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The Battle of Saddlepoint river.

Battle of Saddlepoint River, Part 1 Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)01:53 No.59119914 Replies: >59120012 > 59120697 Since you guys really liked it, here's some more stuff in the vein of "Journal of a Conscript" >You are somewhere deep in Beacon Academy >You are browsing rare collections for a research project on Dust, when you come across some papers wedged behind a filing cabinets, held together with nothing but paperclips >You bet some ignorant bastards did this, unaware that everything in this collection is considered a precious archive of history >You manage to get the papers free without damaging them. You think about filing them properly and moving on, but you curiosity gets the best of you. >They are in bad shape, torn and muddied, but surprisingly legible. Carefully, you clear your w >You begin to read what you've found n of other documents and place these down. □ Battle of Saddlepoint River, Part 2 Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:23 No.59 120697 Replies: >259120959 59119914 >It seems to survive this war I'll need to be fast. >Run fast, reload fast, fire fast and talk fast. >Those that don't eat, sleep, and breath fast die fast. learned this through my first engagement, a whirlwind of gunfire and carnage considered a victory for our forces. 冰began in the Brokenwoods, a pine forest situated at the bottom of a valley we referred to as The Nest. >From above, there is a beauty to the place, an almost picturesque and quaint scene. Perhaps someday I'll paint that view But inside the Brokenwoods is a labyrinth. Even before it was a massive breeding ground for Grimm, deaths were common in this region of the continent. >People would simply lose their way, because any point in the Brokenwoods looks exactly like another. >And we were to cross this now Grimm-infested stretch of wood until we hit the Saddlepoint River >Why, you may ask? Because the only suitable crossing for this river lies smack-dab in the middle of the woods >At no other point will a crossing of our scale be possible. We were moving all of our equipment, our artillery and tanks, across the one shallow point of the entire body of water. >If you are thinking to yourself, this will go wrong, trust me, it did. Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:35 No.59120959 Replies: 59121248 >>59120697 >My company, of course, would be one of the first to try and make their way to the other side. >I'll never forget my coffee that morning. So bitter, black, and foul >But I swear, that caffeine running through my veins was the only reason I survived this thing For the first few hours of the advance we were to be scouted and aided by these newfangled airplanes. They would keep us from getting lost >Constructed from what I could only assume was balsa wood and canvas, they allowed a person to glide above the terrain through physics I will never understand >They were supposed to be the pinnacle of human ingenuity, allowing us to dominate the skies. >My first, and last, experience with one such airplane was above my head about 30 minutes into our march. A Nevermores,we were impressed. Then, from thas above my head about 30 minut >With one fell swoop the beast had clutched the wings of the frail little machine or a fpeience with one such to For a few seconds, we were impressed. Then, from the sky dropped a gargantuan black mass spun it around, and tossed it a few yards behind us >Our heads immediately swiveled backwards as the airplane was shattered by it's impact with one particularly large pine. >The whole thing then burst into flames, and though some of us took a step or two towards the wreckage, in hopes of perhaps saving the pilot, most knew that he was already dead. >That's how our battle began. Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:49 No.59121248 Replies: >>59121540 >>59120959 >Grimm seem to be attracted to suffering or bloodshed, and the little incident that occurred just then involved copious amounts of both. >The roars of Ursi penetrated the air. They could smell the smoke drifting off the wreck, but more importantly, they could smell our fear >"Affix bayonets!", went out the cry of our commanding officer. >Here we were, about to fight for our lives >And we had no idea where we where >We got into formation, ducking into or underneath pines as a source of concealment. >But Ursi know how to use cover too, it seems. >The first, wretched screams came from a large bush immediately to my left. >It had dragged into it's little shroud of foliage a boy no older than 16. There were a few kids like him posing as adults, but most knew better >Raising our rifles, not even sure of where the beast was but just knowing it was somewhere in there, we fired into the brush. >A thud was the next sounds we heard, followed by more cries of pain. >The boy was still alive oetft of the wreck, but more We all remained motionless. Nobody was interested in playing the hero now, because we had no idea if this Ursi was a scout or just one of a whole pack ready to ambush the next unlucky fool who wandered that way >All the while, the screaming continued, the boy crying out "Where am 1!? It's dark, so dark! My eyes, I can't see out of my eyes! >He was blinded, his eyes gouged out with one well-placed swipe >And all we could do was listen. □ Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)03:05 No.59121540 Replies: 2259121564 >>59121248 >He just kept on screaming, and some of us eventually realized this would draw even more attention to our position. >Some of the more nervous men among us began to shake, internally panicking as the situation unfolded >One of our men, a belligerent drunkard who would later die in the chaos to ensue, shouted at the boy to "Shut the f--- up! >I just stayed where I was. My mind blanked completely Eventually one of the other boys in our group, a medic, took the leap of faith. >Crawling over to the scene of the incident, the medic ducked into the brush for a few seconds. >Silence. Some thought that now he too was dead. >But out came the medic, and with him was dragged that young, blind boy >No morphine was administered. Instead, the boy's eyes where covered with gauze in a procedure made somewhat difficult by his constant squirming >He continued to scream aloud, scared and lonely despite being surrounded by fellow soldiers, now even more unaware of his surroundings than we were

