Do you mind leaving that to the whitelisters? We appreciate the help but you are confusing and cluttering our forum with reviews of other apps you have no authority of correcting or pointing out. We understand apps can be. . . hard to not rip apart, but keep this forum clean please.
I'm truly sorry for this. I know it was not my job and if I had anything to say about someones app I should have messaged them. Also when you have time please look over my app. Please forgive me for "ripping" on Magnums app, it was wrong and not my job.
I'm truly sorry for this. I know it was not my job and if I had anything to say about someones app I should have messaged them. Also when you have time please look over my app. Please forgive me for "ripping" on Magnums app, it was wrong and not my job.
It is fine, you can apply for a whitelister (we are open and need the help) but ya know. . . gotta keep things clear!
**Out of Character** IGN: zcdlatini Age: 15 How did you find us? I was there for the first SoOF and I was now informed of it being restarted What Roleplay experience do you have? 3/4 years of role-play. Servers include: Iron hearts, Caelion, Kiwike, SoOF. Also I have been on Second life, Servers include: Iron hearts. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using out-of-character info in in-character situations. Define Power-gaming in your words: Forcing actions, such as death, on other characters that are not your own. Define God-Modding in your words: Making a character undefeatable in RP, impervious to bullets and otherwise Did you join our website? Yes
**In Character** Name: Liana Kayton Nickname: "Books" Age: 22 Gender: Female Appearance: A light-brown skinned female of 5'6" with sky blue eyes. Her hair covers one eye and is a dark brown. Her appearance is rather skinny, enough to be mistaken as a boy and or considered a bit anorexic. She constantly wears the red Brotherhood robes, she isn't one to break from her "calling" as she says it. She usually talks very fast. Personality: Her personality is very quiet and techo-centric. She focuses on work 24/7 unless someone wishes to talk to her or do something with her, where she usually reluctantly agrees. If she has to relax, she would prefer doing it alone, although deep inside she does wish she could talk to people normally without being so awkward as she usually is in social situations. When it comes to moral decisions she does what she thinks is a benefit in the long run, for both her and the Brotherhood, She isn't one to have feelings for strangers. That being said, if you were to meet her then it would be a bit tough getting into her bubble of what is called friendship. Lastly she has a DEEP appreciation for music. Her favorite genre is classical, and she usually has a suitcase or some container full of tapes or disks. In-game RP example: (Rp'ed between myself and Wade) *it's about noon and a company of Paladins and Knights are headed down a dusty road, a few Scribes in the middle of them, the company armed with laser weaponry as a deterrent for any raiders* *Liana is with the rest of the scribes... but as always her head within a book. It's about dinosuars. She sometimes pushes her hair back a little with a yawn* *there would be a yell as something is tossed into the crowd, a Knight going to tackle her and shield her with his body* EEEEP! *She yelps as shes tackled, no really expecting something like that to happen.... Wouldn't people in full armour with energy weapons be enough to say. Don't mess with us?* *she would hear an explosion and feel a jostle from the Knight before he gets up and grabs his laser, starting to fire at the huge amount of raiders suddenly rushing at the ground* *She blinks at the large amount, looking around as she fumbles at her pistol to get loose. First order of business is to find cover* *there is a nearby shell of a car which a few soldiers are behind, a few bullets whizzing past her head and landing in the asphalt* *It's the closest thing to cover she can get, she makes the dash for it as she keeps fumbling to take the pistol out, which is a bit diffucult for her since shes running now* *raiders would fall to laser blasts as she runs, the fire focused on the Knights and Paladins, not her* *She sits against the car and sighs, taking aim insted of blindly firing, talking aloud to the soilders next to her* And we didn't see this coming how?! *the senior Paladin answers over the gunfire* We did, just not this many! Be thankful no one's died yet! *She fires off a shot when she has one in her sights* And what do we plan to do about this? How many are there? *the raider drops to the ground, dropping his grenade, which blows up his nearby companions, the Senior Paladin responding* Just keep shooting until they're gone, drugs don't make them invincible. *She nods and goes back to aiming, looking for the next target she can fire at* *there would still be tens of raiders in the open* *She lets off another shot towards a grouping, hoping atleast it'll hit one of them if it misses the other* *another is dropped, but now they start to focus squishier targets, namely, her* *She ducks down under the cover more noting a increase of bullets coming her way.* EEEP! *She tightens up a bit, biting her lip* *the cries of the raiders would start to quiet now, as most of them are being killed off* *She s ilently looks over the edge, aiming again, but more focused to see if anyones hurt considering the raiders are disppersing. If she was t ofire right now her aim would be a bit bad...* *she would just see the raiders retreating mostly, many corpses on the ground, the bodies of raiders littering the road, though there's a Knight and two Scribes also dead, killed by the shrapnel of the first grenade* *She bites her lip and looks around to make sure there are no mroe raiders before going to rush over to the bodies.... to make sure they are dead* *one scribe still seems alive, though he lacks a leg...not even medicine would save him at this time* *She sighs and shakes her head. No medical equipment around could disinfect the leg then get a bandag around it... she doesnt have any tools... She goes to sit beside him although and try to hold his hand* *she does, the poor man gasping for air as he looks up at her, trying to cling onto life* .... *She has sad eyes.... tearing eyes. But her expression is deadpan. She usually expresses her emotions through her eyes. She sighs and tries to say something to make things..... less frightening for him* Do you like stories? *he barely chokes out* I...I do... Well... My mother told me stories when I was sad.... She knew I liked them... Wanna hear one? *he nods slowly, growing pale from blood loss* Well before I came out on this field expierance she told me some things... and... I think it be important for you to hear them right now.... She said that if you see something that is... bad or... looks wrong... You should take a deep breath and say. I'm not scared anymore. That... you should think about the people that love you... how they care about you and everything.... And if that bad thing comes towards you you'll be ready... That you won't be scared anymore.... *he nods slowly, shutting his eyes and weakly saying* I'm not scared any more... *after he says that, his gasping breaths start to calm and his body goes limp, soul drifting out of his body* *She just holds onto the hand, looking towards the living squad, still deadpan but shedding tears. She expected this atleast.... Now that this happened.... She isn't very scared anymore* Background: Liana was born and raised in Lost Hills. She didn't have much trouble with people until the age of 6, where she just stopped having interest in play. To her in her mind it was a waste, after she began to appreciate the technology around her more. She grew up mostly on the idea that was made in her mind, Work only, not play. It separated her a lot more from her use to be friends. Later in life she was doing all nighter's and studying often, that lead her to getting the nickname Books for always having her head in one. She mainly studied on medical science, seeing as it is a lot more useful then others, even more to that her mother did the same. The idea of being a helper was the main focus to her, she'd rather be bandaging up people then doing the unsavory work of shooting one... and with her skill of penning up feelings she could deal with blood. She did have a small group of friends... and they didn't communicate much as all where very focused on work. That's why they became friends in the first place. When she either heard someone older died... she didn't very much care. It was the nature of life to her and her mother told to her to not be afraid of things... Which she thought meant bottle up her feelings mot of the time. With barely going away from her room, studies, and work, she developed no taste for fashion. She didn't care that her hair looked a bit nasty at times or that people often thought she was a rather skinny boy. When she was selected for field experience, to learn about new technology and how to use it, with the group of soldiers going to Utah she was more or less happy.... Get to learn more? Yay! Get to get sand in her boots? Boo.
