[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[Sliverhero]

What I am hearing is that Jaune can pull a Goku and make Cinder choke on his big, strong, plentiful Aura, and as she is brought to her knees by the sheer mass of the Aura, Ruby, actually disables her powers using her Silver Eyes (making all that absorbed Aura from Jaune blow up as there is no container to hold it any more), and then Snipes her goddamn Cerebellum off.

. . .

Nahhhh that is too smart and makes too much sense as a strategy for CRWBY to implement.

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What CRWBY probably would have done is cinder betrays Salem and using her GRIMM ARM GIVING TO HER BY SALEM to somehow drain Salem powers and forcing the summoning of the Brother gods where only because Team Rwby is together that they save the day and not wipe out everything and start again

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The late afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of Ozpin's office, casting a warm, golden light across the room. Professor Oobleck had handed Mia off with his usual whirlwind energy, leaving the little girl standing in the middle of the grand space, ears twitching as she looked around curiously.

Ozpin sat behind his large desk, a gentle smile on his face as he regarded the small visitor.

"Ah, Miss Mia Arc," he said warmly, gesturing to the comfortable chair across from him. "It seems I have the honor of looking after you this afternoon. Would you like some cookies and milk while we wait for your father?"

Mia nodded shyly and climbed into the chair, her legs dangling. Ozpin poured her a small glass of milk and offered a plate of sugar cookies. Once she was settled with her snack, he leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled.

"Would you like to hear a story, Mia?"

Her ears perked up immediately. "Yes please!"

Ozpin's voice took on a soft, storytelling cadence as he began.

"Once upon a time, there was a Foolish Knight and a Girl who lived in a Tower…"

He told the tale with quiet gravity. How the Foolish Knight climbed the tower and saved the lonely Girl. How they fell in love, married, and together mastered powerful magic. How the Knight eventually fell ill and died, leaving the Girl heartbroken. How, in her grief, she delved into forbidden arts and brought him back — making them both immortal.

"But the magic she used came from a dark place," Ozpin continued, voice growing heavier. "It consumed her from within. She tried to hide the darkness from the Knight, but it grew stronger and stronger until it took her completely. The Knight was forced to fight the woman he loved. Their battle became a terrible war that scarred the entire world… and even shattered the moon into pieces."

Mia's eyes were wide, her half-eaten cookie forgotten in her hand.

"The Knight eventually sealed the Girl away in a new Dark Tower so she could not hurt anyone else," Ozpin finished softly. "And ever since, he has continued to fight her… hoping, perhaps, that one day she might be saved."

The room fell quiet.

Mia looked up at him with big, earnest blue eyes.

"Does the story have a happy ending?" she asked. "Even if it's really hard… if the Foolish Knight loves the Girl, then there has to be a happy ending! Right?"

Ozpin smiled, but it was a small, sad smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"That remains to be seen, little one," he said gently. "Not every story has a happy ending."

Mia's ears drooped. She frowned deeply, crossing her arms. "That's stupid."

Ozpin let out a quiet chuckle, the sound warm despite the melancholy in his gaze.

"Yes," he agreed softly. "It is rather stupid, isn't it?"

He reached across the desk and gently patted her hand.

"But sometimes… the foolish ones keep hoping anyway."

Mia thought about that for a long moment, then picked up her cookie again with renewed determination.

"When I grow up," she declared, "I'm gonna find the Girl in the Tower and give her a big hug. Then she won't be dark and scary anymore."

Ozpin's expression softened even further.

"I have no doubt you would try," he murmured. "And perhaps… that is exactly the kind of foolish hope the world needs."

They sat together in comfortable silence after that, Mia munching on cookies while Ozpin watched her with an ancient, weary fondness in his eyes.

 

[Orion Scimatarii]

Salem goes on a jaunt to see the world incognito and comes across Mia and gives her a hug. Please.

 

[Sliverhero]

The Ancient Way

The throne room of Evernight Castle was supposed to be the site of humanity's last stand. The air was thick with Grimm essence, Salem stood tall at the top of her stairs, and Cinder flanked her with that insufferable smirk.

Team RWBY had formed up. Oscar's hands were trembling. Even Ozpin's ancient consciousness was running through scenarios, finding none with a victory condition above twelve percent. "This is it," Ruby whispered, Crescent Rose drawn. "Everyone, together..."

"Wait."

Jaune Arc stepped forward. His shield was on his back. His sword was sheathed. His hands were empty. "Jaune, what are you doing?" Weiss hissed. He held up a single finger.

Salem raised an eyebrow. Even she, immortal queen of darkness, had to admit this was unusual. "Jaune, please," Oscar said nervously, hands raised. "We planned this for weeks..."

"Oscar. Oz. Everyone." Jaune took a deep breath. He rolled his shoulders. He cracked his neck. He looked Salem dead in her red eyes with the confidence of a man who had already won. "I'm using the Ancient Way."

Silence.

Complete and utter silence. Cinder's smirk faltered. "The what?" Yang blinked. "Is that a fighting style?" Blake's ears twitched. "I've read every combat manual in the White Fang library. I've never heard of..."

"It's not a fighting style," Jaune said, voice low and reverent. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a single d20 die. It was old. Chipped. The numbers were barely visible. Ruby gasped. "Is that Crocea Mors's hilt pommel?"

"No. This is older." Jaune held it up to the light. "This was my great-great-grandfather's. Passed down through the Arc line. Not the sword. This very thing.

Salem, for the first time in centuries, leaned forward slightly. "I declare..." Jaune pointed the die directly at Salem. "...a Seduction Roll." The room exploded. "JAUNE WHAT THE HELL.." Yang roared her hair blazing. "ARE YOU INSANE..." Weiss shouted "Is this legal?" Blake. "Jaune, buddy, I say this with love, that is Salem.." Ruby said concerned. Cinder looked like someone had just told her the moon was made of cheese. "You're WHAT?"

Even the Grimm in the corners seemed confused. One Seer literally just deflated a little.
Salem stared at him. Jaune stared back. He rolled. The die tumbled through the air with almost cinematic slowness. It hit the black stone floor, bounced once, twice, three times, and...

Clatter....Natural twenty. The number faced up like a glowing beacon of absolute bullshit. Nobody breathed. Oscar felt something shift deep in his consciousness. Ozpin, the ancient wizard, the man who had fought Salem across millennia, sat up straight in the back of Oscar's mind like he'd been electrocuted.

