RWBY: Grimm Awakening

Mountain Glenn

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a part of RWBY: Grimm Awakening, by Calyx_Mason.

Mountain Glenn

Calyx_Mason holds sovereignty over Mountain Glenn, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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Mountain Glenn

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Mountain Glenn is a part of Vale.

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Tyrus Powers [50] I saw the Grimm first. DIBS!!!
Indie Darmon [50] 'Let's fly away and be friends!'
Arian Blaidd [43] "The Silver Wolf, Literally."
Bron Zelman [37] "My past doesn't define me."
Flint Nicholson [21] I've got two reasons why you should run. 1. I have an ax, and 2. It's also an axe.
Azuru Siren [3] Let me....improve you

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Character Portrait: Arian Blaidd Character Portrait: Indie Darmon Character Portrait: Bron Zelman Character Portrait: Tyrus Powers Character Portrait: Flint Nicholson Character Portrait: Azuru Siren

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Bron conveniently left as everyone started to tell their life stories. He isn't the most comfortable with talking about his past. As he exited the abandon building he carefully swerved around the Grimm in the area unnoticed as he went towards the location of the screams. He still wasn't fully healed enough for him to be confident to take on a bunch of Grimm. He seemingly effortlessly used his agility to quickly maneuver around the city. While it looked effortlessly, he was really in a lot of pain. Maybe he's at the point where he has to show off to himself.

Bron approached the area where the noise came from, and saw some sort of snake-like Faunus, along with Flint. Great. Bron's hand started to reach for his earpiece to alert the others, but he stopped. He's not going to get them hurt again. He took a deep breath in and exhaled. "Alright Bron, here goes round two." He quietly muttered to himself. Bron quickly, and quietly slipped down towards the two, making sure he wasn't noticed by Flint, the Faunus he wasn't sure of. Bron shifted Trick Shot into it's dual blades form, as he creped up on them.

"Hello Flint. Still crying about that Grimm?" Bron said announcing himself. He stood behind Flint with his blades prepared to strike. He made sure to out of Flint's reach in case of attack. "Tell me, how long did it take for the Grimm's body to disintegrate?" He mocked, trying to anger him. Bron then looked over at the Faunus. "I'd leave if I was you darling. I believe me and Flint here have some unfinished business. Something a lady such as yourself shouldn't be apart of." Bron said with a slight grin. "Don't worry Flint, it's just you and me. My team doesn't know you're here."

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Tyrus was forced to paused when his teammates contributed their own stories. On one hand, he was happy to continue their story time but to an extent he wanted to explore the area too.

"Part two then, and I'm going to skip the obvious of me passing. I think I was maybe three...maybe two and a half when I got my first kill. Nothing big, but it set high hopes for me from the adults...something about good parents. However, cubs don't learn their mother until their 5th and father until our thirteenth. On both counts its at the parents choice of determining if the child is worthy of their heritage." Considering this might take a while, the Faunus again sat down. However he made no effort to turn around to face the other occupants in the room.

" To test that we were pit against those pig Grimm, one-on-one, two of us died and a third was so injured they had to be put down. But I got by, and thus met the woman who brought me into this world. She taught me to hunt, fight and all around take care of myself. A useful thing as three years later we were forced to fend for ourselves due to a shortage of food- she and I ended up having to settle things permanently. Come my tenth year...only four of my litter mates remained. Then came our thirteenth year, where we'd fight our sires for final judgement. My closest friend was deemed unworthy, and his father summarily removed the disappointment. The only other member of my litter gained her sire's approval." Not once during this story did Tyrus' voice change or slow...the words simply kept coming.

"Last was my turn, and I was to be judged the following morning. So I slept wondering at my trial the next day...and they were gone. Everyone I had ever known had just up and left me during the night without leaving a trace. So I lived a while on my own, always on the move since I couldn't maintain a den on my own. Until eventually I ended up in Vale where the rest is history." Once more the lion rose to his feet, he'd finished his story. Considering how they'd managed to exchange stories like this Tyrus determined Bron was moving too slowly. He also felt the primal urge to get some alone time again.

