So... he found out my face and my name like this. Sticking his head out of the wall... that boy... Emporio
[ and like a bad penny, miu miu is here, halfway stuck out of the wall, her rat's nest so ugly and identifiable. behind her, jail house lock's eyebeams shine.
as she steps fully into the room. into emporio's stand. home turf.
ah, watch out - you might get what you're after... ]
Normally I would just leave him, but if he's going to try and record my identity, that's another story. Because my job is to use Jail House Lock to Lock away other stand users.
[ and she raises her gun to emporio.
still, you all have your memories, and you all can see clearly. perhaps she isn't aware of this just yet... perhaps... you can get the jump on her. three normal people and one stand user. you can do it, right? ]
[ That's the thing about Axel. He isn't the type of person to just sit and wait around.
With her pointing the gun at Emporio there ain't time for much dillydallying. He's going to run and try to tackle her to the ground (while forgetting about her Stand I guess but all he can think of is 'GUN POINTING AT SOMEBODY'.) ]
[ hung bristles up, shoving himself forward and lunging towards miu miu with axel. because that means he can maybe throw himself at her stand, if not her, because he doesn't want her getting a damn foot closer. ]
a bullet hits each of you in a place of your choosing:
bang
bang
bang
but it doesn't enter quite like a bullet, doesn't even feel like a bullet. there's no damage there. three scrunched up bullets clatter to the ground.
something that has emerged within the split seconds between your actions. built on the brick and mortal of your courage. your will. your determination.
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So... he found out my face and my name like this. Sticking his head out of the wall... that boy... Emporio
[ and like a bad penny, miu miu is here, halfway stuck out of the wall, her rat's nest so ugly and identifiable. behind her, jail house lock's eyebeams shine.
as she steps fully into the room. into emporio's stand. home turf.
ah, watch out - you might get what you're after... ]
Normally I would just leave him, but if he's going to try and record my identity, that's another story. Because my job is to use Jail House Lock to Lock away other stand users.
[ and she raises her gun to emporio.
still, you all have your memories, and you all can see clearly. perhaps she isn't aware of this just yet... perhaps... you can get the jump on her. three normal people and one stand user. you can do it, right? ]
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With her pointing the gun at Emporio there ain't time for much dillydallying. He's going to run and try to tackle her to the ground (while forgetting about her Stand I guess but all he can think of is 'GUN POINTING AT SOMEBODY'.) ]
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[ she is suddenly on her feet and running to tackle emporio out of the way. ]
Emporio! Get down!!
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Into the water! Get her to the water!
[ dva has emporio. surely he'll be safe. ]
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anyways, wow, y'all are fucking heroes.
a bullet hits each of you in a place of your choosing:
bang
bang
bang
but it doesn't enter quite like a bullet, doesn't even feel like a bullet. there's no damage there. three scrunched up bullets clatter to the ground.
something that has emerged within the split seconds between your actions. built on the brick and mortal of your courage. your will. your determination.
the room fills with light— ]