AN: Well, I had to make a choice since there were three choices tied, and I like this one the most: the winner is Sex Pistols, and Jaune's age is seventeen just before Beacon. Jaune won't be attending Beacon, however—he will be a huntsman by other means.

Bold words/Yelling/「Stand Name」/Sound Effects.

Italic words/Thoughts.

Normal words/Speaking.

Bold and Italic words/Stand speaking and Battle cry/Characters/Jojo Reference.

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure belongs to Hirohiko Araki and RWBY belongs to Monty Oum (R.I.P) and Rooster Teeth.

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Kingdom of Mistral – City of Argus – Arc-Cotta household

The eldest Sister of the Arc family, Saphron, was busy cooking dinner with her baby boy Adrian until her scroll began to ring. She picked it up: the identification read "Dad."

Saphron answered the call and was bombarded by a cacophony of loud noises.

"Dad! Mom! Hold on a moment please speak slower!" Saphron shouted over the noise. "Jaune… strange ability? What do you mean 'talking to himself?' Arc Family meeting? Okay!" Saphron ended the call. As she did her wife, Terra, entered the house, freshly released from her work as a technician. But as soon as she walked in and she saw how her wife was upset.

"What is wrong, Saphron?" Terra asked.

"Arc Family Meeting!" Saphron exclaimed as she rushed upstairs to get the travel bags.

"Oh," Terra said.

King Crimson Time Skip

Bullhead Destination – Kingdom of Vale – Arc Town

"So your little brother has been talking to himself, and has a strange ability?" Terra questioned Saphron while she held Adrian as he was squirmed around in her lap.

"Pretty much," Saphron answered.

"You Arcs always have strange quirks."

"Yep and you married one."

The intercom crackled. "Passengers, we have arrived at Arc Town. Please remove all your baggage and belongings."

"Well, let's face the music," Saphron said as she got up. Terra followed her, Adrian in arm. They got off at the station, took their bags, and began their trek towards the Arc Family Mansion.

"So, what has your brother done now?" Terra asked Saphron.

"I don't know. Mom and Dad just said Jaune has a strange ability. And that he started talking to himself," Saphron answered. When they finally reached their destination, Spahron walked up to the door and knocked on it. The door flung open to reveal the Arc Matriarch—Saphron's mother Joan Arc.

"Saphron! Good, you're here. We can finally start," said Joan as she grabbed Saphron's hand and yanked her into the mansion and to the living room. Terra followed close behind.

"Saphron!" called the head of the Arc Family, John Arc.

"Hey dad," said Saphron as he wrapped her in a hug which she returned.

"So, what is wrong with Jaune?" Saphron asked. She was cut off by a gruff voice.

"There is nothing wrong with Jaune!" said Jorge Arc, walking over to hug Saphron himself.

"Hey Grandpa," Saphron said as she returned his hug as well.

"How are you doing, sweetheart? How's my great-grandson and granddaughter-in-law doing?" Terra came into view, and Jorge hugged her, too. He made a goofy face for Adrian's amusement. "Anyway, there is nothing wrong with Jaune. It's only his Stand!" Jorge yelled at his son-in-law until his daughter got in his face.

"Dad! Jaune does not have a supernatural ability like you!" yelled Joan.

"Yes he does! You just can't see it!" Jorge rebuked. John just sighed and let them argue. Terra walked away to keep Adrian from crying. Saphron followed her to the kitchen.

"Jeez, those two are really going at it," Terra said. Jorge and Joan's voices continued to echo past the walls, while John's more subdued voice was heard trying to calm them both. Terra covered Adrian ears.

Saphron frowned and thought to herself, "I hope Jaune is okay." Saphron thought about her little brother and how he might be handling this situation. She turned towards her wife. "I think I will go find Jaune," Saphron said as she left the kitchen. The long hallway was filled with pictures of her sisters' achievements but none of her little brother Jaune's. She quickened her pace going up the stairs.

"Jaune always felt like the black sheep of the family. Dad and Mom didn't help with that feeling, either. Only Grandpa tried to help drive that feeling away, but Jaune still always felt like an outsider," Saphron thought as she walked up the stairs and through the second floor hallway to Jaune's bedroom door. She raised her hands and knocked.

