[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[zMADLAXz]

McCarthy was right

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I'm not nearly versed in political science or American history to comment on this.

So, related to Temporal step sibling war, how do you guys think about how Arjun and Saia's dates used to go.

I am inclined to think that their dates where like just them fighting and guerrilla warfare against the hundred Kauravas.

But there had to be some special thing here and there you know.

 

[digcat]

So, related to Temporal step sibling war, how do you guys think about how Arjun and Saia's dates used to go.

I am inclined to think that their dates where like just them fighting and guerrilla warfare against the hundred Kauravas.

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I can see that probably the same for Nic and Izabella as well.

 

[Gur40]

Jaune Wives Futures

Spoiler: who fits what

Emerald/Cinder , Winter/Weiss/May
Blake/Glynda[instructors], Jaune himself
??, Pyrrha/Yang/Arslan
Ruby

if your disagree please say your pick!

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Racoon Faunus

Spoiler: they do know Arturia and Emiya

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others with Jaune

Spoiler: hands up

tsundere fail

 

[AndrewJTalon]

I'm not nearly versed in political science or American history to comment on this.

So, related to Temporal step sibling war, how do you guys think about how Arjun and Saia's dates used to go.

I am inclined to think that their dates where like just them fighting and guerrilla warfare against the hundred Kauravas.

But there had to be some special thing here and there you know.

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A few assassination attempts too.

 

[KarasAdamas]

Ren: You fool. You've doomed my pelvis.

Nora: so what's my new sister-in-sexual-pleasure named?

Official: Princess Mai Shiranui *he shows them a picture*

Nora: brothers damn she makes yang look like Weiss with those things!

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I need to see this idea being expanded. If Jaune's the King of Vale, married to Princess Blake of Menagerie, and then having Emperor Ren of Mistral as his Blood-Brother would form a new super power in the world.

 

[John Jackson]

I need to see this idea being expanded. If Jaune's the King of Vale, married to Princess Blake of Menagerie, and then having Emperor Ren of Mistral as his Blood-Brother would form a new super power in the world.

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That's some Weber level monarchy fantasy right there …wait would that make Atles the only democracy?

 

[Sliverhero]

That's some Weber level monarchy fantasy right there …wait would that make Atles the only democracy?

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Its a full blown military dictorship but it is stuck in a civil war with the Loyalist who want to restore the monarchy while dealing with the faction that wants the companions in charges (this factions has all the mercs, bandits and free lance Huntsmen on its side)

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The common room was absolute chaos.

Jaune paced like a caged Beowolf, scroll clutched in one white-knuckled hand, voice cracking on every call. "She's not at the playground. Not at the library. Not answering her scroll—wait, she doesn't have a scroll, she's four!"

Ruby was halfway out the window, Crescent Rose half-unfolded. "I'll check the cliffs! She loves the view!"

Weiss had already pulled up the academy's security feeds on her scroll, muttering, "If that child has been kidnapped-!"

Blake's ears were flat under her bow, shadows flickering at her feet. "I knew I should've put a tracker on her shoes."

Yang cracked her knuckles, hair sparking. "Whoever took her is getting punched into next week."

Pyrrha stood rigid in the doorway, spear gripped too tight. "We should split up. I'll take the training fields—"

The door slid open with a cheerful ding.

Mint strolled in like she owned the place, black hair bouncing, a playful glint in her mismatched eyes. On her hip sat Mia, happily licking a massive strawberry-chocolate swirl cone, both cheeks smeared with ice cream and a sticky grin on her face. Mint's other hand held an identical cone for herself.

Silence crashed over the room.

Jaune's scroll clattered to the floor. "MIA ARC!"

Mia's ears drooped instantly. "Papa…?"

Jaune crossed the room in three strides, voice tight but controlled. "You cannot just disappear like that! No note, no telling anyone, nothing! We thought someone took you! Mint, you can't just—!"

Mia's lip wobbled. The ice cream started to drip forgotten onto the floor as big tears welled in her blue eyes. "I-I'm sorry… Mint said it was a surprise… and ice cream…"

The tears spilled over.

Jaune's anger evaporated like mist. He dropped to his knees and pulled her into his arms, cone and all, hugging her tight against his hoodie.

