I am reviewing an app that has sit for almost 24 hours that our WL's somehow missed.
Accepted:
laws23198-
The feels. All of the feels! The app was shaky in some places, but the excellent bio proved your ability and competence. Some may feel that recollection from infant years is a little far fetched, but I remember as far back as to things when I was 3 or 4 years old, welcome to the server! I know you know some people on here but don't forget to hop on the forums (aneria.enjin.com). Adding you to the whitelist as we speak.
I'm not too certain what a photo bomb is, as I don't really know much about photography in general. But I can assure you I was not trying to make a "Photo Bomb".
It's when something or someone sneaks up behind you to ruin your photo lol I'm sure they're just kidding around
Oh, okay. I had a feeling that I'd done something horrible wrong and bad. Lol.
Yo Kenyan, whatcha up to?
Applying for the server are we?
lol, I am too, my character bio is taking longer to sort out than I thought...
anywho, see ya later, G Pal.
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"A honest fool is worth 10 times a deceitful scholar." - Vyrewolf (An old MC friend) Forever Sunny,Forever Death,Forever,Me
Ok here we go attempt 2, more fleshing out and more detail, make my character less like plain pasta more like unique fettuccini.
Character Information
Name: Tolfdier Hasmith
Age: 21
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description: 5' 6" tall,Blue eyes,Dirty blonde hair, slight muscletone, missing a baby finger on left hand, cleanly shaven, usually seen wearing the clothes of an adventurer type (Light brown tunic and dark brown pants with black boots)
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
My character Tolfdier was born in the commons of the capitol. He grew up with his mother and father as a single child. As a single child, he was usualy spoiled. He was given many gifts at a young age including books. When my character was 3 he began to read single sentences fluently, by the time he was four he could read simple books with ease.As my character approached the age of 5 he could read books with many chapters in them. At the time my character was 7 he was working with his father to do jobs such as sowing seeds and tilling the ground. He was usualy vert busy and spent most of his spare time reading or playing with his friends. As a 7 year old my character would play "soldier" with his friends pretend to use sticks as swords.
When my character approached the age of 9 he stumbeled across a book about magic in front of the academy. He opened the book and read it very closely and tried to make sense of it. Every night Tolfdier would open the book and read a few pages. The book had contained may words that confused him such as "rune" or "enchantment" but he would still read on. The farther into the book he had gotten the more it started to make sense, the book contained the knowledge of many mages and priests. At the age of 13 he had finished the book about magic, mages, and priests and had learned very little about magic but enough to know what mages could do with their powers and how they could help others. By the time Tolfdier had turned 16 he began to work in the mines, and farm with his dad more. By now, Tolfdier would be spending almost all of his time working with very little free time. But every chance he could get he would read a book, or hangout with his friends.
Working in the mines, was a very perilous job. There was always the chance of, the caves caving in as well as the occasional monster or wolf. Even at the age of 16 Tolfdier had feared many of these things. Once Tolfdier had found a wolf wandering around the cave he tried to shoo it out, but the wolf just lunged at him and bit his hand taking away his baby finger on his left hand, after being lunged at Tolfdier had gone to get his hand wrapped so it would stop bleeding, it was a clean heal, but it was a traumatizing event for Tolfdier.. When Tolfdier had turned 18 his first caving in accident had happened. Tolfdier had to dig his way out of the spot that trapped him from the others, it took Tolfdier about 1 day to dig out of the spot he was stuck in. Once he had gotten out, all the torches in the mine had gone out and everybody had left to go home. Scared out of his wits alone in the dark mine, he had found his way out, but will always have a fear of... the dark.
When Tolfdier turned 20 He had gotten his own home in the commons area of the Capitol. He would occasionally go to the tavern and have a few drinks to help him wash away the weariness of mining all day. Now that tolfdier had moved out of his parents place and into his own, he would occasionaly visit his mother and father. On the last time he had visited he had found the old book about magic under his bed, pulled it out and read it. Reading each page into detail he learned more than he ever could have dreamt of about the magical arts. He learned what mages and priests could do, their power to help others and their capabilities to smite monsters with ease. It was then tolfdier knew if he wanted to help the Chancellory in any way, he would have to become a mage or a priest and dedicate his life to helping others. Once Tolfdier turned 21, thats where his story continues, his eveylasting attempts to get into the academy and learn the ways of the arcane arts, and keep his job and house at the same time.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
My characters main goal in life is to become a mage to help the Chancellory and the citizens of the Chancellory in every way he can, his motivation and drive is the need to help others.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
My character is very knowledgable and knows very much about the mathematical studies and science. My character is strong from the years of labour he had done with his father and the years he is doing in the mines. As well as he is very interested in learning more. My character is very focused on the task on hand and will not get off the topic of what he is doing no matter what he does. My character is also very calm under pressure and can handle difficult situations with ease. My character is also very good at pursuading and getting others to agree with him.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality.
Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): My character does not know how to use bows, or magic (Currently). When my character was a child he play soldiers with his friend and swung sticks as swords, he know the basics of a sword but does not know how to effectively use a sword in combat. My character is also very irresponsible and forgetful, and has a temper. My character is very helpful and will most likely not say no if somebody asks him to do something. My character wont give up, even if he fails he will keep going, if he is wounded he would continue the task until he falls over exhausted.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
My character would study the men and what they looked like and hunt for nearby guards to assist, if he could not see any guards, he would take the matter into his own hands. My character would approach the men and use his pursuasive skills to tell the men that he saw a man with a lot of money and expensive possestions leaving the Capitol, and that they could catch the man now if they went for him. The men would then probably wanting the money and items would stop harassing the girl and leave. I would then tell the girl to look for a guard and say what the men looked like to get them turned in, I would also mention that there is no rich man leaving the Capitol right now so nobody was in harm.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Struggling my character would say no. He would say no because the island is full of monsters and he would die for sure. He would tell the man that "there can be no possible item at bloodstone that would be worth anothers life. If you need the item as much as you act as you do, you can go retrieve the item yourself."
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
I would toss the man a few nuggets so he could go buy some food, I would also suggest a nearby place where he could get a job and earn money so he could get a home and start to support himself so he did not have to beg for food from people passing by.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
I would tell the man he has never met my mother. I would then tell him that it is unwise to insult somebody you don't know. The man would then murmer an insult about me, then, having a temper, I would punch the man in the jaw causing him to spit blood. I would then tell him that it is unwise to insult somebody to their face.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
I would approach the woman without any idea of theivery and complement the womans neclace saying that the neclace is as beautiful as she is. I would then tell the woman that the neclace is very alike to the one his mother has and is only a different colour. I would then ask the woman if she would like to eat together sometime.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Notes: I know Dgallant to told me and suggested that I apply for this server. Oh, and yes that link leads to "Dylan's Skin" thats my name, Dylan, not Dylan's Skin, my parents dont hate me.
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Roses are red, Violets are blue, I like ducks,
did I mention f*ck you?
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
8/18/2011
Posts:
104
Minecraft:
WholeGrainWheat
Member Details
Deferred:
Maddddddeeeeyyyy - Pretty good for a first-timer, but there are a few things I'd like you to fix. First and foremost, you need better weaknesses; your only physical weakness is not being able to use a sword, which is outside your class anyway. Second, if you could, try and make the sentences flow better. It's pretty well-written, but just feels choppy overall. Fix those and you should be golden, good luck!
Mullraugh - Mull, I am disappoint. Please expand upon your ICRs GREATLY, and give more detail on the weaknesses, like the "horrible person" thing. Get some meat on this app's bones, boooiiii. Thank you, and good luck.
Rejected:
l_swaggerific_l - You've only filled out half of the app. Also, you blatantly contradict yourself within four lines, shown here:
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Sota, the land of olivin, and a few others
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:i have not played on any other RP servers i thought this would be pretty fun
If those are your RP experiences, and they're RP servers...that means you've RPed on another RP server. Sorry, but good luck in finding another server!
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Disturbed98761
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing another player to not have a choice in events where you are either talking to a person or fight another person. I.E. *Dodges multiple arrows and chops off *enemies* head*
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:Telling people information your in game character doesn't know.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is basically having a second life and usually having to be in a different time.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: During RP battles when the player accepts death, or when you accidentally die and then you accept death
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: On the ooc channel or when you put (brackets) around your text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages
Who are the Fallen?: The people that were separated after the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 AR. After defeating the monarch that once ruled the Capitol.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the defenders of the Capitol
What are the Net and Essence? The net is and item that catches the fools that fall of the island. Essence is just experience and if you have enough you can keep your items (3 levels)
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on many servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: None of them were any good.
Character Information
Name: Alexander
Age:21
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen
Physical description: A very built and skinny. With long black hair and grey eyes.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Alexander was from a very happy, wealthy family that have lived in shelter of the Capitol all of their life. He had a very good life. Lots of friends, Even more money, a huge house Alex thought nothing could ever go wrong. He would almost never get into trouble and when he did he would usually find a way out of it. Alexander had no siblings but he did have someone that meant something to him, His friend, Johnny. Johnny liked everything he did and would always get into trouble but not always get out of it and those were the only situations where Alex would get in trouble. One day, just like any other everything changed for Alex. While he and his best friend Johnny were playing outside, A man very heavily armored had asked Johnny and Alex where they lived and Johnny said that they didn't live together and the Alex reused to tell the man where he lived and then Johnny had told him where his family lived and Alex told him that was a bad decision but Johnny had insisted. Later that night, Johnny was kidnapped and his family had been killed. He then was released by the man for hundreds of dollars. Johnny didn't know what to do with himself anymore Alex had insisted that he could live with him and Johnny said he would as long as it was O.K. with his parents. Alex had asked his parents and to a shocking response it was an immediate no. So Johnny and him ran away from home into the slums. After spending many nights in the slums he and Johnny finally decided to try and attempt to join the Academy, after they immediately denied him. Johnny had been accepted and then he had abandoned Alex. He became depressed so he decided to stay in the slums for a while longer. In the dark period of his life he participated in an underground fight club, where he got rid of the hatred of the people around him. And there he honed his skills in unarmed fighting. And then once he made enough money from the fighting he decided to buy a Sword. He then became a Laborer. After making decent amounts of money he had bought better armor and a better sword. He then began to make even more amounts of money. After buying a house and settling in, he had decided there could be nothing more wrong with his life and to make it all better he found out that recently his "old friend" Johnny had passed away. He didn't go to his funeral. One day after he had decided to go for a walk he had seen an old man, and naturally he wanted to sit next to him and so when he sat down and had asked the man a couple of questions and it turns out he has talking been talking to his dad this entire time. The last question he had asked his dad was "Where is mom?" his dad replied with "She is dead" Alex was delighted with this news.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To restart his life and forget about his past life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Fighting skills, the ability to intimidate opponents,
hat is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Alex developed insomnia at all of the bad dreams he once had been abandoned.
which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Alex quietly walks by them as she screams for help, Alex then helps the thugs beat the woman up and then they all spit the money she had on her
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Man: "Hey would you like to make a couple of dollars?" Alex: "That depends what are we doing" Man: "Going to Bloodstone Island to retrieve an item." Alex: "That is worth a lot more than a couple of dollars" Man:" Ok take it or leave it." Alex: "I'm just gonna leave it"
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Alex gives the man some of the food in his knapsack and then tells him to give him his money, The old man refuses so Alex takes the food back for himself.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Man: " H-hey you there boy-o" Alex: " What is it?" Man: " Yo' mother was a *****!" Alex: " Well, good sir the only thing I could say to that is that you are completely right." Man: "Wha? I said yo motha-" Alex: " I know what you said."
