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hi please reblog if you wanna rp with narancia thanks

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            { 明治 } Hello! This is a new RP blog for Yugiri from Zombieland Saga! Can you please like/reblog this if you’re interested in interacting? Thank you so much!

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if i promoted one of my new, non-jojo blogs here would you guys get mad at me

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        { 覚悟 } “Nobody can ever truly be ready for what life will throw at them.” Especially not in his life. His everyday routine was practically filled with unpredictable events. “And yet, your words ring true. The point of having resolve is being able to take the cards you’re dealt and run with them to the best of your ability. Only those who can look at their circumstances and choose to push forward will make it in this world.”

“And that is why I never complain about the life I lead. I chose this path, and I will walk it to the bitter end. I can tell, purely based on your words, that you are a man who does the same.”

            ❛  — i don’t think i’ll ever be ready, but i guess that’s             what life is about. handling whatever’s thrown at             you, without warning, is what it means to be alive.  ❜

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❝ I know what’s killing me.                     Don’t need your love or sympathy.                                              I know just what you’ll say.                                                                                     Don’t you try to rescue me. ❞

Indie Leone Abbacchio 9+ Years exp 1+ on Abba OC / Crossover Friendly Penned by Jas Mun 18 + / Muse 20 +

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         { 覚悟 } Bucciarati was simply trying to enjoy his drink when a random man came up to him, with a sketchbook in hand. Before he could even open his mouth to ask what the man wanted, he made his intentions clear.

“...Excuse me? You want... to draw me?” He asked, looking down at himself in confusion. Was he someone interesting enough to be drawn? After a few moments of silence, he spoke once more.

“I... I suppose I don’t see why not, but don’t expect me to sit here and pose for you for hours. You can do whatever you want while you sit there, but once I’m done with my drink, I’m leaving, so make sure you draw while you can.”

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Rohan had come to Italy for some fresh inspiration, enjoying himself as he took in the atmosphere and people… Speaking of People there was one that seemed to stand out in the cafe he was currently sitting in. Was it rude to sketch someone while they ate without asking? Probably but Rohan honestly didn’t care and whipping out the tablet he carried everywhere with him he began doing just that. Sketching this man.

He wasn’t being subtle either he didn’t try to hid that he was drawing him and upon finishing the first sketch he decided a side angle wasn’t good enough. He wanted a second angle, preferably from the front. With little hesitation Rohan left the money to cover his meal on the table and stood, making his way across the cafe to this stranger.

 “Excuse me?” He asked from the tables side in an attempt to gain the mans attention if he didn’t have it already. He had noticed that he was sitting alone during the first sketch, was he waiting on anyone? Hopefully not, the mans answer would surely be no if he were.

“I was wondering if I could draw you?” He asked getting straight to the point. 

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https://stickerkissed.tumblr.com/

it’s a heavy wip rn but here she is

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emeraldsplashing‌:

          ❝ WELL, THAT CERTAINLY MAKES ME FEEL BETTER. It tells me my memory is better than I thought. I thought for a minute that I was sounding like some sort of raving loon. ❞ The teen let out a small sigh of relief, worry fading as quickly as it came. The primary concern was dealt with, now all that remained was the little issue of reuniting with his friends. 

     THE mention of the influx of tourists piqued his interest. Maybe Bruno had seen them? It never hurt to ask.

     ❝ It’s funny you should mention that, I’m actually looking for a group of people. I ended up wandering off and lost track of them. Foolish, I know, I’m in an unfamiliar country, I should be more careful. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bucciarati, my name is Noriaki Kakyoin. I hope I’m not coming off as needy, but help tracking them down would be greatly appreciated. ❞ Knowing his friends, they had probably split up looking for him so it would take a while to round them up.

          { 覚悟 } Once again, a plight that Bucciarati had heard before. Of course he wasn’t about to leave this man to wander around Italy aimlessly all on his own, hoping to eventually find his friends. He may be a gangster, but he still wanted to help people.

“The pleasure is mine, Mr. Kakyoin. I’d be more than happy to help you find your group. I’ve seen quite a few people traveling in groups recently; one of them is bound to be who you’re searching for.” He said, trying to remember the appearances of everyone he had seen thus far. He had seen so many people headed in so many different directions, it was hard to remember exactly where everyone went.

“What do your associates look like? Perhaps that will help me refresh my memory on which way they went.”

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now that i have a second muse, i’m gonna depend on y’all to not let me forget my replies for bucciarati

bc i will forget, i guarantee it

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https://stickerkissed.tumblr.com/

it’s a heavy wip rn but here she is

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cirnoghirga replied to your post “i’m abt to dual wield jojo muses so i need ur assistance, fine mutuals...”

stickerkissed

oooooh, hell yeah, i like it

thank you~ knew i could count on my mutuals for this sort of thing

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i’m abt to dual wield jojo muses so i need ur assistance, fine mutuals

opinions on a url for she, bc i suck at urls

(ermes in case u can’t see the pic)

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professorkujo‌:

Fingers rest on the brim of his hat, a minor ‘good grief’ slipping from his tongue. 

