#rwby klien
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What are those: wallow decided to go to beacon academy with winter to go see how wiess is doing but instead meet with jaune
The Dragon’s Diamond
A small bullhead flew through the air towards, Beacon Academy. It was a privately owned airship that belonged to the, Schnee Dust Company, and right now it was carrying an assortment of precious cargo: The daughter of the founder of the, SDC, Willow Schnee. Her eldest child, Winter Schnee. And a locked cased filled with diamonds of various sizes, and quality. At least what they assumed were diamonds. For they had come here to see if they were in fact real diamonds.
Winter: I’m sorry mother, but I must protest; Why did you have to come along to handle this simple endeavour; you could have simply handed over your, and my diamonds to, Klein, and let him handle it. Why did you have to come along?
Willow: I needed a vacation. This seemed like a reasonable excuse why to do so. Besides, it also gives me an excuse to be around my daughters. Is there something wrong with me desiring to be with my family my dear?
Winter: …
Winter: No, no there isn’t anything wrong with that, it’s just unexpected is all.
Willow: I understand, but being away from home also keeps me away from drinking. I’ve managed to at least reduce the amount I’ve been drinking substantially, but being around your father long enough will lead me back to drowning myself in the bottle again. I cannot allow that to happen.
Winter: I… I’m sorry, I thought you chose to leave for different reasons.
Willow: Like trying fine, Valian wines?
Winter: Ahh! Yes… Yes I thought so.
Willow: Well, depending on what, and where we’re having dinner I wouldn’t mind a suitable wine to go along with it, but I have to stop drinking. Not so much for myself, but for you, your sister, and your brother. I… I want to stay a part of your lives, to see you grow old, and start families of your own in the future. It would be a shame if I am to deny myself these opportunities because I drank myself to death…
Winter: Thank you, Mother. Hearing you say that means a lot to me. But, if you want to give up drinking, why are you looking forward to having wine with your meal?
Willow: I’m slowly weaning myself off drinking. Not everyone can just go cold turkey now can they?
Winter: I would prefer it if you did.
Willow: Well, it would probably be for the best if I did, but… Oh, we’re here, let’s continue this discussion later, and find your sister.
Winter: Very well then, Mother.
As the ship landed the mother, and daughter duo grabbed their luggage, and made their way towards the academy. As they neared closer to the tower, Willow couldn’t help, but take in the sights around her.
Willow: Oh my… Beacon Academy is such a lovely place.
Winter: Yes, the warm breeze, and vibrant greenery give this place such a relaxing air to it.
Willow: I know, Weiss went to, Beacon to escape father in, Atlas. But, do you suppose this rich atmosphere contributed to it?
Winter: I believe it was more so her desire to escape, Father. But, this is a nice benefit.
Willow: I hope she is feeling happy here.
Winter: Me too.
Willow: But, where do you believe she is?
Winter: I have no idea, there should be an information desk up front we can ask.
Willow: Or, I suppose we could ask him if he knows where, Weiss is.
Winter: Who?
As they drew closer to the, Academy they saw the statue out front, and a student sitting on the base of the statue. They noticed that he was seemingly mumbling to himself as he ran his hands through his golden hair as he evaded the white horns poking out.
Winter: A faunas?
Willow: Excuse me, young man?
: Hmm, what? Oh, hello.
Willow: Hello. I was wondering if you could help us.
: With what?
Winter: We’re looking for my sister, Weiss Schnee, do you perchance know her?
: Weiss Schnee? Yeah, I know her, we’re friends after all.
Willow: Excellent, can you please lead us to her?
: Sure I can… I can…?! Hurk?!
His hand quickly came up to cover his mouth, seemingly trying to repress a gag. His luck failed him as he continued to dry heave until a he opened his mouth, and a belch of fire erupted from his mouth before he fell into a small coughing fit as small jets of flame escaping his mouth with each cough. As soon as his coughing fit ended he popped a small white marble into his mouth, before turning to address the duo.
: Jacques you cheap bastard! (Cough!) Ahem, sorry about that, upset stomach. Hehe…
The duo looked at him in stunned shock, taking a moment for themselves to collect themselves. Willow seemingly able to keep her wits about her.
Willow: A-Are you okay?
: Yeah, I’m fine.
Winter: But, you just belched fire?
: That’s a semi-common occurrence.
Willow: But…?!
Winter: Wait, Mother… Male, blue eyes, blond hair, horns, and can breath fire… You’re the, Dragon King, Jaune Arc, aren’t you?
