Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, freddie-771
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: The act of forcing RP onto other players without giving them the chance to respond with their own RP
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using out of game knowledge to aid your in-game player. Such as knowing potion recipes without being told them first.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The act of playing as a player in a fantasy world.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If it is agreed upon by both players in RP
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When I put the text in (), and I should not do it very often. And the OOC chat.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: People who have trained to use them.
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen is a group of nomads who were separated from the common humans when their islands separated. However their Island is now heading to the common people's island, and it is causing problems among the Fallen.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group who protected the Chancellory. Now just a fraction of their former glory.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a mystical object that runs below every island, and catches players if they fall returning them to the closest island, but unless the players have 3 levels, their items will be lost. The Essence is used mainly to let players keep their items when they fall in the net. It can be stored in Emeralds.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on a few roleplaying servers, but this will be my biggest one yet.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I have forgotten the names, I played them about 6 months ago, and since then I've just been playing normal Vanilla. Most of the players weren't very into the RP.
Character Information
Name: Fred W.
Age: 17
Class: Ranger
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: The Medori
Physical description: Fred is a tall (6,0) well built man. When he is not hunting, he is doing hard labor so he is in very good shape. He has green eyes, and short brown hair. He is never seen without his bow.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
I was a born hunter. I never took much liking to my parents or brother. They were all very anti-violence and big Chancellory fans. Instead, I was raised by my uncle. He was a hunter. He taught me how to use the bow. He taught me how to hunt. He taught me how to be a man. My uncle told me how he had met a man from the Chancellory. The man had many problems with the Chancellory, and he told my Uncle all of his problems, which my Uncle then relayed onto me. The fact that the Chancellory was killing and jailing innocent men. The Guards abusing their power. The officials taking bribes. No loyalty. None of those Chancellory pathetic excuses of men should have the thought that they are the best out there. Just wait. My Uncle told me his ideas of how he was going to take down the Chancellory. He would go in and pretend to be a normal man from the Chancellory. He would gain the people's trust, and once he had it, he would start injecting the truth about the Chancellory. He would then lead a revolt against the Chancellory, and once he had the power, he would reveal his true self. The fact that he was a Medori. Although the initial reaction would be negative, and maybe he would even be killed, the people would know. The people would know that although they can pretend they are the strongest, most intelligent people out there, they will know that they were taken down by somebody else. They will know they are not the best. At least, that's what my Uncle wanted to do. My uncle is thirty years older than myself. He says he is too old to do what he wished. People would suspect an old man more than a young boy.
One night I was out hunting. I sat on top of a tree, waiting for the deer to run by. I saw, I shot. It was a very fluid motion. I climbed down the tree and started cutting the deer open, skinning it and taking the meat. I then put it in my cloth container, and slung it over my back. I found a new tree and climbed up it. I pulled the string of my bow back as I listened for the next deer. I knew I was the best at hunting. Nobody was as quick, as fluid, as accurate as I. My skills with a bow should be used for something more important than killing dumb animals such as deer. I let go of the string and my arrow hits the deer right in front of his left ear. I should fight. Now my Uncle has taken me to Bloodstone on quite a few occasions. Those creatures were easy for me. I can take them out. All you need to know is how they act, and how to shoot. If you know those two things, only a fool will have difficulty surviving. I should go to the Chancellory. I could make an easy living there hunting, and I could live out my Uncle's dreams. I could be the one. I could be the one to take down the Chancellory. I could be the one to get rid of their arrogance. I pull the arrow out of the dear, wipe it off on the deer's fur, before putting it back in my quiver. From this moment on, I knew what I was going to do with my life.
I am quite liked among the kids. Most girls are impressed by my bow skills, as are most boys. But one girl sticks out among the rest. Katie. She would go hunting with me sometimes. My family isn't very wealthy, but her family was. On Dimoer Day, Katie came up to me and gave me a bow. I was flustered. I had nothing for her, and this bow was the finest bow I had ever seen. It was wrapped in a skin of an animal I had never even heard of, and it was so soft. The string was the perfectly tight, while still being loose. I decided to take her hunting with me the first time I used it. It was that night I told her that I love her, and she returned the favor. The next day I walked up to my friends, and she quickly snatched me away before anyone had noticed me. She told me to keep our love secret. She then gave me a quick kiss and left. This is crap. She's obviously embarrassed that I'm not rich, and she doesn't want the rich people finding out. Although I am popular among the people, the rich still think they're better than me. They separate themselves and think of themselves as more intelligent than the rest. They're almost as bad as the chancellory.
Well now that I know Katie doesn't want to be with me, and I know that I can handle any of the Chancellory's guards with my skills, there is nothing stopping me from leaving. My parents and brother wouldn't even know that I left, and my Uncle would understand. He'd be mad at first, I'm sure. But eventually he'd realize that I did this for him, and that I am doing this for the good of man-kind.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To take down the Chancellory.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
He is a very athletic boy due to his hunting. As he was trained to be a hunter since he was six years old, his eyes and hearing are trained well. His bow skills are matched by no other. He is very agile and can move quietly and quickly, and he has very high endurance and can run for long distances.
Fred was always liked by his community. Probably because of his natural leadership qualities, but he is also a very good speaker. He often barters with shopkeepers successfully, and makes friends wherever he goes.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Fred gets thirsty and hungry very often. He is constantly eating and drinking, and he will always have food with him to counter this. He also cannot jump like the average man. When he is tired, he gets a twitch. This means losing his precise aim, and also losing his quietness when trying to be sneaky.
He is beginning to get cocky. He expects people to like him. He also sticks up for his friends too much and ends up getting himself in trouble. He will take things people say and turn them into insults against his friends and stands up for them. He is usually surrounded by people who like him, so everyone takes his side. But the few occasions he's around a crowd of people who are not big fans of him, he is often hated even more. He is also not very good at taking orders and listening to authority.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. I quickly and smoothly take my bow from my back without stopping. As I walk by, I shoot both of the guards in quick succession. The more guards I take down the better. I quickly and quietly move away. I know the girl would be grateful, but she may be overwhelmed by the death of the two men. So I think it's best if I don't want and talk to her, especially as if I wait around, I may get picked up by some of the other pathetic guards. I can't afford to be known as the guard-killer. I'm trying to fit in.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. I would go without a second thought. Those monsters are pathetic. Plus, this is an excuse to get my bow out, and I am being rewarded for it. If I'm rewarded for using my bow, that is a good day.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. *throws a piece of food at the poor man* It's his own stupidity that led the man here, but I can not walk away and let a man to starve. What if it was my Uncle? What if something happened to my Uncle, and he needed food, and somebody just walked by? No, that wouldn't happen. My uncle isn't an idiot. But still, I could not let a man starve.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother "Would you like to take this outside?" Following a quick fight, my friends would surround me and ask why would I fight? I don't like my mother, why would I be offended? Well I fight for two reasons. One, honor. I will protect my own, even if I am not fond of them. My friends and my family will be protected by me. Protected from insults, and protected from the Chancellory. The second reason, that stupid buffoon was trying to insult me. Although he failed, I know what the man was trying to achieve. So why would I wait for the man to think of an actual insult, when I could deal with him then and there? There's no time to waste, life is short. You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):morrefacil
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:Forcing other character to react in an certain way to your actions without their agreement
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:It`s basically knowledge cheating, you know something that your character don`t know and use it to your character advantage.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:Interpreting a character, like theater
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:No.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:With () or in the chat OCOCOCOCO something
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?:Characters that studied primary degree and chose magery as the second degree
Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts.
When and how did our current government come to be?:Monarchy,just dictate with other name and instead of dictators there are Chancellors
Who are the Order of Aradin?:It`s like an army/special force that protects the chancellery
What are the Net and Essence?
Net=Protects characters from falling from the islands,saves intems for 3xp levels
Essence=Xp levels,used most for saving intems
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:I already played on an RP server,and i played Roleplaying games too(not eletronic)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:The server closed.Then opened again, but it was an pvp server with classes D:
Character Information
Name:Yurnero(totaly ripped of from dota.)
Age:31
Class:Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?:Medori
Physical description:Yurnero is an strong and agile man,wearing a misterious mask that he refuses to remove
Screen capture of your skin:(totaly ripped off from dota 2.)
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
(PS:A small part was ripped off from dota2,don`t worry, most of it is original.)
Far to the west,a small island,called by his inhabitants as the Isle of masks, not everyone on the island uses masks,only a small portion,they are called Juggernauts,beign a juggernaut turned into a family business, inherited from father to son, Juggernauts faces never shall be seen, the ones who seen a juggernaut face deserved a slow and painful death, most of the juggernauts never seen his own face,using a small mask when babies, and when they reach twenty years, they need to pass a test, in a arena, eight warriors fight to the death, seeking for an juggernaut title, eight enters, one leaves, all young warriors with masks, Yurnero was born as a *******, from the Swords Clan, the only clan using swords, other juggernauts, with hammers,axes and maces, giant mans, the swords clan was the only one who wears no chest armor, prioritizing agility, there are only two juggernauts from swords clan, the clan was a joke on the island, Yurnero was raised as a Juggernaut, he had a older brother, Sven, Sven was always better than Yurnero in everything, Sven was faster, stronger and wiser, when Sven gone to the Arena, he had a slow and painful death, following by jokes about Swords clan, next year, was Yurnero`s turn to face(got the joke?they use masks) another seven warriors, the other warriors, in the backstage of the arena, ridiculed Yurnero, for beign an ******* from a poor clan, "Haha,they sent a ******* to fight us?", on the arena, the other warriors don`t even cared about Yurnero, facing the big opponents with giant axes an maces, when the fight started, the crowd could not see nothing,there was a giant dust barrier and with shouts,slashes and hits, when the dust barrier gone down, the only one standing was Yurnero,now, Yurnero, the Juggernaut, he served Lord Timme,for ten years, when, he discovered Lord Timme was an corrupted and coward, won the arena fight with an backstab in his friend, Yurnero never saw Timme in the front of the battle, but he didn`t cared about it when Lord Timme murdered yurnero`s father,an old juggernaut for telling the truth taken by fury, challenged Timme to a Fight, before the fight started, yurnero got wounded in the chest by the preparation team and he was throw in the arena with an wounded chest, Timme didn`t noticed that the fury of Yurnero was ignoring the wound, in one second, Timme was there, one second later, just an bunch of meat,blood and bones, after a week,Yurnero was expelled from his home, his wife and his clan, for murdering Lord Timme, that saved his life, taking a last look at home, the city was taken by flames and monsters, on the next day, nothing was left, Yurnero survived a week on the small island where he was, and an Airship found him, he never seen an airship before, with gestures the Captain convinced Yurnero to join his crew, in a month Yurnero was already getting used to the language, his buccaneer life ended when he got attacked by an Royal Ship, he passed out when an giant fragment of wood hit his head,and on the next day, Yurnero was on the wilderness, now, he was not Yurnero anymore, but , the Last Juggernaut.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):After his home,and his new friends dead, Yurnero seeks a motivation to his life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):He is agile and strong, knows how to survive in the wilderness
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):The mask(difficult social interactions) and his low knowledge about cities and his people,and politics
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):No!
