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"may i suggest sending out the chessmen?"
"no need, im sending out the deck now."
"one of them, or all seven?"
"no, only one. im sure theyll capture her for the boss."
"eh? who'd you send out?"
"wanna see?"
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"really, them? this early on in the game?"
"its best to get this done as fast as we can, so yes, i sent them to take care of the job."
"come on! thats overkill!"
"im sure the spade will do just fine, we dont even know if the bosses doll has a stand or not. spade card is best to be used as a little experiment first."
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the consistent beeping of your alarm clock snapped you out of your sleep, immediately putting you in a bad mood. in a bright red light, the clock read '8:30', the exhausting beeping not ending until you slammed your fist on the 'off' button. "mmmmnnghhh..." you groaned, rolling out of bed.
amelia was already up, playing with mister noodle and running him along the floor as if he was actually hopping. turning around and facing you, amelia grinned widely. "good morning mom! mister illuso wants to know when you're going on your date~"
you stretched and rubbed your eyes, "oh shit, thats right... you set me up on dates..... damn, that shits crazy.." you yawned.
you may have not been in your right mind since you had just woken up, but saying it outloud made something in you click. "wait... you sent me up on dates! damn it!"
shuffling over to the closet, amelia spoke again. "he wants to know if 9:30 is ok with you.."
"yeah yeah sure-" you hummed, sifting through your clothes only to pause. "9:30, thats in an hour!"
"yeah," she mumbled. "i was gonna wake you up, but mister illuso said to let you sleep because you looked adorable or something like that.."
with an irritated but flustered huff, you turned back to your closet and allowed [GOLDEN RULE] to manifest and handle your wardrobe for today. your stand looked at you expectantly, waiting to know the circumstances of the outfit you wanted to wear. "im going on a date, so make it casual but better than normal."
despite not having lungs, [GOLDEN RULE] seemed to have the wind knocked out of him as he inhaled sharply. "..w..who..."
pinching the bridge of your nose, you mumbled back "...illuso."
your stand scowled, even though it had no muscles or features to show it, " ....ew..."
"oh shut up, this was amelias fault so dont 'ew' me."
your stand snapped its head toward amelia, who could only nervously laugh and shrug her shoulders. "i know we had a thing going on, but we have to progress this somehow!" she stammered, making [GOLDEN RULE] just shake his head and go back to the closet.
after a moment, your stand threw a striped jumper at you, a matching striped belt to go with it. it was black and white, the sleeves stopped at the elbows and the pants ended at your ankles. while you slipped that on, golden rule also fished out some silver jewelry from his skull to match, some diamond earrings and a silver chain necklace. he wouldve made you wear gold, but it wouldnt have gone as good as silver and fashion means everything to your stand. looking yourself over in the mirror, you decided some low heels would top off your outfit perfectly. after strapping them on, you felt the look was complete, and oh boy, did you look fierce. "this looks great! just what i wanted, thank you goldie!" you squealed, turning around and hugging the rather large skeleton.
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