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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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44 RepliesEdited by Chinkronomicon: 11/8/2016 3:20:00 AM[b][u]Toast to The Dead | Mountains over Dojoville[/u][/b] [i]Here’s a toast to the dead If you don’t drink, smoke to the head For the freedom fighters killed by the feds For those who died hard in the streets soaking in red And died slow asleep in a dream choking in bed Here’s a toast to the dead for my enemies that are gone I’m not a coward so, celebrating that would be wrong I pray to God that your soul will come back again So I can see you in the next life and finish it then A toast to the dead for criminals, burning in hell I wonder how many presidents are burning as well -Immortal Technique[/i] "C'mon, you can do better than that," the older man said with a slight smile. "Again." Their [i]bokkens[/i] crashed into one another as the young man whirled around with an angry fire in his eyes. The boy's opponent saw this flare of anger and tapped into it, noticing the boy's rushed footwork and shooting a paint round into his knee. A newer splash of red cracked open on the younger man's leg, his elder's wooden sword soon creating a painted red streak across his thigh and chest in a swift one-two motion, partially breaking apart the wooden sword that he parried. It was almost as if he had no time to react. "Unfair, Lael. You caught me off guard," the boy sighed as he stopped his advance and stepped a few paces back, readying himself for another sparring match once more. His body was covered in dozens of red splotches from their private training session. Lael had insisted that they slow their training down, but at the same time he was excited due to his new pupil's passion for learning. Though he had yet to know what drove his student's pursuit. Lines and circular splatters of crimson were painted on the young man's fencing jacket, even staining his training pistol's holster a faded vermillion. "Lucien, you get too angry. Such emotion is a powerful driving force, but you cannot let that fire of yours get any more out of control," Lael chuckled in spite of the younger Lucien's skeptical face. "It was a simple miscalculation on my part. I should've been watching your gun hand and disabled it with my own-" "No, it isn't that, my boy. Listen to me: imagine your skill as a piece of metal used by the smiths to create a weapon. Whatever determination you have, use it as fire to temper the blade," the thickly accented Lael explained as he began to circle Lucien, wooden blade raised in one hand and the other poised to draw his sidearm. Lucien began to pace around his opponent as well, weakly raising his sword in two hands. His entire body ached after being bombarded by paint bullets and the blunt force of wooden blades - but he would not rest until he fully mastered the Tribals' Wanderer Discipline. "Stop that shaking, watch your feet. Spaced out just like - yes, good, good. Control that fires of yours - our hunters use only the finest of weapons to hunt down the abominations." With a [i]clack![/i] the two wooden swords collided once before sounding off again, sending red paint flying both ways. During their trade, Lael quickly drew his sidearm and prepared to fire it point-blank, but his draw was interrupted by a step inwards followed by an elbow strike to the solar plexus from Lucien. Gasping for air, Lael attempted to retreat whilst being pressured by Lucien's blade every step of the way. With two slashes from Lucien came three more shots from his sidearm, every attack connecting and leaving a nasty welt beneath a splatter of paint. He moved like a shadow of death itself, so fast it was like he merely phased through each blow Lael tried to send towards him. "I concede!" Lael coughed while laughing. Lucien's blade slammed across his left knee, sending him to one as he was surprised. Two more shots were planted in his collarbone, one placed soon after on his cheek - dangerously close to his eye. Any higher and he would've gone blind. The storm of red paint continued as Lael attempted to defend himself, more in shock at his student's ferocity. He was dumbfounded until he saw something that unnerved him in Lucien's eyes. That fire from before was now a fully-fledged inferno within his pupils, a light that only a madman would use. "Lucien, enough!" he said as his student's sword came flying towards his windpipe, stopped just in time. Silence reigned for what seemed to be hours contained in heartbeat. That look of madness in the young Lucien's eyes dimmed as he suddenly realized what he had done. Immediately dropping his weapons and offering a hand, he began to apologize, "Dear God, I'm so sorry Lael. I didn't mean to -" "No, lad. It's quite alright," Lael said with a slight laugh to hide his creeping fear. "It's my own fault for not being able to keep up. Would you like at that, eh? The student standing over the master with a blade at his throat. Spectacular!" A fit of coughing overcame Lael as Lucien helped him up. There was something hidden deep within his pupil, Lael knew that. But what it was would terrify him to his core if he knew right then and there. So he laughed it off instead, denying his own wariness, "Good Lord, boy. You fight a damn demon yourself." ~~~ It was early morning. Tesuto was nowhere in sight, so Lucien decided to train. After all, the nightmares of the night before still plagued him. Reliving his memories with the Tribals were bittersweet more than anything. It had been a few days from his arrival at the Dojo. After the two massacres at the hands of the alleged "Venom" mercenaries (as Ronin called them), he already had his hands full in this strange new place. So what better an exercise than training to keep his mind in order? Beneath the shade of a large tree he began to spar an imaginary opponent, whirling back in a deadly tornado of faux gunshots and slashes into the air. Any onlooker wouldn't see the single tear falling down his face as he remembered the exact same moves his mentor taught him, soon lost within the many beads of sweat. [spoiler]Closed to Pants, open to critique.[/spoiler]
