#WEISS INSTRUMENTS

[scythes-and-roses]

Ruby: So is the part where you tell me if I hurt Weiss, you'll kill me?

Winter: No. If you hurt Weiss, she is quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons.

[gasparodasalo]

Silvius Leopold Weiss (1687-1750) - Concerto grosso for Flute, Lute, Violin, Viola da gamba, Cello, Strings and Basso continuo in B-flat Major, SC 57, I. Allegro. Performed by Gwyn Roberts & Richard Stone, artistic direction, and Tempesta di Mare on period instruments.

[constantvariations]

thinking about the adam's red sclera you were talking about. if his aura is constantly trying to prevent it from getting worse, would someone with aura amp semblance like jaune be able to cure it? it wouldn't give him back his vision, but stop the chronic pain maybe?

it also gets me thinking about the fact that blake has chronic pain on her scar where he stabbed her (i cant recall where the chronic pain fact was mentioned nor implied, so i cant really tell if it's canon or fanon), which got talked about a lot back when the volume was out

In theory, I don't see why an Aura boost couldn't help cure an infection. It completely closed Weiss's injury and that was complete impalement open to the air! A true feast for bacteria. I imagine even modern doctors would struggle with a wound like that

Once again, though, we bump against the reality that a) Adam shouldn't have this infection after literal years. (6 years minimum if my math from the comics is right.) It should've either been healed or taken out to prevent more damage, and b) Auras aren't consistent throughout RWBY because the writers care more about Events than Story. In some cases, Aura will stand up to incredible amounts of force and others be shattered in a single hit, even with the same character! (Ex. Ghira in the v5 fight vs the ambush in the Adam short/Yang in pretty much any fight yet going down in a single hit from Neo in v8.) Scars are just another Event for the writers, story and logic be damned. (Seriously, how the fuck did Cinder lose both her arm and eye? I don't think the writers know. Or care.)

As for Blake's wound, that is 110% fanon. I have no idea how a stab just above the hip would lead to chronic pain. Perhaps in flashbacks or nightmares she would relive the pain, but unless there were complications with the healing (considering she was leaping on rooftops shortly after, this is not the case), that should be the only pain she gets. I can only hope someone made an ignorant mistake rather than deliberately foisting more suffering onto Blake just so Adam would look worse

[secondtolastrow]

More band au, this time… actually focused on the band (first one loosely inspired by this post)

[nofatclips]

Mbira by Montalban Quintet

[sirazaroff]

Any headcanons or AU style things with Weiss

Hey friend~

Weiss is one of my fav lil goobers, but I realize I haven’t really sat down and thought much about her character. My brain just turns off when I see her it's just 'mm yes is Weiss :)'

Anyways, I gave it a go. If there’s anything specific you’d like to know (shipping/character relationships/her take on canon events) just ask me further. Enjoy my ramblings:

The eyelid of Weiss’ scarred eye is damaged, permanently drooping

She’s the queen of puppy dog eyes

I like to think she takes after Willow a lot. There’s a lot of shared personality, characteristics, even looks between them. She’s a mama’s girl and Willow’s ‘favorite’

Weiss is forever cold, always liking to bundle up in some aspect. If anyone warm is around, you can usually find her snuggled up with them

I'll ship Weiss with a lot of the main gorlies. Big fan of polypiles

I feel like she wears red because of her grandfather, keeping his colors around as a reminder, but eventually she also associates the color with Ruby. Seeing her as a leader and partner to look up to and rely on

She is so easy to read. There is no hiding how she’s feeling

I like to think she hates wearing heels, but damn if she wont continue just to keep the slight height she can afford

She likes to pet Blake and Vel's ears sometimes. Soft, warm, it's chill. (This comes from the anthology manga)

The sexual tensions between her and Coco sets off geiger counters

She will steal other’s clothes, having at least one item from just about everyone she’s on good terms with

There’s a response Miles gave about how her kebob incident with Cinder played a large role in shaping her current personality, and I totally agree with it. Escaping death def changes a person

Expanding on that, I also think Weiss is now rather anxious/paranoid about Cinder the way she keeps being targeted by her. Sudden fire startles her and Weiss refuses to split off on her own if on missions or anything open like that

