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JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA⬤ JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
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[nipzips]

We're family, Joylne. You don't have to do that.

[ He's always willing to lend a listening ear, be it family, friends or even acquaintances. Of course he would come when Jolyne actually sounds upset about something. ]

What did you want to talk to me about?

[getstoned]

That's still such a wild concept to get used to... I mean, for the longest time it was just mom and I at home, and then all of a sudden there's just more family and more information...

[ she was leading josuke inside, the comfort of privacy behind closed doors and to the couch ]

I don't know where to start... I mean, there's some shit that went down recently, but also some stuff leading up to and tying into that as well I guess... I really don't know if anyone's bothered to fill you in on family history because no one totally did that with me until I met a guy here.

[nipzips]

Don't I know it ... [ He had the EXACT same experience. For all his life it was really just him, his grandfather and his mother. Suddenly, he has a father and a nephew and now a grand-niece? It's never going to be easy to process, but he does love them all. Josuke follows Jolyne into the house, plopping onto the couch. ]

Uh, a little bit? Depends what you mean by that. [ He knows a little bit about what Jotaro had to go through, and he's spoken to Jonathan at the spring a while ago. ] What's bothering you, dude?

[getstoned]

Right? I mean, it hasn't been bad... I really like you, both you and Joseph. It's wildly different than just dealing with my dad, and I don't know it makes me feel not as weird and different than I did before.

[ sitting across from him she probably seems a little tired, unusual if only because she doesn't tend to get that way. but having had to use a lot of chroma and then not really recharging hasn't been the best of things.

for now she brings a hand to the back of her neck ]

Man... this really does go far back doesn't it...? So like, there was that whole thing that great-grandpa and dad did together in the 1980s right? Like where they had to go after that guy named Dio? That sort of, kind of ties into shit that was going down at home for me too because someone really had a bug up their ass about how things went down.

I wasn't born with my stand, this is honestly something that's really new for me... like within the last seven or eight months now. I had been framed for stealing a car and murder back at home, my boyfriend at the time being an unknowing accomplice in the whole thing. It was easy to pin the blame on me because of a previous incident and being involved in a biker gang. And because of that it was easy for them to get me sent to prison.

I knew something was weird because they wouldn't let me see my mom this entire time when I was in holding or going through the court proceedings, it felt like shit because I couldn't assure her that things were going to be okay. I had no way of knowing if they were or not, but you know, I didn't want her going through all this alone. It sucked a lot. All I got was the lawyer handing me a locket that dad had put together for me and gave mom to hold in case of an emergency. This locket was the key, so to speak, because it's when I was stabbed trying to open the damned thing did I get Stone Free. According to Avdol it has some arrowhead in it that does that.

In prison it was just one thing after another with stand users and trying to take me out, shit was fucked up to suddenly have to deal with. Eventually dad came to visit me, which was a shock because we'd been estranged for like six or seven years... He and mom got a divorce and he just never came by again. He only gave me a quick rundown about how he knew I was framed and that's why he was there to try and bust me out--I was still pissed because of how we were at odds... It was dumb, because I loved him so much growing up but I had also felt very betrayed by how things went down between us.

He didn't back me up in that previous incident I was telling you about, someone had accused me of stealing when I wasn't involved in any way and time was running short so I sort of borrowed a car to get away because I was going to miss him again. Dad was jetting off to Japan again, and it felt so urgent to see him before he left... I don't understand it myself, but I didn't want him to go. Instead of standing up for me and helping out he just didn't believe it was all a misunderstanding and left me to do my first stint. That had been the last time I saw him and here he was saying that he believed me and telling me that it's all because of some shit he'd gotten into before.

Time was short, especially since we were both thrown into some weirdass illusion while locked in the visiting room and covered in some gunk that was literally digesting us as we slept. I managed to snap out of it first, and eventually the two of us got out and tried to leave. But it was all a trap just to get to him... in retrospect he should've just left me there like he'd done before, I wouldn't have known anything and I wouldn't have been any more upset at him... At that point I was pissed at the shit ass lawyer for furthering this shit and my crap-ass boyfriend for claiming I stole his ride and hit a guy. It felt like we were on the same page for once, and then came the lectures again in the middle of trying to fuckin' escape and it was just such shit timing...

It only took a moment for this person's stand to swoop in and take both dad's memories and stand--do you know what happens when you lose both these things? Because I sure as hell didn't until he started to go down... even in this moment he was urging me to go ahead, but I knew he wasn't going to catch up and was just being stubborn like always. Before he lost consciousness he said that he'd always cared for me, and that shit just hurt. I knew what I had to do, and I did it, I managed to haul his ass out of the prison and to the sub from the SPW. But I couldn't leave, I knew that, I had to stay behind because I couldn't just leave him like that.

