The group rests up before they go to their next destination, or, at least they try to.

Chapter Text

The group had arrived at a hotel close to the bar they found Rosy in, and had split into 4 groups of two. The hotel rooms were only big enough for two people, so they had to.

“Nori you’re okay right?” Jotaro said, talking quietly in the bathroom. He didn’t really want his roommate to hear him.

“I’m fine JoJo, they’re saying I’m all healed up and the Foundation is sending me there in a helicopter tomorrow”

“What, why didn’t you tell me about that?” Jotaro asked him, a hint of worry apparant in the tone of his voice.

“Well I thought you wouldn’t really care”

“Are you sure you can handle it?”

“JoJo please, I’m fine, but Joseph will be on his own, I’m kind of worried that he’ll be in danger”

“Well, I could send Avdol back on that helicopter and tell him to stay with Joseph. But I’m more worried about you, you got shot 3 times by the Emperor, Avdol barely survived a single shot. And you know I hate saying stuff like this, but we’re not as durable as we were back in 1989.”

“I insist, I’m coming, whether you like it or not. You need me there, and I want to help take this bastard down” Kakyoin replied, Jotaro only replying with a worried sigh. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, I’ll see you tomorrow” Kakyoin said, before hanging up.

Jotaro quickly pocketed his phone, sighing to himself, before walking to the bathroom door, and stepping out. Right when he stepped out, he heard a voice.

“Who were ya talkin’ to?” A female voice said. He turned his head, to see Rosy standing there, taking a sip out of a beer bottle.

“None of your business, where did you get that?”

“Hey hey hey, I was the one asking the questions!” She replied, pointing her beer bottle at herself.

“Fine be like that, I’m gonna go sleep, don’t drink yourself into a coma” Jotaro replied, walking to his bed, and sitting down as he took his shoes off.

“Pfff, yeah I won’t, I’m just gonna go down to the bar quickly, but I promise I won’t die on purpose. You go sleep Dr. Boring” Rosy said, as she made her way to the door, Jotaro only replying with a sigh, before collapsing onto the bed.

Meanwhile, in Rohan and the Mercenary’s room.

Rohan was brushing his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror, admiring himself as much as he was brushing his teeth, as the mercenary was just sitting on his bed. When he finished, he walked out of the bathroom to see the mercenary sitting there. He just ignored him, and walked to his bed, and sat down.

“So, how are you?” Rohan said, trying to make small talk with the man. He had taken a few supplies in a small bag with him when they left, but he completely forgot his phone, so he didn’t really have anything else to do. The man just ignored him, focusing on, whatever he was focusing on. “Hey, Shomo come on”

“I don’t remember telling you my surname” Shomo said, in a mumbling voice.

“Yeah I know, you told Josuke, but I’m not deaf” He replied mockingly, Shomo only replying with a slight grunt. “Fine I won’t talk then, but just so you know, it wasn’t my idea to sleep in the same room as you either”

“I’d rather sleep on the curb down on the street” The mercenary mumbled to himself, before throwing his jacket on a chair next to the bed, and crawling into bed, Rohan still just sitting there, a grumpy, annoyed look on his face.

Meanwhile, in Josuke and Giorno’s room.

“PILLOW FIGHT!!!”





“We are NOT having a pillow fight!”

Meanwhile at the bar in the motel.

Rosy was absentmindedly drinking a beer while she was sitting at the bar. She wasn’t planning on staying there much longer, but she just wanted some more time on her own. Even though she agreed with working with the Foundation, the... reason she was even chasing this guy was still fresh on her mind, she just needed some more time to herself. She took another sip, before noticing a man sitting down on the stool next to her.

The man ordered a beer, as Rosy threw a quick glance at him. He had tanned skin, and brown hair styled into a fancy hairstyle. He was wearing a white dress shirt, with a red and golden waistcoat. Along with the gold, it had all kinds of decorations on it, a pocket watch with a seemingly golden chain out in the breast pocket, and some more things that she couldn’t get a good look at from her perspective. He looked dapper, way too much to be in this part of the city, and she knew what this part of the city was like, hell she'd basically been living here for the past few months, al though she did miss the Netherlands from time to time. She focused back on herself, deciding to just ignore the man.

She took another sip from her beer, but her plan of ignoring the man would not go off without a hitch.

“Nice hat you got there” Rosy heard coming from the voice next to hear.

