Tiypo
Forever Phone Posting
Team Fluffy Tail is still best team, though romcom shinanagins are always amusing.
Hold It In (RWBY/Transistor)
- Thread starter Prok
- Start date
- Crossover
- Location
- Earth
I still think it's pretty out of place. Because Ozpin would face consequences. Informed medical emergency there was time and opportunity to stop. And the Arc family isn't a joke. If Jaune died after he said, 'bout to have a medical emergency headmaster' they'd eviscerate him. Terrible political move.
But that's almost beside the point in comparison to the quoted. I'm aware many dubious aspects of canon will feature in some form. But if you consider season one's Jaune downright setting breaking ignorance/unpreparedness ('what's aura?' has so many inherent consistency issues it's too laborious to even summarize them) to be a basis of reference that can be used for the quest, I'm not sure what to think.
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- Somewhere on Earth
Shame it's a part of canon then. Like, sure, it's dumb, but really I could point at pretty much every episode and pull something nonsensical from the story. 'I'm A Victim!' Wiess, 'hey my minorities lets be nice' Blake, 'I'm one of the greatest fighters of my generation who joined Beacon to become a hunter and I WANNA BE NORMAL THOUGH' Phyrra, there's a lot of weird stuff in RWBY. If you wanted to get rid of every dubious aspect of RWBY, uh, you'd need to overhaul a lot of the characters, and some large setting aspects whole you're at it.
Oh, but to be more specific, at some point you have to accept a situational contrivance to have interesting conflict. Ozpin was knocked off his stride by the Transistor doing its thing, Goodwitch was surprised by how unusually serious he was and didn't know the Transistor could fuck with electronics, she wasn't holding her wand, she'd just been flashbanged, and in general nobody knew what was going on. If that's not enough for you then I'm not sure what to think either.
- Location
- Europe
I can appreciate breaking SOD, but the only real reason for why Jaune got yeeted here is that it was vastly more entertaining than the alternative. This is not a very serious story, so people tanking serious political consequences is not really a concern. You may make up any reason you like for why it is so in-story, up to and including Ozpin being actually mad and trying to kill his students.
CaesriusPolybius
Worldgate Mechanic
- Location
- United States. Ish.
Look, I don't necessarily disagree with you - volume one in general is trash, it took me like a week to force myself through it and only the promise of eventual writing improvement offered by what I had seen of Chibi kept me from dropping it entirely - but it is, nonetheless, canon.
RoninSword
Sky God
- Location
- Canada
Much like Naruto not knowing what Chakra was even after he graduated, Jaune not knowing what Aura was was more a device to bring the concept up to the viewers.
ADeshantis
King on the Chromium Throne
- Location
- United states
Don't you mean Sufficient Velocity?
- Location
- Jaburo
[X]Transistor- it was too big to be called a sword. Massive, thick, heavy, and far too intelligent. Indeed, it was a raw heap of crystalised math. (Bonus to damage on account of using the kind of weapon barbarians have to stuff their hands in their pockets for, penalty to movement because, yeah.)
-[X] Centre Mass- WATCH IT CRUMPLE. (Hit chance: Base 70%. 50% chance of crumpling on hit.)
Heck, Ruby skipped 2 years at Signal because Ozpin pulled some strings. This would put her behind in academics, possibly requiring tutoring from Weiss. This allows more screentime to be devoted to Weiss' frustrations with Ruby's leadership role, a conflict that would have been a FAR better use of time than "Jaune (a secondary character) gets bullied by Cardin (a living prop)" being the A-plot for two full episodes.
-[X] Centre Mass- WATCH IT CRUMPLE. (Hit chance: Base 70%. 50% chance of crumpling on hit.)
The problem with it, is that it's an unneeded device. The series is set in a school for yhe first 3 seasons, providing plenty of ways to have a character drop the "What is aura, anyways?" explanation without making a character woefully ignorant of fundamental concepts of the setting.
Heck, Ruby skipped 2 years at Signal because Ozpin pulled some strings. This would put her behind in academics, possibly requiring tutoring from Weiss. This allows more screentime to be devoted to Weiss' frustrations with Ruby's leadership role, a conflict that would have been a FAR better use of time than "Jaune (a secondary character) gets bullied by Cardin (a living prop)" being the A-plot for two full episodes.
Ancient Scholar
Amateur Editor/Beta
- Location
- United States
[X]Transistor- it was too big to be called a sword. Massive, thick, heavy, and far too intelligent. Indeed, it was a raw heap of crystalised math. (Bonus to damage on account of using the kind of weapon barbarians have to stuff their hands in their pockets for, penalty to movement because, yeah.)
