... I think Coco is based on Lisa Lisa or atleast resembled her in other ways than their outfits.

I mean, I can totally see Lisa Lisa being all lovey dovey with George II the way Coco is to Fox.

Just thinking out loud... Here's the chapter.

"By the way, are you joining the tournament, Joseph?" she said as she opened the door.

"Eh. Not sure, I have two teams so it's not fair." the Joestar shrugged and entered the room, revealing everyone to be either busy talking, scrolling or reading comics.

"Hey Ruby! You owe me a story!" he yelled causing her to suddenly toss a comicbook away and walk to the door.

"Uhhh, nothing happened! We just chat around before the security told me that the General wants an explanation for that mystery person's fiasco." she said before pulling Yang out.

"Hey I just got here!" the blonde whined as her sister dragged her.

"So, Joseph." Jaune asked as he sat beside him.

"Yeah?"

"You participating in the tournament?" Joseph stood up and cleared his throat.

"I'm not going to participate, I'll just anounce it right now so no one would keep asking me about it."

"But why?" Pyrrha asked.

"It's not fair. Everybody else were teams of 4 and I'm just a 5th ranger. Besides, I'm too lazy." he shrugged.

They all nodded and sighed, expecting such an answer from him.

Door opens.

"Joseph? The headmaster wants to ask if you want to participate on the tournament." Ruby asked with a grin on her face.

"Oh son of a-"

A few moments later

Joseph was called at the office by Ozpin. Glynda arrived and served the headmaster his coffee before leaving.

"So, Mr. Joestar, how did you survived? We all know you didn't have any aura, you're just as resilient as an average person." the older man said, sipping his beverage.

"Hey, I'm tougher than the average guy, Brozpin. And to answer your question, I survived due to my cunning, but a magician never reveals his secrets." he replied with a grin.

Ozpin chuckled at the response "You never cease to amaze me. Did you know that you're currently known as the 'man who crashed his own funeral'?"

"... Wow, that sounds badass." he smirked, remembering that new word he added to his vocabulary.

"Say, why do you refuse on participating on the tournament? You'd do well."

"Eh... I just don't want to fight unless I want to. Besides, I don't even know which group I'm in. And it's unfair for the other group, y'know?" he laughed nervously.

"Interesting. Well it doesn't matter because I'm going to force you to join anyway." he adjusted his glasses.

"WHAT?!"

"Joseph Joestar, lower your voice!" he heard Goodwitch yelled from outside.

"I suppose to answer your question, you are going to fight alone."

"OH NO!"

"Ahh, don't sweat it. With all the things you've shown me, I honestly think you are indestructible."

"B-But-"

"The Vytal Festival isn't all about fighting though. It's... A festival. I'm sure you'll have fun."

Joseph went silent and pouted.

"By the way, we've found an otherworldly artifact around the-"

"OH NO! Tell me you didn't expose it to sunlight!"

"... We didn't. Why?"

"Remember that loincloth god I sent to space that I showed you?"

"You mean Kars?" the headmaster suddenly sat straight.

"My uncle fought him the night of the party and sealed him there. He must NOT escape at all cost since he can copy any ability as soon as he knows it exist."

"WHAT?!" they heard Goodwitch's voice from behind the door.

"Glynda Goodwitch, lower your- wait were you eavesdropping?" the headmaster asked, he heard fading footsteps instead of a reply.

Joseph stood up. "Where is it?"

"The units confiscated it and preserved it."

"Phew."

"But they lost it last night so..."

"Oh come on!" Joseph groaned.

"How does it exactly work?" Ozpin asked.

"Well, Giorno said to not let sunlight shine on it at all cost or it will release him. And it's indestructible."

"Understood. Guess I'm going to borrow James' men again so we can have a search party." the older man proclaimed.

"What? But Jaune said they tried to look for me and they can't even find me, they're useless! If they can't find a 6 foot 5, muscular Englishman then what makes you think they can find a piece of turtle shell?"

"Well, do you have a better idea?"

"... No."

(0)*

Joseph went back to his room, only Jaune was left.

"Hey."

"Hey, Joseph. So umm... What did the headmaster told you?" he asked as he nrowsed through the Joestar's collection of comics.

"He is forcing me to participate ON MY OWN. Can you believe that?" he whined.

"Well to be honest, you are a one man team if you ask me." the blonde shrugged, taking interest at the Incredible Hulk comic.

"What, because I'm huge?"

"Not exactly. Probably because you have like a ton of abilities, man. It's like multiple semblances on the cost of no aura."

"Huh. Now that you put it that way, I feel alot better about competing."

Joseph's scroll's screen lightened.

"AYAYAYAYYYYY" *Aztec Dubstep*

Jaune stared at it with rather confused at the weird ringtone.

Joseph grabbed it and read the message.

"Joseph Joestar. Since you are technically a transfer from Ert, you're going to face any team. -Ozpin"

"How the hell could he spell Earth wrong?"

"It's a foreign word to us."

"Fair point." he decided to search his room to find the Aja and Clackers as his weapons.

"Say... Can I borrow this? It's really cool."

"Oh go help yourself, Weiss already borrowed some WITHOUT asking my permission anyways."

The day of Vytal Festival Tournament

"AYAYAYAYYYYY!"

Joseph groaned and tapped his scroll to shut the notification up and went back to sleep.

The Joestar woke up late and saw a message on his scroll.

"Hey Joseph! You sleep like a log, we decided not to wake you up and let you be. Please watch us fight when you wake up, sleepyhead! -Ruby"

"Shit!"

Joseph jumped up from his bed and collected his arsenal.

The Super Aja

Two Clackers

A lighter

A handy pocketknife

He actually picked up the pocket knife from Cardin's lackey who tried to stab him in the Forever Fall forest.

He saw another message.

"I hope you won't take it the wrong way, but you'll probably face one or two members of your own team. Enemies destroy each other in battle, but friends help each other grow stronger. Best of luck. -Ozpin"

"WHAT?! What the hell is he thinking?! He can't be serious!" he threw his scroll to the bed and threw a petty tantrum until he remembered his and Caesar's rivalry.

"Let's get stronger, you and I..."

Sighing, he opened his drawer and smiled at the cloth he sewed using Stone Free and some coloring.

A purple bandana with yellow triangles. Identical to the Zeppeli bandana.

"Heh. You saved me back when I fought Whammu... I need your help once again, old friend."

He tied it on his head.

(0)*

'Amity Colliseum. So it's like watching a boxing match, except everyone had superpowers and weapons.' he shrugged as he found a seat.

Team RWBY is fighting a fodder team, or atleast it's what Joseph thinks.

"Oh hey, Mr. Port and Dr. Oobleck are the announcers." Joseph smiled, as the two announcers banter about the fact that Oobleck is a Doctor, not a Professor.

"Kick their ass, RWBY! Woooo!" he cheered as his team were slowly gaining the upperhand.

"YEAH!" he kept cheering, until he decided to shut up after realizing he's being rude.

"There you are! Hey, you're going to fight next! Get downstairs and ready up!" one of the staff dragged Joseph from his seat.

"WHAT?? ALREADY??"

1 week til I get my hands on that OST~