"Mom, if that is you, don't come in. I believe in Grandpa, at least his explanation makes sense!" Jaune yelled. As his voice came through the door, Saphron was about to answer, but she was cut off.

"Yeah, you just try to walk through that door! Me and the guys will shoot ya!" a high-pitched voice that was quite different from Jaune's shouted.

A similar, but also distinct voice chimed in, "Yeah, bitch! You don't even try to understand Jaune, because you can't see us! Unlike the old man you can't see shit!"

"Uh, guys, I don't think it's Mom—ow! Ouch! Waaaa!" a timid voice cried.

"Shut up No. Five!" an angry voice growled.

"Oi, don't bully No. Five, No. Three! Jaune told you time and time again not to bully others!" still another voice beseeched.

"Yeah, and No. Five, stop crying! Jaune said you cry too much over the littlest things!" came yet another voice.

"Who are those voices? Who is with Jaune?" Saphron wondered.

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"Jaune, I am coming in!" Saphron entered Jaune's room and was met with a face full of yellow.

*Splash*

"Saphron! What are you doing here!" Jaune asked, a slingshot in hand. He bit his tongue as he saw Saphron's annoyed expression. She was dripping wet, with bits and pieces of balloon stuck to her.

"Shit!" said the voices Saphron heard earlier. She saw six bullet-size yellow beings: all of them had teardrop-shaped heads, dinner-plate eyes with beady, black pupils, and crooked teeth. They appeared to be covered in shirts with pointed shoulder pads, legging-like tight pants with knee pads, and pointed shoes with toe caps that curve upward. They all had numbers on their heads, one through seven, but missing the number four.

"Jaune!? What are those things?" Saphron demanded.

"Oi, we are not 'things,' bitch!" said No. Two as it floated towards Saphron, getting in her face. "We are Stands! We're called 「Sex Pistols」!" said No. Two.

"Stands! That's what grandpa said Jaune had! Wait!" Saphron studied the Stands until the name registered in her mind. "「Sex Pistols」! Jaune!" Saphron berated him.

"They named themselves!" Jaune defended himself.

Jorge had also come upstairs and now found Saphron and Jaune arguing with 「Sex Pistols」 . "Jaune! Saphron! What are you two arguing about? We have enough arguing around the house now with me and your mother!"

"Saphron can see 「Sex Pistols」!" Jaune told Jorge.

"Saphron! This is so exciting!" Jorge exclaimed. He hugged Saphron again.

"What!? What is going on?" Saphron asked Jorge.

"You have a Stand! Although, it seems it's still dormant," Jorge told her.

"What are Stands!?" Saphron yelled.

"We will tell you later, after a demonstration! Jaune, to the Training Arena!" Jorge yelled. He began to leading a wet Saphron out of the room with Jaune and Sex Pistols in tow.

King Crimson Time Skip

The backyard of the Arc Mansion, Training Arena.

Jorge, Jaune, and Saphron stood outside now. Jaune and Jorge were facing each other squarely in the arena, and Saphron was in the outer ring, observing. Jaune had a revolver in his hand and a belt filled with ammunition. Jorge had his personal weapon with him: an umbrella with a dagger tip.

"Ready Jaune? Remember, we stop when either of us taps out, or when we're flung from the ring," Jorge called from across the field. Jaune nodded his head. Jorge activated his Stand, 「Rainy Day Dream Away」.

Clouds covered the arena, and a light rain began to fall. If one looked closely enough, they would see that the rain drops had ghoulish, tormented, moaning faces.

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Jaune sensed the menacing aura Jorge was emitting. Jorge prepared to capitalize on his grandson's anxiety, locking in that feeling with his Stand.

Jaune raised his shaking pistol towards Jorge and fired two bullets with two of his 「Sex Pistols」 riding on them.

"Yeeehaaaaw!" the 「Sex Pistols」 cried out as they rode the two bullets towards Jorge. The bullet strayed well off-course. "Shit! No. Two, we need to rebound the bullet!" No. One said to No. Two as No. One jumped off the bullet he was riding .

