OH NO!
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Groaning and rubbing his aching head, he stood up and jumped down from the dumpster, dusting himself off.
Where is he anyway? He started to ponder as the cool battle happened right in front of him.
"They kicked me out of that hotel!" was his conclusion but as he stared back to the buildings, he didn't see the hotel he checked in anywhere.
So he decided to step towards the battlefield and ask
"Hey, excuse me..."
Which caught everyone's attention.
"So umm. Does anyone of you blokes know where the Grazie Spaghetti hotel at?"
The man with the cane, presumably the boss, tilted his head in confusion. The henchmen looked at each other, and the girl with the scythe scratched her head.
One of the henchmen yelled "HAH?!"
Joseph picked up on this and said. "Your next line is going to be..."
"We are in the middle of something here, meathead! Fuck off or get robbed!" they said simultaneously, Joseph smirked and the henchman gasped.
After a moment of utter silence,
The boss yelled "G-Get that witness away!" as his minions charged, the cute girl giggled before she fired her scythe on the ground and used it's recoil to propel herself up and yelled "Don't forget about me!"
"Feel the beat of my hamon overdrive!" Joseph yelled as he punched a minion in the gut that send him flying to the other henchmen like a bowling bowl striking a bunch of pins. He noticed a large aircraft which seems to be some escape vehicle for the boss. Lo and behold, the boss tried to board the helicopter. Cursing about how "This night couldn't get any worse."
"Oh, let me fix that!" Joseph unbuckled his belt and filled it with ripple. Stretching it long enough, he reared his hand back and used it as a whip.
*WHAPSH*
"OUCH!" the boss yelled as it hits his ass. The aircraft took off after dropping some crimson shit.
"That was super cool!" Joseph heard his new found ally squeal, The girl's eyes widened though as the thing glowed.
*BOOM*
"What the hell?" he exclaimed as he suddenly saw a tall, blonde, beautiful, gorgeous, hot, 10/10, incredibly alluring woman who somehow took care of the explosion. Leaving them unscathed.
'They're getting away...' Joseph could only sigh a he watch that thing fly away.
"Your daughter calls me 'Daddy' too, you fucking coward!" the hot blooded Joestar taunted at the retreating aircraft.
"Ah! Are you a huntress?!" he heard the girl excitedly yelled. Although, the older woman doesn't seemed pleased. "That was so amazing! I'm Ruby Ro-*smack* OW!"
Joseph winced as the woman hit the girl with a riding crop. Reminding him of his dear grandmother.
'Man, I still think Granny Erina would give her a run for her money when it comes to smacking someo- why is she walking towards me?'
She was glaring at him all the way while walking menacingly towards him. 'Oh... WELL IT DOESN'T MEAN I PREFER HER WHACKING, I PREFER NOT GETTING WHACKED AT ALL!'
"I-I'm an innocent bystander, no need for thi-"
*SMACK*
"Ow! Hey!"
(o)*
The next few moments went like a daze since, Joseph still feel a little drowsy after being prematurely woke up by a goddamn explosion. He casually drifted to daydream land as Goodwitch berate Ruby about what she just did.
"Good evening Mr. Ozpin."
Snapped Joseph out of his thoughts as an unfamiliar white haired man walked and sat in front of him.
"Ahh so you are the fellow with unsual abilities Ms. Goodwitch was talking about, what is your name?"
To Ozpin's surprise, the muscular youngster stood up and did an extravagant pose
"Joestar, Joseph Joestar, you can call me JoJo."
"Okay... How old are you and where are you from?"
"Ahh, I'm 18 years old and I'm from New York. Just around-"
"Where on Remnant is that?"
Joseph furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him like he grew another ear.
"Umm, United States? U. S of A?"
The man just stared at him
"My apologies, Joseph, but what are you talking about?"
Joseph frowned comically and demanded a map to point it to the confused man.
To which he was surprised by the map's unfamiliar geography.
"What the flying fuck?"
Ozpin rolled his eyes at the foul language.
A few screams of disbelief later.
"For the last time, this isn't a prank, Mr. Joestar."
"Then why can't I see New York??? Or America for that matter?! I mean, what the fuck is Atlas? It sounds like some Greek crap stuff."
Silence consumed the room.
Joseph observed the thinking man who suddenly exclaimed "Maybe you are from another world!"
"Pfft yeah like my hotness is out of this world..."
An awkward silence consumed the room.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"
Ozpin patted his back to help him calm down and stop his petty childish tantrum gibberish.
"How can I calm down when I suddenly went from relaxing on a 5 star Italian hotel bed to some place called Remnant?!"
"Look, Joseph, maybe we should focus on trying to get you back."
The Joestar sniffed and wiped his tears "You're right, Brozpin..."
"... Brozpin?"
"So what the hell should I do in the mean time? Where can I crash? I don't wanna be homeless..."
Ozpin then suddenly sat straight. "Say, can I see this unusual ability of yours, Joseph Joestar?"
"Not now, man. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to get by, I left my wallet back in the-"
"I've got it covered, now please."
Sighing in defeat, Joseph looked around to find anything to use for a ripple demonstration until he saw a cup of coffee.
"Okay, watch closely, mister." he concentrated his breathing and said random shit like "ABRA CADABRA ALAKAZAM!" as he turned the cup upside down without spilling any of the liquid. Ozpin's eyes widened "Oh my! That was impressive!"
"Haha, yeah. Hamon breathing gives me life energy that allows me to do extraordinary stuff!."
"... Hamon?"
"Or Sendo, or Ripple. Whatever you wanna call it."
Joseph explained the abilities and purpose of the ripple unaware of the eavesdropping Goodwitch. Who left the room as far as they know.
"That must have been so useful against Grimms."
"The hell is a Grimm?"
Ozpin explained the abilities and origins of the Grimms unaware of the eavesdropping Goodwitch.
"Damn, atleast my world doesn't have pesky fuckers running around that you need to teach future generations to fight them."
"Well what was it like there?" Ozpin scratched his chin.
"Remove Grimms and crazy weapon school you mentioned. Replace it with functioning society with few vampires and 4 Pillar Men."
"Pillar Men?"
Joseph explained the abilities and identities of the Pillar Men unaware of the eavesdropping Goodwitch.
"Their bodies are their literal weapons?"
"Yes! And they are like, male strippers. They are very buff and wear loin cloths."
Ozpin didn't need to know that but he wanted to know more. He was literally talking to someone from another world, who wouldn't be excited? But since they both have no idea how the hell Joseph got there, he figured he is gonna be here for a while.
"It's getting pretty late Joseph, I have a proposition for you."
"Oh let me guess, your next line is: How would you like to be a student at the 'crazy weapon school'?"
"How would you like to be a student at the 'crazy- what the??" Joseph smirked as he saw the surprised look on his face. "How did yo-"
"I am very perceptive." is all the musclebound man can reply. The older man cleared his throat.
"So what do you say about the offer?"
"I skip school alot so I was homeschooled, school is super boring and it'll take effort and stuff."
He saw the older man rolled his eyes.
"But I guess it's be a student or be a hobo. And trust me I can't bear using a trashbag as a pillow again."
Ozpin smiled and stood up heading towards the door. "But you are gonna have to pass the initiation. I'll get you some clothes and ring me up if you need something."
"Ring ring!"
"Huh?" Ozpin turned to face the young blood who was grinning.
"You just said to ring you when I need something." Joseph replied dryly.
"Huh, what do you need?"
"I NEED TO GET BACK HOME!"
"I'll figure something out, go ahead, Mr. Jostur, there is a map in that drawer over there..."
So how is my poor attempt at humor, huh?