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@angel
20 / female / not particular / q of spades

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( ooc: anything with emojis are staff-edited. same with her little intro comment on the ntwk. )

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My Self-Summary

Greetings. My name is Weiss Schnee. I'm a Huntress and a member of team RWBY. I hail from a world called Remnant, and I was once a citizen of the kingdom of Atlas.

I tend to wear my hair in different ways. Why don't you tell me which style you think suits me best?

My Future Plans

To learn the ins and outs of this resort, mostly. And of course, get back to Remnant, where my friends are.

With regard to the games here? Let's just say I'd like to upgrade my suite.

My Talents

For combat related talents, I am an exceptional fencer and my swordsmanship is beyond compare. My Semblance allows me to create Glyphs, as well, which make me capable of performing feats like making shields and platforms, time dilation, or summoning creatures that are under my command. I'm also very proud to say that I know a thing or two about making weaponry; I did, after all, design my own weapon.

Of course, I'm not just all work and no play. I'm a skilled artist, with a talent for dancing, playing the piano, songwriting, and singing. I've performed in front of my kingdom many, many times, and even my fellow students at Beacon loved my performances.

You should also see how 🥨flexible🥨 I can be.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

I've read many books since I was a child, as reading is one of my favourite past times. The classics never get old, such as: The Boy Who Fell From the Sky, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, The Corpse Doctor, amongst others.

I tend not to watch movies, and I only do so when people invite me out. As such, I don't really have a favourite. Maybe you can invite me to watch a movie with you and change my mind? 👉👈

When it comes to my taste in music, I do enjoy operas and ballads, but I've also branched out and have been listening to pop and rock songs. There's just rap which I don't quite understand...

And lastly, for food, I am typically not a very picky eater. I like to eat light and healthy, so salads, quinoa, and granola are in my usual diet. I do love frozen yoghurt best, though! Especially blueberry flavoured frozen yoghurt. That would be my favourite. And crepes, of course!

My Ideal Partner

I haven't had time to sit down and think of what kind of partner is ideal for me. Of course, somebody mature would be best, because I have no interest in childish things. Someone who will look out for me, give me attention and affection, and call me a good girl. 💙💙💙

Someone I can have an intellectual conversation with over either coffee or tea, or someone who can challenge me and push me to my limits would be best. I'd like to grow as a person as well, after all.

Height 5'0" Body Type Petite Smokes No Drinks Socially Drugs No! Sign Taurus Education 1st Year, Huntsman Academy Occupation Huntress Income Classified Children N/A Pets Please send a message to sign up 🐶 Hobbies Reading, writing, dancing, singing, planning, yoga

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

Cocktails

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

Neither!

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Baths

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

I think this highly depends on the context

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

Coffee

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Sweet

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Winter!

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Lace

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

Classified

Personality Type
ESTJ-A

ENERGY

54%

EXTRAVERTED

MIND

51%

OBSERVANT

NATURE

73%

THINKING

TACTICS

97%

JUDGING

IDENTITY

90%

ASSERTIVE

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

text; @princeofhearts

[bleakdecember]

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It's good to find someone else who enjoys coffee. It's just a shame the line at Birdbucks is normally so long.

Regardless, perhaps we could share a cup together sometimes? We could strategize on ways to improve out suites.

[schmisse]

Tell me about it. I'd really like to try their coffee if people wait ages just to be able to order and be served. It must be good.

I don't mind. The other restaurants and cafes do offer coffee as well, after all. The ones I've tried have been enough to at least keep me awake despite the average taste.

(open season) | voice | un: ᴘʀᴏғᴇssɪᴏɴᴀʟ sᴜɢᴀʀ ʙᴀʙʏ

[morarchon]

It seems that there are a fair number of musical artists in the hotel. Might I ask your specialty?

[schmisse]

Ah, hello.

[ A voice call! Normally, texting would be the norm for something like this, but she doesn't mind. Calls are a lot easier, anyway. ]

My background is rooted in the classics, mainly opera. But I have been branching out to more pop and rock music, while still incorporating operatic themes to my songs.

Are you also a performer?

🔐 text; un: 🐈🐈🐈

[belheir]

Hey. I'm hungry.

[schmisse]

For human food? Or demon food?

– post shopping trip

[cartographie]

[ With her crew, Nami’s fondness for pens and good paper, and the willingness with which she’s happy to lose a few hours shopping for either one is an anomaly - which makes the afternoon spent with Weiss all the more enjoyable.

