The voting period will be 15 minutes, majority wins. Don't vote for the one you want to fug. It's not that kind of quest.

>>1670571
Twins, eh? An interesting twist!

Okay, I want to be a Blake twin. It is the best option.

B) Weiss

>>1670571
>>D) Penny (Robot Player Character)
Lets bang penny

>>1670593
See >>1670581
Not too late to change the vote if banging Penny is your main goal.

File: rubes cosplay6.jpg (119 KB, 536x810)

119 KB JPG

>>1670571
Rube

>>1670571
B) Weiss

>>1670571
>D) Penny
WE'RE A ROBOT, BEEP BOOP.

Que? A RWBY quest? I'm up for it

>>1670571

>B) Weiss

Be a good brother to her

>>1670607
Shes already got a loving brother.
Imagine how better and less insufferable blake would be with a brother to knock her down a peg when she does something stupid like bail on her friends out of guilt.

>>1670571
>B) Weiss

>>1670610

>Bitchly
>loving

Really?

Actually, Weiss might be a good idea. With our foreknowledge we can outmanoeuvre Whitley and claim the Schnee inheritance.

I say we fuck Jaune!

>>1670591
>>1670603
>>1670607
>>1670615
>>1670628
Calling it, you're a Schnee now. Writing.

>>1670642
So we get to be Weiss' twin sister, right?

>>1670655
Brother, actually. See my name.

>>1670662

Well brother I have one quick question before we start. Waifus?

Lets bang pyrrah or cinder

File: weiss trap2.png (171 KB, 1851x440)

171 KB PNG

>>1670655
>>1670662
But we can always be a trap

>>1670674
Let's waifu Velvet and immediately be disinherited!

>>1670674
Will probably happen no matter what I do. I would like to point out that incest is a no-go, though.

>>1670684
pussy

just kidding, weiss is shit

>>1670678
No, fuck that.

File: 1499240932186.jpg (145 KB, 728x546)

145 KB JPG

>>1670684
I shouldn't have picked Weiss

>>1670678

Get the fuck out of here right now shitposter

>>1670684

I don't mind, thank fuck we're not Yang's sister. Gotta hand it to her, I'd tap that.

But I say we stick our dick in as many holes as possible

>>1670571
In many ways, the concert had gone well. The music was lovely, the decor was well chosen, and everyone appreciated the Schnees for providing it all. In other ways, the venture was less than perfect. All those grateful socialites, escaping their static lives into the waiting arms of your family’s hospitality, had gotten a perfectly clear view of your father’s dirty laundry: His children fleeing the house like a family of drowning rats.

Weiss’s voice was powerful and sharp, a perfect weapon to deliver the lyrics she had specifically chosen to twist the knife into your father. That’s not even beginning to talk about her taking the stage in her combat gear, excluding her sword. Even Weiss couldn’t swing going on stage with Myrtenaster at her hip. You almost believed the ladies in front of you when they claimed they would faint at the scandal of it all. A small part of you delighted in the opportunity to make these foppish sycophants who hovered around your family like parasitic wasps squirm. Still, this was just going to make things painful. Weiss hadn’t even discussed her plan to tweak father’s nose with you, the least she could’ve done considering you’d undoubtedly be caught in the crossfire. The applause begins to die down, mercifully sparing you from developing any more of a headache than is already threatening to pound its way through your forehead. You stand with the rest of the audience and are quickly washed away by a sea of bodies.

You sweep through the crowd towards the backstage entrance, not even bothering to stop and flash your pass at the security. They know who you were. Backstage is crowded with musicians, but they part to clear a path for you. You'd have to remember to thank them for their hushed tones, because without them you doubt you would have heard your sibling’s voices threatening to tear the door to her dressing room off its hinges.

“What on earth were you THINKING!? You embarrassed father, you embarrassed all of us!” That'd be Whitley. Weiss was always quick to counter, however.

“What I was thinking was that I'd show these people exactly where father can shove-”

Both of them fall silent at your polite cough. Now… How best to handle this?

>A) Be diplomatic, yet caustic. “I think the two of you should be proud. You're causing a bigger scene together than if we had put Kleid on stage during one of his moods.”
>B) Favour Weiss. “I don't think anyone would be surprised by father's loose grip after Winter, Whitley. She’s a Huntress in training. It’s part of her identity now.”
>C) Favour Whitley. “He has a point, Weiss. Our career at Beacon would go much smoother if you’d stop antagonizing father.”
>D) True Diplomacy. “This is hardly a controversy. Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that 'Protector' image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.”

>>1670703
>>C) Favour Whitley. “He has a point, Weiss. Our career at Beacon would go much smoother if you’d stop antagonizing father.”

weiss you childish cunt

>>1670703
>D) True Diplomacy. “This is hardly a controversy. Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that 'Protector' image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.”

While Jacques isn't exactly winning any Father of the Year awards anytime soon, things will be much smoother for us if we have the backing of the Schnee corporation.

Still a colossal dick though.

>>1670703
D)

>>1670703
>D) True Diplomacy. “This is hardly a controversy. Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that 'Protector' image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.”
Let's play along for now.

>>1670703
>>D) True Diplomacy. “This is hardly a controversy. Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that 'Protector' image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.”
Let's try to keep on everybody's good side for the moment. I doubt it'll last, though.

>>1670703


>D) True Diplomacy. “This is hardly a controversy. Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that 'Protector' image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.”

>>1670712

You mean "Whitley you petty little faggot"

>>1670716
>>1670720
>>1670722
>>1670725
>>1670730
Calling it for True Diplomacy, writing.

>>1670703
Moments like this made you miss Winter. At least back then it wasn’t entirely your responsibility to keep them from killing each other. You open your arms in what you hope to be a calming gesture, put on an amused smile, and say “This is hardly a controversy.”

“WHAT?!” You didn’t expect both of them to yell at you for that. Whitley looks incensed that you would downplay it, while Weiss seems offended, as if you were implying she hadn’t gone far enough. Looks like you’ll have to sell it to them.

“Weiss and I are on our way to becoming Huntsmen, everyone knows that. Embracing that ‘Protector’ image publically could be a bold step made to work for us.” They both take a moment to think about your words, giving you a chance to gauge their reactions.

Whitley has become quite the stone wall since he became an official teenager. You can’t tell precisely what he’s thinking, but that fact his anger has stalled enough for him to control his emotions again is a good sign. In this situation, at least.

Weiss, contrarily, has always been an open book to you. She’s gently sucking in her cheeks as if she had bitten into a lemon skin, probably bitter about not causing as much of a stir as she intended. Even so, your twin knows the value of a good image, and a devious gleam in her eyes seems to show she considers it an acceptable consolation prize.

You dare to relax a bit as the tension drains out of the room. Whitley breaks the silence first. “You have a point,” he concedes with a nod. A feeling of self-satisfaction rises in your chest as he composes himself and exits the room. The feeling wavers a bit when he stops in the doorway and shatters completely with his parting remark.

“It was still reckless and stupid.” He’s grinning as he slams the door shut, only barely managing to stop the clipboard Weiss had chucked at him. What a little shit. Weiss would probably have gone after him, had you not been there, but with your opinion on inter-sibling warfare made clear, the fight visibly leaves her and she collapses into the flimsy chair she was provided. The issues between the two of them were certainly not dead and buried, but at least you managed to avoid them for the moment. There were other issues that needed your attention, and Weiss was at the center of most of them. What to deal with first?

