Where the Hell Am I Now?! (Ranma 1/2 \ RWBY)
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Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
One of Ryouga's few advantages over Ranma is the sheer volume of ki he can output. Ranma just developed a perpetual ki generation technique and a one-person Hiryu Shoten Ha, both of which were only possible because of Soul of Ice, which Ryouga cannot do. On top of that, Ranma reverse-engineered splitting cat hairs. I don't think Ryouga's going to be closing that gap.
[X] Lost and Seeking
I have faith that he'll find something to keep him within worthy rival status. Maybe crib off Ruby's speed techniques?
Given that one of his weaknesses is that he's slow as hell compared to Ranma....fast Ryoga would be pretty nasty.
Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
That... would actually be a pretty odd reversal. Suddenly, Ranma's the one with insane endurance who's throwing big ki techniques around and Ryouga's the one relying on sheer speed to try to keep ahead of the opponent.
Still, I don't think that would close the gap. Ranma just learned Blake's semblence, which seems to be made for fighting quick foes. But then, Ranma's always held the advantage over Ryouga.
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TheBleachDoctor
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[X] Lost and Seeking
Yeah, I'm not saying Ryouga will win, only that they'll remain in the same league.
Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
Fair enough.
I get the feeling this just added to the delay
EnderofWorlds
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It didn't; computer and family issues were to blame for that. About half done now.
Part 13
EnderofWorlds
Kneel, mongrel
- Location
- My Ship of Light in the Cosmos
[X] Winter's sister
The first person you see is Winter's sister, in a wheelchair with a cast on her arm and leg and looking at you with an odd look; sorta like a mix of concern and disbelief. You get up from the hospital bed, pull out the IV and leaped back to your feet. Once up, you stretched for a bit to get the kinks out, then turned to her and greeted her; "Sup, you're Winter's sister right? Um....wow, I don't think I got your name actually. Geez, my bad."
"Weiss," She tells you, "My name is Weiss Schnee, and yours is Ranma Saotome. You saved my life-"
"Aw it was nothing," you interrupted and waved her off, "I'm a martial artist, it's what I do; defend the weak and protect those who can't protect themselves." You then realized how that came out, "Erk-not that you're weak, I ain't saying that; just that you were trapped in a bad spot at the time and-"
"Nothing? Nothing?!" She was borderline gaping at you and in utter shock at your nonchalance, "You were bisected! I saw your torso almost slide off of your legs! And all you have to say 'it was nothing?!"
You shrugged, "Eh, I've been through-well, ok no I haven't been through worse; but honestly compared to the shit I've dealt with in the past I wouldn't say that was anything special. How about you, are you ok? I know little miss kitty messed you up a bit too, hope it wasn't anything that couldn't be fixed."
"Am I o-are you serious?!" She bits back, baffled and stunned by your response, "I'm fine, you're the one who almost actually died out there! How can you just....just...just shrug that off like it didn't happen. You were cut in half, most people would be dead from that; and even if they survived they wouldn't be so-so nonchalant about it! And you're here just accepting it like it's par for the course, as if it's no worse than stubbing your toe! What if you had failed to hold yourself together with your aura, have you considered that? Or what if that cat faunus didn't listen; if you were wrong about her and she was just as bad as the rest of them, what then?"
You shrug, you didn't really have an answer for that, and you told her as such; "I'd have winged it, played things by ear and figured something out eventually. Be a bit more roughed up than I was here, but I'd find a way to win. I always do."
"You'd have-you just...I can't-I-I...ARGH!!!" Weiss growled at you and gritted through her teeth, "Your only other plan, if you'd failed, was to 'wing it'? 'Play it by ear'? Are you honestly so arrogant, so cocky, so short-sighted that the sheer possibility of you actually losing never occurred to you? That you'd fail and from that failure the White Fang would've done heaven knows what to my father and sister?! How could you just-just ignore what was at stake th-"
"I knew what I was doing, princess." You didn't like her tone, but you understood her point; kinda. Her family was at risk; things could've gone very bad, very fast and the slightest mistake could've doomed you all. If you'd messed up even the slightest, everyone'd be dead right now.
But you didn't, and there wasn't; so there was nothing to worry about. Ranma Saotome doesn't lose, not when it mattered.
