"Bringing your Stand out in a Hamon duel?! Have you no shame, Joseph?!" Credit
Overdrive
is a Fusion Fic of Hazbin Hotel and JoJo's Bizarre Adventure by WriteAnon, the fourth part in a series that began with A Peaceful Afterlife. It is the sequel of Only the Results.
The Saint's Corpse has been stolen. A peacekeeper slain. Hell is descending into true chaos. However, as Lucifer's grasp on power frays, a plan is in motion.
Joseph Joestar, after a long and richly lived life, has passed away. And while his hero's path was rockier than most in his bloodline, he is ultimately deemed righteous... enough. Reunited with old friends and loved ones, Joseph prepares for his richly deserved and eternal reward. But, one's past is never idle, and sin is sin. Shifts in Heaven and the chaos of Hell soon conspire to unseat Joseph and send him on a mission of self discovery and redemption. With the help of old friends, new friends, and old enemies, can JoJo accomplish his mission?
Archive of Our Own here. and SpaceBattles here
Overdrive contains examples of:
- Beauty Equals Goodness: Unlike Hell, whose inhabitants have monstrous forms that represent their corrupted souls, the souls in heaven retain their human forms, even returning to their prime.
- The Casanova: Caesar hasn't changed much in that regard, even after all this time. The first thing he does when he meets Charlie is try to make a move.
- Despair Event Horizon: After the trauma of losing Kira and Moonchild, the Hazbin Hotel crew wants nothing more to do with the Stands. Not even Charlie wants to help Joseph.
- Hazy-Feel Turn: The Black Star soldiers, led by Stroheim , are former Nazis who renounced National Socialism after death. That said, they're still criminals who participate in Fifth Great Turf War for more territory, though the fact they fight against their rival gang who are actual Nazis counts for something.
- Heterosexual Life-Partners: Caesar is still this with Jojo. Even with him voluntarily throwing himself into hell with his friend, even though he didn't know the true nature of mission.
- Manchild: Even though Joseph died of old age, when he returned to his youth in heaven, he regained his energetic and immature personality, to the annoyance of some of his relatives.
- "The Reason You Suck" Speech: During his trial, Joseph decides to chew out Heaven for its hypocrisy and self-righteousness as he deliberately throws it.Joseph Joestar: I object to… this. This whole thing. This Court. This trial. This whole afterlife. This farce. Whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it any longer.The Bailiff: Mr. Joestar… You understand that you are expressing contempt of Court.Joseph Joestar: Oh, I understand. Because any court, any afterlife, that would allow this to happen is, quite frankly, worthy of contempt. Hey, Two-Face! Dust off that fancy scale of yours, will you? I want people to see what I really feel. That's more like it. I ask you, what is this? Where are we? Heaven? This is Heaven? Give me a break! We live our lives on Earth, or in the Mortal Realm, whatever you want to call it, and this is our reward for not turning out as shitty as that place? I can't be the only one Up Here who sees the seams, the faults! Heaven. Is. Broken! (...) Ha! See! This place is broken! How else can the Saved arrive here and still be harangued by busybodies like our esteemed guests over there? Who, by the way, are just as corrupt and hypocritical as any persnickety moral guardians I ever met on Earth. And they were born here! Well, sour soil births weeds, and when I look out at this place, I don't see Elysium, I see a bunch of self-satisfied, self-righteous hypocrites! Can't any of you see it? Can't you feel it? This place… it's clean and plentiful – beautiful even – but it's wrong! It's unnatural! Maybe the framework, the blueprint, of paradise is here, but the building's not finished! The scaffolding's still on, the walls are plywood, the wiring's exposed! The foundation is solid but the building is rotten! My attorney won me this case, no doubt, and I could have just kept my head down and carried on. But do I even want to? Could I stomach an eternity up here, where grandstanding moralists can whip up witch-hunts for clout? Where people mill about, going about their lives, pretending the Other Place doesn't exist? What? Is 'fuck you, got mine' the unofficial ethos up here? Is it?!The Bailiff: Enough! Joseph Joestar, you are hereby found–Iustitia: Stand down. Mr. Joestar. Continue.Joseph Joestar: Much obliged, Your Honor. So, yes, I object. I object to being judged by this court. Frankly, I don't accept or acknowledge its authority. How can this place be Heaven when what's happened to me is possible to in the first place? How can we, forgiven by God, be persecuted at his sandaled feet by his creations and by our fellow Saved? I don't recognize this court's authority because I object to, no, I outright deny the supposed divinity it's predicated on! This isn't Heaven! This is a simulation! A farce! Some dollar-store brand knock-off of paradise! I'm speaking my honest truth here, and it is this: Granny Erina didn't raise no coward, and I'll happily be damned before I bow my head, fake a smile, and pretend that this is the way things ought to be! So, you all out there want repentance? Well, tough shit! That's between me and Skydaddy, so piss off! I did some things I regret, sure, but I'm not about to let this place make me grovel and beg for mercy in front of a bunch of moralizing hypocrites living in a perverted fantasy land! I object to this court and I object to this afterlife! Do you hear me?! I refuse to repent to this court! I refuse to repent to any of you! I!! Object!!
