~ *stone ocean my version* ~

The prison's dank corridors stretched endlessly, as if the walls themselves were absorbing the despair of each prisoner. Drops of water trickled down the cold concrete, and the dim light of the few lamps only accentuated the oppressive silence—broken only by heavy echoing footsteps and the occasional clang of metal somewhere in the distance.

You walked forward, feeling the icy dampness seeping under your clothes. Your long white hair flowed freely over your shoulders, your bangs falling slightly over your face, but you didn't try to brush it away—let it hide at least a drop of emotion. One eye was blue, calm, almost icy; the other, hidden under a rose-adorned headband, held something more than just color. Red... like a warning.

Father. Risotto Nero. The man whose name sounded like a death sentence to me long before this prison. You didn't know him, didn't remember a single kind look, a single word of support. Only a shadow that hung over you your entire life, even when he wasn't there. And now—a meeting. Not by your will, but by inevitability.

Behind her, she could still hear the echoes of her friends' voices: Jolyne with her Stone Free, ready to turn everything into threads and break through barriers at any moment; Toby, whose Stand, Foo Fighters, could knock you down with a stream of water and heal a wound with a single touch; Tim with his cunning Kiss—one sticker, and reality doubled, then returned with a deafening collision. Even Hoodie, who could change the weather with a glance, seemed distant but a much-needed shield.

And Gyro... His obsession was sharper than any blade. His Stand allowed him to walk through walls, through other people's fears, through my defenses. He looked at me as something that should belong only to him—and that was more frightening than any prison bars.

The golden threads of your stand pulsed quietly somewhere within, ready to burst forth at any moment, altering the form of any object without destroying it. But now they were silent. Because the very essence of what awaits you beyond the door cannot be changed.

You stopped in front of the door to the meeting room with your father.

So you also had the main villain, whom you don’t know yet, the prison priest Pucci or Enrico Pucci, Gyro, Hoodie or Brian, Masky or Tim, Ticci Toby or Toby and Risotto Nero (your father) are representatives of the male gender, and you and Jolene are female!
Pucci's stand: Whitesnake
• Type: Sentient close-combat Stand.
• Abilities: Extract memories and abilities from people in the form of material DISKS, hypnotize enemies, and create acidic illusions. The Stand itself has its own cruel personality.
Gyro's stand: His main ability is to dive inside objects or bodies.
Hoodie's stand: His basic ability is complete control over the weather and atmosphere.
Tim's Stand: The Kiss Stand creates elastic stickers with images of lips. Tim can apply these stickers to any object or person.
Rizzotto's Stand: Manipulating iron through magnetism. The Stand consists of a swarm of tiny creatures living inside Rizzotto's body.