>A) Your father. “You realize I’m the one who’s going to have to patch this up with father, right?”
>B) Your upcoming move to Beacon. “Hold on for a few more days. Then we can sign the dotted line and be in Vale before we drop our pens.”
>C) On second thought, her and Whitley. “Do you remember when the two of you could actually get along?”
>D) Leave tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow. “You did great.”

>>1670923
>D) Leave tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow. “You did great.”

And now that nobody's here, screw them, she did good.

>>1670923
>>A) Your father. “You realize I’m the one who’s going to have to patch this up with father, right?”
>E. Still, sis you did great, just let me know next time, aight?

>>1670923
D)

We're older than Whitely, can't we just beat the shit out of Whitely or give him a rough noogie for riffing on our twin sister? We're almost adults too

>>1670962
We could, but that'd make him tattle to dad and then we'd get in the shit for messing with his favorite.

>>1670944
Supporting this.

File: 1498466075047.png (718 KB, 838x911)

718 KB PNG

>>1670977
Good point, we'll keep it on the down low until we hit Beacon and we're home free

>>1670938
>>1670962
Two and
>>1670944
>>1670980
Two.
I'll give it another ten minutes. if we're still tied I'll make a hybrid post. Just for future reference, if the tied choices are mutually exclusive, I'll do a coin flip (or dice roll) instead, but this one's pretty easy to swing both.

>>1670997
Dropped my name.

>>1670923

>D) Leave tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow. “You did great.”

Tie: broken

>>1670923
>>D) Leave tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow. “You did great.”

So if we're Weiss's twin brother, did Jacques make us fight a geist knight too?

>>1670923
I vote C. Perhaps we can change Whitley for the better.

>>1670923
>>C) On second thought, her and Whitley. “Do you remember when the two of you could actually get along?”

>>1671012
I think we were good, Jacques only made Weiss fight the geist knight because

1. She's a girl and has to prove her worth as a potential Hunter to him
2. Purposely try to get Weiss' ass beat in a fight so he can say Weiss doesn't have what it takes to be a Hunter

>>1671012
>>1671025
Yeah honestly we'd probably be the favorite instead of Whitley. Schnee dad is a misogynist as fuck and wants a son. (He stopped fucking his wife once he had a son)

>>1670938
>>1670962
>>1671004
>>1671011
You'll take it easy for now. Writing.

>>1671047

Brother I've got a quick question, will you have options for what our weapon will be or are we gonna be able to make it ourselves?

>>1671081
We'll be doing options for one form, then the other (and if there is another).

>>1671095

Alright then. Anons! Let's throw around ideas

>>1671113
Feel free, it'll give me some more options for the actual voting part.

File: 1498291713317.png (182 KB, 512x512)

182 KB PNG

>>1671113
A 20ft long Pike

>>1671113
Needs to have something with dust, we are a scene after all. Since Weiss seems to be more of a spell sword with her rapier might I suggest we work out as her knight? Something defensive like a staff that can channel different dust and depending on the type can be used to attach different blade or weapon types. Example is base line is the staff, with ice dust it can become a scythe, halberd or other bladed weapon, with earth dust it would gain a mace like quality to hit extra hard and for fire it could wind up being a wizard staff to shoot bolts of flame at things. Lighting and wind might be a bit harder as I can't see them being used as a weapon unless it's to deny enemies an approach or something like a fellow wizard

>>1671139
Balls and chain that can spread dust that we make attack in a certain way?

>>1671113
It's a massive dildo.
Are you happy now?
Just have a sword hilt and use Dust to change the blade as needed. Job done.

>>1671113
Well, both his sisters have classical duelist weapons, so it should be something that's also typically used in duels.

>>1671147
Is that for the wind and Lightning dust? Wind could work for the whole need of centering the dust into a construct through sending out tornados would be cool too

>>1671139
I was thinking something more of a duelist weapon

>>1671149
Well there is always the flintlock pistol, those were used for duels right?

>>1671149
Saber Pistol?

>>1671158
>>1671160
Could do.

A battleaxe would be cool

>>1670684
>incest is a no-go
Welp. There goes my interest.

>>1671175
Alright Prof. Port, calm down

>>1670923
When did you become such an old man? You’re backstage at a concert. There’s no better place for people your age to unwind a bit. You grab an equally unsteady chair and take a seat next to Weiss. With no imminent conversation, the two of you end up staring at nothing in a comfortable silence. You smile a bit when you notice you’re both looking into her mirror. Quadruplets.

“You did great.” It feels good to say something with no greater purpose. Your words had become far too heavy lately. Weiss mirrors your smile, an honest and open one. She straightens a bit, adopting a teasing persona of herself before saying, “Of course I did. Did you, of all people, honestly expect anything less than perfection from Weiss Schnee?”

Seeing her nearly break her neck to turn her nose up at you sends you into a fit of chuckles, and she follows suit. The two of you giggle for a few moments before her scrolls chimes. She’s smiling when she picks it up and, to your relief, doesn’t begin scowling when she finishes reading her message. Instead, she lets out a small sigh and stands up to collect her things. “My staff is getting antsy. We were supposed to have left by now.”

Ah, the nameless collection of bodyguards and waiters that followed every Schnee like a pleasant smell. Your own staff was probably beginning to wonder where you are. The reminder that each of you HAD a separate staff sent a wave of melancholy through you. You doubted many other families had their people call other people to schedule appointments. Most of them probably settled it over dinner. God, you and your siblings had come here in separate convoys. Weiss made sense, she was the star of the night after all, but had the Schnees fallen so far apart that they were willing to blow thousands of Lien just to avoid an awkward car ride?

The dressing room door gently closing snapped you out of your dark reverie. Had she actually left you sitting in a dark room to brood to yourself? You couldn’t help but quietly laugh at the mental image of yourself as one of those rich comic book superheroes, drowning in their own wealth and angst. Where did you leave your black cape and utility belt?

You stand and stretch the stiffness out of your joints. These chairs were just awful. Perhaps you should make it up to your body with a night in your warm, comfortable bed. You snatch your own scroll from your pocket and let your driver know to swing around a side exit. He’d send the message on to the rest of them.

(CONTINUED)

>>1670684
fuck sake

>>1670684
Into the trash it goes.

>>1671183
>Into the trash we go
ftfu

>>1671182
>>1671183
1 Id posters

shitposters leave

>>1671158
>>1671160
I like the idea of some sort of old pistol. It would compliment Weiss's sword having a revolver chamber. It would also give us an opposite fighting style to her.

>>1671198
Flintlock dust pistol saber combo?

>>1670684
and there goes my interest gonna pass

>>1671198

Pepperboxes?

File: Revolver.png (308 KB, 680x682)

308 KB PNG

>>1671198
Wait, we oughta share ammo though because we're siblings
>inb4 "siblings ever sharing"
We're going to Hunters/protectors of the masses, we oughta work together and get used to it because it'll be our job soon

Dual revolvers that share the same ammo as Weiss'

File: DoveBronzewingSword.png (252 KB, 687x550)

252 KB PNG

>>1671204
Sound good to me.

Are we using something similar to Dove, then?

>>1671182
>>1671183
>>1671204
Look, I'm sorry you guys came in here hoping to bone Whitley, but it's just not gonna happen.

