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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Inflatablepants:
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THE DOJO
[i] The Dojo. Located on the diverse planet of Tatakai, the Dojo consists of the largest gathering of fighters the universe has ever seen. Men and women from all different cultures, races and worlds come to train, compete and fight together. Many battles have been raged on its soil, but it remains standing. Here, one can write, fight and talk with other writers who seek to create stories with one another. All you have to do is start typing.[/i]
[b][i]The New Dojo(JOIN HERE!)[/i][/b]
[spoiler]Join our group! Free of charge! I swear!
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/1677784/0/3/0
USE THIS LINK IF THAT OTHER ONE DOES NOT WORK.
https://www.bungie.net/en/Groups/Chat?groupId=1677784
Once you pass your test and have joined the group sign here:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/215168136/0/0
NOTE: You do not have to be tested to join the dojo. Only to PvP.
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[b][i]Who we are[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is an ENTRY LEVEL AND ONE OF THE ONLY PUBLIC RP THREADS.
RP is A way of interactive creative writing. Where you can go on adventures, have fights and generally have fun. Think of dungeons and dragons, but its horribly imbalanced since there is not an experience system or dice. Its great!
The Dojo loves different opinions, ideas and writing no matter if you are new to RP(roleplay) or extremely experienced. If you have an opinion to share about how to make the dojo better, contact one of the Sensei's that run the place (We would prefer this rather then excessive and unintelligent shit talking). Every work of writing is appreciated and accepted (shitposts…maybe not so much).
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[b][i]How we work(list of Admins included)[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The dojo is run by a group of Sensei’s. These Sensei’s will make up most of the game changing decisions to benefit The Dojo. BUT Everyone's opinion matters a great deal. So the Sensei’s will make poll’s within the group for the members to vote and decide on big issues/ideas. Even then, the sensei’s will inform the group of changes and decisions made.
The list of sensei’s are as follows:
Inflatablepants/Pants(GONE ON HIATUS)
The God-Eater/Cob
Royalblade/Royal
Fresh Cazberry/Vio
nullCth/Cth
And the leader of the dojo union: Tubbs
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[b][i]OUR GOAL[/i][/b]
[spoiler] At the dojo, we want to provide an amazing place for you to improve on your writing in a fun way. We love new faces, and will accept you as soon as you walk up to the door. We also love other RP threads that have really awesome stuff, and we want to invite them all here so we can have a hub world of sorts. Whether this is through an interdimensional portal, space ships or whatever. We want everyone we can to be a part of this and interact with everyone! This way, you can meet people you never would have met before. If you are a leader of an RP group and are interested in this, please contact me so we can discuss further! I like discussing stuff!
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[b][i]RULES[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678270/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]How to PvP[/i][/b]
[spoiler] Player VS Player Is what the dojo is known for. Basically, you can fight each others characters with your own, to see who’s the best or to simply make some kick ass action. Please follow all the rules while you fight, so you can make it as badass as possible.
In order to PvP you must be tested by a sensei, or a designated tester of the dojo. You can find out who is a tester by seeing "How we Work." Also, When you fight another player make sure that you always react to their move. The best way to do this is like this.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your reaction from you opponents last reply.
>Have a stanza dedicated to your attack.
If you completely block another opponents attack, its courteous to not attack them within the same reply.
This way, you’ll never go wrong.
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[b][I]World Creation(Getting started at the Dojo starts here)[/i][/b]
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This is the most important section for you RP experience. This is where you make your characters, their stories, where they could live. Also, this is where you can create a Faction to participate in the thread, as well as having access to writing for the group(The stories you write do not have to relate to the dojo at all)
Bio's(RECCOMENDED)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677641/0/0
Backstory for Characters
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/217556475/0/0
Property Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220228259/0/0
Writers Hub
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/220575696/0/0
Faction Creator
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/222042811/0/0
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[b][i]The Dojo[/i][/b]
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Physical Appearance
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212677894/0/0
NOTE: The dojo only uses Mac Cannons for any kind of defense. If you are lookin to invade with your discount armies, you will be fighting the characters of the thread and possibly their factions.
