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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A World of Stars and Stripes

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Part 7 Spoilers

The premise is one where Funny Valentine was the victor in the story and had claimed the holy corpse for the United States of America. The result of this was that the US took 'the napkin' and became the undisputed global power that Valentine envisioned for many years. He had also abolished term limits where he had ruled the country for 28 years before retiring a well loved hero of the American people. His funeral was held 4 years later back in his home town. His successors only served for following terms of 4 to 8 years, either because they were unnoticeable or just down right bad. However, no amount of failure on the side of the American leadership had ever resulted in it losing its grip on the world stage. That was until today.

Against any rational explanation, America has slowly begun to lose its grip on 'the napkin' and other powers have started to find success against them. This is not to say that the state of the world had not become content with the American rule, but some desperate factions who were struggling uselessly to resist are suddenly finding success.

But the player characters think little of this. Despite being raised for their entire lives under this system, the fact that it is suddenly under threat does not phase them. This is because there are bigger things on their minds. Each of them have started to develop mysterious unknown powers, and despite where their origins are in the world they feel a sudden compulsion. They are all drawn to a specific location, Pennsylvania.

(TBD a more detailed summary of the events from Steel Ball Run onward, any questions about setting can be answered before then)

Disclaimer: Despite the topic and setting of the RP, this RP will not feature any opinions, figures, or other topics in reference to American politics. I, as a non-American, have very little to zero interest in the topic and it will simply not feature in the RP in any way.

Character Template

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Name

Age

Gender

Place of Origin

Appearance

Backstory

(Don't feel restricted when you think of an origin it could be as mundane as mailman or as extreme as resistance fighter. The effect is seemingly random and could have affected anyone. Another rule is you can't be from the Joestar family unfortunately, Johnny was the last of the bloodline in this universe.)

『Stand Power』

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Stats
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Speed:
Range:
Durability:
Precision:
Development Potential:

The template is somewhat bare bones, feel free to add categories as you see fit.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A World of Stars and Stripes

I reckon that is reasonable numbers so far to start making an OOC. I will have it out later tonight.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A World of Stars and Stripes

okey doke. so did the us take over the world? or did they just have a large influence on the world? also what year is it?

@Borosev

The year is just present year so its been over a century since the events of Steel Ball Run.

America didn't take over in a hostile manner, but much like the analogy of the napkin the other countries sort of came to follow America's lead and become like them. So they have such a large influence that they basically just took over without having to do anything by force. Just assume that Funny Valentine's goals were achieved. This isn't to say there weren't a few rebellious forces in various places around the world, reactive force was taken to suppress them. It was incredibly one sided before because Funny Valentine's plan succeeded. But now those same groups, who were on the ropes before, are starting to gain some success and traction. No one knows why this has happened.

Of course your character would definitely not know the plans of Funny Valentine but they would know that the change in the world was credited to him, this is almost always said in a positive manner.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A World of Stars and Stripes

I've wanted to join a jojo rp on here for a while. I've already designed a couple of characters so far. Also curious by the way, how open are you to characters from abroad?

@Borosev

I am actually looking for characters from abroad, I think it would really fit the theme of a global force creating and calling people to the United States. Of course this isn't discouraging a character originating from the US either. You won't have to worry about RPing around language barrier or anything either. America taking the napkin would likely mean English is the primary language for all countries, if not a close and mandatory second.

Feel free to ask away with more questions if you need.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A World of Stars and Stripes

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Had an idea for an Jojo RP which would take place in the modern day after an alternate conclusion to Part 7: Steel Ball Run. It is a bit of a niche topic in general so I'm just testing the waters with an interest check before I commit to the idea fully. The setting is detailed below but under a hider for spoilers.

