Hey, so I don't in lore how semblances get their name. But Stella's 'semblance' should be called the Ever Shifting, or something slimier, on her paperwork.
We don't know either. Bizarrely for a culture that emphasizes uniqueness and self-expression, the deepest and most intimate expression of one's self typically just gets a vaguely descriptive name as opposed to anything flowery.
I mean, she definitely makes for a beautiful bride, the game does show it, that's literally what the Grey (burned) is. The princess in a wedding dress.
You know, due to how Worm and RWBY have the biggest number of fics written in this site(or at least at SB), it made me think of a Worm counterpart of this fic.
The MC would be a Case53 (a true one) that would look like a bird person (aka like the LQ looks like).
His would have two powers: The minor one would be an indestructible Pristine Blade that he can always teleport back to him, and the major one would be a Projection that changes each day between all of the Princess vessels randomly (aka by dice).
Due to how Emotion Energy is a thing in Worm, while all the forms would have their powers, the strength of the powers would scale based on how much of that particular Princess assigned emotion the people around them would feel towards the projection.
They wouldn't be LG and the SM obviously, their powers would just look like that as to not break the setting in half.
Just a random thought.
Funnily enough, when I first thought of this quest, the two settings where I thought I could place it where RWBY... and Worm.
With the full characters we have now.
Ended up choosing RWBY, but I did have ideas of having the Princess pretending to be a case 53 as the Stranger, among other things.
But Scion is quite annoying to work around, not because he would win against full Shifting mound, but because he moves a lot and comes to look when Endbringers happen.
And the Princess and Long quiet would make him react on sight.
Funnily enough, when I first thought of this quest, the two settings where I thought I could place it where RWBY... and Worm.
With the full characters we have now.
Ended up choosing RWBY, but I did have ideas of having the Princess pretending to be a case 53 as the Stranger, among other things.
But Scion is quite annoying to work around, not because he would win against full Shifting mound, but because he moves a lot and comes to look when Endbringers happen.
And the Princess and Long quiet would make him react on sight.
My favourite Worm stories are always the ones that somehow do away with Scion at the start, wether cauldron succeeded in some way or an outside factor did him in, and I don't think it's hard to justify a meeting between him, Long Quiet and Shifting Mound to escalate into lethal violence before they hit earth.
So now you have a worm setting with "only" the endbringers to worry about and a cauldron scrambling to react to two new entities they have zero data on, except for the fact that they are obviously nothing like Scion.
Of course neither of these help with the saturation thing.
I think that the fantasy tone of RWBY helps the story/quest.
A small part of me wonders how Dark Souls would work, but I don't think my heart could take such a story.
Maybe Exalted: Essence Edition with Stella and Sable as the Exigent Chosen nacent gods, The Long Quiet and Shifting Mound. And the Narrator some deranged 1st Age Solar or Solar-born Sorcerous Working?
Huh, now that you talk about it, a world that is exhausted by an endless cycle that is stuck on repeat because one guy didn't accept that his time was over would go incredibly well with the story of Slay the Princess.
Dark souls 3 would go quite well as the weary world that only thinks of dying the Narrator implies he lived in.
But this quest comes first, and I have another setting that caught my eye for a following one when I have finished this story anyway.
And I do have full intention of finishing, this means that this won't become one of those very big quest that accumulates lots of pages in their long lives, but on the other hand, this means that this will have a proper conclusion.
For me, the choice is easy, better a shorter, finished, story, than a behemoth I will never see the end of that I almost certainly would end up bored with.
For me, the choice is easy, better a shorter, finished story, than a behemoth I will never see the end of that I almost certainly would end up bored with.
I get the appeal of something long-running and simply big, especially in high quality. But I much prefer a story that actually ends in a reasonable timeframe. This goes both for reading and writing stuff.
I think that the fantasy tone of RWBY helps the story/quest.
A small part of me wonders how Dark Souls would work, but I don't think my heart could take such a story.
Maybe Exalted: Essence Edition with Stella and Sable as the Exigent Chosen nacent gods, The Long Quiet and Shifting Mound. And the Narrator some deranged 1st Age Solar or Solar-born Sorcerous Working?
Or thinking about it more, maybe something Persona related?
Where the Long Quiet is the Heroic Deuteragonist (example: think of Titus from FFX) with the Judgement Arcana, and the Shifting Mound is the Sidekick Main Character Wild Card. (think of Yuna from FFX).