Weiss eventually surpasses Yang in humor but it's cause of her dry wit, never the puns

Post Atlas, her and Winter are on more equal terms. Her sister's been knocked down the pedestal some in her eyes, but she still holds respect for her all the same. She can just act more casual with her like she does with team rwby

Weiss knows a lot of 'cultured' skills because of her privileged upbringing such as chess, orchestral instruments, dancing, sports like tennis and badminton, even cooking, but the one thing she could never manage was baking and it haunts her cause all she wants to do is make a yummy batch of cookies for Ruby 🍪

Weiss prefers coffee as her hot drink of choice, but she makes attempts to drink Blake's favorite teas so they can bond over that

[zexapher]

Weiss: You know… I’ve been thinking back to when you asked me to the dance.

Jaune: You – ah, you have? I’m sorry if I was a bit… much, back then.

Weiss: Don’t worry, you weren’t so bad. It certainly frustrated me to no end back then, but now it seems cute. Something personal, and heartfelt. I had all these ideas in my head and, well…

Jaune: I shouldn’t have kept at it like that.

Weiss: No, but now things are different. Things have changed – we have changed. And I wouldn’t mind you trying your hand at another serenade.

Jaune: Really?

Weiss: You know I like music. And I have a collection of instruments back home. Perhaps we could put on our own little duet. You can… you can grab one of the guitars, finger a few of my strings.

Thought I'd share a little excerpt from the fanfic I published today, titled "Pastry Pandemonium." I threw a chunk of innuendo in, but that last line is about the most risqué it's gonna get. But I know what the people want, so I added a little arm in arm hand-holding action. You animals!

It's really all fluff and humor for a White Knight date night set in Mantle. 2k+ words, so it's a quick read. I figured it rates K+ on FF.net, so PG if you want to be careful. Originally planned to just make it as another edit, but then I got rather taken with the idea and turned it into a nice little story. I'll come back around to make that edit eventually.

Anyway, here are the links if you're interested in reading:

FF.Net

AO3

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

(Based on an ask for @pilot-boi About a Wall-E Whiteknight Au, and given Wall-e was instrumental to my childhood, I cannot help but write something for it. Because it's an AU, and they're both Human and not Robots, I took a few Liberties with the scene in the movie.)

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Weiss was beyond frustrated. Nothing, after nothing, after nothing - no signs of life aside from the most extremophile of bacteria, protozoans, insects, and the occasional mold on fecal matter to imply the continuation of species on this gods-forsaken ball of mud.

She slammed the door of the cargo ship she was investigating shut, the rust sticking to her now dirtied gloves. Ugh.

She drifted by the crane of it, not noticing the creaks as it followed her, eventually ripping her back onto the magnet that hadn't fallen in the centuries of just sitting there.

And so Weiss snapped.

She whipped Myrtenaster out, igniting the plasmic blade and slicing the disc that held her back to pieces, before using her energetic glyphs to shred the the hulking metal antique, making it into even more scrap than it already was.

It toppled into the next ship, and then the next one, like dominoes. Deep, resonate bellows of creaks from the sudden movement after centuries of dormant stillness shook Weiss to her core.

She watched them fall, and for the time since her landing, let her feet settle against the ground. It was hard, dry, and barren, like the rest of this abandoned home. Weiss sat against an anchor, the fire and sparks filling a growing void in her chest, not unlike the one meant for plant life in her pack.

She sat there in silence - something the Passengers spoke of when in the few times she was allowed to meet them crossed her mind - A campfire. Whatever that was, it was meant to be shared with Family, something she'd been missing for a long time, her siblings being designated to different vectors of maintenance and service.

"AHem?"

Weiss reeled, drawing her sword once more, and startling a nearby person - A Person?!?

"Wer bist du?" She asked on high alert - this planet was meant to be dead, she was meant to find life here - who or what was this ... Person?

The person didn't respond, shaking violently at the sight of her blade - they appeared masculine, broad shouldered with dirty-blonde hair, though it was difficult to tell if that was due to genetics or living situation.

"Quis es?"

No Response.

"你是谁?"

No Response, but they did seem slightly less frightened given the lack of aggression.

"Chi sei?"

Their shaking slowed as they looked more inquisitive and confused than scared now.

