originally posted in:The New 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
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English
#Offtopic
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Edited by Cannon011: 11/14/2016 4:46:48 AMYoung Flapyap the Ungoy (halo grunt) was wandering across the road, in search of the Great Food Nipple. He came up to the mane gate. And sat down stairing at the gate waiting for it to open. [spoiler]open to duel anyone with a sense of humor.[/spoiler]
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(just noticed that Sketch is up there twice under where the Sensei are listed.)
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[b][u]More details about the tournament tomorrow[/u][/b] The tournament will start at 4:00pm central time(and no I do not know the conversions). Make sure to let your opponent know if you are going inactive for a while. But ref's favour faster replies. As a personal recommendation, don't make posts too long. More often then not that will lead to an Op move. Unless you are describing a single move in detail. Each bracket works differently in terms of advancement. For the soldier tournament, a looser can come back to fight. They will be randomly(or, if they made a badass fight, selectively) to fight one who has not participated. Use common sense. Think out your reply before you shoot it off. ACCEPT DEFEAT. YOU ARE NOT THE BEST HERE UNTIL YOU WIN. Ref's will yellow card and red card your posts directly. You are free to argue your case however in PM. 2 red cards(God modding)= disqualification Otherwise we should be good. A post opening the tournament will be tomorrow. Then, the posts for your fights will be made BY COBALT AND I. First to reply gets first move. If you don't reply within the first 1-2 hours of your post being put up you will be contacted. Make sure to come to Cobalt and I for further questions.
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[i]a SEEMINGLY normal stroll through the courtyards[/i] [b]Dojo, Main courtyard, the one bench Quincy always seems to be at.[/b] The sun was slightly shining through the dark, snow-laden clouds. A gentle, but cold, breeze filtered through the trees and air in the main courtyard. Quincy sat on his usual bench, reading some book. Something was a little off though. Q was wearing clothes. Well, the fact he wore clothes wasn't a shock, he was just wearing more than usual. He wore large, spacious grey sweatpants that tightened around his ankles. He also wore a teal jacket that seemed a few sizes too big. His face seemed slightly leaner than usual, giving off the impression he wasn't eating much (but do keep in mind, its only an impression). There was also something different about his posture. Usually he sat straight up with his chest out, to keep his back from aching. Now, he was slouched on the bench, as if he was tired. The fur on his head seemed a little unkempt as well, like he let it grow out a bit to resemble hair (which it did) that went down between his ears and down his neck. Some of it also covered his face, but not much. He seemed too absorbed in his book to notice anyone possibly approaching him... [spoiler]open[/spoiler] [spoiler]youre in for a surprise[/spoiler]
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Edited by Will: 11/14/2016 7:31:05 AM[b][i]How can one love the light and live in darkness?[/i][/b] [quote]Put a shirt on, you aren't impressing anyone.[/quote] [i][url=https://imgur.com/a/q14oL]Desmond[/url] scowled at the Ka'kari's words in his head, mentally flipping the sentient magical artifact off. He was indeed shirtless, but he was in his own room within the Dojo. Everything in there, was quite literally in black and white. Non-descript and no show of any personality in the room. It was like a hotel room.. He lay on his bed, eyes staring at the blank ceiling with his hands laced behind his head. The Ka'kari wasn't in it's ring form, but took the shape of a chain link silver bracelet on Desmond's left wrist. A peculiar accessory, but Desmond was nothing but. [/i] [quote]When do you plan on talking to her? She is literally next door. You're thoughts are mine, and you can stop pretending you aren't lonely.