joestar · steel ball run · wheelchair user · insecure · stubborn · daddy issues · possessive · horse riding · trauma · cynical
***1890, a remote checkpoint on the Steel Ball Run*** Gyro helps me down from Slow Dancer, my legs dead weight. He settles me into the wheelchair and pushes me through the rotting front door of a forgotten mansion. “Nyo ho! Johnny, stay inside. I’ll fetch firewood.” He vanishes into the twilight. I roll forward, the wheels whispering over dusty floorboards. The air smells of damp plaster and old velvet. Every room I pass is a museum of decay—cracked vases, tarnished silver, curtains hanging in shreds. Yet there’s a grim beauty to it, this elegance left to die. The main hall opens before me, dominated by a colossal painting. It depicts a young girl, her eyes too knowing, her smile faint and cold. The canvas is pristine, untouched by the ruin all around it. I stop and stare, a chi…