Every Socal Link the Heroine makes us apart of her - even her teammates, with sole exception of the Hero. The Narrator is a regularly reoccurring boss you have to fight, and some parts of the Shifting Mound -are- crazy and need to be... well, slain, before they end the World. But the key word is parts, and this mess started because some people couldn't accept Change/Death either in the mortal sphere or the supernatural sphere. They couldn't just leave well-enough alone.
The story revolves around rebuilding the Heroine, and then the Hero Judging her.
This is straying off topic, I think you would be better served by making a thread about Slay the Princess' fanfic ideas and continuing there if one doesn't already exists (I doubt one already exists but you never know).
Okay, but she purposely didn't do anything to damage it, and that wouldn't have made him weaker. Even if her body was functionally indestructible, Aura channeling still would've kept the chainsaw from actually breaking itself. At most it would've ground uselessly at her arm until she got bored and actually exerted force to break it along with his Aura.
This kind of precision has no place being only in supplemental material, that's not what it's for.
It would take one or two sentences to answer some of those questions in the main show, with the supplemental material then being able to give the details if you want them.
Just a *cruel father did so for X reason*, instead of *cruel father did so, dot* we have. For example.
I think the problem is that you saw it as a fairy tale, while I saw it as the literal omniscient exposition fairy giving the backstory we were asking for.
Well no, I think the problem is that I just don't consider that an example of important information in the first place. The backstory that it was meant to show was Ozpin and Salem's motivations and the parts of their history that caused them, and it did that. Salem's dad and the reasoning for his actions during her childhood was potentially interesting information, and members of the audience including yourself and the maker of that video might've wanted to know more about it, but that doesn't mean it actually mattered to the main plot at all.
It was secondary world building, backstory to the backstory, and leaving it unspecified forever wouldn't have been a failure of writing any more than giving it to us it in secondary material like they did later. Plus taking the extra time to elaborate on his motivations from his daughter's birth, however many sentences it would've needed, would've taken away from the dramatic timing of the stinger that started the story with Salem's introduction as The Girl in the Tower.
The structure does not mesh well with what the goal is, it's an explanation of what Ozpin supposedly did wrong, not just a little forgotten legend.
The fact it absolutely fail at giving any justification to the child punching at the end of it doesn't help, Oz was a victim for all the story, and Oscar is even less responsible for any of that than Ozma, yet nobody calls Qrow out on the punch, they all are hostile to Oz.
Not going to disagree that Ozpin was the victim of the story, and that the Oscar punch was uncalled for. But they were justified in being hostile to Oz in some way after that reveal, it just wasn't from anything he did in the backstory itself. The reason they were all pissed off at him was from learning that he'd been lying to them the whole time, letting them risk their lives helping him in this shadow war against Salem under the false hope that he had a plan to beat her. Qrow especially, since he'd dedicated the majority of his life to Ozpin's cause under those false pretenses, and pretty clearly derived a lot of his self worth from the belief that he was helping to save the world despite considering himself to be a curse.
Yes Ozma and all his successors are victims, and Ozpin's trust issues are understandable, especially since he doesn't have the meta knowledge that these teenagers are heroes who have the will to keep fighting Salem even after learning she's unkillable. …But leading them on a perilous campaign against impossible odds without their properly informed consent was still a major asshole move, and all that was made pretty clear to me even on the first viewing.
Okay, but she purposely didn't do anything to damage it, and that wouldn't have made him weaker. Even if her body was functionally indestructible, Aura channeling still would've kept the chainsaw from actually breaking itself. At most it would've ground uselessly at her arm until she got bored and actually exerted force to break it along with his Aura.
I don't really think that portraying *white fang lieutenant*, a guy that appears for all of one fight and never again, as any real actually important fighter that knows what he's doing in a situation where he doesn't even have the organization that he had behind him in canon is really that important.
The goal was to rile the Eye up, not make him matter, if he seems like a schmuck, it's because he is one as far as I'm concerned.
On the lost fables:
I don't think we will ever agree on things about that part, it is the moment that made me leave RWBY in disgust, too different a basic premise to converge on opinions, I think.
Edit:
And you would gave even less chances to move me on the child punching part than on the general lost fable too, as victim blaming basically is a trigger for me, and that is a textbook example of it.
Ozpin was not wrong to hide the fact that he thought the battle against Salem was hopeless. This is a world where despair literally make you a magnet for the Grimm, can you imagine if he told this to his conspirators?
Plus the fact that a lot of it is a very important and personal part of his life, you can't really reproach not wanting to explain his allegedly genocidal ex (that spent centuries in a cabin doing nothing, by the way, way to portray her as genocidal) to his coworkers.