Jaune: That’s me, well mostly. I’m not a king of any sorts, but I am a dragon faunas. Anyway, my name is, Jaune Arc, nice to meet you.
Jaune offered his hand for the pair to shake as they introduced themselves in kind.
Willow: Willow, Willow Schnee, it’s a pleasure to meet you.
Winter: Specialist Winter Schnee.
Jaune: So you’re, Weiss’s family? That explained the smells.
Winter: Smells?
Jaune: I have a highly, highly acute sense of smell. I can smell familiarity’s between people, to the point I can tell if someone is related to another.
Winter: That sounds like an impressive ability.
Jaune: It has its downsides… Like my little sister trying to use me as a bloodhound…
Willow: You said you are friends with my daughter, Mr. Arc, can you lead us to her?
Jaune: Uhhh… No, no I can’t. She went into, Vale with the rest of her team just a little while ago.
Winter: She did, why?
Jaune: I don’t know; I left to ‘throw up,’ and when I came back she, and her teammates had disappeared. My sister said that they had made an emergency trip to, Vale, and that was all there was to it. Do you want me to call her, and let her know you’re here?
Winter: No… Well, maybe we should.
Willow: Oh dear… I was hoping to surprise her with our sudden visit.
Jaune: You can still do that if you want.
Willow: We can, how?
Jaune: Weiss, and her teams room is just down the hall from my teams room. You can wait there until she arrives.
Winter: What do you think mother?
Willow: We might as well, this young man has graciously offered us his place to us while we wait for your sister to return. We won’t be in there for a few hours at most.
Winter: Very well, we graciously accept your kind offer, Mr. Arc.
Jaune: My pleasure, and please, just call me, Jaune.
Winter: Very well then, Jaune.
Jaune: Even if you rejected my offer you’d no doubt be taken to my room anyway so I could inspect those diamonds, and any other gemstones of yours. If there are any that is…
Winter: What are you talking about?
Jaune: Two things: Those are, Fortress grade safe-boxes, made by the, Gem Refinery. To which I own, I know my merchandise. Especially the safe-boxes…
Willow: Wait, you’re the owner of the, Gem Refinery?
Jaune: Yes, I am. Second I over heard, Weiss… screaming to her father on how she wanted her entire families precious jewels so they can be appraised. And, who is that appraiser, me: Jaune Arc, the Lapidary Master!
Willow: You’re the, Lapidary Master?!
Jaune: Yep!
Willow: I don’t believe you. You’re just a teenager, and you’re supposedly the worlds most renowned fine cut gem grader?
Jaune: Oh, just you wait, and see darling! Now then, lets go look at some pretty stones!
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Jaune: Hmmmm…?
Jaune hummed in speculation as he examined a rather large diamond on a gold ring with a jewellers magnifier. Willow looked on in a chair besides him, while, Winter look on from his bed as, Jaune worked.
Willow: That was the engagement ring my husband gave me, he said it is one caret diamond ring.
Willow: …
Willow: It is a diamond ring… Right?
Jaune looked at, Willow, back to the ring, and then back to her. Their eyes stayed locked for a moment before he threw it into his mouth, and a hard crunching sound soon followed this action.
Willow’s face fell into her hands as she groaned in disbelief at what she had just witnessed, again.
Willow didn’t believe, Jaune when he started sorting her diamonds into two piles, one labeled real, and labeled fake. The ‘fake’ pile had grown considerably larger then the ‘real’ pile to the point she doubted he was actually genuinely grading her diamonds, and was trying to steal them. To prove his innocence, he grabbed a sizeable real diamond, and bit it. The sound it made was akin to bitting a jaw breaker: hard, and solid, as if one smacked their head against a wall.
Jaune, then grabbed one he deemed a ‘fake’ and bit into it. The sound was like someone bit into a hard candy, and wanted to chew it up, instead of sucking on it; Loud, and crunchy.
He made this a habit whenever she doubted his expertise, as a master gemologist. A habit she had come to dread because of the details that followed with it.
Luckily that was the second to last diamonf he needed to inspect, and she knew for certain that the last one wasn’t fake.
Willow: At least tell me the ring was made of gold?
Jaune spat out the piece of metal next to the pile of fakes, she grimaced as she looked at him as he regretfully smiled at her.
Jaune: Well… Pyrite, isn’t called ‘fools gold’ for nothing… hehe…
Willow: Gods dammit… My husband bought me a fake engagement ring?! How cheap of a man is he?!
Winter: More so then we could possibly believe…
Jaune: I doubt he was in this case.