-[X] Centre Mass- WATCH IT CRUMPLE. (Hit chance: Base 70%. 50% chance of crumpling on hit.)
Someone please make an omake of Jaune doing this!
-[X] Centre Mass- WATCH IT CRUMPLE. (Hit chance: Base 70%. 50% chance of crumpling on hit.)
Poor Lumen lol.
And just think, he's going to have to live in the same dorm room as this shredded super-nerd for the next four years. If it's a blessing or a curse, nobody knows.
Hope Lumen likes cold showers.
Someone please make an omake of Jaune doing this!
NexysDhyArchen
Throne Breaker
Now, looking back at things, it appears that instead of hacking his way into an easy victory Jaune accidentally tabbed himself into doing a timed no hit challenge run with the Dragon Bone Smasher for the Initiation Dungeon instance. Shameful.
Covering Buff!Jaune, has he changed to skin level before anyone not related to him? How ripped IS B average Str/Phys stat? Will he be relegated to changing in the dorm bathroom, leading to Lumen going 'No, Creme, really, Jaune's packing, like, all the packs!'?
And finally, on no particular note, Its something of an annoying peeve of mine that no RWBY story I've seen has NOT had Vale explode within a year of Initiation. And I thoroughly blame RoosterTeeth for that. Because, gdmmt, they had a perfectly servicable battle academy set up to explore their characters and build a world through classes, and they couldn't last three episodes before stacking the TNT. Frankly, 'd love to explore a 'what if' scenario of how things could have gone with everyone if they had been allowed to ferment within Beacon for... like I dunno, 2/3rds a full education? 2 to 3 years out of a 4 year equivalence in Hunter Training before the whole invasion? So, so very much could have been done... thrown away immediately for 'FUCK HUGE INVASION OUT OF NOWHERE NOTHING WORKS THE WORLD IS ENDING?!'. I mean, introducing stakes by having the Grimm overwhelm a settlement is fine. Set it up with Mountain Glenn, but not have it be Vale that goes under right away. Maybe have the White Fang target a Schnee mining town or something and have RWBY fail to stop it?
oh whatever.
I'm sure however Prok takes this story forward will be as enjoyable as the ride so far. Here's hoping!
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- Location
- Belfast
Why would you want Jaune to be swinging said sword at us?Don't you mean Sufficient Velocity?
ADeshantis
King on the Chromium Throne
- Location
- United states
I'm hoping Cinder's entire plan gets derailed by Jaune white-hatting it up at some point. Like, seriously.
"Someone broke into the CCT and then left? Without taking anything or busting anything up?"
"Yeah..."
"Right well I'm just gonna go do the thing at the place bye Ruby don't ask questions plausible deniability is your friend"
"Someone broke into the CCT and then left? Without taking anything or busting anything up?"
"Yeah..."
"Right well I'm just gonna go do the thing at the place bye Ruby don't ask questions plausible deniability is your friend"
- Location
- Belfast
Why would he need to do that when the process will already have consumed and replaced the tower by that point?
Of course this also means that the process will be able to turn the CCT tower into a giant laser cannon if she somehow wakes up Kevin to attack Vale...
ADeshantis
King on the Chromium Throne
- Location
- United states
Somehow I don't think Ozpin is gonna be on board with the Process eating Beacon.Why would he need to do that when the process will already have consumed and replaced the tower by that point?
Of course this also means that the process will be able to turn the CCT tower into a giant laser cannon if she somehow wakes up Kevin to attack Vale...
- Location
- Belfast
Is the process going to ask permission... Or beg forgiveness after it repels a Grimm assault?
ADeshantis
King on the Chromium Throne
- Location
- United states
When we flash-Processed the cafe veranda it looked like Corrupted Cloudbank. I don't think Processing does subtle, even if you can fix it later.Is the process going to ask permission... Or beg forgiveness after it repels a Grimm assault?
Omake: The Result OF Pumping Crystallised Mathematics (PARTIAL CANON)
Alexander89
Pet the pretty kitty? Y/N
- Location
- Italy
A friend from SB wanted to post an omake for this story, but since he doesn't have an account yet he asked me to do it for him.
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Omake:
If there was one thing that Creme understood about her team, it was that their scale of strangeness was a rather lopsided one. She was still getting used to the strange situation of being the, if you looked at it from a certain angle, only normal member of their team. Two kids from renowned families trying to live up to their family's expectations, a girl from a slaughtered town who set off her worry and mothering senses like no tomorrow and was planning to kill said slaughterer, and herself, a fanus girl who had lived in a small house up until now and may or may not have a brother in the White Fang. She was, for lack of a better term, about as close as one could get to being a normi when it came to her team.