Battle of Saddlepoint River, Part 1 Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)01:53 No.59119914 Replies: >59120012 > 59120697 Since you guys really liked it, here's some more stuff in the vein of "Journal of a Conscript" >You are somewhere deep in Beacon Academy >You are browsing rare collections for a research project on Dust, when you come across some papers wedged behind a filing cabinets, held together with nothing but paperclips >You bet some ignorant bastards did this, unaware that everything in this collection is considered a precious archive of history >You manage to get the papers free without damaging them. You think about filing them properly and moving on, but you curiosity gets the best of you. >They are in bad shape, torn and muddied, but surprisingly legible. Carefully, you clear your w >You begin to read what you've found n of other documents and place these down. □ Battle of Saddlepoint River, Part 2 Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:23 No.59 120697 Replies: >259120959 59119914 >It seems to survive this war I'll need to be fast. >Run fast, reload fast, fire fast and talk fast. >Those that don't eat, sleep, and breath fast die fast. learned this through my first engagement, a whirlwind of gunfire and carnage considered a victory for our forces. 冰began in the Brokenwoods, a pine forest situated at the bottom of a valley we referred to as The Nest. >From above, there is a beauty to the place, an almost picturesque and quaint scene. Perhaps someday I'll paint that view But inside the Brokenwoods is a labyrinth. Even before it was a massive breeding ground for Grimm, deaths were common in this region of the continent. >People would simply lose their way, because any point in the Brokenwoods looks exactly like another. >And we were to cross this now Grimm-infested stretch of wood until we hit the Saddlepoint River >Why, you may ask? Because the only suitable crossing for this river lies smack-dab in the middle of the woods >At no other point will a crossing of our scale be possible. We were moving all of our equipment, our artillery and tanks, across the one shallow point of the entire body of water. >If you are thinking to yourself, this will go wrong, trust me, it did. Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:35 No.59120959 Replies: 59121248 >>59120697 >My company, of course, would be one of the first to try and make their way to the other side. >I'll never forget my coffee that morning. So bitter, black, and foul >But I swear, that caffeine running through my veins was the only reason I survived this thing For the first few hours of the advance we were to be scouted and aided by these newfangled airplanes. They would keep us from getting lost >Constructed from what I could only assume was balsa wood and canvas, they allowed a person to glide above the terrain through physics I will never understand >They were supposed to be the pinnacle of human ingenuity, allowing us to dominate the skies. >My first, and last, experience with one such airplane was above my head about 30 minutes into our march. A Nevermores,we were impressed. Then, from thas above my head about 30 minut >With one fell swoop the beast had clutched the wings of the frail little machine or a fpeience with one such to For a few seconds, we were impressed. Then, from the sky dropped a gargantuan black mass spun it around, and tossed it a few yards behind us >Our heads immediately swiveled backwards as the airplane was shattered by it's impact with one particularly large pine. >The whole thing then burst into flames, and though some of us took a step or two towards the wreckage, in hopes of perhaps saving the pilot, most knew that he was already dead. >That's how our battle began. Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)02:49 No.59121248 Replies: >>59121540 >>59120959 >Grimm seem to be attracted to suffering or bloodshed, and the little incident that occurred just then involved copious amounts of both. >The roars of Ursi penetrated the air. They could smell the smoke drifting off the wreck, but more importantly, they could smell our fear >"Affix bayonets!", went out the cry of our commanding officer. >Here we were, about to fight for our lives >And we had no idea where we where >We got into formation, ducking into or underneath pines as a source of concealment. >But Ursi know how to use cover too, it seems. >The first, wretched screams came from a large bush immediately to my left. >It had dragged into it's little shroud of foliage a boy no older than 16. There were a few kids like him posing as adults, but most knew better >Raising our rifles, not even sure of where the beast was but just knowing it was somewhere in there, we fired into the brush. >A thud was the next sounds we heard, followed by more cries of pain. >The boy was still alive oetft of the wreck, but more We all remained motionless. Nobody was interested in playing the hero now, because we had no idea if this Ursi was a scout or just one of a whole pack ready to ambush the next unlucky fool who wandered that way >All the while, the screaming continued, the boy crying out "Where am 1!? It's dark, so dark! My eyes, I can't see out of my eyes! >He was blinded, his eyes gouged out with one well-placed swipe >And all we could do was listen. □ Anonymous 02/20/14(Thu)03:05 No.59121540 Replies: 2259121564 >>59121248 >He just kept on screaming, and some of us eventually realized this would draw even more attention to our position. >Some of the more nervous men among us began to shake, internally panicking as the situation unfolded >One of our men, a belligerent drunkard who would later die in the chaos to ensue, shouted at the boy to "Shut the f--- up! >I just stayed where I was. My mind blanked completely Eventually one of the other boys in our group, a medic, took the leap of faith. >Crawling over to the scene of the incident, the medic ducked into the brush for a few seconds. >Silence. Some thought that now he too was dead. >But out came the medic, and with him was dragged that young, blind boy >No morphine was administered. Instead, the boy's eyes where covered with gauze in a procedure made somewhat difficult by his constant squirming >He continued to scream aloud, scared and lonely despite being surrounded by fellow soldiers, now even more unaware of his surroundings than we were