[/quote] [i]"Shut up. She doesn't need visitors, and I'm perfectly fine right here."[/i] [quote]Liar.[/quote] [i]Desmond scowled again and reached into his jeans pocket, pulling out a customary cigarette and lighter, putting it between his lips and lighting it. He wasn't sure if you could smoke in here, but he didn't really care. His armor was on a stand against the wall, and his arsenal of guns and knives were on a long table that was already there in the room. His thoughts wandered as they always did, his fingers brushing the black rose tattoo on his collarbone. He wanted more..the feeling of needle on flesh, making a permanent mark was addicting in it's own way. [/i] [quote]Desmond, go talk to her. Before I burst from angst.[/quote] [i]"She barely talks as it is, she doesn't need me trying to provoke a conversation out of her. That doesn't work for anyone."[/i] [quote]The Ka'kari sighed within his mind but said no more. Desmond was as stubborn as Durzo.[/quote] [spoiler]Chesh.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/14/2016 4:18:15 AM[b][u]AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!!![/u][/b] In light of the tournament and concern for weapons. A new rule has been founded. Even though how it was achieved was possibly through a very sadistic leadership exorcise.... [b][u] All weapons are allowed but cannot one shot kill. [/u][/b] All weapons are allowed so long as they don't one shot kill someone or something. Railguns for example; you can have them but can't make them insta kill someone. The same applies for any other weapons. Discretion is advised when choosing the nature of these weapons. Once again, if they break the law of insta killing an opponent then one should think about revising the weapon, using it sparingly/fairly or consulting an admin. -THIS MEANS RAIL GUNS AND BOLTERS ARE PERMITTED AS LONG AS THEY FOLLOW THIS RULE.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 11/14/2016 12:12:17 AM[b][i][u]The First Of Many.[/u][/i][/b] [b]The rain came down. Hard. Splashing against the cold ground of the great land of Caquale. It flooded the streets, soaking the figure of a Knight that stood over a savage looking man in all black. The Knight spoke.[/b][i][/i] "A good man goes Hollow eh? To bad he's not a good man." https://m.imgur.com/4xjJQ6g [b]The Knight looked down at the bleeding and bruised Tekel. [/b] https://imgur.com/gallery/yBPM3 [i]"He's the best damn general anyone could ask for."[/i] [b]Tekel spat upon the Knight's boots who laughed crudely at the resistance[/b] "You're Brave. You've got balls. I appreciate that it a man. But then again you're not a man. You're a GODDAM beast." [i]"Shut up." [/i] "A wild, uncoordinated beast that needed mercy. And your general, Royal gave it to you. Let me show him the same mercy ya? Where the fúck is he?!" [i]"I ain't telling you shit."[/i] "Oh well that's a shame. Truly." [b]He grinned underneath his helmet, drawing a sword that glowed with power. He stepped forward, swinging once and cutting clean through Tekel's neck. His head fell backwards, rolling away as his body collapsed forwards. [/b] "To think. A member of the great and powerful Dight, dying in an alleyway in the name of a sad man." [spoiler]Closed. A bit of teaser at a future quest [/spoiler]
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/13/2016 6:43:27 PM[b][u]THE FIRST BRACKET[/u][/b] Greetings munchkins! Now I know you are all VERY eager to just murder the absolute shit out of your opponent, and trust me, I am too, but You gotta know who you are fighting first right? Melee first bracket Orn VS Asap(I swear to TALOS this is random) Emp VS Frost Dio VS Steve Ranged First Bracket Oos VS Haknir JT VS Wehb(I SWEAR BY THE NINE THIS IS RANDOM!!!) Sonic VS Twig Soldier first Bracket Veration VS False Royal VS Stratos TamedFrog VS Sketch Cannon VS Mortar JJ VS Ginger(NEW!) The first Bracket will last three days starting Monday at 4:00pm(the time your fighting post is created) and will end Thursday at 4:00pm, unless your fight has achieved 100 replies or a victor has risen.
