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Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

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^{Off-Broadway Rehearsal Studio — Bookstore}

^{Interactions: Bookstore Owner (NPC)}

Applause! A thunderous cheer, a pulsing excitement for the next act, a mass of playgoers all overjoyed by his performance—West McAllister could remember it so clearly. Watching from the sidelines, smiling from ear to ear, on one of the biggest stages in the world… And for a moment, he wants to live only in this part of the memory. The happy part. The part after just isn’t right. Everything had been going so right, why did it turn out wrong?

The leads… two incredible actors, and people he’d grown to consider his friends… murdered. During an intermission, when they were meant to be getting dressed, but had disappeared. The final acts of the play were about to begin, and they were nowhere in sight after that glorious performance. Instead, they were found dead. Feet chopped off, it was sick, it was all so sick—

“West? Hello? Lights?”

West snapped back into the present moment. He was standing on the side of the rehearsal stage as his new director stared at him with a death glare. The actors onstage all looked at him with traces of concern.

“Oh, right—sorry! I’m on it!” West said cheerily, and even in his mistake, all worries about the past slipped quickly behind a smile. He got to work, quickly coordinating with lighting and cueing them for this moment in the play. The director shook his head muttering something West couldn’t hear, and rehearsal continued smoothly.

After that incident on opening night, the play was canceled under controversy and paranoia. The Cobbler was on the loose in New York City, and some folks shared rumors that West was involved in the serial killings, people saying he was some psycho director from a cult coming to NYC to kill. Most people didn’t believe those lies, but superstition was superstition. West’s reputation was tarnished as he went from a Broadway director to an Off-Broadway stage manager… But at least he was still in theater, working his heart out!

These early morning rehearsals had been intense, but thankfully West was a morning person. Besides that one slip-up, he was fully awake, moving quickly behind stage, coordinating with lighting, set, props, and costumes, greeting everyone he saw with a smile and twinkle in his eyes. He moved with grace. Commanding yet always sweet, leading the crew yet still being part of the machine.

“Let’s keep it moving folks!”
“Keep it up Todd, excellent delivery so far on that last scene!”
“That was a hilarious ad-lib, they should really re-write that into the script.”
“Ruth, don’t forget the cue to move the back section of that set piece! … Yes, that one! Perfect.”

It was hard to juggle the role of a stage manager, but he had help. And as he exchanged conversation, a flash of green invisible to the average person’s eye was reaching behind him, pulling things in place. The tentacles of Hierophant Green, his beloved Stand, a helper who let him multitask to the max.

Around brunch time, they had time to take a break. While many of the crew went to grab a meal together at a diner next door, West told him he’d join them next time, and headed down the street. He still couldn’t get his mind off the past and needed to clear his head. He dodged cabs, smiled at cute dogs being walked, and tossed a couple of coins in the hat of a terrible guitarist busking on the side of the road.

“You’re doing amazing!” He said, and the man grinned back at him, continuing to play a bad rendition of Wonderwall. Even though the man on the curb had a lack of skill and other New Yorkers were annoyed by him, West saw that he was still brave enough to perform at all, and West admired that.

There was a bookstore nearby the theater that he’d been frequenting these past few weeks. It was calm, quaint, the perfect place to sit and read and forget about psycho killers in the streets of the Big Apple. He walked in and heard the bell chime. After a few moments perusing the bestsellers, West looked for the bookstore owner, someone he’d had a few polite conversations with before. With his signature smile, West waved and smiled at the bookseller at the front desk.

“Hello, my friend! It’s me again. How are you? I’m looking for a particular book… Something to relax the mind…”

Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

Since some of the murders in our backstories were presumably made by the serial killer stand, is there anything our characters should already know anything about the killer or how they kill? So that we can be on the same page about describing the crimes so far

Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

What do you guys think about a discord sever for this rp?

@Eviledd1984

I'd be down for a Discord server! Like Lewascan said, OOC convos are just more efficient there

Pizza Tower: THE RPG

I've never heard of Pizza Tower before this, but I am INTRIGUED and def interested in possibly joining

Gotham Knights: A Batman RP [Cancelled]

At this point, I'm considering cancelling this game, as 'm feeling quite frustrated with this.

