[b]Application[/b] [b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]-Minecraft Account Name:[/b]
moltal
[b]-How old are you?:[/b]
20
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:[/b]
Central USA
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?:[/b]
I believe I do.
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b]
There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one's self. But I will give it a try. I like good, rich and deep roleplaying. I stand by the rules. I ponder about electrons at times, being in more than one place at once its quite amazing. I like ACDC and I love Apple computers.
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?:[/b]
A lot , really a lot if the server is as good as I believe it is. Ballpark figure 25-30 hours a week.
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?:[/b]
Since alpha. But recently more often than before. I had to stop for a while. (work, life)
[b]-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:[/b]
Vampire the masquerade, was my first role playing experience. I love that game. I still play it when I can. Not as often as I would like to unfortunately . I played everything from sega genesis RPG's to PS3 Dark Souls. I play TCG (Magic, used to play Pokemon when i was 14) anything that has strategy and some sort of roleplaying involve gets me exited.
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b]
Wake up with a headache, I don't know where I am... the light its so bright... I recognize that smell, they are here! I run as far as I can, my legs are to heavy my lungs will collapse I need to stop! I think I'm far away enough, I hope. I put my hands inside my pockets searching for whats not there, solutions. Now what? Gather, hide, run, rinse and repeat... Not again not this time! This time I shall persevere, this time things will go my way!
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:[/b]
About 3 months ago I was in a server call, The last days, or something like that I did so much for that server. Small community very simple server but My city, Barvaria, had a hospital, underground CDC, labs, tall walls that went all around, a light house, 3 districts, 2 libraries, a city hall, a welcome hall, I map out the city with real blueprints and I was building all of it . We were rebuilding society. Until the friends of the server owner decided they wanted to exile me and take my work for themselves. That was that.
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ):[/b]
Yes, from that one server that took everything from me.
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:[/b]
Indeed I have.
[b]-How did you hear about us?:[/b]
Google search.
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?:[/b]
Yes, I think thats a great idea.
Bjorn: -Whats the difference? -Our past our history, it means nothing, we have nothing, we are nothing, we became nothing.
Bjorn said under his breath as he got closer to the fire. Others in the circle started paying attention to him.
Bjorn: -You want a story kid? I tell you a story. - I was once just like you, young that is. - My parents, or those who raise me, it makes no difference really, were good and kind folks, like this people you see here. - My mother cooked most of the food for my father was the farmer and although he was a great cook himself he was often just to tired. - I don't like to cook, I hate cooking, I rather eat a living rat before getting near stove. - It brings up memories kid, memories that are better forgotten. - But you if you will have any chance outside of this ... "camp" then you better hear this from me here and now. - I won't be here for long and you shouldn't either.
The eyes of the people around the fire grew as wide as the flames coming from the pit in front of them. One of them try to stand up to Bjorn and make him quiet.
Bjorn: -Sit back in you place.
Bjorn said in a deep commanding voice, and the subject did.
Bjorn: - Change, kid, its the only constant you will ever encounter. - It's the ultimate truth, and the way I see it there is no real reason to go against it. - If you do, you will loose, 100% of the times. - So better get used to it and quick. - You all have build a pretty little thing in here, a nice little fortress. - You feel safe... and thats the last thing you should feel in this neck of the woods. - When I first saw you a few days ago, from very far away, I thought to myself .. "easy food, finally". - This fire you have here its like a big red lighthouse that will attract every scavenger in a 13 kilometers radio. - And most scanvagers are not like me, you see kid , I still have some humanity left in me. - I was going to raid this camp and take the goods for myself , tide you all up with so you wouldn't bother me much and cut you loose before I left you all with nothing but you pathetic lives. - But I saw in all of you some of the same hope I remember seeing in my fathers eyes when I was just like you. - So I said to myself.. "what the heck, why not help this folks, just this once". - And thats what I'm doing, I don't know how you all got this far being this stupid. - If you want to make it till tomorrow listen to the story I'm telling , pack your things and go. - Because tomorrow I won't be here, but they will.
Everyone in the circle was stun by the words coming out of the mouth of this stranger. He arrived a day ago, and said he was lost and in need of some water and maybe a place to rest . They gave him shelter and some food, and now this? He is all of the sudden a raider who wanted to take advantage of them?.
Bjorn went on.
Bjorn: - So where was I , o yes my parents... - They took care of me but taught me nothing. -When my mom was cooking I was scavenging. -When my father was farming, I was scavenging. -When they were sleeping I was selling my goods and trading them for better goods. -I would tell my folks that the things I got I got working for some people in the next town. - They believed me because it was better than facing the truth. -The world was a simpler place back then , just as messy but better. - Or perhaps was our particular location at that particular time. -Like all of you here we believed we were safe. -We were many, so we thought. -Strength is in the numbers ! the Mayor used to said. -20 families that was all, twice as much as you people. - My other hobby was killing things with my sling shot, I like guns a lot better but I didn't have one back them. - I used to go out at night and hide and observe, and hunt what ever I could get my hands on. - I know what you are all thinking, at night?!. -I am not particularly large, so that helps. - I knew my neck of the woods better than most of the raiders and other creatures so I always had an advantage, our little village was away from the road and unwanted eyes. - But that wasn't enough, and i knew it, I knew it and no one cared.
Bjorn took a long pause.
Bjorn: - Times are changing they said , you are to young to be this worry, they told me. - One night I was out as any other night and when I decide to turn back I realize I was surrounded by raiders. - They must of known of our "secret" location because I could hear them talking about a "fortress in the forest". - I tried to out maneuver them and get home before they did to warn my parents and the other villagers. - I was to late, I was to noise, I was to scared. - I could only watch as the raiders did the unthinkable, then I could only run and try to forget. - My past was buried that day but the burden of what I witness marks my every step. -And so I roam this land as I do many others in search of peace, but I have only found war. - Every day its a struggle and once you struggle enough you get good at it , and its not so bad anymore. - It gives you a sense of comfort , but that won't last either because only change lasts. - So heed my words and be gone by the break of day, or this shall be your happy ending. - And kid , take this .
Bjorn toss over to the kid a very old sling-shot.
Bjorn: -Old but sturdy, it may come in handy.
And as quietly as he arrived the day before he was now gone...
Stranger voice: -Bjorn, the wanderer that saved us all
[b]-Character Family:[/b]
Mother and Father are dead. No other near relatives known.
[b]-Character Age:[/b]
Late thirties. He appears older tho.
[b]-Character Appearance:[/b]
One eye, one patch and one hole behind it. Rough looking, 5 o'clock beard, solid build, short, muscular but not big. He has been outside for a long time and he sure as heck looks like he has. Nothing fancy in this one except his one good eye that says so much and yet its so quiet.
[b]-Character Personality:[/b] (Any fatal flaws?):[/b]
He ponders a lot. Has a sense of detachment with the world but who hast now a days, everything we came to love and admire its gone. Holds high moral standard every time he can, but he won't starve just to be politically correct. He has been around the block and his attitude sure shows it. Not short temper by any standard but its better not to mess with him. Doesn't really trust anyone and its a bit paranoid, but who cares it has kept him alive. A lot of repress emotions, a lot of not given love, all and all he holds himself up fairly well.
[b]-Occupation:[/b]
Scavenger, gun for hire.
[b]-Can your character read or write?:[/b]
Yes, that he can. He was taught by his parents unorthodox methods and although he won't say it, he is glad they put him trough that.
[b]-Can your character mine?:[/b]
To survive, yes.
[b]-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count):[/b]
He is getting better at it. It's something that always interested him.
[b]-Can your character fight?:[/b]
That he can but he never starts the any conflict.
[b]-Can your character farm?:[/b]
Not really. He could potentially learn but I don't think he ever will.
[b]-Does your character have any special skills?:[/b]
There is nothing special now a days about surviving. So I guess not.
[b]-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?:[/b]
One eye counts as physical and mentally well... he keeps himself well together.
[b]-Character Fears:[/b]
Raiders, the dark, loneliness, we could say that fear its what keeps him alive.
[b]-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):[/b]
Running away from some raiders Bjorn jump over a ledge and into the unknown. It would of been better if the raiders caught up to him. 20 feet later he is now squash agains the bottom of a very thick forest. Sure the raiders will never go after him now but he won't be going after anything either.
-AGRRRHRHHRHR I can't move my leg! the raiders are behind me and I can't move my leg !
Bjorn rips open his pant using his combat knife.
-AAGRRRR GOD !
The blood is gushing from a deep cut he got when he jump and a something that looks like bone its sticking out of it.
- SON OF A GUN!!!!! ok ok breath ... breath It could be just fat , drag yourself out of this one Bjorn COME ON COME ON!!!!! AAGGGHHHHHH
Grabing a nearby tree he gets up and leans himself against it. He takes of his belt and places the pice of cloth he got from ripping his pant apart on top of the cut and secures the belt around the cloth applying as much pressure as possible.
-AAAAAGRRHGHGHHGHGHRHGHHRG
He passes out, its unconscious and his life its at risk , some one is approaching , its them!
-ITS THEM RUN RUN RUN ITS THEM ! (heavy breathing)
Bjorn wakes up cover in sweat, another nightmare... just another nightmare...
[b]-Other Information: [/b][b]I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned![/b][b] [/b]
[b]-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): [/b]
[b]Application[/b] [b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]-Minecraft Account Name:[/b]
moltal
[b]-How old are you?:[/b]
20
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:[/b]
Central USA
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?:[/b]
I believe I do.
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b]
There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one's self. But I will give it a try. I like good, rich and deep roleplaying. I stand by the rules. I ponder about electrons at times, being in more than one place at once its quite amazing. I like ACDC and I love Apple computers.
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?:[/b]
A lot , really a lot if the server is as good as I believe it is. Ballpark figure 25-30 hours a week.
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?:[/b]
Since alpha. But recently more often than before. I had to stop for a while. (work, life)
[b]-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:[/b]
Vampire the masquerade, was my first role playing experience. I love that game. I still play it when I can. Not as often as I would like to unfortunately . I played everything from sega genesis RPG's to PS3 Dark Souls. I play TCG (Magic, used to play Pokemon when i was 14) anything that has strategy and some sort of roleplaying involve gets me exited.
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b]
Wake up with a headache, I don't know where I am... the light its so bright... I recognize that smell, they are here! I run as far as I can, my legs are to heavy my lungs will collapse I need to stop! I think I'm far away enough, I hope. I put my hands inside my pockets searching for whats not there, solutions. Now what? Gather, hide, run, rinse and repeat... Not again not this time! This time I shall persevere, this time things will go my way!
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:[/b]
About 3 months ago I was in a server call, The last days, or something like that I did so much for that server. Small community very simple server but My city, Barvaria, had a hospital, underground CDC, labs, tall walls that went all around, a light house, 3 districts, 2 libraries, a city hall, a welcome hall, I map out the city with real blueprints and I was building all of it . We were rebuilding society. Until the friends of the server owner decided they wanted to exile me and take my work for themselves. That was that.
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ):[/b]
Yes, from that one server that took everything from me.
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:[/b]
Indeed I have.
[b]-How did you hear about us?:[/b]
Google search.
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?:[/b]
Yes, I think thats a great idea.
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]-Character Name:[/b]
Bjorn
[b]-Biography:[/b]
-Whats the difference? -Our past our history, it means nothing, we have nothing, we are nothing, we became nothing.
Bjorn said under his breath as he got closer to the fire. Others in the circle started paying attention to him.
