RWBY Let's Play!
RWBY
RWBY Let's Play Amnesia
Summary: The shopkeep of 'From Dust Till Dawn', in appreciation of Ruby's efforts in thwarting the robbery, lets her select any game from his newly opened video game shop. She plays only the finest games but some games are too scary for her to finish alone... but little does she know she lives in the presence of a horror game master.
WARNING: This will contains spoilers for Amnesia.
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or Amnesia. Please do not sue me.
Thanks to: narutochaos22 for editing and doing the stuff I don't do.
"What was I doing here again…" Ruby thought to herself, as she placed a bag down. She had gotten a couple of random games from a bundle from the nice old shopkeep for a discount price. Setting up the automatic installations on Weiss' new Schnee-ple computer, Ruby placed a finger to her lips. "I knew I had something to do… but what was it?" Ruby thought for a moment; she thought for a second to be precise.
Oh well, Ruby shrugged with a smile as she skipped towards the cafeteria. By the time she was finished eating, the games would be installed and Ruby could play!
Soon after Ruby left, Blake returned from the library. A couple hours of leisurely reading had made Blake tired of reading text. She wanted something more… interactive. Something that could catch her interest.
Out of the corner of her eye, Blake caught that a game download had finished.
"Huh?" Blake approached the laptop. "Amnesia, eh?" Blake wondered aloud. Her bow twitched. She remembered reading some video game review literature on this game. All she could recall was that it was an interesting tale; a breathtaking story.
Ah, sure why not? Let's try it, Blake mused to herself.
A few minutes later, Blake did indeed find the story breathtaking. As in, for-the-love-of-Remnant-that-made-her-scream breathtaking.
The trails of purple and pinkish goo, the haunting noises, and the nightmarish visages that chased after her in the old Prussian castle terrified the young faunus' mind. But in those quiet instances of insanity, as Blake did her best to navigate the catacombs and corridors of the castle, she found solace. In the madness, Blake could feel momentary clarity. It was sight beyond sight. This game… Amnesia: the Dark Descent… it has truly opened Blake's eyes!
…
Well, no.
Actually, Blake was crying. Her eyes were wide shut as she cried tears of joy and terror.
The mechanics were simple. The direction was straight forward. Everything about the game was streamlined and perfected. Blake could see the path she had to go. Her White Fang training had developed her puzzle-solving senses well: whether it was bomb defusing or navigating dungeons, Blake could do it all.
But the strangest part was that, for all the terror in her heart, Blake loved every moment of it. Like an addiction. Every maze. Every lever. Every note she found.
All of it excited her. Even as the tears streamed down her face, even as her heartbeat quickened with each door opened, Blake craved it all...
The anxiety. The suspense. The terror.
Blake found her sanity slowly fading away as her brain became shriveled by the fright. Each note she examined, each floor visited… it all pleased her to no end.
She especially loved the madness of it all. As her character's sanity waned, so did Blake's. There was the flight from the Gatherers that fueled her fear, the splashes from Kaernk that made her bow quiver. And, of course, it was the chase of the Shadow whose fleshy wake that terrified her very soul. And yet, the gripping story still kept her interest. Blake yearned to discover even more despite her heart feeling like it could explode at any moment. The pounding of adrenaline continued to rumble through both sets of her ears.
Blake licked her lips. Her hand in a vice grip over the mouse and keyboard.
This. This, Blake thought, was her kind of game.
"So like, do you get to shoot anything or what?" A voice spoke over Blake's shoulder.
Blake screamed bloody murder.
"Yang!" Blake gasped after emptying her lungs. "Do. Not. Do that!"
Yang slowly removed her palms from her ears. "I think I might need hearing aids after that one… oh dang it, got a clump of earwax in this one," grimaced Yang as sent her pinky finger in for an ear canal expedition. "Aha! Got it!"
Yang presented her prize to Blake. Blake was not amused. Shrugging, Yang flicked it across the room into the trash can. Yang liked to be clean, you see.
"I'm playing a game, Yang."
"I can see that. So… when do you get to shoot something?"
Blake narrowed her eyes. "There's no shooting in this game."
"There isn't? B-But… where's the game then? Like… where's the firepower."
Blake sighed. "You'll never understand. It's a piece of art. This game is a storytelling masterpiece."
"How great can a story be without even a pea shooter?"
A bow twitch. "Now you're making me angry."
"Yeah so go shoot me-oh wait!" Yang threw her back out and her chest forward and laughed. Blake pondered over the easiest way to get rid of a body.
"But seriously, can I watch you play?" Yang pulled up a seat and sat behind Blake. "Seems you're having a good time. I want to have a good time, too."
Blake loosened her shoulders. "Fine," and Blake returned to the game. "Just. Watch."
Blake continued through the labyrinth, carefully avoiding the foul creatures while completing puzzles. In short order, Blake found another note which she brought up to read.
