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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. [/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]
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  • SOLDIER FINALS PART 2 Suddenly, the entire arena flashes with a bright orange light. And a deafening sound rings through the combatants ears.... As JJ easily makes his way out of he rubble(We are just gunna roll with the bunker only being a tad blown the shit out of. Doesn't matter soon...) and Cannon stands in the destroyed cover. The blinding flash reveals itself to be a massive mushroom cloud in the distance... A nuke just went off on the battelefied. And the shockwave begins to get closer and closer. If one wasn't to get behind some better form of cover fast, they will die. That...or an opponent can use this bomb to their advantage.... [spoiler]Cannon and JJ[/spoiler]

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    • MELEE FINALS "Alright! Our two finalists are DEADLY with their weapons! Unfortunately we didn't see that in the last fight which was BORING AS ALL SHIT. SERIOUSLY COME ON! *ahem.* sorry bout that. Alright! So for this final Melee fight to deem the champion of their class, we have OLIVIA! THE TITAN SLAYER! And BALTHAZAR! THE DUDE WHO USED HIS DEAD ARM TO MURDER SOMEONE!" OLIVIA stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of her stands Balthazar. The holographic projection filled with multiple symbols which change quickly like a slot machine pops up on the centre of the arena. The projection stops on A symbol of a train. Suddenly, the sound of a train fills the arena as the two fighters rise into the air, a train underneath them. The entire arena turns into a cliff side with a train achieving a speed of 150km/hr as it turns sharp around the canyon corners, making it difficult for the contestants to stay on top of the speeding train. On the trains left, the cliff side is always there. However on the fight side, all there is, is a long drop to ones demise. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a picture Of a sword in the centre of an explosion. Both of the contestants weapons begin to be fuelled with energy, and if they were to hit their opponent a small explosion will occur on the victim of the blow. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Steve and Orn[/spoiler]

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      • Soldier Finale "Alright you blood thirsty savages! The time has come to see who is the best soldier here! We got Cannon, who TOTALLY is not a Boba Fett rip off, and JJ! The guy who got his ass handed to him but he STILL managed to win! Good work good work. Just uh...don't expect to be so lucky this time around." JJ stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Cannon. The holographic projection filled with multiple symbols which change quickly like a slot machine pops up on the centre of the arena. The projection stops on a trench. Then, the entire arena became grey. The space between JJ and Cannon became brown and muddy and filled with craters and other holes. Bodies lined the no-man's land as the two men devended into the ground, each in his own trench. Planes flew over head as the two stood in their cover. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. A Mushroom cloud.... No immediate effect takes place. (PM me at 40 replies) The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]JJ and Cannon[/spoiler]

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        • [i]Erin was wandering the Dojo, looking for Royal. He'd almost forgot to be tested. Eventually, he found his chaos energy and wormholed over there[/i] [spoiler]Open to TurkifiedRoy, test[/spoiler]

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          • *a man in a black cloak covering his entire body and a hood over his face is seen in front of the dojo* "I wish to fight one of your lieutenants."

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            • [b]flashes go all throughout the Dojo[/b] [b]like something just flies right past you[/b] [b]all of a sudden multiple various things go missing[/b] [spoiler]closed[/spoiler]

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              • Edited by OfficerWinters: 11/22/2016 7:11:53 PM
                [spoiler]Thus begins Erin's plot[/spoiler] [b]Dojoville[/b] [i]It was a cold winter day in Dojoville, and the snow blew in lightly. Erin was standing on top of the Dojoville broadcasting tower. He had been drawn to Tatakai by its unusual energy readings. The energy readings were fluctuating rapidly now. It was far off in the Tatakai's mountain range, but Erin was in Dojoville to defend it if necessary.[/i] [i]The energy readings were approaching. [/i] [i]Dojoville shook slightly as it appeared. The creature was massive, and it was and elemental, the largest he had ever seen. It took the form of a Demon, and several other elementals came. They flew up and spread across Tatakai[/i] [i]Its the end, Erin thought.[/i] [spoiler]Please add this to the plot schedule, and also open[/spoiler]

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                • [b]Ry walked out of her ship, a little worried. She hadn't seen Beta at all today... Had her worried. Beta always showed up for at least breakfast... She was wearing her usual getup, and set out, looking for Beta.[/b] [spoiler]For the Goat Boy.[/spoiler]

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                  • Edited by BraveKinkajou14: 11/22/2016 12:29:49 AM
                    I'm done. Bye. Cya. I'm out. Have fun. You've successfully ruined an RP for me. I hope you're happy.