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Flash Before My Eyes // Simulation // JT. [i]Neon lights illuminated the streets in a light purple shade as the feint buzzing of the gaseous signs hummed with anticipation of the approaching warrior, who had watched civilians and criminals flee from the streets with silenced shuffles and pushes of haste, for each and every man had knew the fate of the downtown Cyberpunk district that was waiting there. JT took strides onto the scene as he stepped down the street, emptied cars parked on the sides of the wide road and without a soul on the main part. He bore no armour, but depending on the foe, he would need to equip it in the sim. And a white door opened before him, spewing forth the enemy to battle. ((Open for combat))[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/13/2016 10:55:11 PM[i]Wow..those gates are impressive, the girl thought to herself as she ascended the steps to the Dojo, going up the hillside. The [url=https://imgur.com/a/gK18z]girl[/url] in question was one no older than twenty years old, perhaps that age exactly. Long, auburn hair flowed down her shoulders and framed her pretty face, complimenting the white dress she wore, that went down to her knees. Her body was supplemented with nice curves, but nothing obnoxious. The plunging neckline of the dress didn't leave her much for modesty though. Soft, light grey eyes complimented her hair and stood out especially so thanks to the dress. She carried a small black backpack on her shoulder, one that didn't seem massively packed, which she held with one hand as she climbed. It didn't have much shape either, so it was filled with clothes more than likely. Like all people who came to the Dojo, she carried a weapon with her, even if it wasn't much. A [url=https://imgur.com/a/jgsGT]sword[/url], was lashed around her waist. A katana in nature, with the curved black sheathe, but it had a sci-fi feel to it. She'd come from the Ko-Rudo mountains, across the desert, and now she was there, she thought as she crested the final stair and walked to the Dojo gates, rapping sharply on the gates. [/i] "Hello?! Uh, is this the Dojo? I'm kinda looking to get inside!" [i] She yelled, and mentally kicked herself. Where else would she be besides the Dojo with gates like this?[/i] (Open, character intro.)
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/13/2016 8:40:38 PM[b][i]Settling In[/i][/b] [b]Inside the Dojo at an Inn[/b] [i]The hot shower had been nice, and now Rose Mercier sat silently, wrapping her foot in a makeshift cast. Most of her bruises were fading away, and she was beginning to look normal again. Her cuts were still wrapped, she had changed the bandages multiple times, and cleaned them all out. She most certainly wasn't keen on death by infection. After she finished, she laid back on the bed, and sighed. This was not exactly how she envisioned life, the anklet preventing her from going anywhere, but then again, where could she go? Atlas would kill her if he knew that she had sold him out. At least here she was safe. Her thinking was interrupted by her door opening, and Wolfe stepping in, in his full combat attire. She nearly jumped out of her skin. He raised a hand to tell her it was alright, and he moved towards her foot. Lifting it, he seemed to be doing something to the anklet, and in seconds, it opened, and he pulled it off, setting her foot back down.[/i] I'm surprised you never tried to escape. [i]he said.[/i] You... you would kill me, Monsieur Wolfe. [i]She remarked, almost stupefied.[/i] I wouldn't. Wilson would. [i]Wolfe replied, with a sincerity to his voice. With that, he turned and left the room, disappearing moments later. She stared down at her ankle, awestruck that she was free. Leaning over, she shifted weight to her good foot, and climbed out of bed. She'd need a crutch sometime soon, but for now, she wanted some food. Slowly, she made her way downstairs to the tavern in hopes of getting a meal. Seating herself at a booth, she read over a menu.[/i] [b]Dojo Courtyard, Wilson's Vertibird[/b] [i]The gunship sat off to the left, and was loaded with weapons of all sorts. Machine guns, rifles, handguns, shotguns, grenade launchers, anti-tank weaponry, knives, attachments, and plenty of munitions were loaded in crates both outside and inside the aircraft. A canopy was set up to the left of the cargo ramp, and a folding table was set up beneath it, also loaded with weapons. From inside the Vertibird, Wilson exited in his own power armor, all of his usual weapons in place, an FAL in his hand. Loud music played from the four Marshall amps to the right of the Vertibird, and they made it quite clear who's aircraft it was.