-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Central Standard Time, USA
-Do you have a good grip on the English language and good grammar?: Yes
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am a geek in many ways. I play indie games (Not just Minecraft), watch old sci-fi TV shows, and write and read in my spare time. I spend lots of time on Minecraft and know what I’m doing.
-How much time could you dedicate on the server weekly?: During Summer/weekends: 4-8 hours per day During school: 1 hour per day
-How long have been you been playing Minecraft?: 1 year
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know quite a bit. (Am I supposed to explain?) I have been roleplaying for years, with both my own games and other games such as D&D (barely), Star Wars, and other RPG’s.
-What do you expect this server will be like?: A fallout-like environment but with little storyline and endless freedom.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Many servers, from A to Z, but none of them have actually been real role-play like I expect this one to be.
-Have you ever been banned before? if, why? ( Be Honest ): Yes because my cousin banned me because I told him not to spawn items on Survival Island. I was unbanned soon.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes
-How did you hear about us?: Looking around on Minecraft Forums
-Will you be willing to download and be active on our Mumble server?: No (I don’t know what Mumble is)
In-Character:
-Character Name: Nexavus Hazelle
-Biography: Nexavus was born in the year 2179 in the wastelands of the world. His parents died soon thereafter due to a bear attack, leaving him alone with his younger sister Casey. Nexavus took over very well, for he was already mature at 12 years old, far more mature than his age.
He and Casey decided to look for a new home when Casey turned 12 and Nexavus turned 20 a few years later. For days and nights they trekked, attempting to find a majestic city their parents called ‘New York.’ The story of New York had been passed down from generation to generation, but had never been found.
What the two siblings didn’t know, however, was that they began traveling from what was formerly San Diego, and would have to cross the entire continent to reach New York.
Near the ruins of Las Vegas, when Nexavus and Casey camped out under the stars, tragedy struck. A band of fugitives attacked the duo, and raped Casey before Nexavus could even recover from being bludgeoned with a baseball bat. When Nexavus woke up, his sister was gone. Only blood remained.
Nexavus was mentally paralyzed for days; his sister was gone. It had been his responsibility to take care of her, and he had failed. For days on end, he would gaze at the sky, hoping for redemption.
Finally, after recovering from his traumatizing loss, the brave young man set out to avenge his sister. By killing the gang.
It took Nexavus only a few hours to find the scumbags, for they were camped out in the Lotus Hotel: one of the few mostly intact structures left in the country. He fashioned a cruel knife out of a metal countertop and chair arm before ascending the stairs. When he entered the room, he saw Casey sobbing, but nobody else.
She shouted for him too run, but it was too late. The bandits were upon him, brutally knocking Nexavus to the ground. But Nexavus fought back. He slit two of the men’s stomachs and stabbed the other.
Casey, though, was dead. The men had poisoned her previously just in case Nexavus did come. So, once again at loss, Nexavus decided to once again head for New York.
Along the way, he has become an author and come along many fears. He’s evolved very much over the years, including a change in his appearance permanently.
-Character Family: None. A bear mauled his parents, Randy and Allison, when Nexavus was twelve. Bandits poisoned Casey Hazelle, his sister, when Nexavus was about 21.
-Character Age: 40
-Character Appearance: Nexavus has a grizzled beard, short brown hair, and wears a bandana over his mouth. His mouth is permanently scarred from a scuffle when heading to New York, and he is speech-impaired. He wears a blue, torn, flannel shirt and brown pants. He has black work boots and gloves.
-Character Personality: Nexavus is serious and quiet, due to the fact that it is impossible for him to speak. He is very brave and a very good cook, though, and is loyal to his friends. Usually, he is cheerful enough to not be a pain.
(Any fatal flaws?): Arachnophobia (Fear of arachnids), Triskaidekaphobia (Fear of the number 13), Speluncaphobia (Fear of caves)
-Occupation: Author
-Can your character read or write?: Both
-Can your character mine?: No
-Can your character build? (Holes in the ground do not count): Moderately
-Can your character fight?: Yes
-Can your character farm?: No
-Does your character have any special skills?: Knows sign language, is a very good writer, and is very wise.
-Does your character have any mental or physical disabilities? Any health problems?: Schizophrenia, Mouth is permanently scarred and he cannot speak.
-DESCRIBE an event where your character is in deep pain.(No, *I dodge the raiders arrows*, write it out): (Written from 1st Person POV)
I can’t believe this, I just can’t believe it. Casey is gone! If those sons of bitches think they can keep her from me, then they’ve got another thing coming. I gripped my homemade knife firmly; it was my only protection from the bandits. I rushed up the stairs, looking for the room that the rapists were hiding in. Finally, I heard Casey crying.
“Casey!” I shouted, seeing her through the door. “I’m going to get you out of here.”
“No!” She yelled. “They’re coming!” I turned around just in time to see the men upon me. I was on the ground before I knew what was happening.
Oh my god, I thought, one of them has a gun! The man with the gun put the deadly killing machine to my head, finger dancing eagerly around the trigger. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, and I made my move. I slashed through the gunman and the man holding me, then spun around and lodged my knife in the last one’s chest.
Overcome with pain and fear, I looked to Casey. She was dead. My sister was dead.
“Sorry, boy,” laughed one of the men. “Poison works fast.” Then the man dropped dead.
I walked back down the stairs with the worst feeling possible on my mind: guilt.
-A screenshot of your skin: (Please include a picture of the skin being worn, and a png of the skin itself):
-Other Information: Um, for some reason my pictures didn't upload to MC Forums right, so if I can find another way to send them to you... maybe e-mail? Or, you can go to www.minershoes.com and look up nexavus in the skin editor to see my skin.
Lol the whole cost thing is killing me, only advantage I see is the metric system, but I can go to Canada for that XD
Well I'm like 30 min away from canada anyway but I'm stuck here in the US for awhile xD
S'all good lol, I got this
Be a little more specific
Weird lol, I just put an app up like a week ago
I added you five years ago, where is my accept you ****?
probably zimmeme
Not the first time we've been confused
Remember I am the better zim
That's a good one
He was on an rp server I staffed on
O_O lol