I had no real details, or any leads to work on, I just knew I had to stay in that prison because that's where the stand user was. I went through a lot of shit, managed to get his stand back and I knew at least having that back would get him out of the coma, but I still needed to get his memories. I managed to find some unlikely friends in prison, two of them a lot more unlikely than the other two. Before I got here I had gotten myself sent to the punishment ward at the prison because there were a lot of unexplained deaths and near-death injuries surrounding me, but this is where I wanted to be because this is where my next lead was and it was a bone. Shit went wild, from a full on fight with over thirty-something other prisoners to the bodies turning into plants and feeding into the bone that turned into a weird fuckin' like... I don't know... egg I guess?

I didn't know what was inside it, but I could see in and one thing stood out real clearly and it had the mark... The same mark we all have. I didn't know what to make of it, but I knew I had to take and protect it, my buddy FF had managed to enlist the help of another prisoner named Anasui to help me get out of the punishment ward, I honestly don't know how because we'd only met once before and he didn't seem too friendly but here he was actually helping me out.

We got the egg outside the ward and were looking for a way out when this funky ass fuckin' stand like ate it, but also seemed to want to help out. I didn't know what it's deal was, but FF stayed behind to handle some things, Anasui got on a boat with this stand and we were trying to get through the swamps and dodge the guards when I ended up here. It was a weird adjustment, but the way I saw it is I couldn't leave and this seemed like a breather from all the insane shit happening at home. Shortly after arriving the moon knights had us help out with some kind of operation at a casino in one of the lower levels, it was here that I met two people that are important to this story...

The first one was a priest I met at the prison named Pucci, I didn't think anything of it because... he was a fuckin' priest and he seemed like a chill guy when things were going on in the prison. The second person is a guy named Diego Brando... who also goes by Dio--mind you, no one ever explained who the fuck Dio Brando was to me at this point or why that was an important thing to us in any way. Like the guy could be a dick, but he was also pretty fun and we've been hanging out since our initial hook-up. Now things had been chill here and was all like, whatever, gotta generate chroma and do some shit to fill the time. But then someone started fucking with me with very intimate details, things I hadn't talked to anyone about here and I knew it was that fuck I was looking for at home.

Thing is, I still had no details over who I was looking for. All I knew is it had to be a man, because that's the only side of the prison I didn't have a lot of access to or information on. So I spent a lot of my nights here patrolling and looking around for anything, even a little clue to find out who this was because they're dangerous... And from my wandering around I have found other stand users and these are the people who are in a lot of danger because of this guy given his ability. I couldn't find much of anything, this was just a fuckin' fruitless venture... and I still can't think of any other way I could've handled this before shit went south fast.

At the beginning of the month there was that party, right? I wasn't really into it, but thought I'd probably eventually drop in just to get some fuckin' food or something. But here we are again, it's the same scene as the punishment ward at the prison, and right in the middle of it was that fuckin' priest and Diego. And there was the egg that did really hatch out a baby, a green baby... The moon knights had gotten Pucci contained, and when I saw I was just so livid, I moved in and just dealt him such a fuckin' blow and he went on about Dio being the love of his life, and gravity and making the world a better place... It was so fucked up, it was so... I couldn't even... What the fuck? What the fuck?!

I just couldn't reel it in, because this was just all so screwed up. At least in the prison those guys in the punishment ward were like... the worst of the worst, those were some fuckin' criminals that did unspeakable things. But sacrificing so many innocent people here? Trying to bring equality to this world--like what the hell? This world isn't home, it's about as fucking equal as you can get, like shit man.

After I was done dealing with his looney tunes ass I went to go see Diego who was holding the baby with the birthmark... Like I was just so tired and so done, but also... I was still drawn to this baby. I wanted to see her... to check her out, you know? And even then, at that moment, I knew that I wasn't really mad at Diego... Like he participated in this fucking disaster, but if I didn't just see the same thing happen at home I might've been mad. In this case he was just... doing him, he was going along with it because he thought he was getting something out of it. But if he weren't here Pucci would've done the same thing... Diego being involved seemed irrelevant then, and still does now.

I'm still so fucking mad over the situation... but I'm more upset at myself more than anything else. There had to be something else I could've done, something to prevent this thing from happening here... but more than that, I really fuckin' let down my dad and I hate it. I had one job and I managed to screw it up royally... I'm at a loss, I don't know what to do and I just... I don't know.

[ letting out a sigh she sinks into the couch a little more, eyes closed ]

I have a feeling I might've fucked up at home too... I was still in the middle of this happening... But what if he's actually able to accomplish this there, where it's definitely meant to work...?

I hate feeling like this... I don't want to cry... my dad used to always tell me to stop being such a crybaby when I was a kid and I hated it. I wanted to be strong like him, I didn't want to waste my time with doing something so stupid and unnecessary...