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[marinebiologiststarplatinum]

Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to.... (Yo sonny invite your grandmother to dinner or something I dunno cries even tho canonically she really isn't but LETS JUST GO WITH IT)

That morning at the small hovel in District Gamma where Jotaro Kujo had taken up residence, a letter arrived.

A letter bearing the name of Joseph Joestar…and another name that Jotaro did not recognize.

The hand rose to his mouth and stayed there as he read onwards. A dinner invitation… Jotaro was glad that his young grandfather had found someone, yes…

But he was also VERY glad that Suzie Q was back home and not here, because she would have ripped Joseph limb from limb.

"Well…this will be interesting.” Gathering his coat about him, Jotaro headed towards the surface…wondering the sort of person his grandfather had found.

He looked forward to meeting this Schu. Hopefully Joseph treated them with respect.

[mastersnowdrift]

Whose House Is This Anyway? (CA Event Closed - Daylen and Joseph)

Snowdrift awoke groggily in the middle of the day. The question of what happened only dimly played itself out in his mind. It was easily dismissed by a sentiment that, at any other time would have seemed quite absurd. Must not have been too important if I can't remember it.

Scientists.

Snowdrift sat upright at once on the couch. He looked out the closest window and onto the street...except that was normally impossible. He lived in an apartment...didn't he?

He rubbed at his eyes just as his cellphone buzzed. When he looked at it, the phone only displayed an error message and a low battery alarm. He sighed disgustedly. So the phone wasn't going to provide him any answers. Like where he needed to be...

He realized at once that he needed to be home. Immediately. Yet why had he chosen to stay in this place...with its experiment, if that was the case? He sighed, cleared his throat, and spoke aloud, "I have somewhere I need to be...yet why can't I remember where that is?" He grimaced and held a hand to his mustache braids, pulling at one as he tried to remember. The momentary pain was nothing, but he was still drawing blanks.

There was someone else here in the house with him. Snowdrift tried to taste for alcohol or anything that might have compromised him on his breath and failed. He rolled off the couch and stood upright, his brown eyes regarding the presences here..but only dimly. "I don't suppose you could explain what happened to me?" Snowdrift's voice was low and quite dangerous...carrying the obvious threat that if the person meant to deceive him, they'd be in for a world of trouble.

[biggesthypocrite-blog]

Gimme gimme gimme!

27: The last slice of pizza

How he had ended up sharing pizza with a Joestar was a utter mystery - perhaps a bet of sorts. He slid it over the table slowly mustering most intense look he could muster. 

"There.

I wouldn’t poison it or anything. Probably.”

He wouldn't share his pizza without having the Joestar break a little sweat at least.

[biggesthypocrite-blog]

Sticky note: you're a piece of shit... a HOLY piece of shit :)))

"Ah do pardon me, I'll try to find something within me that gives worth to this sort of low and unnecessary stupidity..."

"Ah, I can't seem to find any. I apologize profusely for your worthlessness."