What the fuck, Leshero, Zeus's plot armor has never been this disgusting as now I demand a recount of the dice rolls, because damage-wise we should've killed Zeus by reducing his HP beyond the required amount not to mention that the dumbass swallowed a grenade, kek
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That stubborn prick Zeus kept obsessing over killing the greatest John Lennon impersonator on Earth, but his aim was terrible when shooting at the perfect counter to his storm clouds.

As the high-speed chase continued along the highway, helicopters joined the pursuit and started riddling Zeus with bullets.

Through the rearview mirror, Shaggy saw someone speeding past faster than a bull runner, faster even than the average Spaniard spotting Final Fantasy 7—Lirola had magically reappeared with the team and hurled a trash can at Zeus, blowing his wheels off.

The marble god lost his wheels but, still stubborn, lifted his car and used it as a shield while stealing a vehicle from some octogenarian. But in the last second, Charles appeared and swallowed the full two meters of Zeus (no homo)!

Shaggy and Baloo did absolutely nothing during this entire part.

...

<Shaggy

"Damn it, Dimitri, can't you contact Charles? It can't be that we've lost him"

<Baloo

"He was brave going after Zeus alone," said the bear while helping with patrol—thanks to his ursine sense of smell, he could detect Zeus the moment he exited Charles's Stand and his scent spread again. "I hope he makes it."

<Shaggy

"Thanks for coming back, Spaniard, you're more useful than ever now that we're so close to winning," Shaggy says, then thinks: "Hey, Yuri, old man, couldn't you guys heal people with your ripple Hamon? That would've helped Deacon." Leshero forgot They also talk about Charles: "Nah, Charles didn't commit suicide, he wouldn't do something like that unless he believed he could survive—aka he's a coward—let's just hope his plan worked..."

They find Charles near the subway and give him the medical attention he needs. Meanwhile, news of Zeus's rampage spreads rapidly through the airwaves.

"He's like a cockroach... or a swarm of worker bees in a massive hive," says Baloo. Rigas tells him to move ahead; the bear nods. "I'm on it." Once on the beach, nothing could escape his ursine nose... or so he thought.

...

They search the beach and find nothing, and the Italian mercenaries join them to collect their bounty on Zeus.

<Baloo

"Mista... let's put our differences aside and kill Zeus." Baloo thought he was the mafia gunman's nemesis, though nothing could be further from the truth.

Sunset arrives, and still no sign of Zeus.

<Shaggy

"This is frustrating." Zeus still hadn't shown up. Yuri shares his sad past of never having visited the beach: "You have no idea, kid. There's nothing better than eating a five-foot-long sandwich with friends by the waves." Yuri also glances at Watching Me. "Yeah, that's true..."

There was a chance he was still helping Zeus... and shortly after, they run into them and stare uncomfortably.

Theodoros is murdered, another victim claimed, yet Zeus himself would soon follow.

"YOU DIE TODAY, ZEUS!"
The combined team launched themselves at the Greek god—Mista shot him, damaging his leg, while Baloo used the power of 「Spin」 combined with Yuri's 「Hamon」 to fire a powerful claw attack that blew off Zeus's arm holding the Arrow. The Mongolian monk finished Zeus off by crushing him with a kick.

"YES, FINISH HIM, FAST!"

But Zeus had one last trick up his sleeve. Desperate and at close range, he brainwashed Horloogiyn and used him to reach the Arrow, finally achieving his ultimate form.

A storm began as Zeus emerged from the water, more powerful than ever... Was this the end...?

"This is a load of shit."

<Baloo

"I agree."

"Well, so what if Zeus got stronger? We're still better than him—we still have skills we can use to our advantage, and most importantly, we don't have any choice but to fight or die!" Shaggy should've been a motivational speaker. "Besides, he's still missing the other half of Christ's body that I've got inside me, so he's nowhere near absolute power."

The junkie pointed at Zeus. "Hey Zeus, this doesn't change a damn thing! That new makeup of yours won't change the fact that every single attempt you've made to kill us so far has failed! You and Hades couldn't kill JoJo—do you really think you alone can take us down? Hell, Poseidon has more kills on our team than you do, and I beat him!"

While Shaggy rambled on, hoping to buy time, Baloo focused. As an animal, he had something close to a sixth sense for danger—and he'd never been this terrified. He trembled like jelly, his eyes nearly popping out from sheer shock at the sight of Zeus.

But if he wanted to save nature, if he wanted to fulfill Jesus's will, they had to defeat Zeus now.
Baloo brought his paws together... praying? As his claws began spinning at incredible speed.

"Zelensky, my comrade, pray with me—Christ will help us in this final battle for nature."

Baloo focused harder than ever, summoning the power of 「Spin」. After all, what was a spin but many squares and rectangles overlapping? The Fibonacci spiral, almost like a constant in life itself... Baloo dropped to all fours and began to gallop.

Perhaps a human would need a horse to accomplish such a feat... but since he could run just as fast as them—Baloo was the horse! And powerful rotational energy surged through his body.

Along the way, he headbutted Shaggy and hoisted him onto his back.

"Shaggy, you have Christ within you—give me his strength, please!"

<Shaggy

"I don't know how, but I'll try!"

<Baloo

Baloo leapt high, propelling himself with his Stand, beginning to spin like a drill to gather even more 「Spin」 energy, extending his right paw as his index claw aimed straight at Zeus—a claw charged with such intense rotational energy it could destroy anything at a cellular level on contact.

Christ was with him—spiritually through his faith, and physically through Shaggy. Giving it everything, Baloo fired his most powerful claw attack straight at Zeus's chest, aiming to destroy him and rip out the Stand Arrow in one blow. Riding on his back, Shaggy used Scooby-Doo to help him calibrate Baloo's trajectory perfectly for the strike.

<Shaggy
A: 1d100 = 66
P: 1d100 = 29 (A)
+it just works
<Baloo
A: 1d100 = 92
P: 1d100 = 91

>>2546
With precision A shaggy always hits and since his action is to help Baloo hit the target, in effect I give Zeus a bulletplease blacks don't leave me alone, I don't want you to spread my ass

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>FUCKING SNOT-NOSED SHIT, GET UP RIGHT NOW! DUMBASS DUMBASS DUMBASSSSS GET ME OUT OF HERE!

Absorbed in himself as only a thoroughly trained narcissist skilled in the art of self-devouring could be, Charles easily tunes out the foolish words of the Greek he swallowed—insults from the envious are mere background music to his performance, nice ambiance for the exhibition of what he's about to do to Zeus, and possibly good company for bed, if the growing excitement in his pants means what he thinks it does.

His arousal swells within him while outside, 『Tall Snake』 continues sliding deeper into 『Bôa』's mouth, slowly approaching a crescendo that would undoubtedly become the greatest climax of his entire biography... But the music stops just millimeters short of the peak.

"Hm~? You're unusually quiet all of a sudden. Were you consumed by fear too? Or did the snake eat your tongue?"

Zeus's sudden silence cuts the note short. He can't properly finish like this—no, it's not right. He needs to provoke him into talking dirty again, to make things proper.

>Wait a moment... if supposedly time doesn't pass inside 「Bôa」, why are you and I, Charles, still talking? Could it be that it doesn't affect living beings? If we're alive, that means time flows within us... I wonder what would happen... if I placed a small grenade or active dynamite inside your stomach... but I can't kill you because I don't want to know what'd happen to the inside of 「Bôa」 if you die, so we'll do a little experiment with my body instead.

"What the hell are you talking about!? Do us both a favor and stay still, accept your death for once in your life instead of continuing to humiliate yourself."

The suggestion to experiment with the old stone man's body almost tempts him, yet he remains stubborn and prefers to carry out his own experiment over the wishes of a victim he already has completely dominated—so stubborn that he endures the marble man's attempts to escape even as he's already irremediably trapped. He doesn't expect the rocky old man to actually find a remedy in the form of a grenade, which he swallows like a pill.

"If you'll allow me a suggestion, why don't you stick that grenade up your—"

BOOM!

Zeus explodes inside him before he can deliver his sensible advice. Amidst the strange pain of having an explosive detonated in his guts without dying instantly, temporary blindness without losing his eyes, and his ass burning hotter than 『Bôa』's internal burns, he curses inwardly at the son of Cronus he failed to kill, while his snake slithers disoriented in the opposite direction from Mother Earth's entrails, having failed in its attempt to imprison Zeus where myths said his grandfather Uranus had placed the Hecatoncheires.
no

idea

of

where

he

was

or

when

he

had

left

his

serpent

form,

the

ex-writer

writhes

on

the

subway

floor

like

a

headless

snake,

his

self-preservation

instincts

driving

him

to

crawl

across

the

train

station,

trying

to

flee

from

the

pain

as

if

it

were

a

physical

entity

he

could

outrun,

rather

than

an

intangible

hunter

that

would

pursue

him

relentlessly

until

the

day

he

died.

What

he

initially

did

out

of

blind

instinct,

he

now

does

consciously

as

his

vision

clears

and

he

beholds

the

stone

man

covered

in

blood,

missing

limbs,

guts

hanging

out,

yet

bounding

toward

him

slowly

like

a

Terminator

approaching

a

roach

dazed

by

insecticide.

''(What

gall

does

this

guy

have

to

call

me

a

cockroach,

when

he's

just

a

stone

cripple,

cyborg,

internally

exploded

wretch

who's

spent

his

life

running

from

fights

to

survive?

Turns

out

immortals

are

nothing

but

cowards

fleeing

death.)''

Inside,

his

indignation

is

immeasurable,

and

words

to

express

it

would

not

suffice

even

if

two

thousand

new

ones

were

added

to

the

dictionary.

"HISSSSSSSS!"

Outside,

he

hisses

in

pain

like

bacon

in

a

pan

about

to

burn

to

a

crisp,

boiling

with

rage

and

unable

to

scream

in

pain

like

a

normal

person,

mostly

due

to

pride.

>Don't

know

what

bit

you,

but

suddenly

you've

become

a

pretty

brave

guy.

I'll

admit

you

gave

me

a

good

scare

and

almost

killed

me.

A

magic

word

in

Zeus's

speech

stops

him

before

he

falls

like

an

idiot

onto

the

subway

tracks

he

didn't

know

were

behind

him,

unintentionally

saving

him

from

another

death

caused

by

cowardly

flight.

Facing

the

marble

man

instead

of

turning

his

back

as

he

did

that

night,

he

prepares

to

speak

in

slow

words.

"''What

a

great

honor

it

would

be

to

instill

fear

in

the

heart

of

a

god.

But

for

that,

I'd

have

to

recognize

you

as

one,

and

any

amount

of

respect

is

more

than

you

deserve.''""

He

spits

blood

and

saliva

at

Zeus's

feet,

as

if

his

throat

weren't

already

dry.

"''You're

a

stupid

bastard,

a

rapist

murderer

and

fratricidal

coward,

a

self-centered

hedonist.

You

think

you're

a

god,

but

you're

just

the

last

of

an

endangered

species

doomed

to

extinction

by

the

very

people

you

consider

inferior,

yet

still

fucks

in

your

bed,

you

zoophilic

degenerate.''""