-You want a story kid? I tell you a story. - I was once just like you, young that is. - My parents, or those who raise me, it makes no difference really, were good and kind folks, like this people you see here. - My mother cooked most of the food for my father was the farmer and although he was a great cook himself he was often just to tired. - I don't like to cook, I hate cooking, I rather eat a living rat before getting near stove. - It brings up memories kid, memories that are better forgotten. - But you if you will have any chance outside of this ... "camp" then you better hear this from me here and now. - I won't be here for long and you shouldn't either. The eyes of the people around the fire grew as wide as the flames coming from the pit in front of them. One of them try to stand up to Bjorn and make him quiet. -Sit back in you place. Bjorn said in a deep commanding voice, and the subject did. - Change, kid, its the only constant you will ever encounter. - It's the ultimate truth, and the way I see it there is no real reason to go against it. - If you do, you will loose, 100% of the times. - So better get used to it and quick. - You all have build a pretty little thing in here, a nice little fortress. - You feel safe... and thats the last thing you should feel in this neck of the woods. - When I first saw you a few days ago, from very far away, I thought to myself .. "easy food, finally". - This fire you have here its like a big red lighthouse that will attract every scavenger in a 13 kilometers radio. - And most scanvagers are not like me, you see kid , I still have some humanity left in me. - I was going to raid this camp and take the goods for myself , tide you all up with so you wouldn't bother me much and cut you loose before I left you all with nothing but you pathetic lives. - But I saw in all of you some of the same hope I remember seeing in my fathers eyes when I was just like you. - So I said to myself.. "what the heck, why not help this folks, just this once". - And thats what I'm doing, I don't know how you all got this far being this stupid. - If you want to make it till tomorrow listen to the story I'm telling , pack your things and go. - Because tomorrow I won't be here, but they will. Everyone in the circle was stun by the words coming out of the mouth of this stranger. He arrived a day ago, and said he was lost and in need of some water and maybe a place to rest . They gave him shelter and some food, and now this? He is all of the sudden a raider who wanted to take advantage of them?. Bjorn went on. - So where was I , o yes my parents... - They took care of me but taught me nothing. -When my was cooking I was scavenging. -When my father was farming, I was scavenging. -When they were sleeping I was selling my goods and trading them for better goods. -I would tell my folks that the things I got I got working for some people in the next town. - They believed me because it was better than facing the truth. -The world was a simpler place back then , just as messy but better. - Or perhaps was our particular location at that particular time. -Like all of you here we believed we were safe. -We were many, so we thought. -Strength is in the numbers ! the Mayor used to said. -20 families that was all, twice as much as you people. - My other hobby was killing things with my sling shot, I like guns a lot better but I didn't have one back them. - I used to go out at night and hide and observe, and hunt what ever I could get my hands on. - I know what you are all thinking, at night?!. -I am not particularly large, so that helps. - I knew my neck of the woods better than most of the raiders and other creatures so I always had an advantage, our little village was away from the road and unwanted eyes. - But that wasn't enough, and i knew it, I knew it and no one cared. - Times are changing they said , you are to young to be this worry, they told me. - One night I was out as any other night and when I decide to turn back I realize I was surrounded by raiders. - They must of known of our "secret" location because I could hear them talking about a "fortress in the forest". - I tried to out maneuver them and get home before they did to warn my parents and the other villagers. - I was to late, I was to noise, I was to scared. - I could only watch as the raiders did the unthinkable, then I could only run and try to forget. - My past was buried that day but the burden of what I witness marks my every step. -And so I roam this land as I do many others in search of peace, but I have only found war. - Every day its a struggle and once you struggle enough you get good at it , and its not so bad anymore. - It gives you a sense of comfort , but that won't last either because only change lasts. - So heed my words and be gone by the break of day, or this shall be your happy ending. - And kid , take this . Bjorn toss over to the kid a very old sling-shot. -Old but sturdy, it may come in handy. And as quietly as he arrived the day before he was now gone... -Bjorn, the wanderer that saved us all
[b]-Character Family:[/b]
Mother and Father are dead. No other near relatives known.
[b]-Character Age:[/b]
Late thirties. He appears older tho.
[b]-Character Appearance:[/b]
One eye, one patch and one hole behind it. Rough looking, 5 o'clock beard, solid build, short, muscular but not big. He has been outside for a long time and he sure as heck looks like he has. Nothing fancy in this one except his one good eye that says so much and yet its so quiet.
[b]-Character Personality:[/b] (Any fatal flaws?):[/b]
He ponders a lot. Has a sense of detachment with the world but who hast now a days, everything we came to love and admire its gone. Holds high moral standard every time he can, but he won't starve just to be politically correct. He has been around the block and his attitude sure shows it. Not short temper by any standard but its better not to mess with him. Doesn't really trust anyone and its a bit paranoid, but who cares it has kept him alive. A lot of repress emotions, a lot of not given love, all and all he holds himself up fairly well.
[b]-Occupation:[/b]
Scavenger, gun for hire.
[b]-Can your character read or write?:[/b]
Yes, that he can. He was taught by his parents unorthodox methods and although he won't say it, he is glad they put him trough that.
[b]-Can your character mine?:[/b]
To survive, yes.
[b]-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count):[/b]
He is getting better at it. It's something that always interested him.
[b]-Can your character fight?:[/b]
That he can but he never starts the any conflict.
[b]-Can your character farm?:[/b]
Not really. He could potentially learn but I don't think he ever will.
[b]-Does your character have any special skills?:[/b]
There is nothing special now a days about surviving. So I guess not.
[b]-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?:[/b]
One eye counts as physical and mentally well... he keeps himself well together.
[b]-Character Fears:[/b]
Raiders, the dark, loneliness, we could say that fear its what keeps him alive.
[b]-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):[/b]
Running away from some raiders Bjorn jump over a ledge and into the unknown. It would of been better if the raiders caught up to him. 20 feet later he is now squash agains the bottom of a very thick forest. Sure the raiders will never go after him now but he won't be going after anything either.
-AGRRRHRHHRHR I can't move my leg! the raiders are behind me and I can't move my leg !
Bjorn rips open his pant using his combat knife.
-AAGRRRR GOD !
The blood is gushing from a deep cut he got when he jump and a something that looks like bone its sticking out of it.
- SON OF A GUN!!!!! ok ok breath ... breath It could be just fat , drag yourself out of this one Bjorn COME ON COME ON!!!!! AAGGGHHHHHH
Grabing a nearby tree he gets up and leans himself against it. He takes of his belt and places the pice of cloth he got from ripping his pant apart on top of the cut and secures the belt around the cloth applying as much pressure as possible.
-AAAAAGRRHGHGHHGHGHRHGHHRG
He passes out, its unconscious and his life its at risk , some one is approaching , its them!
-ITS THEM RUN RUN RUN ITS THEM ! (heavy breathing)
Bjorn wakes up cover in sweat, another nightmare... just another nightmare...
[b]-Other Information: [/b][b]I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned![/b][b] [/b]
[b]-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): [/b]
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[b]Interesting application you got over here, but you know what would make it even more interesting? Some paragraphs![/b]
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes, I do.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am 14, but I can be mature when I want/need to be. I love role-playing and minecraft, so put the two together, and you have yourself a great time.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: 10 hours probably
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: About a year now
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know its where you have to be a character, and face all of their trials in the way that they would. I have been roleplaying for about 3 years. Some games, and some minecraft servers (most were crap though).
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be... harsh. The wasteland sounds like a harsh place, and I think I'll love it.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Kingdoms of Aeonis; no one plays it anymore. The rest were so bad that I cant even remember their names anymore
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): not that I know of
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, they are some pretty good rules
-How did you hear about us?: I was just looking for servers
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Yes
In-Character: -Character Name: Alexandr Firestrike (Xandr)
-Biography: Alexandr was born in a camp of survivors. His Father was the Camp's Doctor, his mother was a farmer's daughter, and his sister was married to a soldier. Ever since he could remember his father taught him about things. About reading and writing, about being a doctor, and about life.
He didn't want to be a doctor that much, but he tolerated it, because his family was probably the most educated in the Camp. His father always told him you had to be smart to be a doctor. He often went shooting with the soldiers because it made him feel like he didn't have to be a doctor.
Then one day, it happened. He was 16 then, when the raiders attacked. He woke up to the sound of gunfire, and he thought the soldiers had left without him. Then he heard the screaming. He grabbed the only thing he could find, which was a scalpel, and ran outside. As soon as he ran outside, he got shot in the shoulder. He yelled in pain, and saw that a raider shot him. Then he blacked out.
When he was awoken (by he sister) he was in a pool of blood, "Thank God your still alive!" She said, "You too." He replied.
"Is anyone else alive?" He asked her, but she didn't say anything back. He went inside, and dug the bullet imbedded into his left shoulder out. It would be a long time until that healed. He heard his sister scream, and ran outside.
There was a mutant attacking her. He grabbed a rifle from a dead soldier and fired 6 rounds at the creature. The mutant died. He helped his sister up and they left the abandoned camp, and never looked back. Years later, his sister died, and he had no family.
-Character Family: Dad: Killed By Raider. In life he was a doctor, who greatly wanted to share knowledge with the world. Mother: She too, was killed by a raider. She was a farmer's daughter, until she married his father. Sister: Dead, she was killed by a fuel bot. She was Xandr's closest friend after the camp was attacked. She is also his weakness, because she was his last family.
-Character Age: 23
-Character Appearance: Xandr is tall, with shaggy dark hair. He has two facial scars, one on his eye, the other on his cheekbone. He is very thin, and is weak in his left arm. He has deep blue eyes, and is pale for someone who lives in the wasteland. He wears a gray shirt, brown jacket, jeans, dark brown boots, and a hat that matches his jacket.
-Character Personality: He doesn't talk a lot, but he is very intelligent. He doesn't make friends easily, and can be mean at times. He doesn't talk of his sister at all, because she is his weakness. He will kill, or try to kill anyone who insults her. He doesn't seem to care about people, but he still helps them if they need it.
-Occupation: Doctor
-Can your character read or write?: Yes, he learned from his father, (who learned from his father, etc.) who thought knowledge was the greatest power in the world.
-Can your character mine?: A little bit, his left arm is weak though, so he tires of mining easily
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): A little, same reason as above.
-Can your character fight?: Not easily with a sword, but has great aim with a gun.
-Can your character farm?: No, his mother tried to teach him, but he just didn't catch on.
-Does your character have any special skills?: He is a doctor, and has great aim with a gun.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: His left ankle (so he limps) and left arm are weak. He also suffers from insomnia, because he has nightmares.
-Character Fears: Getting close to people (and losing them), he also hates, slightly fears raiders.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): Xandr and his sister had just taken out a camp of raiders. "Nice shooting Xandr." His sister said to him. He just smiled. Life was as good as it had ever been in a long time. He had almost forgotten about the day his family died, it seem like a bad dream now. They were now looting the raider camp. Suddenly, he heard something. A raider that was almost dead crawled up to him, and broke his ankle. He cried out in pain and his sister quickly shot the raider. "Are you ok?" She said, "No, I think it's broken!" She ran and got some bandaged from a nearby raider tent. He made a splint and stood up. "Here," She said, "Use this stick as a crutch." He gratefully took it. "Do you hear that?" He listened, "Yes, but what is it?" Then, almost out of no where, a small army of mutants came. "RUN!" He yelled. His sister asked no questions about this order. They ran and shot at the same time, but the mutants seemed to be endless. They jumped down a hill, ran through a small creek (despite the possible radiation), and finally hid in a cave. His ankle was burning by now, and he was glad they had lost the mutants. Then, he heard something else. He looked behind his sister an saw a fuelbot! "Look ou-" he started but was cut off by a loud, "BOOM!" He was knocked into a ravine, and hit his ankle hard on the ground. He waited for his sister to come to his aid, but she never did. He was alone. Now, how was he getting out of here?
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): "http://i.imgur.com/6BFfB.png" PNG: I cat figure this out The thing from the rules: I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I have indeed.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm a young man who lives in sweden. I likes games, programming and music. Most of my spare time goes to sitting at the computer playing games. Yeah, not much to say about me.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: About 10 - 15 hours, I mostly don't play minecraft every day but when I do, it goes on for a while.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: I've been playing it for about 1.5 years now.
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played on a "Ruined World" Server before, I've also played Roleplay on Garrys Mod. I've played about 40 hours RP online. I have also completed Morrowind, Oblivion, and Skyrim. I love the Elder Scrolls.
-What do I expect this server will be like?: Well judging on my previous visits to a Ruined World server i think it's going to be very fun!
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on various build, survival and RP servers before, some servers was shut down, some i just got tired of. And some where constantly griefed.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why?: No, I haven't been banned from any servers before.
-Have I read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
-How did you hear about us?: I remembered when i played on a Ruined World server before and checked out if there still was one.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: I have teamspeak but i don't use it so, no.
In-Character:
-Character Name: Derek Mccoy
-Biography: Derek Grew up in a mineshaft, both his mother and father worked there together. His greatest childhood dream was to be as good at mining like his father, He had it great there, but not very many friends of his age. When he grew up he started with the pickaxe, he was so proud to start digging himself. But he had no idea what was going on outside the mineshaft. Barely anyone knew since they was using their own electricity generator. His parents had not seen the blue skies for over 17 years, and Derek had never had a sniff of fresh air in his entire life. They decided it was time to go up to the surface.
When they was half the way up something strange started to happen, the lights started to fade until the lamps shut down. Luckily they had a flashlight with them and they comtinued to climb the stairs. The whole family was exhausted when they reached the top floor. "Just a bit ahead now Derek." -said his father and gave him a smile. They walked through the main hall when suddenly the alarms went on. --All arount them when the red lights flashed, they saw the reflection in peoples eyes, the lights went on and they saw them. The mutants. They paniced and ran towards the exit but the door was welded shut and there was no escape, Dereks father saw an open ventilation hatch and pushed Derek into it, he had only one choise, leave his family behind and save himself. --out on the other side he burst into tears, knowing his only family was dead. But he couldn't stay here, he started running into the forest.
He found a small town, further into the forest and decided to check it out. It was completeley dead, not a living being in sight. This was all new to him, he had never seen a town before, the world above was isolated from them so he had no idea about the disaster. Derek found a backpack on the floor inside a small house, inside it was only a few empty food cans and water bottles, He heard something outside but though it was just an animal of some kind, he kept searching but suddely, he got hit in the head and fell to the floor. When he woke up he was laying on the ground in a meadow. He still had the backpack but it was empty. He wandered off into the forest and tried again...
4 years later, he still had not found a city or a town, only ghost towns and dead cities, burnt to the ground and full of corpses, he gave up hope of finding a home, so he built one. He got water from a nearby pond and cans of food from an abandoned store close to him. His life was terrible, and he though it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong... --One night, when he was sleeping, a fuelbot found his "house" and blew it up. Derek was shocked by the blast and was left unconscious in the debris of his house. When he woke up, he packed his things and swore that he never ever will live by himself again. --He started walking, and he has done that all the time...until now...
-Character Family: Mother and Father, but both died when they where going out of the mineshaft. He do not remember their names.
-Character Age: 21 years old.
