RWBY Let's Play!

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RWBY Let's Play Outlast

Summary: The shopkeep of 'From Dust Till Dawn', in appreciation of Ruby's efforts in thwarting the robbery, lets her select any game from his newly opened video game shop. She plays only the finest games but some games are too scary for her to finish alone... but little does she know she lives in the presence of a horror game master.

WARNING: This will contains spoilers for Outlast.

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or Outlast. Please do not sue me. Also, highly recommend Outlast. Probably one of the best looking (in pixels!) horror games to come out in the last… like… ever.

Weiss Schnee comes from a house that pride itself on honor. Honor, her father lectured, especially family honor is above all else. Do not bring shame to the family, Weiss. Do not.

All her life, Weiss had followed this.

From ballet to ice skating classes, Weiss would do everything in her power to be the best. Always trying to find the light in the overwhelming shadows of her family's corporate skyscrapers and dominating reach. From the food she ate to the clothes she chose, Weiss would settle for nothing but the best. A good appearance leads to prestige of name and blood.

So when Weiss was browsing Steam on her Schnee-ple laptop and saw the game 'Outlast', she took it as a challenge.

"Eh, was this a game made for me?" Weiss thought to herself. Ruby's Steam card still had some value left on it and Weiss immediately purchased the game. Weiss seated herself upright and thanks to her high-speed fiber Oobleck-tic cable, Outlast was downloaded in no time at all. Weiss rubbed her hands together; she wasn't going to let some silly video game title get the best of her.

A few minutes later, Weiss was screaming.

"Weiss!" Ruby cried as she jumped through the window from across the Beacon campus. "What's wrong!? I could hear you screaming all the way from the cafeteria!"

Weiss had her head down on the floor, quietly sobbing. "I'm not worthy, Ruby. I'm just not worthy."

Ruby approached confused. All she could see was Weiss' laptop opened. A game was running. There was a menu screen with Outlast splashed across the top like a banner.

"Were you playing a scary game?"

Weiss whimpered an affirmative. "I-I… can't… I've brought dishonor to myself. I've brought dishonor to my parents. I've brought dishonor to my entire family and my ancestors and...and… " Weiss began sobbing uncontrollably.

Ruby gently patted Weiss' back. "There, there. I'm sure it can't be that bad."

A few more minutes later, Weiss and Ruby were both screaming bloody murder and sobbing.

"Why!?" Ruby cried. "Why!?"

"I know right!?" Weiss cried as the red and white pair embraced each other. Their tears flowed endlessly, as if dammed up for years filled with unresolved parental issues now released in their full force and fury due to the catalyst that was Outlast.

"I don't understand," Ruby cried. "Why did he get out of the car!?"

Weiss nodded. The beginning had freelance investigative journalist Miles Upshur get out of his car in a rain-soaked, muddy, and clearly abandoned psychiatric hospital.

"The dude got in through a hole in a fence that was clearly ripped opened!" Weiss cried. "And he didn't think anything was wrong? He didn't think, 'man, this seems kind of dangerous. Oh hey look splattered blood on the walls: I better find a way to get inside the hospital instead of, you know, calling for help.' O-Oh...wh-why… why didn't he bring a phone with him? He brings his crappy night-vision camera with like two batteries but didn't have the common sense to bring a phone?"

Weiss brought her head to her desk.

And the terror hadn't even started yet.

"I-It's okay, Weiss," Ruby murmured softly. "L-Let's play… again."

Weiss took in a deep breath. Okay, Weiss, you can do this. Weiss clicked on New Game again and began the same ritual. She knew from the previous playthrough there were no enemies yet. Despite that knowledge, the entire atmosphere terrified her.

It was then Weiss realized one horrendous truth about Outlast. It was an ingenious strategy, Weiss realized. This game has a lot of detail.

Details you might have missed the first time playing through.

Weiss knew the plan. She had to make her way through the hole in the fence before scaling the hospital exterior by the scaffolds. But before she started, Weiss checked to see if her camcorder was recording. She filed the Mount Massive Asylum for a brief moment before a note popped up in her inventory.

