Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming is, when someone would use the knowledge from a previous external source which is not involved inside the lord or backstory of the character to affect his/her in game actions. Which would give that player an unfair advantage against the roleplaying world or characters inside of it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-Emoting is when a person forces an action against another in game player or entity. Like using“Ganbusc crippled the troll”.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:A Dwarf Of The Forests
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, coming from a small village of Forest Dwarves, a bit down south of the main city of Karik, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. The village was very proud of Orgvin, he always won in Lumberjacking contests, and had a bountiful short brown beard. Yet Gambusc was different, always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics, and his Beard was a little thicker and longer. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: N/A
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull out one of my spare Splashable Invisibility potions that I had left from one of my alchemical experimentations. I dive to the other dwarf and throw the potion at both of us, in a matter of seconds, yet we cannot tell, we have vanished. The large orc is extremely confused at the moment, and looks around, the dwarf and I both run up the northern path to Malinor. When I notice that we are finally into safety, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I do not know if this man has ever committed a crime before, but I do know that something must be done. I did notice a patrolling guardsman up the road a bit, as the villain is wearing out from hysterically grinning and trying to run, I decide to tie him to a nearby tree, and run over and get the guard. When the guard arrives, the guard chains up the thief and they disappear, I have no idea where they went, but all I know is that this old man is safe. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he attempted to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming, in my opinion, is almost like a reliable source for the full act of Roleplay itself, for when one must make decisions upon him or herself to be able to stable their lives in a balanced world.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The first thing that comes to my mind when I hear "Power Emoting" is when a player or Roleplayer would establish their full emotions into their roleplay to establish a better, more interactive roleplaying world.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:Dwarf
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. Yet Gambusc was always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: N/A
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull my axe out and scream forth a bloodcurling scream that could be heard from miles. The Orc is not scared though, and pulls out a club. I decide to make this fast, I swing my axe across his chest, tearing both his signet and through his skin, blood seeps out of a large scar across his chest. He swing his club at my head, but has no sucess, I counterstrike with my axe and chop his head clear off. The fight is already over, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I know that this idiotic thief has done crime before, I can see it from his face. I take the log in which my axe was implanted, and instead of using my axe, I bash in the head of the enemy thief, he doesn't scream or cry, yet he smiles as he dies. This makes me more mad, and I decide to take my axe, and swipe along his neck. I take his remains and throw is in a nearby, infested well. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he tryed to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
My username is Gummbu, I am having and extremely strange problem with server activity at the moment, it seems I cannot get on any servers whatsoever! Whenever I try to, a very long code would show up, I tried to decode some of it to see what it meant, but I am still a new learner in programming, may someone explain what is happening?
I have heard how extremely excellent your server hosting capabilities are. I also heard the deal that I could possibly have a free server under circumstances, thus I ask:
My name is Gummbu, I love minecraft and I have had the idea to open my own server very soon. I have been looking for server hosts but I usually get ripped off with "1000MB=60.00$, or so on", may you possibly put it under consideration that I have a free server? Here are my circumstances:
1.)This will be a 30+ person TEKKIT enabled server, along with factions.
2.)I already have 25 anticipated members joining right when the server opens!
3.)I am exquisite with advertisements, server running, and control, ext.
4.)I already have my staff members ready, and possibly even some people planning to donate.
5.)I plan on opening it soon this week, I have been researching alot!
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Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming is, when someone would use the knowledge from a previous external source which is not involved inside the lord or backstory of the character to affect his/her in game actions. Which would give that player an unfair advantage against the roleplaying world or characters inside of it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-Emoting is when a person forces an action against another in game player or entity. Like using“Ganbusc crippled the troll”.
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:A Dwarf Of The Forests
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, coming from a small village of Forest Dwarves, a bit down south of the main city of Karik, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. The village was very proud of Orgvin, he always won in Lumberjacking contests, and had a bountiful short brown beard. Yet Gambusc was different, always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics, and his Beard was a little thicker and longer. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
( I could not place the picture(s) in here, so heres a link) --> http://www.armycraft...album_id/212337
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: N/A
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull out one of my spare Splashable Invisibility potions that I had left from one of my alchemical experimentations. I dive to the other dwarf and throw the potion at both of us, in a matter of seconds, yet we cannot tell, we have vanished. The large orc is extremely confused at the moment, and looks around, the dwarf and I both run up the northern path to Malinor. When I notice that we are finally into safety, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I do not know if this man has ever committed a crime before, but I do know that something must be done. I did notice a patrolling guardsman up the road a bit, as the villain is wearing out from hysterically grinning and trying to run, I decide to tie him to a nearby tree, and run over and get the guard. When the guard arrives, the guard chains up the thief and they disappear, I have no idea where they went, but all I know is that this old man is safe. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he attempted to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
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Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming, in my opinion, is almost like a reliable source for the full act of Roleplay itself, for when one must make decisions upon him or herself to be able to stable their lives in a balanced world.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The first thing that comes to my mind when I hear "Power Emoting" is when a player or Roleplayer would establish their full emotions into their roleplay to establish a better, more interactive roleplaying world.
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:Dwarf
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. Yet Gambusc was always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
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Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull my axe out and scream forth a bloodcurling scream that could be heard from miles. The Orc is not scared though, and pulls out a club. I decide to make this fast, I swing my axe across his chest, tearing both his signet and through his skin, blood seeps out of a large scar across his chest. He swing his club at my head, but has no sucess, I counterstrike with my axe and chop his head clear off. The fight is already over, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I know that this idiotic thief has done crime before, I can see it from his face. I take the log in which my axe was implanted, and instead of using my axe, I bash in the head of the enemy thief, he doesn't scream or cry, yet he smiles as he dies. This makes me more mad, and I decide to take my axe, and swipe along his neck. I take his remains and throw is in a nearby, infested well. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he tryed to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
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My username is Gummbu, I am having and extremely strange problem with server activity at the moment, it seems I cannot get on any servers whatsoever! Whenever I try to, a very long code would show up, I tried to decode some of it to see what it meant, but I am still a new learner in programming, may someone explain what is happening?
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I have heard how extremely excellent your server hosting capabilities are. I also heard the deal that I could possibly have a free server under circumstances, thus I ask:
My name is Gummbu, I love minecraft and I have had the idea to open my own server very soon. I have been looking for server hosts but I usually get ripped off with "1000MB=60.00$, or so on", may you possibly put it under consideration that I have a free server? Here are my circumstances:
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Gummbu