Thanks for being understanding about the whole ordeal.
ALSO, whom is it that plays this character...as they shouldn't be an "Enderwoman" and no admin would have allowed that, unless they were high, drunk, mentally disturbed by a past experience with a banana and a raccoon, or all of the above.
I'm pretty sure bananas and raccoons weren't involved.
You're not going to lay down the hammer, are you? Or get Xanbear to throw down the "Xanhammer?" (i have witnessed this awesome event, and I'm telling you, it's amazing. A must see.)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
What? My picture won't work? GODDAMIT GODDAMNIT SO MANY RULES BROKEN! AHHHHGGGHGHHH!!! (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ -┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)
Homecountry: A woody land with tons of forests, lakes, and mountains and dangerous creatures. :wink.gif:
Physical Appearance: A hooded Elf with a quiver of arrows on his back.
Personality: Suspicious and hard to make friends with but when you do he is very loyal and will fight to the death if he has to protect them. He dislikes dwarfs.
Backstory: Julius's mother was an elf and his dad was a human but he was more elf then human. When he was little he loved archery and was greatly interested by magic because his mom practiced it a lot. One day when he was hunting he heard shouts coming from the direction of his home. He ran there only to find that his dad and his mom were fighting of about 30 bandits
who wanted to steal his money and his stuff so he joined them fighting. They killed a lot of them but there were too many so his mom told him to hide in the house and cover his ears. Then
there was a BOOM he saw how his mom exploded herself to kill the bandits, however some of them survived and fled into the nearby woods. Filled with rage he set in pursuit but after 30 minutes of running he accidentally run into a bandit camp. He was so mad that he started shooting fire arrows into the tents but then the 200 bandits that were there ran towards him. Knowing that he was outnumbered he ran back into the woods. They chased him for days and days but he kept on running until he reached the coast. He then quickly got on a boat headed for a land called Minecraftia and escaped the bandits. After weeks and weeks of traveling he finally reached a small town called Portside and decided he stay there for a while. But on in the town he heard about something called the Magical Order and he got an idea...
Reason to Join: This looks like a very amazing server and i want to play on it.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Of course i do.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: I think i'm extremely trustworthy because i was on other RP servers.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I am very good at RP and i think i'll make a good addition to this server.
Minecraft Username:littletopo
Roleplay Name: Victor Breauchamp
Homecountry: Noracre a land by the sea.this place is hidden by the fog and shut off from the outside world. it is opressed by a ruler curupted by the taint a horrible disease that afflicts a large percentage of the population of noracre. few remain unaffected.
Physical Appearance: a refugee that has been through tough times in his home country covered in dust and dirt. he seem like he has spent most of his life in recluse.
Personality: quite and unassuming. he remains stoical in a tight situation and never keeps close friends. he is quite business like in the way he acts. he never backs down from a fight.
Backstory: when victor was a boy he had a rather normal life. until he was fourteen when he was drafted into the royal army of Noracre(fourteen is the leagle age that a person can be drafted in noracre).after the great war eith the neiboring nation of Antova he found that his family had been curupted buy the taint (see homecountry). Victor managed to escape before he was infected. he spent his life travling,training,searching for a cure. until now, we find victor moneyless in Ciiya yet to find a cure.
Reason to Join: i want to roleplay. it is as simple as that.i have yet to find a good minecraft roleplay. no one roleplays on them anymore. i am hopeing your's is the one that will make me think otherwise.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:yes, i agree to all of the rules and if i break any ban me
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?:yes, i am.
What will you Contribute to the server?:i will roleplay be a player that does what he is told anything for the server.
Special Code: /*$
Minecraft Username:Him111
Roleplay Name: Him
Homecountry: No one quite knows where He came from. He seemed to appear as a teenager in the land of Syren, so many deemed that to be his birthplace.
Physical Appearance: Black Robe, adorned with chains. Has green eyes. seem like they're staring into your soul. He rarely speaks, and when he does, he always seems to have the opposite point, and convinces you to agree with him.
Personality: He is secretive. Wishes to be acknowledged by his peers, as he was often ignored.(Read Bio) His eyes seem like they're staring into your soul. He rarely speaks, and when he does, he always seems to have the opposite point, and convinces you to agree with him.
Backstory: He seemed to appear from nowhere. When he appeared from Syren, he instantly became controversial. He was beaten when he spoke out against the teachings of Notch, saying that there is no one being that could have that much power. The Knights dragged his seemingly crippled body, but somehow appeared the next morn, healthy as ever. When the knights saw his return, he was exiled from Syren.
After he was exiled, He trained on his own, finding discarded items and using them to make himself more powerful. While he did strengthen his body, he mostly refined his mind, learning how to make any potion. After he felt he was at his strongest, he traveled to Minecraftia to make himself known.
Reason to Join: I wish to join this server because I have played on many different RP servers. I have played on both Lord of the Craft and the Stronghold RP server. I believe this will be a fun server.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:Absolutely
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?:Moderately, depending on the situation.
What will you Contribute to the server?:An epic new saga in the Roleplay Revolution world
Special Code: [/*$]
Sorry if this looks like spam, its not.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Minecraft Username: Kirbywingman1
Roleplay Name: Dell Conagher
Homecountry: Silverline. A small town where Dell Conagher was born, he was born into a family, him being the only one. He learned to many of his skills he has today from the many different kinds of ravaging animals that would attack Silverline, he learned how to construct Redstone turrets from very scarce materials in the surrounding area of the town. One day once he returned after scavenging for parts, and came back to see his home town had been destroyed...
Physical Appearance: A white male wearing a white monk's rope and hood with accessories.
Personality: This amiable, soft-spoken good ol' boy from tiny Silverline loves barbecues, Alchemy, and higher education. Natural curiosity, ten years as a roughneck in the west Silverline coal mines, and eleven hard science PhDs have trained him to design, build and repair a variety of deadly contraptions.
Backstory: He came to this new land after he found a note on a old rusted post flung into the ground, it seemed it was from an explosion, the note talked about a far away land called Minecraftia. This gave him a thought, if he went there it could be a new start, for him and his kin. So he started off for the new land this note had talked about, he traveled many weeks without any basic supplies, but Dell was a resourceful man, he cut down trees and made wooden weapons. Lived off of the land for about a year, until he hit the border of this land. He had walked for at least a day, once he spent a night under an old oak tree, he awoke inside of a old inn. No one was around. He walked out of the inn, and saw it was a town, filled with old monks. He trained here and went off again looking the land called Minecraftia, little did he know he was already there.
Reason to Join: Hey look, buddy. I'm an engineer, that means I solve problems. Not problems like 'What is beauty?' because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy. I solve building problems.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Yes, I myself like the rule about having realistic buildings, not buildings on one support beam floating in the air, good rule.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Yes, I have only been banned on one server for telling the admin I thought the server was bad, plus when i did that five other people did and got banned, so you know.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I can contribute my skills in Redstone building and design to this server.
Kirby, please stop reposting and asking for someone to look at it when you clearly plagiarized this. Also, I believe synical did review your app and told you to redo it from scratch. So what is more annoying is that you haven't changed ANYTHING.
Edit: Correction, you changed the word Bee Cave to Silverline.
Minecraft Username: BathTubba (I like servers that can use /Nick to change it to Tubbs or my RP name!)
Roleplay Name: The Stranger, Ozgin
Homecountry: I, Ozgin, have no home country. Actually, that's a lie. I don't remember where I am from, as I have no recollection of my former life, besides my name. I do however, remember stumbling out of the Nether and passing out. I also have distinct memories of the Churches in Melerian City, but I don't remember my business there. I do, however, have a deep interest in Magic and Dwarves.
