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Ruby: Hello, everyone! And welcome to a reaction!

In a semi lit room, stands teams RWBY and JNPR. All of whom look around in confusion as to where they are, all except the enthusiastic hooded girl.

Yang: Uuhhh, Ruby, where are we and what is happening?

Weiss: And why do I smell blood and urine in here?

Ruby: I'm glad you asked! We are in an undisclosed basement, and we are going to be reacting to a story written by some guy who likes to wear boxes. As for that last question, I've been told not to worry about what goes on here for my own well-being.

Blake: Told by who?

Ruby: Oh, the scary voices in my head!

Everyone goes silent as Ruby reaches behind a couch and pulls out a wireless keyboard. As she's busy with that, Yang leans over to Weiss and whispers.

Yang: Remind me to put her on medication when we get back.

Weiss agrees with a nod as she looks towards her team leader. The girl in question sits down on the couch with keyboard on lap as she waves everyone to take a seat. Both teams find a couch, chair, and futon to sit in as they face a large screen on a wall.

Jaune: Soooo what are we reacting to exactly.

Ruby: A story called Reject Normalcy. Embrace Violence.

Weiss: Charming.

Yang: What's it about?

Ruby: I dunno. All I got was this description. *ahem*

Your life sucks. Or at least, that's what you've gathered. Suddenly waking up in a dorm room with shoelaces wrapped around your neck as you dangle from a ceiling fan really doesn't help with the amnesia. So what do you do when you discover that your forgetful existence has been nothing but torment and abuse?

You say, "F this S!" and proceed to do whatever you want.

The short description leaves everyone in the room completely silent as they stare at the unnecessarily positive Ruby.

Ruby: It's a reader insert, by the way.

Weiss: I take back my sarcastic comment.

Pyrrha: Wait, was that whole description hinting at suici--

Nora: Can we get popcorn?

Ruby: No more questions! Now, based on how this whole thing goes, we'll probably react to this like it's a live action show or something. I don't know how this works. Should be fun! Now starting in 3. 2. 1. BEGIN!

Weiss: Ow, that was right in my ear!

*CLICK*

Reject Normalcy. Embrace Violence. (RWBY×bullied depressed reader turned Badass)

Yang: Wow, that is a title.

Jaune: Bullied turned badass? That sounds promising.

Chapter 1: Out with the old, in with the new

I wake up with a sudden jolt, my lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. I then notice something tight wrapped around my neck. Putting two and two together, I launch my hands up to my neck to try and save myself.

Jaune: Okay, that sounds less promising.

Pyrrha: Anndd that is a suicide attempt.

Weiss: What kind of book starts out like this?!

Yang: Hey, at least the guy is trying to save himself now. Good to see he changed his mind.

I collapse onto the floor feet first, immediately falling over on my ass. All while the ceiling fan crashes onto my chest.

Nora: Oh! That happened to me once! Remember, Ren? I said the ceiling fan looked a little loose, you said it was fine, then I said It would probably fall off any day now, then you told me not to climb on the ceiling fan, then I did anyways and it came right off. That was fun!

Ren: Getting scolded by Professor Goodwitch afterwards was less fun.

???: Where the fuck am I?

Pyrrha: Does he have amnesia?

Yang: Literally what it said in the description.

Blake: How orignal.

???: Ok! I'm in an unfamiliar place, was hanging from a noose....... and I don't even remember my name. Fan-fucking-tastic.

Pyrrha: Definitely amnesia.

Dear world,

I just can't take it anymore. No matter how hard I try, I can never seem to meet anyone's expectations. In fact, it only seem to worsen their views on me whenever I try. I don't know what I've done in a previous life to be hated by so many people, but I'm putting an end to this. Mom, I'm sorry I couldn't be the son you wanted.

L̶o̶v̶e̶
(Y/n)

Ruby: Oh, that actually makes me sad...

(Y/n): Aawww crap, I'm the pansy!

Nora: pff-ft!

Jaune: What does (y/n) mean?

Blake: It means "your name". It's used in some reader insert books to add more immersion. Sometimes using Anon as a name... Er--So I've heard.

Yang: Wow, this guy is really tearing that place up. Guess he's not happy about finding that note.

Pyrrha: I wonder why.

Dear journal,--

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(Y/n): Oh, thank God, I don't call it a diary.

Jaune: Hey! What's wrong with a dairy? I had like two before I came to Beacon.

Yang: notgoingtoacknowledgethat.

Dear diary,

Today I disappointed mommy by getting beat up by a girl, and probably liked it too! I also got ditched by my super cool team at lunch because I smell and had to eat alone again. I think I'll go cry while I jerk myself to sleep tonight.