You told the youngest Schnee just that, "Yeah, I get the stakes were high; that a single fuckup would've killed us all, but guess what? That doesn't matter; because Ranma Saotome doesn't lose. Not when it really matters. Because I'm the best, and all those terrorist bastards whose asses I kicked know it; they have the bruises and broken bones to prove it. They tried to do their thing, I fought them off; they lost, I won. End of story.
The 'what-ifs' and 'what could have beens' don't matter. I-no; we fought them off, we kicked their asses, and we sent them crying back to momma with their tails between their legs and that's all that matters. Because we were better than them; better fighters, better talkers, better people, better everything. We were better than them, and we proved it. We won; so relax and enjoy the victory, alright?"
Weiss just stares blankly at you for several minutes, the silence steadily growing more and more awkward before she finally speaks up; "You...you know what? Fine, nevermind; we'll do it your way then. Just forget it all and bask in the victory, right?"
"Nah, don't forget it," you correct her, "Just...you know, accept what did happen happened and roll with it. You don't take a punch straight on unless you're way tougher than the other guy, so you roll with the blow and keep going. We could've messed up; but we didn't. We could've died; but we didn't. Everything could've gone wrong; but it didn't. So...mission accomplished, we won cause we're badass and awesome. That's that, end of story."
"Just roll with it, huh?" Weiss ponders on your words for a moment, then smiled, "Ok, I can roll with that; we won because we were badass and awesome, and that's that. That's what you're saying, right?"
"Yeah; yeah, that's what I've been saying," you tell her, "Don't sweat the small stuff, cause it didn't happen; we handled it, it got taken care of, and everyone's happy. We all win!"
She giggles at that, "I guess we really do all win..." She shook her head, then moved onto a different topic, "If you wouldn't mind; father would like to have a word with you, and though I'd love to take you to him, well..."
Ah, yeah you could see the problem there. You grabbed hold of her wheelchair and said to her, "Point the way and we'll be there in a jiffy."
She smiled at you and pointed to where you had to go; and, like any courteous gentleman, you rushed to make sure you weren't late to your meeting. Meaning that you ran as fast as you possibly could. You're pretty sure you saw streaks of smoke on the floor from where you were running, though it was hard to focus over Weiss's screaming and her desperate attempts to keep up. Every time you did make a wrong turn or when she fell behind; you pulled some crazy maneuver to turn back and stay the course. Things like wall running, ice forming for u-turns, and even simply leaping through a window and breaking into a lower level of another building. Then, with a grand flourish, you slammed on the chair's brakes and skidded to a halt right in front of the meeting room you were led too; Weiss still screaming her head off.
...Huh, if you didn't know any better, you'd say there was some laughter mixed with the screaming. You shook your head; nah, that's just silly. Probably just you mishearing things.
As the screaming died down, you walked right up to the door to the meeting room and knocked; unintentionally opening the door wide open. Inside, you found Old Man Schnee and Blake talking with one another; the former terrorist in shackles and flanked by guards, but talking relatively genailly nonetheless.
"...I-I never knew; I mean, nobody in the White Fang even mentioned that. My own parents never told me that there was more to the mines than what was obvious. It was always just, 'Damn that bastard Schnee, look at what he's doing to us! The greedy human bastard...' and stuff like that. We looked around and saw abuse, oppression, and prejudice; but from what you're saying-"
"Child, believe me that I am no blind fool," Raurief interrupted the cat faunus, "All those things that terrorist cell of your fights against are very real things that exist, otherwise we wouldn't be here to begin with. But...It saddens me that so many of your kind have forgotten what this company has done for them. Forgotten that it was Schnee Dust that was the first to actually employ faunae after the war, despite the discrimination and prejudice against them. I convinced my father to take a gamble; and now...it seems like I'm paying for that gamble every day.
I make no excuses and hold no illusion that our company didn't treat you the same as our human employees; that we underpaid your kind, put them into mining and company towns that were obviously not as good as the ones for humans, but it wasn't out of spite or racism. It was necessity; Schnee Dust was expanding far beyond what it currently was, going beyond Atlas and becoming a worldwide company. We extended our reach far and wide, as fast as possible; arguably too fast and too far. Employing faunus workers wasn't some grand statement or equality movement, it was simple economics and business. Your people needed work, work that nobody was offering; and we needed workers that were cheap and plentiful.
