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Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 52

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The room went quiet. Ozpin stole a quick breath. It had been awhile since he had shared the truth of their world to anyone else and digging through his memories took a toll on him. It never got better despite the fact that he had done so thousand times and more. Alexander Wayland had looked on in disbelief, at first. It was understandable considering the circumstances. He was however a good listener, taking in all of his details as a sponge would a fish. He asked questions, w...

Life updoot: Bronchitis and travel

Hey guys. Sorry for the absence for the week. Last week and on the 1st of October, it was my birthday c:

I had taken the week off to travel. But unfortunately, the place where I stayed at was a dinghy as fuck hotel that was not clean and I essentially was breathing dust for one week. I may be nursing another fucking lung infection like last time and I will have to see a doctor about that.

I am not dead however and I will resume updating by my tomorrow, 7th of October.

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Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 51

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The skies above Vacuo never looked so filled. All over, airships gathered and huddled in varying shapes and sizes. Down in the port below, ships were already unloading eager passengers dressed in their best. The city itself was transformed as streamers and banners hung from roofs and walls. It was cleaner now, the new rulers of the ancient city anxious to make it presentable. The souks and the bazaars teemed with life and chatter as merchants haggled and argued with tourists,...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 50

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I returned to a mansion that was silent. Everyone who served us stood in neat lines, waiting for me. My lips curled into a smile. "I know I'm important but you don't have to do this, you know?" I joked. My confusion was apparent when they all looked at me gravelly.

"Your father waits for you in his office, Mister Wayland," Adeline said solemnly.

I blinked. A sense of anxiety and fear gripped me. I did not like the way things were going with all this ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 49

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A sense of excitement had gripped the air. After a series of disasters and tragedies, Vytal had been the one event nearly everyone in Remnant was looking forward to. Emerald Sustrai, or rather, Emerald Wayland as she was known now was not immune to the excitement. Not really because of the contestants beating the ever living hell out of each other or the hundreds of stalls and little events that was going to be occurring at the same time.

No, she was going to finally go to a e...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 48

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"Sir," a voice spoke up. Ironwood stood before his office window, arms folded behind his back, and his gaze out into the wider skyline of the reunited city. He turned around to see a holographic image of Clover standing tall. He nodded as he walked up close, his attention affixed on the hologram. He had refused to sleep until he had confirmation that the Relic was in their keeping. It was a pity that the Summer Maiden wouldn't be able to come with them but as both Theodore an...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 47

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​The splashing of water echoed against the round hallway. There was no greater offense to the senses than the sludge he was walking on. But, it was for a good purporse, Qrow reminded himself as he tried to ignore how wet his socks were now and the piles of shit he had to avoid walking on. It was his mantra to keep himself sane, he insisted. It was for a good cause, he repeated. It was a good cause.

He halted just as he crushed something underfoot. 

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Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 46

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Coitus. Sex. Fornication. Making love. All such many words to describe one act, each one more lewd and scandalous than the other.

Winter Schnee was raised differently than most people, her family wealthy beyond imagining. She was instilled the manners and decorum befitting of a young woman in a high station. She was taught to be dignified, classy, a noble lady in all but name. Winter took such lessons to heart, not wanting to disappoint her tutors and her father ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 45

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The sea bubbled carelessly, free and blue like the sky above. Shade covered me, cooling me from the warm embrace of the sun. A necessity considering Atlesians fared poorly under the sun. Atlesian was a bit outdated now, though, considering the interim government voted to call the new kingdom after the continent, Solitas. It was a bit boring, bland, and unimaginative. But it encompassed the whole continent. No Atlas, no Mantle. Only homeland. But at the moment, I was going to ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 44

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"From the desert they came, banners flying high and weapons bared!"

"The Council of Vacuo is under siege. Police forces are refusing to rescue the besieged Councillors!"

"A spokesman for the Restorationists urge for calm and for people to stay at their homes while they restore order to the city. A stark proclamation, considering the storming of several buildings of prominent Vacuan figures."

The events on scree...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 43

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Progress of the construction moved smoothly. It began with the establishment of a road network from Signal's port heading towards the North of the island where the rocket launch facility was being constructed. The existing roads between Signal and the port was further improved, a spanking new asphalt road over what used to be a dirt track. There had been complaints about the noisy equipment but most of the locals endured it if it meant investment into their small town. Soon enough, ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 42

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The island of Patch went along as it usually did. It was large and capable enough to hold a diverse biome. Indeed, settlement on Patch was largely left to its only single town called Signal as well as a few homesteads in and around the island. What humanity could not touch was largely left alone as evident with the trees that seemed to kiss the sky and in its forests, an orchestra of fauna made their homes in it. It was peaceful, serene, and absolutely uninvolved with the hap...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 41

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With all the chaos that had been happening, it was deemed best for the family that the funeral had been a private affair inside the Schnee Manor. The last thing the family needed was people protesting or even desecrating his ruins in one final act of spite. It was deemed prudent then that Jacques Schnee's remains would be cremated and the ashes scattered at home. There was a certain irony to that as Jacques Schnee made it his life's mission to mine dust and here he was, turne...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 40

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Music swelled within the halls of marble and aged wood. Wine flowed freely offered by servants in bright colours holding silver trays with golden goblets filled with bubbling purple liquid. Food as well, bread, dates, and other types of finger food ready to be reached by the hungry noble. And what nobles they were: Thrush, Bronzewing, Lark, and Winchester. In better times, these men commanded armies and held lands as far as the eye could see. Wealth, power, faunus slaves aple...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 39

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I have the blood of a god.

The thought swirled in my head over and over again as I glanced up at my ceiling, my body sprawled atop my bed. Father had seen fit to forbid me from forging until I could fully recover. I wasn't going to say no to that as aura break fucked my body real good and a lazy day no thinking about work was one of the rare few moments in time I could allow myself to relax. But before everything,

I had the blood of a god. 

