IGN: Milo11571
What does RP mean to me?: Well RP to me means RolePlaying basically going with the good story line and since this is a Apocalyptic RP of course imma be a mutant slayer. Depending on who I really want to be I will act like that characterer.
Do I have any RP Experience?: Yes, actually I do. I used to RP in the social game IMVU (I dont play anymore) But it was pretty positive of course it was a post-apocalyptic situations because its freaking awesome .
In the past have I been banned? No I have not, I always respect the rules of any server.
Do I find the rules fair and would I agree to them?: Of Course I would this server seem freaking awesome, I seen the texture pack, and omg its amazing .
PowerGaming: Powergaming is basically playing a game in this case a roleplaying game and get to a certain goal at a certain time.
MetaGaming: Is using a tactic to inforce a rule in the game.
Do I agree they should be prohibited?: Yes I do, it makes every game more excited. For me to enjoy a game *RP* It has to be enforced.
Character Name: Samuru Hisa
Race: Fallen Angel, The Fallen Angel Race usually have red eyes and white hair. They may hide their wings, but in battle they appear. They are a strong race, but have a few weaknesses: Hates other races *but in my case im gonna be married to a angel*, they also dislike the snow. But their strengths are great: They have really good fighting skills, they love steak *meats* gives them extra strength.
BackStory: BackStory: Samuru was originally named Samuru Haya. Born on May 27th, 1368, in a village named 平野の村 * Village in the plains.* Which is now a small part of Japan. His father was a Ronin, A warrior with a skill level of the highest. His mother was a chef and healer of the village. Through out his life he wanted to be a great warrior like his dad, so he joined the army of the village. Quickly he progressed to the captain of the squadron and killed many enemies, like in the millions. He became the hero of the village and he was only 23. A few years later (2) he was ordered to raid another village named 小川村 * Village in the creek.* He came with about 175 men, he just followed orders and killed every single man in the village and killed the women and the children. But there was one woman her name was Aiko Hisa, She was so beautiful he couldn't kill her. He picked her up and put her on his horse and rode away from the raid so she wont get killed. She spoke the words of a beautiful Angel. They stayed together for years, He made a huge house for him and his new wife Aiko, he changed his name from Samuru Haya to Samuru Hisa. They lived miles and miles and miles away from the village of the plains, they had tried to have a son but every time he tried to impregnate her they would fail.So one night a Angel of Heaven came into there home and impregnated her, since Samuru has too much principle and pride he couldn't accept the child. 7 months later the Angel came back and told Samuru "If you kill this child you would be damned to hell from killing a holy child." He ignored the Angel and killed the child after it was born. Aiko was soo angry at him she left out of the house, what he didnt know was that she was captured by his own village "Village in the plains". The Village found his house and burned down his house, He tracked the them down back to his village. He saw his wife Aiko being touched, he ran as fast as he can to that area and cut off his head. At that moment he felt he couldn't take it anymore, he gave his wife his coat and said "Aiko Im Sorry but I must do this, I love you." He took off his shirt, then Aiko said "No! Samuru please don't do this, I dont want you to die my love please!"
He then looked at her and smiled and ran at the War Lord of the village Aikhiko Heau. They clashed swords for hours, while his wife hid in a hut watching closely. Then a man saw the eyes of his wife and set the hut on fire, His Wife screamed "Samuru!!! Help Me!!!" He turned around and Ran Towards the flaming hut, He quickly killed the man and kicked down the door and ran towards Aiko and held her in his arms and said "Aiko I will protect you no matter what!" He stood up infront of her and the War Lord came in the hut, He swung he huge sword at Samuru. He dodged it and kicked Aikhiko in the stomach, then suddenly Aikhiko reacted so fast Samuru didnt have time to block the hit. But he didnt get hurt, because Aiko jumped in front of him. She coughed up blood and said "Samuru, I love you...*coughs*...I'll see you in the after life my love....*coughs*" He then pulled the sword out of her, Aikhiko Laughs at him. Samuru begins to cry, he then lays her down softly. (The Building is still on fire) He stands up, and quickly jumps and strikes the War Lord in the neck and as he does Aikhiko Thrusts him in the heart with his sword, Samuru then coughs up blood, he twist his sword to kill Aikhiko quicker. Then Aikhiko loosens his grip on his sword and dies, the building then breaks down and falls on Samuru and he dies. Moments later he wakes up in a dark room and sees Aiko there he runs to her, she then changes and looks like a Angel he begins to look like a Angel but darker a Fallen Angel. She still jumps in his arms and they kiss and hug each other Samuru says "Aiko you o-"
The floor then drops and they both fall then Aiko stops falling and lands on a cloud *Heaven* and Samuru keeps falling to Hell. He then remembers the Angel damned him to Hell. He kept falling for what felt like days *actually years till 2075* he land in a puddle of lava, luckly he cant be burnt for some reason. Then he sees this giant figure what he knew was the Devil himself, the Devil say's in Deep Voice. "Samuru Hisa, I've been waiting for you! Your are now in Hell, your worst nightmare!"He said " I want my freedom If I defeat you in battle, I get to see my wife and live back on earth." The Devil then said "You Defy me so fast, well then FIGHT ME" The Devil Then gives Samuru a beautiful Katana *becomes his sword forever*, which was a bad idea because Samuru's strength increased and his skills became better by just falling down to hell. He easily knocks the Devil down to the ground and defeats him! He then gets his wish he gets teleported to heaven. He runs to Aiko and hugs her for the longest time, he then puts her on his back and says "Hold on tight my love we are going back to earth!" and that's how he is in the Apocalypse now.