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Yurnero looks at the armoured man an the young girl yelling for help, and thinks,"Hunf,and these people still call me barbarian".He draw his sword and run in direction of the firs man, decapitates the first man, the second quickly turns to attack, yurnero manages to dodge two attacks, the third catches on his bracer,making his arm bleed,an the fourth was parried following by a hit on the knee and with the second man purged, a last blow on his neck,the girl offer to fix his arm,but yurnero refuses,she asks his name,"call me...the Juggernaut.",Yurnero nods his head and quickly pass through the crowd watching the fight, and keep walking on the streets of the capitol
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"I`m not an mercenary..."Yurnero looks at the man and turn to the woods keeps wandering looking for something to hunt
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Yurnero ignores the man,with no money to give,keeps walking
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Yurnero remember his home, his father and his mother, he turns into the man, and crush him in the wall of the tavern,the music stops, in a few minutes, the face of the man was covered by blood, unrecognizable, and he leaves the tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Yurnero nods the head to the woman, but the women try to not look at him, and ignores him,thinking he was some kind of barbarian, yurnero looks down and keep walking on the streets.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Nah,it`s fine
No,wait,you guys should make some kind of guide to roleplaying,to new people,you know,with the simbols stuff...
Other notes:
None
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Nope sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: It is when a character does an action which is impossible or it is when a player forces an action.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using 00C information for IC
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: A player takes acts as a character
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one can.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You an only do that if the player allows himself, or there is no chance for them to be alive
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC chat
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: You can only learn magic if you went to the academy.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen are individuals who have been separated from other humans because of the Islands
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R. a three branched system was made by the Chancellor after the former Monarchy Who are the Order of Aradin?: This order protects the Chancellery. They are not what they used to be back then.
What are the Net and Essence?
The net is a barrier that catches people who fall. Instead of falling for a long time the net transports you back to a nearby island.
The Essence is energy that can be acquired by defeating monsters, mining ores, cooking food, etc.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
None this is my first
Character Information
Name: Elijah Tommen
Age: 39
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Brown eyes, scruffy beard, brown hair, quite buff, wears blacksmith clothing
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Elijah Tommen lived with his family in an island not far from the capital. The island is quite large with a forge for his father to work, the house where everyone lived, a tree for shade, and a small pond. His father, Fredrick Tommen was a blacksmith and his mother Ilene Tommen, was a housekeeper. He was an only child in his family so he was treated well and was taught simple things like reading and writing he was. Elijah never went to school so he never made friends but he would always find good company with his parents.
When Elijah was 15 his father taught him the simple things in being a black smith like cooling the metal, shaping the weapons, and also the different kinds of weapons he could craft. Eventually when Elijah was 20 his father had taught him everything he knew about blacksmithing and fighting. No Elijah was skilled in being a blacksmith and he had mastered how to use his sword, which his father crafted when he was 18, a gift for his birthday.
Years passed and Elijah’s mother past away from a stroke when he was 32 leaving the house with 2 people left, Elijah and his father.
After his mom died things were duller, his father wasn’t as energetic as he used to be, he didn’t make as much weapons, and the house was starting to look lonely.
3 years later his father gave the shop to Elijah so that he could keep the shop going. On that same year Elijah’s father died because of old age.
5 years after the death of his father Elijah now was 37, he noticed that the blacksmithing business wasn’t taking off like it used to. So he packed up his things closed the doors of the shop, and brought his valuables with him and finally took an airship off his lonely island and journey to go around the world to experience what the real world is like.
As he was riding the airship to the capital Elijah was thinking of what he would learn, he heard of something called “sorcery”. He was thinking about building his house in the capital with his own airship, maybe join the knights, or become a builder, or an alchemist. Whatever was out there he would want to try it. Now he could make friends on his journey to a more interesting life.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Elijah’s main goal is to travel around the world and experience what his parents couldn’t.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Elijah is a bit muscular making labor easier. He is good with his great sword and knows a thing or 2 about the weapons he made in the forge, He is not the kind of person who will give up and he likes a challenge
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): He is quite slow because of his size, he gets excited easily, he dislikes small weapons, and he gets distracted at times.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Nope
In Character Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl.
‘taps the shoulder of one of the men’ Wha-- , was the only thing he managed to say before I punched his face. As he falls to the ground, I begin to draw my sword. His lackey helps him up and they draw their swords. One of them charges me but he goes to fast and I move slightly to my left, and trip him with my foot. He falls to the ground but now the second one rushed to my blind side, I charged him and tackle him down. ‘Sigh’ “I didn’t get to use my sword”, I say and before I knew it the two men were back up, and running with their tails between their legs.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Elijah: “Its not worth my time sorry.”
Stranger: “ I am willing to pay more.”
Elijah: “Though I love challenge I don’t like death, so I think you should bring your business somewhere else.”
‘Elijah walks away from the man.’
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Elijah walks to the nearest shop, buys some bread. He walks to the old man and says, “Here you need this more than I do”. He kneels down and gives the loaf of bread to the man then turns his back and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
It was obvious that the man was drunk so Elijah sits and continues drinking. The drunk man seeing that Elijah didn’t give a crap about what he said he looked for another person to insult.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Elijah looks at the necklace thinking, “Maybe after all of this I can try making jewelry, for all I know it might be like blacksmithing….” He chuckles thinking it would be peculiar for a man of his stature to craft things like that. Elijah looking at the necklace one more time then turns his back and continues in his journey.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, baeshra.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I agree to abide by the rules and decisions made by staff.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is forcing an action upon another player without giving them a chance to RP or refute it. Example: I chop her head off instead of I swing my sword at her head.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using OOC knowledge that your IC character wouldn't know to further your IC character in any way.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is the act of taking on another persona and acting as if you were them.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You can only cause a death of another player if they agree.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When using (())
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only Priests and those with a Magery Degree
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen or Medori are another nationality of human that has been secluded from the Chancellory. They are also known as "gypsies".
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R, following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin was created in 170 A.R. to protect the Chancellory. It has recently fallen into disarray.
What are the Net and Essence? Essence is essentially XP. It is used to aid the Net when you fall. The Net catches players who fall off islands, without xp, all items are lost. If players have 3 levels or more, their items are saved and 3 levels are taken.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've played a deal of Dnd as well as other RP servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've played on Silver Age, Book of Halegron, and Shrines of the Ancients. Silver Age ended at the apocolypse and morphed into BoH. BoH ended due to a fatal server issue and Gamer's stepping down. SotA ended due to the darkness that the server enviroment had morphed into and the want of both Server Owners to try their hands at another server.
Character Information
Name: Arkacesis
Age: 28
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description: Ark is a somewhat weak man with an affinity for crafting. Luckily, crafting is no all brute strength, but precision and knowledge. He has bright green eyes complimented by his goggles. He wears an aviator suit, despite the fact that he is not technically an aviator. In comparison to most others, he is rather skinny. His hands are deeply callused from his crafting work.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Ark grew up in a small room on the top floor of the Factory. His dad, Arthur, ran the factory at the time while his mom, Lea, worked as a seamstress, working the sail machines. He lived a simple life. Arkacesis never attended public schools or the Academy as Lea had convinced Arthur to let her home-school him. He lived a somewhat sheltered life, he had few friends, and those that he did have left to pursue life goals; trying to find that last lapis lazuli pocket or exploring the reaches in a new airship. His friends didn't last. Living as an only child didn’t help his self-esteem too much. When he was in the city, he was made fun of, when he was at home, he was forced to do “school work”. Depression began to creep up out of the darkness and consume him. He kept his woes from his family for fear of punishment and trudged on through his miserable life.
As Ark began to grow older, Arthur thrust more and more responsibility upon him. At the age of 10, he began helping his father with ship repairs. The ship designs at the time were lethargic and fragile, any infrastructure damage could cause life failure and therefore death. The job was stressful, very stressful. Arthur would never let a ship out of the shop without a thorough inspection, and whenever he found an inconsistency he found some reason to blame Arkacesis for it. At the age of 14, his parents deemed it allowable for Ark to travel alone. He took every possible opportunity to leave his home and family in favor of a religious life.
His parents had always neglected to teach him about religion. Living a secluded, life, he knew little about it. On one of his longer "excursions" away from home, he ran into the Cathedral by Brightwater. Enlightened by the kind Priest who met his questions with deep and anwering words, he wondered what was wrong with his own parents. Why had they never shown him the path to light? Had they hated him? Another question arose: Did they not teach him the ways because they themselves did not believe them, or because they wanted him to be sent to hell? Either way, his parents were monsters.
Over the following years Ark found more and more time to spend at the Monestary. He sucked in the knowledge, hoping that this "Path to Light" might help pull him out of the darkness then encircled his inner most thoughts. Indeed, over time, the darkness lifted. Ark had finally found a way to life that made everything make sense, he was whole and right. His parents were incomplete, misguided invidiuals. The church was his home now. Arthur still demanded that he do his work at home, but Ark always managed to find a way out of it. Life was good. UNTIL THE FIRE NATION ATTACKED
At the age of 18, his father died. Arthur was only 48 at the time, sadly age doesn't have much to do with a faulty harness. He fell off the bottom of the airship, had he been over the net, he would have been safe, but the ship was over land. He plummeted into the trees below, his body found mangled in the branches below, leaves stained red with hate. Now that Arthur was gone, the family factory was left to him. Though the art of crafting had long since slipped from Ark’s fingers, he still had hope in his heart Lea could be saved from the darkness that he himself had been entrapped in. Taking up the reigns in the factory, Ark learned how to work. Without Arthur’s influence on Lea, she herself became a much kinder person. Lea confided in Ark, just as Ark confided in her. Lea began to understand her son, and see what Arthur had done to the family. Ark continued to try to pull his mother to the light, but she just held on harder to the dark.
