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 SNAPPISH ATTITUDES, HIGASHIKATA JOUSUKE / MISSO
BUT I REFUSE.
15
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TWENTY-SEVEN
JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
HUMAN
MANGAKA
CAPTAIN (SHE / HER)
HE / HIM
The whimsical dimension was a place where the most bizarre and unrealistic of things became reality. Kishibe Rohan himself was no stranger to oddities -- his years in Morioh often supplied him with reference to his manga, a bit with some danger to his life.

However, there was something... different in reading that fantastical creatures such as dragons or satyrs existed within Elestis, compared to meeting youkai up in some mountains or being almost drowning along with Mister Antonio Trussardi while out poaching for abalone. Children are often taught at a young age that such wild flights of fantasy were fake, unreal, but here they were.

The great mangaka himself was drawn to, at the very least, visit Elestis multiple times if he had too. There was such a great amount of untapped potential for his manga! And while it was less than likely to see a full blown dragon in Pink Dark Boy unless he was to rearrange the mechanics and lore to make such possible -- perhaps as a spiritual guide behind a villain in an arc revolving around the concept of chivalry?

He arrived to the train station in Elestis with his grandmother's bag in hand and a camera in another. While he did not bring his usual large sketchpad, he did bring a smaller journal, safely tucked in the purse along with a few pencils and pens if inspiration had struck him completely. The mangaka saw his first visit more as an opportunist to sight see before he could seriously dive deeper into the odd reality that existed here.

Mhm... Kishibe Rohan, ever the sentimental man (more so than he would have preferred to admit), deeply respected his grandmother. Not many knew of her, or of how he and her husband used to run a hot springs inn back in the days. He missed it, of course, but there was nothing he could do, and there was no way that he was to run the inn. So now, his only memento of her was the bag, and regrettably he had its Stand removed. It was inconvenient for him to be losing money and other valuables on occasion, but truly it was only a sign of his grandmother, still keeping an eye on him, in the afterlife. There was no chance of him discarding this purse at all.

However, never mind his moment of inner reflection, those are often sparse and rare. Rohan was quick to move through Elestis, taking photos of whatever he he thought was extraordinary as a reference for later. He easily moved through the city (and at times taken aback by how there were other people flying), but his feet lead him out of the city entirely, pass the ring of ice, to stand at the shores of Lake Amaranth. He had been forewarned by friendly guards and what he supposed where the hospitality workers in Iscantir about both the city that thrived beneath it and the creatures that lurked under the shifting hues of the water.

Even the Great Kishibe Rohan did not understand how it would have been possible for water to act in such way, but he contented himself to taking multiple photos.

Oh I probably could find me another, but I guess they're all in awe of me. Who cares? I never get lonesome. Cause I treasure my own company.
HIGASHIKATA JOUSUKE
captain.
I'm gonna fix that spaghetti and reduce it to its original ingredients!
49
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Sixteen
jjba: part IV
Human
Student
misso (she/her)
He/Him
@KISHIBE ROHAN

"I don't know what you want me to say, young man. You should be looking in Hialao."

True, and Jousuke wasn't even sure precisely what he was looking for. On hiw downtime he went on occasion to other dimensions, mostly with the intent of finding some kind of work. Hialao was the obvious preference, and Elestis was a little too bizarre for his tastes, but hell... what was he gonna do? He couldn't be picky, even though he technically was. He had his options, but they were open indefinitely leaving him time enough to search elsewhere. This place wasn't exactly his couple of tea, and the elderly man he spoke to seemed to pick up on that.

"If you've got nothing, any idea where else I can look?"
It was at this question the man had something to say: there were always creatures prancing about on the outside causing trouble for folks. The guards did their best to keep these monsters out of town, but any travelers that tried to go between Iscantir and any outposts on the outside often met with terrible fates. He spoke so ominously, Jousuke could almost feel the chill of his words at the back of his neck. This guy was just made for campfire horror stories.

Jousuke would have to go to a guard for more information (and probably would have to dance around the idea of him going out and doing anything stupid, as the guards probably wouldn't take that too kindly,) but hell, if all he needed to do was take a critter and put it somewhere away from the road and get on someone's good side then why the hell not? He opted to not warn the guards, just in case they tried to stop him or something, and ended up walking down the road towards the lake, a little ill-prepared for what lay in wait there.