AnyClose Friends or Family: Aiko Hisa, baloopaloopTH15 *please accept her application too*
How old am I?: Samuru Hisa is 1693 years old but looks 25, he acts like how he acted when he met Aiko so hes caring and full of pride and protective.
Describe my characters looks: He is a white male, with white hair, red eyes, cool red jacket, black wings.
Features: Inverted red cross tattoo on his chest and abs, and black wings
How Do I act?: Samuru acts like a prideful warrior, and a caring person who protects the people he loves.
Skills: He is basically the greatest Ronin ever, now since he is a Fallen Angel his skills increased 1000000 times his original skills. He can also fly around and he can see spirits and he can now blend in with his environment.
Do I have a hatred for anything?: Samuru Hates threats toward his family *Aiko*, And he hates to be ganged up on because he will flip out. He hates those things because He loves Aiko with all his heart, he hates gangs because if they try to kill him he gets angry because it reminds him how his dad died (its not in my backstory.)
When I'm in danger and pain: When Samuru is in danger he would probably lose control and attack back and or he will defend a person he loves *Aiko* When He is in pain he will try to keep fighting or flee but leave with damaging the enemy.
1. Enderman are NOT called Enderman in RP. It says in the rules to address the mobs by RP terms.
2. Why even both making this a race? "My strengths are my ability to care over people and having a big heart" Couldn't this just be a normal human with a personality?
3. An angel? Really? I'm sure you could think of something 1,000 times better that's actually original.
4. Your definition of Power Gaming is incorrect.
We're just being creative now its just awkward, making us ashamed of our imagination, Thanks guys. Ruudeee.
By saying rude it appears you're addressing all of the forum as rude, including the staff, when in reality it was only one or two people . Redmount was being anything BUT rude, he was advising you about what the OP said, and yes, he was right. By commenting "Ruudeee" you're being rude not to mention immature to all hell. Be the better person and just let it go.
1. Your definition of Power Gaming is way off.
2. Your definition of Meta Gaming is also off.
3. Your application is just generally.... off. This isn't Christian Naruto. It does not fit into the lore nor theme.
If you want to get accepted you're going to have to have a bit more of a realistic app, buddy.
1. Enderman are NOT called Enderman in RP. It says in the rules to address the mobs by RP terms.
2. Why even both making this a race? "My strengths are my ability to care over people and having a big heart" Couldn't this just be a normal human with a personality?
3. An angel? Really? I'm sure you could think of something 1,000 times better that's actually original.
4. Your definition of Power Gaming is incorrect.
Sorry, Denied.
Wow 0-0 I spent like 2 hours of my day making this huge application to be talked down to like I'm ing trash. Sorry for my little mistake of miscalling endermen I was going to learn the names when I got accepted. And I thought this was role playing I didn't want to be a human I wanted to be an angel I thought roleplaying was being allowed to express yourself and not feel like a ing freak I thought you guys would be nicer. and more accepting. And sorry my definition of power gaming was incorrect I googled it and that's what it said? And Because ing robots are original right? We made a whole huge ing backstory and names and . Like wow. I can't believe how rude Milo and I were treated! We were both very excited and spent those 2 hours trying to tie our story together, I also spent like an hour customizing our skins. And I wasn't calling the forums rude, that was evident, anyone could tell that because I was talking to the 2 who said our back story was, "Scary." Because once again I thought roleplaying was meant to be able to express yourself and get away from real life where its ing hard to fit in, just to be told you're stupid and uncreative and not even good enough to join a ing role playing world. Wow. I don't want to join this server anymore because if you accept people who are rude and have the same ing stories over Me and Milo's planned out for hours story, Then you and this server. Rude. Way to ruin the first time I wanted to role play and making me feel bad about showing imagination. Cheers.
The general problem with your application is that your conception of a post-apocalyptic world differs from how us, the staff, view it. In the terms of realistic plausibility, what is a Fallen Angel? The explanation you give is bare, at best. To be honest, your race does not convey the feeling it would fit into the setting of futurism, which is based heavily on scientific fact and again, realistic plausibility.
This lore does not support supernatural elements, which is how I perceive the Fallen Angel race. How is it scientific? How is it realistic? These are the general ideas one should be considering when making an app for this RP server.
What race is your character? (Can be a human, or you can be creative and come up with your own race. Make sure that you give your race a weakness and a strength. Also describe what your race looks like in great detail, feel free to write a separate post explaining everything fully.) He's mostly human, as the mutation inside him is majorly suppressed. He still retains his ability to walk near-silently, along with some better night vision.
Explain your character’s backstory, early years, etc.: (Please have at least 3 paragraphs of information here, make it as specific as possible.)
