Country of residence and time zone: America, UTC-5, Eastern Time Zone
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role-playing is beyond taking the role of someone else. Role-playing is becoming part of a dynamic community in a different world. I have fairly extensive experience, about five or six months, on the server From Ashes, and about a month on the server Tales of Camelot.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I have not seen a good RP server that is post-apocalyptic since the days of From Ashes.
Have you been banned before, if so why? I have never been banned.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Of course, the rules are quite lenient. Would you kindly add me to this server? I would highly appreciate it.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? I am quite comfortable with the Last Days TP, I enjoy using it, so I will.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Powergaming is the act of being able to easily overpower a player without seeming to break a sweat. For example,
Player A: *Grabs Player B’s character, slams him into the floor, breaking his spine and killing him instantly. Player A’s character brushes off his shoulders, and says, “Easy as cake.”*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is when a character has knowledge that s/he should not be able to know, such as an in-game death. For example,
Player B was doomed to fall by Player C (About 500 blocks away from Player A)
Player A: Huh. Player B just died. Looks like I don’t have to worry about him any longer.
In Character
Character name: Nicole (Nicky) Angelo
Your character's story so far: Nicole has traveled far and wide across the wastes of the southwest, and has seen many things that no person should need to see. She was born in the big city of New York, and grew up in the area. Her father was neither alcoholic nor a stoner, yet he was abusive all the same for reasons unknown to her. Nicole grew to the ripe age of 16, being toughened up through her childhood. Somehow, her mother was able to sweet-talk a family friend, around the time of extreme paranoia, a high-up in special preservation facilities, was able to secure a preservation cell for Nicole. She was put under, and woke up in the year 2065, confused and alone.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Nicole had friends and somewhat hostile family growing up, but she has been unable to find any of either in the chaotic post-apocalyptic world.
How old is your character? Nicole is technically about 43 years old, but due to preservation she is actually sixteen.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Nicole is of average height and weight, with quite long blond hair. She has been described as quite attractive, and has striking orange eyes.
How does your character act? Nicole tends to be fairly laid back in most matters, but when matters get serious she becomes more collected. However, she can crack fairly easily if her attentions become divided. She isn’t very modest, but isn’t too proud. She is well aware of her beauty, and if she is in need of something, she will use this to her advantage.
Character's occupation: Nicole has no specialized skills, but she can be handy with simple tasks, and is fairly strong, at least for a female of her age.
Does your character have an education? Nicole can read and write enough to get her point across, but has no real poetic skill. She forged through high school with average grades, never getting lower than a C but no higher than a B.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Nicole has no truly incredible talents or special skills, but can be used for simple tasks, and is somewhat strong for her form and gender.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Nicole has a phobia of belts, which always make her flashback to her days of being beaten by her father. She also hates being alone, and is quite fearful of the dark.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*Nicole falls to her knees, grasping at her arm.*
N: Dad! What is WRONG with you! *Her father shouts incoherently, and she takes the belt across her face. She falls to the floor, with blood dripping where she bit her cheek from the shock. She groans in pain, spitting a bit of blood on the cheap carpet. Her chest makes a hollow thump when the heavy boot meets her ribcage on the side.* Wh-why do you…why do you do this to me? *Her father offers no response, only breathing quietly.* I don…don’t get it. Wha’ does thi’ gain you? *Her words have started to slur some from the blood filling her mouth. She sucks in some air, still smarting from the blow to her ribs. Her father crosses his arms.*
Her father: That’s enough for tonight, then.
Anything else to add? I’m very excited to start playing!
Denied. Expand more on your backstory, maybe go into more detail with this, "Nicole is technically about 43 years old, but due to preservation she is actually sixteen." a little more?
Server's been very dead lately and It seems that I'm not even kept in contact anymore since I gave up my position (Which I changed my mind about but Beluga didn't tell Quinn, so here I am.) Guess I wasn't really that important after all people just kissed my ass because of my position.
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jay Prestons
Your character's story so far: James Murdoc was the name his foster parents gave to him, but he never grew fond of it. James has never met his parents, he didn't even know their names. He worked along his two foster parents in an unsuccessful wheat farm, in the far west region of America. James left home when the farm went under and his "loving" parents moved away, leaving him behind. He tried as many trades as he could take on, for he had a lust for wealth. On one of his travels he met a man, who called himself Dan Blitz, he was a well established oil tycoon. Retired, and now waiting for death, he taught James how he earned his riches, through betrayal and manipulation. When Dan finally died, James inheritied a tenth of his wealth, changed his name, and sailed to Europe. In the east he created an empire when everyone else was fleeing for their lives and turning into savages. Now, after all that time, Jay is considered one of the powerful players of the Wastes.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Parents gave him up at a very young age, foster parents left him when they ran into financial problems.
How old is your character? 48.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Has short grayed hair, it seems as if it is trimmed almost daily. His finger nails are chewed to the brim, a sign of stress. Wears old ragged pre-wear clothing.
How does your character act? Tries to act educated, tends to speak down upon the people around him, as if he is better.
Character's occupation: Faction leader.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He doesn't have some fancy education from some university, he attended some no-name school before he left for Europe, but he never finished. Is able to read and write, but most of his writing seems as if it is done by someone else.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Nothing out of the normal, very organized, a little OCD.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He has a habit of making up lies, to make himself seem better than what he really is. Jay fears that one day his entire story will fall apart.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Jay coughed into a loose brown rag in his left hand, he folded it up three time and placed it into his pocket. "Yes... I-- I completely agree." In front of him, a large man with a dark complexion sat in a plush leather seat, sliding one of his hands up and down the chair. "So you'll do it then?" The man said quickly. James stopped for just a moment before answering, there was a stutter in his response.
Jay then quickly left the man and headed to his home, he opened the door and waited for just a second. Jay closed the door and looked at a small cupboard in the center of the room, he took a small silver from his pocket and placed it into the slit of the drawer. Inside was a metal pistol, with the initial J. M inscribed on it. Jay took it out, checked the ammo, and then cocked it back.
Anything else to add? I can't spell anything correctly.
Provide an image of your character's skin: Meh, skin I downloaded no longer exists. Check character features.
Server's been very dead lately and It seems that I'm not even kept in contact anymore since I gave up my position (Which I changed my mind about but Beluga didn't tell Quinn, so here I am.) Guess I wasn't really that important after all people just kissed my ass because of my position.
Server seems to be doing pretty well lately, though I do admit it was little dead prior. For you, I did tell Quinn and Flee about your readmittance to the staff, you are always able to message them on the forums if you have any questions regarding that.
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jay Prestons
Your character's story so far: James Murdoc was the name his foster parents gave to him, but he never grew fond of it. James has never met his parents, he didn't even know their names. He worked along his two foster parents in an unsuccessful wheat farm, in the far west region of America. James left home when the farm went under and his "loving" parents moved away, leaving him behind. He tried as many trades as he could take on, for he had a lust for wealth. On one of his travels he met a man, who called himself Dan Blitz, he was a well established oil tycoon. Retired, and now waiting for death, he taught James how he earned his riches, through betrayal and manipulation. When Dan finally died, James inheritied a tenth of his wealth, changed his name, and sailed to Europe. In the east he created an empire when everyone else was fleeing for their lives and turning into savages. Now, after all that time, Jay is considered one of the powerful players of the Wastes.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Parents gave him up at a very young age, foster parents left him when they ran into financial problems.