Part 7 Spoilers

The premise is one where Funny Valentine was the victor in the story and had claimed the holy corpse for the United States of America. The result of this was that the US took 'the napkin' and became the undisputed global power that Valentine envisioned for many years. He had also abolished term limits where he had ruled the country for 28 years before retiring a well loved hero of the American people. His funeral was held 4 years later back in his home town. His successors only served for following terms of 4 to 8 years, either because they were unnoticeable or just down right bad. However, no amount of failure on the side of the American leadership had ever resulted in it losing its grip on the world stage. That was until today.

Against any rational explanation, America has slowly begun to lose its grip on 'the napkin' and other powers have started to find success against them. This is not to say that the state of the world had not become content with the American rule, but some desperate factions who were struggling uselessly to resist are suddenly finding success.

But the player characters think little of this. Despite being raised for their entire lives under this system, the fact that it is suddenly under threat does not phase them. This is because there are bigger things on their minds. Each of them have started to develop mysterious unknown powers, and despite where their origins are in the world they feel a sudden compulsion. They are all drawn to a specific location, Pennsylvania.

Disclaimer: Despite the topic and setting of the RP, this RP will not feature any opinions, figures, or other topics in reference to American politics. I, as a non-American, have very little to zero interest in the topic and it will simply not feature in the RP in any way.

Galarian Stories

Submitting two characters, will only go with one. Just couldn't decide between them.

Ice type

The names Isla, spelt C-H-A-M-P

NAME:
Isla Owens

AGE:
23

GENDER:
Female

BIRTHPLACE:
Circhester

GYM TYPE:
Ice

APPEARANCE:
As pictured above

PERSONALITY:
Isla is fiercely competitive having come from the world of snow sports into Pokemon training. While she takes a very light hearted demeanor to most things, this quickly changed when challenged.

BIOGRAPHY:
Born and raised in Circhester, Isla was a snowboarding prodigy. Her early life was junior championship after junior championship. This carried on into her early adulthood when she represented Galar in the International Wintersports, she took home the gold for her snowboarding.

Everything was looking good until she suffered a nasty injury while on the mountain. No one was really around her and the situation looked pretty dire. This was until a wandering Snover saw her and helped her down the mountain. It was a good few months in the hospital with the state her leg was in. The Snover didn't really leave, instead choosing to stay around and keep her company. The Snover let itself be caught once Isla was discharged and she gained her first Pokemon.

Isla's leg never healed quite right after the accident and although she still goes up the mountains regularly for fun, her competition days are well behind her. But she found herself a new competition, Pokemon training. It didn't take long before she took a gym leaders position and if people don't look out, she will be champion in no time.

TEAM:
I don't know quite what this entails or the restrictions on it, so I will just give a 6 fully evolved Pokemon team and it can be changed later.

Abomasnow
Weavile
Froslass
Beartic
Eiscue
Alolan Sandslash (an import because she thought they look so cute)

RELATIONSHIPS:
[Relationships with other gym leaders]

Electric type

You get only one chance here, don't waste it

NAME:
Yui Takahashi

AGE:
27

GENDER:
Female

BIRTHPLACE:
Spikemuth

GYM TYPE:
Electric (not in Spikemuth though)

APPEARANCE:
As pictured above

PERSONALITY:
Yui gives off the appearance as if she doesn't care about a lot of things. To be honest, she doesn't. In her mind she has reached where she needs to be. Most people who reach her gym lose without much of an effort on her end. She treasures the few moments when there is a true challenger.

BIOGRAPHY:
Yui's family immigrated to the Galar region from Johto a few generations ago with a descent amount of money. They came over in order to expand the family business. However, before she was even born, her father's shitty investments and criminal ties to Team Rocket lost the family the company and landed them smack bang in the middle of Spikemuth.

Spikemuth isn't the sort of place to raise a kid, but Yui made it work. She had talent and the know how not to waste it. Her father told her not to leave the house too often, which she later found out was because he was trying to hide from Team Rocket rather than a regard for her safety. Yui rebelled against that. This was something her grandmother respected and gave Yui her first Pokemon, an Elekid from Johto. It was a treasured friend of her late grandfather, and her grandmother saw fit to bestow the Elekid on Yui. It was a great honor.

