Appearance Zekris is, to put it simply, kinda short. It angers him to no ends. He usually wears a black cloak that splits in 2 at the back. It also has a blue lightning nark and a yellow lightning mark on the chest. It has 2 pockets in it. He usually wear a black pair of shoes. He usually wears a brown pair of pants. The most unique thing about him, though, is that he has no pupils. Just blue irises and that's it. Most people ask why he has these eyes, but he just says "I like my eyes the way they are and I'll never change them, unless I have an actual desire to do so. Now do you mind not asking anymore. It gets annoying when people ask for the 80th time.)
Personality
Zekris is a man of many moods. He can be serious at times. There are those times when he's "in a random mood". Though for the most part, he's a nice guy. Sometimes, he can be jokingly mean. He always hates being short, to the point where he'll strangle anyone who calls him short. He's good friends with his previous mentor, Miloa. He's also lazy and really(I mean REALLY) unlucky. He usual doesn't go on killing missions, but information gathering mission, instead. In fact, he only joined because he's good in the dark, loves to sneak around, and is swift on his feet. He loves to put on costumes for missions, mostly to remember when he was still a Creator.
HAHAHAHA!! Okay I'll admit it that's hilarious! I REALLY wanted someone to get that subtle reference. I LOVE FullMetal Alchemist. But still, it's true I hate being called short. In a way me and him are similar.
HAHAHAHA!! Okay I'll admit it that's hilarious! I REALLY wanted someone to get that subtle reference. I LOVE FullMetal Alchemist. But still, it's true I hate being called short. In a way me and him are similar.
Maybe they'll have a party in their pants. That or go to Australia. Who knows.(I'm very random at times) BTW nice to meet you Bal! I've heard a lot of good things about you. Like you being a great fighter. Hope we get a chance to face each other in game. :smile.gif:
User name*: agentorangej3
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 33
Bio*: Bio*: I was born during a war and hidden in a forest but my parents never returned. I was found by a group of rogues that escaped the war to try and survive on their own, however they fled the campsite one day when skeletons found our hideout and chased them away, abandoning me. And so I grew myself up killing skeletons and zombies in silence from the tops of trees or hidden in the shadows. I was always alone in my travels but I picked up armor and weapons from the bodies of those I killed so I taught myself how to become a chef so that I could provide sustenance for myself. After killing an important political figure for reasons I cannot say, I had a bounty placed on my head and had to leave the Land of Garbro. Years have passed and it was destroyed from the war against the skeleton army led by a skeleton king who now controls the country and time has washed away its memory. I am now the only living survivor who still knows the name of the land but do not care for it, I wish to start a life in Silvania now under the regime of the evil faction in hopes of one day confronting the skeleton king. What good side could harbor a man such as myself?
User name*: LavaPlay
Age*:15
Location/Time Zone*:Estonia/UTC+02:00
Did someone refer you?: Nope.avi
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.1
Land/Town:Nation of Ramonia
Job*: Blacksmith
Race: Hunter
Name: LavaPlay
Age*: 18
Bio*: Nice guy who likes girls(women).
That right there is almost enough for me to perm deny you on the spot.
However, as I am in a whimsical mood at the moment, I'm going to allow you to reapply with an application that follows the CORRECT guidelines and meets the standards of acceptance.
Your bio isnt about you. We dont care about you. We want to know about your Roleplay Character. Fix it
User name*: agentorangej3
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 33
Bio*: I was born during a war and hidden in a forest but my parents never returned. I was found by a group of rogues that escaped the war to try and survive on their own, however they fled the campsite one day when skeletons found our hideout and chased them away, abandoning me. And so I grew myself up killing skeletons and zombies in silence from the tops of trees or hidden in the shadows. I was always alone in my travels but I picked up armor and weapons from the bodies of those I killed so I taught myself how to become a chef so that I could provide sustenance for myself. After killing an important political figure for reasons I cannot say, I had a bounty placed on my head and had to leave the Land of Garbro. Years have passed and it was destroyed from the war against the skeleton army led by a skeleton king who now controls the country and time has washed away its memory. I am now the only living survivor who still knows the name of the land but do not care for it, I wish to start a life in Silvania now under the regime of the evil faction in hopes of one day confronting the skeleton king. What good side could harbor a man such as myself?
A Big Bag (IE Skeleton King) targeting Silvania? I dont think so. That would count as you fiddling with the lore of the server without any approval.
It's a different land that has no relation to Silvania and I have long left it and I'm going to live in Silvania and train until I can go back and confront him one day
It's a different land that has no relation to Silvania and I have long left it and I'm going to live in Silvania and train until I can go back and confront him one day
'A skeleton king who is NOW TARGETING SILVANIA'
Would mean that he is coming to Silvania.