"Come on! Pass, pass, pass!" They shouted with glee at one another as No. Two drew closer they both yelled.

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"Here we go!" As they closed in, No. One and No. Two raised their right legs and kicked the bullet.

Bang

They succeeded in redirecting the bullet towards Jorge, striking him in his left calf. The impact was blunted by Jorge's aura barrier, which drained a considerable amount of his aura.

Jorge sensed the impact on his leg through his aura and tried to reposition himself, but Jaune rushed him, tackling him and pushing him out of the ring.

"Ha, ha, ha, good work, Jaune! Nice takedown!" Jorge congratulated Jaune as he was lying face-up and breathing hard. Jaune also panted with effort. Jorge got up to face Saphron, withdrawing his Stand. She gawked at them both. "Well, Saphron do you have a better idea of what a Stand is now?" Jorge asked her.

"Um… it is a supernatural ability?" Saphron said.

"No!" he replied animatedly, "A Stand is a spiritual manifestation of an individual's personality or fighting spirit! They come in a wide array of forms and possess unique abilities. My Stand, 「Rainy Day Dream Away」 , allows me to lock in a person's emotions. Jaune's 「Sex Pistols」 allows him to directly control the movement and trajectory of the bullets he fires. It took some time to figure out our abilities, so we'll take our time figuring yours out, too, Saphron. We'll need to find out what you can do so you don't end up hurting anyone, all right?"

"Okay… How do you summon a Stand, anyway?" Saphron asked.

Another woman's voice startled them all: "You don't need to call upon me Saphron, I have been with you since you were a little girl." A feminine humanoid figure appeared floating behind Saphron. The figure was hugging her knees. She had several mathematical signs on her body: two plus signs rested on her shoulders, two on her elbows and one on her forehead, followed by a division sign on her brow and a multiplication sign on her crown. Her face lacked a nose, and had black streaks running vertically across her eyes.

Jaune, Saphron and Jorge were all shocked, but Jorge might have been the most shocked out of any of them. Despite his long life full of battles with other Stand Users, he had never encountered a sentient Stand before.

"Well there's something you don't every day, right guys?" Jaune said as he got over his shock. The 「Sex Pistols」nodded.

"But of course, little brother," said the feminine Stand, amused.

Jorge approached Saphron's Stand. He studied it carefully while Saphron, Jaune, and Saphron's Stand stared at him.

"I have never seen a Stand that acts on its own will before. If your Stand is like this, then what is your ability?" Jorge asked the Stand itself.

"My ability is softening," it explained, "I am able to soften any object! That which is soft is more unbreakable than any diamond!"

Jaune piped up, "My 「Sex Pistols」 were able to tell me their name. Do you have a name like that?"

The Stand struck a pose with her back towards Jaune, leaning a bit, her hands facing away from Jaune, Jorge, and Saphron. She shouted, "My name is 「Spice Girl」!"

Saphron looked at 「Spice Girl」 and brought her hand up to her lip. "Makes sense… you've got quite a unique flavor," she said. "Grandpa I know Stands are important, so I thank you for this lesson… but what are you going to do about Jaune becoming a Huntsman?"

Jorge stroked his chin in thought. He knew of Jaune's desire to become a Huntsman, but he remained concerned that Jaune would need more training with his stand before he was prepared. "Hmm… maybe them… they were still a rising Huntsman group in Mistral… but, no, they'll be a good life experience for Jaune!" Turning around, Jorge whipped out his scroll. "Don't worry, I have a group of friends who are looking for extra members!"

King Crimson Time Skip Four months

Kingdom of Mistral – Road – Daytime

Three cloaked figures were riding in a caravan alongside supplies pulled by a horse. They rode in a triangle formation along the dirt roads. Eventually, they came upon a sign that read "Mistral" along with an arrow pointing right, and one that was crossed out and said "Bandits" pointing to the left. The group followed the left path.

"Oi, when do we attack the bandits? I am getting tired of eating protein bars," said one of the riders.