It was quick to training and she continued to do so until she was a right age to leave Spikemuth on her own. She took over the gym of another town and moved her grandmother over to stay with her. They weren't going to hide, Team Rocket is in other regions entirely. She wasn't going to live her life in fear because of them and she wasn't going to let her grandmother spend the last years of her life in some dump in Spikemuth either. As for her mother and father, presumably they are still hiding in Spikemuth. It has been too many years for Yui to remember where exactly, not as though she is looking. In her mind, she is a big enough name now if they want to find her they can.

TEAM:
I don't know quite what this entails or the restrictions on it, so I will just give a 6 fully evolved Pokemon team and it can be changed later.

Electivire
Toxtricity
Raichu
Galvantula
Boltund
Ampharos (import from Johto)

RELATIONSHIPS:
[Relationships with other gym leaders]

《 H. E. R. O. 》

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Starbright's heart sank as he saw his sort of apprentice fall to his death. Starbright also had no clue about the jet beneath The Bullet. She had actually done it, she just went and killed someone in front of him. Starbright couldn't remember the last time he truly lost his cool, but this was the first time in years that was for sure. His demeanor changed quite drastically to one of anger and his voice lacked any control. If he didn't still look that exact same, one could mistake him for a completely different person. Was it Starbright? No, it was Noah. He was returning from an act that had gone on for far too many years. As if the state of his real emotions made him a completely different person. Starbright hadn't been in touch with that side of himself in a long while. "You bitch!"

This wasn't any time to hurl insults though. A tidal wave was quickly approaching him and Noah needed to act fast. Pulling out the sponge Christina gave him, he defended himself for the oncoming torrent. It absorbed just about everything, growing tremendously in size. Eventually the weight and size of it crashed into Noah, it hurt so much he released his grip on it and stumbled back. Luckily he could regain his footing and the sponge soaked up the remainder of the blast. Noah looked directly at Sea Serpent and charged. Enough of the talking, enough of the silly little light blasts, it wouldn't work on someone like her. He just needed to hurt Sea Serpent bad. Both for treating an innocent life so carelessly and for the countless others she had probably taken. But most importantly, for killing someone Noah had actually begun to like. That was something rare for him.

Sea Serpent couldn't get anymore water to her side before the full force on Noah crashed into her. He didn't pull any punches, and with his force it only took two for her to be out cold. The look of shock and terror on her face when he did it etched itself into his mind, but it didn't stop him. He was uncontrollably angry and he wasn't going to be stopped.

Two punches, only two punches. But such a small amount was a whirlwind of violence and hate for Noah to depart on someone. He hadn't been in a fist fight before, hell he's had never really hit a punch on someone. But here someone was, unconscious on the ground. All because of him. Was this the person he really was?

Noah stood up from the horror he just caused and leaned backwards onto a nearby wall. He felt weak, defeated. He looked back at Sea Serpent's unconscious body and the tears started flowing. The guilt felt like a hole in his chest and his legs eventually gave out as he slowly slid down the wall down to a sitting position. Head hidden in his knees he just cried. Was this who he really was? She killed Chad, she deserved it! But was he any better? Would he be doomed into a cycle of violence where he became like her? His words, all the flash and glamour, it didn't mean shit in the end and it got one of the few people he actually cared for killed. He was worthless and in the end he was no better than her. But what could he do about it? So Noah just sat there, crying, dwelling in regret, guilt and misery.

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15 minutes later

Starbright wiped his eyes and was quickly back to his feet. It was as if nothing happened as if Noah retreated. More accurately, as if Noah conceded to the man called Starbright. He didn't want to feel those things anymore, it hurt too much. He didn't need all that now, both himself and others were in danger. He needed to be Starbright, not Noah. No one needed Noah.

