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[Bofors40mm]

salummer(?), to ruby and yang about jaune: grandbabies now.

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Operation produce enough grandchildren that she's too distracted to be evil?

 

[AndrewJTalon]

It's funny when realizations hit you. Often when you're doing something potentially unwise.

The realization hit Whitley Schnee like a slap to the face while he was standing in the middle of Vale's bustling commercial district. He had decided to leave his hotel where he was staying while he worked on the Vytal Festival for his father.

He was rich. He was famous. And he was completely, embarrassingly defenseless.

His name alone made him a walking target. His father's enemies, the White Fang, random opportunists: Any of them could decide today was the day to grab the youngest Schnee heir. And what would he do? Throw lien at them?

…Actually, that gave him an idea.

Whitley scanned the crowd until his eyes landed on the first person who looked like they might know how to throw a punch. Or shoot a gun. Or both.

She was standing outside a weapon shop, bouncing on her heels while eating a cookie the size of her face. Short black-and-red hair, bright silver eyes, and a massive scythe strapped to her back like it weighed nothing.

Perfect.

Whitley marched up to her, pulled out his wallet, and slapped an entire stack of high-denomination lien into her hands.

"You're a Huntress, correct?" he asked, voice crisp and business-like. "I require a bodyguard for the day. That should cover your fee, plus hazard pay. Do we have an agreement?"

Ruby Rose blinked at the money, then at him, then back at the money.

"Uhhhh… sure?" She tilted her head, cookie crumbs on her cheek. "Wait, are you being chased by Grimm right now? Or bad guys? Or both?"

"Not at this exact moment," Whitley said, already regretting everything and nothing. "But the odds are statistically high. Shall we?"

Ruby's entire face lit up like Crescent Rose on overdrive.

"OKAY!"


What followed was not a bodyguard assignment.

It was a roller coaster.

Ruby decided the best way to "protect" him was to show him how normal (As if either of them knew what that was) people lived in Vale. Within twenty minutes Whitley found himself in an arcade, holding a plastic gun and being screamed at by an overly enthusiastic Ruby.

"Shoot the zombies, Whitley! Not the civilians! No, not that civilian either—okay, maybe that one was a zombie, good job!"

He lost horribly. Ruby won every round and celebrated by buying him an oversized slushie "for morale."

Then came the "gallivanting" portion.

Ruby dragged him to a food truck festival, a weapons shop where she gave him an exhaustive rundown on so many guns that his eyes began to glaze (and he bought one just to shut her up and get out of there), and a comic book store where she spent forty minutes explaining why a certain issue of The Adventures of Xray and Vav was peak fiction. Whitley, who had never been allowed junk food or "frivolous reading material," discovered he actually liked both.

He didn't like getting shot at, which he learned quickly.

This happened when a small group of low-level White Fang thugs spotted his distinctive white hair and decided to make a quick score.

Ruby's reaction time was terrifying.

One second she was mid-sentence about weapon maintenance. The next, Crescent Rose was unfolded and she was a red-and-black blur of petals and high-velocity gunfire.

Whitley stood frozen as she took down four armed Faunus in under ten seconds without breaking a sweat.

When it was over, Ruby spun back to him, scythe collapsing with a cheerful shink, and offered the brightest smile he'd ever seen.

"You okay? They didn't even get close!"

Whitley stared at her, heart still hammering, adrenaline singing in his veins… and realized he was grinning like an idiot.

"That was the most fun I've had in my entire life."

Ruby laughed and punched his shoulder lightly. "See? Being a normal person is awesome! Well… mostly normal. With occasional gunfire."

By the time the sun began to set, Whitley was exhausted, sticky from various street foods, and carrying a small bag of comic books Ruby had insisted he needed "for cultural education."

They stopped at a quiet overlook near the cliffs.

Ruby turned to him, silver eyes sparkling in the dying light.

"So… same time next week? I still gotta teach you how to actually aim that pistol you bought earlier."

Whitley hesitated only a second before pulling out his scroll.

"I would like that very much." He held it out. "If you'll give me your number?"

Ruby's face went pink, but she beamed and quickly tapped her contact in.

"Deal! But only if you promise to let me drag you to the new amusement park when it opens. They have a ride that spins you upside down!"

Whitley, who had never been on an amusement park ride in his life, found himself nodding immediately.

"I look forward to it."

