" ": You talking
' ': You thinking
* *: Narrator/Voice-off
Your POV:
*Stand user: Mario Zucchero
Stand: Soft Machine: -Power A
-Speed C
-Range E
-Durability A
-Precision C
-Potential E
Inception horn
It got wet too.*
Narancia: O- Ow ! Hey, look... Here ! Right here ! Look over here !
Fugo: Ahh... Yes, you have a bump... It's fairly big, I'd say.
Narancia: O- Ow ! It hurts ! Stop, stop ! Don't touch it !
Narancia: GODDAMN !! You bastard, you think you can get away with this ?! HUH ?! I have a damn bump on my head, now ! ASSHOLE !! I HOPE YOU'RE READY TO GET WHAT'S COMIN' TO YOU, AAAH ?!
"Mario Zucchero, residing in Rome... A roman gangster, you think ?"
Narancia: Take this ! And this !
Abbachio: Take this !
Fugo: Take this, you bastard !
Zucchero: Hmm !! Hmm !!
Mista: You know... Looks like you've been hit by the ocean spray over here. Anyway, what's that on your face... ? A piece of garbage ? Or a piece of seaweed ? Looks kind of like seaweed... But it could also be a torn piece of plastic or something. Hmmm...
Zucchero: Hmm !! Hmm !!
Mista: If it is garbage, then damn ! My heart's breaking ! that'd mean this beautiful ocean is being polluted, you know ? Can I take it off your face and have a closer look ?
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Vento del Destino (Male reader x Golden wind)
FanfictionA sleeping slave, that makes fate waver.