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5 yrs ago
Current Today I reached the conclusion that, if presented with an exact duplicate of herself, one of my characters would DEFINITELY hit that.
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5 yrs ago
They're not LONG chapters; but the fact I've managed to right 2 meh and 4 half decent ones in 4 days makes me very happy with myself.
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5 yrs ago
Wow, I just realized it's been a full year since the Avadon incident.
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5 yrs ago
Decided to half-ass nanowrimo by doing a RWBY OC fanfic I've been thniking about for ages. The fight scene I'm working on rn just feels.... right.
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5 yrs ago
According to the scale i just weighed in on I'm down to 313 from a starting point of 330 when i started going to the gym a little ovver a month ago
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@castle You used the wrong tag to close one of your colors, you used a \ instead of a / so it did not terminate.
I know, saw you lurking around the other day.
Vedran, Knight, Molly, we need to write up our teams dorm scene as well
For reference, I did put th new version template in the OP
Teachers Meeting


As the students left to get medical treatment or found somewhere to relax before the team ceremony and the older students wandered away back to their own dorm rooms, their own tasks done for the day, the Professors gathered in Headmaster Ozpin’s office to look over the students and their relics. Fingers danced across the screens of multiple scrolls, assigning teams and organising scores and class placements as they chatted.

“One of the teams disappeared,” Grey stated, glancing through the student list. He looked over the picture of a tall boy with an orange mohawk, trying to discern where in the forest he and his friends had vanished.

“That is most troubling.” Ozpin frowned, taking a sip from his mug. Professor Goodwitch huffed in response to his understatement.

“I told you, team VLCN or team CFVY should have been sent in to clear the forest before Initiation started.” She stated, “But no. ‘It’s fine, Glynda. My son’s team faced the same hardships last year.’”

“Well they did.” Grey pointed out to the irritated woman, and the glare he received in return was poisonous. He gave her a weak smile before hurriedly changing the subject. “That pair we had to rescue managed to stir up a nest of Dhampir with their rampage through the forest. We cleared it out, but there’s no telling how many more are around.”

“We’ll have to recall Brenner, then.” Ozpin agreed. He flicked the screen of a scroll to the next student, and the pale face of the young shark Faunus boy stared up at the adults. “Pity about Norsun, he would have learnt a lot as a leader.”

“Umuthi and I had to deal with the herd they stirred up though. Do we know what made the first one attack? That is atypical behaviour for a Nightmare.” Professor Luscinia input into the conversation. Beside her, Umuthi nodded.

“I believe it was a stray lightning shot courtesy of Norsun Draklun, actually. It must have damaged it enough that it decided to abandon the herd. Of course they followed anyway, but at least they only managed to cross a Mare and not the Stallion.” Ozpin explained, switching screens once more. A mouse eared girl came into view, and Grey felt pride well up inside him.

“Your children did well, Grey.” Glynda complimented. Her fingers continued swiping, pausing on the face of a small, frosty-haired young man. “I do feel sorry for this one though; that Tenné boy has such a large personality, I wonder how they’re going to sort out their differences?”

“They’ll figure it out,” Ozpin assured her. “That’s what Beacon is for.”

“I suppose.” She relented. Tapping at her scroll a few times, she brought up a comprehensive list of the teams and frowned. “There are still two teams missing a member.”

“Then put that kid - Haldis Nicanson, I think it was? - on the team Norsun was supposed to go on, since they don’t have a team yet.” Juniper waved a hand vaguely, “And that other kid can go with that other team.”

“How eloquent.” Umuthi deadpanned from beside her, not bothering to look up from his tablet. She scowled at him for a moment, but Doctor Oobleck spoke before she could retort.

“Placing Nicanson on the estoc team will bring the otherwise decent team placing down,” He rattled off, “I propose instead that we place the Balaur boy on that team instead, as he actually managed to compete most objectives. It was sheer luck that meant we had an odd number of applicants this year, resulting in Berry not receiving a partner.”

It took a moment for Juniper to sort the coffee-driven doctor’s words out in her mind, and the blonde protested against the idea, “But Haldis has actually spent time with the estoc team, which means they’ll have a head start on teamwork.”

“The time they spent together was negligible,” Bartholomew explained hurriedly, “And any teamwork they have made will be nigh imperceptible. A much better idea would be to put Haldis on a team where the teens failure to complete either objective will not impact the overall score of said team. This is why I suggest placing Nicanson on the katana team, who have already achieved a lower score due to the death of one of their members whilst running Initiation. Nicanson’s results will increase the team score slightly, resulting in positive results for both teams.”

”That seems like the best course of action in this case.” Ozpin agreed.

“If neither overall team placements will suffer in the end, it seems logical to me.” Grey stated. The other professors made a few taps on their scrolls as he spoke.

“Fine. Are we done here then?” Juniper asked, tossing the scroll with a completed list of teams onto the table. She stretched her back as Ozpin spoke again.

“I do believe that concludes this meeting.” He confirmed, glancing at the clock before offering the gathered professors a smile. “Just in time for the ceremony as well.”

“As always.” Umuthi muttered, Juniper nodding her head in agreement.
"Can't hurt" he accepts, taking a handful as he stares warily at the door "Did those steps sound weird to either of you?" Brenner inquires, taking a look around the room to see if any stray items ha been left lying around
@Mcmolly@knight of doom If you two are interested, Vedran and I started the reaction convo thing
"You two can have the beds." the old man says, stepping towards the window and peering outside.
Brenner follows the hallway to the door indicate by the number on his key and unlocks the room, holding the door open for Lane and Cecelia "Ladies" he indicates politely
I have seen those movies a grand total of twice, haven't exactly memorized them.
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