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[ OVA/DIO RP BLOG ] * Private

[ovataro-blog]

That’s funny.

I was thinking the exact same thing about you.

[hemivorous-blog]

[Hiss.]

It's funny how our opinions inter-connect, isn't it?

[ovataro-blog]

What were you expecting? I’m sure as fuck not going anywhere.

[hemivorous-blog]

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I was expecting you to curl up and die like an animal, Jotaro.

[hemivorous-blog]

ovataro liked your post

... And you're still here.

[hemivorous-blog]

[ovataro-blog]

Shut your damn mouth. You fucking threw me off, you pervert.

[hemivorous-blog]

I'm surprised you didn't see it come it.

Also I'm significantly less perverted that you are, Jotaro. All my business in the bedroom has come and gone.

[ovataro-blog]

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Shut the fuck up, you damn lech.

[hemivorous-blog]

Your words are just as shallow as you are, 'friend.'

[zawarudude-moved]

[ひん] ~

[ovataro-blog]

[His eyes are hard, and they almost seem to grow even harder at this sign of weakness. It’s odd, seeing it on him—but not entirely unfitting. He doesn’t waver, not even when that front is put back up.]

[That command of his makes him raise an eyebrow; it makes the skin around his temple quirk, and he decides to take things a step further, snorting softly to himself.]

DIO…

Are you afraid of me?

[hemivorous-blog]

[Not unlike a yowling cat, he flares out his chest showing that he - despite the other's fierce gaze is the stronger out of the two and to affect to this he begins to growl ever softly.]

No.

[ovataro-blog]

[He doesn’t flinch when he starts laughing. He’s come to expect it, especially from someone as unhinged as him. Though, once his laughter trails off into something a bit more sickly-sounding, he starts to wonder if he’s really at peak condition. Then again, the last time he saw this face… this one, and not the other that he’d encountered—he had been less than peak.]

[Lifting his chin, he squares his shoulders off and refuses to back down, eyes hard and cold as he gives one sharp, firm nod.]

It’s either that or I choke you out. Then again, with how you’re sounding, half my job’s already done.

Name something that you want, then. If I agree to it, you’ll agree to not fuck around with my family.

[hemivorous-blog]

[Both eyebrows and lips tightened, clearly he's intimidated by him and having giving his ill self away like that is yet another cut on his side.]

[Breathing through the thin line of his lips, be builds up his confidence again and quickly relaxes himself in a way that does not show the weakness that was briefly presented before.]

What if I said that I don't want anything to do with you and your dogs?

[ovataro-blog]

[As if in response, his own Stand begins to rise from behind him, glowering at the opposing spirit as Jotaro mirrors his exact expression; though, his glare is a bit less animalistic as Star Platinum’s.]

I’m feeling a little generous, actually.

It all depends on what you have planned. If you lay a hand on any of my friends or family, fate might just end up knocking you on your ass. If not… maybe we could work out an agreement.

[hemivorous-blog]

An agreement?

[His tongue curls at the tip and the thin line across his lips pull taut with a grin and in the blink of an eye if not shorter, he's giggling like a ragged hyena akin to the half-faded memory when he was heavily intoxicated on the bittersweet flavor of his rival's blood.]

[And as his once proud laughter becomes a sickly choking sound because of over-exposure, his chest heaves with a quiet death rattle as he gets himself back together with a brush of a palm over his blades.]

[A sign of sickness perhaps?]

Oh, Jotaro. You do make me laugh. An agreement? With I, DIO? How could you ever please me?

[ovataro-blog]

Is that right.

[He lifts his chin, eyes narrowed. And then, he approaches—he takes slow, calculated steps toward him, right up until he’s practically nose-to-nose with him.]

Maybe fate’s telling me to kick your ass again.

[hemivorous-blog]

Oh?

[He suddenly looks less tired and he perks up almost instantly and as his lips pull at their corners, the yellowed out phantom of his stand hovers inches above them both.]

[With Jotaro's hat touching his forehead, he's tempted to flick it away but should he? No.]

Well, the choice is yours... After all, we do pick our own stories.

[ovataro-blog]

And just what the fuck makes you think you’re allowed to be alive now, huh?

[hemivorous-blog]

Fate.

[He crosses his fingers and stares down at him like a hawk with tired - yet all the predatory eyes.]

You know just as much as me... Joestar.

[hemivorous-blog]

ovataro started following you

... You again?