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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Inflatablepants:
1/25/2018 4:22:10 AM
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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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1 ReplyEdited by JealousOrc: 12/24/2016 2:23:10 AM[b][i][u]WHERE'S CHAT!?[/u][/i][/b] Now ladies ladies, calm down. I know your chat is missing. Or at least it will be. That's because the invasion. We'd prefer to not have you all arguing back and forth over the fights. So uh, there ya go. It'll be back up after the fight. [spoiler]P.S.[/spoiler] [spoiler]GO DEFENDERS[/spoiler]
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10 Replies[b]Garin stood in the center of Dojoville, giving a speech. About 100 people stood in the square.[/b] As you know, an invasion force is being prepared to attack the Dojo. And I know what many of think- that the Dojo is unbeatable. That it's members are invincible. But most of the invasion force is made up of former Dojo members. And I feel bad for them- the ones who refused to disband the Dojo. The ones that I once consider allies... *pauses* The ones that I once called friends. For they are blind to the fact that the Dojo had become a more wretched hive of scum and villainy like no other. And it must be destroyed. [b]The crowd erupts into a wave of cheers and claps. [/b] I urge you to evacuate, or if you would like to enlist, please talk to JT. Thank you. [b]He bows, then steps down from the cart he was standing on.[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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15 RepliesEdited by Orn: 12/23/2016 9:20:44 PM[i]She was waiting.[/i] [i]For the one that called her out, for the one that was hunting her other another's death.[/i] [i]Mother-blam!-ing Sketch.[/i] [u][i]Courtyard A1[/i][/u] [i]Irina was waiting.[/i] [i]As rain poured down upon the Dojo that tragic day, she had been informed that one person in particular had been hunting her after her murder of Hovark, one of the residing dragons within the Dojo. Irina wouldn't kill - she was doing this to embarrass the little shit.[/i] [i]Clad in her dirtied, tattered NCR jacket that had once belonged to Grant, the previous Ranger of the Dojo, the Vileblood stood in the very center of the courtyard, fully armored and exceptionally prepared for a fight. Upon her back, lied a loaded 12-gauge semi-automatic riot shotgun, alongside a mother-blam!-ing .50 MG Anti-Material rifle, meant to literally destroy tanks. Underneath Grant's duster was NCR Ranger Combat Armor, capable of withstanding several shots and blows from weaponry and firearms, the surface of it shining with rainwater. At her side, Irina's infamous Rakuyo was strapped at her waist, the 38' inch long sword blade gleaming brightly in the rain as the 14' inch long dagger, which protruded from the brass hilt, shined as well, the blade serrated for extra carnage. [/i] [i]Her two final weapons consisted of Grant's famous pistol, a relic from his time as a Ranger: "A Light Shining In Darkness", a small pistol with the capacity to practically ignore armor. Ask Asap why. And within the pocket of her coat, hidden away deep within, was the metallic hilt of Bliss' lightsaber, a weapon that Irina had murdered for long, long ago.[/i] [i]Resting upon her head eerily was a New Californian Ranger helmet, the two eye-visor thingies gleaming with an eerie, red light in the pounding rain as she continued to wait for her challenger. [/i] [spoiler]Open for Sketch and Sketch only. You wanted a fight. I'll give you a fight to settle things.[/spoiler]
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5 Replies[i][b]The Glade, 11:32 AM[/b][/i] [i]As cold winds flew throughout the air, snow falling throughout the white skies of Tatakai that morning, the arrival of winter and warfare was present within the Dojo. While the attackers of the establishment and the defenders of the place of fighting prepared for their final hour, one woman in particular did not do so.[/i] [i]Instead, she waited alone, in the glade.[/i] [i]Upon her knees, the five foot three inch tall girl placed her hand upon a rock - a grave, from the looks of it, decorated only with a deep blue flower. Dark blue robes were wrapped around the girl, sealing her body away from the cold, their lining and fabric gleaming brightly in the daylight. The dark leather boots that she wore were laced tightly and weathered, although they were still in a fine condition, much like the gloves that she bore. Upon her chest was a small badge - the insignia of the Arrowhead. The hood of her robe was not pulled up, revealing a head of short brunette hair, a twirl of hair upon the right side of her face. As for her facial features in general - her face was angular and sharp, her skin a smooth olive color, while her eyes - the pupils and irises were clouded by a deep blue color, something not natural at all: it appeared to render her completely blind.[/i] [i]But even with in effect, Adeline Rosegold - previously Marcia, although she wished to be called Adeline - simply kneeled next to the grave of one of her sisters, Emily. A singular tear dripped from the girl's eye, before she muttered a singular thing, almost like a prayer of some kind. [/i] "...Merry Christmas, Em." [i]That was all that she said, as she began a silent prayer. [/i] (Short socialization post. Hue.)