He should have known it wouldn’t have been so easy, so simple - call him ignorant for thinking such. 

Through hesitation and slight bitterness - he explains further, but doesn’t bother addressing his name. “That’s confidential. I don’t plan on getting involved with any kind of court case involving both myself and a big name organization…So I can’t exactly get into detail.” He pauses, a sense of tension wafting over his body - he could sense the shift in the Italian man’s mood and overall body language. Though, this could probably be because of his own threatening nature, especially the hint of involving his Stand if things were to go south. 

“I don’t plan to snatch him up and take him away, if that’s what you’re afraid of.” He takes a slight step forward, heels of his dress shoes clicking against the stone cold concrete. 

“Even if I had to, I don’t think I’d be able.” 

It wasn’t his intent to cause trouble - not in the slightest, if anything, he wanted to steer clear from such as much as he could. A high profile wasn’t favorable in a place he’d never even been in before, and just the idea of bringing in attention made him smell an oncoming headache. 

“I’m only asking for your assistance.” 

          { 覚悟 } Bucciarati listened to the man speak, trying his best to ascertain if there was any hint of untruthfulness in his words. But the man sounded sincere. Perhaps he really did want to just talk to Giorno. He would have to play it carefully, just in case this was a trap, but...

“...Alright, I believe you. Unfortunately, Giorno’s not here right now. He’s off with some of my other subordinates on a mission. However if it’s of any help to you, I can tell you whatever you want to know about him. Please, feel free to ask questions. He’s been working under me for a few months, so even though I don’t know much about his past, I know plenty about the man he is now.”

He leaned against a wall, staring the man down with determination in his eyes. “But before I tell you anything, please, do tell me your name. It’ll make this conversation go much smoother if I know what I should refer to you as.”

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kvdakenai‌:

           ❛  of course i’ve seen one before. it’s just, i’ve never seen            one that’s so… unique, i guess? it almost looks like a really            weird designer shirt made up of strings or something with            how it’s worn under the suit. i like it though.  ❜

            the tattoo definitely wasn’t the only thing that stood out from             the other, like the suit that definitely looked off with how             many zippers it had,but he wasn’t going to comment on that,             for his own taste in hairstyle stood out as well. it’d be rude to             call them out on it.

          { 覚悟 } “Ah. Well, thank you for the compliment.” Bucciarati turned his attention back to the boy. “Sorry if I seemed rude, I was simply caught off-guard by your question. Nobody has ever thought to bring attention to my tattoo, so I wasn’t prepared for you to ask about it.”

“You have a unique style to you as well. Your hairstyle, for example, is one I’ve never seen in Italy. I quite like it.” While his words were true, he also couldn’t help but feel like a hairstyle like that would be more intrusive than anything. It looked like it would flap around in all sorts of ways while running.

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chevaleresq‌:

   “ MERCI, BUCCIARATI. ” He plucks one file from the pile and reads it. Lizia Cioppino – pop singer, later model. An associate. Near the bottom of the page, there is an empty space for notes. Sentences are scrawled there in an unsteady, all - uppercase hand ; SUPERCONDUCTOR. HYPNOSIS? THREAT?

    He’s about to remark on this to Bucciarati, but looks up upon being offered the file. His first name is obscured by the other’s thumb holding the paper, but his position is listed as an assassin ; part of la Squadra di Esecuzione. Polnareff’s brows arch slightly. “ On a train, huh. Any sort of story behind that? ”

      { 覚悟 } “Nothing but the usual fare, I’m afraid. My gang and I were traveling on a train to meet the boss, and this man, along with one of his associates, attacked us. Of course, we fought back, because at the time, we were loyal to the boss. And in the ensuing fight, the man in this file was thrown into the wheels of the train, and was promptly crushed to death. He was a noble man, who truly cared for his associate, but his Stand was a headache. I don’t regret seeing him off.”

Bucciarati flips through more files, and finds the file of Pesci, the aforementioned associate. “This man was the one with him. Both of them died by my hands. I was the one who caused Prosciutto to get stuck in the wheels, and afterwards, I killed this man with my Stand.”

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your portrayal of bruno is super fresh! youve got a good handle on his attitude, his manner of speech, etc. gr8 work!

beep beep how’s my portrayal ? 

oh thank u !!! you haven’t been around for very long, but i can already tell u have a perfect understanding on how to play polnareff!!! i look forward to seeing more threads from u bc ur writing style is A+

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beep beep how’s my portrayal ?