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AU!Narancia Ghirga RP blog.

[superodoroki-blog]

Sure! Take me to the Funkmachine…

But can I bring a friend with me?

[littleorangeairplane]

Why not? Imanotsurugi is coming too, so he gets the front seat, but the back will seat as many as thirteen before people start falling out.

[superodoroki-blog]

I’m Tsurumaru, bringer of trouble and surprises. In other words, the best one in this citadel. Welcome to the sinadel.

[littleorangeairplane]

I already feel so at home!

You sound like you could also use a ride in the Funkmachine.

[superodoroki-blog]

[It’s the Alpha Shitlord Crane right here.]

Hello~

[littleorangeairplane]

I’m Narancia Ghirga, from Napoli, over there. I’ve come as an ambassador of love, peace, and Tupac. Nice to meetcha!

[esperienzaaurea]

It’s just what Padre does.  

And go for it.  The neighbor is a probable Stand-user with an ability close to mine–breathes life into objects and grants souls bodies, from my understanding.  Definite vampire?  

-A pause, to consider.-

I’d probably bank on her being Dirty South, perhaps West Coast?

[littleorangeairplane]

Hmm...Dirty South, huh?

-The shades come back.-

I can dig it.

I guess I’ll head over there now! Wish me luck?...Do you think it’d be okay to show her my Stand? I know Abbacchio and everyone are kinda weary about that sorta thing, but...

[littleorangeairplane]

superodoroki started following you

-Another shitlord bird, it seems.-

Hey!

[bokuwatengu-blog]

Yeah!  Master is downstairs if you want to meet her?  But you’re from Giorno’s place, right~?  So you’re already okay to come here!

And you know I am.  I’m the baddest and the most qualified for sick rhymes.

[littleorangeairplane]

-He is impressed, enthralled, and enamored. His eye sparkles with delight and MISCHIEVOUS INTENT.-

Then it sounds like you’re also qualified to take a ride in the Funkmachine and cruise for some burgers downtown.

[esperienzaaurea]

-That’s talent.-

Actually, Padre is the one who just…

-He hold his hands up, weaves his fingers together in a plowing and/or intense fucking motion.-

Combined a part of Naples with a segment of Tokyo after a night of heavy drinking.  You could pitch the rollercoaster idea to the neighbors.  They’re lovely people.  They’re sort of in an alliance with us?

[littleorangeairplane]

-He takes his second pair of shades off for dramatic effect.-

But that’s not...

...

You know what? I’m not going to try to understand it. I just think it’s cool. 

Anyway, I’ll talk to them about it I guess! I was gonna go over to say hi to everyone, as long as they’re cool with it? We can always use new friends!

Are they more West Coast or East Coast?

[bokuwatengu-blog]

-He feels it as well.  The weight of their combined timespace fuckzones have merged for this very moment.-

-He knows.-

-The birds are in.-

Hello~!

I’m Imanotsurugi!  

[littleorangeairplane]

Narancia Ghirga! Nice to meetcha! 

You’re from that place across the way, right? I can already tell you are the baddest person from there.

But are you bad enough to handle my radio’s sick rhymes?

[bokuwatengu-blog]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[littleorangeairplane]

-He feels it. He feels the cosmos. He feels a connection with this young fellow, stirring deep within his soul. It’s a feeling of camaraderie. A feeling of kinship.-

-A feeling that he has found another shitlord crow to flock with.-

Hey!!

[littleorangeairplane]

bokuwatengu started following you

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[esperienzaaurea]

Narancia, my bro.

-His door is??? Just destroyed?  Okay?-

[littleorangeairplane]

-He steps over the wreckage of that which was once a door, and sets the boombox down. Sits down in the chair across from Giorno and kicks his feet up on his desk. Crosses his arms. Takes off his shades to reveal another pair of shades.-

Bro, I like what you’ve done with the yard. But I think you should have consulted me first, cuz I had some plans for a rollercoaster.

[littleorangeairplane]

esperienzaaurea answered your ask:(YOUR DOOR IS SUDDENLY SMASHED IN OFF ITS HINGES....

GIOGIO. MY DUDE.

[littleorangeairplane]

...I don’t really know how to feel about this. 

[hierophantemerald]

[NARANCIA THIS IS LIKE PUTTING A PIECE OF IRON ON A MARSHMALLOW.]

[He just crumples onto the floor in a mass of chains, gold, and loud colors. Rest in pieces.]

…..Yeah, okay, thanks.

[littleorangeairplane]

You’re welcome.

[littleorangeairplane]

hierophantemerald liked your post:I HEARD YOU NEED OFFICIAL GANGSTA GEAR

I GOT YOU COVERED, BRO.

-In a matter of seconds he manages to slap roughly thirty pounds of heavy chains and solid gold pendants on him, as well as some ladder shades and an oversized snapback in variously loud colors.-

[littleorangeairplane]

I HEARD YOU NEED OFFICIAL GANGSTA GEAR

[emptyoculi]

Aha, well… that certainly is true enough. I suppose I was just a bit worried that it would have been too forward of me?

[littleorangeairplane]

Hey, don’t worry about it. Your honesty is kinda refreshing considering I have to put up with Fugo and all his tsundere all the time.