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She turned to the men who interrupted her experiment. None of these lower organisms understood the importance of her tests. Then the second man mentioned a relationship between Grimm and the first man and called him Flint. A life form living with Grimm? "Ruru believes that this female is inadequate,"she said, splattering the poor girl across the alley, coating the three over them in blood splatter and flinging her body to the ground. "Ruru wants Flint. She must improve him. See the extent of his evolution,"she said bluntly.

She wouldn't let Brom take her new target. She needed him. Grimm are troublesome but he could survive them. She had to know how. She wanted his skills. Or at least make him....better. Perhaps external organs or flammable blood. Or extra eyes. So many choices. "The strong adapt. Those who don't are weak and are devoured by the strong, making them even stronger. That is what it means to evolve and advance."

Her slime ripped off the right arm of the fresh corpse. "Your life shall feed the strong,"she said as the slime began devouring the arm. "This life held an interesting skill deep inside. Had it learned how to use it properly, you might have continued to exist." She pointed to Brom. "Come. In the advancement of species, to the victor go the spoils. Flint will be Ruru's guinea pig,"she declared assuredly

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"Ty, don't move, we have company!" Arian said as he sniffed the air, recognizing the smell of two beowolves. Hopping up from his spot, Arian dashed to the window and peered across the way. SPottting two large beowolves darting across the street, he instantly recognized what one of them was holding in it's mouth.

"Flint! I figured he'd be back, but so soon. Team, gear up, we are heading out for combat!" Arian exclaimed s he pulled his hoodie over his shoulders.

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Indie shot up and grabbed Arian by his hood. 'No way. We are not going after him. Arian Blaidd you better listen to me.'

Confident her words would keep him at bay for a little bit Indie let go and turned to glare at Tyrus. 'Same goes for you buster. We aren't going anywhere.' With that Indie moved to the doorway and with her wings spread in all their glory, blocked the door. 'I am not kidding. These Grimm are diffrent. If we try to hurt him they won't stop at trying to kill us. So both of you boys better sit down.' Her eyes narrowed. 'Now.'

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Tyrus stopped when Arian went on alert, however his position kept him from actually looking. However Indie's behavior continued on the weird side - he even glared right back at the girl as she blocked the door. Tyrus recognized he could just go through a nearby wall instead, but he couldn't exactly guarantee the building would hold up against such rough treatment. However the iteration of 'now' still got his body instinctively lowering into a crouch. At this point partial obedience to Indie's desire had become something of a physical habit, even if he didn't exactly agree.

"If you think this is the case," he simply blinked and shrugged to break tension. "Just prepare for some gloating if you happen to be wrong" Tyrus himself wasn't sure whether making her fight what was coming herself was the proper way to let her learn. Or if he should simply spring into action at even the slightest hint of what could be provocation.

" Just recognize we're the ones who'll be bleeding if you're wrong okay? After all daddy isn't here to save us this time." Tyrus' face held his usually half closed eye smile while he flipped his hair to the comment. He'd completely forgot any potential barb Indie might take from the joke. His earlier recollection of the old days resulted in him making a joke that he'd otherwise make back home...where a father never bothered after a cub took its first steps.

Having completely switched gears again, the Faunus turned towards his more injured comrade. "So Arian, have we supposed to be sending the money we've been earning so far? I've never exactly found a reason to really go spend it and no one ever said if we lost the money for not spending it."

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"Bron is in serious danger, and the smells coming from outside are not a good sign, I smell him, Flint and something else, something reptilian. We need to move out, now!!" Aria argued using the puppy dog pout face as hard as he can.
"If you aren't going to let me leave through the door than, and I hate to do it but, I guess I'll take escape point two: the window! Bye" Arian shouts as he hops out the window to rescue his teammate.

Left, take a right, now to walk up this wall and run to that roof. Arian thought as he inverted gravity around him self so that the force was pulling him towards the wall of the building.
Field induction: Upforce He thought causing the two wolves to lift off the ground.
I can't hold this for too long, I'll just pass right through and grab that guitar thing.