>>1671234
But he's so fucking hot in Weiss' clothes!

File: Apache Brass Knuckle Duster.jpg (15 KB, 480x360)

15 KB JPG

>>1671228
Found it, just scale it up so it's a little bigger to use Weiss' Myrtenaster dust ammo

>>1671181
Your new driver, a man named Lionel, was confused by your request to circle around Atlas and go nowhere in particular. He didn’t hesitate to do it, of course, the man was a model employee, but you could see his brow creasing in the rear view mirror. It would be simple to make him understand, you doubt family issues are exclusive to your own, but you didn’t know him well enough to confide in him. The best he could do was to offer the constant therapeutic hum of an engine and assist you in delaying your return home for just a few more minutes.

Then that relaxing engine cut off, along with every light in the vehicle.

“Lionel…?”

He doesn’t answer you. His silhouette is bent over in his seat, shuffling as he fiddles with something you can’t see.

“Lionel, what’s happening?”

Again, there’s no response, but this time Lionel straightens up in his seat. Instead of his creased forehead, you spot the bone white plate of a Grimm-like mask. His voice is low and threatening when he spits at you, “I’m sorry, sir. It seems we’ll need to make an unavoidable stop.”

You grab the door handle and pull, but the bastard’s already locked the door. He turns slowly and reaches into his coat. This sick White Fang fuck is trying to draw it out your murder with a CHILD LOCK! The thought enrages you. You might have come up with a more elegant plan than busting open the car window and climbing over the broken glass had you been more calm, but the shout of genuine surprise from Lionel makes the minor scratches worth it. What’s your next move?

>A) You’re free to move all your limbs now. Grab your weapon and end it now. (Mainly Melee User)
>B) Create some distance and get where you’re more comfortable. Lionel’s probably got a gun, but there’s no chance he’s a better shot that you. (Mainly Ranged User)

((Keep in mind this is just the main way you use a weapon, you can get more creative with other forms in a little bit. Also, sorry for cutting the last post early. Had to eat and that's what was already finished.))

>>1671241

Then go to Deviantart

>>1671229

Actually, the more I think on it we could go for something different than the duelist weapons Winter and Weiss have. But if we do go for it I say let it be like the Rakuyo from Bloodborne:

Smaller blade can transform into a pepperbox, longer blade can transform into a lever-action rifle like a Henry or Winchester.

>>1671307
>>A) You’re free to move all your limbs now. Grab your weapon and end it now. (Mainly Melee User)
Dueling saber main, with Heavy dustlocke pistol secondary, single shot but getting hit would be a REALLY bad idea.

>>1671307

>A) You’re free to move all your limbs now. Grab your weapon and end it now. (Mainly Melee User)

Saber with a smaller dagger-like blade being a part of it. Dagger is able to transform into a pepperbox, singleshot but hits like a mule's kick

>>1671307
B! Shoot him!

>>1671312
Having just Googled what a pepperbox gun is, I must insist that one is somewhere in our weapon. It is truly the weapon of a nobleman.

>>1671307
>>A) You’re free to move all your limbs now. Grab your weapon and end it now. (Mainly Melee User)

>>1671307
>A) You’re free to move all your limbs now. Grab your weapon and end it now. (Mainly Melee User)
Could we be mid-range Paladin? Polearm cannons bitches!
Also, I love RWBY quests, so thanks for running.

>>1671402
>>1671394
>>1671339
>>1671320
Called for melee, quick 10-minute vote for "main" weapon, then it's time to murder the shit out of this dude.

>A) Dueling Saber
>B) Polearm/Pike/Halberd thing
>C) Battleax
>D) Long Sword

>>1671428
>>B) Polearm/Pike/Halberd thing

>>1671428
>>C) Battleax

Savage kingly brutallity to the "proper" style of weiss

>>1671428
>B) Polearm/Pike/Halberd thing

I'm a sucker for a halberd. Especially if it's got a rifle built in.

Dragoon mode

>>1671402

Toruc my battle-brother welcome.

There was one failed RWBY quest where an anon came up with a great weapon idea. So I'll add in some mild changes.

The main melee weapon could be something like the beast cutter in Bloodborne, able to transform into a Dust-powered gauss rifle, or just split them apart to make two pepperboxes able to transform into stiletto knives.

>>1671428

>B) Polearm/Pike/Halberd thing

Mulled over the idea, might as well go for something different than our sisters

>>1671428
>>C) Battleax

>>1671428
>>A) Dueling Saber

Wanna keep the family theme

>>1671428
> >B) Polearm/Pike/Halberd thing
Absolutely. We need to show our enemies we mean business.

Although for our sake, I hope this pike folds up into something more manageable for carrying.

>B

>>1671466
>>1671458
>>1671443
>>1671442
>>1671433
Called, you're a bit of an odd duck among the fighting Schnees, the only one who carries two spears into battle.

Ba dum tish

>B) Create some distance and get where you’re more comfortable. Lionel’s probably got a gun, but there’s no chance he’s a better shot that you. (Mainly Ranged User)

If we're gonna be related to the schnees we really do need to bring the family back together, instead of picking sides or whatever.
Be the real patriarch that dad refuses to be.
Also, inheritance is ours, fuck you winter.

>>1671562

We'll do grandpa proud

>>1671562
Pretty sure that winter is getting fucked by Crow.
Also
>>1671481
FINALLY. WE AREN'T USING A GODDAMN SWORD.

>>1671481
By the time Lionel manages to get his pistol out of his jacket, you’re at the ready. The familiar weight of your polearm pulls the rest of your body into a state of readiness, and before your assassin can aim his gun, you’re already driving the pointed blade towards him. He’s saved by your forward momentum being redirected.

Another member of the White Fang had flipped over your strike and grabbed the handle just before impact, and she quickly scatters away, wary of your next attack. In the sudden silence, you can make out slow, deliberate footsteps all around you. White Fang thugs step out from behind boxes, walls, and the surrounding buildings.

At least Lionel hadn’t thought he could take you alone. Your single forward-facing blade was unsuited for more than one on one combat. Thankfully, you had the foresight to install a switch near your lower grip. A quick flick and the end blade split into perfect halves and slid further back along the shaft. Much better for swinging than thrusting, much better for many opponents. The soft click of the twin blades locking in place is enough to spur the White Fang into action, and you respond in kind.

The world becomes a swirling mess of bodies and metal. Only years of combat training keep you oriented in the tornado you become in a fight. The momentum of your spins drives your halberd on to bite into the White Fang’s aura. A few of the weaker member collapse from a single strike, but your enemies have paid you the compliment of bringing few weaklings.

Your swings are becoming more desperate by the moment and your arms are beginning to tire. There’s no way you can simply sweep them all away. You’ll have to get a little creative and create some distance simultaneously.

>A) Pierce the car’s Dust compartment, get away, then ignite it with a shot. (Separate Pepperbox Pistol)
>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)
>C) Get on the outside of the group and hit as many as you can at one time. (Infused Shotgun in the Halberd)
>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)
>E) Unfortunately, you can’t. Escape is your only option. (No Ranged Weapons)

>>1671593

Feels good now who should our nameless gent be based on?

Machiavelli or Hunter S. Thompson?

>>1671684
I got a choice written up for that part. You guys don't have to come up with something.

>>1671672
>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)
(Fighter/Paladin) & Wizard multiclass!