They travel was more or less fun.... In her opinion it was the time of her life. It was different being outside. Unique. Whenever they rested she recorded some of her thoughts and observations inside her notebook. She bet her mother would love her tales when she gets back... At-least she hopes the tales she get will be fun. Soon, the group got to their destination. A bunker inside a hill. When they went in she quickly hurried in-front to get a look at the place... it gave her a nostalgic feel. First person she met there although was The Lord General Reynold Davin, him talking to them about how they won't stay long, that the mission is almost done. What mission? She asked that very question, being answered some family called the Nai have a way to genetically modify people. Well her medical science might pay off there... and yes it did. As he was showing them around he asked which one had medical experience. She was the only one. He explained about how she will need to work with who is coming with the information and how shes the most qualified... meanwhile she was barely listening. All she could think about how this escalated so quickly, how she suddenly became a leader of research. She slowly gets back to her mindset and hears his words.
"You seem like the most qualified here."
She gives a sigh through her head and nods, biting her lip saying back "I'll try my best Lord General."
It's frightening to her... it isn't that she can't do her best. She can. She's more worried if her best can make the cut.... Power up pipboy 3000
Power-gaming is slightly off, but I think this is acceptable.
**Out of Character** IGN: zcdlatini Age: 15 How did you find us? I was there for the first SoOF and I was now informed of it being restarted What Roleplay experience do you have? 3/4 years of role-play. Servers include: Iron hearts, Caelion, Kiwike, SoOF. Also I have been on Second life, Servers include: Iron hearts. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using out-of-character info in in-character situations. Define Power-gaming in your words: Forcing actions, such as death, on other characters that are not your own. Define God-Modding in your words: Making a character undefeatable in RP, impervious to bullets and otherwise Did you join our website? Yes
**In Character** Name: Liana Kayton Nickname: "Books" Age: 22 Gender: Female Appearance: A light-brown skinned female of 5'6" with sky blue eyes. Her hair covers one eye and is a dark brown. Her appearance is rather skinny, enough to be mistaken as a boy and or considered a bit anorexic. She constantly wears the red Brotherhood robes, she isn't one to break from her "calling" as she says it. She usually talks very fast. Personality: Her personality is very quiet and techo-centric. She focuses on work 24/7 unless someone wishes to talk to her or do something with her, where she usually reluctantly agrees. If she has to relax, she would prefer doing it alone, although deep inside she does wish she could talk to people normally without being so awkward as she usually is in social situations. When it comes to moral decisions she does what she thinks is a benefit in the long run, for both her and the Brotherhood, She isn't one to have feelings for strangers. That being said, if you were to meet her then it would be a bit tough getting into her bubble of what is called friendship. Lastly she has a DEEP appreciation for music. Her favorite genre is classical, and she usually has a suitcase or some container full of tapes or disks. In-game RP example: (Rp'ed between myself and Wade) *it's about noon and a company of Paladins and Knights are headed down a dusty road, a few Scribes in the middle of them, the company armed with laser weaponry as a deterrent for any raiders* *Liana is with the rest of the scribes... but as always her head within a book. It's about dinosuars. She sometimes pushes her hair back a little with a yawn* *there would be a yell as something is tossed into the crowd, a Knight going to tackle her and shield her with his body* EEEEP! *She yelps as shes tackled, no really expecting something like that to happen.... Wouldn't people in full armour with energy weapons be enough to say. Don't mess with us?* *she would hear an explosion and feel a jostle from the Knight before he gets up and grabs his laser, starting to fire at the huge amount of raiders suddenly rushing at the ground* *She blinks at the large amount, looking around as she fumbles at her pistol to get loose. First order of business is to find cover* *there is a nearby shell of a car which a few soldiers are behind, a few bullets whizzing past her head and landing in the asphalt* *It's the closest thing to cover she can get, she makes the dash for it as she keeps fumbling to take the pistol out, which is a bit diffucult for her since shes running now* *raiders would fall to laser blasts as she runs, the fire focused on the Knights and Paladins, not her* *She sits against the car and sighs, taking aim insted of blindly firing, talking aloud to the soilders next to her* And we didn't see this coming how?! *the senior Paladin answers over the gunfire* We did, just not this many! Be thankful no one's died yet! *She fires off a shot when she has one in her sights* And what do we plan to do about this? How many are there? *the raider drops to the ground, dropping his grenade, which blows up his nearby companions, the Senior Paladin responding* Just keep shooting until they're gone, drugs don't make them invincible. *She nods and goes back to aiming, looking for the next target she can fire at* *there would still be tens of raiders in the open* *She lets off another shot towards a grouping, hoping atleast it'll hit one of them if it misses the other* *another is dropped, but now they start to focus squishier targets, namely, her* *She ducks down under the cover more noting a increase of bullets coming her way.* EEEP! *She tightens up a bit, biting her lip* *the cries of the raiders would start to quiet now, as most of them are being killed off* *She s ilently looks over the edge, aiming again, but more focused to see if anyones hurt considering the raiders are disppersing. If she was t ofire right now her aim would be a bit bad...