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Director's Commentary

hope that in the next dvd they release for RWBY, that they go more in depth WATCH AS MOVIE SCENE SELECTION WATCH BY EPISODE SPECIAL FEATURES MORE FROM ROOSTER TEETH in the Directer's Commentary. 1'm the sort of obsessive fan who just wants to know So MuCH about the process o RWBY making RWBY, why things are the way they are, and stuff like that.

hope that in the next dvd they release for RWBY, that they go more in depth WATCH AS MOVIE SCENE SELECTION WATCH BY EPISODE SPECIAL FEATURES MORE FROM ROOSTER TEETH in the Directer's Commentary. 1'm the sort of obsessive fan who just wants to know So MuCH about the process o RWBY making RWBY, why things are the way they are, and stuff like that.

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Team Bonding

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Damn, wish I thought of that weapon.

Longbow form Name: Nikko Lancea Weapon: Hornet Dagon Gender: Female Age: 22 Occupation: Huntress Eye Color: Electric Blue Symbol Anti-material Rifle

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Torchwick and Cinder!

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Journals of a conscript.

Journal of a conscript, January 14th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14 Tue20:31 UTC-5 No 59076356 D Replies File: 1392773501136.pna-(47 KB, 590x384, spades.png) GD 907esossraz D This war, when will it end? Never, I presume eepless years have ent by myself and my company fighting to defend our entrenched positions from nightly assaults by hulking monstrositi to beat back the beasts of the wild and the soil beneath us for humanity, as though we are owed the earth past the horizon. Success in this mission comes rarely, and is often reversed in days. The average advancement was about a about a few yards forward of the former positions cleared per month. >And as of this month, the advance has slowed to a crawl. This month a reported square meter of clay was gained in total, spread oh-so thinly across the entire front. >Our enemy still control nearly the entire continent, and has every advantage that their kind could have been afforded. s our enemy adapts through natural selection. any advanc an Il clutch our rifles tight, knowing eventually that will fail too >And the Grimm aren't the only problem. Every once in a while trouble stirs behind the lines, incited by faunus who see our deaths as an opportunity to carve out a nation from the husk of our own. Rebellions spark as often as the gunpowder in our cartridges >They speak of oppression and suffering, but what do they know of true plight? My hands shake from the cold of this godforsaken hellscape, my uniform lies in a near tattered state, rations are never guaranteed to arrive, and the Grimm we kill are as edible as arsenic >They are a minority now, but not for long. A majority of human men have been drafted into this futile campaign, and majority have died from disease, malnutrition, plague, and the claws of beasts who have no compassion for our suffering the former. >It seems the world will be ruled by Grimm, faunus, or women by the end of this Continue? Journal of a Conscript, January 17th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)21:29 UTC-5 No.59078527Replies: 259078748 5907890259030074 day another s ent of "Dust was deliver We are all too familiar with the stuff by now, and for good reason. ts a highly reactive substance that seems to give humans incredible and bizarre powers. One can control the very elements when under the influence of the stuff >Despite all humans advancements in physics and chemistry, scientists have yet to explain what actually happens when used or how it forms. All attempts to synthesize Dust have failed >Dust defies our understanding of the universe, but then again, so do the Grimm. >What most conscripts know of Dust is simple. Its a last resort or a grenade >When shattered, a jar of dust explodes, releasing a "shrapnel" of their raw elemental power in the form of ice shards or searing flame. >But when a person absorbs dust into their bodies, they can control that element, if only briefly >There is a cost to the second form of usage, however. >Dust usage does powerful harm to