It was down by the water that Jousuke could see exactly what that old man was talking about. Below the water's surface lurked a creature he couldn't quote make the form of, but it was big. Possibly bigger than a human, he he couldn't quite tell for sure. He wasn't about to take a dip to find out. Wasn't it a land creature he was told to worry about anyway? There was nothing dangerous about water animals so long as he didn't mess with them in their habitat. Frogs croaked around him. Eugh...

He stepped away from the bank of the lake, wincing at the squish of the damp soil under his shoes... but then he heard another sound. It wasn't your common nature noise, but a click. Curious Jousuke followed the sound and then he saw him. It was unmistakable: the hair, that weird ink pen outfit he liked to wear. Kishibe Rohan.

That's just great, of all the people Jousuke could have run into, it had to be his least favorite person on the planet. But he was taking photos, giving Jousuke an idea. He smiled deviously, creeping in closely and as silently as he could manage. Rohan was too busy focusing on his photography, and failed to notice until Jousuke dove in front of one of the photos just as he pressed the button, staining the picturesque landscape in the photo with his face.

"Whoops, clumsy me!" Jousuke staggered to his feet, but he was never really in any danger of tripping in the first place.
BUT I REFUSE.
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TWENTY-SEVEN
JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
HUMAN
MANGAKA
CAPTAIN (SHE / HER)
HE / HIM
Rohan fared extremely well in his time in the multiverse. He did, on occasion mind you, miss Koichi, his one friend (and even pondered on how Reimi was in the afterlife). Overall, he didn't think too much of Morioh, and how he did not miss most of the inhabitants. They were his readers, sure, but he had new ones here now. And even if the occasional anxiety struck him that those back at home would have stopped reading his art, there were more people here that reminded him that they too read Pink Dark Boy.

Which was why his heart did not jump in joy in the knowledge that someone he knew was too in this strange, bizarre world. Especially when it was due to who it was.

That childish behavior, the apparent need to disturb him while he was simply doing nothing at all, save for taking photos-- The Higashikata Jousuke he knew from the last seven years following the conclusion of Kira Yoshikage could have ignored him and move on with his life. It was a tentative truce of sorts, and even he was tolerable enough to sit down at a cafe with (if and only if Koichi-kun was there).

This was not the Higashikata he knew.

So Rohan scowled, annoyed at how his photo was ruined -- never mind of he had multiple of the same scenery -- and that he would have to deal with the same shitbag that was reminisant in his shitty behavior seven years ago. As much as Kishibe Rohan thought himself above grudges, he was all too fond of perpetuating them if it was towards a person he loathed. There was no 'being the better' person here.

"Don't you lie to me, Higashikata," The mangaka spoke through gritted teeth. The other didn't even give a proper greeting to someone that was older than him! He was still the same, and Rohan momentarily questioned just why it had to be Higashikata, instead of Koichi-kun. He jabbed an accusing finger toward the student, "You walked purposefully into my camera's range, you shitbag!" It was made all the worse ove the fact that the student feigned to have tripped in the beginning, using it as an excuse.

Oh I probably could find me another, but I guess they're all in awe of me. Who cares? I never get lonesome. Cause I treasure my own company.
captain.

I'm gonna fix that spaghetti and reduce it to its original ingredients!
49
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Sixteen
jjba: part IV
Human
Student
misso (she/her)
He/Him
@KISHIBE ROHAN

That was so goddamn like him, flipping out over the most menial of jokes. No wonder this guy couldn’t make any friends. It’d help if he wasn’t so serious all the time, but it would be in everyone’s best interest if he stayed that way. The only thing worse than an introverted asshole who stayed at home was an extroverted asshole that went out of his way to ruin everyone’s day.

… huh. Now that he thought that, he felt a little guilty.

He only did it to Rohan though, so it didn’t count! Honest.

Regardless, his fake tripping seemed to have set off Rohan’s rage-o-meter, and Jousuke, in true Jousuke fashion, just kind of sat there and tuned it out. He wasn’t particularly bothered by Rohan’s outburst and to be perfectly honest if it didn’t happen then he would have been surprised. And maybe a little worried. He consoled the other with a somewhat disingenuous gesture of outstretched palms.