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[b][i]The World of Tatakai[/i][/b]
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Map of Tatakai:
http://i.imgur.com/6xm09eO.jpg
Landscapes of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212678163/0/0
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/213673051/0/0
Lore
(WORK IN PROGRESS)
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217554253/0/0
Landmarks of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217506568/0/0
Cities of Tatakai
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/217516337/0/0
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[b][i]The Digital Dojo[/i][/b]
[spoiler] The Digital dojo was what we had used before this new Dojo. Here is a link to the old thread, as well as the old group. Please read our past works!
Digital Dojo Thread:https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/819710/126982640
Digital Dojo Group: https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/819710
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[b]The OP(Inflatablepants) is on hiatus. If you have any questions please refer to the following people:[/b]
[spoiler]Cobalt Pheonix: CobaltPHNX
Royal: JustAStranger
Caz: PoisonousBerry
Tubbs:Bler
(Tubbs is not actually an admin, but he has been here long enough and is like an ever existing presence. Kinda weird.)[/spoiler]
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4 RepliesEdited 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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2 RepliesI am so glad you explained what the dojo is. I was totally going to rage post about just what the effing -blam!- it is.
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57 Replies[b][i]Reflections[/i][/b] [b]Dojo, Inside a Bar, 11:00 PM[/b] [i]The air outside was getting cooler, snow dusting the ground, clouds blocking much of the starlight. Nicholas Clarkson didn't mind much, it was no different from Hereford this time of year, cold and wet. He himself sat at the bar counter, a glass of scotch before him. His helmet was off, clipped to his bandolier belt, but he wore his SAS beret on his head. The combat hardsuit he wore was black, his cloak matching. A silver spread-winged crow was embroidered in the back of his cloak, and on his gauntlets, there were silver etchings of feathers. The mask at his waist was black, matching the rest of his armor. Three blades atop each gauntlet lay folded down and inwards, his tac-pad covered by a protective metal cover that could be retracted. He wore a single bandolier across his chest, which held his munitions and grenades. On his back, a bo staff was folded down, his G28 DMR situated with its suppressor and scope covers. At his hips, two handguns, M45A1s, both black with silvered feathers engraved in them. His knife lay situated on the rear of his belt, hilt facing his right. On his right shoulder, where he once wore the insignia of the blood red cobra, he wore the insignia of the British Special Air Service. The man himself looked to be in his early fifties, perhaps fifty-two, his hair black with streaks of grey, his neatly trimmed goatee matching. His expression was hard and seemingly cold, and he sat alone.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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11 Replies*Sketch stands in the courtyard, next to the Phoenix statue, wondering why he has to wait here for someone.* [spoiler]For Tubbs[/spoiler]
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12 RepliesEdited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/16/2016 5:24:04 AM[b][i]Foreign Policy[/i][/b] [b]The Dojo Courtyard, Wilson's Vertibird[/b] [i]The Courier had kept himself busy in dealing weapons and munitions, business was good with the tournament going on. Inside the Vertibird, he moved crates of ammo, stacking and organizing his staches of weapons. He'd gotten a call earlier from Wolfe, and he'd set out his selection of pistols so that he could get Riley one she liked. Even though he enjoyed making fun of them, they were basically family to him. Walking out of the aircraft after grabbing a fresh belt of ammunition for his M240B, he was mildly surprised to see none other than Field Marshal Lord Nicholas Clarkson, better known as Crow. [/i] What the hell are you doin' here, Birdie? Don't you have sh*t to do back home in Hereford? [i]He asked, eying the Brit, who wore his full Venom Incorporated exo, which now bore the SAS insignia in place of the cobra.[/i] Good to see you as well, mate. [i]He said, dryly.[/i] Turns out that your little session with Miss Mercier turned up some useful information. We've got a bead on action in the Yucatán and Baha. Cartels, mercenaries, and other n'er-do-wells running around with salvaged armor from Schrader. Atlas is their commander, but I have no bloody idea who he is. Apparently, he's also got three or four lieutenants under his thumb in the field. There's still nothing on his motivation, however. [i]As he finished his final sentence, there was a crackling sound behind him. Turning to face it, he watched as a hulking armored [url=http://www.maybang.com/v/vspfiles/photos/PLY-01-10011-2.jpg]figure[/url] appeared forth from thin air. The machine gun on its shoulder immediately swung down to face Crow and Wilson, and it approached.