* *she would just see the raiders retreating mostly, many corpses on the ground, the bodies of raiders littering the road, though there's a Knight and two Scribes also dead, killed by the shrapnel of the first grenade* *She bites her lip and looks around to make sure there are no mroe raiders before going to rush over to the bodies.... to make sure they are dead* *one scribe still seems alive, though he lacks a leg...not even medicine would save him at this time* *She sighs and shakes her head. No medical equipment around could disinfect the leg then get a bandag around it... she doesnt have any tools... She goes to sit beside him although and try to hold his hand* *she does, the poor man gasping for air as he looks up at her, trying to cling onto life* .... *She has sad eyes.... tearing eyes. But her expression is deadpan. She usually expresses her emotions through her eyes. She sighs and tries to say something to make things..... less frightening for him* Do you like stories? *he barely chokes out* I...I do... Well... My mother told me stories when I was sad.... She knew I liked them... Wanna hear one? *he nods slowly, growing pale from blood loss* Well before I came out on this field expierance she told me some things... and... I think it be important for you to hear them right now.... She said that if you see something that is... bad or... looks wrong... You should take a deep breath and say. I'm not scared anymore. That... you should think about the people that love you... how they care about you and everything.... And if that bad thing comes towards you you'll be ready... That you won't be scared anymore.... *he nods slowly, shutting his eyes and weakly saying* I'm not scared any more... *after he says that, his gasping breaths start to calm and his body goes limp, soul drifting out of his body* *She just holds onto the hand, looking towards the living squad, still deadpan but shedding tears. She expected this atleast.... Now that this happened.... She isn't very scared anymore* Background: Liana was born and raised in Lost Hills. She didn't have much trouble with people until the age of 6, where she just stopped having interest in play. To her in her mind it was a waste, after she began to appreciate the technology around her more. She grew up mostly on the idea that was made in her mind, Work only, not play. It separated her a lot more from her use to be friends. Later in life she was doing all nighter's and studying often, that lead her to getting the nickname Books for always having her head in one. She mainly studied on medical science, seeing as it is a lot more useful then others, even more to that her mother did the same. The idea of being a helper was the main focus to her, she'd rather be bandaging up people then doing the unsavory work of shooting one... and with her skill of penning up feelings she could deal with blood. She did have a small group of friends... and they didn't communicate much as all where very focused on work. That's why they became friends in the first place. When she either heard someone older died... she didn't very much care. It was the nature of life to her and her mother told to her to not be afraid of things... Which she thought meant bottle up her feelings mot of the time. With barely going away from her room, studies, and work, she developed no taste for fashion. She didn't care that her hair looked a bit nasty at times or that people often thought she was a rather skinny boy. When she was selected for field experience, to learn about new technology and how to use it, with the group of soldiers going to Utah she was more or less happy.... Get to learn more? Yay! Get to get sand in her boots? Boo.
They travel was more or less fun.... In her opinion it was the time of her life. It was different being outside. Unique. Whenever they rested she recorded some of her thoughts and observations inside her notebook. She bet her mother would love her tales when she gets back... At-least she hopes the tales she get will be fun. Soon, the group got to their destination. A bunker inside a hill. When they went in she quickly hurried in-front to get a look at the place... it gave her a nostalgic feel. First person she met there although was The Lord General Reynold Davin, him talking to them about how they won't stay long, that the mission is almost done. What mission? She asked that very question, being answered some family called the Nai have a way to genetically modify people. Well her medical science might pay off there... and yes it did. As he was showing them around he asked which one had medical experience. She was the only one. He explained about how she will need to work with who is coming with the information and how shes the most qualified... meanwhile she was barely listening. All she could think about how this escalated so quickly, how she suddenly became a leader of research. She slowly gets back to her mindset and hears his words.
"You seem like the most qualified here."
She gives a sigh through her head and nods, biting her lip saying back "I'll try my best Lord General."
It's frightening to her... it isn't that she can't do her best. She can. She's more worried if her best can make the cut.... Power up pipboy 3000
Well well well, ole Lizzy lizard liz something. . . sorry.
I really see nothing wrong with the app, short and sweet, nothing really held back, nice descriptions, and the RP example. . . my flying ball of spaghetti what? LONG!
Anyway, seeing as I can't point much out, I will say a simple. . .
**Out of Character**
IGN:bholub
Age:15
How did you find us?A Youtube video that I liked a long time ago, but never really looked into it.
What Roleplay experience do you have?I've played on more then 5 RP servers, but they all fell because of funding problems. I've played Fallout 3 and NV and beat them all, and all of their endings. I completely beat NV on hardcore mode and all of its endings on that mode. I am a HUGE RP fan and I am really good at it.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:To us OOC info, IC. Example- You give your assassin the location of a target, but your RP character never obtained this info.
Define Power-gaming in your words: RP'ing with an unfair advantage or not giving another player a chance. Example- "Stabs him in the back killing him instantly"
Define God-Modding in your words:God-Modding might also be known as Twinking or using game cheats to become Invincible. Examples are, going "linkdead", and then saying nothing happened. Going non-com in the middle of a fight. Instantly fading a scene for no reason given. Or taking things OOC when RP does not go how you want. Also, claiming your character is all powerfull, or a god with no weaknesses, is just stupidly dumb.
**In Character**
Name: Chiron Underwood
Nickname: (Optional)
Age: 34
Gender:Male
Appearance:Large with pretty buff arms, he wears a gray shirt with grey pants, and has a nice brown belt with a brown strap around his chest and back to hold any weapons.