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                    • [i]Erin was walking around the Dojo, on his way to train.[/i] "They should really make a map for this place" [i]Erin sighed before eventually finding the Training room. He'd been there several times, but he always found difficulty getting there. He added 25 pound weights on his wrists and legs before beginning to train.[/i]

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                        [i]And so, the Vileblood waited.[/i] [i]The freezing winds covered the land of Tatakai as November settled in, the previously green leaves turning into a crinkled dark brown, falling to the ground as the wind pushed them, where gravity would lead them to the frozen ground. Waiting within one of the courtyards of the Dojo itself, standing in front of Courtyard A2's cherry blossom was a woman, her face pointed calmly towards a list of the names of all members that had fallen. [/i] [i]A gloved hand covered one name in particular. "Daniel", from the looks of it. The woman withdrew the hand, letting out a sigh of what sounded like disappointment. Clad away in a thin dark leather longcoat, white buttoned up shirt and a pair of leather pants, a brown and velvet cape protruded from the left shoulder of the woman's outfit as a handkerchief protruded from her neckpiece. Her laced up leather gloves and dirty black boots had been tightened, a black tricorne hat sitting upon a head of platinum blonde hair tied back in a long ponytail. Both of her crystal blue eyes were locked onto the other names, her thin lips contorting into a frown as she read them quietly.[/i] [i]Sheathed at her side was a satchel containing a large assortment of goods, alongside a decorated brass sheath for a sword and a holster that held a wooden and steel long-barreled style flintlock, locked and loaded for combat. Resting within her coat was the handle belonging to a lightsaber, one that seemed rather prized to the woman.[/i] [i]Irina waited. She didn't know why...but she did. She wasn't violent or angry or depressed...but in fact, emotionless. Collected. Yet...ready to break loose.[/i] (Open to all. Chat, fight, I dunno.)

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                        • [b]A strange mechanical being walked to the dojo gate. He looked sort of like Fortis, but he didn't have any wings. He also had broader shoulders. He carried a huge machine gun and two rocket launchers rose out of his shoulders. Behind him trailed a huge army of Mechonus troops, and a few cruisers.[/b] "Open the gates!" [b]The figure yells, shooting his gun up in the air.[/b] [spoiler]Open, introducing a new character.[/spoiler]

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                          • [b]History will show that the dojo was always populated by heros of an unchallenged calibre. They have won countless wars, defeated dauntless monstrosities. And have undergone great bouts of skill. But not all history is remembered. Something history becomes legend. Some legend become myth. And myths eventually are forgotten. In the dreaded fall secrets were lost, friends left others for dead in the wake of destruction, and an unnamed horror was sealed away by those who feared the destruction of a divided dojo. With the death of the heroes responsible for sealing this horror away from the universe the seal has become brittle and shattered. The deamons left behind by BrimMcRoy have been unleashed. And few will survive./b]

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                            • Edited by OfficerWinters: 11/21/2016 7:47:30 PM
                              [b]Practice[/b] [i]It was hard to walk around with all the shrapnel spread across the Dojo's training area, and it wasn't helpful that more continued to fall onto the floor. Looking closely, some had dark scorch marks on them, others slowly being absorbed into nothing. In a brilliant shadow bolt, another dummy blew up, spreading more shrapnel across the floor. Erin was drenched in sweat, not only was Chaos magic volatile, but it put serious strain on the body and soul. Eventually, he sits down to rest for a moment and relaxes. Afterwards, he starts cleaning up by throwing the parts into a small void. Beginning to think its to easy, he summons his own Chaos elementals to fight, which was challenging at the moment. After a while, he sits down to relax and compose himself.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

