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[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:
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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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[b][i]The Monster Of The North[/i][/b] [b]The Dojo lay still, and quiet. The grass swayed in the breeze, and so did the smaller trees. Leaves rustled, and a few people from the village near the Dojo were just able to be heard. It was very nice, and peaceful. Several birds were singing. This perfect and peaceful harmony was soon shattered by the thud of boots on the ground. Over the horizon was a mass of what looked like people, all dressed in repurposed sports gear, or salvaged bits of Power Armor. Some of them had helmets that only had a hood, and a bandana. Some had just a pair of sunglasses. Some had fox skin helmets on. Fewer had no helmets. Even fewer had metal, plumed helmets. One of the figures stood out, though. He wore metal armor, reminiscent of an ancient Roman soldier's. The only difference was that his armor covered his entire body, not just his legs and chest. The figure also had a unique helmet on, it was a circle, with the features of an angry Roman god, and it was also plumed. The man's metallic armor glinted in the sunlight. The armor had the word 'Legate' painted on the front in red paint. He had a relatively large sword on his back, made of scavenged metal. He also had an overcharged gauss rifle on his back, beside the sword. A scoped hunting revolver lay at his hip, colored red like the rest of the men's armor. He also wore a ballistic fist on one of his hands. As they approached, bannered men came into view. The flags bore a golden bull with a bent tail, and below that, in golden letters, was printed the words 'Caesar's Legion'. The group grew closer, and they ranked around 100 in size. They approached the main entrance.[/b] "Profligates! Send someone out to negotiate with the mighty weight of Caesar!" [b]The man in metal armor yelled. He had pronounced 'Caesar' with a hard k sound.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]