[ Bucciarati also feels like this must be some sort of test - how else can he explain it? Perhaps one had to earn their way into Heaven, or, at least, earn their right to chase after this so-called treasure. He'd been shocked at his surroundings at first; then, as usual, he'd just decided to charge forward head-on, ignoring how perfectly not normal this all is. There's no reason for anything to be normal after death, is there?
It still strikes him as strange, though: the technological scenery, the mechanical creatures, the way his body still feels rather numb. As if he didn't really pass on. It's a testament to the oddity of the situation that accepting what's in front of him as a test to get to the afterlife makes more sense in his mind than truly believing he's been whisked away by an intergalactic starship. The familiar voice he hears - for the first time in days - only drills down that acceptance harder.
Because if he wasn't dead, then there's no way he would see Abbacchio. Right?
He catches Bucciarati halfway out of a zipper in the wall (if the colossal piece of computer board could be called a wall) and entirely by surprise, judging by the expression on his face. It's not like him to be unaware - was he distracted by the alien environment, or is it just that his ears are still recovering from being blown out? Even he doesn't know. For a moment, he's doubting his eyes, too: but how can there be any doubt when Moody Blues is standing there next to him? A man's Stand can't be duplicated. ]
-- Abbacchio!
[ guilt and joy in equal measure - both springing from that final memory of Abbacchio's body sinking into the sands of Sardegna. Ultimately, neither emotion wins, and he mostly looks bewildered. Like he's seen a ghost. Still, he doesn't hesitate; he steps out of the zipper as Sticky Fingers shuts it behind him, stumbling slightly in his gait. ]
i even though my desire to comment on that horrible screencap is SO strong... also jjba spoilers
It still strikes him as strange, though: the technological scenery, the mechanical creatures, the way his body still feels rather numb. As if he didn't really pass on. It's a testament to the oddity of the situation that accepting what's in front of him as a test to get to the afterlife makes more sense in his mind than truly believing he's been whisked away by an intergalactic starship. The familiar voice he hears - for the first time in days - only drills down that acceptance harder.
Because if he wasn't dead, then there's no way he would see Abbacchio. Right?
He catches Bucciarati halfway out of a zipper in the wall (if the colossal piece of computer board could be called a wall) and entirely by surprise, judging by the expression on his face. It's not like him to be unaware - was he distracted by the alien environment, or is it just that his ears are still recovering from being blown out? Even he doesn't know. For a moment, he's doubting his eyes, too: but how can there be any doubt when Moody Blues is standing there next to him? A man's Stand can't be duplicated. ]
-- Abbacchio!
[ guilt and joy in equal measure - both springing from that final memory of Abbacchio's body sinking into the sands of Sardegna. Ultimately, neither emotion wins, and he mostly looks bewildered. Like he's seen a ghost. Still, he doesn't hesitate; he steps out of the zipper as Sticky Fingers shuts it behind him, stumbling slightly in his gait. ]