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I think you know how this works Fish, someone makes a Roleplay and everyone joins wether they should or not

Well, now it's story time. It started as a freeform RP, of sorts, that some friends were playing at Scout Camp of all places. A little bit in, we realized that the characters we had created would be interesting as RWBY huntsmen, a show which we all liked. So we started writing a RWBY fan fiction, which you can probably still see hints of We wrote two or three seasons worth of plot (after the fall of Beacon was the timeline), but then someone found out that Rooster Teeth has an official set of rules for all fan fictions of RWBY... and it turned out that we broke almost literally every rule So we decided to make a new world and port our plot and characters over to it, which became Siren.

Don't know if this goes here or if we need a Fellowship meme thread (subforum, subforum, subforum!)

Miera saw they were far off the ground and quickly backed away from the window. Obviously that was what the lady had meant by "don't fall". She looked at the bookshelf. At least there might be some kind of information she could glean from that. @I Am A Fish

Alex walked up to the house and knocked

"I hope that's true. But I don't know about it if I do, so for now, I am a Stick"

"Thanks, Janice" he smiles weakly as he's brought onto the helicopter

Vale shrugs, steps over the mess, and grabs an apple from the fridge and walks out of the kitchen

"I'd argue, but I've gotten rather attached to these kids. I thought you were going to leave without me"

"Well, I'm just a stick!"

"I'll make you some food for the road. Unless you want someone to go with you."

First of the Too Early My Vorin name would either be Neheln, Nulen, or Nahelen (Hs are stupid in Vorin culture, but I like it) Shin: Null-son-Negative One Unkalaki: Nukulat'emnallatellatenem, I guess? Korathi: Irean (Time or Ageless) Returned: Neversure the Paradoxical (or probably the Sarcastic) Kandra: NulTun Threnodite: Prosper Eternal

Miera tried to hide her surprise, at least until Lydia had left. Of course she knew she was going to escape. It was just surprising to hear it so kindly and frankly. Miera started in the easiest place and went to look out the window.

Selia wanted to go back downstairs and take a look in all those locked rooms, but that would have to wait for another time. For now, she had found an interesting book on these devices called fabrials. She wondered if she could construct one, but she wasn't sure how trapping a spren would work, and didn't think she liked the idea of trapping something like Melody.

There was more than one kind of power that Miera could channel, although to be honest she thought that fireballs would have been better in any circumstance. Miera looked her in the eyes. "They are satisfactory, thank you." She walked over to the desk and sat down. "You may leave now"

Safe in the City of Stars, the Epic known as Starfall still needed to make sure he could tell what was going on in the strange city of Edmonton. He'd heard rumors, of course. He heard all the important rumors in his city. And many unimportant ones. It took a true storyteller to tell which was which. Starfall spent much of his time on top of what used to be the city hall, but was slowly being retrofitted into a fortress of sorts by his workers. It of course made sense for him to be closer to the sky than everyone else. Not only did it make sense for his powers, but a god needed to be seen. He made a decision and stood up. Behind him, the crowd gasped. He hadn't stood for almost 30 minutes, and the last time had been to kill someone one of his minions had found robbing the marketplace. It had been beautiful and dramatic, full of blood and screaming. This time, however, there was a different reason. He concentrated, gathering light into his palm. "Orion, which way to Edmonton?" One of the non-Epic advisors near him pointed in a direction, presumably towards the city. Starfall finished gathering his light, then hurled it as far as he could in that direction. It raced up to join its brethren, the stars, until it was indistinguishable from them. It would land in Edmonton and take shape as a creature he could control and see through, at least for a little while. He had to find the script before he could perform. He turned around to the crowd. "Now, each of you bring me something to eat or drink. My least favorite will get to see where that star is going to land."

Miera thought that devices like this were a long ago myth from the Shadowdays, before this Age. But this world continued to surprise her with it's cruelty and death. Obviously, however, these people needed her for something. She could use that if she needed to make that her only tool. She squared her shoulders and followed the woman.

Miera tried not to show the pain, but still gasped and stopped Weaving. "What was that?"