Physical Appearance: After stumbling from the Nether, I was burned. Badly. I can still to this day feel the fire in my red eyes. I were a cloak and hood to cover my face and body. All that is visible are my hands, and that's only from the bottoms of my sleeves. I'd rather not talk about my physical features, after the accident.
Personality: I can be a dark, cold and angry person. If that's how you wish to have me. I find that most people nowadays avoid getting on my bad side. However, I can warm up nicely to friends. I think deeply about everything, and am never completely honest about myself. One thing that helps this is my lack of ability to remember my past before I was scarred by the eternal blaze of the underworld. I can be a great military asset to whoever will house me, and serve primarily in the field of espionage.
Backstory:
Well, from what I've pieced together, here goes. I believe I was raised in or near the Melerian City's thresholds. My mother, who I occasionally believe I see in my dreams, was an old mage. I don't recall or find records of a father. I don't have a waya to find him through my features, as they were damaged in my last trip to the Netherworld. The trip that altered my appearance, and layed the foundation for my inner rage.
The trip to the Nether before I lost my memory is blurry, but here's how I can explain it. I was searching for something, perhaps something legendary. I don't know what, but it must have been important. I'd been travelling for hours before I was blindsided by a Ghast. I heard his faint moan as he flew down from a ledge behind me. I sprinted. I made it to the edge of a cliff over a lake of lava. I grabbed the edge and swung down for the portal lying lake-side. As I fell with a rope as my only line of safety, the Ghast took shot. Needless to say, he hit me. He partially melted the skin on the side of my face, and down my chest to my belly-button. It felt like needles all over me. The rope was still just barely attached when I felt I reached the rope's limit, and swung through the portal. That's where my memory picks up, and I can vividly remember the group of elderly men applying water magics to my body and contacting help. I now enjoy teaching stealthy skills and minor hidden redstone, but my preferred job is with Governments, as a spy and negotiator.
Reason to Join: I would like to to join to find a serious experience on Minecraft, where I can take others seriously like they can me. I also enjoy pushing the envelope while staying in character and not being hated. If you allow me in, I will embrace your rules and role-playing experiences, and perhaps make things funner for others as well.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Of course, and mature non-imbecile can follow standardized rules.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: I do believe I am, yes. I will go as far as I am allowed, and only such.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I will attempt to make an enriching and complex twisting to the role-playing community on your server, as well as help things run smoothly in any way that I can.
Both of you, please repost your applications. Thanks.
Hello my name is double_duty and I would like to apply to your server.
Minecraft Username: double_duty
Roleplay Name: Ferren Jones
Homecountry: Ferren has come from the town of Valaran, a town located in the Salvard desert in the country of Ashgonia. The town is not large and is slowly falling apart, because of the little desire for people to live in the barren desert. The only advantage to this town is it is difficult to get to being located in a desert. The people of Valaran are hostile with any one they see that is not a local. They do not worship or follow and faction.
Physical Appearance: A hooded figure with sandy and orange clothes his eyes are an orange-yellow color. He wears a belt with a pouch on it. The inside of the hood is all black except his eyes. The character also had an evil-ish look to him.
Personality: Ferren is very strong and quite skilled, but lacks being polite and kind what so ever.
He has worked hard his whole life because his dad died when he was young. He doesn't like being around others and will only ask for help when needed. Ferren is an more of an evil character and will only do things for himself, unless it involves causing chaos.
Backstory: Ferren was born in Valaran and lived there his whole life. His dad dies when he was three and hes had to do his fathers work as well as his own his whole life. Ferren never went to school and lacks general intelligence. But working his fathers and his own job has built him strong and he is skilled in the art of swords. He trains every morning with the stone sword that was given to every male in case of an attack on the town.
The town was almost fully destroyed by a sandstorm that hit a month back, Ferrens mother was killed and he wanted revenge on anything he saw. He packed up as many supplies as he could get and he headed away from the desert. He makes his way to a port and takes a ship to a strange new land, looking for revenge on his mothers death. This is the beginning of the end of Ferren's story.
Reason to Join: I like the way this server looks, the concept of the different factions or groups I found very cool. Also I enjoy Roleplaying a ton, its always fun to see how a story will play out. The server looks very well kept and it looks like you guys don't tolerate Greifing
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:Yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Yes I have played on heavily anti-grief servers like the voxel box,I have had minecraft for over a year, and I find no joy in Greifing. Greifing is pointless and a waste of energy. Also I definitely care about following server rules they all seem very reasonable and fair.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I will try my best to build awesome structures, and to contribute to the roleplaying. Also I will try to help out with any thing that is asked of me. This is not my first role-playing server or game. I've played medival civ roleplay, and I play world of warcraft etc.
Special Code: [/*$]
Thank you for reading my application if you have any feedback or there's something about my application you are confused about reply to this post.
Minecraft username: meestazak
Roleplay name: : Praed knight of Desonad
Homecountry: Argonia
Physical appearance: search up dolukian guardian on planet minecraft
Personality: I am a kind, caring man who will defend any one in need of help.I am also sneaky and love a good battle. Anytime I can shed the blood of an enemy is a day I feel most powerfull. I am also a creeper loving person who believes that creepers are friends not food.
Backstory: My country was powerfull and owned all the land of gravenlock before the rulers became mad. Every one became slaves including my great grandparents. Then their was the great rebellion which my grand parents were in. In the end the rebels lost and also our hope of ever being free. Then i came along after my birth my parents sent me off in a boat down the radengrav river. This is where I met my caretaker grendel of the gravenlock plains.
After 17 years I became of age to become a knight. The training was brutal but I fought throught it and beacame a knight. After this i started helping the rebels plot a plan to over throw the mad ruler Acrios of the deamons. After many attempts we finnally over threw the ruler and peace was restored. After that I was sent to help restore peace to the rest of gravenlock.
Reason to join: I want to RP and I want to be able to experience the full impact of survival mode. I want to be able to live and serve the lords and many others with power on this server. I also want to be able to build a nice home and live the suttle minecraft life
Do you agree with the server rules?: Yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you contribute to the server?: I will contribute all of my knowledge of minecraft. I will also contibute my architectual sense to the server.
Special code: [/*$]
This is regarding my temp ban I duont know if it automaticly does but J was banned a week ago temporrairly my time was a week so I was just wondering will the server unban me or will an admin? Just wondering....
Minecraft Username: iPwnYouMinecraft
Roleplay Name: Chris Amphyon Active
Homecountry: Chris comes from a kingdom that was named "Gardacia". It was attacked by a mysterious man with white eyes and his other minions. Chris fought and fought until he could fight no more. The mysterious man destroyed Gardacia with a snap of his fingers and everything was gone.
Physical Appearance: Blue knight armor with a hood on it. Has a cape on the back (Not actual cape) with a black cross on it. Also has blondish hair.
Personality: Very loyal to those who are loyal to him. He makes friends fast and loves to fight with swords. He is very brave like ready to jump in a cave and get himself killed brave. He never goes out on a adventure without a friend unless he has to go alone. He is strong with a sword and will fight for all his friends or himself until what he needs to do it accomplished.