“Thanks” Was all she replied, chugging down what was left in the bottle before checking the time on a clock on the wall. It was 1:00 AM, they had arrived only 45 minutes ago, but most of them were probably already sleeping.

“You are welcome, I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere else before” The man continued, met with a grunt from Rosy. “Ah sorry, I won’t bother you then” He said. “I’m just wondering, there’s no one else here, why are you here on your own? You seem kind of lost, in thought that is”

“What are you, my psychiatrist?”

“Oh no calling myself that would be illegal, I’m not a licensed physician, but I’ve got a pretty good understanding of most fields of science. I’m kind of a genius, you could say, but not a charlatan”

“You’re kind of tooting your own horn, you could say”

“Now that’s just rude, I’m just stating facts” While the man didn’t seem outright hostile, she was still getting a creepy vibe from him, like he was planning something. She decided to bail out of there, and go back to her room.

“Hey smart ass, it’s been nice meeting you, but my friend is waiting for me in our room, see you later maybe” She didn’t even wait for an answer, and immediately stood up and left. She heard him saying something as she left, but she had already stopped paying attention. She didn’t know how, but this guy was up to no good, she felt it in her gut.

Meanwhile, back in Jotaro and Rosy’s room.

Jotarooooooo

Jotaroooooooooooooo

Jotaro awoke in a cold sweat after a nightmare, he wasn’t really that prone to getting scared by nightmares, but this one felt...different. He turned his head to see Rosy sleeping in the other bed. “Guess she did come back to the room” He mumbled to himself, as he stepped out of the bed, deciding to get a drink of water and calm himself down. He walked to the bathroom, his short hair blowing in the light breeze, and turned on the sink as he drank straight out of the tap. He washed his face, before drying it with a towel. He stared at himself in the mirror, he had bags under his eyes, and the eyes above his bags were almost bloodshot, what time was it anyway? He looked at his digital watch, and saw that the time 19:89.

He walked out of the bathroom, and walked to the window next to Rosy’s bed. He leaned out of the window, before taking a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. He took one out, lighting it up and looking at the street. Cairo, at night, it reminded him of DIO, of 1989 when he almost lost Kakyoin, was this the reason for his nightmare? He didn’t have the best memories of this place, having only gone back here once since he fought DIO, but he had to admit, when he had the time to look, it was very pretty at night.

Although it was kind of dark, especially for 19:89.

19:89.

At that exact moment, he noticed the time. He checked his watch again, to see the same time again. 19:89. An impossible time. Was his watch broken? Or was there something else? It could just be broken, but that time, that specific time, right here, it felt like someone was mocking him.

He stayed calm, taking his watch off and putting it in his back pocket. There was something wrong, but freaking out right now would only be stupid, if someone was watching him, he wanted them to think he hadn’t figured it out yet. But he had to work quick, so he decided to wake Rosy up. He flicked his cigarette out of the window, before strolling to her bedside and putting a hand on her shoulder. He lightly shook her, but she didn’t wake up, prompting him to shake a bit harder. After a few seconds, he heard a noise come from her.

“What is it?” She mumbled in her sleep, her voice sounding a bit more croaky than usual.

“I….can’t find my phone, could you help me?” Jotaro lied, if there was someone listening in or watching, saying the truth would only be stupid.

“Ugh fine” She slowly turned her head around to Jotaro……

Meanwhile in Rohan and Shomo’s room………..

Shomo was already deep asleep, while Rohan just couldn’t manage to fall asleep, it was just one of those nights, when there was nothing wrong, but falling asleep was just incredibly hard. He got out of his lying down position, and check his watch to see the time was 1:45. He’d been trying to sleep for about an hour now, but he just couldn’t manage it.

Rohan slowly got out of bed, before noticing something coming from Shomo’s bed, a noise. It sounded like a grunt, which wouldn’t be so weird if it didn’t sound so distressed. It was followed by another one, as Shomo started moving in his sleep. Rohan slowly approached his bed, looking at what was happening. He leaned in, and shook Shomo’s shoulder, trying to wake him up. Suddenly, Shomo’s eyes opened widely, staring straight at Rohan’s face in front of him.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Shomo asked, as he crawled back from who Rohan, who himself retracted his face back a bit.

