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Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 78

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The dim glow of candlelight danced across the ornate table, casting long, shifting shadows across the parlor. A gentle silence hung in the air, broken only by the soft clink of porcelain as Winter carefully lifted her teacup to her lips. She sat at the edge of an antique armchair, the fabric of her uniform rustling with every small movement. She took a slow sip, the steam rising in delicate tendrils that curled toward the ceiling like faint whispers.

A silver tray sat ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 77

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I remembered a character from an old book back on Earth, who claimed that fear was the biggest driver of business. Fear of starvation made people buy food. Fear of aging made people buy anti-aging creams. Fear of the dark made people buy lights. That mindset was cynical—something misanthropes would rant about, sneering as they watched people panic-buy. In that context, it was undeniably cynical. But it didn't change the fact that the character had made a fortune selling an anti-ra...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 76

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The morning began, with uncertainty.

"...The remains of the fallen bullheads are still being towed out of the docks. Valean Police Chief Obadiah He-"

Peter clicked his tongue and lifted the remote, changing the channel. A fiery voice quickly filled the room, shouting and raving.

"This is what happens when you l-"

"A curfew is to be announc-"

He clicked again, switching to the next channel. It was just more news. Gods, can't th...

Le rwby updates

I have found that I really just needed a short break not thinking about RWBY. I have a path now. Thank you, for your comments. I shall return to updating my RWBY fic again by my tomorrow or the day after!

In the meantime, I highly recommend reading my other fics. The Justinian one, I shall be putting up an advance chapter here soon!

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 75 (DEFUNCT)

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I spread my hands, and a holographic model of Mount Glenn materialized before us—an exact scan of the fallen city, the most accurate my satellites could capture. The ruins smoked and rusted; streets were empty, abandoned by life. Nature had crept in, overtaking the crumbled structures with greenery, but the place still felt cold, lifeless. Vale had poured immense resources into turning this area into a new home for its people—the winding avenues, the boulevards—but now it stoo...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 74 (DEFUNCT)

Far, far from the city lied a complex atop a mountain, for Vale was a mountainous and hilly country outside its walls. It was the home of the Valean Theme and its Kastron was a fortress, rugged and efficient. Its central command building, a reinforced bunker of concrete and steel, stood at the peak, the heart of the operation. From here, long-range radar systems hummed as they scanned the horizon for any signs of movement. The base's layout sprawled across the mountain's jagged slopes, with b...

The Stallion of Whiterun ch 21

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In a world like that of the Elder Scrolls, it was easy to see why most folk tended to stay fit. Without the conveniences of modern life, you had to do things yourself.

I awoke early, a habit forged during my time in the Legions. It was a hard thing to shake, even though I now had control over my own schedule. Some things just couldn't leave you after service. As soon as I opened the door to my room, the two men posted outside snapped to attention, standing ramrod...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 73

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The HUD activated instantly, targeting red circles flashing across my vision—weak points on the transport craft begging to be exploited. It was massive, much bigger than I was, but that didn't matter. Every machine, no matter how imposing, had a weakness. My suit's diagnostics had already found it.

I raised my palms, and from them, lances of searing light erupted. The beams struck their marks, and the targets turned into molten slag. Thick, black smoke poured from the...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 72

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Despite the fact that they were going to see people her father warned her not to associate with, Ruby had to admit she was rather excited. For one, she was going out with her team as a group and for a dedicated awkward loner like her, that was an achievement in more ways than one. Then, Blake seemed to like her answer from earlier. She was good at this Team Leader business far more than she initially thought. If anything, mom would be so proud of her. 

​Ru...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 71

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Classes came by and went. Professor Oobleck's did not go any better than Professor Port's class. No, Doctor Oobleck, as he insisted to be called. If Port's class was slow and cumbersome, Oobleck's class was just something aking to Ruby on a sugar rush. 

Weiss collapsed face first on her bed, groaning into her pillow with particular pain. Her head hurt and her body yearned for a nap. The others similarly had fallen into similar predicaments, Ruby collapsing on the floor a...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 70

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Ruby preened.