L♡ve,
Crybaby (y/n)

Yang: Wow... Just wow.

Pyrrha: Who would write something like that in someone else's own journal?

Jaune: I mean, I'm not saying my time in Beacon was all that great. But what this book is hinting at with this guy? That's bad.

Shooting the piss, I press the Mom one first. A window pops up with a short message.

[Meet me after school. We need to talk about your poor performance in your classes.]

Very informative. I move on to the other message.

[Hey loser! Me and the rest of the team are heading into the city to hang out. Make sure to get our essays done b4 Monday. Later.]

Ruby: Wow, this Kiwi person sounds like a huge--

[Get fucked.]

Nora: PFFT AAHAHAHAHA!

Ruby: O-o... kay?

Yang: That's funny.

The albino gives the blonde a dirty look that no one noticed.

(Y/n): Fuck this shit, I'm out.

Ruby: Aaaand that's chapter one! So, any thoughts?

Nora: I like the song at the end. I'm gonna make that my ring tone!

Ren: Please don't.

Jaune: I'm kinda interested on where this goes. Sure, the start is a bit... heavy, but maybe It'll get better as it goes on.

Pyrrha: Agreed.

Weiss: Yes, well, it was definitely a chapter of all time. I'm sure it'll be a fun short story--How many chapters are there?

Ruby: 24.

Weiss: Oh, goddammit!

Ruby: Moving on to chapter two!

*CLICK*

Chapter 2: Fuck this shit, I'm out!

Well, I have certainly underestimated the size of Beacon Academy when trying to find the exit, because holy shit! I've been walking for a few minutes, and I haven't found a single door leading outside.

Jaune: OK, I can't be the only person that agrees how confusing the school layout is. Right?

Blake/Ren: No.

Ruby: Not really.

Yang: Nope.

Weiss: I memorized the school layout before coming.

Nora: I just follow Ren.

Pyrrha: *ahem*

Jaune: Oohhh.....

???: Hey, (y/n)!

(Y/n): Nothing! What?

Startled, I spin around and spot some blond guy with blue eyes walking up to me in what looks like a school uniform. Kinda scrawny looking. I start sizing him up, wondering if I'm gonna need to body drop someone. Maybe I can use him for the window! Anyway, he walks up to me with what appears to be a notebook.... and a genuine friendly smile?

Jaune: Huh. Someone actually friendly to the main character.

Ruby: He kinda sounds familiar...

???: Say, are you all right? Your neck looks kind of red.

(Y/n): Oh, that? It's nothing. I uuhhh--

I notice the red tie around his neck.

(Y/n): I caught my tie on something earlier today. Yeah. Nearly ripped my head off.

Yang: Dark. But good cover.

After I feel like I'm far enough away, I look at the notebook that dude gave me. Couple of scribbles on it, with the words History written in big letters and Jaune written at the bottom.

Jaune: Hey, that's me!

I spot a trash can up ahead and just dump the book in it as I continue walking.

Jaune: Bwu--What?!

Nora: Oh, that guy does not care for friendship.

Pyrrha: That's just rude.

Not paying attention, I accidentally bump into somebody's shoulder. Before I could apologize, I'm interrupted by the guy I bumped. Fairly tall, dark orange hair, weird blue/purple eyes, practically reeks of a douchebag, somehow.

Jaune: Uh oh.

???: Watch where you're fucking going!

(Y/n): Geez, my fucking apologies, dude.

???: Oh, look at this! Little Crybaby (y/n) acting tough now, huh?

Jaune: Cardin.

Ruby: Cardin.

Pyrrha: Cardin.

Nora: Leg haver.

Honestly tired of his voice, I jump up in the air and drop kick him in the chest. The sudden force of the kick sends him flying back and lands on his ass with a hefty thud. The crowd soon goes quiet with the occasional gasp as he grabs at his chest trying to catch the breath I knocked out of him. I just slowly walk up as I glare down at him, trying not to laugh at the sight of my shoe prints on his chest.

Nora: HOLY CRAHAHAHAHA!

The basement is soon filled with uncontrollable laughter from Nora, Yang, Ruby, and Jaune. Weiss, Blake, and Pyrrha try desperately to stifle a giggle. And finally Ren, who hasn't laughed since his parents died.

(Y/n): OH YEAH! Look at ya! You was popping all that good shit a second ago! Then you got kicked in yo chest! You eat a dick, fucker! YOU EAT A DICK!!!

Ruby: Oh! I know that reference!