“Well you seemed like you were having a nightmare, and if you’re gonna help us on this journey-”





“I’m not helping you douchebag, I’m doing this because I want revenge on that guy for using me like some kind of puppet”

“You don’t even know me, why are you calling me a douchebag?”

“I know who you are, Rohan Kishibe, mangaka of Pink Dark Boy, Millionaire, rich douchebag, just like all the other millionaires.”

“You’ve heard of my manga?”

“Self-centered, like all of them. I don’t need your pity, so fuck off”

Meanwhile, back with Jotaro.

Rosy was slowly getting out of bed, but there was...something with her face. He couldn’t see it, like his eyes just wouldn’t focus on it, like a camera that refused to focus on anything but what you weren't trying to photograpg, it was just a blur. He reached for her arm, but as his hand touched her arm, it felt like his hand just sunk through, and her arm wasn’t really there. He stared back at her face, but it looked like it was fading away.

“This is your fault Jotaro” A voice said, coming out of Rosy’s mouth, despite sounding nothing like her’s. Although he couldn’t place it, he recognized that voice, like it was a voice he had heard before, but lower pitched. Slowly, she faded into dust, as Jotaro reached back out to her.

“Rosy, no!” It was no use, he tried to grab her, but she just dusted away, as Jotaro stared into the lack of a person in front of him. He was stricken with confusion, shock, he had no idea what had just happened, when he heard another voice behind him. Jotaro turned his head, to see Josuke standing behind him. “Josuke, what are you doing here, where’s Giorno?!”

“It’s all your fault” The same voice said, this time coming from Josuke’s mouth.

“What are you talking about, shut up!” Jotaro yelled at what looked like Josuke, as he reached a hand for his own head. “You’re messing with my head!”

“You could have saved me, but you didn’t” The voice continued.

“No, stop!” Jotaro yelled back at it, as he approached Josuke. But when he got close, this Josuke just faded into the dust, like Rosy did earlier. Jotaro rushed towards him, trying to grab him, but he just dusted away in Jotaro’s arms. “Dammit! Whoever you are, come out coward!”

“Jo...JoJo”

There’s...only one person who would call me that. Jotaro thought to himself. He slowly turned his head towards the door of the room, the dread of the situation slowly sinking in, only to see a redhead he would be much more happy to see if it weren’t for this whole situation.

“Nori ...no please you coward stop this now!” Jotaro yelled, he didn’t know if this was real, but Kakyoin was still right there, Josuke still just died in his arms, Rosy still just disappeared before he could even do anything, he was supposed to protect them.

“JoJo...help me” Kakyoin said, as he dropped down to his knees, blood slowly streaming out of his mouth. He reached his hand towards Jotaro, but Jotaro couldn’t handle this.

“NO! STOP!” He shouted, Jotaro was almost trembling, as he stared into Kakyoin’s eyes, he looked scared, in pain. Jotaro knew that if he came close, the same thing would happen like what happened to Josuke and Rosy. He knew that he wasn’t really there.

He knew it wasn't real.

But they were supposed to be under his protection, and he failed.

“Jotaro...please” He couldn’t resist anymore, Jotaro ran towards Kakyoin who was kneeled down between the doorframe, but as he took his first step, he could see Kakyoin start to dust like the others, beginning in the middle of his stomach. He kept running, even though he was only a few feet away from the door, but it felt like it took him forever to get there. He got so close, so damn close, his hand was only a few inches away from Kakyoin, but he was already gone.



Jotaro continued into the hallway, where he collapsed down to his knees. His fist crashed down onto the floor, when suddenly he heard something.

He heard the sound of metal scraping against the walls. Like a blade dragged across the corridor.

He heard a sound, like a cloak flowing in the wind, a wind that shouldn’t even be in a hotel hallway.

But most prominently, a sound so haunting, a sound he hadn’t heard since 1989, if he remembered correctly.

LALIHO

Meanwhile with Rosy

Rosy was making her way to her and Jotaro’s shared room, when she heard something from inside the room. She opened the door, to see Jotaro lying in his bed. She closed the door behind her, curious as to what that sound was. She looked around, not finding anything all that suspicious, so she just decided to sleep, as she sat down on her bed, and removed her shoes. She looked at Jotaro lying under the blankets, his hat still on his head for some reason. She chuckled at the fact, before seeing something weirder.

Blood was streaming from the side of his bed, slowly down to the floor. She quickly got off her bed, and approached Jotaro’s bed. She pulled away a part of his blanket, revealing a large wound in his arm, bleeding heavily. She panicked, not knowing how this happened, what she should do, why he was even sleeping, but the wound she thought was just normal, actually didn’t look that normal at all. It seemed to be letters, a word, a single one.

“Dream”

She was confused, what did this mean? Did it even mean anything, or was it a coincidence? She looked around the room, maybe there was a stand user hiding but she couldn’t find anyone. When she returned back to Jotaro, she figured that it had to mean something. Luckily, dreams were her specialty.

She crouched down next to his bed, before summoning her stand. “In My Dreams!” She said, as she summoned her stand, a small pixie like creature hovering behind her.

“What’s going on?” The stand asked her, as Rosy took a small bag of powder out of her back pocket.

“I want you to get into this guy’s dream, got that?” She replied, as she opened the bag, taking a bit of the powder into her hand.

“Gotcha”

Rosy poured the powder of Jotaro’s arm, as her stand opened her mouth wide. Slowly, a pair of fingers came out, followed by an entire hand, and another one. Eventually an entire creature made its way out, replacing the former pixie. It was a lanky creature, legs and arms almost as thin as bone, and a mouth almost wide open. It was drooling a black viscous liquid that seemed to be covering it’s entire body. Rosy nodded at the creature, who in turn growled, and wrapped it’s sharp spindly fingers around Jotaro’s head.

Back with Jotaro.

“It’s you...I remember now, Death 13” Jotaro said, as he moved gaze towards Death 13, who was making his way through the hall. He was scraping his scythe across the walls.

“Oh you do? Laliho, how exciting!” The stand laughed, it’s robes waving in the wind, as it’s eternal smile remained.

“You sicko, why did you make me go through that?!”

“We’ve improved a bit over the years, I’ve learned that the best way to beat someone, is to break them, make them face their deepest fears. We’ve learned to look into people’s deepest fear, and you, you’re scared of not being able to protect the ones you care about” Death 13 said, followed by a loud laugh. “How boring! We were hoping for something more exciting!”

“I…you are dead, I’m gonna wake myself up, find you, and kill you”

“Hahahahaha, wake up!? This is my domain, you can’t wake yourself up, forgot that!?” Jotaro felt the wind slowly getting stronger, when suddenly, it felt like a large gust of wind blew him towards Death 13. He flew towards him, until he was caught by Death 13, who held him with one hand by the neck.

“Why…join this...bastard?” Jotaro asked, choking from Death 13’s grip.

“Because, we want revenge, for what that redhead did to us. He’s the only one to have ever outsmarted us, even after all these years, he was so damn lucky!” He tightened his grip, pulling Jotaro closer to his face.

“Where...where are my friends… are they in here as well?”

“Oh don’t worry, most of them are sleeping, enjoying their own personal hell, except for your newest nuisance. She’s… quite annoying, but if we’re correct, my counterpart is dealing with her right-” Death 13 cut himself off.

His eyes darted towards a small puddle on the ground, directly under Jotaro’s arm that was dangling to his side. A puddle of blood, filled up even more with another drop that fell from Jotaro’s fingers. He chuckled, a chuckle that turned into a snicker, that turned into a laugh, that turned into a cackle.

“You have to be… you can’t be serious right?!” He asked rhetorically, laughing at Jotaro. He suddenly stopped laughing, pulling Jotaro closer to his face, his face only a few inches away, as he shouted in his face. “Do you take us for a fool, falling for the same trick your redhead friend pulled!?!” He tightened his almost robotic grip around Jotaro’s throat.

“Once… she gets here, she’ll wake me up and-”

“She can’t! This is our dominion, your mind is in our hands, we’re the only one who can! She’s the biggest wild card on your team, the boss doesn’t even know anything about her, but there is nothing she can do to outsmart us! NOTHING, I TELL YOU!” That’s when they both heard a loud screech, loud enough to probably destroy somebody’s eardrums if it was screamed right into their ear. Suddenly, Jotaro felt the grip on his throat disappear, and he fell down to the ground. He breathed heavily, and when he came to his senses, he saw Death 13 getting torn to shreds by a creature.

Rosy’s stand, that is. The creature went to town on Death 13, destroying everything it could get its hands on. When it was done, it just stopped and turned it’s creepy head towards Jotaro.

