Thoth Brother

Indie Boingo Roleplay blog from JoJo's bizarre adventure (Stardust Crusaders and AU) (Oc and crossover friendly)

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Deep Ass Starters.

Sometimes it's hard to get in depth with your muse and their backstory, because you can't figure out how to bring those things up with others. Here are a couple of starters intended to make things a little more personal!

"What's holding you back?"

"I'm not comfortable with this conversation."

"Will you /ever/ be comfortable with this conversation?"

"Let me in sometime!"

"It's not that easy, you know."

"Help me understand."

"It's hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away."

"Why are you always so cold?"

"Why are you always so happy?"

"Are you really happy now?"

"Who hurt you this badly to make you this way?!"

"What, did your ex mess you up that badly?!"

"Why do you keep fighting it any time you feel?"

"It's a problem, I get it."

"This is all kinds of messed up."

"That's not exactly a good coping method."

"So what happened, with your parents, really?"

"What was your childhood like?"

"Everyone has at lest a little bit of mommy/daddy issues. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"My parents aren't exactly perfect models, either."

"You were bullied? What for?"

"Was it hard? Coming out, I mean."

"You can't just run away all the time."

"You can't just hide all the time."

"Are you still thinking about them?"

"I'm not the enemy here. But this makes me wonder who the real one is for you."

"Is the reason you're so cold and defensive because you feel threatened?"

"How long has it been since you last spoke to them?"

"You never talk about it, why?"

"How come you're so different around them?"

"It's like you don't have a care or worry in the world."

"You seem so perfect. I don't get it."

"What was your ex like?"

"I don't think I was ever good enough for them."

"Are you not comfortable being intimate?"

"Why don't you feel comfortable being intimate?"

"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."

"Are you scared of being hurt?"

"Have you ever been taken advantage of?"

"Why are you afraid of saying I love you?"

"I never understood how someone could say those words so easily."

"You're hurting others the way you've been hurt in the past, don't you think that's ironic?"

"You use people to make yourself feel better."

"I'm scared of being used again..."

"Losing someone isn't easy, but you're making it harder than it needs to be."

"How long has it been since you lost them?"

"You're too attached."

"I'm not attached, I'm just comfortable with what I'm familiar to."

"Maybe the real reason you're so controlling is because, deep down you'd rather have them in your grasp than lose them."

"Why did you ever break up?" / "Why did we ever break up?"

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(I’M SO FUCKING HAPPY TO HAVE AN OINGO!!! THERE IS A GOD)

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@echoesacts​:

“Boingo? I believe you found out my little secret…” He was bending over his boyfriend’s head and giggling silently. “Now I can’t let you go… How would you like to be tied up?”

He couldn’t believe it. Koichi actually went through with it. Boingo only joked about killing Yukako, yet here she was, dead in Koichi’s living room. Had his mother known? He hated having such long puffed up hair to grab. “I-I...promise I won’t tell anyone. Please don’t kill me Koichi...I love you.”

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@badlandistics:

❝ It’s alright- I’ll admit I was harsh as well so your reaction wasn’t completely out of left field. ❞

The child was an interesting fellow, Prima noted. It made it a tad harder to decide whether or not she should sabotage the kid’s life and swap his spirit for someone else’s. However, she had already made amends with her rude behavior… Though, perhaps the feeling of betrayal would be sufficient enough to weaken his soul.

Prima grinned slightly at the boy’s comment clasping her hands together. Lonely Hearts Club was her pride and joy despite all the heartache and trouble it brought her. It was a part of her- why wouldn’t she be proud of it? The woman was arrogant beyond words but she couldn’t talk down to a child- no matter how hard she tried. She knew what it was like to have adults look down upon her, back in her youth some odd twenty years ago. But now she was a new woman- one who wouldn’t let people cast her aside, ignore her, or look down upon her any longer. Though she worked in solitude, if given the proposition… She’d consider teaming up with Boingo.

❝ Now that question I’ve thought a lot myself recently. I get to choose who I bring back to life of course but I am dealing with an external power that’s not my own- these souls aren’t just conjurings of Lonely Heart’s sake. These are actual souls of the undead lost in limbo that demand to be given a second, third, fourth or so on-chance. However have you seen a paranormal investigation show? Well, spirits tend to choose whether or not that can appear to people- even though I have my stand to aide me in viewing the supernatural, they have to choose whether or not they want my help by approaching me. But in layman’s terms- yes I do get to choose to an extent. ❞

It was amusing how interested in her stand the boy was. Perhaps it was just mere child curiosity, wanting to know everything and how it worked. But it was also a dangerous game, explaining how her stand worked to another stand user. But she thought in this case, it would be safe. Since as far as she knew this child’s stand had no attacking ability and merely laid out what the future will unfold. Almost like a book of Fates. Her’s, her’s would crush this child in an instant, so she had no fear at all. But if his brother were to show up anytime soon then maybe she’d be in for a bit of trouble.

❝ My stand is pretty much as complicated as it can get so I apologize if I can’t explain things too well. ❞

For once Boingo felt closure, it was for something petty, and it was a small argument, but he meet a possible ally so it was worth it in the end. She seemed like rather pleasant company after a while. His curiosity was partially the reason he was inquiring about her stand, but after a while he started to wonder to himself. An alliance with her, could mean big things for him and his brother. While she wasn't involved in the whole situation with the Joestars, he wondered if she might be able to assist him. Boingo was still on the hunt looking for another stand user to help assassinate the Joestars, and their treacherous friends with him.