Also: Your character is 33? I hardly think that the memory of this destroyed land (which would be the talk of ANY and ALL lands) would fade in 33 years.
Also: Your character is 33? I hardly think that the memory of this destroyed land (which would be the talk of ANY and ALL lands) would fade in 33 years.
Everyone else died and so I'm the only living person with the memory. And yeah I changed that
User name*: agentorangej3
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 33
Bio*: Bio*: I was born during a war and hidden in a forest but my parents never returned. I was found by a group of rogues that escaped the war to try and survive on their own, however they fled the campsite one day when skeletons found our hideout and chased them away, abandoning me. And so I grew myself up killing skeletons and zombies in silence from the tops of trees or hidden in the shadows. I was always alone in my travels but I picked up armor and weapons from the bodies of those I killed so I taught myself how to become a chef so that I could provide sustenance for myself. After killing an important political figure for reasons I cannot say, I had a bounty placed on my head and had to leave the Land of Garbro. Years have passed and it was destroyed from the war against the skeleton army led by a skeleton king who now controls the country and time has washed away its memory. I am now the only living survivor who still knows the name of the land but do not care for it, I wish to start a life in Silvania now under the regime of the evil faction in hopes of one day confronting the skeleton king. What good side could harbor a man such as myself?
Ok. Lets see... here are the mistakes your bio has:
1) Cliché dead parents
2) Getting picked up by a group of [insert cliché group here] and then being abandoned (cliché)
3) Living in the wilderness teaches you your profession, which as Chef would take quite a while to master for fear of killing people with your food, (cliché cliché cliché and even more cliché)
4) Evil dictator figurehead that took over your distant land (OMFGCliché)
5) You are the lone survivor (repetitive literary snippets taken from other works of popular culture)
6) "Not Caring" for your land (Thought i was gonna say cliché there, werent you?)
All in all, i give this bio a 1/5, for overuse of various cliché methods. I also give myself a 1/5 for only using the word cliché and none of its synonyms. My personal advice for this bio is too rewrite it, make it into something believable. You dont have to come out of a distant land that is partially nuked, no, you could be born in tenne and lived your whole life there.
User name*: agentorangej3
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 21
Bio*: I was born within a cave and raised by 2 loving parents and we lived in solitude, free of the taxes of Silvania. My mother was a chef and taught me how to cook for the family and my father taught me how to stalk and hide in the shadows to silently kill my foes and loot them. I put the skills together and could survive in the wild for days and returned home with my food for my family. For weapons we snuck into Harfang and would take daggers from the chests of the citizens. After I grew of age I decided to move into Loxley to begin the city-life and make new allies and hopefully join the city guard.
User name*: XGen117
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Eastern US/Miami
Did someone refer you?: No
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.1
Land/Town: Shinto, Romania
Job*: Carpenter (for now)
Race: Assassin
Name: I wish to use my exact Minecraft username
Age*: 20
Bio*: My earliest memories are of fire and death... I was found off the shore of an island, very far away, young, unaware of who, what or where I am. The village raised me as on of their own, but one day my peaceful way of life was destroyed by people in black robes and glass jars that almost instantly killed my surrogate family, and everyone else was slaughtered. I survived by a miracle, as my mother dug hole in the ground, passed me a torch, four beef, and an iron sword. she covered the top with dirt and told me to keep quiet, until I sleep and awake.
The next morning, I awoke to what seemed to be a dream. I got out, and thought it was a nightmare. bodies... so many bodies... and in a dark corner i saw a mutilated body that appeared to belong to my mother, and above it was written:
MORTALITY LIVES
The stench was terrible... For 3 days i could do nothing but weep. Even when tears stopped coming, I shuddered, and almost died of thirst. I did not dare step outside. I walked toward my forsaken hole with a pick and dug... I never looked back. This happened to me at the age of 13. I have traveling around the world ever since for 7 years, and life was hard... cooking especially, as an inexperienced teen wouldn't cook so well, but his woodworks are what really sustained him, as a master of the craft, in terms of wood. Very stealthy, and self-sufficient, he makes a quick, clean kill, from up close, to ensure the death of his target. This makes him a great ally and excellent assassin, and although he is very loner like, he, if given the chance, may learn to become a real human being again, not some overly-coscious man always thinking of a plan of how to kill everyone he meets. After 7 years of this kind of life in the woods, he awoke in a new land. That gave me hope... For revenge...