>>1671684
OH! BASED on. I thought you guys were talking about just names. Sorry, was trying to head off a quest starring "Hunter S. Thompson Schnee."

>>1671672
>>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)

Perfect long range and short range combo

>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

>>1671672
>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)
Don't underestimate long range

>>1671672
>>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

>>1671672
>>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)

>>1671672

>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

Time to multiclass

>>1671706

That would be horrifying and amazing to see that mad bastard be in RWBY. Or at least someone based on him, fighting using madness and drugs

>>1671672
>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

It's a choice between this and the rifle, but I just can't resist having elemental enchantment options on the halberd.

>>1671753
Actually, I regret that decision, I want the rifle.

>>1671755
>>1671734
>>1671724
>>1671717
Four vs
>>1671698
>>1671718
>>1671730
>>1671746
Four.
Another tie, and this one is not getting a hybrid option. Voting's extended ten minutes, and if we need a tie breaker, I'll flip a 1d2 for it.

>>1671672
>>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)

>>1671672
>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)
Wish there was an LMG option desu

>>1671787
Sweet, a RWBY quest, I am excited and ready for grim fighting!

>>1671792
>>1671755
>>1671796

Are you sure? With Dust manipulation we'd be doing some pretty cool shit

>>1671672
>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

>>1671672
>>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster)

>>1671796
>>1671792
Guys, please. WIZARD!

As a note, this isn't a condescending please, but a pleading one.

>>1671672
>D) Load one of your crystals and burn the group. (Dust Manipulation, ala Weiss’s Myrtenaster

>>1671672
>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)

>>1671672
>B) Launch yourself onto one of the buildings and use your height to take out the tougher ones, no doubt the leaders. (Infused Rifle in the Halberd)

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1671857
>>1671796
>>1671792

>>1671846
>>1671840
>>1671839

Well, looks like I'm rolling for it. 1 is Rifle, 2 is dust.

>>1671864
>>1671872
Okay, so weird situation. My timer went of before your post, ABbZdWn. So... A, fuck it, you post faster than I do. Not fair not to count it After a VERY tight race with a false call, it's Rifle that wins.

Repeat, disregard >>1671872 I suck cocks, Rifle won

>>1671872
Damnit, I was hoping we werent going to copy Weiss and go for originality, but oh well.

File: 200 percent rad.png (190 KB, 374x454)

190 KB PNG

>>1671872
YES
>>1671864
>>1671857
>>1671796
>>1671792
>>1671734
>>1671724
>>1671717
Sorry, I know rifles are cool, but at least wizard gauss rifle?

>>1671887

Well, I guess we'll have to marry our weapon with Crescent Rose now.

>>1671900
>>1671887
Well nevermind.

Grabbing a quick bite to eat, then writing. We're coming up on the end of the first session now, boys.

Truthfully, I'd wanted something like a cannon, but maybe we'll get to fine tune it at some point.

>>1671887
I have one very important question, what is our spiffy new rifle based off of?

>>1671872

YES!

>>1671887

Fuck

>>1671893

Hey, it's pretty cool. Multiclass fighter and wizard, just hope we can modify our weapon later

>>1671936
High caliber bolt action, but less sniper rifle and more "just a fucking rifle." Similar to Crescent Rose, because Ruby never uses a fucking scope

>>1671933
Would be cool to tinker and upgrade it later.
Turn it into a dust grenade launcher or a long range laser wave or something.

>>1671940
>>1671911
Maybe we can fix up some elemental shots later on.

File: Mellowlink Rifle Ammo 2.png (824 KB, 946x720)

824 KB PNG

>>1671887
Better be that Mellowlink rifle that uses rounds the size of his palm

>>1671967
Ah okay. I like lever actions myself, winchester's, etc. .30-30 is mean.

>>1672000
>>1671986
>We use sigils to make portals for our shots

File: Mellowlink Rifle Ammo 1.png (1.23 MB, 956x720)

1.23 MB PNG

>>1672000
This nigga wasn't joking around

Preparing special sigil infused shells individually would also be cool and contrast with everyone using mass produced dust cartridges.

>>1672024
>>1672047
Well... You guys ARE Schnees. Okay, break over. Writing.

>>1672047
Hand loading our own ammo too? That's a cool thing.

>>1672047
>Dodge
>Shot bounces on fucking nothing without breaking and hits you anyways because fuck you

I actually thought up something about the summoning Semblance. Could we summon different weapons? That'd be nice

>>1672127
>Gate of Schnee

>>1672127
So a possessed sword/weapon? We only know Schnee family members can summon things they've killed, which has mainly been Grimm, not sure if weapons would count

>>1672131

It would be nothing to Schneeze at

>>1672133

Then we experiment to find out

Fuck grim, lets kill a bunch of white fang members and summon them up to fight for us.
We could sick them on the white fang and call them the black fang

>>1671672
It takes some fancy footwork to goad one of the bigger Faunus into just the right position, but once he’s there, you’re ready to take advantage of it. You had been slowing down, and making your enemies believe you were much more exhausted than you really were, but the trick was simply saving up your energy for one quick motion. You charge the big grunt and jump into a horizontal spin, swinging your halberd wide like a giant wagon wheel.

Unlike most times when you’d use the maneuver, however, you held your weapon in the reverse grip without turning your actions to match. The end result was delivering an absolutely bone shattering blow with the back end of your halberd, directly to the top of his head. The thug shouts in pain and leans forward to cover his head, just as planned.

You plant the halberd in the ground and pole vault onto his shoulders. The extra weight confuses him, and he raises quickly to reassess the situation. You jump in time with his jerking movement, and it’s just enough force to get you over the lip of the roofs around you, though you do have to pull your legs up in a spirited imitation of a long jump. You roll with the landing and heft your halberd against your shoulder before activating another small switch.

The blades retract to the underside of your staff, which shortens and reinforces the now hollow metal. A trigger mechanism deploys directly into your waiting finger, and without further hesitation you deliver a massive slug to the back of your former stepladder’s head.

It only takes a second to spot the rest of the larger ones, and a second each to drop them. In one fluid motion, you’ve flipped this fight around. The rest of the Fang scatters without direction, and a few parting shots into the fleeing crowd prevents any competent ones from rallying the mob.

You catch your breath when they disappear from sight, and jump back down into the isolated lot you had been taken into. You observe the unconscious bodies around you, out colded from their rapidly drained auras. You can’t see anyone who looks like Lionel, and it’s not a good idea to check under all their masks. Instead, you drop a quick call to the police, climb into the front seat of your wrecked car, and finally drive home.

((One more post and vote, then we're done for tonight.))

>>1672152
Unlike most nights, Schnee manor is a welcome sight. The car sputters towards the garage, and not a minute after it’s off you stumble out of it. You wave off concerned mechanics in the garage, and then concerned servants in the house proper. All you can think of is that warm bed you promised yourself hours ago now. Unfortunately, one of your bodyguards is blocking the way into your room. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m sure you must be exhausted,” he explains, “But your father insisted you were to see him - and the rest of your family - in his study before you retired tonight.”

It takes more willpower than it should to keep from simply shoving him out of your way and going to bed. You hate the study. It’s where all the lectures happened, it’s where father kept you for hours after your schoolwork was done to teach you about running the business. You stumble towards the study all the same. When you reach it, you fine Kleid standing at his own rigid attention, a form of salute unique to those who served in the house rather than on the battlefield. He waves you in with a comforting smile that you desperately want to return. It’s just not in you to move your lips.