Backstory: When Chris was born, he never got to catch a small little peek at his father. His mother was always taking care of him. Chris trained and trained for weeks preparing to search for his father. One day, his mother went out to go get some bread for them and she had to go outside of castle Gardancia to get it. 3 days past and she never came back. He looked everywhere. Even in the forest and even near mountains which were very rare near Gardancia. He never found her. He found a friend, Tomas to help him out. Tomas went looking for his mom with Chris. They never succeeded. This is what made his never give up on what he has to do. He now went out adventuring to find his father. He found his dads great sword that was hand crafted by him. Chris took it and went to go find more of him. While Tomas was back at Gardancia, Chris went looking for more of his father's things. On the adventure, Chris fought goblins that said they had his father. Chris fought hundreds of goblins but they just wouldn't stop coming. Chris got captured and held prisoner in a cave nearby. Goblins were going to execute Chris but.....someone was there. Fought all of the goblins with 1 little dagger. He couldn't get a clean look at that face. But, when he did. It was his father.
Reason to Join: First, I LOVE Roleplay. I like to adventure with friends and fight off enemies. I could RP pretty well and act like if it were reallife. Second, I get bored. I hate playing singleplayer and doing the same thing over and over, PUNCHING TREES! Third, This server looks very interesting and I would be super glad to play on it.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: If I didn't. I wouldn't be able to play on this awesome server....Oh yea. That's a yes! =D
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Hmm, Yes I do believe that. < LIE-Free!
What will you Contribute to the server?: I can RP very well as if it was real life and I can help out with what ever people need help with. I will be a big part of this server. Or at least try to be and I will try my best!!
Special Code: [/*$]
First, John_west_jones and callen something or other banned for 1x1 holes and probable xray.
Second I will check the logs and ban if nessicary for racist spam.
---------
xxlogan40xx banned one week for racism
Proof:
20:05:25 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: **** *****
20:05:29 [s] IceWalker: We can make a potion to help you.
20:05:35 [y] Daniel Silverblade: HEELLLOOO?
20:05:35 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: are you serious?
20:05:50 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: dumbass
20:05:50 [s] The Man Going Mad: Im going insane..
20:05:56 [s] Heinrich Wolfmane: [[ill try and stop it when you are about to give him the potion]]
20:05:57 [s] IceWalker: Listen
20:05:58 [s] nikkynakky: NO DONT KILL HIM
20:06:00 [g] Mage of Ender: why was the lock plugin tooken off?
20:06:05 [s] IceWalker: We can make you a potion
20:06:08 [s] IceWalker: <ok> 20:06:09 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: ***** PLEASE 20:06:13 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: did you really just say "**** *****" in an RP channel?
20:06:16 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: dude. stio
20:06:17 [s] The Man Going Mad: *slowly says*
20:06:18 [s] IceWalker: Look whatI got.
20:06:20 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: stop* 20:06:24 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: Im black..
20:06:27 [s] The Man Going Mad: Netherwart..? 20:06:27 [s] nikkynakky: LUKE SHUT UP
20:06:34 [g] Dr. Guspacho: I did it.
20:06:36 [s] The Man Going Mad: [[how much you have?] 20:06:42 [g] meestazak : RACIST *******
20:06:43 [s] IceWalker: One unfortunatly.
20:06:45 [g] Hendrik Grimm {K}: HOw was it done?
20:06:46 [s] The Man Going Mad: [can i buy some after this rp?] 20:06:47 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: IM BLACK
20:06:48 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: okay... still don't need to speak like that in RP
20:06:48 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: FFS
20:06:49 [s] nikkynakky: {oops}
20:06:49 [s] Dr. Guspacho: He's dead...
20:06:52 [s] IceWalker: I have only one.
20:06:55 [s] Dr. Phoenix {X}: Behind you
20:06:56 hmp{X}: Not in rp..
20:07:00 [s] IceWalker: Should we leave it to grow?
20:07:02 [s] Heinrich Wolfmane: It is poison.. friend. 20:07:03 Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: you're in an RP channel -.-
20:07:05 [s] Dr. Guspacho: ((That was an RP kill))
20:07:08 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: No
20:07:09 [s] The Man Going Mad: [yesh, i could farm it
20:07:10 [y] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: ((you're in an RP channel 20:07:14 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: I dint die in rp over a chicken gus
20:07:16 [s] The Man Going Mad: [want me to do it?]
20:07:17 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: you're in an RP channel
20:07:21 [s] The Man Going Mad: [but i might do it wrong.. 20:07:26 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: N... I mean ***** PLEASE
20:07:26 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: /ch y is an RP channel
20:07:28 [s] IceWalker: I will give it to you.
20:07:31 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: oh
20:07:36 Corporal Luke Greene {X}: BETTER
20:07:41 [s] The Man Going Mad: *slowly takes a bite*
20:07:43 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: dude seriously.
20:07:44 [s] Heinrich Wolfmane: It.. is posion!
20:07:46 [s] IceWalker: NO!
20:07:51 [s] IceWalker: Don't eat it!
20:07:53 [s] Dr. Phoenix {X}: The longer this continues the less part I want in it 20:07:54 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: stop spamming an RP channel with that.
20:07:56 [s] Dr. Guspacho: Drake... sorry for your loss...
20:07:58 [y] Heinrich Wolfmane: He will kill you!
20:08:01 [s] The Man Going Mad: *eyes start flashing from white, black, red, pink, etc*
20:08:04 [g] Skepp of Valhalla : this is why we can't have nice things.
20:08:07 [g] Hendrik Grimm {K}: WHat's going on?
20:08:08 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: XD
20:08:09 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: CHO ***** CALM DOWN 20:08:09 [s] IceWalker: Its posionous! 20:08:12 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: Dude.
20:08:15 [s] The Man Going Mad: *eyes stop and turn black*
20:08:17 [g] Apprentice Raynguard Azuhl {O}: Stop seriously. 20:08:18 [y] Corporal Luke Greene {X}: SCREW DIS SHEET
Bold is xxlogan40xx, underlined is the offended parties, italicized is logan being an idiot.
The moral of this story? Ryladine has logs, watch what you do because he can and will catch you.
See? THE ADMINS ARE WATCHING YOUR EVERY MOVE. It's like you see porn pics and your parents think "Let's take a look at your internet history, son!"
Anyway, it just goes to show you... SUCK OFF, RACIST... poeple...
If you tell me to restart from scratch i say, "Good day, sir." And i go find a server that doesn't have a up-tight application, no griefer would actually post there name and a small paragraph why they want to join, this is just...
Well, having a griefer-free server (Mainly) would be a testament to what you just said.
The application process is also aimed towards thinning out those who don't want to be serious and spend a little bit of effort in the server. It also picks away all the immature and emotionally unstable people. Odds are, if you can't write a short creative essay you won't last long here without bans coming your way. Of course, there are a few good people out there that have language-related disabilities, but those are scarce.
This server is not a gathering point for the lower half of intelligent society. This is a place for mature people to gather for good RP fun.