Now that their shopping excursion is winding down she’s eager to get back to her room and the desk that the casino has been kind enough to furnish her otherwise basic accommodations with (so she can delight in that fastidious and deeply nerdy pleasure that comes from setting fresh bottles of new ink in their proper spots) inviting Weiss along so they can pour over their purchases and spend a little more time in the other’s company. She’s still refining her people skills after spending most of her life using them to deceive and cheat others, but making friends here has proven interesting, and someone like Weiss who shares the interests she never gets to share with anyone ]

Did you end up going to any other stores? [ Nami asks, tossing her shopping bags onto her bed before reaching behind her to push the door to her quarters shut, patting the pockets of her shorts before retrieving a smaller bottle of ink to show Weiss. ]

I forgot they gave me a free sample of this. [ The ink in the bottle looks black, with an oddly golden undercurrent, like a vein of precious metal running through a block of jet. ] It’s supposed to be water soluble, so not great for my stuff, but maybe yours?

[schmisse]

[ There's some comfort in having someone she gets along with on the same floor. Not that she's made some enemies here, but knowing a lot of people, making connections, and having someone she can maybe visit at some point to complain about stuff is nice. ]

Today? Nope. I could have stayed longer at the stationary store if I were left alone. [ There were just so many things there, and it was absolutely amazing. It's something she'll have to visit again at some point. And so, she smiles. ] Thank you for showing me there.

[ She keeps her bags on her person, one bag containing a journal she's purchased for herself, as well as some other notebooks of various papers, and some stationery for writing in case she needs to write some letters here. The other bag has pens, pencils, highlighters, and other supplies.

Taking the bottle and inspecting it, holding it up closer to eye level, she says: ]

You got this for free? This looks pretty fancy. And I did get some water brushes, so it's perfect. [ And it's perfect too, if Nami is offering to give it to her. ] Are you sure I can have this?

during february tdm!!!

[belheir]

Hey, are you in your room or having fun somewhere else?

[schmisse]

I'm at the gym.

What's up?

Few days after their date

[stormangel]

[- Weiss will find a little basket of flowers in front of her room, tucked in a corner so no one steps on it. If she's lucky and no one snoops around and takes the card, she'll find a short note.]

I had a wonderful time talking to you. I hope you enjoy these
- Yasha

[It is very noticeable that this person doesn't write often, but she's doing her very VERY best to make it readable and nice. There's even an attempt at a little doodle of a flower.]

march 2nd

[belialedge]

[ It was like pulling teeth just to get a single staff member to even look at him. Such was the difference from going from some of the highest of highs, all the way down to the literal pits. So much so that when it came time to...ah, "relocate" Mr. Bloodedge to his new quarters, they wordlessly attempted to take a pile of things sitting on a table away. These weren't for some sardonic, rude 2 now. What was he even using them for? Some of them haven't even been touched!

But before they can cart them away, a frustrated growl fills the air from their newly appointed guest, long strides carrying him between the front door of this Jack suite and the guy carting the stuff.

"Please move, sir. These no longer belong to—" ]

Look, jackass, they're not for me!

[ ...That grants the staff member pause, cocking a brow at this prickly guest. With that in the open, Ragna sighs deep, a frown marring his lips to match. ]

They're for... someone else.

— — —
[ Perhaps it's because it's on behalf of someone else that he barely holds the receptionist's attention long enough to carry out his request. A bellhop is along momentarily to fulfill the order, driving home the point that Ragna's so fortunate they're going the extra mile for their...overbooked guest. Too bad all that does is make him give even less of a shit. Just make sure these get to where they're supposed to go.

And so, whether Weiss is home or not, there are three rhythmic raps of white-gloved knuckles upon her door, followed by:

"For Miss Weiss Schnee."

But she won't find anyone waiting to hand them off to her. Having anyone wait on a 5 was already spotty at best. The deliverer has already left. And lying in front of her room is a small pile of gifts, some of the wrapping ripped and re-taped at the ends as if someone's already snooped through them, wilted white roses atop untouched. Among the matching pair of frosted, gilded champagne flutes and matching chocolates (with one missing...), she'll find other various, presumably safe gifts befitting newlyweds to go through. ...Even if he may have missed one or two items.

