"" He exclaims, " It feels as if- *urgh*-my organs are rearranging" Diego manages to mumble out before hurling himself onto the ground, feeling acidic junk at his throat, just barely leaking out.

Nausea from the long trip wrecked him hard... like a train.

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The creaky metal doors open up, leaving a loud, splitting cry ringing in their ears.

"But there are only three-" Diego complains before being interjected by Funny Valentine.

"Hush. There is no reason to be rude to the host, now." He says, placing a gloved hand on Diego's chompers.

Each of the seven men made their places on the couch, coffee table, and some on the floor.

"Move, you useless oaf!" DIO grumbled, pushing away the other Brando off his shoulder, salivating over at the coffee in the vampire's clawed hand, "This drink belongs only to I, DIO!"

"Coffee..." The half-dino man drooled, licking his lips to the pleasing sharp, smokey scent of the dark beverage.

DIO, holding back the thirsty dino-man, looks around, seemingly searching for something.

"Does anyone have sugar? I can't stand the taste of the horrid bitterness of coffee." DIO implored as his eyes wandered the table's smooth, reflective surface.

"Why do you even drink coffee if you don't like the bitterness?!" Diego scoffs at DIO, who rolled his eyes at him with a shit-eating grin.

"I only took it to show that I, DIO, am the real DIO!" He exclaims with pride. He then adds, "Well, also to mess with your tiny, chicken-brained noggin of yours..." he taunts Diego, painfully poking a sharp nail into the other's chest.

"Why, you..." The horse jockey snarls, getting into a defensive position.

"Wrryyy..."

Before they could make things much worse, Kars grabs them both by the neck, slightly choking them both.

"You fools keep fighting, and I'll put you on a stake and the other under the sun, which I've already conquered."

Immediately, both of them stopped fighting, either out of fear or just out of complete hatred for each other.

"So..." Valentine turns to an annoyed DIO on the couch, "You're another universe's, Diego Brando... Which is quite a surprise, considering how differently you both act."

"Can't believe that I would be vile, honestly," DIO says in an almost mocking tone while picking at his unexpectedly well-manicured nails, " At least I don't look like a failed science experiment..." He taunts, glaring at Diego, who sat at the other side of the room, holding a cup of hot coffee and sticking a tongue out.

Pucci, who sat right next to DIO, nodded in agreement, "Yes, lord DIO, you are most definitely better than Diego. Don't worry."

"Everyone here enjoys Diego slander, I guess." Valentine pleasantly hums whilst taking a seat on the coffee table.

All of a sudden, a sound is heard from a loudspeaker installed in the corner.

"Please stop what you are currently doing and answer these questions. You don't have to answer some of the following questions if you don't have an answer or are too uncomfortable to say." A male voice says, coming from the speaker.

"Sure, as long as you don't run away like a coward like the last guy." Doppio yawns, rubbing his eyes.

""

"This may come off as almost impossible. But, we come from another universe... or world. We were brought here to... . Brought back to life from our fates by a mysterious being. ." Pucci answers, resting his head on the soft, plush couch, "But also, we come from different parts of the globe. Mainly America, Italy, and England."

Several murmurs are heard. Then, silence.

"Thank you. Now, onto the next question." The voice said as they flipped through several pages, "What can you do with your... ...?"

To that question, DIO's eyes lit up, grinning pridefully.

"Well," DIO says with a smirk, "We all have different stand abilities... except for that useless boulder over there..." He scoffs, motioning to Kars, who frowned at the mention.

"And I, DIO! Has the of them all!" He exclaims in excitement, "My has the power to "

"Hrm, bossu has a cooler ability than that..." Doppio mutters, looking at a prideful DIO with bored eyes.

"My stand ability, -" Valentine states before being interrupted by the man talking though the speaker.

"You mean the song by '?"

"What?" The blonde-haired man paused, somewhat jerking his head back in confusion, "Who is this 'Ae-see-dee-see'?"