 

[digcat]

Here's hoping they meet the rest of team rwby next time.

 

[zMADLAXz]

Was rewatching Pyrrha's fights on Youtube because well her fights were fun, and lowkey her Semblance genuinely fucked.

I had forgotten how much she used it. The only people she didn't use it against were team CRDL and not to disparage their skills, but like, other than the dude with the Halberd, they didn't press her. Only the duel wielding guy was putting some numbers with how he deflected her shots.

One another thing that Monty did great was he always avoided that old cliche of fighters hitting swords for 10 seconds straight, usually it is 3-4 exchanges and then a hit, which is really realistic.

Though I have some criticism but ultimately it was good. Great even.

Now the entire reason why I brought this topic out, I have seen in all the older and even newer RWBY fights, and realized that a fighter with solid Defense and actual functioning Armor would actually beat them all up. Like seriously, huntsmen really depend on their speed and esoteric weapons/semblance.

No wonder Hazel was taking all of their asses.

 

[Abramus5250]

Operation produce enough grandchildren that she's too distracted to be evil?

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Evil GILF Summer/Salem is the kind of evil that is easily distracted by not only grandbabies, but everything surrounding them.

Conquering a kingdom gets put off because some of the local PTA moms are trying to get cookies banned and she's made it her mission to join the PTA and subvert it so such a travesty never happens.

Those power-tripping old farts on that neighboring HOA think they can enforce their awful rules outside of their jurisdiction? Not on granny's watch!

Would Salem Summer try to adopt Nora so Ren could marry his partner, and thus give Salem even more grandbabies? Would she adopt Cinder and encourage her to also be with Jaune?

 

[John Jackson]

Tai
"While I approve in principle Honey we really can't put the HOA's boards heads on spikes as a warning to the next 10 generations…maybe something with fire instead"
She might pull a pro gamer move and adopt REN so he can marry Nora after she's adopted by the Arc family for maximum grandchildren.

 

[KarasAdamas]

"I PANICKED!"

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With the amount of times Blake has pulled the Boyfriend to Engaged to Pregnant in this thread, it is now officially my head canon that this is Blake's panicked response. Specifically when it involves her parents.

 

[cavalal386]

With the amount of times Blake has pulled the Boyfriend to Engaged to Pregnant in this thread, it is now officially my head canon that this is Blake's panicked response. Specifically when it involves her parents.

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that, and running away from her problems.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The arcade was loud, bright, and full of cheerful chaos — exactly what Ruby had hoped for.

After she'd learned that Jaune used to be a pretty big gamer before Mia came along, Ruby had made it her personal mission to drag him and Mia out for a "rediscovery day." Jaune had been hesitant at first, but the moment Mia heard "video games," her eyes lit up like Crescent Rose in scythe mode.

Now the three of them were deep in the arcade, moving from station to station.

They started with fighting games. Jaune and Ruby went head-to-head while Mia cheered from Jaune's lap. Ruby won most rounds, but Jaune managed a few surprise comebacks that had Ruby yelling in delight.

Then came the rhythm games. Mia insisted on playing with them, standing on a box between Jaune and Ruby. She stomped and clapped with wild enthusiasm, missing almost every beat but laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

Shooter games came next. Jaune and Ruby teamed up in co-op mode while Mia "helped" by pressing random buttons and shouting "PEW PEW PEW!" at the screen.

By the time they took a break, all three of them were smiling and a little sweaty.

They wandered over to the small café attached to the arcade. Ruby ordered the most ridiculous sugary dessert she could find — a towering ice cream float with extra whipped cream, sprinkles, and a cherry on top. Jaune got a sensible sandwich. Mia had a healthy lunchbox Jaune had packed, but she kept eyeing Ruby's float with open longing.

"Can I have some?" Mia asked, ears perked hopefully.

Ruby grinned. "Sure!"

Jaune gave her a pointed "Dad Look."

Ruby flushed instantly. "I mean… one bite. Just one!"

Mia took her bite, eyes widening in pure bliss. "It's so good! More please!"

Ruby glanced nervously at Jaune, feeling the full weight of his parental energy. "Sorry, Mia… that's all for now."

Mia's lower lip immediately wobbled into a world-class pout.

Jaune leaned over and gently wiped a bit of whipped cream from her cheek. "If you're good for the rest of the day, we can get a big dessert back at Beacon tonight. Deal?"