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Tank howled as he was lifted into the air, surprised that the one doing so just by pure chance HAPPENED to be on the same path as them, despite the fact they could have been headed to the fight from the entirely opposite direction, and a little girl's voice echoed into song across the city. As each note warbled over the concrete and steel, the two beowolves twitched, and then Tink tossed the guitar into the air, where said little girl swooped in on the back of a Nevermore and snatched it out of the air, setting the strap so it was slung across her back as she held onto the giant bird. Unlike how the Grimm acted with Flint, however, the Nevermore seemed almost serene, as if it wasn't even a Grimm, but just an oversized vehicle, one with no choice in how it moved. The girl then reached into her pocket and tossed out two bones behind her, which the twin wolves caught in their mouths while still floating. Said catch changed their momentum due to the outward force, pushing them away from Arian's grip as they gnawed on their treats and towards the nearest wall. Once there, the two pushed off, first together, then pushing off of each other, using the other's paws as support for the midair change in course. The resulting movements allowed the two to get to other buildings, their claws carving through the concrete as they anchored themselves in to stop the effects of the changed gravity from screwing them over.

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((You know I can't see Flint's posts for some reason on this page))

Azuru giggled as the makeshift weapon stabbed into a wall of slime that held it fast like rubber cement. It slowly crawled up the pipe, attempting to grab Flint's hands. Her eyes glinted, smelling more subjects and approaching Grimm. "You brought more? How exquisite! Maybe I'll fuse you two with Grimm!" Her tail flicked excitedly. "But first, I need samples," as she said this, the slime-coated walls stabbed at the two men, not aiming for anything vital, but in an attempt to draw blood. She just found useful organisms, probably best to not kill them right away.

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Indie groaned. 'Bron also told us to stay here. He's a big boy.' She blinked as Arian pulled his best puppy face. 'Beg all you want, he said to- HEY! DID YOU REALLY JUST JUMP OUT THE WINDOW?!' Wings twitching she stuck her head out the window Arian and just escaped in.

Idiot! Why does he feel the need to fight everything? Oh....he's gonna get an earful when we get home. Taking a calming breath she turned to Tyrus. 'We need to go drag him back. That dummy can't handle the Grimm guy by himself. We should also grav Bron and get out. Ozpin needs to know what's going on.' With that Indie opened the door and motined for Tyrus to follow.

'I swear...' She mumbled just loud enough for Tyrus to hear. 'My boys are idiots.'

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She felt her slime hit flesh as it stabbed Bron. Then...the blood got onto the slime. Getting Bron's blood into her slime caused something interesting to occur. Azuru's eyes began to glow bronze and her brain and reflexes sped up. These two were in serious trouble now. As Flint tossed the skull into the air, it carried slime with it and as the Nevermore snatched it up, more delightful powers came to the snake-girl. From her back erupted 2 large and beautiful black wings and she rocketed into the air. The slime coated her body, creating a helmet and armor, now resembling that of a Valkyrie. In her hands she formed a bow and arrow of slime and rained deadly sharp arrows of ooze upon Flint and Bron, aiming for joints and avoiding any vitals while Flint had his rock concert, though it was muffled by the goop in the girl's ears. Mixed in with the arrow were razor sharp feathers, a signature of the Nevermore. This is what it means to evolve. To be strong.

"The more you fight me, the less likely I'll be able to avoid killing you. Now let me rip off those arms and replace them with blades or tentacles or something. It'll be fun, won't hurt me a bit."

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Arian watched on an adjacent roof as Indie encountered the other faunus. How can I help her? He wondered as he placed his hand in his pack. I have three shards of incendiary dust, Lillith, Evadne, some jerky, and some minor parts and pieces. I can make a slingshot, and aim for her wings and arms.

The wolf faunus quickly put the random pieces and parts together as a quietly as he could. He aligned the shot and waited for his prime opportunity to land a shot.