Yang: Really? Where?

Ruby: IIIIIII do not understand the question.

Student3: I wonder if Yang is single.

Yang: What?

Blake: What?

Nora: Hah!

I let out a snort and just walk away to find where ever the fucking exit is.

Jaune: Man, this guy really wants to leave Beacon.

Nora: He should've just gone out the window like he planned. Heck, that's what I would have done.

Weiss: How have you not been expelled?

Ren: I mostly keep her out of trouble.

Weiss: And the times you don't?

Ren: I'm usually asleep.

Actually enjoying the scenery, my mind goes blank as I listen to the wind whistle past my ears while I approach the fountain. I spot some more students of Beacon walking about doing God knows what with there free time. Probably drugs. Anyway, I notice about three other students walking my way. Maybe if I ignore them, I'll just walk right by--

???: (Y/N)!

And of course they know me. Fuck it, stay on target! Getting closer, I see it's two girls and one guy. One of the chicks, punk get-up, half bald with the other half hanging over her eye, walks ahead of the other two. Other chick looks like a bimbo in denial, fully stacked physically while dressed like she's going to church. Finally, the dude looks like a straight up hillbilly, shorts with wife beater and a bullet proof vest.

Ruby: Who the heck are these guys?

Pyrrha: Hmm, I'm going to guess that they're his team.

Yang: Oh yeah. What did it say the team was called? PNKY?

Punk: Are you even listening to me?

(Y/n): I am now.

Punk: Good.

(Y/n): You listening to me?

Punk: Yeah?

(Y/n): Good. You put your hand on me again, I'll break your arm.

Yang: OK, THAT reference I get.

Jaune: Where from?

Yang: A movie about a book. Let's just say, it's about to get violent.

She nonchalantly reaches her hand up again. The moment her fingers touch my shoulder, I quickly grab her forearm with one hand and smash my other one up to her elbow. A muffled yet loud snap emanates from her arm. I let go and she immediately reels back as she grabs her wrongly bent arm in pain.

Pain: AAAUGH, FUCK!!!

Yang: HOOOkay! Not what I was expecting, but ow!

Blake: Did her name just turn to Pain?

He swings, I block, he kicks, I block, he punches, I block, he calls my mom a whore, I laugh.

Pyrrha: Skillful and disrespectful? A dangerous combination.

Exhilarating as this is, I start to worry that this is taking too long. He goes for a high kick, and not only do I block once again, I grab his leg with one arm and swing a fist right into his crotch.

Both Jaune and Ren suddenly squeeze their thighs together and let out a sympathetic groan.

Before he could cradle his sexual identification, I quickly bring my foot up and stomp down on his balls again. The next sound he made probably could have been heard by dogs.

Now with a sympathetic painful yelp, Jaune gets up and does a small lap around the basement, while Ren crosses his legs and looks away.

Jaune: TWICE!?

(Y/n): BOO!

I jump a foot towards her while shooting my arms out. She yelps and stumbles back, tripping on her own feet and falling over.

Ruby: At least one of them got off easy.

Nora: Awww. I wanted more.

Intercom: (y/n) Goodwitch, please report to the Headmaster's office immediately. (Y/n) Goodwitch, please report to the Headmaster's office.

Weiss: He's Professor Goodwitch's son!?

Ruby: Well, didn't see that coming.

Ren: OK, so far we've established he's fairly good in a fight, and that he cares little for the people around him. I can only imagine how he'll act in the wider world.

Nora: Hopefully it'll be funny.

Pyrrha: I'm sure once his memories return, all this misunderstanding will be cleared up and we'll get a happy ending with the mc along with others being better people.

Ruby: Here's hoping. Next me--*cough* Next chapter!

*CLICK*

Chapter 3: What just happened?

(Glynda's p.o.v.)

Jaune: Oh hey, it's Professor Goodwitch!

I swear, these kids are driving me to drink.

Yang: PFFFT!

Jaune: Oh...

Mediocre grades and subpar training performance, is basically what it's saying amongst the complex wordplay about a failing student. Letting out a sigh, I set the paper down as I grab my cup of coffee for a sip. This behavior of his has been going on practically since the start of school. At this rate, it would almost be easier to just pull him out of the academy.

Ruby: Wow, she is really tearing into her own son.

Weiss: It should be expected. She's an educator first and foremost. I wouldn't be surprised that being a mother would take a back seat.

Blake: Weiss, her son tried to hang himself.

I open up the device and prepare to take another sip as I read the message.

[Get fucked.]

Accidentally inhaling sharply, I breathe in hot coffee into my lungs after reading that.