“Is it dead?” The creature asked Jotaro, it’s voice still reminiscent of that screech he heard a bit ago, just a bit more calm.

“I think so Rosy, let’s-” That’s when he heard it, both of them did, all around them it was. A cackle unlike any other, the same one that Death 13 produced only a moment ago.

“You really thought that would be enough to kill us!?!” The voice said, cackling in between almost every word of the sentence. Suddenly, the ground ruptured beneath Rosy’s stand, and the stone and other materials formed something that almost looked like a hand, holding it in a tight grip, only letting the head stick out. Slowly, the parts of Death 13 that In My Dreams had torn apart, formed back together.

“This is our dreamscape, our mind, our world!” Death 13 said, almost shouting at In My Dreams. Jotaro slowly moved his hand towards the door behind him, but Death 13 immediately noticed. Suddenly, another Death 13 appeared next to Jotaro, grabbing him by the throat and keeping him up in the air. In My Dreams tried it’s very best to get out, but in here, no amount of strength would be enough. “Only we have control here, this is my mind!” The stone hand closed it’s grip around In My Dreams, as the stand seemed to almost be suffocating.

“Just...let the rest go, you beat me… isn't that enough revenge against Kakyoin?” Jotaro suggested.

Death 13 cackled at the offer. “How about, no?” The hand wrapped around In My Dreams tightened its grip, but before it could crush Rosy’s stand, the stand disappeared. “Oh how amusing, it seems your only hope left you Jotaro!” Death 13 cackled when he noticed this, and the stone hand fell apart, all the parts dropping to the floor. Suddenly, the second Death 13 that was holding Jotaro, disappeared, dropping Jotaro to the floor.

“Why’d you do that?” Jotaro asked, down on his knees as he rubbed his throat.

“Because, as long as this Rosy isn’t asleep, I can’t kill her directly, but my counterpart can. If I’m correct, he’s about to deal with her” Death 13 floated down to the ground, as a pair of robotic legs touched the floor. His scythe disappeared, as he got into what seemed like a boxing stance.

“What are you doing?” Jotaro growled, as he slowly got up off his knees, rubbing the dust off his clothes.

“Well my counterpart is dealing with your friend, and all our other clones are giving your merry men their nightmares, but we want to have a bit of fun as well!” The stand made a motion to Jotaro to come closer. “So come on, give us the best you got”

“Okay, you asked for it” Jotaro replied.

Meanwhile with Rosy

She quickly disengaged from the dreamscape. She wanted to beat this bastard, but staying in that world would get her killed. But what that stand said, she immediately knew what to do. She turned away from Jotaro’s sleeping body, dead set on what to do, but there in the doorway she saw someone she didn’t expect.

“Hey there Rosy” There in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe, was the man from the bar.

“How do you know my name?”

“Don’t play coy with me, I know you already know who I am, I can see it”

“Ok fine, smartass, you figured me out” Rosy took a step towards the door, met the man taking a step back in response. “Oh, are you shy?”

“I’m just being careful, I’d rather not be attacked”

“That’s smart, because if I could get close, you’d be dead” They kept up with this, eventually making their way into the hotel corridor with all the other hotel rooms.

“So, what’s your plan, get close and kill me?”

“Ehh, that’s about it, if I can get to you, and use my stand on you, I gain control over your little dream clubhouse. Shouldn’t be too hard, it’s not like you have much self protection.”

“Oh you’re wrong there, I’ve trained in 3 different martial arts, fought with a few of the strongest fighters in the world, studied in the best Universities of the UK after a family there took me in. Ever since my defeat in 1988 I have devoted everything to become stronger and smarter so I could get my revenge, and you’re just a hurdle in that plan.” Suddenly, he summoned the scythe that Death 13 was holding into his hand. “And I also have a weapon, so what do you have against me?”

“I want revenge on your boss, that’s enough for me.”

“Ha, that is truly funny, you will remember Joshua Longworth as the man that defeated you!” Suddenly, he threw the scythe horizontally towards Rosy, who dodged it by leaning backwards beneath it. After it passed he, she ran straight toward him, but before she could get very close, she got hit by the blunt side of the scythe as it flew back to his hand, hitting her in the back of the head.