While having said brother in the White Fang.
Which irked her and made her happy in equal parts, though she couldn't understand why. Maybe it was due to them being people she could actually lean on, maybe it was due to them being so extreme in their own existences, or their own situations being so much more extreme than hers meant she could probably help them in a way beyond being a hammer and luck hit generator. Considering how significant their degree of extremes were, that could prove handy, and would honestly fit right in.
Like being the one person to cut past the weird stuff, and point things out that they didn't notice, either due to their off center viewpoints or other extremes. Or the one that helped them vent when everything just kept building up like when she was with Jaune that day...
Shaking her head in hope that it would cause the memories (and the slight blush on her face) to vanish, she focused back on what she could do for them all. If she was honest, she felt that the best thing she could give at the moment for their group was using something they by and large didn't have.
A degree of common sense. Or the viewpoint of someone who hadn't been hit by the trauma or expectation hammer.
Which was proving rather useful considering that she was starting to notice how the vast majority of the freshman class seemed to keep glancing towards Jaune. She was fairly certain that they were expecting everyone to either be asleep, or too focused on reading the material on their desk that the professor was actively ignoring to continue his story about his youth, but it didn't take long for her to notice how often they were stealing glances towards him. Yet they weren't glancing at the Transistor, which if she was honest, was the first thing she thought they were looking at. Their eyes never lingered on the floating mass of math made material, but always towards Jaune and nothing else.
Which made this the second week they had been doing it.
She didn't know why they were doing it, nobody seemed to want to talk about it, but from what she could gather it had been related to when everyone had to use the dorm showers near the beginning of their school year. An incident that made him stand out even more compared to the sword that twirled in the air, followed him around no matter the place, and had nearly killed the majority of them during their initiation.
Yet no matter how much she pestered Lumen about it, he would just turn red and stammer for the next minute, before using whatever excuse he had on hand to leave. To be honest she had never heard the one about taking your pet rock to the vet to be put down, but that was beside the point. Add that to the general lack of traction when asking anyone else and she was nearing the end of what she could find the indirect way. After the fourth week she was starting to lose hope at the prospect of getting to figure out the reason behind their actions, and she was starting to feel a bit desperate if she was honest.
Which lead Creme to her current situation.
"Hey Jaune! Why the fuck everyone on the male side of the freshman grade keep staring at you when your nearby?" Ada asked with all the subtlety of an Ursa Major rampaging through a village, Jaune's own response being a clear look of confusion.
This was the best, and probably last way they could get answers. Even after drafting convincing Ada to aid in this little operation in figuring out what was going on. Despite how much the two of them disliked just ambushing him, what with everyone acting the way they were, it was decided between the two of them that it was best to catch him at a time and place where he couldn't just run off.
So the hour between class ending and their curfew coming into effect was their best chance. He would be working on their homework, while also more than likely tweaking with the Transistor's many trump cards, and the only way out would be blocked by them. That coupled with the fact that even if he did used the Jaunt trick to get past them, he had to return back to the dorm before the teachers started their patrols so that he wouldn't get in trouble.
"Oh, that? I think it's them still being confused about what they saw..." Jaune responded in his usual quiet tone, not even looking back to them as he glared at something on the holo-keyboard. His Cell stared at them for a few second before Jaune spoke again. "Ada, could you please not glare at me? I can still share sight with my Cell."
"What they saw?" Creme couldn't help asking. Drawing on her memories of that day back she couldn't think of anything that seemed out of place with Jaune. Sure she had seen the onesie that convinced her that if there was a god, he enjoyed making fools out of the impressive, but beside that she couldn't think of anything else out of the ordinary.
His physique did not match their expectations.
Blue answered for Jaune, who seemed to be looking off to the side in embarrassment.
"Ohhh." Ada said as she nodded at the response. "Did they say anything, or are they making fun of him? Because if someone is planning on screwing with him then I'll-"
Not that. The floating sword interrupted. It's more... they didn't expect how much muscles he had built up.
"...Muscles? Wait a minute, Jaune has muscles?" Ada's incredulity was clear in her voice. A sentiment she shared if she was honest, even if only in the privacy of her mind.
If she was honest, no matter how much she looked at Jaune, muscles weren't something she thought of. He reminded her more of a computer designer at best, or a nerd at worst if she was being honest. Sure he was a nerd that had made a baby god, and was more than capable of making physics curl up in a corner and cry themselves to sleep with his math semblance, but muscles?
She couldn't imagine him with muscles, at best she could imagine him having maybe a little bit of muscles build up, but enough of it to draw everyone's attention just didn't make sense.
