JOSEPH JOESTAR (
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kaisou2022-02-12 10:41 pm
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[INTRO] A totally normal late dinner
WHO: It's just you and Joseph, baby. Unless he ticks off some other patrons.
WHERE: A normally peaceful old diner uptown.
WHEN: The middle of the damn night.
WHAT: Joseph JUST got here and he is already in trouble.
WARNINGS: Scuffling and cussing, if a fight breaks out.
[New place. New objectives. New adventures, or something. First order of business? Food.
Joseph intentionally picks the shadiest looking restaurant he can find on short notice and strolls through the front door, seats himself, and waits to be approached by a server. Normal stuff. He takes it slow, asks to be given the most popular appetizer and a Coke for the time being.
Sure enough, this lady comes back and slides him some cole slaw. It's the most wretched slop he's ever seen in his life. The server receives a low chuckle, a handsome smile, and a charming wink; he sends her off with a thank you and proceeds to stick his spoon into the dish with a kind of caution that suggests he thinks it's going to explode or something.]
What the hell. Hahaha.
[His attention suddenly snaps up towards the front counter, where people normally line up to hand their payment to the host or hostess.
There's one of those "take a penny, leave a penny" things on it.
He could definitely land a spoonful of this sludge in there with his unparalleled master aim. A spontaneous test of his precision.
So, naturally, he scoops out a bite's worth, turns the spoon towards himself, bends it backward with a thumb, and catapults the cole slaw from Hell in a brilliantly wide arch halfway across the restaurant. It's going to meet its mark, for sure. Definitely.
Or, it would, were it not for the unfortunate bastard walking in and directly through the path of the flying slaw.
It hits someone. If you're already sitting down, maybe it hits some rando who just walked in. But if your timing is shit, you get a fun little cole slaw surprise in your face. Maybe your hair? Maybe your shirt. The possibilities are endless!]
Ohβshit. Shit shit shit.
[Joseph's eyes blow wide and he instantly turns his head to look out the window as to act like he was not directly responsible for what he just did.]
WHERE: A normally peaceful old diner uptown.
WHEN: The middle of the damn night.
WHAT: Joseph JUST got here and he is already in trouble.
WARNINGS: Scuffling and cussing, if a fight breaks out.
[New place. New objectives. New adventures, or something. First order of business? Food.
Joseph intentionally picks the shadiest looking restaurant he can find on short notice and strolls through the front door, seats himself, and waits to be approached by a server. Normal stuff. He takes it slow, asks to be given the most popular appetizer and a Coke for the time being.
Sure enough, this lady comes back and slides him some cole slaw. It's the most wretched slop he's ever seen in his life. The server receives a low chuckle, a handsome smile, and a charming wink; he sends her off with a thank you and proceeds to stick his spoon into the dish with a kind of caution that suggests he thinks it's going to explode or something.]
What the hell. Hahaha.
[His attention suddenly snaps up towards the front counter, where people normally line up to hand their payment to the host or hostess.
There's one of those "take a penny, leave a penny" things on it.
He could definitely land a spoonful of this sludge in there with his unparalleled master aim. A spontaneous test of his precision.
So, naturally, he scoops out a bite's worth, turns the spoon towards himself, bends it backward with a thumb, and catapults the cole slaw from Hell in a brilliantly wide arch halfway across the restaurant. It's going to meet its mark, for sure. Definitely.
Or, it would, were it not for the unfortunate bastard walking in and directly through the path of the flying slaw.
It hits someone. If you're already sitting down, maybe it hits some rando who just walked in. But if your timing is shit, you get a fun little cole slaw surprise in your face. Maybe your hair? Maybe your shirt. The possibilities are endless!]
Ohβshit. Shit shit shit.
[Joseph's eyes blow wide and he instantly turns his head to look out the window as to act like he was not directly responsible for what he just did.]