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Edited by Quincy_Frost: 12/23/2016 8:11:16 PM[b]Exodus.[/b] [i]Dojo main courtyard.[/i] Karishad was sitting alone, trying to keep himself calm as he prepared himself for the approaching fight. Prior to arriving in the Dojo he had sent his family away to somewhere safe. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt his family ever again, even if it meant he wouldn't make it. [i]The Glade: Quincy's campsite.[/i] Quincy was packing his things to bury them. He knew someone would probably wander out here and take his things as loot. Once his things were buried, he sat on a stool he had left unburied, flexing his hands and prepping his weapons, sighing sadly. (both are open to conversation)
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122 Replies[b]Loss and soul crushing grief[/b] [i]lola had become very withdrawn lately. The woman short was having a very hard time dealing with her father's recent death. So instead hanging out with others she spent a lot more time alone avoiding any and all contact with anyone. She no longer wished to interact with anyone anymore. She stuck to wearing solid black colors and she longer bothered to braid her hair any longer. She at the moment was just sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard by herself. She looked around and she just looked very sad. But it was hard to tell though cause her long black hair covered her face. She before too long just got up started walking again. She didnt have particular direction in mind it just gave her something to do. whenever she saw people though she would just avoid them by going another direction.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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15 RepliesWhere's the bathroom?
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2 RepliesEdited by Quincy_Frost: 12/23/2016 2:26:13 PM[b]A poem.[/b] [i]by~ The Writer[/i] Tick tock goes the clock As i wait for my encounter With the Vileblood croc Fights will ensue Between friend and foe And death will soon follow After the closure
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11 Replies[b]As the winter winds grew colder and colder he continued his quest for the Dojo where many master and legends were born. He Approaches the gates, scarred with the wars it has seen and the memories of the people he's killed. He seemed lost in thought for a moment, before he snapped back to reality and knocked on the gates[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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17 Replies[b]The Icecream Serenade[/b] Boys and Girls, tomorrow we march into the depths of Hell. A wallowing pit of despair crawling with annoying furries and shitty godmodders. A dead, rotting racehorse which writhes in a shallow grave, only alive by parasitic heartworms that coil around its intensities. Maggots flock to the horse, beat to death and squeezed for all its mileage, earning meager sustenance off the undead corpse. In its prime, this racehorse was strong. Fast. It ran to the top of the forum boards, and while not being filled with the greatest role players ever, it would foster them to make legendary characters and weave awe striking tales. Now, the very existence of this horse today defiles it's very legacy. We must storm through the pound and put a cap in its head. This horse is crudely branded as [b]The Dojo.[/b] We do not do this in spite, but to preserve what The Dojo once was, not destroying its integrity any further. Some of us are warped and sick, dead, spindly willow trees with dying roots of malice. Some are bright envoys of roleplay's future, brilliant as the sun. Some are grizzled, older members. Clamoring for something new and exciting. In the retching heat of battle, our personality does not matter. Our race, creed, culture, RP style, quality? All irrelevant. In war, we are all equals under the long arm of death. Tomorrow, we end a legendary thread and be revered as legends. Tales of our battles relished among reveling patrons of a hearth-lit bar, horrible tales told to the disobedient children of our mortal enemies. We will be gods! So, let us set aside our differences, raise our Mozambiques into the air and fight! Fight for a better future of RP!
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11 RepliesThe doors of the dojo are kicked down and a man in purple robes charges in. "COME MY BROTHERS! WE MUST RETAKE ROME FROM THE CATHOLICS! PUTIN VULT!"
