Trouble was brewing in the quaint little town of Morioh. It seemed like every week another woman went missing. But that's not important. What is important is that Josuke Higashikata, and his best friend Okuyasu Nijimura were broke. "Oi Josuke, we have no money, how we will buy Italian food now?" "I have no idea Okuyasu, the last time I asked my mother for money she told me to ask my father. I think you realize why that won't work." "Well what are we gonna do?" "Let's ask Koichi." But they couldn't because Koichi was in Italy with Jotaro visiting Josuke's great-uncle Giorno and his gang. Suddenly, Josuke had an idea. He called Koichi on his telephone. "Yo, Koichi, can you bring that one feminine gangstar back to Morioh with you, we want to teach him about Japanese culture." Koichi found nothing wrong with this request. After all, when had Josuke ever exploited anyone before.
A few days later, a boat arrived in Morioh. On that boat two men sailed, one 20 years old but with the stature of a five year old. Another was 19 and had the stature of a 16 year old anorexic girl. "So you know that social media website that recently emerged for streaming video games?" "Tritch?" "Yeah. We're going to use it to pimp out your nubile young body to thousands of horny gamer boys." "Fair enough." So they got to work. Okuyasu, being the horniest member of the team, was sent to buy clothing to enhance Narancia's charms. He decided on a repurposed Morioh Fighting Gold cheerleaders outfit. Josuke was sent to prepare the streaming area. This left Koichi and Narancia with the most important job: learn how to thot. It was a good thing Koichi had a weird friend who was an expert on this topic. "The trick is to always make you audience think that if they give you things, they might have a chance with you. Always make them think they're only a few dollars away from the coochie." Rohan might have been a deranged egomaniac, but he gave some pretty good advice. With all the preparations out of the way, OrangeGirl28 could begin his rise to popularity. Josuke got his Xbox 360, and taught Narancia how to play. He was terrible. It wouldn't actually matter as the gameplay took up about 4% of the screen.
A few hours in, and the donations had started to flow in. "Thanks GickenChamer for the $50," Narancia lilted in his sultriest voice. Rohan was right. You hang the coochie in front of them and they'll do just about anything to try and reach it. "Oh no, I dropped my pen," he gasped in mock surprise. This was obviously just an excuse for him to bend over and show off his ass. Gamer boys were easy to please, and that was what made them so exploitable.
By the end of the night, The Boys had made over $4440. They split it evenly, and agreed to never speak of it again. The only problem was that they had neglected to inform the rest of the world. Every now and then, people would ask Narancia on the streets, "Hey aren't you that OrangeGirl chick." He would reply by running away. Not because he didn't like the image, but because he was embarassed about how much he had enjoyed that night.
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FanfictionMy crackhead brain becoming my crackhead fingers. Everyone Lives AU {Yes Even The Villians} Except Angelo. He deserves no mercy. Use my board or DM me if you have any suggestions for future chapters.