Reuben Krasnov was born in 2034, to a Ukrainian couple. He was raised in a small wooden house in Ukraine’s Carpathian mountains, away from the turmoil of the outside world. His mom taught him how to read and write in English, so that he could communicate with non-Ukrainians when he was grown. When he was seven years old, Reuben’s father taught him how to use snares, knives, and crossbows to hunt. He proved to be a natural, bringing down larger game animals than many would think possible. His father started calling him “Vovk”, as he was as efficient and merciless as the Ukrainian wolves that shared the mountains with him.
When Reuben was nine, his parents were killed. The boy never knew how, because he was out hunting at the time. He came back home with a pair of rabbits, and saw that the door to his house was broken off of its hinges. Rushing inside, Reuben discovered the mangled corpses of his parents. His father was clutching an old engraved family cane, covered in blood. Reuben burned his parents’ bodies.
Reuben lived alone in the Carpathian Mountains until he was 14 years old. He spoke to no one, and relied on his intelligence and survival skills to live through the harsh Ukrainian winters. He became a true survivalist through this, mastering traps and marksmanship with his crossbow. He even learned rudimentary first aid when a fall down a steep hill broke his ribs and his right arm. He never did develop good social skills through this, though, understandably.
At the age of 14, in winter, a large snowstorm blanketed the Carpathians completely. Reuben was at home at the time, and his cottage was completely covered by the snow. He packed an old backpack of his father’s, carrying with him his dad’s cane, his crossbow and knife, some snare wire, some old books of his mother’s, and enough dried food to last a few weeks. He knew that his home wouldn’t be able to recover from the harsh winter, and decided to try his luck and descend the mountain.
To his surprise, Reuben found other settlements away from his Carpathian home. And with these settlements came work. Reuben never stayed in one place too long, believing that he couldn’t fit in, and traded in the furs and meat of the mutant animals he killed along his travels. Eventually a man stopped Reuben on a road and told him that his companions were looking for him. Confused, Reuben went with the man and learned that he was part of a group of mercenaries. He was told that his expertise with hunting could make him a valued member of the group. Of course, Reuben had no idea how the group had seen him hunt or anything. But that didn’t matter to him, as he thought that he was part of something greater, and could be part of a community at last.
Reuben stayed in the mercenary group for years, mostly getting hired as guards or recon for various towns in the area. Eventually, Reuben’s mercenary group was hired out by an aspiring psychopath named Simon, who intentionally sent the group on a suicide mission to test the strength and defenses a town he was trying to take control of. Reuben was sent out as reconnaissance, and therefore missed most of the bloodshed. As it turns out, the town had more soldiers and weapons than the mercenaries could contend with. Reuben was the only survivor.
Reuben returned to Simon’s territory, and confronted him angrily about the incident. Simon responded by taking a small dagger and slashing at Reuben’s face with it. It left a nasty gash across Reuben’s right eye, which he now covers with a patch to conceal the damage.
Reuben managed to escape Simon with his life, although he was badly shaken by the incident. He started to distrust everyone he met, a distrust that was justified by Simon’s attempts on his life through mercenaries and assassins. Reuben survived by the skin of his teeth, and managed to secretly board a ship leaving a Ukrainian harbor, without the knowledge of Simon.
Unfortunately for Reuben, one of Simon’s agents saw that Reuben was boarding the boat. He planted an explosive onboard, which was set to detonate as the boat was leaving port. The bomb wasn’t made properly, however, and didn’t go off. The ship was months into its journey, and going past a freezing cold isle, when the bomb did detonate. The ship sunk, and only Reuben – who always carried his belongings with him and prepared for an attack – survived, breaking open his cabin window and swimming to safety. He stayed on that island for a week, getting over hypothermia, when he decided that he would have to search for human life, for a job, and for a new start.
This “new start”, as it turned out, came in the form of a place called “The Cradle.” Reuben met a man named Theodore at an inn there, and the two hit it off after Theodore made a casual attempt on Reub’s life. They lived together for a while, until a mutant named Cody killed Theodore. While Reuben had no solid evidence that Cody was the culprit, he had a hunch and acted on it. Reuben managed to blow a hole in Novelsk, Cody’s personal underground fortress. He and a couple allies killed Cody and his accomplice, but not without casualties themselves. Reuben was the only survivor of the assault.
Reuben thought that the action was all over, but he was wrong. Somehow Cody had managed to create a clone of himself, complete with all of his mutant abilities. Reuben realized that the only way for him to possibly defeat Cody once and for all was to harness the power of the mutation himself. Reuben traveled across The Cradle, looking for some way to infect himself. Though it took months, Reuben got his chance. A young mutant willingly infected Reuben with the virus before Reuben killed him.
Now a mutant, Reuben thought that he would get the chance to strike at Cody and get revenge for the deaths of his friends. He was wrong. Cody avoided him, and as Reuben became more and more consumed with the thought of vengeance, he didn’t realize the people around him growing more and more worried about his condition. Reuben realized that he’d have to either stop hunting Cody or break his ties with those he cared about. He faked his own death a few days later.
Reuben never did get his revenge. People around him knew him only as a threat now, and he realized that he’d need to get away and learn to control his impulses and thoughts if he wanted to survive.
