So um...

Anyone else craving shellfish?

*here's a scared little kid that's at least 50% hair. He has an odd little comic clutched to himself and is trudging through the snow. He looks sort of scared*

B-brother? Are you here, too?

*here's Risotto, stapling a few fliers to poles around town. They read: Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap. Call 36-2436 anytime. Looks like someone needs money*

[In Johnny's boredom, he has discovered the greatest invention known to modern man: Rolling office chairs.Abandoning his horse and wheelchair, he hoists himself aboard (presumably with the help of Gyro, because the things roll away when you try to climb on them!) and rolls around the generic building of genericness. This gets boring unfortunately, ( Read more... )

[OOC: First time RPer...at least on LJ. Let's do this! LEEEROOOOOY JEEENNKIIINS!]

[Have a confused Formaggio, looking at his surroundings, scratching his head...and inexplicably holding an empty wine bottle with a cat in it. Clearly this isn't Italy...]

Where the hell am I...? Last thing I remember was fighting Narancia...and lost. Terribly. That ( Read more... )

FAGBOX

PUCCI HAS NAO ACTIVATED THE SUPER-SECRET SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE STAND AND IS CAUSING A HUGE GRAVITATIONAL PULL IN FLORDIA.

WHAT DO YOU DO?!

[YOU CAN THANK JOTARO FOR ACTUALLY CRACKING A SMILE ON HIS LIPS. HIM SMILING = DANGERING THE WORLD TO END!]

 [Trish is shocked to see that she is suddenly unsure of her location, though she could swear that she was just in the turtle.]

Oh. Oh no. Not this again. I really thought I wasn't going to get kidnapped anymore..!

[She buries her head in her hands.]

URRRGH. MISTA I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.
WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN AS SOON AS YOU TELL ( Read more... )

[Thanks to Gyro, Johnny is the chef yet again this evening around the campfire. He pokes at the slosh of meat and vegetables in the pot above the flame. He had to grab the ingredients mostly on his own, too.

Still, he's feeling pretty good and charitable.]

[A smallish, freckled boy keeps making a strange noise while wandering around fagbox. He's picking things up and smashing them against his face.]

Rurururururu...

*Have a confused Josuke. He's wandering around like an idiot, oblivious to the fact that he now has the wings and tail of a red crowned crane. And yes, he even has a little streak of red in his otherwise perfectly-styled hair*

This happens every time I go to the store...

Where the hell am I, now?