Hmm...I will try to catch any one or two players that happen to be around despite my timezone.
OOC:
In game name: DerpyPoint
Timezone: GMT+8
Age: 15+
What role-playing experience do you have?: I have RPed in Elantria (fantasy) and Year 2065 (post-apocalypse—like this!), the latter which I RPed more in. “Don’t forget your old shipmates!” I’d say to any RPer I met over those two servers that I re-encounter here.
Why did you choose us?: I like to seek out RP servers with a certain twist to the usual fare (last time I checked, fantasy) and even if Year 2065 was of the same genre The Last Ark has wonderful divergence that paves way to more different RP opportunities which I’d like to try. Especially that mystery surrounding that sea level rise because it doesn’t look like that even if the ice caps completely melted.
Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): N/A, so I hope you have a Global Channel!
IC:
Name: Ferdinand “Dars” ((Mononymy intentional!))
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Vondronosien (collective term for Merinans of archipelagic descent, e.g. from Seychelles, Maldives, Phillippines etc.)
Place of Birth: Merina, a small island Southeast of what remains of Africa. ((Sharp eyes on the map!)) Affectionately termed “‘Rina” by inhabitants.
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: In terms of form, his lanky composition and relatively-dwarven, 165 cm (5’5”) stature makes him awkward to line him up with his fellow towering residents in Defiance. However, he has a slightly defined musculature with a brownish, toffee colour coating his body. His wardrobe as a Defiance resident is simple: a textured woven taupe grey button-up shirt that he always lets loose and a pair of knee-length white chino-analogue shorts with pockets for each leg. On his head adorns a semi-frazzled bunch of black hair where after a dip of water he always pulls the fringes forwards. Below, willfulness is plastered on his face; his dark brown eyes and thick eyebrows firmly and dutifully observing what he sees unless when he feels spaced-out where they lose focus and turn glassy.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths - Teach Dars what’s the “fastest” way and he’ll listen very intently as his brain runs on a constant Turbo mode whenever possible; he simply cannot take too long for things to happen when there’s a shorter and hence more convenient way to do them. While Dars is not the person who approaches you randomly, greets and smalltalks once he sees you, forcing him in a situation to talk leads to a stable conversation and in teamwork contexts, some decent synergy.
With his hobby of freediving, Dars knows how to conserve his energy in the water and constantly keep himself afloat around the deep sea for long underwater visits. Complimentary with it is some rudimentary orienteering skills to present lost at sea scenarios, which had traumatised him when it almost happened once. He also learned a number of defensive skills descended from the pre-Rise martial arts which makes up for his lack of proficiency in weaponry combat despite knowing in theory how to use perhaps a gun.
Weaknesses - Dars’ lust for rapidness leads him to impatience even in normal situations and he constantly keeps himself occupied even in his cabin room where muttering and clattering is often heard. One could mistake him for being slightly cuckoo had they not know him well. He feels a slight lack of confidence with having to interact with all the unfamiliar non-Merinans on board but he understands he has to carry on his mission to impart knowledge of the world to the dwellers of Merina and vice versa.
Looking into and not fully submerging in gleaming water for a short while causes Dars to become lucid and wonder on things aloud. As mentioned he is also inept in actual weaponry combat; the thoughts of wielding a potentially life-taking weapon make him cringe a little.
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: Personally, Dars keeps a pair of swimming goggles, a slightly bulky transceiver between him and Merina, a collection of spiritual texts and mantras written on sisal paper bound together into a book and a small locked chest containing what could lead to his ancestral land. He has trouble unlocking it even though the unlocking method “was obvious”. As part of the plan of diplomacy to re-introduce Merinan knowledge thought to be lost around the world as Defiance goes, he also has a pocket encylcopaedia/scrapbook detailing about a wide range of topics relating to islands from the East.
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs): Dars was born in the New Year of 2051, near the Midwife’s Hut by the coast of Merina, where the half moon was just rising. Before the Rise of 2020, the Island-cum-Commune of Merina was once Central Madagascar, where the highland-dwelling Merina people lives, hence the namesake. The Government of Madagascar, once aware of the rapid increase in sea levels negotiated an immigration deal with other island nations around it and the Pacific with a 100% chance of submerging and it was just their luck that the highlands were spared. Dars’ grandparents however were very tight-lipped about which island nation they were from, as if it was a stigma, a contributor to the global instability. With these immigrations, Merina was a diverse community of former islanders from the Eastern hemisphere and a goldmine for demonstrating how was it to live in an island whereas other areas in the World were former continents.
Living by the seaside, Dars always wondered what was beyond his homeland that was the small island of Merina. At the Mutual Marketplace, he saw interesting faces of people light in skin and hair and those mentioning some thriving community named Greenland very far up North from here. Dars swam around with the sea often, thinking naively that he could somehow swim North, he would reach this Greenland and find an opportunity to bring vast wealth to his family and fellow Merinans. Unfortunately, this left him stranded despite him treading the water for safety until he was found and returned by fisherman. Upset he was on such a distance after he overheard from market chatter. Why is everything so apart?
Dars’ father, detecting his curiosity took him for a boat trip to the East of Merina and let him swim with goggles on to observe what was below. He was extremely shocked to see ruins of an airport and the surrounding city a good ten or so metres below, which his father pointed out used to be possibly the most convenient way to get there with a flying boat (an aeroplane) than “just swimming”. At this time, with no planes and no airports they’d have to manufacture a long-lasting, long-supplying boat to travel to this Greenland which Merina lacks the resources to build. Those that did made trips and back were trading mostly with “violent villages” of larger islands, unsafe for a growing boy like him. Despite these, the thought of boats, aquatic or flying travelling to other places of the world intrigued and haunted his mind for the following years to come.
Over the years, Dars came to learn his freediving skills so he could discover more of the ruins of submerged land, formerly Madagascar and Africa proper. He would still wonder where was he from and longed for travelling to Greenland.
One day, the leader of Merina arranged for a meeting of all Merinans at Central, announcing a two-way knowledge trade between the Western Hemisphere and Merina representing the “lost” knowledge from the Eastern Hemisphere (Ah, he thought, if only the Chinese were more open-minded) and out of lottery, drew Dars. Dars knew his longstanding dream was finally about to realise but doubted his safety and skills. Dars was told he would be in safe hands should he have common sense or let himself be taught. The Leader arranged the Defiance as a medium for him to travel to Western lands; the “detours” serve as free time for him to prepare himself for incoming dangers in this trade. Receiving his father’s Book of Spirit and his grandfather’s Box as parting gifts, he was admitted to Defiance on a round trip around the world to transmit both ways of hitherto blocked-off knowledge.
Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
“Mama, I’m off to the sea, yeah!” Dars, wearing only his shorts hollered back at his small cottage that was his home. He needed to think about this Greenland, some successful place thousands of kilo-m’s away from Merina. It must be big, for a start.
Just as he began to descend into the cyan liquid, careful to only step on the gravel, he saw a boat with a large etching saying, “S.R.” His father was trying his luck at fishing, when his normal job was to inspect around the Mutual Market for any signs of misconduct. Dars quickly swam towards the boat without even donning his goggles.
“Oh, Ferdinand, Ferdinand!” his father said as he saw Dars knocking on the boat. Dars scowled swiftly at the mention of that name but smiled. After all, only his father could say it without him getting riled and engaging in a half-baked fight. Dars gripped the boat for the sake of not capsizing it.
“I see you’re expecting me too,” he said. “About that big rectangular field of flat rocks? You made me have some weird dreams too!”
His father laughed. “What would you dream of with that and flying boats, which they call airplanes?”
“I haven’t seen such a boat yet! I don’t think it’s possible, but I was on one of our small wooden boats when suddenly,” Dars began with a fast pace. He widened his eyes. “the oars at the side kept flapping even though we were grounded!” Dars shuddered if any boat had secret features like that.
“Actually, they’re made of metal and look more like bats,” his father said. “What happened next?” Dars blinked at his father’s description of a “real” floating boat. “Tell me, tell me!”
Dars snapped back. “I was on blue sky for a while, and the boat zipped me like a meteor to...somewhere, and below I saw a field, all green, had some periwinkles swaying.”
“Ah...so serene, so calm!” Dars’ father threw his hands up in the air, turning his head around.
“Then-it-went-BAM!” Dars said, cutting off his father’s exaggerated expression. He hit the boat, causing it to sway wildly. The boat picked up some water, then it quickly flipped over. “Oh no!” He grabbed the older man but they both started to sunk from their combined weight. The latter switched back the boat and hopped on it as fast as he could, Dars following suit. “Wow, you’re fast too!”
“Can’t I learn from my lovely and wonderful son?” he said, turning his head oh-so-slightly. He shut his eyes and murmured to himself. Dars, for a decade and more living with him knew his Gratitude chant. Dars looked off into the sea and chanted, hoping that his incoming reverie could help him in “understanding” his flying dream.
Accepted! Welcome aboard, you shall be Whitelisted later today.
What role-playing experience do you have?: Some, played on other servers before.
Why did you choose us?: Just sounds interesting...
IC:
Name: Joshua Roseland
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: White (British)
Place of Birth: Snowdonia, Wales, Britain (UK)
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: 5' 11", Tanned I guess, dirty due to farming and in limbo of strength i.e. not weak but not strong either. Other than that here's a picture:
Strengths and Weaknesses: Farms, picks fights, bakes, loves good food and always a Mr. Goody-Goody. (Plus he is obsessed with the Kraken.)
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: No because he just got picked up off his large wooden raft/farm.
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs): Born after the flood on a large floating farm that belonged to his parents Thomas & Joan. He lived there for the first 16 years of his life. Sewing, farming & cooking were all mandatory though he quite enjoyed carpentry & carving as a harmful, I mean harmless hobby. Other than that his life was dull, boring, miserable and you get the idea.
Though now as we approach the present we find a disaster that really dampens his mortal life... The Kraken. The blood runs cold in seamen when they hear it's name. It shrill ear-piercing screech freezes many in their tracks.
It happened one night as a storm as in full rage round-about the large raft. The logs and branches that kept farm afloat slipped away left, right & centre as the storm raged on. Suddenly in the very middle of the night an ear-piercing sound rended the airwaves! Large tentacles smashed against the raft. The small ramshackle house was in splinters. Children screamed, parents panicked and Josh just stood there looking into the richly detailed eye of the world's greatest beast. Though his parents and siblings screamed in terror there was nothing he could do except watch, mesmerised by fear but more so by awe. Though he remembers not that fearsome night nor what happened to his family he will always remember the eye. The eyes. The eyes of the powerful Kraken.
