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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]
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142 Replies[b][i]Guardian Down...[/i][/b] [b][i]Woods surrounding the Dojo, early morning[/i][/b] [b][i]through the forest a man freckled, clad in armour that looked like plate and robes from a far futures time. He was exhausted, starving and thirsty, walking for about a week and a half without finding anyone. A gun was on his hip and back, his helmet covering his face as a ghost, it's colour still freshly white, appearing next to him. He kept walking, beginning to pass out. Black encroached around his vision, his legs began to give out from under him, his body beginning to feel weak and tired.[/i][/b] [b][i]After a bit, he saw something. Civilization. He smiled widely under his helmet. He attempted to make his way to the town, before his legs have out, the only thing he heard before his vision went black is his ghost shouting to anything and anyone who could hear him.[/i][/b] Ghost: "GUARDIAN DOWN!" [spoiler]open, preferably to guardians[/spoiler]
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49 Replies[i][u]Cyber-Arena: Reborn. [/u] Dojo VR Arena, Dojo. 12.00PM. [/i] [i]"Ladies and gentlemen, mentally disabled people of all ages, this is the fight you haven't been asking for but its the one you're getting!" The arena was alive with spectators, not just robots but actual people tuning in to watch their nightly entertainment on television and VR headset. The fight was to be simple; A one-versus-one battle in an arena, randomly selected by the announcer but with a twist to let its geometry favour both sides of the battle. Two would enter, one would die and their corpse would fade to black. There were no holds barred in the arena, with the exception of a few items that were deemed too powerful to be carried into the battlefield. "On one side, everyone's favourite cowboy. The one, the only, the painfully generic asshole that owes me money, John 'JT' Truman!" The fighter digitally appeared in the arena, fizzling in and out of existence for a second as if in some eighties retro sci-if movie. If JT was entering an arena for combat, he would at least try to bring some sweet memories of home to make his battle as enjoyable as possible. He stood tall, clad in a full suit of olive green NWH Combat Armour at a colossal eight feet tall, with all the weapons on his person making him seem like an even larger mammoth than he already was. His hands were not idle as he carried the twin G11 Chainsaw LMGs he always carries in fixed bipods at his hips, with the auto-targeting feature already activated and scanning for his opponent. His hands carried a pair of blades. Each red feet long and looking like knives for the fighter but they were laced with poison and flame. The blades of an old fight, one he would spare. His hips carried an assortment of things - Lasso with graphite all along it, a twin set of .50 A&E custom revolvers painted to look like basic Smith and Wesson's, and a series of grenades lining the belt of the cowboy all made him look like a tough fight. And so he waited for his opponent. [/i] [spoiler]Open to all. No interfering in other reply chains. [/spoiler]
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40 Replies[b]A Familiar Face? Outskirts of Dojoville 9:21 PM[/b] [quote] "I'll be there for you, always." "Always?" "I promise."[/quote] He awoke to those words, the voice ringing in his ears. The boy looked around, before his eyes fell upon a puddle of water, and he stood up to look at the reflection given him. White fur....blue eyes, short horns an inch in length, scars on his neck, fangs protruding from his snout, and that mark, A-007. After rubbing it to try to force it off (to no avail), the child looked around. In all fairness, if it werent for the pawpads on his hands, and paws for his feet, he would've easily passes for a goat. He hoped he didn't draw too much attention, but those thoughts were erased as he felt the stabbing and burning pains on his side and belly. The kid looked over himself, the hospital gown covering him, and the slashes and gouges in the garment, stained with blood over the wounds. After unfolding the lone pocket knife and looking around, the boy sighed. He didn't know where he was, just that he was under a tree, near water, and near a city. Cities were dangerous. He knew he looked...odd. Odd drew attention, attention was bad. So, he sat back down under the tree, and sighed. [spoiler]open, meet the kid that kicked off my undertale characters[/spoiler]