[/i] What in the bloody hell? It's American? [i]Clarkson asked, confused.[/i] I'm so lost. [i]Wilson said, rubbing his temple.[/i] Go find Rose and make sure she's safe. [i]Crow shot back.[/i] What? DO IT. [i]He said, forcefully.[/i] Jeeez fiiiiiiine. I'll do it. Pissy old Redcoat... [i]With that, Wilson disappeared, leaving Crow on his own to take on the drone. Clarkson knew based on the design, his handguns would do little to it, and so he figured that this was going to have to be done the hard way. The boy began to let loose with its shoulder-mounted .50, spraying at Clarkson, a few rounds impacting, but not doing much damage other than scratching his chestplate. He drew his bo staff and ran towards the robot, weaving and dodging as much as possible. Using the staff as a vault, he launched himself forwards and delivered a vicious kick to the machine's chest, sending it reeling. Recovering, the machine rushed as Crow landed, swinging its hand towards his stomach. Dodging to the side, he used his staff to catch the bot's legs, tripping it. On the ground, the machine rolled over as Clarkson went to drive the staff into its chest. Getting up, a blade extended from its arm, and it swung for the SAS commander. Raising the bo staff, he deflected the strike, but the blade cut his own weapon in half. Tossing the pieces aside, Clarkson rushed the bot again, barely avoiding an oncoming blow from the blade by sidestepping. Grabbing hold of the machine's shoulder, he pulled on the gun, and pulled it off balance, and as the machine fell, he was able to tear the gun from its mounting. As the robot scrambled to pull him off, he climbed atop its back, deploying the parrying blades in his gauntlets, and he locked it in a headlock. As the machine clawed at him, he pulled his arms back, the blades cutting into the metal and the wiring, severing the controls and nearly twisting its head off. Clarkson pushed off of its back, and the machine fell forwards onto the ground, sparking.[/i] [i]Approaching it, he rolled it onto its back with his foot, looking it over. It was most certainly American in design, built post-Third World War and Resource Wars. Strangely, a small compartment on its chest opened up, and a small projector lens emerged, a holographic projection displaying. As this happened, Wolfe appeared at the Vertibird, quickly noticing Clarkson and the machine. However, he was silent, watching the holographic [url=http://features.cgsociety.org/newgallerycrits/g26/269526/269526_1362578387_large.jpg]figure[/url] before Clarkson.[/i] Well, Good to see you, Field Marshal, Colonel. Where's the sociopath at? Busy electrocuting Rose? [i]It asked, sounding fairly upbeat.[/i] Who are you? [i]Clarkson asked, straight to the point.[/i] The weight of the world is on my shoulders, Nick, and that world doesn't want you. [i]The figure replied, almost happily.[/i] You're Atlas. [i]Wolfe said, Clarkson turning to look at him.[/i] DING DING DING! We've got a smart one. Question is, can he figure out what I want? [i]Clearly Atlas was enjoying himself.[/i] Me. [i]Wolfe replied dry.[/i] Well, not quite. Actually, I want all of you! Field Marshal Lord Clarkson for treason, you for four counts of premeditated murder, and your sociopath friend for war crimes. I think that's fair, right? You gents are living in an old world that forgives. There's no place for that now. You're useless to us, to them, and so, we're coming to collect, and I'll do it anyway I have to. I will continue to kill, pillage, and loot until I safely see you all executed. [i]Atlas' hologram retorted.[/i] Go to hell. [i]Wolfe replied, a bit more angry.[/i] Oh I will, and I'll be sure to say hi to Dear Old Dad! [i]He replied, laughing.[/i] [i]Wolfe immediately went silent, Clarkson picking up where he stopped.[/i] We were promised amnesty in turn for our services. I believe we've fulfilled our end of the deal, mate. Your deal was with England, not me. His deal was with you and the Castle. [i]With that, the hologram terminated.[/i] I'm getting too old for this sh*t... [i]Clarkson sighed.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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15 Replies[i]Violet was walking through the Dojo in the middle of the night, bored out of her mind. She was wearing a small nightgown that went down half way between her waist and knees. By mistake, she turned the nob of a door and walked into a room that didn't belong to her.[/i] ((JT))
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29 Replies[i]As the tournament finished for the first bracket, Xavier stepped out of the arena. He went to see Sketch after the fight, when everyone started leaving.[/i] [spoiler]Skeeeetch[/spoiler]
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7 Replies[b][u]BRACKET ONE TO THE TOURNAMENT HAS OFFICIALLY CLOSED. WINNERS OF THE FIRST BRACKET ARE NOW PENDING. STOP FIGHTING.[/u][/b]
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76 RepliesA black and lime green wolf wearing a hooded leather tunic, black pants and boots walked up the path to the dojo, a bow and quiver full of arrows slung over his back. A sheathed sword swung slightly at his side as he walked. A small red flying creature flew slightly ahead of him but then stopped and flew back to the man, landing on his shoulder.