Rp Scenario:
*Josh gets hauled off the top of the ladder onto the deck by the Commanding Officer*
Commanding Officer: "Just WHAT do you thing your trying to do? Sink us with that man-made iceberg?"
*Josh stands up*
Josh: "It would seem that's what you were doing to me. For years my parents worked that floating "iceberg". Toiled with their bare hands to feed us. And what happens? Uh? You come crashing into it not two days after their passing."
Commanding Officer: "Umm..." *Thinks this guy is clearly not happy*
Josh: "You'd think that I'd be prepared for anything after facing a Kraken but you sir take the cake!"
Commanding Officer: "Ok, just calm down son. Everything will be fine."
Josh: "Everything's going to be fine? You clearly didn't HEAR ME! MY PARENTS ARE DEAD AND YOU'VE SUNK MY FARM!"
*Josh is successful in taking the Commanding Officer by surprise and punching him in the groin before storming off* ((OUCH!!!))
*Some moments later...*
Commanding Officer: "I wonder if he'll ever say don't forget your old shipmates..."
NOTE: This is a Kraken though I picture the Carrier being two to four times bigger than this ship.
Accepted! Welcome aboard. App is decent but not great.
Roughly 95% of Minecraft players hate Villagers and would be very happy if they were removed. If you are one of the 5% who actually like villagers, copy this into your signature and hope it never happens. ~EnderDude124
Without boundaries some people lack the ability to function because deciding what they want to do prevents them from doing anything. ~Mike Ridolfi
Hey, this forum is going to close so if you are looking for me here's my Discord: BernardisGood#7987
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Anyone on? I'm kinda bored.
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Roughly 95% of Minecraft players hate Villagers and would be very happy if they were removed. If you are one of the 5% who actually like villagers, copy this into your signature and hope it never happens. ~EnderDude124
Without boundaries some people lack the ability to function because deciding what they want to do prevents them from doing anything. ~Mike Ridolfi
Hey, this forum is going to close so if you are looking for me here's my Discord: BernardisGood#7987
Yeah syvs, the app was perfect and beautiful. Accept it or we riot.
I would presume it's because your character is not human.
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Roughly 95% of Minecraft players hate Villagers and would be very happy if they were removed. If you are one of the 5% who actually like villagers, copy this into your signature and hope it never happens. ~EnderDude124
Without boundaries some people lack the ability to function because deciding what they want to do prevents them from doing anything. ~Mike Ridolfi
Hey, this forum is going to close so if you are looking for me here's my Discord: BernardisGood#7987
Thank you to thefishpie for being open minded. I too would riot for the sake of equal rights for frog-seagull-human hybrids.
And technically he is human. Just not entirely.
I'm not saying I'm against your character. (Though I kind of am.) Just suggesting why you may have been Denied.
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Roughly 95% of Minecraft players hate Villagers and would be very happy if they were removed. If you are one of the 5% who actually like villagers, copy this into your signature and hope it never happens. ~EnderDude124
Without boundaries some people lack the ability to function because deciding what they want to do prevents them from doing anything. ~Mike Ridolfi
Hey, this forum is going to close so if you are looking for me here's my Discord: BernardisGood#7987
I'm sorry but your hurtful comments have left me feeling personally victimised and oppressed. I'm currently suffering from P.T.S.D. from your cruel attacks against poor Sqog and if I didn't have thefishpie to support me through this, I'm not sure where I'd be. Please do not deny Sqog based on his genetic make-up. That sir, is racist and shallow. Sqog is a beautiful innocent creature who deserves the chance to live and blossom in the harsh reality of a post-apocalyptic server you have created. After all, could we not all do with a little more tolerance and understanding in our lives? I find it transphobic of you to hate him based on something that is beyond his control. Is it that he failed to defend Iceland from the rising tides? Well let me tell you, it would be unrealistic if Sqog had successfully stopped the sea water from coming in. That's just ridiculous. Please stop with this absurd mixed-race-phobia of yours and let Sqog live!
No.
Please do not continue posting on this thread. Any further comments of yours on the nature of "Sqog" will be reported to the forum mods for deletion.
What role-playing experience do you have?: LOTC, Narthasis, Juanze
Why did you choose us?: Heard of you on a skype chat
Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): Kek'th
IC:[/b]
Name: Karl Tender
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Place of Birth: The Stern
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: Karl is about 5'9, not well trained and shy. He's not the kind of guy to speak up for himself or
to fight. He's a follower, but for that you need to convince him to join you at first.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths: Smart, loyal, thinker
Weakness: Weak in general.
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: No
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs):
Karl was born in the Stern parts of the ship. His parents quickly gave him to his aunt due to their lack of being good parents at all. His aunt taught him the basic of electronics and mechanic. She used to be a good mechanic back when she actually worked for someone. Karl was usually beat up anytime he tried to say something, as much as he loved his aunt she wasn't really nice. That led up to him being extremly shy. He made few friends and grew quite quietly.
He works with what he scavenge, upgrading stuff, fixing stuff and making small radios. Everything he can get his hand on, he works with it.
( I wish to devlopp the character in game, which is why the background is so misty and unclear.)
Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
Karl woke up a early morning, from the sound of his his alarm. As he was about to leave, his aunt spoke to him asking
"Have you done your task for the day?"
Of course Karl had no clue of what she was asking, but he said yes and left the house, this time it was for good. He was leaving his aunt to have his own place.
"Yes I did." he said, taking his coat and leaving.
As he left, he saw his friends, waved at them as he passed by.
What role-playing experience do you have?: ...A lot. I seriously have no idea anymore.
Why did you choose us?: Because you're the first group I've found who actually seem populated and interesting.
Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): I'd rather not.
IC:
Name: Harry.
Age: 10 years (Kind of)
Gender: Male, probably.
Ethnicity: Non-applicable.
Place of Birth: 45°35'08.2"N 73°27'32.6"W
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: He's a robot,
looks like a robot, holographic face projected on the head, it makes
various unmoving facial expressions. Also, 5'10" tall.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Smart, calculating, has a neutral standpoint when it
comes to a lot of things. Unfortunately, he isn't built with strength in
mind, can actually run out of power, which is rather problematic. Also,
he's not a perfect human, not yet, at least.
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: A data chip
with the creation logs, which are very, very valuable to him. I don't know if that counts as on the ship, because harry carries it at all times.
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs):
[LISTING LOGS FLAGGED AS IMPORTANT]
January 8th, 2017:
Nathaniel here, the project has started. I don't know who was insane enough to
pour this much money into something that I honestly find completely
useless, but hey, doesn't matter what i'm working on as long as the
paycheck is good, and I'm going to have one hell of a fortune once my
contract is over. I can just imagine the face of my family once they
learn that my job away from home just got me a retirement thirty years
early! Anyways, onto actual things worth logging: We're prepping
everything, this is ambitious, but seeing as the world is progressing
this much, making parts for future technology might just work. I just
don't get why we're in the middle of nowhere in a bunker prepped for the [EXPUNGED] apocalypse...
October 13th, 2021:
...Nathanielagain. I know I've been over this last week, but I really don't get why
so many people just stopped and left... The world is ending out there,
we're in this self-sufficient bunker and we have nothing else to do but
just work on this... Keeps our minds off the lost families. Maybe we can
make a new one here, too. Oh! And also, a progress report, well...
we've got a fair amount of body work done, and the code monkeys are
still working, now we just need to figure out how to make a proper joint
motor that will make it walk better than C3-PO.
December 19th, 2021:
I got good news and bad news today, log recorder! Bad news is, The world
as we know it is ending. We've even got some biblical great flood
[EXPUNGED] going on. Everything's pretty grim. Good news is we're safe,
and everyone left here decided that we're going to leave the old world
behind and just bunker up in here and out-live the apocalypse. There's
few enough of us that we don't even need a structure or anything, we all
just do our job and a little more, so i'm chief engineer and archivist! Fun!
April 21st, 2025:
It's a boy! We have our first child of the bastion, as we like to call this
place. His name is Joey. And he's one hell of a lucky kid, to be born in
the only safe place left... Anyways, besides that, I've been informed
of various breakthroughs and stuff from the code monkeys, they're really
dedicated. Probably their way to cope with the world, just like I log
things of importance.
September 15th, 2032:
Karine here, taking over. Nathaniel killed himself today. Probably stopped
caring about the project and killed himself. Funny how this useless
project still gets done, since most people just get so depressed without
it. I don't know, I've managed to live with the fact that there's no
world out there. Some of us have. The code crew probably hasn't, they're
so... focused. Which is good, they've got way more work than us to do,
hell, we're mostly done, all that's left is a good power source, I was
thinking about an RTG for power and have been
working on the designs, but now there's all these archives to work
out... they're a [EXPUNGED] mess, should have seen it coming if we saw
these files.
March 1st, 2041:
Joey's our first graduate, we've got the children onto this, and we didn't
bother telling them all that much about what we left behind, since,
well, we left it behind. I know, it's cruel, and it's not what i wanted
either, but I don't want a wave of teenagers committing suicide, either.
They know there was a world before, and that it ended, but we're not
going to bother telling them how wonderful it was and all, hell, it
wasn't, taxes suck, war sucks, the only things that were nice were the
iPhone and the internet.
May 20th, 2041:
Engine is done, body is done, we're halfway there... Which isn't good. I
expect a lot of good folks to get bored and start thinkin' again...
Goodbye.
May 21th, 2041:
John Henry here, why the hell did they never give out their last names
before? Anyways, half the [EXPUNGED] engineer crew [EXPUNGED] died
yesterday, mass suicide using poisoned champagne, pretty good way to go,
honestly, anyways, nothing new to report... just... Yeah.
September 15th, 2047:
Hey, joey here, Second generation, so I don't have a last name, but that's
besides the point, I'm leader of the coding division... well... the
entire bunker now, there's like seven of us left. We're all kids, well,
not "kids" kids, but all the parents are dead, and we're just working on
him, yeah, it's going to be a him, we all agreed. Oh yeah! also, in
less depressing news, I actually have something to say, which is that
i'm twenty-five today, the others managed to bake a cake... That was
kind of insane, hopefully I can return the favor.
June 30th: 2070:
I'm done... We're done... I've got access to everything, so I know there
was no point to this, but it was my purpose in life, and it's not done.
I'm the only one left, have been for a while, actually, but that just
means i'm the only one responsible now, he's my... child. I built and
ran the RTG yesterday, that should last him a few hundred years. All
that's left is to insert... well, him. A body is just a body without a
mind.
July 4th: 2070:
The setup is complete, I booted the program a few minutes ago, it's setting
up and adapting, It should say hello real soon, this is my last log.
From now on, i've got another job to do. I don't know what to name it...
maybe i'll ask him.
July 5th, 2079: Hi... Today, the last of the creators died. He wished me a
happy birthday, and told me I was ready. He also told me I would be sad.
Sadness is... a very unpleasent emotion. But it is normal. Anyhow...
Well, I am leaving. There is nothing here for me, I have no need for
shelter, or food... The creators all died for me. I will make them
proud.
[LOGS END]
(For reference, an RTG is a Radioisotope Thermoelectric Generator, feel free
to Wikipedia it, but in layman's terms, it's a completely harmless
nuclear generator that can run for about a hundred years.)
Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
"Creator joey?"
"Please don't call me that... I've told you countless times."
"My apologies... Joey. I simply feel required to do so, out of respect."
"I know! But really, there's no need. It's like calling your father...
wait, yeah, now that I think about it, I don't have a good reason to
stop you."
"Oh... so I may continue?"
"Well, if you want, It just makes me feel weird."
"Right... I will refrain from doing so, then."
"You sure? I mean... do what you want! You're a person, you get to choose."
"But I am only an artificial intelligence..."
"**** that! You pass the Turing test with flying colors. You're a person in my books."
"...Right..."
"Hey, I think i'll name you Harry."
*Raises head, making a curious face* "Harry?"
*Joey laughs.* "Yeah, Harry. doesn't it sound... warming?"
*Makes a sad expression* "I'm afraid I don't understand."
"Well, I mean, it's just so harmless, it fits you."
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OOC:[/b]
[b]In game name:[/b] BastinGaming
[b]Timezone:[/b] Eastern Time (Us & Canada)
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]What role-playing experience do you have?:[/b] I have some role-playing experience from other games. I would say about 5 hours.
[b]Why did you choose us?:[/b] Because I like role-playing, and the idea of this sounds cool, also this is the only Minecraft Role-Play server I know of.
[b]Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat):[/b] mrcrazy116
IC:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b] Richard Pole
[b]Age:[/b] September 24th, 2061. 23 Years Old.
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Ethnicity:[/b] Caucasian
[b]Place of Birth: [/b]Floating town "Tallahassee" above the city Tallahassee, Flordia
[b]Defining characteristics and physical appearance:[/b] Richard Pole has a proud stance. He always walks around with his head up, never looking down unless something catches his eye. He has an average height of 5' 11", he weighs about 136 Lbs he looks really tone, but his biceps are not to big making him not too intimidating. He usually wears a yellow long sleeve, and always wears blue jeans and boots, that are dirtied after years of use. He has a small, but noticeable goatee that hides most of a cut on his chin. His eyes are hazel, and has short dark brown hair. He is very talkative, and very friendly. He will always help somebody in need, unless he feels something is off. He mostly goes off of the first impression of someone. He has a southern accent has his heritage has never left him. He is extremely family oriented.
[b]Strengths and Weaknesses: [/b]His greatest strength is his family, but that is also his greatest weakness. He can (most of the time) tell whether a person is someone he should trust or watch out for, but will also test it which could be bad. He will mostly give someone a second chance even if they don't deserve it. In a moment of panic and/or hype he will feel/be stronger.
[b]Does your character own property on the ship? [/b]No, as in he just got on the ship.
[b]Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs): [/b]Richard Pole was born on a floating Town called "Tallahassee" above Tallahassee, Flordia. His parents Tina Pole and James Pole were the "owners" Tallahassee. Richard had two older siblings, Sean one year older, and Danny three years older. And a little brother Leo who was two years younger.When Richard was 4, February 14th, 2065 his town was raid and his mom was murder, devastating the whole town. As he grew up his brothers were his closes friends, and they did everything together. They were bullied relentlessly over the death of their mother. Richard took into learning to wrestle along with Leo, and Sean. Danny had to much work being the oldest to have any free time. Other than that there was not much to do.
When Richard was 14 he had the worst year of his life. March his dad left to go meet other Towns for some political reason Richard never new why. July Danny fell into a deep sickness which made him bed ridden for 5 months. In November he had the worst encounter he'd ever have with the bullies. Him and Leo were coming back from the school boat when a couple of older teens started to push them around, a few moments later they got cornered between the bullies and the ocean. As each second grew closer their fate changed little by little. No matter what the outcome, Richard new he could not stay anymore. They were about 3 feet away from the ocean when his older brother Sean heard them yelling. A few seconds later Sean burst into rage rushing into two of the bullies knocking himself and them two into the water. With only one left Lee goes to charge him but gets thrown into the water as the dude was much bigger than him. When Richard seen this it sent him into a rage, running and swinging at the bully he knocked him out. Turning around he seen his two brothers in the ocean near the edge, and he reached into grab them out.
