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The Life and Times of Whitley Schnee (A RWBY Adventure AU)

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[X]Plan Way Too Much To Do
-[X]The Burden: Pyrrha has been rather distant like she is under pressure and stress. You know the feeling all too well. You can help her… or at least be someone who can help her.
-[X]Sounds of Sloths: You heard Grandfathers call out in the outskirts of town… who the hell would make such a sound?
-[X]The New Fangs: You looked at Adam with a smirk on your face. "Pardon the confusion, but I remember you got me noodles?"
-[X]Making Things Square: You are going to found your own business, and you were going to make cash in a way that will help people. (Start Building a business Turn)
-[X]Underground: You need to practice the other… unsavory skills that are needed to survive this world. Time to be good.
-[X]Investigate your Apartment: maybe your mysterious previous person who lived here left something you could use… or something.
 
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Making Things Square: I'm not interested in attending Sanctum, and we need cash to pay for our housing expenses.

Underground: I'd like to deal with at least one of our weaknesses this Turn.

Investigate your Apartment: Let's see what Watts left behind.
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We paid 20 000 Lien when we bought the apartment and that was described as covering our expenses for months, so we've got a fair bit of leeway for housing and living expenses, but we're going to need to get a business started in order to actually accomplish stuff rather than just survive.

[X]Plan Way Too Much To Do
 
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A Schnee’s Weird Journey
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    • Here is something that I very much enjoyed making, I hope you guys like it as well!

    This is a crossover of Jojo Bizarre Adventures and The Life and Times of Whitley Schnee. There are 3 stands I thought of, but not their special abilities, I made the Jet transformer Act 3 when it was going to be Whitley's only stand. I changed it and made three [Acts] of [Dust Tales], because I wanted to. If any of you guys want to make any omakes about it go ahead, you can even make up their special abilities. I probably should've colored [Dust Tales Act 3] Blue to match with the others, but what's done is done. Also [Dust Tales] battle cry is TA TA TA TA TA!
     
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    • [X] Plan Frost
    -[X]The Spartan's Regime: Pyrrha offered to train you in combat. It is going to be a good idea, having such a skilled Tutor training you.
    -[X]The Burden: Pyrrha has been rather distant like she is under pressure and stress. You know the feeling all too well. You can help her… or at least be someone who can help her.
    -[X]A Prince in the Making: You are rather unfinished in social education. You need to refresh yourself. Make yourself seem less awkward.
    -[X]Sounds of Sloths: You heard Grandfathers call out in the outskirts of town… who the hell would make such a sound?
    -[X]The Sanctum Route: You want to… be a huntsman. And maybe you can convince the headmaster in charge of Sanctum to let you in.
    -[X]The New Fangs: You looked at Adam with a smirk on your face. "Pardon the confusion, but I remember you got me noodles?"
     
    [X] Plan Frost
    -[X]The Spartan's Regime: Pyrrha offered to train you in combat. It is going to be a good idea, having such a skilled Tutor training you.
    -[X]The Burden: Pyrrha has been rather distant like she is under pressure and stress. You know the feeling all too well. You can help her… or at least be someone who can help her.
    -[X]A Prince in the Making: You are rather unfinished in social education. You need to refresh yourself. Make yourself seem less awkward.
    -[X]Sounds of Sloths: You heard Grandfathers call out in the outskirts of town… who the hell would make such a sound?
    -[X]The Sanctum Route: You want to… be a huntsman. And maybe you can convince the headmaster in charge of Sanctum to let you in.
    -[X]The New Fangs: You looked at Adam with a smirk on your face. "Pardon the confusion, but I remember you got me noodles?"
     
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    Passing down the Mantle
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    • Passing down the Mantle​


    It was Whitleys 8th birthday, and a grand party had been planned with many of Atlas's high elites attending.

    Whitley himself wasn't in the mood for them, having been introduced too several stuck up kids who acted like they above him, and having been flirted with girls twice his age. The joy of his birthday had been ruined for him on this snowy day.

    But now, it was time for his favourite part, the present gifting.

    Sure, most of them were a bunch of useless expensive trinkets he'd never use(Seriously, what would he even need a Coffee Machine for?), but his best gifts were the ones his sisters gave him.

    Weiss, smiling earnstly at her little brother, gave him a homemade scarf, just like Grandpa's one.

    "I'll treasure it forever big sis" He told her, and he meant it.

    And now, for Winters gift, who he was really looking forward too.

    "This gift will be something I know you'll love more than anything." His big sis said as his eyes shook with childish wonder

    "A puppy?" He asked in anticipation

    "A Book" She said, giving him the wrapped up gift as the Photographer took another picture of them.

    "... Yay" He said with a forced smile, fake enough that most would mistake it for real.

    Winter nodding her head as the present giving ended(His father claiming he would give him a more 'worthwhile' gift, and his mother not even bothering, finding more interest in the bottle right now) and everyone went for a slice of cake.