Winter: What do you mean?
Jaune: Well… From what I’ve been told your father is a greedy whore. Uhh?! N-No offence.
Winter: None taken.
Willow: Please, feel free to continue badmouthing my husband at your leisure.
Jaune: Okay? Anyway, your husband is a greedy whore, from what I’ve seen. And, from what, Weiss has said about him is that he doesn’t commit to anything that doesn’t have a shiny price tag attached to it. I think he acquired these gemstones as a future investment. Liquid assets as you would put it.
Winter: That sounds like something father would do, but why would he buy fakes? My father is a greedy bastard, and will do everything to save a chip. He wouldn’t buy fake diamonds, there’s no value in that.
Jaune: Maybe he didn’t know he was buying fakes?
Winter: You believe someone swindled him?
Willow: It is a logically sound idea when you think about it.
Jaune: I’m well aware of several infamous gem pedlars. Give me a list of your sellers, and I could identify who is a legit seller, and who is not. Because there are some real ones here, so maybe he bought the fakes from one person, and the real ones from another.
Willow: I believe they were all acquired from one person, at least the vast majority were.
Jaune: And, that person’s name is?
Willow: Cartiff… Cartiff… Oh, I forget his first name.
Jaune: …
Jaune: It wouldn’t happen to be, Quintin now would it…?
Willow: Quintin… Yes, Quintin Cartiff, that was his name. How did you know?
Jaune: Quintin… Quintin Cartiff…
Willow: J-Jaune? Is everything okay…
Jaune: Quintin CARTIFF!!!
Winter immediately jumped in front of her mother pulling her mother back. Her hand stayed on her blade as she saw a truly terrifying sight. Within the space of a blink the calm, and happy boy revealed a monster of fire, and ash. His head realed upwards as he scream his name in a bloody rage. Winter got to see first hand the hidden fang he hide behind that warm, and inviting smile of his. The way his mouth shut, terrified her knowing full well he could bite down into someone in mere seconds, and could easily pierce through aura, and flesh like it was tissue paper. She marvelled at the sight of blue flames erupting from clenched fangs. The reports she had seen about the dragon faunas were fragmented, and vague, but even those brief insights paled in reality at the sight before her.
The flames, erupting from, Jaune’s teeth slowly fettered out as a finally deep exhale escaped his lips, he shook his head as if trying to shake off some sort of ill feeling upon him. He leaned back in his chair to look at the mother, daughter duo as he gave them a nervous, and embarrassed smile as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
Jaune: Ah haha… Sorry about that… I didn’t expect hearing his name to set me off like that… Hehehe… Sorry…
Willow: It seems you are well acquainted with this individual?
Jaune: As well as I would like to be. The bastard is an infamous counterfeiter, specializing in fake jewels. Particularly diamonds. I met him years ago after I just started out my… passion for collecting precious gemstones. He sold me some nice diamonds the first few times, but then he came back again, and the ‘diamonds’ he brought were all fakes. He denied it of course. Then I ate his ‘diamonds’ to prove to him that they were all fakes.
Willow: Oh, so eating fake diamonds is not a recent habit you’ve developed. I thought it was just for show.
Jaune: Well, yeah it kinda is. I mean what better way to prove if a diamond is a fake?
Winter: Do you often eat precious stones?
Jaune: No, I tend to eat, Dust more so then cubic zirconia, and the like. That’s why I was belching fire earlier, Weiss fead me some, SDC Dust that made me sick to my stomach. Jacques is such a cheap bastard…
Winter: Wait, you eat, Dust?!
Willow: And, what does my husband have to do with that?
Jaune: Okay, one box left to examine!
Jaune simply ignored the ladies questions as he took out the last box. It was a seven inch cube box covered in various locking mechanisms that, Jaune was quite intrigued on opening it himself. But, in the pursuit of time he just handed it over to, Willow who opened it herself. And, upon it’s opening, Jaune beheld a beautiful sight. The one diamond he had been hoping to see for ages.
The famous, Schnee Diamond.
The diamond was cut into an orb with a with a three diameter, roughly making it the same size as your average baseball. It shimmered, and sparkled like a star under the light of his desk lamp. He extended the talons on his hand as he picked it up, and inspected this prized jewel. Turning it over as he marvelled in its beauty.
Willow: …?
Willow: Do you like it, Mr. Arc?
Jaune: …
Willow: Do you like it, Jaune?
Jaune: …
Willow: Jaune!