Mia sniffled but eventually nodded. "Deal…"

A few minutes later, Jaune stood up. "I'll be right back. Gotta use the bathroom. Ruby, can you watch her?"

"On it!" Ruby said, giving a determined salute.

The moment Jaune disappeared around the corner, Mia turned those big blue eyes on Ruby again.

"Auntie Ruby… pleeeeease can I have more float?"

Ruby hesitated, biting her lip. "Mia, your dad said—"

"But it's so yummy!" Mia whined, giving the most effective puppy-dog eyes in Remnant.

Ruby lasted about ten seconds before caving. "Okay… just a tiny bit more."

Five minutes later, Jaune returned to absolute mayhem.

Mia was running around the arcade like a sugar-fueled goblin, cackling wildly and weaving between game machines. Ruby was desperately chasing after her, arms outstretched, clearly trying (and failing) not to use her Semblance in a public place.

"Mia! Come back here!" Ruby called, voice cracking with panic. She jumped ahead of her with her Semblance, reappearing right in front of Mia... Who turned and dove between the arcade cabinets to the next row. "AH! HEY! GET BACK HERE!"

Ruby leaped over and landed, trying to catch the little half-Faunus girl, but Mia had dashed away again between some claw machines.

"MIA!"

Mia darted straight for the ball pit, scrambled up the nets surrounding it with surprising agility, and perched at the top like a triumphant monkey.

Jaune's voice cut through the noise, firm and stern. "Mia Arc. NO. Down. Now."

Mia froze, ears flattening. She looked at him defiantly for a second… then her face crumpled when he added, "If you don't come down right now, no more dessert for a month."

Mia gasped.

"No!"

"Yes!" Jaune insisted. "And no more game days with Ruby!"

"Th-That's right!" Ruby added weakly.

She sniffled, eyes filling with tears. "I… I can't get down…"

Jaune sighed and stepped in front of the ball pit, holding his arms out. "Jump. I've got you."

Mia hesitated only a moment before dropping into his arms. He caught her easily and held her close as she buried her face in his shoulder, still sniffling, the sugar rush winding down.

"Excuse me you two."

Which is when security found them.

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Five minutes later, they stood outside the arcade on the sidewalk, the noisy honks of mid-day traffic filling the air. The owner made things clear: Don't come back for two weeks, or get a permanent ban.

Which felt like a death sentence to Ruby.

Looking utterly mortified, she turned to her friend. "Jaune, I'm so sorry! I only gave her a few more sips, I swear! I didn't think she'd turn into a hyperactive gremlin!"

Jaune shifted Mia to one arm and gave Ruby a tired but gentle smile. "It's okay. She's very sly and cute… and that makes it really hard to say no to her." He raised an eyebrow. "Without experience."

Ruby groaned, covering her face with both hands. "I ruined everything…"

Jaune chuckled softly. "Not at all. I'm actually glad you dragged us out today. I'd almost forgotten how fun this stuff could be." He glanced at the chaos around them and smiled wider. "Plus… watching you try to catch her was pretty funny."

"It was not!" Ruby pouted.

"It was," Jaune chuckled, as Ruby covered her face.

Ruby peeked through her fingers, still blushing. "You're not mad?"

"Nah." Jaune adjusted Mia, who was already calming down in his arms. "I appreciate how hard you try with us. And honestly… I think you'd make a really good mom someday."

Ruby turned scarlet, eyes going wide. "Wha- I- That's-!"

Jaune just laughed warmly as they started walking back toward the exit, Mia already dozing against his shoulder, sticky hands clutching his hoodie.

Ruby trailed after them, heart racing and mind spinning with way too many thoughts she definitely wasn't ready to examine yet.

But one thing was certain: arcade days with Jaune and Mia were going to become a regular thing.

... In two weeks.

 

[zMADLAXz]

I like all these snippets but Jaune is acting really lax with Mia. Not like a responsible father.

She constantly gets too many sweets, gets lost, Mia talks when she is supposed to stay silent etc.

Look we all enjoy her shenanigans, she's a sweet angel, but Jaune's gotta start putting boundaries because rest of the world just spoils her.

And despite how cute kids are, we all know you sometimes gotta be strict or they grow up to be troublemakers.

 

[Bommel]

Some speculation on the Schnee family, and specifically why Willow and Jacques have had 3 children together.
I've put it in this thread here, because despite the speculation being about sex, nothing about it is hot.