Anyone not worthy shall receive my fabled Head Shake of Dismissal with an optional Fire Aspect IV sword to the knee.
hmm not sure if anyone aw my FAILURE of a first app i didnt know how to apply so i just wrote a paragraph explaining things but now imma try n do better
IGN: Elain031
RPG Name: (not sure if this counts but) Cidark FrostFire or Raistlin Mejere Black Arts Wizard (taken from dragonlance series) also from that book Galean, God of Neutrality <-- cool title i like it but dont think its really a RPG name
Appearance: an everquest 2 dark-elf (white hair, pointy ears, dark blue/purple skin, red clothing) bah im a horrid descriptor
anyways
personality: quiet cool, calm, but when it comes to magic its is study, study, kill big dragon...., study
backstory: hmmm id say this is were my story telling comes in handy! It was a dark night when i woke to a skuttering noise outside my bedroom door, as i readied myself to defend myself from whom or what ever it may be i saw blood run under the door at that moment i lost concentration and ran to the door. As i opened the door a creature called a Screeling (a horrible beast from the underworld that doesnt die unless hacked to pieces) jumped through the door. i knew its weaknesses 1 was that they cannot see you if you dont move and they are very weak against ice, so as the screeling landed i leaned onthe wall to steady myself n help up my hands, then i stayed still while i concentrated on the magic means to cast the frost nova spell that would encase the screeling in ice. i was but an apprentice back then so it didnt go so well, i dont like telling the bloodbath that came after but in the end a close friend eventually decapitaded the screeling after it killed many people how i got away is still a mystery to me an such my adventure began to find a teacher who would teach me the arcane arts or magic. as i set off on my journey to my hometown or Nerrack i studies my spells in uttermost secret for in my time there were few wizards because they are always on the hunt being called 'witches' not a very nice name to us wizards, sorceresses i can understand but calling a man a woman now how is that very nice? but the only safe place for Magi is the swamp city of nerrack were genetic mutations happened to create Iskars the lizard race.
reason to join? id say because i like new things i always have a habbit of making a house and then moving out later its just how i am im adventurous i like new things if i am forced to stay penned up in one area of the world then this isnt my kind of server doesnt mean i wont play tho also regarding the rules i can follow them but the having to be on once a day i cant do very well cause like some others i get bored of the game n wanna take a 3 day break then i would do that i just want to let u know i can follow MOST of them ones that require of me to be on a certain times of the day i cannot do (just an example <--) other than those kind of things i hope i can get accepted unless theres someone like me already then i think you will have some interesting new things comming...
Homecountry: Ishtravall, a small continent isolated from the rest of the world by an ever present storm surrounding the land. It is home to seventeen different kingdoms. However, each kingdom was more of a city state than anything else with the scarcity of available land. While Zike doesn't hold any specific loyalty, his home kingdom is Ga-Lium. The land is poor for farming, mostly just semi-barren plains, but it is also rich with quartz laden rock. This stone has let them build some of the most impressive structures found on Ishtravall. It also allowed for trade with their neighboring kingdoms to support their agricultural needs.
Physical Appearance: Has two outfits, the first is who Zike he wants people to see. And the other is who he really is.
Personality: Zike is respectful to those he doesn't know well. When he has become familiar with someone, he tends to be much more open and relaxed, even attempting to be humorous. Ever since he escaped his homeland, he has had much more time to rediscover himself rather than play his role. However, whenever he takes on his role, Zike will have an air of seriousness about him. When he speaks of Ishtravall, it is with a heavy heart. His obsession with the balance, while it hasn't weakened, has been pushed to the back of his mind ever since his escape. He has discovered that he rather likes this new personality called Zike Whisper.
Backstory: This wasn't supposed to happen. However it was inevitable. Even during the darkest of nights, even in the deepest of caves, an enderman can be spotted by the lights of its eyes. No matter how well hidden a truth is, it will eventually be known. Once known, we could no longer maintain the balance of our homeland. We fled across the great ocean, leaving a land that was in the midst of tearing itself apart. Our ship was well made and of the latest design... But it could not hold against the everlasting storm that cut off our homeland from the rest of the world. Lightning streaked across the deck, lighting it a blaze. We were then struck by something, I know not what, but it rocked the ship violently. I was thrown through the air and slammed back down onto the deck which left me unconscious. When I awoke I on a part of the ship that my hands had grasped onto. I saw nothing... I drifted in and out of consciousness many times. Finally, I opened my eyes to see the waves crashing in and being drawn back out. The feeling of the sand that slid between my fingers. With much effort, I stood up and realized I was still alive. What's more, there were signs of civilization.
As I entered the town, a guard asked me who I was. I paused for a moment. We cast our names aside along ago. I only knew myself by one name. So I said the first thing that came to mind, Zike Whisper. I was asked what I did for a living. Lying comes naturally to us. So it wasn't difficult to give myself a sufficiently vague occupation, entrepreneur. Yes... Zike the entrepreneur... that will do nicely for now. I'll setup here and try to locate any other members who survived the storm. From there, we shall see what this new land has to offer.
Reason to Join: I've been looking for a good RP server for myself and two others. After jumping from one server to the next, each time be either disappointed or finding the perfect one only for it to close down weeks later, I found Oros which looked promising. However people didn't follow the rules so I've quit that one. Then I see this place and my hopes are now up again. I'll be applying with two others and are really looking forward to a good and serious RP server.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Yes, I agree to all the rules.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Haven't griefed once, so yes.
What will you Contribute to the server?: That is hard to say since I haven't actually played on the server to find out what I can offer. I intend to start out in one of the towns and from there work my way toward something interesting. Some decent cooperative RPing would be great.
Homecountry: Ishtravall was a small continent that held 17 different city states my home kingdom was named Farrow. Farrow was a sedimentary valley filled with fertile farmland. But do to the fact that it was a sedimentary valley it was riddled with rivers and lakes, however because of this good stone was hard to come by. With the agricultural resources Farrow, held a lot of power due to the large export of wheat. We traded such resources with Ga-lium from the north for stone, to build our villages and walls. Celesti from the east for horses and cattle. Balla-laum for timber for our barns. Trevista to the west was where we exported our products from.
Physical Appearance: First outfit is for the public eye. The second is for the secluded work among his brethren.
Personality: Reyzuke is a very sarcastic person. Almost everything he says is a jibe or taunt. Whenever Ishtravall is brought up he speaks very sadly of his homeland and quickly attempts to change the subject. Reysuke is just his public alias. When he is his true self, his personality changes. It is like night and day, his sarcasm leaves his voice and everything he says is very calculated. He seems to have a strange obsession with balance that no one will ever understand. Although magic was a very rare trait in Ishtravall. Reyzuke discovered he had somewhat of a natural talent for it and would like to pursue the arcane arts of gravity.
Backstory: We brought peace throughout our homeland. Working from within the shadows to always maintaining the balance. After many years of our indirect work we were discovered. The people became angry at us, saying we played them for fools. Their anger led to massive wars and instantly we were wanted criminals. After trying to regain balance it soon became clear, there would be no way to reconcile the situation. We did the only thing we could do... We fled.
Packing our few supplies we then secured a boat. It was a newer design that had a fair chance of getting us through the raging hurricane that enclosed us from the world. Only a few hours into our voyage we reached the storm. I was under the deck taking inventory when lightning struck our deck. The ship lurched. All of my alchemic supplies fell to the floor shattering. The unstable fluids mixed I only had enough time to throw my arm up in an vain attempt to cover my face. A large explosion rocked the ship to pieces a wooden plank I believe fell upon my head. I fell unconscious. I remember waking up grasping a plank. I faded in and out of consciousness. One night I awoke to see a small island. However once again I fell into a coma. Then it all came flooding back the sand felt amazing on my hands
Reason to Join: My reason for joining this server is to have a serious RP experience. All of the other RP servers I have played, the players either broke the rules or were not serious about RPing. So I am hoping this server will be different, and I will not have to find another server. After so much disappointment. I searched for a new server and this one seems to be the most promising. After so long of searching Whisper spotted this one and had me try it out.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you Contribute to the server?: I do not know due to the fact that i haven't actually played your server, so i do not know what it has to offer. However I intend in joining the Magical order, and doing Co-Op play with two others.
Special Code: [/*$]
Homecountry: Ishtravall was a small continent which was occupied by 17 city states. Trevista was my home town. A port city which was famed for its masterfully crafted ships and trade center of the west. Exports of grain, cattle, stone, arms, you name it, it passed through Trevista. It was a glorious city; rich and powerful. However, it was just that, a city. Trevista owned no land outside its walls. This made it entirely dependent upon other cities to support it. Farrow single handedly supported the entire population of Trevista with its export of food crops. Balla-laum supplied timber for construction of ships and buildings. Ga-lium brought in stone for the walls and other large structures. It was a peaceful place, but bustling where fortunes could be made and lost in a single night.
Physical Appearance: First is the outfit Ranak wears in public. The second is when he is with the others and hidden from any prying eyes.
Personality: Raised to be king, he is rather learned. He is also a shrewd businessman and looks for opportunity in any situation. However, with his new found position given to him by the loss of his father, Ranak finds himself questioning his worth. Among others with great talent and power, he feels he has nothing unique to offer. Aside from his internal struggles, he found an interest in alchemy. He is an adventurous individual and doesn't like to stand still for very long. Headstrong is most cases, he looks to enjoy life to its fullest.
Backstory: My father was king of Trevista and I was his only son. I was raised to be a great leader just like he was. However I was also raised to join the family business. My father didn't speak much of it, only that one day I would also bear a great responsibility beyond that of just our kingdom. Much of my childhood was studying and meeting foreign nationals with my father. My teen years saw much more adventure. I forged trade agreements with merchants and cities alike. I sailed around the continent and found I had a passion for alchemy. I returned home a man and with knowledge gained from my travels, reformed several laws to the pride of my father.
However these joyous times drew to an end. My father had grown weaker over the short years after my return. It days before his death that I introduced me to a group of individuals that would change my life forever. I had been so blissfully unaware of how the peace was truly maintained. Along with the passing of my father, it took me nearly a month to return to my position as ruler of Trevista as well as my newly appointed position left open by my father's death.
Yet I didn't have much time to "find my place" as one of them called it. We brought peace. We maintained the balance. But all was for not. Our movements too bold. Our voices too loud. The secret was out. Our existence exposed, we fled amidst an epidemic of war. We commandeered an advanced vessel and with only those of us within a day's ride made it aboard. We fled our homeland of Ishtravall as it was engulfed in a sea of flame and bloodshed. While the ship was sturdy, it could not withstand the raging storm that surrounded the continent. I was in the cabin when there was a bright flash and abrupt shuddering of the ship. I made it to the door only to see the ship split in half. I saw an unmanned lifeboat already in the water. I dove overboard and swam with all my might. I saw no one in the dark amidst the massive waves. Without supplies I knew I would not last many days.
However luck had not abandoned me as I feared. On the third day I saw land and the current was taking me to it. Once I reached the shore, my thoughts went to my comrades. Perhaps... Just maybe... They too had made it through the storm and reached land. After regaining my strength, I intended to find out.
Reason to Join: I like to RP, even though I don't have much experience. Ever since trying out RP servers I've been hooked. I like playing with other people and tend to get immersed into my character and the story. I've been jumping from server to server with Whisper and Dasumi when they found a good one and they've said this one looks promising.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you Contribute to the server?: Honestly, I don't know. I'm always looking to improve my skills at RPing and would like to join up with some city along with Whisper and Dasumi. I like the feeling of playing my part in a community and seeing the world evolve with it.
I'm pretty sure bananas and raccoons weren't involved.
You're not going to lay down the hammer, are you? Or get Xanbear to throw down the "Xanhammer?" (i have witnessed this awesome event, and I'm telling you, it's amazing. A must see.)
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ -┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)
Try again. This time read the rules.
Definition of a SCRUB.
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ -┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)
Minecraft Username: Evilbanana5757
Roleplay Name: Julius Optimas Maximas
Homecountry: A woody land with tons of forests, lakes, and mountains and dangerous creatures. :wink.gif:
Physical Appearance: A hooded Elf with a quiver of arrows on his back.
Personality: Suspicious and hard to make friends with but when you do he is very loyal and will fight to the death if he has to protect them. He dislikes dwarfs.
Backstory: Julius's mother was an elf and his dad was a human but he was more elf then human. When he was little he loved archery and was greatly interested by magic because his mom practiced it a lot. One day when he was hunting he heard shouts coming from the direction of his home. He ran there only to find that his dad and his mom were fighting of about 30 bandits
who wanted to steal his money and his stuff so he joined them fighting. They killed a lot of them but there were too many so his mom told him to hide in the house and cover his ears. Then
there was a BOOM he saw how his mom exploded herself to kill the bandits, however some of them survived and fled into the nearby woods. Filled with rage he set in pursuit but after 30 minutes of running he accidentally run into a bandit camp. He was so mad that he started shooting fire arrows into the tents but then the 200 bandits that were there ran towards him. Knowing that he was outnumbered he ran back into the woods. They chased him for days and days but he kept on running until he reached the coast. He then quickly got on a boat headed for a land called Minecraftia and escaped the bandits. After weeks and weeks of traveling he finally reached a small town called Portside and decided he stay there for a while. But on in the town he heard about something called the Magical Order and he got an idea...
Reason to Join: This looks like a very amazing server and i want to play on it.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Of course i do.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: I think i'm extremely trustworthy because i was on other RP servers.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I am very good at RP and i think i'll make a good addition to this server.
Special Code: [/*$]
Roleplay Name: Victor Breauchamp
Homecountry: Noracre a land by the sea.this place is hidden by the fog and shut off from the outside world. it is opressed by a ruler curupted by the taint a horrible disease that afflicts a large percentage of the population of noracre. few remain unaffected.
Physical Appearance: a refugee that has been through tough times in his home country covered in dust and dirt. he seem like he has spent most of his life in recluse.
Personality: quite and unassuming. he remains stoical in a tight situation and never keeps close friends. he is quite business like in the way he acts. he never backs down from a fight.
Backstory: when victor was a boy he had a rather normal life. until he was fourteen when he was drafted into the royal army of Noracre(fourteen is the leagle age that a person can be drafted in noracre).after the great war eith the neiboring nation of Antova he found that his family had been curupted buy the taint (see homecountry). Victor managed to escape before he was infected. he spent his life travling,training,searching for a cure. until now, we find victor moneyless in Ciiya yet to find a cure.
Reason to Join: i want to roleplay. it is as simple as that.i have yet to find a good minecraft roleplay. no one roleplays on them anymore. i am hopeing your's is the one that will make me think otherwise.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:yes, i agree to all of the rules and if i break any ban me
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?:yes, i am.
What will you Contribute to the server?:i will roleplay be a player that does what he is told anything for the server.
Special Code: /*$
Roleplay Name: Him
Homecountry: No one quite knows where He came from. He seemed to appear as a teenager in the land of Syren, so many deemed that to be his birthplace.
Physical Appearance: Black Robe, adorned with chains. Has green eyes. seem like they're staring into your soul. He rarely speaks, and when he does, he always seems to have the opposite point, and convinces you to agree with him.
Personality: He is secretive. Wishes to be acknowledged by his peers, as he was often ignored.(Read Bio) His eyes seem like they're staring into your soul. He rarely speaks, and when he does, he always seems to have the opposite point, and convinces you to agree with him.
Backstory: He seemed to appear from nowhere. When he appeared from Syren, he instantly became controversial. He was beaten when he spoke out against the teachings of Notch, saying that there is no one being that could have that much power. The Knights dragged his seemingly crippled body, but somehow appeared the next morn, healthy as ever. When the knights saw his return, he was exiled from Syren.
After he was exiled, He trained on his own, finding discarded items and using them to make himself more powerful. While he did strengthen his body, he mostly refined his mind, learning how to make any potion. After he felt he was at his strongest, he traveled to Minecraftia to make himself known.
Reason to Join: I wish to join this server because I have played on many different RP servers. I have played on both Lord of the Craft and the Stronghold RP server. I believe this will be a fun server.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:Absolutely
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?:Moderately, depending on the situation.
What will you Contribute to the server?:An epic new saga in the Roleplay Revolution world
Special Code: [/*$]
Thank You.
Both of you, please repost your applications. Thanks.
Find me on Twitter and Steam as TotalTonix.
Kirby, please stop reposting and asking for someone to look at it when you clearly plagiarized this. Also, I believe synical did review your app and told you to redo it from scratch. So what is more annoying is that you haven't changed ANYTHING.
Edit: Correction, you changed the word Bee Cave to Silverline.
Roleplay Name: The Stranger, Ozgin
Homecountry: I, Ozgin, have no home country. Actually, that's a lie. I don't remember where I am from, as I have no recollection of my former life, besides my name. I do however, remember stumbling out of the Nether and passing out. I also have distinct memories of the Churches in Melerian City, but I don't remember my business there. I do, however, have a deep interest in Magic and Dwarves.
Physical Appearance: After stumbling from the Nether, I was burned. Badly. I can still to this day feel the fire in my red eyes. I were a cloak and hood to cover my face and body. All that is visible are my hands, and that's only from the bottoms of my sleeves. I'd rather not talk about my physical features, after the accident.
Personality: I can be a dark, cold and angry person. If that's how you wish to have me. I find that most people nowadays avoid getting on my bad side. However, I can warm up nicely to friends. I think deeply about everything, and am never completely honest about myself. One thing that helps this is my lack of ability to remember my past before I was scarred by the eternal blaze of the underworld. I can be a great military asset to whoever will house me, and serve primarily in the field of espionage.
Backstory:
Well, from what I've pieced together, here goes. I believe I was raised in or near the Melerian City's thresholds. My mother, who I occasionally believe I see in my dreams, was an old mage. I don't recall or find records of a father. I don't have a waya to find him through my features, as they were damaged in my last trip to the Netherworld. The trip that altered my appearance, and layed the foundation for my inner rage.
The trip to the Nether before I lost my memory is blurry, but here's how I can explain it. I was searching for something, perhaps something legendary. I don't know what, but it must have been important. I'd been travelling for hours before I was blindsided by a Ghast. I heard his faint moan as he flew down from a ledge behind me. I sprinted. I made it to the edge of a cliff over a lake of lava. I grabbed the edge and swung down for the portal lying lake-side. As I fell with a rope as my only line of safety, the Ghast took shot. Needless to say, he hit me. He partially melted the skin on the side of my face, and down my chest to my belly-button. It felt like needles all over me. The rope was still just barely attached when I felt I reached the rope's limit, and swung through the portal. That's where my memory picks up, and I can vividly remember the group of elderly men applying water magics to my body and contacting help. I now enjoy teaching stealthy skills and minor hidden redstone, but my preferred job is with Governments, as a spy and negotiator.
Reason to Join: I would like to to join to find a serious experience on Minecraft, where I can take others seriously like they can me. I also enjoy pushing the envelope while staying in character and not being hated. If you allow me in, I will embrace your rules and role-playing experiences, and perhaps make things funner for others as well.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Of course, and mature non-imbecile can follow standardized rules.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: I do believe I am, yes. I will go as far as I am allowed, and only such.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I will attempt to make an enriching and complex twisting to the role-playing community on your server, as well as help things run smoothly in any way that I can.
Special Code: [/*$]
Hello my name is double_duty and I would like to apply to your server.
Minecraft Username: double_duty
Roleplay Name: Ferren Jones
Homecountry: Ferren has come from the town of Valaran, a town located in the Salvard desert in the country of Ashgonia. The town is not large and is slowly falling apart, because of the little desire for people to live in the barren desert. The only advantage to this town is it is difficult to get to being located in a desert. The people of Valaran are hostile with any one they see that is not a local. They do not worship or follow and faction.
Physical Appearance: A hooded figure with sandy and orange clothes his eyes are an orange-yellow color. He wears a belt with a pouch on it. The inside of the hood is all black except his eyes. The character also had an evil-ish look to him.
Personality: Ferren is very strong and quite skilled, but lacks being polite and kind what so ever.
He has worked hard his whole life because his dad died when he was young. He doesn't like being around others and will only ask for help when needed. Ferren is an more of an evil character and will only do things for himself, unless it involves causing chaos.
Backstory: Ferren was born in Valaran and lived there his whole life. His dad dies when he was three and hes had to do his fathers work as well as his own his whole life. Ferren never went to school and lacks general intelligence. But working his fathers and his own job has built him strong and he is skilled in the art of swords. He trains every morning with the stone sword that was given to every male in case of an attack on the town.
The town was almost fully destroyed by a sandstorm that hit a month back, Ferrens mother was killed and he wanted revenge on anything he saw. He packed up as many supplies as he could get and he headed away from the desert. He makes his way to a port and takes a ship to a strange new land, looking for revenge on his mothers death. This is the beginning of the end of Ferren's story.
Reason to Join: I like the way this server looks, the concept of the different factions or groups I found very cool. Also I enjoy Roleplaying a ton, its always fun to see how a story will play out. The server looks very well kept and it looks like you guys don't tolerate Greifing
Do you agree with the Server Rules?:Yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Yes I have played on heavily anti-grief servers like the voxel box,I have had minecraft for over a year, and I find no joy in Greifing. Greifing is pointless and a waste of energy. Also I definitely care about following server rules they all seem very reasonable and fair.
What will you Contribute to the server?: I will try my best to build awesome structures, and to contribute to the roleplaying. Also I will try to help out with any thing that is asked of me. This is not my first role-playing server or game. I've played medival civ roleplay, and I play world of warcraft etc.
Special Code: [/*$]
Thank you for reading my application if you have any feedback or there's something about my application you are confused about reply to this post.
Roleplay name: : Praed knight of Desonad
Homecountry: Argonia
Physical appearance: search up dolukian guardian on planet minecraft
Personality: I am a kind, caring man who will defend any one in need of help.I am also sneaky and love a good battle. Anytime I can shed the blood of an enemy is a day I feel most powerfull. I am also a creeper loving person who believes that creepers are friends not food.
Backstory: My country was powerfull and owned all the land of gravenlock before the rulers became mad. Every one became slaves including my great grandparents. Then their was the great rebellion which my grand parents were in. In the end the rebels lost and also our hope of ever being free. Then i came along after my birth my parents sent me off in a boat down the radengrav river. This is where I met my caretaker grendel of the gravenlock plains.
After 17 years I became of age to become a knight. The training was brutal but I fought throught it and beacame a knight. After this i started helping the rebels plot a plan to over throw the mad ruler Acrios of the deamons. After many attempts we finnally over threw the ruler and peace was restored. After that I was sent to help restore peace to the rest of gravenlock.
Reason to join: I want to RP and I want to be able to experience the full impact of survival mode. I want to be able to live and serve the lords and many others with power on this server. I also want to be able to build a nice home and live the suttle minecraft life
Do you agree with the server rules?: Yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you contribute to the server?: I will contribute all of my knowledge of minecraft. I will also contibute my architectual sense to the server.
Special code: [/*$]
Roleplay Name: Chris Amphyon Active
Homecountry: Chris comes from a kingdom that was named "Gardacia". It was attacked by a mysterious man with white eyes and his other minions. Chris fought and fought until he could fight no more. The mysterious man destroyed Gardacia with a snap of his fingers and everything was gone.
Physical Appearance: Blue knight armor with a hood on it. Has a cape on the back (Not actual cape) with a black cross on it. Also has blondish hair.
Personality: Very loyal to those who are loyal to him. He makes friends fast and loves to fight with swords. He is very brave like ready to jump in a cave and get himself killed brave. He never goes out on a adventure without a friend unless he has to go alone. He is strong with a sword and will fight for all his friends or himself until what he needs to do it accomplished.
Backstory: When Chris was born, he never got to catch a small little peek at his father. His mother was always taking care of him. Chris trained and trained for weeks preparing to search for his father. One day, his mother went out to go get some bread for them and she had to go outside of castle Gardancia to get it. 3 days past and she never came back. He looked everywhere. Even in the forest and even near mountains which were very rare near Gardancia. He never found her. He found a friend, Tomas to help him out. Tomas went looking for his mom with Chris. They never succeeded. This is what made his never give up on what he has to do. He now went out adventuring to find his father. He found his dads great sword that was hand crafted by him. Chris took it and went to go find more of him. While Tomas was back at Gardancia, Chris went looking for more of his father's things. On the adventure, Chris fought goblins that said they had his father. Chris fought hundreds of goblins but they just wouldn't stop coming. Chris got captured and held prisoner in a cave nearby. Goblins were going to execute Chris but.....someone was there. Fought all of the goblins with 1 little dagger. He couldn't get a clean look at that face. But, when he did. It was his father.
Reason to Join: First, I LOVE Roleplay. I like to adventure with friends and fight off enemies. I could RP pretty well and act like if it were reallife. Second, I get bored. I hate playing singleplayer and doing the same thing over and over, PUNCHING TREES! Third, This server looks very interesting and I would be super glad to play on it.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: If I didn't. I wouldn't be able to play on this awesome server....Oh yea. That's a yes! =D
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Hmm, Yes I do believe that. < LIE-Free!
What will you Contribute to the server?: I can RP very well as if it was real life and I can help out with what ever people need help with. I will be a big part of this server. Or at least try to be and I will try my best!!
Special Code: [/*$]
See? THE ADMINS ARE WATCHING YOUR EVERY MOVE. It's like you see porn pics and your parents think "Let's take a look at your internet history, son!"
Anyway, it just goes to show you... SUCK OFF, RACIST... poeple...
I kinda like fallout
Well, having a griefer-free server (Mainly) would be a testament to what you just said.
The application process is also aimed towards thinning out those who don't want to be serious and spend a little bit of effort in the server. It also picks away all the immature and emotionally unstable people. Odds are, if you can't write a short creative essay you won't last long here without bans coming your way. Of course, there are a few good people out there that have language-related disabilities, but those are scarce.
This server is not a gathering point for the lower half of intelligent society. This is a place for mature people to gather for good RP fun.
Anyone not worthy shall receive my fabled Head Shake of Dismissal with an optional Fire Aspect IV sword to the knee.
IGN: Elain031
RPG Name: (not sure if this counts but) Cidark FrostFire or Raistlin Mejere Black Arts Wizard (taken from dragonlance series) also from that book Galean, God of Neutrality <-- cool title i like it but dont think its really a RPG name
Appearance: an everquest 2 dark-elf (white hair, pointy ears, dark blue/purple skin, red clothing) bah im a horrid descriptor
anyways
personality: quiet cool, calm, but when it comes to magic its is study, study, kill big dragon...., study
backstory: hmmm id say this is were my story telling comes in handy! It was a dark night when i woke to a skuttering noise outside my bedroom door, as i readied myself to defend myself from whom or what ever it may be i saw blood run under the door at that moment i lost concentration and ran to the door. As i opened the door a creature called a Screeling (a horrible beast from the underworld that doesnt die unless hacked to pieces) jumped through the door. i knew its weaknesses 1 was that they cannot see you if you dont move and they are very weak against ice, so as the screeling landed i leaned onthe wall to steady myself n help up my hands, then i stayed still while i concentrated on the magic means to cast the frost nova spell that would encase the screeling in ice. i was but an apprentice back then so it didnt go so well, i dont like telling the bloodbath that came after but in the end a close friend eventually decapitaded the screeling after it killed many people how i got away is still a mystery to me an such my adventure began to find a teacher who would teach me the arcane arts or magic. as i set off on my journey to my hometown or Nerrack i studies my spells in uttermost secret for in my time there were few wizards because they are always on the hunt being called 'witches' not a very nice name to us wizards, sorceresses i can understand but calling a man a woman now how is that very nice? but the only safe place for Magi is the swamp city of nerrack were genetic mutations happened to create Iskars the lizard race.
reason to join? id say because i like new things i always have a habbit of making a house and then moving out later its just how i am im adventurous i like new things if i am forced to stay penned up in one area of the world then this isnt my kind of server doesnt mean i wont play tho also regarding the rules i can follow them but the having to be on once a day i cant do very well cause like some others i get bored of the game n wanna take a 3 day break then i would do that i just want to let u know i can follow MOST of them ones that require of me to be on a certain times of the day i cannot do (just an example <--) other than those kind of things i hope i can get accepted unless theres someone like me already then i think you will have some interesting new things comming...
Roleplay Name: Zike Whisper
Homecountry: Ishtravall, a small continent isolated from the rest of the world by an ever present storm surrounding the land. It is home to seventeen different kingdoms. However, each kingdom was more of a city state than anything else with the scarcity of available land. While Zike doesn't hold any specific loyalty, his home kingdom is Ga-Lium. The land is poor for farming, mostly just semi-barren plains, but it is also rich with quartz laden rock. This stone has let them build some of the most impressive structures found on Ishtravall. It also allowed for trade with their neighboring kingdoms to support their agricultural needs.
Physical Appearance: Has two outfits, the first is who Zike he wants people to see. And the other is who he really is.
Personality: Zike is respectful to those he doesn't know well. When he has become familiar with someone, he tends to be much more open and relaxed, even attempting to be humorous. Ever since he escaped his homeland, he has had much more time to rediscover himself rather than play his role. However, whenever he takes on his role, Zike will have an air of seriousness about him. When he speaks of Ishtravall, it is with a heavy heart. His obsession with the balance, while it hasn't weakened, has been pushed to the back of his mind ever since his escape. He has discovered that he rather likes this new personality called Zike Whisper.
Backstory: This wasn't supposed to happen. However it was inevitable. Even during the darkest of nights, even in the deepest of caves, an enderman can be spotted by the lights of its eyes. No matter how well hidden a truth is, it will eventually be known. Once known, we could no longer maintain the balance of our homeland. We fled across the great ocean, leaving a land that was in the midst of tearing itself apart. Our ship was well made and of the latest design... But it could not hold against the everlasting storm that cut off our homeland from the rest of the world. Lightning streaked across the deck, lighting it a blaze. We were then struck by something, I know not what, but it rocked the ship violently. I was thrown through the air and slammed back down onto the deck which left me unconscious. When I awoke I on a part of the ship that my hands had grasped onto. I saw nothing... I drifted in and out of consciousness many times. Finally, I opened my eyes to see the waves crashing in and being drawn back out. The feeling of the sand that slid between my fingers. With much effort, I stood up and realized I was still alive. What's more, there were signs of civilization.
As I entered the town, a guard asked me who I was. I paused for a moment. We cast our names aside along ago. I only knew myself by one name. So I said the first thing that came to mind, Zike Whisper. I was asked what I did for a living. Lying comes naturally to us. So it wasn't difficult to give myself a sufficiently vague occupation, entrepreneur. Yes... Zike the entrepreneur... that will do nicely for now. I'll setup here and try to locate any other members who survived the storm. From there, we shall see what this new land has to offer.
Reason to Join: I've been looking for a good RP server for myself and two others. After jumping from one server to the next, each time be either disappointed or finding the perfect one only for it to close down weeks later, I found Oros which looked promising. However people didn't follow the rules so I've quit that one. Then I see this place and my hopes are now up again. I'll be applying with two others and are really looking forward to a good and serious RP server.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: Yes, I agree to all the rules.
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: Haven't griefed once, so yes.
What will you Contribute to the server?: That is hard to say since I haven't actually played on the server to find out what I can offer. I intend to start out in one of the towns and from there work my way toward something interesting. Some decent cooperative RPing would be great.
Special Code: [/*$]
Minecraft Username:Dasumi
Roleplay Name:] Reyzuke doro
Homecountry: Ishtravall was a small continent that held 17 different city states my home kingdom was named Farrow. Farrow was a sedimentary valley filled with fertile farmland. But do to the fact that it was a sedimentary valley it was riddled with rivers and lakes, however because of this good stone was hard to come by. With the agricultural resources Farrow, held a lot of power due to the large export of wheat. We traded such resources with Ga-lium from the north for stone, to build our villages and walls. Celesti from the east for horses and cattle. Balla-laum for timber for our barns. Trevista to the west was where we exported our products from.
Physical Appearance: First outfit is for the public eye. The second is for the secluded work among his brethren.
Personality: Reyzuke is a very sarcastic person. Almost everything he says is a jibe or taunt. Whenever Ishtravall is brought up he speaks very sadly of his homeland and quickly attempts to change the subject. Reysuke is just his public alias. When he is his true self, his personality changes. It is like night and day, his sarcasm leaves his voice and everything he says is very calculated. He seems to have a strange obsession with balance that no one will ever understand. Although magic was a very rare trait in Ishtravall. Reyzuke discovered he had somewhat of a natural talent for it and would like to pursue the arcane arts of gravity.
Backstory: We brought peace throughout our homeland. Working from within the shadows to always maintaining the balance. After many years of our indirect work we were discovered. The people became angry at us, saying we played them for fools. Their anger led to massive wars and instantly we were wanted criminals. After trying to regain balance it soon became clear, there would be no way to reconcile the situation. We did the only thing we could do... We fled.
Packing our few supplies we then secured a boat. It was a newer design that had a fair chance of getting us through the raging hurricane that enclosed us from the world. Only a few hours into our voyage we reached the storm. I was under the deck taking inventory when lightning struck our deck. The ship lurched. All of my alchemic supplies fell to the floor shattering. The unstable fluids mixed I only had enough time to throw my arm up in an vain attempt to cover my face. A large explosion rocked the ship to pieces a wooden plank I believe fell upon my head. I fell unconscious. I remember waking up grasping a plank. I faded in and out of consciousness. One night I awoke to see a small island. However once again I fell into a coma. Then it all came flooding back the sand felt amazing on my hands
Reason to Join: My reason for joining this server is to have a serious RP experience. All of the other RP servers I have played, the players either broke the rules or were not serious about RPing. So I am hoping this server will be different, and I will not have to find another server. After so much disappointment. I searched for a new server and this one seems to be the most promising. After so long of searching Whisper spotted this one and had me try it out.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you Contribute to the server?: I do not know due to the fact that i haven't actually played your server, so i do not know what it has to offer. However I intend in joining the Magical order, and doing Co-Op play with two others.
Special Code: [/*$]
Roleplay Name: Ranak Kolland
Homecountry: Ishtravall was a small continent which was occupied by 17 city states. Trevista was my home town. A port city which was famed for its masterfully crafted ships and trade center of the west. Exports of grain, cattle, stone, arms, you name it, it passed through Trevista. It was a glorious city; rich and powerful. However, it was just that, a city. Trevista owned no land outside its walls. This made it entirely dependent upon other cities to support it. Farrow single handedly supported the entire population of Trevista with its export of food crops. Balla-laum supplied timber for construction of ships and buildings. Ga-lium brought in stone for the walls and other large structures. It was a peaceful place, but bustling where fortunes could be made and lost in a single night.
Physical Appearance: First is the outfit Ranak wears in public. The second is when he is with the others and hidden from any prying eyes.
Personality: Raised to be king, he is rather learned. He is also a shrewd businessman and looks for opportunity in any situation. However, with his new found position given to him by the loss of his father, Ranak finds himself questioning his worth. Among others with great talent and power, he feels he has nothing unique to offer. Aside from his internal struggles, he found an interest in alchemy. He is an adventurous individual and doesn't like to stand still for very long. Headstrong is most cases, he looks to enjoy life to its fullest.
Backstory: My father was king of Trevista and I was his only son. I was raised to be a great leader just like he was. However I was also raised to join the family business. My father didn't speak much of it, only that one day I would also bear a great responsibility beyond that of just our kingdom. Much of my childhood was studying and meeting foreign nationals with my father. My teen years saw much more adventure. I forged trade agreements with merchants and cities alike. I sailed around the continent and found I had a passion for alchemy. I returned home a man and with knowledge gained from my travels, reformed several laws to the pride of my father.
However these joyous times drew to an end. My father had grown weaker over the short years after my return. It days before his death that I introduced me to a group of individuals that would change my life forever. I had been so blissfully unaware of how the peace was truly maintained. Along with the passing of my father, it took me nearly a month to return to my position as ruler of Trevista as well as my newly appointed position left open by my father's death.
Yet I didn't have much time to "find my place" as one of them called it. We brought peace. We maintained the balance. But all was for not. Our movements too bold. Our voices too loud. The secret was out. Our existence exposed, we fled amidst an epidemic of war. We commandeered an advanced vessel and with only those of us within a day's ride made it aboard. We fled our homeland of Ishtravall as it was engulfed in a sea of flame and bloodshed. While the ship was sturdy, it could not withstand the raging storm that surrounded the continent. I was in the cabin when there was a bright flash and abrupt shuddering of the ship. I made it to the door only to see the ship split in half. I saw an unmanned lifeboat already in the water. I dove overboard and swam with all my might. I saw no one in the dark amidst the massive waves. Without supplies I knew I would not last many days.
However luck had not abandoned me as I feared. On the third day I saw land and the current was taking me to it. Once I reached the shore, my thoughts went to my comrades. Perhaps... Just maybe... They too had made it through the storm and reached land. After regaining my strength, I intended to find out.
Reason to Join: I like to RP, even though I don't have much experience. Ever since trying out RP servers I've been hooked. I like playing with other people and tend to get immersed into my character and the story. I've been jumping from server to server with Whisper and Dasumi when they found a good one and they've said this one looks promising.
Do you agree with the Server Rules?: yes
Do you believe that you are trustworthy?: yes
What will you Contribute to the server?: Honestly, I don't know. I'm always looking to improve my skills at RPing and would like to join up with some city along with Whisper and Dasumi. I like the feeling of playing my part in a community and seeing the world evolve with it.
Special Code: [/*$]