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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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  • Edited by Old Man Kent: 1/15/2017 7:13:09 AM
    [spoiler]Begin the music on the 7th paragraph, excluding dialogue.[/spoiler] [b]Bring My Daughter Home... | Kent's Main Operating Base | Part III[/b] Today he would see her. After six years, Kent would finally see his daughter. When on Earth, he had met a woman he wanted to be with for the rest of his life, even if he barely got to see her. She meant everything to him - she still does mean everything to him. She is home - [i]his[/i] home. The helipad is filled with soldiers, lined up on either side of the walkway, their guns resting on their shoulders, pointing towards the sky. The sky is clear, and the wind light, lazily blowing snow off of the hangers edge. There had been a slight snow squall earlier in the day, though by now it had turned to dust. Kent stands at the end of the walkway, staring at the helipad. He is wearing a black suit, with a white button-down shirt and a red tie. If he were to see his daughter today, he wanted to look as pleasing as possible. He runs his fingers through his hair - he's nervous. He isn't sure what his daughter looks like by now, having not seen her ever since she was a newborn. He felt guilty for the most part, leaving her at such a terrible time, just when she needed him most. [i]There were things I had to do, things that depended on me…[/i] it still didn't sound right to him. Some time had passed, but finally, the helicopter had arrived. The reverberation from the engine causing Kent's body to vibrate. The force of the propellers pushes the snow away in a circular motion, sending it into the air. Kent starts to walk forward as the helicopter doors open. His heart is beating a mile a minute, he can not contain his anxiousness. Two soldiers hop out of the helicopter, then, turning around, they assist someone out - his daughter. As she drops down onto the floor, she looks up with a smile. [i]That smile…[/i] Kent thought to himself, grinning. Her jet-black hair is tied into a bun, with two strands of hair coming down past the front of her ears. [i]She is beautiful…[/i] Kent thought to himself, her bright blue eyes looking into his. Her face seems so perfect to him. [i]She looks so much like her mother...[/i] Kent wraps his arms around her, hugging her as tight as he can - she's here now. Kent releases a sigh of relief as she wraps her arms around the back of his neck, squeezing tightly. “Hi dad.” She said, tears filling her eyes. “Hey sweetie, I've missed you.” He says, choking on the words. "I missed you to-" She's cut off. A [i]crack[/i] echoes from the distance, sending a jolt of fear into Kent's body. His daughter yelps, collapsing to the ground, holding the left side of her waist. Kent sits there in shock, unknowing of what to do. He feels anger, despair, sadness all at once. [i]Why now? Why her…[/i] Kent grabs his daughter as the soldiers begin to fire at the location of the sniper. The bullets ring through his ears, the shouting of Kent's men seem so distant to him, faded and broken. It's cold. The only warmth available to him was her blood. She lay there, crying in his arms at the pain, wishing for it to stop. There was nothing she could do - nothing [i]they[/i] could do. Her blue eyes glistened as tears rolled down her cheek, it was almost time. He had been holding her in his arms, cradling her, whispering to her. “It's okay baby girl… it's okay. Shh, shh. Everything is going to be okay…” He too, was crying. Her breathe becomes raspy, each inhale becoming more faint after every exhale. Her bloodshot eyes seem to peer through his, appearing emotionless - like glass. Her grip slowly fades as her head slumps down over his forearm. Her final breath leaves her cold, pale lips. The hand she used to cover her wound had finally fallen off, revealing her blood drenched clothes. She was only six. “Baby please… don't go, baby… no, please… please baby girl…” He pulled her closer, cradling her against his own chest. He was crying even more now. He holds up the back of her head, his tears slowly sliding down his cheek and onto her pale forehead. Her hair smelling like raspberry-vanilla - her favorite. He clung to her, begging, praying for his pride and joy - his baby - to return back to him. He needed her. This world is too cruel alone - he can't do this alone. He tries to stand as his knees tremble and shake. He feels weak, helpless, struggling to lift his own daughters body from the floor. She couldn't hold onto the back of his neck like she had before. This was much more difficult. He tries to take a few steps forward, just to collapse on the floor once again, sobbing as he cradles his now deceased daughter. He never wanted this to happen. It was over. [spoiler]Closed. Open to feedback.[/spoiler]

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