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Affiliated RP blog for Noriaki Kakyoin from JJBA Part 3.

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sirens-wrath‌:

    Maya’s interest and knowledge in space isn’t exactly a voluntary one. Same as someone learns street names and road laws, she learned star charts and basic astrophysics. His initial reaction to her statement is a good enough indicator that he’s from Earth, so she’ll spare him from her speech on interplanetary sciences. Partially, at least.

   ❝ Mostly with how the metrics for measuring distance in space are way off. I can tell it was written by someone who’s never actually been in space before. Things change when you’re seeing it from up there, not down here. ❞ Maya closes the book and pushes it to the side, apparently finished with it already.

   ❝ It’s interesting in it’s own way, seeing how far our knowledge of the universes around us has progressed since that book was written. ❞ She says as she pulls another book from her stack, glancing at him again, ❝ Are you looking for anything? I see you’re empty handed. ❞

  The answer to his question only leads to so many more questions. At this point, Noriaki’s not sure if he can even hide the confusion. Is he talking to a genuine, humanoid alien? Or is this lady just messing with him? He thought he was used to weirdness, considering the nature of stands, but this somehow beat all of that.

  Would... would it be rude to ask if she’s an alien? What are the chances that’s a bad question to ask? She doesn’t explain any further about the space travel, so it might be a cultural norm around here (or she’s faking what she knows, but that’s not something he’ll assume without just cause). He’ll have to come back later to study up on that.

  Oh, right. The reason Noriaki came here in the first place. He can wonder about this encounter afterwards. “I’m looking for books on the history of this city, but I’m not sure where to start.” Logically speaking, he should start at the beginning, but who knows when the important information begins. “Do you have any suggestions?”

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wildberryoras‌:

    COCKY bastard.

They have no idea how much he’s missed both them and Hierophant Green, how badly he’s repressing the urge to grab him and tell them so.

But he’s already done that. He can’t keep stopping what they’re doing to tell them. Not when he’s about to beat their ass in the digital arena. He’s been practicing, sharpening his video gaming skills, awaiting the day he’d be able to face Kakyoin when there isn’t a life or death on the table.

❝ To make this fair, I’ll choose the lastest addition to the arcane. ❞

His finger juts toward a crisp pair of plastic car seats, still smelling fresh out of the box the cabinets came out of last weekend. When Star Platinum slides into the second one, his physical form shrinks to fit while he inserts his tokens into the racer.

❝ I wanna see how good you are at racers when you go in blind. ❞

He jerks his wheel to the right at the car selection screen until he lands on a purple one. Yes, perfect.

*:・ﾟ☆

  The newest addition, huh? Smart choice. “Sounds good to me.” Noriaki’s always felt more comfortable with handheld racing games, but the steering wheel versions weren’t hard to learn (especially since it’s much easier than actual driving). This specific machine doesn’t look too complicated, either. They follow Star’s lead, sitting in the first seat.

  Looking through the options, it appears all of the cars have the same stats. This will be a test of skill, then, instead of choosing the right option. Just how they like it. They spin the wheel to the left until they find the shade of green they were looking for. Hierophant’s green. Perfect.

  “Let’s do the expert map.” Easy is for the weak. They hit the ready option on their side and rev the car. “Ready when you are.”

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The interior of Split Happens was enough to make Noi think that maybe this place wasn’t so bad after all. All of the neon lights, the shitty arcade games, the food and bar–she couldn’t believe it. It was just a big, glitzy den of entertainment that, strangely enough, reminded her of home. Maybe it had a devil’s touch.

Noi wasted no time ping-ponging throughout the place, eating and playing to her heart’s content. She was particularly fond of the physical games, where she could rack up reams of tickets by, say, launching a skee-ball at a dangerous velocity (and no employee was paid enough to try to tell a masked behemoth no).

Once she had draped herself in more tickets than the machine could spit out, Noi wandered over to the arcade cabinents. There was a kid there, furiously tapping away, and while she intended simply to pass by, the flashing screen caught her attention. Two little men were fighting–punch, punch, kick, jump–until one of them, presumably the one the kid controlled, flashed and put a fist through the other’s chest in what the game described as a ‘FATALITY.’ 

Noi laughed gleefully. 

“Woah, I can do that!” She leaned forward to be more at eye-level with the screen and addressed the player. “Hey, what is this? It’s cool!!”

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  Another day at Split Happens. It’s become habit to spend a good portion of his downtime here. There’s a lot of games here that Noriaki hasn’t played; a lot of games that he hasn’t even heard of. Such as the one he’s on right now.

  Fighting games aren’t his forte, but it only took him a few rounds to get the hang of the controls and strategy. The computer opponents are going down without a problem. With a few quick inputs, his enemy is taken down in a sufficiently gory way. He has a moment to take in another victory before a loud laugh takes his attention. He turns to look at the person who snuck up behind him.

  The mask takes him off guard. She already has an imposing figure (the muscles are probably on par with or exceeds Mr. Joestar’s, and with her height? Anybody else might be scared shitless), why did she add the mask to her attire? Not to mention how many tickets she has -- how many games do you have to play to get that many? What is she even going to spend that all on?

  She asked a question. Stop staring and answer, Noriaki. “It’s a fighting game.” He locks his eyes back onto the screen, pressing a few buttons to head out to the character select. “It has a lot of bloodshed. Want to play?” He’s never one to turn down a new challenger, after all.

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V-Day Alphabet: S H A D E

Valentine’s Day Alphabet

SWEETHEART: Did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

  Short answer: No. He didn’t have any close friends (other than his own stand), so him getting into a close relationship before his trip to Egypt was slim to none.

HEART: Is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

  Trying to get to Noriaki’s heart is like trying to break a diamond block with a stone shovel. Technically possible, but would take a lot of time and patience. Anyone who would be able to see his stand would have a bit of an easier time (having a pickaxe instead of a shovel, in the metaphor), but it would still be a bit of a challenge.

AFFECTION: How does your muse show affection?

  Noriaki shows affection by giving his time. Words and emotions aren’t his thing, and physical affection can make him uncomfortable, but time? Time is one of the things he knows how to give. If he wants to spend time with someone, consider it a good sign.

DATE: What is your muse’s ideal date?

  Answered here, but a second good date would be an at-home movie marathon. Expect him to make snarky commentary, however.

EMBRACE: Does your muse like hugs? What are their hugs like?

  Physical affection isn’t something he seeks out, and hugs are included. Unless someone knows him very well, he’s not going to hug back. If he does hug back, it’s... awkward. He does not know how hugs work. How much strength does he put into it? How long is it supposed to last? He does not know, and their partner probably isn’t going to go back for a second one to help him learn. It’s probably better if he just doesn’t hug back, honestly.

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D, L

Valentine’s Day Alphabet

DATE: What is your muse’s ideal date?

  Somewhere quiet and one-on-one. If he’s going on a date, he wants to focus on his partner. If he had to specify a plan, though, it’d probably just be very simple. A walk through the park or down the beach, with a light conversation passing between them.

  Of course, this wouldn’t be his first time going out with his partner -- just the first time as an actual ‘date.’ Noriaki isn’t one for blind dates, he needs to already know who he’s dating to agree. It doesn’t have to be close, but it does need to already have a base of friendship.

LOVE: Who does your muse love?

  Love is a heavy word. Noriaki’s had crushes before (none came to fruition), but love? Right now, he can’t say he loves anyone in the romantic sense. Platonically, he absolutely loves all his friends. But you weren’t asking about the second one, were you?

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You have just DIED what three loot items do you drop? common, uncommon, and RARE

  Noriaki collapses with a loud “oof.” Three items lie nearby after his death.

  COMMON: A pair of earrings, shaped like cherries. You could probably find these at the nearest store for, like, three dollars.

  UNCOMMON: Well, this is a little better: a racing video game. It’s an older one, which you probably don’t have the console for... it’s the thought that counts, though, right?

  RARE: Wait- an emerald? It’s huge! You’d think it would be fake, but no, it’s completely genuine. It’s perfectly cut, too. You could either sell this for a HUGE amount of cash, or just to sit on your desk like a trophy to brag to your friends with.

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(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not? 

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

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Starter Call || @divineety

  The sign reads “Fortunitea.” It’s a lot emptier than Noriaki would have expected, considering the number of people in the district, but they’re not going to complain about not having a line to wait in. The incense in the air isn’t half-bad, either.

  As they go to sit down, though, they start to hear someone mumbling in the corner. Oh, no, not mumbling - ranting. Ranting in the corner. To himself. Some people just can’t keep their mouths shut, huh?

  However, just before Noriaki turns to head toward the opposite end of the shop, they overhear a very important word - “ghost.” Normally this wouldn’t entice them any, but they haven’t had a chance to mess with anyone lately. All work and no play leads to a few corpses, as they say. And, really... doesn’t this guy deserve a true ghost experience?

  Hierophant Green is summoned above, and the clock starts ticking. An hour should be more than enough to “haunt” this guy, however.

