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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Inflatablepants:
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THE DOJO
[i] The Dojo. Located on the diverse planet of Tatakai, the Dojo consists of the largest gathering of fighters the universe has ever seen. Men and women from all different cultures, races and worlds come to train, compete and fight together. Many battles have been raged on its soil, but it remains standing. Here, one can write, fight and talk with other writers who seek to create stories with one another. All you have to do is start typing.[/i]
[b][i]The New Dojo(JOIN HERE!)[/i][/b]
[spoiler]Join our group! Free of charge! I swear!
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/1677784/0/3/0
USE THIS LINK IF THAT OTHER ONE DOES NOT WORK.
https://www.bungie.net/en/Groups/Chat?groupId=1677784
Once you pass your test and have joined the group sign here:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/215168136/0/0
NOTE: You do not have to be tested to join the dojo. Only to PvP.
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[b][i]Who we are[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is an ENTRY LEVEL AND ONE OF THE ONLY PUBLIC RP THREADS.
RP is A way of interactive creative writing. Where you can go on adventures, have fights and generally have fun. Think of dungeons and dragons, but its horribly imbalanced since there is not an experience system or dice. Its great!
The Dojo loves different opinions, ideas and writing no matter if you are new to RP(roleplay) or extremely experienced. If you have an opinion to share about how to make the dojo better, contact one of the Sensei's that run the place (We would prefer this rather then excessive and unintelligent shit talking). Every work of writing is appreciated and accepted (shitposts…maybe not so much).
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[b][i]How we work(list of Admins included)[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is run by a group of Sensei’s. These Sensei’s will make up most of the game changing decisions to benefit The Dojo. BUT Everyone's opinion matters a great deal. So the Sensei’s will make poll’s within the group for the members to vote and decide on big issues/ideas. Even then, the sensei’s will inform the group of changes and decisions made.
The list of sensei’s are as follows:
Inflatablepants/Pants(GONE ON HIATUS)
The God-Eater/Cob
Royalblade/Royal
Fresh Cazberry/Vio
nullCth/Cth
And the leader of the dojo union: Tubbs
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[b][i]OUR GOAL[/i][/b]
[spoiler] At the dojo, we want to provide an amazing place for you to improve on your writing in a fun way. We love new faces, and will accept you as soon as you walk up to the door. We also love other RP threads that have really awesome stuff, and we want to invite them all here so we can have a hub world of sorts. Whether this is through an interdimensional portal, space ships or whatever. We want everyone we can to be a part of this and interact with everyone! This way, you can meet people you never would have met before. If you are a leader of an RP group and are interested in this, please contact me so we can discuss further! I like discussing stuff!
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[b][i]RULES[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678270/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]How to PvP[/i][/b]
[spoiler] Player VS Player Is what the dojo is known for. Basically, you can fight each others characters with your own, to see who’s the best or to simply make some kick ass action. Please follow all the rules while you fight, so you can make it as badass as possible.
In order to PvP you must be tested by a sensei, or a designated tester of the dojo. You can find out who is a tester by seeing "How we Work." Also, When you fight another player make sure that you always react to their move. The best way to do this is like this.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your reaction from you opponents last reply.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your attack.
If you completely block another opponents attack, its courteous to not attack them within the same reply.
This way, you’ll never go wrong.
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[b][I]World Creation(Getting started at the Dojo starts here)[/i][/b]
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This is the most important section for you RP experience. This is where you make your characters, their stories, where they could live. Also, this is where you can create a Faction to participate in the thread, as well as having access to writing for the group(The stories you write do not have to relate to the dojo at all)
Bio's(RECCOMENDED)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677641/0/0
Backstory for Characters
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/217556475/0/0
Property Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220228259/0/0
Writers Hub
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220575696/0/0
Faction Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/222042811/0/0
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[b][i]The Dojo[/i][/b]
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Physical Appearance
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677894/0/0
NOTE: The dojo only uses Mac Cannons for any kind of defense. If you are lookin to invade with your discount armies, you will be fighting the characters of the thread and possibly their factions.
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[b][i]The World of Tatakai[/i][/b]
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Map of Tatakai:
http://i.imgur.com/6xm09eO.jpg
Landscapes of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678163/0/0
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/213673051/0/0
Lore
(WORK IN PROGRESS)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217554253/0/0
Landmarks of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217506568/0/0
Cities of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217516337/0/0
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[b][i]The Digital Dojo[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The Digital dojo was what we had used before this new Dojo. Here is a link to the old thread, as well as the old group. Please read our past works!