"No," Ozpin whispered in Oscar's head. Jaune pocketed the die with the energy of a man who just won the lottery and knew it. Salem looked at the die. Then she looked at Jaune. Then back at the die.

Her immortal, ancient, darkness-woven face did something none of them had ever seen before.
She blushed. "There's..." Salem cleared her throat. The Queen of the Grimm, the immortal scourge of Remnant, cleared her throat. "There is nothing I can do. The Ancient Way is... absolute." "WHAT?" Cinder shrieked.

"It's tradition," Salem said, as if this explained anything. "The roll was clean. Natural twenty. I am... bound." "YOU'RE BOUND BY A DICE ROLL?"
"Cinder, do not make me strip your Maiden powers again." Cinder shut up.

Salem descended the stairs with an eerie grace. She took Jaune's arm like they were attending a ball. "We will retire to the east wing. Do not disturb us." She paused, looked back at Team RWBY, and added with complete seriousness: "For any reason." And then the Queen of the Grimm walked off with Jaune Arc, who gave his friends a double thumbs up as he was led away.

The east wing door closed with a sound that would haunt them forever....Click.

Team RWBY, Oscar, and Cinder stood in the throne room in absolute silence for forty-five seconds. "...Did that just happen?" Ruby asked weakly. "No," Weiss said firmly. "It didn't."
"Then where's Jaune?" Yang said, pointing at the empty space where their friend used to be.

Nobody had an answer. They set up camp in the throne room because none of them could process leaving. Ruby sat on the stairs hugging her knees. Yang kept opening and closing her mouth. Weiss had started furiously writing in a notebook, possibly trying to logic her way out of what she'd witnessed. Blake was reading through every book she'd brought and what she found in the library after seeing it when they were looking for the throne room. She then started to look for any reference to "the Ancient Way."

Cinder was just standing in the corner, arms crossed, staring at the east wing door like it had personally insulted her. "I trained for years," Cinder muttered. "YEARS. I killed, I schemed, I sacrificed everything to get close to her power. And this... this *blond idiot* just...." She made a sound like a teakettle reaching boiling point.
"You're not taking this well," Blake observed.

"SHUT UP."

Oscar was sitting against a pillar, quietly having the most surreal conversation of his life.
"Ozpin?" "Yes?" "What is the Ancient Way?"
A very long pause.

"It is... exactly what it sounds like."

"And that's... a real thing? People just roll dice to...to..."

"It predates the kingdoms, actually. Before the formalization of Aura manipulation, before Semblance documentation, before Huntsmen academies... there were other traditions."

"Traditions where you just ROLL TO SEDUCE?"

"The die was sacred. The roll was absolute. Even Salem, in her youth, respected the tradition. We all did." Oscar stared at nothing. "You knew about this?"

"I did not expect young Mr. Arc to be aware of it. The Arc family... they were always an interesting line."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US? We could have just ROLLED on Salem!" "It doesn't work if the other party doesn't acknowledge the tradition. Salem acknowledged it. That's the only reason it..."

Oscar then relays the information to the others.
After that a sound starts to echo from the east wing. It was muffled. It was structural. It may have been furniture. Everyone froze. "That's... the wall," Blake said slowly. "La la la la la," Ruby said, pressing her hands over her ears.

"I'm going to kill him," Cinder said quietly. "I'm going to kill him and then I'm going to find whoever invented that die and kill them too."
"You can't kill the tradition, Cinder," Yang said hollowly. "It's older than kingdoms."
"I'LL FIND A WAY."

Day One

They tried to leave. The Grimm outside wouldn't let them. The castle was impenetrable. They were, effectively, trapped. The sounds from the east wing were... educational. "I didn't know Salem could make that sound," Ruby whispered, rocking back and forth. "She's immortal, Ruby. She's had millennia to practice," Yang said, staring blankly at a wall.

Weiss had torn up her notebook and was now staring at the ceiling. "I could have been a singer. I could have been anything. Why am I here." Blake gave up on research. The books didn't cover this. Nothing covered this.
Cinder tried to break down the east wing door. She bounced off it. There was some kind of barrier. "TRADITION PROTECTION, why does the barriersay that " she screamed. "TRADITION....BLOODY... PROTECTION."

Oscar sat in the corner. Ozpin had gone suspiciously quiet. "Ozpin?"
"I am meditating."
"You're hiding."
"...Oscar I am meditating."


Day Two:

They found food in the castle kitchens. None of them could eat much at the moment. The structural sounds had shifted to a rhythm. A terrible, immortal rhythm that none of them could unhear. "He's been going for... what, thirty hours straight?" Yang said. "Aura," Blake said.
"Aura doesn't work like that.?" Yang questioned
"His Semblance is literally about amplifying. Maybe he's... amplifying." Blake wondered.
Weiss threw a plate. "I want to go home," Weiss said, with the vulnerability of a woman who had seen too much.

Ruby had stopped talking entirely. She just communicated through aggressive thumb-up gestures that felt more threatening than encouraging. Cinder had sat down next to them at some point. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, apparently, when the enemy is the sound of Jaune Arc satisfying the Queen of the Grimm through load-bearing walls.

"I hate this," Cinder said. "We know," everyone replied. "I hate this SO MUCH." "We KNOW." Team rwby shouted back

Day Three:

The sounds stopped at dawn. The silence was somehow worse. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. They sat in the throne room like soldiers waiting for an all-clear siren. The east wing door opened.

Jaune walked out first. He was... fine. Completely fine. Whistling. His hair was a little messy but he had the energy of a man who had just had the best weekend of his entire life and then some.

Behind him, Salem emerged. The Queen of the Grimm was... Her hair was down. She was wearing what appeared to be one of Jaune's spare shirts. She was standing slightly behind him. They looked again and she is slightly behind him and blushing. The most powerful being on Remnant was standing behind Jaune Arc like a shy prom date.

Team RWBY's collective sanity left the building.
"I have an announcement," Salem said.
Nobody responded. Ruby's eye twitched.
Salem cleared her throat. "In accordance with the Ancient Way and the sacred bond of the natural twenty, I hereby declare a truce between myself and the forces of humanity. This truce shall persist for the duration of Jaune Arc's natural life, and shall extend to all of his direct descendants in perpetuity."

