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[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:
[spoiler]
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]
[spoiler]
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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36 RepliesA figure can be seen standing outside the gates of the Dojo. Her face is riddled with scars and burn marks, partly obscured by razor-thin, high blond hair which swirls like a whirlpool and points reminiscent of a thorn or needle. Her eyes glow a dark amber, twitching as she walks forward to the gates, carrying a rugged leather satchel over her glimmering steel armor plating, accompanying her hourglass figure perfectly. From the satchel protrudes a large yellow sword, the shade of her eyes, with an electric transmitter over the taped, brown and rugged hilt. On her belt is a large onyx handgun trimmed with gold, the barrel containing six- edged silver bullets which shreds into shrapnel upon entering a man, killing him instantly; also there is the hilt of a hard light knife that flicks on and off, glowing a light blue, throwing knives, smoke pellets and an assortment of grenades, ranging from fragmentation to electromagnetic pulse. Following her is a robotic structure. It is painted black like the night sky, wearing the head of a dead ram over it's metal lobe, two red eyes peering out. Where legs would be is a turbine which keeps it hovering in air, and to supplement arms are two flaming swords, the fire dancing across the metal never ceasing. The two march to the gates (as much as a hovering robot can march) to the front of the gates, the female looking to the sky. "I demand to face a Lieutenant!" [spoiler]Open to Lieutenants[/spoiler]
