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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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  • [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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    • Edited by Cannon011: 11/20/2016 8:58:26 PM
      Cannon steps into a sim arena, arriving in an arena made to look like a Mandalorian battle circle, consisting of a large earthen mound in the middle of a small field scattered with varies pieces of cover. Around him appear a number of Imperial Stormtroopers. "Let's see what this thing can do." He a yell, the Mandalorian charges the simulated troopers, who open fire as he attacks. [spoiler]Open, if anyone wants to duel Cannon and/or help him battle sim bots.[/spoiler]

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      • There was a simulation room that was looking... [i]different[/i] to usual. Namely the fact that it was almost completely flat, and every square nanometer of the floor was a different colour. The one feature was a raised platform, in the middle, where a man with blonde hair was surveying the scene. "Sloppy. X147169, Y573853." "Correct." Suddenly, the room flashed white, and everything seemed to be exactly the same. Not, however, for the man. "X872301, Y204856" "Correct." [spoiler]open.[/spoiler]

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        • Edited by BraveKinkajou14: 11/20/2016 9:59:55 PM
          [b][i]HOW'S IT GOING BUDDY?! Dojo Gates 1100 [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/218347453/0/0/1]Tobias[/url][/b][/i] [b][i]CLINK CLANK CLONG CLINK CLANK[/i][/b] [b]This echoed through the valley, footfalls of some metal contraption. It came over the hill into view of the Dojo Gates, a giant [url=http://img14.deviantart.net/45ef/i/2010/240/a/2/mech_suit_by_flyingdebris-d2xhg31.jpg]mech[/url] plodding along slowly. It's footfalls rumbled the ground slightly. Inside the mech, Tobias was eating a tuna fish sandwich, watching a TubeYouer's playthrough of MechaImpact 3. The mech continued walking, until it came to the gates of the dojo. It then proceeded to punch the gate with about three tons of force.[/b] [spoiler]intro[/spoiler]

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          • [i]The Dojo's doors slide open...[/i] [i]The man who enters is roughly 6ft, and has a large scar down his eye. He wears a long black cloak over silver armor. His eyes were kaleidoscope of colors, constantly rotating and changing. Looking at his equipment, he had two daggers with shadow runes on them. He had short grey hair, and a tan.[/i] "Hello? Anyone here?" [i]The man would call.[/i]

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            • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 11/20/2016 5:16:55 PM
              (???, Dojoville) *At this point, Kara was pretty bored. It had been a few days since she actually used her Riders. She hadn't summoned much; heck, some of them in her head were arguing with one another.* [i]"Oi, summon us, Kara; I'm dying for some kind of action!" One voice, masculine, had said. "Lady Kara, it would be in my best interest if you start looking for fights. Some of us are...twitchy about taking over your body to fight." Another one, feminine had warned. [/i] *This changed however, when a purple spirit came out of her DiendDriver, and into herself. Her hair turned blue, she had purple makeup on her face, and her attire switched to include a black and purple trench coat. In one hand was her driver; the other seemed to be some sort of hacking device.* "So...for once in my life, I can feel what's like to be the summoner." Sombra-Kara said, as she looks toward her DiendDriver. "This'll be fun." She says, looking for any type of trouble. [spoiler]Tl;dr- Sombra took over Kara and is now looking for a fight. Open.[/spoiler]

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              • [b][i]The Alpha[/i][/b] "An entire month, and nothing?!" The grizzly man held the pommel of his cane tight in the cold woods. His breath becoming visible with the thin layer of snow on the ground of the now bleak grove. Tywinn adjusted the fur of his coat around his neck, his eyebrows furrowed on Rorek, who stood in front of him. "I've been training you. Teaching you patience, control. But in return....nothing?!" [spoiler]For Zane[/spoiler]

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                • [b]Takes a huge shit[/b]

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                • [b]kills everyone[/b]

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                  • [b]Weiss walked around the dojo looking for something to do, he had been inactive for a while and was bored. So he walked around looking for anything interesting.[/b] [spoiler]open, first time rping in a long time. Forgive noobness[/spoiler]