He

empties

all

his

bile

onto

the

man

who

will

kill

him

for

the

second

time,

ready

to

die

staring

into

his

eyes

with

his

own

bloodshot

with

rage—

at

least

until

the

recipient

of

all

that

hatred

is

the

first

to

turn

his

back

and

ignore

him.
The stone arm probing inside his throat through his connection with 『Tall Snake』 makes him want to vomit, but he lacks the strength for even that, and his mind is too clouded to remember whether he'd given the arrow to Yuri Jochen or if he'd always had more than one inside his 『Stand』.

Somehow—though he can't explain how, given how disoriented he is—he remains conscious until paramedics find him, or until he regains awareness much later, after Zeus had already escaped but before ascending Olympus's throne and enslaving the world.

>Well then? Ask him about his sexuality!

"With all due respect, I'm not attracted to older men. Or younger ones, for that matter."

(You see a one-eyed man barely crawling out of the ground alive, and that's the first thing you say to him?)

He's not in the mood to pretend to be polite, nor to deal again with public rumors about his private life—something he'd made a habit of ignoring throughout his career.

"If you're in the mood for small talk, it must mean you've either found Zeus or his remains, am I wrong?"

He knows he isn't wrong. He doesn't even expect the others to know Zeus is still alive until he tells them; what he expects is for them to get serious once they learn that little detail and go fix it. Still, the fact that they haven't found Zeus and are instead caught up in another battle outside the metro might be a blessing in disguise, giving him time to recover from his lost eye and other injuries, so he can speak with the unexpected reinforcements without so much rage.

>The 「Boss」 wasn't happy that Zeus didn't pay us as agreed in the contract. We Italians don't like being bossed around by Balkan peasants.

"Regardless of reasons, your cooperation is appreciated. I don't have the mental capacity right now to recall if that was the case, but let's try, as much as possible, to forget our old grudges—who shot whom, who returned fire, how many soldiers died during which attack on a military base. As associates in the same enterprise, it's wise to set aside past resentments to ensure the optimal resolution of our future joint projects."

He genuinely doesn't remember whether any of Mista's bullets hit him, or which one of the hired mafiosos was responsible for the first explosion that actually struck him. But under normal circumstances, he doesn't need such details to hold a grudge, and he doesn't expect others to be better than him in that regard. He can only promise to try not to use one of his former enemies as a human shield or cannon fodder again—if given the chance, he won't hesitate to leave them defenseless inside an armadillo tank as an act of revenge.
"There's a certain pleasure that can only be found in watching someone suffer who truly deserves it, and of all living things on this planet, no one deserves punishment more than Zeus. I won't let old vendettas ruin the chance to deliver that punishment."

An eye for an eye, a neck for a neck, a tooth for a tooth. He still has unfinished business with Zeus, and he won't be satisfied until he gives him exactly what he deserves. He's no fan of quick deaths—he prefers to torture an opponent, inject them with poison and watch them die slowly, squeeze the life out of them in a prolonged crush, or swallow a larger prey whole and digest it over days, like snakes do. How else could he possibly watch Zeus writhe and be humiliated if he doesn't leave him at least a little alive before finishing him off?

>Hey, now that I remember... when you met Zeus—or well, when you fought him for the first time—didn't he have some weird allied Stand?

"Weren't we also allied with someone strange? He looked like a werewolf. I've never seen him since then. Was he one of the casualties at the military base, or was he sent to another country?"

(I knew the police couldn't be trusted.)

Regretting past mistakes is as useless as losing sleep over allies who aren't coming. Unfortunately, there's not much he can do on land except complain and wait while his 『Stand』 searches the skies alongside Rigas.

>There it is! There it is!

"Anyone who isn't fast or lacks long-range attacks, grab onto my snake!"

Mista's shout is the starting signal for his 『Bôa』, which launches toward the Greek after just a single warning from its user, allowing any comrades who want to ride it to reach him faster and bombard him in a coordinated attack. Time is essence—only a few seconds separate triumph from death.

>Horloogiyn! No! What are you doing!

In an unfortunate twist, the Mongolian monk goes from being Zeus's executioner to his savior, before collapsing lifelessly onto the sand. Rather than continue alone with an ineffective assault against the marble man mid-transformation, 『Tal Snake』 stays behind to retrieve the Hamon master's body and bring him somewhere safer—its stomach.

"I've never had an ordinary person inside here before. To you, does it look like we're in a snake's stomach, in an empty space, or flying over that same beach as before?"

Curiosity overtakes his initial motivation to keep one of his fighters alive, and he ends up asking questions before even checking whether the old man is in any condition to answer.

"Dimitri, can you check his injuries and do something for him? I'll keep him safe in the meantime."

>>2548
>444
Our reinforcement won't like that.

Returning to the sky during a storm is as reckless as staying on the surface with the injured man, Charles executes the same maneuver of hiding below and not emerging until he can launch a surprise attack.

"If you can respond, you can attack when the time comes, I'll give you the signal. Just hold your breath and remove any metal you're using."

Common sense tells us that water is one of the best conductors of electricity, therefore going to swim during an electrical storm or entering the tub with a toaster turned on is not recommended for anyone who doesn't have suicidal tendencies...

"Now!"

However, something less known is that salt water on the surface of the sea is a better conductor than the fish swimming in the deeper parts and therefore the electricity from the lightning spreads mostly on the surface around the point of impact, keeping any submerged fish unharmed the deeper they are. Taking this into account, Charles uses the first attacks of the others to coil his 『Tall Snake』 around Zeus's leg and pull him down where his lightning will be harmless, using chains, cement blocks, bricks and anything else heavy that can tie him to the feet of the man of flesh and silicon to drag him into a submarine tomb.

"Why would I need a motivational couch to kill a degenerate? I'm not an invalid going through physiotherapy to regain the use of my legs. As a character, Zeus has only lost, humiliated, fled and killed his own allies, he's not someone worthy of a tenor. He didn't defeat Jesus Christ when he had all his power and his brothers by his side, he won't defeat me now. Either I kill him here or he'll kill himself, there's no other conclusion."

1d100 = 51 1d100 = 6
The turn came out barely 100 characters too long.

>>2547
Going away again after barely having returned would be too kek, if Zeus doesn't keep on doing one-hit kills you can count on my dice.

>>2549
Zeus is the kira of the jojoroles, he's a complete idiot and yet he manages to come out on top, he has luck and fate on his side, and he gives us all bad dice kek

>>2550
That's yet to be seen.

Precision: 1d100 = 89
Attack: 1d100 = 71

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>>2551
They were right after all, kek.

>the yellow and red speedster would arrive at the chase to make his appearance, arriving in a piece of flying scrap metal, a flying door like a monkey throwing shit. At first he doesn't achieve much as Zeus uses his stand, but eventually the wheels of the mamimóvil get punctured; however, the Spaniard came here to do his job as an all-terrain doctor and tries to save Deacon. The dog isn't here to help.

(((Lirola)))
Come on, come on... Revive...

>he steps away from the chase for a bit, but even though he passes life, he can't bring him back to reality—he's fried, though not dead. They had to get him off the scene, too broken for the next fight.

(((Lirola)))
Shit!

(((「★Locomía★」)))
One down.

>he has no choice but to keep smoking and resting, trying to regain strength for a fight against the filthy marble god. Meanwhile, the Englishman swallows the guy whole, ending the chase abruptly right there.

(((Lirola)))
What?! Why did he do that?! We had him!

>the circus crew has no choice but to go outside and try to do something, attempting to follow a trail—after all, the Englishman has the arrow or something, so that's the safest place. He starts shitting bricks, running over to where Zeus was swallowed and staring at the ground.

(((Lirola)))
(This can't be happening, this fucking god keeps slipping through our fingers like sand.)

(((「★Locomía★」)))
You okay?

>the homosexual machine asks the old man from the car, who can't hear or see him, but intent counts.
>at that moment, Shakira's parrot thanks the man, who responds after nodding, still with his cigarette in mouth—though not a cannabis joint like dear Shaggy's.

(((Lirola)))
Don't mention it, man. Zeus is gonna die today for everything he's done.

>the mongol would also dedicate some words, walking over to rest against the car and keep scanning the area for those two. Yuri speaks up and adds context—two more in the hospital; this fight had already claimed too many dead and injured.

(((Lirola)))
My sister is very strong, she'll be fine, but stronger is the one I'm gonna shove up Zeus's ass NoHomo... Running from us like a fucking cockroach... I'm gonna kill him.

>and speaking of queers, the old man mentions the Englishman was checking out dudes or something, but more importantly—did he commit suicide to take the enemy with him? Which he didn't. The Englishman is exiting the subway, completely fucked up from getting smacked around or something; it's obvious he's destroyed. Everyone moves to help him.

(((Lirola)))
Jesus, they really beat you up good, buddy. Help him, Frenchy.

>even with his serious face, he's slightly glad about it due to FUCKING SHITTY ENGLISHMEN, but unfortunately it's not the time to laugh at others' misfortunes, especially not when it's an ally in a battle that'll probably decide the fate of the entire world.

>>>
>>>

>some time later, with Lirola as an extra (as always), those guys they'd shot at show up to join them since Zeus—or rather, the owner of that luxurious mansion—didn't pay them. Anyway, everyone heads to the beach in search of Zeus, who's still alive but limping.

(((Lirola)))
Can someone get me a shirt?

>>>

>the beach, feet on sand and salty breeze at sunset. Kinda romantic considering it might be the last time they see all this, the natural beauty of the world. Greece really does have nice beaches. Still, they're just as lost as before—there's nothing or no one here, or at least nothing visible to the naked mortal eye.

(((Lirola)))
Is this where he wanted to come? I think we got here earlier than him.

>the Pole, staring at the sea, mentions he's never seen a beach before, but more importantly brings up some weird Stand allied with the cult.

(((Lirola)))
Every Stand I've seen is weird, kid. Explain yourself.

>he explains—he's never interacted with that particular guy who died earlier than expected because he was hanging around the god. His head gets torn off; the dumbass didn't use his power against Zeus, and now they're fucked.
>the god gets shot and mutilated in multiple ways, though they didn't count on the enemy having script mind control on his side, and through some twisted maneuver manages to impale himself with the arrow into his chiseled chest. Lirola could move his ass and do something with his speed, but using it without a constant healing source will kill him, turn him to ash that vanishes into the air.
>a storm erupts.

(((Lirola)))
My God...

>he swallows hard and his legs tremble. The thirst for revenge is devoured by an intrinsic fear deep in the hominid's mind. Did Jesus fight this monster?
>the new Zeus emerges from the water, now fully flesh, a real child who can rape everyone standing here.

(((Lirola)))
It's over.

>everything was lost, there's nothing they can do. Shagg, due to the contract, thinks otherwise, slightly boosting general morale with his words. Maybe he's too high to see the situation clearly.

(((「★Locomía★」)))
Come on, we can do it!

>his Stand places both hands on his shoulders and says that from behind, giving him a bit of courage, courage to fight for a future without false gods and avenge the deaths of so many, the destruction. Avenge his sister and that girl in the wheelchair with acne, avenge everyone because Zeus has those tastes too. What a fucking creep.

