It wasn't

Tempted to cross dress still.

I mean, he can, he's just going to get booted from the competition if he does.

I meant for the maid cafe but nevermind, I have a different idea anywho.

Here we go. Well, more shipping is always good. Though you've never met them before.

Metallic Love Stories: A Beacon Ultimate Miniseries

Part I: Beginnings

Silver: Chapter One

Laeticia von Rivale, aged eighteen, was excited. Now, she wasn't usually excited, being a proper noblelady and all, but in this situation, she felt she was justified.

Laeticia couldn't help but grin as she stared at the letter in her hand. Finally, finally! She had done it! She had done it! She felt another spike of giddy joy and couldn't keep it in. Shamelessly, she rolled around on her queen-sized bed (imported from Vale!) and squealed, light blonde hair loose from its usual bun and flying everywhere.

Laeticia wouldn't have dared done this were she not in the privacy of her own chambers, it was crude and ill-fitting of a lady of her noble heritage. She was, of course, only daughter and heiress of House Rivale (surpassed only by House Schnee in the Kingdom of Atlas) and she needed to always be at her best...and as Lady Mother always said, Laeticia's best was perfection.

She had no such reservation here in her very own sanctuary, however, and she was free to let loose all the unseemly acts of emotion that she could. Lord Father and Lady Mother never entered her chambers anyway. She thought this arrangement rather convenient, really.

However...

"Laeticia, what in the world are you doing?" a severe, disapproving voice called from the door.

Laeticia froze. Dread and embarassment filled her, and she could feel her cheeks flushing.

The unthinkable happened.

Lord Father had entered her chambers.

Laeticia sat straight and poised, trying to look as dignified as possible dressed only in her light pink bedwear (made from fine silk imported from Vacuo!). She was also trying very hard not to wilt under Lord Father's ice cold gaze.

She was probably failing that last one.

Lord Father, Leonard von Rivale IV, surveyed her with a disappointed look and a slight sigh. He pulled out his favorite pipe from his mouth and spoke.

"Laeticia, we know that you are very keen on following our family's path. However, we have also told you that you must act in a manner appropriate to the heiress of House Rivale."

Lord Father's voice had the barest hint of a rebuke and Laeticia had to resist the urge to flinch.

"Forgive me, Lord Father. It was unbecoming of me. It will not happen again."

Her voice was carefully soft and emotionless. She rather thought she was quite skilled at feigning calmness.

Lord Father scrutinized her for a long moment and nodded gravely. "See that it does not. Laeticia, I only tell you this because you must be prepared. Prepared to enter the world of nobles and our game of thrones and positions of power."

She had heard that many times before.

"I understand, Lord Father."

Lord Father gazed at the letter in her hand.

"Now. About your decision. Are you sure, Laeticia?"

She didn't hesitate. "I am, Lord Father. For generations our family has protected Atlas from threats within and without. I wish to do my duty to both our House and our Kingdom. I will attend the Royal Military Academy of Atlas."

Laeticia was not lying. These were the girl's true feelings. She could not and would not content herself with a desk job. She had a duty.

Her father smiled sligthly. "Spoken like a true von Rivale. You are almost as good as a son that way. Very well, you have my blessing."

She ignored the "almost" and nodded gracefully.

"Thank you, Lord Father."

It was the day of enrollment for the Royal Military Academy and Laeticia was very nearly late.

Laeticia would say it wasn't her fault, but of course her parents disagreed. In their opinion, their daughter was the perfect lady...if not for her one big eccentricity.

Laeticia von Rivale loved clothes and fashion, and she would take hours upon hours picking out her outfits.

Hence why our noble lady was almost late. It got to the point that Lady Mother herself entered her chambers to tell her in no uncertain terms that she should just hurry up and pick something or else.

It still took her another half hour to choose after that warning.

In the end, the lady chose a simple but elegant white blouse/skirt combo. With her hair tied back to its customary bun, Laeticia rather thought she looked great.

Now, if she would only make it on time.

Fortunately, House Rivale's private airship (Made by an up-and-coming Mistrali company called Olympos or something like that.) was one of the fastest of its kind, and so Laeticia arrived at the skydocks with time to spare.

She would have to take a short walk to get to the Academy itself, of course, but she was almost there. She was going to live her dream!

Excitement bubbled up in her again and she had to resist the urge to do a victorious fist pump. She was in public after all, and that would be mortifying.

So distracted by these thoughts, Laeticia almost didn't see the screaming metal thing coming towards her.

She yelped and cringed as the black and red motorcycle hastily stopped so that it wouldn't run into her.

However, it stopped on a puddle, throwing mud and filthy water on her beautiful outfit.

Laeticia was furious and would have clobbered the reckless idiot riding the stupid thing if she hadn't remembered Lord Father's lectures at the last minute.

Keep calm, keep calm... she chanted in her mind, breathing deeply.

"Please watch where you're going." she said coldly, not looking at the driver yet.

"Ah...eh, right. Sorry about that, my bad. But you know, you really shouldn't be standing still in the middle of the road."

The voice was male. Deep, and with the hint of a Mistrali accent.

Laeticia looked up, and instantly her eyes narrowed. Oh. It was one of those.

In front of her was a young man, older than her by a year or so by her estimate, with black hair cut military-style and blood-red eyes. He was dressed like a typical street thug, all-leather ensemble and all. (How incredibly tacky!)

However, what was most striking were the patches of reptilian scales, bright red, on his face and neck. And in his mouth were pointed teeth, like a predator's. A faunus.

