Didn't get to use this guy at all, so I'll make him a new person.
Second character
In Character (IC)
Name: Real name: Trevor Sorrells, Alias: Venom Actual
Faction (Optional): None, he wanders the wastes on his own, unphased by its wrath
How old is your character: 36
How does your character act? He is a very reserved person, not very social at all. He only speaks when absolutely necessary. He has a very short temper and it does not take much antagonizing to make him snap, which he then has been known to hurt people. He is a very intimidating figure, at a height of 6 feet 7 inches not many people will go near him, not even raiders. He has been made a very cold and unforgiving person from his time being battered around in the wastes, it’s best not to cross him.
Does your character have any family or close friends? None at all. He had family, but they perished long ago and it wasn’t a gruesome death, truth be told. They simply could no longer take the inhospitable weather of the wastes and died trekking through the snow, forever buried by its endless expanse.
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He is actually quite a very smart man, but it wouldn’t seem as such from looking at his outward appearance. He can read perfectly and write just as well, although his hand writing isn’t very good. He is a very deep and outward thinker and thinks of much more than what he currently sees in front of him.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? He is a very skilled combatant. His father taught him how to defend himself from an early age. He’s good with ranged and melee weapons, but excels at neither. He has been made a cold, unforgiving person from his time in the wastes which can give him a moral edge, but this can also be a horrible hindrance.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He isn’t one to mine or dig things out. He usually just finds ways to trade for the things he needs. He is alright at building, but anything beyond a small house or hut gets a little complicated.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He has learned to fear nothing, not even death. He has stared death, unblinkingly, in the face more times than he can count. He has become cold and calculating, but this, more than anything, drives people away.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): Trevor was born in the ruins of an old road side gas station in northern Australia. His family travelled with a small group of around 10 people. They moved from town to town looking to trade and survive. The group never settled down because there was really no reason, the world had gone to and there was no rebuilding.
From an early age Trevor was taught how to defend himself. His dad worked with him on his aim every day to make sure he could hit a target at least 400 meters. His dads close friend taught him how to properly use a knife, if it came down to it. Trevor was helping the family fend off raiders and thieves from as early as 13. It was apparent by then how big Trevor would actually be. At 13 he was 5 feet and 9 inches. Not many people were that tall nowadays.
As the group continually pushed through the wastes, never stopping and not looking for anything in particular, the gradually died off or stayed behind. It was sad really. The group had a good chance when there were 10 of them, but as the numbers slowly dropped the world became a much harsher place. By the time Trevor was 17 it was only him and his parents. They did what the group had always done, roamed. They went and saw the sites of Australia that were amazing things to see before the war like Ayer’s Rock and the Great Barrier Reef, now iced over, but now they were only death traps and crypts.
When Trevor was 23 his parents couldn’t take the constant travelling and the grueling weather. They sat down in the snow at the base of a large rock and Trevor turned around to ask them what was wrong. They simply said we’re done. It’s time to sleep. He nodded at them, turned, and continued on his never ending journey. They were buried underneath the never ending snow and lost in existence. Trevor never once looked back and never once returned. He’s not even sure he could find the place if he wanted to.
He continues his never ending journey to this day. He doesn’t let anyone get close to him because he doesn’t stay in any town for more than a few days. He is usually left alone by raiders and highway men because of his intimidating size and appearance. He keeps everything he owns in the pack on his back and anything else he needs he trades for with people in the town. He has been dubbed a ghost and a phantom by some. They see his figure roaming the wastes, alone, with his duster fluttering in the snow. If he is ever asked his name he simply says Venom Actual. No one knows if that’s his name of a code of some sort, but no one currently alive knows who he really is.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
Trevor is wandering along a broken highway when 3 men slowly approach him. They hold up weapons and tell him to drop his pack. Trevor simply stares at each one of them, studying them. They get closer and wave their guns in his face and he still only stares at them behind his red tinted gas mask. One gets a little closer and pokes him with his gun. Trevor swiftly grabs the guns and snaps the man’s arm before dropping the weapon, with a clatter, to the ground. The others jump back and fire warning shots above him. Trevor simply looks down at the whimpering man and cocks his head to the side. The man yells, “What the hell are you looking at?” “Your dead friends,” and with that he pulled out his pistol and put 2 bullets into each man’s head before they could react. The man on the ground stared at his lifeless friends dumbfounded and when he turned around to look at Trevor all he saw was the fluttering duster disappear into the blizzard.
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: He wears an M40 gas mask at all times with red tinted lenses, so no one can see his eyes. On his head he wears a cow boy hat to keep him warm and keep off the rain and fallout. He wears a Duster over all of his other clothing, but despite this he is not a Duster. It is simply to keep him warm and dry. Over his Duster he has a military 3-day pack to keep supplies in. Under the duster is a combat tactical vest to carry weapons and ammo, and under that is a camouflage t-shirt. He wears padded, water proof pants to keep him warm and make it easier on his knees when he crouches. He wears combat boots to keep his feet warm and to avoid any complications with his ankles or any other part of his foot.
Minecraft account name: doctorrotcod Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is) USA CST Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) Lots. Why are you applying? I'm looking for a good RP server. I signed up for one that doesn't really offer much rp, unfortunately. It uses the Last Days texture pack, which I enjoy a lot, and think there is a lot that can be done in a post-apocolyptic RP. Have you ever been banned and if so why? Once from a prison-break server. I had the fortune/misfortune of logging out next to a wall and then logging back in on the roof of the prison. I was like, okay, I'll explore. That didn't go over well with the administrators. Do you agree with the rules? Yes, of course. Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? Of course NOT. Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? Yup, I love it.
