Alright, not bad but there are a few things I would like you to change/improve on. First, you have your age wrong. Remember the Crisis happens 32 years before the time of the server takes place. Second, how did your father build a bunker by himself that included all those training rooms? Why did her mother abandon them? And afterwards when she left, how did she survive out on her own?
I would like for you to extend it a bit more. Denied for now, but I can promise you that if you stick with it, you will be accepted.
I have edited it, I was extremely thorough. I hope I have answered all of your questions :D!
OOC IGN: moonsinder Age: 15 Reason for joining: I really want to join an apocalyptic server ! Are you mature?: Of course I know I don't have to say this but I already had the texture pack before i found this forum ^-^
IC Character name: Alex Zain Age: 19 Gender: Female Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough): Alex was born 13 years after the "Crisis" in a bunker underneath what used to be her home before the "Crisis". The underground bunker was built by her father out of scrap metal from the junkyard that he had welded and riveted together with wood reinforcements, It toke him 6 years before it happened because he was over-cautious. When Alex was born she instanly began learnign how to do things. Her mother abandoned them two years after Alex was born, Her mother was semi-insane when she was taken into the bunker, For she had grown up a stuffy rich girl and married a Soldier from the Canadian Armed Forces and never expected this to happen. By the time she was 16, her father had taught her how to swim, fight, shoot, run, parkour, and scavenge as well as design a rough shelter and other survival skills. At 17, her father passed while in the bunker, for he was starving himself to keep her alive, realizing she had no food left she rummaged through everything and left the bunker with a knapsack of everything she would need to survive. Alex ran from the bunker with what little she could carry, she ran until she came upon a small shack in the woods of her former town that she had only seen in pictures her father showed her. She ran to the shack only to find a "thing" in it, she grappled for her knife on her belt and drew it just as it lunged for her throat, slicing throw it's mushy skull. She quickly tried to patch up the shack as best she could so she would have a place to spend the night. She dragged the body out into the plains, a short walk from the shack and burned it with her lighter. She hurried back to the shack and attempted to lock the door but failed, She strung some string along the door and tied it too her finger so if the door opened she would feel it. The first night went without incident but the day came and she had to fight with animals for small game. She stayed a week and continued the routine of looking for food and sleeping and practicing her skills as well as writing in her journal. on the 6th day she left in search of food and civilization, she soon discovered a city... RP example: Alex crept through the branches of the tree, as she looked upon the creature her father had taught her to hate. A tear came to her eye as she thought of him, but if she cried the thing would become alerted of her and knock over the tree. She held her breath, for the putrid stench from the beast wafted up to the tree she crouched in. When the rises he wil burn, she remembered. She glanced up at the moon without moving and saw it was almost sunrise. Just a few more hours... Picture of skin: My skin is in my profile picture.
OOC:
IGN: Zamorak789
Age: 15
Reason for joining: I, like you, have set up apocalyptic RP servers. I love them to death, and yours seems well thought out.
Are you mature?: I'm 15 but can easily pass as a 30 year old.
IC:
Character name: Zack Unisaki
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough):
I was raised in one of the communities, my dad was an ex-marine. He spent most his time out on the walls, or leading parties to get food from a nearby city. Sometimes we lost a person or two. My mother was normally cooking or helping patch up the place, she was a very hard worker. She did a lot of things for our camp, and was everyone's friend. Sadly one of our member went insane one day and starting throwing knives everywhere, they said that it was a quick death. I spent a lot of time just moping around, it was really boring there in camp. Sometimes we had a ball or something to play with, and there for a few other kids. When I turned thirteen my dad taught me how to shoot a gun, I started with a simple .22 rifle. My dad lead a party to get supplies, as usual, but never came back. They wouldn't tell me what happened, said I didn't need to remember him that way. I took his place on security though, I now understood why he was never around. Most my time was spent on the walls looking for any sign of hostiles, I was assigned a thirty ought six rifle with scope, it wasn't that great of a gun but it worked. We were low on ammo most the time to. Still life was better than out there. The day of my twenty-third birthday, we came under siege. I was the only one to make it out alive, I just search for more people...Someone to trust...Someone to survive with. If anyone out there is still alive..