[/i] [b]Outside of the Dojo, Clearing to the South[/b] [i]The clearing was silent, and a car lay on the other end of it, a pile of dirt about 200 feet behind it. In the car were four mannequins, and both on and in front of the hill, there were five in varying positions. A shot cracked out from somewhere low in the treeline, and splintered the heads of the first two mannequins in the car, shattering the windows as well. A second shot took the two in the rear. A third shot hit the gas tank, and the car erupted in a fiery blast, sending shrapnel across much of the clearing. A fourth hit one of the mannequins on the hill in the throat, a fifth hit another in the chest, a sixth hit one in the head, a seventh hit one in the heart, and an eighth hit one in the head. Every single one of the mannequins, had they been real, would have been killed without ever knowing the shooter's position. Such was Jackson Wolfe's strategy. Uncloaking, he walked forwards from the undergrowth, Barrett M107A1 in hand, two rounds left in the magazine. Approaching the carnage, he assessed his own skill.[/i] [spoiler]Three separate open interactions, just specify who you are interacting with. Rose in the Inn Wilson at his Vertibird Wolfe target-shooting outside the Dojo. [/spoiler]
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Vinny walks through the bustling streets of Dojoville, glancing warily at people who passed him by. He wasn't exactly sure just where he was or how he got there, but hey, at least no one was trying to kill him... well, not yet anyway. The town seemed pretty lively, reminded him a bit of his home town. Word around town was that there was some kind of Dojo further up the mountain. He might just pay the place a visit later. Who knows, might be kinda fun. For the time being, he continues his stroll through the town's market, taking a look at the shops that dotted the ridge. [spoiler]open I guess[/spoiler]
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[i][b]Sithis's sturggles. Yes, you are reading this correctly.[/b][/i] [i]Sithis awoke in a cold sweat, from those terrible dreams. They simply kept getting worse and worse as tome wore on, the dreams of the witches. He got out of his rather hard bed, hard because he was forced to sleep on stone. He quickly threw on some clothes, putting on dark blue jeans, a black shirt, and a red hoodie that rather conflicted against his pale white skin. He wore this, as his old robes simply began to bore him, he was becoming interested in newer things. He then went to his closet, and opened it, grabbing his scythe, his spellbook. He then closed the closet, before walking to a wall and pressing a hidden panel, and being shot upwards. He didnt worry about being hurt, as he muttered a spell to allow him to pass through solids. As he landed in a courtyard, he looked around. Nightime. Sigh. How normal this had become for him. He turned and began to walk along a path, that lead him to the gates and out of the dojo. As he walked, his mind drifted to that of the witches, the horrid things they had done to eachother and had done to them by those who are religious. He only wished he knew the witches names, and when they had lived. As he walked, he had not noticed the shadows forming around him and following him. As he got farther from the dojo, the form finally fully formed, as the shape of a girl. She was wearing a witchy type of dress, and a hat to match. She had pale skin, and blood red hair, and was about 5'6. She muttered a spell, and Sithis was suddenly flung back by a power of which he couldnt even comprehend of's strength. The girl let out a rather cruel laugh, as chains began to bind Sithis to the ground as he sank, and the girl muttered another spell as she disappeared, along with Sithis. When he awoke, he couldn't move his body. He was also in some odd area, as he did not recognize this planet, let alone the galaxy he was in as he looked up to the stars. He then suddenly noticed the girl sitting beside him, subconsciously making a small mud city. Sithis began to squirm, trying to get himself free. The witch merely laughed, as she took out a rosary, enscribed by some words in a language even Sithis couldnt understand. She attachrd it to a heavy chain, and set it around Sithis's neck. She then began to speak, in a oddly and rather confusingly cheery voice.