Willow has had 3 children with Jacques, but why?

It's very clear that Willow and all of her children hate Jacques (even if Whitley is able to hide that from the world) because he's been an abusive father and husband for what has clearly been years if not most of the lives the children.
There is literally nothing that indicates that Jacques was ever a good father or husband, and it's made very clear that the only reason why he married Willow in the first place is to take over her family company (he literally told that to Willow's face).

So Willow would have already have been bad by the time they had their youngest child.
Because Winter is in her mid-20's, Weiss is 17 when the story starts, and Whitley is something like 14, so Winter would have been at lest 10 before Willow got pregnant with Whitley.
That's a whole decade plus additional time before Willow got pregnant the fist time with Winter, which would have been more then enough time for Willow to have experianced and realise that Jacques emotionally abusive and a bad person.


So hear me out, a possible reason that I can think of is that..... Jacques is a creepy pervert.

Willow would not have wanted to have sex with Jacques again after all the emotional abuse and him telling her that he only married her to get her wealth and family company.
But after that Willow started drinking to cope, after she fell into despair, and so is drunk quite often.
This could implies that she was drunk when Whitley and Weiss were concieved, and Jacques took advantage of Willow when she was heavily intoxicated to become agreeable enough to have sex with Jacques.
Those times where she got that heavily intoxicated might have been a direct result of Jacques being particularly emotionally abusive.
Willow hasn't been able to report this because of all the power that Jacques has (including over any lawyers she could use to sew him), and she's never told any of her children because she doesn't want them to know (the only one besides Willow and Jacques who might know is Klein, who also can't do a lot for similar reasons).

Why would Jacques do this, rather than just hiring some callgirl?
All Jacques cares about is his greed money and power, and is also willing to do whatever it takes for the sake of profit and/or power.
So he'd get a kick from being in a position of power, and if Willow is really drunk, she can't really resist if she wanted too, or is too out of it to resist at all.
If Jacques is a creepy pervert who gets off on having power over others it could also open the possibility that Jacques has the women of the household staff into demeaning outfits (such as french maid outfits).

 

[Azzy Rael]

I like all these snippets but Jaune is acting really lax with Mia. Not like a responsible father.

She constantly gets too many sweets, gets lost, Mia talks when she is supposed to stay silent etc.

Look we all enjoy her shenanigans, she's a sweet angel, but Jaune's gotta start putting boundaries because rest of the world just spoils her.

And despite how cute kids are, we all know you sometimes gotta be strict or they grow up to be troublemakers.

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To be fair, these are snippets of their life. How actually interesting are the basic times of childcare, versus the possibly few times Mia's more chaotic than honestly bad? Further there have been times we see Jaune be strict- but equally it hasn't been all that long since they moved to Beacon, and her entire life has changed. Honestly speaking, I feel Jaune is doing better than a lot of the parents of my friends at at least showing he cares and treating her like a person rather than a weird pet they keep.

 

[zMADLAXz]

To be fair, these are snippets of their life. How actually interesting are the basic times of childcare, versus the possibly few times Mia's more chaotic than honestly bad? Further there have been times we see Jaune be strict- but equally it hasn't been all that long since they moved to Beacon, and her entire life has changed. Honestly speaking, I feel Jaune is doing better than a lot of the parents of my friends at at least showing he cares and treating her like a person rather than a weird pet they keep.

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I guess that's fair, but I will say that her getting lost and her talking when she should rather stay quiet thing is getting really common. Something that absolutely shouldn't be.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

TRANSCRIPT 1



Private Meeting: Beacon Academy Headmaster's Office

Date: 14 June 2000 AMF



Participants:

Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy and Chair of the H.A.R. Council

Chancellor Edwina Browning, newly elected Chancellor of the Federal Republic of Vale



Chancellor Browning:

Headmaster, I didn't ask for this meeting to be lectured on history. I've read the sealed files. Mount Glenn was a tragedy, yes, but it's been thirteen years. The city sits on some of the richest untapped Gravity and Fire Dust veins on Sanus and contains advanced technologies thst could benefit everyone. My administration campaigned on renewal, on showing the people that Vale does not simply abandon its dreams. Reclaiming it would be a symbol — proof that we are not ruled by fear.



Ozpin:

Fear is a rational response to certain realities, Chancellor. And the reality inside Mount Glenn is not the one the public was told.