RP example: (This is from my backstory, were the community was taken.)
"Come on men, lets move it!" Captain James says, as we all rush up onto the walls and take aim. "**** man, theres to many!" "We should run!" "I don't want to die!" Three soldiers say in unison. The captain walks over and slaps them "Men, we wont die if you get your lazy arses up there and aim! Now move it!" I was positioned near the corner, my job was simply to keep them at a certain distance, while the guys with scoped weapons picked them off. BANG, there goes one of their heads. A few more shots come out, then we see it. Hundreds, running directly from the city. A few men scream, others run. I stayed and continued to shoot. When they were within a hundred yards only me and the captain remained. When they breached the wall we also ran, we managed to get out together but they were fast on us. "Captain, don't run so fast! You'll run out of breath before they do!" I say. "Kid, one of us has to make it out. Your younger, and more agile than me. You could make it, I'll hold them off." The captain says, he turns with his M16 and shoots. I continue running, I manage to climb the nearby hill when I hear gunshots cease, and for a moment I hoped he had lived. I turned and saw his body being teared to pieces, and I just ran away.
Picture of skin:
☣Extra Info☣
Skype: Zamorak789
RP experince: I've owned at least six (dead) hardcore RP servers, including but not limited to, The Dead Arise, The Floods Of Amnor, The Ends Capitol, AVP Battlefield Earth, and S.T.A.L.K.E.R.s
I thought the server took place 15 years after the incident instead of 30 something, and I already posted my application. I did that so you wouldn't reply telling me what I already knew, fixed now though.
OOC:
IGN: Zamorak789
Age: 15
Reason for joining: I, like you, have set up apocalyptic RP servers. I love them to death, and yours seems well thought out.
Are you mature?: I'm 15 but can easily pass as a 30 year old.
IC:
Character name: Zack Unisaki
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough):
I was raised in one of the communities, my dad was an ex-marine. He spent most his time out on the walls, or leading parties to get food from a nearby city. Sometimes we lost a person or two. I spent a lot of time just moping around, it was really boring there in camp. Sometimes we had a ball or something to play with, and there for a few other kids. When I turned thirteen my dad taught me how to shoot a gun, I started with a simple .22 rifle. My dad lead a party to get supplies, as usual, but never came back. They wouldn't tell me what happened, said I didn't need to remember him that way. I took his place on security though, I now understood why he was never around. Most my time was spent on the walls looking for any sign of hostiles, I was assigned a thirty ought six rifle with scope, it wasn't that great of a gun but it worked. We were low on ammo most the time to. Still life was better than out there. The day of my twenty-third birthday, we came under siege. I was the only one to make it out alive, I just search for more people...Someone to trust...Someone to survive with. If anyone out there is still alive..
RP example: (This is from my backstory, were the community was taken.)
"Come on men, lets move it!" Captain James says, as we all rush up onto the walls and take aim. "**** man, theres to many!" "We should run!" "I don't want to die!" Three soldiers say in unison. The captain walks over and slaps them "Men, we wont die if you get your lazy arses up there and aim! Now move it!" I was positioned near the corner, my job was simply to keep them at a certain distance, while the guys with scoped weapons picked them off. BANG, there goes one of their heads. A few more shots come out, then we see it. Hundreds, running directly from the city. A few men scream, others run. I stayed and continued to shoot. When they were within a hundred yards only me and the captain remained. When they breached the wall we also ran, we managed to get out together but they were fast on us. "Captain, don't run so fast! You'll run out of breath before they do!" I say. "Kid, one of us has to make it out. Your younger, and more agile than me. You could make it, I'll hold them off." The captain says, he turns with his M16 and shoots. I continue running, I manage to climb the nearby hill when I hear gunshots cease, and for a moment I hoped he had lived. I turned and saw his body being teared to pieces, and I just ran away.
