It Seems That Airbenders Focus On Moving, And Moving With The Air, So The Probably Can't Manipulate Specific

It seems that Airbenders focus on moving, and moving with the Air, so the probably can't manipulate specific gases.

Firebenders, though, seem to possess alchemical talents. They are able to forge metal into machines, and producing fire is a matter of chemical manipulation. It is likely that Firebenders are more likely capable of manipulating gases instead of Airbenders.

im back at it again with another atla/tlok science question !! so when it comes to all the elements; benders can manipulate forms/versions of that element that already exists around them BUT when it comes to fire and air; the benders not only manipulate that element but also "produce" the element from their palms/hands (unless you vount earthbending when they "produce" lava but I just think that's manipulating the magma beneath the Earth's crust MOVING ON)

would that mean that airbenders can manipulate any type of gas? is there a pressure or composition requirement for an airbender to manipulate a particular gas?

We literally see the bomb go off, we see Harriet doing her damndest to drop said bomb, we see the ace ops discuss if it’s a bluff and agree it fuming wasn’t,

If you think it’s a bluff you’d need to disregard literally everything the show tells us or shows us,

If you think its not a bluff you'd need to disregard that Ironwood did not order the detonation of the bomb the moment he got Penny in his hands.

You'd also have to disregard the fact that Harriet was about to not detonate the nuke thanks to Vine's advice, and Qrow and Robyn were responsible for escalating the tensions into a brawl that set off the bomb.

In any case, you should not be going off on me, or RWDE in general, for something that is entirely RT's fault.

The writers managed to cement Adam Taurus's villainy back in V5 when they SHOWED him detonating the Haven Academy bombs, but was only stopped by Ilia disarming those bombs.

RT dropped the ball (or bomb) on Ironwood because they had Trump Derangement Syndrome and were so eager to write a story about Political Power gone crazy they forgot to do for Ironwood what they did to Adam.

As it is, RT was so eager to have RWBY 'stop' Ironwood they forgot to actually write Ironwood as a definitive villain.

At this point, based on the writing, Ironwood can be interpreted as either a Hero or a Villain. I, and most of RWDE, choose Hero. Now you have to choose if you are willing to agree to disagree on this point.

Yes.

i dont know how to break this to you but film critics and people engaged in analysis and criticism often do have fun with the works we criticize, and the works we have fun with we almost always criticize

“fun” does not equate to “mindlessly consume drivel and dont you dare critique it”

i dont feel bad for you people so much as hate you to be honest

I just think they're neat

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Penny Polendina vs The Black Wings of Mistral

"Sal-u-tations! Welcome, dear guests! Please enjoy tonight's festivities!"

Penny Poledina wasn't bored. She wasn't sure if such emotion was programmed into her in the first place. But even if they were, there was no way Penny could be bored greeting all these new people, taking pictures with the children, and assuring the citizens of Atlas that as the Kingdom's duly appointed protector Penny will always be combat-ready for any threat the Kingdom might face.

"Miss Poledina, you can take a break if you want. We'll watch the doors for a while."

Flashing a brief smile at the soldier, Penny zipped off deeper into the magnificent mansion that was hired for tonight's event. Her long ginger hair turned into an orange arrow as Penny zipped through the halls. The guests, dressed in various shades of finery and immaculately accessorized, parted politely to allow the girl to pass with brief cheers and grateful greetings. So it was that within minutes, Penny found herself in the building's main ballroom.

Her mind and feet wandered through the music, the dancing, and the cheer of the guests. Penny abruptly found herself staring at the centerpiece of tonight's function. A skillfully cast, bronze image of a kindly old man in a wheelchair. A memorial for the greatest scientist in the Kingdom of Atlas.

"Father," Penny wistfully sighed as she traced her green-gloved fingers over the plaque set into the base of the memorial. A pithy platitude that was wholly insufficient to express what she felt about the man who brought her life, before leaving her alone in the world with nothing but questions, and too few people she'd trust enough to ask.