After a year later and his dad never came home, every one got worried. Richard and his brothers expect Sean all decided it was time to leave. Danny left right then since he was old enough to leave being 18. The year came 2080 and it was Richard's time to leave to find Danny, and their father. He didn't want to leave his 2 closes friends, but it was time for his own life. Before he left, he promised he will stop by once a year atleast, and when ever Lee wanted to leave, they would meet up. And there his story starts.
[b]Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like): [/b]
(Im not too creative just a warning :* )
Its March 5th, 2075 on the USS Defiance.
James Pole laying on his bunk when someone walks in.
"Hello Jim" someone says as they sit on the bed across from him.
"Oh hey Paul" James replies as he sits up.
"How'd the kids take it?" Paul asks as he fiddled with the stiff blankets.
"Not well" James says as he looks down at the ground.
"What's wrong? Was it not worth it?" Paul said curiously.
"Honestly, it wasn't" replies James as he lays back down.
"Who all knows about it?" Paul stands up near James.
"Me, you and Ragon are the only ones are far as I know" James is still depressed.
"You made way with a lot of money though" Paul tries to reassure James.
"And 4 upset kids, and a lost off a wife, I needed to get away. But I know Ill see my kids" James says day dreaming.
"Why do you say that?" Paul asks.
"They'll think Im in trouble, and they come for me... To save me.. and then Ill have to tell them" James says worried.
"Just leave me out of it brother, and Don't forget your old shipmates" Paul says as he exits.
Accepted! Welcome aboard, you shall be Whitelisted later today.
Accepted! Welcome aboard. App is decent but not great.
...............RELEASE THE KRAKKEEENNNN
Click on the damn dragon! I'll give you tacos!
Great event idea...
Btw, anyone on?
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Nobody besides Crpy and Rac bothered to say bye bye? I'll cri eternally without you fools.
Anyone on? I'm kinda bored.
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No.
Yeah syvs, the app was perfect and beautiful. Accept it or we riot.
I would presume it's because your character is not human.
Roughly 95% of Minecraft players hate Villagers and would be very happy if they were removed. If you are one of the 5% who actually like villagers, copy this into your signature and hope it never happens. ~EnderDude124
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I'm not saying I'm against your character. (Though I kind of am.) Just suggesting why you may have been Denied.
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No.
Please do not continue posting on this thread. Any further comments of yours on the nature of "Sqog" will be reported to the forum mods for deletion.
R00d
Too China we goooooooooo
Click on the damn dragon! I'll give you tacos!
OOC:[/b]
In game name: _Jeth_
Timezone: -4 gmt
Age: 18 (19 in few days)
What role-playing experience do you have?: LOTC, Narthasis, Juanze
Why did you choose us?: Heard of you on a skype chat
Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): Kek'th
IC:[/b]
Name: Karl Tender
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Place of Birth: The Stern
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: Karl is about 5'9, not well trained and shy. He's not the kind of guy to speak up for himself or
to fight. He's a follower, but for that you need to convince him to join you at first.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths: Smart, loyal, thinker
Weakness: Weak in general.
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: No
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs):
Karl was born in the Stern parts of the ship. His parents quickly gave him to his aunt due to their lack of being good parents at all. His aunt taught him the basic of electronics and mechanic. She used to be a good mechanic back when she actually worked for someone. Karl was usually beat up anytime he tried to say something, as much as he loved his aunt she wasn't really nice. That led up to him being extremly shy. He made few friends and grew quite quietly.
He works with what he scavenge, upgrading stuff, fixing stuff and making small radios. Everything he can get his hand on, he works with it.
( I wish to devlopp the character in game, which is why the background is so misty and unclear.)
Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
Karl woke up a early morning, from the sound of his his alarm. As he was about to leave, his aunt spoke to him asking
"Have you done your task for the day?"
Of course Karl had no clue of what she was asking, but he said yes and left the house, this time it was for good. He was leaving his aunt to have his own place.
"Yes I did." he said, taking his coat and leaving.
As he left, he saw his friends, waved at them as he passed by.
OOC:
In game name: A3191A
Timezone: Eastern Standard
Age: 18
What role-playing experience do you have?: ...A lot. I seriously have no idea anymore.
Why did you choose us?: Because you're the first group I've found who actually seem populated and interesting.
Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): I'd rather not.
IC:
Name: Harry.
Age: 10 years (Kind of)
Gender: Male, probably.
Ethnicity: Non-applicable.
Place of Birth: 45°35'08.2"N 73°27'32.6"W
Defining characteristics and physical appearance: He's a robot,
looks like a robot, holographic face projected on the head, it makes
various unmoving facial expressions. Also, 5'10" tall.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Smart, calculating, has a neutral standpoint when it
comes to a lot of things. Unfortunately, he isn't built with strength in
mind, can actually run out of power, which is rather problematic. Also,
he's not a perfect human, not yet, at least.
Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind: A data chip
with the creation logs, which are very, very valuable to him. I don't know if that counts as on the ship, because harry carries it at all times.
Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs):
[LISTING LOGS FLAGGED AS IMPORTANT]
January 8th, 2017:
Nathaniel here, the project has started. I don't know who was insane enough to
pour this much money into something that I honestly find completely
useless, but hey, doesn't matter what i'm working on as long as the
paycheck is good, and I'm going to have one hell of a fortune once my
contract is over. I can just imagine the face of my family once they
learn that my job away from home just got me a retirement thirty years
early! Anyways, onto actual things worth logging: We're prepping
everything, this is ambitious, but seeing as the world is progressing
this much, making parts for future technology might just work. I just
don't get why we're in the middle of nowhere in a bunker prepped for the [EXPUNGED] apocalypse...
October 13th, 2021:
...Nathanielagain. I know I've been over this last week, but I really don't get why
so many people just stopped and left... The world is ending out there,
we're in this self-sufficient bunker and we have nothing else to do but
just work on this... Keeps our minds off the lost families. Maybe we can
make a new one here, too. Oh! And also, a progress report, well...
we've got a fair amount of body work done, and the code monkeys are
still working, now we just need to figure out how to make a proper joint
motor that will make it walk better than C3-PO.
December 19th, 2021:
I got good news and bad news today, log recorder! Bad news is, The world
as we know it is ending. We've even got some biblical great flood
[EXPUNGED] going on. Everything's pretty grim. Good news is we're safe,
and everyone left here decided that we're going to leave the old world
behind and just bunker up in here and out-live the apocalypse. There's
few enough of us that we don't even need a structure or anything, we all
just do our job and a little more, so i'm chief engineer and archivist! Fun!
April 21st, 2025:
It's a boy! We have our first child of the bastion, as we like to call this
place. His name is Joey. And he's one hell of a lucky kid, to be born in
the only safe place left... Anyways, besides that, I've been informed
of various breakthroughs and stuff from the code monkeys, they're really
dedicated. Probably their way to cope with the world, just like I log
things of importance.
September 15th, 2032:
Karine here, taking over. Nathaniel killed himself today. Probably stopped
caring about the project and killed himself. Funny how this useless
project still gets done, since most people just get so depressed without
it. I don't know, I've managed to live with the fact that there's no
world out there. Some of us have. The code crew probably hasn't, they're
so... focused. Which is good, they've got way more work than us to do,
hell, we're mostly done, all that's left is a good power source, I was
thinking about an RTG for power and have been
working on the designs, but now there's all these archives to work
out... they're a [EXPUNGED] mess, should have seen it coming if we saw
these files.
March 1st, 2041:
Joey's our first graduate, we've got the children onto this, and we didn't
bother telling them all that much about what we left behind, since,
well, we left it behind. I know, it's cruel, and it's not what i wanted
either, but I don't want a wave of teenagers committing suicide, either.
They know there was a world before, and that it ended, but we're not
going to bother telling them how wonderful it was and all, hell, it
wasn't, taxes suck, war sucks, the only things that were nice were the
iPhone and the internet.
May 20th, 2041:
Engine is done, body is done, we're halfway there... Which isn't good. I
expect a lot of good folks to get bored and start thinkin' again...
Goodbye.
May 21th, 2041:
John Henry here, why the hell did they never give out their last names
before? Anyways, half the [EXPUNGED] engineer crew [EXPUNGED] died
yesterday, mass suicide using poisoned champagne, pretty good way to go,
honestly, anyways, nothing new to report... just... Yeah.
September 15th, 2047:
Hey, joey here, Second generation, so I don't have a last name, but that's
besides the point, I'm leader of the coding division... well... the
entire bunker now, there's like seven of us left. We're all kids, well,
not "kids" kids, but all the parents are dead, and we're just working on
him, yeah, it's going to be a him, we all agreed. Oh yeah! also, in
less depressing news, I actually have something to say, which is that
i'm twenty-five today, the others managed to bake a cake... That was
kind of insane, hopefully I can return the favor.
June 30th: 2070:
I'm done... We're done... I've got access to everything, so I know there
was no point to this, but it was my purpose in life, and it's not done.
I'm the only one left, have been for a while, actually, but that just
means i'm the only one responsible now, he's my... child. I built and
ran the RTG yesterday, that should last him a few hundred years. All
that's left is to insert... well, him. A body is just a body without a
mind.
July 4th: 2070:
The setup is complete, I booted the program a few minutes ago, it's setting
up and adapting, It should say hello real soon, this is my last log.
From now on, i've got another job to do. I don't know what to name it...
maybe i'll ask him.
July 5th, 2079: Hi... Today, the last of the creators died. He wished me a
happy birthday, and told me I was ready. He also told me I would be sad.
Sadness is... a very unpleasent emotion. But it is normal. Anyhow...
Well, I am leaving. There is nothing here for me, I have no need for
shelter, or food... The creators all died for me. I will make them
proud.
[LOGS END]
(For reference, an RTG is a Radioisotope Thermoelectric Generator, feel free
to Wikipedia it, but in layman's terms, it's a completely harmless
nuclear generator that can run for about a hundred years.)
Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
"Creator joey?"
"Please don't call me that... I've told you countless times."
"My apologies... Joey. I simply feel required to do so, out of respect."
"I know! But really, there's no need. It's like calling your father...
wait, yeah, now that I think about it, I don't have a good reason to
stop you."
"Oh... so I may continue?"
"Well, if you want, It just makes me feel weird."
"Right... I will refrain from doing so, then."
"You sure? I mean... do what you want! You're a person, you get to choose."
"But I am only an artificial intelligence..."
"**** that! You pass the Turing test with flying colors. You're a person in my books."