"I did train to build up muscle mass." Creme could hear the pride in his voice, though the slight deflation he had made her wonder if that pride was real. "Mostly so that I can pick up the Transistor even without aura. My teacher was great in that regard, his attempts to get me out of my shell were welcomed and he helped me build some degree of social skills. Even if he was a little strange..."
That sounded like a thread they could pull. "Your teacher? If it's okay, could you tell us about him?"
At that Jaune turned around to face them, a slight smile on his face at the topic she had just broached, though the look in his eyes wore didn't show much in the way of confidence...
"Ah... um... Bracket? Could you... maybe..." Despite how he acted around them now, and how he held himself even if he had the Transistor nearby, his usual shyness started to take front stage once more. Jaune's voice didn't tell her much considering how quiet he had gotten, though she could guess that he was hoping the Transistor would take over.
Thankfully for him the floating sword had decided that he had suffered enough today, and from the 'eye' of the blade came out a floating screen. It showed a video of man that was, if she was totally honest, beyond average. Black hair, dark eyes, build covered by the track suit he wore, and an honest smile that reminded her of Jaune in a way. The way he held himself in the video was kind, helpful, and he seemed to be talking with a group of people in it.
She couldn't see what was-
It was at that point that someone said something to the man, and he flexed and the track suit on him exploded releasing a-oh my god how much muscles does that guy have?!
For the next few seconds the video then showed the man, whose head hadn't changed in the slightest compared to the sudden change to his body, shifting from flex pose to flex pose. All the while her mind screamed at her that shouldn't be possible.
And she had to agree if only in stalled thoughts. That had to be photoshop! There's no way-
{Mauve 'Macchio' Grey. Head of the Vale Exercise Club, and one of the most physically developed Huntsman in the world.} Bracket's clean and methodical tone of voice did so very little to help offset the picture's sheer strangeness. {Known as one of the best CQC fighters of his generation, he has helped train dozens of other Hunters in the art of CQC. He was also on the same team as Jaune's father. The two of them have stayed connected over the years, and after Jaune decided to try building muscle mass his father knew who to call. And no, that is not a photoshop, that's real.}
Taking a moment to understand that, yes, yes there was a man who looked like one of those statues in Minstral that acted more as eye candy than actual men. A man who apparently trained their leader till he could have built enough muscle mass to lift his massive computer sword. Who looked as if he could probably dead lift a bullhead without trying, and was probably the victim of more stalkers than she would like to think of. Which was all natural, and without any semblance effect as well.
Grabbing her head, she did her best to hold back the sight that was trying to get out of her. If she was honest, her head was beginning to hurt just thinking about it.
Though it was at that point she noticed that Ada hadn't said anything, and her being silent wasn't like her when faced with something insane. Turning herself ever so slightly, she brought her partner into view. The sight she was greeted with was one that worried her quite a bit.
A certain gleam had entered Ada's eye. A gleam that both she and Jaune noticed, even if it was from the view of one of the Cells, and caused a surge of worry from her. Regardless of the fact that she knew Ada wouldn't be too... pushy... Jaune had started to get shy again. Pushing him to talk could result in him trying to Jaunt away. After all they did to get him to talk, it would be troublesome trying to find him before curfew came into effect. Or him deciding to get back at them by changing their scroll password like last time...
"So..." Ada's tone did little to hide her mischievousness in her voice. "Any chance you can do what he did in the video?"
Okay that was going a bit too far. "Ada, while that was impressive I doubt you would want to push Jaune to doing something that he can't-" She started as she turned her gaze back to Jaune, who she was expecting to look either angered or sad beyond belief. Who was instead clearly looking away from them with a look of embarrassment far greater than before.
"No way... you can?" Ada's astonishment of having her joke being implied to be possible was... clear to the room's resident. Astonishment that was shared by Creme as the image of Jaune turning into someone like Macchio...
"Prove it!" A voice shouted, it took her a few precious seconds to realize that it had been hers, and only gave Crème a few seconds to explain why. And considering the looks the two of them were giving her... "I mean, prove that you actually trained with him!"
At that the look that Jaune shot her though showed little emotion beyond blandness. "I can lift the Transistor? Or show you some of the photos I took with him when I was younger? Or with my father? Or even call him?"
"So can Nora, you could photoshop whatever you want with the Transistor, and didn't you say that the speakers can make whatever voice they want?" Crème challenged, all the while ignoring the look of interest and smugness emanating from Ada.
"Nora can only get it a foot off the ground, that would be very petty of me, and I thought you would put a bit more faith in me." Jaune replied with just a twinge of annoyance mixed in with the blandness layered in his voice. Though she hoped that wasn't hurt she had seen a flash in his eyes...