"I wish we could have spoken more." Penny finally said as she touched her fingers to her lips and pressed them to the statue's cheek. Then, with a wry smile across her freckled cheeks, she turned away to allow other people to pay their respects, and while stepping through the ballroom to resume her duties as a greeter, her eyes caught sight of a familiar face drifting unobtrusively through the crowd.

Tapping quickly at her wrist, Penny pulled up the database on her internal hard drive and zoomed in on the list of wanted criminals currently active in Atlas. Something deep in her circuits drove her to scan the names listed under 'Assassins' and she gasped when the facial scan found a match.

Wilson Pink. The Black Wings of Mistral. Remnant's Third Deadliest Assassin, and the world's most dangerous martial artist. A handsome stranger whose cheeks were bulging with Mantlian Spring rolls while bright pink eyes stared merrily at the decorations and festivities surrounding him. Looking for all the world like a child at a toy store.

Penny panicked. Her first instinct was to confront and arrest this dangerous monster before he harmed anyone in this building. Her second instinct was to call for reinforcements, then apprehend this dangerous monster before he harmed anyone in this building. However, both ideas were dashed when she looked away for a brief instant to find a soldier to report her sighting, and at that moment Wilson had disappeared.

Now her combat programming and training kicked in. Heeding the directives, Penny slowly paced backward to put her blindspot against a wall. She then cycled through each vision mode her wide green eyes currently possessed and scanned the ballroom. Forcing herself to work through her frantic motherboard so that she would not miss any minute sign of the Assassin's presence to and from the ballroom.

Presently, her experimental heat vision noticed an anomaly in the room. Namely, an absence of heat that trailed across the dance floor, past her father's memorial, and up the main stairway to the second floor. Without hesitation, Penny dashed off in pursuit of the trail. Grav-Servos built into her long boots propelled her quickly up the stairs, while internal sensors kept her from crashing into anything as she blitzed after Wilson.

Those same sensors picked up the sound of efficient violence three sharp corners in and half-a-dozen corridors later. There were no shouts or screams. Just a sudden gasp cut off by bones snapping and bodies dropping. Even with an extra spurt of speed Penny was only fast enough to catch a glimpse of a pair of black wings billowing outward as Napier swooped down and plunged his fingers through a woman's skull once the girl turned the final corner.

"No!"

Without turning, Napier slowly set his victim onto the floor before pulling his fingers out of what remained on the woman's face. Penny noted that the killer was unarmed when he stood up and chuckled while wiping the blood off his gloves.

"Well, well! The robot with a soul."

Penny braced herself and raised her hands. Within seconds, an arsenal of swords suspended on invisible wires blinked menacingly at Napier as Penny spat.

"Soulless Beast! Surrender now! By the authority of the Atlesian Council, you are under arrest for murder!"

Napier's face adopted an expression of mock surprise as he placed a finger to his silky-soft lips and mused.

"Under arrest for murder? Is it murder when Atlas executes criminals? No! That is justice, and believe me; this woman is far worse than even that kind of criminal."

Penny mirrored Wilson's movement across the hallway. Ensuring that the assassin could not slip past her by design or accident. The android then snarled levelly as the blades danced around her, minutely responsive to every twitch of her fingers and wave of her hands.

"Stay where you are! Or I will attack!"

Now Wilson paced the width of the hallway like a caged tiger. His black coat swirled at his feet, a nest of black vipers that reflected the poison dripping from his lips.

"Why are you so snappy at me? This woman murdered the scientist that the memorial downstairs is being held for. She is the one who had the gall to show her face here before the man she killed. I'm just exacting justice this bitch is long overdue for."

