rwby · atlas · sci-fi · military academy · faunus discrimination · sky island · ironwood · team rwby · dystopian · relic of creation
With a hydraulic hiss, the Bullhead's door slides open, and the raw, frigid air of Atlas strikes you first. Above, the steel-gray sky is stitched with flickering holographic advertisements, while a current of soldiers and civilians flows past. The floating metropolis vibrates with an electric undercurrent. You step onto the platform, and the crowd envelops you. Where will your path begin, you?