The plan was to gradually even things out, once the company's profit margins expanded and we had the resources to fund everyone equally; but then the Faunus Rights Revolution and White Fang happened and...here we are. Years passed and the once desperate and grateful faunus workers are no longer as desperate, and steadily more and more upset and the gap between them and the humans. Me doing everything I can so that SDC isn't in a deficit, and you formerly conscripted in an organization dissatisfied with how slow change was coming for your people."
The wealthy CEO shrugged and said, "Frankly, there's no easy solution; the company doesn't have the funds to change things, because the White Fang attacks us on a regular basis and cut into profits. Which means we can't afford to make things better for our employees, which angers the White Fang and spurs them on to continue what they're doing. It's a vicious cycle, one that needs a miracle to stop; some outside force to change things."
It was then the old man noticed you and Weiss at the door; with a smile Raurief greeted you, "Ah, Ranma you made it; wonderful. And the doctors said you'd be out for a month, shows what they know."
He chuckled, then got up and walked up to his daughter, hugging her tightly. Obvious concern from before on his face, and tears budding in his eyes, and worried over Weiss; "Thank God you're alright, you scared me half to death out there! I...I just-please, please don't ever do that again; please meine Polarstern Fürstin..."
Weiss seemed a bit surprised from how concerned her father was, but still hesitantly answered him, "I...alright father, I promise."
With that family drama bit settled, Old Man Schnee turned to you and motioned to an empty chair, "Please Ranma; take a seat, we have a lot to go over and I can tell you'd like to get this over with. I'll let you take the lead here; feel free to ask whatever you want, there is plenty we have to talk about."
Old man's got a point, but first thing's first...
[X] So, why'd call me over here in the first place? You know, before the whole exploding ship and terrorist thing...
[X] Yeah....about that; those terrorist punks seemed to have a grudge against you, what's up with that?
[X] Before we start, I have a favor to ask; y'see....there were a few pals of mine that I lost track of...
[X] Write-in
Author's Note: Meine Polarstern Fürstin = My North Star Princess in German. Because every father has a name they call their little girl, even if it's something as simple as 'angel' or 'princess'. Also, I got tired of the 'corrupt, greedy, evil buisnessman'; so I'm playing the SDC vs. White Fang conflict differently here - both are kinda right, but also kinda wrong. And unfortunately, there's no real way to get out of the cycle.
Also, fun fact: Backstory for the nickname- Weiss's dad always referred to his wife as 'His guiding North Star' when she was still around, hence the nickname for Weiss. Could be something to keep in mind for later..."Weiss...she-she's so much like her mother that it hurts on some days..."
The first person you see is Winter's sister, in a wheelchair with a cast on her arm and leg and looking at you with an odd look; sorta like a mix of concern and disbelief. You get up from the hospital bed, pull out the IV and leaped back to your feet. Once up, you stretched for a bit to get the kinks out, then turned to her and greeted her; "Sup, you're Winter's sister right? Um....wow, I don't think I got your name actually. Geez, my bad."
"Weiss," She tells you, "My name is Weiss Schnee, and yours is Ranma Saotome. You saved my life-"
"Aw it was nothing," you interrupted and waved her off, "I'm a martial artist, it's what I do; defend the weak and protect those who can't protect themselves." You then realized how that came out, "Erk-not that you're weak, I ain't saying that; just that you were trapped in a bad spot at the time and-"
"Nothing? Nothing?!" She was borderline gaping at you and in utter shock at your nonchalance, "You were bisected! I saw your torso almost slide off of your legs! And all you have to say 'it was nothing?!"
You shrugged, "Eh, I've been through-well, ok no I haven't been through worse; but honestly compared to the shit I've dealt with in the past I wouldn't say that was anything special. How about you, are you ok? I know little miss kitty messed you up a bit too, hope it wasn't anything that couldn't be fixed."
"Am I o-are you serious?!" She bits back, baffled and stunned by your response, "I'm fine, you're the one who almost actually died out there! How can you just....just...just shrug that off like it didn't happen. You were cut in half, most people would be dead from that; and even if they survived they wouldn't be so-so nonchalant about it! And you're here just accepting it like it's par for the course, as if it's no worse than stubbing your toe! What if you had failed to hold yourself together with your aura, have you considered that? Or what if that cat faunus didn't listen; if you were wrong about her and she was just as bad as the rest of them, what then?"