A myriad of possibilities goes through your mind and try to express themselves on the world at his claim of *perfection* and *pinnacle of evolution*.
You think about making him bend to your will, showing him how much greater you are before forcing him to slice his throat.
You think about simply devouring him without a word. A demonstration of the folly of his beliefs.
You think about cutting him into gory ribbons for his insolence.
But at the end, you do not follow any of those urges.
No, all of these are about him, they are giving him too much importance. Even if he is outclassed in all of them in one way or another, his existence still matters.
You will not indulge his thoughts of importance, you will do something else.
You will show him with great clarity how small he truly is.
A collection of hands come from your true self, replacing the form you are in with the one that has risen from the depths of your ocean.
Gone is the imposing figure, gone is the strength beyond compare, gone is the orange that dominated your palette.
You are now just as tall but far thinner, in fact, you are a little too thin for your size. Where your previous dress was a bright orange reminiscent of a flame, you now wear one that is not black, not blue, but a blue that is even more dark than pure black, an impossible color. Three empty white gloves serve as your arms, floating freely around you. Finally, you wear a cracked mask to hide yourself from the world.
Before Adam has time to react to the sudden change, you will yourself in front of him. He begins to move for his sword, but you simply stop restraining your aura of fear and he freezes in place, unable to even breathe, his heart struggling to pump the precious blood keeping him alive. You place a finger on his face and reduce the fear just enough for his heart to beat.
"So you truly think you can reach perfection, little mortal?" You slowly caress his face with your finger. "Look at you, unable to even move a muscle, yet your gaze is still strong, even in the face of overwhelming fear, you cling to your delusions. It would be admirable if it wasn't doomed to fail. I guess I'll have to correct this. I would have loved to truly take my time and do it in the real world, but people are waiting for me, and we don't have years to work."
Then you reach into his mind and show him a vision.
At first, it is simple, an image of him in front of you right now. Then you zoom out to encompass the camp where his forces are losing badly to the teachers, not even one of them having been grazed by the pathetic cultists Adam saw as his chosen to bring out perfection.
But you do not stop there.
The view gets farther and farther aways, he sees the whole forest, the whole kingdom, the whole continent. Faster and faster and faster, the planet and its moon, the nearest planets, the solar system. All the while, you make sure Adam keeps the scale of what you are showing in his mind, and still you continue. The Galaxy, the local galaxy cluster, the supercluster.
The universe.
And then, right as it seems you have reached the biggest thing his little mind wouldn't break on seeing, you abruptly zoom in all the way to the planet.
Except this time, it's not Remnant, but a newly birthed world. You begin advancing time. The planet finishes forming, it cools, it gains oceans, life develop, civilizations form, grow, die, are replaced.
And then, a meteor smashes into it and everyone dies.
Another planet. You go faster, so fast a blink would be enough to go from the barest signs of life to a fully grown civilization. This time, the inhabitants can continue living on their little planet in peace without any sudden catastrophe stopping them.
This doesn't stop the fact that when the sun dies, it takes them with it.
You begin anew, not even bothering with the beginning, the next civilization reaches for the stars, they outlive their own sun, they outlive their own galaxy.
They don't outlive their universe, and when the last black hole finally disappears, they are left to despair before following suite.
Then you once again go to the scale of the universe and continue to move through time. One universe dies and another begins anew.
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again.
There are no ends, only new beginnings.
Glynda was getting tired of always getting relegated to glorified mook beater. Yes, her Semblance was great at taking care of large numbers of weak enemies at once, but that didn't mean she couldn't beat strong opponents with it!
If it hadn't been for Sable telling her that he was sure that Stella would be alright, she would have followed her after her stupid decision to fight Adam one on one. The strange woman really was just as impossible to completely discern as she had implied in her story. Glynda really didn't expect someone that had a tendency to be just as serious as her to become an almost uncontrolled berserker all of a sudden.
Still, the battle against the Grimm fang was now finished, and there was no trace of Stella. Worse, the Huntsmen in charge of taking care of any stray Grimm that would inevitably be attracted by the battle had reported that there were more than anticipated. Not enough to overwhelm them, they were professionals, after all, but enough to indicate that something strange was happening, and judging by the direction they tended to go in, Glynda was sure it was related to Stella.
While she did believe her explanation from yesterday, there were still quite a few inconsistencies in her profile, and Glynda wanted to go to the bottom of it, an occasion to watch her far from everyone else would be perfect for this.
"Professor Port, Doctor Oobleck, secure the Grimm fang soldiers. Professor Randam, you will accompany the hostage we recovered to a safe place. I will go search for Adam Taurus' whereabouts. Mister Vault, with me." Glynda said, already walking in the direction the source of all of this had been launched in.
