RWBY/RTGT Trash General #3: Yangfag Tears: Part 3 Edition
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I'm having trouble visualizing the blade, but here's what I came up with
How do I write good, non-trashy stories? The only good story I've ever managed to write without trashing is http://pastebin.com/ZXLb3SBb
I want to write more, but I just don't know how to be good at it anymore
I did a thing, are us yang fags going to have to suffer with this for a while?
Also since there's a 90% chance yang is going to wind up with a prosthetic (10% chance they'll saw it was a clean cut and reattach it cuz AURA), what kind would you want her to have?
Built in Ember Celica? Swiss Army Multi Tool Arm? Dildo Jack Hammer?
If it really is going to be a prosthetic (likely is, I'm going to drop the show and maybe just continue watching RvB) It should just be an arm.
That's it an arm.
Now if you want all that fancy stuff made to cater for its audience then maybe Ember Celica will be built in.
I like it. That's about the way I imagined it too.
No CYOA today?
My loins can take this blow, but my heart cannot.
I thought about some ways the members of Team JNPR could possibly die
Jaune (Joan of Arc) - burned alive to protect Remnant form his insanity
Pyrrha (Achilles) - taken out by her unavoidable weakness after a fierce battle
Nora (Thor) - tricky, but I'd say something along the lines of what Ragnarok would be
Ren (Mulan) - lives to a ripe old age after serving in the war
Yeeep. /co/ is getting pretty bad right now.
Some Drawfag made this.
Since he should look a bit different at the moment (with a uniform and without clown makeup, I'd assume), I imagined this depicts Todd as stripping clown before he...'went' to Remnant.
This greentext got removed. Anon who wrote it is new, and started asking questions.
It's not a matter of badly written
Honestly, we should keep the discussion out of here.
Since we could do with some discussion. What is everyone's honest opinions of SSSN. Not as a team but each individual. Some people seem to despise Sun and I just don't get it.
Yes. I saw prose get deleted too.
Sun is great, 3rd best in-house VA after Gray and Lindsay. I wish he was just a street punk like Roman, but working with the good guys.
Sage and Scarlet have decent designs but need more lines/time to really tell.
Neptune literally adds nothing to show and could not exist as far as I'm concerned.
Sounds good to me. This is trash, we shouldn't worry about the problems of the Overworld.
To be honest I cannot judge SSSN on their own.
Sun and Scarlet will always get bonus points because I like Michael and Gavin.
And I like Neptune and Sage for their outfits.
Other than that, Neptune is actually a more developed character than most that are in the series, with him expressing severe issues and trying to cope with them (his forced coolness, his fear of water).
I really like Sun. His voice actor is great, he's interesting, and his personality meshes well with the main cast.
>Scarlet and Sage
I don't have an opinion on these two simply because they haven't had three sentences of combined lines so far. Their designs are alright I guess.
Colourful Todd is a Character born and raised in the first RWBY GT thread, as far as I'm aware.
We chose his name and profession via quick polls in the thread, just like all of the CYOA options are presented.
However we never precised Todd's appearance beyond "male, human, stripper".
The clown thing came because someone said he thinks that Colourful Todd sounds like a clown murderer.
It wasn't me who wrote it and I'm the one asking questions becasue I was baffled. now it's just clear there's a mod with a vendetta and some edgy tumblrina teens who can't bear the existence of something they don't like despite it being on-topic.
I wrote a little more. I was going to post it in the main thread as an image (with discussion questions!) once the arguments died down and the new thread started. Neither one of those things has happened yet.
Also just for clarification, I was not the anon who was surprised it was deleted. I've been seeing it happen a lot.
I just hope the anon that wrote it follows through with it.
I really liked where he was going with it, personally.
Not tonight, but I have ideas. They do more crime, grow a little closer, develop their combat skills, and eventually rob the wrong person. Torchwick uses himself as a distraction to let Neo get away when the person they robbed comes to collect. They try to torture the location of the stolen goods out of him, but he doesn't crack. They're going to kill him, but Neo shows up to save the day (and kill them all). At some point Torchwick gets his hat, probably.
I like then, theyre posers and nerds trying to be top of the line models
Really love Suns weapon design and fighting style too
I dig Sage silent mountain type
Neptune is a strait up dork, but he pulls through well
I'm just going to leave this here.