(((Lirola)))
You're right.
GO ON, BEAR! I'VE GOT YOUR BACK! I'll support you.

>the Stand proceeds to grab sand and, using his speed, generates heat by vibrating his hand, turning it into shards of glass. Being the fastest, the user points and the Stand flicks these shards at Zeus's body, aiming for his eyes in an attempt to blind him. He's still too strong to fight hand-to-hand, but that confrontation will happen sooner or later.

>>2553
I don't want to believe he's dead. I'm going to roll the dice to kill Zeus once and for all and to bring Leshero back.

One last effort, that fucking Zeus is almost dead but everyone is just as injured and battered, but they can't give up or else this disgusting old man is going to dominate the world with his iron prick. Unforgivable...

''Vicky approaches Zeus from behind and gives him a dizzying spin on the tail to then split him in half or at least throw him near the others... Or she throws a heavier object, whatever fits better into the sequence of events.

1d100 = 44
1d100 = 76

>>2560
Be careful that Zeus may one day end the job to stay alive. So every time you go to commit a stupidity remember that we want you and don't overdo it uwu.

And goodoooooo... The truth is I don't know if I'm the successor you're looking for. Once I tried making a Jojos roleplay to eventually delete it because I didn't have time for it. I don't remember what it was called but it was about a werewolf attacking the black party members in a city and thanks to that scratch they obtained stand time later.

And I think that's it, that was the premise. Again, it was a bad attempt kekcito. If someday I or someone takes it, it would probably be called "Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Pandemic Legion" since all the Jobros would be infected by the "stands". Ah, and I think the Jojo would be exactly that werewolf and there was a plot about experiments with "Which came first, the soul or the body?" And other things that come to my mind.

I don't know... Maybe I can merge your idea of Battle Royale with Fate with that. Whoever first cases the little wolf wins the 10M and hunting other users stand or more werewolves gives money from that scientist/God/vampire/zombie/whatever as sponsor.

But as I tell you, first I want this roleplay to end and see its conclusion so I can put the final paragraph of flowers.

Did something happen? I thought this level of delay was normal for Leshero, I was waiting for my turn this year.

>>2561
That reminds me of the weird bite that some people had in JoJolion and that I didn't remember until a YouTube video told me that it probably gave stands.

>>2560
Are we counting role ideas that we aren't going to open? When I was watching Metástasis Breaking Bad I had the idea of making a JoJo role in a city full of drug manufacturers and dealers where the two biggest gangs had stands because a meteorite fell there millions of years ago or something like that. The blacks had to join one of the gangs and fight the other for control of the city while doing things with drugs or staying independent and having to fight both just for existing in their territories. I only thought about characters, stands and a little plot. I won't do it because it's a stupid idea like all the ones we have all the time, but it would fit well with the battle royale with money. Pic related.

What if we do the most autistic thing and mix the three roles into one without order or sense? no

>>2560
Don't tell me that negro, I'm studying to be an electrician ;_;. But as long as you stay alive and eating seafood, I'll be happy
>>2561
So it was you, you bastard, you made me waste my cute mushroom girl kek
>>2564
>Are we counting role ideas that we aren't going to open?
It seems so, kek, since I'm here, I was planning one more inspired by part 4 and gravity falls where the blacks were in the middle of a forgotten town by god in the deepest part of USA, and they had to discover/struggle against cryptids and a secret society that controlled the city from the shadows, I ended up making a lot of characters and Stands, but never concrete the general story.

>>2564
>rare bite

Did that exist? I thought stands came from a specific place. But anyway, yeah, it's basically what would happen. Scratches or bites transmit the "rage" that stands have, and from there the story is formed.

>>2565
If I told you I'd open it again very soon... would you join?

>>2566
>Was that real?
I'm just a false fan of the jojotos.

And yes, it was something related to the walls with eyes. It is later explained that this phenomenon is due to the body of Christ being buried by Jonny in Morioh after he stole it, and later recovered by the United States

i was writing, i wanted to paste the name of the sex pistols into the notepad without knowing that i had copypasted a wojak a while ago and this abomination is now tormenting me while i write 😭

https://youtu.be/g2N0TkfrQhY?si=TX4fKkYeAs7sdF-S▾
Emerging from the sea with both hands raised high and his legs pressed together, Zeus rises from the water like a completely new living being. The arrow, the corpse of Christ (or at least the remains he had), and the moon's gravity achieved the desired effect... Though the main course had always been the long-awaited IMMORTALITY, Zeus couldn't be happier with how things turned out at the moment he needed it most. It was like a bucket of water poured onto a fish drowning in a river, a blood transfusion for a Jehovah's Witness who'd been in a traffic accident...

(((Zeus)))

My body...! My body! I've done it!

> The megalomaniac cackled with joy as he flew through the air propelled by his own magnetism. A reddish aura manifested around him—he was ecstatic. The arrow had evolved his Stand back to its original power before his fateful war against Jesus Christ, and the combination of gravity and Jesus' body had lifted the latter's curse! This was the best possible scenario for the God of Lightning! As the aura intensified, Zeus heard Shaggy's voice:

> "Hey Zeus, this doesn't change a damn thing! Just 'cause you've got a new makeover don't mean all your failed attempts to kill us suddenly worked! You and Hades couldn't even kill JoJo—what makes you think you can take us all on alone? Hell, Poseidon's got more kills on our team than you do, and I beat him myself!"

"No... no, no, no—I can't let some inferior, substance-addicted being provoke me like this! Not anymore! I am a GOD now, standing above all of you! I am king once again! I am the emperor of the universe—HAHAHAHA! No one has the power to stop me!"

> Could Baloo successfully rage-bait Zeus into making a reckless move and dropping his guard? It's hard to say whether simply angering the reborn God of Lightning with words would be enough. But the trash talk had worked—Charles managed to rescue Horloogiyn.

(((Horloogiyn)))

Eee...? H-huh? How? Is this... heaven?

> He couldn't even respond to Charles, completely unaware that he was now the last CIA agent capable of standing against Zeus—though he didn't care much about that. He wasn't even American, he was Mongolian. He didn't care either that Charles spat directly onto the scorching sand, which then got into his shoes and eyes when the Englishman dropped him. It was annoying, sure, but better than being dead. He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands as Dimitri's bees gathered together, forming the tiny chihuahua in front of him.

(((Dimitri)))

"Woof! Master Charles, I can heal Horloogiyn—but... I won't have much biomass left to help you fight Zeus."
>With the last of his strength, Horloogiyn turned toward the sun and smiled—a melancholic, satisfied smile. He closed his eyes, letting the final rays of sunlight hit his face. With ragged breath, he took Dimitri's tiny paw. For the first time, he looked serious, solemn, calm.

(((Horloogiyn)))

Dimitri... I'm 105 years old... or maybe 110... I don't know, but I'm old, extremely old. Charles, why won't you let me rest in peace? I fought so many people in my youth, I nearly died hundreds of times, and I'm happy with my life. That a god kills me with a heart attack here on the beach isn't the end I expected, but it's honorable. No man could kill me—the world needed a god to do it.

(((Dimitri)))

Horloogiyn...

(((Horloogiyn)))

I'm too old for this, Charles. I don't want the last thing I see to be a lightning bolt striking me in the head... He opened his eyes again and gazed at the sun vanishing beneath the horizon Please... do me this last favor. Do this favor for this old man.

(((Yuri Jochen)))

NO! Of course not, you old geezer! You yourself told me you were doing this for the monastery kids! You were going to use the money for 50 years of food and repairs to that old monastery!

(((Horloogiyn)))

I did my best, Yuri. I never expected to make it this far, and yet I still succeeded. Just... let me go in peace. I want to see Scobee again, my lovers, my pets... I want to rest.

(((Yuri Jochen)))

Those kids won't have a future if you let Zeus live. No offense to Dimitri, but he can't beat Zeus.

>Dimitri growled in annoyance and indignation at Yuri, but Horloogiyn remained silent. He rubbed his sandy hand across his face and sighed wearily. He took Dimitri's tiny paw again.

(((Horloogiyn)))

One last job—that's all this old man has left to do to save those kids. Damn it, just heal me already, Dimitri.

>The chihuahua split into several ants that crawled into Horloogiyn's wounds and mouth. The taste of formic acid from the ants wasn't pleasant, nor was the tingling sensation in his digestive tract, but it was better than being bitten all over by disgusting fleas that later left rashes on the skin. Fortunately, before Zeus could act, Mista and Victor were already planning their next move.

(((Mista)))

Victor, we've never seen that red aura from Zeus before. Only his green aura, which he manifests with 「Break Free」. It's the same thing that happened with 「The Boss」 and Polnareff.

(((Victor)))

The talking turtle?

>Mista nodded his head and cocked his revolver.

(((Mista)))

The Boss was pierced by the arrow and gained a power impossible to comprehend. I don't mean to blaspheme, but with a Stand like The Boss's, I don't think even God could stand a chance.
If Zeus, who already had a Stand and such a prominent physique, got pierced by that thing... Not even God can help us now.

>Mista swallowed hard. Maybe not even his 「Jefe」 could stand against Zeus now that he'd unlocked his original Stand and body. He prayed for a moment and crossed himself three times, then aimed his revolver at Zeus.

「Sex Pistols」!! Don't fail us now, boys... for the love of God, don't fail!

(((「Sex Pistol #1」)))

Of course not, Mista! Count on us!

>He noticed Baloo was already ready to attack Zeus head-on and smiled at him. This was probably going to be his last day alive. The sunset ended and night began. Mista fired the starting shot again—held nothing back. All six 「Sex Pistols」 were shot in less than a second. The whine of the bullets mixed with the excited shouts of the 「Sex Pistols」, then with Baloo's aggressive spin, launched like a cannonball toward the false god.

(((Zeus)))

No more 「Break Free」. The millennia-long calvary is over, for now at last I am free... This is my 「Innuendo」.

>He raised his right palm, and to Mista's shock, stopped the 「Sex Pistols」 with a terrifying, horrifying ease. The only thing he couldn't stop was Baloo—but it was just as easy as extending his left hand and letting the crimson, blood-red rays descend from his divine hands onto the mortal ursine.

(((Rigas)))

BAAAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

>He fell from the sky like an eagle, screaming the name of his beloved new best friend, the bear cub he'd only known for less than five hours, and with a tackle charged straight into Zeus right in the middle of the water. The god couldn't do anything against the surprise attack from the John Lennon cosplayer, once again proving his still-mortal imperfection that would torment him for the rest of his (eternal) life. He let out a little shriek of surprise, causing the lightning bolt aimed at Baloo to graze past his flank and continue its long path through the air until it struck the lightning rod of a building in downtown Athens. Rigas' surprise attack also caused Zeus to break the evil influence he was exerting over the 「Sex Pistols」. Before they fell into the water, the 「Sex Pistols」, in their infinite murderous wisdom, kicked those bullets with all their might—aiming to kill Zeus.
A Rigas fell on Zeus while he was walking down the street

(((Zeus)))

Son of a...!
>The bullets were approaching; in a swift movement, mid-air before hitting the water, Zeus twisted his body, causing Rigas—clinging to Zeus like a tick—to face the incoming bullets head-on. Of course, the 「Sex Pistols」 aren't dumb enough to kill their own ally, so they kicked each other mid-flight, redirecting the bullets' trajectory. This time, Zeus wouldn't escape... or so they thought. In a desperate attempt to protect his newly reborn flesh-and-blood body, he generated a spherical magnetic field around himself, similar to an MRI machine. Influenced by the powerful field, half the bullets dropped straight into the sea, while the others flew in a straight line through the air before falling back into the ocean several meters ahead.