Cinder's eye developed a tic. "Furthermore," Salem continued, and her voice wavered in a way that none of them had ever heard, "I will be... stepping back from my campaign. The Grimm will withdraw from active aggression. I will be... relocating. To Patch." "TO PATCH?" Yang shrieked. "Jaune has suggested it has a lovely climate."

"HE SUGGESTED...." Salem held up a hand. Yang stopped. Even she wasn't immune to the aura of a woman who had just experienced whatever the last three days had been. "There is, however..." Salem paused. Her immortal composure cracked just slightly. Her cheeks darkened. "I require... assistance." "Assistance with what?" Oscar asked carefully.
Salem looked at Jaune. Jaune gave her a reassuring smile. She looked back at the group.

"He is... too much." Dead silence.
"He's too much," Salem repeated, and her voice held the tone of someone confessing to a war crime. "I am immortal. I have endured centuries of solitude, war, loss, and agony. I have never once... once... felt overwhelmed. But Jaune Arc does not stop. He does not stop. I have not slept in three days. I regenerated my entire body twice. My Aura, which I did not even know could be depleted, needs recovery."

She took a breath. "I need you people to help me manage him. I cannot do this alone. No one can do this alone." She pointed at Ruby. "You. Silver-eyed warrior. You will take shifts." Ruby made a sound like a dying animal. Salem pointed at Yang. "You seem sturdy. You're on rotation."

Yang looked at her fist, then at Salem, then at Jaune, and something behind her eyes simply gave up. Salem pointed at Weiss. "You seem organized. You will make schedules." Weiss, somehow, reached for a pen. Trauma was a hell of a drug. Salem pointed at Blake. "You will research if there are historical precedents for this level of... endurance. I need answers."

Blake, incredibly, opened a book. The Faunus need to know had been weaponized against them all. Salem pointed at Cinder. "No." "Jaune says you're part of this now." "I WILL BURN EVERYTHING..."

"Cinder." Jaune's voice was calm and warm. "It'll be fine." Cinder's mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. She sat down. Salem turned to Oscar. "You have Ozpin in your head. He knows the tradition. He will advise."

"I want no part of this," Ozpin said immediately in Oscar's mind. "You'll do it," Oscar muttered. "You'll do it because you're a responsible adult."

"I have made many mistakes over my lifetimes. This is not one I wish to add to...." "Ozpin."
"....Fine."

Salem nodded, satisfied. She took Jaune's arm again. "We will be relocating to Patch by the end of the week. I expect everyone there by Monday. There will be a chore wheel. There will be boundaries. There will be...." She faltered. "There will be rules." She looked up at Jaune with an expression that was equal parts devotion and exhaustion. "He agreed to every other weekend off." Every other weekend. The Queen of the Grimm had negotiated every other weekend and considered it a victory.

Jaune smiled his stupid, golden-retriever smile.
"This is going to be great, you guys." Ruby Rose, leader of Team RWBY, savior of Remnant, silver-eyed warrior, looked at her friends. They looked back. None of them had words. None of them would ever have words again. Cinder, enemy of humanity, slowly raised her hand. "Do I at least get my own room on Patch?" Salem considered this. "You will be in the guest house. With Blake."
"Why with Blake?" "Because she seems like she'll be reasonable about boundaries." Blake, mid-page-turn, went pale. Jaune clapped his hands together. "Alright! Team meeting to discuss the chore wheel at seven! Salem made snacks!" The Queen of the Grimm had made snacks. Remnant was saved...Yeah ...nobody felt saved.

"In all my centuries,"* Ozpin said quietly in Oscar's mind as they walked toward the exit, "I have never been more terrified, more confused, or more impressed." "Same," Oscar whispered.
"He rolled a natural twenty, Oscar. Against Salem."
"I know."

"The boy didn't even hesitate."

"I KNOW."

"....He knew. He absolutely knew."

Oscar stopped walking. The realization hit him like a truck. "He brought the die....He brought the die to the final battle."

Ozpin was silent for a long, long moment.

"The Arc family," he said finally, "has always been interesting." In the distance, Jaune could be heard asking Salem if she wanted to try a restaurant in Patch that had "really good pasta." Salem said yes. Cinder just screamed sick of the whole thing already.

The Ancient Way endured.

 

[Fusion Blaster]

Ren: I didn't know He was a bard.

Nora: FUCKING BARDS!

 

[Bev]

"You said lay the Queen."
"No. We said SLAY the Queen."
"And I did. She won't be an issue for some generations now."

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Weiss was the most direct.

She waited until they were alone in the library, then leveled Myrtenaster at his throat, eyes cold.

"My grandmother was a Nightsister of Dathomir. She made it very clear before she died: Jedi are to be killed on sight. No exceptions."

Jaune slowly raised his hands. "Uh… any particular reason?"

"They're annoying," Weiss deadpanned.

Jaune considered this. "That's fair. I can be pretty annoying."

Weiss's eye twitched. She lowered her rapier with a frustrated sigh.

"Damn it, Arc. Stop being so disarmingly earnest. It's making this very difficult."

"I'm making this difficult?"

"Yes! You-Your earnest honesty is so annoying! And how kind and sincere you are!" Weiss growled.

Jaune smiled.

"Well, thank you?"

"It wasn't a compliment!"

"Oh... Um... Sorry you feel that way?"

"UGH!" Weiss groaned. "Can't you recite some-some asinine condescending Jedi quote at me to make this easier?!"

"Easier for you to kill me? Why would I do that? I don't want to die," Jaune pointed out, "Plus, if you kill me you'll get in trouble."

Weiss flushed.

"I-Leave those details to me!"

"The details of you killing me? I mean, I'm involved so maybe I should know about them?" Jaune asked. Weiss scoffed.

"Do you think you're cute?!"

Jaune flushed.

"Well, my mom says so..."

"You-!" Weiss paused, and her eyes widened. "You... You're using a Jedi Mind Trick on me!"

Jaune blinked.

"I am?"

"YES! You-You're making yourself infuriatingly endearing so I won't murder you!" Weiss hissed. "It's diabolical-My grandmother and mother were right about you! You sadist! You're trying to make me feel GUILTY about killing you! Playing the charming idiot!"