Sun's rad; he was great in volume 1, volume 2 mostly had him showing up to introduce Neptne so he didn't really get to shine but he's been pretty cool if low-key in this volume.
Sage and Scarlet don't have much going for them right now, but Scarlet was pretty sweet in the fight scene; and Sage's design has sold him to me. Not to mention I love the idea of a big, stoic tough guy having to play team mom for a group of fruitcakes, and I can see it happening.
I don't buy into most of the Neptune hate, but I do think his antics made their tournament fight shit (But I am still salty about Sage getting knocked out right away, so more than a few grains of salt there)
I can just imagine that old RWBYg was hit by Reavers.
I never did like the 5 dollar foot longs Subway keeps advertising.
It's true that this board is the gutters but RWBYgt makes it home.
It's so cozy.
Besides, this is the only thread I browse since the catalog is literally filled with porn.
Lots and lots of porn.
Poor souls have no place to go so they settle here.
I guess the same thing could be said about us.
Oh I did draw him with "his" uniform before I stopped drawing for the adventure.
Would've cool if I were to draw the others characters ( I was slightly disappointed that Izzy and Todd couldn't be sexy bros together, along with their subtle butts and all that) but Newt's stuff takes priority now and I'm still planning on their designs.
because guard temp wanted to read about my anti white fang OCs I'm posting then here.
One is named Dio Sulfur. Dio was once an ordinary security guard working for SDC who commonly guarded their chemical plants due to interest in the subject as a kid. However he was working the night shift when the white fang decided to bomb the place due to them secretly using Faunus slaves as test subjects. The bomb caused a huge explosion killing almost everyone in the area, expect for Dio thanks to his aura unlocking itself in the nick of time to save his life, despite this though he was still heavily burned causing him to lose most of his skin.
During his recovery he ran into a support group for fellow victims of the white fang, which would later radicalize into a group of white fang hunters. His semblance is the ability to not have to breath for a full hour, which constantly drains his aura while in use, something that is very useful thanks to his weapon which is a grenade launcher loaded with chemical gas rounds that turns into a flame thrower using those same grenades as fuel. Due to his draining aura while in combat, he wears an airtight suit of amour similar to that of pic related. His personality is that he more or less robotic and just follows orders without thinking though much like pic related he only really feels anything when he burning people alive or when he with his friend and partner Vic Nam.
Vic Nam was a veteran of the Faunus War. He spent half of it as a POW tortured by Faunus for military secrets until he was saved by a group of hunters who unlocked his aura to heal him from life threatening injury. While the white fang didn't hurt him themselves many soldiers of the Faunus army after the war would later go on to found the white fang so he got into the group on technically. His semblance is to cause people to hiccup, something that he once thought to be useless until he met Dio, who he acts as something of an older brother to and tries to help him enjoy life a little more. They figured how well their powers and weapons sync with one another and became partners when their group started hunting white fang members. Vic commonly wears his old army fatigues and gas mask similarly to pic related and uses his m-16 spear weapon to keep enemies away from dio, who is very slow due to his heavy amour. He also uses his semblance to force them to breath the toxic gases and to ruin the aim of any range weapons they might have. he also tends to leave his enemies alive without their aura so dio can have some "fun" burning them.
I kind of imagined him sounding somewhat young and talking in monotone unless he setting someone on fire, then he gets more excited.
as for what I plan to do with them, I'm not sure. I'm thinking of using them in an all OC fanfic I've got set in vacuo as part of a 'trip to vale' arc but it's still in the planning stages.
what's a OC fight? I'm guessing it's where we roleplay as our OCs and fight but how does that work? either way I'm still a writefag in training so I doubt I'll be any good at that.
But it's not the same.
It will never be the same.
CYAOanon puts in a new member for the team, someone that looks like pic related.
Just a suggestion since I don't want to ruin everyone's fun.
No, how I do it is that we both write/draw/animate our story of our OC's beating the crap out of each other and let the judges/public polls decide whose is canon. Criteria is usually technical skill, storytelling creativity, plausibility and maybe popularity.
But that is basically RHG and most of the time it's one sided or a DNF.