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[u]Paranoid[/u] It seemed not only Tibia and the man that helped scare off the AS-7 were the ones to see the twisted monster. A stray news reporter must have been overlooking the situation and in a few days time, the creature was plastered all over the news. [i]strange monster attacks young woman and man at night[/i] was what the article said. It went on to mention if one hears disturbing music being sung to call emergency services and find somewhere safe. It wasn't too long after the report Ama became increasingly elusive. Even when she was out and about she always seemed to be looking over her shoulder and keeping an eye out for something. It was without a doubt, odd for a monster to shake someone like her up. It almost seemed more about the fact the monster showed up rather than the monster itself. Cameras seemed to cause her more distress now even leading to her threatening people who tried to take her picture. What could cause so much stress to create such a change in behavior? [spoiler]Open. Not making the full blown plot yet but I like to at little bits here and there.[/spoiler]
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1 Reply「This format is for when I break character so I'm going to ask, what did I miss. I was banned for a while. I done -blam!-ed up but I'm back. Most of you probably don't remember me.」
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91 RepliesEdited by Haknir: 7/27/2017 9:11:29 PM[b][u]Chapter 4- To the Stars 5:00 PM Lower tatakai orbit[/u][/b] https://youtu.be/iCEDfZgDPS8 [i]Osprey got into his starship and turned it on. The engines on the back roared and he started to take off. Flames burned out of the jets and his shipped ascended into the air along with a few others. They flew vertically until they eventually escaped into the void of space. From there, the stars were brighter and everything was quieter. In the distance, they could see lights beaming in all directions and ships flying around. Osprey got on the comms and alerted the others what was going on.[/i] "The enemy Peregrine is taking our mothership! Get on your guns and let's clear em out." [i]As they got closer, Osprey readied the double machine gun on the top of his ship.[/i] [spoiler]Open for space group, if you don't have your own ship, you are in Osprey's ship using his gun.[/spoiler]
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Hey I'm back. I just got unbanned.
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10 RepliesOkay guys, I have a serious question. Do you think it's fair that Roy gets to use over 10 characters for the same mission on the same plot, along with 3 or four other people? Like, dude. What the hell?
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113 RepliesEdited by NightBloomsFell: 7/23/2017 5:56:48 PM[b]UFO and Dangerous E.T. Sightings[/b] [u]Time: midnight[/u] [i]It seemed like a peaceful night out everything was calm as the moonlight shining down on the dojo. Everyone was asleep at this hour except for the few night owls that were still awake. However something was observing them all. Hovering above several cities and towns in the nearby area. Are several cloaked and hi-tech UFOs watching for something but what is unclear as they hovered silently above. The beings inside the ships all of them speak in a language unknown to humans. But they are large ugly brutes. They have sickly yellowish grey skin that were covered in warts and generally very hideous to look at. As they stood at a good 8' feet tall with a very muscular build. They seem to be waiting for something as one the bigger ones clearly the one in charge barked unknown orders at the others. "ji... ghar.. detji.. kjio.. nxi.."it says With that they depart leaving the room before all them answered in unison. "XET.. GUJEA!!"they answer. [/i] [b]several hours later..[/b] [i]On the surface no one has a clue whats about to happen. But suddenly strange looking greenish lights are seen dropping down landing in several locations producing a loud thuds as several strange beings are now seen standing where they were dropped. Near one the landing spot was Akiko who damn near fell off the roof as she looked up at the stars. She sees the strange beings instantly she knows she got to alert someone as she scrambles off the roof with great haste. But in her haste she ran into one that was lurking in the courtyard. It seeing her charges trying to catch her but it's too slow. But its still after her chasing after her screaming at her in a unknown language as it's led through the housing area. [/i] "RYEL... YERW.. PLHUI.. DWEM!!! [i]Akiko is still running as it suddenly managed to catch her by yanking up a light post at throwing her. It hits her legs knocking her down and causing a bad gash. Which ends up making her scream in pain loud enough to wake up anyone in ear shot. Akiko starts yelling when it grabs her by the leg letting anyone know that they were in great danger.[/i] "WE'RE UNDER ATTTACK!!!"Akiko screams [i]soon more screams join her's raising the alarm everywhere.[/i] [spoiler]open as hell[/spoiler] [spoiler]dont care if you kill the aliens.[/spoiler]
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17 RepliesNow this thread's an int'resting read. Someone mind explaining?