Please comment so I can see if i may improve my story
User name*:Sanarov20
Age*:14
Location/Time Zone*:Mountain Standard Time (MST)
Did someone refer you?:no
Mine craft Version (eg 1.8.1): 1.1
Land/Town :Ramonia
Job*:farmer
Race:Warrior
Name:Arathel
Age*:20
Bio*:When I was growing my father told me never let your guard down! I came from a little town Selvith which was burned down years ago and my father had to fight the bandits attacking it. When the town was under attack my father told me to flee and hide so I did. When I came back to visit Selvith I was 18 and I had found out my father died along with the people that lived in it. My mother lived in another town called Hirath, I would visit here once in awhile she was always fine. So I decided to move along 2 years after venturing through lands and oceans I've found Ramonia and I decided to take my role in there and live my life there!
Doesnt really say anthing about the Character himself more of what happened to him, Which is good but mabye add some traits etc
lol usually the darker ones come out better
He, obviously growing up alone and with constant fear of another human being, killed in the shadows, in fear of face-to-face combat.
Cooking as an inexperienced 13 year-old is obviously not the best time to learn, so he isn't great at that.
Living in the woods and constantly moving, especially through well hidden tunnels, have taught him how to be sneaky.
As well as being silent, he had to learn how to be very self-sufficient, and with lots of wood around, he could afford to make a few mistakes, eventually making him a great Carpenter.
Although he is very anti-social and a "tough nut to crack," he may become a powerful ally and providing friend if really given the chance.
PS:
If I could, could i eventually PERMANENTLY move out and start a new town somewhere in the forest, and I can still use potions even though I am an assassin, right?
Bio*:When I was growing up my father told me never let your guard down! I came from a little town Selvith which was burned down years ago and my father had to fight the bandits attacking it. When the town was under attack my father told me to flee and hide so I did. After I fled I went out into the wilderness and I found out the bandits were chasing me down so I hid in a cave and made shelter and found a wolf. From there my life became simple eat, sleep, go mining, make a bread, etc. When I came back to visit Selvith I was 18 and I had found out my father died along with the people that lived in it. After I discovered what had happened I took whatever I could to supply me and left. My mother lived in another town called Hirath, I would visit here once in awhile she was always fine. So I decided to move along 2 years after venturing through lands and oceans I've found Ramonia and I decided to take my role in there and live my life there! In Ramonia I became a farmer and became a warrior to protect if my town now that I live in from any bandits or anything that attacks it.
...Edward? Is that you?
HAHAHAHA!! Okay I'll admit it that's hilarious! I REALLY wanted someone to get that subtle reference. I LOVE FullMetal Alchemist. But still, it's true I hate being called short. In a way me and him are similar.
And from this point on, the jokes will not stop.
what will the jokes do then Bal? Spring about in womens clothing?
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 33
Bio*: Bio*: I was born during a war and hidden in a forest but my parents never returned. I was found by a group of rogues that escaped the war to try and survive on their own, however they fled the campsite one day when skeletons found our hideout and chased them away, abandoning me. And so I grew myself up killing skeletons and zombies in silence from the tops of trees or hidden in the shadows. I was always alone in my travels but I picked up armor and weapons from the bodies of those I killed so I taught myself how to become a chef so that I could provide sustenance for myself. After killing an important political figure for reasons I cannot say, I had a bounty placed on my head and had to leave the Land of Garbro. Years have passed and it was destroyed from the war against the skeleton army led by a skeleton king who now controls the country and time has washed away its memory. I am now the only living survivor who still knows the name of the land but do not care for it, I wish to start a life in Silvania now under the regime of the evil faction in hopes of one day confronting the skeleton king. What good side could harbor a man such as myself?
But hallo! The wolves also taught him Common tongue, basic algebra, and how to invest in a 401k.
Seriously though, I'm with hallo. Wolves? Thank you please try again
That right there is almost enough for me to perm deny you on the spot.
However, as I am in a whimsical mood at the moment, I'm going to allow you to reapply with an application that follows the CORRECT guidelines and meets the standards of acceptance.
Your bio isnt about you. We dont care about you. We want to know about your Roleplay Character. Fix it
Im sorry but... I cant take that bio seriously in any way.
While we do accept those who dont have english as a first or even secondary language, there is a limit to what we can accept.
THere are simply too many spelling mistakes. Im sorry. Denied
fixed? :sad.gif:
Yeah. No.
A Big Bag (IE Skeleton King) targeting Silvania? I dont think so. That would count as you fiddling with the lore of the server without any approval.
It's a different land that has no relation to Silvania and I have long left it and I'm going to live in Silvania and train until I can go back and confront him one day
'A skeleton king who is NOW TARGETING SILVANIA'
Would mean that he is coming to Silvania.
Also: Your character is 33? I hardly think that the memory of this destroyed land (which would be the talk of ANY and ALL lands) would fade in 33 years.
