well i guess this counts as my application
What you need is my Stand, 『The Chog』. What you can find beyond the powers of my Stand is where you need to go in order to find Heaven. What you need is a trustworthy friend. He must be someone capable of controlling his own desires. He must be someone who is not interested in political power, fame, wealth, or sexual desire, and who chooses the will of God before the law of humans.
Will I, JOE, be able to meet someone like this one day?
What I also need is the lives of more than 36 humans who have sinned, because those who have sinned harbor a strong power within.
There are 14 phrases that one must keep in mind:
I'll engrave these words onto my Stand so I won't forget them.
What is most necessary is "courage"; I must have the courage to destroy my Stand momentarily. As it disintegrates, my Stand will absorb the souls of the 36 sinners and will give birth to something utterly new.
Whatever is born will "awaken". It will show interest in the 14 words that my trusted friend will utter... My friend will trust me and I will become his "friend".
Lastly, I need an appropriate location. North latitude, 28 degrees, 24 minutes, West longitude 80 degrees, 36 minutes...
Go there and wait for the New Moon...
That's when Heaven will come.
well i guess this counts as my application
@ShayThatBae-html What outcry have you uttered about my person, you oafish brute? I shall cordially remind you that I was the best scholar in my law class in Oxford, and I have been involved in several frivolous tea parties and courtroom disputes, and I have over 300 boxes of Earl Gray. I am proficient in the Simian school of diplomacy and I am the top linguist in my book club. Know that you resemble nothing in my eyes save for yet another uncultured mind. I will hasten your undisputed expiration from the world with grace and finesse. The thought that you can retreat after jesting of such matters over the internet is laughable. As of this moment, I am telephoning a mutual friend to negotiate a swift and sure rebuttal to your argument so I would implore you to prepare yourself for the upcoming verbal deluge. The deluge that will no doubt saturate your life with discomfort. You are well and truly wrong, my good sir. My abilities of travel are unmatched, and I can recite over 700 lines from Shakespeare, and that is just from Hamlet. The amount of knowledge that I have accrued is vast, and I shall use it to firmly state my authority on such matters, you rapscallion. Truly, I wish you had some semblance of knowledge on the matter you have brought up and its repercussions. Alas, you did not, and now you will suffer a fate most dire, you plebeian. I shall defecate concentrated dislike upon you and you shall struggle to survive in its waters. Pistols at dawn, old boy.
my collaboration has been appreciated :()
This is RuptureFarms.
They say it's the biggest meat-processing plant on Oddworld.
I used to work here, Well, I was really a slave, like all the others.
That’s me! My name is Abe!
I was employee of the year. Now, I’m dead meat.
I cross the meanest boss in the world:
Molluck the Glukkon.
My whole life has changed in just one day.
I was working late one night at Rupture Farms...
We used to make Meech Munchies, until the Meeches were through.
We still made Paramite Pies, and we made some good Scrab Cakes too!
I thought I had a good job, but that was before I knew.
How we'd make New and Tasty, I was still to find,
The truth, it turned out, now that would blow my mind.
The Glukkons were scared, 'cause profits were grim.
Paramites and Scrabs, had been turning up thin.
But Molluck was cool, he had a plan.
This new kind of meat?
IT WAS US!
I just had to escape, I just had to be free,
and I didn’t even know I had a destiny.
GET ME OUTTA HERE!
I had just got past those Slogs, when the strangest thing I saw.
A big moon was before me, and its face was my paw.
Then I fell down a cliff and smashed my head.
When some Big Face appeared, and said I was dead.
Said our land was changing, was imbalanced as best.
He told me my fate was to rescue the rest.
For Paramites and Scrabs had been sacred once,
That was before RuptureFarms turned them into lunch.
And they live in temples, and that's where they still nest.
And facing these creatures, that was my test.