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The Life and Times of Whitley Schnee (A RWBY Adventure AU)
- Thread starter Magoose
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Kay, well we have no clue he can even use the semblances he has, as far as we know, he just disables his opponents by taking them away from others.
Though should be noted he could just steal from Weiss or another Schnee instead. It would give a bad taste he stole from his client
Magoose
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THe thing is, he would need to know if we had it. If we don't show it, he dosen't know we have it, and despite wishing for such a thing...
He won't steal from a client, unless he gets betrayed.
They would wonder what the hell we were thinking, but also think that we had a good reason.
He could try, but doing something that violating would be against contract...
Also even his son might say "Fuck you dad!" and fight with you.
Orion Ultor
Everything’s Got A Price.
- Location
- East Coast
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- He/Him
[X]Jane Silver Shepherd: The Sole Survivor of her Huntsmen Team from Havan Academy, she turned to banditry to make ends meet, and to avoid the Bandit that killed her team, some Bitch named Raven Branwen. She has a death wish and a robotic arm that has a flamethrower and rocket launcher and has some type of handgun that can shoot lightning. Luckily, she's cheap… but might be more willing to die, than help you. (Cost 20,000 Lien)
[X]Adam Redwood: The most interesting recruit, he's a former White Fang who parted on… less than amicable terms with his former comrades. They had threatened to kill a human child as retribution for a mining accident that had killed ten Faunus. He still believed in the cause… but thinks it's been led astray by… people who think violence is the only answer. (Cost 30,000 Lien)
[X]Adam Redwood: The most interesting recruit, he's a former White Fang who parted on… less than amicable terms with his former comrades. They had threatened to kill a human child as retribution for a mining accident that had killed ten Faunus. He still believed in the cause… but thinks it's been led astray by… people who think violence is the only answer. (Cost 30,000 Lien)
Magoose
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- California USA
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- He
Name: Willow Schnee
Alias: None, Willow Gelé
Reputation: The Schnee Matriarch: You are the eldest member of the Schnee family still alive, and the head of the family (on paper). You are among the wealthiest women in the world, and in your youth, were a daring adventurer, gifted student, and caring friend. However, with age, motherhood, and marriage, You have become distant, isolated, and lost.
Age: 44
Semblance: Glyphs: The Schnee Family Semblance: You have the ability to project Glyphs, and use them to enhance your speed-strength, stop targets attacks, and many more… creative options. (+40 to Aura Rolls. +20 to combat rolls)
Summoning: You have the ability to summon the defeated foes you have killed in battle. The Majority of them are Grimm, but there is one more that remains hidden… one you will never speak of again. (+20 to all combat rolls. Unknown Affect)
Skills:
Fighting Ability: Skilled: Once upon a time, a long time ago, you wanted to be a huntress. How naive of you to think that could be real. (+10 to the rolls)
Aura: Master: A Soul is a testament to one's will and personality. And you have become very skilled at it. (+30 to the Aura rolls)
Social: Competent: You have a great understanding of the social graces, Atlesian High Society, and other people. It is a damn shame it's also terrible… unhelpful to you. (No roll bonus)
Command: Competent: You have a problem with trying to lead people. It was… a problem that you didn't know how to rectify… and no one at School wants to bother with. (no bonus to all Command rolls)
Stewardship: Competent: You were the heiress to the greatest company of the modern world. And while you were never a good student… you did learn a few things. (No roll bonus)
Schemer: Competent: You have a knack for getting into trouble, even with your tendency to not… go to the underside of the city. (No roll bonus to this skill)
Traits:
Anxiety (Recovering): You are prone to panic attacks, and while they have lessened as of late due to your resolve and Klein's help, you still… are not out of the woods. You still have so many things to answer. Questions you had resolved to drink away (-20 to all rolls if you are in an extremely stressful situation, and cannot center yourself)
Alcoholic (Recovering): You have been drinking for so long you have forgotten what being off the sauce felt like. You are trying your best to stop… to be better. (-10 to all rolls)
The Snowstorm (In the Blizzard): You have been named your father's heir. But never lived up to it. You are lost in a storm. But you cannot give up. You will not. For his sake. (Unknown Effect. +30 to all rolls if a family member is nearby. You can take control of your life again, you just need to know how)
Huntress(Out of Shape): You trained to be a huntress years ago, but you are out of shape, and lacking in many of the… physical abilities that you once had. (-5 to all combat rolls)
Traumatized: A Lifetime of booze, to hide a memory. Not of Jacques, not of your children. Not of your enemies or the Grimm. Just from your last conversation with your father. The one where you could never say the words (Unknown effect. You are scared that Whitley is turning out just like him, and it terrifies you)
Alias: None, Willow Gelé
Reputation: The Schnee Matriarch: You are the eldest member of the Schnee family still alive, and the head of the family (on paper). You are among the wealthiest women in the world, and in your youth, were a daring adventurer, gifted student, and caring friend. However, with age, motherhood, and marriage, You have become distant, isolated, and lost.