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Alex: "Hey lady" Woman: "What?" Alex: "Gimme that necklace" Woman : " What? Frak no." Alex: "Meh, It was worth a try..." *Aleks walks away sullenly*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope!
Other notes: DerpI will make a screen capture possibly tommorow
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes. bananaicecream01
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have and I agree to the terms and conditions.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is when you force an act upon someone without giving them a chance to react. Also, doing the impossible. Example, *Maddeyi turns into a giant monster and eats everyone.*
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using knowledge that you have obtained out of character and using it to your advantage.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is when the roleplayer acts out a character dependant on the setting, time setting, and background.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the two characters have agreed to kill one character, or you want to kill your character off.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use a (()) or are in the global chat.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes i have and i do agree
Who is allowed to use magic?: you can use magic if you learned the necessary things to use it.
Who are the Fallen?: They are a group of people who were separated during the ascension of the islands.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In 169 A.R,the chancellor defeated the Linyera Monarchy
Who are the Order of Aradin?: These people are a group of knights that protect the chancellor from any threat, such as the creatures of the bloodmoon island.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is a barrier that has been there since the raising. It catches someone who may fall from an island and transports them back to the closest island.
Essence is an energy that you get by: killing monsters, mining ores, cooking food, It also prevents you from losing your stuff in the net.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have had no roleplay experience, except a few practices with Tiffosaur.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: No I have not played on any roleplay servers yet.
Character Information
Name: SaybilFraju
Age: 18
Class: Ranger
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description: She is a slender tall girl she’s about 5’8”, she has emerald green eye’s and rose red hair that stops about halfway down her back. She wears a green shirt and black pants and brown combat boots.
Screen capture of your skin: Need to make skin
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Saybil grew up in the wilderness. She grew up with 2 younger siblings, and a pair of parents. She grew up on a small farm, which her family lived off of. Growing up, she never did have an exciting life, which is why her dream was what it was, but we’ll speak of that later. Saybil took interest in her father’s work, which was hunting. Saybil would go hunting with her father often, and would only farm during harvest season. When Saybil was 7, her dad let her use his bow. The feeling of finally being able to shoot this weapon that Saybil found fascinating was extremely pleasing to Saybil. Although the first shot was horrible, Saybil fell almost instantly in love with it. As time went on, Saybil slowly learned how to use the bow. Though, as a hunter, Saybil still found life rather boring for her. When Saybil 8 and a half, she finally got her first kill. After wandering the forest a bit with her father, she finally saw her prey. A bunny. As the bunny was not in a good spot, Saybil threw a small rock. The bunny dashed off. Saybil almost silently followed, her father grinning. Saybil slowly stood, careful not to make any noise. Closing one eye, she aimed and slowly brought back the string. “Now...!” Her father quietly whispered as the arrow went flying into the bunny’s eye. Saybil jumped in joy, and she felt extremely proud of herself. As time went on, Saybil grew. Precisely on her 11th birthday, her father finally gave her a bow. It was a well crafted with a strong string. Saybil was overjoyed. After having dinner with her family, she spent the rest of the day hunting with her father. Saybil at this time was good with the bow. And only the bow. Thats when her father decided to teach her how to fight with some other weapons, starting with a dagger. When she turned 12, her father turned horribly ill. He could no longer teach her, nor go hunting with her. In order to keep the family healthy with nutrients and the such, Saybil took it upon herself to go hunting on her own. Sometimes, Saybil was much too tired to go hunting, so she’d set up a few traps and catch small animals. Saybil was 16 when her dad fully recovered. He wasn’t in the best shape though. Over the 4 years of not moving around much, he had gotten rather stiff and old. He wasn’t able to go hunting with Saybil still. Disappointed, Saybil stopped hunting as much. 17 was the age when Saybil decided to leave home. She had wanted to see more of the world instead of staying on the boring farm she lived on. She didn’t understand how dangerous the world could be, though. As she was stopping by on an island named ‘Mining Island’, many mobs attacked her. Though, she was saved by a mage. Astonished by the mage’s powers, her new goal was to become a mage. She was 18 when she found about the grand opening of the Mage Academy. Traveling to the Capital, Saybil planned to go to the Academy.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To attend the Mage Academy and become a mage.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Saybil isn’t afraid to stand up for herself and others, and she is also strong, but appears weak. She likes being a point shooter or a mounted archer. She loves hiding and is extremely good at it. Sayil is a very kind and giving character. She will help those in need, even if she doesn’t get anything in return.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Saybil is not the best peacekeeper. She is impulsive, when the thought comes she just goes and does it, before really thinking about it. Saybil isn’t much of a hand to hand fighter, as her father had never taught her. Saybil a isn’t an amazing cook either, she burns most of the things she bakes.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.) *
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. *sees a young girl surrounded by armoured men* “E-Excuse me but what are you doing to this young girl?” Saybil asks the men. “Hey, this isn't your business!” The, what seems to be, commander states. What am i going to do... I don’t think this is fair I can... LIE i’ll say that she’s my sister. “Well, sir. For your information, she is my younger sister.” Saybil says with a smug look on her face.“I’m sorry, but ye’ called her ‘young girl’, so I don’t believe that this is true.” The smaller man says to Saybil.“I’m sorry but I hadn't had a good look at her so I didn’t know.” Saybil says apologetically. Saybil winks at the girl and she winked back. “Sissy, help me these people are scaring me!” The young girl said starting to weep. “Hey, stop weeping you stupid child!” The leader of the group yelled at her. “It’s okay, sis. I’m going to get you home to mom and dad.” Saybil said calmly to the weeping child. “You! Girl leave!” The commander yelled back at her. “You know what? All I want is my sister and to bring her home safely. Why do you think that I came out here, to look for my sister can I please bring her home!” Saybil yelled back at the huge man. The men began to clear away from the small girl and she ran to Saybil. She picked her up and put her on her shoulder, carrying her away from the group of men.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Saybil sees a man walking up to her “Hey you young women, I have something that I would like you to do.” The Man said with a grin on his face. “I’m sorry sir but I don’t have the time for this, I need to get home.” Saybil said trying to walk away but ,the man had stopped her with his cane. “Ahhhh my sweet, you will be well rewarded I say you will.” The man said chuckling. “I’m sorry are you ok sir do you need to go to the doctor... did you hit your head. I can take you to the hospital” Saybil said worried looking at the old man’s face carefully. “Ahhhahahahaha... no my sweet I am fine but all I want you to do is go to the forest and find me something if you accept you will be greatly rewarded by bringing it back to me.” The man said getting closer to Saybil she backed away from him looking around to see if anyone saw what was looking at her happening, no one seemed to be looking. “My sweet you must!” The man yelled and people seemed to look up and see what was happening, murmuring began through the crowd. “Help this man is trying to kill me. He’s sending me to the forest. Help me!” Saybil yelled backing away from him. “But my sweet your reward... Oh hello gents would you like to do a favor for me.” He said as some guards walked up in front of Saybil and took him away. Saybil began to run home to Julius to tell him about the events that had just occurred.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
“Change... spare change.” Saybil heard a voice coming from the ground.
“Hello. Who are you sir?” Saybil asked the beggar.
“Change... spare change.” the beggar asked her holding a cup up to her.
“Oh I’m soooo sorry but I don’t have any... here, take this melon you need it more than I do.” Saybil said passing over the melon to the beggar, a wide smile began to appear on his face and he ate the whole thing.
“I-I-I can’t believe you gave me this I haven't eaten in 4 days, bless you young women!” The beggar said getting up and hugging her ecstatically.
“Oh it was no problem. I have a garden... I can give you some seeds so you can grow a garden of your own.” Saybil said opening her backpack.
“Oh joy! Thank you young women I would gladly take your seeds.” The beggar said cupping his hands as she put a packet in his hands.
“No problem if I see you again tell me how they’re going ok” Saybil said shaking his hand.
“I will.. Good bye... Wait! What is your name” The beggar asked her happily.
“Saybil.. Saybil Fraju” Saybil said walking away with a smile on her face.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
“Hey lady come here!” A man to Saybil’s Mom. “Why should I sir.” Saybil’s mom said to him. “Get over here you hag!” The man growled “Hey you don’t talk to my mother like that!” Saybil yelled back at the man and taking her bow off from her shoulder and pulled out a arrow. Pulling the bow back to full draw and looking the man straight in the eye. “Young lady please calm yourself this has nothing to do with you.” The man said as his eyes widen as Saybil drew her bow to full draw ready to relese. “Sweetie calm down, this isn’t a huge problem.” Saybil’s mom said calmly trying to calm her down. “Mom I’m sorry, you have only been here for about a week, and these people need to learn how to not get drunk and say rude things to people.” Saybil said giving the man the stink eye. “Woah little girl, this is not a time to shoot me” The man said putting his hands up and backing into the corner. “ Hey! For your information I am 18. Oh! Yeah back into the corner not like it’s going to be easier to kill you now.” Saybil said impulsively, she thought for a second and lowered her bow and put her arrow back into her quiver. “What!? You’re not going to kill me” The man said with awe on his face, because he thought Saybil was going to kill him. “Yeah, think about that next time you say something like that to another woman” Saybil said walking away with her mother in tow.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Saybil sees a woman wearing the most beautiful necklace that she had ever saw, she stopped the woman. “Hello. I’m sorry but I need to ask you where did you get that necklace.” Saybil asked the woman.
“Oh.. um I got it from one of those vendors from over there.” The woman said pointing at the vendors to her left.
“Oh Thank you I just saw it and wanted to know where you got it. Thank you.” Saybil said waving and walking away to the vendor that the woman pointed to.
“Hello young lady would you like to buy something!” The merchant said showing her all of his things with a gesture of his hand.
“Oh yes hello I saw this necklace that a woman had and she said she got it from you... Do you have anymore.” Saybil asked looking at the jewelry.
“Um... could you be more specific what did the necklace look like.” The merchant asked scratching the back of his head.
“Oh sorry it was blue with a spider inside of it.” Saybil explained to the Merchant.
“Oh I have one right here and it’s only 15.”
“15!? Are you sure that’s really inexpensive.” Saybil
“Yep. Thats all I want for this.” The Merchant told her. Saybil gave the merchant the 15 and left to go show Julius what she had gotten.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
Kenyan_Kid Thanks for making those changes. Welcome to the server!
If anyone has been already looked at by Wheats, he'll be the one to handle your app. Expect it to be looked at sometime in the next twenty-four hours or so. If you haven't been looked/defered yet, please PM me here with your IGN so I can sift through the mountain of apps.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): I am proud to offer up my skype to anyone who wishes it :3 watyll97
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: I have never had a problem obeying the rules.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is when your character does something he/she would not be able to. Ex: Minnie is a six year old girl. Mike walks over and attempts to steal Minnie's candy. Minnie, without writing "attempts" punches Mike so hard that his head explodes. Minnie is powergaming, for two reasons. 1. One must always write "attempts" before going through with an action in an rp fight. 2. A six year old girl would not have the ability to punch someone so hard that their head explodes.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using Out Of Character information to benefit yourself In Character. Ex: The person that plays Minnie knows that tonight there will be a raid on her house. Somehow, Minnie magically knows this In Character. When Mike raids her house that night, he finds that all the belongings have been buried and their is a bucket of lava pouring down on him. That is metagaming.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: You would think this would be simple to define, but I find this to be the hardest one to pin down. I see role-play as an escape into another part of yourself. Role-play is when a person creates a character, all by themselves, and acts as that character would act.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing the other character consents.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the situation requires it. Such as clarifying an emote, or explaining something that your character has said or done.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Those who have worked towards it, and put time and effort into the process.