@Fingal

Yeah, I feel you there. Sorry to see that this one lost steam. If you end up canceling, just wanted to say that I had fun playing as Cass even if it was only for a bit! Really dug the concept of this rp and wish that it could've gone further. And while I'd love to keep playing as Cass, if the rest of the Bat-family isn't available then it's a bit tough to keep running unless you wanted to do a 1x1.

Gotham Knights: A Batman RP [Cancelled]

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^{Abandoned Dockyards - South Island}

^{Interactions: Robin - @KaliW}

Cassandra heard the sound of hissing gas and the shouts of surprise. The attack was on. She gave Robin a nod, then lept into action. She knew it would be dangerous to jump into the fray, but when was Gotham ever not dangerous? They couldn't let Sea Fox get a hold of more of these materials. They needed to act now. So Cassandra quickly made sure the gas mask under her Black Bat face mask was secure, then lept from the building down to the fire escape, then jumped onto the side of the warehouse's window. She had scouted this window earlier and found that she could open it easily.

Carefully, she looked inside, then once she saw a quick view through, she pulled the window open and slipped into the upper level of the building, moving like a shadow to avoid detection, her black outfit blending into the shadows of boxes and shelves. Robin would follow his own path. She needed to get eyes above, scope the situation and the Sea Fox crew, then take them down efficiently. She moved quiet, trying to get a view of the intruders.

Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

West McAllister (Hierophant Green)

W E S T

West McAllister || 23 years old || New York City, USA || Theatrical Virtuoso || Hierophant Green

Gender: Male

Ability: Stand User

Appearance:

West is a lean, pale-skinned man of average height—5’9 to be exact. He has green hair that flows in wavy tufts, purple eyes, a thin nose, and a seemingly ever-present grin on his face. He has a range of outfits. Sometimes, he wears quite extravagant clothing: frilly uniform-like garbs, formal suits, or flowy outfits in theme with the production he is running at the moment. Other times, he wears minimalist outfits consisting of all black, so he can blend in behind stage. In casual everyday life, however, he can be seen wearing simple preppy clothing, such as sweaters, polos, button-ups, slacks, and leather shoes.

Personality:

West is a force of enthusiasm, a naturally sociable individual who seeks to connect with others and uplift them. Call it naivete, or call it genuine kindheartedness, even in the streets of the Big Apple, West manages to move forward through each with a smile on his face and a song in his heart. He’s the type of person who enjoys making friends with strangers and forming deep bonds with others, rather than simply networking for material or social advancement. Besides being open and friendly, West can be dramatic and theatrical, sometimes obnoxiously so, cracking jokes, humming, and just moving through life with a bit too much pep in his step.

However, just because he’s happy-go-lucky most of the time, doesn’t mean he’s a dolt. While rarely too selfish, he has a handle on his charisma and does know how to use his suave or leadership skills to his advantage when he needs to. He’s great at reading people’s body language and emotions, with excellent observational habits. He’s well-organized, sometimes even to a fault, becoming somewhat of a control freak. Plus, when those he cares about are hurt or threatened, he can be put into a furious rage. He has a deep love for the innocents and for those he trusts and will sacrifice himself to protect others or the common good.

Furthermore, despite his dramatic, personable demeanor, he has incredible stage fright. Although he can talk to people with ease, and navigates the theater with complete confidence, as soon as he tries to take on a character and act in front of an audience, he completely and utterly breaks down, his fight-or-flight instincts kicking in, the result of some sort of irrational, psychological trauma of some sort.

Backstory:

West always wanted to perform onstage, dreaming of becoming a broadway actor performing in the greatest city in the world. He grew up in a strict commune, raised by cult-like religious fanatics, and never got the chance to try acting. Yet he would sneak away at night to catch shows in a nearby community theater, enthralled by the stage. As soon as he was old enough to fend for himself, he ran away from home and headed for Broadway, hoping to become a starving actor, an artiste amongst others more supportive. And after months of working odd jobs, networking, and trying to get a shot in a play, he made it.

However, in this first production, he quickly found that he had debilitating stage fright. He floundered on stage, he stuttered his lines, and no matter how convincing or passionate his deliveries were alone, something just didn’t click once the audiences began to perceive him in character.

