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Edited by Inflatablepants: 1/25/2018 4:22:10 AM
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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 BondyMilk: 4/17/2017 4:00:44 AM
    On Cylus' return from his adventure at the wall, he overhears locals talking about being tested. Naturally curious and bored without a fight, he approaches the two Dojoville citizens. After a brief interaction, he learns that his skills can be "tested" if he returns to the gate from which he entered. If he were to request a tester there, he could be faced against a certain set of trials. Excited for the oppurtunity, he hurries to the base of the steps. Looking up, he launches his grapples at the face of the rock, and begins climbing. Using his momentum, he swings himself across the face of the rock and up to higher ledges. Naturally faster than climbing the steps, Cylus reaches the path in no time. When he approaches the gate, he sees that it hasn't changed since he had first arrived. The gate was open for tourists, but all was quiet and peaceful. "Hello?" He called. "I was told to come here if I uh... wanted to be tested. Some sort of trial?" He stood patiently waiting, but got no response. Yet he felt someone watching him. Feeling sure of a presence, he began to speak. "Well... My name is Cylus and I've been here in Dojoville for a while now. I think its about time I did something with my time and I heard this is the way to do it. So.... Where do I begin?"

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    • Edited by MuelKnightLego: 4/15/2017 8:00:11 PM
      [b]An unexpected return[/b] [b]A single phone rings out throughout the dojo. On the other end is a battlefield in a nearby system, the person calling tapping his foot. [/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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      • Edited by Cannon011: 4/16/2017 2:18:56 AM
        [b][i][u]And the Soldiers Stood By...[/u][/i][/b] Fíonn sits on the balcony railing at the Tower watch, gazing at the Traveler. Despite the wishes of the Vanguard, he had gained quite the following of Guardians, the largest army since Twilight Gap. And today they would go to war with the darkness. [spoiler]Splash [/spoiler]

