infinityDivided
Prince Of Doom
- Location
- USA
Except he knows that the Process is a newborn, with Jaune teaching it. A big part of his internal (and then external) celebration is that Remnant not only has a new God, it's also benevolent.
Hold It In (RWBY/Transistor)
- Thread starter Prok
- Start date
- Crossover
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Their
No, that would be if this was a Bravely Default or Bravely Second crossover. Though that could be an interesting crossover...
Kinda debatable. IMO, it's more obedient to Jaune's wishes than anything else.
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
I mean, the process does lack for empathy though. Human children take ages to learn sympathy and empathy, the Process maybe be 'smarter' in many ways, but empathy is a fundamentally emotional thing, and being derived from a computer, the process is less able to learn that.
It has a very good guide in Jaune, but the process itself has not learned Empathy yet, it's far too young to have done so.
- Location
- Mt. Holly, North Carolina
The last two gods he ever met were the brothers. The new god he has just met is more amoral than either of them but is still young enough to get emotional and mental cues from a human. It is effectively attached at the hip still to it's human progenitor so he is currently optimistic about what it means. This new god is literally capable of becoming a complete master of every variety of physical matter possible, so he decides to teach it magic, the one thing he is an active master of.
So if Jaune is the young dad, then Ozpin is the cool Uncle who's gonna teach the kid some bad habits that'll cause massive headaches?
- Location
- Mt. Holly, North Carolina
More "cool gruncle". Qrow will be his usual bad "mature" example of a generally good person who has issues to put it lightly.
- Location
- Somewhere
Ozpin learning he has a win condition for the first time in who knows how long is kinda heartwarming. His other words and the possibility of playing magical doc frankenstein... not so much.
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- Location
- Goose Land
He's musing about his regrets and failures, his might have beens if he'd just had that smallest shred of a bit of hope that was what the Process represents, after he's finished off a bottle of whiskey.
The bottle of whiskey.
The bottle of whiskey that he only brings out when things are going good.
And it's taken him 30 years to finish that bottle off.
And what does he do, in his drunken sense of hope and regret?
He takes a chance.
He throws a line out to the Process, asking them, "Want to see something new?"
"Do you want to take a shot at something that's impossible?"
"Do you want to make a Miracle?"
Ozpin's letting his Shonen Action Hero show and I am excited.
Also the Fall Maiden hasn't been ambushed (yet?) so that's a very intriguing bit of strategic data, and if we're lucky the Process will end up giving her a Cell to keep an eye on her and provide assistance as necessary.
The bottle of whiskey.
The bottle of whiskey that he only brings out when things are going good.
And it's taken him 30 years to finish that bottle off.
And what does he do, in his drunken sense of hope and regret?
He takes a chance.
He throws a line out to the Process, asking them, "Want to see something new?"
"Do you want to take a shot at something that's impossible?"
"Do you want to make a Miracle?"
Ozpin's letting his Shonen Action Hero show and I am excited.
Also the Fall Maiden hasn't been ambushed (yet?) so that's a very intriguing bit of strategic data, and if we're lucky the Process will end up giving her a Cell to keep an eye on her and provide assistance as necessary.
SaltyWaffles
I am dissapoint, son
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Happy, hopeful, and relieved Ozpin is so cathartic and heartwarming to see.
- Location
- Goose Land
That or the memory of a memory of a friend of Oz's.
Redsoff
[DETACHMENT]
- Location
- By [your] side
Isn't he just talking about the Magic-AI copy that died in the Transistor?
Oz was kind-of the father...
- Location
- Goose Land
Yeah. Magic is weird and currently undefined.
nmWarden
Webcomic Glutton
- Location
- Texas
Maybe he's talking to his previous host, the original owner of Ozpin's body. According to rwby canon there is a merge, but that doesn't have to be the case here.
As I continually suggest during Ozpin's downright depressing speech to the students during… orientation(?) in season 1, Ozpin's previous self could exist in a mostly inactive state even now. If the merge didn't happen at all, then the second personality could just recuse himself from normal life, a hermit that's abandoned his own body and letting Ozpin have the run of it. Like a silent Butcher personality for anyone that's read Worm fics.
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- Location
- florida
If the gods of the bastion are... worth calling up for spell craft.
Perhaps the brothers are still willing to awnser their worshippers prayers.
Though if that were the case I imagine Salem and Ozpin would do everything in their power to wipe them from human memory.
I just realized how this is going to put even more of a spanner in the works: from now on Ozpin is going to be acting under the assumption that everything he does is being actively monitored by an impressionable young god.