Jaune: Huw? Oh yeah, It is such a marvellous diamond… I’ve been dreaming of seeing it, holding it within my hands to marvel in its splendour since I first saw photos of it, and I must say those photos do it no justice in its magnificent.
Winter: Are you sure it’s real?
Winter cheekily remarked as, Jaune was lost in the beauty of the diamond in his taloned fingers. Her smile fell as she heard the most beautiful ringing sound she had ever heard as he tapped the diamond with his talon before turning to face her.
Jaune: Hear that? Humans can’t here this sound, most faunas can’t hear it either, but I can. Most diamonds are too small to make this an audible sound for most people to hear it. But, this diamond is big enough for anyone to hear it singing. Only a real diamond can make such beautiful sounds.
Willow: It is such a beautiful sound, I had no idea such sounds can come from a diamond.
Jaune: Only a few bare such elegance… Oh I wish I could have this diamond for myself… But alas, I doubt your open to selling it. Are you…?
Willow: If I was… Hypothetically speaking, how much would it be…?!
Jaune: Three billion Lien.
The duo looked at him astonished at the thought that, that diamond was worth, Three Billion Lein. The sense of unquestionable authority as he stated this didn’t make them question the possibility that he was gaslighting them so he could get it for a fraction of the price.
Willow: Oh my… I… I did not expect that…
Jaune: Didn’t you have it graded before?
Willow: Decades ago, and back then it was nearly a billion lien. But, to imagine the price has gone up that much… it’s unbelievable…
Jaune: It would be the worlds most valuable diamond, but that title was taken away from it a few years back.
Winter: Oh really? What took it’s place?
Jaune: This…
As if appearing from thin air, Jaune held out before the duo a diamond; A diamond cut into a sphere with a diameter of five inches across. Winter’s breath was stolen away as, Willow at the beauty presented before her. She carefully took it from him, fearing the validity of the rumours that he would gut her if she touched it. But, it appeared as if he was offering it to her to hold, so she took it.
She was amazed by its hefty weight, as she saw the light sparkle across it surface. She was amazed when her father showed her the, Schnee diamond, but the splendour of this diamond put it to shame so thoroughly she couldn’t find it in herself to complain about it in the slightest.
Willow: The Translucent Apple… Oh she is absolutely gorgeous~!
Winter: You’re the owner of the world’s largest diamond…?! That makes sense because you’re such a gemstone lover… But wait, where did you pull that out from? Do you just keep it hidden on your person at all times.
Jaune: Not in the shower.
Winter: What?!
Willow: It is truly a marvellous diamond. It was an honour to hold it. Winter, do you perhaps?
Winter: Nnnno, no I wouldn’t. If our family’s diamond is worth three billion, it terrifies me to hold something worth…
Jaune: Five billion Lien.
Winter: Five billion Lien… Wait, what really?!
Jaune: I am not considered one of the richest men in the world for nothing.
Winter: Five billion… And, he just has that up his coats sleeves?!
Willow: Well, it was a pleasure, despite the sheer disappointment of it all, no fault upon you, Jaune. I thank you for grading our families diamonds, and other precious stones.
Jaune: My pleasure… If you want, I can set you up with a jeweller from my company. I can confirm whole heartedly their validity as the genuine article.
Willow: I would appreciate that very much. But, there is something I would like to ask you…
Jaune: That being?
Willow: I heard you were offered gemstones as a dowery of sorts… Does that offer still stand?
Jaune’s burning focus of ingraining the beauty of the, Schnee Diamond upon his mind had finally been broken. Not even offering up the, Translucent Apple for, Willow to marvel at had broken his singular concentration of the diamond within his talon fingers. But, that one question broke him from his stupor like a gunshot to the heart. For he knew all to well what the dowery for this proposal would be.
Jaune: A-Are you offering me this diamond for your daughters hand…?
Willow: Indeed I am.
Winter: Mother no!
Winter exclaimed in shock as she looked at her mother as if she had lost her sanity. And, worry as, Jaune eyed the diamond with a new burning intensity trapped deep within the very depths of his soul.
Jaune: This… This is a priceless family heirloom, you wouldn’t simply give it away for me to accept, Weiss’s hand in marriage would you?
Willow: The diamond would still be in the hands of a, Schnee if you married my daughter, so it wouldn’t be lost. And, I never said anything about you marrying, Weiss now did I?
Willow looked to her eldest child with a smile as, Winter’s voice failed her. She was dumbfounded that this conversation had taken such a drastic turn. Was her mother seriously offering up the family’s prized heirloom for her hand in marriage?!
