Beacon in the Dark

I am Professor Ozpin. I am the headmaster of a school devoted to defending the world from devastation. Don't test me. (RP blog for Professor Ozpin, from RWBY. Images are not mine unless stated.)

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

I have not forgotten about my drafts, or the starters I need to reply to!

I just... haven't been in a serious RP mood lately. I apologize. And I'm tired. Bluh.

[spirit-girl-lie-rei-deactivated]

They got Ozpin. 

I repeat.

They got Ozpin.

[blakes-liberation-deactivated20]

And we’re keeping him.

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

No one has me. I'm a sassy white man that doesn't need any war effort.

[spirit-girl-lie-rei-deactivated]

oops.

[a-forsaken-faunus]

GET THE FUCK OUT\

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

*White Flag begins to play in the background*

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

"Hey, Professor, you're hot, kiss me!" Junior leans close and then punches Ozpin in the face. "Hahahah, funny. Wasn't kidding about the hot part though." He then winks and walks away.

Ozpin, upon being physically assaulted by the scruffier aspect of the criminal element, picks up his cane and decides to do something entirely non-stoic and rather unprofessional with it.

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

"OZPIN" Busts into office. "IT'S TIME TO TWERK," suddenly 'We Can't Stop' plays over an imaginary PA system while Blake twerks on everything. Especially the coffee cup.

At the ceasing of this sudden burst of activity, Ozpin calmly pulls out a stack of forms, labelled “Expulsion Authorization Packet”.

[essu-rwby-desu]

Source

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

>Promises to write replies

>Spends last half hour making puns

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

Right, now that I've got fic writing out of my system, I'm going to work on two drafts I have, for two lovely people. I'm stating, for the first but definitely not last time, that I will accept asks, even if they aren't starters, and am willing to plot/slap things together on the fly. And, if you feel like I've ignored your thread, simply message me and I will attend to it!

[sir-junior]

((Also, as this blog is new, I’m needing people to follow and I’m too lazy to continue searching. Quick, send me people if you don’t mind doing so~))

[ladykeivt]

(( Have a promotion instead :> !! ))

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

Have two! Or more, as the case may be.

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

It wasn't until Ozpin had stood up and looked around the room he was currently in that he realized he had made a huge mistake. He'd have to say the first warning sign was the fact that he was naked. The second warning sign was the fact that he was, quite definitely, not in his own bed. The third warning sign would have to be when he turned around and noticed his strange bedfellow.

Cinder Fall was fast asleep on the other side of the bed.

Also naked.

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

I have like ten thousand things to reply to, and probably more than a few threads I'm neglecting, and I've decided to write a fic on top of it.

[professor-of-the-seven-seas-blog]

The headmaster took a trip to the staff room, his mug yet again deflated by the constant slurping, a small bag of coffee grounds from his personal storage in hand. Stepping through the door, Ozpin noticed Sinbad. "Ah, hello Mr. Septimus."

Sinbad looked up, nodding in greeting to the headmaster.

"Good afternoon, Ozpin." He smiled, noticing the coffee in the other man’s hand. "Replenishing your coffee again, I see." Really, it was only unusual if Ozpin didn’t have a mug of coffee in his hand.

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

"Yes, indeed. If I were capable of having a self-refilling coffee mug, I would have bought every available one on the market." He would then hoard them, because such a dangerous invention would be catastrophic in the wrong hands.

Popping open the machine’s filter, Ozpin poured in his grounds, set his mug down, and flipped the machine on. Now for the waiting game.

"So... students giving you any trouble?"

[twisted-thorns]

wonderfulwizardofvale started following you

"Professor Ozpin?" Ruby turned around, tilting her head a little "Is..there any reason you’ve been shadowing me all day?"

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

"The fact that one of my students is engaged in dangerous and illegal activity is some cause for alarm, I'd think." Especially if their involvement could obstruct an investigation in progress. Even if it was for the "right cause", criminal actions still ended up making his life harder.

"I'm aware of who you're fighting, and I'm aware of just how skillful you are, but becoming a criminal to take down a criminal isn't a good solution."

[rwbyfluffcanons]

[whatdoestheslothsay-blog]

// WTH ITS BEEN LIKE A WEEK! WHY?

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

Hey, look, everyone. It's a Nora blog. Everyone needs more Nora.

[oobleck-nyooms-on-dunkin-blog]

"Why thank you, Mr. Ozpin! And I hope so as well!"

"Ooh, that sounds wonderful, absolutely wonderful! Thank you, my friend!"

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

"Very well, then. It'll be by your desk in the morning."

Ozpin turns, beginning to leave. A few steps from the door, however, he stops, and turns back to Oobleck.

"Oh, and I'm not sure if you heard. There's a wildfire brewing."

The tone of his voice practically screamed, "why, yes, I am speaking in code".

[innocent-mechanics-archive-blog]

Professor Ozpin glanced at Penny. His expression, as always, was bland and uninterested somewhat masking the thorough visual analysis he was giving penny. "Ah. Hello."

"Greetings, sir!" Penny waves happily, oblivious to his analytic stare, "It a pleasure meeting you!"

[innocent-mechanics-archive-blog]

The girl nodded enthusiastically, “Indeed! Though I doubt Ruby would have a bad side to her.” She paused, “…Maybe Weiss a little bit, but not very much!”

[wonderfulwizardofvale-blog]

This definitely gave Ozpin reason enough for a double take. A strange girl, completely outside of his records, casually becoming acquaintances with Qrow's nephew and the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company? He had a few people to call.

"Well, this has been an enlightening and lovely conversation, miss... I'm sorry, I don't think I caught a name?"