How old is your character? 48.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Has short grayed hair, it seems as if it is trimmed almost daily. His finger nails are chewed to the brim, a sign of stress. Wears old ragged pre-wear clothing.
How does your character act? Tries to act educated, tends to speak down upon the people around him, as if he is better.
Character's occupation: Faction leader.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He doesn't have some fancy education from some university, he attended some no-name school before he left for Europe, but he never finished. Is able to read and write, but most of his writing seems as if it is done by someone else.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Nothing out of the normal, very organized, a little OCD.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He has a habit of making up lies, to make himself seem better than what he really is. Jay fears that one day his entire story will fall apart.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Jay coughed into a loose brown rag in his left hand, he folded it up three time and placed it into his pocket. "Yes... I-- I completely agree." In front of him, a large man with a dark complexion sat in a plush leather seat, sliding one of his hands up and down the chair. "So you'll do it then?" The man said quickly. James stopped for just a moment before answering, there was a stutter in his response.
Jay then quickly left the man and headed to his home, he opened the door and waited for just a second. Jay closed the door and looked at a small cupboard in the center of the room, he took a small silver from his pocket and placed it into the slit of the drawer. Inside was a metal pistol, with the initial J. M inscribed on it. Jay took it out, checked the ammo, and then cocked it back.
Anything else to add? I can't spell anything correctly.
Provide an image of your character's skin: Meh, skin I downloaded no longer exists. Check character features.
Server seems to be doing pretty well lately, though I do admit it was little dead prior. For you, I did tell Quinn and Flee about your readmittance to the staff, you are always able to message them on the forums if you have any questions regarding that.
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplay in my opinion is where you unravel a story, with you and your friends the authors. You get to write a little history, and have fun while doing it. Characters need balance for it to be a good story though. I used to play on The Dark Roads RP, Kingdom of Arithonia RP, Irilath, all MC servers. I've also RP'd in other games as well. What is your reason for applying to this server? I want to find a new Rp server to play on again, and I love serious RP when it's balanced and people are good at it.
Have you been banned before, if so why? A few times because of bullcrap on vanilla servers. One-sided admins and the such. Other than that, no bans.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I like the lore. It leads up to the title itself very well, and it was well explained. The rules are good, and balanced. Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes. I plan to download it as soon as when I'm accepted.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:power gaming is when a player basically preforms an action in an Rp fight with the intention that the hit will land, regardless of situations that are present. This could also go for a thief pickpocketing someone. Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is when a player knows of an event OOC and uses it to their advantage in Rp. Such things like what a certain player said or what happened in the house nextdoor without being there.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Carter Mason
Your character's story so far: Carter was apart of a small village's defense force. They numbered in the 20's, with four defenders. He was the second in charge, or deputy. The other 16 were anything from builders to ranchers, harvesting meat from the small Xig herd. One day, him and the captain were on night duty when a small group of raiders starts an attack on the village. Carter and the captain jump in, using some sharpened rusty swords they found in an old house on the walls. The captain was knocked out, and Carter made a decision that he still regrets, he ran. He feels responsible for the death of his captain and his other friends, and doesn't know if any survived. He's been traveling for a while now, and hopes to find a place where he can atone for his cowardliness. Does or did your character have any companions or family? Yes, but they died when he was seventeen.
How old is your character? 43 years.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Carter has brown hair, and blue eyes. He wears his favorite red sweater that he had on that day he ran, old weathered blue jeans he found in the same house as the swords, and old beaten leather boots made from when regular cows were around.
How does your character act? Carter is usually content and willing to help with anything, and likes to help his community. He wants to make up for his past deeds by never leaving anyone to die on purpose ever again. Seeing anyone abandoned makes him feel sympathetic for the victim, and anger towards the person responsible. Character's occupation: Anything from a miner to an armed guard. He hates being outside for long times though, so he prefers to work underground or in a building. Does your character have an education? (Read or write) A little bit of reading, writing, and math he got out of old elementary and middle school books they found in an old school complex. Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is good at taking a hit from having to deal with raiders from time to time. Other than that, he has good muscle tone, so he is strong enough to be a full time laborer. Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears drowning, and hates people that make the same mistake he did and abandons their friends. Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):"Carter falls to the ground hard after taking an unexpected knife stab to the back. He coughs up a bit of blood, the knife being in deep. He slowly tries to rise to his knees, cringing from the knife still cutting into his back as he tries to move. His assailant looks to him, a thuggish looking man with black hair. He takes out the knife, and Carter winces from the added pain and blood that's pouring out of his back. The fiend stabs him again in the same place, making the pain feel new all over again. He loses his breath from the stab, but doesn't fall unconcious. The raider makes one false move, he steps back and brags about how weak Carter is. In that moment, Carter endures the pain, picks up a rock, and tackles his assailant. He starts to bash his face in until he stops breathing, blood gushing out. Carter gets back onto his knees a few feet away from the raider, and proceeds to take the knife out of his back carefully, and then pass out. "
Anything else to add? Nothing....well....maybe.....would you kindly?
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Drake
Your character's story so far:
The IntraCorp scientists walk down the corridor. "We need more test subjects." "Yes, but we need the right ones. We need test subjects that are responsive to the tests, and only the most desperate apply for the test subject position. Are there any good test subjects among the applicants?" "What about applicant number 1023? He demonstrates the traits of a good test subject." "Hmm. Pull up his data file" The scientists enter a room crowded with huge computers and data vaults. One of them goes to a computer and pulls up the data file. "His name is Drake. An orphan on the streets. Hes 18. The orphanage kicked him out when he was 16. None of the gangs will take him. Hes very desperate, and perfect as a test subject." "Perfect, lets take him."
Drake looks around. He has been accepted as a test subject. He doesn't want to do it, but its either that or starve. No one will take him for a job, and none of the street gangs will take him either. He is on his way to an IntraCorp facility deep underground, in a steel elevator.
"We must perform the entree tests to make sure." "Very well."
Drake enters a white room, in front of him are 2 doors. A speaker blares out instructions. "Drake, beyond these doors are a series of tests. If you pass, you will become a test subject. Good luck." Drake goes through the left door, entering a large maze. He goes into it.
"How did he do?" "Pretty good. He almost panicked at the snake pit though." "Good for him he didn't. If he had, he'd be dead by now."
Drake enters a light less, completely black room. "Alright Drake, time for the real test. We're going to release some gases into the air in the room. It should be harmless. We just want to see how you respond." Drake can't see the gases, but he can tell that they're there. He feels different somehow. Not worse, not better, just different.
"How did he respond to the radiation?" "We can't tell." "What!?" "There wasn't any evident mutation." "Put him through the obstacle course."
Drake enters the long hallway. It is obvious what they want him to do. Mud pits, walls, and more block his path. He starts before the speaker tells him what hes supposed to do.
"Alright, how did he do." "He went through it extremely fast. Hes faster now, and there might be some brain mutation. He isn't as hesitant now. He started before instructed to."
Drake enters the black room again. He notices in surprise that its lit up now. He looks around, but sees no lights. He realizes that its him, but also realizes that he doesn't care.
"Anything new?" "Definitely brain change. He can now see in the dark, and he knows it. But he doesn't care." "Hmm. Its time to send him on an assignment."