At first, he was devastated. But with nowhere left to go, he devoted all of his energy into mastering every other facet of theater, working his way through backstage as a man of many hats—lights, sound, props, costumes, dance, and even stage-combat skills. This is when he discovered that he had a Stand called Hierophant Green. He took this long-range manipulator as a blessing, quickly using it as a one-man crew. With Hierophant Green’s countless tendrils, he could control the stage, adjusting layouts or sound dials from a distance. In everything but being actually in the spotlight, he sought to be perfect. If he couldn’t be a star, he would do his best to make others shine brighter than he ever could, and people began to notice his skill.

Eventually, he found his way to become one of the youngest directors on Broadway. He was a well-liked, versatile young talent in the business, and this was his big shot at making history. But on opening night, the two leads were found dead, killed in the final act. After that, West was shaken, and for some reason, a rumor was going around that it was all his fault—some sick plan to gain more attention. The show was shut down, and his reputation was ruined.

While most people didn’t believe the rumors, West knew things wouldn’t be the same. Now, he is staging a much smaller production off-broadway in NYC. He still is sociable and friendly to all, but there is a part of him that mourns those actors and what his production could have been. West smiles, but deep down, he knows he cannot rest until he finds that killer.

Misc: None.

Stand Sheet:

Name: Hierophant Green

Namesake: The Hierophant (tarot card)

Stand Type

Physical Description: Hierophant Green is a humanoid Stand with green skin and light-colored pieces of armor all over its body that look mechanical in aesthetic. Its body can unravel in tentacles of varying size and connection.

Personality: The Stand does not typically emote and only speaks when its user uses it to. West will sometimes endow his Stand with a performative, dramatic personality, however, pretending it is a marionette or even his dance partner.

Stand Stats:

Destructive Power: C

Range: A

Speed: B

Durability: B

Precision: C

Development Potential: D

Abilities: Hierophant Green is a stand specialized in fighting at a distance, able to unravel its body into incredibly-long tentacles or rope-like formations. These uncoiled strings that makeup its body can be used to detect movements, sense those that touch it, or even control others by sliding into their body and manipulating their anatomy. Hierophant Green can also unleash a storm of energy through emerald-like projections, in an attack known as “Emerald Splash”. The blast has a high range and fires out with shotgun-like dispersion.

Misc: None.

Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

@Lewascan2
Oh wow, you're right. That's pretty cool! It should make for a very complex group dynamic. Exciting stuff!

Big Trouble In The Big Apple: A JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Roleplay. (CLOSED)

@Eviledd1984
Just finished my sheet! Lmk if I should adjust stuff

West McAllister

W E S T

West McAllister || 23 years old || New York City, USA || Theatrical Virtuoso || Hierophant Green

Gender: Male

Ability: Stand User

Appearance:

West is a lean, pale-skinned man of average height—5’9 to be exact. He has green hair that flows in wavy tufts, purple eyes, a thin nose, and a seemingly ever-present grin on his face. He has a range of outfits. Sometimes, he wears quite extravagant clothing: frilly uniform-like garbs, formal suits, or flowy outfits in theme with the production he is running at the moment. Other times, he wears minimalist outfits consisting of all black, so he can blend in behind stage. In casual everyday life, however, he can be seen wearing simple preppy clothing, such as sweaters, polos, button-ups, slacks, and leather shoes.

Personality:

West is a force of enthusiasm, a naturally sociable individual who seeks to connect with others and uplift them. Call it naivete, or call it genuine kindheartedness, even in the streets of the Big Apple, West manages to move forward through each with a smile on his face and a song in his heart. He’s the type of person who enjoys making friends with strangers and forming deep bonds with others, rather than simply networking for material or social advancement. Besides being open and friendly, West can be dramatic and theatrical, sometimes obnoxiously so, cracking jokes, humming, and just moving through life with a bit too much pep in his step.

However, just because he’s happy-go-lucky most of the time, doesn’t mean he’s a dolt. While rarely too selfish, he has a handle on his charisma and does know how to use his suave or leadership skills to his advantage when he needs to. He’s great at reading people’s body language and emotions, with excellent observational habits. He’s well-organized, sometimes even to a fault, becoming somewhat of a control freak. Plus, when those he cares about are hurt or threatened, he can be put into a furious rage. He has a deep love for the innocents and for those he trusts and will sacrifice himself to protect others or the common good.