And a plain white card titled out to her by first name alone, that when flipped over reads: ]

Looks like I'm one of the unlucky ones after all. Thanks for hanging out.
— Ragna

–an envelope

[cartographie]

[ It's because Nami knows that Weiss, like her, can appreciate a good square of high-quality paper that's adorned with ink of equally fine caliber, that she pulls out her best for the drawing that's slid under the other woman's door, secure and safe from prying eyes in an elegantly simple envelope with Weiss name scrawled on the front in her nicest script.

The drawing itself is of Weiss from behind, the curves of her body accentuated by the half-leaning pose Nami's drawn her in, her long braid slung over her shoulder, leaving the painting of the night sky on Weiss' back – the same painting Nami herself put on Weiss' back that afternoon they spent together after their shopping trip – unobstructed.

'Thought this one came out good enough to share. - Nami.' Is all she writes at the bottom of the page. Being to the point is comfortable, after all. ]

[schmisse]

[ Such a pleasant surprise... Weiss is fortunate no one else was in the room with her when she saw what was on the floor. Lovely envelope, very nice handwriting, good paper, an even lovelier sketch? Weiss has nothing but praise for it all. Though she can't help but wonder why Nami didn't just knock.

Some time later, she's sending Nami a photo of the drawing, on the table with red and white flower petals scattered all over the frame, some pens, and a cup of coffee. ~aesthetic~ ]

It's lovely, Nami.

I can't help but ask, though... you said "This one"? Do you have more?

may 14th (not here)

[riskybeenus]

[Weiss will find a package by her door early that morning, or she may have spied something red the midnight before if she came back late that leaves before she can confront. Either way, there's a small box of chocolate-chip cookies there for her that's nicely wrapped with a red ribbon, and a small message that says---

"Happy Birthday. I can't make it to your party, so enjoy these instead. - Rinne"

He'd stick around and give it personally, but he's frankly a sex-addled mess right now so it's a miracle he managed to even get a package for her.]

may 14th | birthday gift

[eaudevamp]

[ Approximately at the stroke of midnight, depending on whether Weiss has gone to bed, there will be a knock on her door; if she is already sleeping then there's another knock in the early morning. There's a staff waiting upon her with a small light blue-coloured gift box with a darker blue satin ribbon tied around it. Along with it is a small note:-

"Happy birthday Miss Schnee. Many apologies that I'm not able to gift you this in person. May you continue to shine as bright as you do. — R"

Inside the box is a small glass perfume bottle with a snowflake design, as well as the white printed name "Icy Imp" below it. Even with just the simple initial on the note, it's probably no surprise who made the gift for Weiss. The perfume contains a refreshing and playful scent carrying notes of ice/snow, berries and floral, with a hint of sandalwood and bergamot underneath. Enjoy your new scent, Weiss! ]

birthday giiiirl 🥳🥳🥳 un: 🐈🐈🐈

[belheir]

Are you done with Ragna yet? Are you in your room?

[schmisse]

[ She's not going to answer that first question and give any attention to him and whatever is happening between him and Ragna. JUST... CASUALLY SHOVES THAT THING UNDER THE RUG EVEN IF THERE'S THAT BIG MESS ON THE FLOOR. ]

I was actually about to send you a message.

Where are you taking me tonight, my sweet Overlord?

early june;

[riskybeenus]

[He missed her birthday, so he actually isn't 100% sure if Weiss is still around. He'd been recovering during the latter half of the last month from the consequences of his actions, and it was only recently he was able to bounce back enough to start working on what's important.

Namely, checking on his friends.

Sure, he might be paranoid. But after testing out a few names, some working, some missing from the network, Rinne's-- well, not too happy. It didn't help that he himself disappeared once, and the scary part was, he hadn't noticed. Others had to.

It made him uneasy, so he handled it the best way he knew how.

Which is to say, Weiss could literally just be walking down the halls, minding her own business, when suddenly some guy grabs his around the waist and scoops her up like luggage under his arm, effectively lifting her off the ground and walking away with her.

Guess she's beng kidnapped.]

[schmisse]

[ Golden Peacock might have just heard the loudest shriek in all of its history. As if someone just beat the House when it comes to kidnapping!

Weiss is now being carried like a sack of potatoes, tucked under Rinne's arm, her own arms flailing about as she tries to twist and turn to get a look at what's happening. ]

Hey! What's going on?!

[ It takes a lot of effort but when she sees her kidnapper— at least, his hair— she finds herself relaxing a little. At least it's someone she knows??? And also— ]

At least carry me like a princess!

[ #Priorities ]

un: 🐈🐈🐈

[belheir]

[There is no lead up to this. No "Hi", no nothing.]