>OOOOH, but Rigas wasn't safe—quite the opposite. Now that he'd fallen into the sea along with Zeus, he was like a fly trapped in a glass full of Coca-Cola: no air to escape with, surrounded by a medium as conductive and low-resistance as saltwater. Zeus was going to fry Rigas alive, unless he drowned first... Just as Zeus began increasing the voltage coursing through his own body, something else crashed down on top. This time, the enormous bear—weighing nearly a ton and spinning at tens of thousands of revolutions per minute—slammed into the sea, creating a massive splash nearly three meters high, soaking everyone still on the coast. The impact was so tremendous that Zeus and Rigas finally separated.

>But obviously, not everything could go smoothly—anyone would expect Rigas to swim to the surface and gasp for air, but the problem is the idiot didn't know how to swim at all. Yes, you heard it right, and you're seeing it right now: the same idiot flailing and screaming underwater had launched a ridiculous suicide attack. Though honestly, it worked—Baloo wasn't hit by Zeus's lightning.

(((Rigas)))

¡AGH! ¡HELP ME I'M UNDER THE WATER!

>At least, while someone finally bothered to save Rigas from the ocean depths, Baloo faced off to the death against the reborn god of all.

(((Zeus)))

glu glu glu (It's been millennia since I've felt moisture... since I've felt water flowing through my body... I never thought I'd miss the sting of saltwater burning my eyes... I never thought I'd miss the feeling of air running out in my lungs... I feel alive... I FEEL ALIVE! I AM ALIVE JAJAJAJAJAJA!)

>What could Zeus be thinking? Baloo has absolutely no idea—he's not some mystical entity capable of reading the other's thoughts. What he can sense, however, is that this moment is perfect to strike at the Greek god's ego once more. Though he can't see clearly due to the saltwater stinging his eyes, he extends all four paws toward Zeus and, channeling the power of 「Shooting Stars」, prepares to fire off his claws...

(((???)))

Huye

>?!?!?!?!!!!?!!?!?

Huye hijo

>Something was speaking to Shaggy... he recognized that voice, something was calling out to Shaggy, something was begging him to run... 「HE」 was pleading for him to warn everyone to flee

RUN, TELL EVERYONE

>Something gently tapped Shaggy on the shoulder—it was Mista, already reloading more bullets into his revolver

(((Mista)))

What's up, stoner? You trippin' out already?

>Shaggy knew Baloo and Rigas were in grave danger now that they were in such a conductive medium as seawater. That suicidal attack was more suicidal than offensive, and Zeus didn't seem affected at all—in fact, he looked like he was laughing, celebrating, half mocking and half genuinely delighted

(((Dimitri)))

Baloo, quickly, get out of there! I'll try to save Rigas!

>A flock of seagulls approached Rigas, who was already on the verge of drowning. The flock transformed into a slightly malnourished, smaller-than-normal sunfish that pushed Rigas away from Zeus and closer toward the shore

(((Zeus)))

Where are you going? The fun's just beginning

>Aaaah, that same condescending voice again, acting like he's already won and no one can lay a finger on him (Or maybe he really is winning this time?). He surfaced using his own magnetic field, levitating in midair. The first thing that greeted him was shards of glass embedding themselves into his chest. Surprisingly, even if he'd had time to detect the glass—hurled at nearly light speed—it would've been extremely difficult to avoid collision since glass isn't magnetic. Was that all? Not by far. Mimicking the actions of a certain Middle Eastern prophet, 「★LOCOMIA★」 charged at full speed toward Zeus, fully intending to punch him straight in the face. Was he alone? Not at all! He began running in circles around Zeus, aiming to beat him down. Was it even a good idea to make physical contact with someone who could easily deliver a 10-million-volt electric shock in a second? He was about to find out

>Meanwhile, it was a good idea to plan something during the brief window of time while the Spaniard distracted Zeus with a relentless barrage of punches to his face and torso. Mista placed his hand on Shaggy's shoulder

(((Mista)))

Old man, I don't think it's smart to stay here in the water. This bastard might come up with something like creating a tsunami—who knows?—and electrocute all of us while we're soaking wet... just like this poor fool

>He turned his gaze toward Rigas, lying face-down on the beach sand, coughing and coughing, expelling as much water from his lungs as he could, clutching his chest with his right hand, enduring the pain. Flowers ran over to help him in case he started choking
(((Yuri Jochen)))

Yo... I want to help you guys Shaggy, I really want to help you I feel like I'm useless here without being able to do anything, please I just want to fulfill my purpose

(((Mista)))

Son I'm not sure if we've already talked about this before, probably not, but you're a kid, I've already seen a kid die impaled on iron bars and I don't want to witness something like that again, damn I wouldn't even like to use you as a second option if all of us die

(((Yuri Jochen)))

You don't understand, I am Yuri Jochen and I am the descendant of Jesus Christ! my purpose is to kill Zeus, my pur-

(((Mista)))

and I'm Mussolini and my purpose is to restore fascism in Italy

(((Yuri Jochen)))

Charles please say something

>He begged with teary little eyes

INNUENDO:
Power: S (-75 HP)
Speed: A
Range: C
Durability: S (750 HP)
Precision: B
Potential: S

This stand is the original one of Zeus before being trapped in that marble body, back then it had another name but the excitement of eliminating the curse of Jesus Christ made Zeus want to name it again, as if like the Phoenix it had been reborn and obtained a new soul...

You can be anything
You want to be
Just turn yourself into anything
You think that you could ever be

It has no restrictions, the other side of the coin has been unlocked, electricity is child's play compared to the total power that Electromagnetism offers him, and who knows, the infinite power of the arrows could have unlocked something else in him, by the way Zeus is smiling it seems like something is awakening inside him, something terrifying...

Be free with your tempo
Be free be free
Surrender your ego
Be free be free
To yourself



-TURN 1:

•SHAGGY ROGERS/SCOOBY DOO: 130/350 HP
•BALOO III/SHOOTING STARS: 150/350 HP
•CHARLES/TALL SNAKE: 350/350 HP
•FLOWERS/BACK IN BLACK: 200/200 HP
•LIROLA/LOCOMIA: 500/500 HP
•YURI JOCHEN/LIGHT MY FIRE: 215/350 HP; 1d100 = 23 🗡️ 1d100 = 1 🎯
•HORLOOGIYN: 200/500 HP; 1d100 = 63 🗡️ 1d100 = 6 🎯
•RIGAS/YOU NEED LOVE: 40/100 HP; 1d100 = 23 🗡️ 1d100 = 28 🎯
•ZELENSKY/FINAL COUNTDOWN: 695/750 HP; 1d100 = 51 🗡️ 1d100 = 30 🎯
•MISTA/SEX PISTOLS: 200/200 HP; 1d100 = 40 🗡️ 1d100 = 85 🎯
•VICTOR/STARDUST: 350/350 HP; 1d100 = 75 🗡️ 1d100 = 11 🎯
•ZEUS/BREAK FREE: 750/750 HP; 1d100 = 41 🗡️ 1d100 = 86 🎯

go fuck yourself I really feel like killing someone in the role, whoever has the smallest precision dice dies... Doesn't include Zeus ._.

to

the

water

felt

like

he'd

plowed

through

concrete

thanks

to

surface

tension

and

all

that,

but

Baloo

didn't

stop

there—

he

kept

accelerating

to

dive

deeper.

But

that

motherfucker

Zeus

escaped

by

using

his

magnetic

powers

to

levitate

high

into

the

air.

The

others

attacked

him,

but

their

attacks

did

shit

against

the

god.

**No

way,

like,

he

took

no

damage

last

turn

or

something?**

Rigas

was

saved,

and

others

hesitated

on

how

to

act,

but

Baloo

knew

exactly

what

to

do,

as

always.

Zeus

was

powerful,

but

Baloo

was

stubborn—

the

kind

who'd

get

stung

by

an

entire

hive

just

to

get

his

honey.

"(Zeus,

your

pride

shall

be

your

downfall.

The

same

earth

that

witnessed

your

reign

shall

witness

your

end.

In

the

name

of

Christ,

my

claw

shall

be

guided

by

faith,

and

shall

teach

you

that

no

false

god

can

prevail.)"

Baloo

was

philosophical,

and

he

had

「Spin」

on

his

side,

surrounded

by

something

powerful—

「Water」.

Water

jet

cutting,

also

known

as

'''Water

Jet

Cutting''',

is

an

industrial

method

of

cutting

materials

using

pressurized

water

fired

at

supersonic

speeds,

capable

of

easily

slicing

through

steel

and

rock.

Baloo

reemerged

on

the

surface,

seeing

that

Zeus

was

now

distracted

by

the

others.

Baloo

activated

his

Stand,

his

「Shooting

Stars」,

combined

with

the

power

of

Spin,

the

golden

rectangle,

and

around

him

a

vortex

began

to

form.

Baloo

himself

floated

into

the

air

at

the

eye

of

the

vortex.

He

extended

his

claws,

and

through

them

water

began

to

flow,

spinning

at

thousands

of

revolutions

per

second,

compressed

to

over

200,000

psi,

with

Baloo's

claw

acting

as

the

hose,

firing

water

in

a

stream

about

5mm

wide

around

the

claw.

All

elements

combined

equaled

one

thing—

a

fucking

grievous

wound.

Baloo

planned

to

cut

off

one

of

Zeus's

arms

with

this

divine

technique.

After

all,

if

zoo

hoses

hit

harder

when

the

water

exit

gets

smaller,

then

the

same

should

apply

here

and

now.

<Baloo
Attack: 1d100 = 11
Precision: 1d100 = 83

...

<Shaggy
Before Shaggy could mount the mature bear Baloo in a very epic and totally not homo or zoo way, his entire action was canceled by divine intervention.

"!!!"

「HE」was speaking to him... Christ himself warned him of the danger, leaving him in a brief trance, until Mista snapped him out of it—they had to get away from the water before getting electrocuted.

Lirola distracted them, and the rest debated what to do...

"(All my life I ran from danger when Mystery Inc. was around, but now we can't. If we do, Zeus wins... and too many people have already died—innocent people, people who died protecting me and others. I'm sorry, Jesus... but now we must have faith.)"

Shaggy looked at Yuri and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Mista, I don't like the idea of a kid fighting for us either, but we don't have many options now. Yuri, kid, listen to me—I was once a kid too, and I've been in plenty of dangerous situations. When that happened, aside from running and screaming, I'd think of home. Do the same—don't do the running part, just think about what's behind you, and most importantly..."