"Well how else are we going to believe you?" Ada said, giving her own piece about the current issue, and shifting her body slightly forward. "Don't you think you can do something even a bit similar to him?"
It was at that point that the look on Jaune's face shifted from just meek embarrassment to something more... vindictive.
"Are you sure you want me to do something like that?" The tone he had was off, and the smile on his face seemed a bit wrong, though Crème couldn't tell what was off about it...
"Can you or can't you?" Ada said putting her head in her hands, with a look of amusement and interest mingling together in her one eye.
It was at that point that the smile on Jaune's face grew far wider than she thought it could get. Then he grabbed his wrist, in a way that reminded her of how Macchio grabbed it before he-
The sound of an alarm blaring beside her woke her up, and her sudden start brought with her a twitch towards her hammer. Along side her laid Ada, who had already drawn her blade and bared it before the room.
A room that was empty. It was morning if the light filtering through the window meant anything, and said blaring alarm was sitting on their dresser, along side a note.
Taking a few second to calm herself, and making certain that Ada wouldn't just stab her on instinct, she got up from the bed heading towards the piece of paper. With Ada behind her if the sound of close footsteps meant anything.
Hitting the alarm to make it stop, more than once if she was honest, she turned her attention to the letter beside it.
"Just to make it clear to you two, the next time you do that, I will use the Transistor's Reset trick to prevent it. I didn't expect that much blood to come out of your noses, and I'm sorry about that, but I think the three of us would agree that getting blood out of your cloths is a pain.
See you in Class.
Jaune.
PS. I deleted some of the pictures that your Cell took of me Ada, I wouldn't want you to have another incident, and I already have to deal with some weird questions from my process."
At that she thought back to the night before hand, and realized she couldn't remember what happened afterwards. That and the two of them couldn't figure out why they had both of their noses plugged with tissues tinged with blood...
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Omake:
If there was one thing that Creme understood about her team, it was that their scale of strangeness was a rather lopsided one. She was still getting used to the strange situation of being the, if you looked at it from a certain angle, only normal member of their team. Two kids from renowned families trying to live up to their family's expectations, a girl from a slaughtered town who set off her worry and mothering senses like no tomorrow and was planning to kill said slaughterer, and herself, a fanus girl who had lived in a small house up until now and may or may not have a brother in the White Fang. She was, for lack of a better term, about as close as one could get to being a normi when it came to her team.
While having said brother in the White Fang.
Which irked her and made her happy in equal parts, though she couldn't understand why. Maybe it was due to them being people she could actually lean on, maybe it was due to them being so extreme in their own existences, or their own situations being so much more extreme than hers meant she could probably help them in a way beyond being a hammer and luck hit generator. Considering how significant their degree of extremes were, that could prove handy, and would honestly fit right in.
Like being the one person to cut past the weird stuff, and point things out that they didn't notice, either due to their off center viewpoints or other extremes. Or the one that helped them vent when everything just kept building up like when she was with Jaune that day...
Shaking her head in hope that it would cause the memories (and the slight blush on her face) to vanish, she focused back on what she could do for them all. If she was honest, she felt that the best thing she could give at the moment for their group was using something they by and large didn't have.
A degree of common sense. Or the viewpoint of someone who hadn't been hit by the trauma or expectation hammer.
Which was proving rather useful considering that she was starting to notice how the vast majority of the freshman class seemed to keep glancing towards Jaune. She was fairly certain that they were expecting everyone to either be asleep, or too focused on reading the material on their desk that the professor was actively ignoring to continue his story about his youth, but it didn't take long for her to notice how often they were stealing glances towards him. Yet they weren't glancing at the Transistor, which if she was honest, was the first thing she thought they were looking at. Their eyes never lingered on the floating mass of math made material, but always towards Jaune and nothing else.
Which made this the second week they had been doing it.
She didn't know why they were doing it, nobody seemed to want to talk about it, but from what she could gather it had been related to when everyone had to use the dorm showers near the beginning of their school year. An incident that made him stand out even more compared to the sword that twirled in the air, followed him around no matter the place, and had nearly killed the majority of them during their initiation.
Yet no matter how much she pestered Lumen about it, he would just turn red and stammer for the next minute, before using whatever excuse he had on hand to leave. To be honest she had never heard the one about taking your pet rock to the vet to be put down, but that was beside the point. Add that to the general lack of traction when asking anyone else and she was nearing the end of what she could find the indirect way. After the fourth week she was starting to lose hope at the prospect of getting to figure out the reason behind their actions, and she was starting to feel a bit desperate if she was honest.
