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madimpossibledreamer*whispers* you may have noticed i'm up and not asleep
*whispers* guess who had their scheduler actually hit the am rather than pm button when scheduling
*whispers* guess who actually got to watch and post jojo's today
~Dreamer~
edit *whispers* guess who managed to transpose the chapter numbers as well as messing up the counting??
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Johan, much to his dismay, doesn't have the monopoly on crazy stunts in this partnership.
Word Count: 1002
Rating: Gen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
But the thing is, he has reasonable expectations. Maybe all his travels in, say, Africa have made him unprepared for people doing ridiculous things, because he’d maybe gotten used to people not doing ridiculous things like kidnapping him to protect him.
On retrospect, this is the relation of Von Stroheim, the man who begged for his leg to be cut off and attempted to use a belly machine gun against a Pillar Man of all things. Expecting her to do the normal or expected thing, in hindsight, is more than a little ridiculous.
“Get inside, and close the door, Jojoooo!” she screams at him, and he pulls his head inside just in time. The rifle disappears from his hands, turning back into the blue glowy outline before that, too, fades. He feels the entire tank shake from an impact, but the impact isn’t at the top, it’s below, like they’ve fallen onto something, or…
Something wet on his injured shoulder. It doesn’t hurt, much, but it’s enough to startle him, enough for him to notice right away. He glances over just in time to see another drop of water fall from the top down onto his shoulder—
She drove a tank into the water. If they can keep catching the statues off guard, that’s a plus. They’re probably expecting the two of them to not behave like absolute madmen, which if it’s a mistake for him to make, it’s also a mistake for them to make. Unfortunately, this means that they’re also on a sinking tank in the water, and opening the hatch will lead them to sink even faster. What’s she planning next?
“You can swim, right?” she asks, and—well, there’s the answer to that question. Hopefully the insurance will replace the car that’s been stolen and turned into a tank.
“California kid,” he smirks, gesturing at himself. “I can even surf—a little.”
“Good,” she responds, and the tank instantly begins melting around them in the same way as it had grown around them. They’re in a car now. Fortunately, they’re not trapped in by crumpled metal or by seatbelts. Of course, a car is less structurally sealed than a tank, and the water starts flooding in much quicker. The hard part is getting out with the pressure of the water at the doors. Johan takes a couple normal breaths, to try to oxygenate his lungs before the water goes over their heads. He starts kicking at the door, all while pressing down on the door handle. It hurts, but at least his legs are less in pain than his arms.
The Captain summons her Stand, Panzermensch, and Jojo finds himself distracted for all of two seconds. That armored, cyborg shape looks awfully familiar, but that’s weird, because can dead people even come back as Stands? Or is it that she looks up to both of her grandfathers so much that the dead one is now her Stand? Then the gravity (or water pressure) of the situation comes rushing back, and he remembers to start trying to escape again. The idea of using her Stand to escape is a good one and a novel one, but Pretender is almost as wounded and exhausted as he is, so it wouldn’t be much of an improvement. As if Pretender notices the thought, he feels a burst of encouragement, which is something anyway.
“We’re trying to swim to that ship,” she points in a direction, and, well, that’s easy. Swim in a direction, grab a ladder, climb up, don’t get grabbed by a giant statue or his hentai tentacles. Easy enough instructions for him to follow, with how tired he is. “It’s big enough it shouldn’t tax me too much to change, and it has a ladder on the side, so it shouldn't be too difficult to get inside,” she tells him, and he nods.
And then she gets the door open, and he hesitates for a moment before swimming over to the driver’s side and swimming out that way. If he felt more awake, he’d be annoyed at her showing off. She’d managed to do it first. On the other hand, he’s wounded, almost to the point he doesn’t care anymore, and it enabled him to take the easy way, so he’ll just settle for focusing on swimming instead.
*whispers* guess who had their scheduler actually hit the am rather than pm button when scheduling
*whispers* guess who actually got to watch and post jojo's today
~Dreamer~
edit *whispers* guess who managed to transpose the chapter numbers as well as messing up the counting??
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Johan, much to his dismay, doesn't have the monopoly on crazy stunts in this partnership.
