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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]
English
#Offtopic
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4 RepliesAnd when I thought I knew b.net...
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105 Replies[b][u]A Series of Escalating Events.[/u][/b] The plane turned right into the long and empty airstrip. The winter sky of the gellidius was clear and blue. The plane picked up speed, and sped down the runway until its wheels left the ground and its wings entered the air into an upwards acceleration. The plane rose higher and higher until it was nearing the dojo mountains, which it then turned around at and head the opposite way, towards the Dekeshi Ocean. The red Samurai sat down in the small plane, gripping his seat as his seat belt was extra tight. Around him sat Quincy, and Ember. [spoiler]For That furry shite![/spoiler]
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248 RepliesEdited by Royal Blade: 1/22/2017 7:01:44 PM[b][i][u]Hold Your Breath[/u][/i][/b] [b]A singular ship blasted into th system, and ignored any hailing attempts from the dojo. [/b] [b]As it approached the planet steadily, a dojo cruiser got in its way, only for it to be shot down. Thousands more ships blasted into the system, crashing into Dojo ships and engaging in aerial space fights. On the ground, inside the dojo. The mechs of the dojo Guard turned their weapons onto the humans, and civilians of Dojoville, opening fire and killing hundreds in the first few minutes. [/b] [i]Command Center[/i] "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT THERE?" [b]Omega, Lieutenant of the Dojo Guard was ducked down behind a monitor as mechs shot at him and, he tried firing back. The Mac Cannons had been shut down, and drops ships were approaching the dojo, quickly. [/b] [i]"I DON'T KNOW SIR!" [/i] [b]Marker, Sargeant of the dojo yelled back as he peaked from cover and blew the head off one of the mechs. [/b] [i]Planetwide[/i] [b]Kross, Lord of Cinder led the ground forces within the village, embers over his body as he literally melted down mechs. But his troops were gradually dropping in numbers... He'd need help Nathaniel, led a much smaller platoon of men at the gates, protecting them with everything the guard and Nathaniel had, while also destroying ones inside the dojo. They'd be outnumber soon... Captain Allister, and Eidos were inside the dojo, leading a small squadron of troops through the dojo to get reinforcements. As for Royal, he was in between the battlefields, doing what he could Finally, Watcher and a number of snipers lined the walls of the dojo, eliminating mechs and ground troops that arrived.[/b] [spoiler]Open! Lots of things to choose from! >Option One (Complete!) Help Marker re-engage the dojo defenses >Option Two (TAKEN) Help Kross regain control of the village, and anything outside the dojo >Option Three (Complete!) Assist Nathaniel in protecting the gates of the dojo, the doorway for the main assault >Option Four Assist Allister and Eidos in reclaiming the inner dojo >Option Five (Complete!) Provide Watcher with the cover he needs to be able to adequately snipe. >Option Six (Complete!) Assist the dojo fleet in the aerial battle that is going on Here's what some of the enemies look like. https://imgur.com/a/DGUpx Non cannon? Probably [/spoiler]
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3 RepliesThis be lit 👌👌👌
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74 Replies[b][u] Echoes of the past[/u][/b] A woman slowly walks up to the doors of the dojo. Her slow pace and shallow breathing made her injuries obvious to any on lookers. She managed to make it to the gates before collapsing. At this time Vince happened to be walking out of the building. He reacted quickly when he saw the collapsed woman and ran to check on her. "Ma'am, are you...," he trailed off as he realized who she was. He checked for a pulse and found she was still alive, but fading. "What are you doing here Altar. Why now?" He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. "Let's get you patched up." Suddenly a massive form emerged from the shadows. "My master will not allow it. He requires her magic." It was what appeared to be a massive suit of black armor. The only hint as to the being inside were two orange points.of light in the helmet. Vince gently put Altar down and turned around, gripping his cane. "Tell your master that her magic doesn't belong to him." [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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36 Replies[i][u][b]D E U S V U L T[/b][/u][/i] [b]The pope was walking through the streets and casually killing heretics, followed by his army of Knights.