"Huh?"

"Weiss, what's that?"

"It looks like a note," said Weiss as she opened it up. With a few clicks, Weiss opened it up. It neatly penned on notepad paper in blue ink. This was the Mount Massive Asylum, runned by the Murkoff Corporation. Their cellphone was jammed. Corporations making profits disguised as charities. Abusing third world and the less fortunate nations. All this careless abuse of inmates and those with no means to defend themselves, finally rising up as the monsters they've become. Monsters that were made.

Monsters made by a company, what a thought.

Weiss felt sick to her stomach. Outlast struck home.

"W-Weiss? A-Are you okay?" Ruby whimpered softly as she beckoned Zwei over. Clutching Zwei tightly to her chest, Ruby pleaded, "Weiss… you don't have to do this."

Weiss dried her tears. This, she must do.

Entering the psychiatric hospital for the criminally insane, Weiss found herself deep within the Administrative block. Navigating the vents and avoiding the ultra-aggressive mutant inmates, Weiss made it to a doorway.

She took a deep breath.

"Brace yourself, Ruby. Weiss is coming," she muttered as she opened the door.

A corpse slammed into the screen.

Ruby screamed. Weiss' eye twitched. She stared at the body swaying from the momentum. Her heart rate was elevated. She bite her tongue. She will not scream. She must not. Turning on her night vision, she entered the room. Blood and bodies were everywhere.

Weiss was not scared.

A Schnee can't be scared. A Schnee has honor to uphold. They had to hold themselves to higher standards, higher principles. Her name and life could not be undone by a simple game.

Weiss poised herself. She straightened her shoulders. Weiss was not scared.

She was not scared when she crept around the tight corners of the library. She wasn't scared when she found the security guard impaled with a pipe like a pig roasting on a spit. She wasn't scared when said security guard told her to get out of here while she still could. And she definitely wasn't scared when she found a bookshelf filled with torn heads lined up neatly. Weiss was not scared.

Weiss was crying.

"W-Weiss!?" Ruby tugged on Weiss' sleeve. Weiss was slowly moving through the hallways. Tears were streaming down her face and dripping onto her hands and keyboard. "Weiss! It's okay, you can stop," Ruby pleaded as Zwei gave supportive barks.

"No… I have to do this," Weiss lamented as she reached a narrow pass created by debris and bookshelves. Once she entered, she could not run. She would be stuck sideways making her way slowly across.

Sigh. Weiss knew in her heart what was to happen. She had not gotten to this level, having slammed the ESC key to close the game immediately in shock. But her body had adapted even if her mind had not. She knew the moment she passed the bookcase, something would jump out and scare her.

Weiss braced herself.

"Ruby," Weiss said softly. "Close your eyes. Close your ears." Ruby did just that.

Weiss took a deep breath. She entered the narrow bookcase.

"Little pig!"

Weiss' character was thrown from the second floor. Weiss screamed bloody murder.

Her hand clutched the mouse until it cracked. Her other hand slammed on the laptop keyboard so hard that the keys flew. Her tonsils tore themselves from her throat as she let loose an otherworldly screamed.

Ruby peeked an eye out.

"Weiss…?" Ruby rubbed Weiss' back, gently pulsing up and down from her expended lungs desperate to refill with oxygen. Zwei, ever adorable, limped towards Weiss to gently nibbled on her bare toes.

Weiss dropped her head to the desk. She didn't want to see the world. She didn't want the world to see her.

Weiss Schnee, proud heiress to the Schnee dust dynasty, undone by a game.

"I'm done," Weiss declared.

The ice queen, now shattered, lifted herself from her seat. She made her way to bed and plopped right down. The game was still running, surprisingly, despite the damage Weiss' reaction had inflicted upon it.

Ruby looked at the game cautiously. A priest was rambling to the player. Weiss was unresponsive on her bed, making muffled screams. The screams were a mixture of horror, anxiety with a distinct undertone of immense disappointment.

