[DIGITAL_DOJO]

[b]There dojo was full of the sounds of clashing metal and fighting. Within the courtyard, Magrim was training with a gentleman with a scar on his left cheek. The gentleman had light brown hair and was fighting very poorly. In a single swing, Magrim knocked the man's sword out of his hand and it stuck out of the ground some feet away [/b] "You must have a tighter grip on your weapon!" [i]"I know, I know. I'm trying!" [/i] [spoiler]Open![/spoiler]

[spoiler]new character! My last one and 3/3!![/spoiler] [b]an unfamiliar figure approaches the dojo, definitely not a skeleton, a female figure, long white hair barely visible past her Raven feather cloak and black and red sporty clothing[/b] ....Um......is this the dojo........mull said this was it......... [b]she walks around looking for someone to help her[/b]

[b][i]The twilight booms like thunder. The dusky skies turning to a night black. It begins to move back, and the village is being released. Souls and people pop up, all surprised and overjoyed. The twilight is moving back! The town cheers, and it seems that everything is over. Till the Thunder boomed again. Suddenly, the twilight begins pushing forward. And covers the entire village. Villagers run towards the dojo, seeking safe haven. As the twilight spreads rapidly. The entire forest is covered, and the Ko Rudo mountains become coated in it as well. And now, it begins moving towards the dojo.[/i][/b] [spoiler]Read chapter 13 boiiiiis.[/spoiler]

[b]A Mechonus warrior approaches the dojo.[/b] (Don't worry, he isn't as OP as Titanus. Also, if you didn't know, Mechonus are like robots.)[b]He stands only eight feet tall, and has slightly broader shoulders than most Mechonus. He has blue eyes, and is like every other Mechonus except for the fact that he is stronger than most of his kind. He runs as fast as he can towards the gates, as a jet fighter is perusing him with zeal. He turns around to fire a volley of lasers from a rifle, but they seem to do nothing. He then spots the dojo and runs towards the gate.[/b] [spoiler]Closed[/spoiler]

[b][i]Location- Tubbs's Ship[/i][/b] [b]Smaug walks over to Works and wakes him up[/b] Smaug- Let's go. [b]Smaug is as good as new and Works looks shocked[/b] Works- How did you do that? Smaug- Something called the Forge. Works- Huh? Oh well... Smaug- Let's go to Kalosh. [b]Works get up and wakes up Mikey[/b] Mikey- SQUAWK! Works- Calm down. We're leaving. [b]Mikey flies on Works's shoulder[/b] [b]Works, Mikey, and Smaug all leave the ship once it lands[/b] [b]as soon as they exit it hovers high in the air again[/b] [b]they start to walk out of the Dojo[/b] [spoiler]for ASAP[/spoiler] [spoiler]but anyone can reply[/spoiler]

[b][i]Location: Tubbs's Ship[/i][/b] [b]Works is in his cell with Mikey[/b] Works- Mikey, these guards are idiots. If I hurt Smaug that bad why would I bring him back? Mikey- SQUAWK! Works- Yeah I guess your right. [b]Smaug starts walking down the hallway, he's got a huge bandage wrapped around his whole stomach and is shirtless[/b] [b]the bandage is pretty much soaked in blood[/b] Smaug- Ready to go to Kalosh? Works- Woah woah woah. After that mess I'm not sure I can take you anywhere without getting killed. You're lucky Mikey was there. Mikey- SQUAWK! Works- Yeah, you tell him. Smaug- Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Works- Ya sure? Because I'm not saving ya next time. [b]Works teleports him and Mikey out of his cell and beside Smaug[/b] Smaug- Let's go. [b]they starts to leave and Smaug is stopped by a doctor[/b] Doctor- You're not going anywhere. You'll have to recover. Smaug- I'm going. Works- Slow down now. I can go by myself. Smaug- No, I'm going too. Works- Then we can leave when you're better. Don't you have something to instantly heal you? You got on everything else on this ship. Smaug- I'll be healed in an hour. Follow me Doctor. As for you Works, enjoy your free time on the ship. [b]Smaug and the Doctor walk away[/b] [b]Works goes and sleeps in Tubbs's old living quarters on the ship, all that fighting made him tired[/b]

[b]Magrim, Second in command of the Dight Legion stands In the courtyard, looking at a dojo map [/b] "How the hell do I get to the Legion place?" [spoiler]Sap! Or open [/spoiler]

[b][u]PLEASE VOTE FOR IF WE SHOULD HAVE A PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION OR NOT. This is a very important issue. Since the rotation of the sun has to be perfectly in line with the moon in order for Tubbs, to not be, a smart ass. Either way, we don't want no shit posts like saying "Gary walks that way." It's essentially a closed post. So don't do dat shit man. THERE. HAPPY TUBBS. NOW YOU HAVE TO DO THE SAME. GAWD.[/u][/b]

[b]Gary walks that way[/b]

[b]H awakens from his slumber. He looks over to his journal and notices it's open.[/b] "Crap!, crap!, crap!, [b]he runs over to the journal and closes it faster than any sentient being would think possible[/b] [spoiler]if you're wondering what I'm talking about, there's a post just a little further down about the journal.[/spoiler] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

[b]As H prepares to go to sleep, he finishes up writing a journal entry. However he has to get a drink, in his haste, he forgets to lock the journal, as he usually does. [i]Entry 21,376 I find myself missing Claire more and more recently, it feels like it's been millennia and is fast approaching that mark. I guess residing in this dojo is bringing back the fond memories I had with her; But then I remember that day. I do hope the dojo can continue to unlock once vaulted memories, just as long as that dreadful day stays locked away, and the key or code lost forever. Then I will truly be living in bliss. H 05/09/[/i] [spoiler]A bit of back story here.[/spoiler] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

[i]The roaring dragon flew through the clouds and into the twilight barrier. Upon his back, a new figure flew towards castle dusk. "Works." His past...unknown. But one could guarantee his past was one of violence. Soaring beside them, his bald eagle. The dragon approached the thousands steps and landed smoothly like a plane. Works through his leg over the dragon and hopped off. His eagle landing on his shoulder, beside his bald head. The dragon began to grow smaller, his scales turning into skin. And eventually, he turned back into his human form, Smuag. Now, the two men approach the castle gate, in order to seek the answers they look for.[/i] [spoiler]For Tubbs.[/spoiler]

It was the dead of night at the Dojo. The constant variety of explosions, gun shots, ringing metal, and exerted grunts of warriors from all around was now silence. Most were still just people who needed sleep like everyone else. A few nocturnal creatures and warriors were slinking about doing their nightly duties but overall it was quiet. Stian was almost comically out of place. His thick furs muffled most sound but he was definitely not stealthy. Bright, vibrant blues, reds, and whites were not colors subdued. The browns and blacks helped but not enough. He was carrying a small bag that was pressed tight against his flank. He walked quickly and with purpose. As he came out into the refreshing night air he breathed deep but did not stop. He approached a small clearing where he actually fought a decisive battle against another skilled mage. Nora was her name but that wasn't important. The aftermath was important. While the plants had mostly regrown thanks to Nora's magic, and unmistakable air of darkness and death swirled. It had malicious intent almost, like the air itself had grown a taste for blood. It was perfect for what Stian was intending. He dug into his pouch and retrieved metal chips with Nordic runes etched into them. He first threw up 3 and spoke two words in succession. "[i]Eiwaz. Cheilt ó radharc[/i]" The punches glowed in the air and a thin film seemed to stretch over the clearing. It would lower the locations notoriety, making it harder for people to perceive inside. It would work as long as no one had prior interest in him or had a high tolerance for magic. He needed privacy for this. Stian first drew his sword and walked in a large circle around the clearing, dragging his sword to carve a path. He then retrieved a book from the bag he was carrying and laid it out. He began to copy symbols and runes in the book onto the ground. This spell was extremely complex even for him. It refers to magic from all over the world. He spent the better part of two hours creating a huge circle of various spells, runes, and writing that even Stian couldn't fully understand. He then retrieved 5 small relics from the bag, each from a different kind of magic. Nordic Galdr, Japanese Kotodama, Haiti Vodou, Christian High magic, and Egyptian Heka. He then retrieved the last item from the bag, a bloody parcel no larger than a fist. He unwrapped it to reveal a sheep's heart, no older than a day. He walked to the center of the circle and crushed it in his hand. Any blood trapped inside spilled at his feet and into the complex series of symbols carved in the earth. Then he spoke from the book. "[i]glacadh, ukeiremasu, aksepte, accipere, qabul[/i]" With each word the blood seemed to first double, then quadruple, and continue to multiply until the entire circle was full. He lastly took his sword and thrust it into the center. He spoke to almost announce it. "[i]ghabhail mo loisgte agus leig dhomh bruidhinn[/i]" Stian left the circle and sat just outside its boundaries. And he waited. This time was crucial. The perception barrier held but it must stay for just a while longer. He was so close now. Just nothing had to go wrong. But in Stian's life, something always did. [spoiler]open to all[/spoiler]

*howls* [spoiler]( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)[/spoiler]

A lone Mechonus warrior walks through the country side, searching for the rumored dojo that lies somewhere within. He is ten feet tall, and wears full white armor made of an extremely durable metal from a land far away. His blue luminous eyes constantly flick from side to side, analyzing every feature down to the atomic level of the surrounding landscape. He carries with him a shield eight feet tall and six feet wide of alien origin, along with a sword pulsing with energy, sharp enough to cut through any metal, and hot enough to melt any material. He also carries a huge rifle on his back, capable of firing a beam of energy at high speeds and at a rapid pace. At last, he spots the dojo and flys towards it. He lands and announces 'I, Titanus, have arrived to claim this dojo as my own!' [spoiler]This is my first RP, hopefully it won't crash and burn.[/spoiler] Open

[b][i]Location: Tubbs's Ship[/i][/b] [b]Smaug walks to the prison on it[/b] Guards, bring prisoner 13 to the armory. [b]he walks to some room[/b] Guard 1- Looks like it's your lucky day Works. Works- Is that so? Guard 1- Maybe. The boss wants you in the armory. Works- Tubbs? Guard 1- Nobody told you? Guard 2- Who's gonna tell him you idiot?! Guard 1- Hmph. Tubbs is dead. Smaug is the boss now. Works- About time he died. How'd it happen? [b]another guard appears and pushes Guard 1[/b] Guard 3- You idiots! Don't just stand here and chat! The boss wants the prisoner moved to the armory! [b]Guard 3 shuts down the barrier keeping Works locked in his cell[/b] [b]he then kicks him[/b] Guard 3- Start walking. Try anyth- Works- Yeah yeah yeah. Spare me the threats. [b]he starts walking to the armory with the 3 guards behind him with guns aimed at his head[/b] [b]they get in the Armory and Smaug isn't there [/b] [b]Smaug appears behind the guards[/b] Smaug- Leave. Guards- YESSIR! [b]they all leave[/b] [b]Smaug walks in[/b] Smaug- Like what ya see? Works- An ugly dragon? No. Smaug- Listen, you have a chance to be set free. So I would shut up before I change my mind. Works- I'm listening... Smaug- First things first. Get your old gear. [b]he points to a spot on the wall that has all of Works weapons hanging up[/b] Works- That's what I'm talking about baby! [b]he rushes over and grabs all his weapons[/b] Smaug- Now, ready to listen to what you have to do? Good. You gotta kill somebody. Works- No no no. I walked away from that life years ago. I promised I'd never go back. Smaug- Then why'd did you seem so excited when you got your weapons. Works- They're my babies... Smaug- Whatever weirdo. Now, either help me kill a dude or rot in your cell. Works- I'll be free forever if I help? Smaug- Yes. And you'll get your powers back. Works- Hmmmmmmm, where's Mikey? Smaug- You're eagle? Works- Yes. Smaug- That is the dumbest name I've ever heard. Works- Whatever "Smaug". Smaug- Just be quit and follow me. [b]they go to a room with a chair in the center[/b] Smaug- Sit there. [b]Works sits in it and is suddenly strapped down by like 5 guards who appeared out of nowhere[/b] [b]he feels a sharp pain in his neck and he flinches[/b] Works- Ahh, could've at least warne- [b]he starts screaming in pain and trying to break free[/b] [b]he stops after a couple seconds [/b] Smaug- You have your powers back now. [b]Works sits there silent[/b] Smaug- Try it out. [b]Works teleports out of the chair[/b] [b]Works screams in excitement[/b] Works- Now where's my suit!? Smaug- We made a few upgrades. [b]all the guards leave but 2 come back with his brand new suit[/b] Works- What can it do now? Smaug- Put it on and find out. [b]the back opens and he steps in it[/b] [b]it shuts back[/b] Suit A.I.- Welcome, master Works. Smaug- Ready for a test drive? [spoiler]this has gotten way too long, sorry[/spoiler] [spoiler]will continue in the comments[/spoiler]