-Character Appearance: Bald, but keeps a helmet on at all times, he has brown hair and has a mean look. His clothes are worn and dirty, he also has dirt on his face. He wears a gray shirt and light blue jeans.
-Character Personality: He is a quiet man, he haven't talked to a person for years. He has strong muscles but isn't that smart, though he's not dumb. He stays calm most the time but when he gets mad, the nearest person should look out.
-Occupation: Miner
-Can your character read or write?: Yes, but he can barely count.
-Can your character mine?: Yes, he is quite good at it as well.
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Yes, small houses, but he can build greater things, he just need the time.
-Can your character fight?: He is a good shot but he is not good hand to hand.
-Can your character farm?: Only a few crops.
-Does your character have any special skills?: He is very good at mining and he is a good shot.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: He has bad crowd control and he suffers from Diabetes.
-Character Fears: He panics when faced against big numbers of mutants.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain: Derek and his friend Max where out, looking for food a dark night. The streets stood empty and it was very quiet.
-Yo, Derek. Do you remember the way back from here?
-I think so. A bush moves in the wind close to Max.
-Oh ****! Oh it's just a bush, let's keep moving. But a horde of roaches silently crawls out from a den under that bush and stalks the two survivors without making a single noise. Then they charge, they bite themselves on Derek's legs and he falls.
-NO! Max help me! Derek shouts. Max starts running back to Derek to help him up on his feet, but the roaches attacks Max as well and he falls.
-****! Derek i fell! Max watches as Derek screams in pain when even more and more roaches starts munching on his legs
-MAX HELP ME! Max manages to shake the roaches off him and runs back to Derek. He grabs a stick and starts hitting the roaches on his legs.
-MAX WHAT THE ****? Don't hit me! *gasps for air* Hit the ****ing roaches! Suddenly they all of the roaches stop for a second, and then they crawl back to their den.
-Come on now Derek, i scared them off! Max helps Derek up on his feet but he doesn't realise why the roaches ran off.
-Max, you didn't scare them off. Those fuelbots did. RUN! They start running but Derek falls.
*screams in pain* I can't walk with these legs, HELP ME! Max runs as fast as he can and helps Derek up again.
-*shouting* Hold on, and run as fast as you can! Derek holds on Max's shoulder and tries as hard as he can to run.
-*screams* It hurts! It hurts so much! They ran into a dark alley and watched the fuelbots run past them.
-Ok Derek, they're gone now, i'll go see if i can find some sticks...
-Thanks man, i owe you one!
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They told me i could become anything...
So i became a block...
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Canada, Quebec, Montreal.
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I'm pretty good, but I do not master it like the high level scholars of the english language
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I've been gaming for quite some times, as it truly suits my imaginative side. When I play games, I always have a scenario in my head as to why I'm doing something, my love for philosophy and thinking also adds up to my stories. If anything gaming is inspiring to me, up to some point, and as a gamer I have been waiting for quite sometimes to participate in a world shaping, role-playing and online adventure, therefore I am searching servers that uses rules which suits me, and this one is pleasing me quite well.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: I could put 40 hours if I really wanted.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: A couple of years, on and off. I've bought it when it was still in the early stages of the beta (maybe 0.3 or earlier, I don't remember).
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've been roleplaying since I started playing video games. Even in solo games, I am always imagining some situations related to the events, and I play the game according to my stories. RTS and RPG games were mostly the games I would play when I was a kid and a teenager, and I would truly be immersed in the game worlds. For instance, when I played World of Warcraft, if I were to ambush someone in a PvP situation, I was thinking about it as if it were an attack on a merchandise caravan, and that we would use the materials to improve the camp afterward. Things like that. My strenght in RPing is that I have been into fantasy things (films, video games, music, and medieval, futuristic, zombie, post-apocalypse, etc.) for many years, that I really wanted to role play for quite some times, and that I have a tons of ideas for that right now, that I've been thinking about.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be an amazing role playing experience, and I expect it to attract me enough so I can stay for quite some times and participate into the world's movement.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I used to play on some RP server that I forgot the name, but it was a pretty small server and it was before the patch 1.0.0, so I lost the track of it once that version came out.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): No.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!
-How did you hear about us?: I searched on the minecraft forums for roleplay servers, that had a fallout-type of theme. I was also looking for a good bunch of rules, and this server pleased me.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Yes, I already have teamspeak, and I have used it on many occasions during gaming. I am not afraid of coming over, I still enjoy the in-game chat only aspect, mostly because it helps roleplay in my opinion (more time to think and coordinate reactions/story development).
In-Character: -Character Name: Ararius
-Biography: Ararius is an old yet healthy man. His adventuring and hard work that he've accomplished throughout his life have left his body in a good shape, and his heart disposed to accomplish a task only a learned and bravehearted man could find, as high duties are only seen by high minds.
Ararius ventured the world and learned about the different towns and gangs that lied around the globe. For this reason, Ararius has tried to distinguish the good men from the bads, and he is now working on the elimination of the injusts. To impose his will, Ararius will set many emplacements with plannings and strategic prupose, the venturers who enters Ararius' camps will either have to know what is facing them, or they will have to be really careful to where they step, but who knows what knowledge and treasures they could find if they'd brave the dangers.
Due to his old age, Ararius knows that the times is against him, so he is trying to gather a small group of trustable and informed companions that can carry his project, but trustability is will be hard to achieve. Atleast Ararius' is still vigorous, granting him the possibility to achieve this immense amount of work.
As sane as Ararius may seem, he is part of a cult, and truly acts according to these beliefs, his visions will therefore appear bad to some, as they might not understand the relation between him and the deities he serves. Ararius' places of cult are truly treasures of informations about his cult, and the adventurers finding these out will most likely be engaged into fighting or participating into a worldwide project that will slowly take position.
-Character Family: The Castel family is a modest family that lived in a small town, Ararius parents were some hard working farmers that have taught their son the ways of survivals, from the wooden hoe to iron swords.
-Character Age: 57 years old
-Character Appearance: A balding white man, with brown and white hairs and beard, he has also hairy arms. He wears simple pants with holes as clothing and a light shirt in a not so good condition, his clothes are made of cotons and they consist of a yellow-green-brown shirt, and some brown pants. His face is the one of an hardened old man, with a serious character.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): Ararius is a truth seeker, this might also very well be his fatal flaw as he will fight the power hungry and cruel men. His disgust for such men leads him to penetrate the dark side too, meaning he is fighting fire with fire. This reaction of his, contributes to his viciousness and to his shadowy character. Indeed, he is a man that uses symbology into his communication a lot, and he even leaves symbols after committing an atrocious act, so there can be a few learned witnesses that recognizes his signature. Ararius is led by vengeance and his philosophy is to wage a hard and restless war against those he defines as his enemies, even if he has to make sacrifices and comit crimes for the cult he serves.
-Occupation: Obeying and living his life according to the will of the deities, which leads Ararius to create many secret associations, to do some plannings, create ambushes, plans of destructions, etc.
-Can your character read or write?: Yes
-Can your character mine?: yes
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): yes
-Can your character fight?: yes
-Can your character farm?: yes
-Does your character have any special skills?: no
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: no
-Character Fears: He fears being punished by the deities for disobeying them, granting him a zealous character.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): "Ararius" : Ugh- I'm afraid this will end here comrades, pick up your swords and your courage, go out without me, I am nothing but a simple man, and now you are the witness of what our enemies will do to you if you show any flaw. Do not oblige yourself to stay because of my trembling voice, the blood dripping off my head is giving me adrenaline, and as painful as it is, I know that my possible death is only making you stronger, keep fighting for our belief, now go, chase our enemy, stop letting me slow you. *as the group left Ararius, his eyes were searching in the dark night sky for a sign of his deities, a sign that he would live or die.*
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself):
-Other Information:I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!
out of charcter
[b]-How old are you?(Don't lie):[/b]
15
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:[/b]
england
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?:[/b]
yes i have but i have a little trouble with my spelling
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b]
i am a fun person who would enjoy the idea of roleplaying i am also very creative and would play along to the roleplay
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?:[/b]
30-2.30 hours a day
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft[/b]
[b]since 1.3[/b]
[b]-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:[/b]
i know a lot about roleplay i have roleplayed on a few servers but i also do drama gcse so i know how to roleplay very well
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b]
an enjoyable fun server but a hardcore server which i can get immersed into
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:[/b]
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): yes once on hcraid faction server i jokingly said i was using xray (i was not) and i was banned. but other this no never[/b]
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:[/b]
yes
[b]-How did you hear about us?:[/b]
[b]though the minecraft forums[/b]
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: [/b][b]no sorry because i do not have a mic[/b]
in character
-Character Name: jack lones
-Biography: sadly I cannot remember much of my past 3 years before, well I turned but I can tell you is im what some people may call a ghoul. I'm still alive but I have forgotten most of my life. everyone i know and loved has died. i still have scars across my body from event that is cant even remember.
all i know now is I'm alone.
after the last one of my family I tried to fit in again. but no, everyone turned to agsiant me even my friends they where scared of me i don't look human and anymore.
I was chased away the town. the stole everything I had. so i left! never to come back i stop in towns every so often but never for long.
i usually stay alone but maybe, just maybe one day i could join someone else
-Character Family: everyone who I called my family are dead.
-Character Age: 24
-Character Appearance: scars and cut across my body. i am always pale as has been said many pepole say i am a ghoul so that is a good image of me.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?):[/b] i have a short temper.and now since my life has been mostly ruined i will kill without even thinking about it. in a way im dead inside
-Occupation: a hunter i stalk my pray and rob them too
-Can your character read or write?: yes he can do both he was the only child growing up who could because he father was a writer he
write dummies guild to the wasteland
-Can your character mine?: he cannot mine sadly hes hands are badly starched up so it too painful to use a pickaxe
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): he can build small shacks but nothing larger then 7x7 mainly just for storing things and survival
-Can your character fight?: yes he can fight
-Can your character farm?: he can farms even to a large scale he can build larger farms the build
-Does your character have any special skills?: extreme accuracy
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: temper problems and a heart problem that means i can only sprint jump for around 10 seconds ever 30 seconds
-Character Fears: large crowds i am scared of many people around me so when staying in towns i can only walk when no ones around or in backallys
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):
the very moment when he watched his mother died in his arms this was the day my sole was crashed. i watched her eyes closed in front of me it had happend because of me. my temper came into to play i pushed her straight though a widow i dint mean to but it happend she bleed to death because a piece of glass went though her arm and as im not medic she horrible bleed to death in front of me this was the worst thing that ever happened to me.
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself):
http://i.imgur.com/i3LQI.png?1
im am sorry but i could not find the orgianl picture for this i really hope i am able to join the server and thank you in advance
[b]-Other Information: [/b][b]I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned![/b]
Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: TheDeadlyArrow -How old are you?: 15
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:US Central
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes I do.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am generally a nice and chill person. I play minecraft a lot, and I love to role play and am very excited about this server.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: maybe an hour a day on weekdays more on weekends.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Since beta 1.8
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've done a bit of roleplaying, i am hopin to get more experience from this server, I mostly do medieval/fantasy roleplaying.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I think this server will be fun and will be a great way to spend time.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on quite a few. I played NarutoCraft, I lef tit because people were always ruining the RP and I just lost enjoyment.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): I honestly haven't been banned before.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I understand and agree to the rules.
-How did you hear about us?: I was just surfing the forums for a new roleplay server to go on.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?: I'm not sure what Mumble is.
In-Character: -Character Name: Jason Mystogan
-Biography: Jason Mystogan, had a mainly lonely and Independent Childhood. He was born into a very powerful and influential family. His parents were murdered when he was 7, and he has sworn to become strong and avenge his parents. He has mastered many fighting arts, and is also a weapons specialist. He goes by just Mystogan.
Jason: "As long as the ones who killed my family have their lives, I will not be satisfied." Old Man: "Ofcourse we all want to avenge our loved ones, but somethings just aren't meant to be." Jason: "15 years of brutal training has made me aware and not one to mess around with." Old Man: "That may be so, but killing someone will always come back to haunt you." Jason: "I'm Willing to face the punishment..."
When Jason was 15 he met with the one who has killed his parents, and had tried to get revenge. ???: "have you become strong enough to finally get revenge?" Jason: "I'm going to kill you." ???: " I've always been stronger than you little brother, but lets see how much you've grown." Jason: "Akane you I'm gonna make you pay for all that you have done!" Akane: "Show me how much your strength has grown, hehehe."
7 years later Jason has become even stronger and has traveled to many distant lands, learning new techniques and has been waiting for another chance at his brother. He has become feared by many but keeps mostly to himself, making everyone curious about him.
-Character Family: Akane Mystogan, Jason's elder brother, He murdered his own parent just to test his strength and let only Jason live, as he challenged jason to become stronger and Avenge the death of their parents.
-Character Age: 22
-Character Appearance: Jason Wears a Dark cloak along with a hood and mask that only shows his eyes and parts of his blue hair. He is Athletic looking and has a sort of assassin look to him.
-Character Personality:
He is a strong and quiet person, not much is known about him by others as he keeps mainly to himself. He doesn't associate with others much and only cares about revenge.
-Occupation:During his training he would work as a bounty hunter as well as a hired assassin.
-Can your character read or write?: He can read and write very well, as he was in a very powerful family.
-Can your character mine?: He can, 15 years of training has prepared him for nearly anything.
