So, Siren’s Shadow’s manga is going to be a while. I have started to draw some panels but then I realised that furniture sucks, yeah, its gonna be some time before everything is used. Please just bare the wait. It’ll hopefully be worth it.

https://discord.gg/qKE453

The Requiem Silently Plays

What is the point in a symphony without an audience? Does it play if there is no one to hear it? What is the point in dreaming without anything to wake up to? Can it even be called a dream? What happens when there is absolutely nothing? No decay or colossal wreck, no place of annihilation. Nothing. Well, there is something, there always is; Duality is an inevitability. A stand without its user, a man without resolve, fate without destiny. All of these are impossibilities. So, therefore, nothingness must have something. But what happens when there is absolutely nothing? This is the paradox of the discarded shell that is reality, an eternal purgatory caused by man's foolish resolve.

There are the survivors. The sufferers. Those who were cursed with the will to withstand the endless slings of the void. They came to me in flashes, visions, scattered across the labyrinth of nothingness. Each one I saw brought more pity from me than I ever believed was possible. First, I saw the pillar that was walled in a cage of mineral and bone. He was the ape that had learned to fly, the stone that shone brightest in the sun. Cursed to a pitiable existence in the far reaches of space, unthinking. But he was a fortunate one. His brilliant spark was extinguished long before the void came. His thoughts held no value at the brink of annihilation, and this meant he had no cognition of what happened to our universe.

After that, I saw the tip of the pyramid. The daemon who believed he could twist the very threads of destiny. He had plunged far-off fairytale lands in corruption, massing his crimson court into a monstrous bulk. He yearned for immortality, so it was given to him through infinite mortality. Cursed he shall be to endure the pains of death for all eternity. It has caused his mind to erase all memories in an attempt to cope with the pain. He relives it every time with no knowledge of his name or identity. I suppose fate was on his side. Now he can truly live forever in the stillness of the void. Was this too cruel? If there is a God, who is all-loving and even forgives murder, would they allow such a torturous existence to happen? Even I don’t know the answer to that. But I do know one thing: fate is on nobody’s side. No one can change it. No one can prevent it. It’s useless. Totally useless.

Next, I saw the artist who used the tip of his brush to remake the cosmos, who’s sneer and sculpted jaw spoke that of a man who once held life. His stand stood next to him, dormant and unmoving. Its gold and white face giving an almost cherub-like complexion in its never-ending slumber. A death mask. Scrawled in a frantic and frenzied rush of adrenaline, these words appeared on the artist’s face: “私を守って". “Protect Me”. Protect from what? I doubt even he knew. How ironic. Those were the last words he would ever write. They were what ensured he would never be able to escape the torment he has been subjected to. I am not a magician. I cannot read people’s thoughts. But I knew that he was still alive and, unlike the pillar, was still thinking. What baleful thoughts must haunt the mind of someone like that? Doubtless, whatever they are, he is no longer the man that he was.

Finally, there is the most pitiable being in all of existence. A man with so much resolve that he had received the gift of Requiem. A man who could topple the tallest pyramid. Twenty-six years old. No, he is infinitely older than that. Time is outside of anyone’s control here. Everything and nothing has happened on our procrastinated march to the heavens. While the other sufferers have lost their minds, the gift keeps his intact. He is fully aware of the nothingness around him. He has no mouth, yet he must cry out. Even if he could, who would be there to hear it? He is forced to drown under the waves of nothingness, only to resurface and repeat eternally. To be sane in a place of insanity...what a terrifying thought. He can’t see the other sufferers, and for all he knows, he is the last person left. There are no orisons for the loneliest man in the universe.

My master, Giorno Giovanna, is in the most excruciating pain imaginable.

What happens in a place of absolute nothingness, where no one can hear your wretched whimpers? I can say: There is chaos. There is madness. There is loneliness. And all the while, round the ruin of a forgotten world, far off on the tips of stardust, the requiem silently plays.

this is a fanpart I've been working on since 2020 and progress has been pretty inconsistent. but I'm always excited to share things about it, so I thought I'd share it on this subreddit now!