Digital Dojo Thread:https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/819710/126982640
Digital Dojo Group: https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/819710
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[b]The OP(Inflatablepants) is on hiatus. If you have any questions please refer to the following people:[/b]
[spoiler]Cobalt Pheonix: CobaltPHNX
Royal: JustAStranger
Caz: PoisonousBerry
Tubbs:Bler
(Tubbs is not actually an admin, but he has been here long enough and is like an ever existing presence. Kinda weird.)[/spoiler]
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84 Replies[b]Chapter Thirty Eight[/b] Arianna felt the cold spike impale and freeze her stomach. Her vision blurred as a pool of blood formed under her. Felix stood up and looked down on her before he walked back to the throne. If she tried to move, all she felt was pain. Was this the end? "Oh, Arianna. I don't need your help you stupid girl. The fact that you were willing to listen to all of that shows really how ill of mind you are to begin with." He told her as he raised his hand up. "To prove this to you, you may behold my majesty! The power that comes with being a God among men!!!" The ceiling began to bubble, and suddenly the entire lake of blood fell down. It splashed over Arianna and she tasted the sickness of iron wash over her. It hardly lasted as the mass of water dissipated and washed over her. As she opened her eyes, she saw that where Felix stood all the blood was flowing towards. It shot up like the red liquid was being shot through tubes. Then, the shadow of a creature revealed itself in the red. Soon, all the blood flowed into a tall muscular being. It was pale of skin, and black torn clothing covered its legs and waste. It wore no shirt or shoes as it's torso and body was large. It's face was edged and high cheekboned and it's white ashen hair flowed like it was under water. It had massive fangs that jutted over its lower lip and its hands were large with finger that were like long slender claws. "See?! You never stood a chance to begin with! Worship me with your dying breath and maybe I'll give you the mercy of being my mindless thrall forever!" Felix demanded as his voice transformed into a bellow that was muffled by his large teeth. [spoiler]for Orn[/spoiler]
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4 RepliesEdited by medic: 6/18/2017 5:52:52 PMMay this post forever R.I.P.
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2 RepliesEdited by Centurion 0mega: 6/30/2017 3:23:34 PMA rupture in space-time opens in the sky. A strange triangular figure appears from the mysterious portal. His one darts around in excitement. “Yes! Finally! I’m no longer bound to my two dimensional form.” *The ground shakes* “The second weirdmageddon just rolled into the station!” [spoiler]open[/spoiler] [spoiler]You knew that was coming.[/spoiler]
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76 RepliesEdited by Splashback77: 7/1/2017 11:15:25 PM[b][u]I Was Camping, Until...[/u][/b] [i]Dojo Woods, 22:12[/i] Mark-54 was camping. He had a campfire going, and a tent set up. He had his Ghost, Havoc as his company. "Hey, Havoc," the Hunter called. "Mark, what is it?" He replied. "I just got over all my feelings for Sarah. I guess I just had a crush on her. And I overdramatized it." "You manned up, good for you," Havoc replied. The Hunter stood up, hearing the crackle of storms the Vex usually come with. His helmet formed on his head. "And I completely set this up by myself," Mark muttered. Vex units showed up. Ten goblins, 5 harpies and a minotaur. Mark reloaded his hand cannon. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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221 RepliesEdited by NOTAPUBLICALT: 6/29/2017 8:30:50 PM[b]What lies beneath Midday[/b] [i]it was pretty hot day for summer. But the day seemed off as someone fighting could be heard as it seemed like it was getting pretty heated as it was Lola arguing about something and it wasn't very pretty at all. She could be seen arguing with both her sisters.