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Jaune sobbing: Im gonna be out of a job!
Nora: How could this happen!?
Ruby: It’s not over yet guys! We have to try something! Weiss, make a gofundme!
Weiss: Okay!
Ruby: Oscar, back into the child labour mine! We’ve got merch to sell!
Oscar: On it!
Ruby: And Blake, Onlyfans! Get those dudes spanking
Blake already filming: Way ahead of you!
Ruby: Yang, we got streaming to do!
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toriwest · 2 years
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Ride With Me
Scenario: The group decided to take a road trip in Atlas on their day off. Yang is driving with Blake riding Shotgun, Jaune is sitting behind Blake with Weiss behind Blake. In the second last row is Oscar sitting between Ruby & Penny. Finally Ren & Nora are in the very back.
Weiss: Nora for the love of the brothers! Calm down!
Nora, jumping and kicking in her seat: But I’m booooored! Where are we even going???
Yang, with confidence: It ain’t about the destination, it’s about the journey! At least we missed that Blizzard the other day!
Oscar: To be fair, every “journey” we take normally involves us risking our lives.
Blake, jokingly: Said by the kid who took a train to Haven.
Oscar, retorting in an equally joking matter: And how you got there is still a mystery to us all.
Jaune: Besides Nora, it’s our first day off in awhile. Sometime for us to unwind and be at peace.
Ruby: At peace?? I think I left that behind from seeing thousands of heaps of snow half an hour ago and still continuing to be in my vision!
Weiss, socially exhausted: You two are nothing but children, I swear.
Penny: But friend Weiss, Nora is a legal adult, and while Ruby may still be a minor, she will soon also become a legal adult
Ren: She just means that they are acting like children, Penny
Penny: But I see no performance
Nora, groaning: Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
Yang: Can someone get her to stop!?
Jaune: Weeeeeeeell.
Blake: I don’t like the sound of this….
Jaune, pulling a guitar out of thin air: Maybe a song may help?
Weiss, rubbing her head: Oh no…
Oscar: Where were you hiding tha-
Jaune, answering quickly: Up my ass- Anyway! I’m gonna play a classic
Weiss: Please brothers, no….
Nora, excited: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!
Jaune: *starts strumming guitar*
Ren, amused: Okay, I sense the vibe from this one
Jaune, singing: Where they at?
Penny, confused: Who?
Jaune, singing: Where they at?
Penny, still confused: Who?!
Jaune, singing: Where they at?
Penny, grabs Oscar in fear: Who?!!!
Jaune, starting: If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way?
Yang, adding an ad lib: (Hey, must be the money!)
Jaune: If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way?
Yang, and Nora: (Hey, must be the money!)
Jaune: In the club on the late night, feeling right
Looking, trying to spot something real nice
Jaune, looking at Weiss: Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
Ren: (I can take home)
Jaune, still looking at Weiss: She can be 18
Ren: (18)
Jaune: with an attitude
Jaune, smiles as Weiss rolls her eyes: Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude
Jaune, now looking away in a slight panic as Yang tries not to laugh: But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's on
Blake: (Know that it's on)
Jaune: I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow
Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video
"So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Jaune, slightly trying to guess while staring at Weiss: Her measurements were……. Uh…..
Yang, helping him recover while laughing in between: I like the way you brush your hair
Jaune, recovering: And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you, boo, from way over there
Jaune & Ren: If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way?
Yang & Nora with Ruby joining in: (Hey, must be the money!)
Jaune and Ren: If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way?
Yang, Nora and Ruby: (Hey, must be the money!)
Blake, hoping in: Face and body Frontenac, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
Watch the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Making a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now
Jaune: (come on),
Blake: I can't complain now
Ren: (no more)
Blake: Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of Menagerie from Courtney B
Telling me about a party up in Vale City
And can I make it?
Yang: Damn right,
Blake: I be on the next flight
Paying cash; first class - sitting next to Vanna White
Jaune, Ren and Blake: If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way?
Yang, Nora, Ruby, and Penny, bopping their heads: (Hey, must be the money!)
Oscar, internally: Oz, are you humming?
Oz: Why indeed I am. It’s been a long time since I last heard this song
Oscar: Oh, you know this song? It seems really familiar..
Jaune, Ren & Blake: If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way?
Oz: Why of course Oscar. I helped create it
Yang, Nora, Ruby and Penny: (Hey, must be the money!)
Oscar externally, with Oz rapping internally: Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know
And I've got something to tell ya
You won't believe how many people straight doubted the flow
Most said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers asking me for dough
And I'm yelling: "I can't help ya"
Weiss, hiding her face, finally joining in: "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Oscar: Hell no
Jaune, surprised: (what's witchyou?!)
