what the fuck is jojo about
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@dailydiavolodeathloop
what the fuck is jojo about
Reading the page doesn’t help.
JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE ft. OPENINGS & ENDINGS (insp)
bonus:
Picture this.
Diavolo, staring up at a dark figure in the shadows.
The figure steps out slowly, a menacing aura surrounding him.
It’s Darth Vader. In all of his glory.
He charges at him, light saber in hand.
“Diavolo, you are a shitty father,” Darth Vader growls at him, before swiftly stabbing him.
“And you’re any better?” He gargles as he slumps to the floor.
The thing Diavolo sees before his vision turns dark is Darth Vader slowly revealing his face, to reveal sharp blue eyes and a peculiar white hat.
“Yare Yare.”
Its canon, dear.
Picture this.
Diavolo, minding his own business sitting at the kitchen table of his childhood home, looking at a picture of his dead mother. (For whatever reason)
All is quiet, peaceful.
It’s been over an hour since he’d first sat there. He’s beginning to think that GER has finally taken pity on him. (Oof)
He’s just barely settling in on the couch when Big Smoke rounds the corner with a baseball bat. Then it hits him.
This isn’t his house.
This is CJ’s house.
He looks up at Big Smoke, who is running toward him at full speed.
The last thing Diavolo hears before excruciatingly painful death overtakes him is Big Smoke’s chilling voice as he screams to Diavolo.
“You picked the wrong house, fool!”
Is my life just one of Diavolo’s death loops? Like one of the deaths GER cursed him with was to live and die as me. It is infinite, after all.
Am I just Diavolo?
Are you Diavolo?
Are we all just Diavolo?