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10 Replies"Alright. TESUTO'S SPEECH WASN'T THE BEST! So I'll make up for it." [b]Royal stood atop the dojo wall, sitting on it with his legs over the side [/b] "We gather here today and tomorrow to defeat those, that were once friends. Once brothers in arms. Tomorrow is a dark day for the dojo. For what we stand for!" "You may ask yourself what this shithole could possibly stand for. Well let me say this. This shithole has stayed strong through the years it has been a thing. It has created Legends, and had them become myths. It has created heroes that have Untold stories." "It has created villains, that became our friends. And enemies that have become neutral." "Through it all, we have never given up. We stand for freedom. The freedom to do whatever the hell we want with out free time." "It allows freedom, by letting you create a character that you are. Or wish you were, or you could never think of. It is a place of imagination, creativity, and experimenting." "There was a time when we were seen as forces to be reckoned with. When people became one of us, to become Legends." "And though those times have long since passed, it is no reason to surrender the fundamental reason we are here." "Because we can be." "People will hate us, and people will try to destroy us. We must persevere as we have up to this point and we must not surrender. Not for anyone!" "The Legends of yesterday are gone, but that is no reason to give up on the Legends that may still rise. Times have changed, and our enemy seeks to destroy is in order to preserve what we once were." "To that, I ask how can be preserve what we are, if we do not exsist? If we did not exist, we would surely be forgotten." "We would no longer be Legends, or a force. We would become, obsolete." "If that is the future they wish for us, then let us prove them wrong! Let us prove to them we are capable of something! Not just being edgy, a furry, or whatever the shit you are" "If we win, we prove we can fight. If we lose, we prove we can rebuild!" "I swear to you, by my blade. By my son. By the very foundation of this dojo, that I will stay until no one is left. And when no one is left, when the deed is done and we are dead." "Then, only then will I surrender to the wills of the people!"
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11 Replies[b]DEUS VULT![/b] [b]A human man dressed in robes waits outside of the gates of the dojo. Behind him is tens of thousands of knights and a few trebuchets.[/b] "ARE YOU READY TO TAKE BACK THE HOLY LANDS?!" [spoiler]Open, introducing a new character.[/spoiler]
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1 ReplyOh my
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12 RepliesEdited by ALIAS-F4LS: 12/23/2016 1:46:46 AM[u]A christmass.... angel?[/u] Walking around the street is the newly arrived crazy 'angel' Jackie. She didn't seem to concerned with the cold, perhaps an angelic trait or maybe she just enjoyed being freezing. It's hard to tell with her. As she walks around Christmas carolers can be heard in which her reaction is to walk off clearly not a fan of the gentle songs and light hearted cheer. Eventually she finds herself in a pawn shop. "[u]happy holidays miss, looking for a gift for that special someo-[/u]" "Guitar" "[u]oh umm we do have a few pretty nice ones over on the wall[/u]" She quickly looks them over and then grabs one along with an amp and a generator. She drops a large solid gold coin on the counter and walks out. Minutes later a guitar can be heard playing Christmas songs in a hard rock tone. Turns out Jackie got fed up and decided to drown out the carolers by playing a live concert out in the middle of town. Some people crowed over to listen to the music. Ama can even be seen on a bench listening to the music, pleasantly surprised from the spontaneous jam. https://youtu.be/pWBjl-jPcVM [spoiler]open and music fits the mood.[/spoiler]
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9 RepliesEdited by Inflatablepants: 12/23/2016 2:17:01 AM[b][i]SPEACH?! SPEACH!!![/i][/b] Tesuto walked upon the walls of the dojo, standing atop its gate. The Warriors of the dojo were readying, however their motivation could only be shot down by the fact that those they called friends were the same ones who sought their very destruction. Tesuto eye'd the crowds, the fleets, the men and women ready to lay down their lives for their home. Naturally...he had to say something. "Men and women of the dojo! Listen to my call! Tomorrow, we will be under attack. This attack will be lead by those who seek to destroy you, and everything we have grown to be. While many see this place as something that needs to be ceased, I see it as a place that can change! They say, we are terrible. That we are the definition of a dead horse! While in some cases, they may be right. But that doesn't matter. This is the DOJO! We change as we see fit! We mold, and adapt, and survive to better our world! We will not be stopped! For we cannot! No matter how many die, or even if we lose, we will not perish! We will always rebuild until the LAST MAN! Pick up your blades my friends! Defend your home so that it can change and have a brighter future, and the golden age that is only yet to come! Fight with me so that we may win, and push back against those who are finite in their existence!" We are the last, and first line of defence for RP! If we perish, there will be no one left to pick up our legacy! So we must fight back! And we must show that we will always win, EVEN WHEN WE LOSE!