Picture of skin:
☣Extra Info☣
Skype: Zamorak789
RP experince: I've owned at least six (dead) hardcore RP servers, including but not limited to, The Dead Arise, The Floods Of Amnor, The Ends Capitol, AVP Battlefield Earth, and S.T.A.L.K.E.R.s
Accepted
There are a few small flaws but I'll let you go. What happened to your mother?
OOC: IGN: Beantik Age: 13 Reason for joining: This server looks really awesome, and looks like serious RP. I've been looking for an RP server that actually RPs and i think this is the one. I also love minecraft. Are you mature?: Yes
IC: Character name: Aaron Fultern Age: 36 Gender: Male Backstory: Aaron was only four when the incident happened. He didn't know what was going on. There were riots in his town. Someone broke in, shot his mom took everything and left. his dad was shot too, but he survived only to be separated from him 8 years later. The looter also beat Aaron, which made him a tougher person. During his teens he was in a gang for 3 years, only when raiding Aaron realized that they were terrible people and ran off. When he was in the gang, he had to do things he wasn't proud of, ut now isn't hesitant to kill. They tried to find him, and killed his best friend, who he met wandering just before he joined the gang. His best friend told him where his old friend was with his last breath, and that he was sick. He has been trying to find his friend and a cure for his sickness since RP example: Aaron is running from a raider, who had him at gun point. The raider is shooting at him but Aaron evades the bullets. He jumps behind a car and vanishes from the raiders sight. minutes later, Aaron sneaks behind the raider, knocks him down, takes his gun from his hand, shoots him, and retrieves the stolen items. picture of skin: I don't know how to post a picture
OOC: IGN: Beantik Age: 13 Reason for joining: This server looks really awesome, and looks like serious RP. I've been looking for an RP server that actually RPs and i think this is the one. I also love minecraft. Are you mature?: Yes
IC: Character name: Aaron Fultern Age: 36 Gender: Male Backstory: Aaron was only four when the incident happened. He didn't know what was going on. There were riots in his town. Someone broke in, shot his mom took everything and left. his dad was shot too, but he survived only to be separated from him 8 years later. The looter also beat Aaron, which made him a tougher person. During his teens he was in a gang for 3 years, only when raiding Aaron realized that they were terrible people and ran off. When he was in the gang, he had to do things he wasn't proud of, ut now isn't hesitant to kill. They tried to find him, and killed his best friend, who he met wandering just before he joined the gang. His best friend told him where his old friend was with his last breath, and that he was sick. He has been trying to find his friend and a cure for his sickness since RP example: Aaron is running from a raider, who had him at gun point. The raider is shooting at him but Aaron evades the bullets. He jumps behind a car and vanishes from the raiders sight. minutes later, Aaron sneaks behind the raider, knocks him down, takes his gun from his hand, shoots him, and retrieves the stolen items. picture of skin: I don't know how to post a picture
Denied
Please fix up your spelling and grammar. You need to reread the rules and a longer backstory. What was his friend's sickness? How did you find the gang or enter it? Why did your old friend disappear or what happened to him? How did you manage to escape the gang? Fix up everything and you'll be good to go.
Reason for joining: This looks like a really good server. I'm pretty much addicted to minecraft but I’m getting bored of single player. This server looks like it takes RP serious, which is what I'm looking for.