Nora: And the payoff finally arrives!

Weiss: Oh lord.

Voice-mail. I quickly hang up and call again. Voice-mail again. Livid, I exit my office and make a beeline for (y/n)'s dorm room. All while grabbing my well named riding crop on the way out. The Disciplinarian.

Ruby: That's what it's called?

Blake: Fitting.

[Location: Library]

(3rd p.o.v.)

Weiss: So, while General Lagune was fortifying the main gates of Fort Castle to fend off the major faunus forces, only to be side swiped by enemy forces sneaking through unguarded side entrances, which faunus lieutenant lead the successful capture of the fort's armory?

Ruby: Hey look, it's Weiss!

Ruby: Aaauuuurrgh, history is so BORING!

Weiss: Hey look, it's Ruby.

Ruby: Why you gotta hate?

Weiss: Yang, I appreciate that you're putting more effort into this than Ruby. However...

The pale girl grabs one of the books and holds it up.

Weiss: This is a Gluttonous Book of World Records.

Yang: Yeah, but this one is part of the history series. Did you know General Lagune holds the record for fastest time of surrendering after the start of a battle?

Yang: I wanna be mad, but this sounds like something I'd do.

Jaune: I don't know what a Gluttonous Book is, but that concept sounds awesome.

Jaune: Oh, hey guys!

Yang: "Thank God, a distraction". Hey, Jaune, how you doin'?

Jaune: Eh, all right, I guess. I feel--Oh! Gluttonous Book of World Records!

Ruby: What is that attention span?!

Jaune: I feel like I shouldn't say anything to preserve my character.

Jaune: Nothing much, really. Just, it felt like (y/n) was acting strange when I met him in the halls.

The mention of (y/n)'s name seems to have mixed reactions from the all female team. Weiss roles her eyes in annoyance, Yang lets out a small snort, Blake pulls up a book disinterested, and Ruby looks genuinely concerned for someone else's well-being.

Nora: Oh wow, ya'll are horrible people.

Ruby: Hey! I at least look like I care. It's these three that are horrible!

Weiss: Hey!

Blake: Excuse me?

Yang: Weiss I understand.

Weiss: HEY!

Well, this has been an interesting day for Ozpin. First a student sets their hair on fire in Peach's class, someone spiked Oobleck's coffee with nyquil, one of the dorms is completely destroyed, Glynda's son is missing, and now three students are in the infirmary.

Weiss: What the hell is going on in this school?!

Nora: That coffee one gives me an id--

JPR: NO!

-Cardin Winchester-

*Bruised ribs with hairline fracture.

Treatment: Immediate bed rest.

-Kiwi Basil-

*Forced dislocated elbow.

Treatment: Arm is to be kept in a splint for a few days.

-Naple Dijon-

*Pulverized genitals.

Treatment: Lots of ice packs.

Ruby: Wow. He was able to do that much just from a kick?

Yang: That elbow one makes my arm itch.

Jaune: That genitals one makes my nuts itch.... I don't know why I said that. I'm sorry.

*ring ring*

Ozpin's scroll suddenly goes off, cutting off his train of thought. He picks it up and sees it's Port calling him. He presses the call button and holds the device up to his ear.

Ozpin: Yes, Peter? Have you found (y/n)......? Wait a minute, what about the garage.........? Well, who's bike was stolen?

Yang: Bike......? OH HEL--

Ruby: Aaannd that's all we'll cover for today! We'll be reacting to the rest on later days until the last chapter, or this whole thing gets boring and forgotten. Either or!

Jaune: That was pretty fun. I'm kinda interested how this turns out.

Yang: HE STOLE MY BUMBLEBEE!

Pyrrha: I'm a bit worried on how violent this will be. I understand adding action to make a story interesting, but this might be a bit... much.

Nora: Aahhh I'm sure it'll be fine! Plus the comedy will probably balance it out.

Yang: THAT NONEXISTENT BASTARD TOUCHED MY BIKE!

Weiss: Well, now that we're done for now, I have a question.

Ruby: Shoot.

Weiss: How do we get out of this basement?

Ruby: Haha, that's a good question, Weiss! I have noidea...

Weiss:...

Blake:...

JNPR:...

Yang: REEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

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A/n: I have no idea what I'm doing with my life.

Ruby: Me neither.

A/n:...... Nope. Noooope!

Ruby: Wha--Hey! Stop pushing!

A/n: I already had to deal with Salem once upon a time. I'm not doing this again!

Both scrawny individuals begin to push each other back, before the situation devolves into a slap fight.