Personality:He is pretty charming but has the worst luck in the world. He can't run that fast because he is a large guy but he can handle big guns and large armors. He is amazing at melee weapons but when it comes to smaller weapons like assault rifles, snipers, and pistols, his aim can be a little off. He never liked any of the factions but the Brotherhood, since his father was in it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Chiron:*Sits near some bushes, trying to start a fire to keep him warm at night when he hears a noise behind him, he slowly grabs his Bowie knife and keeps it in front of him with a strong grip*
Raider 1: *Sniffs* Give me your caps, and that revolver of yours old man, and no one gets hurt!
Raider 2 & 3: *Laugh and cough*
Chiron: *Sighs* You boys should turn around, I pack a pretty good punch, ya'know? *Smiles*
Raider 3: Yea!? So do I! *Swings at Chiron with his nailed bat at his left shoulder*
Chiron: *Dodges the hit and try's to stab the raider in the foot"
Raider 3: *Has his foot nailed to the ground from the Bowie Knife and screams*
Raider 2: Shoots at Chiron with his rifle*
Raider 1: Kill that son of a bi*ch! *Attempts to help Raider 2*
Chiron: *Takes cover behind a rock and attempts to shoot the raider from behind the rock*
Raider 3: *Is hit and falls to the ground slowly dieing* Mama? Is that you? *Dies*
Raider 2: *Takes out the knife from his foot and cry's some more as he try's to pick up the dead Raider 3's rifle*
Raider 1:*Takes his Assault Rifle and shoots at Chiron* Die you *******!
Chiron: *Gets hit in his left arm but his shooting arm, the right, is fine* YOU CAN DO BETTER THEN THAT! *Shoots all 6 rounds at Raider 2 as he attempts to crawl to the rifle*
Raider 2: *Gets hit in the arm, then in the head and falls to the ground, dead.*
Raider 1: Nooo! You will pay you f*cking *****! *Fires at Chiron*
Chiron: *Badly wounded from the shot taking by his left arm, he uses his stimpack, which makes him feel a little better* Oh bring it on you punk! *Shoots his last 6 rounds at the raider*
Raider 1: Gets hit in the arm as the other bullets hit the rock next to him, he drops his gun, and begins to go for it*
Chiron: *Runs for his knife and try's to stab Raider 1 in the chest*
Raider 1: *Is stabbed and falls to the ground* I hope you burn in hell! *He says his last words in pain and dies*
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in Salt Lake City.)
He lived in a small town named Underwood, its was a small town near Salt Lake, anyways since he was a child. His father, never knew his own last name so he adopted the towns and so did Chiron. Chiron's father died when Chiron was 8 and ever since then he lived in Underwood as a orphan child. Chiron met a weapon's smith not far from Underwood, the weapon's smith showed Chiron how to repair weapons and even craft some with old parts. The Smith was a old man, but looked young from his appearance. One morning when Chiron was 14 he went up the hill and found the Smith dead. 3 bullet wounds in his chest and two dead raider's next to him. Chiron adopted the old Smith shop and began to create weapons for the town. Such word spread of Chiron's work and Factions began asking for weapons, NCR even offered him a job in a old factory, but he refused. Chiron, once he was 29 was starting to see more and more raiders around his town. Some asked Chiron to make weapons for them, but he refused. Chiron hated raiders and swore never to help them. Chiron one morning woke up to the smell of fire, and next to him Underwood was in flames. Raiders were attacking it and Chiron was too busy sleeping. He grabbed his poorly crafted Minigun and took down as many raiders as possible, he was tired. He quickly packed up and valuables he had and and ran away from the destroyed town. He's been a wanderer for 5 years, he later found Salt Lake City and began to make his new home there, forever wanting to kill ever raider he finds.
*Powers up vault boy 3000*
P.S. If their are small details like spelling errors, try your best to ignore it. I have a small issue when it comes to large paragraphs.
Also I know I posted this app more then once but it kind of mixed with another reply and I like to keep things organized. Thank you for checking my app and I will make sure to vote RIGHT after I'm accepted.
**Out of Character**
IGN:bholub
Age:15
How did you find us?A Youtube video that I liked a long time ago, but never really looked into it.
What Roleplay experience do you have?I've played on more then 5 RP servers, but they all fell because of funding problems. I've played Fallout 3 and NV and beat them all, and all of their endings. I completely beat NV on hardcore mode and all of its endings on that mode. I am a HUGE RP fan and I am really good at it.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:To us OOC info, IC. Example- You give your assassin the location of a target, but your RP character never obtained this info.
Define Power-gaming in your words: RP'ing with an unfair advantage or not giving another player a chance. Example- "Stabs him in the back killing him instantly"
Define God-Modding in your words:God-Modding might also be known as Twinking or using game cheats to become Invincible. Examples are, going "linkdead", and then saying nothing happened. Going non-com in the middle of a fight. Instantly fading a scene for no reason given. Or taking things OOC when RP does not go how you want. Also, claiming your character is all powerfull, or a god with no weaknesses, is just stupidly dumb.
**In Character**
Name: Chiron Underwood
Nickname: (Optional)
Age: 34
Gender:Male
Appearance:Large with pretty buff arms, he wears a gray shirt with grey pants, and has a nice brown belt with a brown strap around his chest and back to hold any weapons.
Personality:He is pretty charming but has the worst luck in the world. He can't run that fast because he is a large guy but he can handle big guns and large armors. He is amazing at melee weapons but when it comes to smaller weapons like assault rifles, snipers, and pistols, his aim can be a little off. He never liked any of the factions but the Brotherhood, since his father was in it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Chiron:*Sits near some bushes, trying to start a fire to keep him warm at night when he hears a noise behind him, he slowly grabs his Bowie knife and keeps it in front of him with a strong grip*
Raider 1: *Sniffs* Give me your caps, and that revolver of yours old man, and no one gets hurt!
Raider 2 & 3: *Laugh and cough*
Chiron: *Sighs* You boys should turn around, I pack a pretty good punch, ya'know? *Smiles*
Raider 3: Yea!? So do I! *Swings at Chiron with his nailed bat at his left shoulder*
Chiron: *Dodges the hit and try's to stab the raider in the foot"
Raider 3: *Has his foot nailed to the ground from the Bowie Knife and screams*
Raider 2: Shoots at Chiron with his rifle*
Raider 1: Kill that son of a bi*ch! *Attempts to help Raider 2*
Chiron: *Takes cover behind a rock and attempts to shoot the raider from behind the rock*
Raider 3: *Is hit and falls to the ground slowly dieing* Mama? Is that you? *Dies*
Raider 2: *Takes out the knife from his foot and cry's some more as he try's to pick up the dead Raider 3's rifle*
Raider 1:*Takes his Assault Rifle and shoots at Chiron* Die you *******!