It was unthinkable. That her mother would do this to her on seemingly a whim. It scared her. But, what truly terrified her was the deafening silence that followed as, Jaune looked between her, and the diamond.
At her, and the diamond.
At her, and the diamond.
At her, and the diamond.
And, then at her, and only her.
Winter gulped in fear at the sudden turn her life was about to make.
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Ok why is nobody talking about willow helping Klien give medical attention to the refugees?
This is so sweet!
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(1) What kind of magic does the merfolk use? (2) Is Klein an octopus mer? (3) Does Sun live on his own on the house boat, spending his days dipping his feet in the water?
Ok so the magic varies sort of like semblance and come from a specific gland in their tails and they have specialised viens that carry this magic like substance from the gland through out they're body to where the magic needs to go , Salem wishes to havest this gland and the material in it to give humans magic.
Klien is a shark mer even if the idea of octupus would be great he lives in the shark kingdom so he is a grey nurse shark
And you hit the nail on the head for sun he pretty much lives alone but a certain deep sea mer loves hanging around him
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Pondering the current fates of RWBY Heroes
Inspired by a RWBY discord I'm part of, we're here to speculate on the fates of various RWBY characters! Spoilers for RWBY up until Volume 9 and related material like the novels, under the readmore.
Teams/Kids/Young Adults:
Team RWBY: Alive, obviously. The show wouldn't be the show without them! On their way to Vacuo.
Team JNPR/JNOR: Pyrrha's dead (RIP), everyone else is alive with Jaune en route to Vacuo alongside Team RWBY.
Team CVFY: Still active per After the Fall and Before the Dawn (Recommended reading. Seriously.)
Team SSSN: Still active in Vacuo per Before the Dawn.
Team CDRL: Nobody cares about them. But if we must. Their last known status was during the Fall of Beacon, Cardin was saved by Ironwood from being killed but beyond that nothing. Frankly, don't care to think about them either.
Team FNKI: According to the writers, they lived through the Fall of Atlas. Currently in Vacuo.
Illia Amitola: Cameoed in Volume 8, probably in Vacuo by now alongside the Belladonnas.
Emerald Sustrai: Defected to the Good side in Volume 8, finally. In Vacuo with the others.
Oscar Pine: Still with the others in Vacuo.
Penny Polendina: Physically deceased, again. Fate unknown and uncertain. Possibility of return not discounted, given she's been revived before. Whether reduced to a soul inside of Winter, or permanently dead, until the official word is given, nothing is impossible for everyone's favorite redhead.
Ciel Soliel: An unknown to the point where the Curious Cat even lampshades it during Volume 9. As Penny's team was disbanded, and her fate is uncertain, we can guess she might've survived the Fall of Atlas and is in Vacuo. Up in the air currently.
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Adults:
Ozpin: Spirit form in Oscar Pine's head, currently merging with him.
Ironwood (counting him here, he started as one): Dead via Atlas' fall in Volume 8.
Winter Schnee: Active, new Winter Maiden. Yes, the jokes still work.
Schnee Family (Whitley, Willow, Klien): Still alive, in Vacuo.
Glynda Goodwitch: Last time we saw her was After the Fall, and as a shocked cameo circa Volume 8 when Ruby's message reached the world. She was there in illusion form in the JLA/RWBY movie. She may still be in Vale, or may be on the way to Vacuo.
Qrow Branwen: Made it to Vacuo, if the V9 epilogue animatic shown off at RTX 2023 is to be believed. Otherwise, last seen on screen during the Fall of Atlas in Volume 8.
Raven Branwen: Revealed via the Volume 9 epilogue animatic to have helped Team RWBY onward to Vacuo. Unsure as to when THAT happened.
Taiyang Xiao Long: Uncertain if in Vacuo, still in Vale, or on his way. Chances are, probably in or around Vacuo if Raven's there.
Robyn Hill + The Happy Huntresses: Absolutely in Vacuo, if the Volume 9 epilogue animatic is to be believed. Expecting them to help with the refugees too.
Pietro Polendina: Still alive as of Volume 8. Since Amity Arena was shown with the ships in Volume 9, it's assumed he's alive.
Maria Calavera: Presumed still alive as well, same with Pietro.
Ghira and Kali Belladonna: Alive, saw Ruby's message. Current status places them in Mistral helping the Faunus circa Volume 6, though as of V8 they got Ruby's message. Unknown as of now if they went to Atlas first, or Vacuo. Expecting to see them in some capacity.
