"Okay, whoever the FUCK is inside of my body, it's time to give it back!"
"You! Bastard, what the hell are these clothes!? Did you go outside like thi-"
"AAAAH!!"
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"Okay, whoever the FUCK is inside of my body, it's time to give it back!"
"You! Bastard, what the hell are these clothes!? Did you go outside like thi-"
"AAAAH!!"
Ghiaccio, ya might wanna check a mirror...
“Thank you anon. I nearly forgot my DEAR COMRADE’S day!”
“On a more serious note, other than any of my dressing preferences, Fugo’s skin is more sensible to the cold than mine so I’m just trying to avoid making him ill.”
Why not try to find Ghiaccio? He might be in your body and you two could figure out together what’s going on and how to switch back
“Hm. Yeah, this is a possibility. I figured that his mind had to go somewhere and it would have to be my body. Unless there are more people involved with this exchange. I remember Giogio talking about something like that happening during his fight with Diavolo…”
“W-wait…”
“Oh, God… Whoever is in my body right now, they’d find out I’m-…
…I-I really need to find my body as soon as possible.”
[I knew comments like these would arrive...]
“LOOK-“
“Haha you noticed? I just woke up feeling a bit dizzy so the hair on my face was bothering me.. I didn’t want to look like Giorno but I liked the swirls! Anyway.. what brings you here?”
[Better be discreet..]
@badly-drawn-cheesegang
"...Is this what kind of asks Ghiaccio gets? I guess I should consider myself lucky. Might as well answer some of these while he's away. I'm sure he'd thank me later."
Aw no sick ice powers
“Well, I don’t know what else you expected. Purple Haze is a representation of my soul, my being. There’s no way I can possibly be separated from him and still be myself.”
Morning Fugo, how- ... what in the hell are you wearing