Who are the Fallen?: A semi-nomadic civilization that enjoys peace and is on a collision course with the Chancellory.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R. after the fall of the old Linyera monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: An ancient order of knights assigned to protect the Chancellory. Their power and dignity is dwindling.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a force that keeps mortals from falling out of the islands, it returns any that fall back to the nearest island. Essence is a magical force that can be stored in emeralds. It resembles mana.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on the server Age of Fatality, participated in numerous Forum Role-plays, Acheived the rank of Lore-Master on Lord of the Craft, and played for a short stint on Celestial Dreams.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left Celestial Dreams due to the lack of activity and poor management. I left Age of Fatality due to the horrific management and attitude towards players. I still play on LotC.
Character Information
Name: Seanathan Wildecont.
Age: 24
Class: Bladesman.
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory.
Physical description: Seanathan is a tall, scruffy-looking man. He is only 24, but appears to be far older, around his late 30s. He wears his hair long and whipped backwards, wild. He keeps a tangled mustache, and a short, neat beard. One eye is missing from a tavern brawl, and he covers this up with an eyepatch. He is thin, but muscular, some describe him as wiry. He usually wears long trousers and an undershirt, which he covers up with a long black trench coat. Perpetually in his mouth is a cigar. Strapped to Seanathan's waist is his thin fencing rapier.
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Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Seanathan Wildecont was born as Dulgery Burm in the slums of the Chancellory. He was, in accordance with what his name might suggest, a rather unattractive, wretched child. Dulgery, like so many other slum children, learned early on that crime was the way to survive. Dulgery never had much affection for his parents, and they never had much affection for him. If you were to ask him today what his parents‘ names were he wouldn’t be able to answer your question. Dulgery spent most of his time running in the streets of the capital, always wondering when his next meal would be, or if he would be caught by the grabbing arm of the law. He stole bread and picked pockets. One day, as he was running from a baker, the town guard was called. He was 14 at the time. Naturally, 14 year old Dulgery was terrified at the time. He ran and ran, far after the guard had stopped chasing. He ran until he got to the very edge of the capital island, and there he stopped, looking over the edge. Endlessness. Weightlessness. Dulgery looked down into the bright blue abyss. He was not repulsed by it, he did not fear it. It sucked at him, calling to him. Dulgery saw birds flying about above and under him, in complete freedom. He was struck by a great epiphany. Flight- he must have it. From that moment forward it became Dulgery’s single goal to build or buy his own steamship. He knew he had to start fresh. So Dulgery Burm changed his name, to the much more attractive Seanathan Wildecont. It was a noble, proud name, and Seanathan wore it well. He began to think of a way to gather resources, and the situation presented itself. The frontierlands: The Outpost. Seanathan made one last theft, a pickaxe, before boarding a steamship to the frontier. For long years, he mined away at the rock in the Outpost. Battles with monsters were a daily occurrence, and Seanathan quickly learned how to use a sword to some competency. It was that or die. That’s just how it was in the Outpost. Seanathan eventually mined enough jewels to buy his own little hot air balloon. This was at the age of 20. A lifetime of crime, brawling, and mining had turned him into a hard, efficient man. For weeks he sewed together his hot air balloon, and then, on a clear spring day, he cast off from the Outpost. His dream had come true. Seanathan had never been so happy in his life, up in the clouds there was freedom. True freedom. He was the master of where he went, the master of what he wanted to do. Seanathan simply kicked back and let the wind take him. As the balloon sailed off, Seanathan drifted slowly off to sleep. Hours later, Seanathan awoke to a jarring, shuddering halt. His air balloon had run aground. Pulling himself up, he looked over the rim of his ship, seeing all of a sudden, dozens of pairs of red eyes look towards him. Calmly, Seanathan lit a match, illuminating dozens of monsters. Seanathan had landed on Bloodstone island, at night no less. Seanathan cursed and hopped out of his hot air balloon and pulling out his sword. Most monsters were clumsy, but sheer numbers threatened to overwhelm him. He was forced to flee, leaving his precious hot air balloon behind. Never had Seanathan been more angry and disappointed. He ran and ran, just as he had ran from the town guard and the baker, until eventually, daybreak came. In the glint of the morning light he saw a mining steamship departing from the island. He waved his hands and called out. The steamship slowed, allowing him to climb aboard. And there Seanathan Wildecont sat. Angry. Destitute. Lost. There he made a promise to himself to never be caught unaware again, and to kill any monster he set eyes on. They would pay for the loss of his “freedom.” Since then Seanathan has been a crewman on several steamships, always trying to learn how to pilot one. He swore that one day, he would learn.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To learn how to be a pilot.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Endurance and adaptability: Seanathan evolves to his environment. He can look at his surroundings and tell exactly what can benefit him. Seanathan uses his surroundings to his advantage. In addition, Seanathan has endurance on his side. He is tough, and can outlast most anything or anyone.
Learning ability: Seanathan has the ability to look and something and learn how it works. He has a good brain for learning and will do anything it takes to learn when he sets his mind to it.
Focus: Once Seanathan sets his mind to something, he will not give up on it. He will keep going at it until it is done.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Disobedience: Seanathan has a casual disregard for law and authority that gets him into trouble a lot. He may have problems joining any sort of structured group, due to his almost complete inability to follow orders, and instead do what he sees as the best way.
Greed: Seanathan is, at heart, a thief. He wants to get things, and wanting things mean greed. Greed can sometimes blind Seanathan, such as his greed for flight making him lazy, such as when he crashed on Bloodstone.
Short-tempered: Seanathan has an exceedingly short temper, he has been known to beat a man for insulting him. He doesn’t take any crap from anybody, and if he does it is only because Seanathan likes that particular person.
Sigh: Seanathan is blind in one eye, making him unable to see from one side of his face.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Nope.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Seanathan pulls up his trenchcoat around him, enveloping him. He strides towards the two men, his tough leather boots clicking on the wet pavement, caused by the recent rains. The two armored men, one with a scar on his chin, the other with a long, weaselly nose, poke and prod the girl, asking for her money, teasing her. Seanathan stands there for a moment, observing the scene. His cigar smokes steadily, the fumes wafting upwards in the early morning air. The girl looks over at him with wide, pleading eyes, and the two men turn. “Eh?” says scar-chin, scratching his head. “Move along mate,” says weasel, “We don’t want no trouble. You won’t get ‘urt if you just pretend you didn’t see anything.” Seanathan stands silent. He takes the cigar from out of his mouth and lets out a puff of smoke, blowing it at weasel. He speaks. “I zink...zat jou should leave ze girl alone.” “Wot! ‘Er parents owe us money. We’re takin‘ it out from ‘er.” Seanathan stares at them from his one good eye. “No, jou will go now. Jou will not harm zis girl anymore. And if I find you harassing zis girl again, I will come to jour house, and tear your living throat out, like zis.” Seanathan reaches out with a lightning speed and grabs weasel by the throat, squeezing with steady pressure. “Do jou get ze picture?” Weasel’s eyes bug as he nods rapidly. “Good. Off with jou.” Seanathan pushes the man away by the throat, and scar-chin glares at him before following weasel in running down the streets. Seanathan looks puts the cigar back into his mouth and looks down at the girl. “Girl, jou are okay, oui?” “Y-yes, I am...fine.” “Good.” Seanathan continues his early morning walk down the wet streets, puffs of smoke coming from his glowing cigar.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Seanathan looks at the man sitting across from him in the darkly lit tavern room. Music plays loudly throughout, and it is a wild night within. The man leans over, holding a map. "See here? That is the place where the emerald lies. I need you to go with my ship captain and retrieve it." "And what is in it for me?" The man slaps a bag of coins on the table, it jingles loudly, even in the noise of the tavern. Seanathan thinks for a moment. "Very well. I will do zis thing." "Good, go to the dock tomorrow night and board my ship. Then go to bloodstone." "Oui." The next night, Seanathan makes his way to the dock, cigar smoke streaming out behind him. He meets up with the captain of the ship and boards immediately. Then the ship takes off, heading for Bloodstone. Eventually the islands comes into sight, around daybreak. The monsters flame in agony as the ship lands. Seanathan runs hurriedly out of the ship with an escort of a few swordsman and makes it to the tree where the emerald lies. He digs, quickly, then unearths the large emerald. Quickly, he runs back to the ship and boards it. Then they zoom back towards home, Seanathan already looking forward to his prize.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Seanathan looks down on the old man. It is a bright day, and people bustle everywhere. All seem to ignore the old man, on purpose. They want to forget there is poverty in the world. Seanathan looks down in contemplation. “Please...” the old man murmurs, reaching out to Seanathan with a gnarled hand. Seanathan notices that he is blind. He thinks back to a time, when he was poor. When he begged on the streets. With a rare compassionate look in his eyes, Seanathan presses a piece of bread into the man’s hand. “Aneria bless you...” Seanathan only walks away, letting the incident drift out of his mind.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Seanathan raises an eyebrow at the drunken fellow, who just insulted his mother. Once again, it is a busy night in Seanathan’s favorite tavern. He thinks for a minute. Seanathan never liked his mother. However, this was a personal insult towards Seanathan. Seanathan liked himself, and disliked this man. Making a decision, Seanathan lashes out with a powerful uppercut to the man’s jaw. The man stumbles backwards, reeling drunkenly. “Now just...who d’ye think ye...” Seanathan doesn’t let the man finish his sentence and punches him again in the right side of his jaw, the man falls to the ground, unconscious.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Seanathan makes an about face, following the woman. He studies the necklace from behind in the bright afternoon sunlight. Some people give him odd looks, studying a woman like that. He ignores them. The watch is gold, with a pure ruby forged onto the front. At the back is a simple clasp. No lock, just pull and steal. Seanathan followed the woman towards the richer quarter of the capital, rubbing his forehead. He begins muttering to himself, puffs of smoke escaping his cigar and mouth. The woman turns around on him, looking him in the eyes. “Is there something you want?” she asks in a polite, but suspicious tone. Seanathan licks his lips and silently shakes his head no, pulling up his trenchcoat and striding off. He thought about the necklace and shook his head. Surely it hadn’t been /that/ valuable.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope, everything seems pretty straightforward.
Other notes: As I stated earlier, I am a Lore Master for LotC, and though I may not seek an official title or position here, I offer up my lore-writing services to the administration of this server if it is wanted or needed.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no skype.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: of course.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: forcing others into roleplay
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: using out of character knowledge with your character
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: acting out a characters role in a story.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: no one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when the ownder of the character AGREES in the roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: when solving dispute/problems that cannot be fixed in character
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: mages
Who are the Fallen?: "The “Fallen”, or Medori, are an old and generally superstitious people. They prefer to stay away from conflict, generally looking for peaceful ways to solve problems as opposed to violent ones."
When and how did our current government come to be?: "The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R (After Raising)., following defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun."
Who are the Order of Aradin?: "The Order of Aradin was brought into creation around 170 A.R., to protect the newly created Chancellery from any type of assault"
What are the Net and Essence? the net is a invisible barrier that has existed since the islands, and saves induvisuals but not items, to save items it takes xp from the indivisual.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: i play on 2 roleplay servers already, i might move onto this one.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: i might not leave these servers but play on this one a bit more. Fantasycraft
Elmcraft
Character Information
Name: Leon Haon
Age: 13
Class: Laborer (if aloud, Craftsman)
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: appears to be medori, but i am Chancellory.