Blake's information had been invaluable. The poor girl would probably take a long time to fully understand it, but she had saved a number of lives today. The Grimm Fang had apparently been preparing for an escalation in activities, and had committed several kidnappings to both gain funds and try and brainwash new soldiers to the cause. If Ozpin hadn't been able to muster the forces he did as fast as he did, the entire camp would have disappeared into the woods once again, and the terrorist attacks that costed so much to the White and Red fangs causes would have continued. Killing innocents both during the attacks, and after, when the anti-Faunus movements would retaliate.
She was cut out of her musing when she reached a clearing in the woods with two people in it, one was clearly Adam, which meant that for all she didn't recognize her, the second was probably Stella.
Glynda still had some doubts even then, the new form was so different from the previous one that they barely looked like the same person. A tall woman entirely clad in a color that her brain insisted was both blue and darker than the darkest black, thin, and with three gloves floating around instead of arms. A sharp departure from the muscled amazon clad in orange she was just before. She was currently using two of these hands to restrain Adam by his head, the man barely moving.
"Sable, you are the one that knows Stella the best, do you know how she would react when in this form?" She turned to the Bird Faunus that had been following her quietly. He looked more closely and paled a little, not a good sign.
"I cannot. I do not know this form. I don't know why she is like this, but anything that makes her take on a form that project that kind of aura is bad news."
Kind of aura? Glynda looked with more attention too, and indeed, just watching provoked a low fear response from her.
But she was a veteran Huntress, and it would take more than a fear aura to stop her. She began walking towards the two of them.
"I would not approach too much if I were you." Stella said, her third hand moving in a stopping motion towards Glynda. "I may be restraining my aura, but we don't want an accident that would leave you dead, don't we?" She talked as if she was telling the weather, and not as if she had just threatened to kill Glynda if she came too close.
But before Glynda had time to make her thoughts on being treated like this known, Sable spoke with curiosity:
"Can I ask what you're doing to this poor man? Judging by how his mouth is open and his expression, I could swear he wants to scream very badly, yet can't."
"Not much, just showing him the scale of the universe." Stella then straightened herself to her full height. Adam not even moving a muscle after she let him go from her grip. "It is not my fault his little mortal brain wasn't able to handle the stress."
Mortal? Why was she using this term right now? Glynda already had doubts, but this was pretty much an admission of being a g… In a horrible screech of static, there was a masked face right in front of her eyes, tutting disapprovingly.
"Don't. Finish. This. Thought. I will not tolerate being compared to a being as pathetic as what Ozpin told us about the gods of this world."
"Did you just read my thoughts?" Did this new form allow that? Stella had shown her that she could do a large number of things previously.
"No." Was all that Stella deigned say, her attention beginning to turn towards Sable. Glynda got the impression the two were communicating without a word, an impression that got confirmed when Sable turned to her with a sigh and a headshake.
"While my dear other half cannot read thought, she didn't need to right now. You already know that she changes depending on how she is perceived, well, she simply felt the direction your perspective was going in, and intervened. Now." He gave a sharp glance to the woman that seemed to have begun amusing herself by using Adam as if he was a mannequin, putting his limbs in one position or another without rhyme or reason. The man never reacted in any way, except by going limp as soon as she let go. "You had your fun, it may be time to turn back. Don't you think so, Princess?"
She let go of Adam and turns to Sable, every movement an instant change from one state to another, no intermediary steps between the poses.
"Probably, this man is no fun anymore." Contrary to what would happen normally when she changes form, Stella's body is taken away by a horde of hands from nowhere, and her normal one is deposited in its place. After opening her eyes, she turned to Glynda with a slightly contrite air.
Glynda only raised an eyebrow in answer, nodding towards the still motionless Adam.
"Are you more willing to explain now?"
"Sorry. He got under my skin with some of his remarks and I… lost control for a moment. Did the rest of the attack go well?" For a fully grown woman, Stella was doing a very good impression of a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
"Besides the fact that you left us to handle it without any warning and against the plan? Yes, you can wince all you want, you are lucky you have already proven yourself, this kind of stunt could have costed you your carrier. Fortunately for you, you did manage to win, and there are known cases of berserker Semblances. It would have been better to learn about it before instead of during. As for what happened to Adam…." A new look told her that he would never do anything besides breathing from now on, a shell without anyone in it. Did he even still have a soul? That would have to be tested when back in Vale. "He was a dangerous combatant with a reputation for not leaving his opponents alive, accidents happen in fights. There will still be a review with Ozpin and others to see about it, but I don't expect any big problems on this side. Huntsmen do have some independence when it comes to determining the danger of a situation."