In Character (IC) Name: Brock Boosalis (though he just goes by 'Brock') Faction (Optional): None at the moment. How old is your character: 25 How does your character act? Brock is a little bit cocky, very sarcastic, and can come off as stand-offish. He has a hot temper and a troubled past, which makes him a bit tough to get along with. He is fiercely loyal but it takes awhile for him to get to the point where he will stick his neck out on the line for someone. Does your character have any family or close friends? He has two brothers, but he's not currently with them. Is your character educated (Read and write)? He's not the most educated man on the block, but he can read and write. Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? Brock has survived thus far based on his strength and guile. He's quick, strong, and sneaky, which has allowed him to pass in and out of towns more or less unnoticed, taking what he needs to survive. Does your character have any weaknesses? He's a bit of a liar, and often gets caught as such. Does your character hate or fear anything? He does not like being alone, but, as you recall, he's a tough person to love, so he tends to self-sabotage any relationships he forms and end up an outsider. Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): There was a time in history when the world wouldn’t let an eight-year old boy be the sole provider for his two younger brothers. Apparently, there were millions of dollars in resources and thousands of caring individuals who would prevent a few children from slipping through the cracks. During that time, Brock’s story might have also been remarkable, and caused people to take notice. After the world ended, everyone suddenly stopped caring about philanthropy and orphans, probably because no one had anything to give, and the people who needed help outnumbered those who had anything to offer.
Brock was born and grew up underground. His mother was a kind woman, but was weak and sickly from years of overwork to provide for her three boys. Brock was old enough to remember his father, as well as the bruises he suffered from his hands. At the same time, he was too young to understand how or why he could have left them all, as he did.
His mother died from an illness when he was eight; he doesn’t know or care what it was. It came fast, incapacitated her, and claimed her life within a week’s time. That left his two brothers, age six and age two, under his care. Without his mother’s meager income, they were evicted from their tiny hovel, and forced into the streets.
Brock was too young to work, but small and fast enough to steal, and he did so at every opportunity. When he was old enough, his younger brother joined him, and combined they were able to get by. There were times they were caught and beaten, but this hardened them. After a time, Brock stopped being so small, and was able to rob from the vault dwellers more directly and violently, as needed.
It was through this that he began to raise the ire of the local authorities, who began to track his movements. In a robbery gone wrong, he was pursued and chased from the vaults. As he tried to flee, he was struck by a crossbow bolt in the shoulder and taken to the ground.
The next few months, he lived incarcerated. Scarcely fed and mostly forgotten about, his only reprieve from starvation and isolation were the occasional lashings at the hands of the authorities. This continued for some time, until someone decided it was foolish to waste time and resources on a common criminal. He was taken above ground for his execution, but the sentries who escorted him were young and inexperienced, and used to more passive victims. Despite his bindings he was able to wrestle one of the sentries to the ground, and uses his knife to free himself. He then took the blade to the neck of both his captors.
No longer a thief but a murderer, Brock fled from the vaults, his brothers’ fates uncertain. He has gone from settlement to settlement, lying, stealing, threatening, and, occasionally, charming his way to get what he needed.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
Villager: Who goes there? (crossbow at the ready)
Brock (holding his hands in the air): I'm sorry, I didn't mean to alarm no one. I'm just a traveler passing through.
Villager: Come forward and show yourself...but keep your hands in the air.
Brock (advancing forward): I don't mean anybody any harm. I'm just trying to survive out here like the rest of you.
Villager: You armed?
Brock: Well, you'd better believe I am. Don't survive much out here without a weapon. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to trouble you any, but would you mind if we continued this little interrogation closer to town? I'd prefer not to be caught out here by mutants while you frisk me.
Villager:...alright. But you'll go first, and keep your hands up.
(they head towards the lone lit up house)
Brock: All by yourself out here?
Villager:...
Brock: I know, I know, you don't trust me and you think I'm some sort of thief or murderer. I get it. I've run into my fair share of wanderers and they're never exactly what I'd call upstanding citizens.
Villager:...
Brock: Look, I'm just trying to find a safe place to stay the night. If you've got room and you're willing to trade with me for a bed, I'd be much obliged. Otherwise, I'd say you can just stop the whole suspicious landowner act and let me loose.
Villager (relaxing slightly): Suppose I say I do have a room. What do you have to offer?
Brock: Well, that depends what you're in the market for. (He reaches his hand into the bag at his hip)
Villager: Put your hands back up or I'll...
Brock (pulls out a handful of seeds): Or what, you'll shoot a man with a handful of melon seeds?
Villager (lowers the crossbow): Look, I'm sorry, it's just with these raiders all about I don't know what people are going to try to pull when they come by here. Let me see those seeds.
Brock: My pleasure. (He throws the seeds at the Villager's eyes; he yells and raises the crossbow; a bolt fires off into the wall. Brock hits him firmly in the waist with his shoulder and tackles him to the ground, disarming him. He punches him three times until he goes limp; blood drips from his nose)
Brock: Yes sir, you do need to be careful who you trust out here. Never know who you're going to run into...
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin:
He's blond, with a scruffy beard. He's muscular but also lean, which makes him seem deceptively small.
Minecraft account name: (Need it for white-listing) Skgr136
Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is) Central
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) Yes I was on the server before it shut down
Why are you applying? (Don't just put, the server looks neat) I liked the old server and want to play and rp with some of the old players again.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? (Be honest, we all have our bad moments) Yes but only in Minecraft Classic. I was banned for griefing because I accidentally deleted one block off of someones pixel art.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? (As in Trading Posts, Sky Scrapers, and Instances) No I will not.