[b]Haknir walks into the dojo after being gone for some time. He drags behind him a large chest which he seems to be taking to his living quarters.[/b]

[i]Keira yawns and stretches she sitting up on the roof of one the building. Why she up there is anyone guess. She looks like she deep tought as she looks at something in her hands. She sitting at the edge with her legs dangling over the edge along with her tail. She not paying attention to anything.[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

[b]H walks outside the dojo and spots a nice tree. He then proceeds to sit under said tree, eyes closed, but not sleeping.[/b] [spoiler]And thus I make my glorious return. Oh; and also, open.[/spoiler]

[b][u]YO! DUDES! JUST A REMINDER TO TELL YOU THAT CERTAIN SOMETHING WE HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT SHOULD BE UP THIS WEEK[/u][/b]

This post is more for myself so I can keep track. [spoiler]Characters of mine that have left Nora, Violet, Royal, Cadmael Nora left with Ornstein. Violet just left Royal is now in Underworld RP Cadmael is gone. Just gone Characters still in Dojo Magrim, Joker, Blind Bandit, Maso, Winston, Stripes, Merlin, Robosamotur, Teriar, Oni Dead Characters Midnight, Bonehead, Avery, Three Musketeers.[/spoiler]

[b]Garage Open Bounty[/b] The assault cost is dearly but also has our enemy. It seems a perfect time to consolidate our losses as I have opened the Scrap Yard. Bring me in salvage, be it trucks, tanks, apc, or mobile weapon emplacements, and you will be granted Garage credits, which can be used after the opening of the Store Front

So, what do I do?

[b]Smaug looks around the Dojo for someone that was in the assault, he needs to know why Tubbs hasn't returned yet[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler] [spoiler]obviously[/spoiler] [spoiler]ya dingus[/spoiler]

The cracked ground lined with light sand yearned for moist as heavy hooves galloped against its hard surface. On top of it was a man with a sword holstered onto his back, technology and guns rattling on his leather belt. As the high steel walls of the Dojo approached steadily he looked to the doors with hesitance for what would lie within. For all the times this man had trekked through uncharted fringes of space and realities alternate to his own this place had to be one of the most daunting he'd ever encountered. As the heavy doors of the Dojo, sealed shut by great locks stood in front of the man he slid his weight off of the horse's saddle and firmly planted his feet onto the ground, the soles of his heavy boots crunching against plates of dry rock. The man licked his lips but the gesture hurled no relief, as his mouth was still as dry as the desert he'd stood in, no saliva left in his own mouth. As the sun beat down on him whoever would have watched his approach had a better look at him; black curling hair like cherub's own, a beard under his face, ice blue eyes, with a tan face from the twin suns that beat down on him and scars curving across the contours of his face. His leather jacket bristled in the light gust that had swept by. A line of smoke rose from the fat cigar that sat between his crackled lips as he waited for a challenger to approach, preparing himself for a hard fight. [spoiler]Open to challengers. Let me in![/spoiler]