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16 RepliesSOLDIER FIRST BRACKET "Okay! Now we have... Uhhhhh.... I DONT HAVE THEIR CHARACTER NAMES!!! DAMNIT! WELL! SCREW IT! JJ isn't using the simulation! He's got balls! He's up against Ginger and whoever the hell his character is!" JJ stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of them stands Ginger. 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 land mass in water. A massive green landmass grows under their feet, connecting to the wall and forming a peninsula. They are land locked. And the water around them seems to have a massive riptide. If someone fell in, it's likely they couldn't swim out. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a symbol showing a thunderbolt with an X on it. Nothing seems to change(PM me when you guys reach 70 replies). The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]For JJ and Ginger[/spoiler]
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14 RepliesSOLDIER FIRST BRACKET "Alright! I hope you brought some popcorn! Because we are gunna have some fun now! We got sawyer, who totally isn't the same as his "Lost" counterpart(unfortunately) up against Ama! The crazy ass scientist chick! BILL NYE PAYS OFF GUYS!!!" Sawyer stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Ama. 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 large piece of ground which is split down the middle. The entire arena suddenly becomes dry, and the ground turns to rock and rises. It continues to rise and rise until a massive ravine is formed. And on top of it, on opposite sides, the combatants. The massive gap separates them. But small planks make their way across the gaps so that they can each eachother in different locations. There are a few rocks laying around for cover. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on A dark cloud. Suddenly a dense smog rises from the ravine, and it's so thick it makes it difficult to breath. But, the combatants sight is only slightly crippled. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Veration and False[/spoiler]
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58 RepliesSOLDIER FIRST BRACKET "WHO'S THE BIGGER GUN?! I GUESS TODAY WE FIND OUT! BECAUSE WE GOT A CANNON, WHO IS NOT BOBBA FETT, AND A MORTAR!!! AND A CANNON! WHO LIKE I SAID! IS NOT BOBA FETT! NO WAY!" Mortar 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 pirate ship. The entire arena floods with water, but massive pirate ships appear under Cannon and Mortar. Each fighter on his own. Three more appear across the arena, separating the two. In the water, fins from Sharks prowl. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a tornado. Suddenly a massive tornado destroys the centre ship, sucking it up. This makes the tornado turn into a cyclone as the ships begin to sail around the vortex, nothing able to stop them. Now, there were two ships separating the combatants. As well as a tornado. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]for Cannon and Mortar[/spoiler]
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62 RepliesMELEE FIRST BRACKET "Oh boy do I have something special for this fight!!! CHILD MURDER!!! Errr. Not really. BUT! We do have a child! The one, the only, CELON! SUPER SAIYAN TOTTALY DIDNT KICK MY ASS CELON! And, the one you call the Titan Slayer! The daughter of the legendary douchebag Ornstein! OLIVIA!!!" Olivia stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of her stands Celon. 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 volcano. The entire arena suddenly turns into a massive volcano, with Olivia and Celon inside. They stand upon a large land mass, but surrounding it lies hot lava which looks as if it hungers for one of the competitors to fall in. The light shines down from the top, but it's difficult to see through the mirage of heat. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a picture of a figure who seems to be flying off the ground. Suddenly, every bit of weight is lifted off of the competitors as they begin to loose contact with the ground. There is no gravity.... And it seems some lava is rising as well.... The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Orn and Asap[/spoiler]