As Shaggy delivered yet another of his weird, crackhead-enlightened monologues, a bulge appeared in his shirt.

"Have faith—you're more suited for this than I am."

The body of Christ—was it reacting? heavily implying the holy body reacted to the immense faith concentrated in that place, and to its own blood in the form of Yuri, and the piece Shaggy had taken from Poseidon was now passed on to Yuri. listen up, niggers, this is the plan—if things go south, we pass around the piece of Jesus among ourselves to gradually gain power

whether or not that bullshit I wrote does anything

"Can you guys channel that Hamon energy through water like electricity, right?" Shaggy asked. "We gotta use it now while Zeus is wet."

"Zelensky, Victoria, or whatever your name is—get over here and help! No time to waste! Mista, you got any spare weapons? Charles?" Shaggy had burned all his IQ points on that earlier speech. If they didn't hand him a weapon to shoot Zeus, he was gonna order 「Scooby-Doo」to rush in and bite Zeus on any vulnerable spot—preferably a limb, so he could rip it right off.

<Shaggy
Ataque: 1d100 = 85
Precision: 1d100 = 59 (A, always hits)

>>2575
>Baloo
>Ataque 4
No
1d100 = 20
1d100 = 90

to

save

the

day

please

>>2578
Roll a die and give Zeus a blowjob, although I don't know if that works with how buffed he is now, you have to have faith

>>2574
>>2573
>>2575
>>2580
Bueno... I've been useless for most of the fight, let's see if some fanservice makes the mememagia loosen up.

Flowers is tired, Vicky steals a lot of energy so she can't keep it up much longer. In retrospect, there are calmer ways to spend her time but now she's fighting a literal God who gets more and more powerful every minute.

[¡I JUST WANTED TO SUBMIT MY DAMN THESIS, YOU PIECE OF SHIT ZEUS!]

She screams and at that moment she goes alongside Tamamo at her maximum speed to grab her by the waist and throw her several meters towards the direction of Zeus, hoping that with the combined attacks they can do something to him.

P: 1d100 = 62
D: 1d100 = 49

I rolled the dice and write my turn later if I have time. Felíz navidad and próximo año nuevo.

1d100 = 100 1d100 = 29

>>2573
The plague of Zeus's rotting corpse is so potent that the stench is visible as a red aura around him. The writer debates whether it's more annoying than the psychopathic laughs the scoundrel lets out, but not for long; otherwise, he might commit the same mistake as others: getting distracted from what matters, which is keeping as many pieces on his side of the board as possible to checkmate Zeus without risking his own head.

>eee.... w-what? H-how? Is that the sky?

"I'm afraid not. Not even the Greek Sky would be so filled with stinking corpses as this beach is.''

It makes little difference, or rather, he finds it better that Zeus is so confident. Now that he's at the peak of happiness, his fall will be harder and more pleasurable to watch. The one who laughs last laughs best, and that stubborn Greek who refused to die for so many years has just condemned himself with his own laughter.

>Woof! Master Charles, I can heal Horloogiyn, but... I won't have much biomass left to support you against Zeus.

"I doubt that Hamon of his will be very effective against Zeus now that he can walk under the sun without fear of burning, but Horloogiyn's strength can still be useful to us.''

That's only if the monk is willing to keep fighting, which he soon doubts.

>Dimitri... I'm 105 years old... or 110... I don't know, but I'm old, very old, Charles. Why don't you let me rest in peace? I fought many people in my youth, I almost died hundreds of times, and I'm happy with my life. Having a god kill me with a heart attack right here on the beach isn't the end I expected, but it's honorable. No man could kill me; the world needs a god to do it.

He listens to the Mongol's request in silence. Despite the little time they have for such talks and how much he dislikes the cliché of a character having just enough time to say all their dramatic last words before dying, the idea of letting him wait for death peacefully while still breathing seems like a more interesting resolution than sending him to die in a sudden blow like others who have fallen during their battles.

>I'm too old for this, Charles. I want the last thing I see not to be a lightning bolt hitting my head... He opened his eyes again and turned toward the sun hiding on the horizon Please... do me this last favor, do this favor for this old man.

"I would grant his last wish out of the respect I owe him, Lord Horloogiyn, but doing so would be acknowledging that subject as a god, when he is only another mortal, albeit a very stubborn one. If it's up to me, I'd tell you to get up and find death naturally; the man who can kill you hasn't been born yet, and soon we will put the last one who tried to do so to death.''
For everyone's luck, the old man reconsiders and lets himself be reconsidered, first by the young Jochen's words and then by Dimitri's ants. And just in time, because the brief pause in the combat couldn't be prolonged much longer.

>If Zeus, who already had a stand and such a prominent physique, got hit by that thing... No God can help us

"Poppycock. If Jesus Christ could stop it once, we can stop it definitively. And if Baloo could rip off a leg, I can easily rip off both. Dimitri, tell the others to avoid touching the floor as if it were made of lava."

If the sand is hot, it will soon burn with the fire of dozens of antipersonnel mines, meticulously does anyone else think the word meticulous is funny or am I the only one with an underage mindset? scattered beneath the soft ground, just hidden enough not to be seen and just deep enough for any weight to detonate them. The pseudo-Greek god will have to cross an inferno of embers barefoot if he plans to reach the retreating group, which he will surely want to do.

>>2574
>old man, I don't think it's a good idea to stay here in the water, the bastard might come up with something like creating a tsunami, go know how, and electrocute us all when we're wet... just like this poor fool

"I agree. He has reasons to want to kill us as soon as possible, but even if he didn't, he would try. I say let him be the one chasing us now."

He prepared to take whoever he could with him and carry them away at sonic speed from the water. They won't be able to attack while inside the stomach of 『Bôa』, but if that's a problem, they can always ride on his snake instead of entering it.

>Charles, please say something

(I'll try to do it without sighing.)

"It's fine that you want to do something, but if you still don't know what that something is, you can't do it. Being willing to face Zeus in this circumstance means you've taken a step forward, but courage without purpose is recklessness. Think about how you can contribute without killing yourself, even if it's something small."

He cannot, in good conscience, advise him to do anything different from what he would do, even if it were for the boy's greater benefit that he sacrifice himself to inflict any kind of damage on Zeus. If they are still alive until now, it's because each has done their part to keep the group alive. Pushing just one person to do most of the work, even if they have the blood of a saint in their veins, won't help them now any more than it helped them in the past.

>>126879
HOLA HISROOOOL!!!! :) my laptop finally came back to life I hope it stays alive for at least two more semesters

this will be my roll schedule starting next week for the JoJos roleplay, the shifts will be shorter to speed up the process but I'll try to keep the quality if it even existed xd intact:

Monday: 1 response
Friday: 1 response

Let's finish this work of art

>>2584
Happy birthday to my idol Epstein, I wish I could be even half the man he was

>>2575
>>2580
>>2581
>>2583

I had already thought of something vague for the ending, but suddenly divine inspiration hit me again, I think I'm going to make Zeus more powerful than I was going to before...NOT invincible, but terrifying xd


(((Zeus)))

Ugh so annoying, just... stop it

>One by one they started attacking Zeus, while 「★LOCOMIA★」 mercilessly attacked the body of the reborn god, Baloo attacked as if it were a Blastoise... unfortunately for him, the lack of practice with this new attack didn't pull off the asspull so well, it didn't cause the devastating effect he expected. Did he create a pressurized water jet? Yes, but it really didn't do much damage, besides interrupting the circular blitz of attacks from 「★LOCOMIA★」, Zeus sighed, walked through the water towards the beach shore

>Tamamo ran like crazy towards Zeus, determined to finish off the offspring of the false god. Zeus stretched his hand towards Tamamo and showed her his palm, suddenly... she started floating in the air! The iron in her blood was the perfect ferromagnetic material for Zeus's manipulation. The false god smiled, noticed the other crazy one running towards him and wanted to use Tamamo's body as a projectile, but in an act of skillful cunning the nurse rolled on the sand, evading Tamamo-projectile and kept running. Zeus was a bit surprised, he assumed his magnetic powers weren't fully calibrated yet or he hadn't gotten used to them after millennia of not being able to use them. The cute French nurse gave a huge jump in the air and connected a strong knee strike powered by 「Back in Black」

>Zeus felt a bit of pain... Pain! Zeus can still feel pain! At least the desperate attack of Flowers and Tamamo led to something, although Zeus didn't even bother to attack Flowers, he sighed a bit in pain and took the French woman off him, letting her fall into the sea and get completely wet. As for Tamamo, he didn't even think twice about spinning her a bit in the air and throwing her towards the palm trees, "maybe with luck a coconut will fall on her" thought the psychopath god

>Zeus looked at them all with a serene, perverse smile as he slowly approached the beach sand, his feet feeling the earth again. He clenched his fists and cracked them at the same time he stretched his neck, and the crunching of his new bones could be heard, until he took a couple of steps forward...

KABOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!

>Sand is lifted into the air and scattered everywhere, ouch it hurts to have sand all over your body at high speeds. The dust slowly settles... Zeus is on the ground, rubbing his knee and legs, he still takes damage... He still takes damage!
In this explosion I counted Mista, Victor, Horloogiyn and Yuri's dice as well

¡AAAH! shit... That actually hurt!

>Slowly he gets up, his leg was hurting but he could endure it, he raised his hand and an endless sea of landmines scattered on the beach rose into the air, he had to admit that here they beat him, he got too confident and that mine gave him a good scare, he had scrapes on his foot, heels and thighs but nothing a band-aid couldn't fix, he clenched his fist, the mines gathered into a sphere that Zeus threw into the sea

none of you can stand against me, 「Innuendo」 is enough to end all of your lives

>He opened his palm, an electrifying spark formed in it and began to spin on its own axis, it slowly increased in size until reaching approximately 1 cm in diameter... cell phones and electronic devices started to fail, the cables on the light poles melted and sparks flew from the insulators, the helicopters had to flee, something was happening and it wasn't good

>Maxwell's laws describe the behavior of the electromagnetic field in the universe; the electric field arises from stationary charges, without movement, like an electron that stays still in space and repels other electrons but is attracted by protons, while the magnetic field is born from dynamic charges constantly changing, like the flow of electrons in alternating current through a conductor. As an experiment, take two wires and wrap one around each end of an iron core, connect an ammeter to the ends of one wire and connect a AAA battery to the ends of the other wire, connect the wire on one side and then the other as fast as you can, you'll notice the ammeter starts reading a small induced current, bring a screw or a small iron object close and you'll see it move toward or away from the wire depending on which side you connected it to, this is electromagnetic induction discovered by Faraday and is essential for transformers and electromagnets

>The iron object moves away or toward the induced wire depending on how you connect the inductor wire; this, along with other experiments, helped discover something essential about magnets: the magnetic flux of a magnet ALWAYS returns to it, the north is the source and the south is the receiver, if you break a magnet in two you don't get a separate south pole and north pole, instead you get two magnets. Gauss's law for the magnetic field describes this interaction. A monopole is impossible... until now
>the size of a marble, the small sphere began to float around Zeus's palm; with a simple finger movement, he launched it at one of the helicopters at a speed that broke the sound barrier. The helicopter was split in half and crashed into the sea. Luckily, the crew managed to jump into the water and get to safety before the deafening explosion shattered some eardrums. Zeus, naked as the day the god brought him into the world, began his calm, carefree walk toward Athens, still stretching his limbs, getting used to the flesh of his new body.

