User blog:Trogdor7620/RE:I've Just Pasted Myself In Red Sap and Wandered Into Ursa Territory

Going off of the previous blog I made, I now feel obligated to at least show some people what I've done. Here is an excerpt of what I have done so far. So here is the scene from Jaunedice of RWBY and JNPR sharing the meal, and Cardin's bullying.

Chapter 11
Grabbing a tray of food from the nearby bench, I went to the table, looking for my friends. It wasn't hard to find them: just look for the tray of cookies that Ruby would inevitably have.

'Hey, Trogdor7620! Over here!' I heard Yang calling out to me. Turning, they were sitting near the door. I smiled, and went over, sitting next to Blake.

'Hey, guys. What's the story?' I greeted. Ren looked to me, his pink eyes showing me the exhaustion.

'Nora's telling one.'

I shut up, and looked to Nora, knowing her story already, but curious to hear it in person.

‘There we were. In the middle of the night…’ Nora explained, a hint of mystery in her voice. Ruby was listening with some interest as she nibbled at a chocolate chip cookie, while Yang was focussed only on Nora's story. Blake was reading one of her many books, while Weiss filed her nails. Ren sat beside Nora, holding a steaming coffee mug.

‘It was day.’ Ren corrected tiredly.

‘We were surrounded by Ursi…’

‘They were Beowolves.’

‘DOZENS OF ‘EM!’

‘Two of them.’

‘But they were no match. And in the end, Ren and I made a boatload of Lien selling Ursa skin rugs!’

Ren sighed in annoyance, balancing his cup of coffee on his free hand.

‘She’s been having this recurring dream for nearly a month now.’ He said.

My eyes widened.

‘I don’t know what’s worse: the Ursa skin rugs, or the fact that you have first-hand knowledge about her dreams.’ I stated. Ren shot me a dirty look, and his hand clenched around his mug. If he weren’t so tired, I’d probably have a lot of first, possibly second, degree burns on my face.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Jaune, are you okay?’ Pyrrha asked her leader, who was listlessly poking at his food with his fork. A few seconds late, Jaune finally responded.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Huh? What, yeah, I’m fine. Why?’

<p class="MsoNormal">‘It’s just you seem a little… not okay.’ Ruby stated. Now everyone’s eyes were on the nervous leader, mine included.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Guys, I’m fine. Seriously, look!’ Jaune tried to reassure us with a forced grin, a nervous laugh, and a thumbs-up. Saying that we were convinced would be like saying that Professor Port was young, handsome, and attractive: he wasn’t, and we weren’t.

<p class="MsoNormal">Hearing laughter from the table down from us, our attention was diverted to team CRDL, tormenting a brown-haired girl. I couldn’t imagine why, but looking at Sky, I remembered: they were taunting Velvet Scarlatina, the shy, soft-spoken rabbit Faunus. I felt a twinge of pity, soon replaced by anger at CRDL.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Jaune, Cardin’s been picking on you since the first week of school.’ Pyrrha’s voice once again drew me out of my daydreaming.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Who, Cardin Winchester? Naw, he just likes to mess around. Practical jokes!’ Jaune kept trying to act cool about his plight, but fooling anyone he wasn’t.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘He’s a bully.’ Ruby glared. Jaune nearly burst into a fit of laughter.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Oh, please. Name one time he’s “bullied” me.’ He challenged. We all looked at each other. This wouldn’t be hard.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Well, there was the time he knocked your books out of your hands in the hallway.’ Blake offered.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Oh, come on. That was just a friendly shove.’ Jaune’s defense was weak: everyone knew Cardin had gone out of his way to hit Jaune.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘How about the time he caused Crocea Mors to get stuck in the doorway to Professor Peach’s class?’ Yang asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Oh, come on, Yang, it’s an old piece of equipment. It does that all the time.’ Jaune’s defense continued to slip: Cardin had made his shield unfurl into the doorway.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Or how about that time he shoved you into the rocket propelled locker and sent you flying?’ I continued.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Oh, COME ON, Trogdor7620, I didn’t land far from the school.’ Jaune wasn’t even trying to defend anymore.