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2 RepliesEdited by The WORLD1897: 7/27/2017 2:26:34 AM[u]Late Night Drive[/u] [i]Tatakai Mountains, Midnight[/i] Headlights illuminated lush and rocky surroundings as a 1973 Chevy Malibu sped across the uneven terrain, leaving dust in its wake. The man behind the wheel, known only as Driver, calmly sat, racing gloves on as he navigated the densely foliaged mountain range. He put a toothpick in his mouth, turning on the radio. [spoiler] Open Song: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TEFKZ-7x7xU [/spoiler]
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5 RepliesWhy is it I still see this post even though I hide it?
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57 RepliesEdited by Haknir: 7/27/2017 8:56:01 PM[b][i]Chapter 2- The foothills 7:00 PM Near the snowbound village[/i][/b] https://youtu.be/YahLsNN0qkM [i]After a long hike up the mountain, the group that would help the snowbound village found the same village. It was high up on a flatter part of the mountain. All around were small cabins where people lived. Outside to greet them was Nivis, the leader of the village. He wore his light coat as it was still a bit cold up on the mountain. He also had his mask over his face. Once the group got closer, he pulled it down so they could see his face. He had a slightly pale face and a dark beard. The plan was for the group to go down the mountain to the foothills where Vespertilio's army was marching from. They would scout the area and figure out what their enemy was using for their weapons and soldiers. Nivis was open for questions.[/i] [spoiler]Open for mountain group[/spoiler]
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144 RepliesEdited by Haknir: 7/27/2017 8:57:24 PM[b][u]Chapter 3- On the waves 5:30 PM Eastern coast off of dojoville[/u][/b] https://youtu.be/63qEt9OyoUw [i]The giant ships of Viperfish broke the waves as they moved. The two in front were smaller and less advanced, but carried smaller vehicles on them, the larger one in the back was a massive battleship. Heavily armored and covered with various weapons. They became stationary just a few miles out from the coast. The ship that the group on the ocean would be using was similar to the first two the enemy had, leaving the group very underprepared. Cornelia led them on a skiff to the ship they owned. While they coursed through the waters, Cornelia addressed her associates. [/i] "The enemy has already prepared their weapons and planes. They will be attacking us already by the time we get on the boat, so be ready." [i]As they drew closer, they heard engines of jets and gunfire from above. The group was in the shadow of the carrier as they boarded it. Once they reached the ship, they saw dozens of men below deck running around and grabbing weapons to defend themselves with.[/i] [spoiler]open for the ocean group.[/spoiler]
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93 RepliesEdited by Haknir: 7/27/2017 8:55:28 PM[b][u]Chapter 1- Overstepping Boundaries 6:00 pm Dojoville[/u][/b] https://youtu.be/50WfXIB9-sE [i]Shortly after Anguineus reached the surface of Tatakai, his men began to flood through the forests. They took a sizable portion of land and continued moving unhindered. After the meeting about Anguineus and his campaign, Fulmen led the members that would go with him into the woods outside. Fulmen looked down at dojoville and saw commotion erupting from the streets. At a closer inspection, he could see it was viperfish troops entering Dojoville. They ran about, terrorizing civilians and setting up equipment on houses.[/i] "Looks like viperfish has become a little greedy, they're trying to take dojoville. We need to stop them, now!" [i]Fulmen said while getting his gear ready. He motioned for the others to follow him. They ran down the mountain into the chaos of dojoville. Viperfish struck earlier and and farther than anyone would've thought. [/i] [spoiler]open to the woods group.[/spoiler]
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19 RepliesIs it just me, or are there A TON of Guardian characters appearing in this thread lately?