Theodore: Still headmaster of Shade academy. Active as of Before the Dawn. Will arguably be the most helpful headmaster the heroes have had.
Rumpole: Still vice head of Shade. Active as of Before the Dawn.
Old Man Shopkeep: WILL. NEVER. DIE. But seriously. In Vale as of Volume 8 cameo. Will probably help with food or cameo sometime!
Zwei: Will also never die. With Tai as of Volume 8.
Summer Rose: Condition unknown. Subject still needs to be broached if really dead, or Grimmified.
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TF are you giving Shaft credit for the allusion RT came up with???
I meant being on point to the allusions RWBY already uses, showing that they have an understanding of the source material.
IE: Taking show-Klien's multiple personas in the real world and adapting that into seven robots in the nightmare.
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What's left to lose?
TW: Suicide
[First Posted: 12/13/18]
[Context: 2018 was... God RWBY Vol 6? So this was before the Atlas Arc. I first wrote this in high school and guess where I posted this? The RWBY Amino! Lol remember that shitshow app? Anyway, this is something for you guys in the mean time while I do my placement.]
Whitley stands atop the roof of the Schnee Mansion, clasping his hands together and exhaling into the pocket of his palm. Whitley watched the blood orange sunset, adorning the coat of General Ironwood. He was much more of a fatherly role model than his Father. All Jacques left was a kingdom of lies and a miserable pile of secrets. Of course, he left at the fall of the legacy, leaving Whitley to salvage the scraps. Well, he wouldn't be alone on the roof if the salvage operation was successful.
Weiss had abandoned him once again, back to saving the world again, with her teammates, her friends. She could've stayed a while longer, maybe for a fine Earl Grey from Klien, but Klien had left much before Weiss returned. Mother was relocated to a hospital, Father deemed it necessary for a woman in her condition. What a farce. At least she could finally get some help from someone better than him. Winter was last seen lost in the snows of the Atlas Mainland. Winter's hardy and determined, she'll push through the cold. They say she's finds companionship with a dusty old crow.
Darkness set in, but the sunset's glow did not, nor did the Atleasean cold blanket the mansion. Wisps of ash rose from the tempest below. Soft crackles grew. Loud arguing reached his ear, just like how it had been for many years with Jacques, and whomever remained in his personal circle. Whatever security that the Schnee family owned, lost in the flames. All riches returned to Weiss, Whitley believed she would have greater use for it. Thankfully clean from Jacques muddy hands.
Roaring flames crept up the estate, with the White Fang ravaging the rooms below. If they took him, it would mean Weiss would be at their mercy just to get him back. He had been too much a burden already. Whitley could feel the blaze beneath him. It was time, to end a dirty legacy, and let his sisters rise from its ashes. His scroll opens. One final message.
"Good evening. I am the first son, of the dishonorable Jacques Schnee. My name is Whitley Schnee. I send this as the White Fang burn my home to the ground. This is the truth."
"Jacques is dead, a corpse eaten in the snow. General James Ironwood is dead, assassinated for Jacques to claim his power. My mother is broken, abused by the man she married, but now in safe hands."
"I will die, so there shall be no burden, and that The White Fang earn a pitiful victory, in a battle of their war. To my sisters, like me you may not, but I cherish our memories together."
"To the Faunus, I apologize for the pain that my Father induced. And a reply I don't need, as you will not accept, I am sure."
"Lastly, to the Fox Faunus named Laeva Tein, You deserve more than a broken man with a dirty legacy and his world of trouble. I die here in my fallen kingdom"
"There he is! Surround him!"
The fierce cry of a White Fang member, pointing gun for his prey's head.
Sent. For the world to see the truth. Open closet, open book, the chamber is open. Once it was completed, it fell into the flames. Hands in pockets, coat flapping against the rising heat.
"A fine evening gentlemen, a brilliant blaze to mark the victory against one of your greatest oppressors. But this is no victory in your war, nor your battle. No victory is strength. Your leader has long forgotten, that even a minute action can move mountains, like a train coming late. Something finer. All you have is a simple soul left to claim, and I will take this victory, by taking your prized soul."
Whitley runs forward to the edge.
And leaps.
Rustling winds became snapping flames.
White burns black.
Red burns gold.
The fiery snake consumes its prey. Leaving but the ashen skeleton.
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She was too late. The black smoke against the horizon of dawn. A crow circles over. She knelt down in the char, afraid his remains would crumble in her hands. The crow stands behind her, cursing their luck.