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 38

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Ever since humanity looked at the stars, we've always desired to rise up to it. Remnant is no exception to this. There was a brief period of space craze when Dust technology took off. Brilliant minds of their time had thought about finding means to explore out of the planet. Atlas had sent a specialized craft up to see if it was possible. Then, Remnant was given a shock when the dust suddenly became inert and the craft went into a free fall back into the planet. The crew was ...

Life update: Burial

Today is we are putting her down the ground. I delivered her eulogy and stuff.

Once everything is done, updates will come back with intensity.

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 37

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It did not take long for them to heal. Aura itself was a miraculous thing that allowed Huntsmen to heal grevious wounds. Assistance at a hospital and not having to fear Grimm trying to attack her helped in getting her back to normal health. By the third day, she was already capable of walking around albeit with some assistance. The Atlesians were kind enough to allow for a full faunus staff to look after her, some coming from the Atlesian branch of the Fang helped in giving o...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 36

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Mantle had something great that happened with it but it is over. Marble Mistrali-style columns, winding plazas and striking monuments once had color to them but it has all faded into a dull grey or white, the land and city is tired from the oppression of time and the elements. Once green gardens where families visited and took their children under the watchful gaze of Emperors, Kings, and heroes past are empty with the exhaustion of the land. Rows of what used to be green bushes are...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 35

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I had returned back to the Foundry when the news broke out that extremists had shot down the craft, with concentrated Deuce fire of all things. My father met me there, his lips thin.

"Jacques Schnee is dead," He muttered quietly. Both of us had decided to take a walk on the factory floor. It was near empty, General Ironwood had declared a lockdown of Atlas and Mantle so most of our employees had to return home for the day. Anyone who wasn't a part of a vital indu...

Life update: Grandmama died.

My grandma is dead. She died this early morning from a seizure. Ambulance arrived late. Uncle tried to revive her but failed. She was 76 years old.

Update will be a little bit delayed this morning for me to process my grief but I will push one out today regardless. I was just pushing this out to explain any lapses in the writing or update speed. I have further receipts if needed.

Thank you and stay tuned.

Health update: I live

I live bitches.

To update, I had a bad case of loose bowel movement that fucked up my gut to the point that I had blood in my stool. I had fever too so I was extra miserable. But now, I am healed hurrah. All me medical fees have been unironically covered by your generous support so without you guys, I still would have been shitting my guts out right now.

Thank you, so so much for supporting me. Ya'll support me in ways beyond medical fees.

Will resume updoots again. Sta...

Delayed update. Am sick.

Hi guys. I have been struggling with LBM and fever for the past few days. The updates for this week might be delayed because my body is not being very gucci. I will still try to shit out (lmao) an update regardless because I love you all, no homo.

If update delays, please excuse me. I have the immune system of a carrot.

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 34

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We were now in Ironwood's office, far away from unneeded eyes. The man was looking gravelly outside his window, his hands folded behind his back. I sat on the chair across his desk, a mug of hot coffee in my hand. In the side, WInter stood quietly, with her scroll and trying her best to look busy but the confusion and uncertainty was on her face. 

"Do you know who the Fleur De Lis are, Alexander?" Ironwood asked, his attention still affixed outside. I took a...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 33

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Ironwood strides forward, his steps are background noise in the low murmuring and other impedimenta of Atlas's finest going to work on what little evidence that they managed to scrape from the chaos of yesterday. Winter Schnee walks next to him, quiet and stoic, with a scroll in her hand. The scroll is connected to their system, feeding her live data from the analysts, crime scene investigators, and other experts that Ironwood had called in. At the very center was a large pla...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 32

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The birds of the forest were colorful and melodious in their singing. Long left unexploited as man and faunus were unable to travel too far thanks to the Grimm, great species of birds and other animals lived and thrived in the green of Mistral. But here, even in the outskirts of society, news travelled fast. An attempt had been made on the life of not just Ghira Belladonna and his family but also of the other White Fang leadership which had went to Atlas to celebrate the huma...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 31

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As Atlas had such little space, the design of parks had to accommodate lots of things while having so little space. Olympia Park was one such place, a Mistrali style fountain at the very center with a stylized warrior statue striding on it. All around, families played and gathered before food stalls, colorful streamers connected to and fro iron lamposts. A carousel had been set up as well, letting parents watch as their children played pretend on fanciful horses. A tall flag ...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 30

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It was a familiar scene, father sitting by the fireplace in a comfortable robe as he flipped a page on his book. I walked in, sluggish, as I went to collapse on the couch ahead of him. Gerard hummed, idly giving me a quick look before returning to his book. "Busy day?"

"Ntoehr," I replied eloquently as I kept my face buried on the soft pillow.

They couldn't be held in company grounds for long lest they start yelling for their rights so they were inst...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 29

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Their 'cell' was no true cell but rather an office that had been barricaded from the outside and guarded by grumpy Silver Shields who clearly did not enjoy the idea of interlopers sneaking into the Foundry freely. The Happy Huntresses all gathered around trying to cope with their situation with FIona crying in the corner, May trying her best to comfort her. Joanna stood straight, her arms crossed and face contemplative, while Robyn looked at the door, wondering about what the...

Save the world? Fuck that, I want to make money! (RWBY SI) ch 28

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General Ironwood sat down. This was the time that all of Atlas had been waiting for, the vote to shatter the SDC. Arguments had been made in sessions for and against it. Lawyers of the SDC saying that if they would do so, the economy of Atlas would be in ruins trying to organize such a thing. They had promised that if the Council would spare the SDC, they would remove the rot that the SDC had cultivated. They had used such things and with complex words that economists would u...