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The year is 2019. The grass is greener, the birds chirp, and the world is coming to a end. It’s not with a bang or a boom or a explosion, but with a quiet snuff.
In the wake of the new world, are new people, new rules, and new surroundings. Building over align with each other, memories and events merge and unmerge from each other, people disappear and then reappear from existence.
The world has come to a end.
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You are now REVOLVER OCELOT. You are a cold hearted solider, forged by the harshest and toughness training Mother Russia has given you.
As if now, you are traveling through the lands and region of Texas. Ain’t nothing but a whole desert out here.
Just a few days ago, you had just betrayed SOLIDUS SNAKE and a couple more people. In fact, betraying people is kinda like your poison. Had things gone according to your plan, you would have gone to go kill all the Patriots.
Unfortunately, the world has come to an end.
Now you are left to trend through endless patches of sand and cactus.
REVOLVER OCELOT, right hand over his eyes: “Be quiet…”
Your boots shuffle and drag through the grains of sand underneath. You use your hand to cover the blistering sun from above the sky. A long walk awaits you.
You have a feeling it will be a long day.
REVOLVER OCELOT: “Stop talking.”
?: “I beg your pardon?”
REVOLVER OCELOT, annoyed: “I didn’t mean you. You…You talk way too much.”
As you continue to walk, a figure slips past you.
REVOLVER OCELOT: “?!”
LIQUID SNAKE appears to you, as his left hand wraps around your shoulder. He is a very arrogant man up until his death. And as you, the sole survivor of the SHADOW MOSES INCIDENT, needed an hand, LIQUID SNAKE had a perfectly good hand lying around.
Unfortunately, fate intends to toy with you. He is a ghost invisible to everyone but you.
Your right hand shakes a little, a warning sign of LIQUID SNAKE possessing your body again.
LIQUID SNAKE: “Ocelot, has the times caught up to you…? Have you finally writhed and dried out?”
LIQUID SNAKE: “It’s quite a lot to take all this in. Now if you’d—“
You turn your eyes away, averting your gaze.
REVOLVER OCELOT: “Get out of my head, Liquid!—“
You snarl at the hallucination in front of you. In response, LIQUID SNAKE lets out a exhale, it’s not like he can breathe anymore.
LIQUID SNAKE: “Must you be so persistent?”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “As a matter of fact, I can be. I thought you’d learn a thing or two about me in our days in FOXHOUND.”
LIQUID SNAKE, scowling: “Not enough, apparently……”
LIQUID SNAKE seems to be passive enough for now. You determine it must be because you’re in the middle of a desert.
In all honesty, you’ve been walking through this desert for a hour. There’s been no sight or sound of a nearby town. At best, it’ll take a couple more hours to reach a small town. At worst…A week or more.
You’d prefer to walk forward with the best option in mind, but if worst comes to worst, you’ll be ready.
One time, while you were still a rookie in such a young age, you spent weeks surviving on merely water, no food around. You can still recall the bittercold that ached at your boots.
The old days of your youth, you shrug it off.
And throughout your walking, you pause as your eyes see a bolb of shapes.
REVOLVER OCELOT: “Ah.”
You made it to a town.
You push open the doors to the ROOST SALOON. The saloon you’re expecting looks very different. It looks as if there’s been revisions going on. You suspect that it’s due to all this ‘new world.’
You try to ignore the fuzzy music sounds, music that you can’t quite understand, as it sounds as pure gibberish to you.
You walk up to counter. There, a teal bird is waiting for the next customer, you.
(You do realize in a second that this bird is actually a rock dove, or better known as a pigeon. Go figure, you.)
BREWSTER: “What will it be, coo……”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “Those rooms upstairs, how much does it cost to rent one for the night?”
BREWSTER, cleaning a cup: “You’ll have to talk Tom Nook about that, coo…”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “And where can I find him?”
?: “Ah! Yes, yes, over here!”
In the bar, sitting on a stool, is what appears to be a raccoon with a green argyle sweater on waving to you.
LIQUID SNAKE: “That’s a tanuki…”
LIQUID SNAKE sneers at you in your head.
You ignore it, and oblige to sit next to TOM NOOK. Thankfully, a stool was conveniently empty right next to the animal.
TOM NOOK: “I see you’ve traveled quite a long way…I do apologize for that, we’re still trying to work around the desert plot we’ve gotten ourselves stuck in.”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “No need for apologies. I’m only here to stay a night.”
TOM NOOK: “Tired, yes?”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “More like I need a place before I continue. How much will it cost?”
TOM NOOK: “500 Bells.”
You take a quick look back.
REVOLVER OCELOT: “Bells?”
TOM NOOK: “Yes, that’s our town currency!”
REVOLVER OCELOT: “I see……”
TOM NOOK, ears down: “…I see you do not have Bells…”
REVOLVER OCELOT, beginning to pull back his seat: “I’ll look elsewhere. I won’t—“
TOM NOOK: “I’ll give you the room for free tonight.”