"Do not mistake your misfortune as the cause. This was the last of my brother's wishes. What's left to lose?"
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She should have stayed. The screen turns black and his face appears again. She sat down, and a black cat sits at her side, rubbing her shoulder, allowing her to lean against each other.
"Do not mistake my past as the cause. It was that man's wishes, and your brother's attempt to clean your past for a better future. We must move onward, not there yet to the peace we fight for. We cannot afford to lose anymore."
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Heels echo the halls. Adorned in white, off centre hair now unraveled.
Heels echo the halls. Adorned in black, a gown over her frame, tail drooped low.
"Miss Schnee, I cannot thank you enough for your hospitality."
"You are family now. You belong in this house as much as me."
The grand doors open. And another head of white hair appears.
"Miss Tein, I finally got her into the dress. But she's stubborn to take off those squeaking shoes."
"It's something you'll have to deal with, Mrs Schnee. Don't push yourself. That black bird of yours will be back soon, and you'll have the rest of the day with us."
"What was he like? In, both regards of love?"
"Mrs Schnee, asking about my experience? I don't think you'd believe me."
"Well, I remember our first time meeting. Whitley sheltered me as I was escaping from some Anti Faunusists. To think he'd do such a thing for me. But perhaps loneliness breeds desire for warmth. He would often visit the cafe, expresso, three sugars and cream. He stayed late, and left before I closed up shop. He stayed even if it meant his favourite window side table had glass shards on it or was dented by the brick that caused it, even if his view was ruined by eggs or graffiti. It was a long while until he took the first step and ask me for my shift times. Soon, it was small talk across a table, he would complain about family."
"Then one day, he broke. I never saw him anymore venerable, having bid farewell to the mother he barely knew. And then... I realised my love. Two souls curled in their world of loneliness and melancholy. Escape in the confinement of our arms. The little things made the most memories, how he would stroke my tail as he slept, and how nipping his nape would burn his ears. But, then Jacques abandoned him. We had only one night together in his year of struggle. And then..."
Squeaks echo the hall. Adorned in blue, a loose ribbon around the stub of her tail.
Laeva picked up the little girl, nuzzling her nose.
"Whitney won't know what her father is like. But she'll know that her father was a great man, my hero. After all, she's all I have left of him."
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No HOW IS SHE GOING TO TELL THEM WHAT HAPPENED TO WEISS OMG SHE CRYING
#rwby#team rwby#my post#rwby vol 8#spoilers#vol 8 spoilers#weiss schnee#schnee#winter schnee#willow schnee#whitley schnee#klien#schnee family#schneeblings
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Yet another RWBY fanfic idea I’ll never write:
The good dad AU.
Klein escapes with Weiss when she leaves Jaques, because he knows he’s going to get fired anyways. Taiyang decides he’s not going to let Yang go off her own and comes with her. And Ghira, at the battle of Haven, goes with Blake to Atlas upon learning how important their mission is, leaving Kali to deal with the WF.
So for the rest of series from vol 4 and onward you have three responsible adults and Qrow tagging along with Team JNPR and RWBY. This means:
Ghira disapproving of Yang, who only does a little better then Sun of impressing him
Taiyang helping Jaune through his grief with Pyrrha
Taiyang and Ghira helping Yang beat the hell out of Adam
Taiyang struggling with the apathy, but also Ghira and Klein helping everyone stay less desperate
Klein actually making a gourmet meal from shrimp flavored beans
All three losing it when someone hurts Oscar
Ghira decking Ironwood when he gets all dictator-ly
Robyn fangirling over Ghira who she sees as inspiration
Klein getting along great with Penny
Klein scolding Winter like she’s eight when he thinks she’s being too mean to Weiss
Maria and Klein getting along great
Taiyang and Maria trading puns and dad jokes, to everyone else’s horror
Klein getting kidnapped by Raven. I mean…just imagine
Anyway, I probably will never write this but I still love the idea
#rwby#taiyang xiao long#klien rwby#ghira belladonna#rwby good dad au#ruby rose rwby#maria calavera#raven branwen#robyn hill#jaune arc#yang xioa long#blake bellodona
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So, place your bets...
...on how long it’s going to be before we get heart-shattering fanarts of
Tai crying in front of THREE graves
Winter and fam lighting candles around a newly finished portrait of Weiss
Ghira and Kali wading into the ocean to release flowers in shape of Blake’s emblem
Pietro making a little Penny statue.
Jaune’s family putting his portrait with the other fallen Arc family members.
...I know it’s coming, and I’m not ready.