Furthermore, despite his dramatic, personable demeanor, he has incredible stage fright. Although he can talk to people with ease, and navigates the theater with complete confidence, as soon as he tries to take on a character and act in front of an audience, he completely and utterly breaks down, his fight-or-flight instincts kicking in, the result of some sort of irrational, psychological trauma of some sort.

Backstory:

West always wanted to perform onstage, dreaming of becoming a broadway actor performing in the greatest city in the world. He grew up in a strict commune, raised by cult-like religious fanatics, and never got the chance to try acting. Yet he would sneak away at night to catch shows in a nearby community theater, enthralled by the stage. As soon as he was old enough to fend for himself, he ran away from home and headed for Broadway, hoping to become a starving actor, an artiste amongst others more supportive. And after months of working odd jobs, networking, and trying to get a shot in a play, he made it.

However, in this first production, he quickly found that he had debilitating stage fright. He floundered on stage, he stuttered his lines, and no matter how convincing or passionate his deliveries were alone, something just didn’t click once the audiences began to perceive him in character.

At first, he was devastated. But with nowhere left to go, he devoted all of his energy into mastering every other facet of theater, working his way through backstage as a man of many hats—lights, sound, props, costumes, dance, and even stage-combat skills. This is when he discovered that he had a Stand called Hierophant Green. He took this long-range manipulator as a blessing, quickly using it as a one-man crew. With Hierophant Green’s countless tendrils, he could control the stage, adjusting layouts or sound dials from a distance. In everything but being actually in the spotlight, he sought to be perfect. If he couldn’t be a star, he would do his best to make others shine brighter than he ever could, and people began to notice his skill.

Eventually, he found his way to become one of the youngest directors on Broadway. He was a well-liked, versatile young talent in the business, and this was his big shot at making history. But on opening night, the two leads were found dead, killed in the final act. After that, West was shaken, and for some reason, a rumor was going around that it was all his fault—some sick plan to gain more attention. The show was shut down, and his reputation was ruined.

While most people didn’t believe the rumors, West knew things wouldn’t be the same. Now, he is staging a much smaller production off-broadway in NYC. He still is sociable and friendly to all, but there is a part of him that mourns those actors and what his production could have been. West smiles, but deep down, he knows he cannot rest until he finds that killer.

Misc: None.

Stand Sheet:

Name: Hierophant Green

Namesake: The Hierophant (tarot card)

Stand Type

Physical Description: Hierophant Green is a humanoid Stand with green skin and light-colored pieces of armor all over its body that look mechanical in aesthetic. Its body can unravel in tentacles of varying size and connection.

Personality: The Stand does not typically emote and only speaks when its user uses it to. West will sometimes endow his Stand with a performative, dramatic personality, however, pretending it is a marionette or even his dance partner.

Stand Stats:

Destructive Power: C

Range: A

Speed: B

Durability: B

Precision: C

Development Potential: D

Abilities: Hierophant Green is a stand specialized in fighting at a distance, able to unravel its body into incredibly-long tentacles or rope-like formations. These uncoiled strings that makeup its body can be used to detect movements, sense those that touch it, or even control others by sliding into their body and manipulating their anatomy. Hierophant Green can also unleash a storm of energy through emerald-like projections, in an attack known as “Emerald Splash”. The blast has a high range and fires out with shotgun-like dispersion.

Misc: None.

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West McAllister

W E S T

West McAllister || 23 years old || New York City, USA || Theatrical Virtuoso || Hierophant Green

Gender: Male

Ability: Stand User

Appearance:

West is a lean, pale-skinned man of average height—5’9 to be exact. He has green hair that flows in wavy tufts, purple eyes, a thin nose, and a seemingly ever-present grin upon his face. He has a range of outfits. Sometimes, he wears quite extravagant clothing: frilly uniform-like garbs, formal suits, or flowy outfits in theme with the production he is running at the moment. Other times, he wears minimalist outfits consisting of all black, so he can blend in behind stage. In casual everyday life, however, he can be seen wearing simple preppy clothing, such as sweaters, polos, button-ups, slacks, and leather shoes.