Weiss stood up, walked around, and poked Jaune threateningly in his chest.

"Well it won't work! You-you idiot! I know your game!"

"Ummm..." Jaune blinked. "Okay?"

"So I'm going to kill you... When I'm good and ready!" She snarled. "You hear me? You can't escape me, Jaune Arc! I'LL TAKE YOUR LIFE!"

She spun around on her heels and stormed out the library, the double doors swinging in her wake. Jaune stared after her, then back over at Sun and Blake. The two were watching from nearby, Blake looking irritated and Sun looked amused.

"I have no idea what that was about," he said, mostly honestly.

Blake scowled, her ears twitching under her bow.

"Why am I not the center of attention?"

Sun and Jaune shared a commiserating, brotherly look. Best summed up in one word:

Women.

 

[LordofBones]

Isabel kissed the top of his head, then turned and pointed at her husband.

"And you," she said, eyes narrowing, "are sleeping on the couch tonight for keeping this from me for twenty years."

Nicholas accepted his fate with a dramatic sigh. "Yes, dear."

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Nick actually turns out to be a Sith Lord who got amnesia when he crash-landed and then regained his memories when he was already happily married, then decided he was happier as the amnesiac Jedi Apprentice and just continued on.

Nick: "Now, if something were to happen to my only son, I would be Most Displeased. In fact, I would be so displeased that your entire family's fate will be nothing more than a lingering memory in curse and nightmare. Understand? Good. Hey Izzy, I bet I can stuff ten pies in my mouth at the same time!"

The Ancient Way

"The Arc family," he said finally, "has always been interesting." In the distance, Jaune could be heard asking Salem if she wanted to try a restaurant in Patch that had "really good pasta." Salem said yes. Cinder just screamed sick of the whole thing already.

The Ancient Way endured.

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I'm surprised Weiss and/or Ruby weren't clawing at the doors, shrieking and demanding for their himbo knight to give them a turn.

 

[Sliverhero]

I'm surprised Weiss and/or Ruby weren't clawing at the doors, shrieking and demanding for their himbo knight to give them a turn.

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They deal8ng with the absurdly of Jaune successful seduce salem with a dice roll or that it was a thing in ancient times.
But once they have their turn in patch they will know why they need to assist salem with jaune

 

[Gur40]

If Power Rangers Meet Remnant

Spoiler: Pre Fall

&

Spoiler: post fall

There is a very good explanation for that

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Jaune is way to many timelines

Spoiler: Harem Jaune

Like Shirou before him!

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Shut Up Tyrian/Salem/Merlot!

Spoiler: Hope core

we need more shut up villain speaches!

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Volume 4 vibe

Spoiler: whismy with darkness

and then crwby droped the ball

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Cosplay in Remant has 2 sides

Spoiler: Store vs Fans

Spoiler: Black Core

and more Black fic jokes by FNKI

Spoiler: Writer/Artists

that totally isn't going to go horribly wrong

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Jaune had actually gotten Jedi training, despite his mother not wanting him to become a Huntsman. His father had done it, and it had let him get through the initiation. His training wasn't complete though: He'd have to go through what his father called "The Trials". And he'd managed to build his own lightsaber... After like, twenty tries.

Still! He was doing what he dreamed of doing, and he was happy. He'd even met some great friends! Like Pyrrha, who was happy to train him! A real live Mistral Regional Champion was his partner! She was so graceful, so beautifu-Nope! Nope, not thinking about her like that. Not at all.

She had also asked him to meet her on the rooftop for special training. How it was different from their regular training, he didn't know, but he was happy to do so!

He flipped up onto the roof and smiled at Pyrrha, who was standing on the edge of the roof. She was wearing a long black robe that waved gently in the twilight breeze.

"Hey Pyrrha!" Jaune said cheerfully.

Pyrrha turned and smiled at him.

"Hello Jaune! So... For tonight's training, I was thinking of something... A bit different!"

"Different?" Jaune asked, blinking, "Different how?"

Pyrrha dropped the robe, letting it slide off her amazing figure. Jaune's eyes bugged out. It wasn't like her regular outfit wasn't... Uh... Formfitting and flattering, but this tight black number was much more... Alluring, somehow. Especially with the black make up she had applied... And the red lightsaber she ignited-Wait what?!

"Huh?" Jaune managed. Pyrrha reached out to him.

"You are strong in the Force... And so am I," Pyrrha said, "But I follow the Darkside! For I am Sith!"

She spun her red lightsaber around dramatically. Jaune gaped in disbelief.

"No... You... You're a Sith?! How?!"

"The Darkside is the path to many abilities some may consider... Unnatural," Pyrrha purred, strutting towards him. Jaune shook his head rapidly.

"N-No! I mean, how?! My dad crashlanded here years ago-!"

"So did my mother!" Pyrrha declared, "She had been hunting your father! To end him and the rest of the Jedi Order so we might take our rightful place as rulers of the galaxy! So I must destroy you... Or you can join me! Together, we can conquer this puny world and bring ORDER to the Galaxy!"

Jaune shook his head. Everything his father had told him about the Sith came to his mind. All the pain, the suffering, the horror. He stood firm.

"I'll never join you!"

Pyrrha blinked.

"Wait, you won't?"

"NO!" Jaune declared. "That's EVIL! That's not what I signed up for!"

Pyrrha blinked.

"But... Um... Are you sure?"

Jaune blinked. He must have missed this part about Sith when his dad told him about them.

"Yes...?"

Pyrrha sighed.

"So I have to kill you now."

"Wait, now?!" Jaune yelped. Pyrrha nodded sadly.

"Yes... I-I don't want to!" Pyrrha insisted, "Really! You're a g-good friend! Like... My first..." She blushed, and giggled. "And I like being at Beacon and hiding your body is going to be a pain and... And I'll miss everything and..." She looked even more depressed, then scowled.

"But I must destroy you!"

She advanced on Jaune.

"Woah! Woah woah woah!" Jaune said, holding up his hands, "Why?"

"Because my mother said I must destroy any Jedi who refuses to submit to me!" Pyrrha declared. Jaune racked his brain frantically for ideas... When it hit him.

"Well... I mean, do you really have to? I mean, uh... You only tried to seduce me to the Darkside this one time. And you failed."

Pyrrha blinked. She flushed.