A sudden freeze in the moment. A silence in this weird little cafe-saloon mixture…
TOM NOOK: “That is…if you’re willing to do a couple of jobs tomorrow…yes?”
Notes:
idk what im doing enjoy the fic
Chapter Text
春の海
ひねもすのたり
のたりかな
古池や
蛙飛び込む
水の音
菜の花や
月は東に
日は西に
閑けさや
岩にしみいる
蝉の声
目には青葉 山ほとゝぎす はつ松魚
The year is 2011. TOKYO and all of JAPAN is in danger.
A villainous alien group called the DECEPTICONS have started their evil plan of taking over the world. Their first nation they have sights on is JAPAN.
Now all of JAPAN fears for their lives.
But a hero shall arise to stand against the evil DECEPTICONS.
A magical girl known as STAR PLATINUM.
Hear and listen to the tale of how STAR PLATINUM saved JAPAN.
You are now JOTARO KUJO. A few days ago, quite a very long time ago, you just slain down DIO in CAIRO, EGYPT. You were just coming to go back home to your mother, HOLLY KUJO.
You are JOTARO KUJO, and you know something’s off with JAPAN.
MOM: “I made eggs, Jotaro! Eat up!”
Your ‘mother’ isn’t actually your mother. She
JOTARO KUJO: “I’m not hungry.”
MOM, grabbing the plate of eggs: “Okay! Have a fun day at school!”
Your ‘mom’, without batting a eye, throws the eggs away. Not even bothering to give you another glance.
She doesn’t even bother to mimic your real mother’s voice.
You know this is a work of a STAND USER.
You quickly take your leave, walking out your house.
TOKYO HIGH JUMP HIGH SCHOOL
Something’s even happened with the name of your school, and the people. The crowd of girls that surrounded you are now gone, so are the people who’ve tried to fight you.
You’ve made it to your locker. (You don’t remember when you had a locked. Again, that STAND USER could be up to this.)
Your locker is filled to the brim with letters of confessions. Confessions of which you will not be returning back.
GIRL IN LOVE 1: “There he is!”
BOY IN LOVE 1: “The delinquent we all know and love!”
GIRL IN LOVE 2: “Oh Jotaro-kun!~ There you are!”
You grumble underneath your breath. Of course, they’re here. In no less than ten seconds, there’s a whole flock of girls and boys surrounding you.
GIRL IN LOVE 3: “Jotaro, I want to sit with you at lunch!”
BOY IN LOVE 2: “No, I want to!”
GIRL IN LOVE 3: “No, I want to do, please Jotaro senpai!”
BOY IN LOVE 2: “No, Jotaro-chan…I want to, not her! Pick me!”
You clutch up your fist. You would have tolerated this after your trip to CAIRO, you were appreciative of a bit more life after everything AVDOL, KAKYOIN, and IGGY did. You, unfortunately, can’t tolerate this.
JOTARO KUJO: “Fuck off!”
You quickly pick up your pace, walking far away as you can. The more you walk ahead, the more they seem urger to catch up to you.
BOY IN LOVE 4: “Jotaro-chan! Come back!”
GIRL IN LOVE 4: “Jotaro-kun, come back!!!”
You’ve arrived to your class. Your teacher doesn’t acknowledge you in the slightest. There’s not a single hint of acknowledgment from any of your peers ever.
You’ve decided that enough was enough.
You walk out the classroom. Screw school. You’ll find the STAND USER behind all of this and everything will go back to normal.
If that STAND USER hurt your mother in the slightest, they’ll—
?: “Watch out of that puddle.”
You stop in your tracks. While in your anger-filled state, you barely noticed a puddle of water coming your way.
Thankfully, your shoes have only briefly touched it. Secondly, at least you didn’t trip and fall.
?: “You should be more careful.”
You turn to your left, there, standing near the stairs, is a girl.
A girl who is far too short to be a high schooler.
JOTARO KUJO: “You’re not a student.”
You tell her.
?: “You’re correct. Don’t worry, they won’t detain me or force me to leave the school. We’re safe for a couple of seconds.”
You raise an eyebrow. Then, you feel the ground begin to shake all around you.
Immediately, you run to grab her arm and pull her to your side.
JOTARO KUJO: “STAR PLATINUM!”
Your STAND forms and surrounds you and the girl as the school shakes and roof falls down. Debris falls all around you, the only safe spot is the area where STAR PLATINUM is protecting you.
And once it’s all done, once it’s all come down, you can see the bright, blue sky.
?: “There…”
The girl points up to a figure in the sky. To anyone else, it looks like a normal airplane, but within seconds, it moves and starts to transform.
Then, the Decepticon speaks.
SKYWARP: “Isn’t that a surprise…Starscream tells me to take care of a school and I blown everything up…expect for two organics.”
He peers down at you, then to the girl. STAR PLATINUM comes to your side, ready.
SKYWARP lets out a laugh that echoes throughout the air.
SKYWARP: “YOU’RE Star Platinum…?! Oh…This will be FUN.”
Notes:
japan is so okatu so awesome so kawaii
it’s a place where any hero arises from. so that’s what im doing