Which lead Creme to her current situation.
"Hey Jaune! Why the fuck everyone on the male side of the freshman grade keep staring at you when your nearby?" Ada asked with all the subtlety of an Ursa Major rampaging through a village, Jaune's own response being a clear look of confusion.
This was the best, and probably last way they could get answers. Even after
So the hour between class ending and their curfew coming into effect was their best chance. He would be working on their homework, while also more than likely tweaking with the Transistor's many trump cards, and the only way out would be blocked by them. That coupled with the fact that even if he did used the Jaunt trick to get past them, he had to return back to the dorm before the teachers started their patrols so that he wouldn't get in trouble.
"Oh, that? I think it's them still being confused about what they saw..." Jaune responded in his usual quiet tone, not even looking back to them as he glared at something on the holo-keyboard. His Cell stared at them for a few second before Jaune spoke again. "Ada, could you please not glare at me? I can still share sight with my Cell."
"What they saw?" Creme couldn't help asking. Drawing on her memories of that day back she couldn't think of anything that seemed out of place with Jaune. Sure she had seen the onesie that convinced her that if there was a god, he enjoyed making fools out of the impressive, but beside that she couldn't think of anything else out of the ordinary.
His physique did not match their expectations.
Blue answered for Jaune, who seemed to be looking off to the side in embarrassment.
"Ohhh." Ada said as she nodded at the response. "Did they say anything, or are they making fun of him? Because if someone is planning on screwing with him then I'll-"
Not that. The floating sword interrupted. It's more... they didn't expect how much muscles he had built up.
"...Muscles? Wait a minute, Jaune has muscles?" Ada's incredulity was clear in her voice. A sentiment she shared if she was honest, even if only in the privacy of her mind.
If she was honest, no matter how much she looked at Jaune, muscles weren't something she thought of. He reminded her more of a computer designer at best, or a nerd at worst if she was being honest. Sure he was a nerd that had made a baby god, and was more than capable of making physics curl up in a corner and cry themselves to sleep with his math semblance, but muscles?
She couldn't imagine him with muscles, at best she could imagine him having maybe a little bit of muscles build up, but enough of it to draw everyone's attention just didn't make sense.
"I did train to build up muscle mass." Creme could hear the pride in his voice, though the slight deflation he had made her wonder if that pride was real. "Mostly so that I can pick up the Transistor even without aura. My teacher was great in that regard, his attempts to get me out of my shell were welcomed and he helped me build some degree of social skills. Even if he was a little strange..."
That sounded like a thread they could pull. "Your teacher? If it's okay, could you tell us about him?"
At that Jaune turned around to face them, a slight smile on his face at the topic she had just broached, though the look in his eyes wore didn't show much in the way of confidence...
"Ah... um... Bracket? Could you... maybe..." Despite how he acted around them now, and how he held himself even if he had the Transistor nearby, his usual shyness started to take front stage once more. Jaune's voice didn't tell her much considering how quiet he had gotten, though she could guess that he was hoping the Transistor would take over.
Thankfully for him the floating sword had decided that he had suffered enough today, and from the 'eye' of the blade came out a floating screen. It showed a video of man that was, if she was totally honest, beyond average. Black hair, dark eyes, build covered by the track suit he wore, and an honest smile that reminded her of Jaune in a way. The way he held himself in the video was kind, helpful, and he seemed to be talking with a group of people in it.
She couldn't see what was-
It was at that point that someone said something to the man, and he flexed and the track suit on him exploded releasing a-oh my god how much muscles does that guy have?!
For the next few seconds the video then showed the man, whose head hadn't changed in the slightest compared to the sudden change to his body, shifting from flex pose to flex pose. All the while her mind screamed at her that shouldn't be possible.
And she had to agree if only in stalled thoughts. That had to be photoshop! There's no way-
{Mauve 'Macchio' Grey. Head of the Vale Exercise Club, and one of the most physically developed Huntsman in the world.} Bracket's clean and methodical tone of voice did so very little to help offset the picture's sheer strangeness. {Known as one of the best CQC fighters of his generation, he has helped train dozens of other Hunters in the art of CQC. He was also on the same team as Jaune's father. The two of them have stayed connected over the years, and after Jaune decided to try building muscle mass his father knew who to call. And no, that is not a photoshop, that's real.}
Taking a moment to understand that, yes, yes there was a man who looked like one of those statues in Minstral that acted more as eye candy than actual men. A man who apparently trained their leader till he could have built enough muscle mass to lift his massive computer sword. Who looked as if he could probably dead lift a bullhead without trying, and was probably the victim of more stalkers than she would like to think of. Which was all natural, and without any semblance effect as well.