[/i] "Why the hell not Serenity!!" snaps Lola "Because I said no!!"snaps Serenity "Your not the boss of me Serenity and Leyla. I don't bloody care if your older than me!!"snaps Lola "She just concerned about your safety!!"snaps Leyla "NO you guys want to treat me like a child and im not!! im a damn adult!!"snaps Lola "We forbid you to go there!!"says Serenity "OH YOU FORBID ME HUH? WELL @$## YOU TWO!!" Shouts Lola [i]Lola then storms off surprisingly pissed off pushing past the people that had gathered from them arguing. Whatever they were argued about seemed pretty important as Lola is seen heading outside of the dojo's walls in a mad huff. She seen walking towards the direction of the shoreline. Whatever it was has bothered her a great deal. As she can now be seen staring off into space at the sea. As she still looks pretty mad. [/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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82 Replies[b][u]Returning home Dojoville 6:00 PM[/u][/b] [i]The dojo and the civilization around it was particularly quiet this evening. People took advantage of it in different ways, but a select few used it to host Shalidor's funeral. Haknir, being his best friend mostly took over, saying a small speech for him. The attendees were some of the Sandello members as well as Matt himself, some miscellaneous dojo members, and a few people whom shalidor had helped heal when they were injured. Finally, there was osprey, he didn't hold much respect for the man, but joined them to remember him anyway. As the service went on, people began to pay their respects to him before being interrupted. They heard a beeping noise, which came from Osprey. As rude as it looked for him to have such a distraction, it wasn't his fault. A separate person caused it, someone only Osprey knew. He looked up to the skies and saw it, a small glimmer of light falling into the atmosphere. While most people were still grieving, this brought joy to Osprey. The glimmer got closer and began to rumble, it was the sound of an engine. The small glimmer turned out to be a ship and it flew towards the dojo woods while trying to slow down, but not fast enough. The ship crashed into the trees, creating a clearing. Osprey and a few others immediately went to go see what it was.[/i] [spoiler]Open! Character intro (interact, fight, whatever)[/spoiler] [spoiler]Your character could either be at the funeral or somewhere else nearby.[/spoiler]
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23 Replies"What, is this place?" [i]A strange robotic figure approached the gates of the dojo. He held his shotgun in hand as he walked up. He then turned on a hologram on his wrist, it seemed to be a map.[/i] "Someplace new, seems ok. Wonder if anyone is here. Hello?" [i]The robot shouts, awaiting a response. After a few seconds he knocks on the gates. He takes a few steps back, looking behind him, he seemed nervous. He puts away the map and takes out his shotgun again, he keeps it lowered, but continues to check his surroundings. The robot continues to wait for someone to respond.[/i] [spoiler]Open, new character.[/spoiler]
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6 Replies[url=http://www.bungie.net]Just outside the Dojo[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net]17:00[/url] Traci, a young still rather innocent girl, sat in the middle of an open field. It was a hot summer day so she wore a white tank top and small jean shorts to combat the warmth of the bright sun. What was really getting to her was the boredom. She only had a small rubber ball to entertain herself, which she threw up into the air and caught repeatedly to attempt some fun. Traci ended up just going into deep thought about recent events such as her parents separating and some of the lessons WM rebels had been giving her. The girl’s lips pursed as she thought of how her life wasn’t really leading anywhere. She was just stuck in a constant rut, she thought. Traci wasn’t wrong, she had no current goals and most of her time is simply spent messing around. The only productive thing she ever does is get help from the WM rebels, but that rarely happens. She really enjoyed her encounters with the rebels recently. She had gotten rather close to a few of the teachers she had been given despite never seeing their faces. [i]“Don and Ralph…”[/i] Traci simply smiled upon saying their names, happy memories racing through her mind. That smile vanished when she heard a twig crack from the treeline surrounding her small open area. She sat up and looked around quickly, now aware of her surroundings. After a few seconds of seeing nothing she slowly began to stand up only to hear a “THWAK” and suddenly feel immense pain from her knee. She collapsed to the ground, clutching her almost completely shredded knee. Blood covered the wound so she couldn’t get a good look at it, but fear overtook her as the worst case scenarios ran through her head like a wildfire. [b]“That was too easy.”