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18 Replies[i]customer service[/i] Cravis was strolling down the 1984-style non-obliterated dojoville. He seemed to be talking with someone on a comms device, by virtue of the fact he was having a conversation with thin air and wasn't in a mental asylum. "What? I'm [i]so sorry you didn't notice,[/i] but the fact that no one knows who you are [i]doesn't[/i] stop them from noticing you when you [i]shoot down their jumpship.[/i] I apologise [i]most sincerely.[/i]" Cravis turned down a narrow allyway, as to not be heard. He looked frustrated, if one couldn't notice that from the voice dripping with enough sarcasm to give the entire population of Asia an existential crisis. "Look, the virus worked. There are now no records of you in the entire tower database, save for those you just created with that blunder." Cravis paused for a second, and somehow broke the laws of physics to look yet more frustrated than his already was. "No, I don't count unconfirmed reports, unattributed reports, and chaotic mentions. You are a ghost. You never existed, you never will exist. ... What?! No! I wasn't insinuating anything! Anyway. Did the cloak work? ... Good. Did the virus work? ... I thought so. Did the comm link work? ... Because that's what they SAID. In the REPORT. ... No, I don't care. ... No, I wasn't joking." [spoiler]open, hopefully a guardian character[/spoiler]
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Edited by GRUNT OVERLORD: 7/26/2017 3:23:59 PM
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17 RepliesEdited by The WORLD1897: 7/26/2017 2:59:08 AM[i]Intro.[/i] [b]The Dojo, Midnight.[/b] A 1973 Chevy Malibu pulled up to the Dojo gates slowly, the vehicle's high beams illuminating its surroundings. The man behind the steering wheel put a toothpick in his mouth, waiting for the gates to open. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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135 RepliesEdited by Splashback77: 7/25/2017 4:54:21 AM[b][u]Dusk for Hire[/u][/b] [i]20:19, Alley in Dojoville[/i] A Huntress whipped through the alleyway at an inhuman speed. She was wearing a full set of KD Bogatyr armor, with Bittersteel as her shader. She appeared to be chasing two bandits. Within seconds, both bandits were dead, and she took their money. She dashed towards a bar. She entered the bar, her Last Word gleaming at her waist. The Huntress took a seat at the bar, taking off her helmet, revealing her face. She had golden-brown, long hair, kept in a single braid, and unnerving green eyes. She requested a shot of fireball whiskey. [spoiler]Open, for merc recruitment, or interaction.[/spoiler]
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...*lurking*...
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49 RepliesEdited by Crrowly: 7/25/2017 1:29:28 AM[b][u]Dojo Courtyard B3 0843 hours[/u][/b] The crack of thunder and flash of lightning occurred simultaneously, illuminating the dojo's courtyard momentarily. Aside from the illumination provided by the lightning strike, everything was made dark by the heavy storm clouds and pouring rain. But there was indeed a lightning strike, which shined light upon [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/229332637/0/0/1]Caye[/url], wearing her full set of armor. The armor was gunmetal gray in color, carbon fiber in material, and designed to have the appearance of a dragon. The helmet itself was sleek and polished, not dented in the slightest; whether that was because she had never seen a battle or because she had never bene hit hard enough in battle to show dents, was a mystery. The dragon knight was fully armed with weaponry; placed diagonally on her back, a six foot long spear, its spearhead a mechanical one–it looked as though it was capable of transforming into... something. Hung but not sheathed at her left side was a black scimitar, about three feet in length. Its pommel was the barrel of a gun, and while the trigger was difficult to see, it was on the grip of the sword. And finally, wielded in her right hand–and only her right hand, with the tip of its blade jammed into the ground–was a greatsword, 5'6" total in length. The greatsword was a rather large one, its blade thick and black and rather devastating in appearance. Its pommel, too, was a barrel, and this grip, too, had a trigger. The dragon knight simply stood in the center of the courtyard in wait, until footsteps that no normal person could hear above the pouring rainfall would cause her to hoist her greatsword up, placing the blade on her armor's shoulder.[spoiler]Open for a fight, or interaction if you absolutely must.[/spoiler]
