The Wonderful- What, What?

Glynda walked into Ozpin's office. "You called me? What's going on?"

Ozpin stood beside something mysterious covered by a sheet. He grabbed the sheet and quickly pulled it off, revealing a strange machine of dubious origin. "Behold! My latest and greatest invention!"

Glynda's shoulders slumped. "By greatest, I presume you mean it works."

"Almost."

She rolled her eyes. "What does it- eh, what is it supposed to do?"

Ozpin grinned maniacally. "This machine extrapolates from each person it interacts with what it is that individual needs the most in their life. Then, after processing the information, it processes the person to fix the failing so that they can live to the fullest their thus far wasted youth!"

Glynda turned to leave. "This sounds iffy to me. I'm going to go hide somewhere until it's done and pray that some of the students survive."

Ozpin put a hand on her shoulder to keep her from leaving. "I need you to help me use it."

Glynda glared at the hand, then brushed it off her shoulder, watching it plop to the ground. "First off, where did you get the hand? Second, what makes you think I would help you round up victims for your untested machine? Third, where did you get the hand?"

Ozpin shrugged. "They were left over from the Thanksgiving party. Anyways, I really need your help on this one. I promise, I'll quit coffee for a whole week if you do this for me. It'll be like vacation for you!"

"That sounds tempting, but... it's still luring unsuspecting, trusting students to their inevitable demise."

Ozpin frowned. "It's not designed to kill them."

Glynda looked the machine up and down for a second. "You said it would 'process' the person it scans. That alone sounds sinister. Plus, what creation of yours has been intended to kill someone? And yet they all die anyway."

Ozpin turned to look out the window. "That wasn't the machines. It's just... top secret technology. There can be no surviving witnesses."

Glynda sighed, shaking her head. "Well, then, again, why should I round up victims?"

Ozpin grinned. "Two words. Black. Mail."

Glynda sighed again. "Fine."

Don't Lie To Me

Ren was lying down across his and Jaune's beds, because apparently he was allowed to Lie anywhere. He watched in silence as four people sat around a desk that had been pulled to the center of the room. The four people were playing Go Fish.

Jaune jumped up, swinging his arm in an Arc and pointing to one of his opponents. "Do you have any twos?"

Cardin shook his head. "You got me there." He handed it over. Jaune put the Card into his own hand, then set the pair down on the table.

Russel looked up. "I'm hungry? Anyone feel like Russeling up something to eat?"

Cardin groaned. "Stop messing around, you two."

Sky shrugged. "What? You know the rules. When it comes to Larking about, the Sky is the limit."

Ren smirked. "No Lie there."

Cardin grumbled. "Now he's in on it too."

Nora appeared from under one of the beds. "You won't hear any from me, I promise! Not a pun NORA joke!"

Jaune pointed across the room at Nora. "I thought you were supposed to be practicing your slug impression!"

Nora gasped, then disappeared under the bed again. There was a moment of silence. Everyone slowly turned to look at the last person present. Dove just sat there. When he noticed that everyone was looking to him, he made a face.

"What? I'm not getting involved in your foolishness."

Barbaracue

A blonde girl sits reclining in a chair, holding in her hands a stick and a bag of marshmallows. She smiles. "Hello there everyones! Nice to meet you, eh? I'm here to announce exactically what's goin' on!"

She puts a marshmallow on the end of the stick and starts roasting it.

"From now on, our regular cast of Ruby Rose, her friends, her family, and Weiss, will be joined by the more expansive cast of Remnant created by us, and created by you! That's right, from now on your own characters will be joining the weirdness in our ultimate quest for the greatest goal one could hope to have! Of course, I speak of victory over all that oppose us! Now stand with us! We will all be victorious as one!"

Yang groaned. "I am so done."

Ami, who is oddly always in present tense even when everyone else was in past tense, looks down at Yang who she is using to toast her marshmallows. "And so are my smores!"

Blowing on her marshmallow to cool it down, Ami speaks to the audience. "So, send in you characters and keep sending in your ideas! That's what fuels the story, and now you get to see your own creations participate! Just like me!"

And the audience replied...