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Mista: What’s your biggest fear? Giorno: That I’ll never be good enough for anyone. Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back. Narancia: Zombies. Giorno: ... Mista: ... Narancia: BUT they can open doors.
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Narancia: Everything will be ok. You cannot stop it. Narancia: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Giorno: What kind of pep talk is that? Narancia: Ominous positivity.
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Confession and Revelation - Part 4 (JJBA Vampire Hunter AU)
Final chapter of this one is now up! Fugo is finding out some very useful information, though not without raising more questions.
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As Signorina Nocciola retreated, Fugo made his way to one of the tables set up for research, turning on the lamp as he set the box down.
            He felt slightly nervous opening it for some reason, though inside, he only found an old, well-worn journal, swollen with time and the number of items stuffed into it. Fugo noticed an embossed J.J. on the bottom corner as he carefully peeled back the cover.
            Inside the front flap was an old photograph. Five men with stern, determined expressions posed in the desert somewhere, Hunter’s paraphernalia hanging from belts and harnesses. The old man in the center looked vaguely familiar to Fugo, and when he glanced at the front page, he realized why.
            This was the diary of Joseph Joestar—one of the most prolific Hunters to ever live. His family had started the Hunting organizations in America after leaving the Joestar estate in England. Fugo had heard tales of South America and Egypt but it was all practically legend in the community. He had no idea how much was actually true.
            But it looked like he might be closer to finding that out now.
            He flipped reverently through the pages taking in the entries.
November 29th, 1849
I have now confirmed that it is Dio who has marked my daughter Holly for his chosen bride. She is very ill and grows weaker by the day, we must move quickly. I tried to get Jotaro to stay with his mother, but he would not hear of it.
            Our party is now heading to Egypt where Dio is currently residing. I will be taking my partner and old friend Avdol as well as Jotaro and a Japanese student from his school that Dio attempted to enthrall, Noriaki Kakyoin. I do not know what awaits us there but I have reason to believe that it will be a fight like no other.
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Narancia: Would you take a bullet for me?
Giorno: ...yes?
*Fugo angrily burst into the room*
Narancia: *running away* Great, thanks!
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Narancia: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you’re a coward.
Giorno: I’m worried about you.
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Giorno: Abbacchio, what are you doing tomorrow?
Abbacchio: Having my day ruined by whatever you’re about to ask me to do.
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Trish: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful, and organized.
Giorno: *accidentally steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to his knees while apologizing profusely*
Trish:
Trish: That one. I want that one.
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Concept that I had
It's about Giorno and Geno having nightmares about turning into the monsters they fear the deepest.
Giorno turning into Diavolo.
Geno turning into a weapon for the Smithy Gang (or maybe Smithy himself).
And they wake up screaming, much to the concerned confusion of their friends.
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Giorno: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield."
Narancia: Opposite over hypotenuse.
Narancia: Duh.
Giorno:
Giorno: That's...That's not...
Fugo: Shh. Let him have that. I'm so proud of him remembering that.
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Giorno, planning a group disguise: You cannot be Blake Bortles.
Narancia: Fine! Then I’ll be Jake-
Giorno, under his breath: Don’t say Jortles.
Narancia: Jortles! And I work at the cocktail department.
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Fugo: You’re overthinking this.
Giorno: You don’t know the appropriate level of thinking, Fugo. What if I’m underthinking?
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Confession and Ravelation - Part 3 (JJBA Vampire Hunter AU)
New chapter up now! Fugo and Bucciarati finally meet up again.
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“What do you want, Bucciarati?” Fugo snapped, seeming to get more agitated by the second.
Bruno held up a hand. “I came to ask a favor.”
“Take off the glasses.”
The request took him a bit by surprise. “I will in a moment, but first I have to explain a few things…”
“Take off the damn glasses, Bucciarati.”
Bruno sighed and closed his eyes tiredly as he reached up. “Very well.” He removed the tinted glasses before he turned his gaze upward to meet Fugo’s.
The young man balked, a strangled cry bubbling in his throat as he staggered back a step. “You—what the hell happened to you?”
“The Boss turned me on San Giorgio,” Bruno admitted tiredly.
“San Giorgio?!” Fugo snarled. “Did you know that night, when you lied to our faces?”
“I wasn’t certain…”
“But you suspected, even before I left,” Fugo accused. “What have you done with the others?!”
“I’ve done nothing with them!” Bruno snapped. “How could you think that of me?”
“Because he’s the one who turned you!” Fugo made a strangled sound, his hand fumbling in his coat before he yanked a stake out, holding it up shakily. “Tell me why I shouldn’t put this in your heart right now.”
“Because that’s not what we do—not without cause,” Bruno said firmly.
“And how do I know I don’t have cause?”
“Because I wanted to meet in a place where I have no strength, and you know me, Pannacotta. Didn’t I swear all those years ago that I would never hurt you?”
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Giorno: Where did you get that tomato soup?
Narancia:
Narancia: It’s actually a bowl of ketchup I just microwaved.
Giorno: •□•
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Mista: Do you ever feel like exploding? Have you experienced the urge to enter the process of combustion? Has your mind created a logical idea, known as thought, to disperse your body into thousands of particles suddenly?
Giorno:
Giorno: It’s 3 am, please go back to sleep.
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Giorno: Don’t say a word.
Narancia: Fergalicious.
Giorno: Narancia, I said no words.
Narancia: Oh, I see how it works. Two weeks ago, we’re playing Scrabble, it’s not a word, now suddenly it is a word because it’s convenient for you.
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Confession and Revelation - Part 2 (JJBA Vampire Hunter AU)
New chapter up for your friday, have some angst for your weekend!
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As soon as Abbacchio was on board he headed over to the railing, staring out at the sea while he fought to keep his stomach under control as it started roiling with the waves.
The sun was already slipping below the horizon, and soon night would fall. Most of the people on the ferry retired for the night since they wouldn’t reach Sardinia until early in the morning. Abbacchio had stoically held onto the contents of his stomach, but he was still experiencing a cold sweat and it was proving to be distracting.
He had to blink in surprise as a figure appeared beside him, peering out over the railing. “A fine night, isn’t it?”
“Capitano Pericolo,” Abbacchio said in surprise as he recognized the figure.
The man glanced over at him with his one good eye. “Good to see you again, Abbacchio. I hope Bucciarati will forgive my tardiness in replying but I have had to be very discreet as of late. I’m sure you understand.”
Abbacchio nodded. “And the information?”
Pericolo held out a hand and Abbacchio clasped it, feeling a folded piece of paper pressed into his palm. Pericolo gripped his hand tighter, pulling him in close in confidence.
“Things are moving quickly. Tell Bucciarati that if he is going to strike he had best do it soon because—”
Abbacchio just barely caught the metallic glint out of the corner of his eye before he felt something hot and wet hit him in the face.
It took him too long to realize that the reason Pericolo had stopped talking was because his throat had been cut.
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Giorno: The power went out.
Narancia: Don’t worry, I got this.
Narancia: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Giorno: What-?
Narancia: I swallowed a glow stick!
Giorno, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-
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