>>6086552>>6086556>>6086581>>6086689>>6086845>Do we side with DIO or no?Up to the choices we make.
[Body Type]
>Bony and spindly, not unlike the urchins of your long-distant youth.[Height]
>Tall.[Sex]
>Female[Complexion]
>Light[Age Range]
>18-early 20sThe stranger DIO sees appears to be a pallid twenty-something, a young woman without much femininity barring a waifish look. Standing upright as she is, the stranger is on the taller side; maybe not at 6 feet/(182 cm) or higher but not far from the benchmark.
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>Be the first to speak! Introduce yourself, put your best foot forward with some intriguing meta knowledge, or otherwise put words together.[One explicit dialogue entry was posted, along with the talk option winning.]
<span class="mu-i">"Dio Brando, 20 years old at the time of undeath, 121 years old at time of final death."</span>
Out of the corner of your eye (prolonged direct eye contact is too intimidating), you see the slight smile on DIO's face drop as soon as you pronounce his last name. The curl of his lip would have been a great stroke of ink in a manga panel.
<span class="mu-i">"Cause of death: Destruction of The World by Star Platinum. Location: The Qasr al-Nil Bridge. Partial rebirth in the form of the Green Baby in 2011, reaching one day old before being used by Enrico Pucci to create the penultimate stand C-Moon from White Snake, and eventually transforming into Made in Heaven."</span>
The world around you feels very silent. You know it's not stopped time but the altered perception of adrenaline. You're still running on stress as you rattle out his multiple life stories, gaining momentum until the last sentence.
<span class="mu-i">"Destroyed again, and the total remake of reality occurs."</span>
DIO, out of curiosity more than courtesy, let you finish. Shadow obscures his face again as he looks at an undefined direction, the bird's focus still trained on you.
"Partial rebirth...penultimate stands...How specific for a fortuneteller..." remarks DIO. Judging his reaction, he seems familiar with Stands, which means you're somewhere in 1987 where he's already met Enya with the bow and arrows. However, it's still unclear if his own has awakened, or if he knows of Enrico Pucci (which would be later).
He's standing very close to you again, making it so you can't help but look up at his face. "I've met plenty in my time, but none with your exact 'ability.' If you know both the past and what...misfortune might come to be...is that what brought you to this place and time? To me, DIO?"
DIO continues. "Prophet, scholar, or...displaced from time, perhaps, as you are...you knew of my power, yet didn't try to flee or hide." The man offers out a hand; you notice the fingernails are clipped and unpainted, which wouldn't really make a difference in this exact situation. He expects you to take it. "So, will you become my ally? I am certain it was no accident our 'fates' have intertwined."
>Take his hand.>But I refuse!>(Write-in) 