Ruby looked at the game again. Was it her turn?

"C-Come on, Zwei," Ruby ordered softly as she took Weiss' former seat. Setting her hands on the cracked mouse and making due with a keyboard missing several keys, Ruby continued onward.

Eventually Ruby found herself in a darkened corridor, a lone man in a wheelchair illuminated by a bright light seated awkwardly.

Zwei barked happily.

"Um… I wonder if there's a button I can press to say 'hello'." Ruby thought the game would be so much easier with a 'hello' button. Or a gun. Or a big gun. Or multiple high-caliber sniper rifles. That'd definitely do the trick.

Ruby approached cautiously. The man in the wheelchair paid no heed to her. Kind of rude, Ruby thought as she entered a television lobby with a broken television. Several others were there, all ignoring her.

Ruby expected a bit more interaction, she thought as her heartbeat soothed. She wandered around a bit before finding a man who ate too much tomato pasta sleeping on the job. Guy looked so tuckered out in his chair that his television was just showing static and he didn't even notice. The game said she could take his security access card, so she did.

Wandering back to the lobby and going back to the corridor, Ruby wanted to say 'hello' to the wheelchair fellow.

Except, the wheelchair fellow wanted to say 'hello' as well.

The man had lept out at Ruby from his wheelchair. Ruby lept out of her seat. Tumbling over, Zwei ran circles around Ruby who was rolling on the floor screaming.

Weiss rose from her bed.

She sighed deeply. She knew the time had come.

A few minutes later, Jaune found himself sitting in front of a half-broken Schnee-ple laptop with Outlast running. He was given only a single order by an exhausted and puffy-eyed Weiss:

"Play."

"You know, games tend to be more fun when you're not told to play them?" Weiss was in no mood for Jaune's shenanigans and whacked the back of his head with her open palm. "Okay, okay. Got it. Beat this game. Jeez… slave driver."

Weiss' eye twitched.

Did Jaune just… call her… a slave driver?

Sure her family controls an international dust company with shady business practices that include operating several northern camps filled with minimally paid, uninsured, and desperate faunus eager to use their innate night vision to mine dust ore. And sure, these people are so desperate that there is no real alternative other than banditry which would be swiftly be crushed by Schnee-sponsored local law enforcement and security personnel. And sure, sometimes the middle-management people working under the Schnee Dust Company banner like to crack the whip.

But that doesn't make her a slave-driver!

"Hey, I found more batteries," said Jaune. "Funny how they're always laying around somewhere. When I need batteries for my night light I have to ask Pyrrha… W-Weiss? Why are you glaring at me?"

"Nothing," Weiss huffed. Jaune was making his way through the sewers. Ruby was on the bed playing with Zwei. Ruby had blindfolded herself. No more Outlast for her.

"So… if I beat this game, you promise you'll go on a date with me?"

"Don't call it that… please…"

"Okay, okay. You'll have lunch with me?"

"It will be small, simple, and an hour at most."

"Just the two of us?"

"As two of us can get in a cafeteria."

"How about we take our lunch to the courtyard and look at some clouds afterwards?"

Jaune was sploshing his way through the sewers trying to find the power generator. He hid carefully and used his night vision camera to track the monstrous inmates movements in the darkness. Weiss' muscles tensed. Jaune could be discovered. Chased. Grabbed. Thrown and dismembered.

Weiss felt her heartbeat rise. Was it from the terror or was it something else?

"That's stupid."

"Oh."

Weiss sighed.

"But I'll think about it."

RWBY Let's Play Outlast Fin

Author's Notes: I'm going go with Amnesia next with Blake. Thanks for the suggestions, I'm learning a lot about horror games I didn't even know existed (and they're creepy and unsettling in unique ways). I just realized I have F.E.A.R. on my Steam account and I might do that after Amnesia. Or Slender. Or Siren… or Fatal Frame… or or…