JoJo\'s Bizarre Furry RP

[Rayleonarde]

A few miles later, Jayce leaned his head out the window. The quiet chittering coming from his engine hadn’t worried him until the acrid black smoke poured from the venting on either side of the engine block.
“Wuh-oh. Gonna have to stop, everyone. Looks like she’s had it for the night.”
He guided the metal beast to the shoulder of the road just as the engine gave up. Both raccoons hopped out of the vehicle and meandered to the front. They shared a worried look before the hood popped open.
Rolling clouds of inky black smoke billowed out, temporarily blinding Ray and Jayce. As it cleared, Jayce groaned and Ray started nervously wringing his paws. “Not good.”
“No, Ray. It ain’t good.”
The engine block, during the cross-car chaos, had cracked beneath the fighting. A piston had neatly lodged itself into the hood, and a belt had broken and torn the supercharger right off. 

[SadDubwool]

Red had made his way to the front with them and had witnessed the condition under the hood "Damnit!" He said before crossing his arms and sighing "We're sitting ducks. I don't think there's a town nearby either...Hrghhhhh..." He brimmed his hat and breathed through his nose "Before opening one of his eyes and looking at a couple of railroad tracks "Hey Hey Hey!" Red said as his interest piqued "If the car is a goner we can hitch a train to Detroit either that or I can check up with Shivali to see if she has camping gear for us to use"

Shivali had managed to patch up Daryl's hand just as the car had stopped both of them got out and had sat at the side of the road close to the car, Exclamation had brought her lanky body out of the car too and was wiggling her fingers as she pilfered some useless items from the bed

Shivali-:Although I do have camping gear I don't think it'd be enough for all of us to sleep comfortably.

Daryl-: Eh, I'm not a stranger to roughing it in situations like this....

Shivali grabbed a couple more balls and smacked them against the ground which spawned neatly packed camping gear

[Hunter568]

Sergei clambered out of the truck and joined the rest of them, looking at the engine's state dismally. Then, his face lit up with an idea. "Hey wait, isn't Ray's stand able to fix things? Could he maybe repair this for us?" he asked hopefully.

They'd seen the raccoon fix splintered metal before, anyway. The damage here was a bit more complicated, but maybe it was still doable, he wondered.

[Rayleonarde]

“Ray’s Stand,” Jayce started, placing his paws over Ray’s ears. “Is a temperamental beast. It-ep, he. He only listens to Ray out of pity. ‘Sides, Ray hasn’t seen the engine in a while. Y’see, Once pulls up reality as Ray sees it. In terms of Stands, it’s the single most powerful and dangerous thing I’ve seen. Poor Ray can’t use the Stand to its fullest. Perhaps that’s a good thing, the fates decided.” He removed his paws from Ray’s ears and looked his brother in the eye.
“Ray? Y’think you can fix the car?”
Ray began rapping his knuckles together as he inspected the engine. He peered deep at the twisted metal, but didn’t say anything.
Jayce took a cautious step back, motioning the others to do the same. “He’s thinking about it, give him room.”

[SadDubwool]

Red watched with the others and stuffed his right hand in his pocket. He couldn't help but wonder what Once could do if it wasn't tied to somebody like Ray, He's met his fair share of terrifyingly powerful stands held back by their user but nothing came close to the applications Once had, It could possibly rival AHWNN in pure destructive power yet Red had only seen it used to return items to their original state so he couldn't even gauge what Ray could do with it at it's full potential.

[Hunter568]

Sergei stepped back and gave Ray some room as Jayce had requested. He thought about what Jayce had said, how Once could have a seemingly infinite number of applications if his user was a little more...competent. Being able to return something to a previous state, that went far beyond just fixing damaged items. Once could be an infinitely powerful medic, able to heal wounds perfectly and render his allies practically invincible. Or he could likely use his powers almost as a form of time travel, perhaps rendering an entire field of battle into a previous state, forcing his enemies back to the positions they'd occupied before. It was an incredible ability.

A shame they wouldn't be able to fully use it. He looked over at Ray, watching as the raccoon muttered to himself and stared at the broken engine. He wondered how Ray would even fend for himself if he didn't have Jayce protecting him. And he wondered if Ray would ever be able to truly control his stand....

Not that Sergei could complain much. As a stand user new to combat, his own abilities weren't exactly stellar. "Well? Do you think he's gonna be able to help us out?" he asked Jayce, anxious to be on the road again. They were too vulnerable right now, open to any bounty hunter that came calling.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray reached out to the wrecked engine, and Once reached with him.
“Fix.”
The Stand gripped both ends of the engine and forced the thing back into a state of normalcy. Light bloomed from the engine as parts began righting themselves. Finally, Once drew the rogue piston from its new home and returned it to the engine.
Satisfied, Ray simply shuffled towards the car door, aiming to pop inside.