She fell down to the floor, but quickly recovered. The distance between them was equal again, but she had to get close to him. She pulled three throwing knives out of her boot, and threw them straight towards Joshua. He quickly deflected all of them with his scythe, but while that was happening, Rosy was making a beeline for him. He struck directly down with his scythe, which forced her to dash back and not get any closer, being only about 3 feet apart now. She pulled a dagger out of her back pocket, backhanding the dagger and slashing downwards, which he blocked with the handle of his scythe, both hands on it to keep her from breaking his block.

“You got… a lot of strength in that one arm” He spurted out, as he put all his energy into not getting overpowered by her.

“Or maybe you’ve just got weak arms?”

“Luckily arms aren’t all I have!” He said, as he kicked Rosy away, as she dropped to the ground a few feet away. She tried to quickly get up, but she felt the blade of his scythe against her throat. “Laliho, how wonderful! Now don’t you try anything!” He slowly lifted the blade, dragging it across her cheek and forming a cut, before lifting it up in the air to perform a strike. “Any last words?”

“Yeah, gotcha!”

“Wait what!?” And in that moment of confusion, even though it was only a short moment, Rosy threw a handful of the powder into his face, before kicking him in the stomach with both legs, which sent him stumbling back a bit. She quickly rolled back, and summoned her stand.

“In My Dreams, you know what you have to do”

“Yes of course master”

"Dream on, sucker"

Back in the Dreamscape

“Do you understand now?! We are smarter than you, we are stronger than you!” Death 13 was holding Jotaro by collar, blood leaking out of nose and out of his mouth.

“You’re nothing… “ Jotaro spit blood into Death 13’s face. “...Nothing but a vindictive piece of shit…“ Death 13 growled angrily, as Jotaro received another punch in the face, blood spilling onto the floor.

“Shut up! We’re gonna kill all your friends, then you, and then we’re gonna bring your lifeless body to that redhead, and torture him for what he did!” Death 13 cackled at the prospect, when suddenly he stopped. It sounded like he was choking on something, despite the lack of an actual throat. He suddenly let his grip on Jotaro’s collar go, who fell down to his knees. Death 13 reached its hands for his face, like it was hurting. Jotaro got up off his knees, as he back off from Death 13, he didn’t know what was going on, but for all he knew this could be something dangerous.

“NO! STOP!” Death 13 shouted, echoing loudly throughout the Dreamscape. Death 13 descended down to his knees, as he was scratching at his own face. Suddenly, there appeared a large crack in his face. “IMPOSSIBLE!” Another crack appeared, as the mask started breaking apart into smaller parts. Eventually the entire mask broke into an uncountable amount of pieces, as Death 13 fell down to the ground, almost like a lifeless body. The place where the mask was, a long pointy finger came out, and Jotaro knew exactly what it was.

“Took you long enough, Rigter” He said, as he wiped some of the blood off his face. The entirety of In My Dreams slowly made its way out of Death 13’s body.

“Don’t whine. Here, I’ll wake everyone up” And the hunched over creature that was Rosy’s stand, snapped it’s fingers, which in turn snapped Jotaro awake.

He reached a hand for his face, feeling the wounds and bruises from the fight still present on his face, when he heard a noise in the corridor. He remembered what was going on, and when he ran into the hallway, he saw a man pinned down by seemingly nothing. In front of him he saw Rosy standing, hands in her pockets, as a small stream of blood was streaming down her left cheek.

“Hey Kujo, finally awake huh?” Rosy said with a smirk.

“Don’t be so casual, I’m the leader of this team remember?” He replied, as he stood next to Rosy.

“Wow, nice leader-ing there, I saved your ass”

“Shut up, let’s just… finish this guy off, get your stand off him,” He said, which she replied to with a chuckle, as she did as she was told. Jotaro summoned Star Platinum, who picked up Death 13’s stand user by the collar. He was bleeding from almost his entire body, cuts and bruises covering almost every square inch, In My Dreams really did a number on him

“Just, kill me,” The stand user said. “I failed, everything I’ve ever done led up to this, and I failed, I deserve death”

Jotaro chuckled at the request. “You’re really making this way too easy, you were a formidable foe,” Star Platinum put him back on his feet, a surprised look from him being the response to that action. “But right now, it’s almost like feeding shit to a baby”

“You motherfu-”

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“Did you have to go so hard on him?” Rosy asked with a smirk, as the body crashed through the floor.

“He… deserved it” Jotaro mumbled, as he retracted Star Platinum. “Let’s just see if the rest is safe”