[/i] "Well well my little Sithis, You got depressed quicker than other gods. You've been around for a mere... 100,000 years? Hah. How odd. But anyway, ive been watching you since the beginning, at the madhouse... I set things in motion for you to ascend to godhood, and for you too make a army. As I have for your sister as well. Ah, you must be so confused. But that cannot be helped. I sadly, must send you back, but know this; that rosary restricts your powers heavily, you could hardly beat a dragon as you are now, and you will also gain a new mindset... you will still be immortal, just weak. Heh. I will enjoy watching a innocent version of you. I will contact you soon." [i]After she had finished those words, Sithis felt himself changing. His dark red eyes shifted to that of a light pink, and his dark black hair turned into white. He began to lose his memory of events, new and old, along with most everything else. He then felt himself sinking again as his new mind scrambled for answers it lacked. When he disappeared from the girl, he then reappered in a random courtyard, in the dojo. The chains were off, and he looked around, his confusion only increasing as he didnt recognize anyone, or even where he was. He did however, remember his name.[/i] [spoiler]Open, for those who wish to partake in seeing a nice, innocent Sithis. Ive never written nice and innocent before Sithis's name before. Huh.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/12/2016 3:44:54 AM[b][i]The Unforgiven[/i][/b] Alright, here's the deal, sweetheart. There's an anklet on ya, you go outside of the inner walls of the Dojo, it'll hit you with a nice dosage of electricity. Tamper with it, same result. Got me? [i]Said Wilson, looking down to the woman before him, who nodded in response. She looked fairly rough for wear, bandages on her face, gauze wrappings on her hand and arm, and more on her legs, although they weren't visible beneath her combat pants. She held a leather coat over herself to keep the snow and cold off, but beneath it, all she wore was a tank top. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she seemed to be fairly afraid of the Courier. [/i] Don't cause any trouble. Don't let anyone know that you had any connection with that slaughter if you want to survive. [i]Wolfe said coldly.[/i] [i]The woman turned away from them, and walked unsteadily into the Dojo, gazing back at them uneasily every few seconds as if they were going to shoot her in the back. They did not. [/i] I'll keep watch on her. I don't think she'll be trying anything, you've practically shattered her. [i]Wolfe remarked, looking at Wilson.[/i] That was the goal, kid. [i]he shot back.[/i] [i]Wolfe disappeared, and Wilson turned, heading back off to his bunker to clean up and resupply himself. Meanwhile, the woman had made her way into the Dojo, and immediately she began to make her way towards a cafe. Her body ached, and she needed something warm to drink. She'd get clothes and more gear later. For now, she was just grateful to be alive.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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Edited by Pamhakat: 11/13/2016 3:39:41 AM[b]Tricky Ol Fox[/b] [i]somewhere in the mountains[/i] Once upon a Dojo weekend, you decided to go hiking in the mountains because [insert reason here]. As you walk by a cluster of caves, you hear a loud yelp, followed by a few angry words, echo in one of the caves. ((open. intro-ing new character))
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Edited by Cannon011: 11/13/2016 1:00:19 AM[b][u][i]-DRINKING WITH DEOMONS-[/i][/u][/b] Cannon awoke in a cold sweat, bolting up from his bed and drawing his blaster pistol. It took him several breaths before he realised where he was. He was safe aboard his ship, the Shriek Hawk, landed in a plaza near the Dojo apartment complex, not the Imperial testing facility. Lowering the blaster he let put a shaky breath, leaning back against the bulkhead. "Karking nightmares." Standing, he made his way down to the crago bay, the largest room on the ship, and proceeded to open the doors to get some fresh air. [i]It's a nice view.[/i] He thought as he sat down on the ramp. This was the 5th night in a row he'd gone with little sleep, he was running of adrenaline stims and caffeine. Sighing, he brought out his data pad and checked for messages from home. Nothing. He frowned. It had been weeks since he'd heard from the clan. For all he knew they were dead. Shaking his head, tge Mandalorian stood and exited the ship, locking it behind him. He set off to find a cantina, or whatever passed for that in this strange place. After a few minutes of walking, he came across what looked like a bar. Shrugging, he entered. Hopefully he could get a drink, maybe an interesting conversation or two. [spoiler]Open. This is my first attempt at starting an RP outside of combat. Hopefully I don't embarrass myself.[/spoiler]