- Location
- Philippines
I have got to say, I found this months ago yet put off reading it for a long time because I was already so busy with life and other fics/quests.
Yet, when I finally got the time and nerve to read this? I LOVED it, this has got to be my favorite RWBY fic ever or at the very least Top 5.
I don't know the Transistor game, and heck I never even heard of it before this Quest. But the QM has made it easy to follow
And I love the characters both OC and canon. The fact that Ozpin and his inner circle has a win condition in sight is gonna change so much and God I just can't put my excitement for this Quest in words.
And I love the world building and the expansion on aura and glyphs, like the thought of Jaune as a techo wizard summoning Process minions and spamming Fuctions and Glyphs makes me grin.
The team's great and I'm honestly pretty glad you aren't gonna have a pairing for Jaune. Though I love the ship tease. I'm a bit sad that Lumen isn't open for ship tease but Sky and the rest of CRDL having actual personalities isn't something I'm gonna complain about, besides from what we've seen Lumen and Sky are pretty cute together.
I binged this from the first post page by page to this and I never regretted it.
Yet, when I finally got the time and nerve to read this? I LOVED it, this has got to be my favorite RWBY fic ever or at the very least Top 5.
I don't know the Transistor game, and heck I never even heard of it before this Quest. But the QM has made it easy to follow
And I love the characters both OC and canon. The fact that Ozpin and his inner circle has a win condition in sight is gonna change so much and God I just can't put my excitement for this Quest in words.
And I love the world building and the expansion on aura and glyphs, like the thought of Jaune as a techo wizard summoning Process minions and spamming Fuctions and Glyphs makes me grin.
The team's great and I'm honestly pretty glad you aren't gonna have a pairing for Jaune. Though I love the ship tease. I'm a bit sad that Lumen isn't open for ship tease but Sky and the rest of CRDL having actual personalities isn't something I'm gonna complain about, besides from what we've seen Lumen and Sky are pretty cute together.
I binged this from the first post page by page to this and I never regretted it.
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Omake: A Job For Control()
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Their
I realized that a Calculation Semblance for Jaune in some ways encompasses the standard video game package of giving players an interface with numbers to understand the world better through. I've also been replaying Bravely Default and Bravely Second recently, and remembered the characters of Adventurer and Faithful Fox. So here's an omake of questionable quality, for another way that Calculation could have begun to form Control. And a possible Bravely Default/Bravely Second crossover?
Huntsman served their role in protecting the populace from Grimm. This was common knowledge. While it was often possible to identify Huntsman by the weaponry on their person, it was not unheard for other citizens to wear unusual outfits for one reason or another. So the person walking the streets around Signal hadn't drawn a great deal of attention for their attire. The red jacket going a bit past their waist, dark blue sash and pants beneath it, and even the faded black boots merely indicated that they were likely a Huntsman. Even the brown scarf and wide brimmed red hat that concealed their head save eyes and ears from view and sheathed sword at their hip were simply enough explained away. The fox that wandered around their feet as they walked silently was a bit more unusual; The orangish-brown of it's fur made it obvious that it was no creature of the Grimm. Still, aside from maybe a curious child here or there, the creature was with a Huntsman. It couldn't cause much trouble.
The day wore on as the Huntsman and their four-legged companion eventually settled down on a bench, hat tilted forward to cover the Huntsman's eyes from the sun. Though an astute observer may thought the backpack with bedroll atop it still worn was uncomfortable, the watching eyes of the fox from it's curled up spot on the bench next to the Huntsman warded off further curiousity. The pair simply wanted to rest, and that was that. No need to investigate further. And so the sun floated across the heavens, the shadows shrinking and growing, until the students flowed out from the buiding. The fox stood up at this with a yawn, circling a few times around the Huntsman's feet, before padding off with a "yip" towards it's stationary companion.
The erstwhile creature wove between feet silently, slinking from shady spot to shady spot in pursuit of the boy and girl. It was not until the moon had risen and long after the fox had dived into a dumpster for a meal of... it wasn't sure? The boy and girl had been eating, so no reason it couldn't. Anyway, it watched them turn down an alley. And in the moment that the boy howled and the girl next to him turned terrified, the fox saw the world turn grey. The fox almost pranced down the alleyway, leaving way for a pair of boots to walk forward that it was more than happy to begin circling around once more. The grey shifted to color, and a sword still in it's blue sheathe was held between boy, girl, and their would-be assailants. And when a Huntsman suddenly appears in front of a child that had fallen unconscious atop an equally sudden four legged creature, it's a completely reasonable choice to turn and run away. The ambulance found an unconscious boy and a very worried girl in the alleyway later, and not a Huntsman to be seen.