Age: 44
Semblance: Glyphs: The Schnee Family Semblance: You have the ability to project Glyphs, and use them to enhance your speed-strength, stop targets attacks, and many more… creative options. (+40 to Aura Rolls. +20 to combat rolls)
Summoning: You have the ability to summon the defeated foes you have killed in battle. The Majority of them are Grimm, but there is one more that remains hidden… one you will never speak of again. (+20 to all combat rolls. Unknown Affect)
Skills:
Fighting Ability: Skilled: Once upon a time, a long time ago, you wanted to be a huntress. How naive of you to think that could be real. (+10 to the rolls)
Aura: Master: A Soul is a testament to one's will and personality. And you have become very skilled at it. (+30 to the Aura rolls)
Social: Competent: You have a great understanding of the social graces, Atlesian High Society, and other people. It is a damn shame it's also terrible… unhelpful to you. (No roll bonus)
Command: Competent: You have a problem with trying to lead people. It was… a problem that you didn't know how to rectify… and no one at School wants to bother with. (no bonus to all Command rolls)
Stewardship: Competent: You were the heiress to the greatest company of the modern world. And while you were never a good student… you did learn a few things. (No roll bonus)
Schemer: Competent: You have a knack for getting into trouble, even with your tendency to not… go to the underside of the city. (No roll bonus to this skill)
Traits:
Anxiety (Recovering): You are prone to panic attacks, and while they have lessened as of late due to your resolve and Klein's help, you still… are not out of the woods. You still have so many things to answer. Questions you had resolved to drink away (-20 to all rolls if you are in an extremely stressful situation, and cannot center yourself)
Alcoholic (Recovering): You have been drinking for so long you have forgotten what being off the sauce felt like. You are trying your best to stop… to be better. (-10 to all rolls)
The Snowstorm (In the Blizzard): You have been named your father's heir. But never lived up to it. You are lost in a storm. But you cannot give up. You will not. For his sake. (Unknown Effect. +30 to all rolls if a family member is nearby. You can take control of your life again, you just need to know how)
Huntress(Out of Shape): You trained to be a huntress years ago, but you are out of shape, and lacking in many of the… physical abilities that you once had. (-5 to all combat rolls)
Traumatized: A Lifetime of booze, to hide a memory. Not of Jacques, not of your children. Not of your enemies or the Grimm. Just from your last conversation with your father. The one where you could never say the words (Unknown effect. You are scared that Whitley is turning out just like him, and it terrifies you)
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Let me guess Nick turned very mean in those last moments right
Something doesn't look right here.
What on Remnant...?
Magoose
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I'm taking some... slight liberties, and making a good story.
Since we know next to shit about Nick Schnee and Willow's Relationship.
UNKNOWN01
Nobody knows me... I feel lonely!
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- Nowhere
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- He/Him
Well, Mama Schnee Truly is something.
...Well, now I'm really curious.
- Location
- Florida
Awww shit! Look at Willow's summoning description and remember who her father was an expy of.
Nick very likely became Krampus...and Whitley might be following the same path.[/SPOILER]
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Yep Grandpa was not happy what was happening to his company and image on the world stage so took it out on his frustrations which tramaized our mom
Magoose
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She is a true Train wreck that needs help but is too stubborn to get help, or rather before Whitley forced her to relive some...bad memories.
Well you are going to remain that way for awhile.
Nana Schnee could have given you some answers, but this sheet was not ready yet.
Think again.
If Nick became Krampus, Salem would have gotten to him... or at least a part of him.
- Location
- California
Better not, or we get Whitley to riot. If the image of Grandfather was less than expected then Whitley shall become his own man!