Drake looks at his orders. He is to steal some important documents from level -17. He might as well get on with it. He steps out of the elevator.
"How did he do?" "A staff member saw him. Drake throttled him." "What! Definitely brain change. Hes useless like that. We should perform the cyborg experiment on him and through him into level -106." "Alright."
Drake lies strapped to the table. He strains against the straps but cannot break free. The surgeons come in. They give him an injection and he fades.
Drake awakes in total pain. He screams in agony. He looks around, seeing that he is in a cell. He notices a light source coming from his chest. He looks at a mirror hanging on the wall. He looks like a robot. He realizes what they have done to him. His vision turns red as he rages.
Drake wakes up from his shut-down. "Has the shipment arrived?" He asks the wall. "Good. I want it at the drop-off point by midnight. If it isn't, your both going to be disposed of." "Uncle, is it harvest time yet?" "I'll take that shotgun on the wall and 5 magazines of ammo." "This is a robbery!" "Can we go to the candy store?" Drake babbles to himself, lost to his own insane fantasies.
One day Drake awakes to an alarm and notices that his cell door is open. He goes through the elevator to level one, dimly remembering that the alarm means an emergency and that if he doesn't get out of the facility in 40 minutes, hes stuck inside forever. He runs to the surface entrance through the abandoned corridors, throwing himself through the lock down gates just as it shuts. He looks at the blown up moon and says,"Gee, they sure changed things while Ive been away."
Does or did your character have any companions or family? No
How old is your character? 53
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He looks like an IntraCorp robot covered in glowing blue lights.
How does your character act? Drake is extremely insane. He would be dead right now if not due to his robotic body. He does seemingly random and useless things, but there's one thing that he always does. he collects things, from trash to treasure. If he moves into an area he makes a lair and stores his collection in it. He almost never fights unless someone damages his collection.
Character's occupation: Collector
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can read and write.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is unusually quick, and because he likes to collect things he can identify most objects.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears damage to his collection
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Drake sees smoke coming from his lair's direction. He hurries to it, fearing damage to his collection. When he gets there he sees raiders tears apart his collection and taking the valuables. Taking out a knife, he moved very quickly and cuts one of the raiders down. He rushes to the next, injuring him, but falls to the ground when another of them shoots a crossbow at him, hitting him right in the back. Drake's pain sensors send him messages of agony as he immediately shuts down to begin self-repair procedures.
When Drake wakes up he immediately rushes to his collection, trying to salvage anything from the wreckage. He howls in pain from both the arrow in his back and the wreck what was once his collection. He suddenly starts babbling. "How much is the salary? Come on mom, why can't I? Hey, get back here and pay for that! Let me see your gun license....."
Right, well I'm done here. Goodbye for now. Maybe I'll be back in a few months or more if Year 2065 isn't dead. I'm not needed here.
Just got back annnnnnnnnnnnnnd.....let the sadness ensue. It's been good, Cody. I wish you the best in your travels, and your crazy Cody adventures. Remember that you're always welcome here, dead or not.
-Minecraft account name: JP03246
-Country of residence and time zone: United States of America; Time zone: CST (Central standard time)
-Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: In my opinion role playing is suppose to be fun but serious at the same time. If your role playing, you have to always stay in character no matter what happens. You have a specific role and you must fulfill that role until your job as that rule is over.
-What is your reason for applying to this server?: My reason on applying for this server is it looks like a fun environment and very well put together. I love the story line and the timeline was very detailed which caught my attention. I really like the idea of having war and ruined earth theme and I would love to start playing here.
-Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have not been banned on here considering I have never played but, I have never been banned on any other server either. I am a trustworthy player and I will not break any of the rules listed. I plan to play here for as long as possible and I will follow all rules no matter what.
-Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I do agree with the rules they are reasonable and I will follow them. The lore is what actually caught my attention and made me want to apply so I agree with it highly and I think it was excellent.
-Will you use the server's official texture pack?: I will indeed use the server’s texture pack because I would like to see how the staff/owner intended us to see the server and what you recommend us to see in order to make our experience even more enjoyable.
-Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being reasonable about role play to other players and giving them a fair chance to play.
-Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using knowledge not know by the character in RP
In Character
-Character name: Luke
-Your character's story so far: To start off with his life his family lived on the run and they were murdered by a group raiders. He lost his mother, father, and his older sister. My character was wounded in the leg by a raider but thought he had murdered him; Luke let the raider take his valuables. The one thing he kept hidden was his gold ring his mom gave him when he was only 12 years of age. When this murder took place he was only 13 years old and he lay there wounded in the leg, he knew he had to do something, so he crawled to the nearest building (or at least what was left of a store after the nuclear war) and found and medical supplies he could and treated his leg. He stayed there for 13 days before being able to walk. After that day he spent time looting anything he could find and killing anyone he saw that made him suspicious and became aggressive and never trusted anyone. Now at age of 17 he met a man named Keath Arva Thorns he was the age of 32 and for some odd reason Luke trusted Keath. Harmony was upon the two until they met a young man named August he never revealed his name but they knew it because they read it off his beaded necklace that he had hanging out of his tattered shirt and his age is 19. Luke and Keath were very trustworthy to each other but August would not be very open with the two but they knew they needed August to be strong and August was a strong aspect to the group and that is where we leave off.
-Does or did your character have any companions or family?: He did have a family consisting of a mother, father, and sister which was his major loss. And he has 2 companions named Keath Arva Throns;32, and August;19
-How old is your character? He is 17 years old
-Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Blue eyes, gold ring on a necklace, brown bandana around his lower face brown hair.
-How does your character act?: He is aggressive he doesn’t care about anything after the death of his family. He will be suspicious when he will see someone he always observes the situation very closely and thinks what could happen. He is very good with close combat and will always be the first to run into battle
-Character's occupation: No actual job but he is good at communicating and is good at negotiating with people.
-Does your character have an education? (Read or write) No He was born in the world of anarchy but he has an education from his parents and learned from their experiences of getting out of bad situations.
-Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is skilled at close combat, communicating, negotiating, running, observing, and just fighting in general.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The only thing he fears is his dreams of his family dying that night and being betrayed.
-Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): I was walking the ruins of what I was told used to be New York city when we heard the noise that scares all wonderers, the sound of a group of raiders. When I locked eyes with one I knew this night would ruin things for ever. We ran and ran until we couldn’t I was running so hard I couldn’t breathe the dryness in my lungs made my through dry up and I didn’t realize the arrow penetrating through my thigh. I fell instantly as a arrow blew past my head. I lay still not being able to take in air and loosing blood fast. I saw a familiar face fall right next to mine. My father with a arrow in the back of his head the tear came instantly I couldn’t find the will to breath any more I wanted to die when the rest of my family fell to the ground lifeless. When the raiders finished searching my family for valuables they took mine and I lay there acting dead trying to hold in the burning tears that were now stinging my eyes. After the raiders left I let it out I found one small breath and I knew I needed to find shelter. Taking one last glance at my family I crawled away. Each grasp pulling my body forward to the abandoned and ruined hospital I looked in a closet marked as medical needs. I opened it and crawled in, I knew I couldn’t reach the cabinet unless I stood. I pulled every last bit of strength left in my body and I stood, gasping for air trembling I yelled at the streaking pain going down my whole leg and up to my stomach I ached I grabbed a disinfectant syringe and a bandage. I couldn’t take the pain I collapsed when I woke I found myself passed out in a medical closet. The burning sense in my eyes came back as I realized it wasn’t a dream I ignored the night before and knew I would need to save myself the arrow still protruding out of my leg I gripped the arrow and tightened my grip. I pulled and pulled ignoring the excruciating pain in my leg but I knew if I didn’t get it out I would never pull again and my heart would stop and id be dinner for the mutants. I could feel the arrow head jolt and the arrow came out blood instantly poured I covered it in all the paper towels I had in my backpack. I could feel my vision blur my eyes roll back but I stopped myself I forced pressure on the wound which just made my leg feel more pain and I quickly uncapped the disinfectant syringe and stuck in in the wound and shot in the fluids and it burned and I could feel the burn so much it made my eyes water I was only 13 when doing this and I cried I took out needle and thread and I stitched up the wound from where the once protruding arrow used to be and after I stitched it up I but the bandage wrap around it and I cried and cried knowing I would never see my parents or sister again. I couldn’t even breath because of all the crying I have done and had no air in me I passed out when I woke I knew I have been here for 2 days now and I would start walking on my leg now if I wanted to ever walk again I would need to get used to the pain and get the strength back in my leg the first 5 attempts I just felt a stinging sensation in my leg and I would collapse and feel woozy and close to passing out but I knew I would need to keep trying it took me 4 days to start walking normally. On the 13th day when I knew my leg was ready I set out alone… not daring to look 40 yards back to see my dead family I walked forward and let that burning in my eyes fade and I was now a man at the age of 13 I was a man. I walked and I felt no more pain I couldn’t afford to feel it.
-Anything else to add?: I really hope I can be accepted into your RP server it looks like a very fun server and I would like to get involved with the server and its community I look forward to a reply and I thank you for your time. Accept my application would you kindly?
-Provide an image of your character's skin:
I don't know if the image is showing but if its not I can send it over Skype it would not let me send the image of the skin it didn't transfer with the copy and paste. ThanksOut of Character
-Minecraft account name: JP03246
-Country of residence and time zone: United States of America; Time zone: CST (Central standard time)
-Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: In my opinion role playing is suppose to be fun but serious at the same time. If your role playing, you have to always stay in character no matter what happens. You have a specific role and you must fulfill that role until your job as that rule is over.
-What is your reason for applying to this server?: My reason on applying for this server is it looks like a fun environment and very well put together. I love the story line and the timeline was very detailed which caught my attention. I really like the idea of having war and ruined earth theme and I would love to start playing here.
-Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have not been banned on here considering I have never played but, I have never been banned on any other server either. I am a trustworthy player and I will not break any of the rules listed. I plan to play here for as long as possible and I will follow all rules no matter what.
-Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I do agree with the rules they are reasonable and I will follow them. The lore is what actually caught my attention and made me want to apply so I agree with it highly and I think it was excellent.
-Will you use the server's official texture pack?: I will indeed use the server’s texture pack because I would like to see how the staff/owner intended us to see the server and what you recommend us to see in order to make our experience even more enjoyable.
-Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being reasonable about role play to other players and giving them a fair chance to play.
-Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using knowledge not know by the character in RP
In Character
-Character name: Luke
-Your character's story so far: To start off with his life his family lived on the run and they were murdered by a group raiders. He lost his mother, father, and his older sister. My character was wounded in the leg by a raider but thought he had murdered him; Luke let the raider take his valuables. The one thing he kept hidden was his gold ring his mom gave him when he was only 12 years of age. When this murder took place he was only 13 years old and he lay there wounded in the leg, he knew he had to do something, so he crawled to the nearest building (or at least what was left of a store after the nuclear war) and found and medical supplies he could and treated his leg. He stayed there for 13 days before being able to walk. After that day he spent time looting anything he could find and killing anyone he saw that made him suspicious and became aggressive and never trusted anyone. Now at age of 17 he met a man named Keath Arva Thorns he was the age of 32 and for some odd reason Luke trusted Keath. Harmony was upon the two until they met a young man named August he never revealed his name but they knew it because they read it off his beaded necklace that he had hanging out of his tattered shirt and his age is 19. Luke and Keath were very trustworthy to each other but August would not be very open with the two but they knew they needed August to be strong and August was a strong aspect to the group and that is where we leave off.
-Does or did your character have any companions or family?: He did have a family consisting of a mother, father, and sister which was his major loss. And he has 2 companions named Keath Arva Throns;32, and August;19
-How old is your character? He is 17 years old
-Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Blue eyes, gold ring on a necklace, brown bandana around his lower face brown hair.
-How does your character act?: He is aggressive he doesn’t care about anything after the death of his family. He will be suspicious when he will see someone he always observes the situation very closely and thinks what could happen. He is very good with close combat and will always be the first to run into battle
-Character's occupation: No actual job but he is good at communicating and is good at negotiating with people.
-Does your character have an education? (Read or write) No He was born in the world of anarchy but he has an education from his parents and learned from their experiences of getting out of bad situations.
-Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is skilled at close combat, communicating, negotiating, running, observing, and just fighting in general.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The only thing he fears is his dreams of his family dying that night and being betrayed.
-Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): I was walking the ruins of what I was told used to be New York city when we heard the noise that scares all wonderers, the sound of a group of raiders. When I locked eyes with one I knew this night would ruin things for ever. We ran and ran until we couldn’t I was running so hard I couldn’t breathe the dryness in my lungs made my through dry up and I didn’t realize the arrow penetrating through my thigh. I fell instantly as a arrow blew past my head. I lay still not being able to take in air and loosing blood fast. I saw a familiar face fall right next to mine. My father with a arrow in the back of his head the tear came instantly I couldn’t find the will to breath any more I wanted to die when the rest of my family fell to the ground lifeless. When the raiders finished searching my family for valuables they took mine and I lay there acting dead trying to hold in the burning tears that were now stinging my eyes. After the raiders left I let it out I found one small breath and I knew I needed to find shelter. Taking one last glance at my family I crawled away. Each grasp pulling my body forward to the abandoned and ruined hospital I looked in a closet marked as medical needs. I opened it and crawled in, I knew I couldn’t reach the cabinet unless I stood. I pulled every last bit of strength left in my body and I stood, gasping for air trembling I yelled at the streaking pain going down my whole leg and up to my stomach I ached I grabbed a disinfectant syringe and a bandage. I couldn’t take the pain I collapsed when I woke I found myself passed out in a medical closet. The burning sense in my eyes came back as I realized it wasn’t a dream I ignored the night before and knew I would need to save myself the arrow still protruding out of my leg I gripped the arrow and tightened my grip. I pulled and pulled ignoring the excruciating pain in my leg but I knew if I didn’t get it out I would never pull again and my heart would stop and id be dinner for the mutants. I could feel the arrow head jolt and the arrow came out blood instantly poured I covered it in all the paper towels I had in my backpack. I could feel my vision blur my eyes roll back but I stopped myself I forced pressure on the wound which just made my leg feel more pain and I quickly uncapped the disinfectant syringe and stuck in in the wound and shot in the fluids and it burned and I could feel the burn so much it made my eyes water I was only 13 when doing this and I cried I took out needle and thread and I stitched up the wound from where the once protruding arrow used to be and after I stitched it up I but the bandage wrap around it and I cried and cried knowing I would never see my parents or sister again. I couldn’t even breath because of all the crying I have done and had no air in me I passed out when I woke I knew I have been here for 2 days now and I would start walking on my leg now if I wanted to ever walk again I would need to get used to the pain and get the strength back in my leg the first 5 attempts I just felt a stinging sensation in my leg and I would collapse and feel woozy and close to passing out but I knew I would need to keep trying it took me 4 days to start walking normally. On the 13th day when I knew my leg was ready I set out alone… not daring to look 40 yards back to see my dead family I walked forward and let that burning in my eyes fade and I was now a man at the age of 13 I was a man. I walked and I felt no more pain I couldn’t afford to feel it.
-Anything else to add?: I really hope I can be accepted into your RP server it looks like a very fun server and I would like to get involved with the server and its community I look forward to a reply and I thank you for your time. Accept my application would you kindly?
-Provide an image of your character's skin:
I don't know if the image of the skin is showing but if its not I can send it over Skype It is showing it didn't transfer over when I copied and pasted this from Word. Thanks
Minecraft account name: AG_Knight
Country of residence and time zone: America, UTC-5, Eastern Time Zone
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role-playing is beyond taking the role of someone else. Role-playing is becoming part of a dynamic community in a different world. I have fairly extensive experience, about five or six months, on the server From Ashes, and about a month on the server Tales of Camelot.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I have not seen a good RP server that is post-apocalyptic since the days of From Ashes.
Have you been banned before, if so why? I have never been banned.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Of course, the rules are quite lenient. Would you kindly add me to this server? I would highly appreciate it.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? I am quite comfortable with the Last Days TP, I enjoy using it, so I will.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Powergaming is the act of being able to easily overpower a player without seeming to break a sweat. For example,
Player A: *Grabs Player B’s character, slams him into the floor, breaking his spine and killing him instantly. Player A’s character brushes off his shoulders, and says, “Easy as cake.”*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is when a character has knowledge that s/he should not be able to know, such as an in-game death. For example,
Player B was doomed to fall by Player C (About 500 blocks away from Player A)
Player A: Huh. Player B just died. Looks like I don’t have to worry about him any longer.
In Character
Character name: Nicole (Nicky) Angelo
Your character's story so far: Nicole has traveled far and wide across the wastes of the southwest, and has seen many things that no person should need to see. She was born in the big city of New York, and grew up in the area. Her father was neither alcoholic nor a stoner, yet he was abusive all the same for reasons unknown to her. Nicole grew to the ripe age of 16, being toughened up through her childhood. Somehow, her mother was able to sweet-talk a family friend, around the time of extreme paranoia, a high-up in special preservation facilities, was able to secure a preservation cell for Nicole. She was put under, and woke up in the year 2065, confused and alone.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Nicole had friends and somewhat hostile family growing up, but she has been unable to find any of either in the chaotic post-apocalyptic world.
How old is your character? Nicole is technically about 43 years old, but due to preservation she is actually sixteen.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Nicole is of average height and weight, with quite long blond hair. She has been described as quite attractive, and has striking orange eyes.
How does your character act? Nicole tends to be fairly laid back in most matters, but when matters get serious she becomes more collected. However, she can crack fairly easily if her attentions become divided. She isn’t very modest, but isn’t too proud. She is well aware of her beauty, and if she is in need of something, she will use this to her advantage.
Character's occupation: Nicole has no specialized skills, but she can be handy with simple tasks, and is fairly strong, at least for a female of her age.
Does your character have an education? Nicole can read and write enough to get her point across, but has no real poetic skill. She forged through high school with average grades, never getting lower than a C but no higher than a B.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Nicole has no truly incredible talents or special skills, but can be used for simple tasks, and is somewhat strong for her form and gender.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Nicole has a phobia of belts, which always make her flashback to her days of being beaten by her father. She also hates being alone, and is quite fearful of the dark.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*Nicole falls to her knees, grasping at her arm.*
N: Dad! What is WRONG with you! *Her father shouts incoherently, and she takes the belt across her face. She falls to the floor, with blood dripping where she bit her cheek from the shock. She groans in pain, spitting a bit of blood on the cheap carpet. Her chest makes a hollow thump when the heavy boot meets her ribcage on the side.* Wh-why do you…why do you do this to me? *Her father offers no response, only breathing quietly.* I don…don’t get it. Wha’ does thi’ gain you? *Her words have started to slur some from the blood filling her mouth. She sucks in some air, still smarting from the blow to her ribs. Her father crosses his arms.*
Her father: That’s enough for tonight, then.
Anything else to add? I’m very excited to start playing!
Provide an image of your character's skin: http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/jumpsuit-chick/
Denied. Expand more on your backstory, maybe go into more detail with this, "Nicole is technically about 43 years old, but due to preservation she is actually sixteen." a little more?
Sorry about that, should be up and running now.
Accepted.
Decent, Accepted.
Accepted.
Denied. Expand on your RP example.I'll be on later to change names of the people I accepted.
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jay Prestons
Your character's story so far: James Murdoc was the name his foster parents gave to him, but he never grew fond of it. James has never met his parents, he didn't even know their names. He worked along his two foster parents in an unsuccessful wheat farm, in the far west region of America. James left home when the farm went under and his "loving" parents moved away, leaving him behind. He tried as many trades as he could take on, for he had a lust for wealth. On one of his travels he met a man, who called himself Dan Blitz, he was a well established oil tycoon. Retired, and now waiting for death, he taught James how he earned his riches, through betrayal and manipulation. When Dan finally died, James inheritied a tenth of his wealth, changed his name, and sailed to Europe. In the east he created an empire when everyone else was fleeing for their lives and turning into savages. Now, after all that time, Jay is considered one of the powerful players of the Wastes.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Parents gave him up at a very young age, foster parents left him when they ran into financial problems.
How old is your character? 48.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Has short grayed hair, it seems as if it is trimmed almost daily. His finger nails are chewed to the brim, a sign of stress. Wears old ragged pre-wear clothing.
How does your character act? Tries to act educated, tends to speak down upon the people around him, as if he is better.
Character's occupation: Faction leader.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He doesn't have some fancy education from some university, he attended some no-name school before he left for Europe, but he never finished. Is able to read and write, but most of his writing seems as if it is done by someone else.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Nothing out of the normal, very organized, a little OCD.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He has a habit of making up lies, to make himself seem better than what he really is. Jay fears that one day his entire story will fall apart.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Jay coughed into a loose brown rag in his left hand, he folded it up three time and placed it into his pocket. "Yes... I-- I completely agree." In front of him, a large man with a dark complexion sat in a plush leather seat, sliding one of his hands up and down the chair. "So you'll do it then?" The man said quickly. James stopped for just a moment before answering, there was a stutter in his response.
Jay then quickly left the man and headed to his home, he opened the door and waited for just a second. Jay closed the door and looked at a small cupboard in the center of the room, he took a small silver from his pocket and placed it into the slit of the drawer. Inside was a metal pistol, with the initial J. M inscribed on it. Jay took it out, checked the ammo, and then cocked it back.
Anything else to add? I can't spell anything correctly.
