[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[digcat]

Funny idea… @AndrewJTalon
I was wondering does the city remember a similar rampage with isabel and nick?

Involving some crazy nutjob scientist injecting a love serum into her that was SUPPOSED to make her fall in love with him, but instead her brain decided to pour all that love and lust into "Nicky"

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That would be good it could be done as either sfw in him not giving in or nsfw with some sexy time possible afterwards

 

[digcat]

Just imagine alternate team arrangements, like Jaune/Pyrrha/Blake/Yang.

Pyrrha: "So, um, you're...close?"
Alternate Yang: *leering* "Oh, I haven't even come to you, little miss destiny. You were skipping like a schoolgirl and smiling like you'd won the lottery while your ass shone like your hair."

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Hot and funny

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Funny idea… @AndrewJTalon

I was going through your old MCU verse ideas. Back before… i think iron man 3?

And i came across the idea of a love crazed she hulk ripping off the crotch of steve's very bullet proof uniform…

I was wondering does the city remember a similar rampage with isabel and nick?

Involving some crazy nutjob scientist injecting a love serum into her that was SUPPOSED to make her fall in love with him, but instead her brain decided to pour all that love and lust into "Nicky"

And nicky stalling it out while her passives burn it out of her systems.

And isabel wanting to punch her way through Remnant's crust and into its molten core to hide away from the shame once post nut clarity hits.

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To be honest, a love serum is something Isabel would just burn through due to her Semblance... In the modern day. In the past when she was less experience with her Semblance?

Yeah, she would totally do it and go on a rampage after Nick.

That or she just got drunk.

 

[Sliverhero]

have idea for a digimon rwby crossover and here is a bit from it.
The idea is that what if jaune and other character where they were kids were sent to the digital world amd after they saved it they returned.
Now here is a scene I have planned for a dark biomerge.
(Dark biomerge are fanmade)

The rocket locker doors screamed as they were torn open. Patamon struck the control panel again and again until it finally failed, sparks exploding outward. Jaune stumbled free, already running, his heart pounding with a truth he could feel in his bones. He hope he wasnt but he could as if he was too late.

All round them Beacon was burning, you can hear the screams of anguish, the laughter of men and women giving into the madden beasts deep in their souls, acting like the grimm based on their masks, and finally the roar of grimm.

Patamon had been delayed, not by weakness, but by choice. He had stayed behind, holding evacuation routes together while civilians fled. Angelic light ripping through Grimm-infested streets. Smashing White Fang squads and corrupted Atlesian robots that fired wildly into smoke and screaming crowds. Every second bought with effort, every second stolen from Pyrrha. They ran the collapsing stairwell. Jaune's scroll constatly screaming warnings.
He gave a quick glance on it and it reads Pyrrha Nikos: Aura: 100....90...70....50...30!!!!
"No...please...no...." Jaune gasped.
The stairway ahead collapsed inward, rubble blocking the way. Patamon didn't even hesitate.

"Patamon digivolve to… ANGELMON!"

Radiance detonated through the tower. Wings of golden light tore free as Angemon seized Jaune and launched upward, smashing through smoke and fire, ascending the broken spine of Beacon Tower. They reached the summit and to the two their world ended.

Pyrrha knelt amid ash and flame, while Cinder Fall stood before her, relaxed, even amused.
Behind her, the Grimm Dragon loomed, wings unfurled like a crown of death. Jaune opened his mouth to scream... Then arrow pierced Pyrrha's chest. Time shattered, Angemon froze midair. Jaune's sword slipped from his hand.
Cinder stepped forward, fire blooming lazily in her palm.

Pyrrha looked up, confused, then apologetic upon seeing jaune and angelmon.
Her last words to them. "I'm sorry…" The fire then consumed her, and Pyrrha burned away, her very light, then her ashes andmemory scattering into the night.

To this everything went silence. You couldn't even hear a pin drop. Then the cruel laughter, came. Cinder turned and smirked at them.
"Oh. You made it, just not in time"
She glanced at Angemon. "…You're nothing."
Something inside Jaune collapsed beyond repair. The roar that tore from him and Angemon was not human, Nor Digimon.

It was grief, rage, and despair given sound.
Angemon screamed as his light destabilized violently. Golden radiance fractured, veins of shadow ripping through it as his wings charred black at the edges.
"Jaune, stop...this power....!" Patamon cried as his form began to tear apart.
Jaune stepped forward, a buried instinct, told him to move to angelmon and to unleash on their bond.
His aura corrupted with rage and desipair and self loathing shattered outward like glass, before shooting towards angelmon. If anyone were to see thay aura there they would be terrified and disgusted by its look.
A mechanical voice corrupted and tainted shouted out
"Biomerge."
A pillar of darkness snapped out wrapping around Jaune and Angelmon while piercing the heavens.
The sky ripped open, and the symbol of pride is brazen across the sky.


Jaune and Angemon were torn apart and crushed together simultaneously, flesh, soul, data, and despair fused in screaming agony.
Armor expanded into titanic black-gold plates etched with writhing runes. Wings multiplied, twelve vast pinions, half divine, half abyssal, blotting out the battlefield. Seven broken crowns ignited above a horned, monstrous visage.

At the center of the colossal chest, Jaune's face was sealed into living armor, eyes burning like dying stars.The tower buckled, The Grimm Dragon recoiled for the first time in its long life it feel terror. Reality screamed. And the voice of jaune and patamon joined together but twisted roar out.LUCEMON: SHADOWLORD MODE
After the pillair peels away, to cinder terror filled eyes, she sees Doom Manifested.
It dwarfed the Grimm Dragon completely, its head level with Beacon's highest spires, wings stretching beyond the horizon. Gravity collapsed inward; buildings cracked and sank as if the world itself were kneeling.

Lucemon did not rage, He observed. Like a cat watching a room full of mice.
Grimm surged feeling fear but not knowing what to do charge at the creature causing it.
White Fang regrouped, frighten seeing a true monster for the first time. Atlesian airships locked weapons and fired.
Lucemon tilted his head, Curious. Just spoke softly but everyone heard it a cruel two toned voice filled with pride and cruelty
"Divine Atonement"

One crown ignited, then a thin beam lanced downward, surgically erasing a single Grimm horde. Lucemon paused,curious at its new toys.
Then all seven crowns flared. The beam widened, sweeping slowly across the battlefield, deliberate, methodical. Grimm vanished without residue. White Fang lines unraveled mid-scream. Robots were stripped to nothing.

The Grimm Dragon was caught at the edge, one wing erased, then its torso, before the beam fully consumed it. It never finished roaring.
Lucemon then inhaled, then fired ...Purgatorial Flame.
Ashen-gold and black flame poured forth in controlled waves, herding survivors into open ground. Those too slow collapsed silently as despair crushed them before the fire erased their forms. Lucemon exhaled again.

Nothing remained, of their wretched lives.
Above, Atlesian airships fired everything, at lucemon SM,
He just raised Gehenna and with its Absolute Nullification, the Missiles vanished, Lasers died and nothing hurt him

Lucemon turned the orb skyward.he then used his Wrath of Darkness.

A ray lanced upward, passing between ships first, distorting gravity and space. At first it looked like it missed then it adjusted.
One cruiser's engine detonated, another was split along its hull, spiraling down in flames.
A third lost power entirely, crashing into Beacon's lower city in a thunderous explosion. It was calculated by lucemon SM that was where the white fang were fleeing towards to but not anymore.

Lucemon watched ships fall, with a cruel grin on its monstrous face.

Upon seeing this tbe White Fang survivors ran, in every direction.
A small flap of its wings Lucemon descended among them. Each footstep shattered stone and bone.

A casual motion of claws. He unleashed his next attack imension Slasher.
Thw very Reality tore open beside those fleeing soldiers.
Some vanished instantly, maybe they got a better fate Others screamed, cut off as the rift closed, locking them to a fate worse then death.
Lucemon did not hurry, he savoured every strike.

Finally...the grand prize, Cinder, herself
She stood alone, weapons shaking, so terrified that she couldn't even move. Lucemon loomed over her. Gehenna drifted closer.She fired hoping to hit and do something but the attack vanished. Lucemon then lowered one claw.

And fired his next attack:Wrath of Darkness
A narrow beam carved a chasm beside her, the shockwave hurling her across stone and shattering her aura completely. Lucemon raised his claws again and used Dimension Slasher agai
Space split open behind her, endless darkness waiting.
The claw hovered there.
Waiting.
But at the last moment Inside the colossal chest, Jaune's eyes flickered.
Memories surfaced, training, laughter, Pyrrha believing in him. "Be better than them."
His resloved The claw trembled, Then withdrew.
The rift closed.
Jaune's voice mixed with pained voice of patamon thundered from within, calm and absolute. "Death would be mercy." "You do not deserve it, but may return when i feel like it" Lucemon turned away.

Cinder collapsed, sobbing, alive, being pulled away to safety by Emerald who is missing an arm, thanking anyone that can hear her that she lived. The seven crowns dimmed, then Gehenna shrank.the very Shadow and light that was all but consuming, imploded inward. To anyome watching, The god vanished, High atop the ruined tower, Jaune Arc lay unconscious. Patamon lay beside him, reverted to a digiegg. The digiegg is just dim, but alive.

While Beacon burned.
Airships lay shattered across the city.
And everyone who survived understood the truth:That night, judgment walked the world.
And it chose restraint.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The Beacon library was quiet after hours, moonlight slanting through the high windows and painting silver stripes across the tables. Jaune and Blake sat across from each other, a stack of old philosophy texts between them like a no-man's-land. The rest of the teams had gone to bed. This was supposed to be "homework." Instead it had turned into something else entirely.

Blake's ears were flat, her voice low and sharp. "You don't get it, Jaune. You waltz in with your speeches and your dramatic poses and suddenly Adam respects you. He listens to you. I spent years trying to pull him back, and you do it in one conversation because you both think explosions are deep."

Jaune leaned forward, elbows on the table, utterly earnest. "It's not about the explosions, Blake. It's hot-blooded manliness! When two warriors clash with everything they've got—ideals, swords, auras—it forges a bond! Even between enemies! That's how respect is born!"

Blake stared at him, amber eyes narrowing. "Hot-blooded manliness."

"Exactly!" Jaune spread his hands, completely missing the danger signs. "It's like… the fire of battle burns away all the petty stuff and leaves only truth! That's why Adam and I get each other. We're rivals, yeah, but there's honor in it!"

Blake's fingers drummed once on the table. "It only counts if you're both shirtless, covered in oil, grunting dramatically while you grapple against one another! In pure hotblooded yaoi man love!"

Dead silence.

Jaune blinked. Once. Twice. His brain blue-screened.

Blake's ears shot straight up as her own words registered. Her face went scarlet under the moonlight.

"I—I mean—that's not—" She stood so fast her chair scraped backward like a gunshot. "I said nothing. You heard nothing. Good night!"

She vaulted over the table—literally vaulted—grabbed Gambol Shroud from the chair, and vanished in a burst of shadow clones that scattered in six different directions.

Jaune sat there, mouth open, staring at the spot where she'd been.

"...Yaoi?" he whispered to the empty air.

One of Blake's abandoned shadow clones lingered just long enough to facepalm before popping out of existence.

 

[Bev]

Quick! Warn Adam! Both Jaune and him are in danger from Blake!