male potency. Long term usage of the stuff is usually enough to permanently ensure male infertility. There is no such effect on the opposite gender, but we have not reached the point where desperation compel us to let our wives fight our wars for us >Perhaps this is a mistake, our pride blinding us to the implications or at least justifying them. Some of the higher-ups believe this, and experimental units composed solely of women have been formed and trained to utilize Dust. >But few last a so much as a day on the front lines. If they are to be our reinforcements, it'll be a few decades before a force such as that will be competent. >And yet we press on, probably in vain, so that we may do what our fathers fail do, and what their fathers fail tion of men capable of such a task, and so for our wives, sons, and daughters, we must be strong Press on? Journal of a Conscript, January 29th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)22:13 UTC-5 No.59080074 Replies: >59080197 59083247 an This man is your bat, the beasts of the wild are proving stronger than our wills can tak firmly posi anc in stark contrast to our failure. That, and eventua would be impre We are also constantly reminded of our failures by simply observing the casualties. With us we carried our barely-alive inj We cannot carry everyone in retreat, only those we believe we can save. The dying are e too must join us e may live to fight another battle. Their cries for help and mercy pierce through even the constant roar ers ealm, and We simply cannot conti war of attrition an emy who is n constantly adapts to whatever we throw at them. >Meanwhile, the wartime R&D seems to have gone mad absu e days weapon failures cause more casualties than any other factor. And worse, eve >Constabulary forces are no longer capable of maint smoke. The faunus are in full revolt once more, even as the world crumbles around them. g control, and so my company and others are being pull would call what we are about t >But I and those who know the truth of the matter call it the only wa | Journal of a Conscript, February 3rd, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)2341 UTC-5 No 59083247 O Replies 색90a3502 revolution is now extinguis erhaps not permanently, but probably for a long time >Hate is not an inherent thi eone, you must truly know them, and you must be disgusted by them. s and cutthroat in combat. They combine all the cruelty of Grimm with the inte and cun fighter prefer the cover of night. After all they are predator an eyond what any human is capable of, and beyond what could be called fair if such a thin is a common t of a Faunus assault. One can't remain in one spot, let alone on quarte d and efficiency. Never once did they take prisoners t too many brothers fighting over abandoned warehouses and marketplace squares, all while on the front l ton of a force that remains bleeds recruits like an easures, and we eventually knew that we worse fear in the faunus than we >Our atrocities were fueled by a thirst for vengeance, a lack of sl and the slow realization that everything we were taught about coe to make it impossible for them to launch another revolt in the period of time it would take to fend off the Grimm horde So we did. Some would say I should be ashamed, and that what we did was a crime against decency its elf. But l am nota Journal of a Conscript, February Sth, 1972 Anonymous 02/19/14(Wedo 28 UTC-5 No 59085058Repies 2085231 221985.2 The barbarians are at the an g black mass emaining in the city are all that is left. And we just put down the largest fau it through the throat of a particularly large Grimm creature, coating the tip with the was never We are armed with what little dust remains combined with the abominations that were pushed on us by R&D cMlians have rground and wait. There is n we survive an nds. Probably, this is the last, tragic stand of a doomed The faunus forces we just fought have o join us. The dire circumstances have forced them into emporary alliance founded in a common enemy. if only becaus eature would truly be fooli urvive, however, they will turn once more. I know this, and >This will be the day we've waited for Journal of a Conscript, Bonus Content Anonymous 02/19/14(Wed)00:48 UTC-5 No.59085794 。