Provide an image of your character's skin: Meh, skin I downloaded no longer exists. Check character features.
Server seems to be doing pretty well lately, though I do admit it was little dead prior. For you, I did tell Quinn and Flee about your readmittance to the staff, you are always able to message them on the forums if you have any questions regarding that.
Accepted.
Out of Character
Minecraft account name: PandaPudding
Country of residence and time zone: America, EST
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplay in my opinion is where you unravel a story, with you and your friends the authors. You get to write a little history, and have fun while doing it. Characters need balance for it to be a good story though. I used to play on The Dark Roads RP, Kingdom of Arithonia RP, Irilath, all MC servers. I've also RP'd in other games as well.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I want to find a new Rp server to play on again, and I love serious RP when it's balanced and people are good at it.
Have you been banned before, if so why? A few times because of bullcrap on vanilla servers. One-sided admins and the such. Other than that, no bans.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I like the lore. It leads up to the title itself very well, and it was well explained. The rules are good, and balanced.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes. I plan to download it as soon as when I'm accepted.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:power gaming is when a player basically preforms an action in an Rp fight with the intention that the hit will land, regardless of situations that are present. This could also go for a thief pickpocketing someone.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is when a player knows of an event OOC and uses it to their advantage in Rp. Such things like what a certain player said or what happened in the house nextdoor without being there.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Carter Mason
Your character's story so far: Carter was apart of a small village's defense force. They numbered in the 20's, with four defenders. He was the second in charge, or deputy. The other 16 were anything from builders to ranchers, harvesting meat from the small Xig herd. One day, him and the captain were on night duty when a small group of raiders starts an attack on the village. Carter and the captain jump in, using some sharpened rusty swords they found in an old house on the walls. The captain was knocked out, and Carter made a decision that he still regrets, he ran. He feels responsible for the death of his captain and his other friends, and doesn't know if any survived. He's been traveling for a while now, and hopes to find a place where he can atone for his cowardliness.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Yes, but they died when he was seventeen.
How old is your character? 43 years.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Carter has brown hair, and blue eyes. He wears his favorite red sweater that he had on that day he ran, old weathered blue jeans he found in the same house as the swords, and old beaten leather boots made from when regular cows were around.
How does your character act? Carter is usually content and willing to help with anything, and likes to help his community. He wants to make up for his past deeds by never leaving anyone to die on purpose ever again. Seeing anyone abandoned makes him feel sympathetic for the victim, and anger towards the person responsible.
Character's occupation: Anything from a miner to an armed guard. He hates being outside for long times though, so he prefers to work underground or in a building.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) A little bit of reading, writing, and math he got out of old elementary and middle school books they found in an old school complex.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is good at taking a hit from having to deal with raiders from time to time. Other than that, he has good muscle tone, so he is strong enough to be a full time laborer.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears drowning, and hates people that make the same mistake he did and abandons their friends.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):"Carter falls to the ground hard after taking an unexpected knife stab to the back. He coughs up a bit of blood, the knife being in deep. He slowly tries to rise to his knees, cringing from the knife still cutting into his back as he tries to move. His assailant looks to him, a thuggish looking man with black hair. He takes out the knife, and Carter winces from the added pain and blood that's pouring out of his back. The fiend stabs him again in the same place, making the pain feel new all over again. He loses his breath from the stab, but doesn't fall unconcious. The raider makes one false move, he steps back and brags about how weak Carter is. In that moment, Carter endures the pain, picks up a rock, and tackles his assailant. He starts to bash his face in until he stops breathing, blood gushing out. Carter gets back onto his knees a few feet away from the raider, and proceeds to take the knife out of his back carefully, and then pass out. "
Anything else to add? Nothing....well....maybe.....would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Accepted.
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Drake
Your character's story so far:
The IntraCorp scientists walk down the corridor. "We need more test subjects." "Yes, but we need the right ones. We need test subjects that are responsive to the tests, and only the most desperate apply for the test subject position. Are there any good test subjects among the applicants?" "What about applicant number 1023? He demonstrates the traits of a good test subject." "Hmm. Pull up his data file" The scientists enter a room crowded with huge computers and data vaults. One of them goes to a computer and pulls up the data file. "His name is Drake. An orphan on the streets. Hes 18. The orphanage kicked him out when he was 16. None of the gangs will take him. Hes very desperate, and perfect as a test subject." "Perfect, lets take him."
Drake looks around. He has been accepted as a test subject. He doesn't want to do it, but its either that or starve. No one will take him for a job, and none of the street gangs will take him either. He is on his way to an IntraCorp facility deep underground, in a steel elevator.
"We must perform the entree tests to make sure." "Very well."
Drake enters a white room, in front of him are 2 doors. A speaker blares out instructions. "Drake, beyond these doors are a series of tests. If you pass, you will become a test subject. Good luck." Drake goes through the left door, entering a large maze. He goes into it.
"How did he do?" "Pretty good. He almost panicked at the snake pit though." "Good for him he didn't. If he had, he'd be dead by now."
Drake enters a light less, completely black room. "Alright Drake, time for the real test. We're going to release some gases into the air in the room. It should be harmless. We just want to see how you respond." Drake can't see the gases, but he can tell that they're there. He feels different somehow. Not worse, not better, just different.
"How did he respond to the radiation?" "We can't tell." "What!?" "There wasn't any evident mutation." "Put him through the obstacle course."
Drake enters the long hallway. It is obvious what they want him to do. Mud pits, walls, and more block his path. He starts before the speaker tells him what hes supposed to do.
"Alright, how did he do." "He went through it extremely fast. Hes faster now, and there might be some brain mutation. He isn't as hesitant now. He started before instructed to."
Drake enters the black room again. He notices in surprise that its lit up now. He looks around, but sees no lights. He realizes that its him, but also realizes that he doesn't care.
"Anything new?" "Definitely brain change. He can now see in the dark, and he knows it. But he doesn't care." "Hmm. Its time to send him on an assignment."
Drake looks at his orders. He is to steal some important documents from level -17. He might as well get on with it. He steps out of the elevator.
"How did he do?" "A staff member saw him. Drake throttled him." "What! Definitely brain change. Hes useless like that. We should perform the cyborg experiment on him and through him into level -106." "Alright."
Drake lies strapped to the table. He strains against the straps but cannot break free. The surgeons come in. They give him an injection and he fades.
Drake awakes in total pain. He screams in agony. He looks around, seeing that he is in a cell. He notices a light source coming from his chest. He looks at a mirror hanging on the wall. He looks like a robot. He realizes what they have done to him. His vision turns red as he rages.
Drake wakes up from his shut-down. "Has the shipment arrived?" He asks the wall. "Good. I want it at the drop-off point by midnight. If it isn't, your both going to be disposed of." "Uncle, is it harvest time yet?" "I'll take that shotgun on the wall and 5 magazines of ammo." "This is a robbery!" "Can we go to the candy store?" Drake babbles to himself, lost to his own insane fantasies.
One day Drake awakes to an alarm and notices that his cell door is open. He goes through the elevator to level one, dimly remembering that the alarm means an emergency and that if he doesn't get out of the facility in 40 minutes, hes stuck inside forever. He runs to the surface entrance through the abandoned corridors, throwing himself through the lock down gates just as it shuts. He looks at the blown up moon and says,"Gee, they sure changed things while Ive been away."
Does or did your character have any companions or family? No
How old is your character? 53
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
He looks like an IntraCorp robot covered in glowing blue lights.
How does your character act?
Drake is extremely insane. He would be dead right now if not due to his robotic body. He does seemingly random and useless things, but there's one thing that he always does. he collects things, from trash to treasure. If he moves into an area he makes a lair and stores his collection in it. He almost never fights unless someone damages his collection.
Character's occupation: Collector
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can read and write.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is unusually quick, and because he likes to collect things he can identify most objects.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears damage to his collection
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Drake sees smoke coming from his lair's direction. He hurries to it, fearing damage to his collection. When he gets there he sees raiders tears apart his collection and taking the valuables. Taking out a knife, he moved very quickly and cuts one of the raiders down. He rushes to the next, injuring him, but falls to the ground when another of them shoots a crossbow at him, hitting him right in the back. Drake's pain sensors send him messages of agony as he immediately shuts down to begin self-repair procedures.
When Drake wakes up he immediately rushes to his collection, trying to salvage anything from the wreckage. He howls in pain from both the arrow in his back and the wreck what was once his collection. He suddenly starts babbling. "How much is the salary? Come on mom, why can't I? Hey, get back here and pay for that! Let me see your gun license....."
Anything else to add? Would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin:http://www.minecraft...1491509/cyborg/
Just got back annnnnnnnnnnnnnd.....let the sadness ensue. It's been good, Cody. I wish you the best in your travels, and your crazy Cody adventures. Remember that you're always welcome here, dead or not.
It's been great role-playing with you, as Sebastian and all, good luck and I hope to see you soon, Cody.
Cody's going on an adventure, tinkl died. Again.
And I hear it's been dead here.
I hope you people stayed out of my house.
People say Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder. So let's cut that eye open right now, gimme a knife.
Accepted
Just dont make him OverPowered
-Minecraft account name: JP03246
-Country of residence and time zone: United States of America; Time zone: CST (Central standard time)
-Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: In my opinion role playing is suppose to be fun but serious at the same time. If your role playing, you have to always stay in character no matter what happens. You have a specific role and you must fulfill that role until your job as that rule is over.
-What is your reason for applying to this server?: My reason on applying for this server is it looks like a fun environment and very well put together. I love the story line and the timeline was very detailed which caught my attention. I really like the idea of having war and ruined earth theme and I would love to start playing here.
-Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have not been banned on here considering I have never played but, I have never been banned on any other server either. I am a trustworthy player and I will not break any of the rules listed. I plan to play here for as long as possible and I will follow all rules no matter what.
-Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I do agree with the rules they are reasonable and I will follow them. The lore is what actually caught my attention and made me want to apply so I agree with it highly and I think it was excellent.
-Will you use the server's official texture pack?: I will indeed use the server’s texture pack because I would like to see how the staff/owner intended us to see the server and what you recommend us to see in order to make our experience even more enjoyable.
-Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being reasonable about role play to other players and giving them a fair chance to play.
-Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using knowledge not know by the character in RP
In Character
-Character name: Luke
-Your character's story so far: To start off with his life his family lived on the run and they were murdered by a group raiders. He lost his mother, father, and his older sister. My character was wounded in the leg by a raider but thought he had murdered him; Luke let the raider take his valuables. The one thing he kept hidden was his gold ring his mom gave him when he was only 12 years of age. When this murder took place he was only 13 years old and he lay there wounded in the leg, he knew he had to do something, so he crawled to the nearest building (or at least what was left of a store after the nuclear war) and found and medical supplies he could and treated his leg. He stayed there for 13 days before being able to walk. After that day he spent time looting anything he could find and killing anyone he saw that made him suspicious and became aggressive and never trusted anyone. Now at age of 17 he met a man named Keath Arva Thorns he was the age of 32 and for some odd reason Luke trusted Keath. Harmony was upon the two until they met a young man named August he never revealed his name but they knew it because they read it off his beaded necklace that he had hanging out of his tattered shirt and his age is 19. Luke and Keath were very trustworthy to each other but August would not be very open with the two but they knew they needed August to be strong and August was a strong aspect to the group and that is where we leave off.
-Does or did your character have any companions or family?: He did have a family consisting of a mother, father, and sister which was his major loss. And he has 2 companions named Keath Arva Throns;32, and August;19
-How old is your character? He is 17 years old
-Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Blue eyes, gold ring on a necklace, brown bandana around his lower face brown hair.
-How does your character act?: He is aggressive he doesn’t care about anything after the death of his family. He will be suspicious when he will see someone he always observes the situation very closely and thinks what could happen. He is very good with close combat and will always be the first to run into battle
-Character's occupation: No actual job but he is good at communicating and is good at negotiating with people.
-Does your character have an education? (Read or write) No He was born in the world of anarchy but he has an education from his parents and learned from their experiences of getting out of bad situations.
-Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is skilled at close combat, communicating, negotiating, running, observing, and just fighting in general.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The only thing he fears is his dreams of his family dying that night and being betrayed.
-Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): I was walking the ruins of what I was told used to be New York city when we heard the noise that scares all wonderers, the sound of a group of raiders. When I locked eyes with one I knew this night would ruin things for ever. We ran and ran until we couldn’t I was running so hard I couldn’t breathe the dryness in my lungs made my through dry up and I didn’t realize the arrow penetrating through my thigh. I fell instantly as a arrow blew past my head. I lay still not being able to take in air and loosing blood fast. I saw a familiar face fall right next to mine. My father with a arrow in the back of his head the tear came instantly I couldn’t find the will to breath any more I wanted to die when the rest of my family fell to the ground lifeless. When the raiders finished searching my family for valuables they took mine and I lay there acting dead trying to hold in the burning tears that were now stinging my eyes. After the raiders left I let it out I found one small breath and I knew I needed to find shelter. Taking one last glance at my family I crawled away. Each grasp pulling my body forward to the abandoned and ruined hospital I looked in a closet marked as medical needs. I opened it and crawled in, I knew I couldn’t reach the cabinet unless I stood. I pulled every last bit of strength left in my body and I stood, gasping for air trembling I yelled at the streaking pain going down my whole leg and up to my stomach I ached I grabbed a disinfectant syringe and a bandage. I couldn’t take the pain I collapsed when I woke I found myself passed out in a medical closet. The burning sense in my eyes came back as I realized it wasn’t a dream I ignored the night before and knew I would need to save myself the arrow still protruding out of my leg I gripped the arrow and tightened my grip. I pulled and pulled ignoring the excruciating pain in my leg but I knew if I didn’t get it out I would never pull again and my heart would stop and id be dinner for the mutants. I could feel the arrow head jolt and the arrow came out blood instantly poured I covered it in all the paper towels I had in my backpack. I could feel my vision blur my eyes roll back but I stopped myself I forced pressure on the wound which just made my leg feel more pain and I quickly uncapped the disinfectant syringe and stuck in in the wound and shot in the fluids and it burned and I could feel the burn so much it made my eyes water I was only 13 when doing this and I cried I took out needle and thread and I stitched up the wound from where the once protruding arrow used to be and after I stitched it up I but the bandage wrap around it and I cried and cried knowing I would never see my parents or sister again. I couldn’t even breath because of all the crying I have done and had no air in me I passed out when I woke I knew I have been here for 2 days now and I would start walking on my leg now if I wanted to ever walk again I would need to get used to the pain and get the strength back in my leg the first 5 attempts I just felt a stinging sensation in my leg and I would collapse and feel woozy and close to passing out but I knew I would need to keep trying it took me 4 days to start walking normally. On the 13th day when I knew my leg was ready I set out alone… not daring to look 40 yards back to see my dead family I walked forward and let that burning in my eyes fade and I was now a man at the age of 13 I was a man. I walked and I felt no more pain I couldn’t afford to feel it.
-Anything else to add?: I really hope I can be accepted into your RP server it looks like a very fun server and I would like to get involved with the server and its community I look forward to a reply and I thank you for your time. Accept my application would you kindly?
-Provide an image of your character's skin:
I don't know if the image is showing but if its not I can send it over Skype it would not let me send the image of the skin it didn't transfer with the copy and paste. ThanksOut of Character
-Minecraft account name: JP03246
-Country of residence and time zone: United States of America; Time zone: CST (Central standard time)
-Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: In my opinion role playing is suppose to be fun but serious at the same time. If your role playing, you have to always stay in character no matter what happens. You have a specific role and you must fulfill that role until your job as that rule is over.
-What is your reason for applying to this server?: My reason on applying for this server is it looks like a fun environment and very well put together. I love the story line and the timeline was very detailed which caught my attention. I really like the idea of having war and ruined earth theme and I would love to start playing here.
-Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have not been banned on here considering I have never played but, I have never been banned on any other server either. I am a trustworthy player and I will not break any of the rules listed. I plan to play here for as long as possible and I will follow all rules no matter what.
-Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I do agree with the rules they are reasonable and I will follow them. The lore is what actually caught my attention and made me want to apply so I agree with it highly and I think it was excellent.
-Will you use the server's official texture pack?: I will indeed use the server’s texture pack because I would like to see how the staff/owner intended us to see the server and what you recommend us to see in order to make our experience even more enjoyable.
-Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being reasonable about role play to other players and giving them a fair chance to play.
-Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using knowledge not know by the character in RP
In Character
-Character name: Luke
-Your character's story so far: To start off with his life his family lived on the run and they were murdered by a group raiders. He lost his mother, father, and his older sister. My character was wounded in the leg by a raider but thought he had murdered him; Luke let the raider take his valuables. The one thing he kept hidden was his gold ring his mom gave him when he was only 12 years of age. When this murder took place he was only 13 years old and he lay there wounded in the leg, he knew he had to do something, so he crawled to the nearest building (or at least what was left of a store after the nuclear war) and found and medical supplies he could and treated his leg. He stayed there for 13 days before being able to walk. After that day he spent time looting anything he could find and killing anyone he saw that made him suspicious and became aggressive and never trusted anyone. Now at age of 17 he met a man named Keath Arva Thorns he was the age of 32 and for some odd reason Luke trusted Keath. Harmony was upon the two until they met a young man named August he never revealed his name but they knew it because they read it off his beaded necklace that he had hanging out of his tattered shirt and his age is 19. Luke and Keath were very trustworthy to each other but August would not be very open with the two but they knew they needed August to be strong and August was a strong aspect to the group and that is where we leave off.
-Does or did your character have any companions or family?: He did have a family consisting of a mother, father, and sister which was his major loss. And he has 2 companions named Keath Arva Throns;32, and August;19
-How old is your character? He is 17 years old
-Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Blue eyes, gold ring on a necklace, brown bandana around his lower face brown hair.
-How does your character act?: He is aggressive he doesn’t care about anything after the death of his family. He will be suspicious when he will see someone he always observes the situation very closely and thinks what could happen. He is very good with close combat and will always be the first to run into battle
-Character's occupation: No actual job but he is good at communicating and is good at negotiating with people.
-Does your character have an education? (Read or write) No He was born in the world of anarchy but he has an education from his parents and learned from their experiences of getting out of bad situations.
-Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He is skilled at close combat, communicating, negotiating, running, observing, and just fighting in general.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The only thing he fears is his dreams of his family dying that night and being betrayed.
-Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): I was walking the ruins of what I was told used to be New York city when we heard the noise that scares all wonderers, the sound of a group of raiders. When I locked eyes with one I knew this night would ruin things for ever. We ran and ran until we couldn’t I was running so hard I couldn’t breathe the dryness in my lungs made my through dry up and I didn’t realize the arrow penetrating through my thigh. I fell instantly as a arrow blew past my head. I lay still not being able to take in air and loosing blood fast. I saw a familiar face fall right next to mine. My father with a arrow in the back of his head the tear came instantly I couldn’t find the will to breath any more I wanted to die when the rest of my family fell to the ground lifeless. When the raiders finished searching my family for valuables they took mine and I lay there acting dead trying to hold in the burning tears that were now stinging my eyes. After the raiders left I let it out I found one small breath and I knew I needed to find shelter. Taking one last glance at my family I crawled away. Each grasp pulling my body forward to the abandoned and ruined hospital I looked in a closet marked as medical needs. I opened it and crawled in, I knew I couldn’t reach the cabinet unless I stood. I pulled every last bit of strength left in my body and I stood, gasping for air trembling I yelled at the streaking pain going down my whole leg and up to my stomach I ached I grabbed a disinfectant syringe and a bandage. I couldn’t take the pain I collapsed when I woke I found myself passed out in a medical closet. The burning sense in my eyes came back as I realized it wasn’t a dream I ignored the night before and knew I would need to save myself the arrow still protruding out of my leg I gripped the arrow and tightened my grip. I pulled and pulled ignoring the excruciating pain in my leg but I knew if I didn’t get it out I would never pull again and my heart would stop and id be dinner for the mutants. I could feel the arrow head jolt and the arrow came out blood instantly poured I covered it in all the paper towels I had in my backpack. I could feel my vision blur my eyes roll back but I stopped myself I forced pressure on the wound which just made my leg feel more pain and I quickly uncapped the disinfectant syringe and stuck in in the wound and shot in the fluids and it burned and I could feel the burn so much it made my eyes water I was only 13 when doing this and I cried I took out needle and thread and I stitched up the wound from where the once protruding arrow used to be and after I stitched it up I but the bandage wrap around it and I cried and cried knowing I would never see my parents or sister again. I couldn’t even breath because of all the crying I have done and had no air in me I passed out when I woke I knew I have been here for 2 days now and I would start walking on my leg now if I wanted to ever walk again I would need to get used to the pain and get the strength back in my leg the first 5 attempts I just felt a stinging sensation in my leg and I would collapse and feel woozy and close to passing out but I knew I would need to keep trying it took me 4 days to start walking normally. On the 13th day when I knew my leg was ready I set out alone… not daring to look 40 yards back to see my dead family I walked forward and let that burning in my eyes fade and I was now a man at the age of 13 I was a man. I walked and I felt no more pain I couldn’t afford to feel it.
-Anything else to add?: I really hope I can be accepted into your RP server it looks like a very fun server and I would like to get involved with the server and its community I look forward to a reply and I thank you for your time. Accept my application would you kindly?
-Provide an image of your character's skin:
I don't know if the image of the skin is showing but if its not I can send it over Skype It is showing it didn't transfer over when I copied and pasted this from Word. Thanks