Rest in Peace James Earl Jones. You truly were one of the best. 🫡
"Love, friendship, kindness. That doesn't make me weak. It makes who I am."
oh to have wings that match your soul 🦇 @nana_morbid
the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts
Rest in Peace to the Legend himself, James Earl Jones.
(via @DanKaszeta over at the former Bird Place)
Y'know what? I'd think i'd be pretty funny if Cinder forgot and/or didn't care to lear Jaune's name
EX:
Cinder: Ruby. Weiss. Blake. Yang
Cinder, squinting at Jaune while trying to remember his name: ...Jacob
Cinder: Nora. Ren
Cinder: All of you are gathered here today to witne-
Jaune: My name is Jaune
Cinder: That's what I said, Josh. As I was sayin-
Jaune: My name is JAUNE!
Cinder: Whatever you say John.
Jaune: RRRRAAAGHH
Cinder: Emerald, who was that young hell-fighter?
Emerald: Jaune Arc, ma'am.
Cinder: Arc, eh? I'll remember that name...
"Cinder did not remember that name"
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Cinder: Who is that honor student, Emerald?
Emerald: Jaune Arc, ma'am.
Cinder: Arc, eh? How odd. My research specifically calls him out as an academic failure!
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Cinder: Hm~. Who is that bathroom ballroom dancer, Emerald?
Emerald: Jaune Arc, ma'am. One of the... Pokémon card trainers from Beacon's first year.
Cinder: Well, he's certainly got a foot loose or two~! Perhaps I've found someone who's hotfoot enough to dance with me?
Emerald: Oh, his foot isn't as hot as yours, ma'am. You've never lost a dance competition! Except for that time when you let Mercury win on his dad's birthday. It was very sweet of you, ma'am.
Cinder: Oh, he just looked so sad, Emerald. With his, "Oh... My dad used to hit my feet with a steel pipe like that..."
Emerald: (Giggles)
Cinder: Hm... I wonder if this Jaunem Arcury shares any relation.
Emerald: Unlikely, ma'am. They spell and pronounce their names differently.
Cinder: Bah! Arrange a game and I'll ask her myself!
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Cinder: Excelsior to you, Mr...
Cinder: (Whispering) Emerald, what's the name of this lounge lizard?
Emerald: Jaune Arc, ma'am. One of your Baby-Alives from Beacon's first year.
Cinder: Yes! Arc~!
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Cinder: I'm sure your replacement will be able to handle everything. Who is he, anyways?
Emerald: Uh, Jaune Arc, ma'am. One of your Target Practices from Beacon's first year. All of the recent events of your life revolved around him in some way.
Cinder: Arc, eh?
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ATTENTION! FIRST YEAR PROBLEM ON TEAM JNPR!
Cinder: Team JNPR?! Good god, who's the team leader there?!
Emerald: (Typing into scroll) Uh, Jaune Arc, ma'am.
Cinder: Arc, eh? Good man? Intelligent?
Emerald: Uh, actually, ma'am, he was enrolled on a dare by Professor Ozpin.
Cinder: Oh, well, thank you very much, Salem!
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Jaune: You know what I think of this exam?! (Rips) This! (Rips) And this! (Wipes butt) And some of this!
Cinder: Who is that champion of injustice, Emerald?
Emerald: That's Jaune Arc, ma'am.
Cinder: Arc, eh? New man?
Emerald: (Chuckles) Actually, ma'am, he thwarted your campaign for Fall Maiden. You shot his partner. He saved Beacon from falling. His teammate, Nora, painted you in the nude.
Cinder: Hm... Are you sure? I think I'd remember all that.
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Emerald: Oh, god, he's being dropped into the Deathstalker nest!
Cinder: The fuck's a Deathstalker?
Jaune Dummy: (Perforated repeatedly, Scrapped into a heap)
Cinder: ...Emerald. Who was that corpse?
Emerald: Jaune Arc, ma'am. (Sniffles) One of the finest, bravest first year ever to bless at Beacon Academy~! (Sobs)
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Jaune: (Walking down the hall, Hallucinating)
Cinder: Emerald, who is that idiot?.
Cinder: Emerald, who is that doofus?.
Cinder: Who is that fashion disaster?.
Cinder: Who is that deadweight?.
Cinder: Mushbrain!.
Cinder: Dorkus Maximus!.
Cinder: Dirtstain!.
Cinder: Goofball!.
Cinder: Sextant-deficiency!.
Jaune: STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!
Cinder: LOOK OUT!.
Jaune: Huh? (Falls off cliff) AAAAAAAAAAA
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Jaune: (Chuckles)
Cinder: (Opens office door, Sees graffiti)
I AM JAUNE ARC
Cinder: ...And who in Salem's name are you?
Jaune: RRRGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Jaune: (Shakes Cinder) JAUNE ARC! JAUNE! ARC! JAUNEARC! JAUNE ARC! MY NAME IS JAUNE ARC!
Jaune: (Pulled off, Dragged away) Oh, you're dead, Cinder. You're dead! YOU'RE DEAD, CINDER!
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Cinder: I've decided to start carrying my weapon closely after I was assaulted last night by an unknown assailant.
Jaune: (Distant) DAMMIT!