[A pause. The sound of Ozpin stirring his cocoa is audible.]



Ozpin (calmly):

Doctor Merlot did not merely fail to contain Grimm. He succeeded in changing them. The sonic emitters you have seen in every modern settlement were only the first, safest layer of his work. The later experiments — the ones that remain sealed — involved cybernetic augmentation and Aura imprinting. He attempted to give Grimm fragments of human souls so they could be trained, commanded… domesticated.



Chancellor Browning:

I've seen the summaries. "Augmented specimens." "Echoes of human personality." The Committee said it was a failure.



Ozpin:

The Committee called it a failure because the alternative was admitting that some of those specimens are still alive down there. Still learning. Still remembering the imprint of the men and women whose Aura Merlot grafted onto them. They are no longer simple beasts, Chancellor. They are something worse — something that can plan, that can wait, that can mimic human voices and more when the mood strikes them.



[Browning shifts in her chair. The leather creaks.]



Chancellor Browning:

Even if that's true, we have Huntsmen. We have the VDF. We have sonic arrays improved tenfold since Merlot's day. We could sterilize the underground levels, seal the worst sections permanently, and begin extraction operations under heavy guard. The economic benefit alone—



Ozpin (quietly, but with steel):

Would be dwarfed by the cost if even one augmented pack reaches the surface. Imagine a Beowolf that remembers how to operate a gun. Imagine a Nevermore that has learned the sound of a child's voice and uses it as bait. Imagine the first rescue team that goes down and never comes back — because the things wearing their friends' faces are waiting in the dark.



[Silence. Ozpin sets his mug down with a soft clink.]



Ozpin:

I was there the night the High Council voted to seal the tunnels. Chancellor Taurus resigned three weeks later because of the weight of what he had to do. He understood what we were burying alive. I am asking you, as someone who has watched far too many well-intentioned reclamation efforts end in new graveyards, to choose the better path. Leave it buried.



Chancellor Browning (lower, almost angry):

You're asking me to begin my term by telling the people of Vale that one of our greatest utopian projects must remain a tomb. That is political poison, Headmaster.



Ozpin:

Better poison now than plague later. The city is not merely lost, Chancellor. It is quarantined. There is a difference. The Grimm down there are no longer wild. They are… curious. And curiosity, in creatures that once fed only on despair, is the most dangerous thing of all.



[Longer silence. The distant sound of a Bullhead passing overhead.]



Chancellor Browning (finally, tired):

…You're certain the threat remains active?



Ozpin:

I have never been more certain of anything.



Chancellor Browning:

Then the quarantine stands. For now. But I will expect a full, unredacted briefing within the month. And if I ever discover you withheld material information from me, Headmaster, our working relationship will become considerably less cordial.



Ozpin (softly, with the faintest trace of a smile):

I would expect nothing less from Vale's Chancellor.



Chancellor Browning:

Good night, Headmaster.



Ozpin:

Good night, Chancellor. And… welcome to the chair.



[End of recording.]

 

[zMADLAXz]

See Merlot's actuons here raise a bit of a controversial point.

If those Grimm have some sort of life/soul now. Should they be treated like actual living beings or as a mere predator species that has more advanced hunting methods.

 

[Sliverhero]

See Merlot's actuons here raise a bit of a controversial point.

If those Grimm have some sort of life/soul now. Should they be treated like actual living beings or as a mere predator species that has more advanced hunting methods.

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Who to say they havent already escaped but noone knows. And they now able to live among people no one the wiser and they can breed.

Cue the great reveal that several of the cast parents were these hybrids

 

[CountvonBarnOwl]

Some speculation on the Schnee family, and specifically why Willow and Jacques have had 3 children together.
I've put it in this thread here, because despite the speculation being about sex, nothing about it is hot.

Willow has had 3 children with Jacques, but why?

It's very clear that Willow and all of her children hate Jacques (even if Whitley is able to hide that from the world) because he's been an abusive father and husband for what has clearly been years if not most of the lives the children.
There is literally nothing that indicates that Jacques was ever a good father or husband, and it's made very clear that the only reason why he married Willow in the first place is to take over her family company (he literally told that to Willow's face).