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                    • [b][i]Tika climbs the snowy mountain path, coming upon the Dojo. Curious, he tries to climb the door. His claws help him get most of the way up, but something stops him and he falls. Landing in the snow, he just lays there for a moment.[/i][/b] "Darn it." [b][i]The small creature says, puffing a small cloud of fire.[/i][/b]

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                      • Soldier second bracket "Oh man! OH MAN! We got someone who's high tech as all SHIT, and someone who is old style as all SHIT! I do not see how this can go wrong in ANY POSSIBLE WAY! I AM SO CONFIDENT IN THIS MATCH!" JJ stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Nathanial. 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 city. The entire arena suddenly transforms into downtown Khalosh. Bright lights fill the arena as the two men stand on opposite sides of Main Street. Cars drive down the roads at fast speeds, but none of the cars actually seem to have people in them and the side walks are empty. However, ALL the building are open. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a floor which looks like steam is rising from it. Then, the ground below the combatants begins to heat up. It gets hotter and hotter to the point where they can't stand on the ground. They both jumped on top of an object which would protect them from the floor, which like the old child's game, was lava. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]JJ and Royal[/spoiler]

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                        • [i]Pan ran around the colosseum that held all of the fights going on. Her face had her signature smile on it as she hopped, skipped, and laughed. While all of this was going on you noticed Artemis running with her hair down, wearing a white duster, black tank top, and dark jeans. Artemis seemed to be chasing Pan.[/i] [b]Artemis:[/b] "Pan, slow down!" [b]Pan:[/b] "You can't catch me!" [spoiler]OPEN![/spoiler]

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                          • [u]For Kith and Kin Dojo entrance, 9:45 AM[/u] A low humming was heard, coming from an embankment of clouds. It was rather odd, sounding like a badly tuned string instrument, and it grew louder as its source grew closer. After a period of a few minutes, what could be seen as a green-colored phantom drew closer to the dojo, leaving the cover of the clouds, and it hovered over the gate. It deposited its cargo and departed to land outside the dojoville boundries, waiting for something. Once the bluish haze cleared, a massive form could be seen clearly. It was a sangheili, wearing gunmetal grey armor with embroidered patterns and ceremonial finish. Its right eye and upper right jaw were missing, and it bore the scars of numerous fights. Thus, Xyar 'Vadal entered the dojo, lumbering in with the grace of disciplined training and hidden anger. The swords at his sides were rather intricate, the hilts bearing rather ceremonial designs, and being larger than normal, both ready to kill. But, instead he held a plasma rifle in one hand, the sides where the heat sinks were being scorched, its color overall that of the armor he wore, a rather stunning grey. ((open))

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                            • [b]Garin sat in the Dojo training grounds, cleaning his weapons. He was wearing a loose gray t-shirt and jeans, with an old Cincinnati Reds hat loosely hugging his head.[/b] *humming*

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                              • [b][i][u]Constantly Falling Numbers[/u][/i][/b] [b] https://m.imgur.com/WE8OFPM Axel was pinned to the wall, a sword in through his chest and stuck in the wall. https://m.imgur.com/79LFkD9 Maso looked at the now dead body of his old friend, who had been a Dight Member longer then the general himself. Or so it was said. https://m.imgur.com/FU5Xxnf The Knight Killer looked down at Maso, speaking in a crisp voice [/b] "Tell me what I want to know." [b]Maso shook his head [/b] [i]"No. No. I refuse to. The general never betrayed me! Or anyone!" [/i] "He's betraying you know isn't he? Where is he now that you need him. Gone. Only thinking about himself. So tell me where he is." [b]Maso sighed heavily, then jumped to his to his feet, breaking the ropes that had tied his hands, he throws a dagger towards The Knight Killer's throat [/b] "Cute." [b]The knife stopped midair, turning around and flying back towards Maso, planting itself in his forehead. Maso's mask cracked it half as he collapsed into the ground and the Knight Killer stood over him [/b] "Such loyalty for such a talented liar." [spoiler]Closed! More deaths! Yay. So I'm basically going to either, shut the Dight down completely or advance their tech. We'll see what happens [/spoiler]

