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'Slice of life'
*Chapter is mostly Jaune hunting a fecking dragon and a giant mutant T rex*
Im not sure I follow your definition of slice of life.
BlendsBlended of Rathalos scales and metal plates lined with the wing membrane
Mixing MonHun gear with modern/sci-fi attachments is such a vibe.Well, he loved it, and that's what mattered. Blended of Rathalos scales and metal plates lined with the wing membrane, wearing it reduced the roiling heat of the forge to a warm breeze for all of him except the exposed face. He was also quite pleased with how the tests of the defensive properties turned out. A heavy sword blow deflected off his arm with barely a scratch to his Aura, whereas before a bigger chunk would have been lost.
Nobody could say the armor set was subtle, of course. The red and black scales rippled in the light, covering him from head to toe—no footwear, as he requested, but the smiths crafted an outer layer that could be attached to his rocket boots. Sharp spikes were placed in strategic places to enable unarmed strikes. A half-visor hid his eyes. Overall, it combined to lend an aggressive image. This armor was forged for battle, not games.
It was around that point, sitting there snacking on morsels, chatting to the Hunters while listening with half an ear to Escha pestering Tattletale for stories of other worlds, that the thought struck him.
Today was his first true hunt.
No life-threatening ambush that forced him to fight. No complicated mess that he had to untangle. He found news of a monster causing trouble, and gathered a team to chase after it. Bringing it down, he got paid. After a hard day's work, the world became a little safer because of him. It was the life he signed up for.
But what he remembered, what he treasured were the unhurried, lighthearted times. The stroll through the woods, learning of the local fauna and flora. Chatting with Logy and Escha as they climbed a tree that was more akin to a mountain. Taking in the views.
It clashed with the lessons taught at Beacon. There, they pushed the value of speed and expediency, the need to focus on the battle before all else. In time, he would have learned to shut down his thoughts, good or ill, until a Grimm was dead. Nothing mattered but that a Huntsman completed his hunt without delay. The people of Remnant depended on it, each and every day.
Living was for when the job was done.
Here, always, the Hunters lived. Even as they hunted, they lived.
He envied them. Envied that the world did not wish for them to die. That, for all that they struggled, they could exist in harmony with nature. That they laughed because they wanted to, not because they had to. It seemed to him a fairer world.
Perhaps that was why he had let these guys convince him to stay the night.
Pushing a smile to his face, he snatched up a dino drumstick, and took a great big bite of it as he rejoined the revelry, joking with the Hunters and recounting to them tales of his adventures.
Tomorrow was another day. In this moment, as the sun set over Astera, Jaune chose to fool himself for a little while longer.
And dreamt that this was the life he was meant to live.
Is that fucking Bill Cipher on the ID card?!Mixing MonHun gear with modern/sci-fi attachments is such a vibe.
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You're so right, lol.
I'm pretty sure it's the Rhodes Island logo with a line on top, but I'm not sure.
This sentiment feels at odds with the vibes of RWBY. I could see that kinda thinking pushed at Atlas Academy, given that Atlas (then known as Mantle) peddled an ideology of emotional suppression so as to avoid Grimm a generation back, and likely still has holdouts of that ideology baked in--but I don't see it being taught in Beacon under Ozpin's watch. It's an unhealthy way to live, and it flies in the face of human nature. We can hide our feelings from each other, but that feels like a fool's gambit when fighting wide-range empaths like Grimm.But what he remembered, what he treasured were the unhurried, lighthearted times. The stroll through the woods, learning of the local fauna and flora. Chatting with Logy and Escha as they climbed a tree that was more akin to a mountain. Taking in the views.
It clashed with the lessons taught at Beacon. There, they pushed the value of speed and expediency, the need to focus on the battle before all else. In time, he would have learned to shut down his thoughts, good or ill, until a Grimm was dead. Nothing mattered but that a Huntsman completed his hunt without delay. The people of Remnant depended on it, each and every day.
Living was for when the job was done.
Here, always, the Hunters lived. Even as they hunted, they lived.
He envied them. Envied that the world did not wish for them to die. That, for all that they struggled, they could exist in harmony with nature. That they laughed because they wanted to, not because they had to. It seemed to him a fairer world.
We only see a few missions that are Beacon approved, but there's honestly zero time to stop and smell the roses. I think the closest they come to that is the days the two teams spent in mantle / Atlas weirdly enough, where Jaune could escort schoolkids and be cougar bait. Season three Jaune has only had awful 'the city is on fire' missions so far, and the Grimm are never fun to hunt. You also can't take a walk through a remnant forest without coming across the ruins of some civilization or other, or a destroyed frontier town. It's a lot less fun than MH land.A Huntsman's life is dangerous and full of hardship, yes, but overemphasizing that in training feels counterproductive.