So Willow would have already have been bad by the time they had their youngest child.
Because Winter is in her mid-20's, Weiss is 17 when the story starts, and Whitley is something like 14, so Winter would have been at lest 10 before Willow got pregnant with Whitley.
That's a whole decade plus additional time before Willow got pregnant the fist time with Winter, which would have been more then enough time for Willow to have experianced and realise that Jacques emotionally abusive and a bad person.


So hear me out, a possible reason that I can think of is that..... Jacques is a creepy pervert.

Willow would not have wanted to have sex with Jacques again after all the emotional abuse and him telling her that he only married her to get her wealth and family company.
But after that Willow started drinking to cope, after she fell into despair, and so is drunk quite often.
This could implies that she was drunk when Whitley and Weiss were concieved, and Jacques took advantage of Willow when she was heavily intoxicated to become agreeable enough to have sex with Jacques.
Those times where she got that heavily intoxicated might have been a direct result of Jacques being particularly emotionally abusive.
Willow hasn't been able to report this because of all the power that Jacques has (including over any lawyers she could use to sew him), and she's never told any of her children because she doesn't want them to know (the only one besides Willow and Jacques who might know is Klein, who also can't do a lot for similar reasons).

Why would Jacques do this, rather than just hiring some callgirl?
All Jacques cares about is his greed money and power, and is also willing to do whatever it takes for the sake of profit and/or power.
So he'd get a kick from being in a position of power, and if Willow is really drunk, she can't really resist if she wanted too, or is too out of it to resist at all.
If Jacques is a creepy pervert who gets off on having power over others it could also open the possibility that Jacques has the women of the household staff into demeaning outfits (such as french maid outfits).

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I posit a different theory. Jacques held his charming, dependable charade that he used to get into the good graces of Willow's family together in the first place until Weiss was 10 (Weiss says that her tenth birthday was when Jacques told Willow he never actually loved her when she explains the origin of her mother's drinking problem). If Weiss was 10, then Whitley would have been 8 at the time (Wiki lists him as being 16 in V4, same as Ruby), and Winter is listed as somewhere in her mid 20s as V3 kicks off, and in the SB thread we've all sort of agreed she is 24, so 24-7=17+/- 2 or 3 years. So about 9 years. (I had been wondering at the math, it was why I wrote this post)

People like Jacques IRL as often as not have incredible social skills (CRWBY cannot depict this because they suck at writing), and while the portion of their brain responsible for governing empathy and the like is usually stunted, underdeveloped, or malformed, a few happen also to be exceedingly intelligent individuals with such a malformation are smart enough to understand what they lack and lucid enough to effectively ape or imitate it as a matter of social survival or personal benefit. This is only magnified by the fact that such people always learn early on how to identify the easiest targets, and keep such people's company.

For a while, it served Jacques to act like a charming, caring, attentive, up-and-comer in the SDC (how, I assume, he earned the attention of Willow's father and fooled him into trusting the man with his daughter and legacy).

Of course, when he had three kids of his own, and he had been running the SDC long enough for a critical mass of his own allies and connections to supplant his deceased father-in-law's (and Nicholas, who lived long enough for Weiss to remember him, was finally dead) he didn't need to keep up the pretense anymore. So he stopped. It was probably no different from taking off a dirty coat for him, but to Willow and the kids it must have been a shock.

That and, as to your point on Willow and Jacques having 3 kids, on a setting like Remnant, that is more reasonable than having two or less. Because the Grimm are an existential threat and the real apex predator across most of the world, anybody having children needs to do so with the assumption that not all of them will survive to adulthood.

IRL the replacement rate is 2.1 to 2.4; two kids replacing two parents with an extra cushion if something goes wrong. Rounding up to the nearest whole child you get a functional rate of 3.

On Remnant, where the average life expectancy is lower and the average child mortality rate is higher, the birth rate required to at least keep the population stagnant is probably going to be more than that.

This creates a world in which culture expects you to have more children, society is more understanding and accommodating to the expenses of child rearing, and those who cannot have children must at least be willing to look after those of their neighbors' or their extended kin grouping, lest they face total ostracizing.

But we do not get families with a lot of children in our story. This is for multiple reasons, some are good, others are bad.

Reason 1 is a good reason. Rule 4 of Writing - all characters in a story must have a good enough excuse to be in it. RWBY has a cast bloat problem as is, and it would be exacerbated if we populated the world as we reasonably should.

Now we could populate the world, but if we did so carelessly, we would run the risk of breaking Rule 3 - all characters must be written as if they are alive (except dead characters who have to be written as if they are corpses). You cannot have a character who has a lot of kids and who does not act like he has a lot of kids absent an excuse (such as forgetfulness, not knowing of their existence or apathy). Or you could write a large family for only a few characters who matter to the story and break Rule 2 - all parts of a story shall be necessary to it and help develop either the plot, the characters, or both.

So, in order to avoid going the way of Naruto and having 40% of our time and effort occupied by filler which needlessly detracts from the development of the characters and impairs our understanding of them for no material impact to the plot, we could write about small families.

However, small families, on Remnant, should be the exception, and while it isn't a problem to write mostly about exceptions (and considering the sort of crowds the exceptions tend to exist in, you may find very quickly a cast improbably peopled by a large proportion of exceptions (which is not a problem, introducing unnecessary characters or radically and incongruously to get a fairer cross-section of the general population serves no end besides making your characters and world-building feel less believable to your audience).

In canon RWBY this is mostly done for us. Marrying Tai seems to have a barrier-to-entry that involves being a member of Team STRQ, and is a functional death sentence, so he stopped after 2. Jacques and Willow hate each other so they stopped at 3. Ghira and Kali don't have any good excuses in canon but one Blake was more than enough.

In fact, in canon RWBY, Jaune is supposed to be an everyman. So it is reasonable to guess that the oddity with his family is not that they are a household of ten, but that all of Jaune's siblings are girls.

Also, Nora and Ren's families got fucked up by the Grimm, and cases like theirs are probably somewhat common. So that is them explained.

The above is what I wish was the case.

Onto the bad reason, and the real reason why things came out the way that they did; why the families that we see are all implausibly small. CRWBY ignores Rule 3.

CRWBY are terrible writers. So much so that I maintain that all the good writing they accomplish happens either by accident or against their express wishes (and they try to cut out any shows of competence and skill, meager though they may be, as soon as they find them). See V8.

Because CRWBY are incompetent writers, and lacking in imagination the struggle to conceive of how or why a setting, no matter how fantastical, may differ from their own. This fact is doubly and tragintupally true in the soicial and cultural dimensions.

CRWBY cannot conceive of any place, real or fictional, where the societal norms are different from those of a liberal western capitalist city in a rich, high-trust monochronic society. No matter how out of place those values would be in a setting where the cultural forces holding dominance are anything but the Enlightenment, or the mixture of Christianity and Aristotelian philosophy that made the Renaissance and thereby the Enlightenment possible on Earth. Mind you, these are just the factors that I was able to think up over lunch, there are dozens if not hundreds more because cultures and anthropology are complex as shit.

They are like this because they are all Rousseauians. They are all conceited, and they are conceited enough to assume that just by being themselves their views and beliefs are the (0,0) of all reasonable opinions and right moral views with no regard to the anthropological or philosophical precedent of their environments. Nor, can they conceive of environments that might shape one differently, and even if they could, they would go far out of their way to let everybody know that a person is only as moral as they are in agreement with CRWBY.

Quite simply, they are narrow-minded enough to take the social norms of Austin, TX and assume that they are the norms in all places.

What we are left with is the fact that CRWBY are such awful writers that, even when there is a prima facie case that they are following the Rules of Writing, they are, in reality breaking them for reasons mapped on a mental axis that only people too dumb to know that they do not know everything can possess.

You're right that Jacques needs to feel in control of others in order to function, about 1/7th of the human race does to a degree where it becomes a noticeable component of any interaction that you may have with them. But personality is not a surefire marker either, some - typically in different circumstances and with different opportunities and connections - are liable to act in manners completely unlike Jacques. But while they take different forms, these behaviors are the same manipulations, and to the same ends.

Though I do genuinely wonder if Jacques would be this petty in this case because it makes me feel too much like Jacques is going to too much trouble to gain no reward. Not that he wouldn't, that is what petty means. But in this case, and done in a sloppy manner that is sure to earn him disapproval from his social circle... No, that tipping his hand too far. If you want to write Jacques you need to write a grown-up Joffrey Baratheon. From that starting point imagine a Joffrey with a mind to rival his uncle and grandfather, as well as the composure. He needs to be in control, and he wants to exert that control over others, but, the thing he wants most, is to be applauded for it. And that is how people like him always come apart. Their needs clash with their wants.