Yang: you for real?!
Weiss, not caring anymore because she secretly loves the song: Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Now you want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud huntsmen, 'wishing you was' huntsmen
Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and your friends
Oscar & Oz: So if shorty want to knock, we knocking to this
Weiss: And if shorty want to rock, we rocking to this
Oscar & Oz: And if shorty want to pop, we popping the Crist'
Weiss: Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
Oscar & Oz: When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
Oscar, Oz & Weiss: See the ice and the glist'; staring or they diss
Honies looking all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss
Jaune, Ren, Blake, Oscar, Oz, and Weiss, going all out: If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way?
Yang, Nora, Ruby, Penny, screaming: (Hey, must be the money!)
Jaune, Ren, Blake, Oscar, Oz and Weiss: If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way?
Jaune: If you want to go and take a ride with me
Ren: We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Blake: Oh why do I live this way?
Ruby: (Hey, must be the money!)
Oscar: If you want to go and get high with me
Oz: Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Weiss: Oh why must I feel this way?
Everyone: (Hey, must be the money!)
Yang: Hey, must be the money!
Nora: Hey, must be the money!
Nora, at the top of her lungs: Must be the money!
Everyone: If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way?
Weiss: (Hey, must be the money!)
Jaune, ending it off: If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way?
Nora: (Hey, must be the money!)
Song over
Weiss, smiling faintly: Well, that was quite enjoyable. Today proved to be fun after all. I would appreciate if we could do this again.
Nora: You could say that again! But who knew Ice Queen was into melodic rap?
Yang, joking: Guess we should start calling her Elsa
Ruby: Hey, I just noticed something….
Ren: And that is?
Ruby:… We,ve just been trapped in the garage the whole time because of the blizzard that happened the other day….
Everyone: *goes silent*
Weiss, getting out: I’m never doing anything recreational with you all, ever again.
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Percival: That's not funny.
Gawain: I thought it was funny.
Percival: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.
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Lancelot: Trist, we tried things your way.
Tristan: No, we didn't.
Lancelot: I did it in my head and it didn't work.
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toriwest · 2 years
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Hottake
Oscar falling in Volume 7 had more tension and emotion than RWBY, Jaune and Neo falling in Volume 8
(Also way more hype)
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toriwest · 2 years
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Personally I wouldn’t let that slide 😂😂😂
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He’s giving up
Commission of my Voices AU for my dude @outcasts-redeemer
[Buy Me A Ko-Fi]
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Gawain: Hah! 69! You know what that means?
Tristan: What?
Lancelot: That you're a child.
Percival: HOW'D YOU GUESS MY IQ!?
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Lancelot : How did none of you hear what I just said?
Gawain : I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
Tristan : I got distracted about halfway through.
Percival : Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
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Lancelot : On the count of three, what's your favorite cake? One, two, three-
Lancelot and Tristan, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!
Gawain : Our turn, Percival ! One, two, three- vanilla!
Percival , deadpan: I've never had cake, what is cake.
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Lancelot : On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling? 
Tristan : In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Gawain ?
Gawain : Probably “road work ahead”.
Percival : I speak many languages, and this is none of them.
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Isolde: Why is Chion crying on the floor?
Jade: They took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.
Isolde: And?
Jade: They got Lancelot.
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Chion: Jade, we're hungry!
Isolde: Jade! What's for dinner?
Tristan: We're hungry, Jade!
Jade, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams*
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Jade: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything?
Isolde: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.
Jade: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you.
Isolde: But I heard a siren.
Chion: That was Tristan.
Tristan: Sorry, I got nervous.
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Isolde: I just want someone to take me out.
Jade: On a date?
Tristan: With a sniper gun?
Chion: Both if you're not a coward.
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Lancelot : Tristan is taking credit for Gawain's work, getting them to deal with everything, and making fun of them! You know what they sounds like?
Percival : You?
Lancelot : No, I meant... You know Gawain. In spite of being clever and sarcastic they’re also... fragile and weird and they have trouble fitting in. And Tristan is taking advantage of their weakness! You know what that’s called?
Percival : A Lancelot ?
Lancelot : ...Yeah, but I’m the only one who should be allowed to do that, okay?!
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Tristan, pointing to the wall: What color is this? 
Gawain: Gray. 
Lancelot : Grey. 
Tristan, turning to Percival : Now tell them what color you think it is. 
Percival : Dark white.
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Tristan, teaching Lancelot to drive: Okay, you're driving and Gawain and Percival walk into the road. Quick, what do you hit?
Lancelot: Oh, definitely Gawain . I could never hurt Percival.
Tristan, massaging his temples: The brakes. You hit the brakes.
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