<p class="MsoNormal">Pyrrha held up her hand to silence us. It was a good thing too: knowing Yang, she'd list off everything that Cardin had stooped to doing. To this day, I still don't know how Cardin had managed to get Jaune's jeans up on top of Beacon Academy.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Jaune, you know if you need help, you can just ask.’ Pyrrha stated. Listening to her, it seemed as though she was pleading for Jaune to do so.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Ooh!’ Nora looked up from her bowl of popcorn (don’t ask me how she got it, or where), and leapt to her feet, a mad look in her eye. I sighed. I knew what was coming.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘WE’LL BREAK HIS LEGS!’

<p class="MsoNormal">Jaune grabbed his tray and stood up, ready to leave.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Guys, I’m fine. Besides, it’s not like he’s a jerk to me. He’s a jerk to everyone.’ He stated.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Ow! That hurts!’

<p class="MsoNormal">As if to validate Jaune’s reassurance, looking over at Cardin showed us that he was pulling a helpless girl’s rabbit ears, testing to see if they were real. The cry of pain confirmed the suspicions, and Cardin’s teammates laughing proved another thing: Cardin wasn’t the only bully on the scene.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Poor Velvet… why does she have to suffer for that?’ I looked over with a sad glance, as Cardin’s torments continued.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Please stop…’ Velvet begged, but Cardin continued to tug.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘I told you they were real.” Cardin laughed to his teammates, who continued to cruelly jeer at the insecure girl.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘What a freak.’ Russel was the one to speak amidst the laughter. And with that, Cardin finally released his death grip on the poor girl’s lagomorph ears. She turned and started to quickly walk out of the hall, shielding her face from view. Although I could see her cheeks were glistening with a shiny trail of tears.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Atrocious. I can’t stand people like him.’ Pyrrha turned back to face her food with an angry look in her green eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘She’s not the only one.’ Blake’s eyes swivelled towards the departing Velvet, fury apparent on her face at Cardin’s cruel treatment, and I knew why. Blake’s bow was a lot more than just a fashion accessory, though I wasn’t about to say anything. She was a friend, and I wasn’t about to risk my friendship, or my life, revealing it to everyone. Yang glanced at the departing girl, and gave a heavy sigh.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘It must be tough to be a Faunus.’

<p class="MsoNormal">As I watched Velvet and Jaune leave, I decided I had to do three things: comfort Velvet, build up Jaune’s self-confidence, and reduce Cardin’s legs to two piles of powdered calcium. I pushed my plate away, stood up, and started to follow Velvet out of the room.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘Hey, Trogdor7620, where are you going?’ Ruby noticed my departure. I turned my head, so she could hear me.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘I’ve lost my appetite.’ Cardin’s actions had made me sick. Back on Earth, I had shown some nonchalance against the degradation of the Faunus. They were cartoon characters, after all: why would I care? But actually being in the world of RWBY for a few months had changed that. Getting back to Earth was… now a lesser priority.

Extra Bits and Pieces

 * 1) Alright, for a start, you'll notice that I've used my username, mainly because I don't feel comfortable in using my real name.  YET. 
 * 2) There will be shipping in this SI. From what I've decided, it'll be as follows:
 * 3) If you don't like it, don't tell me about how you'd prefer Bumblebee, or whatever. This is not to say I don't like Bumblebee, or any other shipping that isn't described here: I like shipping in general, and these are the ones I've gone with. Yang is only paired with my OC because she wasn't with anyone when I decided on the shipping. Besides, I'm shy and insecure in Remnant. Pairing with her seemed logical to me.
 * 4) My weapon, even though it isn't described, is going to be dual wrist-mounted crossbows/grappling pincers/swords. Now, I can't draw to save my life, so if anyone wants to do a quick sketch of it, I'd be happy for them to do so.
 * 5) As for the story... I'm not giving it away. But a fair bit of it will explain what Remnant's relationship with Earth is.

Conclusion
So there you have it. The first look at my crappy self-insertion fiction.

Do note, THIS IS NOT MEANT TO BE A FANWANK. Admittedly, I wish I could go to the world of RWBY, but I'm trying to be realistic, as in, how I would react to see that these characters were real, and how I'd survive.