"Qui es-tu?"

"OH! Je- Je M'appelle 'Jaune.' Vous parlez Anglais?"

"Yes I speak English."

"Oh, good!"

'Jaune' continued glancing at the glowing rapier. They seemed frightened of it still. Until he drew his own Weapon.

It wasn't as elegant as Myrtenaster, clearly older and having been used more - an old working tool for scrapping large objects, the thin, yellow sheen of plasma raced across it's edges.

"This is my Cutting tool. Your's is cool to!"

Weiss, once again, was thrown for a loop. He had drawn a dangerous device and waved it like it was a piece of extra piping.

"Jaune? Do you have a title or last name?"

The (boy?) seemed to flush at her pronunciation at his name.

"Jaune, of the A.R.C. Ministry"

"Arc?"

"Allocators of Recycled Components."

"How are you alive? Are there others like you?"

"Oh yeah! A lot, like, two hundred, three hundred others in the Bunker? Primarily we survive on Spirulina Compound. It provide most of our Oxygen and Food stuffs."

Weiss stood for a moment, deactivating her sword and pondering this - They'd been living in space for centuries. Earth was dead, barren, she was only barely able to survive due to advanced CO2 recycling.

"Have .. have you been following me?"

"Yep! You just seemed so pret-"

He was cut off by an alarm in his overalls. He lowered the visor to the helmet he wore, staring past her Weiss's shoulder.

"We need to leave Now." Jaune said, grabbing Weiss' wrist with a surprising amount of force, which she took none too kindly.

She reactived her Blade as she tore her hand away from him. "WHAT make you think You can grab me-"

"SANSTORM!" Jaune shouted, pointing past her "WE NEED TO GO, FOLLOW-"

Before he could even move to grab Weiss again, he slammed a massive tower shield in to the ground, covering himself from the blast of sand that tore at her skin and suit -

Weiss was whipped away, barely able to keep upright against the torrential winds, her Glyphs her only saving grace.

She Called out for the boy, anyone, frightened and alone, her suit's helmet the only thing allowing her to keep her eyes open even as it because scratched and muddled.

A hand found it's way to her wrist again, a dim yellow glow standing out against the violent dust letting her know she'd been found by Jaune.

It gave her some small comfort to not be alone as he dragged her somewhere, hopefully safe.

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I fucking LOVE Wall-e. I made my First OC for Wall-e (Not that I knew what that meant at the time.) I had the Three-Disc Special edition, the Movie and it's Featurette Presto, The Second Disc with a gallery of the Bots, the Lots of Bots read-along, Burn-E (Who I imagine to be Qrow with his luck) and all the other special features, and the Digital Copy Disc to download it onto a Laptop or P.C. back when owning a digital copy of a movie was something special, and that's not even halve of it!

[superiorsturgeon]

Schnarkos: Weiss’s Birthday Serenade

Weiss: 😴

Weiss: *yawns and stretches, feeling around on either side of herself in bed* 🥱

Weiss: *feels empty bed*

Weiss: *sits up in empty bed* …Pyrrha…? Jaune…?

Weiss: *slides out of bed and pulls on bathrobe* Where could they be…?

Weiss: *steps into hallway*

????: 🎶…blue jean baby…🎶

Weiss: What was that?

????: 🎶…Atlas lady…🎶

Weiss: Pyrrha…? *turns around, looking for the source of the music*

???/???: 🎶 …seamstress for the band~! 🎶

Weiss: …Jaune…? *walks through her house, following music*

Jaune/Pyrrha: 🎶 …pretty eyed…pirate smile…you’ll marry a music maaaan~! 🎶

Weiss: Where are you? *walks faster*

Pyrrha: 🎶 Ballerina…you must’ve seen her…dancing in the sand…! 🎶

Jaune: 🎶 Now she’s in me…always with me…tiny dancer in my hand~!🎶

Weiss: …are those instruments? What’s going on? *starts walking faster towards the front door*

Jaune/Pyrrha: 🎶 But oh how it feels so real, lying here, with no one near…only you…and you can hear me…🎶

