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THE DOJO
[i] The Dojo. Located on the diverse planet of Tatakai, the Dojo consists of the largest gathering of fighters the universe has ever seen. Men and women from all different cultures, races and worlds come to train, compete and fight together. Many battles have been raged on its soil, but it remains standing. Here, one can write, fight and talk with other writers who seek to create stories with one another. All you have to do is start typing.[/i]
[b][i]The New Dojo(JOIN HERE!)[/i][/b]
[spoiler]Join our group! Free of charge! I swear!
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/1677784/0/3/0
USE THIS LINK IF THAT OTHER ONE DOES NOT WORK.
https://www.bungie.net/en/Groups/Chat?groupId=1677784
Once you pass your test and have joined the group sign here:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/215168136/0/0
NOTE: You do not have to be tested to join the dojo. Only to PvP.
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[b][i]Who we are[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is an ENTRY LEVEL AND ONE OF THE ONLY PUBLIC RP THREADS.
RP is A way of interactive creative writing. Where you can go on adventures, have fights and generally have fun. Think of dungeons and dragons, but its horribly imbalanced since there is not an experience system or dice. Its great!
The Dojo loves different opinions, ideas and writing no matter if you are new to RP(roleplay) or extremely experienced. If you have an opinion to share about how to make the dojo better, contact one of the Sensei's that run the place (We would prefer this rather then excessive and unintelligent shit talking). Every work of writing is appreciated and accepted (shitposts…maybe not so much).
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[b][i]How we work(list of Admins included)[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is run by a group of Sensei’s. These Sensei’s will make up most of the game changing decisions to benefit The Dojo. BUT Everyone's opinion matters a great deal. So the Sensei’s will make poll’s within the group for the members to vote and decide on big issues/ideas. Even then, the sensei’s will inform the group of changes and decisions made.
The list of sensei’s are as follows:
Inflatablepants/Pants(GONE ON HIATUS)
The God-Eater/Cob
Royalblade/Royal
Fresh Cazberry/Vio
nullCth/Cth
And the leader of the dojo union: Tubbs
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[b][i]OUR GOAL[/i][/b]
[spoiler] At the dojo, we want to provide an amazing place for you to improve on your writing in a fun way. We love new faces, and will accept you as soon as you walk up to the door. We also love other RP threads that have really awesome stuff, and we want to invite them all here so we can have a hub world of sorts. Whether this is through an interdimensional portal, space ships or whatever. We want everyone we can to be a part of this and interact with everyone! This way, you can meet people you never would have met before. If you are a leader of an RP group and are interested in this, please contact me so we can discuss further! I like discussing stuff!
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[b][i]RULES[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678270/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]How to PvP[/i][/b]
[spoiler] Player VS Player Is what the dojo is known for. Basically, you can fight each others characters with your own, to see who’s the best or to simply make some kick ass action. Please follow all the rules while you fight, so you can make it as badass as possible.
In order to PvP you must be tested by a sensei, or a designated tester of the dojo. You can find out who is a tester by seeing "How we Work." Also, When you fight another player make sure that you always react to their move. The best way to do this is like this.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your reaction from you opponents last reply.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your attack.
If you completely block another opponents attack, its courteous to not attack them within the same reply.
This way, you’ll never go wrong.
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[b][I]World Creation(Getting started at the Dojo starts here)[/i][/b]
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This is the most important section for you RP experience. This is where you make your characters, their stories, where they could live. Also, this is where you can create a Faction to participate in the thread, as well as having access to writing for the group(The stories you write do not have to relate to the dojo at all)
Bio's(RECCOMENDED)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677641/0/0
Backstory for Characters
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/217556475/0/0
Property Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220228259/0/0
Writers Hub
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220575696/0/0
Faction Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/222042811/0/0
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[b][i]The Dojo[/i][/b]
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Physical Appearance
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677894/0/0
NOTE: The dojo only uses Mac Cannons for any kind of defense. If you are lookin to invade with your discount armies, you will be fighting the characters of the thread and possibly their factions.
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[b][i]The World of Tatakai[/i][/b]
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Map of Tatakai:
http://i.imgur.com/6xm09eO.jpg
Landscapes of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678163/0/0
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/213673051/0/0
Lore
(WORK IN PROGRESS)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217554253/0/0
Landmarks of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217506568/0/0
Cities of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217516337/0/0
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[b][i]The Digital Dojo[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The Digital dojo was what we had used before this new Dojo. Here is a link to the old thread, as well as the old group. Please read our past works!