Are you mature?: Yes
IC:
Character name: Aaron Fultern
Age: 36
Backstory: Aaron was only four when the portal incident happened. Riots broke out in his town a few days later. During the riots someone broke in, shot his mom, took everything, and left. His dad was shot too, but he survived only to be separated by him 8 years later. His best friend was also separated. It happened when his parents tried to get out of town during the riots, and took him with them. He joined a gang in his teenage years. He joined them because they saved his live when an insane man was attacking him. While in the gang he did things he wasn't proud of, but now he isn't hesitant to kill. Three years later while they were raiding, his gang killed the parents of a small child. He realized that they were terrible people, so when they weren't looking he ran off. The gang has a price on his head now. One day he came across the gang. He was running from them with his best friend that he met just before he joined the gang. He managed to lose them but his friend was shot. With his last breath he told him where his old friend was and that he was sick. The sickness is causing him to slowly go insane.
Aaron has been looking for his friend and a cure since. He himself is sick with a similar disease; he throws random fits of rage and loses his mind when he gets frustrated. Luckily, he has something that helps him with his anger. He has to eat a whole melon once every few days. He knows what the cure is; he has to eat one golden apple each day for a week. He found it out when he ate a golden apple and he stopped having fits for the rest of the week.
RP example: Aaron is walking, when a looter attacks him. The looter demanded he give him what he had on him or he shoots. He gives it to him and the looter leaves. After the looter left, Aaron starts wandering. On the ground he finds a bat. He heads toward the direction where the looter left. Aaron finds the looter and runs up to him and knocks his gun out of his hand. Aaron starts swinging at the looter. The looter punches him a few times until Aaron finally knocks him to the floor and finishes him off. He retrieves his stolen items and what the looter had on him.
Picture of skin: I don't know how to post a picture, but I can tell you that it's perfect for this server.
Reason for joining: I love zombies, roleplaying and the lore is cool too
Are you mature?: Im pretty mature when it comes to roleplaying
IC: Adam Smith
Age: 23
Bio: Born a decade after the incident Adam was raised by his mother after his father succumbed to his wounds defending his family. Adam was raised in a hut in the middle of a forest and lived mainly by chopping wood, Hunting small game, and defending his sickly mother. After his mother had died because of a deadly sickness, he moved outside out of the forest to find a world in ruin and after dispatching a few undead he thought i could live like this. Adam is deft with a axe and a bow, and is a man who will often work well in groups. He is somewhat good at surviving and is a good fisherman taught from a young age. But he is easily angered
RP example: Adam is looking in the forest for some fire wood, but then gets attacked by some undead, he then proceeds to climb up a tree and jump from tree to tree, he then sees a man wielding a bow and warns him about the monsters, he then jumps out of the tree and helps the man fight them. They dispatch them after careful fighting making sure not to hit each other and form a group
IGN: ToastedButterfly Age: 17 Reason for joining: Been looking for a good, serious RP server based on an apocalypse setting, and this server seems to fit the bill quite nicely. I love the texture pack too.
Are you mature?: Yes, I feel that I am mature, and I always read the rules. ☣
IC: Character name: Charles Cendiate Age: 83 Gender: Male Back-story (One to two paragraphs, be thorough): I was born long before the disaster that corrupted the world. I remember hearing the tales of the miners that found the mysterious rock. My friends and I would sometimes explore the local caves to see if we could find some, but we had no such luck. I would garden when I could because I loved working with plants. Then came the fateful day when the scientists finally cracked the code. It all went downhill from there. I was about halfway through my life when it happened, and I remember the news when it happened. No one could believe what was going on. The tales of the monsters, and what had happened to the scientists frightened everyone. It wouldn't be long before panic broke out, and our city was overwhelmed. I quickly stocked up on supplies, and I hid in the panic room for a short time, rarely venturing out for supplies, and collecting books while I was at it.
RP example: I race to a gated community as my shelter is being over run by the disgusting beasts. I only have time to grab a few items. I quickly grab some food, a wooden sword and my books. Hoping that the books will contain the answers I need to help end this terrible time. I beg the guards to let me in and they do not seeing me as a threat to their existence.