Weiss: *puts on slippers*

Jaune: 🎶…when I say softly…🎶

Weiss: *grabs doorknob*

Pyrrha: 🎶…slowly…🎶

Weiss: *opens door*

Jaune/Pyrrha: *standing on a makeshift stage on Armored Angel back patio, singing into a microphone, surrounded by RBYNROE backing them up with various instruments*

Jaune/Pyrrha: 🎶 Hold me closer, tiny dancer…Count the headlights on the hiiiiighwaaaaayy…! 🎶

Weiss: *mouth hanging open in shock/embarrassment* 😳

Jaune/Pyrrha: 🎶…lay me down in sheets of linen… 🎶

Jaune/Pyrrha: 🎶 …you had a busy day todaaaaaayyyy…! 🎶

Oscar: *pulls a cord, unfurling a big banner reading “HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEISS!!!” behind the stage*

Neighbors: *looking out their windows and doors at the spectacle of Weiss in her bathroom being serenaded by impromptu orchestra* 🤨

Weiss: *covers her mouth with her hands, torn between embarrassment and tears of joy* …Pyrrha…Jaune…! I’ve never seen something so sweet and embarrassing…! 🥹 😭

Whitley: *breaks into piano solo* 😎

Pyrrha: *hops down and kisses Weiss’s forehead as she buries her beet-red face in her hands* Happy birthday, beloved! 😘

Jaune: *kisses Weiss’s hair* You’re our tiny dancer, Weiss! We love you! 😁

Weiss: *still hiding* I can’t believe you did all this for my birthday! It’s so ridiculous! Everyone is staring…! How did you arrange all this?!

Jaune: …well, we’ve been sneaking in a little extra time after training sessions! 😅

Pyrrha: We’ve been rehearsing for weeks! 😁

Weiss: …this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me…! What did I do to deserve you both…? 😭

Pyrrha: …well…your brother is about to finish his solo…

Jaune: …since everyone is already staring…? *gestures towards the microphone*

Weiss: 🫣

Weiss: …you’re all so ridiculous! I love you so much…! 😭

Jaune/Pyrrha: *lift their Tiny Dancer girlfriend up on the stage*

Jaune/Pyrrha: *climb up on either side and kiss Weiss’s cheeks simultaneously* 😙

Weiss: 🥰

Oscar: *conducting as RBYNRE build up for the chorus*

Weiss/Jaune/Pyrrha: *holding hands* 🎶 HOLD ME CLOSER, TINY DANCER~! 🎶

[marimayscarlett]

'Herzeleid' turns 29 today 💿🎶

Rammstein's first album 'Herzeleid' was released on the 25th of September in 1995, 29 years from today.

The album was recorded in Stockholm, Sweden, partly at Polar Studios (built for ABBA back then), mostly for bass, drums and some guitar tracks, and partly at the private studio of Jacob Hellner and Carl-Michael Herlöfsson, the producers of this album, where the main recording of the guitars as well as Till's singing took place. The band actually wanted to have Greg Hunter as a producer, yet he wasn't that thrilled as he visited one of the band's practices and reportedly fell asleep during it.

A famous and integral part of the album is of course the song "Du riechst so gut" - for this song, the band wished for a special effect for the line "Der Wahnsinn...", is it should sound like it would come from a telephone line. To achieve that, one of the band members went out to a Stockholm subway, wearing nothing but a white t-shirt, suspenders, boots, and shorts. From the subway, he called the studio and repeated the line "Der Wahnsinn" over and over again in different intonations. As a result, a worried passer-by called the police, reporting a man shouting German phrases into a phone.

The first mix of the album was done by Hellner and Herlöfsson as well, and Richard was present as the only band member during this mixing. He wasn't satisfied with the result, and called the rest of the band, the management and the label Motor Music. It was collectively decided that they needed a new person for mixing the sound, and as a result, a second mixing session took place in Hamburg at the Chateau du Pape studios, together with the producer Ronald Prent. For each song, several mixing version were produced, and each of the versions were discussed by the band.

In total, 18 songs were procuded in 6 weeks. The seven songs which didn't make it on the album are most likely: Feuerräder, Jeder lacht, Schwarzes Glas, Wilder Wein, Alter Mann, Sadist and an untitled instrumental.

The album was firstly released with a "Riech!" ("Smell!") box, which contained the album (sometimes also the single "Du riechst so gut", sometimes only the single), a small bottle of Calvin Klein's "Obession" as well as several promotion sheets with a epic 'description' of the band and their style (read it here in the rammwiki article).