Ark turned his mind to technology. Religion had given him a thirst to learn. He began to invent. He toyed with wiring, machinery, steam, gears, cogs, and more. He soon became known for his inventions. By the age of 27 he had invented the first ever steam engine; richer than ever, he continued his life in relative luxury. Several months after his greatest invention, his mother passed. It was inevitable, not even healing magic could save her. Ark attributed it to her lack of faith in the God, and moved on.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Ark has little physical strength, though this physical strength is replaced with a strength of mind and heart. He is very kind to most and is always willing to help.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Ark quickly cracks under any amount of pressure due to his rough childhood.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No prior linkings, all connections were done IC.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Thinking to himself, Ark quickly realizes he can do little to help the girl. He shouts at the two men and begins to run. The two armed men begin to pursue at a lessened speed, due to their armor. Ark begins to slow his pace so that the men do not lose sight of him. Walking calmly into the guard house, Ark report the men who enter behind me, yelling.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Ark simply refuses. He has other work to do, and has no interest in working for strange men. Nothing good could have come from the deal.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Ark sits down next to the man and passes him a large chunk of hard tack. After letting him eat and drink, Ark begins to inquire about the mans life and the circumstances and events that led to his homelessness.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Ark approaches the women and politley ask her where she got it. After waiting for her reply, he inquires if he may purchase it from her. Seeing as the women looks pregnant, Ark pays a bit extra, hoping that her family goes well.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? What is the tech timeline like? I can't seem to find any info about it.
Other notes: Do you know what they say in the club? I'm not quite sure...
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): aquafina73
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the actions of one character take control of the scenario such that other character's input is useless.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Utilizing information known from an out of context perspective, that otherwise would not be known within context, within the RP.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The process of assuming a role and acting out the character's actions within that role.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You may only cause the death of another character with mutual consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You may speak out of character so long as you keep it to a minimum and the messages are enclosed in parentheses.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and Priests may use magic.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, also known as the Medori, are a reclusive, pacifist, and patriarchal group of humans. Their culture revolves around superstition and storytelling; knowledge and culture is propagated this way. Their island(s?) are coming closer to those of the rest of humanity, so there'll probably conflict there.
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellery was established on 169 A.R., after the defeat of the previous ruling faction, the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin (heh Aradin) are a group charged with protecting the Chancellery. As of late they are a shell of what they once were - without much purpose
What are the Net and Essence? So Welknair went underneath all of the islands with a big ol' circus net and strung it up so we don't fall and get boo boos
But actually: The Net is a barrier that returns individuals to the islands should they fall. It only returns biological matter, but for a price (in essence), one's possessions can be saved. Essence is an energy acquired through the performance of various activities. Its primary use is for saving items upon falling, and for charging emeralds for trade.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients, BoH as you know died, and I had to leave SotA due to school.
Character Information
Name: Debent Thetri
Age: 32
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Lean, slightly muscled figure. Approximately 5 foot 11 inches tall, with black, unkempt hair and bright brown eyes. Scars appear intermittently along his forearms from years of hard labor. He walks with a barely noticeable hobble due to the wooden prosthetic foot attached to what used to be his ankle.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Debent grew up on a farm with his father, Alistair, and his brother Idius. Always a cheerful, dutiful son, Debent would learn from and follow his father; he would take on various farm duties throughout the years. He became quite skilled with tending to crops, livestock, and groves of trees. He could accurately read crop growth and this skill undoubtedly assisted in crop yield. As the years progressed, he became increasingly infatuated and skilled in farming - however, his brother Idius did not. While Debent focused on production, Idius decided to learn how to process goods. Idius spent increasing amounts of time at the furnace or crafting table, and would often time process the raw materials that Debent produced.
While in season, Debent was certainly sufficiently occupied - harvesting was tedious work, after all. However, in between crop rotations, Debent found himself without much to do, and, growing up as a child, this often leads to mischievous pursuits. Debent noticed a small patch in a cliffside near the farm one day, and decided to explore. He knew of his fathers old pickaxed used for clearing minor rock clusters in fields, and promptly brought it along, with lamp in hand. He found the tunnel fascinating; the cool subterranean air, sporadic ore deposits, and mineral growths all were quite engaging. Upon leaving the cave, he found a small nook, and decided to store some food items and resources for later excursions. A few days later he returned, to find everything in near perfect condition. A thought struck him: the controlled climate of the cave, and it’s proximity to the farm, could possibly be used as another means of food storage. Since then, he made many small food caches within this small cave, and has been stockpiling his wares ever since.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Farming and exploring tunnels and caves.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Has a very calm attitude, is physically strong in spite of his disability, and is a good farmer.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Cannot run very well, and walks with a slight hobble due to his prosthetic foot.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Idius Thetri (Binaryempire)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Not being one for trouble, but still being concerned for her well being, Debent cautiously approaches the situation.
Debent: Excuse me, what is the reasoning for this altercation?
Guard: This is none of your business, we have our reasons and they are our own. Debent: Very well then *eyes the girl and the guards suspiciously, but walks away to his own business to avoid a confrontation*.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Debent: *Stares at the shifty man* I’m sorry - that sounds at best quite suspicious, and at worst deadly. If you’ll excuse me *walks away*.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Beggar: Please sir, could you spare a parcel of food? Debent: I have plenty of food in reserve, come with me *They walk to the farm, and Debent presents some root vegetables and grain*
Beggar: Oh thank you! Debent: Don’t mention it - if you ever need more I have plenty, don’t be a stranger.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. *Looks over at the source of the insults, and sees a visibly drunk man.*
Debent: You look terribly inebriated, need some food? It’ll help you cope somewhat *offers some bread*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. *Debent notices the beautiful, intricate necklace, and takes special heed to the precious gemstones interweaved into the gold lattice. However, he simply looks, nothing more, and continues on his way.*.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? I have one: You know what we say in the club?
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Already in the skype room.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing or ignoring Roleplay, or Roleplaying out somethin impossible or working to avoid the consequences of someone else's actions to you in roleplay.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC information and any information your character has no means to know in an IC situation.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Taking on the persona of a character you created, and acting out stories through their eyes.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No One.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When their Player agrees to a death, or a situation where death is not avoidable.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In the OOC chat, or in some occasions within the ((OOC Brackets))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes, I have. I do agree.
Who is allowed to use magic?: One who has studied at the acadamy long enough to be deemed worthy of Magic.
Who are the Fallen?: Fallen, Medori, are an old and supersticious race that avoid conflict. A very traditional, almost primal in appearnce, race. They are close knit, enjoy storytelling, and are more magically adept than normal humans. Seperated, as well, from the humans during the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169AR. during the rebellion that stopped the Linyera Dynasty.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: Guardians of the Chancellory.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is a barrier which protects those who falls from the island. Essence is what gaurentees their items' safety should they fall.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have been roleplaying for years.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Former moderator of Spirits of the Oasis, current member of the Kingdoms of Terra.
Character Information
Name: Tenadwen Sutcliff
Age: 16
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizens of the Chancellory
Physical description: Tall for his age, short brown hair and a layer of whiskers for a goatee. He is not strong, built for speed and dexterity, and athletic build at best. Blue eyes, and usually with a layer of dirt on his clothing. Wears a long leather cloak over Linen shirt and pants.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Before the incident, he was a carpenter's apprentice. He loved fletching, and creating art. It was his passion, the visual beauties being the best to him. He would spend nights working on both painting and wooden scultpures alike. This made him a bit of a shut-in, however. He was too shy for his own good, hiding within his home. His parents feared for him, but did not want to guide him.
One night, he went to head to his parent's shop to work on some repairs. His parents had stayed in late, working on furniture to sell the next day while he would be mending the walls. He entered, finding his parents being assaulted by thugs. He was grabbed, thrown into the mix, and being knocked senseless. Passing out, his body coated in wounds. He was dumped on the street, the thugs making sure he was far away from his own home, and leaving him alone with his injuries.
Waking up, lost and confused he wandered about aimlesly. His memory was gone, taken during the night from the beating he was given. The boy, not even an adult yet, found himself sitting alone on the street, a storm beating down. It was then, a young girl offered him bread. They sat, and spoke, while Kayla did little things to cover the few bleeding wounds he had, taking care of him because she knew the pain he suffered. He, without name, or purpose, was given his identity from her. She named him Tenadwen Sutcliff, the name being completely random , but it stuck with him. When the rain stopped, the two parted ways.
He had no luck remembering who he was, people more or less obvlivious to who he was as he never left his parents home. The despair took over, when he saw his new friend being chewed out by a larger male for an unknown reason. Tenadwen came to her rescue, causing a distraction to let them flee the scene. Their bond, as two children who were alone in the world, being what kept them together from this point on.
The two grew closeas they travelled with each other. He became her older brother of sorts, her guardian. The few months they travel together being filled with him protecting her from the dangers she caused herself, and him trying to find out who he was. Becoming something of a would-be thief when he had to, and doing odd jobs so he could feed himself and Kayla.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Protecting Kayla, remembering who he is.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): From his time as a craftsman, he is very perceptive, noting fine details. He also is rather reflexive, always having been a flincher when it came to fast actions its led to him being wuick to dodge. Otherwise, he has a very warm, accepting personality.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Amnesia, so no idea who he is. Physically weaker, with a non-crippling fear of storms. Reliant on Kayla for emotional support.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Yes, Kayla Michaelis. Agreed upon over skype.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Tenadwen looks around, observing the people around him. No one seems to be helping the young girl. Tenadwen swipes up a rock from the ground, hoping he won't regret this decision. He slowly brings his arm back, then pelts the rock at one of the men's armour; the impact making a clanging noise. "Hey!" Tenadwen calls out, almost sounding like he was challenging them. They turn around, seeming annoyed.