Laeticia immediately bristled. Her parents had thought her from birth that in this world, men were not born equal. At the top were the nobles and below them were the masses. But the faunus, a race of half-animal savages and criminals, were below even the poorest human.

"Of course. I should have known it would be one of you-."

"Animals? I've heard that before. Save it." the faunus cut in, glaring down at her dangerously.

The faunus was intimidating, true, but Laeticia was just as tall as he was and she didn't back down. Blue eyes met red ones, ice and fire.

"Then you should already know that you don't have the right to talk to me like that. I happen-!"

"To have a stick up your ass like most humans? Yeah, I know that too." the faunus cut in again, smirking.

Laeticia flushed at his words. S-stick up her-?! That was...that was scandalous! An outrage! She completely forgot Father's lectures and screamed at him.

"How dare you?! Don't you know who I am?!" she yelled, all dignity forgotten.

"Don't know. Don't care." the faunus replied casually, smiling in amusement.

She sputtered. The nerve of him!

"I am Laeticia Argenta von Rivale, heiress of House Rivale!" she declared proudly.

She expected him to be impressed. Awestruck, even. She did not expect him to laugh at her.

She flushed redder, anger and embarassment mingling. "What?!"

"I'm sorry! Haha, it's just...wow...that name is so pretentiously high-class that it's hilarious!" he replied in between his laughs.

She was stunned, struck speechless. She didn't even move as he restarted his bike.

Before he left, he gave her a cheeky grin. "Nice meeting you, Lettie. I needed that laugh."

She bristled but didn't say anything. Lettie?

"Anyway, you gave me your name so I'll give you mine. You can call me Sieg. Well, full name's Siegfried, but that's too high-class for me."

He winked and then he was gone.

"Well, screw you too, Siegfried!"

That was the first time she swore. Oh, how it would break her Lady Mother's heart to see her like this!

Foetunately for Laeticia, she always carried spare clothes, and she was able to enroll without a hitch.

Now she was in the Academy lobby, waiting for the cadet (Cadet Roth, or something like that) who would be her guide.

"Cadet von Rivale? I'm your guide."

Laeticia looked up. She froze, horrified.

"You!"

A teasing smirk. "Nice to see you again, Lettie."

Laeticia von Rivale never forgot that day, through her years at the Academy and throughout her military service.

Funnily enough, her feelings on the matter kept changing. At first she was furious at the young man, then ashamed at her youthful bigotry...

Nowadays, Colonel von Rivale looks back on that day fondly as the day her life was changed forever because of that infuriating jackass, Siegfried Roth.

Next time on Metallic Love Stories

Bronze: Chapter One

Magdalena Corazon, aged twenty, was blushing...

edited 19th Oct '15 6:08:39 PM by GrimHelm

Looks pretty good, Grim.

Announcing the creation of a new shipping formation list on the recap page. Go check it out and add your entries!

Grimm, Can you post for Jack and Sech's?

Jack really deserves-ah, fuck it. It's Jack. Bad Luck follows him. And Qrow looks nothing like I expected him to.

edited 21st Oct '15 10:06:24 PM by TroyandHawk

...I'm quitting all Beacons. Obviously I can't play with the closest friends I've ever had and still keep a non-flunking GPA. Do whatever you want to my characters...

Don't worry about any of that

There's been a discussion

What discussion? Are we calling a break?

Like I said, don't worry about it

Don't worry about it, Troy. It's been resolved... or at least, I have a plan to resolve it.

EDIT: Dang it, why did I call you "Jack?" (-__-')

edited 22nd Oct '15 2:21:48 PM by Aquatica1000

Because Jack isn't too far from a self insert?

Okay, this may need a bit of set up. I joined a RP on ff.net a year ago called Tokyo Ghoul: Next genesis. There were ups and downs. And I became good friends with most of the mods and several members, that's actually why I'm not on this one as often. Unfortunately, tonight I left. It was an assassination and my character was the target, it started with the two guys flipping their shit because my character shouldn't be easily able to break out of a handshake wih their guy and got worse from there. Talking about how I can't RP fights and how I shouldn't be able to dodge and how they pitied me.

so I left. I dunno, but I just feel sad now.

edited 22nd Oct '15 8:57:40 PM by TroyandHawk

Well, it's okay, man. At least you still got us here, right?

...Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Presumably.

Guessing it didn't succeed.

I'm kidding. Thanks guys.

This game is also lacking a major pvp element so, were immune to that problem.

edited 22nd Oct '15 9:17:53 PM by TroyandHawk

Why did they want to kill your charecter any way. ._.;

Rival territories. I also played an evil character for hire. Sort of a "Hey, I want my oc tortured so they could undergo character development, I'll talk to Troy." So, I guess the two guys were sick of him still being alive.

Ahhh, okays.

Sorry... :c

Honestly? This rp's a far more healthy enviroment.

Tokyo Ghoul is kind of a pretty dark hole to roleplay in though.

Also, Here I am, you can stop the search party.

I've been around, just been having trouble getting back into the roleplay because one, well it's a lot to read, two, and primarily, I do tabletop roleplay, and it bugs me the lack of consistancy that happens in freeform, especially in terms of power level in general. Which, I've more or less brought up in the past with trying to assign stats to my own characters. Because it's only good sportsmanship that ends most matches here, and I seem we don't have a good grasp otherwise of what our characters are capable of, or really how our characters work as a team. Which is kind of important in RWBY.

I regret to inform you but, in case you didn't know

Your deadline passed a while ago.

You were kicked out of the RP.