Without any final goodbyes, Reuben traveled to the north of The Cradle, and built himself a ship about the wreckage of the one he crashed in. Reuben sailed off on a new journey, to find a way to control his mutation.
Two years went by with no word from Reuben in The Cradle. Then, suddenly, a small boat appeared on Jericho’s shores. Reuben was piloting the vessel, his eye clear and brighter than ever. Reuben’s quest for control had been successful, his mutant side mostly suppressed. Jericho residents welcomed Reuben back, and he soon became a respected member of Jericho’s guard. Eventually, he became the guard captain. He never took much to rift portals, thinking them dangerous things. In fact, Reuben only went into them when absolutely necessary. Reuben didn’t know much about the situation with Blackwater and Roanoke until he saw a nasty fight break out between a member of his own guard and a trader from Blackwater. Reuben broke up the two, and realized that the conflict between Jericho residents and the Blackwater and Roanoke settlers, who were often viewed as traitors, was worse than he had thought.
In 2071, Reuben’s skills as a hunter were put to the test. With food scarce, the Ukrainian often led small groups on hunting expeditions. They were often out for days, collecting enough meat to feed Jericho for a few weeks. Reuben did this often, which honed his skills with a knife, crossbow, and traps which had begun to deteriorate. On one such expedition, Reuben’s party was ambushed by a large group of bandits. The rest of his group, mostly boys and young men, were slaughtered and stripped of their belongings. Reuben, recognized as the leader of his party, was brought before the leader of the bandits, a figure in a gas mask. The two engaged in a verbal spar, during which the two gained a grudging respect of each other. The bandit leader ordered Reuben brought to his chambers. Once inside, the leader told Reuben that he was going to die. Reuben had other plans, however. Realizing that it was weird for the bandit leader to be wearing a mask, Reuben decided to take it off. He lunged forward, ripping off the mask in one clean move. Under the mask was a brown-haired girl named Devon.
Knowing full well that any attempt made on Reuben’s life would essentially ensure that he would scream about her gender, Devon decided to let him live. But she did keep Reuben captive. The two got along well enough for a master and captive, but after being kept there for months, Reuben escaped. It was close to midnight when he tried to do so. Reuben quietly strangled the bandit assigned to guard him, and took the man’s keys to get out of his handcuffs. From there it was easy to leave the camp undetected.
When Reuben returned to Jericho, days later, he realized just how bad the conflict with Blackwater and Roanoke had become. His people were gathered around a rift portal, in full battle gear. Reuben was shocked when he saw them all enter the portal. Reuben decided to keep his distance, and hiked off to a long-abandoned town known as Trius.
Reuben lived in Trius for a while, keeping the town’s immense radio system online to keep tabs on the happenings in the three towns. Reuben never considered helping any of the cities, as he felt that this conflict was not his to take part in. So Reuben lived alone in a city-fortress.
When Reuben heard about a battle between Roanoke guards and Jericho residents at Jericho, he knew he had to help his town. So Reuben ventured off, taking only his armor and his crossbow. When he reached Jericho the next day, though, there wasn’t anything left of the town. It was simply gone. Angrily, Reuben went to Trius, packed up his stuff, and built yet another boat. He sailed away quietly.
When Reuben returned the next year, Blackwater was the only town left standing. Reuben decided that it was his duty as a Jericho resident, as well as the former head of Jericho’s guard, to give his city retribution. So he set his crossbow sights on Blackwater. Whoever he has to align himself with, or kill, he will. So long as his revenge is gotten.
Any close friends or family your character knew or presently knows? (Can be actual players on the server.)
He knows Devon, AKA Miss_Iza.
How old is your character, does their age reflect their behavior?
He's 39 at this point, although he acts much older. He's very calm and collected, very perceptive, and wise beyond his years.
Thoroughly describe your character’s appearance, do they have any distinctive marks or features?
Reuben has a rugged look to him. He's 5'11". Reuben, while pleasant to look at, wouldn't be considered handsome. He's very fit. His most distinguishing feature is the scar running from his forehead down his right eye.
How does your character act, if poorly is there a reason for this?
Reuben generally doesn't like bad people, but wants revenge enough that he's willing to put aside these feelings. He hates annoying people, and though he's learned how to handle social situations better, he's still a bit awkward.
Does your character excel in a certain area, special skills, etc.: (Nothing OP, please.)
He's intelligent and perceptive, and is very good at tracking and shooting with his crossbow. He's a natural survivalist and he tries to be prepared for every situation he could potentially get himself into.
Does your character have a fear or hatred of something, why?
Reuben hates mutants, as he believes that they ruined part of his life in The Cradle. He also hates the town of Blackwater, and all of its residents by extension.
Please write a long and specific piece of your character in great danger or pain, this is the backbone of your application, make it good.
The bullet glanced off of Reuben's chin. Blood flowed from the cut easily and Reuben teared up. "You goddamn fool," Reuben snarled, "I didn't have to kill you. Now, though..." The bandit shot at Reuben again, this bullet embedding itself in Reuben's shoulder. Reuben jerked back, obviously pained, with a look of grim determination playing across his face. Reuben pulled out his knife, a sharpened piece of steel with a handle, and got shot in the leg. Collapsing, Reuben let out a groan. Then Reuben let himself fall backwards, letting out a cry as his battered body hit the floor. The bandit walked over to him quickly, and got down close to put a bullet in Reuben's head. Reuben breathed raggedly, eyes fluttering. When the bandit lowered his face to meet Reuben's, Reuben didn't waste a moment. He opened the man's throat with his knife, and pushed the gun out of the bandit's hands in the man's confusion. Finally, with the threat at hand abated, Reuben allowed himself to slump into pleasant unconciousness.
Please insert an image of the skin your character will be using, direct links or inserted images please.: (This IS required.)
Actually if you sit idlely for 30 seconds you'll leave the chair without being kicked or teleported.
What does RP mean to me?: Well RP to me means RolePlaying basically going with the good story line and since this is a Apocalyptic RP of course imma be a mutant slayer. Depending on who I really want to be I will act like that characterer.
Do I have any RP Experience?: Yes, actually I do. I used to RP in the social game IMVU (I dont play anymore) But it was pretty positive of course it was a post-apocalyptic situations because its freaking awesome .
In the past have I been banned? No I have not, I always respect the rules of any server.
Do I find the rules fair and would I agree to them?: Of Course I would this server seem freaking awesome, I seen the texture pack, and omg its amazing .
PowerGaming: Powergaming is basically playing a game in this case a roleplaying game and get to a certain goal at a certain time.
MetaGaming: Is using a tactic to inforce a rule in the game.
Do I agree they should be prohibited?: Yes I do, it makes every game more excited. For me to enjoy a game *RP* It has to be enforced.
Character Name: Samuru Hisa
Race: Fallen Angel, The Fallen Angel Race usually have red eyes and white hair. They may hide their wings, but in battle they appear. They are a strong race, but have a few weaknesses: Hates other races *but in my case im gonna be married to a angel*, they also dislike the snow. But their strengths are great: They have really good fighting skills, they love steak *meats* gives them extra strength.
BackStory: BackStory: Samuru was originally named Samuru Haya. Born on May 27th, 1368, in a village named 平野の村 * Village in the plains.* Which is now a small part of Japan. His father was a Ronin, A warrior with a skill level of the highest. His mother was a chef and healer of the village. Through out his life he wanted to be a great warrior like his dad, so he joined the army of the village. Quickly he progressed to the captain of the squadron and killed many enemies, like in the millions. He became the hero of the village and he was only 23. A few years later (2) he was ordered to raid another village named 小川村 * Village in the creek.* He came with about 175 men, he just followed orders and killed every single man in the village and killed the women and the children. But there was one woman her name was Aiko Hisa, She was so beautiful he couldn't kill her. He picked her up and put her on his horse and rode away from the raid so she wont get killed. She spoke the words of a beautiful Angel. They stayed together for years, He made a huge house for him and his new wife Aiko, he changed his name from Samuru Haya to Samuru Hisa. They lived miles and miles and miles away from the village of the plains, they had tried to have a son but every time he tried to impregnate her they would fail.So one night a Angel of Heaven came into there home and impregnated her, since Samuru has too much principle and pride he couldn't accept the child. 7 months later the Angel came back and told Samuru "If you kill this child you would be damned to hell from killing a holy child." He ignored the Angel and killed the child after it was born. Aiko was soo angry at him she left out of the house, what he didnt know was that she was captured by his own village "Village in the plains". The Village found his house and burned down his house, He tracked the them down back to his village. He saw his wife Aiko being touched, he ran as fast as he can to that area and cut off his head. At that moment he felt he couldn't take it anymore, he gave his wife his coat and said "Aiko Im Sorry but I must do this, I love you." He took off his shirt, then Aiko said "No! Samuru please don't do this, I dont want you to die my love please!"
He then looked at her and smiled and ran at the War Lord of the village Aikhiko Heau. They clashed swords for hours, while his wife hid in a hut watching closely. Then a man saw the eyes of his wife and set the hut on fire, His Wife screamed "Samuru!!! Help Me!!!" He turned around and Ran Towards the flaming hut, He quickly killed the man and kicked down the door and ran towards Aiko and held her in his arms and said "Aiko I will protect you no matter what!" He stood up infront of her and the War Lord came in the hut, He swung he huge sword at Samuru. He dodged it and kicked Aikhiko in the stomach, then suddenly Aikhiko reacted so fast Samuru didnt have time to block the hit. But he didnt get hurt, because Aiko jumped in front of him. She coughed up blood and said "Samuru, I love you...*coughs*...I'll see you in the after life my love....*coughs*" He then pulled the sword out of her, Aikhiko Laughs at him. Samuru begins to cry, he then lays her down softly. (The Building is still on fire) He stands up, and quickly jumps and strikes the War Lord in the neck and as he does Aikhiko Thrusts him in the heart with his sword, Samuru then coughs up blood, he twist his sword to kill Aikhiko quicker. Then Aikhiko loosens his grip on his sword and dies, the building then breaks down and falls on Samuru and he dies. Moments later he wakes up in a dark room and sees Aiko there he runs to her, she then changes and looks like a Angel he begins to look like a Angel but darker a Fallen Angel. She still jumps in his arms and they kiss and hug each other Samuru says "Aiko you o-"
The floor then drops and they both fall then Aiko stops falling and lands on a cloud *Heaven* and Samuru keeps falling to Hell. He then remembers the Angel damned him to Hell. He kept falling for what felt like days *actually years till 2075* he land in a puddle of lava, luckly he cant be burnt for some reason. Then he sees this giant figure what he knew was the Devil himself, the Devil say's in Deep Voice. "Samuru Hisa, I've been waiting for you! Your are now in Hell, your worst nightmare!"He said " I want my freedom If I defeat you in battle, I get to see my wife and live back on earth." The Devil then said "You Defy me so fast, well then FIGHT ME" The Devil Then gives Samuru a beautiful Katana *becomes his sword forever*, which was a bad idea because Samuru's strength increased and his skills became better by just falling down to hell. He easily knocks the Devil down to the ground and defeats him! He then gets his wish he gets teleported to heaven. He runs to Aiko and hugs her for the longest time, he then puts her on his back and says "Hold on tight my love we are going back to earth!" and that's how he is in the Apocalypse now.
AnyClose Friends or Family: Aiko Hisa, baloopaloopTH15 *please accept her application too*
How old am I?: Samuru Hisa is 1693 years old but looks 25, he acts like how he acted when he met Aiko so hes caring and full of pride and protective.
Describe my characters looks: He is a white male, with white hair, red eyes, cool red jacket, black wings.
Features: Inverted red cross tattoo on his chest and abs, and black wings
How Do I act?: Samuru acts like a prideful warrior, and a caring person who protects the people he loves.
Skills: He is basically the greatest Ronin ever, now since he is a Fallen Angel his skills increased 1000000 times his original skills. He can also fly around and he can see spirits and he can now blend in with his environment.
Do I have a hatred for anything?: Samuru Hates threats toward his family *Aiko*, And he hates to be ganged up on because he will flip out. He hates those things because He loves Aiko with all his heart, he hates gangs because if they try to kill him he gets angry because it reminds him how his dad died (its not in my backstory.)
When I'm in danger and pain: When Samuru is in danger he would probably lose control and attack back and or he will defend a person he loves *Aiko* When He is in pain he will try to keep fighting or flee but leave with damaging the enemy.
Pic of me:https://scontent-a-lga.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/q71/s720x720/599649_587925617910133_401996777_n.jpg
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This Is Delicious!
Ewww. Not sure why you feel the need to be rude to random people but its sad. XD
Alright, let's get started...
1. Enderman are NOT called Enderman in RP. It says in the rules to address the mobs by RP terms.
2. Why even both making this a race? "My strengths are my ability to care over people and having a big heart" Couldn't this just be a normal human with a personality?
3. An angel? Really? I'm sure you could think of something 1,000 times better that's actually original.
4. Your definition of Power Gaming is incorrect.
Sorry, Denied.
By saying rude it appears you're addressing all of the forum as rude, including the staff, when in reality it was only one or two people . Redmount was being anything BUT rude, he was advising you about what the OP said, and yes, he was right. By commenting "Ruudeee" you're being rude not to mention immature to all hell. Be the better person and just let it go.
Now.... You're up next.
1. Your definition of Power Gaming is way off.
2. Your definition of Meta Gaming is also off.
3. Your application is just generally.... off. This isn't Christian Naruto. It does not fit into the lore nor theme.
If you want to get accepted you're going to have to have a bit more of a realistic app, buddy.
Sorry, Denied.
Fantastic.
Accepted.
now we have two cannibals
The general problem with your application is that your conception of a post-apocalyptic world differs from how us, the staff, view it. In the terms of realistic plausibility, what is a Fallen Angel? The explanation you give is bare, at best. To be honest, your race does not convey the feeling it would fit into the setting of futurism, which is based heavily on scientific fact and again, realistic plausibility.
This lore does not support supernatural elements, which is how I perceive the Fallen Angel race. How is it scientific? How is it realistic? These are the general ideas one should be considering when making an app for this RP server.
Reuben
What race is your character? (Can be a human, or you can be creative and come up with your own race. Make sure that you give your race a weakness and a strength. Also describe what your race looks like in great detail, feel free to write a separate post explaining everything fully.)
He's mostly human, as the mutation inside him is majorly suppressed. He still retains his ability to walk near-silently, along with some better night vision.
Explain your character’s backstory, early years, etc.: (Please have at least 3 paragraphs of information here, make it as specific as possible.)
Reuben Krasnov was born in 2034, to a Ukrainian couple. He was raised in a small wooden house in Ukraine’s Carpathian mountains, away from the turmoil of the outside world. His mom taught him how to read and write in English, so that he could communicate with non-Ukrainians when he was grown. When he was seven years old, Reuben’s father taught him how to use snares, knives, and crossbows to hunt. He proved to be a natural, bringing down larger game animals than many would think possible. His father started calling him “Vovk”, as he was as efficient and merciless as the Ukrainian wolves that shared the mountains with him.
When Reuben was nine, his parents were killed. The boy never knew how, because he was out hunting at the time. He came back home with a pair of rabbits, and saw that the door to his house was broken off of its hinges. Rushing inside, Reuben discovered the mangled corpses of his parents. His father was clutching an old engraved family cane, covered in blood. Reuben burned his parents’ bodies.
Reuben lived alone in the Carpathian Mountains until he was 14 years old. He spoke to no one, and relied on his intelligence and survival skills to live through the harsh Ukrainian winters. He became a true survivalist through this, mastering traps and marksmanship with his crossbow. He even learned rudimentary first aid when a fall down a steep hill broke his ribs and his right arm. He never did develop good social skills through this, though, understandably.
At the age of 14, in winter, a large snowstorm blanketed the Carpathians completely. Reuben was at home at the time, and his cottage was completely covered by the snow. He packed an old backpack of his father’s, carrying with him his dad’s cane, his crossbow and knife, some snare wire, some old books of his mother’s, and enough dried food to last a few weeks. He knew that his home wouldn’t be able to recover from the harsh winter, and decided to try his luck and descend the mountain.
To his surprise, Reuben found other settlements away from his Carpathian home. And with these settlements came work. Reuben never stayed in one place too long, believing that he couldn’t fit in, and traded in the furs and meat of the mutant animals he killed along his travels. Eventually a man stopped Reuben on a road and told him that his companions were looking for him. Confused, Reuben went with the man and learned that he was part of a group of mercenaries. He was told that his expertise with hunting could make him a valued member of the group. Of course, Reuben had no idea how the group had seen him hunt or anything. But that didn’t matter to him, as he thought that he was part of something greater, and could be part of a community at last.
Reuben stayed in the mercenary group for years, mostly getting hired as guards or recon for various towns in the area. Eventually, Reuben’s mercenary group was hired out by an aspiring psychopath named Simon, who intentionally sent the group on a suicide mission to test the strength and defenses a town he was trying to take control of. Reuben was sent out as reconnaissance, and therefore missed most of the bloodshed. As it turns out, the town had more soldiers and weapons than the mercenaries could contend with. Reuben was the only survivor.
Reuben returned to Simon’s territory, and confronted him angrily about the incident. Simon responded by taking a small dagger and slashing at Reuben’s face with it. It left a nasty gash across Reuben’s right eye, which he now covers with a patch to conceal the damage.
Reuben managed to escape Simon with his life, although he was badly shaken by the incident. He started to distrust everyone he met, a distrust that was justified by Simon’s attempts on his life through mercenaries and assassins. Reuben survived by the skin of his teeth, and managed to secretly board a ship leaving a Ukrainian harbor, without the knowledge of Simon.
Unfortunately for Reuben, one of Simon’s agents saw that Reuben was boarding the boat. He planted an explosive onboard, which was set to detonate as the boat was leaving port. The bomb wasn’t made properly, however, and didn’t go off. The ship was months into its journey, and going past a freezing cold isle, when the bomb did detonate. The ship sunk, and only Reuben – who always carried his belongings with him and prepared for an attack – survived, breaking open his cabin window and swimming to safety. He stayed on that island for a week, getting over hypothermia, when he decided that he would have to search for human life, for a job, and for a new start.
This “new start”, as it turned out, came in the form of a place called “The Cradle.” Reuben met a man named Theodore at an inn there, and the two hit it off after Theodore made a casual attempt on Reub’s life. They lived together for a while, until a mutant named Cody killed Theodore. While Reuben had no solid evidence that Cody was the culprit, he had a hunch and acted on it. Reuben managed to blow a hole in Novelsk, Cody’s personal underground fortress. He and a couple allies killed Cody and his accomplice, but not without casualties themselves. Reuben was the only survivor of the assault.
Reuben thought that the action was all over, but he was wrong. Somehow Cody had managed to create a clone of himself, complete with all of his mutant abilities. Reuben realized that the only way for him to possibly defeat Cody once and for all was to harness the power of the mutation himself. Reuben traveled across The Cradle, looking for some way to infect himself. Though it took months, Reuben got his chance. A young mutant willingly infected Reuben with the virus before Reuben killed him.
Now a mutant, Reuben thought that he would get the chance to strike at Cody and get revenge for the deaths of his friends. He was wrong. Cody avoided him, and as Reuben became more and more consumed with the thought of vengeance, he didn’t realize the people around him growing more and more worried about his condition. Reuben realized that he’d have to either stop hunting Cody or break his ties with those he cared about. He faked his own death a few days later.
Reuben never did get his revenge. People around him knew him only as a threat now, and he realized that he’d need to get away and learn to control his impulses and thoughts if he wanted to survive.
Without any final goodbyes, Reuben traveled to the north of The Cradle, and built himself a ship about the wreckage of the one he crashed in. Reuben sailed off on a new journey, to find a way to control his mutation.
Two years went by with no word from Reuben in The Cradle. Then, suddenly, a small boat appeared on Jericho’s shores. Reuben was piloting the vessel, his eye clear and brighter than ever. Reuben’s quest for control had been successful, his mutant side mostly suppressed. Jericho residents welcomed Reuben back, and he soon became a respected member of Jericho’s guard. Eventually, he became the guard captain. He never took much to rift portals, thinking them dangerous things. In fact, Reuben only went into them when absolutely necessary. Reuben didn’t know much about the situation with Blackwater and Roanoke until he saw a nasty fight break out between a member of his own guard and a trader from Blackwater. Reuben broke up the two, and realized that the conflict between Jericho residents and the Blackwater and Roanoke settlers, who were often viewed as traitors, was worse than he had thought.
In 2071, Reuben’s skills as a hunter were put to the test. With food scarce, the Ukrainian often led small groups on hunting expeditions. They were often out for days, collecting enough meat to feed Jericho for a few weeks. Reuben did this often, which honed his skills with a knife, crossbow, and traps which had begun to deteriorate. On one such expedition, Reuben’s party was ambushed by a large group of bandits. The rest of his group, mostly boys and young men, were slaughtered and stripped of their belongings. Reuben, recognized as the leader of his party, was brought before the leader of the bandits, a figure in a gas mask. The two engaged in a verbal spar, during which the two gained a grudging respect of each other. The bandit leader ordered Reuben brought to his chambers. Once inside, the leader told Reuben that he was going to die. Reuben had other plans, however. Realizing that it was weird for the bandit leader to be wearing a mask, Reuben decided to take it off. He lunged forward, ripping off the mask in one clean move. Under the mask was a brown-haired girl named Devon.
Knowing full well that any attempt made on Reuben’s life would essentially ensure that he would scream about her gender, Devon decided to let him live. But she did keep Reuben captive. The two got along well enough for a master and captive, but after being kept there for months, Reuben escaped. It was close to midnight when he tried to do so. Reuben quietly strangled the bandit assigned to guard him, and took the man’s keys to get out of his handcuffs. From there it was easy to leave the camp undetected.
When Reuben returned to Jericho, days later, he realized just how bad the conflict with Blackwater and Roanoke had become. His people were gathered around a rift portal, in full battle gear. Reuben was shocked when he saw them all enter the portal. Reuben decided to keep his distance, and hiked off to a long-abandoned town known as Trius.
Reuben lived in Trius for a while, keeping the town’s immense radio system online to keep tabs on the happenings in the three towns. Reuben never considered helping any of the cities, as he felt that this conflict was not his to take part in. So Reuben lived alone in a city-fortress.
When Reuben heard about a battle between Roanoke guards and Jericho residents at Jericho, he knew he had to help his town. So Reuben ventured off, taking only his armor and his crossbow. When he reached Jericho the next day, though, there wasn’t anything left of the town. It was simply gone. Angrily, Reuben went to Trius, packed up his stuff, and built yet another boat. He sailed away quietly.
When Reuben returned the next year, Blackwater was the only town left standing. Reuben decided that it was his duty as a Jericho resident, as well as the former head of Jericho’s guard, to give his city retribution. So he set his crossbow sights on Blackwater. Whoever he has to align himself with, or kill, he will. So long as his revenge is gotten.
Any close friends or family your character knew or presently knows? (Can be actual players on the server.)
He knows Devon, AKA Miss_Iza.
How old is your character, does their age reflect their behavior?
He's 39 at this point, although he acts much older. He's very calm and collected, very perceptive, and wise beyond his years.
Thoroughly describe your character’s appearance, do they have any distinctive marks or features?
Reuben has a rugged look to him. He's 5'11". Reuben, while pleasant to look at, wouldn't be considered handsome. He's very fit. His most distinguishing feature is the scar running from his forehead down his right eye.
How does your character act, if poorly is there a reason for this?
Reuben generally doesn't like bad people, but wants revenge enough that he's willing to put aside these feelings. He hates annoying people, and though he's learned how to handle social situations better, he's still a bit awkward.
Does your character excel in a certain area, special skills, etc.: (Nothing OP, please.)
He's intelligent and perceptive, and is very good at tracking and shooting with his crossbow. He's a natural survivalist and he tries to be prepared for every situation he could potentially get himself into.
Does your character have a fear or hatred of something, why?
Reuben hates mutants, as he believes that they ruined part of his life in The Cradle. He also hates the town of Blackwater, and all of its residents by extension.
Please write a long and specific piece of your character in great danger or pain, this is the backbone of your application, make it good.
The bullet glanced off of Reuben's chin. Blood flowed from the cut easily and Reuben teared up. "You goddamn fool," Reuben snarled, "I didn't have to kill you. Now, though..." The bandit shot at Reuben again, this bullet embedding itself in Reuben's shoulder. Reuben jerked back, obviously pained, with a look of grim determination playing across his face. Reuben pulled out his knife, a sharpened piece of steel with a handle, and got shot in the leg. Collapsing, Reuben let out a groan. Then Reuben let himself fall backwards, letting out a cry as his battered body hit the floor. The bandit walked over to him quickly, and got down close to put a bullet in Reuben's head. Reuben breathed raggedly, eyes fluttering. When the bandit lowered his face to meet Reuben's, Reuben didn't waste a moment. He opened the man's throat with his knife, and pushed the gun out of the bandit's hands in the man's confusion. Finally, with the threat at hand abated, Reuben allowed himself to slump into pleasant unconciousness.
Please insert an image of the skin your character will be using, direct links or inserted images please.: (This IS required.)
Anything else to add?
http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxa351DLQh1qlq2w9.gif
Whoops. Forgot he wasn't really dead.
Keep on derpin'
It's Yu Xin, you fool.
Accepted.
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