[/b] Out of the trees Archangel Gabriel walked into the open, the sun shimmering on his new armor. He carried a giant, futuristic rifle of some sort which he slung behind his back while pulling out a machete with a glowing blade. [b]“Come on, lil girl. Let out that inner killing machine and make this at least somewhat exciting.”[/b] Traci grunted and cried in agony as she tried to stand. Gabriel sighed and began to walk towards the child, catching the grass on fire as he dragged the machete across the ground. The wounded Traci eventually got on her good leg and started to try and hop away. [i]“L-Leave me alone! Please!”[/i] [b]“Oh, crying for mercy won’t work, lil one. Come on, hit me!”[/b] [i]“Help! Help! Anyone!”[/i] [b]“I’m already tired of your screaming…”[/b] The large man faded away and reappeared in front of Traci. His hand grasped Traci’s neck and pulled her up into the air. He simply smirked under his mask as he saw the life start to drain from her eyes. [b]“Too easy…”[/b] Suddenly Gabriel saw a small red light flicker in Traci’s eyes and he smiled even wider, laughing at the fact he pushed her to fight back to her fullest. [b]“There ya go, b*tch! Bring i-”[/b] Gabriel was stopped when he felt Traci stab a large dagger into his armpit, causing him to let out a screech that would cause most people’s ears to bleed. He let go of Traci and she didn’t waste anytime. Her face now showed pure rage as she formed a giant longsword in her hands and swung at Gabriel’s neck. In the blink of an eye Gabriel barely deflects the attack to the side with a weak swing from his machete. [b] “Come on! Hit me!”[/b] The armored man yelled at the angry girl half his size. Traci happily obliged as she swung and thrusted her blade at incredible speeds that most people couldn’t hope to react to. Gabriel was clearly not as fast as her, but he predicted her movements well enough that she didn’t land a single blow. He chuckled before slicing her across her right arm, burning the flesh and leaving a horrible looking burn. [i]“F*ck!”[/i] Traci fell to her knees, clutching the arm with tears running down her face again. Her eyes clenched shut from the pain coursing through her body as Gabriel sighed. [b]“You’re such a disappointment. I thought you were supposed to be stronger than your mother...I guess they made a mistake.”[/b] Gabriel kicked her onto her back and shoved the machete through her already injured arm, pinning it to the ground painfully. Traci squirmed and wept as her arm went limp. [b]“No worries, lil one. You’ll be back in WM’s hands soon enough. We’ll fix you right up and make you even stronger. Won’t that be fu-”[/b] He coughed up black blood as a spear punctured him from the lower back and up through the chest. His hands grasped onto the spear while he fell over onto the ground. Traci grabbed the handle of Gabriel’s machete and pulled it out of her arm with a scream before chucking it at its original owner. The machete cut through Gabriel’s armor and punctured his chest right beside the spear. The man coughed up more blood as Traci stood back up, clutching her arm again. [i] “M-My parents wouldn’t l-let that happen even i-if I lost to you…”[/i] [b] “You…*coughing fit*...think you won?”[/b] Gabriel quickly stood back up and ripped both weapons out of his chest. Both wounds healed in a matter of seconds and he laughed. Traci stared with wide eyes, scared and trembling. [b]“Stupid girl….”[/b] An eerie black mist emitted from his hands before he suddenly lunged at Traci faster than she could react. He grabbed her by the shoulders and headbutted her, knocking he unconscious instantly. He laughed again while he started to drag her into the forest. [b]“Good thing you have no memory or else you might’ve killed me there.”[/b] (To Be Continued….)
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6 RepliesAs I return to the dojo, I warn the others that a cataclysmic event is heading our way. I ask for permission to unleash my full power in all its godmodded glory.
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107 Replies[b][i][u]Brain Games[/u][/i][/b] Poison's communicator beeped with a new message from Marker "Poison? Lucas? You there, we got to get everything done for you." Marker's voice said over the communication device [spoiler]Open for PC![/spoiler]
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4 RepliesA massive orb of Red energy is descending upon our entire universe. It will destroy everything if it detonates.