"What do ye' want from us, boy?" One of them growls. "For you to get away from that girl!" He replies, picking up another pebble and pelting it at them. "Stop that, you little...!" The other roars before noticing that guards were running around the corner. With relief, Tenadwen sighs as the guards are arrested.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Tenadwen thinks for a moment. He then looks over at his sister, Kayla, who was playing around with her goggles. "Is it dangerous?" Tenadwen asks, looking at the man with a serious face. The man chuckles. "Quite dangerous." Tenadwen grits his teeth. "But a great reward." The man pulls out a small sack of gold. "I'll give you more, also." Tenadwen is tempted at first, but he thinks about it again. "No thank you. I have a little sister I need to take care of; I don't want to risk it." He says slowly. "Suit yourself." The man says with a chuckle. Tenadwen smiles slightly as the man walks away. Turning to Kayla, his smile grows larger. "Hey Kayla, lets go grab some grub." He says, holding up the new sack of money he just recieved.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Tenadwen stops and stares at the old man for a moment, a feeling of pity coming to him. "Please! Just a crumb! I haven't ate in a weak!" The old man cries out. Kayla crosses her arm, walking away. At the same time, she slips Tenadwen a fourth of the bread they had. "Here." Tenadwen says with a smile, handing the man the bread. The old man quickly takes the bread, and takes a bite out of it. "Oh! Bless your souls!" The old man cries with joy. Feeling good with himself, Tenadwen turns and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Tenadwen sets down the water he was drinking. "I don't know my own mother. Nor do you. You don't even know me. So stop being stupid, and leave me alone." Tenadwen says to him, standing up and leaving the tavern.As he walks away from the tavern, he lowers his head, feeling a small stab of pain.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Tenadwen watches the girl walk past him. A gift for Kayla, would be good. Tenadwen thinks again. "Kayla never liked jewelry..." Tenadwen quietly says. He ponders whether he should take it to sell, give it to Kayla, or just let it go. After deciding what he'll do, which was to steal and sell it, the girl was already gone. Disappointed, Tenadwen slouches and walks back slowly to Kayla.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None whatsoever.
Other notes: Apologies if this is not the best, I was doing the best I could to make a biography for amnesia, and I am also in the lack of sleep
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
8/18/2011
Posts:
104
Minecraft:
WholeGrainWheat
Member Details
Accepted:
Ashur_Ward - Not much to say; a decent app. Welcome to the server!
Tenadwen - Good...good. You learn well, young Skywalker. Welcome!
Deferred:
mpme1509 - Pretty good, just one big thing I need you to fix; your weaknesses. You appear to have none. This character appears to be OP at its core, and a few legitimate weaknesses (rather than normal social and physical flaws associated with regular human beings) are the only things lacking from this app. Good luck!
Freddiedie1 - Okay, lots to say. First, while it's not a deal-breaker, we prefer the biography and ICRs be written in a 3rd person perspective; it CAN be done well, but 90% of the time, it just doesn't flow well. Second, your character wouldn't know anything of the Chancellery before the islands hit (which was a few days ago in-character), and so he'd not know of them early in his life. Also, there is no real "wealthy" class in the Medori; they're a mostly equal (save for one or two leaders) and nomadic culture. Lastly, you missed an ICR, the last one. Thank you, and good luck in reapplying.
Jidek - Not sure if this is grounds for lynching, but I have to defer you. It's a good start, but the app overall needs a bit more fleshing out and detail; the ICRs, the weaknesses, maybe the bio, but otherwise very good. Please don't kill me, slaaoo.
Double-Deferred:
Minercraft901 - Very sorry, but your lack of grammar, bare-bones OOC answers, paper-thin character, and disregard for several aspects of the lore (such as neither the Medori nor Chancellery knowing about each other until the collision) have made this a double-defer. This means, rather than two more tries, you get one more to fix these issues, at which point if the app is unsatisfactory, you will be rejected. I would reread the OP, flesh out the character MUCH more, with traits, flaws, emotions, etc., and a spell-checker. Thank you, and good luck in your next try; it's your final one.
Rejected:
Morrefacil - Gonna make this short: your bio doesn't relate to any lore written anywhere, and even if it was, the Medori are a relatively peaceful and quiet people, not mask-wearing "Juggernauts," and... "Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts." Yeah, no. Have fun on whatever other RP server you may find!
Jeeeeeez, seven apps in one post after four last night. I think I've redeemed my being absent for server opening.
Morrefacil - Gonna make this short: your bio doesn't relate to any lore written anywhere, and even if it was, the Medori are a relatively peaceful and quiet people, not mask-wearing "Juggernauts," and... "Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts." Yeah, no. Have fun on whatever other RP server you may find!
Wait,wait,wait. Characters should: Not be too powerful Not start with any magical knowledge Not start in a position of power (Unless given express permission) Not use obvious cliches Not originate in/on settlements besides those listed in the Location Lore. You could start in the wilds, I suppose, but please do not make up new towns. Not use names from popular movies/books/TV shows Not be villainous/evil, unless you get a Villain Application accepted. It is recommended that villainous characters begin non-villainous, and change during play, though this is not a requirement. Be generally realistic
Seriously,I followed this list of instructions gave to me to make my character! I just want something original,not someone born in the wilderness,but in one of the fallen civilizations all across islands! And about medori beign peaceful people,what if i want to live in the wilderness and go fighting around?Is that wrong?That makes sense!Also,my character comes from one of the fallen civlizations. And about the other,i just want to don`t copy paste the topic. I got they are peaceful nomads etc...
I got your point,but i think it`s not fair to you judge me as not salvageable.
It`s only two small mistakes!I can remake my application with another character!
And i got banned from the server forever?
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): After being isolated for so long, Quincy doesn't want to be alone anymore. Quincy desires to accumulate an army of friends and a family with unbreakable bonds.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): You tend to develop great skills when you fend for yourself for all of your life. Quincy has eagle-eye aim, above average upper body strength, and sharp wits. He is strong willed and courageous.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Quincy, although stronger than the average person, is no super human. While he could win a fight with the common citizen, he would most likely lose to a swordsman. Quincy is a kind and passionate man. This often gets him into trouble, as he is also a bit hot headed. He can easily lose his temper when he fights for what he thinks is right.
Err, change that to physically weak. He also isn't skilled with swords, as he only uses small blades to finish off prey while hunting. Is that good enough of a weakness or do I need more?
Ashur_Ward - Not much to say; a decent app. Welcome to the server!
Tenadwen - Good...good. You learn well, young Skywalker. Welcome!
Deferred:
mpme1509 - Pretty good, just one big thing I need you to fix; your weaknesses. You appear to have none. This character appears to be OP at its core, and a few legitimate weaknesses (rather than normal social and physical flaws associated with regular human beings) are the only things lacking from this app. Good luck!
Freddiedie1 - Okay, lots to say. First, while it's not a deal-breaker, we prefer the biography and ICRs be written in a 3rd person perspective; it CAN be done well, but 90% of the time, it just doesn't flow well. Second, your character wouldn't know anything of the Chancellery before the islands hit (which was a few days ago in-character), and so he'd not know of them early in his life. Also, there is no real "wealthy" class in the Medori; they're a mostly equal (save for one or two leaders) and nomadic culture. Lastly, you missed an ICR, the last one. Thank you, and good luck in reapplying.
Jidek - Not sure if this is grounds for lynching, but I have to defer you. It's a good start, but the app overall needs a bit more fleshing out and detail; the ICRs, the weaknesses, maybe the bio, but otherwise very good. Please don't kill me, slaaoo.
Double-Deferred:
Minercraft901 - Very sorry, but your lack of grammar, bare-bones OOC answers, paper-thin character, and disregard for several aspects of the lore (such as neither the Medori nor Chancellery knowing about each other until the collision) have made this a double-defer. This means, rather than two more tries, you get one more to fix these issues, at which point if the app is unsatisfactory, you will be rejected. I would reread the OP, flesh out the character MUCH more, with traits, flaws, emotions, etc., and a spell-checker. Thank you, and good luck in your next try; it's your final one.
Rejected:
Morrefacil - Gonna make this short: your bio doesn't relate to any lore written anywhere, and even if it was, the Medori are a relatively peaceful and quiet people, not mask-wearing "Juggernauts," and... "Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts." Yeah, no. Have fun on whatever other RP server you may find!
Jeeeeeez, seven apps in one post after four last night. I think I've redeemed my being absent for server opening.
I can understand i was very tired when i wrote this and looking back at the poor grammar i should have waited till to day to write it but thank you for your reply and this is my first time sending application to this forum to join the server
We kindly ask that those who have been rejected do not reply to the post begging for an appeal. If you have any concerns, we ask that you please voice them to the staff member that rejected you, if you absolutely must. Please understand that there were probably many other factors that lead to your rejection and that it was really late where Wheatley was when he wrote that. Thank you.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, baeshra.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I agree to abide by the rules and decisions made by staff.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is forcing an action upon another player without giving them a chance to RP or refute it. Example: I chop her head off instead of I swing my sword at her head.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using OOC knowledge that your IC character wouldn't know to further your IC character in any way.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is the act of taking on another persona and acting as if you were them.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You can only cause a death of another player if they agree.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When using (())
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only Priests and those with a Magery Degree
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen or Medori are another nationality of human that has been secluded from the Chancellory. They are also known as "gypsies".
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R, following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin was created in 170 A.R. to protect the Chancellory. It has recently fallen into disarray.
What are the Net and Essence? Essence is essentially XP. It is used to aid the Net when you fall. The Net catches players who fall off islands, without xp, all items are lost. If players have 3 levels or more, their items are saved and 3 levels are taken.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've played a deal of Dnd as well as other RP servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've played on Silver Age, Book of Halegron, and Shrines of the Ancients. Silver Age ended at the apocolypse and morphed into BoH. BoH ended due to a fatal server issue and Gamer's stepping down. SotA ended due to the darkness that the server enviroment had morphed into and the want of both Server Owners to try their hands at another server.
Character Information
Name: Arkacesis
Age: 28
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description: Ark is a somewhat weak man with an affinity for crafting. Luckily, crafting is no all brute strength, but precision and knowledge. He has bright green eyes complimented by his goggles. He wears an aviator suit, despite the fact that he is not technically an aviator. In comparison to most others, he is rather skinny. His hands are deeply callused from his crafting work.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Ark grew up in a small room on the top floor of the Factory. His dad, Arthur, ran the factory at the time while his mom, Lea, worked as a seamstress, working the sail machines. He lived a simple life. Arkacesis never attended public schools or the Academy as Lea had convinced Arthur to let her home-school him. He lived a somewhat sheltered life, he had few friends, and those that he did have left to pursue life goals; trying to find that last lapis lazuli pocket or exploring the reaches in a new airship. His friends didn't last. Living as an only child didn’t help his self-esteem too much. When he was in the city, he was made fun of, when he was at home, he was forced to do “school work”. Depression began to creep up out of the darkness and consume him. He kept his woes from his family for fear of punishment and trudged on through his miserable life.
