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[jojoceanman]

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[tropism]

Is a lungfish capable of smoking? They seem to me like the type of fishes who would smoke a pipe given their classy appearance. Research says that a Gentleman Lungfish can breathe air, so surely that is a point to their favour?

[jojoceanman]

You're going to get tired of harassing me about this eventually.

[tropism]

I'm a youthful rascal with the power of internet and friendship on my side. Are you a betting man, Jotaro?

[jojoceanman]

[ I forgot to mention that he's ignoring Giorno. For the 4th time. So here is that tag. ]

[tropism]

[ u kno wat bario why are you such a bully ]

like 5 minutes later because you will never be free of me

[tropism]

Do you know any cigarette tricks? Since you smoke and all.

[jojoceanman]

[ ... ]

I actually do.

[tropism]

Show them to me.

[jojoceanman]

Never.

[tropism]

That's just petty.

[jojoceanman]

Should have thought about that before you aggravated me.

[tropism]

I will never forget this, Jotaro.

[jojoceanman]

It's in your blood to hold petty grudges over inconsequential things, so there you go Giorno.

[ what's cooler than being cool - ICE COOOOOLD ]

u know what?????????????

[tropism]

[ .................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

[tropism]

[ i swear to god - !!! ]

[tropism]

I'm coming over. Ciao.

action!!!

[tropism]

[ HE'S COMING OVER. ]

1/3

[jojoceanman]

It was a joke.

[jojoceanman]

Well to be more accurate, the joke is about your father and how he has been holding onto a hundred year grudge over absolutely nothing at all. And I mean that in all seriousness, he has no reason to hate me or my family that any rational person can

[jojoceanman]

[ and in the middle of writing all that he gets a call from his office. the host tells him that a certain blond visitor has barged his way into the building and won't leave.

sigh.

ok he's coming to the front to see giorno. ]

[tropism]

[ when he sees him, giorno has a fish in his hands. there may or may not be a cigarette butt involved in this matter. ]

Good evening, signore.

[jojoceanman]

[ oh for the love of-- ]

Go home. Go to bed.

[tropism]

[ rather innocently, ]

Is it the wrong brand of smokes? I can only pilfer this one on short notice.

Or would you prefer it to be a different kind of fish entirely? I can create whatever you want, you'll just have to be more specific.

[jojoceanman]

That fish is dead, Giorno. Even if it magically evolved the ability to smoke, it can't. Go home.

[tropism]

Is this better?

[ the dead fish is now a tiny penguin. both stand and user are pointing at it proudly, as if to say, voila! the penguin is making tiny squawking noises as it flops around. ]