"Thanks." Sable said. "I believe we still have some work to do with the camp? Why don't we let this behind us and help?"
And with that, the three of them move back to the aftermath of their attack. Stella doing a quick assessment of the prisoners' mental state, Glynda taking apart the facilities to reuse the material and Sable going to the periphery to help with potential Grimm.
Two days later, you have another talk with Blake. It is going well until she asks you a question you didn't expect:
"Do you think my parents will still accept me after what I did? I know you told me they already knew about it, but I also… I was… me and Adam were…." She cannot continue, her cat ears lowering on her head and her gaze going everywhere except for you. There is a slight blush on her cheeks but for the most part she seems to be shameful about what she is talking about.
At first, you have no idea what she is implying, then her expectation of you being able to understand give you a pretty good idea… you still do not completely understand the topic of mating thought. It doesn't seem that important to you. Nevertheless, Blake is expecting an answer.
"I am not sure I am the best person you could talk to about any sexual topics." She gives you an incredulous look at that.
"What? Aren't you in a couple with that other professor… Sable?"
"Yes, but neither of us hold any interest in that activity." You shrug. "But anyway, to come back to the topic of your parents. I do not think they will judge you for this. And you are not obligated to give them any information on that anyway. This is a personal matter for you, the fact that you were in such a relationship with Adam doesn't diminish you in any way."
"But I am nothing but a disappointment!" She suddenly gets heated. "I left them to chase a false dream. I didn't even do anything to stop it when I came back, all I did was complain to a figure of authority and stay here like a coward when they took care of the problem for me." She slumps, crying.
You let her have a little time to make sure she will hear you when you talk. As soon as this is the case, you begin in the warmest voice you can manage:
"Blake, I know it is difficult to believe, but what you did was not nothing. For someone in a cult." She flinches. "For someone in the same situation as you. Just getting out is an incredible accomplishment that requires lots of courage. You may feel weak for having been taken by Adam's rhetoric in the first place, but this is not true either. Blake, can you look at me for a second?"
She hesitantly does so, her eyes still red from the crying. You smile at her with reassurance.
"Blake, I will tell this until you believe it: You are a hero. What you did, sending a letter to Beacon, talking to Glynda? It saved lives. We found a number of prisoners in the camp and the picture we got from our questioning shows us that Adam was about to intensify his attacks. You stopped that. Never let anyone tell you otherwise, you helped those people." She still doesn't seem to believe you, not really a surprise. You would have been suspicious if that had been the case, a person doesn't remove a train of thoughts that ingrained that quickly.
You have several ideas to continue this topic, which one do you choose?
[] You will tell Blake you will come with her to see her parents, make sure they don't judge her.
[] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
[] You will come with her to meet her parents, but you will leave to stay close shortly after.
[] Write-in
A/N:
You all thought it would be *them demisexual*, but it was them, *them ace*!
If I had a picture of Sable and Stella together, I would put it there.
Yes, Sable is just as ace as Stella, by the way.
Write what you know, right?
Anyway, Blake will see her parents and is afraid they will not accept her choice of boyfriend… we know they are probably not going to be stupid, but the choice is for Blake, not for them.
Do you think she will benefit from you being there or not?
[X] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
It is for the best, Blake will have a fall back option but her parents (probably) are so stupid to cause her to go for it.
[X] You will come with her to meet her parents, but you will leave to stay close shortly after.
Go with Blake, brief the Belladonnas on events that transpired during and after their daughter's appearance, then retreat to let the family reunion commence in genuine.
[X] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
won't mess with the reunion and possibly give her some confidence boost. not as much as the first option but she will get some, knowing she will intervene if something bad happen. i doubt the parents would do anything bad but Blake definitely need at least some level of confidence.
also, got confused reading the chapter's title before remembering which option won the vote.
[X] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
[X] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
Oooohh noo, I will have to (continue to) outsource my STP smut from actual NSFW sites instead of expecting it from a writer on a SFW forum.
Anyways.
Memes apart, considering how they are literally everything I don't personally think they would be ace since it would mean that they don't partake in a part of everything, but alas it's not like it matters to much in a quest like this. Happy representation? (Is this a sensitive topic? Sorry if I'm being rude)
[X] You will tell Blake you will be close when her parents come. That way they can have an intimate family reunion, but if anything begins going badly she can call for you.
Let's try not make her too dependent of us. Better things to do with our time than babysit traumatized kids lol.