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? Yes
In Character (IC)
Name: Finn Elrod
Faction (Optional): Stranded
How old is your character: 22
How does your character act? Having learned a lot from a Wiseman in one of his previous towns he is quite intelligent. He is very curious, crafty, and stubborn. He is also very moody and changes moods quickly. He is quite hopeful of the future.
Does your character have any family or close friends? No he is the only one left in his family that he knows of. (He thinks his mom might be alive)
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He learned how to read and write from a Wiseman from a town that was later raided and burned.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? He is very skillful in herbalism and mixing ingredients together to make potions. He is also very mechanical and knows how to handle redstone.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He is not very good at reasoning considering how stubborn he is. He also is very defensive and will react very badly to anything that is borderline offensive to him or his friends.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He is fearful of Tear Scouts. Although he hasn’t seen one, his friend was left with 3rd degree burns from one.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): (I'll accept 2 or 3 if it's incredible, I mean absolutely fantastic) Finn was born in a large stranded village. As a kid, Finn was tutored, with a few other students, by the Wiseman of the village. His friend, Tom, was also tutored by the Wiseman. Finn and Tom liked to do what most kids did, run around and play. One day, Finn and Tom and a few other kids were playing tag around the outskirts of the village. Finn knew he shouldn’t be going this far away from the village but wanted to keep playing with the other kids. Finn was “it” and was chasing after Tom. Suddenly, Tom tripped on a small piece of rock sticking out of the ground. Finn ran over to Tom to see if he was okay. “Tom are you okay,” asked Finn? “Yeah I’m alright, it’s just a skinned knee. Finn helped Tom up and they noticed that the other kids were gone. While Finn was looking around for the other kids he saw the suns’ rays reflect off something on the ground.” Hey what is that,” asked Finn? Tom saw it too and immediately ran over to it. It appeared to be a blue power cell encased in a lantern-like container. Tom, being his greedy self, took it and put it in his deepest pocket. Finn was usually bothered by Tom’s greediness but wasn’t interested in the “thing” at all. (Finn was 10 by the way. Same with Tom.)
(6 years later.) Tom woke up gasping for air. There was pitch black smoke everywhere in his room. Tom knew there was a fire. Having learned from the Wiseman about fire safety he immediately dropped to the ground and groped around for his bow. He found it then crawled to the door. He opened the door hoping to find his mom but instead he found fire. Finn cut through the kitchen and ran out the front door. Finn looked around outside to find that almost every house was burning. Finn noticed some men in black cloaks down the street. Finn watched as one of them ruthfully killed a man who was running crazily around. Finn took out his bow along with some arrows and was about to shoot. He had his bow drawn back for awhile when he realized that he wasn’t as ruthless and them and lowered his bow because he knew he couldn't do it. Then Finn noticed something running at him from up the street. It was Tom! Tom ran up to him and took something out of his pocket. “Take this I have to go,” said Tom hurriedly. Finn took the thing and looked down at it and realized that it was the blue power cell Tom had found long ago. He looked up at Tom to realize he was gone. ”TOM,” screamed Finn. Finn was about to yell again when he saw the men in black cloaks were coming towards him. Finn ran away towards the outskirts of the town. Finn looked back to see they were falling behind. Finn still continued to run and finally stopped when they were out of sight. Finn looked at the smoke rising in the air and started to cry. He didn’t know where his mom or his best friend were or if they were even alive. He suddenly became very angry at the men in the black cloaks. Finn then remembered that the Wiseman described these men before. They were the Raiders! Finn was about to go back to the town to find his mom but stopped knowing that they weren’t there and if they were they were dead or going to be dead. He just had to hope they had made it out. Finn decided that he would keep looking for them until he knew where they were. Finn also decided that night that any raider that crossed his path would be dead. So for 1 year( up until present time) Finn kept looking for his mom and Tom. I slept with a cow
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):*Finn came upon what looked like an old abandoned Android lab. “Hello,” Finn called out. *Finn saw a shadow appear in the doorway.
“Zzzzztt” said what looked like a very old and decrepit Android. “Can you speak” Finn asked while pulling out his bow? “ English, language detected, language detected,” said the Android. “ What business do you have being here” asked the Android? “I am a traveler and found this building, could I have a look inside,” asked Finn. “Attack mode engaged,” said the Android.The Android started to charge towards him. It didn’t look like it wanted to negotiate so Finn ran around it and went inside the building making sure to close the door and lock it.
* Finn came upon a man riding a pig. The traveler appeared to have no weapons on him so he knew he was safe. “Hello traveler” said Finn. *The traveler having just noticed Finn was startled. “ Woah,” the man said. “It’s alright I’m not going to hurt you” said Finn. “ Very well then, where are you from,” asked the man? “ I am not from anywhere I have been traveling for a very long time.” replied Finn. “We have a town North of here if you wish to stay,” said the man generously. “Umm no thanks,” replied Finn. *Finn ran off before the man could ask anymore questions.
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: He has a hat, brown eyes, and black hair.
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Minecraft account name: (Need it for white-listing) Skgr136
Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is) Central
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) Yes I was on the server before it shut down
Why are you applying? (Don't just put, the server looks neat) I liked the old server and want to play and rp with some of the old players again.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? (Be honest, we all have our bad moments) Yes but only in Minecraft Classic. I was banned for griefing because I accidentally deleted one block off of someones pixel art.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? (As in Trading Posts, Sky Scrapers, and Instances) No I will not.