(((Yuri Jochen)))

Where the hell are you going, you idiot!

>Yuri ran and stood in Zeus's path, continuing to walk with confidence, a proud smile on his face, no rush, no worries.

We're not done here!

>His steps were calm; he chuckled a bit, as if he had already killed him at least ten times in his head. He no longer cared about anyone in this place.

(((Zeus)))

Kid, just move aside. The fight is over. I've won. There's no need for you to die.

(((Yuri Jochen)))

Aaaah, no, and a damn thing! This isn't ending, au-

>The naked one grabbed him by the shoulder; everyone swallowed hard. This was the end of Yuri, the last descendant of Jesus Christ... but Zeus, in an act of infinite "kindness," simply tossed him into the sand without effort. He didn't even bother to kill him, or even think about how to do it, like a little animal you look at and know isn't worth the time to take. The insult was huge for Yuri. Even with his face full of sand, he clenched his teeth and fists, tried to get up, slipped, and fell again.

(((Zeus)))

This world is my property, kid. It was mine in the past, and it will be mine today. If you don't want to give it to me, then I'll destroy it.

>He smiled and kept walking. Zeus was leaving... destroy the world?

(((Mista)))

Friend, I don't think it's a good idea to shoot him. Did you see what he did with that sphere and the mines? I watched the X-Men 2 movie; in the scene where Magneto escapes prison, what Zeus did looked very similar.

(((Victor)))

Are you implying that Zeus is Magneto?

(((Mista)))

I'm not implying it; I'm sure he has magnetic powers... it makes some sense. Electricity and magnetism are two sides of the same coin. I guess that's what his stand was originally.

(((Horloogiyn)))

And how do you know that?

(((Mista)))

During one of my many missions, I had to hide inside a turtle and had to read a lot of science magazines so I wouldn't get bored.

(((Horloogiyn)))
Makes sense

>Horloogiyn stood up; the motivation from a while ago served at least to give him a bit more adrenaline and the urge to kick some Greek asses, but he had to think exactly WHAT to do, or else Zeus... and Zeus?

(((Mista)))

I can't believe he actually left

(((Yuri Jochen)))

He went that way, Mista!

>Yuri tried to follow Zeus but slipped again and fell face-first into the sand. Mista ran with his revolver in hand, searching for Zeus. The God had reached the shore, saw him get into a car, and didn't even force the lock; he did something with his palm, it opened, and he got in through the door.

(((Horloogiyn)))

He's not even running away, he's abandoning the fight.

>Zeus didn't even bother starting the vehicle; he got in and, surprisingly, made it levitate slowly into the air. The movement was clumsy, almost cartoonish at first. They heard the car alarms turn on and become annoying until Zeus literally ripped them out of the car and threw them out the window.

(((Zeus)))

How do you use this shit?

>The car rose a few centimeters, but when Zeus learned to control the center of mass of said object, he lifted it several meters into the air and headed toward the city. Whatever he's planning, it's nothing good.

(((Rigas)))

Guys! Can you still hear me?

>They heard through the fleas that Dimitri had put in their ears.

Dimitri, please tell me you're still alive. I saw that Zeus stole a car and is zipping through the skies like a little swallow in spring! How does he even think of copying my act!

>The John Lennon Larpist was still alive! At least he was safe in the air, floating high enough to follow the false god and avoid him seeing him; he didn't want another lightning bolt to hit him like the one a while ago where he almost died.

Zeus is flying toward a building... CNN says... Oh no, he's not going to start spreading fake news! We have to stop him!

-TURN 2:

•SHAGGY ROGERS/SCOOBY DOO: 130/350 HP
•BALOO III/SHOOTING STARS: 150/350 HP
•CHARLES/TALL SNAKE: 350/350 HP
•FLOWERS/BACK IN BLACK: 165/200 HP
•TAMAMO/RIDER BLACK: 165/200 HP

•YURI JOCHEN/LIGHT MY FIRE: 215/350 HP ; 1d100 = 88 🗡️ 1d100 = 69 🎯
•HORLOOGIYN: 200/500 HP ; 1d100 = 62 🗡️ 1d100 = 92 🎯
•RIGAS/YOU NEED LOVE: 40/100 HP ; 1d100 = 79 🗡️ 1d100 = 8 🎯
•MISTA/SEX PISTOLS: 200/200 HP ; 1d100 = 22 🗡️ 1d100 = 56 🎯
•VICTOR/STARDUST: 350/350 HP ; 1d100 = 76 🗡️ 1d100 = 11 🎯

•ZEUS/BREAK FREE: 470/750 HP ; 1d100 = 65 🗡️ 1d100 = 75 🎯

>I'm still alive
>somehow I'm still alive
>don't know how
>but

Hey....Zeus...

>I get up with determination
>even though existence itself hurts

I didn't hear the bell...

>once I'm on my feet, I move forward step by step
>but Zeus steals a car and flies away

I must...de...tain him...

>heat can demagnetize a magnet
>and the sun produces heat
>if...just...
>ment I get close enough

revol...cane...

>I try to make my Stand launch its weapon at the car to make it explode
>if that's even possible

⚔️: 1d100 = 22 🎯 1d100 = 83

>>2586i think i forgot how to make my characters
don't delete the polar bear leshero, i need my brother osesco to do the 2 vs 1 against zeus
<Baloo

"Zeus, coward, come back here!" Baloo rages loudly when the greek god escapes his aquatic attack.

The god lands and the entire zoo lover club jumps on him to lynch him like a peruvian town sees someone dressed as a freezer, but zeus's plot armor was so ridiculously disgusting that he was able to withstand everything, farm aura, show off his powers and go to hell in a car.

"ZEUS, coward, come back here"

Baloo shoots himself at supersonic speed to secure the path, and uses dimetri's fleas to talk to john lenon's larper.

"Rigas, use your Stand and generate wind, clouds that everything comes towards me..."

Baloo had another exaggerated plan to make zeus fall from his metal carriage, with enough wind, he would use his Stand again and concentrate it to shoot it at him like knives to split his car in two and also to him.

...

<Shaggy
Zeus danced nicely and left because he didn't want to bother killing them, bad that he escaped, good that he left them alive because he's still an idiot.

"Yuri, boy, calm down, this has ended...but damn, that idiot seems to have everything on his side" He makes a dramatic pause "But we have christ on our side!. We have two bears, we have two jamon users, a nurse, charles who is smart and lirola who...plays the guitarand got lolmuted. !Don't lose hope!, if the fag runs, we follow him, charles can take us with his Stand, and then we all jump on him to lynch him"

Stupid plan, but there wasn't much imagination "Charles, do you have a glass? I need you to pee in it for me to have his urine stored"

Bizarre plans and stupid speeches in passing, we had to jump into action, Tamano gets ahead and tries to throw zeus to fly his car, shaggy trusted that between all of them they could wreck zeus's car, because when he fell he would attack him, first throwing scooby's urine on him to reduce his speed, and then biting him on his wounded leg that baloo shot with water.

i also wanted to suggest if flowers could get us into his shadows but i didn't think of how to incorporate that naturally into the dialogue

<Shaggy
A 1d100 = 41 P 1d100 = 83 (A, always hits)
<Baloo
A 1d100 = 12 P 1d100 = 86

>>2588
the gif wasn't sent

>>2587
>>2588

(((Rigas)))

Hurry up Baloo my nigga! I don't know what happened down there nor why Zeus is flying with a stolen chariot! But we have to stop him before he continues!

>The ursid shoots off; he's the only one on the team who can fly and catch up to Zeus thanks to the insane speeds he propels himself at. High in the Athenian sunset skies, two figures could be seen: a bird? A plane? No, just a false god and a flying bear.

>Gaze forward, relaxed expression. No one was happier than Zeus at this moment. After centuries trapped in that marble body, he had finally reclaimed his biological form. Sitting in that stolen chariot, he placed one hand on the steering wheel and stuck the other out the door window. He didn't need to control the chariot with the wheel; he did it just to feel cool.

(((Zeus)))

Ugh, you again. I can't believe you're actually so eager to die.

>Zeus glanced in the rearview mirror upon hearing something break the sound barrier. He expected it to be Baloo, but when he saw the ball of fur hurtling toward him at high speed, he swerved the chariot to the side. He moved the wheel instinctively, though in reality, he used 「Innuendo」 to alter his flight direction. Baloo grazed past him, and the wind he generated made the chariot wobble. 「Innuendo」 helped stabilize it again, but just then, Rigas began pushing wind directly at Zeus. Strong gusts of freezing air slammed into the car, making it rattle. They were about to reach the CNN building.

>Zeus opened the car roof, and clouds began forming in the sky... this wasn't a good sign. To make things worse, he spotted Rigas flying down from above. He clicked his tongue; two flies were bothering him.

Anyway.

>He just replied before summoning a lightning bolt toward Baloo, this time making absolutely sure not to miss—the exact moment the ursid was preparing his attack. Baloo fires shards of sharp snow, while Zeus, channeling all his power over the electromagnetic field, strikes Baloo with another bolt of lightning.
>The shards are fired at high speed just as Baloo is struck by the mother of all lightning bolts; the shards hit Zeus's carriage. Unable to maneuver in time, the car's magnetism... it seems he can only control one spectrum of the electromagnetic field at a time. The car splits horizontally in half, and Zeus ends up with a couple of cuts, but he manages to stabilize the vehicle meters before reaching the building. It crashes into it, imitating a certain building from September 11th, and enters through the window.

(((Reporter)))

It's 7:00 PM Athens time. Today was a hot summer afternoon with 32°C, and light drizzle is expected tomorrow. In today's news, we have the impact of martial law due to the terrorists in-

>Suddenly, in front of millions of people in Greece, live and direct, a strong explosion occurs beside the studio. The lights wobble, the electricity starts to fail, and the reporter gets scared. He turns to look beside him as the dust returns to the ground.

(((Reporter)))

It can't be... it seems... it seems...

>The women start screaming upon seeing the naked man emerge from the car split in half. He walked without haste toward the reporter. For the first time in history, the God Zeus poses in front of the cameras. His pale buttocks are the first thing seen, and when he turns, his broad chest and tiny Greek penis are the next things visible. The reporter, confused and scared, backs away still holding the microphone.

(((Zeus)))

Hey, give me that. I have an important announcement. Are you on a national broadcast?

>The reporter doesn't even respond; he's stunned. Trembling, he slowly backs away from Zeus, but the God is faster and snatches the microphone before pushing the man to the ground. The God touches the microphone, unsure if it works, but assumed it did since he was doing it, so he gave his best face to the cameras, smiling as if he were about to reveal the cure for cancer to the world.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Gentlemen and ladies! You no longer have to worry about your useless governments and people incapable of governing, now you only have to obey me, your ancient god Zeus and-

>At that moment security arrived, two men armed with a Glock pointed at Zeus, happily he stuck out his chest for them to shoot

"Yes, that's exactly what I needed! A demonstration of my new powers, come on, shoot please!