Physical description: He is a skinny young boy, his although his hieght is unusualy tall for his age, as 7feet (if not 6"8), he has pale white skin, blue eyes, and black hair (dyed himself), even though he is skinny, he is very strong and will usualy not fight physicly (please respond telling me if i need more detail), although you cannot see these details well since he always wear's a green rogue outfit that he got from his father
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): He grew up with his parents untill the age of 5, when they left to the market to get food but never returned. Before his parents dissapeared his father has givin him a violin, of which he practiced everyday since then. He also has a pet cat with orange-ish fur, named Chester, who he goes everywhere with. He used to live in a large house, but it was burnt down in a tragic fire, and nobody knows who or what has caused it still, during the 7 years his parents have been gone, he learnt manythings himeself, such as,being respectful, not to speak to strangers, how to cook most of his meals, to be responsible for what he has caused, and much more. every since the fire, only a few days after the disapearance of his parents, he has lived on the streets, playing the violin to try and earn money to survive. somtimes he has to steal from a shop, but usualy he does well about staying fed. He visits libraries often, and has learnt alot about the surface (overworld). He usualy tries to stand up for what he thinks is right, without getting in trouble with the law. He enjoy's to travel around the islands, and on his travels he has met many people, who he has befriended. He wrights down most things that happen in his journal. The most bizarre/strange thing about him is that he thinks he can remember a type of "Past Life" of where he has lived on the surface (overworld, below the island).
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): his goal is to, just like all, survive, but he also wishes to become a famous musician.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): kind, intelegent, and brave. he is strong, able to knock a normal man out. since he is skinny he can run quite fast, since he has no fat to slow him down.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): he is somtimes taken over by greed, since he is so skinny he must eat, he doesn't have much fat to act as an energy source when starving.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): no.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
*notices out of the corner of my eye, heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl* "some people have no respect... mabye i can talk to them?" *puts down violin and walks over to the men* "pardon me!" the men ignore me. "HEY! stop harrassing that girl! what did she even do!" men continue to ignore. "fine..." *walks over to a guard to alert them about the situation*
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"Bloodstone, that is the place full of monsters isn't it?" man nods "i thought so, i wouldn't risk my life for a reward, especially since i do not know if you are lying to me, or what the reward is. besides i'm perfectly fine with the money i have now."
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*stops walking so i can look at the man and speak with him* "you are in the same predicament. sorry to hear that. I'll tell you what, if I'm able to get enough food, i'll come back later and give you some, ok?" man thanks me. *hands the main one of my coins*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*thinks to self "that man does not even know me"* "my mother is dead, sir! i would appreaciat it if you did not insault her spirit!"
(if the man were to continue) "sir just stop it now! i do not want to use violence!" (if he still doesnt' stop) "that is it!!!" *punches man in nose, if he were to not block* *bows* "thank you for stoping, i trust you won't do it again..".
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
"what a beautiful necklace... pardon me ma'am, i think you have droped somthing" the woman thanks me for the information and goes to get it *tries my best to take the necklace and lucky i am not caught, YET*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? not yet.
Other notes: i am sorry if i have not fully understoof some of the concepts, i'm fine with filling out the application again, and i WILL read through the forum of this again.
While you had interesting ideas going in your ICRs, your grammar and spelling were very off. You also forgot to even tell me your IGN. I'd also like to see a vast improvement on your ICRs/OOCs/Strengths/weaknesses. In regards to OOCs, you really should expand a lot and not copy paste our answers. If you are stuck, look to a previously accepted player's app for inspiration. Good luck!
Kdog71
This app seemed very, very rushed. I'd recommend going back and taking your time with it. I'd definitely like to see all of your OOC answers boosted up. A lot. Like... Seriously. No one word answers here. Add more detail to all of them. Your IC section was a kind of a mess. The story was unique, but riddled with poor grammar and spelling. It just didn't flow at all. I'll need you to fix the entire thing up. You motivation/strengths/weaknesses were all kinda... Weak or uninspired. Your ICRs were also filled with grammatical errors. Just... Tighten up the app, grammar and spelling wise. Also, we use gold coins, not dollars. Fix up all of your app (You honestly may as well rewrite it) and you'll be good.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Just search Enjii01. I change my name a lot.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Yessir.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
To put it in my own words, making an attack, character, whatever extremely powerful. I know what it means, just.. not great at defining it.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Knowing something IC that you should only know OOC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
Create a different life, is how I would put it. Whether it be fantasy, real life, the lot, you create someone and basically.. be that person.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
Only the people who don't exsist.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
If the person accepts death in a CvC battle.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
If you have to say something that can not be said IC, I guess I should put it.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to Roleplay in accordance with it?:
Yep yep yep.
Who is allowed to use magic?:
Mages who have trained in the ways of magic itself at the Academy.
Who are the Fallen?:
A race of people who were seperated from the others during the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?:
Who are the Order of Aradin?:
A group of people made to protect the Chancellery from assault.
What are the Net and Essence?
Put this into two different things:
1. Net. The Net is a barrier underneath the islands. If someone were to fall of the islands, the Net will return you back ot the islands. Unless you have 3 levels of Essence, you will lose all your gear to the Net.
2. Essence. A not SUPER usefull substance, Essence is a non matter product that most people only know what it is because it saves their gear when they fall into the Net.
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
Multiple forum and server roleplay.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Tales of Exile: Shut down.
Resistance of Kharn: Shut down.
Kingdoms of Terra: HAven't left that one yet.
I beleive there are more I'm forgetting.. but I wasn't banned on any of them. I SWEAR.
On to Character creation. Woo.
Character Information
Name: Jackson Maj
Age: 19
Class: Crafstman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description:
Jackson isin't one of the big tough guys you see bullying people. He is also not one of the scrawny people who gets picked on. Sort of in the middle, if that makes sense. Blonde hair, green eyes, Jackson isin't handsome or ugly. He wears leather steampunk-esque clothes and his hair is usually all messed up.
Screen capture of your skin:
Hehee.. I have no idea how to put pictures on here. Tell me how if you REALLY need the skin.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Jackson.. hmm.. to explain his life in one word: Strange. At about the age of 6, Jackson's parents decided they didn't want him. He was sent to his grandfather to live with him for his life. At around 17, his grandfather died of old age. They all lived in the Chancellory, of course, so he decided his life would be fine without his grandpa. So from age 17 to his current 19, Jackson worked the fields. He has also tried his hand at inveting things, but that usually didn't end well. But he is great at farming and also would love to learn Alchemy.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To gain his Primary degree and then an Alchemy degree, then become an actual alchemist.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
As mentioned in physical appearence, he isin't super strong. But he does have quite a bit of muscle from working in the fields. After losing his grandfather, he has become a bit solitary, but very smart and clever.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Do not give him metal, wrench, hammers, tools, that kind of thing. Something will probably end up being blown up. But again, after losing his grandfather, he also becomes attached to friends and other people. If put in a situation of his life for theirs, he will choose his own life to be lost in order for those people to be saved.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
He runs up to the men, yelling at them to stop. Seeing as they don't, he pushes them both away the best he can, but the bigger of the men throws a punch. Fist connects with face, and Jackson's nose starts bleeding. Preffering not to fight, he goes in between the two men and kneels down to the girl. After telling her that he is trying to help her, he picks her up and carrys her to a place away from the men. He sets her down, and kneels.
"Are you alright?" he asks. "Those men weren't exactly the nicest people huh?" Jackson says. "I'm fine, but are you sure you are mister? Your nose is still bleeding." She hands him a tissue she had, and then wraps her arms around Jackson's neck, whispering thank-yous into his ear. He would then pick her up and take her to her home.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Jackson being himself decides to help the man, reward or not, just out of the good of his heart.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
He walks up to the man, and seeing as he has nothing, tells him to wait here. The man assured him he wasn't going anywhere. Jackson ran home, grabbed some food from the house, as well as some spare change. He runs back to where the old man is and hands him the food. He puts the coins in a small jar the man had sitting next to him. "Good luck, sir." he says, before heading off.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"Oi, ya little brat! Go on an' take a swig of the ol' alchamohol. It good fer' yeh!" the man says, taking another drink from his own mug. "What, ya chicken? Yer mother must think yer a really stupid kid, eh?" Jackson takes a large drink, accepting this man's challenge. "I'll have you know, my mother did hate me. She left me. So you know what? You're telling the truth. Thanks for reminding me of that WONDERFUL past." he says before leaving.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
He thinks about for a second, then realises he wouldn't need it. Pretty as it is, he wouldn't wear it, and he knew of no one else to give one to.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Nope.
Other notes:
As of the time I post this, I do not have an accout on your forum. I will try to get the time to put one up soon. BOBERT OUT! (Yes.. Bobert is my nickname.)
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When I get bored, I write stories. Would you like a story? :3
bobcheese12 Only thirteen, eh? That is completely unacceptable. We don't want people that young on our server. Now go away before I taunt you a second time!
In all seriousness, though, you had a few legitimate things wrong with your app. In your OOC, you actually missed a question (When and how did our current government come to be?) and your bio was way too short. I'd also like to see you add another part to the "When can you cause a death of another character", "When can you speak OOC" (Hint: Put places where this can occur), and "What is powergaming" (Give me some examples, and powergaming can also be something else ^_^). If you're having trouble hitting the four hundred word mark, I'll left three fifty slide. If you're having trouble thinking of what to write, write about things that might have happened in his time living with his grandfather, and definitely write about what he was doing with his time between when his grandfather died and the current date, especially the things he tried to invent. You also state that if he is given any sort of materials, "something will blow up". Why not write about that! Another thing I just noticed is that your strengths and weaknesses kinda contradict eachother. In your strengths, you say that Jackson became solitary after his grandfather died, but then in the weaknesses section you state that he becomes more attached to friends and family. Fix this up and you're platinum (That's right. Platinum.) Good luck!
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Nope. Though I can get one if it would help.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing roleplay upon someone ex. Ron Swanson Beheads you.