-Can your character build? He can build basic survival builds such as tents as he has had much survival training, he has always been interested in architecture though.
-Can your character fight?: Yes he can, he has become a master in many sacred arts and is a weapons specialist.
-Can your character farm?: He does not have much knowledge of farming. -Does your character have any special skills?: His fighting ability is beyond comparable from vigorous drilling and training.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: He has kept his body in perfect physical condition, his mind tends to wander at times though.
-Character Fears: His brother -DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain. He could feel his leg going numb. There was a deep cut, nothing life threatening or that would cripple him but enough so he couldn't walk for a while. He knew he had lost since the beginning. He winced at the thought that 8 years of training just wasn't enough for him to defeat his brother. His head was aching as he could hear his brother's footsteps getting closer. "Damn" He cursed himself for not being stronger. He was in great pain from the injury and his spirit has been crushed. He closed his weary eyes and fell unconcious from the pain. His final thoughts were 'This is the end'.
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time Zone[/b]
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I am known as the resident grammar Nazi for several servers. So, yes.[/b]
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Blunt, yet able to be eloquent when necessary, recognition of authority, respect, and loyalty. And I am often thought of to be older than I really am, due to the level of maturity I always have kept. [/b]
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: Depending on if I am truly dedicated, maybe more than 20 hours.[/b]
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Over a year and a half, I do not remember exactly.[/b]
[b]-What do you know about role-playing? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I have been role-playing since I started playing Minecraft. Which would make that about a year, and it approaches hard core, with an Out-of-Character mode of speaking being almost negligible. It is mainly fantasy. (What else is there? :3)[/b]
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?: I have higher expectations than might be considered for most servers. Role-playing servers generally have a higher amount of respect with myself, as I often note the people who play on them are a more refined person. Mostly.[/b]
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on 3 other role-playing servers, and I left them because they all closed down, except for the last one. The last one I am still with as Head Builder, Senior Admin, Ambassador, etc. [/b]
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): I have been banned once, and that was because the owner was annoyed, and thought I asked too many questions.[/b]
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I have.[/b]
[b]-How did you hear about us?: I looked this up about 4 months ago, I finally decided to apply.[/b]
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Probably not...but it is an opinion time may change.[/b]
[b]-Biography: [/b]Raised in the town of Alvatron, the Erathians were so advanced in magic that they could use it in everyday life, use it to create the effect of science, and vice-versa. Then, giants from an unknown land attacked, and they were resistant to every kind of magic. With the people fleeing underground, Bane was put to work at a young age of 6, mining. Eventually, the toll on life was so high, that the elder sages were called together to create a spell that would instantly tell the status of a person. They wove their magic into every living being around, and started to form it. Giants then attacked as they were making it, and interrupted the process. This caused a failure in the language to go from "Give us condition of" to "Give us control of" basically. When they could not undo the magic, they placed limitations on it, making it harder for anyone to get control of another. Bane then fled from the colony, to another land called Lunaria, and saved a young prince from a bear. He was adopted into the society, and became the protector of the prince, vigilantly guarding him for the next 10 years. Then, disaster struck again and Lunaria was invaded by the Obsidian forces. James (the prince) and Bane left, and settled on a distant land called Cecelia, where in a weaving plot of deceit and action, Bane gained his ax and his power, and dispelled a great evil. But then Cecelia too, fell to the clutches of an even greater power: The gods themselves. Bane then fled to Gwomath,where he did many things, including fighting gods, empires, genocide of entire races, and so on...And then he met Vasha, a demon who had clawed her way from hell. They eventually married, and started settling down. But before this could happen, Vasha was murdered. In a rage, Bane stormed the gates of Hell itself, and found Vasha. He hurriedly opened a gate to the overworld, but he made an error in the destination. Now, they come here. (Whew! Over a year of RPing in a single paragraph >.>)
Physical characteristics would be (discounting appearance) an uncanny ability to live an incredibly long time. This was due to the fact that his race was a highly advanced civilization called the Erathians. He is the last one left alive, and will live for probably 400 years,assuming he is not killed in combat. Strength wise, he is equal to that of your average man, but wields an ax that was enchanted by a god to cut through anything. He uses his will to retain control over the ax, being able to throw it and will it to return to his hand by pure will. Over the years, he became so talented with magic that the king of gods, Grantis, charged him as a Gatekeeper, to guard his realm. (I will suspend this because it gives me too much of an advantage first joining in, plus, this really isn't a medieval setting)
[b]-Character Family: Character's family was all killed by giants when his city was invaded, he then had 40 years of adventure before he finally met his wife, Vasha, a demon who literally clawed her way out of hell. She is the only thing Bane still has, and will do anything to keep her alive. [/b]
[b]-Character Age: 46[/b]
[b]-Character Appearance: Short story, he looks like Aragorn, but taller and more muscular.[/b]
[b]-Character Personality:[/b] (Any fatal flaws?):[/b][b]Keeping a consistent alignment of Chaotic Neutral, Bane is not much of a tactical fighter, preferring to charge into the fight without thinking things through. He is headstrong and often ignorant of things generally apparent to others. He has also gained a sense of superiority over all other beings due to the fact that he has battled gods for decades. He will not hesitate to make this apparent. He also employs an unusual sense of logic making him unpredictable, and very dangerous.[/b] It is compounded by the fact that he will disregard his own life worth if it means saving a friend. This is a dangerous combination. If there is anything you can count on him for, it will probably be that something will blow up. But through it all, he will be loyal, especially to his friends.
As for fatal flaws, there are too many to list. I'll keep it to the really big ones. He will do anything to ensure the safety of his wife, and at one point he failed, and his wife was killed and sent back to hell. He immediately went on a murderous rage, destroying a town, a couple hundred people, and defeated a god. He will often not think things through, leaving him vulnerable if his enemy should have a plan to subdue him that goes beyond brute force. Bane also has a superiority complex, leading him to believe almost nothing could be a threat. And of the biggest of them all, Bane's first name will render it's user in his complete control. I’d go in to detail...but this would be a very long app. Basically, he has to willingly give it to someone, and if someone wants to use it, it has to be in the form of a command.
[b]-Occupation: *sigh* King, miner, warrior, Gatekeeper. That should do it.[/b]
[b]-Can your character read or write?: Yes.[/b]
[b]-Can your character mine?: He was forced to mine for four years of his childhood, and took an occupation of it for another 5 years as an adult.[/b]
[b]-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Does this count:[/b]
[b]-Can your character fight?: He's only fought several dozen gods...NAH, he can't fight... (Yes,sarcasm...just in case. >.>)[/b]
[b]-Can your character farm?: Not if his life depended on it.[/b]
[b]-Does your character have any special skills?: *looks up at the above text* ...Can I get back to you on that? :3 Ok: Long life, special ax. [/b]
[b]-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: None and none. Unless you count superiority complex.[/b]
[b]-Character Fears: Fear of losing his wife, his sanity, and everything he holds dear. He does not fear losing his own life though.[/b]
[b]-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):
Bane: *trembles in the sand, shaking violently, sweat pouring down his skin,glistening in the moonlight* Ga-aahhh! *strains, and sinks lower into the sand, wailing out in pain* You...can't...win!
Purge: *chuckles* Ah...but I already have...*malevolent laugh* Your soul is now MINE! *clutches hand, and the soul in Bane rips itself from the body*[/b]
[b]-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): [/b]
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes i have been english my whole life and a friend of myn is a grammar nazi.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in canada *We have no igloo's* I perfer the summer over winter here because id much rather dirtbike then snowboard etc... I have been an admin on a couple servers mod on a couple others, i love rping with my friends and am a pritty good roleplayer
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: Completly Random sorry, could be tons of homework non at all, could be a vacation i just cant promise anything.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Ever since Alpha
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I specifically love after the end of the world roleplay and am very very good at it, iv played in many servers that are fallout based or just a nuclear war hit kind of thing. Iv been rping for about 4 years now i think and can say myself im quite good at it.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: Ruins everywhere death chaos destruction killing raiders bandits hell breaking loose, shelters abandoned cities scavenging people everywhere. And pumpkin pie
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on way to many servers to name that, most iv left due to just pure boredom or the server going down.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): Yep, was joking around and some staff dident relize it was sarcasim so they temp banned me for 24 hours
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:I yes
-How did you hear about us?: A friend.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: iv got teamspeak just that my mic is broken
In-Character: -Character Name: Vasha
-Biography:(Me and this guy named ecidar came from another rp server called Gwomath, if youv been there thisll make sence lol) Vasha was born as a demon, raised as a demon, taught as a demon, fought as a demon, killed as a demon, was a true demon. It all began when she learned she was not the favorite of her father, After years and years of planning the escape from deep hell being done with her parents, so she can roam free away from her family she finally escaped. She left the deep hell lands, And appeared from the depths of an ocean slowly drifting towards shore a place called Gwomath. in this land it was ruled by gods, hero's kings knights, and ascended. All of these beings if not "creatures" thought she was insane. As Vasha came into shore from her old realm she was at a place called Arcadia, in Arcadia at the times were people named Angels of redemption. She approched these angels and wished to kill all the gods... Everybody called her crazy. She shortly then joined a group called GodKillers, Run by the all mighty godkiller him self. Beryl, Shortly before she joined Beryl had died though due to some flying birds (Long story) So then bane took his place in the mighty throne, Vasha had become bane's apprentice and throughout the year she had done many things, robbed trains talked to gods became a soul reaper. So 12 months later she had become much more powerful then ever before. *13 months later* Vasha had become friends with a god named Grantis, he was the soul keeper of this realm and vasha had become his loyal servant at arms. a mere 4 months later Grantis had be-rid of Vasha's soul reaper powers and replaced them with the strength of a Shade (Evil Demi-God) So then she used her
strength sadly for evil as she was created as an evil demigod... So after another small 4 months she had been completly rid of Grantis and left him because she no longer trusted Grantis the god of souls anymore. She became a strong woman fighting glorious wars and killing many other kingdoms. She still worked with the GodKillers though and the man Bane her old master had soon because her husband. Shortly after that a massive war happened the GodKillers were eliminated and they lived in a castle of there own ever since then, but something happened. how did Vasha become in such a wasteland? (longgg story ill make the rest as short as possible lol) She went to make an alliance with a man who had made a group called The Guardians, they fought only for peace and humanity. The man there stabbed her in the back and had killed her. From her old blood being demon she cannot simply die like that but she was sent to Deep Hell, where her family had lived and all the hatred evil souls go, After years and years of her husband Bane planning a rescue he finally took action, Bane has been something called a GateKeeper the entire time Vasha had known him, it just simply dident show for he never really needed such powers. But Bane had opened a portal into the Deep Hell and fought many many demons and evil spirits on the way to save Vasha, finally he had grabbed hold of Vasha and opened another portal out, But Deep Hell being an entire new realm he could not control where this portal went and he did not hesitate due to the many surrounding demons and spirits and creatures so he did not have much time to properly think. So he went to this new place, There powers had been stripped for entering a future era of beyond the gods and spells era where the people there did not know or see spells and gods everyday, the portal bane had created closed immensly quickly with not even air escaping and Bane and Vasha were trapped in this new realm, This wierd new realm they knew nothing about. Non of there spells and there powers would work. All they had then was there intelligence,wisdom, and physical advantages. What awaits for Vasha and Bane? well... not even the gods know. (Me and ecid are from another rp server and we wanted to join a server like this if you need further in depth or want to hear more of adsactly what happened just ask.)
-Character Family:Herself,Bane,Thane(Demon Brother),Vashara(Demon Sister but she died), And the parents are unknown
-Character Age:Human Years: 21
-Character Appearance: Vasha has very nice skin, soft and smooth, She wears jewlery all the time, She is 5 foot 9 Her eyes are dark blue and she has long brown hair.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): She was born a demon and raised a demon. She has a somewhat bad temper at times and does not like being judged by her sex. She usually kills when judged by her sex.
-Occupation: *Unknown*
-Can your character read or write?: Very Well
-Can your character mine?: Yes but perfers not to.
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Yes
-Can your character fight?: Immensly Well. Favorite Thing.
-Can your character farm?: Yes but perfers not to
-Does your character have any special skills?: Well she was born and raised a demon so she is quite strong and has been in many wars and lived to tell the tail, Her Strength is above average for a woman, well above average her intelligence is also above average for a normal human due to good schooling from before all of this happened also.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: A bit insane yes.
-Character Fears: Number 1 Fear: The Cold:Being born and raised a demon she would much rather climb 5 mountains then go into a cold area, being in the cold is her VERY LAST option.)
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): *Gets Stabbed in the back* Vasha: *Falls down on the ground yelling swears* Vasha: YOU TRAITOR *Pause* GAH!!! ILL RIP YOUR HEART OUT! *Caughs then barfs up some blood* *Says in a low weak voice less then a whisper* you will pay for this Vasha: *Her muscels relax and she is on the ground peacefully*
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): http://www.minecraft...ark-hooded-man/ I hope thatll suffice
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: mountain/united states
-Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:yes
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:I have always had a interest in the apocalypse mainly the one involving the dead rising. I am capable of being mature when needed .
-How much time could you be on the server weekly?:4-5 hours
-How long have you played minecraft?: 2 years
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: that it is acting out a role or something like that. About one year. Apocalyptic and medieval
-What do you expect this server will be like?: it will be like life after the bombs drop and a struggle for survival each day. I think it will be fun and something new
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: last of the living and chronicles of genesia . I haven’t left them but they aren’t that active
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ):no
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: yes and yes
-What is a slime called on this server?: [Unknown]
-How did you hear about us?: the forum
-What is you forum account name?sgtjoel
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?:yes
In-Character:
-Character Name: Jole Collins
-Biography: Jole was born after the second Bi-Uranium bomb went off. His mom died giving birth to brother a year after Jole was born so he never knew his mother that well and him and his brother were raised by his father on a small farm in the wastes. As the years pasted when Jole was sixteen raiders had raided the farm taking everything and killing his father leaving Jole to protect his brother from the wastes. The months following the death of his father Jole took his brother to what was left of a city and lived in a ruined office building. Life was harder in the city with the constant mutant threat and the dangers of living in the city he began to look for somewhere safer to live then the city and somewhere with a better chance to find food. He had found what used to be a library before the bombs were dropped it was safer there then in the city so he took his brother there and began life there like he had in the city. The library was where Jole taught himself to read and write there and taught his brother how to read and write so he would be able to leave Jole a message or a warning if something had happened. Four years later when Jole was twenty and his brother was nineteen they had left on a scavenging trip in hopes of finding much needed clean water they had found what looked like a gas station Jole warned his brother to go into the station slowly but his brother didn’t listen and ran into the store only to find a shotgun rigged to go off when the trip wire was pulled Jole was devastated by that and had ran back to the library packed up whatever he could carry and set off towards the west in hopes of finding somewhere safe to stay. He found a city that was led by a man named Redstone when he first came to the city the people warned him to make himself seem useful to him or he would be cast out of the town. So Jole upon meeting the man and tried to find a way to make so Redstone would let him stay and the way he had found was to go down to the water pump station and clear out what was clogging a pipe that filtered the water to them. When he got down into the pipe he was met with claustrophobia and a paranoid conscious at every sound in the pipe. When he got to the source of the clog he had found it was Securo-drones that had begun to rust when he grabbed the first one it turned on and began to chase after Jole before meeting the death of having “head” bashed to scrap metal with a pipe. When he returned to Redstone he was pleased at what Jole did and laughed when he told the story of the Securo-drones and allowed him to stay. He found a nice little place to begin farming in hopes of helping his new home and making some money.
-Character Family: His father was a honest man and protective of his family. His brother was naïve and too eager for his own good.
-Character Age:23
-Character Appearance:Jole is about 5’8 with dark red hair he has a scar on his arm from raider when his father died he was grey eyes. His clothes are in somewhat good shape.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): Jole won’t trust people he meets at first and is cautious at first not letting his guard down. He will stand up for his friends and fight with them when the time is needed
-Occupation: Jole’s current occupation is a farmer. He never had a job before that besides care taker of his brother
-Can your character read or write?: yes he learned how in a old library
-Can your character mine?:yes but he is not the best at it because he never learned how to so he doesn’t do well mining in large caverns
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count.): yes. He learned how to build basic things like a sturdy fence and irrigation for the crops and basic repairs for homes.
-Can your character fight?:not really. He knows how to hit securo-drones that is about it
-Can your character farm?:yes. He was raised on a farm so he has the knowledge needed for it
-Does your character have any special skills?: Yes he is great when it comes to cooking and building things needed for farming
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: yes. When he is small spaces or something like that he becomes very paranoid and begins talking to himself saying things that do not make sense.
-Character Fears: He is afraid of small spaces. He is afraid of secure-drones.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain: (No *I dodge the raiders arrows*. Write it out.)The sound of a building deteriorating could be heard as they walked into the old library. “I have a bad feeling about this place Jole.” his brother said to him as he looked at the old building. “it will be fine it just needs a bit of touching up and it will just like home.” Jole said to his brother reassuring him looking at the building somewhat concerned himself. As they walked up the stairs to the second floor the stairs creaked with each step taken. “Jole how far up are we going?” his brother asked. “Just to the second floor so we have a better chance of defense against things like a said don’t worry we will be fine.” he said calmly. As the day pasted they were fixing the library up along with securing the place so it would be safe to live in. “Jole I am starting to like this place.” his brother said. “It certainly feels like a second home to me but we need to go get some water from town soon.” Jole said. When the sun rose for the next week or so Jole began learning how to read and write “Hey Jole will you teach me how to read and write?” his brother asked. “Of course I will I can’t have you running through the wastes not knowing how to read or write. But tomorrow we are going to get water.” Jole said before the sun had set that night. When they had gotten up the next day Jole had gotten a bad feeling in his gut “I want you to listen to me today ok?” he asked his brother. “of course I will.” His brother said. When they left the library they began walking through the streets of old cars and the bodies of the dead when they reached the gas station Jole said. “Be careful I don’t want you getting hurt ok.” His brother shrugged and hurried off into the gas station “I will be fine you don’t have to be so protective Jo-“ he said as he tripped the trip wire causing the shotgun to fire straight into his brothers head killing him instantly “no…no...no..NO!” he shouted. “Randy…?” he said as he looked at the body of his brother he looked at the head and saw the part of it missing from the blast turning away in disgust “I am sorry Randy I wish I could have stopped this from happening but there was only so much I could do….” He said while he tried to fight back tears but failing over his brother’s death. He picked up the body carefully carrying it back to the library. He thought “I am sorry Randy about what happen I wish I could have helped you but at least you have found piece in this world”. He went into the library getting his brother’s sleeping bag putting him in it he began to dig the grave humming a Irish funeral song. When he finished he put the body in carefully put the dirt back in the grave and made a tombstone then went back inside packing up everything he left the library.
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-Other Information: I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!
I can't help commenting on apps lol
Once a whitelister always a whitelister
[b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]-Minecraft Account Name:[/b]
moltal
[b]-How old are you?:[/b]
20
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:[/b]
Central USA
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?:[/b]
I believe I do.
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b]
There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one's self. But I will give it a try. I like good, rich and deep roleplaying. I stand by the rules. I ponder about electrons at times, being in more than one place at once its quite amazing. I like ACDC and I love Apple computers.
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?:[/b]
A lot , really a lot if the server is as good as I believe it is. Ballpark figure 25-30 hours a week.
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?:[/b]
Since alpha. But recently more often than before. I had to stop for a while. (work, life)
[b]-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:[/b]
Vampire the masquerade, was my first role playing experience. I love that game. I still play it when I can. Not as often as I would like to unfortunately . I played everything from sega genesis RPG's to PS3 Dark Souls. I play TCG (Magic, used to play Pokemon when i was 14) anything that has strategy and some sort of roleplaying involve gets me exited.
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b]
Wake up with a headache, I don't know where I am... the light its so bright... I recognize that smell, they are here! I run as far as I can, my legs are to heavy my lungs will collapse I need to stop! I think I'm far away enough, I hope. I put my hands inside my pockets searching for whats not there, solutions. Now what? Gather, hide, run, rinse and repeat... Not again not this time! This time I shall persevere, this time things will go my way!
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:[/b]
About 3 months ago I was in a server call, The last days, or something like that I did so much for that server. Small community very simple server but My city, Barvaria, had a hospital, underground CDC, labs, tall walls that went all around, a light house, 3 districts, 2 libraries, a city hall, a welcome hall, I map out the city with real blueprints and I was building all of it . We were rebuilding society. Until the friends of the server owner decided they wanted to exile me and take my work for themselves. That was that.
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ):[/b]
Yes, from that one server that took everything from me.
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:[/b]
Indeed I have.
[b]-How did you hear about us?:[/b]
Google search.
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?:[/b]
Yes, I think thats a great idea.
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]-Character Name:[/b]
Bjorn
[b]-Biography:[/b]
Bjorn said under his breath as he got closer to the fire. Others in the circle started paying attention to him.
Bjorn: -You want a story kid? I tell you a story. - I was once just like you, young that is. - My parents, or those who raise me, it makes no difference really, were good and kind folks, like this people you see here. - My mother cooked most of the food for my father was the farmer and although he was a great cook himself he was often just to tired. - I don't like to cook, I hate cooking, I rather eat a living rat before getting near stove. - It brings up memories kid, memories that are better forgotten. - But you if you will have any chance outside of this ... "camp" then you better hear this from me here and now. - I won't be here for long and you shouldn't either.
The eyes of the people around the fire grew as wide as the flames coming from the pit in front of them. One of them try to stand up to Bjorn and make him quiet.
Bjorn: -Sit back in you place.
Bjorn said in a deep commanding voice, and the subject did.
Bjorn: - Change, kid, its the only constant you will ever encounter. - It's the ultimate truth, and the way I see it there is no real reason to go against it. - If you do, you will loose, 100% of the times. - So better get used to it and quick. - You all have build a pretty little thing in here, a nice little fortress. - You feel safe... and thats the last thing you should feel in this neck of the woods. - When I first saw you a few days ago, from very far away, I thought to myself .. "easy food, finally". - This fire you have here its like a big red lighthouse that will attract every scavenger in a 13 kilometers radio. - And most scanvagers are not like me, you see kid , I still have some humanity left in me. - I was going to raid this camp and take the goods for myself , tide you all up with so you wouldn't bother me much and cut you loose before I left you all with nothing but you pathetic lives. - But I saw in all of you some of the same hope I remember seeing in my fathers eyes when I was just like you. - So I said to myself.. "what the heck, why not help this folks, just this once". - And thats what I'm doing, I don't know how you all got this far being this stupid. - If you want to make it till tomorrow listen to the story I'm telling , pack your things and go. - Because tomorrow I won't be here, but they will.
Everyone in the circle was stun by the words coming out of the mouth of this stranger. He arrived a day ago, and said he was lost and in need of some water and maybe a place to rest . They gave him shelter and some food, and now this? He is all of the sudden a raider who wanted to take advantage of them?.
Bjorn went on.
Bjorn: - So where was I , o yes my parents... - They took care of me but taught me nothing. -When my mom was cooking I was scavenging. -When my father was farming, I was scavenging. -When they were sleeping I was selling my goods and trading them for better goods. -I would tell my folks that the things I got I got working for some people in the next town. - They believed me because it was better than facing the truth. -The world was a simpler place back then , just as messy but better. - Or perhaps was our particular location at that particular time. -Like all of you here we believed we were safe. -We were many, so we thought. -Strength is in the numbers ! the Mayor used to said. -20 families that was all, twice as much as you people. - My other hobby was killing things with my sling shot, I like guns a lot better but I didn't have one back them. - I used to go out at night and hide and observe, and hunt what ever I could get my hands on. - I know what you are all thinking, at night?!. -I am not particularly large, so that helps. - I knew my neck of the woods better than most of the raiders and other creatures so I always had an advantage, our little village was away from the road and unwanted eyes. - But that wasn't enough, and i knew it, I knew it and no one cared.
Bjorn took a long pause.
Bjorn: - Times are changing they said , you are to young to be this worry, they told me. - One night I was out as any other night and when I decide to turn back I realize I was surrounded by raiders. - They must of known of our "secret" location because I could hear them talking about a "fortress in the forest". - I tried to out maneuver them and get home before they did to warn my parents and the other villagers. - I was to late, I was to noise, I was to scared. - I could only watch as the raiders did the unthinkable, then I could only run and try to forget. - My past was buried that day but the burden of what I witness marks my every step. -And so I roam this land as I do many others in search of peace, but I have only found war. - Every day its a struggle and once you struggle enough you get good at it , and its not so bad anymore. - It gives you a sense of comfort , but that won't last either because only change lasts. - So heed my words and be gone by the break of day, or this shall be your happy ending. - And kid , take this .
Bjorn toss over to the kid a very old sling-shot.
Bjorn: -Old but sturdy, it may come in handy.
And as quietly as he arrived the day before he was now gone...
Stranger voice: -Bjorn, the wanderer that saved us all
[b]-Character Family:[/b]
Mother and Father are dead. No other near relatives known.
[b]-Character Age:[/b]
Late thirties. He appears older tho.
[b]-Character Appearance:[/b]
One eye, one patch and one hole behind it. Rough looking, 5 o'clock beard, solid build, short, muscular but not big. He has been outside for a long time and he sure as heck looks like he has. Nothing fancy in this one except his one good eye that says so much and yet its so quiet.
[b]-Character Personality:[/b] (Any fatal flaws?):[/b]
He ponders a lot. Has a sense of detachment with the world but who hast now a days, everything we came to love and admire its gone. Holds high moral standard every time he can, but he won't starve just to be politically correct. He has been around the block and his attitude sure shows it. Not short temper by any standard but its better not to mess with him. Doesn't really trust anyone and its a bit paranoid, but who cares it has kept him alive. A lot of repress emotions, a lot of not given love, all and all he holds himself up fairly well.
[b]-Occupation:[/b]
Scavenger, gun for hire.
[b]-Can your character read or write?:[/b]
Yes, that he can. He was taught by his parents unorthodox methods and although he won't say it, he is glad they put him trough that.
[b]-Can your character mine?:[/b]
To survive, yes.
[b]-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count):[/b]
He is getting better at it. It's something that always interested him.
[b]-Can your character fight?:[/b]
That he can but he never starts the any conflict.
[b]-Can your character farm?:[/b]
Not really. He could potentially learn but I don't think he ever will.
[b]-Does your character have any special skills?:[/b]
There is nothing special now a days about surviving. So I guess not.
[b]-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?:[/b]
One eye counts as physical and mentally well... he keeps himself well together.
[b]-Character Fears:[/b]
Raiders, the dark, loneliness, we could say that fear its what keeps him alive.
[b]-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):[/b]
Running away from some raiders Bjorn jump over a ledge and into the unknown. It would of been better if the raiders caught up to him. 20 feet later he is now squash agains the bottom of a very thick forest. Sure the raiders will never go after him now but he won't be going after anything either.
-AGRRRHRHHRHR I can't move my leg! the raiders are behind me and I can't move my leg !
Bjorn rips open his pant using his combat knife.
-AAGRRRR GOD !
The blood is gushing from a deep cut he got when he jump and a something that looks like bone its sticking out of it.
- SON OF A GUN!!!!! ok ok breath ... breath It could be just fat , drag yourself out of this one Bjorn COME ON COME ON!!!!! AAGGGHHHHHH
Grabing a nearby tree he gets up and leans himself against it. He takes of his belt and places the pice of cloth he got from ripping his pant apart on top of the cut and secures the belt around the cloth applying as much pressure as possible.
-AAAAAGRRHGHGHHGHGHRHGHHRG
He passes out, its unconscious and his life its at risk , some one is approaching , its them!
-ITS THEM RUN RUN RUN ITS THEM ! (heavy breathing)
Bjorn wakes up cover in sweat, another nightmare... just another nightmare...
[b]-Other Information: [/b][b]I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned![/b][b] [/b]
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[b]
I was just wondering if :
A) Was my application accepted?
Cheers !
The server is still under construction, so i really don't have a time when it's finished.
-Minecraft Account Name: drackenfira
-How old are you?(Don't lie): 14
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Mountain, USA
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes, I do.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am 14, but I can be mature when I want/need to be. I love role-playing and minecraft, so put the two together, and you have yourself a great time.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: 10 hours probably
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: About a year now
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know its where you have to be a character, and face all of their trials in the way that they would. I have been roleplaying for about 3 years. Some games, and some minecraft servers (most were crap though).
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be... harsh. The wasteland sounds like a harsh place, and I think I'll love it.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Kingdoms of Aeonis; no one plays it anymore. The rest were so bad that I cant even remember their names anymore
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): not that I know of
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, they are some pretty good rules
-How did you hear about us?: I was just looking for servers
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Yes
In-Character:
-Character Name: Alexandr Firestrike (Xandr)
-Biography: Alexandr was born in a camp of survivors. His Father was the Camp's Doctor, his mother was a farmer's daughter, and his sister was married to a soldier. Ever since he could remember his father taught him about things. About reading and writing, about being a doctor, and about life.
He didn't want to be a doctor that much, but he tolerated it, because his family was probably the most educated in the Camp. His father always told him you had to be smart to be a doctor. He often went shooting with the soldiers because it made him feel like he didn't have to be a doctor.
Then one day, it happened. He was 16 then, when the raiders attacked. He woke up to the sound of gunfire, and he thought the soldiers had left without him. Then he heard the screaming. He grabbed the only thing he could find, which was a scalpel, and ran outside. As soon as he ran outside, he got shot in the shoulder. He yelled in pain, and saw that a raider shot him. Then he blacked out.
When he was awoken (by he sister) he was in a pool of blood, "Thank God your still alive!" She said, "You too." He replied.
"Is anyone else alive?" He asked her, but she didn't say anything back. He went inside, and dug the bullet imbedded into his left shoulder out. It would be a long time until that healed. He heard his sister scream, and ran outside.
There was a mutant attacking her. He grabbed a rifle from a dead soldier and fired 6 rounds at the creature. The mutant died. He helped his sister up and they left the abandoned camp, and never looked back. Years later, his sister died, and he had no family.
-Character Family: Dad: Killed By Raider. In life he was a doctor, who greatly wanted to share knowledge with the world.
Mother: She too, was killed by a raider. She was a farmer's daughter, until she married his father.
Sister: Dead, she was killed by a fuel bot. She was Xandr's closest friend after the camp was attacked. She is also his weakness, because she was his last family.
-Character Age: 23
-Character Appearance: Xandr is tall, with shaggy dark hair. He has two facial scars, one on his eye, the other on his cheekbone. He is very thin, and is weak in his left arm. He has deep blue eyes, and is pale for someone who lives in the wasteland. He wears a gray shirt, brown jacket, jeans, dark brown boots, and a hat that matches his jacket.
-Character Personality: He doesn't talk a lot, but he is very intelligent. He doesn't make friends easily, and can be mean at times. He doesn't talk of his sister at all, because she is his weakness. He will kill, or try to kill anyone who insults her. He doesn't seem to care about people, but he still helps them if they need it.
-Occupation: Doctor
-Can your character read or write?: Yes, he learned from his father, (who learned from his father, etc.) who thought knowledge was the greatest power in the world.
-Can your character mine?: A little bit, his left arm is weak though, so he tires of mining easily
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): A little, same reason as above.
-Can your character fight?: Not easily with a sword, but has great aim with a gun.
-Can your character farm?: No, his mother tried to teach him, but he just didn't catch on.
-Does your character have any special skills?: He is a doctor, and has great aim with a gun.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: His left ankle (so he limps) and left arm are weak. He also suffers from insomnia, because he has nightmares.
-Character Fears: Getting close to people (and losing them), he also hates, slightly fears raiders.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): Xandr and his sister had just taken out a camp of raiders. "Nice shooting Xandr." His sister said to him. He just smiled. Life was as good as it had ever been in a long time. He had almost forgotten about the day his family died, it seem like a bad dream now. They were now looting the raider camp. Suddenly, he heard something. A raider that was almost dead crawled up to him, and broke his ankle. He cried out in pain and his sister quickly shot the raider.
"Are you ok?" She said, "No, I think it's broken!" She ran and got some bandaged from a nearby raider tent. He made a splint and stood up. "Here," She said, "Use this stick as a crutch." He gratefully took it. "Do you hear that?" He listened, "Yes, but what is it?"
Then, almost out of no where, a small army of mutants came. "RUN!" He yelled. His sister asked no questions about this order. They ran and shot at the same time, but the mutants seemed to be endless. They jumped down a hill, ran through a small creek (despite the possible radiation), and finally hid in a cave. His ankle was burning by now, and he was glad they had lost the mutants.
Then, he heard something else. He looked behind his sister an saw a fuelbot! "Look ou-" he started but was cut off by a loud, "BOOM!" He was knocked into a ravine, and hit his ankle hard on the ground. He waited for his sister to come to his aid, but she never did. He was alone. Now, how was he getting out of here?
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): "http://i.imgur.com/6BFfB.png" PNG: I cat figure this out
The thing from the rules: I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned
Out-Of-Character:
-Minecraft Account Name: MGermundsson
-How old are you?: 15 years old.
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT +1 / Sweden
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I have indeed.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm a young man who lives in sweden. I likes games, programming and music. Most of my spare time goes to sitting at the computer playing games. Yeah, not much to say about me.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: About 10 - 15 hours, I mostly don't play minecraft every day but when I do, it goes on for a while.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: I've been playing it for about 1.5 years now.
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played on a "Ruined World" Server before, I've also played Roleplay on Garrys Mod. I've played about 40 hours RP online. I have also completed Morrowind, Oblivion, and Skyrim. I love the Elder Scrolls.
-What do I expect this server will be like?: Well judging on my previous visits to a Ruined World server i think it's going to be very fun!
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on various build, survival and RP servers before, some servers was shut down, some i just got tired of. And some where constantly griefed.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why?: No, I haven't been banned from any servers before.
-Have I read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
-How did you hear about us?: I remembered when i played on a Ruined World server before and checked out if there still was one.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: I have teamspeak but i don't use it so, no.
In-Character:
-Character Name: Derek Mccoy
-Biography: Derek Grew up in a mineshaft, both his mother and father worked there together. His greatest childhood dream was to be as good at mining like his father, He had it great there, but not very many friends of his age. When he grew up he started with the pickaxe, he was so proud to start digging himself. But he had no idea what was going on outside the mineshaft. Barely anyone knew since they was using their own electricity generator. His parents had not seen the blue skies for over 17 years, and Derek had never had a sniff of fresh air in his entire life. They decided it was time to go up to the surface.
When they was half the way up something strange started to happen, the lights started to fade until the lamps shut down. Luckily they had a flashlight with them and they comtinued to climb the stairs. The whole family was exhausted when they reached the top floor. "Just a bit ahead now Derek." -said his father and gave him a smile. They walked through the main hall when suddenly the alarms went on. --All arount them when the red lights flashed, they saw the reflection in peoples eyes, the lights went on and they saw them. The mutants. They paniced and ran towards the exit but the door was welded shut and there was no escape, Dereks father saw an open ventilation hatch and pushed Derek into it, he had only one choise, leave his family behind and save himself. --out on the other side he burst into tears, knowing his only family was dead. But he couldn't stay here, he started running into the forest.
He found a small town, further into the forest and decided to check it out. It was completeley dead, not a living being in sight. This was all new to him, he had never seen a town before, the world above was isolated from them so he had no idea about the disaster. Derek found a backpack on the floor inside a small house, inside it was only a few empty food cans and water bottles, He heard something outside but though it was just an animal of some kind, he kept searching but suddely, he got hit in the head and fell to the floor. When he woke up he was laying on the ground in a meadow. He still had the backpack but it was empty. He wandered off into the forest and tried again...
4 years later, he still had not found a city or a town, only ghost towns and dead cities, burnt to the ground and full of corpses, he gave up hope of finding a home, so he built one. He got water from a nearby pond and cans of food from an abandoned store close to him. His life was terrible, and he though it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong... --One night, when he was sleeping, a fuelbot found his "house" and blew it up. Derek was shocked by the blast and was left unconscious in the debris of his house. When he woke up, he packed his things and swore that he never ever will live by himself again. --He started walking, and he has done that all the time...until now...
-Character Family: Mother and Father, but both died when they where going out of the mineshaft. He do not remember their names.
-Character Age: 21 years old.
-Character Appearance: Bald, but keeps a helmet on at all times, he has brown hair and has a mean look. His clothes are worn and dirty, he also has dirt on his face. He wears a gray shirt and light blue jeans.
-Character Personality: He is a quiet man, he haven't talked to a person for years. He has strong muscles but isn't that smart, though he's not dumb. He stays calm most the time but when he gets mad, the nearest person should look out.
-Occupation: Miner
-Can your character read or write?: Yes, but he can barely count.
-Can your character mine?: Yes, he is quite good at it as well.
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Yes, small houses, but he can build greater things, he just need the time.
-Can your character fight?: He is a good shot but he is not good hand to hand.
-Can your character farm?: Only a few crops.
-Does your character have any special skills?: He is very good at mining and he is a good shot.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: He has bad crowd control and he suffers from Diabetes.
-Character Fears: He panics when faced against big numbers of mutants.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain: Derek and his friend Max where out, looking for food a dark night. The streets stood empty and it was very quiet.
-Yo, Derek. Do you remember the way back from here?
-I think so. A bush moves in the wind close to Max.
-Oh ****! Oh it's just a bush, let's keep moving. But a horde of roaches silently crawls out from a den under that bush and stalks the two survivors without making a single noise. Then they charge, they bite themselves on Derek's legs and he falls.
-NO! Max help me! Derek shouts. Max starts running back to Derek to help him up on his feet, but the roaches attacks Max as well and he falls.
-****! Derek i fell! Max watches as Derek screams in pain when even more and more roaches starts munching on his legs
-MAX HELP ME! Max manages to shake the roaches off him and runs back to Derek. He grabs a stick and starts hitting the roaches on his legs.
-MAX WHAT THE ****? Don't hit me! *gasps for air* Hit the ****ing roaches! Suddenly they all of the roaches stop for a second, and then they crawl back to their den.
-Come on now Derek, i scared them off! Max helps Derek up on his feet but he doesn't realise why the roaches ran off.
-Max, you didn't scare them off. Those fuelbots did. RUN! They start running but Derek falls.
*screams in pain* I can't walk with these legs, HELP ME! Max runs as fast as he can and helps Derek up again.
-*shouting* Hold on, and run as fast as you can! Derek holds on Max's shoulder and tries as hard as he can to run.
-*screams* It hurts! It hurts so much! They ran into a dark alley and watched the fuelbots run past them.
-Ok Derek, they're gone now, i'll go see if i can find some sticks...
-Thanks man, i owe you one!
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So i became a block...
Out-Of-Character:
-Minecraft Account Name: Iabz
-How old are you?(Don't lie): 20
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Canada, Quebec, Montreal.
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I'm pretty good, but I do not master it like the high level scholars of the english language
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I've been gaming for quite some times, as it truly suits my imaginative side. When I play games, I always have a scenario in my head as to why I'm doing something, my love for philosophy and thinking also adds up to my stories. If anything gaming is inspiring to me, up to some point, and as a gamer I have been waiting for quite sometimes to participate in a world shaping, role-playing and online adventure, therefore I am searching servers that uses rules which suits me, and this one is pleasing me quite well.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: I could put 40 hours if I really wanted.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: A couple of years, on and off. I've bought it when it was still in the early stages of the beta (maybe 0.3 or earlier, I don't remember).
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've been roleplaying since I started playing video games. Even in solo games, I am always imagining some situations related to the events, and I play the game according to my stories. RTS and RPG games were mostly the games I would play when I was a kid and a teenager, and I would truly be immersed in the game worlds. For instance, when I played World of Warcraft, if I were to ambush someone in a PvP situation, I was thinking about it as if it were an attack on a merchandise caravan, and that we would use the materials to improve the camp afterward. Things like that. My strenght in RPing is that I have been into fantasy things (films, video games, music, and medieval, futuristic, zombie, post-apocalypse, etc.) for many years, that I really wanted to role play for quite some times, and that I have a tons of ideas for that right now, that I've been thinking about.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be an amazing role playing experience, and I expect it to attract me enough so I can stay for quite some times and participate into the world's movement.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I used to play on some RP server that I forgot the name, but it was a pretty small server and it was before the patch 1.0.0, so I lost the track of it once that version came out.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): No.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!
-How did you hear about us?: I searched on the minecraft forums for roleplay servers, that had a fallout-type of theme. I was also looking for a good bunch of rules, and this server pleased me.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Yes, I already have teamspeak, and I have used it on many occasions during gaming. I am not afraid of coming over, I still enjoy the in-game chat only aspect, mostly because it helps roleplay in my opinion (more time to think and coordinate reactions/story development).
In-Character:
-Character Name: Ararius
-Biography: Ararius is an old yet healthy man. His adventuring and hard work that he've accomplished throughout his life have left his body in a good shape, and his heart disposed to accomplish a task only a learned and bravehearted man could find, as high duties are only seen by high minds.
Ararius ventured the world and learned about the different towns and gangs that lied around the globe. For this reason, Ararius has tried to distinguish the good men from the bads, and he is now working on the elimination of the injusts. To impose his will, Ararius will set many emplacements with plannings and strategic prupose, the venturers who enters Ararius' camps will either have to know what is facing them, or they will have to be really careful to where they step, but who knows what knowledge and treasures they could find if they'd brave the dangers.
Due to his old age, Ararius knows that the times is against him, so he is trying to gather a small group of trustable and informed companions that can carry his project, but trustability is will be hard to achieve. Atleast Ararius' is still vigorous, granting him the possibility to achieve this immense amount of work.
As sane as Ararius may seem, he is part of a cult, and truly acts according to these beliefs, his visions will therefore appear bad to some, as they might not understand the relation between him and the deities he serves. Ararius' places of cult are truly treasures of informations about his cult, and the adventurers finding these out will most likely be engaged into fighting or participating into a worldwide project that will slowly take position.
-Character Family: The Castel family is a modest family that lived in a small town, Ararius parents were some hard working farmers that have taught their son the ways of survivals, from the wooden hoe to iron swords.
-Character Age: 57 years old
-Character Appearance: A balding white man, with brown and white hairs and beard, he has also hairy arms. He wears simple pants with holes as clothing and a light shirt in a not so good condition, his clothes are made of cotons and they consist of a yellow-green-brown shirt, and some brown pants. His face is the one of an hardened old man, with a serious character.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): Ararius is a truth seeker, this might also very well be his fatal flaw as he will fight the power hungry and cruel men. His disgust for such men leads him to penetrate the dark side too, meaning he is fighting fire with fire. This reaction of his, contributes to his viciousness and to his shadowy character. Indeed, he is a man that uses symbology into his communication a lot, and he even leaves symbols after committing an atrocious act, so there can be a few learned witnesses that recognizes his signature. Ararius is led by vengeance and his philosophy is to wage a hard and restless war against those he defines as his enemies, even if he has to make sacrifices and comit crimes for the cult he serves.
-Occupation: Obeying and living his life according to the will of the deities, which leads Ararius to create many secret associations, to do some plannings, create ambushes, plans of destructions, etc.
-Can your character read or write?: Yes
-Can your character mine?: yes
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): yes
-Can your character fight?: yes
-Can your character farm?: yes
-Does your character have any special skills?: no
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: no
-Character Fears: He fears being punished by the deities for disobeying them, granting him a zealous character.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): "Ararius" : Ugh- I'm afraid this will end here comrades, pick up your swords and your courage, go out without me, I am nothing but a simple man, and now you are the witness of what our enemies will do to you if you show any flaw. Do not oblige yourself to stay because of my trembling voice, the blood dripping off my head is giving me adrenaline, and as painful as it is, I know that my possible death is only making you stronger, keep fighting for our belief, now go, chase our enemy, stop letting me slow you. *as the group left Ararius, his eyes were searching in the dark night sky for a sign of his deities, a sign that he would live or die.*
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself):
-Other Information: I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!
So many things wrong with this app
-Minecraft Account Name: TheDeadlyArrow
-How old are you?: 15
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence:US Central
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes I do.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am generally a nice and chill person. I play minecraft a lot, and I love to role play and am very excited about this server.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: maybe an hour a day on weekdays more on weekends.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Since beta 1.8
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've done a bit of roleplaying, i am hopin to get more experience from this server, I mostly do medieval/fantasy roleplaying.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: I think this server will be fun and will be a great way to spend time.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on quite a few. I played NarutoCraft, I lef tit because people were always ruining the RP and I just lost enjoyment.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): I honestly haven't been banned before.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I understand and agree to the rules.
-How did you hear about us?: I was just surfing the forums for a new roleplay server to go on.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?: I'm not sure what Mumble is.
In-Character:
-Character Name: Jason Mystogan
-Biography: Jason Mystogan, had a mainly lonely and Independent Childhood. He was born into a very powerful and influential family. His parents were murdered when he was 7, and he has sworn to become strong and avenge his parents. He has mastered many fighting arts, and is also a weapons specialist. He goes by just Mystogan.
Jason: "As long as the ones who killed my family have their lives, I will not be satisfied."
Old Man: "Ofcourse we all want to avenge our loved ones, but somethings just aren't meant to be."
Jason: "15 years of brutal training has made me aware and not one to mess around with."
Old Man: "That may be so, but killing someone will always come back to haunt you."
Jason: "I'm Willing to face the punishment..."
When Jason was 15 he met with the one who has killed his parents, and had tried to get revenge.
???: "have you become strong enough to finally get revenge?"
Jason: "I'm going to kill you."
???: " I've always been stronger than you little brother, but lets see how much you've grown."
Jason: "Akane you I'm gonna make you pay for all that you have done!"
Akane: "Show me how much your strength has grown, hehehe."
7 years later Jason has become even stronger and has traveled to many distant lands, learning new techniques and has been waiting for another chance at his brother. He has become feared by many but keeps mostly to himself, making everyone curious about him.
-Character Family: Akane Mystogan, Jason's elder brother, He murdered his own parent just to test his strength and let only Jason live, as he challenged jason to become stronger and Avenge the death of their parents.
-Character Age: 22
-Character Appearance: Jason Wears a Dark cloak along with a hood and mask that only shows his eyes and parts of his blue hair. He is Athletic looking and has a sort of assassin look to him.
-Character Personality:
-Occupation:During his training he would work as a bounty hunter as well as a hired assassin.
-Can your character read or write?: He can read and write very well, as he was in a very powerful family.
-Can your character mine?: He can, 15 years of training has prepared him for nearly anything.
-Can your character build? He can build basic survival builds such as tents as he has had much survival training, he has always been interested in architecture though.
-Can your character fight?: Yes he can, he has become a master in many sacred arts and is a weapons specialist.
-Can your character farm?: He does not have much knowledge of farming.
-Does your character have any special skills?: His fighting ability is beyond comparable from vigorous drilling and training.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: He has kept his body in perfect physical condition, his mind tends to wander at times though.
-Character Fears: His brother
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain. He could feel his leg going numb. There was a deep cut, nothing life threatening or that would cripple him but enough so he couldn't walk for a while. He knew he had lost since the beginning. He winced at the thought that 8 years of training just wasn't enough for him to defeat his brother. His head was aching as he could hear his brother's footsteps getting closer. "Damn" He cursed himself for not being stronger. He was in great pain from the injury and his spirit has been crushed. He closed his weary eyes and fell unconcious from the pain. His final thoughts were 'This is the end'.
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[b]-Minecraft Account Name: ecidar[/b]
[b]-How old are you?(Don't lie): 15[/b]
[b]-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time Zone[/b]
[b]-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: I am known as the resident grammar Nazi for several servers. So, yes.[/b]
[b]-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Blunt, yet able to be eloquent when necessary, recognition of authority, respect, and loyalty. And I am often thought of to be older than I really am, due to the level of maturity I always have kept. [/b]
[b]-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: Depending on if I am truly dedicated, maybe more than 20 hours.[/b]
[b]-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Over a year and a half, I do not remember exactly.[/b]
[b]-What do you know about role-playing? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I have been role-playing since I started playing Minecraft. Which would make that about a year, and it approaches hard core, with an Out-of-Character mode of speaking being almost negligible. It is mainly fantasy. (What else is there? :3)[/b]
[b]-What do you expect this server will be like?: I have higher expectations than might be considered for most servers. Role-playing servers generally have a higher amount of respect with myself, as I often note the people who play on them are a more refined person. Mostly.[/b]
[b]-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on 3 other role-playing servers, and I left them because they all closed down, except for the last one. The last one I am still with as Head Builder, Senior Admin, Ambassador, etc. [/b]
[b]-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): I have been banned once, and that was because the owner was annoyed, and thought I asked too many questions.[/b]
[b]-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I have.[/b]
[b]-How did you hear about us?: I looked this up about 4 months ago, I finally decided to apply.[/b]
[b]-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: Probably not...but it is an opinion time may change.[/b]
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]-Character Name: Axuras Bane[/b]
[b]-Biography: [/b]Raised in the town of Alvatron, the Erathians were so advanced in magic that they could use it in everyday life, use it to create the effect of science, and vice-versa. Then, giants from an unknown land attacked, and they were resistant to every kind of magic. With the people fleeing underground, Bane was put to work at a young age of 6, mining. Eventually, the toll on life was so high, that the elder sages were called together to create a spell that would instantly tell the status of a person. They wove their magic into every living being around, and started to form it. Giants then attacked as they were making it, and interrupted the process. This caused a failure in the language to go from "Give us condition of" to "Give us control of" basically. When they could not undo the magic, they placed limitations on it, making it harder for anyone to get control of another. Bane then fled from the colony, to another land called Lunaria, and saved a young prince from a bear. He was adopted into the society, and became the protector of the prince, vigilantly guarding him for the next 10 years. Then, disaster struck again and Lunaria was invaded by the Obsidian forces. James (the prince) and Bane left, and settled on a distant land called Cecelia, where in a weaving plot of deceit and action, Bane gained his ax and his power, and dispelled a great evil. But then Cecelia too, fell to the clutches of an even greater power: The gods themselves. Bane then fled to Gwomath,where he did many things, including fighting gods, empires, genocide of entire races, and so on...And then he met Vasha, a demon who had clawed her way from hell. They eventually married, and started settling down. But before this could happen, Vasha was murdered. In a rage, Bane stormed the gates of Hell itself, and found Vasha. He hurriedly opened a gate to the overworld, but he made an error in the destination. Now, they come here. (Whew! Over a year of RPing in a single paragraph >.>)
Physical characteristics would be (discounting appearance) an uncanny ability to live an incredibly long time. This was due to the fact that his race was a highly advanced civilization called the Erathians. He is the last one left alive, and will live for probably 400 years,assuming he is not killed in combat. Strength wise, he is equal to that of your average man, but wields an ax that was enchanted by a god to cut through anything. He uses his will to retain control over the ax, being able to throw it and will it to return to his hand by pure will. Over the years, he became so talented with magic that the king of gods, Grantis, charged him as a Gatekeeper, to guard his realm. (I will suspend this because it gives me too much of an advantage first joining in, plus, this really isn't a medieval setting)
[b]-Character Family: Character's family was all killed by giants when his city was invaded, he then had 40 years of adventure before he finally met his wife, Vasha, a demon who literally clawed her way out of hell. She is the only thing Bane still has, and will do anything to keep her alive. [/b]
[b]-Character Age: 46[/b]
[b]-Character Appearance: Short story, he looks like Aragorn, but taller and more muscular.[/b]
[b]-Character Personality:[/b] (Any fatal flaws?):[/b][b]Keeping a consistent alignment of Chaotic Neutral, Bane is not much of a tactical fighter, preferring to charge into the fight without thinking things through. He is headstrong and often ignorant of things generally apparent to others. He has also gained a sense of superiority over all other beings due to the fact that he has battled gods for decades. He will not hesitate to make this apparent. He also employs an unusual sense of logic making him unpredictable, and very dangerous.[/b] It is compounded by the fact that he will disregard his own life worth if it means saving a friend. This is a dangerous combination. If there is anything you can count on him for, it will probably be that something will blow up. But through it all, he will be loyal, especially to his friends.
As for fatal flaws, there are too many to list. I'll keep it to the really big ones. He will do anything to ensure the safety of his wife, and at one point he failed, and his wife was killed and sent back to hell. He immediately went on a murderous rage, destroying a town, a couple hundred people, and defeated a god. He will often not think things through, leaving him vulnerable if his enemy should have a plan to subdue him that goes beyond brute force. Bane also has a superiority complex, leading him to believe almost nothing could be a threat. And of the biggest of them all, Bane's first name will render it's user in his complete control. I’d go in to detail...but this would be a very long app. Basically, he has to willingly give it to someone, and if someone wants to use it, it has to be in the form of a command.
