originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b][u]Before reading further, something you should know:[/u][/b]
[spoiler]This is an RP thread. If you don't like that kind of thing, than I suggest you hit the back tab now.[/spoiler]
Welcome to the [DIGITAL_DOJO], a safe haven for warriors of any kind. Here, all are welcome to train for whatever purpose they may have, whether it be a war, or for personal improvement. You may bring weapons, or buy them here, as we can provide for the unarmed.
OUR POLICY:
The dojo will remain neutral to all other groups, and anyone is welcome to train. This also means we will not interfere with other battles, nor will we start one ourselves. There is one exception however, it is the sovereignty. We have declared war on them, and we will grill their corpses...
If you wish to truly join us, you must go through testing by me or by designated personnel. If not, you do not have permission to take up permanent residence.
This place is centered around fighting. This includes a multitude of different fighting techniques, ranging from bladed weaponry, ranged, magical, to even firearms. We have specialists for each, and we also carry some forms of each in stock.
Another important notice to everyone: do not add or make adjustments to the dojo without asking me first. This includes relations with other groups, buildings, particularly dangerous equipment, and new members.
NEWS:
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WE'VE HIT 50,000!! DON'T SHUT US DOWN NOW![/spoiler]
IMPORTANT THINGS TO NOTE:
[spoiler]I'm not always going to be here! If I don't respond, look for one of the Lieutenants.[/spoiler]
[b]RULES[/b]
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1-the dojo will remain neutral under any and every circumstance, with one exception (see rule 6). All members are required to follow this rule.
2-Any member attempting to take another members life without consent or approval from either the person in question or me will be removed. This becomes effective immediately.
3-Godmodding will grant you a removal from the dojo.
4-lieutenants will now be selected based on merit, not time spent. It is still a factor, but not the main reason for selection.
5-Remember that you cannot win every fight. Try to win if you can, but if you are put up against impossible odds, do not resort to godmodding
6-Anyone and everyone of the sovereignty is our enemy. Kill them and bring their corpses back to the dojo for grilling
7-Ookshmook383141 is not permitted to participate due to constant harassment. No one is permitted to allow him entry.
General RP rules will be discussed in the group[/spoiler]
[b]For those that don't know what this thread is about, this is an RP thread. Which means you can leave if you were here for something else.[/b]
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[b]And yes, we still exist.[/b]
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[spoiler]Characters' Bios (from the Gydaton RP Universe): https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/207943233/0/0/1[/spoiler] Reese and Clara trekked up a long, winding gravel path. The two looked back; clouds hovered several hundreds of feet below, and massive islands with different environments floated in the distance. Several celestial bodies loomed in the evening sky: some were planets and moons, others were entire galaxies. Clara was especially awed by this. Subsequently, they continued their walk to the top of the mountain. When they reached the summit, a monastery stood in front of them, its wooden doors tall and foreboding; small sand gardens outlined the short path to the gates. Reese drew out his mask for a quick moment to examine the map again. "Yup, this is the place Mortar was talking about." Reese finalized. Clara seemed quietly intimidated by the wooden doors. "Aw, don't worry," Reese assured. "Mortar is one of the people who runs the place, and none of what happens here is canon." Clara looked blankly at Reese with confusion, pondering what that meant. "Inter-dimensional physics; it's a nightmare of a class subject." Reese explained. After a few minutes of glancing around, he came closer to the wooden doors. He hesitated, not knowing how to let anyone know their presence properly. Finally, he knocked three or so times on the gates. "Hello," Reese loudly spoke (as to let them know his and Clara's presence. "Anyone home?" Clara was standing next to Reese, clasping her arms behind her back and stiffly rocking back and forth. She was still nervous.
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Edited by Xeno: 7/5/2016 6:17:39 PMThe sound of rubber rolling through gravel is heard, along with the loud hum of an engine. It was a 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454, with a black paint job with 2 white stripes on the front. The windows were tinted, so it was impossible to make out what was in there. Then the door opened, and a man stepped out. He had light brown short hair, wind blown from his face, with nothing but a few strands hanging. He had orange eyes, the color of burning coals. He was wearing s grey trench coat, with a white undershirt with blue jeans and boots. He wore black leather gloves as well. He squinted his eyes when he saw the gates. He reached into his coat and pulled out a roll of paper, yellowed and crumpled. He rolled it out in his hands and nodded, putting it back in his coat. "This is the place." Three hard knocks were heard on the Dojo's gates. After that, the man went back to his car, leaning on the hood with his arms crossed, and waited. [spoiler]Still need a Lieutenant[/spoiler]
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[b][u]Someone More...Subtle...[/u][/b] [b]Several hours passed normally after Gehrman arrived. It appeared to be nighttime, though it was already quite dark due to the Twilight's presence. Before taking a well deserved nap, however, an awfully strange figure appeared within the Dojo... The figure had a feminine outline, her features covered by the dark. She appeared to be wearing some sort of dress, along with a headpiece to complement it. No weapons were visible, either. The woman calmly walked through the Dojo, whispering to herself. None of her footsteps made a sound as they hit the ground. She started to head towards the quarters that belonged to the members... You have two choices... Either stop the woman before she reaches the quarters, or track her down and watch. [/b] [spoiler]This is an introduction to a more passive, friendly character. Open to everyone.[/spoiler]
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Fat man enters gates with his giant dick and -blam!-s everyone
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[b]A mysterious man with a trench coat walks up to the dojo's gates. [/b] "Help mee! " Screams the man
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A man with peppered hair and purple eyes looking about age 23 aproches the dojo during a sandstorm looking as if he were riding a tornado. He descends to the door of the dojo and knocks. He stands he waits weary of whom will aproach. Will they be his savior or his doom. A figure emerges from the door
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Edited by JT of Winterhold: 7/7/2016 10:00:09 PM*sits in the courtyard* [spoiler]Lel [/spoiler] [spoiler]Edit: Not a serious post. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Camelonian: 7/7/2016 1:47:54 AM[b]A hooded figure approaches the Dojo gates on knocks on them three times.[/b] [spoiler]Open![/spoiler]
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I died
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[b]lego sits at the table facing the courtyard, bored with a dojo members card.[/b] Can someone let me in!?
