Victorian Hearts, Phantom Light

A Selective Erina Joestar-Pendleton Roleplay Blog *`* Main: Post Phantom Blood; Pre Battle Tendency *`* OC, Duplicate, Crossover, and Multiship Friendly *`* Playwrightten By Nami *`* Follows From "kindersturm" *`*

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    was her intention to provoke him? to make him lash out at her like he would’ve done all those years ago?  such words… like a spire poking at him repeatedly, their intention was to leave holes in his reasoning—to plant doubt in his conviction & carry the wounds from his last battle to the next one. for such a holy woman, she could be quite devilish.

    “—& what’s to you what will happen to me? i do not see how any of these concerns you.” he speaks, calmly & yet, condescending in his tone. as if she had spoken out of place. words too big for someone as insignificant to even muster. “a legacy lives through the test of time. it doesn’t matter how long its relevance is at any given time, as long as it exists.“ & for generations to come, whether it’s for good or for bad, his name & doing will be remembered. DIO was certain of it.

      “my ambition makes no room for such thing as revenge. by virtue of possessing this body & standing here alive, even in death, i already won.”

      Erina stood in thought for a moment longer, ocean blue gaze moving downward and her eyelids resting halfway over those globes of her eyes. The question of what it was to her, would always drive her to the point of confliction. Was it the want to only irritate and push him, only to want to make him regret. Or did she perhaps care of the outcome of all this organized chaos that the blond managed to muster.

      “ It matters in some way to me. ”

      Erina hummed, she wouldn’t be specific, perhaps for the reason she couldn’t think off. A simple knowledge that it did matter. In some way. 

      “ You would rather to exist in the back of someone’s mind? To exist in some way, even if it is no longer relevant? ”

      Closing her eyelids, Erina tilted her head upward and let out a soft sigh, fiddling with her fingers and letting her shoulders rest. He continued on and on, no room for revenge in his ambition. A virtue of being alive. Yes, alive and with her husband’s body. 

      “ You have won by surviving. A game with God, you have won. ”

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   perhaps over a century ago, he’d have responded differently. quick to anger—acting before his mind grasped on what was being said. he was controlled by emotions all those years ago, back when he first succumbed before jonathan. tears falling down his cheek, shaking with the raging inferno that burnt within him. now, he was different man. her words, barely earning a physical reaction from him.

    “—i’ve learned from my mistakes, & i can assure you, i won’t be forgotten. even if i fade into nothingness, my presence will remain.” he could almost feel it. with this body… there was no other alternative. for every advantage came with disadvantages & the awakening of the vampire may alert to those related to its kin. their fates were entwined for better or worse.

     the warm tone of amber in his eyes contradicts the coldness to which he looks at her, not with disdain, but indifference. almost as she was merely an image formed by dust. it would soon vanish, he reminded himself, keeping his composure to avoid giving into provocation. “i underestimated my enemy, back then, but i’ve matured. i’ve become wiser now to see where i failed. it won’t happen again.”

      Erina could not help but to always wonder what made DIO think so confidently. Surely, there were many reasons she could speculate on. He was more level headed than she remembered from prior. Erina wondered if this same man that stood in front of her would have done the same kiss all those years ago. That was an answer she could not know, not at that moment. It would hardly matter, what was done was done--in the past and unable to be changed.

      “ You have grown, yet how much of you is the same revenge driven boy? Is that what drove you back then? Revenge, or something else? ”

      Her tone was dismal, simple yet questioning as she tapped one finger against her own phantom of skin. The words of DIO did make her almost feel like laughing, yet no chuckle or giggle exited her throat. Everyone was forgotten. In time, immortality could only be gained in minimal to no ways...

      “ As the days go on, you gain height and get closer to your goal, there will be a peak, DIO. After that peak you will fall, quickly at first, then it will slow. And at the end of that curve down there is nothing... You will be forgotten eventually.. When the stories fade to nothingness, and those who remembered you lose their sanity or their lives. ”

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  Ope? No people?? :D Hello! A really quick notice, this blog is very low activity!! I will try to thread, but nonetheless will be selective. 

