JavaScript is required to use Bungie.net

OffTopic

Surf a Flood of random discussion.
originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Inflatablepants: 1/25/2018 4:22:10 AM
2786

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. [/spoiler] [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). [/spoiler] [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 [/spoiler] [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! [/spoiler] [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. [/spoiler] [b][I]World Creation(Getting started at the Dojo starts here)[/i][/b] [spoiler] 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 [/spoiler] [b][i]The Dojo[/i][/b] [spoiler] 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. [/spoiler] [b][i]The World of Tatakai[/i][/b] [spoiler] 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 [/spoiler] [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 [/spoiler] [b]The OP(Inflatablepants) is on hiatus. If you have any questions please refer to the following people:[/b] [spoiler]Cobalt Pheonix: CobaltPHNX Royal: JustAStranger Caz: PoisonousBerry Tubbs:Bler (Tubbs is not actually an admin, but he has been here long enough and is like an ever existing presence. Kinda weird.)[/spoiler]
English
#Offtopic

Posting in language:

 

Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

  • [quote][u][i][b]Epilogue Party[/b][/i][/u][/quote] In the main courtyard (too lazy to look at actual names) a bunch of lights, a lit up dance floor, and an open bar were set up. Near the dance floor was [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ab/08/56/ab08569b29cdf2776073ba00410cd628.jpg]Charlie[/url] with a Daft Punk like helmet on as he Dj'd. Of course, he only played the cooliest of music as he head-banged to the beat perfectly. A fully healed [url=http://pre03.deviantart.net/9aa2/th/pre/i/2015/318/4/b/aeolian_dance_by_wlop-d9gmgvl.jpg]Isorropia[/url] was dancing on the dance floor with [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/aa/82/76/aa8276c51757903b11e8b21e9c8d384f.jpg]Charlotte[/url](Isorropia in the attire in the picture and Charlotte wearing a rather revealing black dress). Both were having an amazing time as they showed that they both had experience dancing in this type of environment. At times Charlotte's dancing did get...questionably overly sexual. Hanging off to the side was a shy Artemis wearing a beautiful purple dress. She had her hair put up in a pony tail and had some lovely perfume on. [url=http://pngimg.com/upload/businessman_PNG6580.png]Chuck[/url] was at the open bar on his 50th drink. He was trying to make it seem like he was happy, but it was obvious he was extremely upset. [spoiler]Open. Speak to whoever. Walk around and speak to everyone, idk.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Here's some party music if ya need it to set the mood. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYIeXe5xQQs[/spoiler]

    Posting in language:

     

    Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

    755 Replies
    • [spoiler]No one wants to RP with me, I am saed[/spoiler]

      Posting in language:

       

      Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

      6 Replies
      • [b][i][u]Hard Times and Holidays[/u][/i][/b] The snow was falling, dusting the dojo a pleasant white. People were wandering around enjoying the holiday seasons, sharing time with friends and lived ones, or simply walking around the snowy dojo. Cannon sat on the ramp of his ship, helmet in hand, and sighed. [i]Well, this isn't your finest moment.[/i] He traces a finger across the scarred face plate of his helmet, puffing a breath of steam in the cold air. It had been a few days since the party and his... Unfortunate conversation with Isorropia. He'd wait for her, just like he'd promised, but in the meantime it still hurt. He leaned back against the ship and gazed up, watching the snowflakes drift lazily down in an attempt to distract himself from his own mind.

        Posting in language:

         

        Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

        105 Replies
        • [u]Judgment Day[/u] [b]It was time. Sans and Asgore had reached the Dojo to see Alpha, the murderer of Asgore's son. It wasn't Alpha's fault, no, but they both needed someone to blame... Someone to punish. And that someone was just in the other side of these walls.[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

          Posting in language:

           

          Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

          22 Replies
          • *sighs*

            Posting in language:

             

            Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

            3 Replies
            • [u]to hug or not to hug [/u] [i]lola is pretty much wandering around the dojo just taking a walk mind her own business. After a while she find a bench and sits down then pulls out a book. As she reads she completely lets her guard down. She not paying any attention as becomes more engrossed in the book she reading.[/i] [spoiler]open just try it i dare you XD[/spoiler]

              Posting in language:

               

              Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

              40 Replies
              • [b]Garin stood outside the Dojo gates, patrolling the perimeter when he hears a twig snap.[/b] Oh. It's you. [spoiler]You're the twig snapper.[/spoiler]

                Posting in language:

                 

                Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                7 Replies
                • Edited by NightBloomsFell: 12/6/2016 3:22:25 AM
                  [u]snow[/u] [i]mia is looking at out the window and it was snowing outside of her house in the woods. A lot of her pet spiders have went into hibernation cause its way too cold for them. So it was just her and her roommate Sylvie who was sleeping at the moment. But mia love winter it was peaceful and quiet. She sighed as she sat back down on her couch looking at the fire in the fireplace as it slowly crackled a bit as the logs in the fireplace slowly burned. She was perfectly content to stay inside in weather like this. After a while Sylvie wake up and walks out her room she happens to glance out the window. She shocked by what she sees cause she never seen snow before. [/i] "Mia what's with all of the white stuff outside?"asks Sylvie "That's snow"says mia "What's snow?"asks Sylvie "Snow is frozen water"says mia [i]Sylvie just spends the next two hours staring out the window looking at the snow. Mia chuckles as she watches her look out the window at the snow. [/i] [spoiler]open for interaction[/spoiler]

                  Posting in language:

                   

                  Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                • As December kicked off, decorations seemed to have been put up just about everywhere around the Dojo. Nothing too crazy, just simple lights, wreaths, and other festive things. The decorations seem to have been put up overnight, as they weren't there yesterday. The sound of a wooden ladder being moved across cobblestone could be heard in a secondary courtyard. Snow was stepping up the ladder and finishing the decorations, trying to string up some lights on a lamppost. She finished with a gleeful smile and clapped her hands. "The entire Dojo, decked out for the holidays in a single night!" she clapped a few times, excited at the accomplishment. She figured there might be a few others who could do it in a day, maybe less, but still. She climbed down the ladder and stacked up a few empty boxes. She was planning on going to the Starbucks and getting some coffee before returning to store the boxes again. She planned on heading to the shooting range afterwards to continue practicing her aim and follow-through. ((Open to interaction))

                  Posting in language:

                   

                  Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                  49 Replies
                  • [b]Them dang critters...[/b] [u]Some random bakery in Dojoville[/u] Twas an averagely-peaceful day in Dojoville for once. Up until some loud crashing could be heard and an angry baker runs out of his shop waving a frying pan. He was chasing a large, orange, furry blur that stumbled through the large crowd of people with an entire loaf of bread in its maw. The fat old baker couldnt keep up and gave up, as he could always make more bread. [i]Woods near Dojoville[/i] The large orange-ish brown blur was a werefox. He was on all fours and appeared to be 5'6" until he stood, revealing he was a tall-ish 7'9". He held onto a tree for support with one hand-paw and took the bread out of his mouth with the other, catching his breath. He started ripping up the bread and dropping it down a small hole for some reason.

                    Posting in language:

                     

                    Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                    111 Replies
                    • Edited by Inflatablepants: 12/2/2016 9:15:11 PM
                      [b][u]PREPARATIONS [/u][/b] "Alright! So, your champion of this tournament has been named! He is JJ! But, he is not the best! Not yet anyway! First....he must beat the Previous champion! ZANE! Let's take a little look at our contestants shall we? JJ! While he's fought hard, let's be real, he's had a little more than [i]luck[/i] on his side. Either way! He's done this tournament as fair as anyone could against a dude with meteors for hands! Let's look at his fight shall we? For his first fight, JJ went toe to toe with Sawyer! Who uh....kind of just disappeared. Won't be the last time! Then he went up against Nathanial! That was one hell of a fight! And if he didn't kill Nathanial, he probably would have gotten more penetrated then your mom on thanksgiving! THEN, he went up against Cannon! Another fantastical fight in an old western village! After a shit ton of explosions, he gave that bobba Fett rip off a run for his money! So! Now he was in the championship fights! Where another person quit on him! That's...*sigh*...great. In the end, he fought JJ for his title as Champion on one of the finest crafted pieces of bullshit I've ever seen! HAZAA! And now...for his competition...." The deity cleared his throat. But obviously, it was on purpose. "The slayer of Majora, the former commander of an alternate dimension, The Saviour of Twilight and YOUR champion...ZANE! I'd roast the shit out of him. But last time I put him in a tight spot the world almost ended. Then a big ass plot that went on for ages happened. We don't won't THAT happening again! SO! Without further ado! The fight will commence tomorrow, at Noon central time! Fighters! Research your opponent! For this will be a fight of the ages!(and if it's not then this tourney was actually terrible)YES! Indeed! A fight for the ages!" [spoiler]JJ, Zane. As stated above your fight is tomorrow at noon central time. You will be expected to reply rather frequently to keep the fight moving unlike a majority of the fights in the tournament. If you have to leave(or if you are just at school and can't reply) make sure to let your opponent and myself know. This fight will have no limit, nor will it have a time limit. You will fight until the other lies dead or has submitted. More details will be released about the fight tomorrow.[/spoiler]