Despite his cocky attitude, and all the big talk about his brother before, the elder sibling was still recovering in the hospital from his brutal inquires from the explosion. Not to mention, the ones that they both received from the barrage of punches from the stupid thugs that they meet kept their progress at a stand still. Boingo needed a partner in crime. His stand would not be sufficient on it's own to defeat the people he was hired to kill. However, with his ability to see the future, and her power to see into the spiritual plane and play with people's souls, they'd make a deadly combination.

"No need to apologize anymore, what's done is done, it's all behind us now. Besides, with your power, you seem like someone I'd much rather be friends with rather than a foe." He laughed with his weird maniacal stuttering chuckle that usually came out of him. He was trying his best to lighten the mood in a way. "I must say though, your stand really is complicated. There seems to be a lot of rules and layers to it. Quite frankly it's enough to confuse even the most experienced stand users."

 The Egyptian boy hesitated with the scratch of his head, emphasizing just how hard it was to wrap his brain around such a stand. The power to bring souls back from the dead, while not necessarily a combative stand, it could be very deadly if she wanted to use it on any opponents. Hopefully, he might be able to convince her to make those foes, the people who put his brother in the hospital with no thought at all, like it was nothing.  "Whatever way your stand operates, it sounds like it packs quite a deadly ability, that would give any stand user trouble." Boingo's expression become a bit more serious as he looked up at her. "Tell me, if I could offer you the right amount of money, would you use it to remove the souls of a certain group of people?"

"Me and my brother are working for someone that could give you all sorts of riches, and all he is asking is that we get rid of a few troublesome stand users. I would on my own, but as you can see without someone assisting me, I can't combat anyone." Boingo looked to the side awkwardly, and with a frown. "I tried to with my brother, but he failed because he didn't follow my stand's power of fate."

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While he muttered out his stammered reply, Yukako audibly clicked her tongue, turning the book so she was staring at the open page of it and slammed it shut, the wind blowing in her face for a few seconds before it dissipated. She held the rather large book with a lone, slender and expanded hand, her other hand slowly drumming on the book.

❝ So your only way of predicting the future is through this book? ❞ Yukako asks the question in a mocking manner, deciding to torture the child. This BOOK must be his Stand ability. Though she hates to say it, Rohan was right — putting a bratty kid in their place is SATISFYING.

She continues to amuse herself through this situation.  ❝ If something happens to this book, you’re in deep shit? ❞ The question she wanted to mentally ask herself was spoken aloud, though she didn’t mind. What would happen if she rips this extraordinary book? If she rips a page, will the future be altered?

This is where his big mouth usually lead him. He was raised with this cocky attitude of his, and while it always lead him into danger, sometimes it was worth it. Not only that, but the ego of his was always encouraged by his elder brother. Whether it was Oingo simply giving him actual positive support, or the older sibling acting as a bad example and playing into that sort of thinking everyday. It’s what really made him into what most would call. a little brat. The Egyptian male twiddled his thumbs together, looking back and forth trying to figure out if there was any escape. However a sense of dread overwhelmed him as he came to the conclusion that it was hopeless, the boy didn’t need Thoth for a prediction. 

The possibility of this turning out well for him was ZERO PERCENT

“You could say that...” He said with a heavy hesitation, an embarrassment in admitting that. Boingo hated being bested by someone, anyone, no matter what race, nationality, or gender, he wanted to be on top of every scenario that he could. “It’s my Stand after all. I’ve had it ever since I could remember. Listen, please don’t do anything to it. I beg of you, I’ll do anything.” Boingo detested pleading like this, it made him feel pathetic. Thoth was one of the only important things in his life, Boingo didn’t know what he would do without it. 

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@thuggerysfinest:

❝ Haaaah? Stands? ❞

Now it was his turn to be confused. He knew there was something odd about his boy, not just the fact that he wasn’t from Alola. Guzma perks an eyebrow at the boy, posing the Wimpod closer to the kid’s face. They were harmless, he thought. 

❝ Dunno whatcha talkin’ bout. I don’t know what yer used to. But this little guy ain’t gonna hurt nobody. C’mon. I’m tryin’ to be nice here. ❞

“Huuuh? You don’t know about Stands.” Boingo began to look around. “Trust me, with my experience, it’s better that you don’t know probably.” The Egyptian boy looked back at the bug like creature, starting to hold it in it’s hands. A gesture of small kindness like this, didn’t come across Boingo very often. It was something alien to him almost. 

“So does this anthraood belong to you?”

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“Kiddo….are you lost ? Where are your parents or guardian ? “

 Boingo simply looked up at the blonde with a dirty look, and gave him the cold shoulder as he went back to his manga. He was getting tired of people calling him “Kiddo” and asking where his folks were. The young Egyptian was too cocky to think he couldn’t make it by himself.

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“Lost? Oh dear!” Lucy began to look around and moved closer to the boy. “Well–this is the home my husband and I are using. But, we have a telephone if you’d like to use it? Do you know your home’s number..maybe?”

 Boingo wasn’t used to this kind of sudden kindness from strangers. “Oh! I’m sorry for wandering in like this. I’ve been looking all over for my older brother. We seem to get separated a lot of the time, almost like a force of habit.” He looked to the floor a bit from her question. “I would tell you my home phone number, but..me and my brother are homeless.”

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“….Excuse me,little boy? Are you from here..?”

“Actually, I’m pretty lost miss. What is this place?” Boingo said putting his hands in his pockets, looking around. He had been separated from his brother for the billionth time. 

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                                Don’t keep running away                                 I’ll run away with you, if you want me too

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There’s a drumming noise inside my head                   That starts when you’re around                                     I swear that you could hear it                                                  It makes such an all mighty sound

I ran to a tower where the church bells chime            I hoped that they would clear my mind                                         They left a ringing in my ear                                                  But that drum’s still beating loud and clear

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