You shrug, you didn't really have an answer for that, and you told her as such; "I'd have winged it, played things by ear and figured something out eventually. Be a bit more roughed up than I was here, but I'd find a way to win. I always do."
"You'd have-you just...I can't-I-I...ARGH!!!" Weiss growled at you and gritted through her teeth, "Your only other plan, if you'd failed, was to 'wing it'? 'Play it by ear'? Are you honestly so arrogant, so cocky, so short-sighted that the sheer possibility of you actually losing never occurred to you? That you'd fail and from that failure the White Fang would've done heaven knows what to my father and sister?! How could you just-just ignore what was at stake th-"
"I knew what I was doing, princess." You didn't like her tone, but you understood her point; kinda. Her family was at risk; things could've gone very bad, very fast and the slightest mistake could've doomed you all. If you'd messed up even the slightest, everyone'd be dead right now.
But you didn't, and there wasn't; so there was nothing to worry about. Ranma Saotome doesn't lose, not when it mattered.
You told the youngest Schnee just that, "Yeah, I get the stakes were high; that a single fuckup would've killed us all, but guess what? That doesn't matter; because Ranma Saotome doesn't lose. Not when it really matters. Because I'm the best, and all those terrorist bastards whose asses I kicked know it; they have the bruises and broken bones to prove it. They tried to do their thing, I fought them off; they lost, I won. End of story.
The 'what-ifs' and 'what could have beens' don't matter. I-no; we fought them off, we kicked their asses, and we sent them crying back to momma with their tails between their legs and that's all that matters. Because we were better than them; better fighters, better talkers, better people, better everything. We were better than them, and we proved it. We won; so relax and enjoy the victory, alright?"
Weiss just stares blankly at you for several minutes, the silence steadily growing more and more awkward before she finally speaks up; "You...you know what? Fine, nevermind; we'll do it your way then. Just forget it all and bask in the victory, right?"
"Nah, don't forget it," you correct her, "Just...you know, accept what did happen happened and roll with it. You don't take a punch straight on unless you're way tougher than the other guy, so you roll with the blow and keep going. We could've messed up; but we didn't. We could've died; but we didn't. Everything could've gone wrong; but it didn't. So...mission accomplished, we won cause we're badass and awesome. That's that, end of story."
"Just roll with it, huh?" Weiss ponders on your words for a moment, then smiled, "Ok, I can roll with that; we won because we were badass and awesome, and that's that. That's what you're saying, right?"
"Yeah; yeah, that's what I've been saying," you tell her, "Don't sweat the small stuff, cause it didn't happen; we handled it, it got taken care of, and everyone's happy. We all win!"
She giggles at that, "I guess we really do all win..." She shook her head, then moved onto a different topic, "If you wouldn't mind; father would like to have a word with you, and though I'd love to take you to him, well..."
Ah, yeah you could see the problem there. You grabbed hold of her wheelchair and said to her, "Point the way and we'll be there in a jiffy."
She smiled at you and pointed to where you had to go; and, like any courteous gentleman, you rushed to make sure you weren't late to your meeting. Meaning that you ran as fast as you possibly could. You're pretty sure you saw streaks of smoke on the floor from where you were running, though it was hard to focus over Weiss's screaming and her desperate attempts to keep up. Every time you did make a wrong turn or when she fell behind; you pulled some crazy maneuver to turn back and stay the course. Things like wall running, ice forming for u-turns, and even simply leaping through a window and breaking into a lower level of another building. Then, with a grand flourish, you slammed on the chair's brakes and skidded to a halt right in front of the meeting room you were led too; Weiss still screaming her head off.
...Huh, if you didn't know any better, you'd say there was some laughter mixed with the screaming. You shook your head; nah, that's just silly. Probably just you mishearing things.
As the screaming died down, you walked right up to the door to the meeting room and knocked; unintentionally opening the door wide open. Inside, you found Old Man Schnee and Blake talking with one another; the former terrorist in shackles and flanked by guards, but talking relatively genailly nonetheless.