Personality:

West is a force of enthusiasm, a naturally sociable individual who seeks to connect with others and uplift them. Call it naivete, or call it genuine kindheartedness, even in the streets of the Big Apple, West manages to move forward through each with a smile on his face and a song in his heart. He’s the type of person who enjoys making friends with strangers and forming deep bonds with others, rather than simply networking for material or social advancement. Besides being open and friendly, West can be dramatic and theatrical, sometimes obnoxiously so, cracking jokes, humming, and just moving through life with a bit too much pep in his step.

However, just because he’s happy-go-lucky most of the time, doesn’t mean he’s a dolt. While rarely too selfish, he has a handle on his charisma and does know how to use his suave or leadership skills to his advantage when he needs to. He’s great at reading people’s body language and emotions, with excellent observational habits. He’s well-organized, sometimes even to a fault, becoming somewhat of a control freak. Plus, when those he cares about are hurt or threatened, he can be put into a furious rage. He has a deep love for the innocents and for those he trusts and will sacrifice himself to protect others or the common good.

Furthermore, despite his dramatic, personable demeanor, he has incredible stage fright. Although he can talk to people with ease, and navigates the theater with complete confidence, as soon as he tries to take on a character and act in front of an audience, he completely and utterly breaks down, his fight-or-flight instincts kicking in, the result of some sort of irrational, psychological trauma of some sort.

Backstory:

West always wanted to perform onstage, dreaming of becoming a broadway actor performing in the greatest city in the world. He grew up in a strict commune, raised by cult-like religious fanatics, and never got the chance to try acting. Yet he would sneak away at night to catch shows in a nearby community theater, enthralled by the stage. As soon as he was old enough to fend for himself, he ran away from home and headed for Broadway, hoping to become a starving actor, an artiste amongst others more supportive. And after months of working odd jobs, networking, and trying to get a shot in a play, he made it.

However, in this first production, he quickly found that he had debilitating stage fright. He floundered on stage, he stuttered his lines, and no matter how convincing or passionate his deliveries were alone, something just didn’t click once the audiences began to perceive him in character.

At first, he was devastated. But with nowhere left to go, he devoted all of his energy into mastering every other facet of theater, working his way through backstage as a man of many hats—lights, sound, props, costumes, dance, and even stage-combat skills. This is when he discovered that he had a Stand called Hierophant Green. He took this long-range manipulator as a blessing, quickly using it as a one-man crew. With Hierophant Green’s countless tendrils, he could control the stage, adjusting layouts or sound dials from a distance. In everything but being actually in the spotlight, he sought to be perfect. If he couldn’t be a star, he would do his best to make others shine brighter than he ever could, and people began to notice his skill.

Eventually, he found his way to become one of the youngest directors on Broadway. He was a well-liked, versatile young talent in the business, and this was his big shot at making history. But on opening night, the two leads were found dead, killed in the final act. After that, West was shaken, and for some reason, a rumor was going around that it was all his fault—some sick plan to gain more attention. The show was shut down, and his reputation was ruined.

While most people didn’t believe the rumors, West knew things wouldn’t be the same. Now, he is staging a much smaller production off-broadway in NYC. He still is sociable and friendly to all, but there is a part of him that mourns those actors and what his production could have been. West smiles, but deep down, he knows he cannot rest until he finds that killer.

Misc: None.

Stand Sheet:

Name: Hierophant Green

Namesake: The Hierophant (tarot card)

Stand Type

Physical Description: Hierophant Green is a humanoid Stand with green skin and light-colored pieces of armor all over its body that look mechanical in aesthetic. Its body can unravel in tentacles of varying size and connection.

Personality: The Stand does not typically emote and only speaks when its user uses it to. West will sometimes endow his Stand with a performative, dramatic personality, however, pretending it is a marionette or even his dance partner.

Stand Stats:

Destructive Power: C

Range: A

Speed: B

Durability: B

Precision: C

Development Potential: D

Abilities: Hierophant Green is a stand specialized in fighting at a distance, able to unravel its body into incredibly-long tentacles or rope-like formations. These uncoiled strings that make up it’s body can be used to detect movements, sense those that touch it, or even control others by sliding into their body and manipulating their anatomy. Hierophant Green can also unleash a storm of energy in the form of emerald-like projections, in an attack known as “Emerald Splash”. The blast has a high range and fires out with shotgun-like dispersion.

Misc: None.