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[b]The Snake Lady. Courtyard B3[/b] In what is arguably the most peaceful part of the Dojo was Ssssssarah (pls don't kill me for that sssssshit pun.) Laying down on the grassy ground soaking in the heat from the sun on the rarely clear day. It was a strange thing really, she had on a white shirt that would be too large for any normal person but a perfect size for her and a wrap going around half of her bottom half. Speaking of her bottom half, she wasn't entirely human. She was half snake, anaconda to be exact. Her entire length spanned over 20 feet but she had her 'tail' coiled up besides her. Perhaps one could talk to her...she didn't seem harmful. [spoiler]Open. Talk or some shit.[/spoiler]
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[b]IMPORTANT NOTICE: WE ARE CLOSING ALL TOURNAMENT SIGN-UPS AS OF NOW.[/b] Tournament Roster: [b]Melee:[/b] ASAP - Celon Diobolikal - Keira Orn - Olivia Steve - Bal Emps - Leone Frost - Quincy [b]Ranged (Magic + Guns):[/b] Sonic - Xander Ooshmook Wehb - Jason Haknir - Shalidor JT - JT Twig - Cassandra [b]Soldier (Mix):[/b] Stratos - Stratos Tamedfrog - Xavier Sketch Royal - Nathaniel Cannon - Cannon Lok Mortar False - Ama Veration - Sawyer
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[spoiler]This post for PvP test by admins.[/spoiler] [i]Jackson approached Dojoville, perched on the back of a massive iguana-like lizard, leading the massive beast by holding a suspicious bleeding sack with a large stick out in front of the beast. Reaching the edge, he uses his enhanced strength to vault the sack into the wilderness. The lizard turned and began to sprint after it, prompting Old Hickory to leap off. Dusting off his clothing and Infinity Satchel, he walked through the village, his eyes surveying everyone, gauging their threat levels. He placed his right hand on his Generals Saber, his left swinging rather closely to his Duelists Flintlock. He approached the Gate, his permanent scowl deepening. He sought only shelter, though news of his arrival and the suspicious bleeding sack, as previously mentioned, had traveled to the guards. He walked up, knocking on the Gate, and making a surprisingly loud noise.[/i] [spoiler]Again, for admin testing.[/spoiler]
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[b][i]A Temporary Curing[/i][/b] [b][i]Courtyard A1, Dojo[/i][/b] [b][i]2:30 PM[/i][/b] [i]"Lord of Hollows, May the dark sigil guide thy way."[/i] [i][u]-Yuria of Londor[/u][/i] [b]For within the first of the Courtyards inside of the walls of the place of combat, there was only one.[/b] [b]As the flat-screen television depicted one of the older fights - a battle between a knightess and a purple-haired girl, both of them young and not the best in combat. The film appeared to have been from...years ago. It had to be older than ten years, really. It ended with both of the two walking off and chatting, and the flickering image cut off.[/b] [b]The one that watched the old film was the knightess.[/b] [b]Clad in a dirty, ancient set of previously gleaming Elite Knight Armor, with brilliant light blue cloth outlined with fabric tinted with gold, the armor was also complemented with shining steel and dull brown leather, most of the metal covering the leggings and left arm and gauntlet. The steel helmet, which also included a pointed visor, that finished the armor off was lying on a wooden table, alongside a three foot long straight sword. [/b] [b]But the face of the woman seemed...cleansed. Different.[/b] [b]The woman seemed older, probably in her mid-thirties, with an angular, shark face and a look of what seemed to be sorrow. It was a look that could have been associated with a previous Hollow, although she looked...cured. Short, dirty blonde covered her head, while her light green eyes only stared at the screen before she sighed in what seemed to be sadness. If only things could be the way that they were.. [/b] [b]And so, the now temporarily cured Hollow Anri sat there. She had been assisted by a clone by the name of Clover earlier, plus...a friend. One that some would not approve of. It didn't matter to Anri, she thought that it was worth it. That it was worth accepting the help of one that had previously harmed her. And thus, she sat there, before leaning back against her wooden chair and sighing once more.[/b] (Open. Short post ;-;)