"...I-I never knew; I mean, nobody in the White Fang even mentioned that. My own parents never told me that there was more to the mines than what was obvious. It was always just, 'Damn that bastard Schnee, look at what he's doing to us! The greedy human bastard...' and stuff like that. We looked around and saw abuse, oppression, and prejudice; but from what you're saying-"
"Child, believe me that I am no blind fool," Raurief interrupted the cat faunus, "All those things that terrorist cell of your fights against are very real things that exist, otherwise we wouldn't be here to begin with. But...It saddens me that so many of your kind have forgotten what this company has done for them. Forgotten that it was Schnee Dust that was the first to actually employ faunae after the war, despite the discrimination and prejudice against them. I convinced my father to take a gamble; and now...it seems like I'm paying for that gamble every day.
I make no excuses and hold no illusion that our company didn't treat you the same as our human employees; that we underpaid your kind, put them into mining and company towns that were obviously not as good as the ones for humans, but it wasn't out of spite or racism. It was necessity; Schnee Dust was expanding far beyond what it currently was, going beyond Atlas and becoming a worldwide company. We extended our reach far and wide, as fast as possible; arguably too fast and too far. Employing faunus workers wasn't some grand statement or equality movement, it was simple economics and business. Your people needed work, work that nobody was offering; and we needed workers that were cheap and plentiful.
The plan was to gradually even things out, once the company's profit margins expanded and we had the resources to fund everyone equally; but then the Faunus Rights Revolution and White Fang happened and...here we are. Years passed and the once desperate and grateful faunus workers are no longer as desperate, and steadily more and more upset and the gap between them and the humans. Me doing everything I can so that SDC isn't in a deficit, and you formerly conscripted in an organization dissatisfied with how slow change was coming for your people."
The wealthy CEO shrugged and said, "Frankly, there's no easy solution; the company doesn't have the funds to change things, because the White Fang attacks us on a regular basis and cut into profits. Which means we can't afford to make things better for our employees, which angers the White Fang and spurs them on to continue what they're doing. It's a vicious cycle, one that needs a miracle to stop; some outside force to change things."
It was then the old man noticed you and Weiss at the door; with a smile Raurief greeted you, "Ah, Ranma you made it; wonderful. And the doctors said you'd be out for a month, shows what they know."
He chuckled, then got up and walked up to his daughter, hugging her tightly. Obvious concern from before on his face, and tears budding in his eyes, and worried over Weiss; "Thank God you're alright, you scared me half to death out there! I...I just-please, please don't ever do that again; please meine Polarstern Fürstin..."
Weiss seemed a bit surprised from how concerned her father was, but still hesitantly answered him, "I...alright father, I promise."
With that family drama bit settled, Old Man Schnee turned to you and motioned to an empty chair, "Please Ranma; take a seat, we have a lot to go over and I can tell you'd like to get this over with. I'll let you take the lead here; feel free to ask whatever you want, there is plenty we have to talk about."
Old man's got a point, but first thing's first...
[X] So, why'd call me over here in the first place? You know, before the whole exploding ship and terrorist thing...
[X] Yeah....about that; those terrorist punks seemed to have a grudge against you, what's up with that?
[X] Before we start, I have a favor to ask; y'see....there were a few pals of mine that I lost track of...
[X] Write-in
Author's Note: Meine Polarstern Fürstin = My North Star Princess in German. Because every father has a name they call their little girl, even if it's something as simple as 'angel' or 'princess'. Also, I got tired of the 'corrupt, greedy, evil buisnessman'; so I'm playing the SDC vs. White Fang conflict differently here - both are kinda right, but also kinda wrong. And unfortunately, there's no real way to get out of the cycle.
Also, fun fact: Backstory for the nickname- Weiss's dad always referred to his wife as 'His guiding North Star' when she was still around, hence the nickname for Weiss. Could be something to keep in mind for later..."Weiss...she-she's so much like her mother that it hurts on some days..."
[X] So, why'd call me over here in the first place? You know, before the whole exploding ship and terrorist thing...
[X] So, why'd call me over here in the first place? You know, before the whole exploding ship and terrorist thing...
Lets find out how we can make Dust or whatever Winter was saying in a earlier post.
Lets find out how we can make Dust or whatever Winter was saying in a earlier post.
Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
[X] Before we start, I have a favor to ask; y'see....there were a few pals of mine that I lost track of...
[X] So, why'd call me over here in the first place? You know, before the whole exploding ship and terrorist thing...