[/b] [spoiler]Open, you might not understand what happens is you haven't seen Monty Python and the Holy Grail.[/spoiler]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 1/17/2017 11:51:32 PM[b]the killer within... [/b] [u]"killers aren't born they are made the great ones however never get caught..." -assassin[/u] [i]it was a silent night in the city on the rooftops of the big down below though was alive as ever as people scurried around to and fro going on about their business now wiser about what was going on lurking in the shadows. Many of them didn't care either as long as it didn't effect them. Up above though someone is watching the street watching and waiting. But there was many whispers though that a killer was hunting down some of the bigger criminals and killing them but no ones ever seen it. All that was ever found was the body and the small bloody footprints of a small child. Which made the rumor spread even faster. some where in a dark back alley is a couple criminals loading a bunch of stolen goods in a back in a van the three seemed very nervous cause they have heard the rumor but they didn't believe until a small little girl suddenly appears sitting on the top the truck sitting cross legged on top of it.[/i] "What you guys doing?..."she says "How did you get up there little girl?"he says "That a secret and you didn't answer my question"she says "I don't have time to talk to a kid go home to your mommy"he says "My mommy is dead and looks like you guys doing something very naughty. Looks like they need to be punished..."she says "What are you...." [i]before the man could even finish his sentence the girl stand up and draws a huge pair of very sharp scissors. She then pounces landing on top of him as she drives the pair into his chest killing him quickly. His two companions bolt and run in separate direction. She managed to catch one the other just so happened to elude her and hide in a dumpster but she is looking for him.[/i] "You better come out...hiding is only going to make things that much worse for you..."she says [spoiler]open [/spoiler]
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5 RepliesEdited by icothiba: 1/17/2017 4:33:45 AMWhy do you not understand the things I do? I do them [i]for you![/i] Why can't you realize that? I...I love you! I love you, dammit! Please just understand that! I don't care if you don't care. I [i]want[/i] you! Why can't you see through my bloody mask? Why can't you see through my knife? It's me, darling. You know me. Answer me! This knife is for you from me, pierced through the flesh of your enemies. Dipped in the blood of your foes! The blood drips on you, sweetheart! I can smell your frustration, baby. Trust me...I can make it all...go away.
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52 RepliesEdited by Royal Blade: 1/16/2017 3:41:30 PM[b][i][u]Mondays...[/u][/i][/b] [b]Royal walked through the dojo. His hair was on the fritz, going every which way and he was severely under Armoured. A simple black short sleeve shirt and long black skinny jeans with black Allstars. He entered the bar of Blades and took a seat, ordering a black coffee [/b] [spoiler]Open! [/spoiler]
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323 Replies[b]The metropolis[/b] http://jayaxer.deviantart.com/art/Tech-City-Market-174570769 [b]Fortis's operation had been met with relative success thus far. They had reached the city with minimal casualties, and quickly. But, everyone was doing their own thing. Tubbs was plotting some rebellion against Fortis. Q was no where to be seen. False was in the bazaar buying fancy electronics. The only one who was on task was Royal, who was off trying to find this mysterious hero who would forge the sacred sword.[/b] [spoiler]Open, last chance if you want to join my plot.[/spoiler]
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20 RepliesIt was almost midnight as a large figure strolled through Dojoville, turning quite a few heads. His face wasn't visible, nor were any parts of his body. Eventually, he came to the gates of the Dojo. As he reached to remove his hood, fire started to encircle him, and his face was revealed, time seemed to stop as Asriel Dreemur stepped forward. "Alex.... It's time." [spoiler]mainly for Goat[/spoiler] [spoiler]but open for others as well[/spoiler]