The album cover of "Herzeleid" sparked heated discussions. Flake said in an interview that newspapers had accused the band members of portraying themselves as "members of a master race" (german: Herrenmenschen) on the front cover. The band firmly rejected this allegation. But the band itself wasn't exactly thrilled with the cover either. Richard said in an interview that the cover looked like an advertisement for gay porn. The band had the photos for the cover taken in a parking lot without thinking about the result.

Alternative covers for the North America version as well as the XXV Anniversary Version, as well as the polish version in cassette form:

More various facts:

The Rammstein menhir was an additional promotional item, which was send out about 50 times to selected record stores to be used as a presentation spot for the albums. It's to this day one of the rarest Rammstein items, eventhough it has been sold over ebay several times.

When "Herzeleid" was released in 1995, it only reached number 99 in the German charts. It was only after "Sehnsucht" was released two years later that "Herzeleid" reached its highest chart position at number 6.

The first album after the album release was held on the 13th of october 1995 in Zurich, Switzerland, which marked the 9th concert in their Herzeleid tour and the first Rammstein concert outside of Germany.

On some early pressings of "Herzeleid", the words "Schulhof" and "töten" in the song "Weisses Fleisch" are censored by beeps.

The track "Wollt ihr das Bett in Flammen sehen" contains samples from the PC game "Doom". A scream from the game character and the shotgun being fired can be heard.

In the chorus of the track “Heirate mich��, Till Lindemann sings the syllables "Hei, Hei, Hei". This was interpreted by some critics as "Heil, Heil, Heil" and therefore as a right-wing extremist and national socialist message. The band defends itself against this interpretation.

Sources: rammwiki, radiobob

[siringadev]

Nero the Sable. His wounds after he removed his "wings" - an artificial mechanical things made of blades, weapons for battle, a symbol not of flight and freedom, but of the fact that he is an instrument, a tool, and no longer a human. A creature born of darkness, beautiful yet dangerous, whose touch drives mad and kills. And still, his heart is filled with love, so strong and deep that it is rarely seen among human.

Can be seen as an illustration of my story about Nero and Weiss overcome hardships for the sake of love and freedom: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58017073

[gasparodasalo]

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750) - Suite for Violin and Harpsichord in A-Major (after Weiss's Lute Sonata in A, SC 47), BWV 1025, I. Fantasia. Performed by Reinhard Goebel/Musica Antiqua Köln on period instruments.

[scham-wcan]

Ruby, listening RLR on her headphones:

Cinder: Seriously? Rock? So boring

Ruby: Oh yeah? And what do you listen to which makes you so ‘holier than thou?’

Cinder, blasting Ok Goodnight: Metal is so much more raw and emotional

Ruby: Rock is clearly more enjoyable than just screaming

Cinder: With itty bitty silent instruments

Ruby: Sparring match right now!

Weiss, watching the two argue with ballad music: They’re so out of touch

Winter: Mhm, though I must say I prefer the symphony to this monotonous noise

Weiss: …

Winter: …

Weiss: Pick up your swords

Winter: And you yours

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 8/27/2024

every fucking time i step outside the apartment i get smacked in the face with a wet blanket of heat and humidity. this is my second summer in the swamp WHY am i so startled every single time

listening

both off my spotify recommended list: 2 Mello's dead leaves, a funky little instrumental that sounds like driving somewhere with fitful AC when it is so hot the leaves are dropping off the trees.

TV Girl's Taking What's Not Yours is not a song i wholeheartedly enjoy, but the sample of Nixon saying "I am not a crook!" has been stuck in my head all week. and stickiness in the head is the main criteria for a tuesdaysong. i don't know anything about this band but my brother said "you WOULD be the typical TV Girl listener". so that information is now available to everyone.

indie pop with indie frontman voice (get well soon). actually. no. this singer reminds me of shelby the worm from adventure time. plus distinct funk overtones. 70% of the song by volume is a hip-hop-ified sample of an anti-pirating PSA. i think i would probably like this when i am less depressed.

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reading

really great breakdown of what the fuck is happening with Telegram and why conservatives are so riled up about it.