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45 RepliesEdited by Chinkronomicon: 11/14/2016 11:39:33 PMRANGED FIRST BRACKET Atop the arena stood a flickering silhouette of a man wearing a long coat. At his side was a katana sheathe and revolver, but one feature stood out - e emblem of the cobalt phoenix emblazoned on the chest of the overcoat. It was him. "Two warriors with mysterious pasts and formidable skill alike," said the figure's gravelly voice. "Endermaster and Shalidor, take your places. May your aim stay true as your resolve." Endermaster stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of them stands Shalidor. 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 piece of earth riddled with holes. The entire arena suddenly begins to shift, replacing the scenery with dry flatlands. Massive craters are then created, similar to the surface of the moon. These craters pockmarked the landscape. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on the symbol of a gust of wind dirtied by sand. A massive sandstorm engulfs the area, heavily reducing visibility and scratching at any exposed skin. The ghost of the Peacekeeper speaks once more. "Begin!" [spoiler]For Ooshmook and Haknir Deathbrand.[/spoiler]
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37 RepliesEdited by Chinkronomicon: 11/14/2016 10:21:15 PMRANGED FIRST BRACKET Atop the arena stood a flickering silhouette of a man wearing a long coat. At his side was a katana sheathe and revolver, but one feature stood out - e emblem of the cobalt phoenix emblazoned on the chest of the overcoat. It was him. "Skill manifests itself in a contrast of fate between these two warriors," the figure's said with an amused smile. "Who will emerge victorious? Xander, the ex-FizzCo thrill-seeking rail-grinder? Or perhaps the prodigy of Genellian, the masterful mage Cassandra Black?. Hold steadfast, warriors. For true wit shall be your guide today, regardless of weapon." Xander stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of them stands Cassandra. 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 waterfall. The entire arena shifted and fell, raising both opponents high up on opposite sides of a cliff overlooking a lake. Trees dotted the land on either side of the river. In between the two warriors were many rocks, some towering high and some low, yet all of them stood by the raging rapids of the river flowing off the cliff. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on an icon of a man clinging to a wall. The faces of the rocks flashed for a moment - both opponents would now be able to traverse the sides of rocks The figure speaks. "Begin!" [spoiler]Twig and Sonic.[/spoiler]
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67 RepliesSOLDIER FIRST BRACKET "Alright! This ones different! We have Xavier, some cliche Mary Sue scientific dude, and that... GOD DAMNIT IS THAT FURRY F-" The deity is cut off as Tesuto takes the mic. "And we have Sketch! YOUR sensei!" Sketch stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Xavier. 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 tree. The entire arena turns into a dark gloomy forest, dense with trees. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a picture of a man running on the wall. Suddenly the combatants feel as if they can run on surfaces they could not before(YOU can run on walls. In this case, trees.). The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Sketch and Frog[/spoiler]
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35 RepliesRANGED FIRST BRACKET Atop the arena stood a flickering silhouette of a man wearing a long coat. At his side was a katana sheathe and revolver, but one feature stood out - e emblem of the cobalt phoenix emblazoned on the chest of the overcoat. It was him. "The sun sets as two testaments to technology face each other," said the figure's gravelly voice. "The Frontiersman and a son of the Terran God-Emperor; JT the Cowboy vs. Jason of the Astartes. Take your places, gunslingers. Let honour guide your hand and bullets." JT stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of them stands Jason. 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 piece of ice surrounded by snow. The entire arena suddenly fills with snow, layers of it appearing beneath the fighters' feet. Within a few moments the entire arena had been converted into a snowy wonderland, with massive chunks and arches of ice dotting the white plains. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on the symbol of an apple falling. Massive chunks of ice and snow begin to rise up in the air, levelling the battlefield as many floating islands of ice, rock and snow are created - the gravity had been dialled down to zero. The Warriors begin to rise as well, but they would also notice the large chunks of metal hidden within each floating remnant... The ghost of the Peacekeeper speaks. "Begin!" [spoiler]JT vs. Wehb.[/spoiler]