Maybe both writers should create a cohesive story together in hopes that both can learn from one another to be better?
ah I get it now. sound like it could be fun but like I said earlier I'm a writefag in training. maybe when I become a better writer but I got a long way to go before I could do something like that.
I don't like Sun A.) Because of his voice actor. I've been a longtime fan of Achievement Hunter and I've always thought Michael was immature, loud, and borderline abusive (seriously their old videos were hard to stomach sometimes what with the way Michael would just scream at people). Though he's gotten better, I'm still not really a fan.
B.) Blake is one of the better characters and I don't like how she's already pigeonholed into a love interest thing with him. I don't trust RT to do romance
Yeah, I could see that. I do think michael is one of the better VA's though. With michael I always just saw his rage as most of a joke, but I coulds see how someone else might think otherwise.
Geoff is the person who I really can't stand sometimes. I remember one of the earlier MC episodes where he actually got so mad he started beating up Gavin. Took me a long time to get any kind of respect for him after that.
Is anybody here?
I feel so alone just sitting here waiting for something to happen.
Also Newt, you're stuff won't be coming anytime soon.
Something's come up but I'll try my best to get it done when I have free time.
What, should I write shitty fanfic for the sake of posting something?
I don't feel like shitposting today senpai.
[spoiler]That Neon story in RWBY GT #1 was from me[/spoiler]
oh, is it "from me" or "by me"?
This reminds me, where the hell is the guy that was doing DomVelvet?
A man like you would be in history books.
Oh Newt I jsut remembered.
You didn't even choose what kind of model Marche was going to use for her two smgs (unless you want both).
The Scylla or the Charybdis?
Charybdis was an underwater creature that created huge whirlpools though, doesn't have much to do with the weapon.
The Scylla works if you think of Scylla as the monstergirl (tentacle girl, and the scylla shoots out a bunch of shit, so that works), but the mythological monster was more of a harpy type thing, so that doesnt make too much sense.
It doesn't really matter though, most people wont know what they are either way.
Truthfully, the part I care most about is the chain attached to the scythe blade. I have it in my head that Marche can use her semblance to mess with the chain (like making it electrically charged by miniature lightning that would shock the opponent)
We know you're alive, so it's alright.
Waiting is a much more easy task when you know, that the thing you're waiting for is actually coming.
Not like Half Life 3.
Where we don't know if it will ever exist.
Or a portal to Remnant.
Waiting on those things is painful.
Where was I?
Oh yeah, don't sweat it senpai.
I never liked the idea of a portal to Remnant. Not if I'd come out just as I am now at least. I'm too old. I could never become a hunter, I would be just another random civilian.
Now, if said portal placed me in a family or another setting where I could get enough training to enter a hunter acadamy (and of course at a fitting age), then I'd be up for it.
So where were we?
Oh yes, post coitus butter sales. Wow that sounded better in your head.
You open the door to a man with an erection.
"Hey! You're not the fat-titted cow-faunus!"
"You're not girl scouts. I guess we're both disappointed, pal."
"...What's a girl scout?"
"You... Poor, poor man. I bet you don't know what a thin mint is either."
A stroke of pain and longing fills your heart, quickly replaced by remembering you just plowed the cow.
You set the individually sliced and wrapped pieces of butter in front of him. "It's 10,000 a slice, boss."
"Ah yes, happy cow butter." He takes a slice and hands you a bill of a man with a stark white goatee winking at you and giving a thumbs up. Upon closer inspection, the goatee is actually holographic.
"Next!" You shout. Another disappointed customer. This goes for the first nine men who'd been in line. As customer ten begins to round the corner, you are struck with a thought. You could...
 Sell the last piece
 Keep the last piece
You figure you'll sate your curiosity later, selling the last slice and heading back inside. You note that Lynnette is licking her fingers lightly. "Hm."
You also note the small puddle of you under her has a distinct finger mark in it.
"Sold out that fast, hm? I guess it's getting really popular... Folks are going to be disappointed since I can't make much more than that."
She holds out a hand for you to help her up. You gird yourself for the daunting task, grasping her hand and forearm tightly, leaning back and tugging. "Hrnnn..." She groans, getting up with a bit of help from you. You feel your own feet give way and find yourself hanging from her arm. "Thank you." She says with the slightest smile under her breath. "For helping on the farm, that is." She is un-mussing her hair.