Journal of a conscript, January 14th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14 Tue20:31 UTC-5 No 59076356 D Replies File: 1392773501136.pna-(47 KB, 590x384, spades.png) GD 907esossraz D This war, when will it end? Never, I presume eepless years have ent by myself and my company fighting to defend our entrenched positions from nightly assaults by hulking monstrositi to beat back the beasts of the wild and the soil beneath us for humanity, as though we are owed the earth past the horizon. Success in this mission comes rarely, and is often reversed in days. The average advancement was about a about a few yards forward of the former positions cleared per month. >And as of this month, the advance has slowed to a crawl. This month a reported square meter of clay was gained in total, spread oh-so thinly across the entire front. >Our enemy still control nearly the entire continent, and has every advantage that their kind could have been afforded. s our enemy adapts through natural selection. any advanc an Il clutch our rifles tight, knowing eventually that will fail too >And the Grimm aren't the only problem. Every once in a while trouble stirs behind the lines, incited by faunus who see our deaths as an opportunity to carve out a nation from the husk of our own. Rebellions spark as often as the gunpowder in our cartridges >They speak of oppression and suffering, but what do they know of true plight? My hands shake from the cold of this godforsaken hellscape, my uniform lies in a near tattered state, rations are never guaranteed to arrive, and the Grimm we kill are as edible as arsenic >They are a minority now, but not for long. A majority of human men have been drafted into this futile campaign, and majority have died from disease, malnutrition, plague, and the claws of beasts who have no compassion for our suffering the former. >It seems the world will be ruled by Grimm, faunus, or women by the end of this Continue? Journal of a Conscript, January 17th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)21:29 UTC-5 No.59078527Replies: 259078748 5907890259030074 day another s ent of "Dust was deliver We are all too familiar with the stuff by now, and for good reason. ts a highly reactive substance that seems to give humans incredible and bizarre powers. One can control the very elements when under the influence of the stuff >Despite all humans advancements in physics and chemistry, scientists have yet to explain what actually happens when used or how it forms. All attempts to synthesize Dust have failed >Dust defies our understanding of the universe, but then again, so do the Grimm. >What most conscripts know of Dust is simple. Its a last resort or a grenade >When shattered, a jar of dust explodes, releasing a "shrapnel" of their raw elemental power in the form of ice shards or searing flame. >But when a person absorbs dust into their bodies, they can control that element, if only briefly >There is a cost to the second form of usage, however. >Dust usage does powerful harm to male potency. Long term usage of the stuff is usually enough to permanently ensure male infertility. There is no such effect on the opposite gender, but we have not reached the point where desperation compel us to let our wives fight our wars for us >Perhaps this is a mistake, our pride blinding us to the implications or at least justifying them. Some of the higher-ups believe this, and experimental units composed solely of women have been formed and trained to utilize Dust. >But few last a so much as a day on the front lines. If they are to be our reinforcements, it'll be a few decades before a force such as that will be competent. >And yet we press on, probably in vain, so that we may do what our fathers fail do, and what their fathers fail tion of men capable of such a task, and so for our wives, sons, and daughters, we must be strong Press on? Journal of a Conscript, January 29th, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)22:13 UTC-5 No.59080074 Replies: >59080197 59083247 an This man is your bat, the beasts of the wild are proving stronger than our wills can tak firmly posi anc in stark contrast to our failure. That, and eventua would be impre We are also constantly reminded of our failures by simply observing the casualties. With us we carried our barely-alive inj We cannot carry everyone in retreat, only those we believe we can save. The dying are e too must join us e may live to fight another battle. Their cries for help and mercy pierce through even the constant roar ers ealm, and We simply cannot conti war of attrition an emy who is n constantly adapts to whatever we throw at them. >Meanwhile, the wartime R&D seems to have gone mad absu e days weapon failures cause more casualties than any other factor. And worse, eve >Constabulary forces are no longer capable of maint smoke. The faunus are in full revolt once more, even as the world crumbles around them. g control, and so my company and others are being pull would call what we are about t >But I and those who know the truth of the matter call it the only wa | Journal of a Conscript, February 3rd, 19?2 Anonymous 02/18/14(Tue)2341 UTC-5 No 59083247 O Replies 색90a3502 revolution is now extinguis erhaps not permanently, but probably for a long time >Hate is not an inherent thi eone, you must truly know them, and you must be disgusted by them. s and cutthroat in combat. They combine all the cruelty of Grimm with the inte and cun fighter prefer the cover of night. After all they are predator an eyond what any human is capable of, and beyond what could be called fair if such a thin is a common t of a Faunus assault. One can't remain in one spot, let alone on quarte d and efficiency. Never once did they take prisoners t too many brothers fighting over abandoned warehouses and marketplace squares, all while on the front l ton of a force that remains bleeds recruits like an easures, and we eventually knew that we worse fear in the faunus than we >Our atrocities were fueled by a thirst for vengeance, a lack of sl and the slow realization that everything we were taught about coe to make it impossible for them to launch another revolt in the period of time it would take to fend off the Grimm horde So we did. Some would say I should be ashamed, and that what we did was a crime against decency its elf. But l am nota Journal of a Conscript, February Sth, 1972 Anonymous 02/19/14(Wedo 28 UTC-5 No 59085058Repies 2085231 221985.2 The barbarians are at the an g black mass emaining in the city are all that is left. And we just put down the largest fau it through the throat of a particularly large Grimm creature, coating the tip with the was never We are armed with what little dust remains combined with the abominations that were pushed on us by R&D cMlians have rground and wait. There is n we survive an nds. Probably, this is the last, tragic stand of a doomed The faunus forces we just fought have o join us. The dire circumstances have forced them into emporary alliance founded in a common enemy. if only becaus eature would truly be fooli urvive, however, they will turn once more. I know this, and >This will be the day we've waited for Journal of a Conscript, Bonus Content Anonymous 02/19/14(Wed)00:48 UTC-5 No.59085794 。

