RWBY: Kill all humans

Legends, Stories scattered through time. Mankind has become quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts of a forgotten past.

Man; born from dust, was strong, kind, and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world, and inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction, creatures of grim, Set their sights on man and all of his creations.

These forces clashed and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void. However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds.

This power was appropriately named dust, nature's wrath in hand man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, Life.

But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die and when they are gone darkness will return.

So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments of a so-called free world, but take heed. There will be no victory in strength.

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It's the most wonderful time of the year.

The snow is falling!

The stores and businesses are all having sales on cookies, cakes, and other things!

Families are coming together to celebrate!

Crime is at an all-time low as even the scum of society, the bums and hobos, the criminals and terrorists, the white fang, and the major villains have to spend time with their loved ones!

The Grimm are partially inactive as negative emotions are low all around the world!

It's a brief time of peace in this otherwise dangerous world that they live in.

Then again, it would be a real shame if someone or someTHING ruined it all wouldn't it?

He...Heheh...HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH

But who would do such a thing you ask?

Well, only one man-no, only one CHAD has the audacity to commit such a heinous crime.

But where is he? Who is he? What is he?

Was his life so bad that he would ruin everything for others just because they were happy?

The answer to your question is...Yes. Yes, he would.

And do you wanna know why?

It's because...

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"SOMEONE FAT GET IN MY WAY!!!"

A loud scream came from above, a man in his fifties who is currently sitting alone on his porch in the forest away from civilization looks up at the sky and sees a large metal hunk barreling towards him at high speeds while failing around.

The man squints his eyes to get a better look but his age is catching up to him so all he sees is just a grey chunk of metal falling from the sky.

"What the fu-"

The man doesn't even get to finish as the metal lump crashes into him, turning the man into paste from the weight of the item that fell and destroying his porch.

The groan of a middle-aged man could be heard from the hunk and at the same time the sound of metal wiring and gears turning resounded out through the empty forest.

"Dammit, that hurts, last time I take electricity while flying" A voice speaks once again and this time it comes from the metal lump that crashed into the poor old man and his house.

The metal chunk gets up off the ground while pieces of the porch fall off its metal body revealing a large, well semi-large, 5'8 foot tall robot with slim whip-like limbs, rotating hands with 3 fingers, a trash bin for a head adorned with a small antenna, and for the main body another larger trash can with a large door on the front of its chassis for storing items.

[Image here]

The robot stands tall and opens up its body, pulling out a cigar it lights up the blunt, and then somehow, I don't know-how, it starts smoking. The robot looks around with its cold and unfeeling eye units and blows out some smoke.

"What a shit hole, where am I, New Jersey? Ahahahahahahah!" The robot makes an unfunny joke and laughs to himself like the old and malfunctioning bending unit that it is.

"But seriously where am I?" the robot in question wonders as its legs retract into its foot cups and it springs upwards rising up out of the hole it made when it crashed, landing on the dirt-covered snow it looks around once more seeing nothing but trees, an old hut, and more trees.

"...Is this Canada?"

[No]

"Huh what?" the robot freaks out and looks around frantically trying to find the source of the voice "Who said that?" it loudly asks no one in particular.

[Bending Unit 22, unit number 1,729, serial number 2716057, I am Interdimensional system unit 672, Unit number 89,241, serial number 22-11-678 and I have been integrated into your CPU as of 10-23-09 so that you may carry out your prime directive with relative ease.]

"Interdimaond What? ah, fuck it, I don't care what you are just get out of my head before I bend you over backward and shove my fist so far up your internal systems that you will be limping for a week!" the bending unit yells.

[Bending Unit 22, unit number 1,729, serial number 2716057, please activate your pacifying unit so we can proceed with our objective.]

"Why don't you activate your pacifying unit then we'll see whose paci-pac-paf, Well see whose calm alright!" the bending unit named bender threatens to a voice in its head.

[Bending Unit 22, Unit number 1,729, serial number 2716057 that makes no sense]

"Bite my shiny metal as-AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" the bending unit attempts to say its signature catchphrase seeing as it has no other response but is interrupted by an intense and gut-wrenching pain robots shouldn't be able to feel.

[Bending Unit 22, Unit number 1,729, serial number 2716057 this is why I asked you to pacify yourself]

"Screw...You...And...Bite...My...Shiny...Metal...As-AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Bender reattempts to insult the voice in its head while gritting its teeth but is attacked by even more pain causing it to scream out loudly.

[*Sigh* this is going to take a while]