"Hah... Any time you need help, I'll be down here." You wince as your weight reaches your feet again. Only now do your realize just how much your pelvis aches.
"Oh dear... Are you alright? I hope I didn't hurt you..."
 Play it strong
 Be honest
"Hah. You kidding?" You smile at her broadly.
"I pretended to be a soldier. It'll take way more than that to hurt me any!"
"Ara~ Aren't you a big boy~" She takes your cheek 'lightly.' Her hand is like a vice. She shakes your entire body when she tugs.
You show a bit more backbone, taking a full hand of her backside to assert yourself. You're barely able to be certain that you have a firm hold.
"Oh~!" She jumps, releasing your cheek, leaning into you some. Your leg shoots behind you to support the weight, causing your pelvis to scream. "Dear me... You don't want to go again so soon, do you?" Your body's tellin' you 'no.' but your mind's tellin' you...
"Haha... Nah, I just had to make sure we know who grabs where."
"Is that so?" She gives you a knowing smile. "Well I certainly look forward to getting some more of your 'help' next weekend, dear." She straightens up, removing your hand from her backside like one might remove a kitten's paw.
"Uh, yeah, 'course." You nod.
"I would have paid you for the corn, but I'd say you got plenty worth your work." She begins dressing herself.
Well, you've still got your Sunday. It strikes you as odd that weeks are the same here when they don't have anything else, but whatever.
Ch 3: Branding Cattle - COMPLETE
CHAPTER FOUR - The Sunday Sassafrass ASSIGNMENT STARTS NOW
 Invent Baseball
 Buy a guitar and play very popular songs that no one has heard before in the quad
 Team Interviews
 Spend a day in the practice room.
We should train with our weapon so that we're better prepared for the next rounds. Then we'll see about teams once we get to a proper rank. That way instead of lumping ourselves with C-rankers and having to drag them up, we go up on our own and pick from the better ranks.
I think I may have misworded something before.
Higher ranks may at any time team with lower ranks. But lower ranks can't request it formally.
Tons of higher rank people get letters and gifts stuffed in their lockers to the tune of "pls powerlevel us"
Oh. I thought it was "C can only rank with C."
Still, raising our rank could catch some high ranks' eyes and get us some better gifts.
Plus getting used to our weapon and honing our teamwork with Izzy should take priority for now.
Tried my best to make her distinct from Pyrrha.
But her weapon is I think to scale to her body.
Just a reminder that these are rough sketches so I can draw out some costume ideas before drawing them fully
Chapter 4: git gud - Begin
You sit yourself up slowly, all too aware of the nice day you had yesterday and the toll that played on your bones. A little bit of soreness in one spot won't stop you though. You've got to get some practice in. You make a mental note as you check your mail slot that your expense card hasn't been delivered yet.
You hop into the shower, giving yourself a scrub down before snatching your scroll and giving Izzy a call.
"You actually want to practice? Jeez... I'd love to, but I have other plans today. Sorry, bro." You make another mental note at the sounds of giggling in the background.
Well, one way or another, you've got to be more than a one-trick pony if you're going to make it in this hunting business, maybe something like if your weapon gets knocked away? Though you know you're pretty fit, you don't know much about martial arts. You'd need someone to help you.
 Look for someone in the practice room
 Look for Mrs. Hickory
 Call Chloe
 Call Lynnette
 See if you can convince someone to let you try sparring with that hologram of the blonde dude what busted Izzy up on the first exam
 Download some basics videos from the library
"Hello?" You hear Chloe's voice for the first time in about a week.
"Hey, Chloe... You're a martial artist, right?"
"I... Well... Yes?"
"Would you mind maybe giving me a few pointers on how to defend myself?" You just drop the question, skipping the small talk.
"Oh! Like sparring?" Chloe's voice perks up and her normal tittery self fades by the wayside. "I'd love to spar! Nobody wants to usually I'll be at the training room in... I'm here, where are you?"
"I'm at my room." You are walking towards the elevator, which opens as you round the corner. Chloe grasps your wrist. "Come on, slowpoke!"
She is wearing black gi with a red belt, her hair tied into a ponytail with a pink ribbon. The sleeves of the gi are torn off.
"Wait, but you were just at..."
"No time for that! Sparring!" Chloe responds, tossing you into the elevator.
