RWBY meets my OCs.
"'Sup, fuckbags. I'm Blu, and I'm here to host this shit." A sad and tired, female voice says, from nowhere.
"Now your probably wondering, 'Who dis bitch?' or 'Aren't hosts supposed to be hospitable?'. Yeah, well, fuck you. I'm only here, because I was unlucky enough to be the first fuckup. My story was a trash Self-insert, then the fucktard-in-charge, decided they were too lazy for Remnant." The tiredness starts to get replaced with rage.
"So, they fuckin changed me into an OC, and I met some fucking Bandits with tamed Beowolves. You can't tame! Grimm! Then t-they." Her tone shifts once again, this time to despair.
"T-they... Raped me. The Bandits and the fucking Grimm." Disgust filled her words.
Then she cycled back to sad and tired. "That hell ended, but another started. The Grimm played with my body like it was a fucking chew-toy. So, there I was, defiled, broken in both mind and body, just waiting till death."
All emotions fell from her next words, they were just spoken. "It never came. The Sun rose and set, again and again. It rained and snowed, the plants grew and died. I lived. The seasons changed, I remained. The ground shifted, I stayed."
Happiness, a small amount, but it was still there, in her voice. "Then a little boy, at the time that is, stumbled upon me. He spent days talking to me, until he carried me to his house. Of course my life being a trashy story, I woke with amnesia. The kind where you lock away traumatic events. Then I was transferred to a 'Safe place.' Where I spend my days watching TV, and building ties with other crazy people with insane Semblances. Pretty sure I'm starting some kinda 'Suicidal Squad.' For when times get rough."
A certain playfulness enters her tone. "Did I mention I hear Voices. 'Cuz I do, one being analytical and paranoid. The other a sadistic slave to sins."
Her voice changes to reluctant acceptance, as if she's saying something she rather wouldn't.
"My name is Blu Azzurro. Guess what colours those mean. I have two toned blue hair, cut short. My left eye was cut out by those Bandits, so I wear a medical eye patch. My right is dark blue. Not a hundred percent, but pretty sure my left was a lighter blue, based on my hair. I wear a big blue fuzzy hooded sweater, baggy black sweatpants, pale blue slippers. Underneath my clothes, I hide my bandage wrapped body. Three guesses for what covers my body beneath those. And finally my Semblance, I can't die if I have Aura. And since living is just dying slowly, I guess I'm not living either. My Aura is all going into my Semblance, so I don't get the passives, you can't even look at it. Any questions?"
Ruby wiggled in her ropes, her voice muffled by the cloth in her mouth. In a second they stop restricting her.
After taking in a deep breath, she calmly asks, while looking at her struggling team and everyone else.
"O' Crazy God Lady. Could you let us go? Then maybe ask, if we want to be kidn- escorted, to your emtpy void?"
"Sorry, not sorry, I don't want to be here either, but it was I host this, or host '[Starring: Jaune Arc!]' So, I decided to showcase some people to you, instead of watching movies about Arc."
"Ohh, that sounds fun! Can we do that?!" Ruby eagerly asked.
"No! It's overused and fucking boring, and at best I'll be a plot device to explain things. Here, I'm in charge. So, you sit down! And everyone else! When I release you don't make a scene! Just wait till we gets some seats!"
Ruby twirls her foot on the ground, pokes her fingers together, pouts, and meekly asks. "C-could we have some waiting snacks?"
Blu stares at her, then responds with an uncaring shrug, "Maybe... Also, sorry about being inconsistent and crazy, blame my retarded maker."
Next time; NWAR: Noir. Wyt. Aka. Ruz.
I can't decide who should react.
Currently: RWBY. JNPR. Ozpin. Glynda. Cinder.