Chiron: *Gets hit in his left arm but his shooting arm, the right, is fine* YOU CAN DO BETTER THEN THAT! *Shoots all 6 rounds at Raider 2 as he attempts to crawl to the rifle*
Raider 2: *Gets hit in the arm, then in the head and falls to the ground, dead.*
Raider 1: Nooo! You will pay you f*cking *****! *Fires at Chiron*
Chiron: *Badly wounded from the shot taking by his left arm, he uses his stimpack, which makes him feel a little better* Oh bring it on you punk! *Shoots his last 6 rounds at the raider*
Raider 1: Gets hit in the arm as the other bullets hit the rock next to him, he drops his gun, and begins to go for it*
Chiron: *Runs for his knife and try's to stab Raider 1 in the chest*
Raider 1: *Is stabbed and falls to the ground* I hope you burn in hell! *He says his last words in pain and dies*
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in Salt Lake City.)
He lived in a small town named Underwood, its was a small town near Salt Lake, anyways since he was a child. His father, never knew his own last name so he adopted the towns and so did Chiron. Chiron's father died when Chiron was 8 and ever since then he lived in Underwood as a orphan child. Chiron met a weapon's smith not far from Underwood, the weapon's smith showed Chiron how to repair weapons and even craft some with old parts. The Smith was a old man, but looked young from his appearance. One morning when Chiron was 14 he went up the hill and found the Smith dead. 3 bullet wounds in his chest and two dead raider's next to him. Chiron adopted the old Smith shop and began to create weapons for the town. Such word spread of Chiron's work and Factions began asking for weapons, NCR even offered him a job in a old factory, but he refused. Chiron, once he was 29 was starting to see more and more raiders around his town. Some asked Chiron to make weapons for them, but he refused. Chiron hated raiders and swore never to help them. Chiron one morning woke up to the smell of fire, and next to him Underwood was in flames. Raiders were attacking it and Chiron was too busy sleeping. He grabbed his poorly crafted Minigun and took down as many raiders as possible, he was tired. He quickly packed up and valuables he had and and ran away from the destroyed town. He's been a wanderer for 5 years, he later found Salt Lake City and began to make his new home there, forever wanting to kill ever raider he finds.
*Powers up vault boy 3000*
P.S. If their are small details like spelling errors, try your best to ignore it. I have a small issue when it comes to large paragraphs.
Also I know I posted this app more then once but it kind of mixed with another reply and I like to keep things organized. Thank you for checking my app and I will make sure to vote RIGHT after I'm accepted.
-Define God-Modding in your words:God-Modding might also be known as Twinking or using game cheats to become Invincible. Examples are, going "linkdead", and then saying nothing happened. Going non-com in the middle of a fight. Instantly fading a scene for no reason given. Or taking things OOC when RP does not go how you want. Also, claiming your character is all powerfull, or a god with no weaknesses, is just stupidly dumb.
**In Character**
Personality:He is pretty charming but has the worst luck in the world. He can't run that fast because he is a large guy but he can handle big guns and large armors. He is amazing at melee weapons but when it comes to smaller weapons like assault rifles, snipers, and pistols, his aim can be a little off. He never liked any of the factions but the Brotherhood, since his father was in it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Chiron:*Sits near some bushes, trying to start a fire to keep him warm at night when he hears a noise behind him, he slowly grabs his Bowie knife and keeps it in front of him with a strong grip*
Raider 1: *Sniffs* Give me your caps, and that revolver of yours old man, and no one gets hurt!
Raider 2 & 3: *Laugh and cough*
Chiron: *Sighs* You boys should turn around, I pack a pretty good punch, ya'know? *Smiles*
Raider 3: Yea!? So do I! *Swings at Chiron with his nailed bat at his left shoulder*
Chiron: *Dodges the hit and try's to stab the raider in the foot"
Raider 3: *Has his foot nailed to the ground from the Bowie Knife and screams*
Raider 2: Shoots at Chiron with his rifle*
Raider 1: Kill that son of a bi*ch! *Attempts to help Raider 2*
Chiron: *Takes cover behind a rock and attempts to shoot the raider from behind the rock*
Raider 3: *Is hit and falls to the ground slowly dieing* Mama? Is that you? *Dies*
Raider 2: *Takes out the knife from his foot and cry's some more as he try's to pick up the dead Raider 3's rifle*
Raider 1:*Takes his Assault Rifle and shoots at Chiron* Die you *******!
Chiron: *Gets hit in his left arm but his shooting arm, the right, is fine* YOU CAN DO BETTER THEN THAT! *Shoots all 6 rounds at Raider 2 as he attempts to crawl to the rifle*
Raider 2: *Gets hit in the arm, then in the head and falls to the ground, dead.*
Raider 1: Nooo! You will pay you f*cking *****! *Fires at Chiron*
Chiron: *Badly wounded from the shot taking by his left arm, he uses his stimpack, which makes him feel a little better* Oh bring it on you punk! *Shoots his last 6 rounds at the raider*
Raider 1: Gets hit in the arm as the other bullets hit the rock next to him, he drops his gun, and begins to go for it*
-Chiron: *Runs for his knife and try's to stab Raider 1 in the chest*
Raider 1: *Is stabbed and falls to the ground* I hope you burn in hell! *He says his last words in pain and dies*
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in Salt Lake City.)
-1bHis father, never knew his own last name so he adopted the towns and so did Chiron. Chiron's father died when Chiron was 8 and ever since then he lived in Underwood as a orphan child. Chiron met a weapon's smith not far from Underwood, the weapon's smith showed Chiron how to repair weapons and even craft some with old parts.
-2bThe Smith was a old man, but looked young from his appearance. One morning when Chiron was 14 he went up the hill and found the Smith dead. 3 bullet wounds in his chest and two dead raider's next to him. Chiron adopted the old Smith shop and began to create weapons for the town.
-3bChiron one morning woke up to the smell of fire, and next to him Underwood was in flames. Raiders were attacking it and Chiron was too busy sleeping.
-4bHe grabbed his poorly crafted Minigun and took down as many raiders as possible, he was tired. He quickly packed up and valuables he had and and ran away
-5bforever wanting to kill ever raider he finds.
The backstory has a massive amount of cliches in it and massive traces of powergaming.
He's not awoken by sounds of screaming and fire?
Then he gets a minigun and somehow kills them all? When did he get this minigun?
Your RP example is also extremely showing of power-gaming.
Also I'm pretty sure if his father was Brotherhood, he'd be born into the brotherhood.
PS--Your godmodding definition is incorrect.
PPS-- Please try to put effort into your application, though I did get a good laugh.
The backstory has a massive amount of cliches in it and massive traces of powergaming.
He's not awoken by sounds of screaming and fire?
Then he gets a minigun and somehow kills them all? When did he get this minigun?
Your RP example is also extremely showing of power-gaming.
Also I'm pretty sure if his father was Brotherhood, he'd be born into the brotherhood.
PS--Your godmodding definition is incorrect.
PPS-- Please try to put effort into your application, though I did get a good laugh.
WOLFIE! You have no authority to PERMANENTLY DENY THAT FAST!
Your Perma-deny is UNNECESSARY AND A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTING!
You need to run that level of denial by a staff first! You need to give them a chance in re-applying AND you do not say that to them! YOU ARE ACTING UNPROFESSIONAL AND BEING A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTERS!
Using the words you just did is uncalled for, I advise you apologize and lift the deny. . . .
**Out of Character**
IGN:Clannad17
Age:14
How did you find us? I searched for online servers and found this game interesting!
What Roleplay experience do you have? I play RPG games such as Final Fantasy!
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Strategic, planning games in which you use tactics and knowledge.
Define Power-gaming in your words: A game with parts that piece together a story.
Define God-Modding in your words: A cheat that allows the player to have complete control of the game to do as they please.
**In Character**
Name: Togashi Yuuta
Nickname: (Optional)Dark Flame Master
Age: 16
Gender: Boy
Appearance: Tall, brown haired, High schooler.
Personality: Funny, outgoing, friendly, and brave.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Yuuta: "Shhhh! I hear something inside that room..."
Hershey: "I know I'm not stupid! This is a dungeon you probably heard a mouse or something."
JR: " Wait what's...?" *steps into room closer*
Hershey: "KYAAAAAAAHHH!" *Falls into a hole*
Yuuta & JR: HERSHEYY!!!!
Narrator:As Hershey falls under a trap, Yuuta and JR are yet to know the secrets of this school...
Hershey: "Where am I...? HUH DONT TELL ME I FELL IN THAT TRAP!"
*Banging on door*
???: "open up... open up..OPEN UP OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN!!!"
Hershey: "KYAHHHH!" * runs towards the classroom closet and hides*
*Door crashes open*
???: "WHERE ARE YOU MY PRECIOUS AKI?! aki...aki..AKI AKI AKI!!!!!!!!"
Hershey: "Huh? AHHHGGGGG!!!!" *falls through an open crack on the ground*
Meanwhile...
Yuuta: "Damnit we lost her!"
JR: "Where could she be?"
Yuuta: "It's your fault you know! If you had been more careful you She would still..."
JR: "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS BLAME ME HUH!? DO YOU THINK I KNEW THERE WAS A TRAP THERE!!" *Runs away into the darkness of the corridor*
Yuuta: "Ugh! I better go look for Hershey. JR will be fine... won't he?"
Narrator: And just like that, even the power of true friendship was broken by panic and fear. The three go there separate ways, wandering through the unknown halls of Seiko High.
P.S.: I don't know anything about Fallout so this is just an example I made. I only found this game because I searched for online Rolplaying servers.
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in San Fransisco.) Again, I don't know anything about this game nor why I would be in San Francisco. I am very sorry.
WOLFIE! You have no authority to PERMANENTLY DENY THAT FAST!
Your Perma-deny is UNNECESSARY AND A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTING!
You need to run that level of denial by a staff first! You need to give them a chance in re-applying AND you do not say that to them! YOU ARE ACTING UNPROFESSIONAL AND BEING A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTERS!
Using the words you just did is uncalled for, I advise you apologize and lift the deny. . . .
My apologies to him, but let's be honest here, how is it possible to consider it not a troll app?
'pulls out a badly crafted mini gun and kills most of the raiders'
especially after someone who was flaming others and calling their apps bad.
**Out of Character**
IGN:Clannad17
Age:14
How did you find us? I searched for online servers and found this game interesting!
What Roleplay experience do you have? I play RPG games such as Final Fantasy!
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Strategic, planning games in which you use tactics and knowledge.
Define Power-gaming in your words: A game with parts that piece together a story.
Define God-Modding in your words: A cheat that allows the player to have complete control of the game to do as they please.
**In Character**
Name: Togashi Yuuta
Nickname: (Optional)Dark Flame Master
Age: 16
Gender: Boy
Appearance: Tall, brown haired, High schooler.
Personality: Funny, outgoing, friendly, and brave.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Yuuta: "Shhhh! I hear something inside that room..."
Hershey: "I know I'm not stupid! This is a dungeon you probably heard a mouse or something."
JR: " Wait what's...?" *steps into room closer*
Hershey: "KYAAAAAAAHHH!" *Falls into a hole*
Yuuta & JR: HERSHEYY!!!!
Narrator:As Hershey falls under a trap, Yuuta and JR are yet to know the secrets of this school...
Hershey: "Where am I...? HUH DONT TELL ME I FELL IN THAT TRAP!"
*Banging on door*
???: "open up... open up..OPEN UP OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN!!!"
