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Beacon Academy
It was a bright and sunny Saturday afternoon at Beacon Academy. As it was the weekend, the students and the staff were enjoying their day, making most of their time as possible. Considering the fact that a couple of days ago, there had been reports of activity from the White Fang within the abandoned ruins of Mountain Glenn. Team RWBY, having prior experience with the White Fang despite their young ages were sent to investigate. During the event, they discovered that the terrorist group and notorious criminal Roman Torchwick and planted explosives in the mountain and detonated them, unleashing the Grimm inside and leading to a small invasion of Vale.
Thankfully, the Grimm were defeated and Torchwick was captured, although a majority of the White Fang escaped during the chaos. Not only that, but the Council of Vale blamed Beacon’s Headmaster Ozpin for the lack of security, and so they shifted all security for the upcoming Vytal Festival to Atlasian General James Ironwood and his army, much to Ozpin’s protests that the festival should be postponed until they were certain another incident would not happen again.
Of course, with the Vytal Festival soon to occur, many prospective Hunters were all training hard for the tournament. At the same time, those responsible for the Breach were planning their next move.
However are story doesn't take place there, no it takes place in another realm, one that is sheltered from others, one that is a theatre, a cinema. With a mere gesture all the aforementioned cast in the tags were summoned, without their weapons.
"Greetings guests!" Echo, the Author smiled. "Who the fuck are you!" Yang demanded. "Me? Why my dear I am merely an entertainer. I am here to entertain you!" Echo bowed dramatically folding himself in half then seeming to go through his own legs to stand up straight while his body makes sickening cracks and pops. "That was deeply unsettling." Pyrrha murmured. "Oh that is nothing compared to the gore and blood fest you are about to watch." Echo chuckled. "Gore?" The teenagers act in suspense while Tyrian asked in excitement. "Yes! you all are reacting to a sort of dark alternate universe. But I ask you not to view your fellow man/faunas any differently at least in any negative manner." Echo smiled. "And if we do?" Adam sneered and suddenly Echo is in front of him.
"Ḭ̸̯͛F̸͇̓ ̵̮̌̌Y̸̝̠͌Ô̸̙̝̔U̵̝̟̅ ̶̩̿̏D̸͇̭͑Ỏ̸̦̐ ̴̱̥̃̂I̶̟̗͊̄ ̶̙͚̉Ẁ̶͍İ̶̻ͅL̸͈̋L̴̢̦̃ ̶̳̙͛H̵̰͌̈́U̶̹̿̆Ṇ̴̢̑̓T̷̛̥̯ ̵̢̈́Y̶̙̜̿͛O̵̭͊̋U̸͓͌ ̶͈̓Ḏ̸̳̾̚O̴͉͗̅W̶̩͛͐N̸̝͆ ̶̛̗Ā̵̡͖́N̷̨̡̅͘D̸̺̩̈̉ ̶͔̈̇S̵̫̐̂L̷̠͛͊O̸͎͑̎W̶̳̰̽͛L̷̩͠Y̷̻̏̽ ̵̨̯͘Ḁ̶̿͐N̶̡̖̈́D̷̯̲͑ ̷̞̀͛P̴̝̃͆Â̴͖̚Ȋ̵̗͒Ṉ̷̭͗͝F̴̧̦̋Ư̶͚̰̍L̴̳̪̃Ľ̶͓̤Ẏ̶͙ͅ ̸͇̃̾W̵̻̼͂͝I̴̧͎̔Ṕ̴̼Ë̴̲̝́ ̸̟̪̓T̶̲͈̈́̌H̷̨͐Ô̸̼͉̕S̶̰̖̀͒E̴̹̩͝ ̴̣̓̃M̷͚̊Ë̴̲̊M̸̮̲̔͘O̴͙̹͝R̷̜̾I̷̡̹͐É̶͙S̸̹͊.̴̤̳̔" Echo stated with an open mouth grin far too wide, going from ear hole to ear hole as black and gold liquid starts to pour in heaps from his mouth and eye sockets. Suddenly Echo's face returns to normal. "Okay?" Echo asked and Adam only nodded and took a seat. The others quickly followed suit. "Now let's start with the rules if you need to puke, a trash can will appear. If you feel uncomfortable there is a calm down room, if you need to cry, tissues will appear, need any background for certain information for a joke a card will appear. Any questions?" Echo asked.
Glynda held up her hand. "What precisely are we reaching to?" She asked. "HellRWBY." Echo answered causing some people to mutter. Summer raised her hand. "What should we be prepared for?" Summer inquired. "Mass murder, jokes about rape but you will know when they are serious, everyone is somewhat evil, some of yourselves saying things you'd never say and having alternative personalities to yourself, gore, trauma, some of yourselves dying, and A LOT OF SEXUAL JOKES." Echo explained. "Can you give us an example?" Ozpin asked. "She is quite literally a catgirl paradox who can't die but isn't in one place." Echo explained and gestured to Neo. "Ready?" Echo asked as some said yes others gave a nervous nod.
The screen then lit up as the first three episodes started.