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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!)
iv!
Mikazuki-san, are you alright? [A rhetorical question--obviously he's not, but Namazuo's concerned, okay. He sets the tray down and holds an ice pack out.] Here, cold is supposed to help.
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I wouldn't recommend sparring for awhile at least until all the adrenaline in everyone has calmed down a bit. [ Everyone is just too excited about the dojo's grand opening! ] Oooooh...speaking of which -- this is cold -- but do you have any more ice packs? I have bruises all over it feels like, haha.
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Everyone is really excited to be sparring again, aren't they? [CALM DOWN OKITAGUMI.] I do! Here, you can use this water bottle for now, I'll go get some more. Would you like anything else? [They have food.]
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Ah! Can you get me a snack but -- [ #warflashback ] N...Not the riceballs. [ He'll happily take the water though, sipping at it as he refreshes and recollects himself from his earlier sparring with help from Namazuo of course! ]
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Of course! I'll be right back. [AND OFF HE GOES to dig up some food!! Some edible food... why are the rice balls even still out?? Oh well, somebody will eat them.
Mikazuki may have said "a" snack, but Namazuo apparently missed that part. When he returns, he might as well have brought the whole table--his arms are laden with bags of crackers, a couple of (sealed, thankfully) bowls of fruit, some packages of candy, and--is that a raw carrot?]
Here you go! I wasn't sure what you might like, so I brought a few things.
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Ah, please take a seat and rest too. We should eat together, I don't very much fancy eating alone. [ It'd be a little lonely to do so! That and the longer that Mikazuki tries to take the plastic off, the more apparent it becomes that he can't do it. Grandpa's still getting used to these things...so he'll just...casually give Namazuo a patent Jiji Look(tm) and hand him one of the fruit bowls. ] Could you...maybe open this for me?
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Ah! Are you sure it's alright? [He says that to be polite, but he's already plopping down, clearly ready to accept the invitation.
He's about to ask how Mikazuki's feeling now, but he gets distracted pretty quickly by the epic struggle... Jiji vs. plastic lid, who will win???
The lid, apparently.]
Hm? Oh, of course! [At least Namazuo's not the type to laugh... not at Mikazuki, anyway. He takes the bowl, and 1-2-pop! Off it comes, easy peasy. It's like ~magic~.] You haven't seen these types of bowls before, Mikazuki-san?
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I'm afraid I don't have many snacks or junk foods often, hmmm... [ Which is probably why he chose the fruits! Thanking the other again for his help before snacking away. ] do you usually eat a lot of snacks between meals? I have to admit that I'm a little curious as to all the "junk" food that I see around the apartment taste like. [ Jiji hasn't been too exposed to the modern lifestyle outside of his CereVice as Namazuo can probably tell. ]
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I do! I think I like snacks more than meals, actually. [It's hard to say... he enjoys most things while he's eating them, and while he has his preferences, he's definitely not that picky.] Some are better than others... but there are plenty of snacks that aren't too sweet, or too spicy! What sort of flavors do you prefer? I bet there's something you'd like.
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Ah! Right. [ There he goes. ] I suppose savory things? I haven't tried too many sweet or spicy things. I did hear that some of those funny little riceballs have wasabi packed into them which might be interesting to try! [ Little does he know that he's going to accidentally do that later. ]
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Luckily Namazuo is used to Mikazuki's quirks, so he patiently munches away as he waits. When the response finally does come, he hums thoughtfully--to stop and quickly wave a hand.]
Ah, I wouldn't recommend that to start with... wasabi is very powerful. [Namazuo took one look at those rice balls and nope'd away from them, which is pretty impressive for him.] Maybe something green tea-flavored? That wouldn't be too sweet... or maybe senbei, or arare. I think you'd like them.
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ah! Now I wish I had made some. [ He wasn't able to but now that he's thinking about it, an idea pops in from the back of his mind. Turning to look at Namazuo, he's (almost) practically sparkling at him with eager eyes. ] Would you make riceballs with me sometime, Nama-kun? Or rather, I suppose I'm asking if you'll show me how to make them! I always seem to make them too big but no one has ever really disliked them... [ Or they're just too Nice to Jiji really and don't want to hurt his feelings but either way, the riceballs he makes are always as big as a basketball. ]