While you do have a point, I can't help but feel that using the protagonists as a bench mark is a bad call. It's like using Harry, Ron, and Hermione as examples of normal Hogwarts student behavior.It could just be that way because the show we're watching is the end of the world, pretty much, but RWBY as a whole tends closer to Earth Bet than to MH, as a setting.
This. Unless they visit settings like Shrek or Zootopia, Escha will stick out like a sore thumb. Maybe some glamour amulet or something like that is in order?Escha's gonna be hard to explain in a lot of worlds and be totally unassuming in others.
You forgot the Negotiator i.e. Tattletale's eldritch patron.Let's count our crew members. One so so huntsman on training with luck that swings like a metronome, one sly smartass with trust issues, one eldritch entity and a furry. A whole team. How we going to call them ?
Plants grow, bugs breed. They're things that could pay dividends by keeping around.Looks like they hit the jackpot with that amount of loot! Unfortunately, they are now going to have to get through the most nerve racking part of adventuring; having to decide what they are going to keep, and what they are going to sell for points.
Finite. Some things aren't dead - plants grow, bugs breed. Other things can be substituted - gunlance shell recipe is a guide.So, do they have an infinite supply of those items or is it finite? Would suck to run out of things.
It would! ...When he whacks it across her face... because she's trying to kill him...Man, Ruby is going to have a fit when Jaune gets back. Red Rook would definitely get her attention
And it is heartwarming that our Dumb of Ass protagonist gets some friends along for the ride who appreciate him.
Most of Leviathan fight, he's not taking direct hits. And when it got to the end where he did, something was going on there that wasn't happening here.How dare you, Sundancer all the way.
But just wanted to say that I really enjoyed this chapter, and I hope they wont lose their monster hunter food gains. I will say though, it kinda seemed that Jaune was getting knocked around a lot by the monsters, despite having withstood blows from Leviathan. I might be misremembering the leviathan fight though.
But they have no dust vials...
Happy you liked it!...Lazy, are you TRYING to make me cry? Because I am T_T;. I love this chapter, but this section's making me feel sad for our guy with his original place and what went on back there. I can only hope that he can end Salem's threat among other things quickly, especially if he could eventually retire somewhere nice with Tattletale when all of this is done in the far, far future. Escha's going to be a treat to have for the two in their party, especially when she gets to do her thing as a Palico.
I see it the same way I see team RWBY throwing White Fang off the train without hesitation. The daily life of a Huntsman is one full of little switches in the brain that turns a person into what their job requires, then turn them back to their normal peppy selves afterward so they can go destress after a day's work.Ahhh, all in all, this was a very fun arc. And you have succeeded in making me add MHW to my wishlist, so congrats, author-san.
Though, I would like to draw attention to this bit from the chapter:
This sentiment feels at odds with the vibes of RWBY. I could see that kinda thinking pushed at Atlas Academy, given that Atlas (then known as Mantle) peddled an ideology of emotional suppression so as to avoid Grimm a generation back, and likely still has holdouts of that ideology baked in--but I don't see it being taught in Beacon under Ozpin's watch. It's an unhealthy way to live, and it flies in the face of human nature. We can hide our feelings from each other, but that feels like a fool's gambit when fighting wide-range empaths like Grimm.
Instead of 'missionmissionmission, killkillkill,' what I feel would be more appropriate in Beacon's curriculum would be an emphasis on keeping up morale, having your shit together and squared away before you set out on a hunt; to fill your heart with positive memories and associations, to think of your loved ones and enjoy life as it is.
A Huntsman's life is dangerous and full of hardship, yes, but overemphasizing that in training feels counterproductive.
Oh! And on a semi-related tangent, according to the After the Fall novel (pg. 369), the schedule for a 2nd year student is:
7:30am - Breakfast
8:00am - Plant Science, Professor Thumbelina Peach
9:45am - Military Strategy, Prof. Peter Port
11:15am - Weapon Crafting and Upkeep, Prof. Harold Mulberry
12:30pm - Lunch
1:30pm - Stealth and Security, Prof. Ann Greene
2:15pm - Legends of Remnant, Prof. Dr. Bartholomew Oobleck
4:00pm - Combat Training, Prof. Glynda Goodwitch
5:00pm - Sparring, Self-Directed
6:00pm - Dinner
Plants grow, bugs breed. They're things that could pay dividends by keeping around.
Bet you Lisa wishes Taylor was here for that. Making bugs reproduce at an optimal rate would be right up her alley.Plants grow, bugs breed. They're things that could pay dividends by keeping around.