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        • Edited by Inflatablepants: 4/17/2017 12:34:58 AM
          [b]Chapter Three[/b] [spoiler]make sure to read chapter two before continuing![/spoiler] One by one, all of the dojo members were carried or dragged out onto the bridge by cloaked figures as well as the five white haired men and women. They were put on the bridge, and pulled up to their knees so they could look ahead at the castle. Lyn, Arianna, Royal, Isaac, it didn't matter who. All of them were drugged, or gassed, to their knowledge. Their powers, abilities, skills, all of them were hindered. Even those considered immortal by their enemies were subdued. It turned out that the men and women known as Felix, Diana, Faolin, Cain and Lilly were actually the siblings to Alex. Then, the older white haired man with the cane was their father. This man was known as Tywin Coldbourne. Zane and Anne knew these things already of course, but the others only knew bits and pieces. Suddenly, after all of them were dragged to the bridge, two more figures were thrown in front of Zane. His son, and his daughter. They were breathing, but unconscious. He couldn't focus on anything, as the gas had made him narrow sighted. The same went for everyone else. But, he and the rest of them dojo members saw what was ahead of them. In front of them were the six Coldbourne family members. There was Lilly, on the far right. Cain who was to her left. Then Tywin, then Felix and Diana and Faolin. In front of Tywin and Felix, in the middle, was Alex who was put down on his knees. Tywin walked forward, the infinite blade in his hand. He twirled Alex's massive blade around and swung it through the air. "Hmph! My, no kidding people think your a damned legend. This blade does all the work for you with its balance." Tywin said gruffly. His face was pale, and had wrinkles on its cheeks. He had white hair, like his children, but there were strands of grey coming out. He had brilliant blue eyes and and edged face as well. And, he was absolutely terrifying. "Screw...you..." Alex made out. He spoke with a slur as he said so. "Sorry? I didn't quite get that boy." Tywin said to Alex. He clearly heard it as he knelt down beside his son, but it wasn't enough. "Screw-!" Alex was interrupted as Tywin slapped him across the face. It let out and audible [i]SMACK[/i] that almost echoed across the mountains. "DAD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Lilly, the smallest girl, let out. She ran towards the two men in front, but Cain grabbed her by her arm and pulled her back. "Lilly. Let this happen." Diana said. "It will be over soon." Felix and Faolin both smiled at those words as Tywin stood up. He twirled the infinite blade in hand as he looked out at the dojo warriors. "Hmph! I suppose that this is rather confusing for some of you. So, I'll tell you why I'm doing this. To be brief. Dear Alexander here, is my damned son. Not only that, but a LONG time ago, he killed me. Isn't that something? He killed his father, AND his king." "Because...you...." Alex tried to let out. "Oh shut up boy." Tywin then interrupted. "I disciplined my children. As I disciplined you." Tywin paced behind Alex and twirled the massive sword in his hand. "That being said, you committed QUITE the crime. In fact, it is one of the most SERIOUS crimes." "Treason." Felix clarified with a smile. "Mmmm. That's right, Felix. Treason." "S-stop...please..." Anne begged. The woman was in love with Alex, as was he to her. Her eyes were wet with fear and she shook from the drugged gas. "Oh. My...this is Anne isn't it?" Diana asked. "My brothers lover. Oh...how sad." Diana said ominously. "L-leave...her..." Alex made out. Tywin looked down at his son. "Hmmm? Oh, yes of course Alexander. I wouldn't think of touching the girl. Right now, that is." "Stop. Please!" Anne was able to say clearly. Tears ran down her cheeks as she made out the words. Alex looked right at her, and only her. He looked like he was trying to say something, but he couldn't make it out. "I'm sorry, dear. But I'm afraid Alex has already sent this train in motion..." Tywin said. He turned to Faolin as he stopped behind Alex. "Faolin, son?" "Hehe. Yes, father?" The large man asked Tywin. "Tell me, what is the punishment for treason?" "Death, of course Father." Faolin answered. Tywin raise the infinite blade close to his chest with his right hand. The blade glimmered in the dusk of the evening and shined bright. "Death...eh?" Tywin said quietly and suggestively. He looked off to the town, before he spoke his grim words. "What an excellent idea." Then, without warning, Tywin brought the infinite blade back and thrusted it forward, straight through Alex's chest. A look of surprise came upon his face as his own blade impaled his chest. He looked at Zane. His breath was light, and as Tywin brought the blade out from his sons chest, Alex's blue eyes faded as he took one last look at the world. He looked to Anne, and said...something. But no one could catch it. Then, he fell forward. Limp and lifelessly. "NOOOOO!" Cried the small white haired girl as she broke out crying. Cain held her back as she wailed into his suit. Anne fell forward, unconscious, as soon as Alex hit the ground... [spoiler]How this post will work: You will reply with your reaction. You will reply to the person before you, and the person after that. After a bit of time, I will reply to the latest person to continue this chapter. This cycle will keep going until the chapter ends. Do not reply to someone if they were already replied to. Always reply to the latest person.[/spoiler]

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          • [b]Chapter Two[/b] Alex escorted Zane through the party crowd and past the throne. From there, the two went to the back wall where there were a series of doors at the back. Alex opened the middle door and walked through, where him and Zane started up a spiral stair case. If was warmly lit, and the steps were made of an oak that let off a nostalgic musty smell and produced a [i]Thud[/i] with every step. [spoiler]for Zane [/spoiler]

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            • Edited by Inflatablepants: 4/15/2017 9:15:41 PM
              [b]The Darkest Solstice [/b] [b]Chapter One[/b] Once again, another email received from Coldbourne castle. This one however was sent out to many, many people. In fact, it's quite possible everyone even affiliated with the dojo was invited. The email also was not the usual job recruitment, but rather a invitation to join Alex Coldbourne at a Galla(or as described in the email, "A fancy ass party"). The Galla is was being held at Coldbourne Castle, in the Ko-Rudo mountains. All of the guests were expected to be dressed to the nines, which was odd considering who was hosting. But, many people obliged, and made their way to the mountains and Coldbourne castle. The Galla started at 4:00pm, so it was still light out when the guests started to arrive. When they did get to the castle, they walked across the long bridge that stretched across the mountain range and towards the tall and impressive castle. That being said, the castle wasn't intimidating. Rather, it looked warm with its light orange lighting and fashionable walls. The bridge also provided the best view for the village that had been built in this mountain range. The homes looked incredibly cozy with their wooden design, and there were dozens of them that were built all across the mountain sides. Bridges and platforms connected them all and there were railings to ensure no one could accidentally fall. There were also homes built on some of these platforms, which were reinforced with strong steel beams that dig deep into the mountains they were in between. Inside the castle, there were already dozens of guests. Some were familiar faces to dojo members, others were not. That being said, everyone there was incredibly well dressed for the occasion. The throne room had been turned into the destination of the Galla, and there were many different things inside. There were tables that had more food then needed for the occasion, and tables with a variety of what an innocent mind would think is punch. There were also servers, all dressed incredibly well, and probably two dozen heaters stationed around different points of the castle to keep the populace warm. More newcomers came in, and aimed to greet others, or simply wished to attend. [spoiler]Combined post!(meaning anyone signed up for the plot can reply here). Objective: Talk to people at the party. You can either enter, or already be there, it's your choice! [/spoiler]