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1 ReplyEdited by Stitch: 7/26/2017 4:27:25 AM[spoiler]WIP[/spoiler] The sky was clear and blue, the sun beating down with incredible heat as a young man walked into an old, abandoned place of worship. The weak breeze rustled his cloak as he walked through, a small floating orb following him as he went. "What do you think about this place?" The young man said to the orb, which instantly replied with the voice of a female that could easily be mistaken as that of a normal human. "Ancient. Hundreds of millions of years. It seems to be where the natives worshipped...that." The orb floated up the the statue of a strange woman in the cemter of the room. It was covered in layers of sand and dust, but underneath the man could make out a small glimmer. "Is it metal?" "Yes, but it's somehow unknown to my database." "That means it's rare which means I can afford my rent for the first time in months." "I don't know. The readings I'm getting have a strange patter-" "Oh shut up." The man began to wipe away the sand and dust, revealing a weird black metal underneath. The orb refused to be quiet. "No! I'm trying to tell you it mi-" "What? Be a trap? I ca-" "Might be alive." "Wait, what?" The man backed off from the statue and looked up at his companion with a raised brow, unsure if he heard right. "Seriously?! How?!" The orb started to whirl around and scan the statue with a blue light. "It at least has a soul." "Sh*t." He facepalmed and sighed before sitting down on a still functional bench nearby. He mumbled to himself with annoyance clear in his voice. "It's against the law to sell something with a soul..." "I guess your rent will go unpaid again. I wonder how much longer until Mr. Gratcher just kicks you out like he should've a long time ago." "I don't need that right now, Athena. What am I supposed to do? Call the authorities and have them take everything? I can't lose another cache." He looked back up at the statue, observing the being with confusion. He needed to make a decision and quick. If he thought for too long he'd overthink it and nothing would get done. He couldn't waste time. The man stood up and began walking back to the statue, pulling his hood over his face more to try and hide his shame for what he was about to do. Athena, his AI companion called out to him, following him closely as he went. "No! You're going to try and awaken it, aren't you?! That's a clear vio-" He simply pushed the orb to the side and kept walking, Athena remained quiet because she knew nothing she could say would stop him. The man stood up on the marble platform the statue was on so he was on even ground with it. He noticed the woman was around his height, 1.8 m, surprisingly. "She looks so perfectly crafted..." He mumbled, brushing his hand against the sand covered, metal cheek. Athena circled around him and the statue. "I think you shouldn't touch her. What if she wakes up or something? What if it's dangerous?" "Oh be quiet. I have a way with woman." "Yeah, you have a way to get slapped by every woman you meet...." "You don't have to be hurtful, Athena." He chuckled while taking his hand away and placing it back at his side. The hand pulled out a weird gun looking device and pointed it at the statue. "I wonder if this'll work..." The gun made a whirling noise before firing a blue beam at the statue's head. The blueness flowed from the point of contact, slowly turning the whole figure blue. Suddenly the eyes of the statue opened. "GAH!" The man fell back in surprise, falling off the platform and crashing his back down onto the sand below which managed to cushion his fall slightly. Athena floated back, rising in altitude to stay safe. "Oh no...please be nice."
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50 Replies[b][u]Slight Return[/u][/b] [spoiler]It's been a little over half a year since I last did RP, so my writing could be a little rough. During that time, [i]Codename MRTR[/i]/[i]A Human Being[/i] has been taking care of most of my RP characters during my absence (Reese, Clara, Wyatt, etc.), so here's a little thanks for making sure they don't die out. Anyway, this is open, and please provide some information--directly through spoilers or indirectly through character interaction--on both your characters and significant events that happened in Dojo RP while I was gone. Thanks.[/spoiler] [i]Location: a small bar, Dojoville Time: 7:30 pm, Saturday[/i] It was a busy night for the Bamboo Barrel bar. As night began to settle in over Dojoville, the bar began to fill with wanderers, travelers, warriors, and other unique characters. Smoke began to rise from the long wooden pipes of old friends as they sat thoughtfully and nostalgically at round tables, talking of old times and memories of the near or distant past. Ale, wine, brandy, and whiskey streamed increasingly from wooden barrels as comrade warriors and soldiers laughed and shouted in celebration or glee. Merchants and travelers of all trades and origins sat along the sides of the bar, discussing matters of profit and smuggling. At the front bar table sat a tall, slender man in a black coat, who was looking in thought and concentration at the table as if there was an invisible object. He was in his