giorno doesn’t speak much, but when he does, it’s in odd phrases. he’s too polite, too formal – and the sentences that fall from his lips have the cadence of a gilded ransom note, melded together with letter-wax and glue. it’s strangely beautiful, but it is strange.
jotaro’s speech could never be considered beautiful. his vocabulary is lifted from comic books and academic texts, but he hardly speaks long enough for it to matter. he prefers to be direct, efficient – the fastest path between two points is a straight line. when he’s caught off-guard, though, or when the subject is felt rather than explained, he starts and stops like a faulty engine.
the variations in his tone are harder to hear – a subtle bobbing rather than full-on waves, but at a sustained pace, it’s quietly soothing.)
joseph speaks faster than he thinks. he’s got a shotgun tongue and is just as loud – cheeky, crass, and clever, when not completely obtuse. he rolls his rs and pops his ps and travels around the world with his flavorful intonation.
joseph joestar is like popcorn. anyways
josuke speaks in a syncopated two-step, a quick-slow amble through conversation. the peaks and valleys of his voice are evenly spaced, and he’s casual in a way that relaxes. he’s a bad liar, and you can hear it – everything is exaggerated in a displaced soundwave, the rhythm of it rubber-banding in a way that’s easy to spot.
jolyne takes after her great-grandfather more than she does her dad – in some ways. she blurts out her thoughts and makes crude jokes and rolls her rs like a growling pit bull. but she does appreciate the direct approach, rather than talking circles around others like joseph – and, of course, she’s inherited turns of phrases from her father, purposely or not. her voice can strike a chord the same way his can – a way that commands.
jo2uke is blunt, but in a different sort of way than the others. it’s inexplicably refreshing and without artifice, like the sudden rush of a sea breeze. his speech patterns are also strange, both in turns of phrase as well as lines of thought – he jumps from topic to topic as if you’re privy to the tracks changing in his mind.
johnny’s tongue is sharp and dour, sarcasm a second skin. his voice is smoother than it is rough, but sometimes sand slips into the back of his throat whenever emotion gets the best of him. he speaks in a fairly even tone, leaning towards flat, at an unhurried pace. sometimes his voice skips, losing purchase on itself and dropping syllables – but that’s not so bad as when it cracks.
jonathan’s voice is warm and resonant, vibrating from the chest. he isn’t loud, really, but his voice carries with ease. he speaks formally, polite – but in a manner that’s unadorned and approachable. sometimes if he’s not being careful, words and phrases from his youth will slip out. they’re not exactly rude, but they’re more casual, a little rougher than what he’s practiced over the years.
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