The quick version of how Telegram became a part of the culture war goes something like this. In April, Uri Berliner, who was then a senior business editor at NPR, alleged a widespread culture of woke at NPR in Bari Weiss’s The Free Press. This led to weeks of discussion about NPR on Twitter and in the right-wing blogosphere. During this saga, several right-wing bloggers attacked NPR’s current CEO and President Katherine Maher, who was previously the CEO of the Wikimedia Foundation, an organization that has been repeatedly attacked by conservatives, Elon Musk, etc. for allegedly having a liberal bias. Maher is also a member of the Signal Foundation’s board of directors. 

this fascinated me as an engineering/infrastructure disaster in process. thanks longreads

Nearly wherever you look, border politics in the United States is animated by a persistent myth: that with enough money and willpower, you could eventually seal off the countries from one another, like apartments that share a 1,954-mile wall. One way to describe decades of militarization on the border is that it serves to make Mexico invisible to residents of the United States. The same might be said of cross-border industrial development: porous to money and airplane parts, hardened to everything else. Straddling one of the busiest land crossings in the world, the Tijuana River offers a stubborn rebuttal, a reminder that both sides of the border constitute a single place. Once the poop is in the water, no amount of barbed wire can get it out.

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watching

i have watched about a movie a day this week and nothing has like. hit.

The Sisters Brothers (2018, dir. Audiard) was simply not the vibe i was looking for. somewhere between coen brothers and peckinpah. not that i am expecting all movies to have an easily portable moral message delivered to me fortune-cookie style in a silent-film dialogue screen right before the credits play, but what was this About. what was the Story being conveyed to me. this was like an episode of the twilight zone where rod serling goes "damn well that was fucked up" except i went in expecting like. a drama. it's a beautiful movie with great acting except they forgot to put a feature-length-movie plot in it.

Omega Doom (1996, dir. Pyun) is such a strange thing. a cyber-Yojimbo with Rutger Hauer. takes place almost completely within one blasted, snowy little town plaza. Rutger Hauer got "shot in the program" during the great human/robot war and it turned him good.

i think it was marketed very poorly, bc it is NOT an epic science fiction thriller. it was made for about five dollars and is a very talky, meandering, weird little cyber-western. as is the case for all movies with female robots, a lot of weird anxieties about women. i think it would have been way more interesting with a completely genderflipped cast? like push that concept all the way! watching mr hauer mow down a lot of fembots was not the most pleasant experience for me as an alleged woman.

not as good as A Fistful of Dollars but compels me more.

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playing

hello this is very important. the fallout classic collection will be free on epic starting thursday. thank you for your time.

new major genshin patch this week so i will not shut up about that for a bit. as of time of drafting this i am down to TWENTY SEVEN map markers and fully half of them are card game opponents i haven't beaten.

i want to be a point and click adventure game girl so bad but i am afraid i do not have the point and click adventure game temperament. i am having fun with The Silent Age, a little postapoc thing with a time travel mechanic, but only through heavy reference to a walkthrough. this was free on epic last march and i kind of get why? it was published in 2012, wasn't part of a series and didn't have ongoing monetization, and reviewed well but doesn't have a ton of replayability. probably a great windfall for the studio of like $10k, im curious how many people actually downloaded it during its free week. the kind of self-contained game i personally am glad exists in the world but don't want to pay money for.

some good graph humor.

some good osha humor.

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making

i love to acquire a container. this tiny little pearlescent blue avon bath oil holder (i thought was a vase in texas thrift but that explains why it was horrifyingly sticky) now holds my double pointed needles and other knitting bits and bobs so they're not buried at the bottom of the vase with the regular needles

[arc-misadventures]

Jingle Bells

Weiss: Okay, do we have everyone?

Blake: Uhh… No.

Ren: Jaune, Nora, and Yang said they aren’t coming.

Weiss: What, but we need everyone here to practice singing, ‘Jingle Bells’.

Ruby: Yang said she didn’t want to sing, ‘Jingle Bells.’ She thinks it’s lame.

Pyrrha: Jaune said he wouldn’t sing, he hates, Christmas music apparently.

Blake: Why’s that?