Inside, Weiss, Whitley, and father sit as stiffly as if they had frozen themselves to the back of the chairs. You stand in between your siblings, and just barely manage to look your father in the eyes.

“You had an altercation this evening?” You wouldn’t describe his voice as cold, exactly. Good, that meant he wasn’t angry. At least, not at you.

“I did, sir.” Always keep it short, sweet, and respectful.

“The police were involved?”

“Only after it was over, sir.” He nods. He was probably expecting that, just like you were expecting his next question.

“Was it the White Fang?” You can FEEL Whitley and Weiss tensing every muscle in their bodies beside you. Despite the situation, you smile to yourself. They were really worried about you.

“Yes sir.” He leans back in his chair and you notice the two ledgers on his desk. Security personnel and personal staff. Yours, specifically. Several formerly empty boxes are filled with fresh ink in the security ledger, while the only change to yours in a circle around one of the names. Lionel. You can’t help but wish his informants could work that fast BEFORE something happened.

“I trust you taught them exactly why a direct attack on you three has not been attempted before tonight?” You surprise yourself by openly grinning at your father. His eyes widen a bit and he gives you a minuscule smile in return.

“Yes sir.” After that, the three of you are dismissed and you’re finally allowed to sleep. Before you can even reach your door, Kleid’s voice calls your name.

(CONTINUED)

>>1672308
“Sir! Terribly sorry, but these arrived for yourself and Miss Weiss soon after you left for the concert. If you sign now, I can have them at Beacon this time tomorrow.” You look down at the paper Kleid is handing you. You spot the words “Beacon Academy” at the top and a scrawling signature which may, with some interpretation, read “Ozpin” at the bottom. You grab the paper and one of Kleid’s pens, pin the contract to the wall, and sign...

>A) Humbert Schnee - ((“Bright Warrior,” name of the Huntsman who was hired to kill Snow White, but let her go out of shame for his crimes.))
>B) Rosen Schnee - ((German for “Roses,” from the literary sibling of Snow White, Rose Red. Not actually the same Snow White from “Snow White and the Seven Dwarves,” but if it works for Fables it works for me.))
>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))
>D) Winston Schnee - ((“White Stone,” smart person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme.))

>>1672312
>>A) Humbert Schnee - ((“Bright Warrior,” name of the Huntsman who was hired to kill Snow White, but let her go out of shame for his crimes.))

>>1672308
>>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))

>>1672312
>B) Rosen Schnee - ((German for “Roses,” from the literary sibling of Snow White, Rose Red. Not actually the same Snow White from “Snow White and the Seven Dwarves,” but if it works for Fables it works for me.))
Red Snow

>>1672312
>D. Winston Schnee - ((“White Stone,” smart person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme.))

File: Weiss Magic Sword Move.jpg (341 KB, 1271x1920)

341 KB JPG

>>1672140
>>1672127
Some artist drew it of Weiss, probably based it off the Magic Great Sword spell from Dark Souls series

It'd be cool though, I guess

>>1672312
>>A) Humbert Schnee - ((“Bright Warrior,” name of the Huntsman who was hired to kill Snow White, but let her go out of shame for his crimes.))

>>1672312

>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))

>>1672312
>>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))

>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))

>>1672312
>D) Winston Schnee - ((“White Stone,” smart person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme.))
Time for Wiiiiinston~

>>1672312
>C) Whitaker Schnee - ((“White Field,” rich person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme while also still subtly referencing Rose Red’s plant motif.))

>>1672312
>D) Winston Schnee - ((“White Stone,” smart person sounding name. Keeps the Schnee’s “W” naming scheme.))

>>1672312
>Whitaker Schnee

Time! Cutting off the votes here, but a lot of you guys came out for this one. Give me a minute to count it up.

>>1672312
>>A) Humbert Schnee - ((“Bright Warrior,” name of the Huntsman who was hired to kill Snow White, but let her go out of shame for his crimes.))

>A) Humbert Schnee - ((“Bright Warrior,” name of the Huntsman who was hired to kill Snow White, but let her go out of shame for his crimes.))

>>1672337
>>1672354
>>1672359
>>1672361
>>1672369
>>1672384
Whitaker Schnee wins. That's the end for tonight, fellas. If anyone has any questions that I couldn't answer during the session or new ones you haven't asked yet, now's the time to ask them and clear your doubts.

>>1672432
You got a regular day & time in mind for this or what?

Oh, also, follow

https://twitter.com/brother_qm

for a heads up on when the next session is.
>>1672440
I was thinking Saturdays at 7 pm Central (Midnight UTC, sorry UTC anons). This also went a lot better than I expected it to, though. Kinda makes me run again on my lazy Sunday tomorrow, if most of you don't mind.

>>1672461
YES PLEASE

>>1672461
I'll keep an eye on the twitter then.

And the timing looks fine to me both for tomorrow & on the regular.

File: 132229-131820.jpg (13 KB, 320x233)

13 KB JPG

>>1672468
>got someone to "YES PLEASE" on my first quest

File: 6c7dd2090ddd32e7ee4bfe881(...).jpg (110 KB, 400x400)

110 KB JPG

>>1672478

>>1672461
Thats the day of the lord negro, church time

File: ab28a35ba61c3310ed6341b09(...).jpg (19 KB, 571x465)

19 KB JPG

>>1672461
>Kinda makes me run again on my lazy Sunday tomorrow, if most of you don't mind.

>>1672461
post in /trash/ /rwbyg/

>>1672537
I know for a fact some of our players tonight came from there, because I posted a link here when we started and there was discussion about this quest happening over there.

Also, you guys, I gotta tell you that I have no idea how to archive this for when we leave this thread. Even if I did, sup.tg is one of the sites blocked by my ISP (It's a whole issue, we're trying to take care of it), so I couldn't use it even if I did know how. Any advice or help?

>>1672561
Leave archiving to us, and just use this thread for tomorrow.

>>1672594
Cool, thanks.

>>1672561
If your ISP has the archive blocked, it's best to just ask a friendly player to help out.

Good writing so far, by the way. Technically sound and good descriptive work.

>>1672753
Thanks, man.

>>1672312
The next few days were mercifully uneventful. You and Weiss spent most of your time remembering things to pack, while Whitley alternated between amiable conversations with you about politics or how hilarious another family’s missteps had been and having passive aggressive arguments with Weiss whenever you weren’t around. Your parents continued their relentless seclusion, your father in the study and your mother in her quarters. It was almost exactly as it had been since Winter left. Not that you blamed her in any way. How could you, when you and Weiss were going to follow her example?

The day you left Atlas was not filled with tears or well wishing. Your father and Whitley stood on the boarding platform as if they had been sculpted from marble there. The most searing moment of emotion was when father gave you a stiff handshake, which lead to a much more volatile emotional moment on the airship as Weiss complained about being ignored. Thankfully, she kept it in the hallway between your private cabins, out of sight from the other passengers.

“I cannot BELIEVE him!” You know, that was far beyond the third time she had said it.

“What’s wrong with me?! What do YOU have that I don’t?! We’re TWINS!” She’s glaring through you, probably imaging father’s head on your shoulders. You decide against pointing out the, uh, obvious trait you have which she lacks, but Weiss isn’t going to spare your rapidly retreating comfort.