#rwby#rwby spoilers#ruby rose#wiess schnee#Blake Belladonna#yang xiao long#winter schnee#pietro polendina#penny polendina#saphron cotta-arc#willow schnee#whitley schnee#Klien sieben#ghira belladonna#kali belladonna#Taiyang xiao long
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And in its place there's nothing
Just an endless empty hole
The light that showed the way is gone
And darkness takes control
Bitterness and anger
Are quick to fill the void
The path to isolation
Is littered with the dreams that lay destroyed
anyone else think that Path to Isolation fits Whitley more than Weiss?
anyway imagine hating on a 13-14 year old child who grew up with an abusive father, an emotionally distant, alcoholic mother and two older sisters who got out when they could but also left him behind in a cold and abusive family so he had to conform to his father’s wishes and do as he was told and only had his father as a role model so he became a cold and cruel as a survival method but in reality is just a lonely and isolated child.
#it's starts with the unexpected loss of something dear/#the warmth that comforted and cradled just disappears#rwby#rwby volume 7#rwby whitley#whitley schnee#rwby art#BACKGROUNDS DUDE#i'm honestly kinda happy with how that turned out#whitley rights in volume 8 please#also bring back klien#LET THE SCHNEES HEAL AS A FAMILY PLEASE#anyway i have a lot of thoughts about path to isolation and whitley#it just.... fits him a lot more#like....#i'm legit not sure what that links to for wiess?#maybe winter leaving?#but for whitely#winter left#wiess left#and then klein got fired#and like 'enemies surround me but the worst appear as friends'#like it kinda fits volume 4 wiess#but i think it fits whitely better as he's COMPLETELY along#even in the wiess short when this song is PLAYED#she's training with WINTER#so she's not alone but whitely is 100% all along all the time#and like the 'can't find myself when i'm constantly forced to conform'#again kinda fits wiess but again she's well past that point in volume 4/5#whereas WHITELY still hasn't found himself
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Jacques, watching Clue: Whitley! Get in here!
Whitley: Yes, father?
Jacques: Go tell Klien hes fired and he is to leave the premises immediately
Whitley: What are you going to be doing?
Jaques, fear in his eyes as he watches Tim Curry: Hiding in the a panic room till the maniac is gone
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JACQUES YOU FUCKER! HE FIRED KLIEN!!!
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i watched charlie and the chocolate factory recently, saw this post and thought of this..imsorry
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#rwby#ruby rose#weiss schnee#ammyarts#except winter and also klien cuz i think she considers him family!#also plz dont take this seriously im v sure she cares about her family? its just...a tough situation#qswdefrgbthbygjh
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the fact a fucking anime written by dudebros did better with D/ID than a multi million-dollar hollywood ~hit~ really fuckin says something
#txt#im talking about rvvby#if oyu want to give an example of DID LITERALLY Oscar/Oz is a really good one#OR EVEN KLEIN. KLIEN IS GOOD TOO.#ESPECIALLY BECAUSE HE'S SUCH A FATHER FIGURE FOR WEISS/MAKES HER SMILE LIKE!!!#honestly rwby can really fucking suck but this is something that. is really refreshing.
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Do you think we’ll get to see Whitley and winter interacting before Weiss makes her way back to remnant?
Personally I kinda want to see a good amount of friction and angst between them before eventually making up,
With willow and Klien just trying fruitlessly to get them to stop bickering lol!
The trouble is... I have no idea if we are going to see the city of Vacuo without RWBY's return. I'd like to see what the rest of the cast is up to while RWBYJ is gone, but there's no guarantee. In the mean time, we can speculate:
Family drama is fun to explore, and there is definitely room to explore Whitley, Winter, Klein, and Willow's grieving processes. An arc about coming together would be fairly standard. Winter and Whitley being distant and snippy, progressing to a fight with harsh words they both regret, followed up by reconciliation and acknowledging their shared pain, finally resolving with a stronger family dynamic.
Clearly, if Weiss returns and the Schnees are all together and friendly, then that means it all happened offscreen.
#ask bmblboop#dappercat saga#rwby v8 spoilers#rwby speculation#whitley schnee#winter schnee#schneeblings
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How does RWBY celebrate Father's Day (Klein replaces Jaqcues)
Yang and ruby: please never try to cooj again
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Blake: *coupon book gift*
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Weiss: pays for kliens vacatiom
#rwby#yang xiao long#ruby rose#blake belladonna#weiss schnee#taiyang xiao long#ghira belladonna#klein sieben
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