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3 Replies[b][u]NEWS UPDATE: THE PLOT SCHEDULE IS GONE. IF YOU HAVE PLOTS ITS UP TO YOU TO ORGANIZE WHEN YOU WANNA DO IT. [/u][/b]
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6 RepliesEdited by Inflatablepants: 12/22/2016 9:42:41 PM[b][u]INVASION?!?![/u][/b] Tesuto had gotten some sudden reading on his HUD. Something was tearing through the dimensions, again. And there was a whole lot of activity. He immediately pressed a button on his helm, and a blue sphere of a shield covered the dojo complex and the dojo, protecting it. The mac cannons on the walls activated, all of them connected [b]to the control room in the centre of the complex.[/b] the dojo...was ready for battle. Though, it would need its people to defend it soon...for what was to come. [spoiler]"The Smugglers" group will be attacking us tomorrow. If you had not known. Anyone who is apart of the dojo is called to defend it. However, it won't be a SHIT show. Galahad and I have set some ground rules for the attack. Please read them, and use them. [/spoiler] [spoiler]-Admins from both sides will make sure their people are following the rules. -If the attackers win, the dojo is destroyed. And will have to be rebuilt. If the defenders win, many of the attackers will die, but retreat. -No god modding -Follow the Dojo's rules -you can tell your opponent if you want your character to remain alive or not. You decide this at the start, Not during the fight. -Faction wars will remain out of the conflict, but will only be involved at the start to begin the conflict and the end to finish it. -buildings can be destroyed during fights -Only dojoville will be effected by the rising action -if an opponent retreats you must let them -winner has free bragging rights. And if you got a problem with that, go suck a tit To make it easier on everyone, please post a link to your bio. Though this is a courtesy, not a rule.[/spoiler] [b][u]GALAHAD AND I HAVE TALKED. ANOTHER RULE IS THAT THE WINNER WINS FAIR AND SQUARE, BECAUSE WE WILL DISCUSS THE BATTLE THROUGHOUT IT. SO SUCK IT UP IF YOU LOSE.[/u][/b]
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64 Replies[b]just deserts[/b] [i]"an eye for eye and blood for blood but is it the answer though?"- unknown After the events with alpha earlier hovark had spent a good part of the day avoiding people. A lot of people were pretty pissed at him right now especially his daughters who werent really speaking to him right now. So he pretty much they day alone. Yeah he did kinda feel bad though his temper had gotten the better of him. So after avoiding people for a hours. He is seen walking along the edge of the woods by himself he was walking up a hill to the clearing where he does a lot of his thinking. When he got there he sat down with a sigh knowing that he is gonna be avoiding a lot of people in the next coming weel as he closes his eyes meditating. This is probably the only time he will let his guard down[/i] [spoiler]brought on by several request so its open[/spoiler]
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49 RepliesEdited by The WORLD1897: 12/21/2016 9:34:58 PM[b][i]Wilhelm sat at the Dojo gate, oiling off his dual hanguns, Joy and Despair. He stood up, strapping his holsters onto his waist when a large halberd was stabbed through his chest. Blood fountained from his chest and he fell to his knees. The figure behind him growled hungrily...[/i][/b] [i]"That's one way to get inside of me,"[/i] [b][i]Wilhelm laughed at his own bad joke, coughing up a dark, and crimson blood onto the cement. He aimed Joy behind him and fired twice, the recoil threatening to snap his wrist. The figure stumbled back, tearing the halberd from Wilhelm's chest. Wilhelm used what energy he had left and spun, firing with both pistols a total of twelve times. The figure exploded twice, once in light, the second time in darkness. Wilhelm holstered his pistols and fell over, limp.[/i][/b] [spoiler]this RP seems kind of slow, figure I'll throw in some drama[/spoiler]