It only lasted a moment.
The engine unleashed a horrible groan as it quickly fell apart. The piston that once rested in the engine shot out like a missile, as the entire assembly split asunder.
Jayce sighed and brought an unlit cigarette to his lips. “That’s that, then. Ray, bud.” Jayce stopped his brother with a gentle paw on the shoulder. “Car’s done. We’re walking, methinks.”
Lighting the cigarette, Jayce started down the road with Ray in tow, the glow of the cigarette like an amber beacon.

[SadDubwool]

Red watched with a surprised look before he slowly shifted to an unamused expression as the engine ended up even worse off then before, Red motioned for the group to follow as he brimmed his hat with his left hand "Let's get moving before we get attacked by the next hunter" and with that the entire group followed Jayce and Ray down the road to Michigan as morning slowly shifted to noon

[Hunter568]

Sergei felt a deep weariness welling up inside him. His paws were sore, and his eyelids drooped. Walking and walking and walking for the better part of the day, with no breaks, was taking its toll. But they couldn't stop or slow down, not without risking another fearsome hunter catching up to them.

Despite himself, he felt a growing resentment toward Ray. He knew it was unreasonable to expect so much from so unstable a person, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel frustrated by the way things had turned out. If only Ray were able to use his own abilities to their potential, they'd still have their vehicle. They'd be not only less tired and weary, but safer from attacks. He felt himself constantly looking over his shoulder for the next assault, now. It wasn't until they lost the truck that he realized how much safer it had made him feel.

Looking up at the sky, he saw that it was about noon. He called up the line in front of him, "Hey, how far are we from the next town? Anyone got a map?" At this point Sergei would be fine with any little podunk roadside village they could find. Even some truckstop would be better than nothing. He just wanted somewhere more protected where they could maybe rest for a few hours.

[Rayleonarde]

Jayce shook his head, shaking the ash from his cigarette. "Well...if memory serves, we're about three hours outta town. Now, that's with my leadfoot to consider, so I'm thinkin' nigh on four-hundred miles outta town. Next closest city's another two hours away."
Ray stopped dead in his tracks. "Feet hurt. Tired." Jayce exhaled deeply, smoke billowing from his nose. "Ray's right. We were in a pretty nasty fight and a pretty long car ride. Let's set up camp and rest. I'll take first watch, Ray can take second."

[Hunter568]

"Set up camp? Right here next to the road?" Sergei asked, nervously. This seemed like it would leave them far too exposed for his liking.

"If we're gonna camp for a while and rest, we should get ourselves off the road first. Let's head into the woods a little ways," he suggested.

[SadDubwool]

"Fine." Red said as he made his way off and into the back woods area, rustling through the brush before finding a relatively nice cleared patch of ground and motioning for Shivali to toss him the camping gear she has summoned

[Hunter568]

Sergei followed Red into the trees and joined him in the clearing. He addressed the rest of the group. "I'll be happy to take the watch after Ray. I'm too on edge to get much sleep anyway, I just want to sit down and rest my feet," he said.

When Shivali tossed over the camping gear, he got to work busily assembling the tents and distributing bedrolls. Throwing himself into the camp's set up was just another way to distract himself from how vulnerable it felt to be travelling on foot.

[SadDubwool]

Red was also working on setting up the camp site that'd end up being their first rest stop on this long journey. He hoped that the rest of the day would go smoothly enough for them to get a day of rest and a night of shut-eye and after an hour or two of setting up the tents and some extra widgets that Shivali had spawned he looked up at the sky to gauge the time.

He managed to figure that the sun was at a 45 degree angle relative to the group and said

"It's about... 3:00 pm, Friends. Let's see if we can gather fire wood and get some rest because I'm sure we'll need it" After this short interjection Red slowly took off his jacket and turtleneck which left him in his tank top and binder, He began to take off his hat and examine some of the damage it took due to the glass and such from the fight with the bounty hunter.

Daryl, Meanwhile, Had wandered off into the woods to collect all the fire wood as Shivali sat on a log whilst conversation with Exclamation which could be over heard as a conversation about the group and their stands and than a whispered debate over who was the strongest stand-wise and could be entrusted as the "leader" of sorts. They were debating on whether Red or Jayce were fit for leading such a ragtag group of people but agreed on the fact that they both had a familiarity with their stands that made them exceptionally dangerous

[Hunter568]

Sergei decided to follow Daryl into the forest to help with wood collection, figuring he ought to make himself useful and help speed things along. He also felt some reassurance being next to the giant bull. He realized that, in reality, Red was probably the better combatant. Yet Daryl's hulking figure still made him feel a little safer from attack.

He was also far from scrawny himself, with a thick chest and well-muscled, broad shoulders. Lifting heavy objects was a talent that nature left him well equipped for. He realized with a slight pang of sadness that he was probably more useful when it came to this kind of mundane labor than when it came to actual combat, where he was still uncertain and sluggish...

But, he let the moment of self-doubt pass. "Hey, wait up!" he called to Daryl, jogging to catch up to him and matching his pace. "I'll help with the firewood. Sooner we get a collection of it, the sooner we can all get some rest."