What is the definition of “Metagaming"? Using info that you got from OOC in a roleplay
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Acting out the actions and thoughts of a fictional character
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided Mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when the other player/character consents
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: on the OOC channel, and when you put brackets around your text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have, and I do.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were seperated after the Rising, and have just now started to drift closer to the Chancellory
When and how did our current government come to be?: They rose to power in 169 A.R. Taking the place of the defeated monarch.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They Defend they Capitol from all threats
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a field just below the islands that catches you if you fall off. Essence is experience and when you have enough it saves your items too when you fall off.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: N/A
Character Information
Name: James Candelli
Age: 34
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: He stands 5'9" tall, with pale blue eyes and short reddish-brown hair. He is lean and muscular with a slight tan, and his face (and had for that matter) is large and blocky, His face is hard and weathered from years spent working on constructions sites, and mining operations, He has some stubborn stubble that desperately wants to be a beard, despite his plans otherwise.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner):
Life had been hard for James. He had been raised in the slums by a father who was too busy chasing after some girl or another to notice James, let alone feed him. He never knew who is mother was, and never m\put too much though into her. He never had enough to eat, because his father generally forgot to feed him, and James could never bring himself to steal, so to remedy this predicament he started working odd jobs on constructions sites, starting with things like errand boy, and eventually becoming a construction worker outright. By the time he was 15 he had left his father's "care" and moved into a small apartment, where he timidly began trying his had at drafting hoping one day to become an architect. One day he was trying to work out a problem with one of his plans when he heard beautiful singing coming from the room below him, upon further investigation it proved to be a wonderful woman who had just moved into the apartment below him. After a short while they were married, and he couldn't have been happier. He put aside his dreams of becoming an architect to work on providing for her until she caught the plague and died when he was 27. After her death he left to work on the outpost as a miner feeling that there were to many memories and sentiments in the chancellory. Despite the change in scenery he still found himself wracked with grief, and took up drinking as a way to ease the pain. he was eventually fired from his position at the outpost for causing a cave in while drunk on the job. The cave in was minor, but it killed one of his only friends at the outpost, but instead of putting down the bottle, he started turning to it more often. After about a month his money ran out and he scraped everything he owned together and sold it for a ticket back to the chancellory, where he hopes to rebuild his dream of becoming and architect.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To become a master architect.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is physically strong, and is smart, with a general sense of right and wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): He is a depressive uneducated alcoholic. Which has gotten him into all sorts of trouble.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): I don't think so.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
James staggers down the alley way when he hears a girl cry out. He looks up trying to refocus, and sees two men harrassing a prostitute. A voice that he hopes is his conscience tells him that what he is seeing is wrong, and his booze addled brain agrees. He raises his head a shouts " 'ey! Whattter ya doin' t'that poor lil missus?" One of the guards shouts "None of your business, now scram unless you want trouble" as he says trouble the guard unsheathes his sword a bit. James decides he doesn't like the look of the guard, so he shouts "I don tink I will" and tries to lunge forward, but falls on his face instead. The guards laugh, and one of them says "Look at him, hes too drunk to stand!" which his met with more laughter. The guards keep laughing as the grab the girl and take her though a back door in the alley. James curses as he tries to get back up, but in the end he falls asleep thinking that this alley is as good a place as any.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
James looks down at the little man on the edge of the construction site, takes a look back at the building taking shape before him. He wonders how he could ever be expected to leave this beauty, let alone go to some monster infested hell hole in the hopes of getting some quick gold. James shouts back " go frack yourself, I've got better things to do." he watches the little man walk away before picking up his tools and resuming his work.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
The old man looks up at james and says weakly "can you spare some food sir?" James looks down at the pitiful wretch, and checks his pockets, and finds them empty. he mutters an apology to the old man before quickly walking away, wishing that he had had something to give the man.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I said, I rode your mother like HORSE last night!", James looks up from his second beer, already starting to feel the familiar buzz. He looks at the man and says," You probably did, I sure as hell didn't know the woman." The man smiles and says, " Yer Damn right I did, whose so tough now big guy?" as he says it the man grabs James' beer and throws it in his face. James looks longingly at where the beer had been and, then looks at the man who had just stood between him and sweet forgetfulness. He stands up, grabs the nearest stool, and swings at the guy. A punches later and a couple of guards and he is sitting outside the tavern in a heap with a bloody nose. He feels the blood and thinks, "could have been worse, i could have been the other guy" he picks himself up and staggers down the road, looking for another tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
James spies the necklace on the woman, and thinks to himself, "that just like the one I got for Annabelle" he immediately winces and regrets the thought. He had been doing so well too, hadn't thought about her in a couple of days, but now all of those thoughts came flooding back, and he desperately needed a drink.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
8/18/2011
Posts:
104
Minecraft:
WholeGrainWheat
Member Details
Accepted:
Azaraphale14 - Hoo boy, was wondering when we'd get an alcoholic. In all seriousness, this is a pretty well-written and thought-out app. Welcome to the community.
Accepted:
laws23198-
The feels. All of the feels! The app was shaky in some places, but the excellent bio proved your ability and competence. Some may feel that recollection from infant years is a little far fetched, but I remember as far back as to things when I was 3 or 4 years old, welcome to the server! I know you know some people on here but don't forget to hop on the forums (aneria.enjin.com). Adding you to the whitelist as we speak.
It's when something or someone sneaks up behind you to ruin your photo lol I'm sure they're just kidding around
SWAGYo Kenyan, whatcha up to?
Applying for the server are we?
lol, I am too, my character bio is taking longer to sort out than I thought...
anywho, see ya later, G Pal.
Character Information
Name: Tolfdier Hasmith
Age: 21
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description: 5' 6" tall,Blue eyes,Dirty blonde hair, slight muscletone, missing a baby finger on left hand, cleanly shaven, usually seen wearing the clothes of an adventurer type (Light brown tunic and dark brown pants with black boots)
Screen capture of your skin:
http://www.planetmin...s-skin-2174359/
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
My character Tolfdier was born in the commons of the capitol. He grew up with his mother and father as a single child. As a single child, he was usualy spoiled. He was given many gifts at a young age including books. When my character was 3 he began to read single sentences fluently, by the time he was four he could read simple books with ease.As my character approached the age of 5 he could read books with many chapters in them. At the time my character was 7 he was working with his father to do jobs such as sowing seeds and tilling the ground. He was usualy vert busy and spent most of his spare time reading or playing with his friends. As a 7 year old my character would play "soldier" with his friends pretend to use sticks as swords.
When my character approached the age of 9 he stumbeled across a book about magic in front of the academy. He opened the book and read it very closely and tried to make sense of it. Every night Tolfdier would open the book and read a few pages. The book had contained may words that confused him such as "rune" or "enchantment" but he would still read on. The farther into the book he had gotten the more it started to make sense, the book contained the knowledge of many mages and priests. At the age of 13 he had finished the book about magic, mages, and priests and had learned very little about magic but enough to know what mages could do with their powers and how they could help others. By the time Tolfdier had turned 16 he began to work in the mines, and farm with his dad more. By now, Tolfdier would be spending almost all of his time working with very little free time. But every chance he could get he would read a book, or hangout with his friends.
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Working in the mines, was a very perilous job. There was always the chance of, the caves caving in as well as the occasional monster or wolf. Even at the age of 16 Tolfdier had feared many of these things. Once Tolfdier had found a wolf wandering around the cave he tried to shoo it out, but the wolf just lunged at him and bit his hand taking away his baby finger on his left hand, after being lunged at Tolfdier had gone to get his hand wrapped so it would stop bleeding, it was a clean heal, but it was a traumatizing event for Tolfdier.. When Tolfdier had turned 18 his first caving in accident had happened. Tolfdier had to dig his way out of the spot that trapped him from the others, it took Tolfdier about 1 day to dig out of the spot he was stuck in. Once he had gotten out, all the torches in the mine had gone out and everybody had left to go home. Scared out of his wits alone in the dark mine, he had found his way out, but will always have a fear of... the dark.
When Tolfdier turned 20 He had gotten his own home in the commons area of the Capitol. He would occasionally go to the tavern and have a few drinks to help him wash away the weariness of mining all day. Now that tolfdier had moved out of his parents place and into his own, he would occasionaly visit his mother and father. On the last time he had visited he had found the old book about magic under his bed, pulled it out and read it. Reading each page into detail he learned more than he ever could have dreamt of about the magical arts. He learned what mages and priests could do, their power to help others and their capabilities to smite monsters with ease. It was then tolfdier knew if he wanted to help the Chancellory in any way, he would have to become a mage or a priest and dedicate his life to helping others. Once Tolfdier turned 21, thats where his story continues, his eveylasting attempts to get into the academy and learn the ways of the arcane arts, and keep his job and house at the same time.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
My characters main goal in life is to become a mage to help the Chancellory and the citizens of the Chancellory in every way he can, his motivation and drive is the need to help others.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
My character is very knowledgable and knows very much about the mathematical studies and science. My character is strong from the years of labour he had done with his father and the years he is doing in the mines. As well as he is very interested in learning more. My character is very focused on the task on hand and will not get off the topic of what he is doing no matter what he does. My character is also very calm under pressure and can handle difficult situations with ease. My character is also very good at pursuading and getting others to agree with him.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality.
Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): My character does not know how to use bows, or magic (Currently). When my character was a child he play soldiers with his friend and swung sticks as swords, he know the basics of a sword but does not know how to effectively use a sword in combat. My character is also very irresponsible and forgetful, and has a temper. My character is very helpful and will most likely not say no if somebody asks him to do something. My character wont give up, even if he fails he will keep going, if he is wounded he would continue the task until he falls over exhausted.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
My character would study the men and what they looked like and hunt for nearby guards to assist, if he could not see any guards, he would take the matter into his own hands. My character would approach the men and use his pursuasive skills to tell the men that he saw a man with a lot of money and expensive possestions leaving the Capitol, and that they could catch the man now if they went for him. The men would then probably wanting the money and items would stop harassing the girl and leave. I would then tell the girl to look for a guard and say what the men looked like to get them turned in, I would also mention that there is no rich man leaving the Capitol right now so nobody was in harm.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Struggling my character would say no. He would say no because the island is full of monsters and he would die for sure. He would tell the man that "there can be no possible item at bloodstone that would be worth anothers life. If you need the item as much as you act as you do, you can go retrieve the item yourself."
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
I would toss the man a few nuggets so he could go buy some food, I would also suggest a nearby place where he could get a job and earn money so he could get a home and start to support himself so he did not have to beg for food from people passing by.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
I would tell the man he has never met my mother. I would then tell him that it is unwise to insult somebody you don't know. The man would then murmer an insult about me, then, having a temper, I would punch the man in the jaw causing him to spit blood. I would then tell him that it is unwise to insult somebody to their face.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
I would approach the woman without any idea of theivery and complement the womans neclace saying that the neclace is as beautiful as she is. I would then tell the woman that the neclace is very alike to the one his mother has and is only a different colour. I would then ask the woman if she would like to eat together sometime.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Notes: I know Dgallant to told me and suggested that I apply for this server. Oh, and yes that link leads to "Dylan's Skin" thats my name, Dylan, not Dylan's Skin, my parents dont hate me.
did I mention f*ck you?
Rejected:
l_swaggerific_l - You've only filled out half of the app. Also, you blatantly contradict yourself within four lines, shown here:
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Sota, the land of olivin, and a few others
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:i have not played on any other RP servers i thought this would be pretty fun
If those are your RP experiences, and they're RP servers...that means you've RPed on another RP server. Sorry, but good luck in finding another server!
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
IGN: Kdog71
Real-Life Age:13
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Disturbed98761
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing another player to not have a choice in events where you are either talking to a person or fight another person. I.E. *Dodges multiple arrows and chops off *enemies* head*
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:Telling people information your in game character doesn't know.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is basically having a second life and usually having to be in a different time.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: During RP battles when the player accepts death, or when you accidentally die and then you accept death
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: On the ooc channel or when you put (brackets) around your text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages
Who are the Fallen?: The people that were separated after the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 AR. After defeating the monarch that once ruled the Capitol.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the defenders of the Capitol
What are the Net and Essence? The net is and item that catches the fools that fall of the island. Essence is just experience and if you have enough you can keep your items (3 levels)
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on many servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: None of them were any good.