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145 Replies[u]Holiday Celebrations.....for some[/u] Alpha trudged along, his bare paws making his footsteps silent in the snow-covered walkways of the little village. He was humming, but somewhat tiredly and distractedly, hands in his pockets as he surveyed the crowd. He was wearing a hoodie with the hood up, the white of it blending with his fur, and he was wearing blue jeans. Any passerby that saw him would notice that everytime a large crowd or even a small group of 4 or so people approached him, he'd lower his head and get a little more anxious. It was for good reason, as when he decided to sit down, he was approached by a woman. She had com from a street corner, and was in her mid-60's, but her body seemed wracked by anger and grief, and she approached the unaware kid with venom in her gait. "Murderer!" Alpha started, and looked up at the woman, the snow at the ends of the bench quivering before falling down, like an easily scared child. This outburst had attracted the attention of most everyone within earshot. "Scum! Thief! You know this face??" She shoved a photo towards the kid, and he shakily took it in his hand. It was a picture of a man dressed in a formal military uniform, and in his mid 20's. At this, alpha paled and shook his head slightly "This was my only son! You...you bastard! You f*cking killed him!" Alpha started to try to stammer something out, before the woman slapped him, jerking his head to the side "Shut your damn mouth! I don't care for the words of a wanted boy! You killed him and everyone on that ship for what?.......hm? Oh yes....Money!" She spat in his face, and turned to the square "Look at this sack of shit! Keep everyone away from him!" She turned to survey her handiwork, just in time to see Alpha bury his face in his hands, shamed and downcast. The square started to clear, some people taking this seriously, some taking her as a fool. After another round of saliva aimed at the kid, she too left, leaving him alone on a bench ((open))
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21 Replies[i] 3, nondescript figures had wandered into the Dojo. Their features were unrecognizable, the trio wrapped in thick dark cloaks that brushed the grass as they walked. The two on the end were male from their build, but the one in the middle was slighter and shorter; female. Word had spread that they were looking for a man named JT, and that was where they were currently headed. To the L.I.M.B. Clinic in the midst of the Dojo. What these people could possibly want with him, there was no telling. [/i] [spoiler]JT. Sorry for the shitty post, just wanted to post it already lol. [/spoiler]
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36 RepliesBendak, slowly walked upto to the Dojo's Entrance. "Well, guess I should knock." he said while slowly tapping the door. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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39 Replies[b]Death. That is what Alpha knew. Once he was dead, he'd seen blackness for a brief moment, before a bright white light. Then it was red. And it got hotter. And hotter. And hotter, until it felt like fire. Then it was cool as ice. Then it was black again. Then there was a long silence, before a man appeared before him. A red cloak. Catlike mask. It was Andrew Raidriar.[/b] "It seems you finally bit the big one, Alpha." [spoiler]DOOOORMAAAAAT[/spoiler]
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46 Replies"With Fortis defeating Audax in that whack ass fight, it's time for a new fight! On one hand we got the man from a foreign army, Rook! And on the other, we got the the sidekick to a leader of a foreign army, Destanius. Very confusing!" [b]On the right side of the Arena stands Rook, on the left stands Destanius. The area suddenly changes and the scene becomes something else. They are in the hangar of Republica ship, giving them massive room to move. Various fighter pilot's are scattered about the room as well crates and dropships.[/b] "Here we go!!" [spoiler]Boop [/spoiler]
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37 Replies[u][i]Dafuq is this thing...?[/i][/u] Outside of the Dojo's gates, a little banging could be heard against their massive steel body. A white man looked to be hitting the door with his sword, quite strangely too, like he was examining it. "How the hell does this thing stay perfect like this?!" He exclaimed, hitting it again with such force that "The Ring in Return" made its signature ringing. Nothing had happened to the door, unsurprisingly. Tyto was very puzzled, perhaps thinking it was a new metal or something instead of magic and spells. Even though his own blade was formed with magic he refused, still, to believe in it. "...I hate this thing..." He put away his sword and pulled out his pistol. "Ludicrous Speed". He loaded a few shots, then fired them off into the steel. Some stopped dead, but one ricocheted off and hit the ground next to him and buried itself like a mole. Tyto simply looked down at the miniature crater and sighed. "Screw this thing..." [spoiler]open, weird intro post[/spoiler]
