Fourth Wall!

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOVEMBER 17 - 19
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
Log:






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[seacub]

[Boomertaro meet...........................whatever the hell being is holding Emporio's phone right now. Did Jotaro ever even get a look at Weather Report? Definitely not, but right now the Stand is peering at the screen like a cat that sat on a tablet.

A muffled voice- unfamiliar, but clearly young- scolds the Stand.] Weather-

Weather put that down-

[The Stand simply keeps staring...Is he staring???...at the phone.]

Weather-

Give THAT-

[A scuffle. A tumble. The phone is in someone's hands; darkened by healthy exposure to tropical sun, dressed mostly in winter wear given the season (albeit winter wear that others will note suspiciously resembles certain pokemon...), blond with gold eyes...]

What did you even want with this, we need to get a UBir...

[Emporio has now realized what is still on the screen.

Emporio has now realized who is still on the screen.

...................

The phone falls about a centimeter before being caught, fortunately saving said screen.] D-

Dr. Kujo?!!

[phdepression]

[Excuse you, he was born in 1970, he's a gen X baby. And while Jotaro has never seen Weather Report, he knows very damned well what a stand looks like.

The man blinks as a familiar yet clearly changed face hits the screen. Puberty has been kind to Emporio, it seems. He only met him briefly but-]

Emporio, wasn't it? You were with Jolyne and the others.

[Technically he's Professor Kujo but Jotaro doesn't care enough to correct him.] You've grown.

[seacub]

[For a moment, Emporio's jaw hangs open- then it snaps closed with a click, as he looks off screen and considers his words.

He does open his mouth once or twice, but nothing seems to come out. There's something he's clearly trying to say, wanting to say, and yet...

(It's been so long. He's worked up but not the same way he ever expected. If it were 3 years ago he'd be breaking down into tears but instead his mind reels with questions like 'how long is he going to be here' 'has he met Hermana' 'does he know-')

Emporio swallows, and speaks- voice much deeper than the squeaky, alarmed sound he had exclaimed with before, the sound that no doubt actually resembled his voice at twelve- somewhat hesitantly.] I-

Yeah. ...Yeah, it's Emporio. I...

[And he blurts-] Pucci's dead.

[no wait, bad, that needs context.] I killed him.

[shit no that's worse] It-

It's over now, it's... He can't finish what he was doing anymore!

[he's bad at this]

[phdepression]

[Jotaro doesn't interrupt. He looks on, taking in Emporio and his surroundings. His expression is hard to read, mostly because his face is hidden by the screen and still centered on the crying Clobbopus.]

Ah. [Well... that's a lot. He is surprised it was Emporio who killed Pucci and not Jolyne.] ... I see.

Are you alright?

[seacub]

Are you!?

[Ah, there's the panic.] The last thing I saw of you was...was..-!

[.......................]

How... ...how much do you remember?

[phdepression]

I'm alive. Which is a lot more than I can say how I was before.

[The Clobbopus starts wailing at that, though whether its related or not remains to be seen.]

[seacub]

[There is an impressive wince in reply to that.] ...Everything. Then.

[The teenager swallows.] ...I...

...She's here now, [he says, unwilling to convey her 'true' fate. It's all too easy to infer however.

All too easy to guess, when he's unwilling to come out with it.]

...I'm sorry. ...I was too late.

[As if it were ever his responsibility. As if he could have ever had something to be late for, to begin with.]

[phdepression]

[Jotaro is quiet. Instead of talking, he waits for Emporio to finish.]

You shouldn't blame yourself. It wasn't your battle.

[The man sighs.]

Is she happy?

[seacub]

...It kind of was, [he can't help but mutter, before shaking himself off.] I-

...Yeah. ...Yeah, she is. She...she's got a gym of her own, in a remote island where it's peaceful...

[wait] Do... ...did anyone actually explain this place to you..?

[phdepression]

[Considering Pucci is one of Dio's underlings and Dio was a Joestar problem, Jotaro would have to disagree. Not that he would unless Emporio brought it up again.]

Yes, Jolyne did. She picked me up and brought me here. I was just... making sure.

[seacub]

Good. That's....good. Uhhh...

I, I guess you've met the others then, or at least the pokemon...

[oh no

he's attempting small talk]

[phdepression]

[Oh no, Jotaro's bad at that.

Thankfully he knows how to avoid it well. So the man holds up the Clobbopus.]

They keep crying. I've dressed the wounds and tried to feed and put them to sleep but they keep wailing. If I do nothing, they'll plod outside and then start wailing again.

[seacub]

[Uh oh, uh oh!]

Oh-

...uhh...

...You're sure they're crying? It almost looks like they're trying to fight more than anything...

[phdepression]

Well, they were crying when I didn't follow them outside.

[Fight? Did someone say fight?! The Clobbopus chitters and raises its arms, practically screeching at the screen.]

... Right. The fighting thing. Should it be fighting while injured?

[seacub]

Uhhhh...is there a pokemon center nearby? It'll have a red roof and a big 'ball' on top...

...guess that answers the question though...

[phdepression]

Yeah. There's a Pokemon Centre. I didn't think it'd be necessary but I'll take them there.

Thanks. Hopefully that'll help.

ties off, winks at the other thread

[seacub]

Great!

And... [...Since he worries about if he'll actually see the other after this weekend...] ...Good luck.