"Reading? Are you serious?"
"Yang…" Blake gritted her teeth in frustration. "I'm trying to learn more about Alexander von Brennenburg and his motives… and you are not making this any easier."
Yang shrugged.
"Let me play."
"No."
"But-but…"
"No."
"Buuut Blaaakeeyyy…"
"Ugh… Fine." Blake rose from her seat and allowed Yang a spot. Not before saving the game of course. Blake had expected Yang to die quickly. "Once you die, I get a turn again."
"Sure, sure," Yang waved off as she went off. With hyperfast ease, Yang completed multiple objectives. She even hummed a few tunes. With practiced ease, she avoided the creature's pathways and solved the puzzles efficiently. There was not a wasted movement.
"Wh-what…?"
Blake was dumbfounded. Yang was humming a melody.
"This is so easy, Blake," Yang said in a sing song voice. Several notes had been picked up, but none had been checked or opened. "Man, who thought this game needed reading."
Blake's fingers were running through her hair in frustration.
"Yang! You're not appreciating the story!"
"No, I am not. Who cares about the story in a game anyways? I'm appreciating the game," said Yang as she continued burning through levels. Notes she picked up were ignored as Yang completed each part effectively. "Although I gotta admit, this game is way too easy. If I had a gun there wouldn't even be a game."
Stifling a yell of frustration, Blake watched the back of Yang's golden mane as she continued ignoring story-points and artifacts. There was no appreciation of the scenery or the atmosphere. "Yang! The story! You're ignoring the story!"
It was too much. Yang had absolutely no respect for the masterful level design that helped convey the story. Yang was just… just beneath this game. Blake pulled on Yang's shoulder to face her.
Yang's eyes was closed. Yang slowly opened an eye. "Blake? what is it?"
Blake's mouth was opened.
"You were playing… with your eyes closed?"
Yang nodded. "Well yeah. This game's scary. How else am I suppose to beat it? Man, I'd probably lose my mind if I actually played with one eye opened."
Blake's blood boiled. "Out."
"Uh… I haven't died yet-"
"Out!" Blake screamed. "Out out out out out out out!"
Yang stood up and brushed herself off. "Fine, be that way you little spoilt kitty. See if I care," Yang sniffed dismissively. And with a slam of the door, Blake was left alone with Amnesia.
Well, not entirely alone.
Blake heard a scuffle. Cocking her head towards Weiss' bed, she saw a lump rummage around the blankets as Zwei's sleepy head popped up. He looked at Blake reproachfully before burrowing back into the covers.
Blake took a seat. She opened her inventory and read the notes Yang had dutifully ignored. Amber eyes read each one carefully. Blake did her best to replicate the feeling of dread as she discovered each note at the expected location. Doing her best to remember the atmosphere, Blake moaned.
It just isn't the same, Blake cried internally. This isn't what the designers wanted her to experience.
After finishing catch-up, she continued on. The puzzles were sorely more difficult and the Gatherer's were no longer servants… they were brutes. Monsters that could knock her character out in a single blow.
It was infuriating.
Blake placed her head onto her desk. The difficulty jump was too much. And her heart and nerves were still shaking from her explosive response to Yang's indifference. It was one of the first lessons Adam taught her, 'never lose your cool'.
Adam obviously had never played Amnesia… or had Yang for a partner.
But there was a solution in all of this… Blake sighed. Time to be the better person… or faunus… or whatever Weiss was, she thought.
Somewhere in the cafeteria, Weiss sneezed.
"Bless you!" Ruby chirped.
Rising from her seat, Blake went to the doorway and tentatively opened it.
Yang was leaning against the wall on the other side of the hallway. Hearing the door open, she stirred to see in her peripheral a wild Blake peek outside, who was doing her best impression of a woeful kitten.
Damn that's adorable, Yang mused to herself.
Shaking out of her reverie, Yang turned to sternly glare at Blake, "Been waiting a looong while for that apology," she drawled.
Blake's shoulders were slumped. Still facing the floor, she whispered a soft apology. "Sorry."
A hand rested on Blake's shoulder. Looking up, she was met with a sea of amethyst. "Not a problem." Yang smiled. "And sorry, I should have been paying more attention to the story. But I'm a bit of a perfectionist myself… I always gotta win ya know?"
Blake's lips curled. She shoved Yang playfully. "You know… there's problem quite a few levels left… and it's too hard for me. I think I've died enough times already so... "
A grin. "Say no more… and Blake, I… I might have been wrong too. I promise I'll slow down just a tiny bit for you to catch up on whatever lame story that game is telling. Deal?"
A laugh. "Deal."
RWBY Let's Play Amnesia Fin
Author's Notes: F.E.A.R. is next. Also thank you for the suggestions. Especially Ao Oni, Harvester, and Among the Sleep. I'll try them if I get a chance at them.