Character Information
Name: Alexander
Age:21
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen
Physical description: A very built and skinny. With long black hair and grey eyes.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Alexander was from a very happy, wealthy family that have lived in shelter of the Capitol all of their life. He had a very good life. Lots of friends, Even more money, a huge house Alex thought nothing could ever go wrong. He would almost never get into trouble and when he did he would usually find a way out of it. Alexander had no siblings but he did have someone that meant something to him, His friend, Johnny. Johnny liked everything he did and would always get into trouble but not always get out of it and those were the only situations where Alex would get in trouble. One day, just like any other everything changed for Alex. While he and his best friend Johnny were playing outside, A man very heavily armored had asked Johnny and Alex where they lived and Johnny said that they didn't live together and the Alex reused to tell the man where he lived and then Johnny had told him where his family lived and Alex told him that was a bad decision but Johnny had insisted. Later that night, Johnny was kidnapped and his family had been killed. He then was released by the man for hundreds of dollars. Johnny didn't know what to do with himself anymore Alex had insisted that he could live with him and Johnny said he would as long as it was O.K. with his parents. Alex had asked his parents and to a shocking response it was an immediate no. So Johnny and him ran away from home into the slums. After spending many nights in the slums he and Johnny finally decided to try and attempt to join the Academy, after they immediately denied him. Johnny had been accepted and then he had abandoned Alex. He became depressed so he decided to stay in the slums for a while longer. In the dark period of his life he participated in an underground fight club, where he got rid of the hatred of the people around him. And there he honed his skills in unarmed fighting. And then once he made enough money from the fighting he decided to buy a Sword. He then became a Laborer. After making decent amounts of money he had bought better armor and a better sword. He then began to make even more amounts of money. After buying a house and settling in, he had decided there could be nothing more wrong with his life and to make it all better he found out that recently his "old friend" Johnny had passed away. He didn't go to his funeral. One day after he had decided to go for a walk he had seen an old man, and naturally he wanted to sit next to him and so when he sat down and had asked the man a couple of questions and it turns out he has talking been talking to his dad this entire time. The last question he had asked his dad was "Where is mom?" his dad replied with "She is dead" Alex was delighted with this news.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To restart his life and forget about his past life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Fighting skills, the ability to intimidate opponents,
hat is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Alex developed insomnia at all of the bad dreams he once had been abandoned.
which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Alex quietly walks by them as she screams for help, Alex then helps the thugs beat the woman up and then they all spit the money she had on her
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Man: "Hey would you like to make a couple of dollars?" Alex: "That depends what are we doing" Man: "Going to Bloodstone Island to retrieve an item." Alex: "That is worth a lot more than a couple of dollars" Man:" Ok take it or leave it." Alex: "I'm just gonna leave it"
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Alex gives the man some of the food in his knapsack and then tells him to give him his money, The old man refuses so Alex takes the food back for himself.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Man: " H-hey you there boy-o" Alex: " What is it?" Man: " Yo' mother was a *****!" Alex: " Well, good sir the only thing I could say to that is that you are completely right." Man: "Wha? I said yo motha-" Alex: " I know what you said."
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Alex: "Hey lady" Woman: "What?" Alex: "Gimme that necklace" Woman : " What? Frak no." Alex: "Meh, It was worth a try..." *Aleks walks away sullenly*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope!
Other notes: DerpI will make a screen capture possibly tommorow
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Saybil grew up in the wilderness. She grew up with 2 younger siblings, and a pair of parents. She grew up on a small farm, which her family lived off of. Growing up, she never did have an exciting life, which is why her dream was what it was, but we’ll speak of that later. Saybil took interest in her father’s work, which was hunting. Saybil would go hunting with her father often, and would only farm during harvest season.
When Saybil was 7, her dad let her use his bow. The feeling of finally being able to shoot this weapon that Saybil found fascinating was extremely pleasing to Saybil. Although the first shot was horrible, Saybil fell almost instantly in love with it. As time went on, Saybil slowly learned how to use the bow. Though, as a hunter, Saybil still found life rather boring for her.
When Saybil 8 and a half, she finally got her first kill. After wandering the forest a bit with her father, she finally saw her prey. A bunny. As the bunny was not in a good spot, Saybil threw a small rock. The bunny dashed off. Saybil almost silently followed, her father grinning. Saybil slowly stood, careful not to make any noise. Closing one eye, she aimed and slowly brought back the string. “Now...!” Her father quietly whispered as the arrow went flying into the bunny’s eye. Saybil jumped in joy, and she felt extremely proud of herself.
As time went on, Saybil grew. Precisely on her 11th birthday, her father finally gave her a bow. It was a well crafted with a strong string. Saybil was overjoyed. After having dinner with her family, she spent the rest of the day hunting with her father. Saybil at this time was good with the bow. And only the bow. Thats when her father decided to teach her how to fight with some other weapons, starting with a dagger.
When she turned 12, her father turned horribly ill. He could no longer teach her, nor go hunting with her. In order to keep the family healthy with nutrients and the such, Saybil took it upon herself to go hunting on her own. Sometimes, Saybil was much too tired to go hunting, so she’d set up a few traps and catch small animals.
Saybil was 16 when her dad fully recovered. He wasn’t in the best shape though. Over the 4 years of not moving around much, he had gotten rather stiff and old. He wasn’t able to go hunting with Saybil still. Disappointed, Saybil stopped hunting as much.
17 was the age when Saybil decided to leave home. She had wanted to see more of the world instead of staying on the boring farm she lived on. She didn’t understand how dangerous the world could be, though. As she was stopping by on an island named ‘Mining Island’, many mobs attacked her. Though, she was saved by a mage. Astonished by the mage’s powers, her new goal was to become a mage.
She was 18 when she found about the grand opening of the Mage Academy. Traveling to the Capital, Saybil planned to go to the Academy.
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
*sees a young girl surrounded by armoured men* “E-Excuse me but what are you doing to this young girl?” Saybil asks the men. “Hey, this isn't your business!” The, what seems to be, commander states. What am i going to do... I don’t think this is fair I can... LIE i’ll say that she’s my sister. “Well, sir. For your information, she is my younger sister.” Saybil says with a smug look on her face.“I’m sorry, but ye’ called her ‘young girl’, so I don’t believe that this is true.” The smaller man says to Saybil.“I’m sorry but I hadn't had a good look at her so I didn’t know.” Saybil says apologetically.
Saybil winks at the girl and she winked back. “Sissy, help me these people are scaring me!” The young girl said starting to weep. “Hey, stop weeping you stupid child!” The leader of the group yelled at her. “It’s okay, sis. I’m going to get you home to mom and dad.” Saybil said calmly to the weeping child. “You! Girl leave!” The commander yelled back at her. “You know what? All I want is my sister and to bring her home safely. Why do you think that I came out here, to look for my sister can I please bring her home!” Saybil yelled back at the huge man. The men began to clear away from the small girl and she ran to Saybil. She picked her up and put her on her shoulder, carrying her away from the group of men.
“I’m sorry sir but I don’t have the time for this, I need to get home.” Saybil said trying to walk away but ,the man had stopped her with his cane.
“Ahhhh my sweet, you will be well rewarded I say you will.” The man said chuckling.
“I’m sorry are you ok sir do you need to go to the doctor... did you hit your head. I can take you to the hospital” Saybil said worried looking at the old man’s face carefully.
“Ahhhahahahaha... no my sweet I am fine but all I want you to do is go to the forest and find me something if you accept you will be greatly rewarded by bringing it back to me.” The man said getting closer to Saybil she backed away from him looking around to see if anyone saw what was looking at her happening, no one seemed to be looking.
“My sweet you must!” The man yelled and people seemed to look up and see what was happening, murmuring began through the crowd.
“Help this man is trying to kill me. He’s sending me to the forest. Help me!” Saybil yelled backing away from him.
“But my sweet your reward... Oh hello gents would you like to do a favor for me.” He said as some guards walked up in front of Saybil and took him away. Saybil began to run home to Julius to tell him about the events that had just occurred.
“Young lady please calm yourself this has nothing to do with you.” The man said as his eyes widen as Saybil drew her bow to full draw ready to relese. “Sweetie calm down, this isn’t a huge problem.” Saybil’s mom said calmly trying to calm her down. “Mom I’m sorry, you have only been here for about a week, and these people need to learn how to not get drunk and say rude things to people.” Saybil said giving the man the stink eye. “Woah little girl, this is not a time to shoot me” The man said putting his hands up and backing into the corner. “ Hey! For your information I am 18. Oh! Yeah back into the corner not like it’s going to be easier to kill you now.” Saybil said impulsively, she thought for a second and lowered her bow and put her arrow back into her quiver. “What!? You’re not going to kill me” The man said with awe on his face, because he thought Saybil was going to kill him. “Yeah, think about that next time you say something like that to another woman” Saybil said walking away with her mother in tow.
Other notes: No
Accepted:
Kenyan_Kid
Thanks for making those changes. Welcome to the server!
If anyone has been already looked at by Wheats, he'll be the one to handle your app. Expect it to be looked at sometime in the next twenty-four hours or so. If you haven't been looked/defered yet, please PM me here with your IGN so I can sift through the mountain of apps.
~Mallachie
IGN: watyll
Real-Life Age: 15
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): I am proud to offer up my skype to anyone who wishes it :3 watyll97
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: I have never had a problem obeying the rules.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is when your character does something he/she would not be able to. Ex: Minnie is a six year old girl. Mike walks over and attempts to steal Minnie's candy. Minnie, without writing "attempts" punches Mike so hard that his head explodes. Minnie is powergaming, for two reasons. 1. One must always write "attempts" before going through with an action in an rp fight. 2. A six year old girl would not have the ability to punch someone so hard that their head explodes.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using Out Of Character information to benefit yourself In Character. Ex: The person that plays Minnie knows that tonight there will be a raid on her house. Somehow, Minnie magically knows this In Character. When Mike raids her house that night, he finds that all the belongings have been buried and their is a bucket of lava pouring down on him. That is metagaming.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: You would think this would be simple to define, but I find this to be the hardest one to pin down. I see role-play as an escape into another part of yourself. Role-play is when a person creates a character, all by themselves, and acts as that character would act.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing the other character consents.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the situation requires it. Such as clarifying an emote, or explaining something that your character has said or done.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Those who have worked towards it, and put time and effort into the process.
Who are the Fallen?: A semi-nomadic civilization that enjoys peace and is on a collision course with the Chancellory.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R. after the fall of the old Linyera monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: An ancient order of knights assigned to protect the Chancellory. Their power and dignity is dwindling.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a force that keeps mortals from falling out of the islands, it returns any that fall back to the nearest island. Essence is a magical force that can be stored in emeralds. It resembles mana.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on the server Age of Fatality, participated in numerous Forum Role-plays, Acheived the rank of Lore-Master on Lord of the Craft, and played for a short stint on Celestial Dreams.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left Celestial Dreams due to the lack of activity and poor management. I left Age of Fatality due to the horrific management and attitude towards players. I still play on LotC.
Character Information
Name: Seanathan Wildecont.
Age: 24
Class: Bladesman.
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory.
Physical description: Seanathan is a tall, scruffy-looking man. He is only 24, but appears to be far older, around his late 30s. He wears his hair long and whipped backwards, wild. He keeps a tangled mustache, and a short, neat beard. One eye is missing from a tavern brawl, and he covers this up with an eyepatch. He is thin, but muscular, some describe him as wiry. He usually wears long trousers and an undershirt, which he covers up with a long black trench coat. Perpetually in his mouth is a cigar. Strapped to Seanathan's waist is his thin fencing rapier.
