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[digiorno]

buongiorno! sorry i missed you; i'll happily get back to you as soon as i'm done with whatever business i'm on. leave a message!

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Comments

[sunsetsitter]

The answer's going to be really stupid, isn't it?

[But there is a hint of something underneath her words that suggests she's still thinking away on it.]

[digiorno]

[He thinks on this for a moment. Stupid?]

Yyyyy-es. And weird.

[sunsetsitter]

They extracted DNA from Jotaro's ancestors and created a modified clone to rectify that whole muscle mistake that happened somewhere along the line, and those odd circumstances are what allow you and G. E. to create life today.

[digiorno]

. . . You know.

The strangest part of what you just said is that there are parts of it that really aren't that far off.

Try going less mad scientist.

[sunsetsitter]

[WHAT THE FUCK THOUGH?]

...A Jotancestor could also create life and magic'd up a cute baby Giorno using the family as a basis?

[digiorno]

[He breathes in, huffs out. This is harder than past games.]

Go back to the DNA bit, take away the magic. Add some immortality.

[sunsetsitter]

What the hell even is this family...

[The mafia she understands, but actual relatives? Nah, man, that shit's too complicated.]

Uh. Shit. Okay, Jotancestor apparently lives forever but not because of magic for some reason [????] and to harness their power or because the whole immortality thing was failing, they...put their DNA in a blender with other DNA to...make it better...?

[what is she even saying anymore]

[digiorno]

[It's way too complicated, and he doesn't care for it. Except he likes Jotaro a lot.]

That's more or less it, yes.

[sunsetsitter]

[...

.........

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They, uh. They succeeded because you're pretty great?

[she tried]

[digiorno]

[He's just wheeze-laughing a little right now.]

That's very kind of you to say.

[sunsetsitter]

Okay, what the hell, though?

[SHE TRIED]

[digiorno]

I'm not sure what about this is confusing to you . . .

[it all makes So Much Sense]

[sunsetsitter]

Giorno. Giorno, buddy, you're killing me. You're killing a ghost. Giorno.

[she is suffering]

[digiorno]

All right, all right. Umm.

So - one of Jotaro's ancestors [who shall remain nameless] had an adopted brother, who, through a convoluted series of events [which shall not be told here] [unless she badgers him about it], became immortal. He took said ancestor's body and [ehhhhn] merged with it [EHHHHHN] and . . . me, then, about a hundred years later.

[Man is he ever leaving a lot out, but there it is, ish.]

[sunsetsitter]

[sunsetsitter]

Yeah, I got nothin'.

[digiorno]

I know. There's a reason I don't lead with it.

[sunsetsitter]

[Man, how did they even get here... Oh, right.]

So you were covered in girls, huh?

[digiorno]

[Oh, right.]

A lot of the time. I don't really understand why.

[Other than, you know, genetics.]

[sunsetsitter]

Because you're a good, attractive guy and fun to be around, you dweeb.

[This isn't hard, Giorno.]

[digiorno]

Oh, no, that's not what I mean.

[Like he knows he's cute as fuck, okay.]

I just obviously wasn't focused on that at the time, that's all. I tried to explain, but it just got so repetitive.

[sunsetsitter]

[god what an asshole

she loves him]

Wow, life must be so hard when girls are lining up to be with you. All the rest of us are so fortunate to not have to deal with such things.

[But yeah, okay, she can see what he means.]

[digiorno]

[He laughs, although it's not at her, just . . . the whole thing, really, it's ridiculous.]

I'll make you the same promise I made Mista if you want.

[sunsetsitter]

Oh yeah? And what promise is that?

[digiorno]

That if a girl comes to me for help, I'll send her your way instead.