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[DIGITAL_DOJO]
[b][u]Before reading further, something you should know:[/u][/b]
[spoiler]This is an RP thread. If you don't like that kind of thing, than I suggest you hit the back tab now.[/spoiler]
Welcome to the [DIGITAL_DOJO], a safe haven for warriors of any kind. Here, all are welcome to train for whatever purpose they may have, whether it be a war, or for personal improvement. You may bring weapons, or buy them here, as we can provide for the unarmed.
OUR POLICY:
The dojo will remain neutral to all other groups, and anyone is welcome to train. This also means we will not interfere with other battles, nor will we start one ourselves. There is one exception however, it is the sovereignty. We have declared war on them, and we will grill their corpses...
If you wish to truly join us, you must go through testing by me or by designated personnel. If not, you do not have permission to take up permanent residence.
This place is centered around fighting. This includes a multitude of different fighting techniques, ranging from bladed weaponry, ranged, magical, to even firearms. We have specialists for each, and we also carry some forms of each in stock.
Another important notice to everyone: do not add or make adjustments to the dojo without asking me first. This includes relations with other groups, buildings, particularly dangerous equipment, and new members.
NEWS:
[spoiler]
WE'VE HIT 50,000!! DON'T SHUT US DOWN NOW![/spoiler]
IMPORTANT THINGS TO NOTE:
[spoiler]I'm not always going to be here! If I don't respond, look for one of the Lieutenants.[/spoiler]
[b]RULES[/b]
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1-the dojo will remain neutral under any and every circumstance, with one exception (see rule 6). All members are required to follow this rule.
2-Any member attempting to take another members life without consent or approval from either the person in question or me will be removed. This becomes effective immediately.
3-Godmodding will grant you a removal from the dojo.
4-lieutenants will now be selected based on merit, not time spent. It is still a factor, but not the main reason for selection.
5-Remember that you cannot win every fight. Try to win if you can, but if you are put up against impossible odds, do not resort to godmodding
6-Anyone and everyone of the sovereignty is our enemy. Kill them and bring their corpses back to the dojo for grilling
7-Ookshmook383141 is not permitted to participate due to constant harassment. No one is permitted to allow him entry.
General RP rules will be discussed in the group[/spoiler]
[b]For those that don't know what this thread is about, this is an RP thread. Which means you can leave if you were here for something else.[/b]
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[b]And yes, we still exist.[/b]
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26 Replies[i]The air was still when she entered the gates of the Dojo that evening. Diana's hair was still the same bright shade of red that it usually was and if anything it looked... Brighter, at the moment. Her hair was draped over her left shoulder which overlapped the white of her tee shirt, one that was only covering the left shoulder and slightly falling off her right shoulder. The woman's eyes were still as blue as ever and even sparkled as she looked to the nights sky, shining brighter than any of the stars that cast their eternal gaze upon the establishment. Diana bore no weapons aside from the katana on her back, which rests in a black carbon fibre sheath with ornate golden markings flooding the sheath, stemming from the spot where her blades crossguard met the sheath. The bottom of her swords case would occasionally cross paths with her pants, which were just a pair of skinny blue jeans in a navy blue shade. The woman had a pair of boots that went over the bottom of her jeans, which were a brown colour and had appeared to be a pair of heels. How this woman had fought in then wasn't really known, though there were a few guesses that could be made. The pale-skinned beauty wandered through the massive gates just then as she scanned her surroundings, which appeared to be a horridly barren courtyard, with nobody to watch the woman train. This was good, she thought, because it lets her practice without fear of judgement from anybody who would typically be watching. And so she activated her pair of wireless earbuds just then, pulled out her phone, and put on something somber that would help her train. She figured that training while listening to music would help her immensely, as that's the case with most people when doing anything of this nature. And so when she placed her left hand on the black hilt of her katana, she felt a sense of comfort wash over her. The blade was expelled with a swift and fluid motion as she slashed the air directly in front of her and lunged forwards, to which she followed up to by allowing her blade to meet the dust by her right leg which was behind her. She turned the blade around and slashed upwards to bring the blade by her right arm again, and spun in a full circle on her left leg to slash at the throat of her "enemy." The heels were retracted into the soles of her shoes at the start of her training, and replaced by a platform below the heel which allowed it to feel and act like a pair of regular boots. She practiced for what felt like hours, sweat dripping off her glistening face and occasionally landing on the completely blue blade of her steel weapon. [/i] ((Open))