"Hey, hey, shhh. I'm not mad at you, kitten. I was scared. I love you so much and I got really worried. You can't run off without telling me, okay? Promise?"

Mia sniffled into his shoulder, nodding hard.

"Promise…"

Mint watched the whole thing with a soft, almost shy expression. She lifted her hands and signed slowly and clearly so everyone could see:

<I'm sorry. I thought it would be fun. She was safe the whole time.>

Jaune exhaled, still holding Mia close, and gave Mint a tired but genuine look. "I know you care about her. I do. Just… next time, tell someone. Please."

Mint's smirk returned, slow and dangerous. She signed again, then rested one hand boldly on Jaune's shoulder, leaning in with a wink hot enough to melt steel.

<As recompense… I could always give her a little sibling.>

The room exploded.

Ruby squeaked so loud her voice cracked. "EXCUSE ME?!"

Yang's hair flared like a bonfire. "Oh you did NOT just—"

Weiss's rapier half-unsheathed with an icy chime. "You absolute harlot—!"

Blake's shadows multiplied in outrage. "Mint, I swear on every book I own—"

Pyrrha's spear slammed tip-down into the floor hard enough to crack the tile. Her voice was dangerously calm.

"I will politely ask you to remove your hand from his shoulder before I politely remove your arm."

Nora, from her perch on the couch, cackled like a hyena. "Ten lien says she actually does it!"

Ren just sipped his tea, hiding a tiny, amused smile behind the cup.

"Sucker bet."

Jaune remained frozen, bright red from neck to ears, mouth opening and closing with zero sound coming out. Mia, still tucked against his chest, looked up curiously.

"Papa, what's a harlot?"

Jaune made a strangled noise.

Mint just winked again, gave his shoulder one last playful squeeze, and sauntered out the door like she hadn't just dropped a live grenade into the middle of the room.

 

[Ardrianian]

Chaos Gremlin Neo strikes again! The ladies really need to get their feet out of da Nile, but it is delicious to see them squirm seeing potential progeny in the form of Mia.

 

[TheFabulousCustodes]

"Papa, what's a harlot?"

Jaune made a strangled noise.

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Weiss - "They're the women on the fronts of Blake's books."

 

[Handspan]

Weiss - "They're the women on the fronts of Blake's books."

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And now I'm reminded of a song my brother once ran across "there's a bimbo on the cover of my book".

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

I am very much not surprised Neo would do that

 

[Gur40]

Sisters

Spoiler: 1 braincell

wish they had more moments

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Ruby tired

Spoiler: before and after

she was finally of age to join Beacon and had to be the worlds savior

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Team RWBY post Salem World

Spoiler: Jaune Reunion

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Beacon Era RNJR

Spoiler: Jaune turns on Big Brother mode

Nora and Ruby would have been unstoppable duo, Ren greying early

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A Jaune that knows he can't die until the Ever After and those around him reaction

Spoiler: Not Dead

Nothing Can Kill Him Worse, Every Other Fate However

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Port Life

Spoiler: His Wife

 

[throwjoe]

McCarthyism did a number on your country's old people man. I'm just kidding.

Nahh but for real though, I wasn't born in a country or era where the effects of communism would make me understand it to such an extent.

But I agree, while they did help out the people of Mantle afterwards, the whole thing was kinda their fault.

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Yah stealing supplies for a defensive structure that's not guarded instead of letting the army finish fortifying its main area before expanding out to secure more space is kinda silly

 

[AndrewJTalon]