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                            • Soldier Semi-Finals "Oh man! That last fight was a crazy one with Nate and JJ! But in the end... JJ WAS THE VICTOR! So that means that his foe has another fight to get through. On one side of the area! Fresh out of the factory! CANNON! And on the other...NATHANIAL! Let's see what the arena is shall we?!" Nathanial stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Cannon. The holographic projection filled with multiple symbols which change quickly like a slot machine pops up on the centre of the arena. The projection stops on an old looking tavern. The entire arena suddenly grows old western homes, each one built from a dusky wood as the floor underneath them turns to a bloody gravel. The two fighters stand on opposite sides of the old western town, and the clock strikes High Noon. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a wall which looks electrified. All of the walls within the town begin to buzz, as it appears each one is now electrical. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Roy and Cannon[/spoiler]

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                              • MELEE SECOND BRACKET The ghost of the Phoenix appears once again before the arena. "It seems that these two have proved to be quite worthy of melee combat. The Dragonslayer vs. The Corinthian-Helmeted Colossus; Olivia vs. Leone. What shall prevail - spear and sword or strength and Stand? Let us find out. Fighters, take your places." Above the arena, a slot machine-like projection appears and begins rolling. It eventually ends up on a picture of caricature buildings stacked up next to each other... Massive buildings begin to rise up from the ground all around the two. Titans of concrete and limestone surround the two, shutting out most of the sunlight and casting a faint shadow over the tight abandoned streets. Another projection appears above the two, this time landing on an icon resembling a man jumping off of the side of a wall... Suddenly, all the walls glowed a faint purple for a moment. Something told the fighters that they would now be able to traverse walls without trouble. The Peacekeeper looks at the factors and speaks, "Wall running in a concrete jungle? Seems like our fighters will have to get resourceful. Begin!" [spoiler]Ornstein and Emps. [/spoiler]

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                                • Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/21/2016 3:07:57 AM
                                  [b][i]Overkill[/i][/b] [i]"Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud So good I can't believe it, screaming with the crowd Don't sweat it, we'll get it back to you" - Motörhead[/i] [b]Wilson's Vertibird, Dojo Courtyard, The Dojo[/b] [i]The sound of both Motörhead and an arc welder filled the air around the Vertibird, which was nothing unusual for the Courier. He was always blasting music and almost always working on his gear or selling some to someone else. Wilson was Wilson. Outside under the canopy that was set up next to the aircraft, Wilson was working on his power armor, which stood in a frame, an engine block crane next to it, holding a familiar piece of gear: the formidable M2HB Browning Machine Gun, known lovingly to Wilson as the Deuce. The .50 caliber monster hung above the right shoulder pauldron as Wilson working on welding the bracket and ammo belt armor into place. On the table before him, the M134D-H sat with its mounting. A smaller weapon, its mounting procedure had been much easier, but the gun just could not match the Browning shot for shot. And so, Wilson had ultimately determined that walking around with a belt-fed .50 caliber heavy machine gun on his shoulder was the better idea. Finishing the mounting bracket, he lowered the weapon into place, and set about setting it into its quick coupler. Wearing his Elite Riot Gear, helmet off, Wilson was quite a massive man even outside of his armor, built like a tank and wickedly strong. Flipping up his welding mask, he lit a cigarette with the torch, and took a drag, admiring the recent addition of his personal favorite weapon. Wolfe appeared just outside of the canopy, and he spoke.[/i] Got some news, Alex. Clarkson's got more information on Atlas from Rose. We're tracking his operators in Central America. Rose seems to be fitting in well here, set up a medical office and has been doing her best to help out. [i]Wilson took another drag.[/i] Boooooring. [i]Wolfe sighed.[/i] Why where you after that kid earlier? [i]Wilson's retort was defensive.[/i] Little bast*rd stole a reactor core from me! Any clues as to why? [i]Wolfe asked flatly.[/i] No clue, dude, no clue. [i]Wolfe then observed the Deuce on Wilson's armor, and made the connections as to what Wilson had been doing for all this time.[/i] Not a fan of the M134? [i]He asked casually.[/i] Nope. I'll take my Ma Deuce any day. Kick it old school and tear through armor. [i]Wilson replied proudly.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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                                  • [b]A Much Need Repair[/b] [b]Zane sighs as he puts down his hammer, his Phoenix armor propped in front of him. Mira walks out, handing him a glass of water.[/b] "[i]Whats wrong honey?[/i]" "Armor took too much damage, can't fix it with the materials I've got here." "[i]Really? Well how about seeing that new man that came in? I think his name was Tyrone.[/i]" "New guy huh? Why not, il swing by his shop." [b]He downs the glass of water and grabs his armor, giving his wife a kiss as he walks out and heads to Tyrone's shop. He knocks on the door, waiting.[/b] [spoiler]For Pants.[/spoiler]