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60 RepliesMELEE FIRST BRACKET "Okay...who...who even is this?! It's like I've only been hanging out with people I-Ohhhhhhhh....okay got it. We have Keira! Who's a person! And uhhhh... Oh holy shit! ITS BAL! OH DAMN! I BET HE'S COMPENSATING FOR SOMETHING BEING THAT TALL!!!" Bal stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Keira. 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 piece of grass. The entire arena suddenly turns into a beautiful flat plain. The thin green grass goes up to the two competitors ankles. The sun seems to beam down more here. Otherwise...there is nothing else. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on water. The sun flight fades away and it begins to rain. HARD. In fact, the water almost seems to drag the competitors down. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]For Dio and Steve[/spoiler]
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37 RepliesMELEE FIRST BRACKET "Alright! Now we've got... Uhhhh... Who the hell are these people?" Leone stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of them stands Quincy. 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 picture of what looks to be a black hill. The entire arena suddenly turns to sand, and dunes rise from the ground. But the sand...it's oily. When the hills dip, they give off dark liquid. Tar. If one were to fall into that, they would have a hard time getting out. Or a terrible death. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on A picture showing wind picking up sand. Suddenly a massive sandstorm builds, making it difficult to see anything that's twenty feet ahead. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]For Emps and Frost[/spoiler]
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17 RepliesEdited by Inflatablepants: 11/14/2016 10:01:07 PMSOLDIER FIRST BRACKET "Oh man oh Man! This is gunna be good! On your west, we have ROYAL! YOU KNOW?! THE GUY WHO TOTALLY DIDNT MAKE SOMEONE SO DEPRESSED THEY RAN A MASSIVE BATTLESHIP INTO THEIR OWN FLEET RESULTING IN SMALL SCALE GENOCIDE?! Good times man! Oh, and we got Stratos. That guys weird." Royal stands on the west side of the colosseum, and opposite of him stands Stratos. 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 valley. The entire arena suddenly TURNS INTO a lush valley. Going down hill slightly to meet at the middle. If one where to run up any side they would have high ground. Then, another slot projection takes the centre of the arena. Landing on a snowflake. Theentire arena suddenly becomes white with snow as a blizzard starts up. The cold bites at the combatants skin and makes vision difficult. The Deity gets on the mic. "FIGHT!" [spoiler]Royal and Stratos.[/spoiler]
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[u]Badland Brawls[/u] gunfire. chaos. It was the norm for a merc on the R.E.D. team, and the Medic was doing his favorite ruotine during such days. Practicing medicine of course, what else would a neo-n@zi doctor with a mad scientist's disposition be doing? he was crouched behind a low barrier in the building where his team was holed up, the team's engineer working on something "Dammit Conagher! Work faster!" yelled a man, face half-covered by the WWII styled helmet he wore, his accent obviously american the door blew off its hinges, and the Engineer was shot, but the small device activated, whirling on the ground, making a portal of sorts, something the medic dashed towards as metal men entered the room, firing at everything [u]Dojoville[/u] The medic crashed to the ground, his Syringe gun hitting the ground, and he looked up, his eyes glowing with surprise "Wat is los? Conagher? Scout? Soldier?" He got up, dusting off his lab coat with his red rubber-gloved hands, straightening his specticles "Hrmmph......no matter, I shall see about zhis......" He picked up the gun and walked towards the village ((open))
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261 Replies[u][i]Psychic fits:[/i][/u] *Vorim was wandering aimlessly around the Dojo. He was in a rather good mood and decided today would be the day to try and meet new people without Sketch's help. After finding that there wasn't anyone who wasn't already occupied with something, he sat down on a bench overlooking the lake. Despite it only causing people back on Sphirinia to think he doesn't want to be bothered, he resolved to sit and wait for someone to come and talk to him anyway. Maybe it might work better here? A red and white marble floated out of one of his pockets, surrounded by a blue aura that seemed to emanate from his hand. His eyes glowed blue as he played with the marble, watching it bounce and zig zag through the air in front of him. Suddenly, a chill went down Vorim's spine and the aura disappeared, causing the marble to fall to the ground. His head was suddenly covered with the feeling of pins and needles as his body went numb and his vision filled with dancing colored lights. He fell to the ground, twitching and humming as if he was having a seizure. Something very noticeable is that his eyes continued glowing blue, seeming to get brighter.