You feel you may have made a mistake.
In the elevator, Chloe tugs two forearm-length bracers out of the back of her belt, slipping their full arm length gloves on and applying several straps. "You don't mind if I use my weapon, right? I'm nowhere near as good without them." She lifts her gi pantlegs, revealing similar devices that go up to her knees.
"Uh... Well it's a spar, so I was kind of hoping we wouldn't use weapons."
"Oh! I won't turn them on! I could kill you if I did that!"
"...Glad to know you're not planning to really hurt m-Gebuh!" You catch a backhand to the face, propelling you into the wall of the elevator.
"Dropping your guard is forbidden!" Chloe barks an order at you, she hasn't even fully strapped on the arm that she just hit you with. Once both are strapped on, she clenches and unclenches her hands, the intersecting sections of the bracers moving up and down, revealing cylindrical barrels at both the wrist and elbow opposite the direction the sections move.
"I'm really glad to have a sparring partner again though." She gives you the most innocent smile, like she didn't just bash you into the wall.
Your feeling that you made a mistake grows more intense.
Ding! The elevator opens.
If I leanred something from anime, then it's that it doesn't matter how weak you are, as long as you are the flesh-and-bone equivalent of a punching bag and can stand up after getting hit again and again, you will win!
So we're going to get the ever livin shit beaten out of us by Chloe, and we will stand up!
I mean...Aura, right?
Well...hey, the other thing I learned from anime is that you don't need to be good yourself, you just need friends who are.
That's how I got through High School, at least!
"Chloe! Chloe! Wait!" You shout at Chloe as she's taking a combat stance three steps into the practice room.
She keeps her arms up, true to her complaint about you dropping your guard. However, her head tilts. "Wait? Your opponent won't wait for you to get ready, you know."
A few onlookers are already stopping what they're doing, watching the girl in black with a 'new victim' if you're reading the mood right.
"Well that's why this is a spar!" You wave your hands impotently. "I only really know how to use my weapon and haven't tried unarmed fighting before. I wanted you to maybe go over the basics first.
She raises an eyebrow. "What is more basic than fighting?" The way she's standing really reminds you of those old kung-fu movies. She's bouncing back and forth. "Just try to stop me from hitting you!"
You blink and she's on you, a hand to the face. You move to stop it, your senses quickly reaching 'I'm gonna die' heights. The hand stops, gently patting into your own and taking hold. You wonder why she pulled her punch before she spins on her heel. You attempt to pull your guard down only to notice she's holding your guard. Her rear elbow catches you under the arm occupied with hers.
"Oomph!" You skid back a foot only to be tugged right back by your hand still clutched by hers. You're yo-yo'd like this into her elbow thrice before she releases you, letting you sprawl out on the floor.
"Are you even trying?" She frowns at you.
 Ask her to hold back
You puff once, standing up. "I told you I suck at this. I'll catch up." You decide the first step to learning to deal with her is mimicry. You match her tempo and stance, hopping on your feet just as lightly. This draws a few murmurs from the crowd and Chloe gives a grin. It's not a gentle grin or smile, but something more... Instinctual. You force yourself not to blink, watching her feet rotate inwards before her heels drop, propelling her forward. The same strategy as before, a fake out top. You lower your guard to catch the elbow and... WHAM! Her hand impacts... Yours. Your rear hand had moved in to capture her ploy. You spin much as she had, rotating off your heel like she was nothing more than a pole.
Your first mistake was assuming that the pole didn't have fists.
You are sent sprawling back onto the ground, an alert pings from your phone indicating your aura has dropped below 30% You cough, dizzy.
"That was neat! But you dropped your guard!" Chloe offers a helpful pointer along the same line as her first 'don't get hit.'
Rachele I'm expecting to look fancy, like Coco, but with a white-gold color scheme
Suzume, I'm expecting her to look confident in her armor
As for weapon designs, I'll leave it up to you, since you've impressed me with the last two
You push yourself up, unbuttoning your uniform some as well as the shirt underneath, it's too hot in here.
Chloe says nothing, maintaining her stance. It seems like she's waiting for you to get up. I guess she is holding back some if what you heard about her being disqualified from the vytal tournament is accurate.
You take advantage of this and continue taking your shirt off. You really are too hot right now as you remove your blazer from your undone shirt. If you notice any one thing, it's that Chloe is no longer looking directly at you.
You watch her eyes as you stand up, mimicking her stance once more. She doesn't come.
"...Chloe, I'm ready?"
"What? Oh. Right..." She shifts her footwork, albeit much slower than she had before, moving towards you just the same. She leads with the elbow this time. It's completely off the mark and you move out of the way, grasping her arm and spinning her away from you. This garners gasps of confusion and awe from onlookers. You shift back out of the way of another half-hearted backhand, grappling her once more and spinning your shirt off completely, wrapping her in it. The confusion and awe turns into distinct female thirst as your glistening body is brought forth for the viewers to observe. Somewhere, a monkey's abs feel a disturbance in the force.
You continue the spin off of her. Chloe is still reeling some, however you hear the distinct sound of clacking metal plates and... Bunsen burners?
Your shirt tears open! A rapidly spinning Chloe under them, arms twisted some, trails of heat floating off of her. The room immediately feels like a sauna. Her rotation stops short, she's standing, eyes trained on you. She has one arm pointing directly behind her, another directing those two cylinders at you. You can hear the air crackle as moisture is forcefully wicked out. She breathes once, you only know because it steams out of her nostrils.
Your sight of Chloe begins to falter as she begins to shimmer. Some type of mirage? You see that shimmer move, but it's hard to follow. Chloe is in front of you. She's gone now. You feel two hot coals impact your shoulders like a freight train.
The world goes dim...
>Sun stops in his tracks, looking like he was just punched in the gut
>"What's wrong, boi?" Scarlet asks, concerned
>"It's as if a hundred pussies suddenly called out and were moistened."
You awake in your bed! It's too dark to see clearly, but you distinctly feel something in bed with you.
You feel a dull pain in your shoulders, but no more than that. Your eyes begin to adjust to the dark. You can tell you're not in your room, but you know you're still in your bed.
 Pull off the covers
 Go back to sleep
You skip the theatrics and tug the blanket off. Lying beside you is the shape of a woman only... Pitch black, you can even make it out in the dark, it's such a different deep shade of dark. Over its face is a mask that looks like it'd be white in the light. The only light coming from the figure is the deep red eyes. You note you can make out the features and honestly, not bad for a shadow. Decently large tits, a nice ass... Wait, why IS it black with a white face... What else do you know that has that?
"D̳̤̝̩̲̣̟ͨ̏ͥ͆ͣ̀̚̕ͅi͈͖͇͕̟̜͋ͣͅd̀͛ͬ̑ͮͩ͆ͧ̀͏̷͇̹̼̦̥͉̟ ̅̋͏̴̝̗̗̟y̢͙̲͇͋ͬ͗ͯ͛̕ͅo͉̼̾̐ͫ̈ͤ͂̕͡u̵̗̙̠̯̫̽͛͛̐͠ ̨͐ͬ̿̔͆̚͏̬̘̲̩͖̪͕̰̟̕s̥̼̮̙̞̭̟̝̈́ͩ͋ͯ͗ͧ̾̓ḷ̞̖͖̠̉́̉͐ͨe̛͔̠̍̉̋̅̚e̞͖̼͕̟̜͆͂ͣͧ͋͜͠p̗͉͕̱̬̙̅͆͊ ̴̷͈̪̩͇̜̻̼̫̪̾͛͢w̴̰̰̯͕̯͈̫̫͉̆͂͟ę̭̫̥̅ͤ͠l̸̨͉̣̳̲̣̅̅̊́ļ̡̬̤̅̓͛́,̷̡̝̟̬͋̈́͊͗ͤ͆ ̞̝͇͉̙͇̪̜̽h̶̬̜̘̩̜̗̏̽ͭͬ͗ͪ̃̀͡o̢̺͕̻̝͒ͮͣͮ̿͗ͮ̀͝ͅņ̮́̆e͖̣̤̺̜̎̽y̶̢̘̗̩̜̣͈͓͍̎͆̅͂̍̿͆͌?̼͔ͭͧͩͥ͑̽͐͒̐͠"
You wake up! You're in the infirmary!
>Wait, why IS it black with a white face... What else do you know that has that?
Hoo boy, Combat Stripper Todd fighting against his arch nemesis, Prostitue Grimm Girl.
After a long and hard fight they come to the conclusion that it would be best to cooperate and they found Las Vegas in Remnant.
"Hey, Izzy." You rub your ear gently, trying to remove the hot fresh load of pain Izzy just forced into it.
"Who told you it was okay to try to do anything at all with an A-rank student! You're lucky you're not dead!" Izzy drives her concern for your well being home by hitting you in the chest.
"Sor-ry." You manage out. Her bonking you seems to sting a lot more than the pain in your back.
She slows her bonking, lying against you. "What would I do if you got yourself killed you idiot?" She digs her face against you.
"After all the work we've done so far. You just walk around willy-nilly like you're invincible. You're not!" She yells out, muffled into your stomach.
What comes over the next few minutes is really nothing but gibberish at varying levels of concern and anger. She's certainly not making any sense to you.
 Just let her get it out
 Pat her head
You gently place a hand on her head. She stiffens for a moment, ready to protest. However, she stops, letting you continue. "You're too reckless... Idiot... People would talk if they saw this."
She clenches the sheet. "...You stink..." She does not remove herself from you. If anything, you think you hear a deep inhalation.
"Sorry... I was in the training room until... What time is it?"
"It's midnight... So Tuesday." Izzy responds.
"Tuesday... Oh..." Wait, Tuesday?
"Yeah." Izzy responds. "You got hit too hard... The doctor says you'll probably have scars."
"Shit... What about the exam battle?"
"Extenuating circumstances, they pushed it until you recover." Izzy's ears are darkening as she nudges your hand which had gone idle. You continue patting her.
Ch 4: Gittin gud at fuckin' up - COMPLETE
Gonna drop the chapters, actually. They're arbitrary and have no set length. Still gonna keep the pseudo-episodic format though.
Because that worked so well with Mrs. Hickory...
on the other hand, Chloe's kinda got the hots for us, so it should be alright.
But would you want to hurt this little bundle of cute bromance?!
>Todd keeps using ":^)" in correspondances because he's a dirty meme hound and it amuses him that no one gets it
>Everyone assumes he's just using his symbol as a signature
>One day one of his friends gets him a gift
>A custom Hunter's outfit with his "symbol" on it
[Continuing the School week]
You stretch as you get up, feeling the new tug of skin on your back. Doctors say that'll pass.
After a shower, you examine yourself in the mirror, hoping your new additions to your markless back had faded some overnight. The two elongated scars under each of your shoulders, still a deep red from the heat of the shower bringing blood to the surface. Honestly, they're not that bad you guess. It turns out Chloe did something along the lines of smashing her forearms into your back. The shape of her gauntlets extend down from each of your shoulder blades. If you were the type to talk about it, you might say they look like you had wings torn from your body. Might be cool for a pickup line, you muse. Something like 'I'd fall from heaven all over again for you.' It's not bad, but you'll work on it.
After classes, you enter the changing room with Izzy.
"You're sure that you're up for this? It's only been a few days..." Izzy's still worried about you.
"Yeah. I'll be alright. I can't lie in bed all the time. It'll make me lazy." You give Izzy a thumbs up halfway through dressing. She's staring at your back, of course. "Doesn't that hurt?"
"Nah. Scars don't hurt, they just look different."
"Scars aren't really normal... It's not a usual thing to get something like that. Especially not hunters... We just have aura enough to handle it usually."
"It's fine. You want to check my aura? They had to readjust it. I'm definitely better." You finish adjusting your combat uniform. You notice it's a little tight around the shoulders and hips.
"If you say so... I've been against our opponents this time... Just let me know if you need someone to watch your ba-" Izzy freezes at what she was about to say.
"To... Keep them off of you." She corrects herself.
 Urge her to relax
 Go over the opponent's semblances
Again, I want to say both.
Strategy is probably more important though, and maybe it will show Izzy how serious we are about getting back into it.
Fuck, didn't notice the time.
Have fun, /trash/.
Urge her to relax, if we can't do both.
At this rate, I'm caring more about Izzy than about the fights.
Also, two things come to my mind:
a) Did we gain some muscles? It sure seems so.
b) This reminds me of that >100% aura burst before the Death Stalker fight... we might want to look into that sometime soon
I'm gonna go ahead and say both is viable here since it's conversation rather than action.