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                                    • Azza walks into a post. Unfamiliar with his surroundings he leaps to the left (swoosh) behind an old fence or something. He blends into the scenery like a chameleon, unseen by the naked eye! A fellow forum...ist walks past oblivious of azza who still invisible, double backflips out of the fence things stunning his victim. With his victim pinned Azza mumbles "eer where's this dojo" the forumist "Who! How do you know about the dojo" Azza "I know about it because....." To be continued!! [spoiler]not really[/spoiler]

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                                      • [b]Leone, and how he uses his Stand for the most mundane and laziest stuff, Ry's Ship.[/b] Leone woke up in his room on Ry's ship with a nice yawn and stretch. It had been a small while since he forfeited from the Tournament, which was something he didn't regret. He went to do his daily routine, shower, brush teeth, get dressed in comfy clothes and in this case it was a sweater and pants. He went in the kitchen and used his Stand to make an Italian BMT. Yes, this guy just used a highly useful skill just to make a god damn sandwich. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                                        • [b]Keri walks towards the Simulation Room, usual get-up. Brown duster, white shirt under it, middlemost button done. Black leggings, brown tennis shoes. Green earrings, strange, because it didn't match her outfit at all. Almost like they weren't supposed to go with the outfit, possibly a different one. She had short, black hair, right around at her ears. Besides her getup, another thing stood out. Her eyes. They were a light, milky brown. She was blind. Strangely, she could navigate perfectly fine. Right over to the room, opening the door, then programming the Sim Room to a location. Familiar to a small select few, unknown by most. She gazed up at the simulated sky, breathing in the air. It was home. Well, the place she came from, not her actual home. Neon lights, skyscrapers, drug dealers on street corners. She smiled. Just like she'd remembered. Of course, she didn't program the whole city to be simulated, just this street and a few alleyways. She walked off the road, over to one of the alleyways, pulling a revolver from her duster, right hand reaching over to her waist. She walked into the alleyway, looking down it. There was two men. She'd loaded the program that had two thugs in this specific alleyway, so she already knew that it was merely a few street toughs, good target practice. Despite being blind, she took aim, nailing one right in the back of the neck, falling down. She knew the second only had a knife, she'd programmed this part of the sim herself, so she holsters her revolver, and pulls a sword from the other side of the duster, a rapier. Only reason she wasn't sparring with a real person was because she only trained with her wooden rapier, a luxury nobody else in the Dojo would bother with. She quickly ran up to the second man, and stabbed him in the right arm, a quick, fast strike. He took a swing. She swung upwards, knocking the knife away. The man got angry. He ran at her, and was met with a blade. Through the chest. She wiped the blood from the blade with the man's shirt, and headed back out to the exit. The one flaw was... She'd left the door open. Anyone could've seen in. She walked out, shutting the door, then looked around for anyone that had seen in, or just someone to talk to.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                                          • [i]Fenrir walked in the Dojoville, thinking on this new world he found himself in. Among all his travels, this was the strangest place he head seen. The very air seemed to pulse with conflict, battle seemingly the lifeblood of this world. He smiled, remembering how he had gotten here.[/i] [u]A massive plain extended before the foot of a mountain chain. Upon it lay a layer of dust and ash up to the Wolf's knees. He'd had to blast the area, fully and completely, to stop the tides of Hell, the endless waves of monsters and demons. He falls to his knees, mourning the men who had put their trust in him. He sits there for days, neither needing nor desiring rest, food, and water. By the dawn of the 7th day, he has recovered. He stands, praising God and damning Hell before marching of to the center of the battle, dropping to one knee. The familiar pillar of fire forms around him, and he is transported to a new universe, a new world... ...only to be struck by a suspicious bleeding sack. He has no time to ponder it, or wonder at its content before he is met with the arrival of a gigantic lizard, which promptly bites down, enveloping him in its mouth. It begins to shake its head vigorously for about a minute before it feels heat within its mouth, then cold as the massive great sword now formed through its head absorbs its body heat. The Eternal Crusader stands, looking around and sensing the world, before wandering off into the woods, his blade dissolving into blue fire.[/u] [i]His smile fades at the memory of that other world, but he quickly dismisses the thoughts and memories, adding them to the flames of his mind. He had a duty here, and these memories would only serve to distract him, and stop him from performing these duties to the best of his abilities. There were things here that needed addressing, and other things that needed purging. This place was dead wood for the flames of the Yodünfire to burn through, purging the evil from it. However, there was good here as well. Honest men and women just trying to make a living, or caught up in their own issues that brought them into conflict. His smile returned as he passed through the crowd, approaching the Dojo building. This would be an enjoyable experience, and perhaps a challenging one, and that thought excited him. However, he got the distinct feeling that he was being followed, and spun to face his hunter.[/i] [spoiler]Official Character Intro, Open[/spoiler]