Is my butt cute and easy to squish?

[schmisse]

[ ... not even gonna ask context for this one. ]

No.

action ;

[pyrolyzed]

[ Oh, of fucking course this place would pull some horseshit like this.

Fuuta's a regular of the arcade by this point, and well-accustomed to the usual rotation of games and prizes available. The plushies, candies, toys (and sex toys) are whatever, junk that he doesn't even bother collecting. The real prizes are when games hand out food and clothes vouchers -- a godsend, given how he keeps bleeding chips just trying to stay alive. Life as a rank 2 is hard, after all. Everything needs to come out of his wallet -- the cost of even basic food and drinks, amenities, replacement clothes for whenever his are ruined by some new round of nonsense destroying his room, so on and so forth -- and he needs to scrabble for every extra benefit he can scrounge up in this place, which is at least somewhat home turf for him.

So of course he lights up when he spots a sign declaring, 'Win 10,000 tickets for the GRAND PRIZE: 10 meal vouchers and 100 bonus chips!' Followed immediately by a loud groan when he reads the fine text below: 'Tickets must be won as a pair to be eligible.'

Poor Weiss, no doubt just minding her own business and maybe originally planning on just walking by, might spot the way that Fuuta's angrily pacing the area before the sign, a hand scuffing through his hair in clear frustration as he mutters expletives to himself under his breath. But the moment he raises his head and spots her, he immediately stomps over, calling out before she can avert her gaze or try to escape: ]

Hey! Hold up a second. [ He's looking her over as he approaches. And while she doesn't look like a gamer of any flavor -- maybe she'll be cooperative, at least. ] ... you got a little spare time? The arcade's doing this -- thing. Could be pretty useful, but it needs players in pairs, so.

[ Yes he is being roundabout because, as always, he hates having to say, 'please help me.' ]

[schmisse]

[ Weiss truly was minding her own business when she's approached. A few fans of the high-ranking players that are nearby seem to scoff at Fuuta's gall to talk to someone like Weiss, but there's a look of disgust on Weiss' face when she looks at their direction. These people need to mind their own business...

As for this guy? He looks... not at all happy to even be here. He doesn't have to say "help me" for her to know what he means. She's got a roundabout way of asking for things sometimes, so she knows the language. ]

I do have the time. I mean, it's not like there's anything better to do in a sex casino.

[ ... when you're not having sex, she means. ]

Although I can't say I'd be of much use to you. I've never entered an "arcade" before.

[ Yes, she even does the airquotes. ]

→ jun.

[schmisse]

( from here )

Oh, not really. We aren't that close; he's a lot closer with one of my best friends since he has a crush on her.

[ That was not her secret to tell, but now Jun knows!! Never tell Weiss your secrets. ]

We can stay relatively safe in the cold or very hot weather. Once our Aura runs out though, then we're subject to getting sick or dying from the heat or the cold.

That reminds me, since we're about the same age... Do you still go to school where you're from? There's that school that opened up recently. I'm not sure if it's worth checking out.

Not quite. Clouds are meant to be soft, aren't they? Well, not really, since they're made of gas. But... it's like you're walking underwater? I suppose that might be a closer comparison.

[blundering]

whoa, remind me to never tell you my secrets! i guess she has no idea, yeah?

[ Not that he has many secrets!! But now Jun will keep that secret safe. ]

how does your aura run out? is it sorta like if you don't get enough sleep or something like that?

and i was meant to be graduating this year...! but i was putting that be put on the backburner now we're all stuck here. well, maybe not, if they give out certificates! were you still in school back home, too? and yeah, i haven't checked it out yet, but i'd be willing! if it helps us round out our education, it'd be a good idea.

beats me! soft like sheep furs probably the softest thing i can think of. i know the feeling, so it's like you're inside a giant water bubble? hope it doesn't sound like you're talking underwater!

→ hiyori.

[schmisse]

( from here )

An upgrade of my own doing, yes. I used my points to work my way up.

[ Figure that out for yourself on what that means, Hiyori fasdgdf ]

No pool or water slide, but there is a garden outside! Most of the time, it's snowing, so you can build snowmen out there and make snow angels or even go ice skating. :) There's a private elevator and I can apparently give some people access to my suite as if it was theirs. I think that's pretty convenient.

Perhaps I will! I do have a ballroom that's waiting to be used. Although I'll need to have a good reason to throw a party first...

[tfy]

Right, you're a hard-working girl, so you get a gold star for effort! ⭐️ And a new suite!