Starbright walked over to Sea Serpent, who was still out cold. Someone really did a number on her. He gently slapped her face to see if see would wake up, not so much as a twitch. He then held his fingers under her nose to check her breath, still going and steady if maybe a bit slow. Realizing he had given his belt to his late friend, The Bullet, Starbright instead ripped off the lower bit of his shirt. He really should have done that earlier instead of giving away his belt. That belt looked so good and frankly this torn crop top look was kind of stylish. At least, he could make it work. He got out his phone to check himself out in the reflection, just to make sure. Oh yeah, that was going in the summer catalogue for sure. Oh dear, he was getting distracted. He tied the piece of torn fabric, holding Sea Serpent's hands behind her back. He had hoped she would listen to reason, disregarding him at every turn like that was very rude. Did she not know that a star like him never lies? Never the less, Starbright wasn't about to take the chance that Sea Serpent's friends were more reasonable than her. He needed a bargaining chip so this could all end without more people getting hurt. That bargaining chip was lying right in front of him.

Deciding to take Sea Serpent as a hostage, Starbright descended the stairs of the roof until he saw the first guard. "Hold it, you can put the gun down thank you. Its not a good look on you anyway. I would like you to take me to Seraph now. As you can see, I have someone who he may want to see." He begun approaching the armed guard. "Oh and get someone to bring snacks into the room as well. Crackers and some nice cheese, you know the sort. I know Seraph at least has the class to have those hidden somewhere."

Of course, Starbright had no intention of harming Sea Serpent in any way. He was just going to hope the look that he would was enough to have EAGLES see reason.

Then in a flash of reason for himself, he untied Sea Serpent and draped one of her arms over his shoulder. If there were any cameras around, he would want to be seen like he was saving her. The restraints hardly seemed necessary with the state she is in, and it wasn't worth the risk of unsavory footage getting out.

@Hitman@Duoya

A Song of Shadows | Pokemon Mystery Dungeon

As the day went by Blue was lounging on a few crates in an alley, munching casually on an apple. Despite this being the day of initiation into the guild he was in no rush. Instead he would just sit back and watch people go by on their merry way while taking the time for lunch. What better way to spend his time? Occasionally he got the glimpse of a chipper young Pokemon skipping of two steps at a time. He would wonder if they too were going to sign up. Though seeing them move like that he wondered if he should really sign up. He clearly wasn't planning on joining with the same enthusiasm and frankly it was only to sate some of his curiosity.

"So you are really going then?" it was Blue's good friend Dash, a Galarian Zigzagoon. "You gonna just go and be a goody two shoes scout like the rest of them? I don't see it personally, we got all we need right here." Blue had actually sat up to response. Despite little phasing him a good deal of the time, he did this out of respect to his friend. "As a matter of fact, I am. There's one thing that's missing around here and that is respect from people like them." He pointed out toward the busy street. "Plus, you know, I can always just write it off as a bit of a laugh and head back here. And who said anything about being a goody two shoes?" Blue gave off a devilish smile, one that Dash picked up on a returned in kind. "Anyway that's my apple done, I better head off." He threw it into the bin from a distance and started his walk onto the main street.

When he arrived at the guild he shuffled into group with the other new recruits, but he didn't say a word. He looked around at everyone's excited and happy expressions and it only increased his look of boredom and indifference. But he walked all the way here, it was worth seeing what the overly giddy Sylveon had to say.

The Sisters of the Dying Branch

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David put a great deal more into every blow into the bag after the meeting. Just what were they asking of him? They say the person and place and send him in to kill like a dog? Was he just supposed to lay his life on the line for on the request of someone he only met recently? Was his dad right and the covens beliefs? Were those true beliefs rearing their ugly head now that he had been drawn in? David wasn't just angry, he was frustrated and confused about it all. But the worst part is that he couldn't write their choice off as all bad. Vampires are similar to humans, but they also are a life threatening danger to the people around them. Only the coven could really stop it, and that was the worst part, they were in the right. But the feelings still remained, and with no one to let it out on that deserved it, it was best to let it out on the bag. Just like many other times.