    Despite that being said--If anyone would like to plot, dm me here or I can give me discord~ 

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   if there was anyone capable of drawing such a reaction from the living dead, it was erina pendleton. no, erina joestar. a woman who even in death, haunted him with her inquiries as if she was supposed to bring some revelation to him. in a way, she already had. those words muttered to him when consciousness was slipping from his grasp & the waves of the ocean, luring him like the gentle arms of a mother putting her child to sleep. her mention of heavenbecame the reason for his resolve, but it was as if now, he had gone too far—surpassing any expectations that she may have had all those years ago.

     he would not cave in self-pity. he would not present doubt or fear, regardless of the nature of her inquiry. DIO knew what she was seeking by saying those words; for the vampire to break & show glimpses of whatever humanity was left within him. to show either regret or remorse for his actions—his last chance at redemption.

     it would be a lie if he claimed that such train of thought had never occurred to him, but whether it was pride or his stubbornness, admission wasn’t option. one could not possesscourage if there was doubt present on his mind.

 “—how little do you think of me? to dare insinuate my influence hasn’t touched the souls of others? that i won’t succeed in what my plans are.”

      A stubborn answer from a stubborn man. Automatically assuming she thought little of him. Well--No, that was far from true, she did think little of him. His goals were curious, but his person drove her irritation and kept in anger to it’s tip. Yet she knew the best way to handle such a man, was to remain calm. The only deluge in her appearance being those oceans of irises. Never seeming still, waves of well kept emotion.

      Erina’s gaze moved to the side, an observant pass by everything around them, then returning to DIO’s, a calmness fleeting from her voice.

      “ Perhaps it has touched the souls of others, Dio. However those may not be permanent. That is the flaw of man, after all. ”

      The implication of her statement as her eyes narrowed, pupils dilating a bit before she closed her eyes and sighed. Crossing her arms and letting her fingers run down her forearm before remaining in an idle posture. Eyes remaining closed with her next statement.

      “ You may succeed, in that case my prediction will be incorrect, for a time. Although you may be overconfident, requiring a reevaluation to your stubbornness. ”

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      Erina had asked the question for a few reasons, many unconscious and without real meaning. Although one that did perhaps stand out most obviously was in turn to DIO’s decision of immortality. As a vampire, indeed... Although she wasn’t sure if it was regret she was looking for... A man so set in his mind, she could be unsure if he would ever regret any decision, no less the decision to become a monster. A blood-craving god.

      “ Perhaps. ”

      The spirit of a woman long dead looked calm as ever, truly a voice in that ever darkness. Her ocean blue eyes looking to the side then returning to the amber irises of the somewhat still living DIO.

      “ However, what if all you have done, your life and after life...It fades into nothing without even an impact. Those you have influenced moving passed your actions and then you become...Nothing. Nothing in the eyes of history. ”

      Gently wrapping her hands together, she appeared peaceful, pure. Although a bitterness flicked over her tone as she finished her statement. Her speculation, one might say.

      “ Then wouldn’t that mean, you have lived a life worse than death? ”

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      “ Happy easter, everybody~ ”

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      “ ...Yes I am back. ” For now. “ Would anyone like tea..? ”

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  inbox call ! no cap yet

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  Is Erina back? Maybe. Probably. For now.

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@jojoingjoseph​ replied to “ ... ”

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      “ Joseph? Don’t want me telling stories..? Oh, perhaps it’s a bit embarrassing, especially when thinking about when you slipped on that stuffed deer toy... ”

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      “ Hm..... ”

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Anonymous said:

i hand a certain au erina a time/space/universe machine, and a preparatory box of 😏, in exchange for telling us exactly who would be on a hypothetical list to 😏

      Fangs flashed over Erina’s bottom lip, neatly gloved hands crossing beneath her chin in intense thought. What a strange gift to be given, and here she thought she may only receive this ability when that other was around... How peculiar, whether or not she would use it or leave it to it’s own devices to be covered in dust would be for another time.