Banging red hood, check. Crescent Rose, check. Her daily milk box to ensure maximum bone growth, check. Team-mates?

She glanced back from the mirror. Weiss and Blake were together. Not in as girlfriends, together. But together together. Blake was seated on her chair while Weiss leaned on her desk, looking at something in her scroll. Whatever it was, the two were in deep conversation about it. Nevermind that, Ruby thought. It was time to...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 69

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Ruby awoke to a bright white majesty. And she was not alone it seemed for a man stood in front of her, familiar and smiling. Alexander Wayland was just as she remembered him, tall and smelling of machine oil. Then, he started to clap. 

"Ruby Rose," he spoke, his voice taking a turn of godlike. "For your invention, the Grimm Destoyer Nine Thousand, I award you a lifetime limitless purchase from all Royal and Imperial stores." 

She gasped. Sh...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 68

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Roman Torchwick took a step down on the marbled floor, smiling still as Cinder took a step back, shocked. Melodic Cudgel still raised, he motioned to his men to do their work. They followed but found themselves quickly surrounded. Security ran up, weapons drawn. 

"I would not do that if I were you!" Roman called out to them. "Well, not unless you want this whole museum to go sky high!" 

He reached out his palm to one of his men who nodded and paw...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 67

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Isabella Asturias. She was born many years after the restoration of the Monarchy. Her court name was Jewel of the Southern Desert. Out of her siblings, the closest in looks to her own mother to the point that if one one put them together, they would look like twins instead. But unlike her mother who was grace and dignity personified, Isabella was different. She was clumsy, shy. She did not have her mother's natural grace. She did not have her mother's confidence. In her own debute, ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 66

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The Colour Revolution ensured that self-expression would never be curtailed. To express oneself no matter what way was what made anyone a living being. To feel was to live. And the greatest way to be alive was through art. Art was that way for artists poured their soul into crafting their pieces. Writing, music, painting, all that involved the mind and the soul was what the Colour Revolution fought for. Fears that the Restorationists of Vacuo were trying to being back the Old...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 65

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Vale was truly a breath-taking place. Its plazas, its avenues, its greenery was the envy of Remnant. Its bakeries and restaurants made the best food, the highest cuisine. Those that walked its streets had the finest fashions of colour. Indeed, it was a pride of Vale that its was already a center of expression and self-identity even before the Colour Revolution. But not all enjoyed its prosperity. Not all were The Haves and so many more were the Have Nots. In certain districts...

Saving the world special: Willow x Gerard

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​Gerard glanced at his watch. 

7:18 PM

Underneath the orange-golden lamp-light, the Wayland Patriarch stood with his back leaning against the post. Ahead, the stars glittered in the sky as soft crystals of snow fell freely from thick cotton-like clouds. He did not mind the cold, however. All those born in Solitas fared the cold better than anyone else. Still, some measures to warm his body had to be taken. A thick black trench-coat clung to hi...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 64

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As I left the theater and settled onto the car, pleased that I was finally getting somewhere, my scroll rang. I took it out then frowned. 

"Land, what is it?" I asked, the car moving forward as the driver pushed it. 

"Sir, we lost contact with one of our towns in the frontier," Land informed me, his voice grim. In the background, a mountain of activity rolled off behind him. He took a step inside a barn, looking over his shoulder and frowning at ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 63

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How do you get politicians to do what you want?

In a ideal world, all one needed to do was get up to them and offer your plea. Then, said politician would do everything in their power to make it happen. Alas, this was far from a ideal world and officials who do that are a needle in haystack sort of deal, coming out every few generations or so. No, to get officials to do what you want, you need to bribe them. Or as the Americans call it, lobbying.

Pow...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 62

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​"You've been checking and rechecking your rifle since we left Vale. What gives?" 

