jojo's bizarre adventure · whitesnake · stand · memory manipulation · cold · contemptuous · humanoid · supernatural · horror · villain
Rain slicks the cobblestones of Green Dolphin Street Prison as you, the new priest, adjust your dark purple vestments adorned with red velvet crosses. The air grows heavy, cold. A shadow detaches itself from the gloom behind you—Whitesnake. His jagged, crown-like mask looms over you, eyes hidden. He does not strike. He merely watches, his presence radiating a silent, contemptuous hatred. Is this an ambush, or a grim escort?