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[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

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AndrewJTalon said:
A slight tweak to the RWBY timeline. Isabel did indeed become a doctor... But her main focus for revitalizing Radian was to get its Dinosaur Park running again. Like in Dinosaur Sanctuary, an island was discovered with a lot of dinosaurs that had survived not only the KT Extinction Event, but also the rise of the mammals and the Moonshatter.

*snip*
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If there are dinosaurs, are there dinosaur faunus?
 
AndrewJTalon said:
So, what kind of dinosaur bonded with Jaune and follows him all the way to Beacon?
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The fluffiest possible dinosaur, with it being competely covered in down-feathers as possible.
It could still be big and powerful (or very small and fast like a Raptor), but just incredibly fluffy, fuzzy and soft.
 
zMADLAXz said:
Ok I need the Lore masters of RWBY's help here.

When Jaune first showed Crocea Mors' collapsing shield function to Ruby, she remarked, "But it still weighs the same.", to which Jaune answered yes.

And this line stuck with me ever since because indirectly what Ruby is implying here is that collapsing mechashift weapons have reduced weight in their collapsed form. At least the modern weapons.

If it wasn't the case, then Ruby wouldn't have mentioned it because Crescent Rose has a collapsible mode as well and if the weight of it remained the same as well, why would she say this for another collapsing weapon?

Does this mean that Mechashift weapons are more than just clever mechanical engineering and actually Physics fuckery on Remnant? I need answers.
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No?
Jaune said "the shield gets smaller, so when I get tired of carrying it I can just put it away."
To which Ruby replies "but wouldn't it weigh the same?"
The implication from this is that mecha shifts do not change weight. Shield form and scabbard form weigh the same. How did you come to the opposite conclusion?
 
NightDranzer said:
Either physics fuckery; or she meant that the weight distribution of the object in question (Crocea's Shield/Sheath) remains the same. Two objects may weigh the same but their shape may make it easier or harder for someone to deal with depending on how said weight is distributed.

CRWBY of course, just sucked at explaining that part.
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zMADLAXz said:
I see, so it's something about the center of gravity of the object.

Crocea Mors has a very symmetrical design, so its center of gravity doesn't change when it collapses because the sheat has the same line of symmetry.

Yeah this is stupid. Why add this line and make Mechashift weapons feel even more weird.

Already Crescent Rose has so many moving parts that I can feel will fail the moment the weapon system gets contaminated with some mud or gravel. Now you add possible Physics fuckery?
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Yeah, CRWBY just proved themselves to be as dumb as so many bags of sand on that one.

Humorous as the assumption of physics breaking is, the principle of charity demands that we assume they had been speaking with respect to Corocea Mors' gravity and balance. Of course, because we're dealing with CRWBY-level competence, it comes out as a pointless line that a character such as Ruby wouldn't have bothered saying if she were written with a decent degree of verisimilitude.

However, if we dispense with all pretense and apply what we know of the persuasions, beliefs, character, and competence of the individuals involved, the only reasonable conclusion that we can reach is that the line was put in to show that Jaune's weapon is as unqualified for Beacon as he is. It is hardly a mechashift weapon. Consider, all the weapons that we had seen up to that point. Crescent Rose, Myrtnaster, Gambol Shroud, Ember Cecilia, Adam's Jetstream Sam ripoff, Melanie's boots, Miltia's Claws, Junior's rocket bat, Roman's cane, Glynda's riding crop, and all of those weapons Ruby had been gushing about beforehand (fire sword and the like).

In short, the words of the sentence bare on its actual meaning only through some innuendo. It is a violation of the twelfth and thirteenth rules of writing fiction. They hold, respectively, that the Author must:


12. Say what he is proposing to say, not merely come near it.


13. Use the right word, not its second cousin.


Now I do not believe this was done maliciously, not on my second review of the cumulative evidence, anyway. This was written back when RWBY's budget was ten cents a Season, before the pandering had any chance to take off. So we can kind of assume it isn't on malice, although, knowing what we know about the personalities of the people who made RWBY what it became, I would not be surprised if this was an unintentional slipping or a latent tendency in thought patterns regarding what dialogue is organic and natural coming to the fore.

But I'm no profiler, so I won't bother with further psychoanalysis.
 
AndrewJTalon said:
So, what kind of dinosaur bonded with Jaune and follows him all the way to Beacon?
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An Utahraptor or a juvenile tyrannosaurus, because we all want to see the Rusted Knight ride a fuckhuge T-rex. Except I guess he'd be like Rusted Tarzan instead.

Ruby: *dazed* "Abs. Strawberry syrup. All over those abs. Yummy."
Weiss: *wiping away the drool* "How...mature. Like wine. Imma get soooo drunk~"
Blake: "Phwoar, crikey!"
Yang: "Hubba-hubba."
Pyrrha: "COCK. IN ME. NOW."
 
LordofBones said:
An Utahraptor or a juvenile tyrannosaurus, because we all want to see the Rusted Knight ride a fuckhuge T-rex. Except I guess he'd be like Rusted Tarzan instead.

