Joseph leaned ever closer to the TV in his effort to fix the damned thing. The thing was pretty damn amazing, although there were very few channels that weren't being used to broadcast reports from [i]The Speedwagon Foundation[/i]. After all, they made the damned thing, colour and all, but Joseph couldn't help, but yearn for something more interesting than archaeological digs. He let out a cry of despair before crying out to his newly-wed wife.
[color=82ca9d]"God damn it, woman why can't you just use the radio?! At least I don't need to smack that every 5 minutes for it to work!"[/color] He shouted, before returning to leaning in closer to the TV and fiddling with the wires around the back of it. His cry was replied to with the familiar accent of his Italian wife, Suzie Q.
[color=fff79a]"Now now, Jojo at least we have a television, why those lovely people across the street had their house destroyed by a bomb just last week, I bet they'd enjoy anything on TV after that"[/color] She picked up the tray and began walking to the living room. [color=fff79a]"Actually, I think we should invite them over for dinner sometime soon, after all, we've all had to stick together ever since the war star-"[/color] She was cut off by the realization that her husband wasn't even in the living room. [color=fff79a]"Jojo?"[/color] She asked, to receive no answer.

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Joseph found himself flabbergasted. A minute ago he was in the comfort of his home, settling into a life of property management and monotony. Hell, he was even expecting a daughter within the year, he and his wife had even picked out the name, Holly. For Pete's sake if there was one thing he didn't want it was another adventure. Actually, that was a lie. A lie he told himself every day while thinking about his adventures against the pillar men. A joyful grin grew on his face as he rose to his feet and inspected his surroundings. He was in an abandoned warehouse, filled with products never to be sold. He turned to the large, open door and fastened his headband before sprinting out in search of adventure.

Joseph had been walking for what seemed to be hours, with no sign of excitement or adventure to be seen anywhere. That is until he saw an equally bandanna'd man exiting a hotel in full kung fu gear. Now that wasn't something you saw every day, especially not on the property market. The smile returned to his face as he sprinted over to the man and slid to a halt in front of him.
[color=82ca9d]"Stop right there, karate man!"[/color] He commanded straightening up and readying his clackers in case of a fight.[color=82ca9d]"The names Joseph Joestar, friends call me Jojo, now you'd better tell me how I got here and how I get home before I give ya' a taste of my [i]hamon[/i]"[/color] He exclaimed gleefully, before realizing that he had no actual reason to threaten the man. [color=82ca9d]"Or not, you know"[/color] He spoke, crossing his arms. [color=82ca9d]"I mean you've got a bandanna, I've got a bandanna, hell we're practically brothers are we not? What d'ya say we team up and both work towards getting me back to, Suzie Q?"[/color] His over enthusiasm had reached new heights, keeping it all in during the mundane period of living an average life was more than difficult, now he had a chance to let it all out.