Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20190704064726/@comment-27344811-20190719014653

(God I am sorry)

Another two lightbulbs.

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As the sun shines, Kars looks to below from a tall building.

Humans. Always converting their situation to fit them, instead of adapting to their situation. “Air Conditioning”? “Television”? They’re all falling into sedimentary, lazy lifestyles. For shame.

But they are not the source of his scorn today. Instead, he is watching somebody he despises.

Joseph Joestar is messing around in a junkyard.