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                                • Edited by Cannon011: 11/18/2016 2:41:02 AM
                                  Cannon smiles triumphantly at the group of people before him. All of them tied hand and foot. All of them wore Lenny masks. "I'm going to enjoy this. A lot." He chuckled darkly. "Huehuehuehuehue!" Replied the lead Lenny. Cannon ignored his plea, walking away from his captives. He had taken them to the most remote region of the desert specifically for this reason. Once he was a safe distance away, the Mandalorian tapped a series of commands into his wrist mounted data pad and watched. Seconds passed, and then he saw it. A songle missile coming through the air towards the Lennys. The Mandalorian felt a smile form on his lips as the missile detonated, and his enemies disappeared in a mushroom cloud. [spoiler]Open if anyone wants to use this.[/spoiler]

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                                  • You're all school shooters

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                                    • Edited by FlimsyRoastBeef: 11/18/2016 10:38:44 PM
                                      [b]A man cloaked in black approached the Dojo gates. In his hands he held a scythe.[/b] [b]Few knew his name, and those who did had perished.[/b] [b]Fewer knew his intentions, and those who did were his allies.[/b] [b]Yet fewer had ever seen his face, and those who had had fallen to his blade.[/b] [b]And yet he lived, whilst ending others.[/b] [b]For his name was Death.[/b] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

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                                      • Edited by Minerva2682: 11/18/2016 10:34:12 PM
                                        [b]A man walks about the dojo, seemingly for no reason, until he stops at a mirror. His face is scarred, his yellow eyes glowing in the sunlight. He breathes[/b] [b]In Out In Out. Suddenly, he sees something else in the mirror. It seems similar to him, with black hair and a red cloak, yet upon its face are the lines of a smile, of a laugh. He knew who this fool was, what the man in the mirror had become. He had become a monster. But this monster had something craved by all beings: power. Unlimited power. Flashes of a wrinkled face, blue lightning, and a red blade that had made an empire through betrayal and lies. Once again looking at the mirror, there was another face. That of a survivor. A man without fear of the unknown. Then, a man with crackling skin that seemed like that of the very earth. Finally, a man in a skull mask, painted red. A healer. This man spoke. [/b][i]You must do this, my friend. You must unite the multiverses. I know, this makes no sense, but you have seen some things that most mortals do not understand. Come, become your true self. Some day it may help you.[/i][b]The man in the mirror held out his hand, and the man on the outside placed his hand on the mirror, and began to be sucked inside. For a while, the mirror acted like water, waving and bubbling.[/b][spoiler]Open, go inside the mirror.[/spoiler] [spoiler]I'm back[/spoiler]

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                                        • Late at night within the grass plains Ama decides to take a moment to simply relax, no more science for the day, no more breaking into labs to steal documents, and take a break from it all. She lays back on a the head of a rather large Amanitin that seems to be sitting in perfect stillness. The only evidence it is alive is a small huff of steam coming from its mouth on occasion. Ama looks up at the moon. Her pale skin seems to glow from the light. She sits up and takes a sip of tea she had beside her in an old coffee mug she kept around then looks down at the head of the creature she sat atop of. "You know I could understand you if you started talking right?" The creature let's out a soft roar seeming to emanate from deep within itself. "Well if I wasn't comfy I wouldn't be sitting here right? You know you can talk about things other than me right. You aren't some kind of servant" The creature roars again in a slightly different tone. "Yeah it is a pretty nice moon" [spoiler]In case you don't know what an Amanitin is (I ended up putting them in her bio a bit ago) think really big plant creature. Here is an image. Little doodle of mine. http://iob.imgur.com/uYGg/VE1cg7uWny [/spoiler] [spoiler]oh and open[/spoiler]

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                                          • *a man in a black cloak with a black hood covering his face is seen in front of the dojo* *he has a black orb in his right hand. A sword on his back and his hips cannot be seen because of the cloak* *he lets out a sigh then says* "Did you miss me?"