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And that's exactly what brought Jun here as he unfortunately walks directly into the path of the ill-fated coleslaw. He's short, so it hits directly into that weirdly green hair]
Nngh! [He makes a little wince from the hit, both the impact and the fact it's cold and wet. He reaches up to see what touched his hair. Fingers pull away some and bring into view the coleslaw]
What the fuck...? [He looks around the diner, trying to figure out who did it. ]
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Kakyoin's not the one the coleslaw hit, but he sure is watching as the rando it does hit notices Joseph trying to act innocent and starts storming in that direction.
... While Kakyoin's pretty sure it'd be better to stay out of it, he doesn't really want a fight breaking out to make him find a new diner to study at. That's what prompts him to stand up, stride over, and intercept the person who was unlucky enough to get hit by stray flying coleslaw. With some quick thinking and some gentle persuasion, he's able to send them on their way before anything can get out of hand.
Once that's done, he goes back to his table, collects his books... and slides in across from the stranger in the booth.]
You're welcome.
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Those are some smooth negotiation skills. Not that he is going to tell him that.]
Huh! I guess I am. Hey, you want the rest of this shit?
[He pushes the dish of rancid slaw towards him.]
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Time to save face.]
Whoa! Who the hell threw that? Man, that's fucked up. Hey, guy, you got some on your ear.
[He dumps the rest of the utensils out of their napkin wrapping onto his table and holds said napkin out with a smile, preparing for the guy to walk over and call bullshit.]
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[Without even glancing up, he starts depositing his books on a clear area of the diner table that looks clean enough.]
I don't know why this place tries to push their coleslaw as one of the most popular things when it's one of the things that definitely shouldn't be trusted. [A beat.] Don't bother with the club sandwiches here, either.
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Cool. So I guess I'll just be glad that my soda isn't also putrid.
[Ah, well. Not the first time he's been served slop. He regards this flippy haired guy with a brilliant grin, dialing his charm up to ten. You can practically see the shine reflected off his pearly teeth.]
I'm Joseph, by the way. Joseph Joestar. I ain't from here, but I'm glad to know that crappy diners are universal.
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[Kakyoin responds with a polite smile and a nod.]
Tenmei Kakyoin. Pleased to make your acquaintance. New resident, or just visiting?
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[Joseph continues to smile, though now it is a touch less charming and a touch more amused. Dude has the reddest hair he's ever seen in his life.]
I can't do coffee. Caffeine ain't good for me, I'm over-energetic to start, you know? Maybe I'll just get a milkshake ..
[He leans over the table, which creaks beneath his weight.]
Alright, I need to know something. How much time do you spend on your hair every morning? Be honest.
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There's plenty to see and do around here, at least.
[And okay, yeah, the comment about the coffee makes him snort.]
Fair enough. The coffee tends to be a priority for me since, well. [Tapping one of the textbooks.] Student and all. Plenty of late nights. Can't go wrong with the milkshakes here, though.
[And, ah, the question...]
Twenty to forty minutes, depending on how cooperative it wants to be on a given day. [... Hmmm.] I've been told that between the color and the style it tends to look a bit like flames.
[Moment of truth, he supposes. Most folks haven't acknowledged it being red, not even his parents, and the ones who have acknowledged it... Well. Kakyoin will cross that bridge when he gets there.]
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Thanks.
[He'll start to pull it out of his hair, making a face as he does so. ]
Did you see who threw that?
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He's sitting there and he's minding his own business when... Splat. That spoonful of- whatever the hell it is- hits him in the shoulder.]
Eha?!
[He sputters and stands up in anger and horror. He curses out in what appears to be Mandarin and looks around for who did that?!]
Excuse me?! Who is throwing food like a neanderthal?!
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No, man, sorry. Just heard the wet splat and looked over to see the worst had happened. People are out of their minds at this hour, huh?
[Ah, shit. Wait. The cole slaw is still on his table.]
Oh my god! That guy brought his dog in here!
[PUPPY! Or so he says. He points past Jun and then, if and when Jun turns around, he grabs his entire little dish of cole slaw and slings it out the open window next to him.
If Jun does not turn around, well, Joseph just flung a plate out the window.]
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Whoa, someone's out to start a food fight! Better duck!
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[He didn't pay much attention in class. To be truthful, he really should see about resuming general education classes in this city, but that's so .. boring.]
Won't lie, my man. Your 'do looks like a rooster's crest if it got done up with a flat iron. Not that I'm calling you a chicken; I'm sure you're a brave guy.
[Joseph's elbow meets the surface of the table, and he rests his head in his hand.]
What're you studying for in this weird old city, anyway? Ghostbusting?
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At least Kakyoin is actually chuckling at the comment about his hair.]
No offense taken. Everything I've heard seems to indicate chickens remember they were dinosaurs once and are awaiting the day they're dinosaurs again.
[Kakyoin?!]
Not really, no, but funny you should mention that anyway... would that be why you're here? [He pauses.] And, actually, did a weird app download itself onto your phone when you got to town?
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That first part takes Joseph off guard. He's not sure what to say for a second, so he just gives him a funny look with a smile up until he's asked some questions.]
That is why I'm here, thanks much. Also, uh ..
[He produces his phone from his back pocket and checks it.]
.. yeah, looks that way. Weird as hell. I just assumed I downloaded some stupid thing and forgot about it ages ago. Huh!
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[Kakyoin produces his own phone and opens the Libra app. He lowers his voice a bit more when he speaks again:]
But I imagine you've got other questions as well. I can at least try my best to answer them? But... full warning, I'm pretty new to...
[Vague but emphatic gesture.]
All of this. I thought I was pretty normal until last month.
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....
Yeah it was definitely this moron wasn't it.]
...Won't you have to pay for that plate?
[There's no way that plate survived that]
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[He huffs with annoyance and dabs at the food on his shirt... This is such a mess.]
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Humble establishments can't afford a little mess every now and then? Hey, come here. You're gonna smear that all over, I got napkins.
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What, so, like .. [He raises his voice some, clearly put off by what Kakyoin just told him.] is it like some kind of fuckin' malware application or somethin'? Uh .. man, you know .. I didn't actually think about flagging anyone down for information.
[He should. Thoughtful, he puffs his cheeks and then lets out a loud huff.]
Let me just start with my business, yeah? There are ghosts and shit here, right?
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Yeah, what, like three bucks for that itty bitty thing? My damn coke is probably more expensive. Anyway .. you got a little mayo right here ..
[Joseph kind of vaguely motions up near his temple.]
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[...So that's how it is then.
Jun will grab a napkin from the table and wipe the mayo off his temple. ]
Well, if you're not worried about money ... how about you pay for my order, and we'll call this whole thing even?
[you know, the thing you definitely did sir!!]
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I mean, no worries, man .. unless you ordered fifty bucks worth of food or something absurd like that. But, hey ..
[He can't help it. Once more his shit eating grin returns.]
what if I don't? What're you gonna do. Report me?
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[Kakyoin tucks his phone away. He keeps his voice low as he keeps talking.]
I mean, I can't say anything about specifically ghosts, but gates to the spirit realm are probably relevant to your business, right? They've been opening up left and right around town from the sounds of it.
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[A nice little late night dessert, nothing more. And in return, he'll smile back at him.]
Nah, I don't the staff would care much if I did. But it's good to resolve bad karma, you know?
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[That's the first time he's really heard it phrased that way. Joseph continues to grin at this guy, now placing his hand to the surface of the table, drumming his fingers on it.]
So .. does that mean you're gonna throw slop at me or somethin'? Eye for an eye, right? Eh, I think I'm getting mixed up.
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Gates to the spirit realm? God,
[Kakyoin goes out of his way to lower his voice, but Joseph does not. He blurts that pretty loud, making his disbelief abundantly clear.]
what a joke. Sounds like I need to go poking around where I don't belong.
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Hey, not so loud... [Thank goodness the diner isn't that crowded, they'd be getting looks otherwise, he's sure.] Anyway, the Libra app puts out a notice when gates open up, I think? There was one last month... I don't know if there'll be one this month, but it's probably worth keeping an eye on, anyway.
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[If by universe you mean abusing telekinesis powers to look innocent- sure]
So, what do you say? One malt?
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It's still a shame to be disrespectful and spend unnecessarily.
[But he does stomp over and holds out his hand in demand.]
If you would, your extra napkins?