Digital Dojo Thread:https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/819710/126982640
Digital Dojo Group: https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/819710
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[b]The OP(Inflatablepants) is on hiatus. If you have any questions please refer to the following people:[/b]
[spoiler]Cobalt Pheonix: CobaltPHNX
Royal: JustAStranger
Caz: PoisonousBerry
Tubbs:Bler
(Tubbs is not actually an admin, but he has been here long enough and is like an ever existing presence. Kinda weird.)[/spoiler]
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57 Replies[i]Dojoville // 2200 hours // Distress Call[/i] [i]The night was dark, the sun having set a few hours back when the distress call came in. Three, loud beeps on the telegraph Alyssa hadn't used for years, left in one of the many cardboard boxes she had left lying around after moving into her new apartment room in Dojoville. Her apartment was a complete mess, papers all over the place, consisting of old essays, books, notes, and music pieces. It was a simple, three room place. A main room, with a round glass table in its middle, the floor cleanly polished wood. On the table was a violin case, unzipped and open, the dark violin inside it still having its shoulder rest on it, the bow not loosened, lying besides the violin. On the glass table were an uncountable amount of music sheets; everything from easy, Suzuki books, to all four movements of Dvorak's New World Symphony. Besides the glass table was a black, thick music stand, extended to about four feet ten inches, Vivaldi's Spring opened on it—the first movement, Allegro. To the right of the otherwise empty main room was the kitchen, black and white checker patterned, linoleum floor contrasting from the wooden floor of the first room. The kitchen was just as messy as the other parts of the house, the small coffee table in the middle of the kitchen having a small, circular, white ceramic dish in the middle of it. On the dish was a half-eaten slice of cheese pizza, an unfinished can of Pepsi besides it. Papers littered even the small coffee table at which Alyssa ate, alone, at, paragraphs of music theory besides lined paper full of Alyssa's neat cursive, rapid note-taking during a brief and quiet nighttime snack. Dirty dishes were thrown into the sink, some having not been washed for weeks. Cabinets were left wide open, revealing countless numbers of canned food, and her small refrigerator was ajar, full of microwaveable meals bought for cheap prices at the nearest grocery store. To the left of the main room was the living room, just as messy as the previous two rooms, if not messier. A white sofa was in the center of the gray carpeted room, and on the sofa was a quietly snoring Alyssa, her thick, round glasses set askew. Her face was covered with freckles, her thin lips slightly open, drool dribbling down her chin. Her shoulder-length, light brown hair was not tied in a ponytail as it usually was, rather laid splayed out around Alyssa's sleeping head. It was a wonder how she was allowed to live alone; Alyssa appeared to be around fifteen, even though she was twenty-three. The fact ignored her, and she always wished that she didn't always have such a childish appearance. Some found it cute; Alyssa could never separate those people from pedophiles or people that legitimately thought Alyssa looking like a child was "cute". Covering the sleeping Alyssa was a thin blanket, books all over the sofa. War and Peace, Dune, even Harry Potter, all lay on the sofa. A couple feet away from the sofa was a desk, with a small radio laying on top of it, the first movement to Dvorak's Cello Concerto in B minor playing quietly. Music discs were scattered around the radio, Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite, Beethoven's Symphony No. 7 and his ninth, and Mozart's Violin Concerto in G major were the ones that could be seen, placed above the vast quantity of essays and letters, addressed to Alyssa's parents. The rest of the living room was littered with cardboard boxes, yet to be opened and unpacked. As the telegraph in one of the many boxes buzzed, three lines of morse code rang throughout the apartment, loud enough to attract anybody nearby. Three long, monotone buzzes, which meant "S.O.S." in morse. Alyssa woke with a start, opening her bright, green eyes clouded with sleep. She wiped the drool from her chin, rubbing the sleep from her stunningly green eyes as she set her thick glasses in a straight line, getting. She jogged over to the boxes, throwing one open as she began rifling through it, searching for the telegraph. She found it buried at the bottom, and pulled it out. It became obvious that it wasn't just a telegraph; when Alyssa hit the middle button of the ancient device, a large hologram appeared, and in bright, blue letters were the words "Incoming message. Unknown caller ID. Accept?" The woman touched the accept button, and the words disappeared, a voice recording opening. The voice was raspy and masculine, hoarse and sounding as though it hadn't been used for months.[/i] "Anybody who receives this," [i]It said.[/i] "I'm being held... tage in Wareh... 286. Bloo... kidnapped me... mation. I haven't given them... aren't pleased. Being t... for info. Se... elp." [i]The message cut off there, and Alyssa stood, silently shocked. The message was loud, ringing through the quiet night. Even those in the distant dojo could hear it.[/i] ((Open.))