                      Posting in language:

                       

                      Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                      2 Replies
                      • 0
                        [i]"O lord Raidriar...destroyer of worlds, slayer of man...legendary warrior, manipulator of the Hellwind... Grant me strength, strength most rewarding, for when the time cometh for the shedding of the blood of your enemies...know that I will be there, to shed said blood... Amen, and glory to Raidriar. Amen. And glory to Raidriar."[/i] [i][u]-Spoken by Marcia[/u][/i] [u]5:31 PM, Dojo[/u] [u]A random courtyard...[/u] [i]Rain pounded upon the earth of Tatakai as lightning flashed upon the grey skies, thunder booming in the distance as the trees within the Dojo's thick stone walls waved, pulled by the strength of the wind in its wild state. As nature let loose her wrath through the form of pounding rain and thrashing winds, one girl simply stood out in the middle of the chaotic weather, staring up at the grey skies themselves.[/i] [i]Standing at a short height of five foot six, the girl was terribly thin and frail looking, although she was not malnourished. She couldn't have been any older than eighteen or nineteen, with light olive skin, high cheekbones and an angular, sharp face. Her brunette, short hair flew and waved slightly in the wind, as a smirk formed upon her face. But the most interesting bit was the girl's eyes...[/i] [i]The girl's pupils and irises were completely blue, clouded deeply by the color as if they were oceans, while speckles of brilliant gold could have been seen deeply within where the young woman's pupils were. She seemed blind, really - although that wasn't the case. [/i] [i]Wrapped tightly around the girl's thin body saw a bleach white and ruby red robe, which reached down to her ankles. A bright red hood hung from the back of the robe's neckpiece - although oddly enough, the girl did not cast it upon her head in the downpour. Hiding away the girl's thin hands were a pair of light black leather gloves, while her feet were shielded away by black combat boots.[/i] [i]And upon the girl's back, resting within a deep brown leather sheath, was a claymore-styled greatsword, the golden hilt which was wrapped with black leather seen through its own sheath. A short sword hung tightly at her waist, the blade of the weapon hidden away by its own sheath in a similar fashion to the claymore.[/i] [i]As the raging storm carried onwards, Marcia remained outside, frost and deep blue magic beginning to swirl around her thin, frail body. Clearly, she was waiting for someone or something - whether that be a simple conversation, or combat.[/i] (Open to all. Talk, combat...whatever XD.)

                        Posting in language:

                         

                        Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                        120 Replies
                        • [b][i][u]Veterans of War[/u][/i][/b] Cannon wanders into the nearby bar, taking a seat on the stool and ordering his drink. The bartender slides him a pint of Mandalorian black ale and he slowly removes his helmet, careful to stick to the shadows in order to at least slightly hide his face. Glancing around, he searches the bar for any familiar faces. [spoiler]Open for any characters that are military and/or war vets.[/spoiler]

                          Posting in language:

                           

                          Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                          201 Replies
                          • [u]_I don't need anyone else do to do this for me•[/u] At mid day, approximately 12:00 PM, Banshii was just outside the Dojo analyzing six different tools in front of him. He spent a good amount of time looking at each one before moving onto the next making absolutely sure he knew what each tool was and what it is used for. "I have 10 minutes to do this. Calculations say I can finish this in a minimum of 9 minutes...This better work..." He tilted his head forward as the back of his head opened, the black plates moving to eject a small blue board from the back of his head. Banshii grabbed it, and began to work hastily on it, hands moving unnaturally fast. He was a machine, after all. 9 minutes and 30 seconds later he almost finished until he dropped a tool, and he went to grab it but the board fell too as the timer hit 10 minutes. He froze in place and his eyes went dark, he had shut down until the board was put back into place. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

                            Posting in language:

                             