* [u][i]The Dangers of a Silent World:[/i][/u] *Sapphire walked through Dojoville, identifying and entering the same grocery store she always did. They had the best salmon in town and Sapphire had to walk to the far end of Dojoville to get there. A while later she exited the grocery store, carrying a couple bags of groceries. She was unaware that a drunken man, seemingly in his late thirties had stumbled out as well and began to pursue her.* *Man "Hey! Freak!" *The man shouted after her but she didn't hear him. She just kept walking, unable to hear anything since Big S accidentally burst her eardrums. The man got angrier, shouting louder as he stumbled after her.* *Man "Don't you ignore meee! You may be in the Dojo but that doe'nt make you less uf and animulll!" *His slurred words had no impact on her as she kept walking, turning down an ally way to get to another street. He followed her, picking up a lead pipe and finally managing to catch up to her. He lifted it, getting ready to swing it at her neck.* [u][i]Elvis; There Can Only be One Insane Person Here!: (For ASAP)[/i][/u] *Elvis ran through the Dojo, frantically calling for grant. She was currently being chased by a group of very angry school children.* [spoiler]I haven't made my own post in who knows how long and I should really get to know a lot of people better with a social post. Just make your reply and state wether it's for Vorim or Sapphire and I'll reply accordingly.[/spoiler]
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225 Replies[b]In courtyard A1, a woman was sitting in a chair. Okay, nothing out of the ordinary, people alsways sat around A1. This woman was wearing a brown duster, over a white shirt. She was wearing black leggings with brown tennis shoes. She had green stud earrings in, her short, black hair not even going past them. She sat there, feet up, just enjoying the day.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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3 RepliesDoes this thing still exist?
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67 Replies[u]Memories[/u] Alpha slowly walked along the path leading out of the dojoville, to where he'd lived with his sister, Beta, before they were attacked. The ground crunched under his bare three-toed paws....both of which were synthetic. Actually, all of his limbs were cybernetic, he only wore a short sleeved T-shirt and Khaki shorts that went to his knees, showing off the white arms and legs, the joints of which glowed a light blue. He continued to walk, a small metal box in one arm to gather belongings so his sister would be able to be more comfortable living with Ry, who had taken over the role he had. Protect Beta, which he'd proven to be incapable of doing. He reached the front yard, putting a hand against the side of the Sparrowhawk as he walked through the door, which had been left ajar, and he began collecting items. Soon, a happy, yet paradoxically sad tune began to play from a music box, drawing attention to the small house. ((Open))
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9 Replies[b]The man was certainly an oddity among those within the dojo. He was quite large, a few good inches over six feet, with an array of muscles to match. Obviously of an Asian heritage, though his skin color was darker. His black hair was cut to a buzz, to prevent it from flying in the heat of battle. His clothes were robe-like, with leather reinforced pants, and a massive blue shoulder guard to match his outfit. Upon his back was a massive black curved sword, which seemed to disturb the populace, giving him a wide space to move freely. The bulge at his side was obviously a hand gun. Something else lay under his back-robe. His non-guarded arm had three black dragon tattoos, their winding bodies converging at his un-gloved hand. He set the guns aside, and kicked them out of the circular arena. A melee and Magic fight was enough for him. He sat, in the middle, placing his hands on his knees and breathing in and out deeply, a form of meditation. Eventually, a massive serpent dragon circled the arena, made up of light. It seemed to float, and fly casually, almost a watch dog more than guard. An animal to warn him of challengers. That's when he heard the footsteps. The man stood up, gesturing to the thrown guns as the dragon like snake exploded into a dazzling display of light and beauty. The dragon tattoos faintly glowed red as his guarded hand placed itself on his sword.[/b] Those are your rules. I can't promise you'll leave without a scratch. [spoiler]Open! Mostly fights, but he's willing to talk, if not. [/spoiler]