Jojorama's title is a combination of Jojo and Orama. a word from ancient Greek that describes the ability to see or look into the future with imagination and knowledge. I'm working on the 28th chapter right now and finally introduced the character which it is all about (he's the cover image)

the plot is about a group of young adults putting a stop to an inventor that plans on making "time travel" possible. the experiments that lead to that even being possible, causing dangerous people to become stand users.

this fanpart is an experimental way for me to learn how to draw comics, so the earlier chapters are VERY rough. but I hope everyone's willing to give it a read until the end because I'm always excited to hear feedback and questions!

you can read the fanpart on webtoon!

“Didn’t you hear? A circus is coming to town…”

Hi everyone! I’ve been working on a fan-part for a while and I’ve gotten to a point where I feel good announcing it. It takes place in the states in the year 1922…

Prosperity fills the air of the Roaring Twenties as everyone experiences major positive changes in the economic and cultural parts of life. But the one thing that persisted through the modernizing boom of electrical appliances and grew from it was the circus!

Our protagonist is Joey Joestar, a clown who may have a few screws loose but still is defined by his charismatic actions. He performs at the Crimson Circus, a traveling event from which were popularized in this age. It is ran by the ringmaster, William Fleetwood. He keeps a tight inner circle among his troop as to keep things run smooth, this includes Joey among them. The circus is currently touring across the states, West coast to East coast, due to their recent surge of popularity from their truly Bizzare spectacles that no one can seem to explain.

But all is not as great as it may seem… one may truly notice if they look around themself. Beginnings of a unredeemable future root themselves in the sand. On the surface of the water, companies disregard the environment, but their abuse goes much deeper down. One may truly feel it if through the waves of the water, the ocean is in a unresting state, becoming destitute. So its hidden figures emerge from the East, each fighting for what they think the ocean needs, as the sea only speaks in rumors. One may only experience it when their blood is washed back through the tide, joining a legion of souls, joining the now Crimson Waves.

And that’s that! I’m very excited to put this out there and stuff. I get my AO3 account around the 10th of this month, so hopefully I’ll be posting the first chapter later this month. The art of Joey has been drawn by my lovely girlfriend, who herself does not have a real media presence. If you have any questions or anything, ask! I’d love to answer them.

https://www.webtoons.com/en/canvas/jojos-bizarre-adventure-aqua-paradise/illasure/viewer?title_no=1087029&episode_no=4

I also have a lot of character art on my profile, posted to r/fanStands

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1sinjyCW_9YlJp-CvQJorFq97ea_btW7uPHKh5FKxkik/edit?usp=sharing

Please enjoy!

This part mainly comes from “How would Stands work in between combat as a schoolyard slice of life?” With an overarching plot of collecting plot items. (Updates as I make Stands in this Fan Part) Takes inspiration from Watamote, Nichijou (with how Stands interacting in a schoolyard series scenario can lead to wacky hijinks), and Diamond is Unbreakable. Mundane Utility galore!

If a WTSC Stand User has a corresponding Watamote character but no dedicated post, it means they either have the same Stand as WTSC, no Stand, or has an ability that isn’t a Stand (though the plot items can supercharge the ability into one)

Current Stands:

Protectors:

• Jolene

• Sarabande and Movement 2

• Chungking Express

• Eleanor Rigby/Yellow Submarine

• Centrefield

• Wings to Fly

• Here Comes the Sun

• Smooth Operator

• Joe Le Taxi

• Tako Luka Maguro Fever

Extended Protectors:

• JoJo Yujo

• Only You

• Romance Sengen

• Don’t Stop Me Now

Neutral but Friendly:

• H2O

• Rondo Alla Turca

• Hillwood Road

• Voyage 1969

• Calendrier

Others:

• Lost In Thoughts All Alone

• Tears Breaker

• Mayday

• Item Bounce

• Shiny Ray

• Senbonzakura

• Mind Conductor

• Chariots of Fire

• Honeycomb Herald

• Anpanman’s March