David would hunt down these vampires, that was a promise to himself. But he wasn't doing it for the coven. He was doing it for the lives that would be lost without action. Maybe he could bottle up some of the aggression to make sure he would follow through on that promise.

Either way, at the end of the workout he was far too tired to dwell on it too much. He strolled back to the coven house, toweling himself down. He went inside to do all the 'I have just worked out and now I need to do other things for the day' routine. He then quickly packed his duffel bag with enough clothes to last and chucked in the toiletries bag. The whole thing took about a half hour in total, a very fast time. But this was less because of efficiency and more because of lack of things to really pack. He was back outside in no time with a black jacket, white shirt, jeans, and sneakers on. He strode in a much more upbeat and happy tone than what could be seen earlier from him. He chucked his duffel bag in the back and... holy s*** was he taken aback by what he saw.

"Bloody hell mate, you witches are crazy. How many weapons to do have back here?" He said jokingly "look if I get pulled over you're all gonna split the fine right? Or pay the bail, probably paying bail." He laughed it off as he begun to get out the tarp and drape it over the new armory that resided in the back of his car. He wasn't actually worried about getting pulled over, David wasn't much of a speeder. Plus he could make the whole thing look inconspicuous once he had a cover over it. Frankly, it just looked like a pile of gardeners tools now. Though the main reason for telling the joke in the first place was just to get his mind, or at least his outer expression, off the turmoil it was in before.

Although, as he was tying down the tarp he had a look at all the weapons. They were bringing all this into the fight and what did he have? Nothing, that's what. Could he really just relying on fighting skill alone? Probably not. It was at least checking out the armory everyone was talking about before heading out.

David could separate the armory into three sections. There were the guns, who David had no idea on how to use and frankly didn't seem like a good idea to learn under life or death circumstances. There were the talismans and 'wacky witch s***', which David had even less of an idea of how to use if they did much at all. He wasn't going to rely on those. Lastly there was the section that teleported him back to the middle ages, the place was stocked with maces, swords, and whatever else you could think of. But frankly that did not seem appealing either. There had to be something David could use to get the bloodsuckers running. Then an idea popped into his head. He left the armory about 5 minutes after he entered and went over to the gardeners shed. David quickly came out with the chainsaw and a bit of fuel. He forgot what movie it was that he saw, but if he could make the vamps into mash they didn't have much chance to coming back before the sun came up.

On returning, David chucked his selected weapon in the back. Of course, he wouldn't plan to use it willy nilly but he had to do something about the vampire regeneration. Best to use a tool that can make it next to impossible. "Right, lets get this show on the road aye. I am keen for a road trip after being cooped up in this place the past few days." He pointed behind him with his thumb toward the coven house with, again, a positive expression on his face.

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Talks to group 1

A Song of Shadows | Pokemon Mystery Dungeon

Croagunk

Name: Blue

Age: Older teenagers

Gender: Male

Species: Croagunk

Ability: Anticipation

Appearance:
Blue is a typical Croagunk in appearance. His posture and demeanor give the impression he doesn't care much.

Personality:

Short Biography:
Croagunk was among some of the first to arrive from Moonfall. Cloudgate was not greatly prepared in the first few weeks of it all happening. Blue stole some food to keep himself fed and the next thing he knew he was in with the wrong crowd. It didn't help that he was a Croagunk, which is largely seen as a 'villainous' pokemon. Why fight first impression when you can be them though. Due to his greater size compared to other kids his age, he quickly gained a good amount of respect among the sprouting criminals. When one talks about the growing frustrations in Cloudgate, they typically blame people like Blue.

When Blue showed the gang a flyer to join Scorch's guild, they laughed at him. He equally laughed it off and said he was joining as a joke. But in some regard he wants this to be the secret ticket to help him be accepted.

Move Set:
Poison Sting
Taunt
Sucker Punch
Revenge

Equipment:
Nothing atm

Other: