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estoria2015-11-01 08:15 am
adornmental) wrote in estoria2015-11-01 08:15 am
[open] dojonuts
Who: Instructors at DOjo or DIEjo & you!
When: From today onward; training days will be held several times a week and the building is open for use outside of that, so feel free to tag in at any point!
Where: The dojo in Residential District's park
What: A dojo opens in the park! Chaos ensues, probably.
Rating/Warning: N/A, will update as necessary
A SPARRING MATCH A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY
i;
[There's a new building in the park that's finally finished, sporting a bundle of balloons outside because some moron heard that's what you're supposed to do for grand openings and now they'll be there until they deflate. Maybe you're here because you've seen the flyers advertising it or heard something mentioned on the network. Maybe you've been dragged over by one of the instructors! Maybe you spent too long staring at the DOjo or DIEjo banner and now someone's trying to usher you inside?! Either way, you'll be greeted warmly upon entrance and encouraged to mingle and familiarize yourself with the building and the other people around you.
The dojo itself is pretty sizable and has plenty of space to poke around in. There's an indoor section that's styled very traditionally, with wooden floors and a rack on the wall that has a number of wooden and bamboo swords for communal use. Outside of the building is an outdoor training area with a flat dirt ground, as well as targets and training dummies for people to whack. On the porch, there's a mat off to the side for shoes and a water cooler with cups stacked on top.
Strangely, there's also a list posted to the inner wall by the entrance that simply says Do not spar with these instructors if you're just beginning. Several names are listed below it in red, including Yamatonokami Yasusada, Okita Souji, Sayo Samonji and a few others. It seems like the list is a work in progress; new names are added frequently...]
ii;
[Introductions are done, rules are explained, and now it's time to dive into the meat of the dojo - training and practice. Since all levels are welcome, there are instructors both in and out of the building teaching everything from the very basics to more advanced techniques or specific styles. Activities throughout the day include:
• Spectating. Anyone's free to come watch! The inside of the dojo isn't enormous, but there's plenty of space in the outdoor training area to roam and make passing comments to your poor friends who are stuck in sword hell.
• Form practice and repetition sets. The most tedious part of training, but an important backbone for any style. Are your arms getting tired after 50 strikes to the air? Too bad, you're only halfway through!
• Instructional sparring matches. Instructors will go toe to toe in order to showcase more advanced moves to students, students will be paired with instructors for tutoring matches and to get tips on their form, and students will face off against each other to practice with someone of their skill level.
• Competitive matches. Take on an instructor or a fellow student to test your strength and skill! A very small person that is apparently just called Small Troop oversees these matches, keeping tally on the chalkboard. The truly bold can even take on one of the instructors on the "DO NOT SPAR WITH" list with the promise of a prize at the end! It's like a spicy food challenge, but slightly more health-hazardous...! Those who make it through a match will indeed get a prize, too: the whiteboard at the front of the hall now sports a very fancy calligraphy CONGRATULATIONS and then their name in much sloppier writing.]
JUST KIDDING WE REALLY NEED A DOCTOR
iii;
[Phew! It's been a long couple of hours already. You may be sweating buckets or feeling the awful burn of Sore Arms (that's going to hurt in the morning), but don't worry, mercy is arriving on swift wings and carrying a tray of snacks. It's finally time for a break! There's water and tea, canned coffees for those who need a stronger pick-me-up, sliced watermelon brought out with salt, and riceballs. Some may be significantly more misshapen than others, and watch out for any riceballs stuffed with unusual fillings... Lump of canned tuna or straight-up wasabi, anyone?]
[Alternately, at some point during the break period, someone will pose a suggestion: this dojo needs its very own mission statement. Every good dojo has a strong motto, after all! Everyone is encouraged to throw their suggestions into the pot - really, because if it's left in the hands of the morons who named the dojo itself, it's bound to be Bad.]
iv;
[Maybe you overshot your restraints and ended up seriously wailing on your sparring partner by accident (or "by accident", you bloodthirsty freaks). Maybe you're the unfortunate person who landed a partner that can't control themselves and you're now sporting a few shiny new bruises or cuts. Either way, injuries happen! It's a training risk and it's definitely a risk when the instructors are mostly swords, oops...
First aid knowledge is also pretty scant here, so anyone ushered off to the repair area might have to put up with people uselessly shoving ice packs at them and offering to bandage things that probably don't need bandages and whispering can we just use sticks for splints to each other. Some of them aren't great at judging injury levels either, so people with teeny tiny cuts could end up with five bandages and others who need a timeout may just get a "YOU'RE FINE" and a gold star sticker. GOOD LUCK.]
-
[As for anyone else in the park, the sound of screaming may both A) rudely shatter any peaceful park silence you were trying to enjoy and B) draw your attention over toward a new building by the park's edge. And boy, there sure is a lot of screaming happening... Some of it could be battle cries or power shouting, but there are definitely a few in there that sound genuinely distressed and pained?!
Moreover, there's a large sign on the outside of said building that simply reads HELP in sloppy, bold handwriting. And is that blood on the corner of the sign?? OMINOUS... Anyone who approaches to get a closer look will see that the bottom half of the sign has broken off and lies in the grass below. It says NEEDED IMMEDIATELY, SEEKING HEALERS AND ANYONE WITH FIRST AID EXPERTISE. Someone pity these fools and lend a hand...]
TEAM BUILDING EXERCISES FOR DUMMIES
v;
[Practice has finally come to an end - but don't think about leaving just yet. This is a traditional dojo, after all, and you know what that means? Everyone pitches a hand in to clean it up at the end. It helps the students to care more about their school if they have to put work into its maintenance themselves, right?
And there's a lot of maintenance to be done. Tufts of fox hair can be found here and there, or a broken door or two from some earlier wild matches, maybe streaks and splatters of blood in a few places, and-- is that a hole in the floor? When did that even get there? The outside area needs to have its ground leveled again, too, and scattered practice swords need to be returned to their proper places on the wall. Looks like everyone's got their work cut out for them... The small troop will also lend a hand if it looks like anyone is struggling, taking a tiny cloth to the floor or trying to show the best way to scrub out blood. With so many people working together, surely this won't take too long!]
vi;
[Cleaning has been Successfully Accomplished, hopefully with minimal bodily injury or property damage. Now it's time to go home and take a shower and sleep for a year, right? ...Nope! It looks like the dojo bonding hasn't quite finished yet. Escape is possible, but you may have some persistent people insisting on dragging you along despite your protests.
Anyway, it's not uncommon to share drinks after a successful day in training, but for the sake of the non-drinkers and underage among them, a cafe is what's ultimately decided on. Their field trip into the city is a blind game of follow-the-leader with no actual leader and they may take some detours (another cafe! A nice shop! A cart selling pretzels that just smells too good to pass up!) depending on who wants to go where, but they'll reach their ultimate goal eventually.
It's... it's the Macho Cafe. Enjoy?!]
(This is an open mingle for the dojo's opening and subsequent training/practice days! Feel free to toplevel, comment around and threadjack to your heart's content!)
When: From today onward; training days will be held several times a week and the building is open for use outside of that, so feel free to tag in at any point!
Where: The dojo in Residential District's park
What: A dojo opens in the park! Chaos ensues, probably.
Rating/Warning: N/A, will update as necessary
A SPARRING MATCH A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY
i;
[There's a new building in the park that's finally finished, sporting a bundle of balloons outside because some moron heard that's what you're supposed to do for grand openings and now they'll be there until they deflate. Maybe you're here because you've seen the flyers advertising it or heard something mentioned on the network. Maybe you've been dragged over by one of the instructors! Maybe you spent too long staring at the DOjo or DIEjo banner and now someone's trying to usher you inside?! Either way, you'll be greeted warmly upon entrance and encouraged to mingle and familiarize yourself with the building and the other people around you.
The dojo itself is pretty sizable and has plenty of space to poke around in. There's an indoor section that's styled very traditionally, with wooden floors and a rack on the wall that has a number of wooden and bamboo swords for communal use. Outside of the building is an outdoor training area with a flat dirt ground, as well as targets and training dummies for people to whack. On the porch, there's a mat off to the side for shoes and a water cooler with cups stacked on top.
Strangely, there's also a list posted to the inner wall by the entrance that simply says Do not spar with these instructors if you're just beginning. Several names are listed below it in red, including Yamatonokami Yasusada, Okita Souji, Sayo Samonji and a few others. It seems like the list is a work in progress; new names are added frequently...]
ii;
[Introductions are done, rules are explained, and now it's time to dive into the meat of the dojo - training and practice. Since all levels are welcome, there are instructors both in and out of the building teaching everything from the very basics to more advanced techniques or specific styles. Activities throughout the day include:
• Spectating. Anyone's free to come watch! The inside of the dojo isn't enormous, but there's plenty of space in the outdoor training area to roam and make passing comments to your poor friends who are stuck in sword hell.
• Form practice and repetition sets. The most tedious part of training, but an important backbone for any style. Are your arms getting tired after 50 strikes to the air? Too bad, you're only halfway through!
• Instructional sparring matches. Instructors will go toe to toe in order to showcase more advanced moves to students, students will be paired with instructors for tutoring matches and to get tips on their form, and students will face off against each other to practice with someone of their skill level.
• Competitive matches. Take on an instructor or a fellow student to test your strength and skill! A very small person that is apparently just called Small Troop oversees these matches, keeping tally on the chalkboard. The truly bold can even take on one of the instructors on the "DO NOT SPAR WITH" list with the promise of a prize at the end! It's like a spicy food challenge, but slightly more health-hazardous...! Those who make it through a match will indeed get a prize, too: the whiteboard at the front of the hall now sports a very fancy calligraphy CONGRATULATIONS and then their name in much sloppier writing.]
JUST KIDDING WE REALLY NEED A DOCTOR
iii;
[Phew! It's been a long couple of hours already. You may be sweating buckets or feeling the awful burn of Sore Arms (that's going to hurt in the morning), but don't worry, mercy is arriving on swift wings and carrying a tray of snacks. It's finally time for a break! There's water and tea, canned coffees for those who need a stronger pick-me-up, sliced watermelon brought out with salt, and riceballs. Some may be significantly more misshapen than others, and watch out for any riceballs stuffed with unusual fillings... Lump of canned tuna or straight-up wasabi, anyone?]
[Alternately, at some point during the break period, someone will pose a suggestion: this dojo needs its very own mission statement. Every good dojo has a strong motto, after all! Everyone is encouraged to throw their suggestions into the pot - really, because if it's left in the hands of the morons who named the dojo itself, it's bound to be Bad.]
iv;
[Maybe you overshot your restraints and ended up seriously wailing on your sparring partner by accident (or "by accident", you bloodthirsty freaks). Maybe you're the unfortunate person who landed a partner that can't control themselves and you're now sporting a few shiny new bruises or cuts. Either way, injuries happen! It's a training risk and it's definitely a risk when the instructors are mostly swords, oops...
First aid knowledge is also pretty scant here, so anyone ushered off to the repair area might have to put up with people uselessly shoving ice packs at them and offering to bandage things that probably don't need bandages and whispering can we just use sticks for splints to each other. Some of them aren't great at judging injury levels either, so people with teeny tiny cuts could end up with five bandages and others who need a timeout may just get a "YOU'RE FINE" and a gold star sticker. GOOD LUCK.]
-
[As for anyone else in the park, the sound of screaming may both A) rudely shatter any peaceful park silence you were trying to enjoy and B) draw your attention over toward a new building by the park's edge. And boy, there sure is a lot of screaming happening... Some of it could be battle cries or power shouting, but there are definitely a few in there that sound genuinely distressed and pained?!
Moreover, there's a large sign on the outside of said building that simply reads HELP in sloppy, bold handwriting. And is that blood on the corner of the sign?? OMINOUS... Anyone who approaches to get a closer look will see that the bottom half of the sign has broken off and lies in the grass below. It says NEEDED IMMEDIATELY, SEEKING HEALERS AND ANYONE WITH FIRST AID EXPERTISE. Someone pity these fools and lend a hand...]
TEAM BUILDING EXERCISES FOR DUMMIES
v;
[Practice has finally come to an end - but don't think about leaving just yet. This is a traditional dojo, after all, and you know what that means? Everyone pitches a hand in to clean it up at the end. It helps the students to care more about their school if they have to put work into its maintenance themselves, right?
And there's a lot of maintenance to be done. Tufts of fox hair can be found here and there, or a broken door or two from some earlier wild matches, maybe streaks and splatters of blood in a few places, and-- is that a hole in the floor? When did that even get there? The outside area needs to have its ground leveled again, too, and scattered practice swords need to be returned to their proper places on the wall. Looks like everyone's got their work cut out for them... The small troop will also lend a hand if it looks like anyone is struggling, taking a tiny cloth to the floor or trying to show the best way to scrub out blood. With so many people working together, surely this won't take too long!]
vi;
[Cleaning has been Successfully Accomplished, hopefully with minimal bodily injury or property damage. Now it's time to go home and take a shower and sleep for a year, right? ...Nope! It looks like the dojo bonding hasn't quite finished yet. Escape is possible, but you may have some persistent people insisting on dragging you along despite your protests.
Anyway, it's not uncommon to share drinks after a successful day in training, but for the sake of the non-drinkers and underage among them, a cafe is what's ultimately decided on. Their field trip into the city is a blind game of follow-the-leader with no actual leader and they may take some detours (another cafe! A nice shop! A cart selling pretzels that just smells too good to pass up!) depending on who wants to go where, but they'll reach their ultimate goal eventually.
It's... it's the Macho Cafe. Enjoy?!]
(This is an open mingle for the dojo's opening and subsequent training/practice days! Feel free to toplevel, comment around and threadjack to your heart's content!)
III!
Hm? What's this? [Sure enough, his
ahogenose points him towards the udon, and he leans forward to sniff at it curiously.] Did you make this yourself, Kogitsunemaru-san?no subject
I assisted the chefs in the kitchen. They wouldn't let me help with the tofu, sadly. I don't think I've regained their trust! Would you like to try some soup?
[ Kogi's so excited to share the products that the Kitsune Udon makes! Especially because the store only reopened recently after the flood and then the whole 'let's all leave the colony' and... blah. It was bad for business. ]
no subject
Luckily he doesn't seem interested in the rice balls, just the udon! He nods immediately, clasping his hands together.]
Yes, I'd love to! [WHO WOULDN'T, it smells delicious. ...But--] Regained their trust? Did something happen?
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Kogi looks a little embarrassed, but hey, he trusts Namazuo to not laugh at his previous misfortune/mistakes. ]
Ah, I was told I couldn't wait tables anymore because I kept eating the tofu off of plates that haven't been served yet. To be honest, it's the manager's fault that the food is not carefully protected or made fox-proof.
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Ehhh... that doesn't sound very fair. [How can you put someone in front of delicious food and expect them not to eat it? How do waiters work, tbh.
...Though now that he mentions it--] ...You didn't eat any of this soup, did you? [He doesn't want fox slobber udon!!]
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You're right, it wasn't fair. This is why I've had to endure many 'time-outs'. [ Yes, Kogi's been on consecutive ones. In fact, he's probably found his niche as a greeter/pretty face when it comes to the udon shop. Who wouldn't want to be served by Kogi? ]
No. I have my own soup. It's somewhere safe! This is fresh, out of a pot I brought from work.
[ Whether he took it with permission is a mystery. Also, come on, what's wrong with fox slobber... ]
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But whether he took it with or without permission doesn't even occur to Namazuo to ask. Mainly because he assumes someone would've noticed Kogi walking out with a pot of soup. So Namazuo will take it with a smile!]
Thank you, then! [And with an 'itadakimasu' he's gonna dig right in! Hopefully he won't burn his tongue??]
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[ If anyone appreciates good food, it's Namazuo. Also, pretty good assumption, but Kogi definitely just walked right out with a pot and is hoping for the best in his future. ]
Ah, do you like it?
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It's delicious! The broth especially, it tastes even better than it smells! [He'd just drink it out of a thermos, but that's probably not healthy.] The noodles are the perfect texture, too. Have you ever had soggy udon? It's so depressing...
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Sometimes, our customers will ask for containers for the food they don't eat so they can stick it into a microwave! A little part of me is insulted every time.
[ WHO REHEATS ANY SORT OF NOODLE?! Sacrilege! ]
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THAT'S WEIRD, THOUGH. Wha... why... huh...]
The food they don't eat? [???] Why don't they eat it?
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However, if you're lucky and you ask them if they want the tofu they haven't touched and they say no? Free food!
[ Of course, Kogi wouldn't eat anything that's been eaten. Sometimes, he doesn't ask that question anyway. Apparently that's weird. ]