"...Right..."
"Hey, I think i'll name you Harry."
*Raises head, making a curious face* "Harry?"
*Joey laughs.* "Yeah, Harry. doesn't it sound... warming?"
*Makes a sad expression* "I'm afraid I don't understand."
"Well, I mean, it's just so harmless, it fits you."
*Re-enters a neutral face* "If you say so..."
*Joey laughs* Oh man, you're so stuck up...
If you were wondering, we have created a new Fallout server which you can find here.
Yes, Yes! Flee you fools.... To our new home!
Mods feel free to lock thread now.
OOC:[/b]
[b]In game name:[/b] BastinGaming
[b]Timezone:[/b] Eastern Time (Us & Canada)
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]What role-playing experience do you have?:[/b] I have some role-playing experience from other games. I would say about 5 hours.
[b]Why did you choose us?:[/b] Because I like role-playing, and the idea of this sounds cool, also this is the only Minecraft Role-Play server I know of.
[b]Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat):[/b] mrcrazy116
IC:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b] Richard Pole
[b]Age:[/b] September 24th, 2061. 23 Years Old.
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Ethnicity:[/b] Caucasian
[b]Place of Birth: [/b]Floating town "Tallahassee" above the city Tallahassee, Flordia
[b]Defining characteristics and physical appearance:[/b] Richard Pole has a proud stance. He always walks around with his head up, never looking down unless something catches his eye. He has an average height of 5' 11", he weighs about 136 Lbs he looks really tone, but his biceps are not to big making him not too intimidating. He usually wears a yellow long sleeve, and always wears blue jeans and boots, that are dirtied after years of use. He has a small, but noticeable goatee that hides most of a cut on his chin. His eyes are hazel, and has short dark brown hair. He is very talkative, and very friendly. He will always help somebody in need, unless he feels something is off. He mostly goes off of the first impression of someone. He has a southern accent has his heritage has never left him. He is extremely family oriented.
[b]Strengths and Weaknesses: [/b]His greatest strength is his family, but that is also his greatest weakness. He can (most of the time) tell whether a person is someone he should trust or watch out for, but will also test it which could be bad. He will mostly give someone a second chance even if they don't deserve it. In a moment of panic and/or hype he will feel/be stronger.
[b]Does your character own property on the ship? [/b]No, as in he just got on the ship.
[b]Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs): [/b]Richard Pole was born on a floating Town called "Tallahassee" above Tallahassee, Flordia. His parents Tina Pole and James Pole were the "owners" Tallahassee. Richard had two older siblings, Sean one year older, and Danny three years older. And a little brother Leo who was two years younger.When Richard was 4, February 14th, 2065 his town was raid and his mom was murder, devastating the whole town. As he grew up his brothers were his closes friends, and they did everything together. They were bullied relentlessly over the death of their mother. Richard took into learning to wrestle along with Leo, and Sean. Danny had to much work being the oldest to have any free time. Other than that there was not much to do.
When Richard was 14 he had the worst year of his life. March his dad left to go meet other Towns for some political reason Richard never new why. July Danny fell into a deep sickness which made him bed ridden for 5 months. In November he had the worst encounter he'd ever have with the bullies. Him and Leo were coming back from the school boat when a couple of older teens started to push them around, a few moments later they got cornered between the bullies and the ocean. As each second grew closer their fate changed little by little. No matter what the outcome, Richard new he could not stay anymore. They were about 3 feet away from the ocean when his older brother Sean heard them yelling. A few seconds later Sean burst into rage rushing into two of the bullies knocking himself and them two into the water. With only one left Lee goes to charge him but gets thrown into the water as the dude was much bigger than him. When Richard seen this it sent him into a rage, running and swinging at the bully he knocked him out. Turning around he seen his two brothers in the ocean near the edge, and he reached into grab them out.
After a year later and his dad never came home, every one got worried. Richard and his brothers expect Sean all decided it was time to leave. Danny left right then since he was old enough to leave being 18. The year came 2080 and it was Richard's time to leave to find Danny, and their father. He didn't want to leave his 2 closes friends, but it was time for his own life. Before he left, he promised he will stop by once a year atleast, and when ever Lee wanted to leave, they would meet up. And there his story starts.
[b]Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like): [/b]
(Im not too creative just a warning :* )
Its March 5th, 2075 on the USS Defiance.
James Pole laying on his bunk when someone walks in.
"Hello Jim" someone says as they sit on the bed across from him.
"Oh hey Paul" James replies as he sits up.
"How'd the kids take it?" Paul asks as he fiddled with the stiff blankets.
"Not well" James says as he looks down at the ground.
"What's wrong? Was it not worth it?" Paul said curiously.
"Honestly, it wasn't" replies James as he lays back down.
"Who all knows about it?" Paul stands up near James.
"Me, you and Ragon are the only ones are far as I know" James is still depressed.
"You made way with a lot of money though" Paul tries to reassure James.
"And 4 upset kids, and a lost off a wife, I needed to get away. But I know Ill see my kids" James says day dreaming.
"Why do you say that?" Paul asks.
"They'll think Im in trouble, and they come for me... To save me.. and then Ill have to tell them" James says worried.
"Just leave me out of it brother, and Don't forget your old shipmates" Paul says as he exits.
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