"Hey, Izzy... Really, I'm fine. You're gonna get flustered if you keep fretting over me."
She sighs, her shoulders slumping. "I know... It's just that I don't want you to get hurt... You're not a stand-up fighter."
"It won't go like that, I promise." You adjust your weapon to your lower back. It seems right there. "You'll see."
Izzy stares at you, walking up to you, an intimidating manlet at 5'5". "You tryin' to act manlier since you got beat up by a girl, huh?" She tilts her head, making a mocking face at you.
"Manlier than you, cinnamon-bun."
Izzy growls disapproval at you.
"So what're we up against?"
"The twins? They actually share a semblance... Kinda." Izzy's brow furrows. "They can change places with each other. The important part is that their momentum doesn't change... So say you're about to hit one. The other can move backwards and when they change places... The other one's in front of you, but already dodging."
"...That sounds incredibly convoluted and irritating to deal with."
"You have no idea." Izzy sighs, shaking her head.
Alright, that's a real exploitable semblance.
It makes them super predictable as long as you have an eye on both.
I'd recommend going for the whip, long range and the ability throw somebody off balance seems convenient.
Another tactic would be to go into melee, drive them into a wall.
And when the one wants to dodge to the side, and they are going to change places, you'd want to quickly turn the one standing against the wall around 90 degrees, so when they change places and the other one wants to dodge sideways, he/she throws himself/herself right into the wall.
The twins are both already in the arena when you arrive. "There he is, Milly!" The one on the left shouts. "He is there, Tilly." The one on the right responds. "Oh I get goose bumps just looking at him!" "Don't let it distract you."
"I know, I know. Beat them first, get his number later!" Tilly grabs Milly's arms and they both stamp their feet lightly. You note they both have on high heels.
"Isn't that going to make it hard for them to fight?" You ask Izzy.
"Don't let your guard down..." Is Izzy's response as the twins begin spinning around, Milly lifting her sister into the air.
"...Combat begins in three..."
The girls are spinning faster.
Milly... Or was it Tilly? Releases her sister who flies toward you. The other twin turns to the side and they shift thrice. One is flying through the air towards Izzy and the other is on her hands, a spinning kick moving towards you.
At least... You think she's kicking you? She's going awfully slow. You even have time to consider how to react. It could be a trick.
 Defend the cinnabon.
 Grab her
 Just cut her leg?
You grasp onto the girl's heel, stepping back. Girls are pretty light, especially compared to Lynnette. You pick her up by her leg. Her hands snap between her legs to hold her skirt up. Why would she fight like that if she didn't want people seeing under her skirt?
You wait for something to happen, then you realize. Nobody's going slowly. You just dealt with something that much faster. You drive the girl into the ground a moment later. "Contestant Tilly, unable to continue."
"I'm Tilly!" The other girl announces.
"...Contestant Milly, unable to continue?"
Tilly is just staring at you as is Izzy. You look back at the two of them, then clear your throat. Izzy blinks then tackles Tilly, punching her repeatedly in the face. If they didn't have aura to keep the fight reasonable, you'd say she was going overboard.
"Contestant... Tilly unable to continue." Even the announcer sounds a bit perplexed.
"...Contestants Izzy Marius and Todd Colorful... Please wait in the main hall for your results."
Izzy continues staring at you as you continue out. "What the hell, Todd? When did you learn to do that?"
"Oh I don't know, snatch up a hunter in training like a pet and just smack them into the ground? It looked like you were handling meat and not a C-3 combatant."
"Well I mean like... We're in the second worst bracket, Izzy... It's obvious we'd have some easy wins."
"Obvious? Todd... What the hell?"
>When you realize other people can't make logical connections because you haven't given your interpretation of world rules.
I consider aura/semblance to be like a muscle, that with training, you can become better.
This will probably get some people to the correct conclusion.
Oh so getting beat up ( without actual muscles being torn and other serious physical damage) makes your aura stronger then? Do you see aura as nothing but a barrier, or also as a passive enhancement to all your abilities? As an explanation for people jumping impossibly high in the show.
I actually think it's somewhere in between. That because aura heals wounds instantly, things like working out have drastic results because you heal "instantly" comparatively speaking to traditional working out.