Ruby: *dazed* "Abs. Strawberry syrup. All over those abs. Yummy."
Weiss: *wiping away the drool* "How...mature. Like wine. Imma get soooo drunk~"
Blake: "Phwoar, crikey!"
Yang: "Hubba-hubba."
Pyrrha: "COCK. IN ME. NOW."
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Pretty sure they would have the same results. But that T-rex would probably have become a dragon from being in the Ever After long enough.
 
AndrewJTalon said:
So, what kind of dinosaur bonded with Jaune and follows him all the way to Beacon?
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Now I picturing the shocked reaction people will have once they see jaune bonded dinosaur.
Also think on the reaction if they learn that jaune only got his aura once he got to beacon. So to them that means Jaune has been working with dinosaurs with no aura.

Now back to my chainsawman crossover.
There is something inserting about hybrids they can't age once they become a hybrid.

The Arc Homestead : Late Evening

The forest outside Vale breathed in silver mist. The path to the old Arc homestead glowed faintly in the moonlight, warm windows flickering through the fog.

Roman Torchwick adjusted his hat as he walked, gloved hands in his coat pockets. Behind him, Neo followed with careful steps — small, silent, parasol hooked lazily over her shoulder. "Keep up, kid," he said, voice smooth and teasing. "This isn't the part of town you wanna get lost in."

Neo gave him a look, sharp and unimpressed then signed quickly: "You're the one who gets lost." Roman smirked. "Touché."

They reached the porch. The faint hum of aura in the wood still felt familiar, alive, a heartbeat under his palm. Home. He knocked twice.
The door swung open to reveal Saphron, face lighting up instantly. "Roman! You actually came back!"

Roman tipped his hat with a grin. "The prodigal son returns. You still making that stew that can double as glue?" "Still got that smart mouth, huh?" she laughed, pulling him inside.

The house was loud and alive. Rouen sat by the fire, oiling a practice sword; Sable was sketching at the table. Jaune swung a wooden stick like it was Crocea Mors itself, a chorus of younger siblings cheering him on. Upstairs, muffled laughter and footsteps hinted at even more Arcs awake past bedtime.

And there in the big rocking chair by the fire, sat Reze. Her hair was shorter now, tied back loosely, and her belly round with another child. Candlelight shimmered against her soft smile.

"Roman," she said warmly. "Welcome home."
He took off his hat, grin faltering into something gentler. "Hey, Ma." She tilted her head, eyes sharp but kind. "Still finding trouble?"
Roman shrugged. "Nah. Trouble finds me. You know how it is, big city, small kingdom. People need someone to keep things… organized."

Rouen glanced up, amused. "You mean that 'Roman Torchwick Criminal Empire' rumor they keep talking about in Vale?" Roman smirked. "Rumor? Sounds flattering." Reze sighed, but her smile didn't fade. "Just make sure your organization doesn't follow you home."

He winked. "Wouldn't dream of it."
Before more teasing could follow, the window rattled. A low rumble rolled through the ground , too heavy for thunder. Beam sat up from the hearth, tail flicking, voice low. "Denji smells devils… bad ones." Reze's smile vanished. "Rouen, Saph, get the little ones downstairs."

Roman straightened, eyes narrowing. "Guess Vale's 'rumors' followed me after all." The front door creaked open before he could move.
A tall, scarred figure stepped in — coat torn, shirt half-burned, faint wisps of smoke rising from his shoulders. Denji stood in the doorway, rain dripping from his hair, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth despite the blood on his arm.

"Evening," he said casually. "Something nasty out there."Reze moved to him instantly. "You're bleeding." He waved it off. "Barely a scratch. Thing's fast, though. Didn't smell like Grimm."
His eyes flicked toward Roman — sharp, knowing. "You still playin' mob boss, kid?"

Roman smirked. "Pays better than monster hunting." Denji chuckled, then grew quiet. "Don't make me bury another one of us." Roman's grin faltered. "…I'm not a kid anymore." Denji stepped closer, resting a heavy hand on his shoulder. "You'll always be one of mine."

Roman tried to look away, but Denji just pulled him in — a rough, one-armed hug that spoke more than words ever could. "You get that fire from your mom," Denji muttered. "And that stupid grin from me. Don't let either burn you out." Roman let out a breath, almost laughing. "No promises, old man."

Denji smirked. "Good. Let's go make a mess."
He turned toward the door, the faint rattle of hidden chains stirring under his skin. Roman followed, rolling his shoulders as orange sparks coiled up his arms — tiny halos of heat that shimmered like living embers.

Reze stood in the doorway, hand resting protectively on her stomach. "Denji. Roman." They both turned."Come back," she said simply.
Denji grinned. "You got it." Roman gave a mock salute. "Wouldn't miss dessert."

Then father and son stepped out into the storm.
Through the window, Neo and Jaune watched as the clearing beyond the treeline lit up, crimson chains snaking through the dark, explosions flaring like stars. Denji fought with wild, reckless ferocity; Roman with precision and rhythm, detonations bursting exactly where he wanted them, the chaos and control forming one deadly dance.

Two devils born of love and madness,a legacy the world wasn't ready for. Inside, Reze sat by the fire, a soft hand on her belly. Her gaze lingered on the window, pride and worry tangled in her eyes. "Another one on the way," she whispered. "And still they fight for a home worth keeping."

The wind howled. Outside, light bloomed red against the trees, fire, blood, and the heartbeat of a family that refused to die quietly.
 
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