                            Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                            52 Replies
                            • [b][i][u]The Crew[/u][/i][/b] https://m.imgur.com/uypXUM6 [b]There was booming, like thunder as a new ship entered the planets orbit, headed for the dojo. [/b] "[i]Approaching Dojo now. "[/i] [u]"Yes Nova. We can all see that."[/u] "Play nice you two. We don't want to get into any trouble now do we?" [i][u]"I don't think we do, sir."[/u][/i] "Just call me Capin doc. No need for formalities like sir." [i][u]"Sure thing, Cap."[/u][/i] [b]The Captain sighs as the shop hovers just outside the gates of the dojo, the Captain speaking over the comms [/b] "This is Captain Allister, requesting permission to land"

                              Posting in language:

                               

                              Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                              68 Replies
                              • [b][u]THE CHAMPION OF THE FIERCE DEITY TOURNAMENT! [/u][/b] After the fighting was halted, due to the clock ticking like the life force of those who fought in the arena, fire works shot from the walls and into the dim late fall sky. The people soon hushed in suspense. Then, the deity got on the mic. "*ahem!* Well you two! Looks like you've been really going at it! I mean, meteors for hands and all. That's cool. That's cool. ANY WAYS. It seems the judges have come to a decision for you little fun vendetta! And that victor is.... DRUM ROLL please!" The arena remained quiet. "Where the fu-TESUTO! WHERE ARE MY GOD DAMN DRUMS?!" "You hired flutists, not drummers." "FLUTISTS?! WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!" "You seemed to be more intrigued with the bottle in you hand rather then planning at the time...." "Oh.... hehe. SO! NO DRUM ROLL! LETS JUST ANNOUNCE IT! Your victor has fought HARD to get to where he is now! Even though more than a few of his opponents errr...quit. He still fought hard AND well! Your champion...is.... JJ!" The flutists played as gloriously as they could. And the crowds cheered. "Oh! Ya! And we haven't had enough fatalities in this tourney? So uh, JJ? Mind dealing with JT's sim please? Thanks buddy." [spoiler]For JJ. FINISH HIM.[/spoiler]

                                Posting in language:

                                 

                                Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                9 Replies
                                • CHAMPIONSHIP FINALS!!!! "This is it people!!! This fight will determine WHO IS THIS TOURNAMENTS CHAMPION!!!! On your left, you have JJ! Who's lucked out on half his fights because PEOPLE FORFEITED! I AM SO NOT SLIGHTLY ANGRY ABOUT THIS! And then we have JT! Who is actually terrifying. ALRIGHT! Let the ARENA ROLL!" The projector appears in the middle of the arena before being glitched out with static, the emblem of a cobalt phoenix superimposes itself and seemingly burns the simulation around the two warriors. All around them is the empty black void of space, stars and supernovas still visible but light years away putting on a spectacle of cosmic glory. Somehow they didn't die of oxygen depravation. Both stood atop a chunk of asteroid surrounded by more space debris, some being rocks and others being ship wreckage. An icon of an apple falling to the ground, surrounded by a translucent field of sorts floated idly above the large asteroid JJ and JT stood upon - gravitational fields. [b]All asteroids floating around the two had their own gravitational pull zones.[/b] "I HOPE YOU PLAYED SUPER MARIO GALAXY WHEN YOU WERE A KID! BECAUSE SHITS ABOUT TO BECOME DISORIENTING! JT, JJ.... FIGHT!" [spoiler]For JJ and JT[/spoiler]

                                  Posting in language:

                                   

                                  Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                  65 Replies
                                  • [b]A gift from an old friend.[/b] "Now where is it...." [b]Zane searches an old trunk in his room, throwing aside various items.[/b] "Ah ha, Found you!" [b]He pulls out a dull black orb that shimmers on contact. He closes the truck and walks outside, then throws the orb Ono the air.[/b] "Bahamut, I summon thee!" [b]The sky darkens as a portal rips open the sky, and a large black dragon falls from it, landing by Zane. It lets out a powerful roar that echoes across the dojo.[/b] [b][u]Ahhh, It's good to be free of that orb. You have any idea what that's like?[/u][/b] "Not at all old friend, but I actually have a surprise for you." [b][u]Oh, and what would that be?[/u][/b] "I'm releasing you from my service, you are free to explore the world once again." [b]The dragon stretches his wings, creating a large gust of wind.[/b] [b][u]Ah, how kind of you. But what brought this on?[/u][/b] "Ive found my the strength I needed to protect the ones I love." [b][u]Hmm, that's good. Very well, I shall leave you with a gift. Three of my claws and fangs, able to pierce the strongest of armor.[/b][/u] [b]A glow envelopes Bahamut's claws and fangs, then transfer over to Zane, forming claw gauntlets over his hands. [/b] "I thank you old friend, may you find new peace." [b]The dragon nods as it flys off, letting off a final roar as it disappears.[/b] [spoiler]Closed[/spoiler]