Hershey: "KYAHHHH!" * runs towards the classroom closet and hides*
*Door crashes open*
???: "WHERE ARE YOU MY PRECIOUS AKI?! aki...aki..AKI AKI AKI!!!!!!!!"
Hershey: "Huh? AHHHGGGGG!!!!" *falls through an open crack on the ground*
Meanwhile...
Yuuta: "Damnit we lost her!"
JR: "Where could she be?"
Yuuta: "It's your fault you know! If you had been more careful you She would still..."
JR: "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS BLAME ME HUH!? DO YOU THINK I KNEW THERE WAS A TRAP THERE!!" *Runs away into the darkness of the corridor*
Yuuta: "Ugh! I better go look for Hershey. JR will be fine... won't he?"
Narrator: And just like that, even the power of true friendship was broken by panic and fear. The three go there separate ways, wandering through the unknown halls of Seiko High.
P.S.: I don't know anything about Fallout so this is just an example I made. I only found this game because I searched for online Rolplaying servers.
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in San Fransisco.) Again, I don't know anything about this game nor why I would be in San Francisco. I am very sorry.
First off, my eyes. . . second off. . . .
Please. . . . PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF MY EYES! PICK A DIFFERENT COLOR!
You have no effort what so ever in here, this better be a troll app. . . .
Are we allowed to roleplay other than Human? Such as an Alien? I've seen people submit applications for Ghouls and such, Considering Aliens are within lore and featured in every Fallout game (in one way or another). I already have a good basis on the backstory but won't waste my time to submit it if they are not allowed.
Are we allowed to roleplay other than Human? Such as an Alien? I've seen people submit applications for Ghouls and such, Considering Aliens are within lore and featured in every Fallout game (in one way or another). I already have a good basis on the backstory but won't waste my time to submit it if they are not allowed.
Thanks.
Don't think so- if your app is amazing, you might have a chance.
Well, I'll try my best if that's the case. Like to see what other admins say as well.
Thanks for a quick reply.
No problem. If anyone upper staff get on, I'll ask them for you.
Letting you know though, chances are really slim if you apply for it as your first character- they usually save "special" characters for people who've been around for a while.
I'm truly sorry for this. I know it was not my job and if I had anything to say about someones app I should have messaged them. Also when you have time please look over my app. Please forgive me for "ripping" on Magnums app, it was wrong and not my job.
It is fine, you can apply for a whitelister (we are open and need the help) but ya know. . . gotta keep things clear!
I'm your worst daymare.
Power-gaming is slightly off, but I think this is acceptable.
-Accepted.
Well well well, ole Lizzy lizard liz something. . . sorry.
I really see nothing wrong with the app, short and sweet, nothing really held back, nice descriptions, and the RP example. . . my flying ball of spaghetti what? LONG!
Anyway, seeing as I can't point much out, I will say a simple. . .
ACCEPTED!
I'm your worst daymare.
IGN:bholub
Age:15
How did you find us?A Youtube video that I liked a long time ago, but never really looked into it.
What Roleplay experience do you have?I've played on more then 5 RP servers, but they all fell because of funding problems. I've played Fallout 3 and NV and beat them all, and all of their endings. I completely beat NV on hardcore mode and all of its endings on that mode. I am a HUGE RP fan and I am really good at it.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:To us OOC info, IC. Example- You give your assassin the location of a target, but your RP character never obtained this info.
Define Power-gaming in your words: RP'ing with an unfair advantage or not giving another player a chance. Example- "Stabs him in the back killing him instantly"
Define God-Modding in your words:God-Modding might also be known as Twinking or using game cheats to become Invincible. Examples are, going "linkdead", and then saying nothing happened. Going non-com in the middle of a fight. Instantly fading a scene for no reason given. Or taking things OOC when RP does not go how you want. Also, claiming your character is all powerfull, or a god with no weaknesses, is just stupidly dumb.
**In Character**
Name: Chiron Underwood
Nickname: (Optional)
Age: 34
Gender:Male
Appearance:Large with pretty buff arms, he wears a gray shirt with grey pants, and has a nice brown belt with a brown strap around his chest and back to hold any weapons.
Personality:He is pretty charming but has the worst luck in the world. He can't run that fast because he is a large guy but he can handle big guns and large armors. He is amazing at melee weapons but when it comes to smaller weapons like assault rifles, snipers, and pistols, his aim can be a little off. He never liked any of the factions but the Brotherhood, since his father was in it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Chiron:*Sits near some bushes, trying to start a fire to keep him warm at night when he hears a noise behind him, he slowly grabs his Bowie knife and keeps it in front of him with a strong grip*
Raider 1: *Sniffs* Give me your caps, and that revolver of yours old man, and no one gets hurt!
Raider 2 & 3: *Laugh and cough*
Chiron: *Sighs* You boys should turn around, I pack a pretty good punch, ya'know? *Smiles*
Raider 3: Yea!? So do I! *Swings at Chiron with his nailed bat at his left shoulder*
Chiron: *Dodges the hit and try's to stab the raider in the foot"
Raider 3: *Has his foot nailed to the ground from the Bowie Knife and screams*
Raider 2: Shoots at Chiron with his rifle*
Raider 1: Kill that son of a bi*ch! *Attempts to help Raider 2*
Chiron: *Takes cover behind a rock and attempts to shoot the raider from behind the rock*
Raider 3: *Is hit and falls to the ground slowly dieing* Mama? Is that you? *Dies*
Raider 2: *Takes out the knife from his foot and cry's some more as he try's to pick up the dead Raider 3's rifle*
Raider 1:*Takes his Assault Rifle and shoots at Chiron* Die you *******!
Chiron: *Gets hit in his left arm but his shooting arm, the right, is fine* YOU CAN DO BETTER THEN THAT! *Shoots all 6 rounds at Raider 2 as he attempts to crawl to the rifle*
Raider 2: *Gets hit in the arm, then in the head and falls to the ground, dead.*
Raider 1: Nooo! You will pay you f*cking *****! *Fires at Chiron*
Chiron: *Badly wounded from the shot taking by his left arm, he uses his stimpack, which makes him feel a little better* Oh bring it on you punk! *Shoots his last 6 rounds at the raider*
Raider 1: Gets hit in the arm as the other bullets hit the rock next to him, he drops his gun, and begins to go for it*
Chiron: *Runs for his knife and try's to stab Raider 1 in the chest*
Raider 1: *Is stabbed and falls to the ground* I hope you burn in hell! *He says his last words in pain and dies*
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in Salt Lake City.)
