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Master owns this place, and allows for everyone to come here to fight and train with one another.

Sovereignty: Remæus

Master's Dojo is a part of Wing City.

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Master owns this place, and allows for everyone to come here to fight and train with one another.
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Character Portrait: Zii Character Portrait: Ezrael, The Atrocious
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-08 09:54:21, as written by Patcharoo
With little time to prepare Ezrael did something rather drastic; let the blows land. But that had a rather different effect to what would be expected, flecks and shards of black glass falling as he literally shattered. His body broke apart and was repeatedly struck until it was nothing but glass dust. And when the attack finally ceased, the glass reformed into one solid shape and become once more Ezrael, who immediately let out a scream of pain.

"Fuck!" he cursed, "Seven thousand curses for thinking that was even remotely a good idea!" Pain drove his fury as his fist clenched into a ball and he grit his teeth with deep anger. A trickle of blood ran from his nose. He wasn't cursing her, though. He was cursing himself. He had assumed that letting his body shatter into glass would be painless. It was not. He assumed he still had enough power to manage such a thing. He was not.

The height of his power he was not. The pain burned across his flesh like an hot iron pressed to skin, and his anger glared forward to the nearest wall.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-08 10:03:03, as written by EarthWanderer08
"Well then, As I said, I shall take my leave. You are quite competent to be my sparring partner. Maybe I can practice that move again. But for now, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm going to pass out, thank you Ez for taking that and not dying. Also, do a hundred sit up's and push up by the time I see you tomorrow. Space them out so that you don't kill your self. See you soon."

Without regards to his condition or well being, Zii shimmered out of the room to go pass out at her condo. She would appear to not care, but she did, she would appear to be ok, but she wasn't. She would appear to be rash and brazen, but she was just that way. Zii would surely take on the man named Ez as a disciple of sorts. But for now, she just wanted to show respect to a man who hardly gives or receives it.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-08 10:10:25, as written by Patcharoo
His hatred continued to burn for some few minutes after she left. But that was just the thing, wasn't it? It wasn't his fault he was like this. It was hers. Avia's. The first person on his list to lose the gifts given to them. A gift he himself had given. And that was why he was here. To grow stronger and take back what was his so he could be whole again. So he could have all of his magic again.

When the pain subsided he returned to training, fatigued, but driven by adrenaline and anger that coursed through his veins and made him push on.

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Character Portrait: Ezrael, The Atrocious Character Portrait: Darius Arteria
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-08 10:15:02, as written by Thundergod1020
Darius woke up to the pleasant feeling of weightlessness and wind surrounding him. There was a slight problem with that. He'd been sleeping on Charon's boat in the River Styx, and since Darius had handled his last job without a hitch, the boat had been moored. He turned to face the wind, and groaned. Yup, that was the ground coming up. He turned in the air to get his beari-

Amazing how just the right angle can snap a neck so easily, regardless of how many gods one has slayed.

Back in the afterlife, Charon was busy laughing his bony ass off as Darius popped back into his boat, his neck twisted at an angle that was almost painful to look at.

"You know," Darius said as he snapped his neck back into place, "There was a marvelous invention made a while back. I think you might have heard of it, something called AN ALARM CLOCK." Charon's laugh was as dry as the wasteland surrounding the River Styx.

I have no idea what you are talking about, fox. What I DO know is you need a vacation, so I'm giving you two weeks off. Darius stumbled as he tried to speak in response to this information, which, to be fair, is a lot to take in for someone who was just woken up by having their neck broken.

"Two weeks? Have the maggots finally discovered your brain and eaten it?" Charon's grin got even wider, if one can widen a grin whilst having no skin to cover all of the grin in the first place.

Alright, you drive a hard bargain, one week, but that's as low as I can go, and I've got other people handing me money hand over fist for bargains this bare-boned!

The pun made Darius slowly facepalm in depression. Out of all the quirks Charon had, the two that bothered Darius the most were his incessant need to talk in boltalic font and not use quotation marks(He said it made him seem Deathy.), and the lame jokes Charon would come up with whilst ferrying souls over to the great beyond. The fact he sounded like a Jewish grandpa as he told them didn't help.

"Just send me off now, I could care less where." Darius said, having given up all hope of ever enjoying a decent joke again.

Alright, but be warned, you basically said ANYWHERE. Charon responded, and as soon as he was finished speaking, Darius was in the middle of what looked like an intense mating ritual. VERY intense he corrected himself as one exploded into glass at the onslaught of the other.

"Umm..." He said to the male after the woman left, his words coming out fluently in whatever language the people involved were best with(Omnilinguistic capacity, a necessity for those who work with the recently deceased of the universe), "Hi. Is there, perhaps, a stiff drink around here I could get?"

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Character Portrait: Ezrael, The Atrocious Character Portrait: Darius Arteria
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-09 02:56:13, as written by Patcharoo
Ezrael stared at the punching bag that hung near the wall as the arrival of another became apparent. His eyelashes fluttered flat for a moment before he slid his eyes towards the man. "No," he said, "None so close to me. But out there..." A lone hand raised and gestured for the door. "...And down the road, is Gambit's Bar." It occurred to him that he must have been wearing a very sour face.

He exhaled a sigh to let it go, then clutched his left hand into a balled fist. "Forgive my demeanor. I'm just being rude." He offered a half-bow and straightened. "But I intend to stay here and train so I will not be guiding you to the bar."

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Character Portrait: Zanji Fedyor
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-09 22:57:19, as written by Chinchilus12
Zanji traveled to Desmond's dojo. Desmond was in the middle of a session teaching young boys how to manipulate blood.

''Desmond Ralibar, I wish to challenge you in a match of heart rendering!" Zanji blurted out.

Desmond turned to Zanji. Desmond's dark brown hair was short and spiky while his face was sharp and handsome. His eyes were yellow giving Zanji a piercing gaze. ''Who are you?" Desmond asked.

''I am Zanji Fedyor. I've spent my whole life devoted to blood manipulation and heart rendering and I wish to challenge you.''

The young boys were gasping and cheering on their sensei while Zanji took a deep breath and exhaled.

''On the count of 3, we start.'' Desmond said.

Desmond began the countdown while Zanji focused his energy on the blood flow of Desmond. "3!" Zanji lunged his hands out but felt tired and collapsed on his knees. The children cheered on the winner. Desmond Ralibar had won the match. Zanji got up and felt a sense of humiliation. ''I lost? How?" Zanji thought in his head. ''You're a novice to me, boy. However, you almost got me. But not quite.'' Desmond said. Zanji then got on his knees and put his head down. ''I request that you train me, sir!" Zanji said respectfully.

''I cannot build a house with such weak sticks. I have no time for you.'' Desmond said.

''Please!"

''Why should I accept your request?"

''Because I made a promise!" Zanji exclaimed. ''What promise?"

''I promised my brother that I would become the greatest blood manipulator that ever lived!"

Desmond was silent for awhile. ''Why are you so interested in blood manipulation?"

''When I become stronger,'' Zanji said with a pause, ''I'm going to beat my brother and become a legend!"

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-09 23:15:01, as written by Chinchilus12
The room was silent until Desmond finally spoke. ''Very well.'' a sense of joy rushed through Zanji. ''Thank you!" Zanji said with a smile. ''I hope you make sure I don't regret this decision.'' Desmond said. ''You wont regret it! And some day, when the time comes, I'm gonna kick your ass as well as my brother's!" "Hmph, we'll see. Your training starts tomorrow. Come here at 5:00 am.'' ''Understood, sensei.'' Zanji said with a huge smile on his face. ''One step closer to catching up to you in the Descent to Madness, brother!" Zanji thought.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-03-10 00:14:56, as written by Chinchilus12
The next day, Zanji had arrived at Desmond's dojo for his blood manipulating lessons. Desmond let Zanji practice on mice and gave him tips on what to do. "It's always good to focus on the aorta. That makes a quicker knockout.'' Desmond said. Zanji slowed down the mouse's pulse until it was unconscious. ''You're not bad. Better than the other whelps here, that's for sure.'' Desmond said. ''Thank you.'' Zanji said. Zanji arrived at the dojo day after day getting better and better. When he messed up, Desmond would whack him with a stick. ''Sensei, why are all these children practicing heart rendering already? There's so many. I'm the only adult here.'' Zanji asked. ''They come here for the same reason as you. To hone their skills.'' Desmond replied. While Zanji was practicing, 5 military men entered the dojo. ''Desmond, we need to speak with you in private.'' a soldier said. Desmond went with them. ''What was that all about?" Zanji thought. Zanji's curiousness got the best of him and he decided to quietly follow Desmond and eavesdrop on the conversation.

''Who is that man you were training?" the soldier asked.

''He was a student of mine, obviously.'' Desmond replied.

''You know you're only supposed to train orphans.''

''I know but I felt something when I met that man. I felt he had great potential. I felt he could become a heart rendering legend.''

''You're violating the code, Desmond.''

''I know and I request your forgiveness.''

''Whatever. How are the kids coming along?"

''The kids will be ready in a month to join the military.''

''Good. We have more orphan kids with no pasts coming in soon.''

''Alright.''

Desmond and the soldier exited the room and Zanji hurried back to the practice room. ''Sorry. I was taking care of business.'' Desmond said to Zanji. ''So you're taking in kids with no pasts into the military, eh?" Zanji asked. Desmond was silent. ''You shouldn't have heard that conversation.'' ''But I did. And that sounds aw-'' ''Shut the hell up, Zanji!" Desmond interrupted. ''The military is running low on soldiers who specialize in this study. Heart rendering is one of the most powerful magics out there. No one is willing to join, so we're taking in kids with the potential to join.'' Desmond said furiously. Zanji was silent. ''I want to join the military.'' ''What?" "You heard me. I want to join the military. It will give me a chance to get better at heart rendering and blood manipulation.'' Desmond was then silent deciding if he should let Zanji join or not.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-04-18 00:46:24, as written by Zenia

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-04-20 04:50:38, as written by Bella Norrington
(Bella was wondering around town)

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-04-20 04:51:56, as written by Patcharoo
Back to training, it seemed all he was doing over the past week was training. A figure clad in dark clothing with fists curled tight as he struck the punching bag over and over with dull repetition. He already had the muscle memory and knowledge of how to strike hard, but it wasn't about memory, it was about application. Ezrael's mind was sound, it was his body that he had to hone into an efficient machine of war.

Blow after blow he struck until his muscles ached, and then he struck some more. His brow sweated from hours of effort and it felt like he hadn't improved at all in all the time he had been training, but the books had told him otherwise, that it took weeks to become fit.

Callous and cocky, he was probably one of the people you would least expect to do such hard physical training, especially with the ample magical powers at his disposal and a pretty face that could easily be damaged, but there was something more to this training.

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Character Portrait: Iron Fist
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 00:38:10, as written by TavaresM
Train, train, train. If he wasn't busy fulfilling his duties as the Iron Fist or dealing with the business of Rand International, that was all he did. Today was no different. A fairly large pool of sweat had gathered under his feet as he performed his katas, maintaining an extremely high level of intensity in each of his movements. Sure his muscles ached, but it was hardly the kind of soreness he sought to achieve. He actually enjoyed it in a way. After all, if his muscles didn't ache, he must have been doing something wrong.

After completing the final move of the sequence, Iron Fist directed his attention the large Body Opponent Bag (B.O.B) near the center of the room. A fierce combination of punches, knees, and kicks followed shortly afterward, smacking harmlessly against the dummy's thick rubber hide.

"Gotta learn to bob and weave, Bob." he said with a chuckle as he pounded away.

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Character Portrait: Hayate Minamoto Character Portrait: Iron Fist
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 00:48:56, as written by Hydraincarnation
Hayate would set his mind onto some training for the evening so he decides to walk to the nearby dojo in town and begin to do some of his evening training. Today was just like any other day, he would walk into the dojo and crouch in front of one of the dummies that was placed there for swordsmanship practicing purposes and begin his practice. Quick drawing his blade from his sheath with fast precision he would strike at each of the dummies weak points with pure deadliness and almost god like precision. After each successful attack Hayate would take a defensive stance back just to practice his footsteps encase of a real battle. He would continue this rotation of sequences all throughout the training.

'I must perfect my stance, my composer, and my speed." He would say with to himself over and over.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 01:08:55, as written by TavaresM
Iron Fist was so caught up in his training that he failed to notice the other denizen at first. He only turned to examine the swordsman when he started to talk to himself. The man exhibited a degree of speed and precision that was rare amongst the most Terrans. Most preferred using brute strength, but he could tell this man had trained extensively to achieve just the opposite.

"That's a style of Kenjutsu I haven't seen in a long time." Daniel interjected, "To be honest, I thought I was lost to the ages." He folded his arms in front of his chest while leaning against the battered training dummy, keeping an observant eye on the hooded swordsman. He'd managed to spark his interest.

"Where and who did you learn it from?"

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 01:37:29, as written by Hydraincarnation
Hayate would make the final strike towards the dummy with a crouched horizontal slice across the dummies abdomen he would slice the dummy completely in half. As both halves of the dummy would fall to the floor Hayate would look over towards the man acknowledging his concern about his technique.

"Oh why thank thank you for noticing. This technique was taught to me by my deceased sensei named, Mokoto Higurashi. One of the founding people of my village that was once in complete rule and also who was my father." he said with a cold look on his face as he explained it to the man. He would then in a quick motion tap the tsuba of his blade and then swiftly sheathing his sword inside of its scabbard.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 14:53:44, as written by TavaresM
"That's odd." he added. "I didn't know Sifu Higurashi had any other students, let alone a son." Fist stood upright and moved so he was standing closer to the center of the room and the man who had cut the dummy to pieces moments earlier.

"I wonder how my skills stack up against your own...Care to find out?"

Although he'd trained and mastered countless forms of armed combat, he didn't have any weapons on him at the moment. Luckily, he felt more comfortable using hand to hand anyway.

"You can use your sword, I'm fine without one."

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 20:18:46, as written by Hydraincarnation
A surprised look would form on Hayate's face. He thought no body else knew of anyone from his village, he thought everyone from his village he killed but he was wrong. There was one other person that his father taught without him knowing. Hayate would become enraged inside by just thinking of his village and knowing that someone survived his onslaught. Turning toward the man Hayate would smile.

"Why not, but please before we do, what is your name?" Hayate would say as he set his sword down then walking over to the nearby shelves and picking up a bokken that was there on the shelf.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 22:45:16, as written by TavaresM
"Sifu Higurashi knew me by the name of Thomas K'ai." he replied. Of course this wasn't his real name, he couldn't go giving that out to complete strangers. After all, he had a secret identity to maintain. "I go by the name of Iron Fist now, you might've heard of me. Adventurer, international crime fighter. I've said the world here and there."

When Hayate moved to retrieve a bokken from the wall, Daniel fetched his sword and tossed it back to him. "Wooden swords make things less exciting."

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Character Portrait: Varius Dark Character Portrait: Mose Withrow
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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 23:14:34, as written by Zenia
Varius rolls his shoulder a bit as he looks at the punching bag in front of him. “Okay…the goal is to not break it in one punch…like last time.” He mutters to himself a tuff of pale purple hair showing underneath his fedora, for once he is fighting hand to hand and not using his guns. After all, guns ran out of ammo…his fists did not. He does not want to get rusty after all. He calculates the strength he needed, looking at the trauma pads he set on the bag to measure how much damage he would do to a human body. His goal was to not make them break…or if they did break…well have it not be fatal to a human body.
Just as he throws a punch a warning blares in his head. “What in the what? Someone is trying to hack me?!” he thinks to himself. “Little fucker should know better.” He mutters as he throws up his very impressive protection, he had been hacked twice before and was glad he has a failsafe…one being encryption, the other being that to obey commands it had to be in his father’s voice…and since he wasn’t in Area Four he doubted anyone would be able to mimic that, or hell even know who his father was. “Should get Fetu here…” he mutters as he looks around for the culprit, a very pissed off look on his face.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 23:19:59, as written by Dr. Nikolai
In the corner, was a man with one arm. He looked a bit funny, bandages wrapped around his head, and in his only hand was a phone, that he was typing fast on, inhumanly fast to be perfectly clear. He chuckled just a tad bit. He knew that the android had a failsafe so he rerouted inquiries to the memory banks in the head, accessing schematics of the man's systems. He knew he wouldn't be able to get access to the more precious of data but he could get to the schematics, not altering anything, just taking information to see how he works.

The man then stood up when Varius wasn't looking and walked by him, slipping the phone into the man's pocket, he would get some more data this way, even without the fail-safe's. He then made his way towards the door of the dojo, adjusted his bandages a bit, and chuckling.

"So long Robot." he said, loud enough for Varius to hear it, the tone being of a condescending manner.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 23:32:58, as written by Zenia
Varius blinks, something wasn’t right. The warning went off…but his gut told him something was up. In his frustration he punches the bag again, causing it to burst into sand…Varius was not known for his…patience, the exact opposite really.
As a one armed man passes him by and speaks he turns around to face him spying him go out the door as Varius follows him, guy picked on the wrong android. If one good thing could be said about Varius is that he was damn stubborn once he sets his mind on a target…and his target this time was that guy. He reaches into his pocket pulling out a phone not his own as he frowns and is about to break it when he thinks about it, Fetu might be able to get something out of it. He pulls out his own phone as he hits the speed dial. “Fetu, need your help later, chasing down some fucker who might have hacked me. If you want me I am near Main street, Dojo area. If you want to be with your plants stay there.” He says, not letting him get a word in edge wise before hanging up.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 23:40:22, as written by Dr. Nikolai
The one armed man chuckled just a bit, turning around to look at the android and he gestured to the man's pocket, and then he snapped, and suddenly Varius would get struck by a sudden EMP blast, disabling him for a second, giving the one armed man a bit to torment the poor android. He then walked up to the android, looking at him. "Sorry about the whole EMP thing, couldn't risk you trying to beat my face in for just taking a bit of schematical data, now could I?" he asked retorically, and then shrugged. "Listen, it'll wear off in about five minutes, I'll be taking this back, thank you." he said, reaching into the android's pocket and getting the phone back.

"Auditory cues are a bitch aren't they? Coded it to the same exact snap I do and bam, EMP blast up the wazoo, probably felt like someone used a stun gun on you doesn't it?" he taunted Varius with, before sprinting away, making his way up the side of a building to get to the top. The way he did this was quite odd to be honest......

Where the nub was for his missing arm, a strand of what looked like a fiery rope slung him up the side of the building, giving him what he needed to get up it. He then sprinted across the rooftop, using the same rope to get across gaps.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-30 23:55:53, as written by Zenia
Varius crumples on to the ground as he feels like he just got hit by a behemoth abomination…well maybe a baby one. If looks could kill, this guy would be dead ten times over, his eyes had no emotion in them just ice that could freeze the tar of hellfire. He tries to override his systems, to break free. He manages to move his arm a bit as he starts to work through his programming, even with the warnings blaring in his head.

“Oh you have no idea who you just fucked with…” he growls out at him as the phone is removed, he saves everything he can about this man. He watches him run taking all the data he could as he creates a file for him.

His phone buzzes in his pocket as he moves his hand to it managing to press it on speaker. A voice could be heard on the other end, sounding like an eighteen year old male.

“Varius what in the world is going on?” Fetu asks.

“Come here. Now. A mother fucker just took my schematics. And darted up the building before using a firey rope jutting out of his nubbed arm to flee the scene, this is going to end the same way as it ended last time someone stole what is mine.” He hisses as Fetu hangs up.

Soon a black haired with green tips comes over. He is wearing a white lab coat, a black button shirt, dress pants and oddly shaped glasses. His eye showing was an amethyst purple with a small slitted pupil in the middle.

He helps Varius up with a sigh. “This is what you get for being careless.” Fetu snaps. “Fetu, I don’t have time for your lecture. I need to follow him.” He remarks. “Oh? And how are you planning on finding him? Two eyes are better than one and unlike you I cannot be hacked into.” He states. “That is because you are organic.” Varius snaps as he starts to walk in the direction the man swung in.

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Setting: Master's Dojo2014-05-31 00:01:48, as written by Dr. Nikolai
The one armed man looked over the building, seeing the other man approaching and he chuckled, "Just because you are organic doesn't mean you can't burn you know........I got enough for both of you, but I won't use it, violence isn't my way as much anymore." he said, and then he smirked, waiting on top of a rooftop for both of them to catch up to him. He was sitting on an air vent, and looked over, to see if they were coming. "Hey, I may have taken the schematics, but you still have them, I don't plan to do much with them, just examine them, that's about it. Nothing harmful." he said with a chuckle.

"Varius Dark.......android.........and your name is Fetu I presume right? I assume both of you want to kill me, correct? I did take something of Varius', technically I just copied it, but that doesn't matter to you right?" he asked them both, smiling a bit. He really didn't care to be honest, fear of death hadn't existed in this man for quite some time.

"So, I assume you want it back right?" he asked, scratching his teeth a bit.