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? Yes
In Character (IC)
Name: Finn Elrod
Faction (Optional): Stranded
How old is your character: 22
How does your character act? Having learned a lot from a Wiseman in one of his previous towns he is quite intelligent. He is very curious, crafty, and stubborn. He is also very moody and changes moods quickly. He is quite hopeful of the future.
Does your character have any family or close friends? No he is the only one left in his family that he knows of. (He thinks his mom might be alive)
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He learned how to read and write from a Wiseman from a town that was later raided and burned.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? He is very skillful in herbalism and mixing ingredients together to make potions. He is also very mechanical and knows how to handle redstone.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He is not very good at reasoning considering how stubborn he is. He also is very defensive and will react very badly to anything that is borderline offensive to him or his friends.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He is fearful of Tear Scouts. Although he hasn’t seen one, his friend was left with 3rd degree burns from one.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): (I'll accept 2 or 3 if it's incredible, I mean absolutely fantastic) Finn was born in a large stranded village. As a kid, Finn was tutored, with a few other students, by the Wiseman of the village. His friend, Tom, was also tutored by the Wiseman. Finn and Tom liked to do what most kids did, run around and play. One day, Finn and Tom and a few other kids were playing tag around the outskirts of the village. Finn knew he shouldn’t be going this far away from the village but wanted to keep playing with the other kids. Finn was “it” and was chasing after Tom. Suddenly, Tom tripped on a small piece of rock sticking out of the ground. Finn ran over to Tom to see if he was okay. “Tom are you okay,” asked Finn? “Yeah I’m alright, it’s just a skinned knee. Finn helped Tom up and they noticed that the other kids were gone. While Finn was looking around for the other kids he saw the suns’ rays reflect off something on the ground.” Hey what is that,” asked Finn? Tom saw it too and immediately ran over to it. It appeared to be a blue power cell encased in a lantern-like container. Tom, being his greedy self, took it and put it in his deepest pocket. Finn was usually bothered by Tom’s greediness but wasn’t interested in the “thing” at all. (Finn was 10 by the way. Same with Tom.)
(6 years later.) Tom woke up gasping for air. There was pitch black smoke everywhere in his room. Tom knew there was a fire. Having learned from the Wiseman about fire safety he immediately dropped to the ground and groped around for his bow. He found it then crawled to the door. He opened the door hoping to find his mom but instead he found fire. Finn cut through the kitchen and ran out the front door. Finn looked around outside to find that almost every house was burning. Finn noticed some men in black cloaks down the street. Finn watched as one of them ruthfully killed a man who was running crazily around. Finn took out his bow along with some arrows and was about to shoot. He had his bow drawn back for awhile when he realized that he wasn’t as ruthless and them and lowered his bow because he knew he couldn't do it. Then Finn noticed something running at him from up the street. It was Tom! Tom ran up to him and took something out of his pocket. “Take this I have to go,” said Tom hurriedly. Finn took the thing and looked down at it and realized that it was the blue power cell Tom had found long ago. He looked up at Tom to realize he was gone. ”TOM,” screamed Finn. Finn was about to yell again when he saw the men in black cloaks were coming towards him. Finn ran away towards the outskirts of the town. Finn looked back to see they were falling behind. Finn still continued to run and finally stopped when they were out of sight. Finn looked at the smoke rising in the air and started to cry. He didn’t know where his mom or his best friend were or if they were even alive. He suddenly became very angry at the men in the black cloaks. Finn then remembered that the Wiseman described these men before. They were the Raiders! Finn was about to go back to the town to find his mom but stopped knowing that they weren’t there and if they were they were dead or going to be dead. He just had to hope they had made it out. Finn decided that he would keep looking for them until he knew where they were. Finn also decided that night that any raider that crossed his path would be dead. So for 1 year( up until present time) Finn kept looking for his mom and Tom. I slept with a cow
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):*Finn came upon what looked like an old abandoned Android lab. “Hello,” Finn called out. *Finn saw a shadow appear in the doorway.
“Zzzzztt” said what looked like a very old and decrepit Android. “Can you speak” Finn asked while pulling out his bow? “ English, language detected, language detected,” said the Android. “ What business do you have being here” asked the Android? “I am a traveler and found this building, could I have a look inside,” asked Finn. “Attack mode engaged,” said the Android.The Android started to charge towards him. It didn’t look like it wanted to negotiate so Finn ran around it and went inside the building making sure to close the door and lock it.
* Finn came upon a man riding a pig. The traveler appeared to have no weapons on him so he knew he was safe. “Hello traveler” said Finn. *The traveler having just noticed Finn was startled. “ Woah,” the man said. “It’s alright I’m not going to hurt you” said Finn. “ Very well then, where are you from,” asked the man? “ I am not from anywhere I have been traveling for a very long time.” replied Finn. “We have a town North of here if you wish to stay,” said the man generously. “Umm no thanks,” replied Finn. *Finn ran off before the man could ask anymore questions.
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: He has a hat, brown eyes, and black hair.
wow this is great! cant wait to play!!
and is it possible to become an app on here? Id love to accept apps and make people happy.
I wont be mean if its bad. and I will tell how to inprove!
P.s I was o the server before so I dont need to apply.
wow this is great! cant wait to play!!
and is it possible to become an app on here? Id love to accept apps and make people happy.
I wont be mean if its bad. and I will tell how to inprove!
P.s I was o the server before so I dont need to apply.
If you are from the old server you still need to reapply but you only have to write a 2 paragraph bio about your character 20 years later or make a new one.
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Minecraft account name: (Need it for white-listing)rupertjw
Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is)hong kong
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) yes i played on the server
Why are you applying? (Don't just put, the server looks neat) i loved this server and roleplay
Have you ever been banned and if so why? (Be honest, we all have our bad moments) no just kicked
Do you agree with the rules? yes
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? (As in Trading Posts, Sky Scrapers, and Instances) never
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? already got it
In Character (IC)
Name:Robert Stone
Faction (Optional):no just a traveler
How old is your character:19
How does your character act?kind,charming, quick and to the point.
Does your character have any family or close friends? yes but family died and friends leave
Is your character educated (Read and write)? yes a little bit
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies?sneaky and good at talking.
Does your character have any weaknesses?not very strong, stays away from people.
Does your character hate or fear anything?hate raiders. fears death
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): (I'll accept 2 or 3 if it's incredible, I mean absolutely fantastic)
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
I cant remember the place were i was born. probaly in one of the vaults.
When the US attacked Iran, my great grandfather new something was going to happen.
he new that Australia was the safest place to go, so he and my great grandmother went there.
when all mayhem was happening, he got in one of the vaults.
i was brought up seeing metal walls and only pictures of the out side world.
my mother died after i was born.
my father was there for me in bad times.
and soon at 19 i said to my father "i cant take this home, i need to be free",
"free? free? you will die out there!" said my father in anger.
i then looked at my father strait in his eye and said "please let me go"
"your just like your mother, fine go, your a man now, but please come back" said my father.
i hugged my dad, and then got ready for the out side world.
i got my gun, coat and went out.
as i came out it was so bright,
then all i saw was a wast land.
but i loved it, the snow was amazing to me, and it was so big!
i just loved the snow, never knowing the snow was going to be my worst nightmare.
then i started to explore, i found some people who traveled with me.
i didn't do much, just go around and look at stuff.
but when i got home.......
my father was sick and slowly dieing.
i ran to my father, as i fell to my knees and took his hand,
he said to me "how...was...your trip"
"it was good dad it was good"
then he got me closer and said into my ear "my son..... i dont want you to die in this metal hole like me"
"go and live your life, if your going to die please die out there"
i looked at my father and said "o.k"
then he went quiet, i berried him outside,
i vowed i would never step foot in a vault ever again.
and i promised to live the life my father wanted me to have.
i will build a life in this dead lifeless world.
i will start an empire i will bring life back to Australia.
i will die here! like my father wanted.
i slept with a cow!!! he was crazy!!
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: gingerish hair, dark blue jeans, jacket, white shirt.
Second character
In Character (IC)
Name: Real name: Trevor Sorrells, Alias: Venom Actual
Faction (Optional): None, he wanders the wastes on his own, unphased by its wrath
How old is your character: 36
How does your character act? He is a very reserved person, not very social at all. He only speaks when absolutely necessary. He has a very short temper and it does not take much antagonizing to make him snap, which he then has been known to hurt people. He is a very intimidating figure, at a height of 6 feet 7 inches not many people will go near him, not even raiders. He has been made a very cold and unforgiving person from his time being battered around in the wastes, it’s best not to cross him.
Does your character have any family or close friends? None at all. He had family, but they perished long ago and it wasn’t a gruesome death, truth be told. They simply could no longer take the inhospitable weather of the wastes and died trekking through the snow, forever buried by its endless expanse.
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He is actually quite a very smart man, but it wouldn’t seem as such from looking at his outward appearance. He can read perfectly and write just as well, although his hand writing isn’t very good. He is a very deep and outward thinker and thinks of much more than what he currently sees in front of him.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? He is a very skilled combatant. His father taught him how to defend himself from an early age. He’s good with ranged and melee weapons, but excels at neither. He has been made a cold, unforgiving person from his time in the wastes which can give him a moral edge, but this can also be a horrible hindrance.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He isn’t one to mine or dig things out. He usually just finds ways to trade for the things he needs. He is alright at building, but anything beyond a small house or hut gets a little complicated.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He has learned to fear nothing, not even death. He has stared death, unblinkingly, in the face more times than he can count. He has become cold and calculating, but this, more than anything, drives people away.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): Trevor was born in the ruins of an old road side gas station in northern Australia. His family travelled with a small group of around 10 people. They moved from town to town looking to trade and survive. The group never settled down because there was really no reason, the world had gone to and there was no rebuilding.
From an early age Trevor was taught how to defend himself. His dad worked with him on his aim every day to make sure he could hit a target at least 400 meters. His dads close friend taught him how to properly use a knife, if it came down to it. Trevor was helping the family fend off raiders and thieves from as early as 13. It was apparent by then how big Trevor would actually be. At 13 he was 5 feet and 9 inches. Not many people were that tall nowadays.
As the group continually pushed through the wastes, never stopping and not looking for anything in particular, the gradually died off or stayed behind. It was sad really. The group had a good chance when there were 10 of them, but as the numbers slowly dropped the world became a much harsher place. By the time Trevor was 17 it was only him and his parents. They did what the group had always done, roamed. They went and saw the sites of Australia that were amazing things to see before the war like Ayer’s Rock and the Great Barrier Reef, now iced over, but now they were only death traps and crypts.
When Trevor was 23 his parents couldn’t take the constant travelling and the grueling weather. They sat down in the snow at the base of a large rock and Trevor turned around to ask them what was wrong. They simply said we’re done. It’s time to sleep. He nodded at them, turned, and continued on his never ending journey. They were buried underneath the never ending snow and lost in existence.
Trevor never once looked back and never once returned. He’s not even sure he could find the place if he wanted to.
He continues his never ending journey to this day. He doesn’t let anyone get close to him because he doesn’t stay in any town for more than a few days. He is usually left alone by raiders and highway men because of his intimidating size and appearance. He keeps everything he owns in the pack on his back and anything else he needs he trades for with people in the town. He has been dubbed a ghost and a phantom by some. They see his figure roaming the wastes, alone, with his duster fluttering in the snow. If he is ever asked his name he simply says Venom Actual. No one knows if that’s his name of a code of some sort, but no one currently alive knows who he really is.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
Trevor is wandering along a broken highway when 3 men slowly approach him.
They hold up weapons and tell him to drop his pack.
Trevor simply stares at each one of them, studying them.
They get closer and wave their guns in his face and he still only stares at them behind his red tinted gas mask.
One gets a little closer and pokes him with his gun.
Trevor swiftly grabs the guns and snaps the man’s arm before dropping the weapon, with a clatter, to the ground.
The others jump back and fire warning shots above him.
Trevor simply looks down at the whimpering man and cocks his head to the side.
The man yells, “What the hell are you looking at?”
“Your dead friends,” and with that he pulled out his pistol and put 2 bullets into each man’s head before they could react.
The man on the ground stared at his lifeless friends dumbfounded and when he turned around to look at Trevor all he saw was the fluttering duster disappear into the blizzard.
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: He wears an M40 gas mask at all times with red tinted lenses, so no one can see his eyes. On his head he wears a cow boy hat to keep him warm and keep off the rain and fallout. He wears a Duster over all of his other clothing, but despite this he is not a Duster. It is simply to keep him warm and dry. Over his Duster he has a military 3-day pack to keep supplies in. Under the duster is a combat tactical vest to carry weapons and ammo, and under that is a camouflage t-shirt. He wears padded, water proof pants to keep him warm and make it easier on his knees when he crouches. He wears combat boots to keep his feet warm and to avoid any complications with his ankles or any other part of his foot.
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Minecraft account name: doctorrotcod
Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is) USA CST
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) Lots.
Why are you applying? I'm looking for a good RP server. I signed up for one that doesn't really offer much rp, unfortunately. It uses the Last Days texture pack, which I enjoy a lot, and think there is a lot that can be done in a post-apocolyptic RP.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? Once from a prison-break server. I had the fortune/misfortune of logging out next to a wall and then logging back in on the roof of the prison. I was like, okay, I'll explore. That didn't go over well with the administrators.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes, of course.
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? Of course NOT.
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? Yup, I love it.
In Character (IC)
Name: Brock Boosalis (though he just goes by 'Brock')
Faction (Optional): None at the moment.
How old is your character: 25
How does your character act? Brock is a little bit cocky, very sarcastic, and can come off as stand-offish. He has a hot temper and a troubled past, which makes him a bit tough to get along with. He is fiercely loyal but it takes awhile for him to get to the point where he will stick his neck out on the line for someone.
Does your character have any family or close friends? He has two brothers, but he's not currently with them.
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He's not the most educated man on the block, but he can read and write.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? Brock has survived thus far based on his strength and guile. He's quick, strong, and sneaky, which has allowed him to pass in and out of towns more or less unnoticed, taking what he needs to survive.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He's a bit of a liar, and often gets caught as such.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He does not like being alone, but, as you recall, he's a tough person to love, so he tends to self-sabotage any relationships he forms and end up an outsider.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): There was a time in history when the world wouldn’t let an eight-year old boy be the sole provider for his two younger brothers. Apparently, there were millions of dollars in resources and thousands of caring individuals who would prevent a few children from slipping through the cracks. During that time, Brock’s story might have also been remarkable, and caused people to take notice. After the world ended, everyone suddenly stopped caring about philanthropy and orphans, probably because no one had anything to give, and the people who needed help outnumbered those who had anything to offer.
Brock was born and grew up underground. His mother was a kind woman, but was weak and sickly from years of overwork to provide for her three boys. Brock was old enough to remember his father, as well as the bruises he suffered from his hands. At the same time, he was too young to understand how or why he could have left them all, as he did.
His mother died from an illness when he was eight; he doesn’t know or care what it was. It came fast, incapacitated her, and claimed her life within a week’s time. That left his two brothers, age six and age two, under his care. Without his mother’s meager income, they were evicted from their tiny hovel, and forced into the streets.
Brock was too young to work, but small and fast enough to steal, and he did so at every opportunity. When he was old enough, his younger brother joined him, and combined they were able to get by. There were times they were caught and beaten, but this hardened them. After a time, Brock stopped being so small, and was able to rob from the vault dwellers more directly and violently, as needed.
It was through this that he began to raise the ire of the local authorities, who began to track his movements. In a robbery gone wrong, he was pursued and chased from the vaults. As he tried to flee, he was struck by a crossbow bolt in the shoulder and taken to the ground.
The next few months, he lived incarcerated. Scarcely fed and mostly forgotten about, his only reprieve from starvation and isolation were the occasional lashings at the hands of the authorities. This continued for some time, until someone decided it was foolish to waste time and resources on a common criminal. He was taken above ground for his execution, but the sentries who escorted him were young and inexperienced, and used to more passive victims. Despite his bindings he was able to wrestle one of the sentries to the ground, and uses his knife to free himself. He then took the blade to the neck of both his captors.
No longer a thief but a murderer, Brock fled from the vaults, his brothers’ fates uncertain. He has gone from settlement to settlement, lying, stealing, threatening, and, occasionally, charming his way to get what he needed.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
Villager: Who goes there? (crossbow at the ready)
Brock (holding his hands in the air): I'm sorry, I didn't mean to alarm no one. I'm just a traveler passing through.
Villager: Come forward and show yourself...but keep your hands in the air.
Brock (advancing forward): I don't mean anybody any harm. I'm just trying to survive out here like the rest of you.
Villager: You armed?
Brock: Well, you'd better believe I am. Don't survive much out here without a weapon. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to trouble you any, but would you mind if we continued this little interrogation closer to town? I'd prefer not to be caught out here by mutants while you frisk me.
Villager:...alright. But you'll go first, and keep your hands up.
(they head towards the lone lit up house)
Brock: All by yourself out here?
Villager:...
Brock: I know, I know, you don't trust me and you think I'm some sort of thief or murderer. I get it. I've run into my fair share of wanderers and they're never exactly what I'd call upstanding citizens.
Villager:...
Brock: Look, I'm just trying to find a safe place to stay the night. If you've got room and you're willing to trade with me for a bed, I'd be much obliged. Otherwise, I'd say you can just stop the whole suspicious landowner act and let me loose.
Villager (relaxing slightly): Suppose I say I do have a room. What do you have to offer?
Brock: Well, that depends what you're in the market for. (He reaches his hand into the bag at his hip)
Villager: Put your hands back up or I'll...
Brock (pulls out a handful of seeds): Or what, you'll shoot a man with a handful of melon seeds?
Villager (lowers the crossbow): Look, I'm sorry, it's just with these raiders all about I don't know what people are going to try to pull when they come by here. Let me see those seeds.
Brock: My pleasure. (He throws the seeds at the Villager's eyes; he yells and raises the crossbow; a bolt fires off into the wall. Brock hits him firmly in the waist with his shoulder and tackles him to the ground, disarming him. He punches him three times until he goes limp; blood drips from his nose)
Brock: Yes sir, you do need to be careful who you trust out here. Never know who you're going to run into...
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin:
He's blond, with a scruffy beard. He's muscular but also lean, which makes him seem deceptively small.
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/1000434/cloudstrife/
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doctorrotcod acceptedThat was a fantastic app! I look forward to playing with you soon.
IP: 24.145.235.123
You'll need this custom last days as well http://www.mediafire.com/?e5fb58d4b3a1z1a
Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is) Central
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) Yes I was on the server before it shut down
Why are you applying? (Don't just put, the server looks neat) I liked the old server and want to play and rp with some of the old players again.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? (Be honest, we all have our bad moments) Yes but only in Minecraft Classic. I was banned for griefing because I accidentally deleted one block off of someones pixel art.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? (As in Trading Posts, Sky Scrapers, and Instances) No I will not.
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? Yes
In Character (IC)
Name: Finn Elrod
Faction (Optional): Stranded
How old is your character: 22
How does your character act? Having learned a lot from a Wiseman in one of his previous towns he is quite intelligent. He is very curious, crafty, and stubborn. He is also very moody and changes moods quickly. He is quite hopeful of the future.
Does your character have any family or close friends? No he is the only one left in his family that he knows of. (He thinks his mom might be alive)
Is your character educated (Read and write)? He learned how to read and write from a Wiseman from a town that was later raided and burned.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? He is very skillful in herbalism and mixing ingredients together to make potions. He is also very mechanical and knows how to handle redstone.
Does your character have any weaknesses? He is not very good at reasoning considering how stubborn he is. He also is very defensive and will react very badly to anything that is borderline offensive to him or his friends.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He is fearful of Tear Scouts. Although he hasn’t seen one, his friend was left with 3rd degree burns from one.
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): (I'll accept 2 or 3 if it's incredible, I mean absolutely fantastic) Finn was born in a large stranded village. As a kid, Finn was tutored, with a few other students, by the Wiseman of the village. His friend, Tom, was also tutored by the Wiseman. Finn and Tom liked to do what most kids did, run around and play. One day, Finn and Tom and a few other kids were playing tag around the outskirts of the village. Finn knew he shouldn’t be going this far away from the village but wanted to keep playing with the other kids. Finn was “it” and was chasing after Tom. Suddenly, Tom tripped on a small piece of rock sticking out of the ground. Finn ran over to Tom to see if he was okay. “Tom are you okay,” asked Finn? “Yeah I’m alright, it’s just a skinned knee. Finn helped Tom up and they noticed that the other kids were gone. While Finn was looking around for the other kids he saw the suns’ rays reflect off something on the ground.” Hey what is that,” asked Finn? Tom saw it too and immediately ran over to it. It appeared to be a blue power cell encased in a lantern-like container. Tom, being his greedy self, took it and put it in his deepest pocket. Finn was usually bothered by Tom’s greediness but wasn’t interested in the “thing” at all. (Finn was 10 by the way. Same with Tom.)
(6 years later.) Tom woke up gasping for air. There was pitch black smoke everywhere in his room. Tom knew there was a fire. Having learned from the Wiseman about fire safety he immediately dropped to the ground and groped around for his bow. He found it then crawled to the door. He opened the door hoping to find his mom but instead he found fire. Finn cut through the kitchen and ran out the front door. Finn looked around outside to find that almost every house was burning. Finn noticed some men in black cloaks down the street. Finn watched as one of them ruthfully killed a man who was running crazily around. Finn took out his bow along with some arrows and was about to shoot. He had his bow drawn back for awhile when he realized that he wasn’t as ruthless and them and lowered his bow because he knew he couldn't do it. Then Finn noticed something running at him from up the street. It was Tom! Tom ran up to him and took something out of his pocket. “Take this I have to go,” said Tom hurriedly. Finn took the thing and looked down at it and realized that it was the blue power cell Tom had found long ago. He looked up at Tom to realize he was gone. ”TOM,” screamed Finn. Finn was about to yell again when he saw the men in black cloaks were coming towards him. Finn ran away towards the outskirts of the town. Finn looked back to see they were falling behind. Finn still continued to run and finally stopped when they were out of sight. Finn looked at the smoke rising in the air and started to cry. He didn’t know where his mom or his best friend were or if they were even alive. He suddenly became very angry at the men in the black cloaks. Finn then remembered that the Wiseman described these men before. They were the Raiders! Finn was about to go back to the town to find his mom but stopped knowing that they weren’t there and if they were they were dead or going to be dead. He just had to hope they had made it out. Finn decided that he would keep looking for them until he knew where they were. Finn also decided that night that any raider that crossed his path would be dead. So for 1 year( up until present time) Finn kept looking for his mom and Tom. I slept with a cow
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):*Finn came upon what looked like an old abandoned Android lab. “Hello,” Finn called out. *Finn saw a shadow appear in the doorway.
“Zzzzztt” said what looked like a very old and decrepit Android. “Can you speak” Finn asked while pulling out his bow? “ English, language detected, language detected,” said the Android. “ What business do you have being here” asked the Android? “I am a traveler and found this building, could I have a look inside,” asked Finn. “Attack mode engaged,” said the Android.The Android started to charge towards him. It didn’t look like it wanted to negotiate so Finn ran around it and went inside the building making sure to close the door and lock it.
* Finn came upon a man riding a pig. The traveler appeared to have no weapons on him so he knew he was safe. “Hello traveler” said Finn. *The traveler having just noticed Finn was startled. “ Woah,” the man said. “It’s alright I’m not going to hurt you” said Finn. “ Very well then, where are you from,” asked the man? “ I am not from anywhere I have been traveling for a very long time.” replied Finn. “We have a town North of here if you wish to stay,” said the man generously. “Umm no thanks,” replied Finn. *Finn ran off before the man could ask anymore questions.
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: He has a hat, brown eyes, and black hair.
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do you have your old skin
beside the skin your acceptid
Okay this one is close to my last one
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Make sure to patch your game using mcpatcher, http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/1496369-13w07a-147update-210-mcpatcher-hd-fix-245-02-300-beta6/
Thanks I was having the same problem with the blocks having buggy textures.
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and is it possible to become an app on here? Id love to accept apps and make people happy.
I wont be mean if its bad. and I will tell how to inprove!
P.s I was o the server before so I dont need to apply.
If you are from the old server you still need to reapply but you only have to write a 2 paragraph bio about your character 20 years later or make a new one.
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Country of Residence and Time Zone: (So we know when the best time to restart/update is)hong kong
Do you have any experience roleplaying? (It IS a roleplay server after all) yes i played on the server
Why are you applying? (Don't just put, the server looks neat) i loved this server and roleplay
Have you ever been banned and if so why? (Be honest, we all have our bad moments) no just kicked
Do you agree with the rules? yes
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? (As in Trading Posts, Sky Scrapers, and Instances) never
Will you use our custom Last Days texture pack? already got it
In Character (IC)
Name:Robert Stone
Faction (Optional):no just a traveler
How old is your character:19
How does your character act?kind,charming, quick and to the point.
Does your character have any family or close friends? yes but family died and friends leave
Is your character educated (Read and write)? yes a little bit
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies?sneaky and good at talking.
Does your character have any weaknesses?not very strong, stays away from people.
Does your character hate or fear anything?hate raiders. fears death
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): (I'll accept 2 or 3 if it's incredible, I mean absolutely fantastic)
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs):
I cant remember the place were i was born. probaly in one of the vaults.
When the US attacked Iran, my great grandfather new something was going to happen.
he new that Australia was the safest place to go, so he and my great grandmother went there.
when all mayhem was happening, he got in one of the vaults.
i was brought up seeing metal walls and only pictures of the out side world.
my mother died after i was born.
my father was there for me in bad times.
and soon at 19 i said to my father "i cant take this home, i need to be free",
"free? free? you will die out there!" said my father in anger.
i then looked at my father strait in his eye and said "please let me go"
"your just like your mother, fine go, your a man now, but please come back" said my father.
i hugged my dad, and then got ready for the out side world.
i got my gun, coat and went out.
as i came out it was so bright,
then all i saw was a wast land.
but i loved it, the snow was amazing to me, and it was so big!
i just loved the snow, never knowing the snow was going to be my worst nightmare.
then i started to explore, i found some people who traveled with me.
i didn't do much, just go around and look at stuff.
but when i got home.......
my father was sick and slowly dieing.
i ran to my father, as i fell to my knees and took his hand,
he said to me "how...was...your trip"
"it was good dad it was good"
then he got me closer and said into my ear "my son..... i dont want you to die in this metal hole like me"
"go and live your life, if your going to die please die out there"
i looked at my father and said "o.k"
then he went quiet, i berried him outside,
i vowed i would never step foot in a vault ever again.
and i promised to live the life my father wanted me to have.
i will build a life in this dead lifeless world.
i will start an empire i will bring life back to Australia.
i will die here! like my father wanted.
i slept with a cow!!! he was crazy!!
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: gingerish hair, dark blue jeans, jacket, white shirt.