The rider at the front of their formation sighed and turned towards the other cloaked figure. "When we get to the bandits' base, Jaune, you will stay behind in the caravan. Your job will be to pick off any stragglers when I release 「The Grateful Dead」." They stopped in front of a wooden gate that was guard by bandits. The group diverted into some nearby brush to avoid being noticed.

"Pesci, can you sense how many there are in the base?" their leader asked. One of the riders brought his hand forth from underneath his cloak, and fishing pole materialized in his closed palm. The pole's reel was a monstrous skull that bore the words "Beach Boy" on the top of its head.

Crack

Pesci cracked the whip, sending the hook flying towards the base. It phased through the wall of wood as if it had been a liquid surface. "Forty… no! Thirty-eight," Pesci surmised. "Two of them left, but they just disappeared from my range. I don't know where they went? Did they teleport!? Prosciutto, two of them disappeared!"

The riders' leader answered, "Hmm… one of them must have been the leader. According to the mission report, the leader of the bandits has a semblance that lets her open portals to travel. We will deal with her later." He and Pesci got left the caravan. Jaune handed Pesci two cooled water bottles with ice cubes in it and took a sniper rifle from the caravan's supplies for himself.

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"Be careful guys! There could be Stand Users with the bandits, considering our luck!" Jaune warned Prosciutto and Pesci as they began to walk towards the base. A purple humanoid torso covered with eyes emerged. It had no mouth or legs, but it walked on its hands. Each hand had four huge, metal-like and segmented fingers evenly spaced around its circumference. Hanging from its waist, where its legs would be, were four segmented tentacles. This was「The Grateful Dead」. Fog began to form spill out from it as Prosciutto and Pesci advanced toward the base. Jaune got down from the caravan and began loading the rifle with ammo.

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"Another day, another lien," Jaune sighed. He put the rifle behind his back and climbed a tree to get a better view of the bandit base. He saw the fog surround the area, and aimed his rifle at the gate.

King Crimson Time Skip one week

Kingdom of Mistral – City of Mistral

"We are back, boss!" Pesci announced as he, Jaune, and Prosciutto returned. The room was filled with their companions on couches and chairs, as well as a small table and a wall TV. Their boss, a man by the name of Risotto Nero, approached them to ask about the mission. As for the others, Formaggio was petting his cat and reading a magazine; Jaune joined Ghiaccio and Melone talking about their pay; Illuso was watching TV on one of the couches, and Sorbet and Gelato were whispering sweet nothings to each other while barely watching the TV. Pesci joined Illuso.

"Hey Boss, the Vytal festival is coming up! Should we go?" Illuso said as he saw an ad come up on the TV."

"Yes, we should. Our client is waiting there in Vale, and it and it would be good to relax a little." Risotto said.

To be Continued

Retired

…And, done. Sorry it took so long. Let's just say I had family matters to attend to and it really took a lot of energy from me. Sorry for taking so long, anyway, onto the Stand data sheet…

「Sex Pistols」User: Jaune Arc

Colony Stand – Long-Distance Stand – Natural Non-Humanoid Stand

Destructive Power: E

Speed: C

Range: B (same as the bullet fired)

Precision: A

Persistance: A

Development Potential: B

Ability

Bullet Control

The Pistols' ability is to literally ride the bullets that the user fires in order to position themselves over an area (although they can hover around too), and then violently kick the bullets to change their path.

The most common use of this ability is to rebound shots, allowing the sudden redirection of bullets to hit moving targets, strike key areas, or otherwise take opponents by surprise by using odd and unpredictable angles. If all 6 of Sex Pistols are on a single bullet, they have the power to split said bullet into multiple pieces when they all kick, creating multiple projectiles. The Stand is vulnerable to attacks while out and active, but the user can survive the most brutal harm dealt to any of the individuals so long as a single one of them remains unharmed.

Enhance Reloading

The User normally does not reload his own gun but has Sex Pistols reload it for him. For this, he uses a six-chamber revolver. The User can use any type of firearm, but a chamber allows the Pistols to reload all at once, as reloading a pistol magazine takes more time. Sex Pistols has no firearm to work with by default and must always be provided a gun and ammunition, since it is useless for offense otherwise.