Pyrrha: Oh, something about the unoriginality of, Christmas music just being the same songs sung by dozens of different singers, who play the exact same song with only minor differences in a month long, but seemingly never ending repetition of said songs that drive the mind to the point of insanity with their constant appearance.

Weiss: That! That makes sense… But, what about, Nora?

Ren: Jaune dragged her away saying he had an idea.

Blake: Jaune dragged, Nora away; Isn’t it usually the opposite that happens.l?

Pyrrha: It occasionally happens.

Ren: Don’t worry, we’re still scared.

Weiss: That’s reassuring… But, what are we going to do? We need more people to sing with us, what could they be doing that…? Uhh…? Is someone tuning a guitar?

Blake: Are those drums?

Pyrrha: What’s going on?

The group turns a corner to see, Jaune, Nora, and Yang on a stage, Jaune dressed as a punk rocker with a mic in his hand. Yang was also dressed like a punk rocker with an electric guitar in her hands, and lastly, Nora was also dressed as a punk rocker with a drum set before her. The group looked at them in utterly dumbfounded. Weiss, was about to ask them what they were doing until the music started. It started with a cry, and then, Jaune grabbed the microphone, and then started to sing.

To sing their own, ‘Christmas’ song.

They watched on in stunned amazement, and utter befuddlement:

Ren looked on as the trio played their song, utterly lost since he had no idea she could play the drums, and so well at that.

Pyrrha was amazed because she had heard, Jaune ‘singing’ in his attempts to whoo, Weiss, but apparently he could actually sing, pretty decently at that.

Blake was shocked as she saw, Yang play the electric guitar, she particularly enjoyed that small rift she had, and let it rip. But, when the devil did she learn to play the guitar?

Weiss was having a meltdown, hearing her friends sing… that was frying her brain. She was going to comment that they weren’t singing a, Christmas song, but then she heard that high pitched squeal singing, ‘Jingle Bells’ and realized it was a remix of it. She felt like fainting when she realized this.

Ruby meanwhile has a pair of red, and green glow sticks in her hands, and was bashing her head up, and down to the beat of the music. Utterly enraptured by the songs beat.

Soon the song ended, and the trio looked up to see they had an unexpected audience.

Jaune: Oh, hey guys. What’s up?

Weiss: What… What was that?

Nora: Jingle Bells.

Weiss: Like hell it was!

Yang: But, there is a line of, Jingle Bells in the song.

Weiss: For five seconds it was, even then it was in this high pitched whiny voice! The hell was that?!

Blake: You better tell her before she blows a gasket.

Jaune: Okay, It’s callez, ‘Ere We Go.’ Its this sci-fi, fantasy remix that is sung by a Ork rockstar.

Weiss: It’s sung by a what?!

Ruby: Why were you playing it?

Jaune: I refuse to sing, ‘Jingle Bells!’ I hate that song! So i’ll sing this version instead.

Weiss: Absolutely not!

Pyrrha: Why not?

Ruby: I thought it was pretty good.

Weiss: It has nothing to do with, Christmas music! It’s just a rip off of the melody!

Ren: Why not let them play it? It will allow other people to hear something different than the usual chorus, or instrumental, Christmas music.

Weiss: I won’t allow someone to play rock, and roll at this festival! And, as the program planner, I forbid you from playing that song at the, Christmas Festival! And, that’s final!

Ruby: Naww… But, it’s really catchy…

Jaune: Fine we won’t play that song, we’ll play, ‘Christmas Truce’ instead.

And, in the blink of the eye, the trio’s outfits changed from punk rockers, to old military uniforms.

Nora: Yeah! Lets do that song instead!

Yang: This is more fitting for, Weiss’s little festival.

Weiss: I forbid you from play any stupid rock, and roll music!

The trio, along with, Ruby slowly turned their heads towards, Weiss, and gave her a empty, yet chilling gaze. One that caused, Weiss to cower in a silent fear away from them. She was about to say something when the microphone, Jaune was holding clocked her square in the face rendering her unconscious.

Jaune: That’s what you get for dissing, ‘Christmas Truce’ ya bitch!

[strqyr]

anyway. weiss thinks she has no home to go back to but it's the instrumental of 'home' that plays when she hugs yang in the middle of a bandit camp.

and like i get it. just kill me slowly why don't ya.