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Affiliation(s): (Signal Academy, Beacon Academy, White Fang, Other)
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Well, except a certain Faunus named Blake. She was instead scouring the bookshelves in the library, looking for a new read. Scanning the novels, none of them really seemed to stand out to her. Although, when she looked up, she saw a title that she knew would interest her: Ninjas of Love Vol. 2.
“Yes, it’s here!” she said to herself.
Getting onto her tiptoes, she tried to reach for it, but she was just about a few inches.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.”
She tried a little harder, to no avail. That was until a hand easily snagged the book. Startled, she turned around. It was (y/n). He looked at the book, then back at her.
“You like this stuff?” he asked. Blake blushed from embarrassment.
“Hey, it’s a really good book, don’t judge!”
Today was no different, he packed up his sword, changed into comfortable clothing, and was off to the forest. Little did he know of the black and red blur that followed close behind.
(y/n) searched and searched until he finally found a group of about ten Ursas in a large clearing.
“Perfect,” he quietly said to himself. As he moves to pull his sword out, his ears then picked up the faint sound of breathing in a bush behind him.
“Huh?” he turned around to faintly see red hidden in the green of the shrub. Deeply sighing, he walked over to the bush and
“Ugh,” he turned over, pulled the covers over his head, and tried to get back to sleep.
“Oi, get your furry butt up! We’ve got class soon!”
That was until one of his teammates, the leader to be exact, tried to get him out of bed. He let out a growl and said, “Leave me alone.”
Even though he was placed in a team that had pure Faunuses, he really wasn’t showing any signs that he wanted to be friends with them. The leader tugged at (y/n)’s blanket, trying to get the unwilling Faunus up and ready for the first class of the day.
“Come on! We’re gonna be late because of you!”
“Ugh, fine!” (y/n) gave up, got out of bed, and put on his school uniform.
“Geez, this looks ridiculous,” he mumbled, pulling his fluffy wolf tail through the hole that was specially made into his pants. It’s been about two weeks si
Name: FOLLOW. MONTY'S. RULES! Don't make me hunt you down with a freaking blood houd because you didn't get/listen to his memo! I I'll do it. I can't tell you how much this bugs me. For those who haven't read it, you can find it here. Consider these rules as divine orders from your Supreme Commander Oum. OBEY THEM!
Age: Now, what I've seen so far is most OC characters head of to little adventures at Beacon, so their age would be around 17-19, but don't limit yourself! Honestly, I find that sort of setting overdone. There is so much more in the RWBY verse than just Beacon, and you could find hardened criminals or bounty hunters of all ages!
Color: Self explanatory. You'd better freaking obey the rules or I will find you. Seriously, though, no one loves a party pooper. But for
It was on a weekend when she finally managed to stop him and get him to speak with her . . . . . . . by grabbing onto his tail when he tried to walk away after giving his brief response to her greeting. He let out a pained yelp.
“Hellloooo!!” she greeted cheerfully again.
“You already said that! N