OOC: IGN: RedDotMurdererr <--- 2 R's at end. Age: 17 Reason for joining: Seems like an amazing server. Are you mature?: Yes
IC: Character name:Peter Patrelli Age: 26 Gender: Male Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough): Born in New york. Had many family problems as a kid. I like to save people. Good with fighting. Can be a good friend if you don't betray me. Was an EMT (Emergency Medical Technician.) Has a girlfriend and had recently lost his brother to a murdererr named Sylar. RP example:
Peter: Nathan don't let go! You'll die!
Nathan (peter's brother): No pete, I think it's my time. You gotta let go.
Peter: But what about your family nathan? You're just gonna leave them like this? You can't do this nathan! It's no time to mess around! Sylar is almost here! We have to hurry up and get back inside.
Sylar: Looks like you're a little too late. *Uses Telekenesis to throw nathan off the building*
Peter: NOOOOOOO! You'll pay for this sylar!
Sylar: Why not now? *Walks slowly towards peter*
peter: *Beats the **** out of sylar then shoots him in the head*
I can honestly say I enjoyed reading your application. I would accept you, but I need human only players. I'd understand if you didn't want to rewrite it, but unfortunately it has to be. Sorry man, denied.
Reason for joining: I recently started playing minecraft and I noticed roleplay is pretty active here, but I really want a serious server for it. This one seemed the best.
Are you mature?: Very
IC:
Character name: Doltaro
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Backstory:
Being only twenty-seven Doltaro wasn't there when the incident happened and he grew up knowing the world for the wasteland that it was now. He was both born and raised in a tight-knit community that tried to live a secluded life from the dangers of the wild. Doltaro led a simple life and worked on the land, ploughing fields. The hard labor and the dose of sunshine he always got left him with a good set of muscles and a handsomely tanned face. Besides working on the field he practiced a lot with his sword, a catana, which he had gotten from 'uncle' Jiro, who had taken as much of a liking to him as Doltaro had taken a liking to sword fighting. He had been his guardian ever since his parents' untimely death back in the years when the community was still small and fragile. Eventually the community thrived as the people managed to make a life for themselves. But nine months ago, all that the community had built up in the past three decades was rendered useless. A whole pack of those creatures had found a way inside the stronghold that had been built for their defense. In a matter of hours it had all fallen apart. People didn't just die, some of them changed.
Doltaro managed to escape and find four others who had gotten out: Rebecca and Matthew, who had been together, outside of harm’s way and prying eyes when the stronghold fell; Adam, who hadn't been much good in a fight but had been very good at hiding; Jason, whom he hadn't really known until he met him when they all fled; and finally his best friend whom he had known his entire life: Laina. Laina, who wielded her blade almost just as well as Doltaro wielded his; Laina who stood in the pouring rain just to throw sly remarks at Doltaro when he got back from the farm, smelling like the back of a horse; Laina who could conjure a smile on a face in the worst of times. That Laina was now gone like the rest of them. They lost Rebecca and Adam first. Not long after their escape they were surprised by the creatures in the night. They all ran, but Rebecca and Matthew both ran in the wrong direction. Jason lost his live shortly after that, trying to salvage something from a house. The three that remained stayed together for a few months more, until they had to make a run for it and Adam wasn't fast enough. Laina and Doltaro stayed together and managed to escape attention, until they had found a small stronghold that still stood. They had to run for a bunch of monsters chasing them and fled for the safety of the stronghold. But the stronghold closed the gates when they saw the monsters coming. Doltaro had been in time for the closing of the gates, but Laina had not made it. After witnessing her horrible death Doltaro took her blade with him and left the stronghold immediately, feeling bitter. Now, after some time of being alone and his natural cheery self was slowly returning he also started to realize that heading into the wilds on his own was a mistake he would come to regret.
RP example:
Beyond fatigued, Doltaro sagged against a tree on the slope of a hill overlooking a city devoid of life like so many others he had passed. Although he couldn't see in the darkness of the night, he knew that the bandana covering the wound on his leg did a poor job at keeping the blood inside. Silently, he cursed himself, once for being poor at bandaging, once for his archery skills being worse than that weird creature that had shot him, and one final time for being in this mess, alone.
He knew he shouldn't, but day after day he blamed himself for the death of his dear friend Laina. Of the group of five that escaped the onslaught at their community together, she was the last to die. Before his thoughts could bloom further he forced them out of his mind and focussed on his present situation. He seemed to have lost his adversary and he could see a sliver of light creeping over the horizon, announcing the start of day. Soon those creatures would be gone again, back to their dark lairs. He had made it through yet another night. He uttered a soft prayer for whoever was watching over him.
Doltaro stayed silent for a few minutes more, making sure he was alone, then he unhooked his bow and quiver from his back, inspecting them with dislike. He had found them along the way and thought he could use them, even though he hated bows. These creatures just didn't always allow for close-range combat. His sword, admireably though it performed in his hands, simply didn’t suffice anymore against these … things.
He stood up, wincing in pain, and nocked an arrow. If he was going to shoot at something he might as well start practising immediately. He aimed at the trunk of a tree standing thirty feet away downhill, breathed out slowly, and let the arrow fly. It hit right in the middle of the tree trunk of the tree standing a good five feet removed from the one he was aiming at. As the sun crept over the rolling hills and lit the abandoned city before him, he ran his hand through his short, black hair, wiping away some sweat that had just started to dry after his escape, and suddenly let out a crude and boisterous laugh as he looked at his rather horrible shot:
Reason for joining: I love zombies, roleplaying and the lore is cool too
Are you mature?: Im pretty mature when it comes to roleplaying
IC: Adam Smith
Age: 23
Bio: Born a decade after the incident Adam was raised by his mother after his father succumbed to his wounds defending his family. Adam was raised in a hut in the middle of a forest and lived mainly by chopping wood, Hunting small game, and defending his sickly mother. After his mother had died because of a deadly sickness, he moved outside out of the forest to find a world in ruin and after dispatching a few undead he thought i could live like this. Adam is deft with a axe and a bow, and is a man who will often work well in groups. He is somewhat good at surviving and is a good fisherman taught from a young age. But he is easily angered
RP example: Adam is looking in the forest for some fire wood, but then gets attacked by some undead, he then proceeds to climb up a tree and jump from tree to tree, he then sees a man wielding a bow and warns him about the monsters, he then jumps out of the tree and helps the man fight them. They dispatch them after careful fighting making sure not to hit each other and form a group
Skin: I dont know how to upload.
Denied
Your backstory needs to be more thorough. How did your mother get sick and how did your father receive his wounds? After he left the woods did he find any companions or safe communities? Where did he see the man with the bow in your RP example? If you don't know how to show your skin then write a short description of what it looks like.
I have edited it, I was extremely thorough. I hope I have answered all of your questions :D!
Accepted
IGN: Zamorak789
Age: 15
Reason for joining: I, like you, have set up apocalyptic RP servers. I love them to death, and yours seems well thought out.
Are you mature?: I'm 15 but can easily pass as a 30 year old.
IC:
Character name: Zack Unisaki
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough):
I was raised in one of the communities, my dad was an ex-marine. He spent most his time out on the walls, or leading parties to get food from a nearby city. Sometimes we lost a person or two. My mother was normally cooking or helping patch up the place, she was a very hard worker. She did a lot of things for our camp, and was everyone's friend. Sadly one of our member went insane one day and starting throwing knives everywhere, they said that it was a quick death. I spent a lot of time just moping around, it was really boring there in camp. Sometimes we had a ball or something to play with, and there for a few other kids. When I turned thirteen my dad taught me how to shoot a gun, I started with a simple .22 rifle. My dad lead a party to get supplies, as usual, but never came back. They wouldn't tell me what happened, said I didn't need to remember him that way. I took his place on security though, I now understood why he was never around. Most my time was spent on the walls looking for any sign of hostiles, I was assigned a thirty ought six rifle with scope, it wasn't that great of a gun but it worked. We were low on ammo most the time to. Still life was better than out there. The day of my twenty-third birthday, we came under siege. I was the only one to make it out alive, I just search for more people...Someone to trust...Someone to survive with. If anyone out there is still alive..