Though how exactly do you earn points again?

[He only knows of one way to rank up. But it doesn't seem very ladylike to brag about that, so maybe he missed something?]

Now that all sounds perfect for you. I don't think I've ever real snow indoors before. Did you have a say in designing the place, or did they peek inside your heart the way they did with the pirate queen?

And there's such a thing as "housewarming parties." Or you could call it an inaugural ball, since you're a queen now! 👑 But whenever you do decide to host one, just let us know. Jun-kun and I would be happy to provide music again. And Rinne-senpai and Leo-kun, too, I'm sure. I know Rinne-senpai wishes he could've come to your last one.

→ nami.

[schmisse]

( from here )

You have a twin?

[ Five seconds after she sends that... ]

Oh. You were being sarcastic, weren't you?

[cartographie]

Sorry to disappoint, my sister's a few years older than me. No twin unless it's a good loophole for a double date.

Ragna could work.

[ She knows you're sweet on him, Weiss. ]

→ rinne.

[schmisse]

( from here )

What would YOU say makes a 10/10 butt, then? Please enlighten me.

Re: → rinne.

[riskybeenus]

[Oh Weiss.]

Yours is solid. Fun to smack.

→ rokurou.

[schmisse]

( from here )

Well, I'M going to invite ALL THE GIRLS of this casino and tighten security. I can do that now. I'm a Queen!

[swordhardy]

Wait, you are? Unfair!

→ tseng.

[schmisse]

( from here )

Then I suppose our worlds just have a few things in common.

I almost got my hopes up.

In any case, shall we train together some time? Once I find myself a steel practice sword.

[nonvoting]

I would enjoy that. You're quite capable even without a blade, I'm almost afraid to find out what you can do with one.

→ broca.

[schmisse]

( from here )

It was. It would be a shame not to know how to engineer, design, and maintain weaponry at a combat school.

[broca]

[ Combat school... ]

Things are starting to make more sense.

→ gladio.

[schmisse]

( from here )

It is a compliment! I promise.

I could never be so bold.

I do like people considerate of schedules. The evening is fine, though. I don't mind. I'll just have to make sure my activities during the day aren't so strenuous.

[bedroll]

Do you usually spend your days doing strenuous things?

→ kazuya.

[schmisse]

[ from here ]

You can just go on a date and not expect anything, then. It'll be fun getting to know some people.

Send an emoji to Ragna and see what he says.

[belheir]

I'd rather deal with whatever it is they have planned for not sending out emojis.

→ hilda.

[schmisse]

( from here )

Of course, that's true. Please don't let me pressure you into doing anything you'd rather not do.

[ That's completely fine!! Pshh... looking at your own tattoo... why would you even! ]

We can have a sleepover. Not that I know anything about hosting those, but I'll make sure to read up on it when you do come over!

I suppose it's a little different to be in the company you barely know, but it may ease the loneliness in some way. I've been here for over half a year now, and it feels very lonely sometimes, too. While I wouldn't wish for my teammates from home to find themselves here, I do miss them.

Let's just say it's a talent I didn't know I had until I go here.

[theidlemaiden]

I don't see it that way at all. If anything, you're just trying to encourage me like any friend would. I appreciate it.

[ Is it a little early to refer to her as that? Maybe. But Hilda has always been the friendly sort and besides. Friends have sleepovers, right? ]

Oh a sleepover! I haven't had one of those since I was at the Academy. I'd love that. We can compare notes. I'll help!

[ It's an easy segue to ignore the fact that she didn't really mean to type at all that she's been feeling any sort of loneliness. It had sort of just...slipped out. ]

Now I'm curious. You're making it awfully difficult not to want to see it.

→ baptiste.

[schmisse]

( from here )

[ she is being BULLIED and she doesn't even know!! ]

Don't ask me. Some people like it.

Anyway, I suppose I've danced with fire since I do use it in combat. Did you mean it literally? Not to mention, back home, I risk my life everyday. So I suppose it applies to me figuratively speaking, too.

Re: → baptiste.

[molotovmoustache]

[Until the latent bullying turns to overt any moment now.]

Some people like it, indeed. I prefer the brightly colored candles. Just a little pop of color that adds to the fun!

[Like now. She'd been right the whole time.]

You shouldn't change the subject because you're shy. I was hoping to learn more of what you've read about.

[Though he's noted that she's played with fire in many aspects of her life. An admirable trait, really.]