pink room. Miuccia was wearing her mask, as dad sat slumped agains the wall, blood dripping from his face. Miuccia was sent flying back. “My turn, b*tch.” I tell Kero, as we meet each other in the center, and begin trading blows. Light suddenly surrounds me again. But this time, i didn’t die (or, at least, i dont think i did). Instead, my Stand illuminated. “JGD!!!” It shouts, as the light sprinkles away, and Kero is knocked away by force.
Stand Name: ‘Act 4: Jail Guitar Doors’ (AKA Jail Guitar Doors, shortened to JGD.)
Namesake: Jail Guitar Doors (1979 song by english rock band The Clash.)
User: Josie Joestar
Ability: (retaining Act 3’s ability to stop time using emotions as ‘fuel source’) It grants Josie the ability to control gravity. This comes at the cost of draining her stamina, requires MUCH stronger emotions to use then stopping time, and can possibly take days off her life is used abusively.
Appearance: Sharing the same general appearance of Jailbreak (‘act 3’), but the colors are traded. So the green is where the crimson was, and vice-versa.
“What just happened?!” I yell, looking at my stand, which now looks slightly like a chili-pepper, which is either good or bad. “Act 4, Josie. Jail Guitar Doors.” It replied. Before i could reply and ask it what the hell that meant, i was flung into the ceiling. It felt like my bones were bashing against my skin.
“You know, Jojo, i lost SO many things, thanks to you. MY prison was ruined, forcing me to boss over this one. I lost CREDIBILITY, becuase i got my ass beat by a F*G like you. NOW YOU will lose something, your friends, and you father!” Kero monoluged. “Oh, really?” I ask, as i forcefully pull myself down, thanks to god knows what my Stand does now. “Cuase, Kero, i’m about to end your f*cking life!”
I was immediately close to Kero, and landed critical hits on him. “ORAORAORAAA!!!” My Stand yelled, as Kim tried to fight back. “So, what’s with the pepper?” Dad asks, wiping blood off his face, but struggling to stand. “You see it too?! I knew it looked like a pepper!! Anyway, something about an act. Evolution. Jail Guitar Doors. I don’t know what it does yet, but that’s not important right now. You don’t look to good, dad.” I jump. Suddenly, i was tossed away, crashing into a wall. “F*ck.” i cough.
“I think i met god. And he was black. Also, he talked about another Joestar.” i scoff. “How many fingers am i holding up, Josie??” Cain asks, shoving his hands in my face. “I’m okay, Cain.” I tell him. “I gotta go help Dad and Miuccia. Ashura-chan, lockdown. Love you guys.” I say, leaving.
“JAIL GUITAR DOORS!” It yells, letting me down from the wall, as i hit the floor with a thud.
“I don’t know if i will escape alive, Ashura-chan. And i don’t want Vi to see both her brother and her lover die withen 48 hours. So, if i ask lockdown, then dont let anyone but me out of your room. It’s for protection. M’kay?” I ask Ashura-chan. Her heads bobs yes rapidly, like a toy.
“ORARAORAORRAAAAA!!!” JGD attacks Kim. We began matching punches, the air arround us seemingly compressing. Until finally he cracks, slips up, let down his guard, and i begin to unleash a barrage of punches, “ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAOOORRRRAAAAAAA!!!!” JGD yells as Kim disappears and Kero is nothing but a stain on the floor. “Goodbye, Kero, and Good f*cking Riddance.” I tell him. “ASHURA-CHAN, let them out, its over!! We gotta go, NOW!!” I yell, helping dad up. “Off to Maine, i guess.” David says, throwing the unconscious Miuccia on his shoulder to carry. “Yeah, how the heck are we gonna get to Maine? Do we have to walk the way?” Cain asks. “Not really…” David drags, as we rush through the doors, finally escaping the hell of a prison. Finally, we’e free.
I Went to a whore
“I got a way to Maine,”
She said my lifes a bore…
“And have connections to hell and back.” David explained, as a van blaring Green Day pulled up. The Van had japanese symbols written on the doors, and looked old, maybe 2014, 2016, and yet had fresh tires. “Come on, theres no doubt we’re gonna be wanted, so we gotta go. It’s only about a day to get to Maine!” Dad said,opening the vans doors, as we all got in. David took a second to buckle Miuccia’s uncounsos body in the front seat before joining us in the back. And then we sped off. I pray that i never see that damn prison again.
END OF ACT 1…