RP example: (This is from my backstory, were the community was taken.)
"Come on men, lets move it!" Captain James says, as we all rush up onto the walls and take aim. "**** man, theres to many!" "We should run!" "I don't want to die!" Three soldiers say in unison. The captain walks over and slaps them "Men, we wont die if you get your lazy arses up there and aim! Now move it!" I was positioned near the corner, my job was simply to keep them at a certain distance, while the guys with scoped weapons picked them off. BANG, there goes one of their heads. A few more shots come out, then we see it. Hundreds, running directly from the city. A few men scream, others run. I stayed and continued to shoot. When they were within a hundred yards only me and the captain remained. When they breached the wall we also ran, we managed to get out together but they were fast on us. "Captain, don't run so fast! You'll run out of breath before they do!" I say. "Kid, one of us has to make it out. Your younger, and more agile than me. You could make it, I'll hold them off." The captain says, he turns with his M16 and shoots. I continue running, I manage to climb the nearby hill when I hear gunshots cease, and for a moment I hoped he had lived. I turned and saw his body being teared to pieces, and I just ran away.
Picture of skin:
☣Extra Info☣
Skype: Zamorak789
RP experince: I've owned at least six (dead) hardcore RP servers, including but not limited to, The Dead Arise, The Floods Of Amnor, The Ends Capitol, AVP Battlefield Earth, and S.T.A.L.K.E.R.s
I thought the server took place 15 years after the incident instead of 30 something, and I already posted my application. I did that so you wouldn't reply telling me what I already knew, fixed now though.
Accepted
There are a few small flaws but I'll let you go. What happened to your mother?
Hm...for some reason my mom didn't occur to me..I'll add that in just for RP's sake even though I was accepted.
IGN: Beantik
Age: 13
Reason for joining: This server looks really awesome, and looks like serious RP. I've been looking for an RP server that actually RPs and i think this is the one. I also love minecraft.
Are you mature?: Yes
IC:
Character name: Aaron Fultern
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Backstory: Aaron was only four when the incident happened. He didn't know what was going on. There were riots in his town. Someone broke in, shot his mom took everything and left. his dad was shot too, but he survived only to be separated from him 8 years later. The looter also beat Aaron, which made him a tougher person. During his teens he was in a gang for 3 years, only when raiding Aaron realized that they were terrible people and ran off. When he was in the gang, he had to do things he wasn't proud of, ut now isn't hesitant to kill. They tried to find him, and killed his best friend, who he met wandering just before he joined the gang. His best friend told him where his old friend was with his last breath, and that he was sick. He has been trying to find his friend and a cure for his sickness since
RP example: Aaron is running from a raider, who had him at gun point. The raider is shooting at him but Aaron evades the bullets. He jumps behind a car and vanishes from the raiders sight. minutes later, Aaron sneaks behind the raider, knocks him down, takes his gun from his hand, shoots him, and retrieves the stolen items.
picture of skin: I don't know how to post a picture
You missed a TON of things while you where gone. Basically everything has changed.
Quite a few. None that will be mentioned as of now though.
Denied
Please fix up your spelling and grammar. You need to reread the rules and a longer backstory. What was his friend's sickness? How did you find the gang or enter it? Why did your old friend disappear or what happened to him? How did you manage to escape the gang? Fix up everything and you'll be good to go.
