[I think I’m going to make one more character for the time being who is just a dude with a typical Close Range Power type Stand because then I’ve got a lot of archetypes covered: Harry as a villain with a time-based Stand (still haven’t explained it tho I need to remember to do that), Willanth as the part’s ability user, and then Seline with a non-humanoid, psychological Stand. Basically just need a humanoid attacker and I’ve got the whole range of the types of power users lol]
*I just got an idea, a stand that allows the user to teleport, but only teleport in a five feet radius around the stand, and the user is a mass murderer. Most people can't see the stand, and to people that can see it, it appears harmless, because it is, the danger is letting it get close enough for the user to become a danger. Guns become useless if the stand gets close, allowing him to constantly teleport or hypothetically become intangible to avoid attacks, but the stand moves very slowly. The danger only comes when they get close, the user being a practitioner of Plunge. Thoughts?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
He cackles at that, “Ah, fake goods? Much easier than being a pirate id say, but I wouldn’t know the struggle of such work.”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
He cackles at that, “Ah, fake goods? Much easier than being a pirate id say, but I wouldn’t know the struggle of such work.”
“Well, they’re practically the real thing.” She gets up and goes through the front door of the tavern, coming back with a single blue topaz in hand. She hands it to him. “Most professionals can’t tell the difference. I’m… pretty good at what I do. You’re a pirate?”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
He cackles at that, “Ah, fake goods? Much easier than being a pirate id say, but I wouldn’t know the struggle of such work.”
“Well, they’re practically the real thing.” She gets up and goes through the front door of the tavern, coming back with a single blue topaz in hand. She hands it to him. “Most professionals can’t tell the difference. I’m… pretty good at what I do. You’re a pirate?”
He holds the topaz curiously, tossing it from and to hand “Most professionals? Yeah I’m a pirate, and good as [gp] at it. Name’s Flynn Rider, nice to formally meet you, Mrs…?”
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
He cackles at that, “Ah, fake goods? Much easier than being a pirate id say, but I wouldn’t know the struggle of such work.”
“Well, they’re practically the real thing.” She gets up and goes through the front door of the tavern, coming back with a single blue topaz in hand. She hands it to him. “Most professionals can’t tell the difference. I’m… pretty good at what I do. You’re a pirate?”
He holds the topaz curiously, tossing it from and to hand “Most professionals? Yeah I’m a pirate, and good as [gp] at it. Name’s Flynn Rider, nice to formally meet you, Mrs…?”
”Adelaide. You can call me Adelaide. And yes, most people have no idea. In my years of doing this, people figured it out only three times. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
”no, it does not, but I just told you about it. And, well, everyone realizes it’s fake eventually, but not until they pay me for it.”
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
”no, it does not, but I just told you about it. And, well, everyone realizes it’s fake eventually, but not until they pay me for it.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a business that can’t stay in one place too long before an angry mob breaks and tears you apart. Fun.”
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
”no, it does not, but I just told you about it. And, well, everyone realizes it’s fake eventually, but not until they pay me for it.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a business that can’t stay in one place too long before an angry mob breaks and tears you apart. Fun.”
“i mean, yeah, sort of. But they’d have to find me first to do that.” She grins. “Anyways, you’re a pirate? Tell me about that.”
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
”no, it does not, but I just told you about it. And, well, everyone realizes it’s fake eventually, but not until they pay me for it.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a business that can’t stay in one place too long before an angry mob breaks and tears you apart. Fun.”
“i mean, yeah, sort of. But they’d have to find me first to do that.” She grins. “Anyways, you’re a pirate? Tell me about that.”
“Ah, life on the sea, it isn’t what people tell you what it is. Barry having enough money to get to the next town, killing people every other day, being stuck on a ship with a bunch of your smelly mates.”
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[I think I’m going to make one more character for the time being who is just a dude with a typical Close Range Power type Stand because then I’ve got a lot of archetypes covered: Harry as a villain with a time-based Stand (still haven’t explained it tho I need to remember to do that), Willanth as the part’s ability user, and then Seline with a non-humanoid, psychological Stand. Basically just need a humanoid attacker and I’ve got the whole range of the types of power users lol]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Sparkles: Aasimar Monk: Drakkenheim: What's In The Here And Now
Angus Ayrshire: Minotaur Celestial Sorcerer: Yawning Portal - Mad Mage
DMing A Land Of Bone And Oblivion, The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
*I just got an idea, a stand that allows the user to teleport, but only teleport in a five feet radius around the stand, and the user is a mass murderer. Most people can't see the stand, and to people that can see it, it appears harmless, because it is, the danger is letting it get close enough for the user to become a danger. Guns become useless if the stand gets close, allowing him to constantly teleport or hypothetically become intangible to avoid attacks, but the stand moves very slowly. The danger only comes when they get close, the user being a practitioner of Plunge. Thoughts?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The woman (named Adelaide) who was scamming people with fake merchandise is in some tavern, counting coins.
Flynn sits down next to them, smiling brightly with teeth too clean for the time period, tilting his head, his accent foreign "Where'd ya get those?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She looks up, moving the pile of coins closer to her. “Not your business, darling. But fair and square, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
"That sounds like a lie to me, no one tells how honest they got it, unless they didn't get it honest." He says, tongue fidgeting in his mouth over his teeth.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“And why do you care, sir?” She asks, putting the coins in her purse.
“Because I happen to be in the business of not so honest work myself.” He says with a chuckle, one of his teeth popping out of his mouth.
She chuckles slightly, ignoring his teeth. “And what?”
He holds the tooth for a moment before slotting it back into place, “And I want to know how you got that money.”
She sighs. “People pay a lot for luxury goods, but often… don’t know how to tell if it’s luxury or not.”
He cackles at that, “Ah, fake goods? Much easier than being a pirate id say, but I wouldn’t know the struggle of such work.”
“Well, they’re practically the real thing.” She gets up and goes through the front door of the tavern, coming back with a single blue topaz in hand. She hands it to him. “Most professionals can’t tell the difference. I’m… pretty good at what I do. You’re a pirate?”
He holds the topaz curiously, tossing it from and to hand “Most professionals? Yeah I’m a pirate, and good as [gp] at it. Name’s Flynn Rider, nice to formally meet you, Mrs…?”
”Adelaide. You can call me Adelaide. And yes, most people have no idea. In my years of doing this, people figured it out only three times. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”
*Cut for Arch.*
He decides to toss the gem away, having no need for it “Does that three include me? Because if not you may want to change those numbers Adelaide.” He says with a chuckle.
”no, it does not, but I just told you about it. And, well, everyone realizes it’s fake eventually, but not until they pay me for it.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a business that can’t stay in one place too long before an angry mob breaks and tears you apart. Fun.”
“i mean, yeah, sort of. But they’d have to find me first to do that.” She grins. “Anyways, you’re a pirate? Tell me about that.”
“Ah, life on the sea, it isn’t what people tell you what it is. Barry having enough money to get to the next town, killing people every other day, being stuck on a ship with a bunch of your smelly mates.”