Wilson's words drove through Penny's miniature power generator and for a second the sinuous movements of her blades turned clumsy as the android's eyes darted towards the body behind Wilson. She quickly recognized the only intact part of the woman that was left, a hand with a wedding ring that had given Penny her face and helped her off the workbench when she was first brought to life. The same hands that held hers when Penny first learned to walk, and the hands that read her bedtime stories as her internal processors were being adjusted.

That woman had been a mother to Penny. This woman whom Penny did not know the name of was her father's killer.

"How? How could you know this?"

Now it was Wilson's turn to stop as the smug confidence on his face disappeared. Replaced by regret and a hint of wistful sadness as he calmly answered.

"I was the assassin she hired for the job."

Now, Penny was simply stunned. So Wilson continued.

"His name was Pietro. He wasn't my first kill, but he was my first formal assignment. I was told by my client that Pietro was building some kind of superweapon. A weapon he intended to unleash on innocent people in service of the Atlesian Military under General Ironwood's orders. The lien cleared my account so I took the job. Even then, I was totally ripped off."

An innocent man. Penny's father. Killed by a boy because of a lie and for profit. The concept boggled her; how could anyone be so callous? Was human life so worthless? What made Wilson happily accept this assignment on someone Penny knew would never have hurt a fly?

"Honestly? I thought it would be a challenge. My skill against a superweapon. Also, the idea that some prick like Ironwood could have all that power over others just rubs me off the wrong way. It is an insult to the spirit of battle."

Abruptly, Wilson sighed and stretched.

"However, it was all a lie; Pietro was just some guy who tinkered with toys. Who wanted to build something that would better Atlas. He wanted to build you, and he did good work. He would be very proud of you. In any case by the time I knew, things had gone too far, and this slut was too well-protected for me to get to. So I waited. Until today."

Penny rocked a step back as she processed Wilson's words. A woman who had cared for Penny like a daughter was the one who had her father killed. Meanwhile, a heartless serial killer had taken the time to avenge her father's death and affirmed her father's life's work. How could someone who was so kind to her commit such evil? How could a Murderer be so honorable? The conflict proved too much for the android, and she suddenly burst out laughing at the incongruity of it all.

Wilson looked slightly worried, but the act of laughter seemed to reboot Penny's processors. She then looked at Wilson and asked.

"A good person is responsible for evil, while a murderer is a man capable of great good. How do you reconcile this irony? Make sense of this paradox without losing your mind?"

Wilson thought for a moment before he answered.

"Honestly? I let the fight decide. The one left standing is usually the winner. Because he is alive and able to defend his position."

Penny considered Wilson's answer. After a moment of silence, Penny raised her hands and set her blades to attack position.

"That is an unacceptable proposition; As you have stated earlier, my father was a good man, and as I was brought to life by his hands it is only logical that I too must be 'good'. Despite your actions, I am here. I am alive. Therefore good will overcome evil. Through me, my father's ideals live on; that in the end good will always win through no matter what evil is used to justify any actions taken against it."

Wilson smirked.

"So in the end, it comes down to a fight. Whoever is left standing is right."

"No, Wilson. I'm not fighting you, I am asserting the truth of the world; Good will always triumph over evil."

Wilson laughed. Short, sharp, and deadly as his coattails billowed back and the assassin settled into a stance.

"It seems I would finally get a fight worth the fighting. So then robot with a soul, are you ready?"

"Nope!" Penny said as her grav-servos lifted her off the carpet like an avenging angel glowing neon green.

"I am Combat-Ready!"

Penny is one of the best things about RWBY.

An Analysis of Penny Polendina, and Asperger's

“Okay, here goes tumblr again on getting people to diagnose fictional characters with mental health issues, woohoo”

Okay, to start, I wanna preface this completely with the disclaimer that I am aware of the nature of analysis essays like this on this site, but to start, I want to be clear that this is completely my experience with RWBY as a show, as well as my experience in life with what I personally believe to be a condition that makes me relate in-depth with a fictional character, that is all. If you do not approve of it, you are in no obligation to agree with me.