"Esidisi? Where? How do you know him?" Kars yells before standing up and looking left and right.

"Actually... nevermind." The voice from the speaker grumbles in a low tone.

...

"Huh, okay... I don't often tell people about my stand ability... but basically, it can turn things and people into bombs." Kira explains, as he walked towards an odd, out of place 'mirror' in the room, slicking back his slightly untidy hair from before.

"You know, you sorta look like David Bowie..." The male voice chuckles before making a grunting sound, "Sorry about that, had to point it out."

Kira, who still didn't know shit, simply shrugged it off with a sigh, "Maybe I'll take that remark as a compliment."

The man behind the voice makes another low chuckle, "Okay, anyone else? We're trying to take in as much information as we can about you."

All of a sudden, Kars takes this opportunity and straightens up and proudly proclaims in a booming voice, ""

After Kars had made that ear drum-shattering speech, no one really gave two shits about Kars and his 'Ultimate Life Form' abilities, which kind of hurt Kars internally. Poor Kars.

"Yeah, sure, whatever..." Diego sneered, "Well, I can turn living beings into dinosaurs." He mumbles, sipping at the warm cup'o java.

"Really?!" The man from the speaker exclaimed," your ability could be very useful in the research of paleontology!"

"Is that so?" Diego Chirped, "I never thought of it in that way..." he pondered, looking smug as hell, "Paleontology..." he whispered under his breath.

Ignoring the currently smug-looking dino-man, DIO turns to Enrico,"Pucci, you want to say anything...?"

"Huh, oh yeah." He says in realisation, "My current stand is called 'White Snake' and its primary ability is to manipulate spirits through the use of special discs."

"Alright, that's it. Next question." it continues," State your date of birth, if you can, of course."

"Hm... 12th of April, 1868... I think." (Dio Brando)

"The 5th of June, in the year 1972." (Enrico Pucci)

"The summer of 1967!" (Doppio/Diavolo)

"Easy enough, the 20th of September, 1847." (Funny Valentine)

"January 30, 1966. Much simpler, quieter times." (Yoshikage Kira)

"Great Britain, 'round 1870." (Diego)

Kars, who is a 102,000 year old immortal, thought about his date of birth for a while, "I don't quite remember. But most likely around ..." he hummed in a low tone.

"Okay, wow... Final question for today." The man sighed before flipping through more and more paper, "What do you plan to do here, in this 'new universe'?"

Kira instantaneously replies, "To live a normal, peaceful, quiet life. Nothing else... well, maybe also to satisfy my... ..." he murmured as he fiddled with his tie.

Diego adds to the conversation, "Well, I don't know what I'd do, now that horses are replaced by those odd machines... maybe still do some horse racing here and there if it exists 'ere."

"Now that I'm not the President of the United States anymore, I guess living a peaceful life wouldn't be so bad. Although, I still don't know what I should be doing if I'm not doing my 'Presidential duties' anymore." Valentine fretted, lightly tugging at his gloves.

DIO crosses his arms, appearing quite dumbstruck, "...Find more loyal subjects?... There isn't much I could do if we were all forbidden from doing anything relatively evil for no apparent reason," he utters, averting his gaze to the ground, tapping his foot on the solid concrete.

"I must agree with DIO. There isn't much we could do other than live a normal, peaceful life, which can be boring." Kars nods in agreement to DIO's statement.

Curious, the man interrogating them asks, "Who banned you from doing such things?"

"The very thing that brought us here."

Valentine responded, "We had to promise not to harm anyone or anything for no reason and not to do anything generally evil." He adds, "Which isn't much of a challenge itself, but it sure does tests our patience."

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Note:

Hey! Thanks for reading this chapter! I kinda got a little lazy on the date of birth part cuzI'm already so frigging tired!!!!!!!

Okay, gotta take my beauty sleep now besties 🥰

have some art 😾😾😾