  Noriaki takes a seat at a nearby table with an open view of the corner. Taking a sip of their tea, they watch as Hierophant tries to grab the electronic (A computer? But it’s so thin.) the guy has in front of him and start playing keep-away - not lifting it off the table, just... dragging it away every time he reaches for it. Nothing harmful, just annoying.

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takes kakyoin's hand in one of theirs. gently turns it so his palm is facing upward. pulls their other hand from their pocket, and sets it on kakyoin's... except they have a bunch of worms. jotaro just stuck a bunch of worms in his hand.

  Noriaki didn’t know why he expected anything less.

  At least it wasn’t a snail this time. But, still… worms? Worms? He’s pretty sure he saw Jotaro pick these up outside about two minutes ago. If he wasn’t keeping the snail, he sure as hell isn’t keeping this.

  “Thank you, Jotaro.” He says, taking the handful with grace… before lifting the worms up and dropping them on their hat. “But I think they suit you better.”

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 sirens-wrath‌:

    At this point, Maya might as well be living in Koi’s library. She was there almost every single day, taking a couple hours to pour over whatever she could get her hands on. What use was having this big old library if no one was going to use it?

    She’s not so lost in the book in front of her that she doesn’t hear him coming. Initially, she registered him with a quick glance and nothing more, until he called for her attention. She takes a moment to finish reading her sentence, before cocking her head to properly look at him.

   ❝ Oh, uh— It’s no interruption, don’t worry. ❞

   Fiddling with the book in her hand, she turns it so he can get a better look at the cover, ❝ It’s called ‘A Road Map for the Exploration of Neighboring Planetary Systems’. It’s meant to be a scientific journal but… if i’m being honest, quite a bit of this info is outdated. ❞

    Ever the critic, aren’t we?

  A book about planets and their systems. Not what Noriaki was hoping for. His interests have never lied above the ground, for better or worse, so he’s more than a little clueless about these kinds of things.

   He was about to apologize and start searching on his own when she keeps talking. “Outdated?”

  That doesn’t sound right. She’s speaking like she knows personally, but how could she? He might be out of the loop, but not so far that he wouldn’t hear about space travel to other systems. “How can you tell?”

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starcrusaded‌:

  In cities– no, in experiments like these, even the dead could return. They could be taken from a time before they died, completely unaware of their future fate. At least, that was what the old man had told them. Jotaro could vouch for the whole timelines shit, with Dr. Kujo and all… but a subconscious part of them simply refused to believe it. People didn’t return from the dead, no matter what. No one had that kind of power. Joseph was probably trying to reassure them in some fucked up way.

  That train of thought made it oh so easy to believe the teen before them was an illusion. It wouldn’t have been their first. After all, he was the whole reason they came to this goddamn arcade. To grieve. To remember the damage they couldn’t undo. They looked like a fucking dumbass: staring, averting their eyes, staring again. They were getting worked up over nothing. Jotaro bit their lip, shoving their hands in their pockets and tilting their head down in the hope that their… breakdown? Episode? Whatever the fuck they were doing didn’t get noticed. Goddammit. Goddammit. They needed to stop coming here, it was worse for them than smoking. Smoking didn’t make them see dead people, for example…

  Seeing Kakyoin was one thing. Seeing Hierophant was another.

  Jotaro physically staggered back a few steps, a motion that, combined with their wide-eyed staring, was clear to get his attention. Hierophant was here. He was talking, even if they were too out of it to actually make out his words. This wasn’t something they could make up. Not in this much detail. For a moment, they were completely frozen, like a 6′5″ deer in headlights. Use your fucking head, Jotaro. It’s an illusion. Some kind of test the bastards who run this city came up with. He’s not here. He can’t be here. He’s not…

  They acted before they thought, and long before they were willing to talk. It took a mere few steps to close the distance between them and Noriaki, and the moment they did, he was pulled into a tight embrace. Tight being that of someone Jotaro’s size being unaccustomed to hugging, holding a little too tightly but not enough to hurt. He’s real. He’s real. They slouched over to avoid picking him up at their size, but… one hand still managed to rest near his abdomen. They paled, swallowing hard and digging their fingers into the fabric of his uniform. Maybe they should have spoken, but words didn’t want to come.

  No one wanted them to see the body. They’d insisted. And it took all of their willpower not to envision a fist driven through their best friend’s abdomen, Star Platinum’s fist, their fist. 

  Noriaki prepares to protect himself. This guy’s looking like they’ve seen a ghost, which means they probably weren’t expecting another stand user in town. Jokes on them. He’s a masterful stand user, and with his Hierophant Green few can defeat him-

  Oh. He’s being hugged.