>The guards didn't think twice and fired repeatedly. This time Zeus didn't even need to stop the bullets with his hand; just by thinking about it, he managed it. [Innuendo] saved Zeus's life again. The bullets stopped in mid-air and began to float around the Greek god. He turned his gaze back to the camera.

"Do you want to know what will happen to all those who refuse to bow before me?

>Zeus fired the bullets using his magnetic power into the foreheads of all the women in the studio. One by one, they fell like rag dolls, lifeless, ruthlessly murdered by the great God and future supreme leader of planet Earth, to the delight of all the millions of viewers watching. The screams of the men and the remaining women were deafening. Zeus only laughed, desensitized to so much death.

(((Reporter)))

"Oh my God! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! EVERYONE DIED!

(((Zeus)))

Ugh, shut up, I didn't kill them all, you idiot. I'm not that bad.

Now, back to what I was saying a moment ago...

Now I am your new leader, I am your God. I decide who lives and who dies. And all those who don't want me as their God will die. A lightning bolt will strike them, or worse, I will rip off all their limbs and feed them to the beasts.

President of the United States, King of England, German Chancellor, Emperor of Japan, Supreme Leader of China, all of you are
>Zeus raised his hands, the steel beams of the floors above began to move; with supreme ease, Zeus managed to rip this chunk of building away, people and all. The water and gas pipes sprang leaks, soaking the studio. The broken electrical wiring started to spark. Zeus spun it, making gestures with his hands, and tossed this part of the building somewhere around Athens. It fell, by chance, onto a pediatric hospital for children in extreme poverty, and the death toll rose even higher.

If you don't make me your world leader...

I'M GOING TO KILL ABSOLUTELY EVERY FUCKING PERSON ON THIS EARTH

Don't you believe me?

>With the roof torn open and night falling, Zeus raised his hand again, this time pointing directly at a tiny patch of sky. Something strange began to happen... a damn satellite started falling from the heavens, and then aurora borealis appeared in the night sky. Zeus was manipulating the Earth's magnetic field to produce something like this. The Athenian sky had never looked so beautiful in so many years.

I will turn this world into a desolate wasteland.

I WILL ALTER THE EARTH'S MAGNETIC FIELD IF YOU DON'T MAKE ME YOUR LEADER IN 12 HOURS

>Can he really achieve something so monumental as that?

...

>In an Athenian alley, Baloo lay on the ground, scorched by lightning, slowly waking up and noticing the beautiful night sky above...

>Meanwhile, Tamamo was being healed by Dimitri.

-TURN 3:

•SHAGGY ROGERS/SCOOBY DOO: 130/350 HP
•BALOO III/SHOOTING STARS: 50/350 HP
•CHARLES/TALL SNAKE: 350/350 HP
•FLOWERS/BACK IN BLACK: 165/200 HP
•TAMAMO/RIDER BLACK: 165/200 HP

•YURI JOCHEN/LIGHT MY FIRE: 215/350 HP
•HORLOOGIYN: 200/500 HP
•RIGAS/YOU NEED LOVE: 40/100 HP
•MISTA/SEX PISTOLS: 200/200 HP
•VICTOR/STARDUST: 350/350 HP
•RIGAS/YOU NEED LOVE: 695/750 HP

•ZEUS/BREAK FREE: 370/750 HP

Why did I remove the dice? First, try to get close to Zeus without him throwing a monopole at you or stealing the iron from your blood, lol

>>2591
If because no, remember that you have potential B

>>2586
>I'm going to make Zeus more powerful

Pic

Can I at least get an evolution from my ass like Tamamo being the end? I think BiB is only in act 2. It doesn't matter if her potential reaches Nulo, I want this thing.

>aldo

I don't know why they always put Flowers in power scaler threads when she's pretty basic in powers, it makes me laugh.

>>2594
>>2595
the stats of both:

i regret using word, using excel is way easier JAJAJAAJAJA in my next roll i will use excel

>can i at least get an evolution from the culo like tamamo being the end?

yeah, you have to give it spiciness to the roll

>i don't know why they always put flowers in power scaler threads when she is quite basic in powers, it makes me kek.

imagine being standing in the metro and that a hand comes out of your shadow and pokes your anal opening, for me it would be a horror and i would give her rank S in power scale because it would come to me right at that moment

>>2596
[Rider Black ACT III]

Poder: A
Velocidad: C
Rango: A
Durabilidad: C
Precisión: C
Potencial: E

[did you see sunrise?]: can control thermodynamics and convert any form of energy into heat or hammon

>>2595
[Back in Black: Darkest Day]

Power: A
Speed: B
Range: C
Durability: A
Precision: B
Potential: Null

With Darkest Day, Flowers completely discards the usefulness of Vicky when entering battle. By losing autonomy and responsibility in the battle, the Stand can redirect all its efforts into increasing the attributes of its user thanks to the maturation of Flowers. As a secondary effect of this, Flowers becomes even more reckless and violent in her attacks.

Kinetic absorption: Vicky covers Flowers' body to form a armor with the particularity that no matter how hard they hit her, she can return the blow with equal or greater force since she uses her shadows to store that energy and redirect it.

Her armor is malleable since it's made of shadows, thanks to this she can generate weapons and repair her armor as many times as needed with enough time.

>aldo
>finger in the ass

It's always PJ ultra powerful > Fight with Flowers > Flowers is ultra overpowered. And obviously if it's just a Megumi less versatile, now at least since they can scale it to their liking.

>>2590
I'm the devil's son straight out of hell...

And you're an angel with a haunted heart...

If were smart you would run and protect yourself...

From a demon living in the dark.

[Damn... Although we can hit him, nothing we do can affect him... What... should we do...]

[Lovely... Listen... I have to go now...]

[Huh? No... What? Where are you going? What the hell? No...]

[I'm useless against him, and as such, I can't protect you from what's coming next... Not with what he can do now...]

If someone were to ask where the nursing student was, they would find her slowly sinking and descending into the depths of the Athenian Sea as darkness envelops her. She cannot see what Zeus is doing out there, but somehow Vicky sees it and accepts defeat as an inevitable truth... As things stand now, she will lose and Flowers will die...

[I don't want to... You and I are friends, right?]

[Yes... I think we are... But more than that, I am you, Lovely, and you are me...]

[What does that mean? Nothing you say makes any sense...]

[It means that if you suffer, I suffer. If you're sad, I am too. But unlike you, I can no longer change, or grow...]

[Whatever you're trying to get at, I don't like it... We can beat him, he's one, we're many. If we have to, we'll use the power of friendship or something...]

[Do you consider them your friends?]

[I... I have no friends...]

For one thing, Flowers has had Vicky since... she can remember... Right? No. Why does Vicky exist? Why did one of those things called Stands appear in her life? Why is she so violent? Why is it her who must defend her from everything? There are too many questions and too little time; after all, Flowers is drowning and sinking deeper and deeper until she touches the sandy bottom.

They are surrounded by darkness...

[Listen... You're not a little girl anymore... You're strong... You're "this" close to finishing university, you just have to submit that damn thesis...]
[Enough... Enough, Vicky... Don't continue...]

[Look at yourself now... Those tits, that face, and those hips, you're quite the diva, kid... How many liters must have been spilled for you already, HA!]

[I'm scared... It's dark... It's cold... I want to see Mom... I could have stayed in my room and that would've been it...]

[That disgusting old man isn't near anymore... I killed him, remember? Because you couldn't even move.]

[I want to die...]

A demonic figure is comforting a girl on her deathbed, but only one of them has to disappear, and she knows it. So her body deforms as she tries to hug her in the middle of such a gloomy place...

[And I want you to live... Remember... I am you, you are me... Now that I am the weak one, you must be the strong one...]

[Vicky...]

[Just do me one favor, okay? Try to win, and, if possible... Give that pervert an old man a punch from me...]

[I...]

[Goodbye... Lovely...]

To start with... Why did she call her that?

...

At Zeus's feet while he was spewing his damn speech, the shadow he cast slowly became denser and... Darker? To put it that way... Then that shadow began to deepen and turn into a stain until it violently started expelling a blackish liquid similar to tar or pitch.

CRACK

Flowers didn't have to approach Zeus in a traditional way, because from the puddle made of shadows a figure emerges rapidly that absorbs the light of the surroundings like the purest Vantablack tone. This is the worst in Flowers' life, and the birth of Back In Black is announced with a thunderous crash and a direct blow to the jaw of the false God.

If they can face him, does that mean they are all gods now? She doesn't care about that, she just tries to remember why she is crying and why she is here.

[I... I just wanted to deliver my fucking thesis! FUCKING ZEUS!]

Ladies and gentlemen, you will witness the first beating of a God since time was divided into B.C and A.D.

Attack: 1d100 = 7
Accuracy: 1d100 = 61

>>2597
>>2598
>>2599

(((Reporter)))

You fucking dare!!!

>The reporter shouted, picked up a piece of steel beam from the floor and desperately tried to strike Zeus in the head with it; the Greek god stopped the blow, his gaze alone immobilizing the steel beam, his electromagnetic powers were spiraling out of control.

(((Zeus)))

This is what happens to all rebellious humans.

>It was horrific and bloody, literally. The reporter's blood seeped through his skin; like a dry sponge, his body lost moisture, his skin cracked and dried, his eyes lost color just like his body which paled before the camera still recording everything. The cameraman deserves a raise. Zeus collapsed all that blood into a sphere of approximately 2 gallons of red liquid, dropped it to the ground, the reporter fell too, dead.

I'll stay here waiting for the world to turn me into their new god. If you don't want me to reverse the polarity of the Earth's magnetic field, then the President of the United States, the President of the European Union, the President of China, and the President of the UN must come, kneel, kiss my feet, and declare me master and lord of this planet.

You know, being my subjects isn't so bad. After all, you only live 70 or 80 years! pffft, you don't have time for anything, you're just stinky little ants. I've lived for about 30,000 years and I still feel very young... seriously, haven't you seriously thought that this difference in life expectancy has a reason? Of course it does! You were born to SERVE! That's why you have a president, prime minister, king, emperor, or whatever you call your leader in your country, because you need someone to rule you.

>He tried to explain himself to the camera.

You need to obey someone! What was that writer's name... the one of the Leviathan...

(((Cameraman)))

Hobbes?

(((Zeus)))

Yes yes yes! Exactly that, thank you very much!... Is it really Hobbes? Wasn't it Descartes? Anyway, you need a Leviathan to tell you what to do or you'll keep killing each other in wars. Why do you have hundreds of tyrants when you can have just one? Honestly, I'm better than all of them.

>He started to flatter himself, he needed to do it, he wanted the entire planet Earth to know him and realize that he is their new master, although having him as a world god was like replacing Baal with Moloch.