    (After the Party)

    "Dangit Winter" The youngest Schnee cursed, looking over his still wrapped present "I know you love me, but a Book? Really" The little boy went back too his room, taking a seat on his bed as he sighed.

    "Might as well see whats inside" He muttered, tearing open the blue wrapping paper as The Books Bolded title soon greeted him

    The Life and times of Nicolas Schnee, a True story written by Nick himself

    ".... On second thought, maybe big sis knows me better than I know myself" The boys opinion quickly changed as he spent the night reading his grandpa's adventures.

    Because theirs no greater gift than a Good adventure. And maybe one day he would have one too.
     
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    • Time too Wake up
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    • Time too Wake up​

    Willow Schnee walked through the halls, a bottle in her hand as she contemplated her decisions in life

    Create a place through shapes and shades
    Build a blinding stage where beauty's made
    But when your colors fade, everything will change

    Wait, was that... singing?

    I'm trying hard to imagine better
    Daydream him, I'll wait forever
    I'll pray that our paths blur, together

    The Matriarch, paused, placing her bottle against a ledge as she peered into her daughters room.

    It might not be true, but it's the best I can do
    It's only to keep a little piece of you
    I can't keep it inside, I'll have to shout it out loud
    All of the things I couldn't live without

    The girl standing morosely in her room, her eyes sealed shut as her melodic voice brushed through the empty room and graced her mothers ears.

    And I'm pouring my heart, and I'm spilling my soul
    And I'm taking a breath, and he's giving his all
    And I wanna walk out from the trouble I'm in
    'Cause I'm really not sure where to begin

    A tear dripping down the heiress's eyelid as she recalled their last conversation.

    She could have done more, she should have done more.

    She had wanted too scream, too yell, too soothe him, too comfort him, too hug him...

    And if faking it will make it better
    Better than it was before
    And lies could bring us close together
    So I won't be lonely no more

    Her younger sibling, her little baby brother, was living on his own with no support whatsoever. And she just left him there!

    Pretending it doesn't matter
    Could help me pass the time
    In make-believe he'll hide forever

    She didn't even ask for his number, this wasn't some fairy tail world! He could be dead for Oum's sake! But what had she done too keep in contact? What had she done?

    This is real life
    This is real life
    This is real life, oh oh oh
    This is real life, oh oh
    (It's time to see the real life)

    Unbeknownst too her, her mother tearfully listened, pushing away the bottle till it wasn't even in her sight anymore.

    Paint your world full of tones
    Write the story so you know how it goes
    But my heart's alone until he comes home

    Would things have been better if she chose too stay?

    He'll make a decision, he'll have no choice
    And I'll hold him close, he'll hear my voice
    And I'll pray we're together forever

    What was all the fame and luxury in the world if you couldn't even have your family by your side? The colour that once filled her room was nothing but a lifeless white.

    Take a deep breath, go for a walk
    I wish you were here, 'cause we've got to talk
    I can't keep it inside, I have to shout it out loud
    All of the things I couldn't live without

    She wanted too be angry he left, be glad he he had returned, and be sad that she left him.

    But what did she give him? Nothing, she just left.

    And I'm pouring my heart, and I'm spilling my soul
    And I'm gasping for air 'cause he's given it all
    He wants to wake up from the dream he's been in
    And start it all over so we can really begin

    Would Grandpa Nicolas be proud of them? This so called family that fell apart the minute he left?

    She knew the answer, but she wished she hadn't...

    Faking it will make it better
    Better than it was before
    And lies could bring us close together
    So I won't be lonely no more

    She was Weiss Schnee, the loneliest of all, but who's fault was that but hers? The girl who deliberately put walls up between her and the people who cared for her.

    Pretending it doesn't matter
    Could help me pass the time
    In make-believe he'll hide forever

    In Argus, where she couldn't find him...

    But this is real life
    (I'm just trying to survive)
    This is real life, ohhh
    (Every day and night in real life)
    This is real life, oh oh oh
    (Take it one step at a time)
    This is real life
    (Make-believe, it ain't real life)
    It's time to see

    Too face the reality of foolish choice, that she had walked back home too a father who didn't care about her. Too a mother who spent more time peering into bottle than being there for her kids. Too two siblings who had already left....

    Why he's taking the steps and he's making a stand
    He's pulling down walls and doing all that he can
    He's through with black and white and drawing the lines
    Between make-believe and real life

    He had taken her grandfathers words too heart, he was doing everything she should be doing.

    He was her little brother, and she was prouder of him for doing what she couldn't...

    (I'm just trying to survive)
    This is real life
    (Every day and night in real life)
    This is real life, ohh oh oh
    (Take it one step at a time)
    This is real life oooh
    (Make-believe, it ain't real life)

    My real dreams and real love
    You need the things that you can touch
    This make-believe is not enough
    It's time to see a real life

    And as she finished her song, she fell into a silent sleep. Unaware of her mother, who made a silent promise too herself.

    Her little snow-angel wouldn't be alone anymore...
     
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