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If you don't know what the hell I'm talking about (and chances are you don't, sadly), check the notes.

Takashi.0 02/16/14(Sun)21:10 UTC-5 No.59011838 Replies: >>59012035 File: 1392603010571.ipg-(8 KB, 242x194, 1390882497827.jpg) GI Eh, everybody's got their kinks. Ill see if she's got any others colored yet. Anyway, Ive been re-listening to Sonata Arctica songs, and I think the Wildfire trilogy has given me a new headcanon on the White Fang leader: https:lwww.youtube.com/watch?v-Lz6x6KRm4aE Embed] >He's the son of a faunus thief born in a mountaintop town. >On top of his faunus heritage, everybody hates him because of his dad's criminal past. All the kids bully him at what passes for a school. One day he finally snaps, declares his hatred for humans, and goes on an arson spree, setting all the buildings on fire. >He runs away, and the villagers get p-----, declare martial law, and kill/enslave all the faunus left in the town. Years go by, and after he's become the head of the white fang, he comes back to town in the middle of a big party, and starts his bloody revenge. With the help of the still living faunus slaves that he calls his family," the humans in town are slaughtered and the town is fortified and becomes the White Fang's new HQ The Schnee Dust Corp has steamrolled the White Fang enough so that this Fort town now serves as the WF's last stand. Neither side shows no quarter despite Team RWBY's efforts to generate piece. Anonymous 02/16/14(Sun)21:16 UTC-5 No.59012035 Replies: >>59012345 piece almost, also its an engaging and believable back story, one of which we will never see Takashi·002/16/14(Sun)21:27 UTC-5 No.59012345 O File: 1392604023787 png-(105 KB, 411x479, Back and forth the strugg (.).png) GI *Peace goddammit.

Takashi.0 02/16/14(Sun)21:10 UTC-5 No.59011838 Replies: >>59012035 File: 1392603010571.ipg-(8 KB, 242x194, 1390882497827.jpg) GI Eh, everybody's got their kinks. Ill see if she's got any others colored yet. Anyway, Ive been re-listening to Sonata Arctica songs, and I think the Wildfire trilogy has given me a new headcanon on the White Fang leader: https:lwww.youtube.com/watch?v-Lz6x6KRm4aE Embed] >He's the son of a faunus thief born in a mountaintop town. >On top of his faunus heritage, everybody hates him because of his dad's criminal past. All the kids bully him at what passes for a school. One day he finally snaps, declares his hatred for humans, and goes on an arson spree, setting all the buildings on fire. >He runs away, and the villagers get p-----, declare martial law, and kill/enslave all the faunus left in the town. Years go by, and after he's become the head of the white fang, he comes back to town in the middle of a big party, and starts his bloody revenge. With the help of the still living faunus slaves that he calls his family," the humans in town are slaughtered and the town is fortified and becomes the White Fang's new HQ The Schnee Dust Corp has steamrolled the White Fang enough so that this Fort town now serves as the WF's last stand. Neither side shows no quarter despite Team RWBY's efforts to generate piece. Anonymous 02/16/14(Sun)21:16 UTC-5 No.59012035 Replies: >>59012345 piece almost, also its an engaging and believable back story, one of which we will never see Takashi·002/16/14(Sun)21:27 UTC-5 No.59012345 O File: 1392604023787 png-(105 KB, 411x479, Back and forth the strugg (.).png) GI *Peace goddammit.

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