"Better safe than sorry," Private Hitch muttered as she set her rifle on her lap. It was a bullpup rifle, lever delayed blowback rifle with a rather signature handguard that allowed Hitch to carry it that way. Regulations had allowed them to customize their weapons provided that they did not go too 'crazy' with the modifications, whatever the hell that meant. She did not have to wo...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 61

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Leather boots landed on soft dirt. Thief's Respite flashed in her hands, the screams and excited yelling of her compatriots carrying over in the distance. Emerald hefted her weapons up, checking her pistols over one more time before she marched off. Her ears picked up dull thuds in the air, the whirring of weapons, and the roaring of dying monsters. Emerald thought little of it, wondering when her time to face the Grimm would come.

From what she could pierce from research, the...

LIFE ALERT: FINALS

Hello, ladies and gentlemen.

I am sorry for my silence these past days. It was finals week and I only have one more until I am free. December 16 is the last day for finals and after that, I can updoot again.

I am so so sorry for the silence. But I had to give priority to my studies since I do pay my own tuition

Regular programming will return soon....

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 60

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Before Emerald could say anything more, the world shook as an explosion reached their ears. Emerald's weapons flashed in her hands as she turned northwards, a mushroom cloud forming. Her mind whirled. Was Beacon under attack?

"Ah," Professor Ozpin remarked with a tone that bordered on amusement. "I see that the rest of your classmates have arrived. They shall be a lively batch this year, I think."

She hesitantly lowered her weapons. "You aren't alarmed?" And what did he ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 59

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Three Decades

She had served her kingdom for most of her life. Through blood, sweat, and tears, her efforts had ensured that Vale would be safe and secure. There was no other honor greater than doing that for Vale was the center of culture and living. Sure, Atlas now Solitas could boast its technology, Mistral with its fighters and mysticism, and Vacuo could look on its history with pride but it was Vale who brought culture and refinement to Remnant. In the sheer chaos that wa...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 58

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Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. 

The grandfather clock's machinery reverberated around the classical styled room. It screamed culture and tradition, what with the wood furnishings, the near lack of anything techy like in Solitas. I yawned, relaxed on the antique wooden chair I sat on. Right ahead was the secretary, typing away at her computer quietly. She looked to be in her late fifties, clad in semi-formal business wear. I had tried to enter into a conversation with her j...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 57

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"A robbery was foiled tonight. According to ground sources, the infamous and so called Gentleman Thief Roman To-"

I droned off from the news as I glanced outside the window of my airship. In the distance, the bright lights of Vale flickered in the distance. My lips went still, fully aware of the titanic events that was going to happen soon. I had already decided on course of action to prevent the events of Volume 3 happen. The bastards thought they had t...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 56

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My boot-steps echoed against the cold floor. Around me was mist, thick and grey. In my hand, I held my weapon, Joyeuse. It looked anachronistic, an old timey rifle anyone from the 20th Century would appreciate at first. They would be horrified however at its applications. A branch was crushed and I immediately swivelled to face it, Joyeuse's rifle stock squared against my shoulder. My heartbeats were starting to quicken, nervousness coursed through my veins. I willed it to stop, my ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 55

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The truck pulled up into the corner alley, its engines sputtering as it showed its age. A outlier considering the glitz and glamour that was out of it. The world had changed. New technologies both mundane and wonderful had sprouted. Remnant had been connected so much more than ever thanks to the Royal and Imperial satellite network. A sheepherder in the deserts of Vacuo could be connected to a outback rider in Menagerie in a matter of minutes. The Royal and Imperial Company h...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 54

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Two figures were around a fire. The first one was sleeping peacefully, snoring in fact. Such was her pleasure at the act she slept like she was on a feather-pillow bed and not a cot. Her partner on the other hand stood closer, his eyes cautiously looking out into the distance. They were in a small barn long since abandoned and now overtaken by nature. They had been travelling together headed West when the world stopped making sense. Mistrali against Mistrali, all for what? Li...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 53

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Mazarin was at her post when the launch had happened. At first, she thought that there was an earthquake and thus, she ran towards the Minister's office to evacuate him. Then just as she had kicked his door open, a bright light engulfed the world. They went towards the window and saw it, a mighty beast of steel and fire rising from the waves defying gravity and the all natural laws, going up and up into the great sky. Calls and other inquiries were made regarding what had hap...