Team RWBY and JNPR are taken to unknown realm well their host promise gifts if agreed to watch a story about them in a another world. Story owned by Wombag1786.
Alcohol and bad decisions go hand in hand. Courier Six has learned this first hand and knows how bad those decisions can be. What he wasn't expecting was for things to take the turn they did.
Courier Six has had enough. His companions have abandoned him, assassins hunt him wherever he travels, and despite everything he has done for the Mojave and it's people he has received no thanks and was even demonized for his actions. Alone in the Big Empty while trying to drown his worries in alcohol and chems, Six abandons his world only to find himself stuck in another.
The Courier just wants a break from babysitting four teenaged girls who clearly do not belong in the Wasteland.
What if someone else took the Courier’s place as the sixth? Who would it be? Could be anyones guess at this point. A drugged up teenager thinking too much like a deadbeat dad? Maybe. But it won’t make a different, you wanna know why, it’s because war, war never changes. SI/OC/Nasuverse elements in later chapters/GroupReincarnation/TalksOfReligion/IWasBoredLmao/ChemAbuse/DrugAbuse/
What if the main character was transported in to the city, instead of the forest like most crossovers do? And not found by Team RWBY? Enter Caesar Lanius now Leseath as he/she tries to live his/her best to a world full of man-eating beasts and racial terrorist group that terrorizes humans in particular. Rated M for Fallout and lots of gore.
Four warriors of different armies find themselves thrown into Remnant without any warning. Can they look past their differences and form a alliance...unlikely. A money loving mute Ranger, a tactful Legion commander, a proud Knight and a not all there Fiend will be tested in this dangerous new place.
Drinking on a rock above a forest, beneath a shattered moon. The Courier knows not what fate has in store for him, and cares even less, as long as the monsters that blasted the moon to pieces do not come after him.