"I-It's the first time I've tried!" She insisted, "You're the first Jedi I've ever met!"

"So," Jaune pointed out, "Maybe you should, uh... Keep trying? I mean, you've never done this before. And uh... Don't you have to eventually kill your master? You'll need an apprentice and uh, well, I'm here right?"

Pyrrha blinked and considered his words. She nodded.

"That's true... I suppose that's why you were chosen to be team leader," Pyrrha mused. She beamed. "YES! I will keep trying to seduce you to the Darkside! Then we can rule together... Well I'll rule and then you'll be my apprentice and..." She frowned. "Oh, then you'll have to kill me to prove you're stronger... That's not good..."

"Ummm... I'm sure there's an exception for... Friends. Or other?" Jaune grasped at straws. Pyrrha blushed bright red, and nodded happily.

"Y-Yes! I'm sure there is! Again, wonderful Jaune! Oh! Or maybe we could trade off being apprentice and master?"

"Yes... Good idea," Jaune managed. Pyrrha hugged him happily.

"Oh, we're going to rule this world so WELL! I didn't really want the spotlight! Having you alongside will make conquest so much easier!"

"It... Sure will," Jaune managed, patting her back.

 

[Bev]

...You sure Jaune is a Jedi? Then again gaslighting is a go to technique for the Jedi.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

...You sure Jaune is a Jedi? Then again gaslighting is a go to technique for the Jedi.

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Well there is such a thing as "Form Zero", that is, defeating an enemy without drawing your lightsaber using your words. While it can refer to diplomacy... It can also refer to bullshitting. And plenty of Jedi used it.

 

[Bev]

Well there is such a thing as "Form Zero", that is, defeating an enemy without drawing your lightsaber using your words. While it can refer to diplomacy... It can also refer to bullshitting. And plenty of Jedi used it.

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Come to think of it, based on SWTOR, seducing hot Sith is also a Jedi past time... Yeah, I romanced Lana Beniko as a Jedi Shadow.

 

[John Jackson]

Come to think of it, based on SWTOR, seducing hot Sith is also a Jedi past time... Yeah, I romanced Lana Beniko as a Jedi Shadow.

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Luke's knowing somewhere in the force
"He's master the the greatest power of form 0 …unintended seduction "

 

[NightDranzer]

Luke's knowing somewhere in the force
"He's master the the greatest power of form 0 …unintended seduction "

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Oh yeah, HE would know XD.

 

[John Jackson]

Oh yeah, HE would know XD.

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Jaune gets from the depths of the force
"Go for the redhead "

 

[Abramus5250]

Well there is such a thing as "Form Zero", that is, defeating an enemy without drawing your lightsaber using your words. While it can refer to diplomacy... It can also refer to bullshitting. And plenty of Jedi used it.

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Pyrrha versus Cinder in this universe is going to go much differently. Cinder's gonna have a hard time shooting her arrows when she's being both Force-choked and electrocuted by Force lightning. Oh, and the lightsaber, can't forget about that.

Jaune: wait, Pyrrha, don't kill her! She has intel on the mastermind behind all of this!

Pyrrha, still electrocuting Cinder as she keeps thrashing around on the ground: but Jaune, I need to do this! She threatened to take you away from me, and nobody takes away my boyfr- I mean apprentice!

Jaune: Pyrrha, if you stop, I'll… I'll help you overthrow your master! Just the two of us, I promise

Pyrrha, stopping her Force Lightning with a gleeful gasp: you will?!?

 

[Sliverhero]

Jaune gets from the depths of the force
"Go for the redhead "

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He turns around and sees all the force ghosts both jedi and sith arguing over which paring should happpen

 

[AndrewJTalon]

So... Here are some rejected ideas I had for The Arc Clan snippets:

-The Powerpuff Girls: Professor Utonium was Isabel Arc's friend from college who asks her for some parenting advice when he accidentally creates the girls. As a result, Jaune and the Powerpuff Girls grow up together as childhood friends. And they fly into Beacon to visit. They aren't allowed to compete in Vytal because they're WAY too powerful... But then I realized that even toned down, they are too broken to put into RWBY.

-Esdeath as Weiss' aunt. I might still figure out a way to put her in but Weiss being isolated is a core part of her character and a general in Atlas's military is hard for even Jacques to keep away.

-Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat as Weiss' distant relation. She went off to be a thief, and flirts a lot with Jaune Arc's very distant cousin, Peter Parker aka Spider-Man. A lot of moving parts to fit together.

-Gaara of the Sand as Pyrrha's relative from Eastern Mistral, the God of the Sand. Good friends with Naruto Uzumaki of Fuujin. Likes Jaune. Not sure how to parse things.

What are your ideas?

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

LoL Jaunes using the unintentional Jedi rizz to seduce a Sith. Not like that hasn't happened hundreds of times already. The fact fact he's a partial Himbo just makes it funnier

 

[John Jackson]

LoL Jaunes using the unintentional Jedi rizz to seduce a Sith. Not like that hasn't happened hundreds of times already. The fact fact he's a partial Himbo just makes it funnier

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"I am a Himbo like my father before me"

 

[CountvonBarnOwl]

Crossposting from SB:

So... Here are some rejected ideas I had for The Arc Clan snippets:

-The Powerpuff Girls: Professor Utonium was Isabel Arc's friend from college who asks her for some parenting advice when he accidentally creates the girls. As a result, Jaune and the Powerpuff Girls grow up together as childhood friends. And they fly into Beacon to visit. They aren't allowed to compete in Vytal because they're WAY too powerful... But then I realized that even toned down, they are too broken to put into RWBY.

-Esdeath as Weiss' aunt. I might still figure out a way to put her in but Weiss being isolated is a core part of her character and a general in Atlas's military is hard for even Jacques to keep away.

-Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat as Weiss' distant relation. She went off to be a thief, and flirts a lot with Jaune Arc's very distant cousin, Peter Parker aka Spider-Man. A lot of moving parts to fit together.

-Gaara of the Sand as Pyrrha's relative from Eastern Mistral, the God of the Sand. Good friends with Naruto Uzumaki of Fuujin. Likes Jaune. Not sure how to parse things.

What are your ideas?

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Yeah, Powerpuff Girls = way too broken.