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41 Replies[b][i]This Boy is Lost [/i][/b] [i]"Like a rebel with out cause But he's the boss That boy he don't know how to lose He's gonna win He got the lot to top the last shot Shaker he's a breaker he's a maker he's a landslide" -AC/DC[/i] [b]Dojoville, Tatakai[/b] "Someone stop him!" [i]A voice cried out at the marketplace, as a figure could be seen sprinting away from a shop, a duffle bag on his back, loaded full of all sorts of goodies. Ducking and weaving through the crowds of people, he was fast, his form small and lithe, allowing him to be swift. Clad in a sleek exosuit, the figure continued to duck, bob, and weave through people to escape anyone that perhaps had been pursuing him. Years of practice had honed his ability, he simply couldn't afford to be caught. Imprisonment, torture, and death were not exactly high on his list of things to do, but selling stolen goods was. Turning from the main avenue, the figure quickly ducked into an alleyway, using it to cross over to another street, where he slunk into the general populace. Calming himself, he slowed down to blend in with the crowds, making sure that he didn't look suspicious. What was nice about the Dojo was that everyone wore armor and carried plenty of weaponry, so being in his suit with a duffel bag wasn't necessarily something that looked out of the ordinary. So long as nobody stopped him, he'd be golden.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]This is a prequel to the post I made previously with Kent's daughter.[/spoiler] [b]It Is Time | Old Earth | Part II[/b] “Hey, wake up.” A soft voice says next to Kent. “C'mon, you're going to be late.” Kent opens his eyes, Sylvia is laying right beside him, her bright green eyes staring into his. Her dark brown hair falls evenly down her shoulder, covering the face of her neck. She smiles at him, her dimples resting prominently on her cheeks. “You're so cute when you're sleeping.” She says with a smile. “But it's time to get up…” “Get up.” Kent wakes up, somehow still driving in a straight line. He grips the steering wheel, letting out a deep sigh. He puts his head back on his seat, sweat trickling down his forehead. The hospital is just up the road, now in his view. He pulls into the parking lot, unbuckling his seatbelt he rushes towards the door. The bright lights of the hospital lobby seem to blind him. He shields his eyes, holding his wrist up to his forehead. “Psst, hey. You're awake. Good.” His wife begins speaking to him again, this time, in front of the bedroom mirror. “You look great. That tie really compliments your eyes.” She grins, adjusting his suit coat. “Thanks, I appreciate it.” He puts his hand on her cheek, kissing her forehead. He slowly strokes her cheek with his thumb, gazing into her eyes. “Have I ever told you how beautiful [i]you[/i] are?” “I don't think you have.” She replies with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You think I would have by now… because goddamn I'm a lucky man.” He kisses her. They stand for a few minutes, staring into each other's eyes, exchanging a few kind words until finally Kent was reminded of the time. “Looks like it's time to go.” She says with a soft grin. “I don't want to go.” He says, holding onto her hands. “You have to… it's time.” She lets go of his hands, walking backwards. Kent walks towards her, only for the room to elongate, Sylvia now seeming to be getting further and further away with each step taken. Kent begins to yell her name as she turns away, the room now long enough to be a hallway, and at the end of it -- a bright light. Sylvia walks toward it, not seeming to hear Kent screaming her name, wanting her to come back. Soon, her body fades into the light, leaving nothing but an empty corridor. Kent runs down it, nurses and doctors now filling up the empty spaces. Rooms begin to form around him, patients lying inside, visitors moving in and out. Some crying, some not. He quickens his pace, trying to find the right room. Though, when he arrives, doctors and nurses are standing outside, talking to one another. Kent tries to walk past, only to be stopped by a doctor. “I'm sorry… but you can't go in.” He says, his voice calm yet solemn. “I need to see her…” He tries to push past him, but can't. He got a glimpse of her, he knew. “Mr. Logan, I'm very sorry, but she passed away just a few minutes ago.” He places a hand on Kent's shoulder. “The cancer spread to her-” “I know where it spread to. I got the call… I just thought there would be enough time…” Tears begin to fill his eyes as the realization hits him -- his wife is gone. The woman he thought to be perfect is now