It goes without saying that everything in this post will be spoilers, so consider yourselves warned.
Listen, I know that Pyrrha is very, very dead (barring some deus ex machina malarkey) and that Arkos is also dead. I know that Yang is likely going to go down into a spiral of depression if she continues on like that. I know that Blake is out on her own once more, blaming herself for things that she had so very little control over. I know that there are a lot of things that have happened in this episode and a good number of the previous ones have been very dark and grim (heh) in comparison to early RWBY, but let be frank in saying that these events have gotten me so damn excited for what’s to come.
Now that Beacon has fallen and the various members of the cast are now scattered, we finally have a chance to explore both the rest of the wide world of Remnant. Ruby and the remaining team of JNPR taking a long journey to Haven? Sign me up. Weiss trapped in Atlas and desperately trying to find a way to escape or find out more? Sign me up. Blake’s lone journey to find answers yet again? Sign me the fuck up. Plus, we got a glimpse of the incredibly otherworldly place Salem was hanging out it, and I want to know so much about that place. Is it the other moon of Remnant? Is it a forgotten region of the world? Who knows, but I certainly want to.
Plus, there’s so much potential for our characters to grow and for us, the audience, to learn about them. How is Ruby dealing with the deaths of two of her friends and her sister being in depression? Just what is that silver-eyed power? How will Yang fight against her hopelessness and doubt? Where is Ozpin? Cinder? Neo? Just what do each of these characters want from this world? And where the hell is Raven?!
This finale spawned all these questions and left me dumbfounded, but I am not upset. Rather, I’m enthralled, excited. There’re so many places this story can go, and I’m so very ready for the wild ride.
What are y’all’s thoughts? How did the finale affect you? I’d be happy to hear.
I liked RWBY back when it was a lighthearted show. I liked RWBY because it was funny and cute with awesome action scenes. I didn’t mind that it was cartoonish and childish. I’ve been burned out by angst in the past. I am tired of grim-dark shows. So RWBY was exactly what I wanted.
Now? I feel genuinely betrayed. This isn’t a tone shift. It’s a genre shift. The show isn’t action/comedy anymore. It’s action/tragedy.
I hate this. I want the show to go back to its roots. I want Pyrrha back, even if they have to pull a time-travel reboot to accomplish it.
I’m just really mad and I don’t want my love for RWBY to end. I have a really big story to tell. But now I’m not feeling it.
I never asked for them to make the show darker. I was fine before. Now I’m not fine.
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I could feel the sweat beginning to bead up on my forehead as I lay back in the creaky old office chair. Before I had a chance to wipe the sweat away, I was nearly knocked off my ass by a tremendous bang against the door to the concrete box. The foundations of the little box shook and the thunderous noise made my ears ring. I shot to my feet and stood my ground, confused and terrified. I tightened my grip on my .357. I turned to the screens and they were all black save for one. The top left corner displayed a fog covered desert. I couldn’t see the ground, the cars, or anything — only mist. Suddenly, a large white figure formed on the screen, and in a flash, slammed its upper body against the door. As the creature connected its huge, heavy arms to the metal, the camera shook and cut out in a haze of snowy reception.
The building shook again at the pale creature’s terrifying pounding, and I felt like I was about to evacuate my goddamn bowels. My urge for flight overpowered my urge to fight, so I grabbed Ricky’s long board and dashed into the elevator. I wasn’t sure how strong that metal front door was, but I wasn’t going to bet my life on its stability. I felt squeezed between a rock and a hard place, and I suppose I chose the hard place. I pushed the close button and watched the door shut. I felt the tremor of the creature pounding on the doors. I could’ve sworn I heard the door come crashing down into those ugly grey tiles. I pressed my back against the cold back wall of the tiny elevator as it began to rumble downwards.