Word Count: 1002
Rating: Gen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
Johan expects the Captain to stop the tank. For them to make a dash for the nearest ship in the harbor. He can’t really see the docks they’re heading to, given that he’s only looking backward at the statue chasing them. It’s been joined by its buddies, flying alongside it—gargoyles, demons, dragons. He’s mostly just further angering the Cthulhu statue by, essentially, just slapping it with bullets, though it looks like something he’d done in the actual skyscraper and subsequent elevator chase had done something to that behemoth, as one of the areas on the torso near the wings is nigh-constantly flickering in a way that’s really starting to give him a headache. It’s pretty likely that they can only really damage it when it’s fully phased into this reality. At least, that’s the theory he’s pretty sure Pretender has, and he’s also pretty sure Pretender’s smarter than he is (which is a weird idea, given that Pretender is pretty much his soul). Fortunately, the other statues respond better (or worse, depending on if you’re actually the statues in question) to being hit with rifle shots. Shooting them out of the sky might be destroying more than a few parked cars, but given the entire statue invasion (he’s glad he doesn’t work for the Speedwagon Foundation news division trying to contain that utter catastrophe) it’ll probably be the least of people’s worries. And they’re more likely to survive, which is better for everyone because they’re the people most likely to stop this thing and get everything back to normal, so really, it’s a win-win for most things, aside from the fact that they’re still going to have to replace their vehicles.
But the thing is, he has reasonable expectations. Maybe all his travels in, say, Africa have made him unprepared for people doing ridiculous things, because he’d maybe gotten used to people not doing ridiculous things like kidnapping him to protect him.
On retrospect, this is the relation of Von Stroheim, the man who begged for his leg to be cut off and attempted to use a belly machine gun against a Pillar Man of all things. Expecting her to do the normal or expected thing, in hindsight, is more than a little ridiculous.
“Get inside, and close the door, Jojoooo!” she screams at him, and he pulls his head inside just in time. The rifle disappears from his hands, turning back into the blue glowy outline before that, too, fades. He feels the entire tank shake from an impact, but the impact isn’t at the top, it’s below, like they’ve fallen onto something, or…
Something wet on his injured shoulder. It doesn’t hurt, much, but it’s enough to startle him, enough for him to notice right away. He glances over just in time to see another drop of water fall from the top down onto his shoulder—
She drove a tank into the water. If they can keep catching the statues off guard, that’s a plus. They’re probably expecting the two of them to not behave like absolute madmen, which if it’s a mistake for him to make, it’s also a mistake for them to make. Unfortunately, this means that they’re also on a sinking tank in the water, and opening the hatch will lead them to sink even faster. What’s she planning next?
“You can swim, right?” she asks, and—well, there’s the answer to that question. Hopefully the insurance will replace the car that’s been stolen and turned into a tank.
“California kid,” he smirks, gesturing at himself. “I can even surf—a little.”
“Good,” she responds, and the tank instantly begins melting around them in the same way as it had grown around them. They’re in a car now. Fortunately, they’re not trapped in by crumpled metal or by seatbelts. Of course, a car is less structurally sealed than a tank, and the water starts flooding in much quicker. The hard part is getting out with the pressure of the water at the doors. Johan takes a couple normal breaths, to try to oxygenate his lungs before the water goes over their heads. He starts kicking at the door, all while pressing down on the door handle. It hurts, but at least his legs are less in pain than his arms.
The Captain summons her Stand, Panzermensch, and Jojo finds himself distracted for all of two seconds. That armored, cyborg shape looks awfully familiar, but that’s weird, because can dead people even come back as Stands? Or is it that she looks up to both of her grandfathers so much that the dead one is now her Stand? Then the gravity (or water pressure) of the situation comes rushing back, and he remembers to start trying to escape again. The idea of using her Stand to escape is a good one and a novel one, but Pretender is almost as wounded and exhausted as he is, so it wouldn’t be much of an improvement. As if Pretender notices the thought, he feels a burst of encouragement, which is something anyway.
“We’re trying to swim to that ship,” she points in a direction, and, well, that’s easy. Swim in a direction, grab a ladder, climb up, don’t get grabbed by a giant statue or his hentai tentacles. Easy enough instructions for him to follow, with how tired he is. “It’s big enough it shouldn’t tax me too much to change, and it has a ladder on the side, so it shouldn't be too difficult to get inside,” she tells him, and he nods.
And then she gets the door open, and he hesitates for a moment before swimming over to the driver’s side and swimming out that way. If he felt more awake, he’d be annoyed at her showing off. She’d managed to do it first. On the other hand, he’s wounded, almost to the point he doesn’t care anymore, and it enabled him to take the easy way, so he’ll just settle for focusing on swimming instead.