As Ark began to grow older, Arthur thrust more and more responsibility upon him. At the age of 10, he began helping his father with ship repairs. The ship designs at the time were lethargic and fragile, any infrastructure damage could cause life failure and therefore death. The job was stressful, very stressful. Arthur would never let a ship out of the shop without a thorough inspection, and whenever he found an inconsistency he found some reason to blame Arkacesis for it. At the age of 14, his parents deemed it allowable for Ark to travel alone. He took every possible opportunity to leave his home and family in favor of a religious life.
His parents had always neglected to teach him about religion. Living a secluded, life, he knew little about it. On one of his longer "excursions" away from home, he ran into the Cathedral by Brightwater. Enlightened by the kind Priest who met his questions with deep and anwering words, he wondered what was wrong with his own parents. Why had they never shown him the path to light? Had they hated him? Another question arose: Did they not teach him the ways because they themselves did not believe them, or because they wanted him to be sent to hell? Either way, his parents were monsters.
Over the following years Ark found more and more time to spend at the Monestary. He sucked in the knowledge, hoping that this "Path to Light" might help pull him out of the darkness then encircled his inner most thoughts. Indeed, over time, the darkness lifted. Ark had finally found a way to life that made everything make sense, he was whole and right. His parents were incomplete, misguided invidiuals. The church was his home now. Arthur still demanded that he do his work at home, but Ark always managed to find a way out of it. Life was good. UNTIL THE FIRE NATION ATTACKED
At the age of 18, his father died. Arthur was only 48 at the time, sadly age doesn't have much to do with a faulty harness. He fell off the bottom of the airship, had he been over the net, he would have been safe, but the ship was over land. He plummeted into the trees below, his body found mangled in the branches below, leaves stained red with hate. Now that Arthur was gone, the family factory was left to him. Though the art of crafting had long since slipped from Ark’s fingers, he still had hope in his heart Lea could be saved from the darkness that he himself had been entrapped in. Taking up the reigns in the factory, Ark learned how to work. Without Arthur’s influence on Lea, she herself became a much kinder person. Lea confided in Ark, just as Ark confided in her. Lea began to understand her son, and see what Arthur had done to the family. Ark continued to try to pull his mother to the light, but she just held on harder to the dark.
Ark turned his mind to technology. Religion had given him a thirst to learn. He began to invent. He toyed with wiring, machinery, steam, gears, cogs, and more. He soon became known for his inventions. By the age of 27 he had invented the first ever steam engine; richer than ever, he continued his life in relative luxury. Several months after his greatest invention, his mother passed. It was inevitable, not even healing magic could save her. Ark attributed it to her lack of faith in the God, and moved on.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): He wants to bring together the arts of science and religion by showing everyone that they can compliment one another.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Ark has little physical strength, though this physical strength is replaced with a strength of mind and heart. He is very kind to most and is always willing to help.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Ark quickly cracks under any amount of pressure due to his rough childhood.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No prior linkings, all connections were done IC.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Thinking to himself, Ark quickly realizes he can do little to help the girl. He shouts at the two men and begins to run. The two armed men begin to pursue at a lessened speed, due to their armor. Ark begins to slow his pace so that the men do not lose sight of him. Walking calmly into the guard house, Ark report the men who enter behind me, yelling.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Ark simply refuses. He has other work to do, and has no interest in working for strange men. Nothing good could have come from the deal.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Ark sits down next to the man and passes him a large chunk of hard tack. After letting him eat and drink, Ark begins to inquire about the mans life and the circumstances and events that led to his homelessness.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Ark approaches the women and politley ask her where she got it. After waiting for her reply, he inquires if he may purchase it from her. Seeing as the women looks pregnant, Ark pays a bit extra, hoping that her family goes well.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? What is the tech timeline like? I can't seem to find any info about it.
Other notes: Do you know what they say in the club? I'm not quite sure...
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): aquafina73
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the actions of one character take control of the scenario such that other character's input is useless.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Utilising information known from an out of context perspective, that otherwise would not be known within context, within the RP.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The process of assuming a role and acting out the character's actions within that role.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You may only cause the death of another character with mutual consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You may speak out of character so long as you keep it to a minimum and the messages are enclosed in parentheses.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and Priests may use magic.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, also known as the Medori, are a reclusive, pacifist, and patriarchal group of humans. Their culture revolves around superstition and storytelling; knowledge and culture is propagated this way. Their island(s?) are coming closer to those of the rest of humanity, so there'll probably conflict there.
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellery was established on 169 A.R., after the defeat of the previous ruling faction, the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin (heh Aradin) are a group charged with protecting the Chancellery. As of late they are a shell of what they once were - without much purpose
What are the Net and Essence? So Welknair went underneath all of the islands with a big ol' circus net and strung it up so we don't fall and get boo boos
But actually: The Net is a barrier that returns individuals to the islands should they fall. It only returns biological matter, but for a price (in essence), one's possessions can be saved. Essence is an energy acquired through the performance of various activities. Its primary use is for saving items upon falling, and for charging emeralds for trade.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients, BoH as you know died, and I had to leave SotA due to school.
Character Information
Name: Debent Thetri
Age: 32
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Lean, slightly muscled figure. Approximately 5 foot 11 inches tall, with black, unkempt hair and bright brown eyes. Scars appear intermittently along his forearms from years of hard labor. He walks with a barely noticeable hobble due to the wooden prosthetic foot attached to what used to be his ankle.
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Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Debent grew up on a farm with his father, Alistair, and his brother Idius. Always a cheerful, dutiful son, Debent would learn from and follow his father; he would take on various farm duties throughout the years. He became quite skilled with tending to crops, livestock, and groves of trees. He could accurately read crop growth and this skill undoubtedly assisted in crop yield. As the years progressed, he became increasingly infatuated and skilled in farming - however, his brother Idius did not. While Debent focused on production, Idius decided to learn how to process goods. Idius spent increasing amounts of time at the furnace or crafting table, and would often time process the raw materials that Debent produced.
While in season, Debent was certainly sufficiently occupied - harvesting was tedious work, after all. However, in between crop rotations, Debent found himself without much to do, and, growing up as a child, this often leads to mischievous pursuits. Debent noticed a small patch in a cliffside near the farm one day, and decided to explore. He knew of his fathers old pickaxed used for clearing minor rock clusters in fields, and promptly brought it along, with lamp in hand. He found the tunnel fascinating; the cool subterranean air, sporadic ore deposits, and mineral growths all were quite engaging. Upon leaving the cave, he found a small nook, and decided to store some food items and resources for later excursions. A few days later he returned, to find everything in near perfect condition. A thought struck him: the controlled climate of the cave, and it’s proximity to the farm, could possibly be used as another means of food storage. Since then, he made many small food caches within this small cave, and has been stockpiling his wares ever since.
As the years went by, his father’s health gradually declined as aging people are wont to do, and so, as they years went by Debent adopted more and more roles around the farm. With his father’s passing, he inherited all of the duties of the farm, as well as the farm itself. Along with his brother Idius, Debent kept operations going and kept supplying Idius with the materials needed for his crafts.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Farming and exploring tunnels and caves.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Has a very calm attitude and is quite level headed and practical. He is physically strong in spite of his disability, and is a good farmer.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Cannot run very well, and walks with a slight hobble due to his prosthetic foot. In addition, due to his pacifist nature, tends to avoid combat or aggressive situations. Should he find himself in one, his nature coupled with his disability makes him essentially useless. His care for his crops and livestock can be an emotional weakness; should they be destroyed, harmed, etc., he will be quite depressed :(.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Idius Thetri (Binaryempire)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Not being one for trouble, but still being concerned for her well being, Debent cautiously approaches the situation.
Debent: Excuse me, what is the reasoning for this altercation?
Guard: This is none of your business, we have our reasons and they are our own. Debent: What could possibly be your reasons for harassing a young girl?
Guard: If we had to justify our actions to every commoner passing by, our work would be significantly hampered. Either get out of our way, or we’ll force you out of our way. Debent: Very well then *eyes the girl and the guards suspiciously, but walks away to his own business to avoid a confrontation*.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Debent: *Eyes the shifty man with a bit of caution and apprehension* Bloodstone? What do you need from Bloodstone? Sounds like a great way to get killed...
Man: *With an odd scheming glint to his eyes* The pay is substantial, it certainly justifies the task! All I ask is that you retrieve a parcel, nothing more - in and out!
Debent: I’m sorry - that sounds at best quite suspicious, and at worst deadly. I recommend you hire a mercenary... If you’ll excuse me *walks away, muttering to himself* Go to Bloodstone... he’s out of his damn mind.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Beggar: Please sir, could you spare a parcel of food? Debent: I have plenty of food in reserve, come with me *They walk to the farm, and Debent presents some root vegetables and grain*
Beggar: Oh thank you! Debent: Don’t mention it - if you ever need more I have plenty, don’t be a stranger.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. *Looks over at the source of the insults, and sees a visibly drunk man. Knowing it’s the alcohol talking, as opposed to the man himself, Debent calmly approaches the situation*
Debent: Do you have any friends with you, friends who are perhaps a bit less intoxicated? Man: Who wantsh to know?
Debent: I’m only trying to help... Man: Over theres shomebody who came with me *stumbles around, pointing at a group of people*
Debent: *Hastily grabs the mans arm, and escorts him back to his group* You should probably take care of this one, he’s had a bit too much to drink.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. *Debent notices the beautiful, intricate necklace, and takes special heed to the precious gemstones interweaved into the gold lattice.*
Debent: Excuse me, ma’am, sapphire?
Woman: Pardon?
Debent: The center jewel, it’s sapphire correct? Woman: Oh, why yes, quite keen of you. Debent: I’ve seen quite a few before, raw of course, but it looks quite lovely. Woman: Ah thank you - I was in a bit of a rush, however; I must be going now.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? I have one: You know what we say in the club?
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
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Posts:
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Minecraft:
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Accepted:
Baeshra - In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food." This made me laugh. I'd say welcome to the server, but...y'know. Owner. Already been on. Words and such.
Jidek - *gives him a thumbs up* Welcome back, o legen-wait for it-dary admin, and thank you for making those changes. Perhaps now slaaoo will need to find something else to talk about other than you.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Taylor has always wanted to be a priest. To apply at the academy. Since she was 10 really. The thought of assisting other people when they were hurt intrigued her, she loved it. Her mother always helped people, when they were hurt in the Capital. Broken bones, illness, anything, she would ALWAYS be there to help her mother. Her father was a laborer and he mined, cut down trees, building, things like that. That is her current profession, collecting resources and selling them for profit. She wants to apply at the Academy, and soon though. Taylor also likes to explore, she explored mining island, and delved too deep, discovering the horrors within. The hidden creatures in the shade of the island. She got shot in the arm, and it is physically weaker now. The thing that shot her, it was bony. Skeletal like, something from a myth. She has nightmares even still, caused by these undying creatures.
Anyhow, when she was 12, she got to try helping someone by herself, with her mothers supervision of course. She succeeded, it was nothing but a mere scrape, but for those you still need to follow procedure, and use the correct herbs and such. Her mother was very proud of her. The next procedure she attempted, was a hairline fracture, she tried this when she was 14. It was in the arm, and she did not do it so well. Her mother had to jump in and finish it, hence why she wants to become a priest, to be able to help others. She wanted to learn more, wanted to learn how to heal people properly, whether it be with a staff, or by hand. She LOVED helping people, it was a passion, a hobby. She just wanted to help everyone, whether it be someone who need food and was living on the street, or whether it was a young child, who could not find their mother. When she turned 15, she started her job as a laborer. She started to save up money for her own house for when she turned 18, in a few years. She has saved up a lot, and it took Taylor a long time to do so, but she did it. She saved up enough to buy a house of her own, not in the slums, but a more expensive, but not so roomy house, in the main district of the Capital.
When she turned 20, she ventured into the woods past the slums to get some lumber, she came upon the ruins, the things she has been warned numerous times to stay away from. Sometimes by guards, sometimes by the Knights. The Knights wanted to dig it up, to see what was causing the aura of evilness to distinctly waft out of it. It attracted many things, many monsters, but the main one was the evil creature of the void. The one that was very tall, and towered over all humans. The one that had purple eyes. It was frightening it was, and she was attacked by one, she stays out of those woods now, fearing being assaulted by one again. That leads her up to this day, to this morning, where she is just getting out of bed, listening to the birds chirping outside, and hearing the soothing noise of the wind blowing by. The patter of the rain on her rooftop, sounding much like a melody or tune, and not so much like the water that falls from the clouds, but today would be the day, she tried to enrole into the academy.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Taylor's goal is to become a priest. She loves helping people, and she loves it a lot. (Read bio for more) She will help anything or anyone she comes across, if they or it need it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): She is a very kind, loving woman. She isn't too strong, but strong enough to fend for herself. Unless up against the brutes that are the guards of the city, or the strong knights. She is also very religious, believing in the god Aneria, and praying to the god every day.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Her left arm does not do an efficient job at things, as it was wounded by an arrow from a skeleton when she was 21. She is very easily manipulated, and believes in more of the Capital like things, then what the majority of the Knights believe in, which is the citizens and not the chancellory.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): NOPE.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl: "Get your hands off of her you freaks." I said. "Or else what?" One of the man says, snickering. "Or else- I'll, I'll go get the guards." The two men turn and face me, their attention now drawn to me. I draw my knife. "I won't hesitate to hurt you." I yell. Trying to intimidate them. "Oh, really?" The man on the left says as he continues forward. I start swinging my dagger, trying to keep them at bay, when I turn around, and begin to run. I run fast, yelling for help, and the guards eventually come to me, but my pursuers are gone, and I am safe. They couldn't catch me because I am a lot smaller and faster than them, but I almost stumbled, something I would need to be wary of in the future.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded: "I've been to the mining island, that place is no near as bad as bloodstone, and look what happened to me." I show the man the scar on my left arm. "Oh, dear, I apologize for bothering you." The man says. "On second though, what would the reward be?" I say. The man doesn't respond, because he was too busy paying attention to another man he had asked, so I turn and walk away.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food: I beckon to him to follow me, and he gets up and walks with me. "I can get you some bread, but I only have a few coins on me." I tell him. "Well, Aneria bless you." The man says. "As with you." I reply. We walk to the market and talk to the Vendor. "Hello, can I get one loaf of bread?" I ask. "One gold coin, please." The vendor says, and I hand it over. I give the loaf of bread to the poor fellow, and walk out.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother: I whisper to my mother. "He's drunk, maybe we should leave." My mother agrees to that, and we exit the tavern, but the pesky fellow follows us out, stumbling all over the street. "Can you get lost?" I ask. "Go home." I mutter. He laughs and calls us numerous names, I roll my eyes, grab my mothers hand, and take her home.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears: I think to myself "That is a beautiful necklace, and I could make good money if I sold it." But then I remember, Aneria would not approve of this, and I continue walking home, proud of the good resources I collected at the mines today. I continue home, satisfied that I did not take the necklace, and of my loot.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
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Posts:
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Minecraft:
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Deferred indefinitely:
d/cgallant - As has been discussed, second characters are not allowed unless explicit permission has been given, which you have not. If you wish to keep this app until your current character is killed, I'd be happy to look at it at that time. Thank you for being so cooperative and understanding!
IGN: Freddiedie1
Real-Life Age: 15
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, freddie-771
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: The act of forcing RP onto other players without giving them the chance to respond with their own RP
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using out of game knowledge to aid your in-game player. Such as knowing potion recipes without being told them first.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The act of playing as a player in a fantasy world.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If it is agreed upon by both players in RP
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When I put the text in (), and I should not do it very often. And the OOC chat.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: People who have trained to use them.
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen is a group of nomads who were separated from the common humans when their islands separated. However their Island is now heading to the common people's island, and it is causing problems among the Fallen.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group who protected the Chancellory. Now just a fraction of their former glory.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is a mystical object that runs below every island, and catches players if they fall returning them to the closest island, but unless the players have 3 levels, their items will be lost. The Essence is used mainly to let players keep their items when they fall in the net. It can be stored in Emeralds.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have played on a few roleplaying servers, but this will be my biggest one yet.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I have forgotten the names, I played them about 6 months ago, and since then I've just been playing normal Vanilla. Most of the players weren't very into the RP.
Character Information
Name: Fred W.
Age: 17
Class: Ranger
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: The Medori
Physical description: Fred is a tall (6,0) well built man. When he is not hunting, he is doing hard labor so he is in very good shape. He has green eyes, and short brown hair. He is never seen without his bow.
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Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
I was a born hunter. I never took much liking to my parents or brother. They were all very anti-violence and big Chancellory fans. Instead, I was raised by my uncle. He was a hunter. He taught me how to use the bow. He taught me how to hunt. He taught me how to be a man. My uncle told me how he had met a man from the Chancellory. The man had many problems with the Chancellory, and he told my Uncle all of his problems, which my Uncle then relayed onto me. The fact that the Chancellory was killing and jailing innocent men. The Guards abusing their power. The officials taking bribes. No loyalty. None of those Chancellory pathetic excuses of men should have the thought that they are the best out there. Just wait. My Uncle told me his ideas of how he was going to take down the Chancellory. He would go in and pretend to be a normal man from the Chancellory. He would gain the people's trust, and once he had it, he would start injecting the truth about the Chancellory. He would then lead a revolt against the Chancellory, and once he had the power, he would reveal his true self. The fact that he was a Medori. Although the initial reaction would be negative, and maybe he would even be killed, the people would know. The people would know that although they can pretend they are the strongest, most intelligent people out there, they will know that they were taken down by somebody else. They will know they are not the best.
At least, that's what my Uncle wanted to do. My uncle is thirty years older than myself. He says he is too old to do what he wished. People would suspect an old man more than a young boy.
One night I was out hunting. I sat on top of a tree, waiting for the deer to run by. I saw, I shot. It was a very fluid motion. I climbed down the tree and started cutting the deer open, skinning it and taking the meat. I then put it in my cloth container, and slung it over my back. I found a new tree and climbed up it. I pulled the string of my bow back as I listened for the next deer. I knew I was the best at hunting. Nobody was as quick, as fluid, as accurate as I. My skills with a bow should be used for something more important than killing dumb animals such as deer. I let go of the string and my arrow hits the deer right in front of his left ear. I should fight. Now my Uncle has taken me to Bloodstone on quite a few occasions. Those creatures were easy for me. I can take them out. All you need to know is how they act, and how to shoot. If you know those two things, only a fool will have difficulty surviving. I should go to the Chancellory. I could make an easy living there hunting, and I could live out my Uncle's dreams. I could be the one. I could be the one to take down the Chancellory. I could be the one to get rid of their arrogance. I pull the arrow out of the dear, wipe it off on the deer's fur, before putting it back in my quiver. From this moment on, I knew what I was going to do with my life.
I am quite liked among the kids. Most girls are impressed by my bow skills, as are most boys. But one girl sticks out among the rest. Katie. She would go hunting with me sometimes. My family isn't very wealthy, but her family was. On Dimoer Day, Katie came up to me and gave me a bow. I was flustered. I had nothing for her, and this bow was the finest bow I had ever seen. It was wrapped in a skin of an animal I had never even heard of, and it was so soft. The string was the perfectly tight, while still being loose. I decided to take her hunting with me the first time I used it. It was that night I told her that I love her, and she returned the favor. The next day I walked up to my friends, and she quickly snatched me away before anyone had noticed me. She told me to keep our love secret. She then gave me a quick kiss and left. This is crap. She's obviously embarrassed that I'm not rich, and she doesn't want the rich people finding out. Although I am popular among the people, the rich still think they're better than me. They separate themselves and think of themselves as more intelligent than the rest. They're almost as bad as the chancellory.
Well now that I know Katie doesn't want to be with me, and I know that I can handle any of the Chancellory's guards with my skills, there is nothing stopping me from leaving. My parents and brother wouldn't even know that I left, and my Uncle would understand. He'd be mad at first, I'm sure. But eventually he'd realize that I did this for him, and that I am doing this for the good of man-kind.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To take down the Chancellory.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
He is a very athletic boy due to his hunting. As he was trained to be a hunter since he was six years old, his eyes and hearing are trained well. His bow skills are matched by no other. He is very agile and can move quietly and quickly, and he has very high endurance and can run for long distances.