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Bah. Probably just tried to provoke her into getting her shit together and gave himself a heart attack getting to worked up.
Magoose
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No... its far more tragic.
His last words was a man who lost everything and could not see the world in a more common sense so was lashing out on everything right
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- Space between realms
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- He
I don't think we should bust all our money on the fucking MERCS I put it out there since its a bit more conspicuous than the other options also choosing the Blacks might put us at risk with semblances
Magoose
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No... Even more tragic then that.
Screw it, An omake is coming, from willow's perspective.
The Last minutes of Nicholas Schnee
Let me put it to you this way. Most mercs are expecting you to sit on the sidelines and just let them do all the work.
They will not expect you...
Joining them.
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[X]Adam Redwood: The most interesting recruit, he's a former White Fang who parted on… less than amicable terms with his former comrades. They had threatened to kill a human child as retribution for a mining accident that had killed ten Faunus. He still believed in the cause… but thinks it's been led astray by… people who think violence is the only answer. (Cost 30,000 Lien)
Birthday
Have a Happy One!
- Location
- Somewhere
The only qualm I have with Cima is that her airship and her mech will be quite conspicuous and potentially recognizable. And since we know Papa Schnee and Ironwood are planning a rescue attempt, I don't want to accidentally complicate things or have them mistake us for the enemy. Especially since pirate tactics usually rely on speed and the element of surprise, not stealth.
Marcus reduces that risk since his option involves a total of two people and as an assassin, his approach will be naturally more sneaky. So he has a smaller chance of accidentally ruining someone else's plan.
Marcus reduces that risk since his option involves a total of two people and as an assassin, his approach will be naturally more sneaky. So he has a smaller chance of accidentally ruining someone else's plan.
The Last Minutes of Nicholas Schnee
Magoose
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The Last Minutes of Nicholas Schnee:
(Willow POV)
Whitley had just been sent to bed as you tucked your father in. "It's time to go to sleep father." You said with a quiet, kind voice as your father wheezed and coughed.
He had become so frail, his white hair less wispy and firm, but now it was weary, like a torn cord that had been picked apart by hand, frilled and squeezed together. His magnificent beard, once trimmed, and proper, was now long, whispy, and unkempt, he had long given up trying to shave or keep it clean on his deathbed. His frame, once an envious sight to the Atlesian Elite and… your mother alike, was frail, skin and bones. His brilliant blue eyes dull, his sight almost all but taken from him by the dust mines.
"Oh come now my dear, there is no need to hide what troubles you. My condition is getting better… Ho ho-'' He hacked, coughing up blood into his mattress as you walked over to help him. "I'm so sorry my dear, that you must continue to see me like this."
"Father, it's not your fault." yes it was. He chose what he did with his life and he's suffering the consequences. "Age always gets to us eventually."
But you saw your father turn away. "I have failed you, my dear." His words struck you hard.
"No you haven't." you protested as you held his hand, feeling the tears well up into your eyes.
"No, I have." He replied, squeezing your hand, but looking away from your eyes. "I have quested out on adventures and projects that have kept me away from my home, from you. I have let you make assumptions about me, about my work… about if I love you."
"Father, I know you love me." you stated firmly. Whether it was for him, or yourself, you did not know.
"But I never showed it. I was too blind to my own ambitions to see you needed me." He replied, letting go. "And now it is too late… far too late for that to change."
"We can still try another doctor." you begged.
Nicholas Schnee was many things to many people, but to you, he was always the man whom you never could get approval from. You wanted so hard for his approval, that you tried to emulate him. Even when you married Jacques, falling for his grace and nobility, charm, you worked hard to be a Huntress, a wife, and a true Heiress to the Schnee name.
But nothing you could do could net you his approval.
Nothing you did could make him say, I love you to your face.
"Willow, my sweet child, I must ask you something. Something that only you can do."
You raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" You asked.
"Kill me." He begged.
"What?" You stammered. Had he just asked?
"Willow." He held your hand before he put it on his neck. "I know you are strong, but this pain is so horrid, so horrible, that being stuck with it, tormenting my body and destroying it from within."
"Father, I cannot." so many things could go wrong.
"DO AS I COMMAND!" He raised his voice, booming in the way that he had done so on expeditions so many times before his strength failed him. He saw the tears in your eyes and whipped them with his hand, before moving your face towards him.