Esdeath, not dissimilar to Raven, but handled by a competent writer, and with coherent and discernable thought patterns. She (well, her and Solf J. Kimblee, but that is a discussion for another time) is the standard that Raven is measured against, and falls short of. A competent writer would have made Raven more like Esdeath.

It doesn't help that in the one Raven vs Adam doujin I like the Branwen tribe are all basically just a forest tribe of Akames with Esdeath's personality. There's a scary thought, and an explanation as to why they do as well as they do living in a world full of Grimm.

Of course, there is no way to bring her into Weiss' family because, well, because she is basically anime girl Bai Qi with the powerset of a One Piece character.

If the White Fang were trying to kill her there would not be a White Fang anymore.

And she'd probably turn Jacques into a red smear on the back wall.

And, as the bottomless well of evidence that is Raven demonstrates, there's no point to her character if you tone her down.

And one useless Raven with a misfiled Rule 4 excuse leveraging a familial connection that did not need to be elaborated upon if nothing can practicably be done with it is already one too many.

She's like the Powerpuff Girls on that front and you already made the case for me.

Don't know enough about Spiderman except the 2002 movie trilogy and that Felicia has the best fanart of all of Spidey's love interests. But I cannot help but notice that she has the same name as general Hardy. If you do include her, would she perhaps be a bastard, or a girl who switched to thievery when she got bored of living a life as a member of Atlas' most distinguished families. So in addition to being a PR disaster for certain forces in Atlas, a way to give Weiss a personal connection to...

No wait, dammit...

White Fang is definitely trying to kill her for being a Schnee, and a Hardy, probably not succeeding.

Gaara. Of the characters that you've given, he is the most workable. Even on a thematic level with the way each works with their powers and the fact that they both really need some other dude's help to achieve friendship and social competence. That one hand reaching out for them, bonding over that, interacting, learning off of one-another's experiences. That can actually work.

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Now if you want my suggestions...

I would say Solf J. Kimblee. He's not so broken that he, rightly done, will trivialize any fight with anyone besides Salem. He fulfills a role story wise that Raven has proven is beyond her competence.


But the problem with Kimblee is that he is too honest, too consistent. He is rational, pragmatic, and practical (in his own way). While he is capable of reining himself in for the sake of practicality (he did get his State Alchemist certification and therefore, major's commission, and got promoted to lieutenant colonel in the 2003 adaptation if I remember rightly but I do not think that counts) he will never act in a manner inconsistent with his own beliefs or betray his own convictions. That is the point to him. He is completely amoral because he thinks it is the only honest and consistent theory on philosophy and understanding the world that doesn't make you a hypocrite. That is why a character like Kimblee works. He is not malicious, hypocritical, or acting in bad faith when he puts every other character's beliefs to the question. He is there to make the characters think about their own worldview, his purpose in the story is to make them not just come up with their own answer, but to both ensure and hope that they chose wisely. He is there to show us that the other characters are flawed in their logic and judgments, and thereby, that they are human.


But, as I said, he really wouldn't work out in a setting like this and characters like these for purposes as you have proposed, because a single inconsistency or moral compromise, and you're not dealing with Kimblee anymore, nor is Kimblee's question to the other characters put in good faith. You've just got another Raven, and as I have stated with Esdeath, I am trying to avoid that.


However, were I to try to make Kimblee work, I would say make him a Branwen, a cousin of Qrow and Raven, one who seeing the way that the tribe pisses on everything he stands for, killed a bunch of them, and walked off.


I have a few loose ideas of how he becomes a known in the plot. Qrow's Semblance sees them in the same train car for instance and they both look up when they hear the name Branwen, and see each other look up when they here the name Branwen.


Or, I can see him and Yang ending up spending the night in the same jail cell and Yang realizing that that the guy has the same last name as her mom.


But the conversations he would have with the other characters. Those would be fun.


I'd suggest Roy Mustang but I feel like I'd be slandering every competently done military officer in fiction by putting him in any setting even tangentially related to RWBY.


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One of my AU's basically has Penny grow into ALLMIND, and an OC based in part on V.I Freud, so no dice on AC6


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I cannot think of any way off the top of my head to integrate any of the Vespers or the Red Guns, so my conclusion remains final.


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I guess I am out of ideas on that front. Oh well.

 

[Gur40]

Revenge Arc Jaune be like

Spoiler: Good vs Right

View: https://youtu.be/EA9API1vC3Q?si=AItp_v8Kh8cLc10P

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Cinder x Jaune from Tumblr

Spoiler: Lies

arc-misadventures2 - 10h

Never Tell A Lie

Jaune: Cinder, do you know what the moral is in the story, 'The boy who cried wolf' is?

Cinder: Never tell a lie. Jaune, why would you ask me something as asinine as that?

Jaune: Wait, that's the moral of the story; never tell a lie?

Cinder: Yes...? What did you think it was?

Jaune: Never tell the same lie twice?

Cinder: ...

Jaune: ...

Cinder: Oh? Oh I like you~!

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Tai x Raven

Spoiler: Tumblr

The Chicken Pickup Line
Tai : You're a chicken.

Raven: Are you making fun of me...?

Tai: No.

Raven: Then why the hell did you just call me a chicken?!

Tai: Cause I'm hungry and I'm thinking about having chicken for dinner~!

Raven: ...

Tai: ...

Raven: Bawk.

He would say that... and get slapped or dragged into a sparring match.

If he tried it on Qrow however...

Spoiler: Spirit Animal

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Remnant Naming Convention Be Like

Spoiler: The Brothers ripping off Earth

and were they stole they ideas for a destiny [plot]

Spoiler: Blazeblue

View: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/utS6sNtv7EY

... i understand Ragna lore only

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Irony of possible of super bacteria effecting Jaune

Spoiler: eat dirt

Isabel making Radian safer being why Jaune being like that or just like Gillian Jaune semblance activated in the Womb in the worse way for him

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why Blake is a DM nightmare

Spoiler: restrain

slay, destroy and break all end the same for Blake

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Blake likes Fishing, Yang hates it

Spoiler: Comic Lore

RWBY side material is doing everything to convince me Blake isn't a flat character

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Who Ironwood needed to be

Spoiler: Compedent

Not perfect like Lelouch or dogmatic like Light but some one able to have contingencies and back up plans like an actual military commander!

Even before CRWBY replaced Ironwood with a moron, basic blackops would have stomped Tyrian, Neo and Cinder. Watts being smart enough to Hack around Atlas Cyber Security or his Semblance being the Movie Cyber Ghost could have excuse some of the BS but NO; They have Bram and BRIR as game antagonist AFTER THE VOLUME AIRED!

 

[MetalHead]

-Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat as Weiss' distant relation. She went off to be a thief, and flirts a lot with Jaune Arc's very distant cousin, Peter Parker aka Spider-Man. A lot of moving parts to fit together.

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Illegitimate niece, optionally a cat faunus, (catgirl conspiracy!) or something like that. Grudge against Jacques, so she actually steals from Schnee if she can.

Peter, rather, than being an Arc relative, can be Anti-WF spider faunus (we know from Trifa's character that spider faunus can shoot webs from hands) reporter. Exiled from Menagerie. Blake sort of feels guilty about that.
(mostly basing him on Noir Pete from the origunal comic here - haven't read or seen other Noir incarnations).

 

[Sliverhero]

Illegitimate niece, optionally a cat faunus, (catgirl conspiracy!) or something like that. Grudge against Jacques, so she actually steals from Schnee if she can.

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Could have it that her father is Jaques brother and Jaques has distance himself from the criminal side of his family.
Which leads to her father dieing and she looked for support from her only remaining relative but Jauque being himself gives enough support for optics but would prefer if she rarely darkens his doorstep.

Peter, rather, than being an Arc relative, can be Anti-WF spider faunus (we know from Trifa's character that spider faunus can shoot webs from hands) reporter. Exiled from Menagerie. Blake sort of feels guilty about that.

(mostly basing him on Noir Pete from the origunal comic here - haven't read or seen other Noir incarnations).

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For this you could have Peter finding a pre brother god artifact before they purged the other gods, that was able to survive the purge by the gods but with how long it went by their is only so much magic left which it pours into Peter giving him the abilites of spiderman.
Now if this was back in the day he would have become a demigod but alas he is now just a spiderman

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Family

Whitley Schnee had faced boardrooms, his father's cold disapproval, and even the occasional assassination attempt.

None of that prepared him for the Xiao Long-Rose household.

The front door had barely opened before a whirlwind of red petals and excited squeaks dragged him inside.

"Dad! Yang! Qrow! This is Whitley!" Ruby announced, still holding his hand like she was afraid he might bolt.

Taiyang Xiao Long stepped out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a dish towel. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and had the easy, warm smile of a man who had survived raising two daughters and Qrow.

"Whitley! Good to finally meet you," Tai said, offering a firm handshake. "Ruby's told us a lot about you. Come on in, dinner's almost ready."

Whitley shook his hand, slightly dazed. There was no calculating glint in Tai's eyes. No hidden agenda. Just… genuine welcome.

This was new.

Yang appeared from the hallway, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised. She looked him up and down, then smirked.

"So you're the fancy Schnee boy who's been making my sister all blushy. You hurt her and I'll break your spine. Otherwise, welcome."

She said it so cheerfully that Whitley almost missed the threat.

"Understood," he replied, trying to sound dignified. "I have no intention of hurting her."

Yang's smirk softened into something almost approving. "Good answer."

Then came the drunk.

Qrow Branwen wandered in from the living room, flask in hand, already three sheets to the wind. Whitley braced himself — he was used to powerful people who became cruel when intoxicated.

Instead, Qrow squinted at him, then grinned.

"Well I'll be damned. You really are a Schnee. Good on you for not being a complete asshole like your old man." He raised his flask. "Name's Qrow. I'll remember it even when I'm blackout drunk. Nice to meet ya, kid."

Whitley blinked.

Before he could respond, something small, fluffy, and incredibly fast launched itself at his legs.

"Zwei! No-!" Ruby started, but it was too late.

The corgi had already decided Whitley was friend-shaped. He bounced excitedly, yipping and pawing at Whitley's expensive slacks, leaving little muddy prints.

Whitley stared down at the tiny ball of love and fur currently trying to climb him like a tree.

"…He's very enthusiastic," he said faintly.

Ruby laughed, scooping Zwei up. "He likes you! That's a good sign."

Whitley, still processing the fact that no one had insulted him, threatened him politically, or implied anything unpleasant, simply nodded.

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Dinner was loud, warm, and chaotic.

Yang teased him about his posture. Tai asked about his interests with genuine curiosity. Qrow told increasingly ridiculous stories while somehow never forgetting Whitley's name. Ruby kept beaming at him like he was the best thing she'd ever brought home.

And through it all, Whitley sat there quietly fascinated.

This was… a family.

Not a calculated alliance. Not a cold hierarchy. Just people who loved each other messily and openly.

When Ruby leaned against his shoulder halfway through dessert, he found himself instinctively wrapping an arm around her.

Yang noticed and raised an eyebrow, but there was no hostility in it; just the protective look of a big sister.

Later that evening, as Ruby walked him to the door, she looked up at him with those bright silver eyes.

"So… what did you think?"

Whitley was quiet for a moment, then smiled — small, genuine, and a little overwhelmed.

"I think," he said softly, "that I've never been more envious of anyone in my life."

Ruby's expression softened. She rose on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.

"You're part of it now. I-I mean, if you want to be."

Whitley looked back toward the house — at the warm lights, the sound of Yang laughing at one of Qrow's stories, and Tai calling out that there were leftovers for tomorrow.

He squeezed Ruby's hand.

"I'd like that very much."

And for the first time, Whitley Schnee didn't feel like an outsider looking in.

He felt like he might actually belong somewhere.

Even if that somewhere was loud, chaotic, and came with a very messy, affectionate corgi.