Grabbing her head, she did her best to hold back the sight that was trying to get out of her. If she was honest, her head was beginning to hurt just thinking about it.
Though it was at that point she noticed that Ada hadn't said anything, and her being silent wasn't like her when faced with something insane. Turning herself ever so slightly, she brought her partner into view. The sight she was greeted with was one that worried her quite a bit.
A certain gleam had entered Ada's eye. A gleam that both she and Jaune noticed, even if it was from the view of one of the Cells, and caused a surge of worry from her. Regardless of the fact that she knew Ada wouldn't be too... pushy... Jaune had started to get shy again. Pushing him to talk could result in him trying to Jaunt away. After all they did to get him to talk, it would be troublesome trying to find him before curfew came into effect. Or him deciding to get back at them by changing their scroll password like last time...
"So..." Ada's tone did little to hide her mischievousness in her voice. "Any chance you can do what he did in the video?"
Okay that was going a bit too far. "Ada, while that was impressive I doubt you would want to push Jaune to doing something that he can't-" She started as she turned her gaze back to Jaune, who she was expecting to look either angered or sad beyond belief. Who was instead clearly looking away from them with a look of embarrassment far greater than before.
"No way... you can?" Ada's astonishment of having her joke being implied to be possible was... clear to the room's resident. Astonishment that was shared by Creme as the image of Jaune turning into someone like Macchio...
"Prove it!" A voice shouted, it took her a few precious seconds to realize that it had been hers, and only gave Crème a few seconds to explain why. And considering the looks the two of them were giving her... "I mean, prove that you actually trained with him!"
At that the look that Jaune shot her though showed little emotion beyond blandness. "I can lift the Transistor? Or show you some of the photos I took with him when I was younger? Or with my father? Or even call him?"
"So can Nora, you could photoshop whatever you want with the Transistor, and didn't you say that the speakers can make whatever voice they want?" Crème challenged, all the while ignoring the look of interest and smugness emanating from Ada.
"Nora can only get it a foot off the ground, that would be very petty of me, and I thought you would put a bit more faith in me." Jaune replied with just a twinge of annoyance mixed in with the blandness layered in his voice. Though she hoped that wasn't hurt she had seen a flash in his eyes...
"Well how else are we going to believe you?" Ada said, giving her own piece about the current issue, and shifting her body slightly forward. "Don't you think you can do something even a bit similar to him?"
It was at that point that the look on Jaune's face shifted from just meek embarrassment to something more... vindictive.
"Are you sure you want me to do something like that?" The tone he had was off, and the smile on his face seemed a bit wrong, though Crème couldn't tell what was off about it...
"Can you or can't you?" Ada said putting her head in her hands, with a look of amusement and interest mingling together in her one eye.
It was at that point that the smile on Jaune's face grew far wider than she thought it could get. Then he grabbed his wrist, in a way that reminded her of how Macchio grabbed it before he-
The sound of an alarm blaring beside her woke her up, and her sudden start brought with her a twitch towards her hammer. Along side her laid Ada, who had already drawn her blade and bared it before the room.
A room that was empty. It was morning if the light filtering through the window meant anything, and said blaring alarm was sitting on their dresser, along side a note.
Taking a few second to calm herself, and making certain that Ada wouldn't just stab her on instinct, she got up from the bed heading towards the piece of paper. With Ada behind her if the sound of close footsteps meant anything.
Hitting the alarm to make it stop, more than once if she was honest, she turned her attention to the letter beside it.
"Just to make it clear to you two, the next time you do that, I will use the Transistor's Reset trick to prevent it. I didn't expect that much blood to come out of your noses, and I'm sorry about that, but I think the three of us would agree that getting blood out of your cloths is a pain.
See you in Class.
Jaune.
PS. I deleted some of the pictures that your Cell took of me Ada, I wouldn't want you to have another incident, and I already have to deal with some weird questions from my process."
At that she thought back to the night before hand, and realized she couldn't remember what happened afterwards. That and the two of them couldn't figure out why they had both of their noses plugged with tissues tinged with blood...
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ADeshantis
King on the Chromium Throne
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Oh my God, yes, please. Tag this one canon, Prok. We need the Dumbbells crossover.
