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[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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[i]Once a fighter, always a fighter. Those were the words that rang through JT's mind like a gunshot rings when fired. He stood in the Dojo, every augmentation he had previously finally reactivating, including the Nanocyte Protocol. And with that, he grinned. The cowboy looked like the devil himself when he smiled, his white beard matching the clouds, and the trail of smoke let out by a cigar. The cigar was the only thing poking out of a shadow cast by his brown hat, and was the only visible part of his face, save for his bright blue eyes, shining like stars in the night sky. His duster matched the dirt he entered the Dojo on, tattered with cuts and rips near the bottom, with dirt lining the midsection faintly, barely noticeable by and who didn't look intently at it. His Mossberg was replaced by another shotgun, a triple barrel one at that. The wooden stock was lined with cuts and scratches, matching that of the barrels. At either side, rested a revolver, either of the onyx coloured firearms complimenting each other. One had an angelic white grip, that was oddly unable to be stained by the dirt from his cold, metallic hands. The other, was a wooden grip, with next to no markings on it. He carried an assortment of weapons in his skin-holsters, although he chose to withstand bolstering those publicly. [/i] [i]And he walked. He walked far and wide inside the Dojo, looking for somebody to fight, somebody to train with, somebody to help him improve his skills. [/i] ((Open))