He was more than okay with that.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Neith Aerospace – Technical Data Sheet
Designation: Neith Aerospace VFA-47 "Tempest Viper" Strike Fighter (Mark III E-model)
Classification: Supersonic Multirole Strike Fighter / Air Superiority Platform
Role: Deep strike, close air support, anti-Grimm saturation, fleet defense, air to air combat, and forward air control.
Manufacturer: Neith Aerospace
Origin: Vale

Physical Specifications

• Length: 19.2 m
• Wingspan: Variable-geometry (Mechashift sweep): 13.8 m (fully swept for supersonic dash) to 21.4 m (fully extended for low-speed loiter and high-lift)
• Height: 5.6 m
• Mass: 32 metric tons (empty) / 48 metric tons (combat loaded)
• Configuration: Twin-engine, tandem two-seat cockpit with reinforced composite airframe. Mechashift variable-sweep wings allow real-time geometry changes for optimal performance across speed regimes.
• Armor: Lightweight layered titanium-carbon composite. Strike-focused E-model adds modular belly armor plating for low-level CAS runs; pure air-superiority variants (A/C) remain lighter.
• Powerplant: 2 × Beltane F-280 Dust afterburning turbofans + 4 × retractable Neith Gravity Dust VTOL projectors (wing-root and fuselage-mounted for vertical takeoff/landing on carriers, forest clearings, or damaged strips).

Mobility & Performance

• Maximum Speed: Mach 2.1 (supersonic dash at altitude); Mach 1.2 at sea level
• Service Ceiling: 55,000 ft (16,800 m)
• Range: 1,800 km (combat radius with full ordnance; extendable to 3,200 km with external drop tanks)
• VTOL Capability: Full vertical takeoff and landing via Gravity Dust projectors; mechashift wing sweep enables stable hover or short-field ops from austere bases in the Hellenic League, Mistral sub-kingdoms, or Vacuo.
• Maneuverability: Exceptional thrust-vectoring and variable-geometry wings provide superior turn rates and low-speed agility. Mechashift actuators allow mid-flight reconfiguration in under 4 seconds for rapid transition between high-speed ingress and tight forest strafing runs.

Armament

• Primary Gun: 1 × Winchester Armaments 20mm rotary cannon in chin-mounted mechashift turret x899 rounds
• Optional Secondary Guns: 2 × Winchester Arms GPU-3 30mm Cannon Gun Pods x569 rounds each on hardpoints
• Hardpoints: 10 external hardpoints (Mechashift quick-release pylons) plus 2 internal conformal bays:
  • Ground Attack Ordnance: Up to 8 × 70 mm unguided rocket pods (152 rockets total) or 8 × 500 kg high-explosive laser guided Dust bombs or 12 x 250 kg high-explosive laser guided bombs or 4 x 1000 kg high explosive laser guided bombs or 12 x 200 kg cluster munition bombs.
  • Precision Missiles: 8 × Wallace Arms WAM-19 "Stormlance" radar guided air-to-air missiles or 10 x IAM-7 Orko Aerospace "Nirah" heat guided air-to-air missiles or 8 x Taranis Arms WAM-22 "Harpe" radar guided air-to-ground missiles or mix.
  • Additional: External Dust Fuel Tanks, Prende Techtronic "Redeye" External Sensor Pods, Prende Techtronic XZAP-19 Optical Laser Pod (Experimental).
• Defensive Systems: Smoke/flare/chaff dispensers, Njord QSA-440 ECM jammer suite.

Sensors & Avionics

• Radar: Taranis-Orko Electronics Company AESA "Alatyr" active electronically scanned array radar (tracks 40+ air and ground targets simultaneously at 200+ km range).
• Sensor Suite: Orko Electronics "Deadeye-II" multi-spectrum package (thermal, Dust-signature, motion tracking, and low-light imaging) integrated with AI-assisted targeting optimized for Grimm weak points.
• Data Link: Secure real-time uplinks to Banshee/Valiant-class carriers, VDF infantry and vehicle, and embedded Hunter teams for coordinated strikes.

Crew & Capacity

• Crew (E-model): 2 (1 pilot in forward cockpit, 1 Radar Intercept Officer (RIO) in rear station handling sensors, targeting, and weapons systems).
• Variants Overview:
  • A/C models: Single-seat air-superiority variants (lighter, faster, focused on dogfighting).
  • B/D models: Two-seat forward air control / strike variants (RIO station optimized for laser designation, Hunter coordination, and battlefield management).
• E-model Focus: Dedicated two-seater strike fighter — the backbone of Vale's deep-strike and CAS missions.

Key Features & Design Philosophy

• Mechashift Variable Wings: Remnant transforming technology gives the Tempest Viper F-14-level sweep control without hydraulic lag — sweep back for Mach 2 dashes across continents or extend for stable low-altitude gun runs through Vale's forests and urban canyons.
• Gun-Centric Anti-Grimm Focus: While capable of precision missile strikes against human or Faunus hardware, the Viper's 20 mm rotary cannon, optional gun pods, and heavy dumb-ordnance loadout make it the ultimate horde-breaker. Pilots call it "the Reaper's Paintbrush" for the way it turns Grimm swarms into mist.
• Power Projection: Built specifically to counter enemy aircraft while maintaining Vale's influence from Argus to Vacuo. A flight of Tempests can escort a Banshee carrier, provide top cover for Hunter Insertions, or engage enemy fighters in air to air combat.
• Carrier & Austere Ops: Gravity Dust VTOL and reinforced landing gear make it equally at home on carrier decks or remote forward bases.
• Drawbacks: Higher maintenance than lighter fighters; relies on speed and agility rather than heavy armor (CAS variants trade some speed for extra plating); Dust consumption spikes during prolonged mechashift wing use or VTOL operations.

History:

The Tempest Viper entered production after the Atlesians unveiled their new advanced strike fighter, the Vityaz. Based on erroneuous reports of its incredibly advanced technology and amazing performance, the Temper Viper was created as the ultimate air to air combat platform. The Vityaz was not the incredible superfighter it was presented as, at first. The Cavalier-model would be that exception and would become the mainline Atlasian strike fighter, but by then the Tempest Viper was in full production and across Vale, as well as used by numerous Valean Allies.

The E-model is the latest and most advanced, and is quickly becoming the mainstay of the Vale Defense Air Forces, with hundreds fielded across Banshee- and Valiant-class carriers as well as forward bases in the Hellenic League, Mistral-aligned sub-kingdoms, and Vacuo. It remains the VDF's most powerful and versatile tactical aircraft: The aircraft that ensures Vale can project power anywhere on Remnant with or without their carrier force.

Note: Decided to rework the Tempest Viper to make it fit a bit better into the world and not be quite so ridiculous. The family is now like a mix of the F-14 and F-15 Strike Eagle, and fills out the air defenses of Vale and her allies better. I'll be doing similar reworks of other technical datasheets.