                                    Posting in language:

                                     

                                    Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                    3 Replies
                                    • *hops off counter* I'm gay

                                      Posting in language:

                                       

                                      Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                      2 Replies
                                      • Edited by Pamhakat: 12/1/2016 2:19:01 AM
                                        [b]Where did they even come from?[/b] [i]A cave in the glade.[/i] Karishad had just gotten back from taking his sister for a walk around Dojoville. When he walked back into the cave his family was taking refuge in for some time. The cave was lit by a few torches, illuminating the musty air and floor. His younger sister and brother came running up to them excitedly, hugging his legs. His grandmother was resting in the back of the cave on a deer-skin cot. In fact, most of their things seemed to be deerskin... His sisters' wore short dresses made from deerskin, and his brother simply wore a loincloth as most of his fur hasn't grown in yet. He set his one sister down and told them to go play as he started dinner. He went to a different place in the cave and began utilizing the small rations he managed to collect the last time he went hunting. He sighed as he realized he wouldn't have enough for himself... ((Edit: Open.))

                                        Posting in language:

                                         

                                        Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                        85 Replies
                                        • Edited by JealousOrc: 12/1/2016 2:07:35 AM
                                          [b]Smaug and Works are walking around the Shi Desert because that's the only place besides the Dojo I remember the name of, Works with Mikey on his shoulder[/b] [b]Smaug just stops, Works turns[/b] Works- You ok? [b]Smaug just stands there, frozen it seems like[/b] Works- Uhhh, hello? Mikey- SQWUAK!!! [b]Smaug falls backwards and Works rushes over[/b] Works- Smaug! Wake up! [b]he is about to slap Smaug, because he doesn't know CPR or anything but he then falls over on top of Smaug as well[/b] [b]Mikey sits there, confused until he falls over on his side as well[/b] [b]they're all unconscious and a raider comes along and at first thinks they're dead, but he doesn't care and loads their bodies in his buggy anyways[/b] [b]meanwhile, back at the Dojo, Tubbs is also unconscious[/b] [spoiler]open to Tubbs only[/spoiler] [spoiler]so like, you can only respond if you're interacting with Tubbs[/spoiler]

                                          Posting in language:

                                           

                                          Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                          32 Replies
                                          • [u][i][b]That's it, Crossbow's pissed![/b][/i][/u] [b][i]Unknown building in the Dojo Woods, 2250 Hours[/i][/b] [i]The room was dark as Crossbow woke, making it hard to see the multiple people surrounding him. But they were there, waiting for this moment. He tries to get out of the chair he's sitting on, except he cannot, and feels an immense pain in his shoulders and hands, his left shoulder feeling even more pain. Apparently whoever is the leader of these people drilled his hands and shoulders to the chair he is sitting in, and cannot move his arms. As he struggles to get off of the chair, one man, possibly the leader, walks up to Crossbow, taking Cross's hood off to reveal his bleached white skull.[/i] ???: Finally, we have gotten the Satan man! [i]The people around him cheer as they light some large candles around him.[/i] Cross: The... Satan man? [i]The man backhands him, not causing any pain but annoying him greatly.[/i] ???: Satanists like you must be destroyed. You have caused multiple crimes to us, and we will defeat you, in the name of God and Justice! [i]The men cheer once again, chanting "Burn him! Burn him! Burn him!" But to no avail, as Crossbow reaches an anger so foul that something inside him activates. Almost instantly he explodes into a black mass, it appears gaseous, but twitches occasionally as if it were a solid. The men, except for the leader, scatter. Even if the leader runs away it will not work as he is already consumed by the mass. When Crossbow returns to normal, the only remnants of the man are his bones. Crossbow rubs his left shoulder, the people split it when they drilled it. He holds his shoulder as he reaches down with his other hand, pressing the chest of the skeleton. The marrow from the bones flake off and go up his arm. When he lets go two white spots are on where his hands were drilled, and his split shoulder is healed. He leaves the building, running towards the Exiled base.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

                                            Posting in language:

                                             

                                            Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                            226 Replies
                                            • Has someone been disliking the dojo? I saw the dojo at 52 once, now it is at 50.

                                              Posting in language:

                                               

                                              Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                              5 Replies
                                              • 40,000 comments....