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145 RepliesEdited by Stitch: 6/19/2017 5:43:47 AM[url=http://www.bungie.net]Dojoville Streets Midday[/url] In the usually bleak streets of Dojoville, everyone for some reason seemed far more cheerful and friendly than usually. They were all crowded around a fountain where a beautiful voice could be heard singing along to an acoustic guitar. The voice was like that of an angel and made anyone that heard it smile as if they were under a spell, but there was no witchcraft at play. For it was simply Iso strumming away while singing a simple tune she just randomly came up with on the spot. The girl...err woman was almost unrecognizable to those who knew her. She seemed to have grown a few inches and a lot of her features seemed more mature with the rather revealing clothing she wore, giving off a more sexy look than her old cute and innocent one. Her attitude appeared to have also changed as she shot many interested glances at the handsome men in the audience and even gave a wink or two. Those who were really close to her probably knew this behavior started when she had gotten divorced, she just changed so much since then. It was like she was a whole new person. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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35 Replies[b][i]From the Sea[/i][/b] [i]its a calm cloudless night near the shoreline of the sea. The sea is calm as can be as the surf hit the rocks on the shoreline. But all is not what it seems however. As farther down the beach two girls are seen walking literally out of the water. They are fully clothed as a well [/i] "Where are we?"says a girl with blonde hair "Not a clue" says a girl with long wavy brown hair [i]the two girls seemed very wary as they looked around as they stood on shore talking to one another in different language for a bit. They clearly aren't from here as they pulled the hoods up over there faces. The one girl had a faint blue color all of her skin and long blonde hair with silver eyes. She had a thin short build only standing at 5'6" in height. The other girl had long wavy brown hair. She had bright green eyes. She had pointy ears. Her skin was slightly more blue than her companion's and she was taller standing at 5'8". The two are seen walking away from the shoreline their feet making footprints in the wet sand as they traveled away from it heading towards the woods clearly avoiding being seen.[/i] [spoiler]new characters[/spoiler] [spoiler]open for interaction ,chat or fight[/spoiler]
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180 RepliesEdited by Royal Blade: 6/26/2017 10:50:55 PM[b][i][u]Friend or Foe[/u][/i][/b] [i]Five Days After The Induction of Recruit Pilot Cylus to Pilot Cylus[/i] https://youtu.be/nkr77jE5GFY [b]16:00 PM[/b] A song started blasting over Cylus' comms as knocking was heard at the armoury door "Let's move it, Cylus. Got a mission for you!" Marker's voice yelled as he entered the armoury, looking around [spoiler]Open for Cylus! [/spoiler]
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99 RepliesEdited by Hal0T1nman: 6/24/2017 6:05:43 PM[i]Return, Part Two[/i] [i]Quiet footsteps could be heard as dark clouds swirled over the Dojo. A figure cloaked in shadow approached the gates, and as he did, the grass and trees around him withered and browned. The figure reached up to remove his hood, revealing his face - it was Korsis, Dark Lord of the Sith. He reached into his cloak and pulled out two lightsabers, one for each hand. He tossed them back and forth with the Force before placing one in each hand and slipping them into his sleeves. He was ready. [/i] [spoiler]Open. Fight, talk, interact.[/spoiler]
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59 RepliesEdited by BrandRobKus: 6/24/2017 5:15:08 PM[u][i][b]A Normal Day... Until it Wasn't[/b][/i][/u] [u][i]Dojo Courtyard, 0700 Hours[/i][/u] [i]The soft breeze and fresh air of summer blew through Cyan's chestnut-oak brown hair as she rested on a park bench, watching Dojo members and others pass by. A lot of thoughts were passing through her head, Thoughts about the Exiled, the clan she led, about her past, and about her brother, who hadn't been seen for almost three months. Yes, he did leave a note every now and then somehow, but sometimes the notes were charred and blackened, making it damn near impossible to read them. She sighed, taking out the first note and read it again, for somehow it seemed to ease her mind whenever she did. "To whoever reads this, "First off, I want you to know that I am fine, or as fine as one can be in hell. I have captured an old tower on one of the Sulfur lakes, and despite it smelling worse than Mion after not taking a bath after a week, I've grown to feel safe in it. "Of course I don't know how safe I'll feel as time progresses, since I must do my jobs that I have promised both myself for years and Serenity just recently. What I am doing is dangerous, I've never brought someone back like this because He blocked everything off. It's becoming hard to move around in my old home. If it wasn't for the lack of security around this place, I would probably be almost dead right now, and the note would be much different. But, I persevere. "I hope everything back there is fine, since I cannot enjoy it with you. I really miss everyone there, and I am sad I will not be able to come back for a while. But the deeds must be done, and I have sworn that I would do this, and my word, to me, is a thousand times more solid than the Iron Orbs I form. Trust me, when I get back, you may not recognize me at first, because I've lost a little weight, and my razor isn't of the best quality, but then be so glad I'm here and never want me to leave again. "Your's truly, "Mortar" She read through it, over and over again, a single tear down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it off, since she didn't cry often. This note came a week after he left and seemed the most optimistic of them all. She sighed, sitting herself up. Deciding she was going to train instead of mope, she started walking to the training room.[/i] [u][i]Dojo Training Center, 0715 Hours[/i][/u] [i]Cyan walked through the door of the Training room, and, getting a staff from the range of weapons that they had available, she slowly entered the room, only to be met with white walls, dim from very little light. In fact, the light only came from the doorway and something strange on the wall. Seeing this rather odd, she slowly approached it, staff at the ready. It was an orange ring of light with a strange mist floating inside of it. When she got close enough, she could hear things inside of it. Things like moaning souls, wild creatures, and the sound of fire burning. Then she realized... This wasn't just a strange thing, she's seen this before, she's done this before... ... This was a portal.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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85 RepliesEdited by NOTAPUBLICALT: 6/25/2017 1:35:17 AM[b][i]A deadly game of tag.[/i][/b] [i]a small blonde haired girl wearing a solid black dress is seen running through the dojo as if someone is chasing her. But they were and she was now running for her life. She could be seen squeezing through a small gap in a fence trying to evade her would be pursuers. She eventually made a wrong turn ending up in alleyway with a dead end halting her escape. She turned around waiting for them having no where esle to go as she heard the sound of footsteps could be heard coming closer and closer. This would be a fight for her life as she drew her scissors detaching them turning in them into dual blades. She awaits the inevitable as this not first or last time someone would attack her for what she is. [/i] [spoiler]open fight[/spoiler]
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3 RepliesEdited by Jäger: 6/26/2017 5:16:06 PM[b] [/b]
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4 RepliesEdited by Crrowly: 6/25/2017 4:01:54 AM[b][u]Bleh.[/u][/b] [i]Within some random lounge in the dojo were four people. First was a man, in his early twenties. He had shaggy, jet black hair, along with green eyes. His skin complexion was fair. He wore his usual kevlar trench coat, cloth trousers, and military green t-shirt. The sleeves of his trench coat were completely burnt off. Second was a boy, in his early teens–maybe even merely 13 years of age. He had short, pale blond hair, pale skin, and icy blue eyes. He wore a simple, white t-shirt, along with blue jeans. Thirdly was a woman, appearing to be in her mid twenties. She had black, shoulder length hair, as well as dark brown eyes along with a fair skin complexion. She wore a white tank top and black sweatpants, while her right arm was completely cybernetic. There were probably more cybernetic parts to her. Finally was another woman, in her early twenties. She had short, boyish blond hair and green eyes, with a pale skin complexion. She wore a green hoodie along with light blue skinny jeans. These four individuals sat within the lounge, each doing their own thing. They were all equally bored, and seemed to have spent most of the day with each other like this.[/i][spoiler]Open. Shitty post, super bored. Character interaction, primarily. If you wanna take it somewhere else, by all means go ahead. First is Vance. Melee mage. Second is Ike. No specialty yet, really. Third is Cyra. Human with a computer for a brain. Fourth is Revelation. Agile sniper chick.[/spoiler]
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19 RepliesEdited by ALIAS-F4LS: 6/24/2017 6:10:06 PM[u]Stoke Of Luck[/u] As far as Niles was aware a day ago, he was a dead man fated to fry in the sun with nothing more than a few cans of food and a little water to get him through the sand covered wasteland with a truck running on empty and a single Jerry can that would only get him a few more miles out. He didn't realize how close he was to making his way out of the desert hell he was in. Before his old rig ultimately ran dry, he started to see traces of green far out into the horizon. There were hints of vegetation at his feet when he opened the door to start pushing the armor rigged pickup sticking a pair of locking pliers on the steering wheel to keep it straight and putting it in neutral. When he finally took a breather the atmosphere was much different. He sat down under a tree cutting open a can of beans with one of his knives and ate as he figured out his next move. No more water meant he would have to find some before he started hauling his pickup again. Dehydration would only lead to more problems compared to taking a few hours to track down a water source. He saw a mountain not too far out with what looked to be a town in the distance. He picked up his duffle bag of ammo, sorted out the bullets his revolver took and put them in a different compartment from the rest and slung his grenade launcher on a back holster. Making sure he didn't leave anything too valuable in the truck as he walked out to see what he could get his hands on. [spoiler]Open. The town he stumbled across is the dojo[/spoiler]
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55 Replies[b][i][U]Life on the Frontier[/u][/i][/b] https://youtu.be/F9kXstb9FF4 The Militia and Alliance... Alliance had flourished over the past weeks, with Militia troops having a presence in the Alliance Base, and technology between the two powers being integrated. As a result of this, two engineers within the Militia ranks were sent to the dual base at the Ko Rudo mountains Staff Seargents Vaughn and Carly, both adept at mixing technology. A Militia dropship landed at the pads of the base, the two Staff Seargents stepping out and looking for the contact they were supposed to meet. [spoiler]Open for Dio! [/spoiler]
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69 Replies[u]Training Exercises[/u] [u]Dojo Courtyard B2, outside of the Lounge of Blades[/u] [u]5:43 PM[/u] [u]Palatine Victoria, Sole Survivor of the attack upon The Aeternus[/u] --------------------------------------------- [i]Aim. Shoot. Fire.[/i] [i]Approximately six .50 caliber rounds were fired from a Godwyn-De'az Pattern Bolter towards three straw dummies, each inanimate figurine held up by a wooden post planted firmly into the ground by someone some time ago. With the first round fired at each separate dummy, the round collided with their heads, blowing straw and wood to threads and splinters, flying through the air and falling upon the ground like ashes from a flame. The second bullet that planted itself into each separate doll found itself imbedded into the bosom of the straw beings, blasting their bodies apart and shattering the wooden poles that held them up. Merely six shots rang out, shattering the silence and yet, ending quite quickly.[/i] [i]The Adepta Sororitas - or rather, previous Adepta Sororitas - breathed in and out as she lowered her weapon, continuing to clench the weapon tightly as she silently observed the chaos that she had caused: three dolls, their remains scattered across the plain concrete and light green grass. Victoria smiled to herself in an odd sense of enjoyment, shrugging off the brief shock that she had felt from the Bolter's pure force: she knew that the Astartes fired much more intimidating weaponry, but not many soldiers that she had met in these parts could frequently fire a Bolter modified for usage of non-augmented beings.[/i] [i]Victoria was, underneath the charcoal black Power Armor that she had taken to wearing, an entirely normal woman: the armor that the Palatine wore into combative experiences and in her daily patrols and protective watch over Dojoville consisted of primarily ceramite plating for the outer layer, enough to endure regular rounds, and yet would be shattered and ripped to pieces by the forms of weaponry that Victoria was used to. Holy symbols and deep red cloth hung from her armor, decorated with fleur de lis and golden lining. She had taken to wearing her dark grey helmet alongside her armor, which concealed her head entirely: the visor consisted of two slit-like eyes, the glass a gleaming red color while a golden fleur de lis decorated the centerpiece of the smooth helmet. She was above the average female height, although she wasn't abnormally tall, like most of the Dojo's residents and everywhere that she visited - in fact, Victoria was five feet and nine inches tall, with a considerably athletic yet femininely built body, which was partially ideal for her line of work (perfectly ideal would be pure muscle and athleticism, really. Staring upon feminine parts is basically a death wish, at least for Adepta Sororitas and Astartes).[/i] [i]Obviously, the Sororitas Bolter had been described enough, although Victoria still had three more weapons upon her being: two Godwyn-De'az Pattern Bolt Pistols, dedicated to the usage of sidearms if anything, while capable of firing .50 caliber rounds as well, Incredibly impressive (and odd) for a pair of pistols. Yet the weapon upon her back was easily impressive, as it was a mere prodigy of it's own: a sword, strapped and held to the Palatine's back by a dark leather bond. The sword itself was twenty-nine inches long, reasonable for both one-handing and two-handing the weapon, while the golden grip was wrapped with dark leather and finished with a teardrop-shaped pommel. The center of the hilt was shaped into a clear skull, obviously relating to the Imperium, while the twenty-five inch long blade protruded outwards from the hilt, crafted from masterfully sharpened adamantium. The sword was double-bladed and slanted, allowing for capable hacks and slashes, while ending with a slanted point to allow for the piercing and tearing of flesh. There was a unique technology surrounding the weapon, as if it so much more capable than it originally seems.[/i] [i]But, back onto Victoria.. The Palatine sighed, her voice muffled by her helmet as she allowed her Bolter to hang from her hand, sitting down upon a strong, wooden bench next to the Lounge of Blades. She pressed the back of her head against the wooden structure - she needed some form of interaction, some sort of combat, or anything that didn't threat her life. Because then, she'd have to shoot someone. Several, several times.[/i] ((Open post, for interaction, chat, fight.. the usual. A1 has still yet to be fixed, so.. yeah. Hue.))