casual attire. A man of Latino origin, he had dark brown hair and dark-tan skin, and had some facial hair that formed a mustache and a very faint beard. Inside of his black jacket, he held all sorts of gadgetry and weaponry at hand, just in case he had to use them; hidden on his left side were his pair of returning throwing knives with buzzing saws, and on his right was a rifle that could convert between sniper- and scout-mode, armed with either metal or electric rounds at will. On his wrists were two sets of gauntlets that held the main bulk of his software utilities as well as a nifty pair of electric shotgun rounds. His right hand on a small glass of scotch, he stared into his glass as he watched its liquid ripple in response to the vibrations made on the other end of the bar table, where soldiers slammed its worn wood in a banter. The room became louder, and it was becoming harder to think without distraction. In a half-awkward manner, the man with the glass sighed, then took a small sip of his scotch. This man was Reese Juarez. "Everything is fine," he said, as if in a third-person perspective. "I shouldn't be worried about anything, but I am anyway. After years of running from the SHG and having our homes like the one we had at the Gydaton planet colony blown to smithereens constantly, my daughter Clara and I had finally found a safe and secure home in Dojoville and the Dojo itself. Clara, despite her...differences and limitations, has already become a successful biochemist, and had already made close friends and even found love with Wyatt--who, despite his former affiliation with the SHG, had proven time and time again to be a valuable friend and a good man; if it was anyone that deserved Clara, it would be him. I had found myself a well-paying occupation as a mechanical engineer and weapon designer, as well as a small yet comfortable home that sits at a nice view of the Dojoville valley; I can sit on my front [u]porch[/u] and watch the sun rise or set about the horizon at sea. I have a personal A.I. that I built--Wilson--to keep me company when no one else is home, and he keeps great watch over the house and loved ones while I'm gone; he's always been a great friend and one that I can count on. Amongst all that, Cyan..." Reese stopped for a bit and smiled, then continued "...is finally mine. It's hard to believe that I'm in a relationship with such an extraordinary and beautiful woman; it's...incredible. A beautiful girlfriend, a successful and close daughter who's still alive after all we've been through, a nice home, well-paying job...all that. I shouldn't be worried, but I am. Everything seems to settle in and finally rest when it begins to fall apart again and again. All of these recent events have made the best--" Reese gesticulated with his hands. "--'phase' of my life, and I don't want it to fall apart. It almost always happens. Additionally, I haven't heard anything from Mortar in months, not even a single letter or anything about him from Cyan. It's all unsettlingly calm and peaceful, and everything seems to be going...great, like as if it's all some peaceful buildup to some sort of disaster in a work of fiction. As it is, it probably sounds like I threw a whole wall of random words at you, but you get what I mean, right?" Reese looked up toward the bartender, who was an android that was currently cleaning the inside of an empty glass. It froze as Reese looked at him, looked slowly to its left, then back at Reese. After a few moments, the android went back to cleaning, making digital whistling noises as it did. Subsequently, Reese sighed and took another small sip of his scotch. A few minutes afterward, you take the seat left of Reese and order a drink, taking a glance at the scene about you. Then, Reese hesitantly turns to you: "Oh, uh...hey! Going good?" [spoiler]Open Please provide some information--directly through spoilers or indirectly through character interaction--on both your characters and significant events that happened in Dojo RP while I was gone.[/spoiler]
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2 RepliesEdited by Wheatley: 7/25/2017 3:45:35 AMI guess I didn't really have to introduce him after all.
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22 Replies[b][u]Where the fuсk is my arm? Dojo clinic, 1 am 3 months after the Kalahan incident[/u][/b] Vance awoke on one of the many beds within the Dojo clinic. His left arm was completely severed, not bandaged due to the fact that it was cauterized. He turned his head to examine what had occurred to him during his coma. Seeing the lost limb, he let out a groan. He slowly sat up in the bed, brushing his long, uncombed jet black hair out of his forehead and green eyes. He examined his fair skin, searching for any other things of note; nothing much, really. He then looked around the clinic, searching for anybody who might know where the fuсk he was and what was going on.[spoiler]Open, shitty short post.[/spoiler]