With that being said, this is by no means going to be some analysis that’s like “ALL THE OTHER VIEWS ARE WRONG.” This is simply my interpretation, and I am absolutely open to receiving replies pointing to the contrary of what I am about to go over. In fact, I encourage it. Y’all need to be MEAN AS FUCK to me. I haven’t had enough of that sweet sweet concetrated internet venom in my online experience, lol.

With that said, the subject today isn’t some kind of diagnosis or gatekeeping of a character I am well aware people cherish, as well as a character that may be very divisive in the matter as to the weight of their importance in the series overall. This essay is completely sentimental, but I have also done my research, as well as cross-referenced the facts of the character and the show with what little we know about the diagnosis now.

That being said, I’m sure everyone’s already made the connection by now that Penny Polendina is somewhere on the spectrum. When I say the spectrum, I use it EXTREMELY LIGHTLY, as in I in no way mean to make Penny look like a stereotype, which many might think of her at first glance - But I assure, there is SO much I want to talk about. I am also not going based on any sources involving Autism Speaks, or any other harmful organizations that associate with the study and research of Autism that in any ways has harmful practices or mindsets towards the understanding of Autism. In fact, I am basing most of this off of my own experiences and daily issues, as well as some misconceptions I believe many have about Autism, as well as the ability to be high-functioning, since this analysis dabbled in only the first territory of the three levels of Autism.

SPECIFICALLY, I would like to talk about Asperger’s, or Asperger’s Syndrome. For context, I was diagnosed with Asperger’s at a young age, and I would also like to preface the fact that Asperger’s is, fortunately, a condition that allows for high-functioning development, and is only on the first of three tiers. I am going to be going over the major signs, behaviors, and examples in-character I see of these traits, and try to give you a better idea of why the character you like acts the way that they do. As much as I like Penny, too, I am NOT woobifying her, and I think woobifying those on the Autism spectrum is one of the worst things you can do, since most of the issues I’ve had trying to adapt have involved others not taking me seriously, and approach this with the deepest empathy and hope for understanding towards those neurodivergent who are reading this.

Now that I’ve gotten all the introductions and formalities out of the way, I will begin to go over observed behaviors that are the underlying differences between “normal” people and those with Asperger’s. As I go, I will be providing examples of these traits seen in-character, as well as to the reasoning put in place for why these are examples of these behaviors. Specifically, I will go over symptoms I am POSTIVE people with Asperger’s experience, simply because the ones I choose will also be ones I know I’ve experienced. (I am extremely open to counterarguements, as well as external sourcing and re-examination of specific traits at request - Again, it might be a bit of an echo-chamber, but it’s better than citing behaviors I have NOT seen or experienced that might be at fault. Sorry for the sudden disclaimer, just covering my bases, lol.)

Difficulty in picking up social cues, and conditional-awareness empathy.

To make my thesis clear in this first point, let my begin by saying that those with Asperger’s, like me, are NOT incapable of empathy - In fact, we have times like everyone where we clearly can reciprocate emotions - Emotions we are aware of. This is important.

Now what does this implicate? What do I mean? Well, a good example of behavior like this is seen when Penny is extremely clearly doing something or saying something that makes someone uncomfortable - In my experience with Asperger’s, I often might be interacting or doing things like I’m welcome, or right at home, but I might be using something of someone else’s, and they might be giving me subtle social cues that may implicate that they don’t want me to do it, but because my condition inhibits my ability to sense subtle social cues - unless I’m told right to my face that what I’m doing is making them uncomfortable, or I’m doing something I’m not supposed to do - That’s what I mean.

Now, clearly, in the show, this is obviously played-up for humor. She might bear-hug someone she hardly knows, or longingly stare with a look on her face, not knowing that she simply isn’t just an invisible spectator - You know which scene I’m talking about.

But she’s not invisible - She’s a person who’s there in the moment that people put their attention on, because she’s unpredictable, per se, just working about life in a way that makes sense to her, because she’s probably never had to worry about social interaction - Which I believe is a serious contributor.