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38 Replies[i]Return[/i] "I told you we'd be back, Ian." "Shut up." "What?" Garin and Ian stepped up to the gates of the Dojo. "Why the hell are we here, Garin?" "Because when you were drunk off your ass last night, you said you missed this place." Garin made an open gesture with his hands. "Here we are, you drunk f-ck." "Piss off." Garin chuckled and knocked on the gates. The not-so-dynamic duo was back. [spoiler]Yeah. I'm back.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Deal with it.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Also, everything that happened with Garin and Ian has been retconned. Thank god.[/spoiler]
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35 RepliesEdited by Wheatley: 6/25/2017 5:46:03 PMDisclaimer: Due to recent lack of Dojo activity, this post shall soon be deleted and reposted elsewhere after the most recent quest line concludes. Thank you for your understanding. Original Post Below: [quote][spoiler]Is this type of thing allowed? Is it frowned upon to go to any preexisting locations from, well, anything?[/spoiler] [b][i][u]The City of Ruin[/u][/i][/b] Dojo Outskirts, Midnight [i]It was a relatively peaceful night for most of the Dojo's members, only disturbed by the slight blow of wind across the landscape. The sky was clear and the air was warm to anyone who stepped outside. It almost seemed like the night could at least provide a break from the place's utter sense of nonsense...[/i] [i]But, as with the Dojo's usual luck, it seemed it wouldn't last that long at all...[/i] [i]The air began to tear apart in the empty space that lied in front of the gates. It appeared to be a strange dimensional-rift no more in size than two people standing next to each other. The tear created a ghostly grey color where it touched the air, changing the night from calm and peaceful to quite horrific. With it fully opened, it allowed for someone to step through...[/i] [i]A man dressed in a finely tailored suit stepped through the rift, looking around and at the gates as he did so. The tear simply closed behind him as he moved closer to the Dojo. Once he was near the entrance, he knocked on its gates and waited for an answer.[/i] [spoiler]Open to everyone. Take a trip to everyone's favorite underwater city in this new, overly psychotic adventure! For a limited time only! No refunds! [/spoiler] [spoiler]That is, for wasted time...[/spoiler][/quote]
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22 Replies[b][i][u]Moonlight Made[/u][/i][/b] https://youtu.be/aAMwOHulw5g [i]Evening of "The Outpost Incident" [/i] "Recruit Pilot Cylus has come along way since the beginning of his training. He provided us with a new technological energy that will last for generations! His training and past has prepped him to be one of our most experienced pilots, and so, I wish to grant him the name of Pilot." Marker's voice said around a table of high ranking Militia operatives. This included Colonel Jack Cooper and General Ryan Summers, both of the ninth fleet. The two looked at Marker, along with various other heads of the ninth fleet and nodded. "Alright. It'll happen." Their holograms disappeared and Marker took a sigh of relief, gathering up the 6-4, the squadron of Sargeant Aidan and survivors of Outpost 099 Overall, around 20 troops were gathered in the center of the cold northern bases of the Militia and Alliance, with Marker awaiting Cylus. [spoiler]Open for Cylus! [/spoiler]
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"Y'know what, I'm actually starting to miss you berating me face to weird mist-face" Cravis, as always, was having a bad day, Touching the device on his head one couldn't quite look at, making a report to his employer, confident no one would be able to make any sense of his conversation, even if they passed the mighty threshold of caring. "Yup, Aaron the rebellious [i]twilight[/i] extra has returned, along with garin and bearing it. One skeleton person is defending himself with a highly ineffective bow and arrow, that's pretty much it. Yes, I know it isn't helpful. No, it wouldn't go down well, we literally half-forced him to leave! (Good work on that, by the way.)" And thus Cravis made his way onwards, possibly even more frustrated as usual, an achievement about as rare as being hit by lightning and just as satisfying. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