He lived in a small town named Underwood, its was a small town near Salt Lake, anyways since he was a child. His father, never knew his own last name so he adopted the towns and so did Chiron. Chiron's father died when Chiron was 8 and ever since then he lived in Underwood as a orphan child. Chiron met a weapon's smith not far from Underwood, the weapon's smith showed Chiron how to repair weapons and even craft some with old parts. The Smith was a old man, but looked young from his appearance. One morning when Chiron was 14 he went up the hill and found the Smith dead. 3 bullet wounds in his chest and two dead raider's next to him. Chiron adopted the old Smith shop and began to create weapons for the town. Such word spread of Chiron's work and Factions began asking for weapons, NCR even offered him a job in a old factory, but he refused. Chiron, once he was 29 was starting to see more and more raiders around his town. Some asked Chiron to make weapons for them, but he refused. Chiron hated raiders and swore never to help them. Chiron one morning woke up to the smell of fire, and next to him Underwood was in flames. Raiders were attacking it and Chiron was too busy sleeping. He grabbed his poorly crafted Minigun and took down as many raiders as possible, he was tired. He quickly packed up and valuables he had and and ran away from the destroyed town. He's been a wanderer for 5 years, he later found Salt Lake City and began to make his new home there, forever wanting to kill ever raider he finds.
*Powers up vault boy 3000*
P.S. If their are small details like spelling errors, try your best to ignore it. I have a small issue when it comes to large paragraphs.
Also I know I posted this app more then once but it kind of mixed with another reply and I like to keep things organized. Thank you for checking my app and I will make sure to vote RIGHT after I'm accepted.
I regret to inform you, but you are
.
May I at least be informed why?
The backstory has a massive amount of cliches in it and massive traces of powergaming.
He's not awoken by sounds of screaming and fire?
Then he gets a minigun and somehow kills them all? When did he get this minigun?
Your RP example is also extremely showing of power-gaming.
Also I'm pretty sure if his father was Brotherhood, he'd be born into the brotherhood.
PS--Your godmodding definition is incorrect.
PPS-- Please try to put effort into your application, though I did get a good laugh.
WOLFIE! You have no authority to PERMANENTLY DENY THAT FAST!
Your Perma-deny is UNNECESSARY AND A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTING!
You need to run that level of denial by a staff first! You need to give them a chance in re-applying AND you do not say that to them! YOU ARE ACTING UNPROFESSIONAL AND BEING A BAD EXAMPLE OF WHITELISTERS!
Using the words you just did is uncalled for, I advise you apologize and lift the deny. . . .
I'm your worst daymare.
IGN:Clannad17
Age:14
How did you find us? I searched for online servers and found this game interesting!
What Roleplay experience do you have? I play RPG games such as Final Fantasy!
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Strategic, planning games in which you use tactics and knowledge.
Define Power-gaming in your words: A game with parts that piece together a story.
Define God-Modding in your words: A cheat that allows the player to have complete control of the game to do as they please.
**In Character**
Name: Togashi Yuuta
Nickname: (Optional)Dark Flame Master
Age: 16
Gender: Boy
Appearance: Tall, brown haired, High schooler.
Personality: Funny, outgoing, friendly, and brave.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Yuuta: "Shhhh! I hear something inside that room..."
Hershey: "I know I'm not stupid! This is a dungeon you probably heard a mouse or something."
JR: " Wait what's...?" *steps into room closer*
Hershey: "KYAAAAAAAHHH!" *Falls into a hole*
Yuuta & JR: HERSHEYY!!!!
Narrator:As Hershey falls under a trap, Yuuta and JR are yet to know the secrets of this school...
Hershey: "Where am I...? HUH DONT TELL ME I FELL IN THAT TRAP!"
*Banging on door*
???: "open up... open up..OPEN UP OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN OPEN!!!"
Hershey: "KYAHHHH!" * runs towards the classroom closet and hides*
*Door crashes open*
???: "WHERE ARE YOU MY PRECIOUS AKI?! aki...aki..AKI AKI AKI!!!!!!!!"
Hershey: "Huh? AHHHGGGGG!!!!" *falls through an open crack on the ground*
Meanwhile...
Yuuta: "Damnit we lost her!"
JR: "Where could she be?"
Yuuta: "It's your fault you know! If you had been more careful you She would still..."
JR: "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS BLAME ME HUH!? DO YOU THINK I KNEW THERE WAS A TRAP THERE!!" *Runs away into the darkness of the corridor*
Yuuta: "Ugh! I better go look for Hershey. JR will be fine... won't he?"
Narrator: And just like that, even the power of true friendship was broken by panic and fear. The three go there separate ways, wandering through the unknown halls of Seiko High.
P.S.: I don't know anything about Fallout so this is just an example I made. I only found this game because I searched for online Rolplaying servers.
Background: (Be detailed and in-depth. Also explain how you came to be in San Fransisco.) Again, I don't know anything about this game nor why I would be in San Francisco. I am very sorry.
My apologies to him, but let's be honest here, how is it possible to consider it not a troll app?
'pulls out a badly crafted mini gun and kills most of the raiders'
especially after someone who was flaming others and calling their apps bad.
The permanent bit was more sarcasm, removed it.
First off, my eyes. . . second off. . . .
Please. . . . PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF MY EYES! PICK A DIFFERENT COLOR!
You have no effort what so ever in here, this better be a troll app. . . .
I'm your worst daymare.
Thanks.
Don't think so- if your app is amazing, you might have a chance.
Well, I'll try my best if that's the case. Like to see what other admins say as well.
Thanks for a quick reply.
No problem. If anyone upper staff get on, I'll ask them for you.
Letting you know though, chances are really slim if you apply for it as your first character- they usually save "special" characters for people who've been around for a while.