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Looking for a lieutenant. Need to join the dojo
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I think the dojo thread is hidden from the rest of the forum.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 7/5/2016 7:54:31 PM[b][/b]
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[i]In the Dojo, Ornstein waits, ready to kick Royal's disrespectful ass back to Soviet Russia.[/i] [spoiler]For Royal, lol[/spoiler]
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The time has come! Execute Order 66
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[b][u]SIDE QUESTS ARE NOW AVAILABLE. CHECK IN GROUP FORUMS TO SELECT! SORRY FOR THE WAIT![/u][/b]
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Edited by VengefulSiren: 7/4/2016 3:07:43 PM[b]a couple more weeks pass quickly and everything seems to be calm for now...[/b] [i]leyla can been seen sitting at the front entrance the cave and she has basket next to her and looks she making something cause she can be seen sewing a pink little dress. Then she disappears into the cave leaving the basket unattended for a second. a voice can be heard coming from with it sounds really young. When leyla reappears there a little girl following her. The little girl has light brown hair and blue eyes. The little girl is covered in scales too just like leyla but way lighter of a color. She just so happens to be wearing the pink dress leyla made. Leyla picks the little up and puts her into her lap. [/i] "Thank you for my dress " the little girl says "No problem little one i like making them for you guys" says leyla [i]they both sits there for a while looking out across the horizon admiring the sunny day[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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Edited by OldManGehrman: 7/3/2016 11:42:36 PM[b][u]The Old Hunter's Arrival[/u][/b] [b]Twas a chilly day, outside of the Dojo. Rain rushed down from clouds above, which darkened the place of learning. It was a fairly normal morning...until the Hunter arrived. The figure approached the Dojo, allowing you to witness his garments and equipment in general. He was a fairly tall man, lean but still seemed somewhat athletic. A black, shiny top hat concealed his face, though his cheeks were pale and creased. It was obvious that this stranger was fairly old, maybe in his 80s. Wearing a dark brown tattered suit, along with a torn cape that was dirty and somewhat bloodied. At his side, a curved blade that might belong to a scythe gleamed brightly, and markings could be etched out on its side. On the man's back, a large bendable stick, made of metal and had wrappings of clothing around it, simply sat in a sheath, alongside a blunderbuss-like gun. The man looked awfully outdated and intimidating, but seemed to not pose a threat. Not now, anyway. He looked up at the Dojo, his silver eyes scanning the area. And he spoke, with a quiet, kind voice... [/b] "I request entry...into this Dojo." [b]The man waits for a response.[/b] [spoiler]Open to...everyone, I assume. Go ahead, throw yourselves out there![/spoiler]
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[b]Pure black streaks start crossing the sky. Nora looks up at them [/b] "Soon." [spoiler]Quest start up starting tomorrow. Maybeeeee tonight[/spoiler]
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[b]Ember looks around with no one going forward with testing him[/b] Oh -blam!- it!! [b]Ember explodes with no fire but shreds of his body disintegrate showing lego[/b] Seriously guys your screening process sucks!
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[b]Maya Sundaresh steps through her shadow realm access point, her spear in hand, hiding the cursed blade within. She looks around and sees her couch and tea area in tatters.[/b] "I... Oh boy. I've been gone awhile."
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Edited by pris: 7/4/2016 2:58:30 AMHey... Um I'm releasing my first RP and no one else has showed a lot of interest and I've been attacked some by the public forum o-o... Not trying to be bad or advertise and take ppl, I really wanna start an RP (first one I've completed for Bnet). [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1597132]Group Stuff[/url]
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A masked stranger approaches, a tattered grey cloak swishing behind him. The hilt of a sword protrudes over his right shoulder, through a flap in the worn cloak. As he enters through the wrought iron southern gates, a cool wind swirls in, stirring the plants just slightly. The faint scent reminds those who care to pay attention of autumn. He steps forward, and says quietly, "I search for a worthy foe to face in honorable combat." Strangely, his words can be heard from quite far away.
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*It was around Morning when Mortar decided to walk through the woods, to not have to worry about anything. He took his headphones, put [url=https://youtu.be/Qi69aTLYF8E]this[/url] on, and walked inside, seemingly letting out a long sigh. It's noon now, and Mortar still hasn't come out. That is because he found a strange hut that seemed to be abandoned. The hut seemed to be made of an old wood barely holding up, nails sticking out, and broken glass scattered around the perimeter. Mortar, being the curious bastard he is, walks up to it and looks through the broken window. A destroyed carpet, moth eaten couches, and years of termite damage* *"Eh, I've been through worse" he thinks as he opens the door, which comes off it's hinges and almost falls on him when he touches the knob. But he jumps to the side, and after a minute, enters the room* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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So since WhisperintheDark is unavailable this week, I need another lieutenant to evaluate me. https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/208139195/0/0/1
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[b]A mysterious floating scroll appears floating high in the air. Those who look closely can make out the name Anorak written on it. [/b]