“Winter decides to become a Specialist, and he puts her through that stupid quasi-boot camp! I decide to become a Huntress, he makes me fight that dumb statue! But Whitaker wants to go to the SAME school and do the SAME thing, and he gets a pat on the back and a packed lunch!” You can’t hold back from rolling your eyes at her and saying, “It wasn’t that simple and you know it. Father's not... Progressive, by any means, but he wasn't thrilled about any of us leaving.” Honestly, the way she overreacts. It’s as if she speaks entirely through hyperbole. She puffs up to yell something at you, but visibly bites her tongue and storms into her cabin instead. You aren’t sure if she’s mad at you or just the situation, but either way is going to be unpleasant. You’re on this ship for a few days, at least.

It isn’t all bad, you suppose. With nothing to do but be carried to your next set of responsibilities, you have time to entertain yourself. What will you do?

>A) This airship has an open air upper deck. Take in the sights.
>B) You remember someone talking about a small get together in the cafeteria. Galley? What is it called on an airship? Either way, it’s a chance to mingle.
>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.
>D) Go to your cabin and play video games until you get to Vale.

>>1674468
This fucking name thing is gonna kill me.

>>1674468
>>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.
then
>B) You remember someone talking about a small get together in the cafeteria. Galley? What is it called on an airship? Either way, it’s a chance to mingle.

>>1674468
A)

We gotta have some alone time too, just some time to think and enjoy the view for a bit

>>1674468
>>A) This airship has an open air upper deck. Take in the sights.
Let's take in the sights

>>1674468
>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.
If it's gotta be one, I'll pick this. I quite want to go socialise, but we should be nice to Weiss.

I notice we seem to be on good terms with most of the other Schnees, at least on a surface level. Useful.

>>1674520
>Inb4 Mom and Winter HATE us

>>1674524
Don't worry, we can easily get into Willow's good graces if we send her some hard enough alcohol.

>>1674468
>>>A) This airship has an open air upper deck. Take in the sights.

File: 1499303698611.jpg (99 KB, 413x395)

99 KB JPG

>>1674531
She probably orders all the most expensive drinks in Remnant, I don't think she'd be touched at all if we send her some marked up bottle of liquor we found in a gift shop

>>1674538
So we have to make our own brew is what you're saying?

>>1674513
>>1674518
>>1674535
Called. Even a billionaire playboy needs alone time. Writing.

>>1674468
>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.
>B) You remember someone talking about a small get together in the cafeteria. Galley? What is it called on an airship? Either way, it’s a chance to mingle.

Drag her to B. Enjoy your freedom.

>>1674548
Why would we worry about making sub-par liquor when we should be worrying about making sure our grades/sparring is good enough so Jacques doesn't pull us out of Beacon?

We could talk to a few locals out of Vale though, feel a bit of the culture and see if they can brew us a batch
There's no legal drinking age in Remnant so we should be in the clear of that too

>>1674468
>>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.

File: 1445830140416.png (360 KB, 584x687)

360 KB PNG

Son of a fuck, I just realised. The White Fang driver's name was Lionel.

Lion el.

>>1674638
Kek wow.

Also we have a very IC reason to hate the fang now. They've tried to kill us at least once. Given we're annoyed by it, they have, in this timeline at least, probably tried to kill us and Weiss and the rest of the family multiple times.


So we're gonna smack Blake's shit.

File: 00402fc92925fcea37077f17b(...).jpg (10 KB, 300x250)

10 KB JPG

>>1674638

>>1674638
I don't get it, what's the significance? The fact he was a Faunus and had Lion in his name?

>C) Talk to Weiss. Clear the air.

>>1674692
Yes. That was the joke.

>>1674468
You stare at Weiss’s door for a moment, but shake your head. She needs some alone time, and come to think of it, so do you. That sounds wonderful. A nice, relaxing day that doesn’t end with your potential murder in a dark alley. With that in mind, you find the stairwell and march up to the top deck. The open air is clear of any signs of life, save yourself. Most of the passengers are probably at that little get-together. You breathe deep, savoring the flavor of the rushing wind, and walk to the edge. You lean against the banister and spend some time considering Beacon. The twelve-year-old inside you comes alive with excitement at how cool this is going to be. Tournaments, combat classes, new friends, enemies that want to embarrass you instead of kill you, and above all three companions that will have your back for four years, maybe more.

Weiss is your natural first choice, but you’re not sure. Wasn’t the entire point of teaming up students learning to work together with everyone, not just their friends or family? That’s what General Ironwood had said when you had asked him during one of his visits to your father. Then again, having a team stick together after graduating had almost always produced some of the most effective Huntsmen and Huntresses in the world. If you want to guarantee no one would strangle each other in the dorm room and that you’d all be able to stomach looking at one another after the graduation ceremony, joining forces with people you already know is a safer bet. Did you want that, a second family in your classmates? It’s a question that, no matter the answer, would take years to carry to a conclusion. Probably best to bench it for a little while longer.

With your wandering mind calming somewhat after gently forcing yourself to watch the world below, you find yourself hypnotized by the rolling waves below you. You turn your head towards Vale and see nothing but ocean. Nothing but water in every direction for miles around. On a logical level, of course,there’s nothing but water. You’d see a map before. Still, the enormity of the ocean is impressive, and a little intimidating. Maybe best to stop leaning over it and tempting fate.

Just as you step away from the ornate railing, you hear two simultaneous noises of surprise: One, a delighted and optimistic gasp. The other, a weary and disappointed groan. You turn towards the noise and see two girls standing on the last few steps of the stair well. One is pale, with bright red, nearly orange hair and an outfit that meshed metallic grays and neon greens. The other was dark skinned, wearing the uniform of an Atlesian cadet. The orange haired one was grinning at you with a force that made you almost physically step backward, and the cadet was glaring at you the same way Weiss had only minutes ago. What was her problem?

(CONTINUED)

>>1674719
The standoff broke when the ginger girl charged towards you with the same speed and force you’d expect from a fight. Your hand could barely twitch towards your concealed weapon before she was directly in front of you, somehow ramrod straight and extending a hand.

“Salutations! My name is Penny!” You look back and forth between her hand and her face. How the hell had she moved that quickly? Her grin started to waver a bit with your hesitance, and you instinctively pried one of your hands off of the railing - how had that gotten there? - and shook hers. Your voice shakes a bit when you reply.

“Whitaker…”

>A) “... Schnee. I’m sure you already knew that.” Take control of the situation.
>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.
>C) “Nice to meet you.” Be friendly and casual. No need to have your last name weighing on the conversation.
>D) “Now, if you don’t mind, I think it's time I returned to my cabin.” You’re not under any obligations to talk to these… Weirdos.

File: 15549931_1.jpg (8 KB, 640x184)

8 KB JPG

>>1674468
>Miss the first session.
>Niggas pick Schnee background
>Niggas pick a damn polearm for a weapon
Gay.
Should have picked a rifle with a bayonet attachment and called it a Gunblade even though the weapon doesn't transform like the rest and you have to manually ready the knife, the true patrician weapon sure to trigger all the Remnant weapon autists
>Rifle for all your ranged needs.
>Knife attachment to turn said rifle into a short polearm perfect for fencing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UClIpGnV7c0
We could have had someone with a different style, but still keep in tone with the Schnee fencing ways.
What is it with anons and polearms?
Also
>No high society forbidden romance twincest route from the get-go.
Shame, but not a deal breaker, lets see what you can do QM.
>>1674657
Gotta be careful though, there's an high chance of this going /pol/ pretty fast, for good reason too since the way the Faunus are often depicted in the show doesn't really do them any favors if you aren't a liberal that thinks based on feels and emotion.