                                                Posting in language:

                                                 

                                                Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                                2 Replies
                                                • Flashback Lance hadn't been this happy in a long time. Even though hospitals gave him the creeps..he'd make an exception this time. He was standing by his wife's side, Ava, as she lay on the hospital bed, the sounds of machines beeping in the background as she prepared to give birth to their second child, a boy. It filled Lance with joy, their only one year old daughter, Ashley, in the waiting room with his sister. Two nurses walked about in the room, preparing for the delivery and such, and they were quite prepared when it happened. Lance stood by, his wife's hand in his as she pushed the baby out in a short amount of time, the nurses cutting the baby's umbilical cord while Lance leaned over and kissed Ava, a massive grin on his face as he was now a father to two kids. And that's, when everything went to Hell. The machines that had been beeping steadily now began to beep and blare incessantly, the heart rate monitor sounding like it was going to explode as his wife began to convulse and seize up. Before Lance could react, he was being pulled away by male and female nurses alike, dragged to the door. "Sir, sir you have to leave!" One female said, but Lance heard none of it. All he could hear, was the constant blaring of the machines, words like "haemorrhage" and "eclampsia" and all he could see..was his wife thrashing about. The love of his life.. she was going to die. Lance had no time to think about it, but he'd gotten the same feeling he'd had so many times before. The eerie approaching chill on his spine, the numbness of his thoughts..he was going to lose someone else. Lance fought and shoved through the personnel holding him back, sprinting to Ava's side and grasping her hand as she finally laid still..and her chest gave one final heave as her last breaths left her. Lance did nothing..simply squeezing her hand as Doctor's hands were everywhere, machines beeped but their efforts were futile. "Please..please don't leave me." Lance let out in a strangled cry to his already dead wife. Sobs and cries racked his chest as he let out a scream. A grief and sorrow, rage filled cry that echoed to the heavens, a plea. Why him? Why, must it always be him? ~~~ "Lance, you do know this is futile? You are signing a contract that will-" "Shut up." Lance uttered to the being across from him. To anyone else, Zeran would have them running for the hills. Dressed in an immaculate suit, it complimented his features nicely. His celestial, cosmic..divine features. His [url=https://imgur.com/a/JrnwB] body[/url] was translucent, like perfect glass, and it held..the cosmos. Nebulas, stars, Suns, the entirety of universe seemed to be contained in his form, swirling black holes and shining suns, stars that constantly died out only to be replaced with new ones, he was beautiful. And complex enough to drive someone mad. Zerax said nothing to Lance, simply pushing the piece of black paper with white, swirling script on it across the black table. In fact..everything around them was devoid of color. The floor, walls, ceiling, it was made of a swirling darkness that was contained behind an invisible boundary. They were practically standing in an abyss. "You do know that-" "Yes. I know. And I don't entirely care. She was everything to me." Lance said, the steel of a knife flashing through the air as he sliced open his palm and flicked it, sending his blood spattering across the paper. The writing almost hummed in agreement. "I hope you're aware of what you just signed Lance." "I read the fine print." Lance said dryly, disregarding Zeran's seemingly warning tone. Zeran simply shook his head, almost disappointed. Or..in pity. ~~~~ Present Day; Dojo Lawn. The sprawling hills of the Dojo was kinda nice, if Lance was being honest with himself. It made for a peaceful place to rest and stare at the sky, if you were into that sort of thing. [url=https://imgur.com/a/GyuSi]Lance [/url] lay on the side of one of the rolling hills, without his armor or even his swords. He simply wore a black t-shirt with a breast pocket, a Yin-yang symbol imprinted on the cloth, and black jeans. He wasn't the Ronin right now. Hands laced behind his head, chocolate brown hair tossed over his face..it was a beautiful day. He was a man who wanted to be alone with his thoughts...And so far, he was succeeding. (Open.)

                                                  Posting in language:

                                                   

                                                  Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                                  70 Replies
                                                  • [u]Repast[/u] It was morning at Alpha's house, and it was fairly quiet. He sat on the porch, drinking a cup of coffee and reading his journal, occasionally writing in it as he spent his morning in peace and quiet. Of course, such is not always the case in the dojo, and anything could happen. ((open, bored and I'm tired so excuse the post shorter than trumps incoming presidency))

                                                    Posting in language:

                                                     

                                                    Play nice. Take a minute to review our Code of Conduct before submitting your post. Cancel Edit Create Fireteam Post

                                                    22 Replies
                                                    You are not allowed to view this content.
                                                    ;
                                                    preload icon
                                                    preload icon
                                                    preload icon