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                                            • [i]You would see Erin training on a robotic dummy, firing shadow bullets and slashing with the Chaos Blades. Eventually, it's so broken down, he taps in and it collapses.[/i] "Hmph" [i]He taps a panel nearby, and another one comes out.[/i]

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                                              • [b]Nano // Dojoville Alleys // 5:32 PM // Nanocyte-890 "Nano" [/b] [i]"What's good homie?" The Latino figure asked to Nano as he sat up from the hood of his green lowrider, and two more of his friends stood beside him, one to the left and one to the right. He seemed friendly to the man, which was strange considering Nano was new to the area. "Looking for a guy, goes by the name of Ganjaman or some shit. You know him ese?" The white figure that was Nano had asked, as he folded his arms and waited with an expectant look on his face. Nano was a strange looking man. From a brown trench coat with most of the buttons done up to the grey shirt beneath and his slicked black hair, he looked akin to Adam Jensen, just with no augments and a large, red katana at his hip. "Shit gringo, you're talkin' to him," Ganjaman replied as he looked to the Nanocyte before him, wanting to know why he was needed. "I'd buy but, you know, I physically can't take drugs you dumb-blam!-." Nano was getting paid, and so he straight up headbutted Ganjaman and knocked him into the car as the rest of the hood just drew their guns, took aim, and fired. Nano wasn't having any of that shit and as each bullet passed through him, he phased. Some bullets struck walls, some hit other cholos, but Nano was unaffected. When the gangsters stopped their onslaught to reload, Nano grabbed a shotgun from the lowrider, sprinted into a house, and started firing at any gangsters that shot at the place. He couldn't phase infinitely of course, and by god was he bot going to die in the hood. [/i] ((Open. Either help Nano or the gang))