>>1674720
>>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.

>>1674720
>>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.

>>1674726
Hey I was going for dueling sabre dustlocke pistol

>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.

>>1674720
B)
>>1674726
I think the polearm thing was a joke from /trash/, there was some dude over there who was obsessed with pole arms and specifically Pikes
I wanted a revolver that would go in hand with Weiss' Myrtenaster dust mechanism but I wouldn't know what to pair it up with

>>1674720
>A) “... Schnee. I’m sure you already knew that.” Take control of the situation.

File: 1454253291780.png (239 KB, 330x360)

239 KB PNG

>>1674720
>>C) “Nice to meet you.” Be friendly and casual. No need to have your last name weighing on the conversation.
It's about time we started making some friends and connections.

>>1674720
This isn't you working team building into the story is it?
Interacting with Penny here won't in anyway influence our later teammates will it?
>C)

File: c1090c4faa087cee73ff472ff(...).jpg (11 KB, 236x280)

11 KB JPG

>>1674720
>>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.
Penny a cute

>>1674726
>What is it with anons and polearms?
Agreed. I'd much preferred a short sword to contrast with Weiss' rapier as those were duel weapons, our power to her finesse.

>>1674765
No, how you treat Penny now will not determine whether or not she's on your team.

File: 1498458365329.jpg (31 KB, 659x625)

31 KB JPG

We're gonna have to vote on team member designs, don't we?

>>1674720
>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.

>>1674776
God, Anon, if char gen is supposed to kill Quests how dead do you think we'll get genning FOUR of the little bastards?

>>1674732
>>1674749
>>1674755
>>1674757
>>1674766
>>1674778
Confirmed for B): name dropping and smiles. Writing.

>>1674720
>B) “... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Be friendly and formal.

>>1674765
We couldn't have her in our team anyway. Our character is enrolling at Beacon, just like Weiss. Presumably, our team will be cobbled together from the other Beacon first years, which I guess that means RWBY, JNPR and CRDL.

>>1674801
Now don't go assuming things quite yet. We don't know how close to canon QM wants to make things.

>>1674782
Good point

File: __kaito_vocaloid_drawn_by(...).jpg (231 KB, 440x695)

231 KB JPG

>>1674782
So, we'll assimilate into an established team and take someone's place? That's fine.
>>1674801
It's gonna fuck up team names though, none of them would mean anything with a W in them, not that they mean anything as they are really, I always found the team initials having a meaning to be kinda dumb how does RWBY, JNPR and CRDL translate into Ruby, Juniper and Cardinal respectively without some stretching is beyond me.
Though I kinda want to be CRDL's new team leader and play Whitaker like a young commanding officer as befitting the Schnee pedigree, complete with dashing uniform and hat, and make the team more than just high school bullies for Jaune, but then that means no rooming with waifus, only dudes...
>>1674817
We're the twin of an established main character, I think we all know QM is playing fast and loose with it.

>>1674790
Here is a list of words containing W for when you want to make a team: http://www.wordfind.com/contains/w/

>>1674720
“... Schnee. A pleasure to meet you.” Penny’s smile widens even more. It’s almost inhuman how many teeth she can show at once. Surprisingly, neither of them seem to react to your admission of being a member of Atlas’s number one family. Well, maybe it isn’t THAT surprising. The airship is coming from Atlas, after all, you doubt they would’ve missed you and Weiss boarding. No one else had.

The cadet stepped forward, thankfully at a much more reasonable pace, and coughs towards the strange girl who still hadn’t let go of your hand. Penny gets the wrong message and uses her free arm to pull the cadet into a side hug before introducing her as well. “This is Ciel! We are best friends, but we haven’t been for very long. We will get better, though!”

You tug your hand out of Penny’s grip and nod towards Ciel. She favors ignoring you instead and tries to squirm out of her “best friend’s” arm. Penny must be stronger than she looks to hold a cadet like that one handed. “Time and experience often lead into each other, but I wouldn’t say they’re the same thing.”

Her entire head morphs with confusion. It’s uncanny. You can see her neck tilt, brow raise, and smile slide into a more doubtful expression. Perfectly natural had they not happened in exactly that order under half a second, clicking into place like the shifting parts of your halberd. If you had blinked, you wouldn’t have seen it. What is with her? Just a quick, the actions reverse and it’s as though she never moved.

“Oh, I understand! You are saying that despite our short time together, it is obvious that we are friends! Thank you!” That wasn’t what you meant at all, but you’re rapidly becoming uncomfortable around her. You put on a winning smile and nod at her conclusion.

“Exactly! I would’ve guessed the two of you were friends simply seeing you walk around the ship together. Speaking of friends, however, it appears I’m running a bit late for an appointment with my own.” You pull your scroll out and mime looking at the time. You haven’t even read the first digit before you slam it back into your pocket and stroll past the two.

“It was wonderful to meet you, very sorry I had to cut it short!” She’s still grinning and waving at you as she shouts across the deck (despite you only being a few feet away), “It is entirely forgiven! Have fun!”

You flash another smile and dash below deck. Whew. That went well, but it was unpleasant. Shame, she DID seem nice, but manners and enthusiasm don’t make up for… Whatever that was. At least it’s over. You fish out your scroll to actually check the time and see it’s late. That little party you heard about is probably over by now. What to do now?

>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.
>B) Bed time. That was too much excitement for what was supposed to be a calm ride.

>>1674902
>>B) Bed time. That was too much excitement for what was supposed to be a calm ride.

>>1674902
>>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674902
>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674902
>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope

>>1674902
>A)
We are twins, damn it, not the some second grade brother and sister siblings, check on her, she seemed pretty miffed over being ignored by father and jealous that he treats us differently, better work on that, don't want it to turn into all out resentment.

>>1674902
>>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674902
>>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674902
>>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674921
>>1674923
>>1674927
>>1674932
>>1674938
>>1674943
>>1674944
Called and writing. You know, it ain't true what people say about you, Anons. You're all just a bunch a softies tryna protect your imouto.

>>1674963
Can we really call her imouto when we're the same exact age?

>>1674999
You can, I won't stop you. I haven't decided which one of you squirted out first, either, so it might be true.

File: 1480198803455.jpg (68 KB, 675x950)

68 KB JPG

>>1674963
I'm tryna get in her panties even if I know QM won't ever let incest be an option

File: 1496381063029.jpg (44 KB, 398x370)

44 KB JPG

>>1674999
>"May I remind you, Weiss, that I'm your big brother?"
>"By nothing more than a minute!"
>"You're either fast or you're dead."

>A) Visit Weiss. She’s probably calmed down by now. At least, you hope.

>>1674999
>>1675003
It's all about attitude & roles assumed/accepted.

>>1674902
The halls to your cabin are empty, as is the hall between your room and Weiss’s. When you step up to her door, you take a deep breath and hope giving her some space was the right call. A soft knock signals your arrival, but there’s no answer. You knock again.