If you don’t have someone who tells you what your doing is right or wrong, or you don’t have friends at all, you won’t know how to act when someone does interact with you. Her pushy nature at first makes her awkward, and maybe even unlikable, but it’s when Ruby speaks up for herself, and they get a chance to talk to each other about who they actually are, and to get in each others’ heads that they begin to realize there might be some... external factors...

Now clearly, over time, Penny begins to learn that, with responsibility, she needs to understand that she has importance, and once she realizes that her actions matter, and that she has consequences for when she does things that can mortally affect her (depending on who she’s interacting with) she start to show restraint, and when her friends reward her for that, it’s theraputic - For her and the audience. It’s just satisfyingly wholesome.

Now obviously, a huge part of this is also emotions. Clearly this can help someone who might be comfortable around something be even more comfortable, albeit involuntarily, but in my experience with people I’ve come to love, including my partner and their family, several boundaries had to be set within reason. This can lead to issues that likely aren’t seen with Penny, since her friends all need hugs too because the world is cold and dark while Penny’s the only soft and warm thing within a 300-mile radius, but it’s just not realistic. Her friends and bystanders need to help her be held accountable, otherwise she might, for example, say something to someone like Ironwood, Winter, or the Ace Ops that might make them uncomfortable, since their relationship is clearly professional. Fortunately, she already seemed to have it down, and she learned to say things when her input is needed, though, which is a sign of growth, and an extremely good indicator that she’s learned to express herself while also holding restrain, learning to be an individual, the only reason I mention it is that sometimes these symptoms are persistent throughout all stages of life - She is very fortunate that she seemed to overcome them in the way she did.

Also, her head was a dodgeball that one time. So that happened.

Difficulty in picking up social cues, and conditional-awareness empathy.

Hyperfixation & restricting of interests or specialization in hobbies or behaviors.

When I mention hyperfixation, I want it to be extremely clear that I understand everyone can have specific interests and passions, but in the context of Asperger’s, whether simple and managed or unmanaged and natural, what I mean by hyperfixation is NOT passing interests - At least, not always. Their interests happen to extremely fixed, as well - Just let me explain.

Hyperfixation in context to those with Asperger’s is that, in early development of the brain, a symptom that involves extreme and occasionally socially debilitating unmoving, restricted, and repetitive interests. So how does this differ from usual hyperfixation? Hyperfixation in a usual context implicates a passing interest or phase - Hyperfixation in context of Asperger’s involves meticulous and seemingly pointless breaking-down of random facts, interests, or passions.

An example of this would be someone who, for most of their life, has had an extreme interest in building model trains or towns in their basement, and they absolutely refuse the notion of anything happening to them - Or someone who’s researched in-depth into the weather or stars patterns between the years 2001-2021, simply just because they want to? THAT kind of hyperfixation, a seemingly socially taboo freakish obsession, or perhaps a burning passion caused simply from cognitive dissonance being the one thing that keeps you doing it? Yep.

Now, perhaps that’s a hard way of putting it? But sometimes that’s because that’s what it's seen as in the eyes of the world - But as a kid, someone might be extremely interested in disassembling and reassembling giant Lego models, and because it seems like such an interesting thing, not many have actually considered it as a sign of neurodivergency - Simply social obsession.

Okay, now how does Penny display these features?

Okay, we have the obvious answer - Penny is extremely obsessed with the idea of “Painting nails, trying on clothes, and talking about cute boys.” This is a recurring idea between her ideal friendship, not just in the first volume, but also in her song after her final moments, and even in the manga iteration of the scene of her and Ruby’s encounter.

But what if I told you it goes deeper? There happen to be a few more indicators of what exactly Penny may have an interest in - And some may be more obvious than others.

Penny seems to understand lots more than we realize - And clearly her heart and passion as well as robot-capabilities (before her transformation) allowed her to do all the realizing she wanted, like analyzing semblances.

