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Current I must not fear, fear is the meme-killer, fear is the little cringe
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THE SPICE MUST FLOW
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'NUFF HORSIN' AROUND, YA PONY PONDERERS
6 days ago
5 am, I want to make an oil pasta with just ground garlic and onion, weridest craving I had at 5 am
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I eat bread.
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I am getting back to shitposting again, fear me

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I'm gonna make a guy who runs around barefoot screaming bloody murder with an axe

Just saying
There's a vid of JoJo part 2 OP but stands appear
Problem is that it includes stands from up to uhh
Part 7
So yeah
Unless you want to get spoilers(which come from explaining the stand abilities) I'm not gonna show you.
Here take this instead
It seems that all the hero spots are filled
Good to see people are excited >:]
Gonna place my interest here as a non 4 hero character, but I may not be able to participate depending on irl things
Random fact of the day: I thought the spelling of Prima Donna was Pri Madonna before I looked it up.

Another random fact of the day: It's safe for you to assume that I still haven't caught up on MHA season 3. Don't worry, I caught up on JoJo up to part 4. I can do all the posing you want me to do.

and I am disappointed that you did not make a buff dude char
SHOW ME THE MUSCLES
THE MUSCLES I SAY
REEEEEEEEEEE
I did a thing
finally
"Nice shot!"
Joseph threw a salute at Charlotte as she finished the aggressor with one swift, graceful move. It was some display of skill that she pulled out.

As the bunch was processing the information he had given, the mafia pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and held it by his mouth. Joseph approached him as he pointed out that his lighter would be in his chest pocket.
"He's a mafia, Joseph! How can you trust the information from a man like him?"
Smokey asked him with concern.
"I can trust it because he is a mafia. He works for the ones who pay him, and would never give away their trust. However!"
Joseph planted a punch in the man's guts.
"Though he speaks the truth, I cannot forgive him for bringing such a depressing news for grandmother Erina!"
Leaving the sprawled man behind, Joseph returned to Erina and calmed her down with a hug. Though she was afraid, she wasn't just afraid for Speedwagon. She was afraid that this would be an old destiny crawling back to Joseph, the horror coming back.
'If it is my fate coming for me, I'll greet it with open arms.' Joseph thought to himself.
Happy Easter! My present for you is MORE LACK OF POSTS MUAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH
ahem
Please don't leave me

Anyway yeah I'll try to post soon.
Or soon.

Coming soon
-credits roll-

I'LL BE THEIR ROOOOOUNDABOUT
THE WORDS WILL MAAAAAKE YOU OUT AND OUT
I'LL SPEND MY DAAAAAY YOUR WAAAAAAAAAY
CAAAALL IT MORNING DRIVING THROUGH THE SOUND AND IN AND OUT THE VALLEYYYYYYY
I finally broke my silence and did a thing
sorry for the short post.
"Hey, big guy! If you're looking for your knuckles, they aren't in your coat pocket! They're in the back pocket of your pants!"
Joseph pointed out to the beefy mafia as the man reached for his coat. A look of surprise flashed on the mafia's face as he failed to find his weapon in his coat, but instead the exact pocket Joseph pointed out. With a smug grin on his face, Joseph stretched out a finger at him.
"Your next line is 'How did you know about the knuckles, you brat?!'"
"How did you know about the knuckles, you brat?! Eh?"
Dazzling the mafia with his skills, Joseph proceeded to explain the evidences he used to bring out his logical conclusion. The mafia man didn't seem to care one bit and charged blindly at Joseph, his fist flailing around as blunt and simple as he looked. Though it seemed like Joseph was on the losing side for a moment, it was soon revealed that Joseph used a standing coat rack to block the man's attack. Instead of beating Joseph to a pulp, he had planted his own fist into a sharp wooden structure.
As the beefy mafia screamed in pain, a more sly man stood up from the same table. Joseph turned to face him in another fight, but he shook his head.
"Please forgive my henchman's disrespect. The madmame over there must be Mrs. Erina Joestar, right? I've gotten quite an amount of help from Mr. Speedwagon, so I've heard of you back in London too. It's of luck that we've met. I came across an info some time ago, but Mr. Speedwagon has been killed. Rumors say the murderer is a monk from Tibet."
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