“Weiss? It’s Whitaker.” This time her voice answers you, “Of course it is! Who else is going to walk through here?” You can make out a scoff and some shuffling before the door unlocks and Weiss opens the door.

“Come in.” You take the invitation as well as a seat in one of the armchairs provided with the room. Weiss takes the other and, once again, you can see exactly how tired your sister is. She closes her eyes as soon as her head touches the cushion, and it’s a few seconds before she says anything.

“Why is he like this?” It’s as if your conversation had never stopped. You shrug and answer honestly, “If I knew the reason, Weiss, I’d have done something about it.” She rolls her eyes at you this time.

“It’s not exactly an ancient unsolvable mystery. You’re a guy and I’m a girl. You’re the favorite and I have to fight for the privilege of following in your footsteps. You aren’t that stupid, I know you can add two and two together.”

“But it can’t be that simple. Lots of fathers have this same issue, and the worst it comes to are arguments at the dinner table, not gladiatorial combat in the family arena.” You wave a hand as if you’re physically throwing your point at her. Weiss seems receptive to the idea, but she’s still skeptical. “Maybe he’s just crazy on top of it.”

Your head drops a bit. That had occurred to you once or twice. Maybe the reason none of your family could stand anyone but you was because they were all actually insane. Maybe you were too, and just the right kind to get along with them. It had happened to plenty of families with the type of power yours could bring to bear, why not the Schnees? You run a hand through your hair, trying to brush the uncomfortable thought out of your head. If grandfather could see you all now…

Weiss has seemingly depressed herself as well. She sighs at your state and asks, just barely loud enough for you to hear, “What are we going to do?”

>A) “Put our family back together again.” You don’t know WHERE it went wrong, but you’d be damned if you were going to let it stay that way.
>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.
>C) “We need to do something about father.” He’s the problem behind everything. Your tensions with Weiss, her tensions with Whitley, and your mother’s distance are all his fault!
>D) “Doesn’t seem like there’s anything we can do.” All the money in the world, but at the end of the day, the Schnees are a family. Sometimes families just fall apart. Sometimes it's better that way.

>>1675069
>>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.

>>1675069
>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.

>>1675069
>"We can try to bring our family together, but at the very least,"
>>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.

>>1675069
>A) “Put our family back together again.” You don’t know WHERE it went wrong, but you’d be damned if you were going to let it stay that way.
I almost voted D), but fuck it. If there's a chance we can improve things, then we should try.

>>1675069
>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.

Us and our sister against the rest of our asshole family it looks like.

>>1675069
>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.
It's a start.

>>1675069
>>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.

>>1675069
>B)
Our rich family crap is the least of our problems when we have the Fang targeting us and soon will start facing literal monsters.

>>1675069
>>B) “Keeps each other safe.” You and Weiss had always had each other’s backs. When your family’s tensions bubble over, you know you won’t let each other down.
>E. Fix what we can, isolate what we can't.

>>1675069
>A) “Put our family back together again.” You don’t know WHERE it went wrong, but you’d be damned if you were going to let it stay that way.

If we do end up going B), I hope it won't make Jacques cut us off along with Weiss. We need to be able to afford shopkeeper's noodles when he sells them, they are the very height of Vale cuisine.

>>1675079
>>1675080
>>1675082
>>1675088
>>1675089
>>1675090
>>1675099
>>1675110
Confirmed, Whitaker and Weiss are the New Tag Team Champions. Or something. Writing.

>>1675069
B)

>>1675069
That was a good question. With three of the Schnee children seeking a place in the world, and with father clearly disapproving, things between the family are going to get bad at some point. How bad is in question, but it’s coming. “Keep each other safe,” you answer. It’s all you can do at Beacon, with all the threats you’ll face over the years to come. By the time you return to Atlas, you and Weiss will have had only each other for years.

Weiss smiles at your answer. “We always have, we always will.” The two of you chat about less important things. What you planned to do once you landed, and what it’d be like at Beacon. That inevitably brings up the conversation of teams. “You had better pick me as your partner, Whitaker,” she says, pretending to preemptively scold you before your inevitable betrayal. You laugh a little before humming in contemplation, “I’m not so sure I will. I met these lovely girls on the deck earlier, they seem about the right age to apply to Beacon.” Weiss makes a gagging sound at the idea of you actually getting a girlfriend of any kind, but something else occurs to her. “Maybe we should think about spreading our natural talent over several groups, rather than keep to the same team. We could have our own army!” You both laugh at the ideas you toss back and forth for ordering your imaginary soldiers around.

Eventually, the conversations die a natural death. Weiss stands up and opens the door. “Well, I feel a little better now. Get out before someone starts spreading creepy rumors.” You shove her gently on your way out. That was gross. Not that you hadn’t heard it all before, but from Weiss? She must have been in a good mood if she was willing to make jokes like that.

The cabin assigned to you is, like, Weiss’s, remarkably similar to a log cabin, with false wood covering the metal that held the ship together. You even had an artificial fire place, but you ignore it for now. You climb into your bed and switch the lamps off, and soon after, you fall asleep.

So, we got to the end of this particular session's goal a lot faster than I thought we would. Anyone wanna keep going? I got about 4-5 hours before I have to go to bed, but I have no idea how long I'll be coherent enough to write as well as I have been. Which may not be all that well, according to your taste, but it's what I got.

Go on.

dooo eeeeet

>>1675235

Keep going, I just got here

Hey man, if you still have time, go for it.

>>1675235
Go Go Go~

>>1675235
go

>>1675238
>>1675246
>>1675253
>>1675254
>>1675255
>>1675260
Confirmed, writing

>>1675227
The rest of the trip was fun. You and Weiss busied yourselves with a few more of those parties that you missed, but no one important stuck out in your mind. You had a few more run ins with Penny and Ciel, but thankfully you managed to slip away before you could ruin their first impression of you.

If you see any more of Penny, you just know you won’t be able to stop yourself from revealing how creepy she was to you, and you only wanted to avoid the girl, not hurt her feelings.

The landing was surprising to you. Without the constant swaying of the airship beneath you, you and Weiss kept stumbling as you made your way to the hotel where you’d be staying the night. You had heard of “skylegs” and “sealegs,” but walking around when you took off from Altas had been so easy you had begun to doubt their validity. In any case, the trip to the hotel passed without major incident and signing in was as simple as walking in and being recognized. With both of your sets of luggage being carried to your rooms and Weiss prematurely retiring for the evening to settle her stomach, you found yourself with nothing to do but wait for tomorrow, when the Schnee twins would finally make their way to Beacon and join the ranks of the Huntsmen.

How are you going to occupy yourself?

>A) Browse the local shops, maybe find a bookstore. It had been a while since you had anything to add to your personal library.
>B) Find somewhere a little more active. A club or bar, maybe.
>C) If you were going through initiation in the morning, best to be prepared for it. There had to be a dust shop around here.
>D) See what’s on TV in your room before passing out in your underwear.

>>1675317
>>D) See what’s on TV in your room before passing out in your underwear.
We've had a long and stressful trip. Time to unwind.

>>1675317
>C) If you were going through initiation in the morning, best to be prepared for it. There had to be a dust shop around here.

Never hurts to be prepared.

>>1675317
>D) See what’s on TV in your room before passing out in your underwear.

>>1675317
>C) If you were going through initiation in the morning, best to be prepared for it. There had to be a dust shop around here.