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              • [u]just another one of those days..[/u] [i]sitting under the shade of a tall hickory tree near the lake. Not doing much of anything like usual. The grass was very tall in this area as not very many people come this side of the lake. He come here just to clear his head and think. Nanos was about six foot tall, thin build, long brown hair and hazel eyes with a pair huge silver wings folded neatly on his back. He was sitting in the shade with his eyes closed. It wasn't long before he had the feeling that he wasn't alone as he slowly opens his eyes and reaches down slowly for his staff. He was being very careful not to make any sudden moves as he heard a branch snap as he heard something walking nearby clearly stalking him. He wouldn't be able to fly away from it cause it was way too close. [/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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                • [spoiler]yeah yeah i know its a easter post :p[/spoiler] [b]The hunt.. for the easter bunny[/b] [i]the dew was still on the grass it was still earlier as many people were still in bed because the sun hadn't yet risen yet making eveything seem so peaceful... Or at least that's akiko thought at least as she quietly slept as a cat under a small bench in the courtyard. She was sound asleep when she heard the sounds of someone moving around. She opened her eyes to see what it was. But she couldn't believe what she saw or understand it. Akiko remains very quiet as she watches a figure move around placing random eggs of every shape and size in any available hiding spot imaginable. She could see that was some sort bunny like creature hopping around the place with a basket slung over its black fur covered arm. It had long ears that constantly moved as it listened for any faint noise.the creature only stood a good three feet in height so it was rather small but very fast as it soon finished with the courtyard and disappeared into thin air with a chuckle. Akiko wondered what she had seen but to her surprise. She took a step forward and stepped on a piece of paper that had writting on it but alas she can't even read it. So akiko grabs in her mouth and starts looking for someone to help her read it. Akiko pretty much runs up to the first person she sees then starts trying to get their attention while holding the in her mouth. [/i] [spoiler]your the person she trying to get attention from[/spoiler] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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                  • Edited by BondyMilk: 4/17/2017 1:46:15 AM
                    [b]Revised[/b]

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                  • [b][i][u]Going Medieval[/u][/i][/b] [i]Somewhere outside Dojoville[/i] A large cat like creature, almost like a pale, and hairless, lion rampaged through the woods on its way toward the town. It's blood red eyes glowed with hatred and malice, it was clear this thing was out to kill. "Halt!" A man clad in medieval style chain-mail stepped between it and the village, wielding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. His surecoat was black, as was his shield, save for a white cross with a trinity Knot in the center. "Be gone, creature of darkness!" The man stepped forth, his blade raised high as ge slashed at it's head. The monster was quick however, and easily dodged the blow before delivering it's own. The knight moved fast, catching the fowl beast's claws across his shield and delivering a fatal thrust to it's hind leg. The monster howled an unearthly shriek, it's wound oozing blood black as the shadow from which it came. In a final desperate attempt to escape, it threw it's weight at the knight, whom batted it away with his shield before delivering the fatal blow with a sweep of his blade upon the creature's neck. With a burst of flame, the beast left the wprld of the living, replaced with mere ash and bone. Stepping back, the knight kneeled before his kill and bowed his head in a prayer of thanks for his victory, seemingly unaware of his spectator. [spoiler]Open, you are the spectator.[/spoiler]

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                    • Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 4/14/2017 10:02:19 PM
                      [u]Of monster and machine[/u] While the androids were busy researching the dojo it seemed something unexpected was brewing far off in a small city. Reports of unusual machines appearing from seemingly nowhere started to show up and wander the area. At first the machine lifeforms seemed to be celebrating. It was actually a very pleasant surprise to see the metal beings dancing and parading around. Many seemed kind and participating in the preparation of Easter. Unfortunately after a few days passed another wave of machines came down and their intentions weren't so pleasant. In only 48 hours after arrival a majority of the machines managed to turn the town into nothing but an urban battleground as they tore through everything. An anomaly appeared on radar with two large energy spikes. At that point YorHa command gave the order. 13B was to perform an extermination operation with permission to bring any willing to assist in the situation [spoiler]haven't made profiles yet but two new character will be coming out of this.[/spoiler] [spoiler]open. Well I put the word easter in it does that count?[/spoiler]

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                      • Edited by Stitch: 4/15/2017 4:38:33 AM
                        [i]In the streets of Dojoville a 2'0" tall, white fox looking creature runs around, causing some chaos by accident. Kids sometimes run after it which gets in the way of the busy adults and it sometimes jumps on top of food carts, knocking them over. At one point it's running from a group of kids and jumps over a wall...and onto your head on the other side.[/i] [spoiler]Open. Tell me if you can't see the image.[/spoiler]

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                        • Fuq yous are gay

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                          • [i][b][u]Mid-Day, on a hill nearby the Dojo where Balthazar and Po's house used to be.[/u][/b][/i] [u]Sunlight glares down upon the decrepit house as the now thirty foot tree sways in the wind. Planted close to the date of their departure, it has grown tall since the last time it's had a visitor. On this day, it and the once cosy house, now fallen into disrepair, would receive a visitor... a visitor in search of information. As the overgrown grass sways and the unkempt weeds flourish in the old garden, the gravel path unused for such a time is disturbed for the first time in years. Heavy steps crunched along the path leading towards the house as a massive figure makes his way up the hill. Light glints off of the man's armor, his helmet nowhere to be seen, and his weapons the same. His relatively short hair is compensated for by his massive beard, his handsome features accentuated by the chrome buffering on the strange metal. Walking up to the door, he moves his hand towards the handle to open it. Before he can touch the handle he pauses, sucking in his breath as he debates the action in his head. His hand shakes as he moves closer, the color draining from his face. He grasps the handle firmly, pushing forwards. The door cracks before shattering and breaking away from the handle, it's hinges rusted and broken from the years of disuse. Looking into the darkened house, his eyes search for something- anything that could lead to the location of his father. Moving into the house, Bjorn begins to search.[/u] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                            • [b][u]NOTE!!!!!: THE PLOT WILL BEGIN, 90% CHANCE, TOMORROW! HOPEFULLY IN THE MID-AFTERNOON! ALL CURRENT SIDE QUESTS WILL BE CANCELED WHEN THE PLOT GOES UP! MORE DETAILS WILL BE RELEASED TONIGHT!!![/u][/b]

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                              • [b][u]Home is Boring[/u][/b] [i]The Titans' Apartment,The Last City, Earth, Back in Their Timeline; A few hours earlier...[/i] JJ sat on his bed, polishing his sniper rifle. Chase stood in the doorframe. "Ya know what I miss?" JJ asked, "That place we found on the other side of the gate. Never got to fully explore it." "Why would you miss it?" Chase counterquestioned. "The place was diverse. Lots of life, lots of cultures, lots of people." There was a brief moment of silence. "I wish there was a Vex Gate in my closet, so I can go there and come back as I please." "James, that's a really bad idea." "I know, because the Vex and all... still would be cool though." "Seriously, you want goblins coming out of your closet." "You have a point, there would be radiolaria all over my room. What if I fly my ship thorough the big gate on Venus?" "No, don't do that." "Screw it, I'm going to Venus. Bye Chase!" [b]Now...[/b] [i]Outskirts of Dojoville, 01:27[/i] JJ's ship, a "Fatal Vision", crashed just outside the walls. The crash had stuck the cockpit completely underground. The Titan was trapped in his ship, locked in the cockpit. The large orange ship puzzled those who awoke to to the sound of it crashing. [spoiler]Open, explore the crash site. [/spoiler]

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                                • Edited by NightBloomsFell: 4/14/2017 11:08:02 PM
                                  [b]What lies within deep down..[/b] [i]a quiet hush is over the dojo as its early morning in the dojo. The dew was still glistening on the grass as the sun slowly rises in the west. A very tired akiko stretches and crawls out from a hole in a box she had slept the night before. She didn't really like being indoors very much having spent a good amount of time outside. So she was used to sleeping wherever as long as it was warm and small enough for to squeeze into. She had pretty spent a lot of her time running around as a fluffy silver housecat so she saw a lot things and not very many paid her any mind either. So she walked around as a cat looking at different while trying to stay out of other people's. [/i] [spoiler]open bored as hell[/spoiler]

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                                • [i]Indulging in one's natural instinct.[/i] [i]A full moon hung over the starry night of the Dojo, as all went to their beds or in some cases still in bars. However, this story takes place nearby. In the barren...ville of Dojoville not a single soul was to be seen, as it had been purged time and time again by either crazy people with a thing for skinning, or full blown invasions. However, one did lurk in the shadows, as he did every night. He had light blue hair that cascaded down to his neck and had been trimmed on the top, black pupils with a hungering look within them, though covered by his cherry red glasses, with the glass itself tinted to a dark orange and a sharp, angular face pale as the moon. His clothing style was somewhat eccentric, being a dark green duffel coat that ended at the middle of his shins, it had merely 4 buttons on it which closed at bottom of his ribcage and stomach rather tightly. The cuffs were rolled back once, showing off the brown leather gloves he had on. Underneath the duffel coat was a brown turtleneck with two golden rectangles on the neck Then he wore simple dress pants of a dark green color, along with brown and green loafers. He was merely waiting...waiting for something.[/i] [spoiler]Open. Ghiaccio is indeed back.[/spoiler]

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                                  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 4/14/2017 2:16:52 AM
                                    [i]"Undertaking"[/i] [i]Unknown Location...[/i] A lone engineer walked up to some massive machine. Tucked away in the growing ruins of an old church, laid the mainframe for one of the most despised beings within known Alliance space. His name? The Illusive Man. And he'd became an AI...who'd rather want to keep things quiet. That lone engineer happened to be a quarian, who had proceeded to upload as much as he could use, looking up at the man. "Illusive Man; we've gotten reports of victories on Harmony, Demeter, and Terra Nova, sir. Mrs. Brooks is...well, on the defensive." He replied, the Illusive Man poping out as some AI reformed as some holographic human. "Good. As in return...the crew of the Deimos have managed to gain success in gaining three of the Shepard's. Unfortunately, they haven't recovered [i]her[/i] just yet." He replied, the Quarian simply looking down in response. "Damn it. Do you at least know where she could be?" He replied, the Illusive Man nodding in response. "Yes; and I believe I know exactly who to trust. Problem is, their enemy isn't Cerberus, or some mercenary faction...no...it's something much more dangerous." He responds, a smile creeping up his face. ----------------------------------------------- [i]Bang! Bang! Bang! [/i] Something woke up Val, as she carefully snuck passed her adopted child Maya, and proceeded to open the hatch to the ship. A Cerberus operative laid in wait, a simple Assault Trooper, in normal Cerberus gear. Someone, however, was watching this entire ordeal...it was up to them what they wanted to do... [spoiler]Open to Roy. BTW, you're that person watching the two.[/spoiler]

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                                    • *teleports behind you* pssh... nothing personnel... kid

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                                      • [b]A soft heartbeat... Why was it so goddamn loud though? It was close... Too close... It was barely noticeable on his chest... Or was it in his chest? Was someone pressed against him or was that heart his he heard and felt pounding? Why couldn't he tell? Why the hell did it confuse him so much? He slowly brought a wet hand to his face, wiping the liquid over his face. Wait. Why was his hand wet? He didn't remember it being wet when he... Did he go to sleep? Or did he pass out? Why couldn't he remember? A better question, why could he remember where he was in the first place? Where the hell was he? His eyes were closed... He felt rough ground below him, as if it was gravel or some sort of cobblestone under his back. Why was he laying down in the first place? Last thing he remembered... He didn't. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't remember his name. He didn't remember his family or friends, if he had any... He didn't understand any of it... Ad this point he put his hand on his chest, just to find someone else's back. So there was someone on top of him... Who was it? Why hadn't he opened his eyes yet? He was afraid, mostly. What if whatever was on top of him was asleep and would kill him if he woke it up? He put his hand back to his face, and finally realized how parched he was. His mouth was a damn desert, dry as a bone. He finally mustered up the courage, and opened his eyes. That didn't really help his current situation. It didn't hurt, but it didn't exactly help. The first thing he looked at was the person. The person was a female, that much was clear, and she was actually looking up at him, smiling. It was a creepy smile, stretched like something right from a horror film. But it wasn't malicious. It looked mischievous, but it harbored no malice. Well, no serious malice, didn't seem she would try to seriously harm anyone in the immediate time frame. The second thing he noticed was her skin. It was a light teal, like someone had dipped her in blue paint and set her out to dry for a while. Her eyes were normal, save that her eyes were the same color as her skin. She had her hair cut in various lengths, some as short as a bob, others as far down as her shoulders. This seemed very random, but meticulously planned. Wait, that made no sense. Why did he think it? He shook the thought from his mind, and looked down at her clothes. She wore a brown trench coat, open to reveal a white shirt. The trench coat was ragged, several small holes bored in it in several places, mostly around the bottom and collar of it. She wore a pair of brown jeans, and brown boots. He thought the outfit was very plain, but something else caught his eye. Her ears. They were pointed, like an elf's in a fantasy story. A look of confusion spread across his face, and the woman laughed, jumping up from on top of him. He looked to the right, and saw a small bowl of water. That must've been what made his hand wet. He slowly stood up. Then it hit him. He remembered where he was. He was outside. Outside a place called the Dojo, in the little town below the actual site of the place he was headed for. He remembered now. The woman was Sub, and was... Him. She was him. He shook his head for a second. Yes... Yes, she was him. Rather, she is his subconscious he'd removed and put into a body to get rid of its antics. He slowly smiles, happy he'd made it. He remembered why he'd passed out now. He'd lived across the planet, in a desert, for a very long time. He'd made the trek to the Dojo all in one day, sprinting the whole way. That's why he was parched. But it didn't explain why Sub had laid on top of him.[/b] "Sub, why the hell were you on top of me?" [b]Sub looked down at him like he was dumb. She laughs heartily again.[/b] Sub: "Because, Ricky, I was bored as hell and was waiting for you to wake up!" [b]He sighs. This was just like her to do this. He thought she was totally insane, though he supposed that's what a subconscious was without the rest of the mind. A bunch of insane blatherings of the mind all melded together to make someone do things automatically. He spoke again.[/b] "My name isn't even Ricky. Or Rick. It's Richard, Sub." Sub: "Oh yeeeeaaaah... I'll just call you Dick then!" [b]He sighs even heavier, and speaks again.[/b] "If you call me Dick then I'll take you out of that body and shove you back into my head." [b]Sub frowns at him, seemingly genuinely upset.[/b] Sub: "You're no fun!" [b]He takes a step towards her, and she takes five back. She laughs again, and picks a brown fedora from the ground, putting it on after dusting it off. He speaks again.[/b] "Get me a damn mirror. I wanna see how I look." [b]Sub pulls a hand mirror from her pocket, and hands it to him. He looks at himself. He had brown hair, brown eyes. He'd remembered that much, along with his very pale skin, side effect of working the lab so often. He was wearing a plain, red t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans. He wore black tennis shoes. His hair was short, not much longer than a crew cut. His left arm had a very large burn on it, from his work on the lab. He hands the mirror back to Sub, and begins to walk to the Dojo gates, Sub in tow. When he gets there, he knocks on the gates very hard, making his hand ache a little.[/b] [spoiler]Open. Got bored.[/spoiler]

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                                        • [b]The return.[/b] [b]A familiar ship hung in the air, and while it was much more banged up than when it had originally arrived at the dojo, it was still clearly recognizable. Fortis, or at least his ship, had returned to the dojo. But something was wrong. The ship was on fire, and smoke rapidly funneled out of it. The ship seemed to be out of control, and about to crash into the dojo.[/b] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

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                                          • Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 4/5/2017 12:18:40 AM
                                            [u]The Soldier of YorHa[/u] A few hours ago Amari's lab had gotten air of a crash landing of something like a ship that had hit against the mountain. Eventually images got out that occasionally showed what looked like a person carrying someone wandering in a field of destroyed mechanical beings. Every time she was injured she'd back off and a light seemed to emanate from the wound as the flesh began closing up. A small drone followed close by as she walked. The person in her arms was not moving and was barely a shell of synthetic tissue and flesh. He was well beyond saving yet she didn't want to let him go. [spoiler]open. Intro the 13B (or Bayonet). Nier Automata themed character.[/spoiler]

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                                            • Edited by Splashback77: 4/12/2017 1:58:45 AM
                                              [b]The Fate of Warlock Grey[/b] [i]Black Garden, Meridian Bay, Mars[/i] The roses of the Garden waved in the wind. A Warlock walks among them, carrying the eye of a minotaur in her hand. She doesn't care about the thorns tearing into her robes. She simply walks toward the large cliff. When she entered the cave, she shivered sensing the prescence of an old, ancient power. Green fires burned like columns as she approached the age-old, precursor hobgoblin that was draped in bright green moss. In front of the seemingly frozen vex unit, lay a red scrying bowl made to look like a rose. She lies the eye into the bowl, saying, "O prophet of the skoteino kipo, what is my fate?" The old hobgoblin powers own, its eye turned violet, and the air with green mist. [i]Thee. Warrior who forges thy own fate, whose destiny is in thy own hands, wishes to know thy future. This is a paradox. [/i] "Truth. I seek truth. Also, the reason I exist is a paradox. My life is a paradox surrounded by other paradoxes. I am still mortal." [i]I see. The fate of the living paradox, the last of the Grey warriors. Does thee wish to see thy future, Warlock?[/i] "Yes." The green mist swirled around her like a whirlpool. [i]Terra reclaimed, With a force of light, This new Golden Age, Won't come without a price, The void accursed, Her power will be stronger, With a swift stab, Hunter's reign will be longer; The last Grey warrior, will meet their doom, bound to the four armed, and the broken tomb; A friendship broken, Smashed like tin, The Titan's daughter, Will rise again.[/i] The hobgoblin's eye turn off, and the mist disappeared. The eye of the minotaur was gone. The Warlock left the cave, muttering. [spoiler]Closed[/spoiler] [spoiler]Don't complain because all my charas crossed back to their timeline.[/spoiler]

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                                              • Edited by Stitch: 4/11/2017 7:32:20 AM
                                                [quote]"Everything flows." - Heraclitus[/quote] "Catch her!" [i]Three angry men in security uniforms run after a tiny, young girl. It's obvious her small legs aren't letting her run fast enough to get away as she runs down the dojoville streets, the men gaining ground.[/i] "Get back here, thief!" [i] The girl looks extremely frightened and scared of the men giving chase and frequently looks over her shoulder to see how close they are. This works against her because she suddenly trips on uneven pavement and crashes to the ground, scraping her hands and knees on the road. The men catch up to her with rage clear in their eyes as they surround the girl.[/i] "Come on, hand back what you stole, runt!" [i] She curls up on the floor, beginning to tear up.[/i] "Do it before we have to get physical!" [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                                                • Edited by Haknir: 4/5/2017 10:19:43 PM
                                                  [b][i][u]Chapter 3: Into the jungle 4:00 PM[/u][/i][/b] https://youtu.be/SBP1Lxsj0wc [i]Now that they made it to the island, it was time for the fun to truly begin. Haknir and Captain Edward led the crew into the jungle while the other gang members stayed back, guarding the ship. The resources of the crew were now cut off as they went deeper. It was a matter of survival now. As they journeyed into the tree line, all seemed fine. The sun still shined through the canopy well enough and the wildlife sounded amazing. However, as they ventures further, sunlight began to became more and more scarce. The birds began to chirp in a more dreadful tone. There truly was something wrong with this place. Haknir looked back at the crew.[/i] "We're getting closer. Be careful, these places can sweep you up without warning." [i]Everyone slowed down a bit more and started treading more carefully.[/i] [spoiler]Open! Traverse the cursed jungle![/spoiler] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/224475334/0/0/1 More story bits[/spoiler]

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