"Willow… I love you always." He said with softness.
You looked defeated. He knew how long you wished to hear him say those words.
He let go and laid back, tears in his eyes, knowing what needed to happen.
And you granted his wish. The Coroner said he died in his sleep, blood blocking his airways.
How you wished that was the truth.
What Whitley said was cruel…
But he didn't know the truth.
He didn't know how much you loved him by locking him away, to prevent him from trying to emulate his grandfather.
Now it was far too late for him to change.
AN: Enjoy.
Also, this entire thing is told from a biased perspective.
Some of it is truth. Other bits are fabrications of Willow's Guilt and memories.
(Willow POV)
Whitley had just been sent to bed as you tucked your father in. "It's time to go to sleep father." You said with a quiet, kind voice as your father wheezed and coughed.
He had become so frail, his white hair less wispy and firm, but now it was weary, like a torn cord that had been picked apart by hand, frilled and squeezed together. His magnificent beard, once trimmed, and proper, was now long, whispy, and unkempt, he had long given up trying to shave or keep it clean on his deathbed. His frame, once an envious sight to the Atlesian Elite and… your mother alike, was frail, skin and bones. His brilliant blue eyes dull, his sight almost all but taken from him by the dust mines.
"Oh come now my dear, there is no need to hide what troubles you. My condition is getting better… Ho ho-'' He hacked, coughing up blood into his mattress as you walked over to help him. "I'm so sorry my dear, that you must continue to see me like this."
"Father, it's not your fault." yes it was. He chose what he did with his life and he's suffering the consequences. "Age always gets to us eventually."
But you saw your father turn away. "I have failed you, my dear." His words struck you hard.
"No you haven't." you protested as you held his hand, feeling the tears well up into your eyes.
"No, I have." He replied, squeezing your hand, but looking away from your eyes. "I have quested out on adventures and projects that have kept me away from my home, from you. I have let you make assumptions about me, about my work… about if I love you."
"Father, I know you love me." you stated firmly. Whether it was for him, or yourself, you did not know.
"But I never showed it. I was too blind to my own ambitions to see you needed me." He replied, letting go. "And now it is too late… far too late for that to change."
"We can still try another doctor." you begged.
Nicholas Schnee was many things to many people, but to you, he was always the man whom you never could get approval from. You wanted so hard for his approval, that you tried to emulate him. Even when you married Jacques, falling for his grace and nobility, charm, you worked hard to be a Huntress, a wife, and a true Heiress to the Schnee name.
But nothing you could do could net you his approval.
Nothing you did could make him say, I love you to your face.
"Willow, my sweet child, I must ask you something. Something that only you can do."
You raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" You asked.
"Kill me." He begged.
"What?" You stammered. Had he just asked?
"Willow." He held your hand before he put it on his neck. "I know you are strong, but this pain is so horrid, so horrible, that being stuck with it, tormenting my body and destroying it from within."
"Father, I cannot." so many things could go wrong.
"DO AS I COMMAND!" He raised his voice, booming in the way that he had done so on expeditions so many times before his strength failed him. He saw the tears in your eyes and whipped them with his hand, before moving your face towards him.
"Willow… I love you always." He said with softness.
You looked defeated. He knew how long you wished to hear him say those words.
He let go and laid back, tears in his eyes, knowing what needed to happen.
And you granted his wish. The Coroner said he died in his sleep, blood blocking his airways.
How you wished that was the truth.
What Whitley said was cruel…
But he didn't know the truth.
He didn't know how much you loved him by locking him away, to prevent him from trying to emulate his grandfather.
Now it was far too late for him to change.
AN: Enjoy.
Also, this entire thing is told from a biased perspective.
Some of it is truth. Other bits are fabrications of Willow's Guilt and memories.
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Magoose
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Willow, if she can recover from her issues, is an absolute powerhouse, and an ally and person, worthy of the Schnee name.
Problem is... she's traumatized as hell.
- Location
- Florida
*Gives a dry look*
I can see that. It's rather obvious that she's got major daddy issues.
It almost reads as if this was a Weiss interlude (but if her father didn't actually give a shit about her), but that can't be right?
*Smirks*
*Snorts*
Keep telling yourself that. It doesn't excuse treating your son like that. Like he's his asshole of a father reborn. My disdain for Willow continues to increase.
And she broke us to leave our home to become grandpa