Fred was always liked by his community. Probably because of his natural leadership qualities, but he is also a very good speaker. He often barters with shopkeepers successfully, and makes friends wherever he goes.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Fred gets thirsty and hungry very often. He is constantly eating and drinking, and he will always have food with him to counter this. He also cannot jump like the average man. When he is tired, he gets a twitch. This means losing his precise aim, and also losing his quietness when trying to be sneaky.
He is beginning to get cocky. He expects people to like him. He also sticks up for his friends too much and ends up getting himself in trouble. He will take things people say and turn them into insults against his friends and stands up for them. He is usually surrounded by people who like him, so everyone takes his side. But the few occasions he's around a crowd of people who are not big fans of him, he is often hated even more. He is also not very good at taking orders and listening to authority.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
I quickly and smoothly take my bow from my back without stopping. As I walk by, I shoot both of the guards in quick succession. The more guards I take down the better. I quickly and quietly move away. I know the girl would be grateful, but she may be overwhelmed by the death of the two men. So I think it's best if I don't want and talk to her, especially as if I wait around, I may get picked up by some of the other pathetic guards. I can't afford to be known as the guard-killer. I'm trying to fit in.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
I would go without a second thought. Those monsters are pathetic. Plus, this is an excuse to get my bow out, and I am being rewarded for it. If I'm rewarded for using my bow, that is a good day.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*throws a piece of food at the poor man* It's his own stupidity that led the man here, but I can not walk away and let a man to starve. What if it was my Uncle? What if something happened to my Uncle, and he needed food, and somebody just walked by? No, that wouldn't happen. My uncle isn't an idiot. But still, I could not let a man starve.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother
"Would you like to take this outside?" Following a quick fight, my friends would surround me and ask why would I fight? I don't like my mother, why would I be offended? Well I fight for two reasons. One, honor. I will protect my own, even if I am not fond of them. My friends and my family will be protected by me. Protected from insults, and protected from the Chancellory. The second reason, that stupid buffoon was trying to insult me. Although he failed, I know what the man was trying to achieve. So why would I wait for the man to think of an actual insult, when I could deal with him then and there? There's no time to waste, life is short.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
No
Other notes:
Real-Life Age:14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):morrefacil
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:Forcing other character to react in an certain way to your actions without their agreement
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:It`s basically knowledge cheating, you know something that your character don`t know and use it to your character advantage.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:Interpreting a character, like theater
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:No.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:With () or in the chat OCOCOCOCO something
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?:Characters that studied primary degree and chose magery as the second degree
Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts.
When and how did our current government come to be?:Monarchy,just dictate with other name and instead of dictators there are Chancellors
Who are the Order of Aradin?:It`s like an army/special force that protects the chancellery
What are the Net and Essence?
Net=Protects characters from falling from the islands,saves intems for 3xp levels
Essence=Xp levels,used most for saving intems
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:I already played on an RP server,and i played Roleplaying games too(not eletronic)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:The server closed.Then opened again, but it was an pvp server with classes D:
Character Information
Name:Yurnero(totaly ripped of from dota.)
Age:31
Class:Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?:Medori
Physical description:Yurnero is an strong and agile man,wearing a misterious mask that he refuses to remove
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
(PS:A small part was ripped off from dota2,don`t worry, most of it is original.)
Far to the west,a small island,called by his inhabitants as the Isle of masks, not everyone on the island uses masks,only a small portion,they are called Juggernauts,beign a juggernaut turned into a family business, inherited from father to son, Juggernauts faces never shall be seen, the ones who seen a juggernaut face deserved a slow and painful death, most of the juggernauts never seen his own face,using a small mask when babies, and when they reach twenty years, they need to pass a test, in a arena, eight warriors fight to the death, seeking for an juggernaut title, eight enters, one leaves, all young warriors with masks, Yurnero was born as a *******, from the Swords Clan, the only clan using swords, other juggernauts, with hammers,axes and maces, giant mans, the swords clan was the only one who wears no chest armor, prioritizing agility, there are only two juggernauts from swords clan, the clan was a joke on the island, Yurnero was raised as a Juggernaut, he had a older brother, Sven, Sven was always better than Yurnero in everything, Sven was faster, stronger and wiser, when Sven gone to the Arena, he had a slow and painful death, following by jokes about Swords clan, next year, was Yurnero`s turn to face(got the joke?they use masks) another seven warriors, the other warriors, in the backstage of the arena, ridiculed Yurnero, for beign an ******* from a poor clan, "Haha,they sent a ******* to fight us?", on the arena, the other warriors don`t even cared about Yurnero, facing the big opponents with giant axes an maces, when the fight started, the crowd could not see nothing,there was a giant dust barrier and with shouts,slashes and hits, when the dust barrier gone down, the only one standing was Yurnero,now, Yurnero, the Juggernaut, he served Lord Timme,for ten years, when, he discovered Lord Timme was an corrupted and coward, won the arena fight with an backstab in his friend, Yurnero never saw Timme in the front of the battle, but he didn`t cared about it when Lord Timme murdered yurnero`s father,an old juggernaut for telling the truth taken by fury, challenged Timme to a Fight, before the fight started, yurnero got wounded in the chest by the preparation team and he was throw in the arena with an wounded chest, Timme didn`t noticed that the fury of Yurnero was ignoring the wound, in one second, Timme was there, one second later, just an bunch of meat,blood and bones, after a week,Yurnero was expelled from his home, his wife and his clan, for murdering Lord Timme, that saved his life, taking a last look at home, the city was taken by flames and monsters, on the next day, nothing was left, Yurnero survived a week on the small island where he was, and an Airship found him, he never seen an airship before, with gestures the Captain convinced Yurnero to join his crew, in a month Yurnero was already getting used to the language, his buccaneer life ended when he got attacked by an Royal Ship, he passed out when an giant fragment of wood hit his head,and on the next day, Yurnero was on the wilderness, now, he was not Yurnero anymore, but , the Last Juggernaut.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):After his home,and his new friends dead, Yurnero seeks a motivation to his life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):He is agile and strong, knows how to survive in the wilderness
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):The mask(difficult social interactions) and his low knowledge about cities and his people,and politics
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):No!
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Yurnero looks at the armoured man an the young girl yelling for help, and thinks,"Hunf,and these people still call me barbarian".He draw his sword and run in direction of the firs man, decapitates the first man, the second quickly turns to attack, yurnero manages to dodge two attacks, the third catches on his bracer,making his arm bleed,an the fourth was parried following by a hit on the knee and with the second man purged, a last blow on his neck,the girl offer to fix his arm,but yurnero refuses,she asks his name,"call me...the Juggernaut.",Yurnero nods his head and quickly pass through the crowd watching the fight, and keep walking on the streets of the capitol
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"I`m not an mercenary..."Yurnero looks at the man and turn to the woods keeps wandering looking for something to hunt
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Yurnero ignores the man,with no money to give,keeps walking
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Yurnero remember his home, his father and his mother, he turns into the man, and crush him in the wall of the tavern,the music stops, in a few minutes, the face of the man was covered by blood, unrecognizable, and he leaves the tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Yurnero nods the head to the woman, but the women try to not look at him, and ignores him,thinking he was some kind of barbarian, yurnero looks down and keep walking on the streets.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Nah,it`s fine
No,wait,you guys should make some kind of guide to roleplaying,to new people,you know,with the simbols stuff...
Other notes:
None
IGN: Ashur_Ward
Real-Life Age:14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Nope sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: It is when a character does an action which is impossible or it is when a player forces an action.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using 00C information for IC
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: A player takes acts as a character
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one can.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You an only do that if the player allows himself, or there is no chance for them to be alive
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC chat
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: You can only learn magic if you went to the academy.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen are individuals who have been separated from other humans because of the Islands
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 A.R. a three branched system was made by the Chancellor after the former Monarchy
Who are the Order of Aradin?: This order protects the Chancellery. They are not what they used to be back then.
What are the Net and Essence?
The net is a barrier that catches people who fall. Instead of falling for a long time the net transports you back to a nearby island.
The Essence is energy that can be acquired by defeating monsters, mining ores, cooking food, etc.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
None this is my first
Character Information
Name: Elijah Tommen
Age: 39
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Brown eyes, scruffy beard, brown hair, quite buff, wears blacksmith clothing
Screen capture of your skin: http://cdn2.planetminecraft.com/files/resource_media/preview/myskinbytomanydimonds_minecraft_skin-4852917.jpg
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Elijah Tommen lived with his family in an island not far from the capital. The island is quite large with a forge for his father to work, the house where everyone lived, a tree for shade, and a small pond. His father, Fredrick Tommen was a blacksmith and his mother Ilene Tommen, was a housekeeper. He was an only child in his family so he was treated well and was taught simple things like reading and writing he was. Elijah never went to school so he never made friends but he would always find good company with his parents.
When Elijah was 15 his father taught him the simple things in being a black smith like cooling the metal, shaping the weapons, and also the different kinds of weapons he could craft. Eventually when Elijah was 20 his father had taught him everything he knew about blacksmithing and fighting. No Elijah was skilled in being a blacksmith and he had mastered how to use his sword, which his father crafted when he was 18, a gift for his birthday.
Years passed and Elijah’s mother past away from a stroke when he was 32 leaving the house with 2 people left, Elijah and his father.
After his mom died things were duller, his father wasn’t as energetic as he used to be, he didn’t make as much weapons, and the house was starting to look lonely.
3 years later his father gave the shop to Elijah so that he could keep the shop going. On that same year Elijah’s father died because of old age.
5 years after the death of his father Elijah now was 37, he noticed that the blacksmithing business wasn’t taking off like it used to. So he packed up his things closed the doors of the shop, and brought his valuables with him and finally took an airship off his lonely island and journey to go around the world to experience what the real world is like.
As he was riding the airship to the capital Elijah was thinking of what he would learn, he heard of something called “sorcery”. He was thinking about building his house in the capital with his own airship, maybe join the knights, or become a builder, or an alchemist. Whatever was out there he would want to try it. Now he could make friends on his journey to a more interesting life.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Elijah’s main goal is to travel around the world and experience what his parents couldn’t.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Elijah is a bit muscular making labor easier. He is good with his great sword and knows a thing or 2 about the weapons he made in the forge, He is not the kind of person who will give up and he likes a challenge
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): He is quite slow because of his size, he gets excited easily, he dislikes small weapons, and he gets distracted at times.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Nope
In Character Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl.