Everyone else died and so I'm the only living person with the memory. And yeah I changed that
Ok. Lets see... here are the mistakes your bio has:
1) Cliché dead parents
2) Getting picked up by a group of [insert cliché group here] and then being abandoned (cliché)
3) Living in the wilderness teaches you your profession, which as Chef would take quite a while to master for fear of killing people with your food, (cliché cliché cliché and even more cliché)
4) Evil dictator figurehead that took over your distant land (OMFGCliché)
5) You are the lone survivor (repetitive literary snippets taken from other works of popular culture)
6) "Not Caring" for your land (Thought i was gonna say cliché there, werent you?)
All in all, i give this bio a 1/5, for overuse of various cliché methods. I also give myself a 1/5 for only using the word cliché and none of its synonyms. My personal advice for this bio is too rewrite it, make it into something believable. You dont have to come out of a distant land that is partially nuked, no, you could be born in tenne and lived your whole life there.
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Canada, EST
Did someone refer you?: Chrillesjoo
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.0.0
Land/Town: Loxley
Job*: Chef
Race: Assassin
Name: Jason
Age*: 21
Bio*: I was born within a cave and raised by 2 loving parents and we lived in solitude, free of the taxes of Silvania. My mother was a chef and taught me how to cook for the family and my father taught me how to stalk and hide in the shadows to silently kill my foes and loot them. I put the skills together and could survive in the wild for days and returned home with my food for my family. For weapons we snuck into Harfang and would take daggers from the chests of the citizens. After I grew of age I decided to move into Loxley to begin the city-life and make new allies and hopefully join the city guard.
Age*: 14
Location/Time Zone*: Eastern US/Miami
Did someone refer you?: No
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.1
Land/Town: Shinto, Romania
Job*: Carpenter (for now)
Race: Assassin
Name: I wish to use my exact Minecraft username
Age*: 20
Bio*: My earliest memories are of fire and death... I was found off the shore of an island, very far away, young, unaware of who, what or where I am. The village raised me as on of their own, but one day my peaceful way of life was destroyed by people in black robes and glass jars that almost instantly killed my surrogate family, and everyone else was slaughtered. I survived by a miracle, as my mother dug hole in the ground, passed me a torch, four beef, and an iron sword. she covered the top with dirt and told me to keep quiet, until I sleep and awake.
The next morning, I awoke to what seemed to be a dream. I got out, and thought it was a nightmare. bodies... so many bodies... and in a dark corner i saw a mutilated body that appeared to belong to my mother, and above it was written:
MORTALITY LIVES
The stench was terrible... For 3 days i could do nothing but weep. Even when tears stopped coming, I shuddered, and almost died of thirst. I did not dare step outside. I walked toward my forsaken hole with a pick and dug... I never looked back. This happened to me at the age of 13. I have traveling around the world ever since for 7 years, and life was hard... cooking especially, as an inexperienced teen wouldn't cook so well, but his woodworks are what really sustained him, as a master of the craft, in terms of wood. Very stealthy, and self-sufficient, he makes a quick, clean kill, from up close, to ensure the death of his target. This makes him a great ally and excellent assassin, and although he is very loner like, he, if given the chance, may learn to become a real human being again, not some overly-coscious man always thinking of a plan of how to kill everyone he meets. After 7 years of this kind of life in the woods, he awoke in a new land. That gave me hope... For revenge...
Please comment so I can see if i may improve my story
Age*:14
Location/Time Zone*:Mountain Standard Time (MST)
Did someone refer you?:no
Mine craft Version (eg 1.8.1): 1.1
Land/Town :Ramonia
Job*:farmer
Race:Warrior
Name:Arathel
Age*:20
Bio*:When I was growing my father told me never let your guard down! I came from a little town Selvith which was burned down years ago and my father had to fight the bandits attacking it. When the town was under attack my father told me to flee and hide so I did. When I came back to visit Selvith I was 18 and I had found out my father died along with the people that lived in it. My mother lived in another town called Hirath, I would visit here once in awhile she was always fine. So I decided to move along 2 years after venturing through lands and oceans I've found Ramonia and I decided to take my role in there and live my life there!
lol usually the darker ones come out better
He, obviously growing up alone and with constant fear of another human being, killed in the shadows, in fear of face-to-face combat.
Cooking as an inexperienced 13 year-old is obviously not the best time to learn, so he isn't great at that.
Living in the woods and constantly moving, especially through well hidden tunnels, have taught him how to be sneaky.
As well as being silent, he had to learn how to be very self-sufficient, and with lots of wood around, he could afford to make a few mistakes, eventually making him a great Carpenter.
Although he is very anti-social and a "tough nut to crack," he may become a powerful ally and providing friend if really given the chance.
PS:
If I could, could i eventually PERMANENTLY move out and start a new town somewhere in the forest, and I can still use potions even though I am an assassin, right?
*Fixed-tell me if it needs more work?