      And then, there was the request for a list, how boorring--She could list of all the names of dear friends she had met over the years she had been cursed--or perhaps blessed--with immortality. From people she knew, to those who appeared to be herself with strange differences or partial inclinations. It was so limiting to only list names. Yet nonetheless, having something of a machine would be so intriguing.

      “ I suppose I can spill a few hints, but no names. A brute with blue hair, an idiot with blond hair, a fool who can’t stay dead but nonetheless comes to ask questions, a phantom who resembles myself, and a wraith who accompanies that phantom. That’s all you get, gremlin, is that enough for your devices so I can receive that handy machine~? ”

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      “ I have found myself reading The Divine Comedy. So intriguing, a wonderful and often humourus take on hell, heaven, purgatory. Although it does have darker moments... ”

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P!nk —  Beautiful Trauma Album  {Sentence Starters}

“What about us?“

“We were on fire.”

“I wasn’t that friendly.”

“No, no, no, let me finish.”

“I fight because I have to.”

“Another day, another sin.”

“Death is in the air tonight.”

“Revenge is sweet, isn’t it?”

“Oh, I’m so goddamn mean.”

“I know that it won’t fix a thing.”

“I think we had it, but we lost it.”

“Goddamn right I miss drinking.”

“And even I can’t be this strong.”

“We’ve both always been broken.”

“Whoever said that life was easy?”

“I wish I could feel things like you.”

“I don’t want control, I want to let go.”

“Whoever said that love was sweet?”

“It’s like we burn so bright we burn out.”

“It’s the start of us waking up, come on.”

“I would be okay, and you might be okay.”

“We’ve all been through this kind of thing.”

“My mouth gets me in trouble all the time.”

“I’m hurting… and now you’ll feel the same.”

“I honestly never imagined we’d get this far.”

“I wanna burn it all down, so let’s start a fire.”

“Got a hole in my head and my heart tonight.”

“I let the monster out, and it’s coming after me.”

“There’s nothing, no nothing… nothing but you.”

“You had my heart. I wish you would have kept it.”

“No love. You hold me close, but I don’t feel much.”

“Even when I fall, you don’t seem to give two shits.”

“What is wrong with me, it’s what’s wrong with you.”

“What have I done? For the first time, I blame myself.”

“There’s rage, and terror, and there’s sickness here…”

“What about love? What about trust? What about us?”

“I’ve already seen the bottom, so there’s nothing to fear.”

“'Cause I’ve been on the run so long, they can’t find me.”

“They never say that you gotta grow up… quite this soon.”

“I haven’t changed, I’ve just replaced all the chains with pearls.”

“Let me count the ways how I’ll get you, or how I’ll make you pay.”

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jojoingjoseph:

★ “ Alright, alright..! Here it goes.. Ahem, Granny..? ” No one else could even begin to instill a fear worse than God himself than the simple demand spoken by a soothing voice. Through the conundrums of Time and Space itself becoming nothing short of knotted and twisted over in such a way to even begin allowing them to meet one another like this, one thing was clear as the shining midday…

Erina is still just as terrifying now as she is in later years.

★ “ I.. er.. have two brothers.. Jovan and Joshua– Triplets, you see. That’s the whole kit and kaboodle that’s been going around and why you may have heard a blurb about there being more of me considering the three of us are identical triplets. ”

      ...

      “ Ah. ”

      Erina lifted her hand to her own face, eyebrows pushing together and closing her eyes. What a predicament...

      “ Brothers... Wonderful, Joseph...really.. ”

      She looked tired, weary, sighing deeply and lowering her hands then crossing her arms. Did that make here the grandmother of...Three... She then took a breath and narrowed her own eyes as she looked to the side then towards Joseph. With her beating blue eyes.

      “ ...Are you two causing trouble? ”