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Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Seanathan Wildecont was born as Dulgery Burm in the slums of the Chancellory. He was, in accordance with what his name might suggest, a rather unattractive, wretched child. Dulgery, like so many other slum children, learned early on that crime was the way to survive. Dulgery never had much affection for his parents, and they never had much affection for him. If you were to ask him today what his parents‘ names were he wouldn’t be able to answer your question. Dulgery spent most of his time running in the streets of the capital, always wondering when his next meal would be, or if he would be caught by the grabbing arm of the law. He stole bread and picked pockets. One day, as he was running from a baker, the town guard was called. He was 14 at the time. Naturally, 14 year old Dulgery was terrified at the time. He ran and ran, far after the guard had stopped chasing. He ran until he got to the very edge of the capital island, and there he stopped, looking over the edge. Endlessness. Weightlessness. Dulgery looked down into the bright blue abyss. He was not repulsed by it, he did not fear it. It sucked at him, calling to him. Dulgery saw birds flying about above and under him, in complete freedom. He was struck by a great epiphany. Flight- he must have it.
From that moment forward it became Dulgery’s single goal to build or buy his own steamship. He knew he had to start fresh. So Dulgery Burm changed his name, to the much more attractive Seanathan Wildecont. It was a noble, proud name, and Seanathan wore it well. He began to think of a way to gather resources, and the situation presented itself. The frontierlands: The Outpost. Seanathan made one last theft, a pickaxe, before boarding a steamship to the frontier. For long years, he mined away at the rock in the Outpost. Battles with monsters were a daily occurrence, and Seanathan quickly learned how to use a sword to some competency. It was that or die. That’s just how it was in the Outpost. Seanathan eventually mined enough jewels to buy his own little hot air balloon. This was at the age of 20. A lifetime of crime, brawling, and mining had turned him into a hard, efficient man. For weeks he sewed together his hot air balloon, and then, on a clear spring day, he cast off from the Outpost. His dream had come true. Seanathan had never been so happy in his life, up in the clouds there was freedom. True freedom. He was the master of where he went, the master of what he wanted to do. Seanathan simply kicked back and let the wind take him. As the balloon sailed off, Seanathan drifted slowly off to sleep.
Hours later, Seanathan awoke to a jarring, shuddering halt. His air balloon had run aground. Pulling himself up, he looked over the rim of his ship, seeing all of a sudden, dozens of pairs of red eyes look towards him. Calmly, Seanathan lit a match, illuminating dozens of monsters. Seanathan had landed on Bloodstone island, at night no less. Seanathan cursed and hopped out of his hot air balloon and pulling out his sword. Most monsters were clumsy, but sheer numbers threatened to overwhelm him. He was forced to flee, leaving his precious hot air balloon behind. Never had Seanathan been more angry and disappointed. He ran and ran, just as he had ran from the town guard and the baker, until eventually, daybreak came. In the glint of the morning light he saw a mining steamship departing from the island. He waved his hands and called out. The steamship slowed, allowing him to climb aboard.
And there Seanathan Wildecont sat. Angry. Destitute. Lost. There he made a promise to himself to never be caught unaware again, and to kill any monster he set eyes on. They would pay for the loss of his “freedom.” Since then Seanathan has been a crewman on several steamships, always trying to learn how to pilot one. He swore that one day, he would learn.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To learn how to be a pilot.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Endurance and adaptability: Seanathan evolves to his environment. He can look at his surroundings and tell exactly what can benefit him. Seanathan uses his surroundings to his advantage. In addition, Seanathan has endurance on his side. He is tough, and can outlast most anything or anyone.
Learning ability: Seanathan has the ability to look and something and learn how it works. He has a good brain for learning and will do anything it takes to learn when he sets his mind to it.
Focus: Once Seanathan sets his mind to something, he will not give up on it. He will keep going at it until it is done.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Disobedience: Seanathan has a casual disregard for law and authority that gets him into trouble a lot. He may have problems joining any sort of structured group, due to his almost complete inability to follow orders, and instead do what he sees as the best way.
Greed: Seanathan is, at heart, a thief. He wants to get things, and wanting things mean greed. Greed can sometimes blind Seanathan, such as his greed for flight making him lazy, such as when he crashed on Bloodstone.
Short-tempered: Seanathan has an exceedingly short temper, he has been known to beat a man for insulting him. He doesn’t take any crap from anybody, and if he does it is only because Seanathan likes that particular person.
Sigh: Seanathan is blind in one eye, making him unable to see from one side of his face.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Nope.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Seanathan pulls up his trenchcoat around him, enveloping him. He strides towards the two men, his tough leather boots clicking on the wet pavement, caused by the recent rains. The two armored men, one with a scar on his chin, the other with a long, weaselly nose, poke and prod the girl, asking for her money, teasing her. Seanathan stands there for a moment, observing the scene. His cigar smokes steadily, the fumes wafting upwards in the early morning air. The girl looks over at him with wide, pleading eyes, and the two men turn.
“Eh?” says scar-chin, scratching his head.
“Move along mate,” says weasel, “We don’t want no trouble. You won’t get ‘urt if you just pretend you didn’t see anything.”
Seanathan stands silent. He takes the cigar from out of his mouth and lets out a puff of smoke, blowing it at weasel. He speaks.
“I zink...zat jou should leave ze girl alone.”
“Wot! ‘Er parents owe us money. We’re takin‘ it out from ‘er.”
Seanathan stares at them from his one good eye.
“No, jou will go now. Jou will not harm zis girl anymore. And if I find you harassing zis girl again, I will come to jour house, and tear your living throat out, like zis.” Seanathan reaches out with a lightning speed and grabs weasel by the throat, squeezing with steady pressure.
“Do jou get ze picture?”
Weasel’s eyes bug as he nods rapidly.
“Good. Off with jou.”
Seanathan pushes the man away by the throat, and scar-chin glares at him before following weasel in running down the streets. Seanathan looks puts the cigar back into his mouth and looks down at the girl.
“Girl, jou are okay, oui?”
“Y-yes, I am...fine.”
“Good.”
Seanathan continues his early morning walk down the wet streets, puffs of smoke coming from his glowing cigar.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Seanathan looks at the man sitting across from him in the darkly lit tavern room. Music plays loudly throughout, and it is a wild night within. The man leans over, holding a map.
"See here? That is the place where the emerald lies. I need you to go with my ship captain and retrieve it."
"And what is in it for me?"
The man slaps a bag of coins on the table, it jingles loudly, even in the noise of the tavern. Seanathan thinks for a moment.
"Very well. I will do zis thing."
"Good, go to the dock tomorrow night and board my ship. Then go to bloodstone."
"Oui."
The next night, Seanathan makes his way to the dock, cigar smoke streaming out behind him. He meets up with the captain of the ship and boards immediately. Then the ship takes off, heading for Bloodstone. Eventually the islands comes into sight, around daybreak. The monsters flame in agony as the ship lands. Seanathan runs hurriedly out of the ship with an escort of a few swordsman and makes it to the tree where the emerald lies. He digs, quickly, then unearths the large emerald. Quickly, he runs back to the ship and boards it. Then they zoom back towards home, Seanathan already looking forward to his prize.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Seanathan looks down on the old man. It is a bright day, and people bustle everywhere. All seem to ignore the old man, on purpose. They want to forget there is poverty in the world. Seanathan looks down in contemplation.
“Please...” the old man murmurs, reaching out to Seanathan with a gnarled hand. Seanathan notices that he is blind. He thinks back to a time, when he was poor. When he begged on the streets. With a rare compassionate look in his eyes, Seanathan presses a piece of bread into the man’s hand.
“Aneria bless you...”
Seanathan only walks away, letting the incident drift out of his mind.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Seanathan raises an eyebrow at the drunken fellow, who just insulted his mother. Once again, it is a busy night in Seanathan’s favorite tavern. He thinks for a minute. Seanathan never liked his mother. However, this was a personal insult towards Seanathan. Seanathan liked himself, and disliked this man. Making a decision, Seanathan lashes out with a powerful uppercut to the man’s jaw. The man stumbles backwards, reeling drunkenly.
“Now just...who d’ye think ye...”
Seanathan doesn’t let the man finish his sentence and punches him again in the right side of his jaw, the man falls to the ground, unconscious.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Seanathan makes an about face, following the woman. He studies the necklace from behind in the bright afternoon sunlight. Some people give him odd looks, studying a woman like that. He ignores them. The watch is gold, with a pure ruby forged onto the front. At the back is a simple clasp. No lock, just pull and steal. Seanathan followed the woman towards the richer quarter of the capital, rubbing his forehead. He begins muttering to himself, puffs of smoke escaping his cigar and mouth. The woman turns around on him, looking him in the eyes.
“Is there something you want?” she asks in a polite, but suspicious tone. Seanathan licks his lips and silently shakes his head no, pulling up his trenchcoat and striding off. He thought about the necklace and shook his head. Surely it hadn’t been /that/ valuable.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope, everything seems pretty straightforward.
Other notes: As I stated earlier, I am a Lore Master for LotC, and though I may not seek an official title or position here, I offer up my lore-writing services to the administration of this server if it is wanted or needed.
IGN:
Real-Life Age: 13
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no skype.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: of course.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: forcing others into roleplay
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: using out of character knowledge with your character
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: acting out a characters role in a story.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: no one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when the ownder of the character AGREES in the roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: when solving dispute/problems that cannot be fixed in character
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: mages
Who are the Fallen?: "The “Fallen”, or Medori, are an old and generally superstitious people. They prefer to stay away from conflict, generally looking for peaceful ways to solve problems as opposed to violent ones."
When and how did our current government come to be?: "The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R (After Raising)., following defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun."
Who are the Order of Aradin?: "The Order of Aradin was brought into creation around 170 A.R., to protect the newly created Chancellery from any type of assault"
What are the Net and Essence? the net is a invisible barrier that has existed since the islands, and saves induvisuals but not items, to save items it takes xp from the indivisual.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: i play on 2 roleplay servers already, i might move onto this one.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: i might not leave these servers but play on this one a bit more. Fantasycraft
Elmcraft
Character Information
Name: Leon Haon
Age: 13
Class: Laborer (if aloud, Craftsman)
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: appears to be medori, but i am Chancellory.
Physical description: He is a skinny young boy, his although his hieght is unusualy tall for his age, as 7feet (if not 6"8), he has pale white skin, blue eyes, and black hair (dyed himself), even though he is skinny, he is very strong and will usualy not fight physicly (please respond telling me if i need more detail), although you cannot see these details well since he always wear's a green rogue outfit that he got from his father
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): He grew up with his parents untill the age of 5, when they left to the market to get food but never returned. Before his parents dissapeared his father has givin him a violin, of which he practiced everyday since then. He also has a pet cat with orange-ish fur, named Chester, who he goes everywhere with. He used to live in a large house, but it was burnt down in a tragic fire, and nobody knows who or what has caused it still, during the 7 years his parents have been gone, he learnt manythings himeself, such as,being respectful, not to speak to strangers, how to cook most of his meals, to be responsible for what he has caused, and much more. every since the fire, only a few days after the disapearance of his parents, he has lived on the streets, playing the violin to try and earn money to survive. somtimes he has to steal from a shop, but usualy he does well about staying fed. He visits libraries often, and has learnt alot about the surface (overworld). He usualy tries to stand up for what he thinks is right, without getting in trouble with the law. He enjoy's to travel around the islands, and on his travels he has met many people, who he has befriended. He wrights down most things that happen in his journal. The most bizarre/strange thing about him is that he thinks he can remember a type of "Past Life" of where he has lived on the surface (overworld, below the island).
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): his goal is to, just like all, survive, but he also wishes to become a famous musician.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): kind, intelegent, and brave. he is strong, able to knock a normal man out. since he is skinny he can run quite fast, since he has no fat to slow him down.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): he is somtimes taken over by greed, since he is so skinny he must eat, he doesn't have much fat to act as an energy source when starving.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): no.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
*notices out of the corner of my eye, heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl* "some people have no respect... mabye i can talk to them?" *puts down violin and walks over to the men* "pardon me!" the men ignore me. "HEY! stop harrassing that girl! what did she even do!" men continue to ignore. "fine..." *walks over to a guard to alert them about the situation*
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"Bloodstone, that is the place full of monsters isn't it?" man nods "i thought so, i wouldn't risk my life for a reward, especially since i do not know if you are lying to me, or what the reward is. besides i'm perfectly fine with the money i have now."
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*stops walking so i can look at the man and speak with him* "you are in the same predicament. sorry to hear that. I'll tell you what, if I'm able to get enough food, i'll come back later and give you some, ok?" man thanks me. *hands the main one of my coins*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*thinks to self "that man does not even know me"* "my mother is dead, sir! i would appreaciat it if you did not insault her spirit!"
(if the man were to continue) "sir just stop it now! i do not want to use violence!" (if he still doesnt' stop) "that is it!!!" *punches man in nose, if he were to not block* *bows* "thank you for stoping, i trust you won't do it again..".
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
"what a beautiful necklace... pardon me ma'am, i think you have droped somthing" the woman thanks me for the information and goes to get it *tries my best to take the necklace and lucky i am not caught, YET*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? not yet.
Other notes: i am sorry if i have not fully understoof some of the concepts, i'm fine with filling out the application again, and i WILL read through the forum of this again.
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
IGN: bobcheese12
Real-Life Age: 13 (Don't judge. I'm mature.)
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Just search Enjii01. I change my name a lot.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Yessir.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
To put it in my own words, making an attack, character, whatever extremely powerful. I know what it means, just.. not great at defining it.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Knowing something IC that you should only know OOC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
Create a different life, is how I would put it. Whether it be fantasy, real life, the lot, you create someone and basically.. be that person.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
Only the people who don't exsist.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
If the person accepts death in a CvC battle.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
If you have to say something that can not be said IC, I guess I should put it.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to Roleplay in accordance with it?:
Yep yep yep.
Who is allowed to use magic?:
Mages who have trained in the ways of magic itself at the Academy.
Who are the Fallen?:
A race of people who were seperated from the others during the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?:
Who are the Order of Aradin?:
A group of people made to protect the Chancellery from assault.
What are the Net and Essence?
Put this into two different things:
1. Net. The Net is a barrier underneath the islands. If someone were to fall of the islands, the Net will return you back ot the islands. Unless you have 3 levels of Essence, you will lose all your gear to the Net.
2. Essence. A not SUPER usefull substance, Essence is a non matter product that most people only know what it is because it saves their gear when they fall into the Net.
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
Multiple forum and server roleplay.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Tales of Exile: Shut down.
Resistance of Kharn: Shut down.
Kingdoms of Terra: HAven't left that one yet.
I beleive there are more I'm forgetting.. but I wasn't banned on any of them. I SWEAR.
On to Character creation. Woo.
Character Information
Name: Jackson Maj
Age: 19
Class: Crafstman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description:
Jackson isin't one of the big tough guys you see bullying people. He is also not one of the scrawny people who gets picked on. Sort of in the middle, if that makes sense. Blonde hair, green eyes, Jackson isin't handsome or ugly. He wears leather steampunk-esque clothes and his hair is usually all messed up.
Screen capture of your skin:
Hehee.. I have no idea how to put pictures on here. Tell me how if you REALLY need the skin.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Jackson.. hmm.. to explain his life in one word: Strange. At about the age of 6, Jackson's parents decided they didn't want him. He was sent to his grandfather to live with him for his life. At around 17, his grandfather died of old age. They all lived in the Chancellory, of course, so he decided his life would be fine without his grandpa. So from age 17 to his current 19, Jackson worked the fields. He has also tried his hand at inveting things, but that usually didn't end well. But he is great at farming and also would love to learn Alchemy.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To gain his Primary degree and then an Alchemy degree, then become an actual alchemist.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
As mentioned in physical appearence, he isin't super strong. But he does have quite a bit of muscle from working in the fields. After losing his grandfather, he has become a bit solitary, but very smart and clever.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Do not give him metal, wrench, hammers, tools, that kind of thing. Something will probably end up being blown up. But again, after losing his grandfather, he also becomes attached to friends and other people. If put in a situation of his life for theirs, he will choose his own life to be lost in order for those people to be saved.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
He runs up to the men, yelling at them to stop. Seeing as they don't, he pushes them both away the best he can, but the bigger of the men throws a punch. Fist connects with face, and Jackson's nose starts bleeding. Preffering not to fight, he goes in between the two men and kneels down to the girl. After telling her that he is trying to help her, he picks her up and carrys her to a place away from the men. He sets her down, and kneels.
"Are you alright?" he asks. "Those men weren't exactly the nicest people huh?" Jackson says. "I'm fine, but are you sure you are mister? Your nose is still bleeding." She hands him a tissue she had, and then wraps her arms around Jackson's neck, whispering thank-yous into his ear. He would then pick her up and take her to her home.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Jackson being himself decides to help the man, reward or not, just out of the good of his heart.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
He walks up to the man, and seeing as he has nothing, tells him to wait here. The man assured him he wasn't going anywhere. Jackson ran home, grabbed some food from the house, as well as some spare change. He runs back to where the old man is and hands him the food. He puts the coins in a small jar the man had sitting next to him. "Good luck, sir." he says, before heading off.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"Oi, ya little brat! Go on an' take a swig of the ol' alchamohol. It good fer' yeh!" the man says, taking another drink from his own mug. "What, ya chicken? Yer mother must think yer a really stupid kid, eh?" Jackson takes a large drink, accepting this man's challenge. "I'll have you know, my mother did hate me. She left me. So you know what? You're telling the truth. Thanks for reminding me of that WONDERFUL past." he says before leaving.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
He thinks about for a second, then realises he wouldn't need it. Pretty as it is, he wouldn't wear it, and he knew of no one else to give one to.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Nope.
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As of the time I post this, I do not have an accout on your forum. I will try to get the time to put one up soon. BOBERT OUT! (Yes.. Bobert is my nickname.)
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Only thirteen, eh? That is completely unacceptable. We don't want people that young on our server. Now go away before I taunt you a second time!
IGN: Azaraphale14
Real-Life Age: 17
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Nope. Though I can get one if it would help.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing roleplay upon someone ex. Ron Swanson Beheads you.
What is the definition of “Metagaming"? Using info that you got from OOC in a roleplay
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Acting out the actions and thoughts of a fictional character
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided Mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when the other player/character consents
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: on the OOC channel, and when you put brackets around your text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have, and I do.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were seperated after the Rising, and have just now started to drift closer to the Chancellory
When and how did our current government come to be?: They rose to power in 169 A.R. Taking the place of the defeated monarch.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They Defend they Capitol from all threats
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a field just below the islands that catches you if you fall off. Essence is experience and when you have enough it saves your items too when you fall off.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: N/A
Character Information
Name: James Candelli
Age: 34
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: He stands 5'9" tall, with pale blue eyes and short reddish-brown hair. He is lean and muscular with a slight tan, and his face (and had for that matter) is large and blocky, His face is hard and weathered from years spent working on constructions sites, and mining operations, He has some stubborn stubble that desperately wants to be a beard, despite his plans otherwise.
Screen capture of your skin: http://www.planetmin...nk-man-2180378/
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner):
Life had been hard for James. He had been raised in the slums by a father who was too busy chasing after some girl or another to notice James, let alone feed him. He never knew who is mother was, and never m\put too much though into her. He never had enough to eat, because his father generally forgot to feed him, and James could never bring himself to steal, so to remedy this predicament he started working odd jobs on constructions sites, starting with things like errand boy, and eventually becoming a construction worker outright. By the time he was 15 he had left his father's "care" and moved into a small apartment, where he timidly began trying his had at drafting hoping one day to become an architect. One day he was trying to work out a problem with one of his plans when he heard beautiful singing coming from the room below him, upon further investigation it proved to be a wonderful woman who had just moved into the apartment below him. After a short while they were married, and he couldn't have been happier. He put aside his dreams of becoming an architect to work on providing for her until she caught the plague and died when he was 27. After her death he left to work on the outpost as a miner feeling that there were to many memories and sentiments in the chancellory. Despite the change in scenery he still found himself wracked with grief, and took up drinking as a way to ease the pain. he was eventually fired from his position at the outpost for causing a cave in while drunk on the job. The cave in was minor, but it killed one of his only friends at the outpost, but instead of putting down the bottle, he started turning to it more often. After about a month his money ran out and he scraped everything he owned together and sold it for a ticket back to the chancellory, where he hopes to rebuild his dream of becoming and architect.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To become a master architect.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is physically strong, and is smart, with a general sense of right and wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): He is a depressive uneducated alcoholic. Which has gotten him into all sorts of trouble.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): I don't think so.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
James staggers down the alley way when he hears a girl cry out. He looks up trying to refocus, and sees two men harrassing a prostitute. A voice that he hopes is his conscience tells him that what he is seeing is wrong, and his booze addled brain agrees. He raises his head a shouts " 'ey! Whattter ya doin' t'that poor lil missus?" One of the guards shouts "None of your business, now scram unless you want trouble" as he says trouble the guard unsheathes his sword a bit. James decides he doesn't like the look of the guard, so he shouts "I don tink I will" and tries to lunge forward, but falls on his face instead. The guards laugh, and one of them says "Look at him, hes too drunk to stand!" which his met with more laughter. The guards keep laughing as the grab the girl and take her though a back door in the alley. James curses as he tries to get back up, but in the end he falls asleep thinking that this alley is as good a place as any.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
James looks down at the little man on the edge of the construction site, takes a look back at the building taking shape before him. He wonders how he could ever be expected to leave this beauty, let alone go to some monster infested hell hole in the hopes of getting some quick gold. James shouts back " go frack yourself, I've got better things to do." he watches the little man walk away before picking up his tools and resuming his work.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
The old man looks up at james and says weakly "can you spare some food sir?" James looks down at the pitiful wretch, and checks his pockets, and finds them empty. he mutters an apology to the old man before quickly walking away, wishing that he had had something to give the man.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I said, I rode your mother like HORSE last night!", James looks up from his second beer, already starting to feel the familiar buzz. He looks at the man and says," You probably did, I sure as hell didn't know the woman." The man smiles and says, " Yer Damn right I did, whose so tough now big guy?" as he says it the man grabs James' beer and throws it in his face. James looks longingly at where the beer had been and, then looks at the man who had just stood between him and sweet forgetfulness. He stands up, grabs the nearest stool, and swings at the guy. A punches later and a couple of guards and he is sitting outside the tavern in a heap with a bloody nose. He feels the blood and thinks, "could have been worse, i could have been the other guy" he picks himself up and staggers down the road, looking for another tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
James spies the necklace on the woman, and thinks to himself, "that just like the one I got for Annabelle" he immediately winces and regrets the thought. He had been doing so well too, hadn't thought about her in a couple of days, but now all of those thoughts came flooding back, and he desperately needed a drink.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope.
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Azaraphale14 - Hoo boy, was wondering when we'd get an alcoholic. In all seriousness, this is a pretty well-written and thought-out app. Welcome to the community.
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