dead. Kent breaks down, falling to the floor, crying out his wife's name. The subtle tears becoming heavy sobs. The doctors and nurses help him up, but he pushes them away, rushing into the room. He runs to her bed, her skin pale and her eyes closed. Her long brown hair is gone, all that remains is a bald head. The chemotherapy did not work, the surgeries did not work -- nothing worked. They tried so hard, but nothing worked. Kent kneels down next to her, holding her lifeless hand with both of his. He rests his forehead on the edge of the bed, crying. “Please Sylvia, please don't go… Not now. I need you. I need you here with me. Without you I am no one… I am without a cause… Please…” He leans toward her, kissing her forehead. Nurses walk in and grab Kent by the shoulders, gently pulling him away. “Sir, we have to ask you to leave.” One of the women say to him, trying to gain his attention. Kent cannot reply. He just lets them walk him back out of the room, his eyes now a light pink from crying. He still can't comprehend the situation at hand -- she's gone. The nurses sit him down at one of the benches in the hall, a woman stays to keep him company, asking him questions. He answers none, but begins to speak. “I didn't get to see her.” His lip quivers as he tries to hold back his years. “She needed me here, and I let her down…” He rests his chin on his folded hands, now sitting in his lap. “It was going to be a eight year anniversary next month…” He continues. “We would have went out for dinner, and I would have taken her to the park to dance under the gazebo. That's when she'd call me cheesy…” He chuckles at the thought, though soon realizing the situation. “Though that will never happen.” He finishes. Nurses bring Sylvia out on her bed, rolling her down the hall towards an elevator, there she will be taken to the morgue. Kent watches as his wife goes past, he waves to her, blowing her a kiss as he whispers goodbye. He closes his eyes as he leans back on the bench, a tear rolling down his cheek. All of the memories rush into his head, like times where they would have snowball fights before they'd go to work, or when Sylvia would write sweet notes on his pancakes in the morning for breakfast. He’ll miss her sweet lips that would always greet him with a goodmorning or goodnight kiss. He'll miss her goofy attitude when they'd cook dinner together. He will miss everything about her. He will miss [i]her[/i]. [spoiler]Closed. Open to comments.[/spoiler]
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138 Replies[b][i]Glimpse of the past, taste of the future[/i][/b] [spoiler]Yes, I am Rping as Alpha in first person. deal with it[/spoiler] I enter the dojo, and walk towards the simulation room. To anyone watching me at this point I am clad in only jeans and a black tank top......and wearing a silver chain. On the chain was a gold ring inlaid with a sapphire. I kneel down next to the console, and set it to something that spectators couldn't see, then walk towards the middle of the room. The scenery changed, instead of cold and bare metal walls it had dissolved into a bright and shining day in a small, quaint village. I was standing in a bed of flowers, their golden-yellow petals face up towards me as if accusing me. As the rays of sunlight play across my battered, furred, and beaten body, I see a form approach. It was a boy, about 13 years of age. He was clad in silvery-gray steel armor, and in his hands.....were a saber and a dagger. The kid had my blue eyes, and had blonde hair, his gaze full of unbalanced rage, malice, and a perverse joy. I raise my fists as he slowly draws near, and ready myself. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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Edited by Quietly Quincy: 1/14/2017 8:09:11 AM[b]Winter[/b] "The sneeze and cough Of the winter trough May lead many to dismay But I don't fear The wind so dear To blow my troubles away The bitter fright Of the cold of night Only draw me out to stay So as I spend my time Making halfhearted rhymes As I so longingly miss the day." -An excerpt from Quincy's poetry book
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9 RepliesEdited by Quietly Quincy: 1/14/2017 7:04:01 AM[b]Return of the Cuddle Stand[/b] Quite literally the same place from before. Quincy is out in the cold at his booth in the main courtyard, sitting in a spinny office chair, awaiting customers. There is also coffee, tea, lemonade, ice cream, and greenbean casserole available. (open)