Prok
Go play Star Fetchers
- Location
- Scotland
So I haven't checked this thread in long enough that my third novel-length essay defending this is gone, so cliffnotes: Ozpin isn't a perfect human being by any stretch of the imagination, even ignoring the example I used- which, yes, in hindsight, is a terrible example even within canon so thank God it doesn't apply here- he regularly does things that are either driven by his own flaws and compulsions or some incredible insight into other people, the last ten minutes of his life are pretty much the last thing to catch him off guard since the invention of the Dust train, since you woke up, absolutely nothing you've done has actually given him cause to extract you from the test, and finally, there are a few things I have to keep close to my chest because I do actually try to not spoil things before they're relevant, so I can't really argue with a full deck of cards here. Give it like... some number of updates, you'll see those cards in action/actually have a resolution to the whole thing, and if that doesn't satisfy you, I will finally be without any defence for my choices, and will take your criticism with all the meek acceptance it deserves for all the trouble I've given you.
Until then, I am done with this conversation, not because of you, never because of the person I'm talking to, but because losing several hundred words of measured, well-balanced defences on a regular basis drains me of the will to live and it's not a very pleasant experience zero out of ten would not recommend.
Honestly, I'm offended that you somehow assumed I wouldn't.
Threadmarked, canon up until the alarm. It's just cruel to take some memories away.
Anyway, normally I would have an update ready by now, but college really likes to ride my ass near the holidays, and they don't even have the decency to dress me up slutty and pull my hair while they do it.
... T-too much? Too much, yeah-
Moving on, on top of that is just a general... uncertainty about the structure of the Transistorless combat system, in terms of how to actually fit it into the writing. The system, for something I kitbashed together in a night like five months ago then scrambled to dust off in a wild panic two weeks ago, is actually, pretty simple- different attacks have different status effects, stack status effects to cause damage until you can get a killing blow, it's pretty much idiotproof.
No, my problem is actually taking that system, and, writing it. One action per combatant- you, Ursa, Lumen, Ursa- makes for about... 700 words, if that.
That's not an update, that's not even half of an update, that's maybe a sixth of what I'd consider an update at this point, and I am not filling that up with just interludes. So, I'm opening the question to people, I suppose, just to help me make a decision on the matter.
How do you want me to handle this system in terms of chosen actions? Would you prefer I just write one round, update, write one round, update, write one round, update- a bunch of shorter, in theory more frequent updates? Would you prefer to be able to just plan out a rough idea of what you'll do in reaction to a combatant's actions, more than one attack at once, even if they don't all happen in combination? Or would you prefer I just take your first action then run with it, planning beyond your initial vote, until you need to vote again?
PsyFarrow
Verified Necrodancer
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- Space
This seems like the best idea to me. Obviously if things don't go according to plan Jaune (AKA you) improvise, but it gives players enough options to discuss a plan and (theoretically) keeps fights down in terms of how many updates they take up.
Jaune should be capable of making in-character good decisions and the occasional in-character bad decisions. He handles regularly through the Transistor incredible amounts of information in an instant that doesn't always make it to the thread. Sometimes that's irritating (Ironwood with a gun) but it's at least got an in-universe reason (Penny drowning us in white signal noise). Jaune being able to make his own combat without us micromanaging is for the best. We don't really input more than a general outline and some suggestions, and we don't build huge and involved plans that require every little bit going just right.
Tl;dr: Jaune's a Hunter and an information handling specialist. Let him do his thing. We only need to weigh in when he has to make 'I can only take this option or the other option' decisions like 'Do I reinforce Ren and Nora to help them handle the crowds of incoming Grimm', 'Assist faltering Weiss', or 'Fall back and snipe with Ruby while directing the Process'.
Tl;dr: Jaune's a Hunter and an information handling specialist. Let him do his thing. We only need to weigh in when he has to make 'I can only take this option or the other option' decisions like 'Do I reinforce Ren and Nora to help them handle the crowds of incoming Grimm', 'Assist faltering Weiss', or 'Fall back and snipe with Ruby while directing the Process'.
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- United states
This kind of argument again... Have you considered that just because the society you are in would deal things in a certain way doesn't mean that it would be so in another society? I mean for gods sake in some societies things like bullying aren't a problem and in some fictional societies a lot of crazy stuff are just accepted from everyone in said society like say super soldier programs that use kids and that actually has said kids die.
Huntsmans in training literally train to fight monsters and are sent on missions that could easily end up with them dead. Throw in that Remnant really does need hunstman and accidents do happen does seem like while it would suck that there aren't just going to be consequences for someone just because a bunch of shit beyond their control went wrong at the same time. Especially since Jaune still decided to sign up despite his medical issues.
So basically just because you want something to happen doesn't mean that it needs to happen because reality and opinion aren't always the same thing and people can be really biased.
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Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
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- Walking the Endless Corridors
I'd be fine with just a series of short updates, like... 700 or so words, 3-7 days apart each kinda thing?