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Yeah, scaling is an issue with AI. I would say in the first it could be that that's when she was a baby. The later pics are when she's at Beacon so around 4.
Mia Arc was on patrol.
She tore across the Beacon courtyard on her red tricycle, police hat tilted at a jaunty angle, a plastic badge pinned to her shirt, and a toy sword and gun stuck in her belt. Sunglasses (stolen from Yang's dresser) covered half her face. She looked extremely serious for a...
Domestic Disturbance
Training with the Valean Police Department was supposed to be a straightforward exercise in civilian response protocols. Team RWBY and JNPR stood with a squad of officers outside a rundown trailer park, all of them in tactical gear.
Ruby adjusted Crescent Rose and glanced...
After the fifth incident of dealing with a Faunus criminal...
Faunus: "W-Well I-"
Blake: "NO! LET ME GUESS! You weren't doing anything! You can't breathe! You're pregnant! You need us to worry about your child that you BROUGHT WITH YOU TO COMMIT CRIMES! YOU WANNA CALL YOUR DAD OR MOM! WE'RE...
Optimal Illusion
Emerald Sustrai had been stewing for days.
Cinder's growing interest in that dense, blond farm boy was intolerable. Jaune Arc was supposed to be a joke — a weak, talentless nobody. Yet Cinder kept watching him. Kept talking about him. Emerald decided something had to be done...
RWBY goes on a training mission with the Valean Cops.
Blake believes she's gonna see a lot of anti-Faunus racism by the cops... But it turns out that it's mostly cops dealing with a lot of entitled morons and idiots committing crimes for stupid reasons. A lot of them Faunus.
Blake: "Well...
Here's an idea: We introduce a senior Huntsman in training. He's a student teacher, a good guy, everyone likes him, he's helpful, he's encouraging... And he gets killed by the White Fang when he tries to stop one of their operations. And you explore this fallout. You could use it as...
Threadmarks: The Arc Clan Extra: Bumblebee (No Not THAT one)
Jaune was halfway across the Beacon courtyard when he heard the familiar engine note.
He stopped dead. Groaned. Then broke into a run.
The bright yellow-and-black sports car coasted to a smooth stop near the dorms, engine purring like it was extremely pleased with itself. Jaune skidded up...
We're BACK!
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The old Vale Clock Tower had been abandoned for years, which made it the perfect stage for a proper supervillain heist.
Eidolon (black leather, cat ears, whip coiled like an angry tail) stood on the roof at 11:58 p.m. exactly, arms crossed, foot tapping, cheeks puffed out...
The laboratory was a converted sub-basement under Evernight Castle, the kind of place that still smelled faintly of rotten wood and Grimmfilth even after the ventilation had been upgraded. Banks of stolen Atlas equipment hummed along the walls. Holographic displays floated in the air, casting...
Radian, Vale
Six Years after Salem's Defeat
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The farmhouse kitchen smelled of warm bread and the faint scent of lavender from the window boxes. Afternoon sunlight spilled across the wooden table and the worn floorboards. In the middle of it all, Arslan paced slowly, rocking the small...