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56 RepliesEdited by NightBloomsFell: 1/13/2017 6:29:28 PM[b]Dresaga...a old foe..[/b] [u]time:midday.[/u] [u]location: outside of the dojo[/u] [i]a silent hush is cast over the dojo but it is short lived cause off in the distance is a flapping of huge wings is heard. The wings belong to extremely large copper color dragon that a lot bigger tan most. It easily dwarfs a lot of stuff. It could be seen heading towards the dojo. Then just like that another dragon is seen coming from the dojo. This one was a dark blue with glowing scale. This one was smaller than the copper one. The copper one roars at the blue one issuing a challenge. The smaller one roars back. In a matter of seconds get extremely heated as the two charge each other and start tearing into one another. The sounds of two dragons tearing each apart carries far. as their fight gets really nasty as they exchanged blows. There's no clear sign of them wanting to stop either as their surroundings get destroyed after a while you think they would get tired but no. The dragons at this point have nasty wounds covering them as they are still fighting each other. [/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler] [spoiler]you can slay the copper dragon if you dare [/spoiler]
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146 Replies[u][b][i](Failing at) Coping with paralysis[/i][/b][/u] [i]A Random Bar in Dojoville[/i] *The door opened and Sapphire carried Sketch into the bar setting him down on a stool.* [u]Are you sure you should be here? You know how easily we get drunk.[/u] "Yes, I'm sure... I just want a drink." [u]Mhmm... And what type of drink would that be, huh?[/u] "A soda. I just want a soda..." [u]Alright... Well, text me when you're ready to go... I have some errands to run.[/u] "Okay..." [i]45 minutes later...[/i] *Sketch was on his third beer and already flat-out drunk.* "Beer man! Bar pursun! Get ovar hear!" *He shouted, attempting to motion the bartender but instead just knocking a nearby napkin dispenser off the bar. Cautiously, the bartender walked over to him.* "I need more!!!" *Bartender "You've had enou-" *Sketch grabs his shirt pulling him close and accidentally hitting their heads together.* "Owww! Why'd ya do that!?" *Bartender "I didn't, you grabbed me." *Says the bartender, rubbing his head.* "First um paralyzed an' now my head hurts!" *Bartender "I'm going to need to ask you to leave..." "I don't wanna leave!" *Says Sketch as he grabs someone else's beer and starts chugging it, falling off the stool and onto the ground. He starts to cry as he lays there, the other people in the bar just staring at him awkwardly.* "I can't walk! Can't do an'thing! I'm useluss!" *He starts speaking in Sphirinian but from the sound of it, even someone who understood Sphirinian would just think it's nonsense.* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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117 Replies[u][i][b]The Werefox[/b][/i][/u] [i]Dojo main courtyard[/i] *Sapphire sat up in Sketch's tree, looking over the main courtyard of the Dojo. The sun had set and the moon was just about to rise. Wrapped around her right hand were some bandages. While trying to teach Mari how to brush her teeth, Mari was startled and bit her. The tip of the full moon slowly rose out from behind the distant mountains. As Sapphire watched it, she felt a chill and then a sort of burn all throughout her body. Her short white fur with black stripes began growing longer as her snout started to elongate. Her ears grew and became more pointed as the the fur on her tail grew as well, becoming thick and fluffy. She screamed, falling out of the tree into the bushes below.* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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1 ReplyEdited by Old Man Kent: 1/15/2017 7:13:50 AM[b]I Need Her Home | Old Memories | Part I[/b] “Hey honey? Can you come here a minute?” A woman yells from the kitchen. “Yeah, what did you need?” Kent says, jogging into the room. “What would you like for breakfast?” She replies with a grin. “Uhm… how about some pancakes?” He says, approaching her. “I can manage that.” She smiles, grabbing Kent's hand, pulling him closer. “Blueberry?” He says, kissing her with a grin. “Sure…” She turns to the counter and opens up a cabinet, pulling out a pan. “Sounds good.” The woman begins to gather ingredients for the pancakes, turning the stove on, then opening up the fridge. She grabs some butter, and places it on the counter, turning then to a drawer, grabbing a butter knife. Kent then goes to the kitchen table, setting