>Although the self-cunnilingus didn't last long... something was rising from behind Zeus's shadow. The Greek god noticed it quickly and turned around just before being hit by a punch from the ground straight to his jaw. Something blacker than a dirty African tried to strike him, and Zeus dodged the attack by a hair's breadth. [Innuendo] materialized next to Zeus, he clenched his fist, taking advantage of the fact that [Darkest Day] had just attacked him and that he had his arm raised, he assumed it was correct to attack the stand in the liver, a grave mistake.
>「Innuendo」 managed to land a hit against 「Darkest Day」, the French girl's armor cracked, solid dark shards fell and clattered as they hit the ground, an ominous hum emanated from 「Darkest Day」, Zeus recognized that sound meant nothing good and took a couple of steps back, but his jaw was hit by a... relatively strong punch from Flowers

aaaah, you come from my shadow, and if I attack you, you return the blows

>Even with his fist in his face, Zeus smiled and grabbed Flowers' wrist with all the strength a Greek god could muster, using his magnetic powers he directed all the studio lights toward his being, the studio camera broadcasting the fight received interference from Zeus's magnetic waves but soon stabilized, with no shadow to appear in, 「Darkest Day」 vanished

A failed assassination attempt, who would have thought

Just for that, I'll kill more people and shorten the extension, you have 6 hours to make me the God of the world

>Zeus extends his palm, a small metallic marble forms in it, rises several meters into the air and falls toward the city

Do you know what a monopole is? Probably yes, probably no, but it doesn't matter, if the monopole isn't enough to kill you, the kinetic force will

......

(((Mista)))

How do you feel, Tamamo? Better?

>They picked up the van from earlier that they used to chase Zeus, it was already night and the clear sky was so beautiful, the aurora borealis illuminated the Athenian sky with a beautiful and ominous green color. The route was clear: the building from which Zeus

>Then they began to hear buildings falling... terrifying crashes, they saw dust and concrete descending through the streets and then a steel ball destroying the city at extreme speed

-TURN 2:

•SHAGGY ROGERS/SCOOBY DOO: 130/350 HP
•BALOO III/SHOOTING STARS: 150/350 HP
•CHARLES/TALL SNAKE: 350/350 HP
•FLOWERS/BACK IN BLACK: 165/200 HP
•TAMAMO/RIDER BLACK: 165/200 HP

•YURI JOCHEN/LIGHT MY FIRE: 215/350 HP
•HORLOOGIYN: 200/500 HP
•RIGAS/YOU NEED LOVE: 40/100 HP
•MISTA/SEX PISTOLS: 200/200 HP
•VICTOR/STARDUST: 350/350 HP
•ZELENSKY/STARDUST: 695/750 HP

•ZEUS/BREAK FREE: 330/750 HP

Is Flowers fighting Zeus personally and using her stand as armor? Or is she still drowning there on the beach? I was thinking of writing a scene where Horloogiyn rescues Flowers because hell no, how can you let a girl drown on the beach HAHAHAHAHA The only one who can attack Zeus for now is Flowers, pray that her mememagic is enough while you arrive to help her

>>2590
>127340
>>2601
Looking at the stage from afar, Flowers had somehow gotten ahead and was fighting Zeus alone...but not for long. Baloo advances faster, pushing himself to greater speeds and spinning at higher revolutions per minute, soon surpassing the speed of a missile and beyond, the bear had become the fastest living being in human history, only behind luminous stands like Lirola's, and as soon as he had Zeus in his sights, he launched his attack.
His supreme claw.

His claw whose brilliance, speed and power are such...a shooting star

Oso, ladies and gentlemen, will be witnesses to the first beating of a God since time was divided into B.C. and A.D.
Durisimokek

>>2601
Zeus...you're going to pay for everything!

>I'm running as fast as I can towards the CNN building
>I at least have to try
>FOR EINEI
>FOR MURDOC
>FOR JOJO
>FOR ALL OF THEM

DID YOU SEE THE SUNRISE?

>I'm trying to dissipate Zeus's magnetism as heat
>using thermodynamics, I should be able to convert his magnetic energy into entropy
>if I can reach him

⚔️: 1d100 = 78 🎯: 1d100 = 95

>>2586
"Tsk."

He clicks his tongue, annoyed at least that Zeus is getting another blast to the face without at least blowing his jaw off so he wouldn't have to listen to him anymore.

>none of you can face me, 「Innuendo」 is enough to end all of your lives

"Any farmer with a shotgun is enough to end anyone's life. Is that supposed to put you above us?"

From a safe distance, anyone has the courage to speak freely, and with Zeus's evident lack of enthusiasm to pursue him, he can confidently explain why his pride is misplaced.

"To admit someone is superior to me just because they have more strength would be the same as saying I'm inferior to a gorilla or a psychopath riding a tank. If strength is all you take pride in, you're more pathetic than you appeared."

His criticisms are as laden with mockery as they are with anger. While his self-esteem doesn't revolve around the brute strength he possesses, and the presence of a man stronger than him doesn't hurt his masculinity or his self-image, being cornered solely because the adversary has too much brute strength to overcome with other methods is annoying, not to mention how tense it is to be on guard against a sudden attack that could end his life at any second.

>Where are you going, idiot!

"What are you doing? Come back here!"

While the elder surpasses him in ego, the youth surpasses him in recklessness. Yuri not only confronts Zeus to criticize him in his own way but also to have him run him through with a lightning bolt or a punch if he so desires. Charles can only scold him from afar for his foolishness, as he obviously isn't going to approach to get killed as well.

>This world is my property, child, it was mine in the past and it will be mine today, if you don't give it to me then I will destroy it

"What nonsense is that...? Are you senile or did you get some marble stuck in your brain?"

After breathing a sigh of relief that Yuri is still alive, he hurls more insults at the Greek, probably from too far away to be reached.

>Dude, I don't think shooting him is a good idea. Did you see what he did with that sphere and with the girls? I saw the movie X-Men 2, in the scene where Magneto escapes from prison, what Zeus did looked very similar to what he did.

His eyebrow rises higher and higher with each second he listens to the people beside him comment with a defeated air about how dangerous the enemy is, sounding too much like Frenchmen about to wave the white flag for his taste.

>On one of my many missions, I had to hide inside a turtle and I had to read many scientific magazines to not get bored.
>That makes sense

"Bah, nonsense."

He crosses his arms, turns his back on the rabble, and prepares to jump and land seated on the sand, his『Bôa 』 behind him regurgitating a small ottoman for him to catch his rear before it touches the ground. Almost in unison, 『Tall Snake 』 spits out an even lower footrest so the writer can further indulge in his comfort. Offended by the enemy's retreat, Charles makes it his new goal to show even less haste and interest in the battle than Zeus, and his final act to achieve this is to pour himself a glass of red wine right there on the beach, with his two-faced snake serving as his waiter and its mouths as barrels.

>Zeus is flying towards a building... CNN says... Oh no, he's going to start spreading fake news! We have to stop him!
"Good for him, and for us. We'll know where to find him."

He dismisses the whole rush, convinced that arrogance is a field where the smelly Greek can't outdo him.

"It's not like he's going to blow up the whole building too. More importantly, do you guys feel like a drink? I borrowed it from Mr. Speedwagon's mansion and I wouldn't dare drink the whole bottle after what happened last time."

>>2588
>Charles, do you have a glass? I need Scooby to pee in it so I can save his urine.

"..."

A shadow passes over his eyes, covering a third of his face. With a stony expression, he serves the individual a glass of wine and lets him keep it.

"Whatever you wish to do with the glass is your business and no one else's. Cheers."

He clinks his glass with the subject's and drinks his portion, also pouring himself the only steak he managed to rescue from the pantry before Shaggy and Scooby got their teeth into it.

"Do you want me to say something intelligent?"

He swallows and sighs, after taking a bite of the meat and wiping his mouth with a napkin without haste.

"Yes, I think we should all attack him too. Can't we kill him if we don't attack him, right?"

He shrugs and cuts himself another piece of meat with a knife and fork.

"Mr. Baloo can spin any projectile to give it more force and speed, Mr. Horloogyin and young Mr. Yuri can also charge it with that energy called Hamon, and Mr. Mista and I can redirect and store those projectiles. It won't be the brightest thing in the world, but it will be of some use, to give him an attack with everything."

Zeus is still alone, and probably more arrogant now that he thinks he's invincible with his old power restored. Just as he could surprise him with explosives more than once, he can surprise him with an attack that isn't seen coming, the problem is whether the attack is powerful enough to finish him off in one blow and thus not have to beg for a second opening.

"Yes, I'd like to pierce his skull with a single shot, and see if we can put a hole in that head full of air. We have to deflate his ego somehow. What better way than how you do it with balloons and pins?"

He cuts a piece of steak with enough force to make the sound of the knife hitting the plate without realizing it, engrossed in his plan as he is.

"Or we can load thousands of projectiles into my 『Bôa 』 and let it riddle the entire building."

>>2590
>I WILL ALTER THE EARTH'S MAGNETIC FIELD IF YOU DO NOT MAKE ME YOUR LEADER WITHIN 12 HOURS

"Ugh..."

He rolls his eyes at the phone screen, taking another sip of wine.

"I don't work under time limits. I'm too far along in my career for editors, publicists, or any other riff-raff to be rushing me."

Quality over speed, as he always says. He prides himself on serving his consumers only the best. A good dish needs to cook for the right amount of time, no more, no less.

"My work will be ready when it's ready. If you want speed, go to a fast-food establishment."

1d100 = 61 1d100 = 40

>>2596
One of those B's should be an R and one C in Potential. I changed those two mid-role because I wasn't going to use acts or requiems, just pull stuff out of my ass related to power.
And if everyone's dice can be added up, then screw Zeus, we all attack at the same time and never worry about accuracy again.

I hope I can send shift today, waking up at 5 AM and leaving uni at 5 PM, going to the gym from 6 to 7 and doing homework from 7 to 10 is not something I'm liking at all

>>2601
Flowers fights by herself inside the armor, Vicky no longer exists since she's not needed for the upcoming fight. At this moment, Flowers, having successfully emerged from the shadows and landed a blow on Zeus, feels powerful and indestructible, but nothing overshadows the feeling of emptiness...

Zeus rubs his chin and is surprised, logically seeing a black void talking and yelling at him. He grabs her by the wrist, and after what seems like it will be another attack, he just points the spotlights at them... Back in Black: Darkest Day, instead of disappearing, just stays there, swallowing the light because its shadows, more than shadows, seem like a viscous substance.

Flowers grabs Zeus's wrist and squeezes it with the same force.

[You hurt and even killed several just by trying to stop yourself... You live to do evil, and I'm sick of you...]

She says and increases her already potent grip, proceeding to spread her feet and start spinning on her own axis without letting go of Zeus so they become a whirlwind from all the centrifugal force she was generating... All of that had a single purpose, to send Zeus flying through the air, but not just anywhere, she's aiming for a specific animal (>>2604)

[A GIFT FROM ME TO YOU, BALOO! A LITTLE DETOUR!]

She releases the God in the direction of the furry creature to save him the trouble of having to approach him and thus allow everyone else to get him too.

Attack: 1d100 = 12
Accuracy: 1d100 = 97