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                                            • Edited by Dain Is Fren: 11/18/2016 7:14:56 PM
                                              [i]The Legion Demands Blood...[/i] [b]I open the door to my room, confident. I run my hand against the mahogany wall, not realizing I just traced blood along it. I look over, see the blood on the wall, and sigh. See, I'd just gone out Legion hunting, out to kill some crimson bastards. They were horrible sons of bitches, murderers, thieves, torturers, slavers, and even worse. I look down at my NCR Ranger Combat Armor, blood-soaked. I guess using my Riot Shotgun on a few of them was a mistake. The 34 on my chest was covered in blood, as was the two-headed bear of the NCR. Damn Legion, always getting their stinking blood on my clothes. The Combat Armor chest piece would be easy to clean off, the jeans and the overcoat wouldn't be. Thankfully, I hadn't gotten any blood on my helmet, now that would be a bitch to clean off. I go over to my sink, and turn the tap on, and pull my gloves off. I run them under the water, the blood sliding off the fabric. I put the gloves on the side of the sink, hoping they'd dry out quick. I take my helmet off, and put it beside the gloves. I take off my overcoat, that would just have to wait until I could get it to an actual big source of water. I reach over to the left, taking hold of a washcloth, and I wet it under the sink's tap. I begin to wipe the blood off my armor, it takes a damn while. I then move down to my jeans, switching them out for a fresh pair. For now, I wouldn't have my coat, but that was fine. The Combat Armor only went down to my shoulders, but it was protection where it counted. I still had my two pistols on me, I'd put away the rest of my weapons over in my gun cabinet, the .50 MG Anti-Material Rifle, my silenced .308 Sniper Rifle, my Riot Shotgun, and my Bowie Knife. Only two guns that were on me were on my hips, Hunting Revolver on my left, A Light Shining In Darkness on the right. I walk over to a chair, and sit down. It was time to just kick back, and relax. I must've dozed off, cause when I woke up, my door was being smashed in. I snap awake, and run around the back of my chair. I knew who was coming after me. Don't know what gave it away, the Latin-spewing, or the fact they were wearing Legion crimson, from what I could tell, at least. It was another one of those damned assassin squads. Bastards were dumb if they thought they could kill me. They bust down the door, all five of them running in. Four of them wore Centurion armor, it being made of salvaged Power Armor and Veteran Legion armor. They all wore those stupid-ass helmets, metal ones with red feathers and shit on top of it. Two of those guys had chainsaws, one of the others had a Light Machine Gun, and the last Centurion had a 12.7mm Submachine Gun. The one that really caught my attention was the leader. Now, is seen these assholes a million times, but this time... Just kinda interested me. He had the standard Vexillarius armor, the Veteran armor with those stupid pieces of metal covering the chest, the Legion battle standard on his back, and he had the normal fox-pelt helmet. He was carrying a Riot Shotgun. This wouldn't be too hard. I unholster my two pistols, and peek out from behind cover, and fire two shots at one of the Centurion's heads, one of 'em with the chainsaw. Blew his head to shreds, burst like a watermelon, brain matter and pieces of skull going everywhere. His body fell to the floor, and the Centurion with the LMG shot at me, as did the one with the 12.7mm SMG. The one with the chainsaw charged, all the way up to the chair. When I ducked back under cover, my left arm caught a few bullets, making me drop the Hunting revolver. A second later, the Centurion with the chainsaw crossed into my line of fire, and caught a bullet to the jaw, decimating his jaw, blowing it clean off, in fact. The two with the fully-automatic weapons were next, the crimson on them not just being their uniforms anymore. Little did I know, the Vexillarius snuck up behind me, and I caught some buckshot to the back, knocking me over. It didn't pierce my armor, but it did knock me over. He put a foot on my back, and fired on the same spot three more times, fûcking my back up really bad, sending a little blood onto the guy's face. He put the shotgun to my left shoulder, and pulled the trigger, blowing the arm clean off. A spray of blood went everywhere, and my arm was shredded to all hell, separated from the rest of me. I screamed in pain, thrashing about. The Legion bastard flipped me over, and looked me in the eyes. There was one crucial detail he'd forgotten, though. I still had a gun in my right arm. I put the gun up to his temple, smiled, and mouthed [i]See you in hell.[/i] I pulled the trigger, splattering his brains across the room. I holstered the pistol, and used my remaining arm to use the chair as a support to help me up. After getting up, I put my hand to my newly-formed stump, and stumbled away from the room, out the door. I collapse onto the dirt.[/b] [spoiler]Open. Your choices decide if he dies. One person screws up and gets him killed? That's it. That's the end. Only one rule in this post. You can't kill Grant yourself.[/spoiler]

