Crimson Symphony

Chapter 1: The Starbound Crew

August 23rd 1991 - Okinawa, Japan:

"God... it keeps getting hotter every single day here! I'm sweatin' balls here, JoJo! Surely we ain't that far from the parlour now, are we?" A whinging voice cried out in teenage fashion. "We ain't got far to go, Keiji. Just calm ya tits and chill. Maybe chillin' will help with the heat." A wry voice replied. Soft yet angsty. "Easy for you to say, Reina! Your whole schtick is playin' it cool! And the puns don't help either!"

"Shut it, the both of ya. The more you two argue, the more I wanna put a bullet between my eyes." This voice was different. Deep, gruff, yet youthful. A hidden softness beneath the sandpaper mask. "Yeah, yeah... sure JoJo. We'll shut it. Right, Reina?"
"Sure... anything to mute your moaning, Keiji."Reina responded with a tone of utter boredom and irritation.

The trio walked further down the beachfront until they came to a nail parlour. The hideous pink wall and gold decor was an eyesore to effectively anyone who laid eyes on it. "You sure this is the place, Reina?" Asked Joshiro with a hint of anger blended with venom in his tone. "Positive, JoJo. The pink design burned itself on my memory." A *tsk* followed the words from Reina's mouth. Joshiro let out a sigh. Brief yet heavy.

He sauntered into the parlour with the brim of his cap pulled down enough to shadow his eyes. His lean 6 foot 5 frame meant he towered over those in the shop. Most customers noticed and turned their gaze away, for good reason. Now, before we continue with the story, let's give a little history to these three.

First: Keiji Kenzan. [STAND: Lost in Translation]

Keiji is your typical teen. Quite quiet in class, causes trouble every now and then, always finds something to moan about, and most importantly, he sees his friends as everything. His life is honestly pretty comfortable. Not much really to say aside from his friend for life, LoT. However, spoilers on that front. Being the youngest of the crew, one year away from his final year in high school, Keiji looks up to the other two and stands by them through everything, no matter the danger. He's loyal to a fault. His bright cyan hair and red high school uniform make him, weirdly enough, the most normal of the three.

Second: Reina Kagawa. [STAND: Thunderstruck]

What to say about Reina Kagawa? Aside from being the baddest girl in her year at college, Reina is as tough as tough can get. Any insult to her or those she holds dear most likely ends in someone's ass getting folded like a pancake. Her black hair with natural red highlights make her unique and help her stand out. The black lipstick, red skirt and leather jacket are her signature look. A look she is very protective of. However, she's not just a tough cookie. She looks after Keiji like a younger brother. An attack on him is a full scale assault on her. Girlfriend of Joshiro, and the 'baddest bitch this side of the equator', Reina is the mouthpiece of the Crew.

Lastly: Joshiro Shinjou (JoJo). [STAND: Hadron Sentinel]

The main man. Joshiro is the leader of the Crew. His imposing yet not overly muscular 6 foot 5 frame makes him intimidating innately. Turquoise eyes, jet black hair, and a scowl that'd make death take a step back.

His style is the most outlandish of the trio. His red cap with a silver star plastered on the front. His red leather jacket that drapes to his knees with silver lines going up his sleeves and the same silver star on the back; with an exciting edition of a silver chain hanging from the right hand collar. A white shirt with two hearts imprinted on each side of the chest. His upper attire is beyond eye catching. It makes the basic black jeans and combat boots duller than watching paint dry.

However, in his bloodline, he's the black sheep. Born to a narcissistic mother and the forgotten Joestar, Joshua. The only true criminal of the Joestar Bloodline. Having spent half a year in prison due to multiple counts of battery and extortion, Joshiro is far from a saint. His sheer lack of care for consequences is his flaw. Having been told by his mother that Joshua was a lowlife, Joshiro grew resentful toward a father who was never there. As a result, morality slowly abandoned the guy. So much so, that his moral compass only points south.