In addition to the ideal friendship, Penny seems to have an incredible interest in relationships in general - She might not know how they all work, but she’s interested in learning about everything she wants to know on her free-time she has so little of above all. With the time she was given, being under Ironwood and all, she did what she could, and took it upon herself to memorize exact pathfinding, as well as architectural layout, as displayed when giving Teams RWBY and JNR as well as Oscar a tour of the whole place.

What this tells me is that, if Penny could, she would use her free time to do so much more. Now what would that be?

Ladies, Nonbinies, and gentlemen...

THATS RIGHT.

PENNY’S TRUE CALLING IS AS A.... DJ???

okay i don’t know

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just go to the next category

Difficulty in picking up social cues, and conditional-awareness empathy.

Hyperfixation & restricting of interests or specialization in hobbies or behaviors.

Unique linguistics, thought processing, emotional application and physical quirks.

Probably my most highly anticipated category above as well, but this is going to be covering a wide variety of internal differences between those with Asperger’s as well as those without it, both internally and external.

To start, those with Asperger’s, including myself, tend to have a very “interesting” sense of word formulation. We are often verbose, and explain things in way deeper depth than needed. When delivering speeches, our thought process tends to need to explain every little detail so it makes sense, even though we might not have the time to explain everything - The true definition of verbosity, using more words than necessary to describe an idea.

Remind you of something?

Like something you’re reading? Right now?

That’s what I thought.

Bitch.

Aside from that, we also tend to have an odd sense of “prosody,” or expressive auditory variables. These include, but are not, limited to;

Pitch. (Oddly annunciated/placed expression on words)

Length of sounds. (Over/under exaggerated or shortened syllables)

Loudness. (Overly loud or quiet expression)

and Timbre (Voice quality, quality of sound to the ear)

This is something we see extremely often with Penny - Her expression is often extremely associated with her current emotion. This would make sense with anyone, but sometimes it’s something unconscious, something just can’t control.

Naturally it doesn’t mean it’s something causing us to constantly scream at the top of our lungs all the time. That’s just silly! It’s more like... we need to better control our thoughts and intents in a conversation, and express ourselves accordingly. Sometimes, if you’re in a bad mood, and you try to act positive to someone, it’s sometimes more obvious that we’re in a bad mood. For Penny, it’s the opposite. She is literally to the brink with positivity. I don’t know how she does it??? Top 10 questions science still can’t answer.

Another aspect that’s more obviously seen is her odd word choice. To me, everything I say might make sense to me, but because a) it’s hard to gauge how others feel (ESPECIALLY SINCE IM WRITING IT AS WE SPEAK AND PEER REVIEW IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME) and b) we have our rose-tinted glasses on for what we do all the time, sometimes to us, what we say might make sense, but in the end, it might sound like english is our second language, even though it isn’t. The way we formulate sentences in our head is different than when it comes out of our mouth, and we also have a tendency to make sense out of comparisons in our head that don’t make sense to others.

OKAY YOU KNOW I HAD TO SHOW THIS SOME TIME OR ANOTHER.

IT’S TOO GOOD NOT TO SHOW YOU.

But it’s actually an example of what I’m actually trying to show you - Penny in this scene clearly is experiencing everything differently than Ruby, but Penny takes the metaphor of being a firefly differently, and the scene is tied together beautifully by showing that, even though they don’t enjoy things the same way, they can open each others’ eyes into seeing the world a different way from one another, and that’s what matters to them.

Aside from that, there’s also the aspect of physical quirks or tics, which seem to be common between all types of ASD, as well as in other types of neurodivergency, and...

Okay I think you get the point.

Point is I had this idea for a post a while ago, and I finally got the motivation to make a recently, and I’m super happy I did. I hope this post is educational, and I hope you appreciate Penny’s writing a little more after this.

That is all.

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