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                                                • [b][i]A man's greatest treasures are his illusions.[/i][/b] [quote]Stop brooding. Durzo did for 700 years, I've had enough of your angst.[/quote] [i]The Ka'kari spoke in [url=https://imgur.com/a/oSVRX]Desmond's[/url] head, taking the customary shape of a [url=https://imgur.com/a/QYpIm]ring[/url] on his finger, the metal gold and intricate, the stone a big, round ruby. The jewelry pulsed with a magical energy, anyone with any kind of supernatural perception would've been able to pick out it's presence. Desmond didn't say anything to the magical artifact in his head, for once, not having a biting remark or retort. His confrontation with Aurox and Chloe had left him shaken, one physically, and the other emotionally. [/i] [quote]See, I told you, you had feelings for her.[/quote] [i]"Shut up."[/i] [i] Aurox was from Chloe's planet, and had come to take her back. Announcing his arrival by disintegrating her door and intruding. At which, Desmond took a physical approach. Something he'd been trained to do, drilled into him. If it's a threat, you kill first and ask questions later. Diplomatic wasn't in his vocabulary. The way Chloe had scolded him for it, or as close as you could get for her, cut him deep. A wound he hadn't felt in a long time..an emotional one. Desmond walked through the woods, without armor. He couldn't be bothered to put it on, and from what he'd seen, he could count the actual threats in the Dojo on one hand. He wore a white t-shirt and faded black jeans, the black and white [url=https://imgur.com/a/Np7zB]rose[/url] tattoo showing prominently through the light fabric. Chloe be damned. He didn't need her, she was just another strand in the ropes of a noose that would eventually hang him for caring. A Wetboy didn't have any friends..only targets. [/i] [quote]You don't actually believe that. [/quote] [i] Maybe, maybe not, he thought to himself and his Ka'kari. But it didn't matter what he thought, because that truth was something Durzo had taught him. And ultimately, it had been Durzo's undoing. There was no better proof than demonstration.[/i] (Open.)

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                                                  • [b][i]Mistakes Were Made[/i][/b] [b]Dojo Courtyard, Wilson's Vertibird[/b] Oh sh*t oh sh*t oh sh*t oh sh*t! [i]The [url=http://orig07.deviantart.net/5df0/f/2013/305/9/e/halo_4__champions_dlc___prefect_armor_concept_by_sbigham-d6sly5i.jpg]figure[/url] ran rapidly from out of the Vertibird, carrying what appeared to be a reactor core. He looked back and noticed the angry hulk that was Alex Wilson chasing him. Bullets kicked the dirt at his heels, and several of them smacked him in the back. He could feel them penetrate the armor, but luckily they didn't penetrate his skin. Stumbling, he recovered as the Courier drew nearer.[/i] I'M GONNA F*CKIN' BRAIN YOU YOU B*STARD! [i]He ran as fast as he could, engaging his thrusters to get airborne, until a bullet hit his right ankle, blowing the thruster out, sending him spiraling out of control. Crashing into the street, he rolled until was stopped by a wall, grunting as he hit it. Wilson had continued to pursue, finally finding the individual after he landed. The individual in question sat leaning against the wall he had hit, breathing heavily. Wilson drew his machete as he approached.[/i] I swear, I'm gonna gut you like a F*CKIN' fish! [i]He growled. He delivered a savage punch to the person's head, and the individual beneath the helmet spoke, voice flickering in and out between a distorted robotic sound and that of someone who wasn't any more than sixteen.[/i] Please.... I'm sorry... I just needed the money.... [i]Wilson stopped midway through his second punch.[/i] Wait... woah.... [i]He backed off, sheathing his blade.[/i] Nope. Even I have rules.... [i]He ripped the reactor from the person's hands, leaving him there as he turned and walked away.[/i] You're lucky, bro. You're lucky I have a little bit of a heart. [i]He said as he walked away.[/i] [i]And so, Watcher lay on the ground, with a nasty headache and pretty bruised back, his suit having taken much of the beating for him. As consciousness began to fade, someone came towards him, running, a blonde woman, barely 24 herself, wearing a sleek set of [url=http://img10.deviantart.net/a8a2/i/2012/342/6/c/sci_fi_girl_colour_by_fatmarco-d5nb2zv.jpg]armor[/url]. She quickly knelt down next to him, and pulled out a small medic bag, and spoke to him, voice soft and calm.[/i] Are you alright, monsieur? What hurts? [i]Those in the streets stopped and stared, quite confused at the entire sequence of events.[/i] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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