“Chill the hell out, dude. It was a joke but you probably don’t even know what those are, right?” God, out of all the people he could have run into from Morioh, it had to be Rohan. Why not Koichi or friggen Okuyasu? It’d be nice to have the bros around for a change. He wasn’t about to apologize though. He didn’t have the time or the patience to deal with Rohan longer than he needed to, and with his little prank over and done with he was now free to do as he pleased - far far away from him. It would have been better if he’d just walked away and ignored him, but where was the fun in that? Oh well.

“It’s not like you don’t have other photos on there, right? I ruined a total of one with a photobomb. Wow, what a crime.” And it was here that Jousuke turned away, unaware of the violent bubbling that broke at the water’s surface.
BUT I REFUSE.
15
POSTS
TWENTY-SEVEN
JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
HUMAN
MANGAKA
CAPTAIN (SHE / HER)
HE / HIM
In the defense against Higashikata's inner thoughts, it should be brought up that Rohan did have a sense of humor. However, only the people he liked would see a glimpse of that less serious side of him. Which clearly restricted that to two or three people. Not that it would matter though, since this was the shitbag.

"I do understand what a joke is, but anything from you isn't one." Everything he did was more detrimental than humorous. Damn, there was the saying about 'setting an example' and this was especially true when he was the adult here, but fuck that. Accepting to console anyone with that gesture his ass.

Rohan was aware of the... ugh, good person Higashikata was. Seven years of dealing with that made it clear. However, the younger Higashikata always hid it behind opposite gestures, and when he had to deal with the other unwillingly, pettiness and irrationality got the better hold of him. And there was no Koichi that would try to placate either parties at the moment.

It was easier to say that they are forever on separate wavelengths, never meant to get along as friends. Older or younger, it didn't matter, the two could never act friendly to each other.

"The actual crime here is that I'll have to deal with your shitty face, again" He spat, "And to think that you managed to somehow become somewhat tolerable in seven years."

But the tension of the water's surface was broken, and his attention shifted from the student to the lake. What kind of timing is this? Rohan couldn't help but be cautious whenever any abnormal thing would start to happen.

Something was surfacing-- something large judging by the amount of air it was releasing.

Oh I probably could find me another, but I guess they're all in awe of me. Who cares? I never get lonesome. Cause I treasure my own company.
@HIGASHIKATA JOUSUKE
captain.
I'm gonna fix that spaghetti and reduce it to its original ingredients!
49
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Sixteen
jjba: part IV
Human
Student
misso (she/her)
He/Him
@KISHIBE ROHAN

Most of that went through one ear and out the other, until the mangaka mentioned something about himself in seven years? He didn’t look like he’d aged very much, but for a moment Jousuke stopped, though about the words and then, with a reaction slightly delayed by his brain attempting to process it, turned back to him, slightly confused.

“Wait, what? Seven fucking years? The hell? They’d managed to know each other that long without somehow killing each other? Granted, there was a high probability neither of them would go that extra mile even if they had the chance. Jousuke knew he certainly didn’t want that kind of blood for the sake of a grudge. But wow. Jeez, seven years? And they’d become tolerable to each other?

Rohan, meanwhile, seemed to have had his attention drawn elsewhere. The steep drop towards the water’s edge was poor protection from what lurked in the water, and Jousuke’s eyes followed Rohan’s absent gaze to its surface. There he saw just what Rohan was observing: a dark figure, giving off a torrent of bubbles, lurking just below the surface.

And then it broke through into the air above, and Jousuke felt his blood run cold. Fuck Elestis.

It was the biggest goddamn turtle he’d ever seen. Now, Jousuke wasn’t a fan of reptiles in general, but it was turtled, for some fucking reason, that took the cake in terms of what scared him. Little turtles were bad enough. He knew they wouldn’t hurt him, but his body still didn’t like the idea of touching them. This thing, however, was a monster.

It must have been as big as a car or something, with massive snapping jaws and claws like a bear. It broke through the surface and attempted to pull Rohan in. Jousuke, though he absolutely loathed the other, took a trepid step forward. His body stopped him from moving closer once he saw the jaws snap tightly around Rohan’s bag, damn near pulling him into the water had the strap not broken and allowed the turtle to tumble back into the water.

Then, the dark figure below disappeared. Jousuke’s heart pounded and he stood frozen, alert. Was it going to give up that easily?
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