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/12/2016 6:13:43 AM[b][u]MAJOR TOURNAMENT CHANGE. MUST READ!!!! WE ARE SWITCHING TO THE CLASS SYSTEM. SIGN UP WITH YOUR CHARACTER HERE. [/u][/b] Mages and Magic: even though Magic is a dying breed, some folks still use magic. So, they get their own division! Melee characters: it is what it says! Any form of Melee weapon is accepted! (Which are usually the coolest ones. DONT -blam!- this up guys). Soldiers: Melee and Ranged(so guns and magic)! (This category will be heavily reffed. Just so you know) GUNZZZZZZ: Anyone who uses guns as their primary weapons. No matter how -blam!-ing ridiculous. (Crazy ass armour is permitted for this. Even Black jacks character WILSON, who uses power armour. But come on, some of your guys guns can blow up planets). Realists: You know, the guys who are balls to the wall 24/7 and if they are shot in the leg they cry like a bitch. But you gotta have some respect for these guys. THE CHAMPION FIGHTS WILL NOW NOT BE TONNED DOWN. IT WILL BE THE BEST OF EACH CLASS. [b]IGNORE THE TIER SYSTEM YA DOLTS[/b]
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[u]troubles a brewin[/u] [i]its calm and very silent in wood as a short bluish green scaled woman with a long black braid walks down a small dirt path by herself. It was almost too quiet as the short woman looks around instantly worried. Just then something darts to the left out the corner of her eye. Something or more like someone was stalking her. She looked in the direction where she saw the movement but there nothing. Then she heard a snap of a branch behind her. She calls out to whatever there.[/i] "Who's there?"she asks [i]she turns around to look see what's there but its nothing just more silence. She decides not to tarry any longer and picks up the pace walking faster. But as she walks she can clearly hear something following her something very big. Panic starts to set in quickly as its sounds like it gaining on her. She breaks in to a dead run as she is pursued through the woods. She can hear it gaining on her as heavy footfalls can be heard behind her getting closer. But just like that her foot trips on a log and she takes a nasty spill. She tries in vain to scramble back to her feet but that when she catch a mere glimpse of it and it terrifies her.[/i] "No stay away from me"she says [i]what she see is a huge beast that much much bigger than her and it stares at her with its cold grey eyes. It growls at her and bares it razor sharp teeth as it takes a step closer. She is paralyzed with fear as starts coming closer as much as her brain tells her legs to run she can't. She simply close her eyes in fear and she shakes in fear as the giant creature lumbers closer to her.[/i] [i]the creature that lumbers closer is a hellish cross between what looks a body of a bear with that of tiger but it has the large gaping jaws of Tasmanian wolf. That has jaws look like they could easily inflict serious amounts of damage.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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[u][I]On Unsteady legs[/I][/u] [u]Ry's Ship[/u] Beta awoke again, it seemed later in the day to her, and she stretched, yawning and wondering where she was for a moment before it hit her like a .44 magnum.....which is actually what happened. She tore off the covers over her legs, and lowered her head, all hopes of the past day being a dream dashed as she remembered with great pain the past events that led to here. She looked around, and called out a little frightened "R-Ry? A-are you there?!" ((Asap))
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/12/2016 8:27:42 PMGerald walks by the dueling arena looking down at his rapier. "Bah! Why not?" He then walks in seeing what kind of entertainment he can come across this time. [spoiler]Time dude needs testing lol[/spoiler]
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/12/2016 6:56:48 PM[b][u]COURTESIES FOR THE TOURNAMENT[/u][/b] -Always react to the opponents attack -Never kill someone till they submit(don't chop off their head) -If you become busy, tell your opponent. Also tell a ref. If you are gone for too long without telling anyone(a day) you will be disqualified. If you expect to be gone for a while, and do tell someone, you may be exited from the tournament as well. -You are not the best person here. Always assume your opponent is better then you. Don't underestimate them. More courtesies will be added later. If necessary.
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([i]Dojoville, 5:30 PM)[/i] *All was quiet in a very small alleyway on the outskirts of the village. This all changed, however, when a portal appeared.* Strangely enough, a young Japanese woman stepped out of the portal, looking to be around 28-ish years old. She had a sword sheathed on her waist, as she looks at her hand, a strange symbol appearing before disappearing. "This looks a lot more interesting than Kiva's world..." she thinks, walking to find anyone that she could get information out of. She needed info of this world before going after the Riders and the heroes of this world. [spoiler]Open; intro to the arrival of the Fangire Queen.[/spoiler]