• Name: Harlan Conrad
• Allusion: Cecil Stedman from Invincible, Chief Inspector Heat from Joseph Conrad's The Secret Agent
• Naming Process: Harlan is a sturdy, unpretentious Old English name meaning "rocky land" or "dweller at the rocky place," evoking a grounded, working-class reliability and quiet endurance. The surname Conrad is deliberately chosen to echo Joseph Conrad, the author of The Secret Agent, while sounding perfectly ordinary and unremarkable—like the kind of name you'd find on a factory foreman's badge or a mid-level government clerk's paperwork.
• Age: Late 40s
• Background: A career intelligence officer who rose through the ranks of Vale's National Security Bureau (the kingdom's shadowy equivalent to the CIA), Harlan Conrad spent decades operating in the grey spaces between law and necessity. Recruited young after demonstrating exceptional field aptitude during border skirmishes, he quickly became the Bureau's go-to operative for high-risk deniable operations—counter-terrorism, Grimm-related intelligence, and quiet neutralization of existential threats. He collaborated with Ozpin on several sensitive matters over the years, providing critical support to Beacon Academy and Huntsman teams, but never fully trusted the headmaster's enigmatic methods or hidden agendas. The eventual revelation of Ozpin's ancient history with Salem only deepened Conrad's wariness, though it never stopped him from doing what was required to protect Vale and Remnant. In the later stages of the war against Salem, Director Conrad became a crucial clandestine ally to Teams RWBY and JNPR, feeding them intelligence, arranging off-the-books support, and occasionally stepping into the field himself when conventional forces or Huntsmen could not act. He views the conflict not as a heroic saga but as a grim existential struggle for humanity's survival—one in which he is prepared to sacrifice almost anything, including his own soul, to ensure Remnant endures.
• Race: Human
• Emblem: A stylized crow perched on a broken scale of justice, one wing formed from interlocking gears—symbolizing the necessary imbalance of moral compromise in service of greater order
• Weapon: "Quiet Reckoning": A compact, suppressed bullpup carbine with modular Dust attachments for non-lethal takedowns or precision kills. It folds into a briefcase for discreet carry. Secondary armament includes a retractable combat knife and a variety of concealed espionage tools.
• Semblance: "Shift"
  • Harlan can perform short-range teleportation (up to roughly 15 meters) by momentarily phasing his body through space. The ability is extremely loud, producing a sharp, thunder-like crack accompanied by a visible distortion wave and burst of displaced air. Because the noise and visual signature compromise stealth and draw immediate attention, he uses it sparingly, usually only as a last-resort escape or repositioning tool in dire situations.
• Appearance: Average height with a lean, unremarkable build that allows him to blend into crowds. Neatly trimmed salt-and-pepper hair, sharp hazel eyes behind practical wire-rimmed glasses, and a perpetually tired but focused expression. His face bears faint lines from years of stress and sleepless nights, giving him the look of a weary civil servant rather than a field operative.
• Outfit: Standard Bureau attire: Well-tailored dark suits in charcoal or navy, crisp white shirts, understated ties, and a long overcoat for concealing weapons or documents. In the field he favors practical tactical vests under civilian layers, always prioritizing functionality and inconspicuousness over flash.
• Personality: Deeply pragmatic and coldly professional, Harlan Conrad is a man who has accepted that saving the world often requires doing terrible things. He genuinely loves Remnant, its fragile beauty, its people, its stubborn will to survive, and this love fuels his willingness to bear moral burdens others cannot. He performs his duties with quiet efficiency and visible reluctance, hating every necessary evil while refusing to shy away from them. Conrad maintains strict personal boundaries he will never articulate to anyone; crossing those invisible lines is something he dreads more than death. He is dryly humorous in private moments, loyal to those who earn it, and utterly ruthless when the stakes demand it. His distrust of Ozpin runs bone-deep, viewing the immortal as a dangerous gambler with humanity's fate, yet he will still work alongside anyone (including Ozpin's proxies) if it advances the goal of defeating Salem. In the end, Harlan Conrad sees himself as a necessary sacrifice: a man willing to damn himself so that Remnant's children do not have to.
• Notes: As Director of Special Operations for the Valean National Security Bureau, Conrad operates with significant autonomy and plausible deniability. He provides RWBY and JNPR with critical intelligence, black-budget resources, and occasional direct intervention during their later campaigns against Salem's forces. While he respects the young Huntsmen's idealism, he quietly prepares contingency plans in case their heroism is not enough. His Semblance's noisy nature forces him to rely more on preparation, misdirection, and human intelligence than flashy powers—making him a grounded, calculating presence amid superpowered conflicts. He has no illusions about being a hero; he simply intends to ensure that, one way or another, humanity survives the coming darkness.

 

[Gur40]

Rusted Knight Forgetting

Spoiler: Faces

Paper Pleasers helped him alot to remember colors of his friends

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But Your Baby

Spoiler: Jaune and Wife

Which is Jaune?

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Weiss Pre-Beacon seeing her future?
Friendships

Spoiler: Stupidity

And Relationships

Spoiler: Whiteknight