The boy blinked at the journal that was on the desk in his room. He had a lot of questions, because that journal hadn't been there when he left in the morning. No, the fact that his mind didn't feel like a rusty railroad spike at several hundred degrees was being driven through it was more surprising. Even the fox circling the feet of the Huntsman standing by the pulled window curtains took a few moments to register. And throughout it, no numbers came. The door behind him was never touched. After all, when you're dreaming, such silly things as turning around to leave aren't worth considering.
"What do you want?" Want? More that he need to be able to stop his Semblance.
"Only stop it? To end the journey before it reaches it's destination?" No. He needed it work when he wanted it to, and not when he didn't.
Wait, that wasn't right. He needed... "Control."
The Huntsman must have walked while he was thinking, because they now held an unsheathed blade over his head. And as his Aura flared in response to block the descending blade, the words that had never been ordained by the Brothers were spoken, burnt into some deep recesses of his mind.
"To you I grant this gift of Light, and upon your brow a Crown of Might."
The jolt awake revealed no journal upon his desk, no Huntsman with drawn steel, and merely the hour of o'dark thirty. Ss he lay back down, the glowing lines of a crystal's facets were drawn in his mind's eye; For it's Title was Freelancer, and through it, Calculation would form it's own Control.
The day wore on as the Huntsman and their four-legged companion eventually settled down on a bench, hat tilted forward to cover the Huntsman's eyes from the sun. Though an astute observer may thought the backpack with bedroll atop it still worn was uncomfortable, the watching eyes of the fox from it's curled up spot on the bench next to the Huntsman warded off further curiousity. The pair simply wanted to rest, and that was that. No need to investigate further. And so the sun floated across the heavens, the shadows shrinking and growing, until the students flowed out from the buiding. The fox stood up at this with a yawn, circling a few times around the Huntsman's feet, before padding off with a "yip" towards it's stationary companion.
The erstwhile creature wove between feet silently, slinking from shady spot to shady spot in pursuit of the boy and girl. It was not until the moon had risen and long after the fox had dived into a dumpster for a meal of... it wasn't sure? The boy and girl had been eating, so no reason it couldn't. Anyway, it watched them turn down an alley. And in the moment that the boy howled and the girl next to him turned terrified, the fox saw the world turn grey. The fox almost pranced down the alleyway, leaving way for a pair of boots to walk forward that it was more than happy to begin circling around once more. The grey shifted to color, and a sword still in it's blue sheathe was held between boy, girl, and their would-be assailants. And when a Huntsman suddenly appears in front of a child that had fallen unconscious atop an equally sudden four legged creature, it's a completely reasonable choice to turn and run away. The ambulance found an unconscious boy and a very worried girl in the alleyway later, and not a Huntsman to be seen.
The boy blinked at the journal that was on the desk in his room. He had a lot of questions, because that journal hadn't been there when he left in the morning. No, the fact that his mind didn't feel like a rusty railroad spike at several hundred degrees was being driven through it was more surprising. Even the fox circling the feet of the Huntsman standing by the pulled window curtains took a few moments to register. And throughout it, no numbers came. The door behind him was never touched. After all, when you're dreaming, such silly things as turning around to leave aren't worth considering.
"What do you want?" Want? More that he need to be able to stop his Semblance.
"Only stop it? To end the journey before it reaches it's destination?" No. He needed it work when he wanted it to, and not when he didn't.
Wait, that wasn't right. He needed... "Control."
The Huntsman must have walked while he was thinking, because they now held an unsheathed blade over his head. And as his Aura flared in response to block the descending blade, the words that had never been ordained by the Brothers were spoken, burnt into some deep recesses of his mind.
"To you I grant this gift of Light, and upon your brow a Crown of Might."
The jolt awake revealed no journal upon his desk, no Huntsman with drawn steel, and merely the hour of o'dark thirty. Ss he lay back down, the glowing lines of a crystal's facets were drawn in his mind's eye; For it's Title was Freelancer, and through it, Calculation would form it's own Control.
- Pronouns
- He,him
Awesome man sadly I'm not the most well versed in the Bravely series lore so I can't comment that but it's still good
Rashmi's dead he was dead before arrival at least that's my guess as to who are SK is with what I'm just gonna call biomancy abilities. He found him before he had left for Beacon killed him and might be using his body like a skin suit but that is a little darker then most
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- They/Them/Their
I'm glad you enjoyed it! As for your comment about Rashmi being dead... I'm not sure who SK is? Were you referring to Boriah Lee, the mass murderer with a Semblance capable of flesh sculpting (among other things)?