  He’s... not sure what to do right now. He just wanted to play some video games, he wasn’t expecting a crazy and/or lonely stand user to come out of nowhere like this. The guy’s obviously got some issues based on how tight he’s being squeezed right now. That wouldn’t be a major problem, if this wasn’t such an invasion of personal space. Maybe if he just stays still, they’ll let go.

  ...

  It’s been a minute and they still haven’t let go. People are starting to stare. Waiting isn’t working, so, hesitantly, Noriaki pats the guy’s back. "There, there...?” He has no clue what to do.

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Starter Call || @foolishmutt

  Noriaki’s a cat person. They’ve known this for a long time. Cats have a lot of pros: they like to be alone, they sleep a lot, they don’t require walks, so on and so forth. They still require a lot of attention, sure, but really? Cats are great.

  Dogs, however...

  Dogs like to steal their shades, apparently. They were just taking a walk through the Begonia Meadows, making mental notes of the area and good places to sketch. They took off their sunglasses for a second and it was suddenly snatched out of their hand. And the dog’s taking off with it.

  Their first instinct is to have Hierophant Green grab it back - but they’ve already used up all their time today. That restriction is so irritating, but they haven’t found the person responsible for limiting their Hierophant yet, so they have to follow it. Dammit, and now they’re wasting time. They take off after the dog, their day completely ruined thanks to this mutt.

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Starter Call || @ohmygooooooood

  Noriaki was spending another day exploring the city and it’s surroundings. After suddenly appearing in the city with no recollection, they felt their time was best spent trying to find their friends. No matter how hard they looked, however, they couldn’t find anyone.

  They knew at least some of the group had to be here -- their phone (Is that the right term?) had the contacts of Joseph and Polnareff, so they have to be here somewhere. They just didn’t expect to find one of them in the Sunflower Cafe, where they’ve been almost every morning since they’ve discovered it. “Mr. Joestar? Is that you?”

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Starter Call || @sirens-wrath​

  “My apologies for interrupting you, but could I ask you a question?”

  The library is the most obvious place to look for information, but he doesn’t exactly have any other ways to learning about the city. Any history books would be handy right now. But this library is filled to the brim - he doesn’t know where to start.

  So, he just went to the first person he saw -- a loudly dressed, blue-haired person, sitting at a table. She didn’t exactly look approachable, but Noriaki doesn’t feel like going to try and find anyone else. Plus, the book looks interesting. “What are you reading?”

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Starter Call || @wildberryoras

 Noriaki will admit, seeing Star Platinum out and about without a current user took some getting used to. The fact that he’s an independent stand now is intriguing, but also not something they’re going to ask about. Not their place.

 What is their place, however, is beating this stand into the ground at the arcade. Physical prowess means nothing when it comes to the quick thinking of competitive gaming, and Noriaki has that in spades.

  “I’m pretty good at video games, so you can choose what we play.” They turn towards their competitor, a smirk not-so-subtly betraying their confidence in their skills.

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Starter Call || @starcrusaded

  Right now, Noriaki has two goals: find his friends, and figure out the city. But this place is huge. Too much to explore in one day, for one person. Can you really fault him for getting distracted by the flashing arcade cabinets in the window? He needs to figure out quite a few things, but... well, a few games couldn’t hurt, could it?

  A few games turned into a few hours of games, however. Unlimited access to so many cabinets, new and old... it was a trap from the start, to keep Noriaki entertained. And it worked easily. Every once in awhile he would get the feeling someone was watching him, but every time he turned around, nobody was looking. He should stay a little longer in case they confront him.

  The single-player games were starting to get boring, though. Multiplayer would require talking to someone new... or it would, if he didn’t have Hierophant to play with him.

  The moment he summons him, though, he felt the eyes turn to him again. He immediately turns towards the man with messy hair looking at him. Noriaki just stares back with a straight face. “Sorry, is something wrong?” He keeps Hierophant summoned. If this stranger wants to fight, he’ll be prepared.

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Howdy! My name’s Dani/Danny. I’m rather new to the tumblr rp scene but I’m a quick learner. Feel free to send me messages whenever  -- I may not like starting conversations but I'm always happy to respond to them.

I’m here with Noriaki Kakyoin from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure. This dumbass has like, no friends, so if you’d like, please try and make this cherry teen less lonely.

And with that, either like this post for a starter or send me a message/ask! Currently no cap, but depending on the amount it might take me awhile.