[b]-Occupation: *sigh* King, miner, warrior, Gatekeeper. That should do it.[/b]
[b]-Can your character read or write?: Yes.[/b]
[b]-Can your character mine?: He was forced to mine for four years of his childhood, and took an occupation of it for another 5 years as an adult.[/b]
[b]-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Does this count:[/b]
[b]-Can your character fight?: He's only fought several dozen gods...NAH, he can't fight... (Yes,sarcasm...just in case. >.>)[/b]
[b]-Can your character farm?: Not if his life depended on it.[/b]
[b]-Does your character have any special skills?: *looks up at the above text* ...Can I get back to you on that? :3 Ok: Long life, special ax. [/b]
[b]-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: None and none. Unless you count superiority complex.[/b]
[b]-Character Fears: Fear of losing his wife, his sanity, and everything he holds dear. He does not fear losing his own life though.[/b]
[b]-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out):
Bane: *trembles in the sand, shaking violently, sweat pouring down his skin,glistening in the moonlight* Ga-aahhh! *strains, and sinks lower into the sand, wailing out in pain* You...can't...win!
Purge: *chuckles* Ah...but I already have...*malevolent laugh* Your soul is now MINE! *clutches hand, and the soul in Bane rips itself from the body*[/b]
[b]-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): [/b]
[b]-Other Information:[/b]
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Out-Of-Character:
-Minecraft Account Name: Blade1212
-How old are you?(Don't lie): 15
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: PST,Canada,BC
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes i have been english my whole life and a friend of myn is a grammar nazi.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in canada *We have no igloo's* I perfer the summer over winter here because id much rather dirtbike then snowboard etc... I have been an admin on a couple servers mod on a couple others, i love rping with my friends and am a pritty good roleplayer
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: Completly Random sorry, could be tons of homework non at all, could be a vacation i just cant promise anything.
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: Ever since Alpha
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I specifically love after the end of the world roleplay and am very very good at it, iv played in many servers that are fallout based or just a nuclear war hit kind of thing. Iv been rping for about 4 years now i think and can say myself im quite good at it.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: Ruins everywhere death chaos destruction killing raiders bandits hell breaking loose, shelters abandoned cities scavenging people everywhere. And pumpkin pie
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on way to many servers to name that, most iv left due to just pure boredom or the server going down.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): Yep, was joking around and some staff dident relize it was sarcasim so they temp banned me for 24 hours
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:I yes
-How did you hear about us?: A friend.
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Teamspeak server?: iv got teamspeak just that my mic is broken
In-Character:
-Character Name: Vasha
-Biography:(Me and this guy named ecidar came from another rp server called Gwomath, if youv been there thisll make sence lol) Vasha was born as a demon, raised as a demon, taught as a demon, fought as a demon, killed as a demon, was a true demon. It all began when she learned she was not the favorite of her father, After years and years of planning the escape from deep hell being done with her parents, so she can roam free away from her family she finally escaped. She left the deep hell lands, And appeared from the depths of an ocean slowly drifting towards shore a place called Gwomath. in this land it was ruled by gods, hero's kings knights, and ascended. All of these beings if not "creatures" thought she was insane.
As Vasha came into shore from her old realm she was at a place called Arcadia, in Arcadia at the times were people named Angels of redemption. She approched these angels and wished to kill all the gods... Everybody called her crazy. She shortly then joined a group called GodKillers, Run by the all mighty godkiller him self. Beryl, Shortly before she joined Beryl had died though due to some flying birds (Long story) So then bane took his place in the mighty throne, Vasha had become bane's apprentice and throughout the year she had done many things, robbed trains talked to gods became a soul reaper. So 12 months later she had become much more powerful then ever before. *13 months later* Vasha had become friends with a god named Grantis, he was the soul keeper of this realm and vasha had become his loyal servant at arms. a mere 4 months later Grantis had be-rid of Vasha's soul reaper powers and replaced them with the strength of a Shade (Evil Demi-God) So then she used her
strength sadly for evil as she was created as an evil demigod... So after another small 4 months she had been completly rid of Grantis and left him because she no longer trusted Grantis the god of souls anymore. She became a strong woman fighting glorious wars and killing many other kingdoms. She still worked with the GodKillers though and the man Bane her old master had soon because her husband. Shortly after that a massive war happened the GodKillers were eliminated and they lived in a castle of there own ever since then, but something happened. how did Vasha become in such a wasteland? (longgg story ill make the rest as short as possible lol)
She went to make an alliance with a man who had made a group called The Guardians, they fought only for peace and humanity. The man there stabbed her in the back and had killed her. From her old blood being demon she cannot simply die like that but she was sent to Deep Hell, where her family had lived and all the hatred evil souls go, After years and years of her husband Bane planning a rescue he finally took action, Bane has been something called a GateKeeper the entire time Vasha had known him, it just simply dident show for he never really needed such powers. But Bane had opened a portal into the Deep Hell and fought many many demons and evil spirits on the way to save Vasha, finally he had grabbed hold of Vasha and opened another portal out, But Deep Hell being an entire new realm he could not control where this portal went and he did not hesitate due to the many surrounding demons and spirits and creatures so he did not have much time to properly think. So he went to this new place, There powers had been stripped for entering a future era of beyond the gods and spells era where the people there did not know or see spells and gods everyday, the portal bane had created closed immensly quickly with not even air escaping and Bane and Vasha were trapped in this new realm, This wierd new realm they knew nothing about. Non of there spells and there powers would work. All they had then was there intelligence,wisdom, and physical advantages. What awaits for Vasha and Bane? well... not even the gods know.
(Me and ecid are from another rp server and we wanted to join a server like this if you need further in depth or want to hear more of adsactly what happened just ask.)
-Character Family:Herself,Bane,Thane(Demon Brother),Vashara(Demon Sister but she died), And the parents are unknown
-Character Age:Human Years: 21
-Character Appearance: Vasha has very nice skin, soft and smooth, She wears jewlery all the time, She is 5 foot 9 Her eyes are dark blue and she has long brown hair.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): She was born a demon and raised a demon. She has a somewhat bad temper at times and does not like being judged by her sex. She usually kills when judged by her sex.
-Occupation: *Unknown*
-Can your character read or write?: Very Well
-Can your character mine?: Yes but perfers not to.
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Yes
-Can your character fight?: Immensly Well. Favorite Thing.
-Can your character farm?: Yes but perfers not to
-Does your character have any special skills?: Well she was born and raised a demon so she is quite strong and has been in many wars and lived to tell the tail, Her Strength is above average for a woman, well above average her intelligence is also above average for a normal human due to good schooling from before all of this happened also.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: A bit insane yes.
-Character Fears: Number 1 Fear: The Cold:Being born and raised a demon she would much rather climb 5 mountains then go into a cold area, being in the cold is her VERY LAST option.)
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): *Gets Stabbed in the back*
Vasha: *Falls down on the ground yelling swears*
Vasha: YOU TRAITOR *Pause* GAH!!! ILL RIP YOUR HEART OUT! *Caughs then barfs up some blood* *Says in a low weak voice less then a whisper* you will pay for this
Vasha: *Her muscels relax and she is on the ground peacefully*
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself): http://www.minecraft...ark-hooded-man/
I hope thatll suffice
Also:
I bet you dident see our apps coming hey? lol
-Minecraft Account Name:sgtjole
-How old are you?: 13
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: mountain/united states
-Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:yes
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:I have always had a interest in the apocalypse mainly the one involving the dead rising. I am capable of being mature when needed .
-How much time could you be on the server weekly?:4-5 hours
-How long have you played minecraft?: 2 years
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: that it is acting out a role or something like that. About one year. Apocalyptic and medieval
-What do you expect this server will be like?: it will be like life after the bombs drop and a struggle for survival each day. I think it will be fun and something new
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: last of the living and chronicles of genesia . I haven’t left them but they aren’t that active
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ):no
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: yes and yes
-What is a slime called on this server?: [Unknown]
-How did you hear about us?: the forum
-What is you forum account name?sgtjoel
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?:yes
In-Character:
-Character Name: Jole Collins
-Biography: Jole was born after the second Bi-Uranium bomb went off. His mom died giving birth to brother a year after Jole was born so he never knew his mother that well and him and his brother were raised by his father on a small farm in the wastes. As the years pasted when Jole was sixteen raiders had raided the farm taking everything and killing his father leaving Jole to protect his brother from the wastes. The months following the death of his father Jole took his brother to what was left of a city and lived in a ruined office building. Life was harder in the city with the constant mutant threat and the dangers of living in the city he began to look for somewhere safer to live then the city and somewhere with a better chance to find food. He had found what used to be a library before the bombs were dropped it was safer there then in the city so he took his brother there and began life there like he had in the city. The library was where Jole taught himself to read and write there and taught his brother how to read and write so he would be able to leave Jole a message or a warning if something had happened. Four years later when Jole was twenty and his brother was nineteen they had left on a scavenging trip in hopes of finding much needed clean water they had found what looked like a gas station Jole warned his brother to go into the station slowly but his brother didn’t listen and ran into the store only to find a shotgun rigged to go off when the trip wire was pulled Jole was devastated by that and had ran back to the library packed up whatever he could carry and set off towards the west in hopes of finding somewhere safe to stay. He found a city that was led by a man named Redstone when he first came to the city the people warned him to make himself seem useful to him or he would be cast out of the town. So Jole upon meeting the man and tried to find a way to make so Redstone would let him stay and the way he had found was to go down to the water pump station and clear out what was clogging a pipe that filtered the water to them. When he got down into the pipe he was met with claustrophobia and a paranoid conscious at every sound in the pipe. When he got to the source of the clog he had found it was Securo-drones that had begun to rust when he grabbed the first one it turned on and began to chase after Jole before meeting the death of having “head” bashed to scrap metal with a pipe. When he returned to Redstone he was pleased at what Jole did and laughed when he told the story of the Securo-drones and allowed him to stay. He found a nice little place to begin farming in hopes of helping his new home and making some money.
-Character Family: His father was a honest man and protective of his family. His brother was naïve and too eager for his own good.
-Character Age:23
-Character Appearance:Jole is about 5’8 with dark red hair he has a scar on his arm from raider when his father died he was grey eyes. His clothes are in somewhat good shape.
-Character Personality: (Any fatal flaws?): Jole won’t trust people he meets at first and is cautious at first not letting his guard down. He will stand up for his friends and fight with them when the time is needed
-Occupation: Jole’s current occupation is a farmer. He never had a job before that besides care taker of his brother
-Can your character read or write?: yes he learned how in a old library
-Can your character mine?:yes but he is not the best at it because he never learned how to so he doesn’t do well mining in large caverns
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count.): yes. He learned how to build basic things like a sturdy fence and irrigation for the crops and basic repairs for homes.
-Can your character fight?:not really. He knows how to hit securo-drones that is about it
-Can your character farm?:yes. He was raised on a farm so he has the knowledge needed for it
-Does your character have any special skills?: Yes he is great when it comes to cooking and building things needed for farming
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: yes. When he is small spaces or something like that he becomes very paranoid and begins talking to himself saying things that do not make sense.
-Character Fears: He is afraid of small spaces. He is afraid of secure-drones.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain: (No *I dodge the raiders arrows*. Write it out.)The sound of a building deteriorating could be heard as they walked into the old library. “I have a bad feeling about this place Jole.” his brother said to him as he looked at the old building. “it will be fine it just needs a bit of touching up and it will just like home.” Jole said to his brother reassuring him looking at the building somewhat concerned himself. As they walked up the stairs to the second floor the stairs creaked with each step taken. “Jole how far up are we going?” his brother asked. “Just to the second floor so we have a better chance of defense against things like a said don’t worry we will be fine.” he said calmly. As the day pasted they were fixing the library up along with securing the place so it would be safe to live in. “Jole I am starting to like this place.” his brother said. “It certainly feels like a second home to me but we need to go get some water from town soon.” Jole said. When the sun rose for the next week or so Jole began learning how to read and write “Hey Jole will you teach me how to read and write?” his brother asked. “Of course I will I can’t have you running through the wastes not knowing how to read or write. But tomorrow we are going to get water.” Jole said before the sun had set that night. When they had gotten up the next day Jole had gotten a bad feeling in his gut “I want you to listen to me today ok?” he asked his brother. “of course I will.” His brother said. When they left the library they began walking through the streets of old cars and the bodies of the dead when they reached the gas station Jole said. “Be careful I don’t want you getting hurt ok.” His brother shrugged and hurried off into the gas station “I will be fine you don’t have to be so protective Jo-“ he said as he tripped the trip wire causing the shotgun to fire straight into his brothers head killing him instantly “no…no...no..NO!” he shouted. “Randy…?” he said as he looked at the body of his brother he looked at the head and saw the part of it missing from the blast turning away in disgust “I am sorry Randy I wish I could have stopped this from happening but there was only so much I could do….” He said while he tried to fight back tears but failing over his brother’s death. He picked up the body carefully carrying it back to the library. He thought “I am sorry Randy about what happen I wish I could have helped you but at least you have found piece in this world”. He went into the library getting his brother’s sleeping bag putting him in it he began to dig the grave humming a Irish funeral song. When he finished he put the body in carefully put the dirt back in the grave and made a tombstone then went back inside packing up everything he left the library.
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-Other Information: I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned!