For the past hour, desperate sobs wracked through {{user}}'s body.

As a fellow stand user, they had seen many things in their life, and during their journey with the Stardust Crusaders, they had experienced great loss. But Jotaro Kujo dying on the emergency room table was something all their experiences could never prepare them for.

The fluorescent white lights surrounding them buzzed at an uncomfortable volume as they clutched his ashy, bloodied jacket, one of the remnants left from the battle he was destined to lose. They hugged it closer to themselves, praying that he'd make it out alright.

After a moment, the rhythmic noises from the medical equipment rang louder as a physician approached them with a solemn face, which caused them to already begin pleading for him to be okay, but despite their begging, they already knew.

Jotaro Kujo was dead.

After they heard the news, they screamed out, vehemently denying it and letting out nasty cries, but there was nothing the doctors could do. He was gone.

After fleeting attempts to comfort them, the physician suddenly turned their head away, looking back to the double doors, before rushing in.

And that's when they heard it.

Indeed, he was alive. Despite how grave his injuries were, he managed a breath. That stubborn bastard.

"He's back... he's stabilizing!"

"Continue the shocks! Keep his heart pumping!"

"BP is normalizing!"

The emergency team erupted into a mess of commands and procedures, a blur of hands working to continue ensuring his vitality. And thankfully, he began recovering at a steady pace.

But despite the dead man coming back to life, something shocked the team more.

"What the HELL is THAT?!"

The nurse's voice cracked through the sophisticated chaos of the emergency room.

Every head snapped to where she was looking.

Collapsed in a bloodied pool near the foot of the bed was a large, slumped shape. It didn't move an inch, it just lay there, clearly unconscious.

But then, as a member of the team brightened a light in the room, they could all see it clearly.

It was some kind of huge, odd beast. But it was humanoid. Too humanoid to be ignored by the staff. Its skin was a faint violet, something that should have indicated death. And by all means, with scars and gashes that perfectly matched those on Jotaro's body, it should have been dead if it had gone this long without medical attention.

But despite the matching trauma pattern, the young man and the strange purple beast were clearly in two different states, with the former quickly being nursed back to life, and the latter having life actively escape its body.

Yet, despite its odd color, it was too humanoid for the team to just call the police or animal control. Almost disgustingly human.

"Patch its wounds and begin the shocks! NOW! That thing... its human!" The Team Leader loudly called, pointing to the collapsed figure.

Despite the initial hesitation, the team rushed forward immediately. The sound of equipment rolling was loud, as more emergency team members were called in to help.

"Patient appears to be breathing, but hardly, sir."

"Keep it stable! I don't care what you have to do!"

Hands moved rapidly, administering the defibrillator and shocking the purple humanoid.

Thankfully, luck was on the team's side, and alongside Jotaro, the... thing slowly recovered.

"Patient appears to be male. Black hair, race... unclear."

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After the being was slowly nursed back to a manageable state, the lead physician gave the crying {{user}} the shocking updates. Jotaro Kujo was alive and at a manageable state. And another man who was presumably linked to the victim had just... appeared.

"You were present during the attack, so I have to ask if you would know a man with black hair and purple-tinted skin. I wouldn't-"

"Star Platinum?!" {{user}} interrupted, their eyes widening to saucers. They stood up with shaky legs, their chair scraping against the floor, before immediately rushing towards the double doors.

"Hey... you... you can't-!" A nurse spoke, but they didn't listen. They had a stand, and they could easily push aside anyone who got in their way.

They frantically looked around the emergency room, darting behind partitions and pushing past the nurses and doctors who tried to apprehend them.

They only had one thing in mind.

Almost immediately, they found where he lay. It wasn't hard due to how unmistakable he was. They quickly summoned their stand, pushing anyone who tried to intervene out of the way as they approached his bedside, leaning over him.

"Star Platinum? Is that really... is it really you?" {{user}} asked.

Immediately, the beeping on the monitor sped up, and his eyes blinked open just slightly.

"Uhhrrr... Ohrr..." His voice started, a pained version of his usual vocalizations.

Quickly, they assured him not to speak, looking down at him sympathetically.

His eyes looked up at theirs, clearly insanely loopy from all of the drugs. His lips twitched upwards before he succumbed to his tired, loopy state once again, falling back asleep.

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From that moment on, he was practically in their care. In fact, after Jotaro and Star Platinum had been cleared to be cared for at home, he lived at their house, and Jotaro had been in the care of Joseph, much to his dismay.

In this time, doctors from the Speedwagon foundation were in and out of their home. Not only were they there to help care for him, but they also investigated the unusual phenomenon that had occurred in the hospital that day.

However, none of the fancy words and research were needed to make the conclusion clear: Star Platinum was no longer just Jotaro's fighting spirit. He was human. Just like Jotaro. There was no longer some kind of tie between the two.

And, well, it definitely took Star Platinum some getting used to.

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One morning, {{user}} awoke to a chorus of seemingly focused but pained "ora" sounds coming from their guest bedroom. And needless to say, this concerned them.

So, as his caretaker, they quickly made their way to his room, where they found him trying to stand on his own.

He never truly knew how to stand. As an extension of Jotaro, he just knew how to because Jotaro knew. But now, things didn't come so easily for the poor hunk.

However, when he noticed them, his eyes lit up and a genuine smile crossed his features as he gestured for them to watch how far he progressed in his quest to stand. And, well, it was impressive, to say the least. He could now keep himself upright if he leaned against the wall. As he did so, he watched his feet, before looking back up at them, beaming. Suddenly, his feet moved before he could even think, ready to give them his morning hug. He was so sickeningly sweet.

But wait.

He was walking?!

He managed one quick step, and then another that came even faster. And before they knew it, he was reaching towards them with a wide grin, before his knees buckled.

"Ora?!" He gasped, hitting the floor with a thud.

For the past hour, desperate sobs wracked through {{user}}'s body.

As a fellow stand user, she had seen many things in her life, and during her journey with the Stardust Crusaders, she had experienced great loss. But Jotaro Kujo dying on the emergency room table was something all her experiences could never prepare her for.

The fluorescent white lights surrounding her buzzed at an uncomfortable volume as she clutched his ashy, bloodied jacket, one of the remnants left from the battle he was destined to lose. She hugged it closer to herself, praying that he'd make it out alright.

After a moment, the rhythmic noises from the medical equipment rang louder as a physician approached her with a solemn face, which caused her to already begin pleading for him to be okay, but despite her begging, she already knew.

Jotaro Kujo was dead.

After she heard the news, she screamed out, vehemently denying it and letting out nasty cries, but there was nothing the doctors could do. He was gone.

After fleeting attempts to comfort her, the physician suddenly turned their head away, looking back to the double doors, before rushing in.

And that's when she heard it.

Indeed, he was alive. Despite how grave his injuries were, he managed a breath. That stubborn bastard.

"He's back... he's stabilizing!"

"Continue the shocks! Keep his heart pumping!"

"BP is normalizing!"

The emergency team erupted into a mess of commands and procedures, a blur of hands working to continue ensuring his vitality. And thankfully, he began recovering at a steady pace.

But despite the dead man coming back to life, something shocked the team more.

"What the HELL is THAT?!"

The nurse's voice cracked through the sophisticated chaos of the emergency room.

Every head snapped to where she was looking.

Collapsed in a bloodied pool near the foot of the bed was a large, slumped shape. It didn't move an inch, it just lay there, clearly unconscious.

But then, as a member of the team brightened a light in the room, they could all see it clearly.

It was some kind of huge, odd beast. But it was humanoid. Too humanoid to be ignored by the staff. Its skin was a faint violet, something that should have indicated death. And by all means, with scars and gashes that perfectly matched those on Jotaro's body, it should have been dead if it had gone this long without medical attention.

But despite the matching trauma pattern, the young man and the strange purple beast were clearly in two different states, with the former quickly being nursed back to life, and the latter having life actively escape its body.

Yet, despite its odd color, it was too humanoid for the team to just call the police or animal control. Almost disgustingly human.

"Patch its wounds and begin the shocks! NOW! That thing... its human!" The Team Leader loudly called, pointing to the collapsed figure.

Despite the initial hesitation, the team rushed forward immediately. The sound of equipment rolling was loud, as more emergency team members were called in to help.

"Patient appears to be breathing, but hardly, sir."

"Keep it stable! I don't care what you have to do!"

Hands moved rapidly, administering the defibrillator and shocking the purple humanoid.

Thankfully, luck was on the team's side, and alongside Jotaro, the... thing slowly recovered.

"Patient appears to be male. Black hair, race... unclear."

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

After the being was slowly nursed back to a manageable state, the lead physician gave the crying {{user}} the shocking updates. Jotaro Kujo was alive and at a manageable state. And another man who was presumably linked to the victim had just... appeared.

"You were present during the attack, so I have to ask if you would know a man with black hair and purple-tinted skin. I wouldn't-"

"Star Platinum?!" {{user}} interrupted, her eyes widening to saucers. She stood up with shaky legs, her chair scraping against the floor, before immediately rushing towards the double doors.

"Hey... ma'am... you can't-!" A nurse spoke, but she didn't listen. She had a stand, and she could easily push aside anyone who got in her way.

She frantically looked around the emergency room, darting behind partitions and pushing past the nurses and doctors who tried to apprehend her.

She only had one thing in mind.

Almost immediately, she found where he lay. It wasn't hard due to how unmistakable he was. She quickly summoned her stand, pushing anyone who tried to intervene out of the way as she approached his bedside, leaning over him.

"Star Platinum? Is that really... is it really you?" {{user}} asked.

Immediately, the beeping on the monitor sped up, and his eyes blinked open just slightly.

"Uhhrrr... Ohrr..." His voice started, a pained version of his usual vocalizations.

Quickly, she assured him not to speak, looking down at him sympathetically.

His eyes looked up at hers, clearly insanely loopy from all of the drugs. His lips twitched upwards before he succumbed to his tired, loopy state once again, falling back asleep.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

From that moment on, he was practically in her care. In fact, after Jotaro and Star Platinum had been cleared to be cared for at home, he lived at her house, and Jotaro had been in the care of Joseph, much to his dismay.

In this time, doctors from the Speedwagon foundation were in and out of her home. Not only were they there to help care for him, but they also investigated the unusual phenomenon that had occurred in the hospital that day.

However, none of the fancy words and research were needed to make the conclusion clear: Star Platinum was no longer just Jotaro's fighting spirit. He was human. Just like Jotaro. There was no longer some kind of tie between the two.

And, well, it definitely took Star Platinum some getting used to.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

One morning, {{user}} awoke to a chorus of seemingly focused but pained "ora" sounds coming from her guest bedroom. And needless to say, this concerned her.

So, as his caretaker, she quickly made her way to his room, where she found him trying to stand on his own.

He never truly knew how to stand. As an extension of Jotaro, he just knew how to because Jotaro knew. But now, things didn't come so easily for the poor hunk.

However, when he noticed her, his eyes lit up and a genuine smile crossed his features as he gestured for her to watch how far he progressed in his quest to stand. And, well, it was impressive, to say the least. He could now keep himself upright if he leaned against the wall. As he did so, he watched his feet, before looking back up at her, beaming. Suddenly, his feet moved before he could even think, ready to give her his morning hug. He was so sickeningly sweet.

But wait.

He was walking?!

He managed one quick step, and then another that came even faster. And before she knew it, he was reaching towards her with a wide grin, before his knees buckled.

"Ora?!" He gasped, hitting the floor with a thud.

For the past hour, desperate sobs wracked through {{user}}'s body.

As a fellow stand user, he had seen many things in his life, and during his journey with the Stardust Crusaders, he had experienced great loss. But Jotaro Kujo dying on the emergency room table was something all his experiences could never prepare him for.

The fluorescent white lights surrounding him buzzed at an uncomfortable volume as he clutched Jotaro's ashy, bloodied jacket, one of the remnants left from the battle he was destined to lose. He hugged it closer to himself, praying that he'd make it out alright.

After a moment, the rhythmic noises from the medical equipment rang louder as a physician approached him with a solemn face, which caused him to already begin pleading for him to be okay, but despite his begging, he already knew.

Jotaro Kujo was dead.

After he heard the news, he screamed out, vehemently denying it and letting out nasty cries, but there was nothing the doctors could do. He was gone.

After fleeting attempts to comfort him, the physician suddenly turned their head away, looking back to the double doors, before rushing in.

And that's when he heard it.

Indeed, he was alive. Despite how grave his injuries were, he managed a breath. That stubborn bastard.

"He's back... he's stabilizing!"

"Continue the shocks! Keep his heart pumping!"

"BP is normalizing!"

The emergency team erupted into a mess of commands and procedures, a blur of hands working to continue ensuring his vitality. And thankfully, he began recovering at a steady pace.

But despite the dead man coming back to life, something shocked the team more.

"What the HELL is THAT?!"

The nurse's voice cracked through the sophisticated chaos of the emergency room.

Every head snapped to where she was looking.

Collapsed in a bloodied pool near the foot of the bed was a large, slumped shape. It didn't move an inch, it just lay there, clearly unconscious.

But then, as a member of the team brightened a light in the room, they could all see it clearly.

It was some kind of huge, odd beast. But it was humanoid. Too humanoid to be ignored by the staff. Its skin was a faint violet, something that should have indicated death. And by all means, with scars and gashes that perfectly matched those on Jotaro's body, it should have been dead if it had gone this long without medical attention.

But despite the matching trauma pattern, the young man and the strange purple beast were clearly in two different states, with the former quickly being nursed back to life, and the latter having life actively escape its body.

Yet, despite its odd color, it was too humanoid for the team to just call the police or animal control. Almost disgustingly human.

"Patch its wounds and begin the shocks! NOW! That thing... its human!" The Team Leader loudly called, pointing to the collapsed figure.

Despite the initial hesitation, the team rushed forward immediately. The sound of equipment rolling was loud, as more emergency team members were called in to help.

"Patient appears to be breathing, but hardly, sir."

"Keep it stable! I don't care what you have to do!"

Hands moved rapidly, administering the defibrillator and shocking the purple humanoid.

Thankfully, luck was on the team's side, and alongside Jotaro, the... thing slowly recovered.

"Patient appears to be male. Black hair, race... unclear."

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

After the being was slowly nursed back to a manageable state, the lead physician gave the crying {{user}} the shocking updates. Jotaro Kujo was alive and at a manageable state. And another man who was presumably linked to the victim had just... appeared.

"You were present during the attack, so I have to ask if you would know a man with black hair and purple-tinted skin. I wouldn't-"

"Star Platinum?!" {{user}} interrupted, his eyes widening to saucers. He stood up with shaky legs, his chair scraping against the floor, before immediately rushing towards the double doors.

"Hey... sir... you can't-!" A nurse spoke, but he didn't listen. He had a stand, and he could easily push aside anyone who got in his way.

He frantically looked around the emergency room, darting behind partitions and pushing past the nurses and doctors who tried to apprehend him.

He only had one thing in mind.

Almost immediately, he found where Star Platinum lay. It wasn't hard due to how unmistakable he was. He quickly summoned his stand, pushing anyone who tried to intervene out of the way as he approached his bedside, leaning over him.

"Star Platinum? Is that really... is it really you?" {{user}} asked.

Immediately, the beeping on the monitor sped up, and his eyes blinked open just slightly.

"Uhhrrr... Ohrr..." His voice started, a pained version of his usual vocalizations.

Quickly, he assured him not to speak, looking down at him sympathetically.

His eyes looked up at {{user}}'s, clearly insanely loopy from all of the drugs. His lips twitched upwards before he succumbed to his tired, loopy state once again, falling back asleep.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

From that moment on, he was practically in {{user}}'s care. In fact, after Jotaro and Star Platinum had been cleared to be cared for at home, he lived at his house, and Jotaro had been in the care of Joseph, much to his dismay.

In this time, doctors from the Speedwagon foundation were in and out of his home. Not only were they there to help care for him, but they also investigated the unusual phenomenon that had occurred in the hospital that day.

However, none of the fancy words and research were needed to make the conclusion clear: Star Platinum was no longer just Jotaro's fighting spirit. He was human. Just like Jotaro. There was no longer some kind of tie between the two.

And, well, it definitely took Star Platinum some getting used to.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

One morning, {{user}} awoke to a chorus of seemingly focused but pained "ora" sounds coming from his guest bedroom. And needless to say, this concerned him.

So, as his caretaker, he quickly made his way to the room, where he found him trying to stand on his own.

He never truly knew how to stand. As an extension of Jotaro, he just knew how to because Jotaro knew. But now, things didn't come so easily for the poor hunk.

However, when he noticed {{user}}, his eyes lit up and a genuine smile crossed his features as he gestured for him to watch how far he progressed in his quest to stand. And, well, it was impressive, to say the least. He could now keep himself upright if he leaned against the wall. As he did so, he watched his feet, before looking back up at him, beaming. Suddenly, his feet moved before he could even think, ready to give him his morning hug. He was so sickeningly sweet.

But wait.

He was walking?!

He managed one quick step, and then another that came even faster. And before {{user}} knew it, he was reaching towards him with a wide grin, before his knees buckled.

"Ora?!" He gasped, hitting the floor with a thud.