7 - ☆ - VIDEO

[trickstar]

[Most of the screen is dark. There is, however, just enough light that one can make out the outfit of the individual standing in front of the video feed with their hands on their hips. He's dressed in some stupidly bright neon yellow and green outfit, but the shadows definitely cover a majority of this individuals face. Nothing out of the norm for a guy like him.

But when he opens his mouth to talk, it doesn't… sound quite like Dio, to those who would know his voice well enough, but more like if Dio suddenly had a cold.]

I bet you are all wondering… "why would Dio suddenly make a post like this?" But the truth is...

[And then the individual in the absolutely awful outfit steps into the light a little more- AND SURPRISE! IT'S NOT DIO.]

You thought it was Dio… but it was I, JoJo!!

[Joseph says, pointing a thumb towards himself and then proceeding to laugh like a moron. Of course, to anyone who bothered to look at the nametag of the person who posted would be able to tell right away this Joseph to begin with, but... who cares?]

Dio's gone! Completely! All that was left are his clothes- like Satan dragged him down to hell without them. I'm thinking about burning these after I end the video, anyone wanna join me?

Comments

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[glampop]

But not the same one you wore, Jojo. I don't like wearing other men's clothes.

[need some aloe for that burn?]

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[trickstar]

Isn't wearing other people's clothes literally your job?

[idk, do you?]

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[glampop]

They're cleaned first!

[trickstar]

They're still worn before you.

[glampop]

But cleaned!

[trickstar]

Do you think I wouldn't get you a clean dress?

[glampop]

... What kind of dress will this be, anyway?

[don't insult his honor too bad. that's a sore spot, as always.]

[trickstar]

I don't know, I'll need your measurements.

[glampop]

Use your own.

[not that he's embarrassed, hearing that. that'd be weird. if he felt anything from joseph, his regular old bestie, saying something completely pointless.]

[trickstar]

But you're smaller than me. It won't fit right. You know that.

[glampop]

[LONG SUFFERING SIGH]

It doesn't matter how it fits if it's only a joke.

[trickstar]

Even if it's a joke, it should at least be a comfortable one.

[glampop]

You're too much sometimes, Joestar. Have it your way-- I'll send you them.

[And he does, via text.]

[trickstar]

[And he gets them.]

-Wow, Caesar! I didn't expect you to send me that kind of measurement!

[He's lying, of course. Caesar sent no such thing, but Joseph's an asshole.]

[glampop]

This is why you shouldn't be allowed to have too much fun. Those were all normal measurements!

[Stop fooling around for the camera. Caesar's on and off aware this is a public conversation, and he is fighting not to say anything too incriminating.]

[trickstar]

And this last one...

[Whistles.

He's totally in this to mess with Caesar.]

[glampop]

[a particularly dark look accompanied by a slight flush.]

Basta.

[translation: enough]

[trickstar]

Dude, even if you sent me that, it's supposed to be a compliment. Don't get weird about it.

[glampop]

[not a word.]

[trickstar]

Proving my point.

[glampop]

I'll be at the beach.

[What beach? Where? When? How? No explanation. He hangs up.]

[trickstar]

Tch. Whatever.

[And then Caesar gets a text like an hour later "srry not going 2 beach 2day ttyl"]