Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20151102181323

''It's long, and there's lots of rambling. But it serves as character development for Vert and Kreutznauer. Hope you learn something from this. -GL'' --- Inside the village, there was one thing Kreutznauer wanted to do before he disembarked.

"Tanner, was it? Look, mate, I hate giving apologies like this, but I am... so fucking sorry for not telling you earlier.

Vert decided to intervene.

"Look, part of it was my idea. So, I have to take some responsibility for it."

Once after they apologized, they headed off to buy supplies for the trip ahead. Their first stop was at an ammunition and Dust shop, to purchase as much ammo and crystals they needed for the journey ahead. Then they went to another shop to buy as much food as possible.

Kreutznauer, in particular, was stocking up in chlorine tablets, to purify nearby streams and rivers for potable water.

They then stopped at a nearby restaurant to get a good meal. The professor was busy recording a video log for Walking With Grimm, spraying diagrams on several napkins with his ketchup.

"Alright, Kreutznauer here on Walking With Grimm. We're at a village resting up before we move on. We took down a herd of Black Mares and their patriarch, and the next big species is the Armadome. It's mating season for them, so the buggers will be breeding like mad. These armadillos are heavily armored, like a Boarbatusk, and rolls around like one too. Best not to piss them off if you don't want to be roadkill." He then finished recording, and ordered a shot of gin with a ten oz. top sirloin steak.

As the two were eating, Vert decided that now was a good time to ask him all the questions he and the rest of the crew had.

"Man, that Mayor, if you can call him that, he really was something. That just sounded a little creepy."

"He's probably mad from being isolated from the rest of the world and the Kingdom. It's the cold, hard truth, but this is what's happening in many villages. People are bloody shittin' their trousers, and with good reason - no adequate defense against the Grimm. It's a neverending cycle of fear and death every time there's a village."

"Uh sir?"

"What is it?"

"I've got a few tough questions to ask you."

"Well come on then, spit it out!"

"Uh, first off, I want to know more about why you signed on to this show."

"It's bloody simple. I wanted to use this opportunity to teach everyone about what the Grimm are really capable of. You?"

"I'm here because my teammates forced me to."

"And why not choose this?"

"Well, you see, I'm a man of justice. I was taught this even as a toddler. However, when your parents, your role models, aren't what they say they are, well ..."

"Well, what?"

"That's why I pursue justice. Just because my parents are criminals, doesn't mean that the fundamental ideas of justice and maintaining order is irrelevant! Maybe I might screw up the first two times after this gig, maybe I won't. But I'll never give up defending what matters to me the most: the law and the noble citizens who abide by it."

"Bloody hell. Jacobs, that is one of the stupidest and most selfish reasons for studying at Beacon."

Vert was offended. "Excuse me, sir?"

"There's more to being a Huntsman than fighting for justice. Especially when you're doing it because you're clinging into a selfish ideal. Ooh! A cop wannabe that studies at a Huntsman Academy just because he had shitty parents that broke the law. Who bloody cares?", Kreutznauer ranted as he took a shot of gin.

Now it was Vert's turn to get really mad. "With all due respect, sir-"

"Listen. The duty of a Huntsman is to protect the people of Remnant from the Grimm. At the end of the day, it doesn't matter who's breaking the law when you've got a bloody army of these buggers crashing through your front door!"

Vert sat in silence as he was shocked at what he heard.

"Besides, you can't arrest someone when humanity is being slaughtered wholesale like someone's chew toy!"

Vert, still mind-bogglingly confused as to the meaning behind Kreutznauer's rant, decided to change the subject.

"Okay. Um, sir?"

"What?"

"Are you aware that not everyone is happy with your sense of direction and co-ordination?"

"I know," he sighed. "Jacobs, do you honestly think that I like bossing people around?"

"Uh..."

"I don't. I really don't have a problem with other people, I bloody don't."

"Then what about..."

"The only reason why I do this is because I care for all of your bloody arses, okay! God!"

Vert's eyes widened, unsure if Kreutznauer was going to cause an uproar and flip the table. A few pairs of eyes stared at the Huntsman in a drunken rage, before resuming their dinners.

"I mean, do you honestly think that I'm like that General Ironwood von SausageWanker, who loves to compensate for everything by going to foreign Kingdoms shoving his army everywhere he goes!? No! And don't compare me to that enigmatic sod Ozpin either! The only thing he's bloody useful is telling cryptic lies with that "A Time of Peace" bollocks! People will eventually find out the truth about what he did and what he failed to do, so why bother sweeping it under the rug!?"

Vert decided not to interrupt, lest he be a new target.

"The only reason why I raise my voice is because of idiots like Thompson and pussies like Barr! They don't care about the safety of everyone, only their footage! And I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Roads pull this shite right in front of me! Well, fuck me!"

"Um..."

"Look, I really don't care what you do, so long as you some common sense every now and then! Remember that time you led the charge against the last Firebat when I was out? I thought you did a bloody good job! Then the time you took care of the Night Runner in the morning, that was alright! I didn't need to save you guys because you were mature enough back then that you didn't need me to step in! If the people on this show behaved more responsibly, then you lot won't hear me screaming my lungs out all the goddam time!"

"Okay, well, why the need for common sense and all this?"

"Because I'm a Huntsman, Jacobs! I've been to Beacon! I've turned from a reckless young man who gave no shits about the world, to a teacher that cares about it! As a Grimm Studies professor at Beacon, I've seen people die right in front of me because they were too stupid enough to not charge headfirst! It takes more than an naive, idealistic heart to fight the Grimm, Jacobs! And one of them is using your bloody brain!"

"Wait, what about the ice dust thing? Wouldn't that make us hypocrites just like the time Platinum rushed to the vans and had them ram into the Black Mares, and draw the attention of the parents?"

"Well, now she bloody knows how it feels when she runs around. And I hope that she learns, because this better be the only time she gets a taste of her own medicine!"

"But still..."

"When I do something crazy, I do it for the safety of the crew, and not because to gather several seconds of video! I check my immediate surroundings for any danger, and I make rational choices based on what's going on! And when I fuck up, I apologize like I mean it, not half-arse it and blame someone else!"

"Well, why stay?"

Kreutznauer sighed. "Because I still care about you and all the civilians watching this show! Just because the film crew and Roads behaved like imbeciles, doesn't mean that people should suffer! The public deserves to be properly educated, instead of this dumbed-down load of shite from the mass media which the governments are spoon-feeding them! That's why I put up with this bollocks every single time!"

Vert continued to be shocked, listening attentively to the rant with his ears.

"But it seems that all I'm ever good for is screaming and saving the day, isn't it? Hell, the people will never get an idea of what the Grimm are truly like because it's always me cutting them down before they show up at their maximum potential. God, I have a lot of work cut out for me, don't I? Protect the idiot film crew, make sure the rest of us don't die, slaughter the buggers, and give the public a dose of reality and what it truly feels like, walking with Grimm. Ah, shite. Someday, I'll find a way to properly educate the public on the Grimm. Maybe star in another show in the distant future, I don't know. But one thing's certain. No matter how much I hate the people who fuck up, I will still commit to the very end."

Unbeknownst to them, Platinum listened nearby, and heard every single word...