RWBY: Oscar's slice of the multiverse

Conan the Barbarian - part 1

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After waking, Oscar was helped to a chair. Darth Chaos gave him a bucket in the case that he wanted to throw up, which the boy did twice. Then the situation was explained to him again, only slower and in stages so that he may understand it more easily. In the end of the exposition he was more offended than anything. He turned to Jeeven-Deeven who was now standing by him with Aunt Emma who had confiscated his knife, Darth Chaos, Ruby's Party and Ozpin's Inner Circle.

'How did you pass here through Ozpin?' asked Professor Goodwitch.

'I don't know,' said Oscar. 'I was trying to see what he was seeing, then suddenly I felt like I was stuck somewhere tight. I could hear voices coming from outside. I crawled up and sent a punch: I was surprised to meet what felt like a face. From there I continued until I was out.'

'I'm just glad you're ok!' squealed Nora and tackle-hugged him.

'Get off of me, crazy woman!' Oscar shrieked.

Ren and Emma tried to pull them apart, but no avail. Darth Chaos, Jeeven-Deeven and the G-fan cried out excitedly and started using their telekinesis on Nora, singing as they did:

Pull on the carrot! Pull on the carrot! There's no better carrot!
Pull to the right and pull to the left too and out comes the carrot!

And so did Nora, flying away from Oscar to be caught by her friends.

After catching his breath Oscar turned to Jeeven-Deeven. 'I ask you again: why are you doing this?' he asked in an aggressive voice.

'Because I have much respect for you!' said Jeeven-Deeven, putting his hand on Oscar's shoulder who slapped it away. 'However, I legally cannot host you, as the focus of this project, in my domain during the screenings.'

'Actually, that law only applies to Jaune,' said the G-fan.

'Oh, right!' said Jeeven-Deeven. 'You can stay here, Oscar; no problem!'

'Why is there a law that discriminates against me specifically?' cried Jaune.

'Because screw you! That's why,' said Darth Chaos. 'Here, Oscar, let me get this for you.' He took away the vomit bucket and dumped it into a volcano through a portal.

'Wait, who made that law?' demanded Pyrrha with fire in her eyes.

'Mostly conscious-ones,' said Jeeven-Deeven. 'Though a few other master-entities were surely involved.'

'The heck are conscious ones?' grumbled Ghira.

'Well, you know how until now you didn't know that you are all actually essences in lesser forms?' said Jeeven-Deeven. 'And you know how in a dream you think that everything is real until you wake up? Same thing with essences; they are much like sleeping minds whose dreams are your lives. But the G-fan and I are conscious ones; we are not asleep. We exist singularly, and still we have not full knowledge of ourselves, so we know not, Weiss, why we are different than your essences.'

'What are master-entities?' asked Ooblek.

'A blanket term for all beings powerful enough to pose a threat to multiple universes,' said Jeeven-Deeven. 'Your creators in fact are master-entities, though low-ranking ones. Such powers must not be allowed to operate unchecked, so we are all subjects to laws that regulate our activity. The most important of these laws is that master-entities are prohibited from directly intervening in the events of universes that they are not native to without a license or a temporary permit, which, again, before you ask, I have.'