Aaron has been looking for his friend and a cure since. He himself is sick with a similar disease; he throws random fits of rage and loses his mind when he gets frustrated. Luckily, he has something that helps him with his anger. He has to eat a whole melon once every few days. He knows what the cure is; he has to eat one golden apple each day for a week. He found it out when he ate a golden apple and he stopped having fits for the rest of the week.
IGN:Keegan97
Name: Keegan Kowalski
Age:14
Reason for joining: I love zombies, roleplaying and the lore is cool too
Are you mature?: Im pretty mature when it comes to roleplaying
IC: Adam Smith
Age: 23
Bio: Born a decade after the incident Adam was raised by his mother after his father succumbed to his wounds defending his family. Adam was raised in a hut in the middle of a forest and lived mainly by chopping wood, Hunting small game, and defending his sickly mother. After his mother had died because of a deadly sickness, he moved outside out of the forest to find a world in ruin and after dispatching a few undead he thought i could live like this. Adam is deft with a axe and a bow, and is a man who will often work well in groups. He is somewhat good at surviving and is a good fisherman taught from a young age. But he is easily angered
RP example: Adam is looking in the forest for some fire wood, but then gets attacked by some undead, he then proceeds to climb up a tree and jump from tree to tree, he then sees a man wielding a bow and warns him about the monsters, he then jumps out of the tree and helps the man fight them. They dispatch them after careful fighting making sure not to hit each other and form a group
Skin: I dont know how to upload.
Khazâd Ai-Mênu!
Age: 17
Reason for joining: Been looking for a good, serious RP server based on an apocalypse setting, and this server seems to fit the bill quite nicely. I love the texture pack too.
Character name: Charles Cendiate
Age: 83
Gender: Male
Back-story (One to two paragraphs, be thorough): I was born long before the disaster that corrupted the world. I remember hearing the tales of the miners that found the mysterious rock. My friends and I would sometimes explore the local caves to see if we could find some, but we had no such luck. I would garden when I could because I loved working with plants. Then came the fateful day when the scientists finally cracked the code. It all went downhill from there. I was about halfway through my life when it happened, and I remember the news when it happened. No one could believe what was going on. The tales of the monsters, and what had happened to the scientists frightened everyone. It wouldn't be long before panic broke out, and our city was overwhelmed. I quickly stocked up on supplies, and I hid in the panic room for a short time, rarely venturing out for supplies, and collecting books while I was at it.
IGN: RedDotMurdererr <--- 2 R's at end.
Age: 17
Reason for joining: Seems like an amazing server.
Are you mature?: Yes
IC:
Character name:Peter Patrelli
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Backstory (One to two paragraphs, be thorough): Born in New york. Had many family problems as a kid. I like to save people. Good with fighting. Can be a good friend if you don't betray me. Was an EMT (Emergency Medical Technician.) Has a girlfriend and had recently lost his brother to a murdererr named Sylar.
RP example:
Peter: Nathan don't let go! You'll die!
Nathan (peter's brother): No pete, I think it's my time. You gotta let go.
Peter: But what about your family nathan? You're just gonna leave them like this? You can't do this nathan! It's no time to mess around! Sylar is almost here! We have to hurry up and get back inside.
Sylar: Looks like you're a little too late. *Uses Telekenesis to throw nathan off the building*
Peter: NOOOOOOO! You'll pay for this sylar!
Sylar: Why not now? *Walks slowly towards peter*
peter: *Beats the **** out of sylar then shoots him in the head*
Picture of skin:
http://gyazo.com/743fd0785e33bb446cf9f84838376427
I can honestly say I enjoyed reading your application. I would accept you, but I need human only players. I'd understand if you didn't want to rewrite it, but unfortunately it has to be. Sorry man, denied.
Accepted
Excellent backstory and RP example.
Denied
Your backstory needs to be more thorough. How did your mother get sick and how did your father receive his wounds? After he left the woods did he find any companions or safe communities? Where did he see the man with the bow in your RP example? If you don't know how to show your skin then write a short description of what it looks like.