Y/n = Your Name L/n = Last name N/n = Nickname E/c = Eye color H/c = hair color H/l =Hair length
Italic =thinking
Warning: unexpecting visit, torture, kinda boring, bad drawing ;-;
-[1st person mode]
"Bucciarati, it's about time we change course to reach land. I've been on the lookout for a while now, but I don't see a single ship following us." Informed giorno, looking back at bruno.
I was drawing random shit on the other side of the boat, hidden from everyone else.
Now what can I draw... Hmm, an idea popped up, I aggressively chicken sketched on the poor page of my sketchbook, being filled with random objects and creations, I tried drawing numerous items and almost all of em were possible to make.
I sketch a chibi version of an oc I made, valerie.
(That's right bitches even she is here -author)
And out pops a small creature from the sketchbook, holy shit I just created a living being god lawd.
"WHA-" a high pitched voice, the small valerie made, I immediately shut it up by grabbing it tightly.
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"Shut the fuck up." I said, to the frightened toy figurine looking ass, squeezing it a few times before it finally obeyed.
"Oi Y/n where are ya? Come here real quick!" Mista called out, I stuffed the small valerie on my pocket for later uses.
"Yah I'm heree" I skipped through where I see the bodyless Mario, hanged by his eye, oh wait there gonna dance now yeah? Walking to the side.
"Heaven, hell, or worse.." Narancia repeated, counting with his fingers.
"Heaven..."
"Hell..."
"Or worse!" He pointed at the head and started laughing, I chuckled to myself quietly, ah so funny how he would die later on.
"His name horoscope predicts! Something worse than hell for him!" Narancia laughs, turning o his radio, he made the music roll.
(JJBA music is like a drug addiction, prove me wrong)
"Vocal percussion on a whole nother level.. Coming from my mind.." Listening to the music, bobbing my head to this absolute banger, I hummed to myself, looking at narancia, first to dance.