「Rainy Day Dream Away」User: Jorge Arc

Long-Distance Stand – Phenomenon Stand

Destructive Power: E

Speed: B

Range: A

Precision: E

Persistance: A

Development Potential: E

Ability

Emotion and Thoughts Lock

When someone has a thought within Rainy Day Dream Away's range, even for a moment, The User can "lock" the sentiment and cause the target to feel it for as long as he chooses. When The User locks the thought, the victim will only feel that thought; they even may suffer a delusion that seems to last a lifetime.

Rainy Day Dream Away uses the target's own mental energy against them, thus no amount of distance from the User would ever free them. The only way to escape Rainy Day Dream Away's effect is to temporarily override the repeating sensation with a similar, greater sensation.

「Spice Girl」User: Saphron Arc

Close-Range Stand – Natural Humanoid Stand

Destructive Power: A

Speed: A

Range: C

Persistence: B

Precision: D

Development potential: C

Ability

Softening

Spice Girl is able to soften any material she strikes.

When Spice Girl hits something with her fists, she can soften the object into a rubber-like consistency. Any material, even metal or rock, will be softened into the same state.

「Beach Boy」

Close Stand – Non-Humanoid Stand

Destructive Power: C

Speed: B

Range: B (Length of the string)

Precision: C

Persistance: C

Development Potential: A

Abilities

Hook and Line

Beach Boy's signature ability is to phase its line and hook through any object, including walls or flesh.

Pesci skillfully uses his fishing rod to search for a target through obstacles and like a fisherman, ensnares them when the hook makes contact. He is then free to reel in his catch or even tear through the whole body by wildly moving the hook, but as an assassin prefers to phase the hook through his catch's body in order to reach a vital organ and cut it from the inside for a sure-fire kill.

Beach Boy's pulling strength is only as strong as Pesci's own arm strength, but the catch will tire themselves trying to pull on the extremely elastic line.

The ability is cancelled immediately if Pesci drops the Beach Boy, and the hook and line disappear, called back to the fishing rod.

By hiding the hook inside a chosen object, Pesci can use Beach Boy to bait and catch people by surprise.

Extreme Line Sensitivity

Beach Boy's line is extremely sensitive and transmits information to the handle of the rod for Pesci to see.

The hook and line of Beach Boy act as very sensitive life form sensors, being able to tell Pesci the number of people inside a given room and can even transmit the vibration of a heartbeat. Furthermore, by analyzing the vibrations and strength of the pull on the line, Pesci can accurately guess which body part he is hooking, the catch's weight, their position and their actions to the centimeter.

Damage Reflection

Beach Boy's string cannot be destroyed by any usual means, as any damage inflicted to the string will instead affect the one hooked on the string. It is thus impossible to destroy the string once it is hooked into an object or person. This property is a derivation of the line's intangibility: although it will phase through any object, the shock of any attack is transmitted into the catch's body.

「The Grateful Dead」

Long-Distance Stand – Natural Non-Humanoid Stand

Destructive Power: B

Speed: E

Range: B

Precision: E

Persistence: A

Development Potential: C

Ability

Accelerated Aging

The Grateful Dead has the ability to cause organisms to age physically and mentally at an accelerated rate

There are two ways The Grateful Dead can deploy its power: the first mode is to spread the aging over a large area and indiscriminately attack friends and foes, which is dangerous for Prosciutto's companions. The second mode is to direct its power precisely by grabbing someone, in which case the aging is faster than one can react. The activation of this ability manifests itself as mist spreading from The Grateful Dead although it is unknown if the mist is directly connected to the aging.

When under the effect of The Grateful Dead, people age rapidly with all the effects it implies: their skin develops wrinkles, their teeth begin to fall out, the tips of the limbs start to necrose, the bones and joints shrink, and their cognitive ability is reduced. Infants would succumb to the effect of "aging", with their skin wrinkling and hair falling out, rather than merely growing into an adult quickly. Even fruits and flower wither and dry up.

I'll be putting up a poll to decide which Stands I should choose. I will be using Stands from The 7th Stand User