up plates and silverware. She begins to whistle as she pours the batter, the melody is sweet and soothing. He closes his eyes, and smiles. When Kent opens his eyes, he's sitting on a couch in a dark room, alcohol bottles littering the floor. The table in front of him has an ash tray with a wide variety of cigarette buds scattered about. Pill bottles knocked over, the plethora of colors filling the table. Kent seems far off, his eyes bloodshot, and his hair a mess. His smile immediately fades to a blank stare, tears filling his eyes. He squeezes the bottle of bourbon that's in his hand, his knuckles turning white. He clenches his jaw, holding back the sudden urge of emotions. With a shout, Kent throws the bottle at the wall to his left, bourbon splashing all over it, dripping to the floor. He sits up, running his fingers through his hair. By now, he can't hold back the tears. He begins sobbing as he covers his face with his hands. He wipes his eyes, clasping his hands in front of his lips. He stares at the TV in front of him, the news channel is on, but the volume is down enough for him to not hear it. He looks at the wall to the right of the TV, a picture frame sits crooked on a nail. In that picture, is Kent with his wife - Sylvia. He stands, walking over to it. He puts two fingers on her face, sliding them down to the edge of the picture. He punches the wall, creating a deep indentation in it. Kent rests his head on the picture frame, slowly turning his back to the wall, sliding down it. He sits on the floor, his knees up to his chest, his forearms wrapped around them tightly. He leans his head back, slowly drifting off until the white ceiling becomes pitch black. He needs her home. [spoiler]Closed. This is the start of a little plot for Kent. Open to critique.[/spoiler]
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18 Replies[i]mia was stretched completely out on her bed. She was reading her book as she heard the distinct scurrying of many legs across her seeing and she chuckles with a grin on her face. She looking up at the ceiling as a very large spider slowly desends climbing down on its silken threads. This was a pleasant time for her right now. She didn't have much going on seeing how it was winter time and she didn't like the cold. So she just stayed inside lounging around. Her mother even more stranger than her was sleeping in a make shift made out of spider silk that hung from the ceiling that she made herself. Her mother was simply hiding in her human form cause her other ones freaked out people a lot seeing how she a spider demon. After while she wakes up with a yawn and looks at her while she stretches. She is still laying though. [/i] [spoiler]open for whatever[/spoiler]
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81 Replies[b]a very strange sickness snd a even stranger cure[/b] [i]reports had been coming in of people all over the place getting sick with some kind of virus its unknown. But appearently it had now spread leaving a couple members in the dojo really sick. Unluckily for kimi and Keira they have seemed to have caught it. They were pretty had fallen unconscious in the courtyard and they were covered in purple spots of some kind and weren't waking up.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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61 Replies[u][i][b]Yay. A new person.[/b][/i][/u] [i][b]Bar of Blades, 1200 hours[/b][/i] [i]Mortar, after a very long and tiring day of training to fight, sits at the bar, looking at himself in his reflection. He never quite noticed his scars until now, no matter how minor they are. he sighs, and calls for a corpse kebab. "We don't have em" the tender says "I know you do" he replies. he nods and he goes behind the bar to find some. After a moment a woman sits next to Mortar. "Hello there" she says. "Hey, uh... who are you?" he asks. "I think you know me," she replies. He takes a good look at her, looking through his memories, until he knows who it is. "A... Amanda?"[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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300 Replies[b][u][u]A Friend's Betrayal.[/u][/u][/b] [b]In the dead of night, the NCR Ranger Watcher traveled the war torn halls of the dojo, headed for the exit. He had a bag, which was packed. It seemed he planned on leaving the dojo. But why? He trained many guards, and was in the middle of training more. He stopped at the gates, and sighed to himself. He turned to the person following him [/b] "You can come out now!" [spoiler]Open! You followed him [/spoiler]