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                                              • Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/18/2016 1:48:33 AM
                                                [b][u]THE VICTORS OF THE FIRST BRACKET!!!![/u][/b] "ALRIGHT! The results are in!!! While a few of you submitted, most of you went overtime! So now we have your victors!!! They are.... DRUM ROLL TESUTO!!!" "I am not doing that." "*sigh*.... such a buzz kill. ALRIGHT! THEY ARE..." JJ Ama-false Cannon OLIVIA-Orn Haknir-Shalidor JT Sketch Steve-Bal Emps-Leone Royal "These are your ten victors!!!! And now, I know what you are thinking. "But deity, what about Cassandra and Whatever the hell sonics characters was fight?" And I'll tell you! After a thoughtful process and going through the fight! We have decided the victor is....!!!!! Neither of them. Due to both of them rule breaking. ANYWAYS!!! More details will come out before the fights start [u]tomorrow at 4:00pm[/u]. So bring some snacks! And be ready!!!!" Best fight of first Bracket: Cannon and mortar tied with OLIVIA and CELIN. Best fatality of first Bracket: Bal IF YOU HAD'NT FINISHED YOUR OPPONENT YET, DO IT HERE. MAKE IT BLOODY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA. [spoiler]Seriously we had like two finishers. [/spoiler]

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                                                • [u][i][b]Dojo Courtyard, 1117 hours[/b][/i][/u] *In the Dojo Courtyard, Mortar can be seen fighting with a shadow clone. The moves he uses seem unlike what he normally does, they seem to be more for defense as opposed to offense. When Mortar throws the shadow down it just gets back up, as if it weren't harmed at all. It's only when Mortar locks the clone's arm behind him and pins him to the ground does the clone stop fighting. Mortar gets up, brushing his hands a little, and looks at the shadow as it dissipates into nothingness* Well, it was a little stiff this time, let's do it again. *Mortar summons another shadow clone and continues fighting it.* [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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                                                  • Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/18/2016 2:22:26 AM
                                                    [b][u]TOURNAMENT DETAILS[/u][/b] Melee second bracket(still a bracket due to odd number) Orn Emp Steve Fighter one will fight fighter 2(both will be randomly selected) tomorrow. This fight will go till Sunday 4:00pm. After that, the loser of that fight will fight fighter 3 starting right after the conclusion of the first fight and will go till Tuesday 4:00pm. If fighter three wins they will fight the winner of the first match in the finals to decide the champion. This fight will also take place right after the end of the previous fight and will go till Saturday 6:00pm. If the loser of the first fight wins, the fighter of the first match will become the champion of their class. Ranged finals Haknir JT Victor of this match becomes the champion of their class. Starts tomorrow at 4:00pm and will go till Saturday [u]November 26th[/u]. Your reply count has been increased to 150. (Your class finals are longer then the rest due to the forced elimination of a third victor). Soldier Semi-finals False Royal Sketch Cannon JJ (REVISED) Two victors will move on. Matches will be chosen randomly. Four people will fight(two fights) while the extra(Cannon since he won't be here this weekend) will fight. The victors will fight while Cannon fights one of the losers(chosen randomly). If Cannon wins he will move on to Dave the looser of the two previous victors. If he looses the winner of the victor battle will become champion. I'm too lazy to heh the times up right now. But the fight will start tomorrow at 4:00pm and will go till Sunday 4:00pm(likely to change).

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