‘taps the shoulder of one of the men’ Wha-- , was the only thing he managed to say before I punched his face. As he falls to the ground, I begin to draw my sword. His lackey helps him up and they draw their swords. One of them charges me but he goes to fast and I move slightly to my left, and trip him with my foot. He falls to the ground but now the second one rushed to my blind side, I charged him and tackle him down. ‘Sigh’ “I didn’t get to use my sword”, I say and before I knew it the two men were back up, and running with their tails between their legs.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Elijah: “Its not worth my time sorry.”
Stranger: “ I am willing to pay more.”
Elijah: “Though I love challenge I don’t like death, so I think you should bring your business somewhere else.”
‘Elijah walks away from the man.’
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Elijah walks to the nearest shop, buys some bread. He walks to the old man and says, “Here you need this more than I do”. He kneels down and gives the loaf of bread to the man then turns his back and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
It was obvious that the man was drunk so Elijah sits and continues drinking. The drunk man seeing that Elijah didn’t give a crap about what he said he looked for another person to insult.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Elijah looks at the necklace thinking, “Maybe after all of this I can try making jewelry, for all I know it might be like blacksmithing….” He chuckles thinking it would be peculiar for a man of his stature to craft things like that. Elijah looking at the necklace one more time then turns his back and continues in his journey.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None
Other notes: None
Out of Character Information
IGN: baeshra
Real-Life Age: 14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, baeshra.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I agree to abide by the rules and decisions made by staff.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is forcing an action upon another player without giving them a chance to RP or refute it. Example: I chop her head off instead of I swing my sword at her head.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using OOC knowledge that your IC character wouldn't know to further your IC character in any way.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is the act of taking on another persona and acting as if you were them.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You can only cause a death of another player if they agree.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When using (())
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only Priests and those with a Magery Degree
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen or Medori are another nationality of human that has been secluded from the Chancellory. They are also known as "gypsies".
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R, following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin was created in 170 A.R. to protect the Chancellory. It has recently fallen into disarray.
What are the Net and Essence? Essence is essentially XP. It is used to aid the Net when you fall. The Net catches players who fall off islands, without xp, all items are lost. If players have 3 levels or more, their items are saved and 3 levels are taken.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've played a deal of Dnd as well as other RP servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've played on Silver Age, Book of Halegron, and Shrines of the Ancients. Silver Age ended at the apocolypse and morphed into BoH. BoH ended due to a fatal server issue and Gamer's stepping down. SotA ended due to the darkness that the server enviroment had morphed into and the want of both Server Owners to try their hands at another server.
Character Information
Name: Arkacesis
Age: 28
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description: Ark is a somewhat weak man with an affinity for crafting. Luckily, crafting is no all brute strength, but precision and knowledge. He has bright green eyes complimented by his goggles. He wears an aviator suit, despite the fact that he is not technically an aviator. In comparison to most others, he is rather skinny. His hands are deeply callused from his crafting work.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Ark grew up in a small room on the top floor of the Factory. His dad, Arthur, ran the factory at the time while his mom, Lea, worked as a seamstress, working the sail machines. He lived a simple life. Arkacesis never attended public schools or the Academy as Lea had convinced Arthur to let her home-school him. He lived a somewhat sheltered life, he had few friends, and those that he did have left to pursue life goals; trying to find that last lapis lazuli pocket or exploring the reaches in a new airship. His friends didn't last. Living as an only child didn’t help his self-esteem too much. When he was in the city, he was made fun of, when he was at home, he was forced to do “school work”. Depression began to creep up out of the darkness and consume him. He kept his woes from his family for fear of punishment and trudged on through his miserable life.
As Ark began to grow older, Arthur thrust more and more responsibility upon him. At the age of 10, he began helping his father with ship repairs. The ship designs at the time were lethargic and fragile, any infrastructure damage could cause life failure and therefore death. The job was stressful, very stressful. Arthur would never let a ship out of the shop without a thorough inspection, and whenever he found an inconsistency he found some reason to blame Arkacesis for it. At the age of 14, his parents deemed it allowable for Ark to travel alone. He took every possible opportunity to leave his home and family in favor of a religious life.
His parents had always neglected to teach him about religion. Living a secluded, life, he knew little about it. On one of his longer "excursions" away from home, he ran into the Cathedral by Brightwater. Enlightened by the kind Priest who met his questions with deep and anwering words, he wondered what was wrong with his own parents. Why had they never shown him the path to light? Had they hated him? Another question arose: Did they not teach him the ways because they themselves did not believe them, or because they wanted him to be sent to hell? Either way, his parents were monsters.
Over the following years Ark found more and more time to spend at the Monestary. He sucked in the knowledge, hoping that this "Path to Light" might help pull him out of the darkness then encircled his inner most thoughts. Indeed, over time, the darkness lifted. Ark had finally found a way to life that made everything make sense, he was whole and right. His parents were incomplete, misguided invidiuals. The church was his home now. Arthur still demanded that he do his work at home, but Ark always managed to find a way out of it. Life was good. UNTIL THE FIRE NATION ATTACKED
At the age of 18, his father died. Arthur was only 48 at the time, sadly age doesn't have much to do with a faulty harness. He fell off the bottom of the airship, had he been over the net, he would have been safe, but the ship was over land. He plummeted into the trees below, his body found mangled in the branches below, leaves stained red with hate. Now that Arthur was gone, the family factory was left to him. Though the art of crafting had long since slipped from Ark’s fingers, he still had hope in his heart Lea could be saved from the darkness that he himself had been entrapped in. Taking up the reigns in the factory, Ark learned how to work. Without Arthur’s influence on Lea, she herself became a much kinder person. Lea confided in Ark, just as Ark confided in her. Lea began to understand her son, and see what Arthur had done to the family. Ark continued to try to pull his mother to the light, but she just held on harder to the dark.
Ark turned his mind to technology. Religion had given him a thirst to learn. He began to invent. He toyed with wiring, machinery, steam, gears, cogs, and more. He soon became known for his inventions. By the age of 27 he had invented the first ever steam engine; richer than ever, he continued his life in relative luxury. Several months after his greatest invention, his mother passed. It was inevitable, not even healing magic could save her. Ark attributed it to her lack of faith in the God, and moved on.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Ark has little physical strength, though this physical strength is replaced with a strength of mind and heart. He is very kind to most and is always willing to help.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Ark quickly cracks under any amount of pressure due to his rough childhood.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No prior linkings, all connections were done IC.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Thinking to himself, Ark quickly realizes he can do little to help the girl. He shouts at the two men and begins to run. The two armed men begin to pursue at a lessened speed, due to their armor. Ark begins to slow his pace so that the men do not lose sight of him. Walking calmly into the guard house, Ark report the men who enter behind me, yelling.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Ark simply refuses. He has other work to do, and has no interest in working for strange men. Nothing good could have come from the deal.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Ark sits down next to the man and passes him a large chunk of hard tack. After letting him eat and drink, Ark begins to inquire about the mans life and the circumstances and events that led to his homelessness.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Ark approaches the women and politley ask her where she got it. After waiting for her reply, he inquires if he may purchase it from her. Seeing as the women looks pregnant, Ark pays a bit extra, hoping that her family goes well.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? What is the tech timeline like? I can't seem to find any info about it.
Other notes: Do you know what they say in the club? I'm not quite sure...
IGN: Jidek (hehe hey guys :D)
Real-Life Age: 18
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): aquafina73
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the actions of one character take control of the scenario such that other character's input is useless.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Utilizing information known from an out of context perspective, that otherwise would not be known within context, within the RP.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The process of assuming a role and acting out the character's actions within that role.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You may only cause the death of another character with mutual consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You may speak out of character so long as you keep it to a minimum and the messages are enclosed in parentheses.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and Priests may use magic.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, also known as the Medori, are a reclusive, pacifist, and patriarchal group of humans. Their culture revolves around superstition and storytelling; knowledge and culture is propagated this way. Their island(s?) are coming closer to those of the rest of humanity, so there'll probably conflict there.
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellery was established on 169 A.R., after the defeat of the previous ruling faction, the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin (heh Aradin) are a group charged with protecting the Chancellery. As of late they are a shell of what they once were - without much purpose
What are the Net and Essence? So Welknair went underneath all of the islands with a big ol' circus net and strung it up so we don't fall and get boo boos
But actually: The Net is a barrier that returns individuals to the islands should they fall. It only returns biological matter, but for a price (in essence), one's possessions can be saved. Essence is an energy acquired through the performance of various activities. Its primary use is for saving items upon falling, and for charging emeralds for trade.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients, BoH as you know died, and I had to leave SotA due to school.
Character Information
Name: Debent Thetri
Age: 32
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Lean, slightly muscled figure. Approximately 5 foot 11 inches tall, with black, unkempt hair and bright brown eyes. Scars appear intermittently along his forearms from years of hard labor. He walks with a barely noticeable hobble due to the wooden prosthetic foot attached to what used to be his ankle.
Screen capture of your skin: http://i.imgur.com/Jjn5GJG.jpg
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Debent grew up on a farm with his father, Alistair, and his brother Idius. Always a cheerful, dutiful son, Debent would learn from and follow his father; he would take on various farm duties throughout the years. He became quite skilled with tending to crops, livestock, and groves of trees. He could accurately read crop growth and this skill undoubtedly assisted in crop yield. As the years progressed, he became increasingly infatuated and skilled in farming - however, his brother Idius did not. While Debent focused on production, Idius decided to learn how to process goods. Idius spent increasing amounts of time at the furnace or crafting table, and would often time process the raw materials that Debent produced.
While in season, Debent was certainly sufficiently occupied - harvesting was tedious work, after all. However, in between crop rotations, Debent found himself without much to do, and, growing up as a child, this often leads to mischievous pursuits. Debent noticed a small patch in a cliffside near the farm one day, and decided to explore. He knew of his fathers old pickaxed used for clearing minor rock clusters in fields, and promptly brought it along, with lamp in hand. He found the tunnel fascinating; the cool subterranean air, sporadic ore deposits, and mineral growths all were quite engaging. Upon leaving the cave, he found a small nook, and decided to store some food items and resources for later excursions. A few days later he returned, to find everything in near perfect condition. A thought struck him: the controlled climate of the cave, and it’s proximity to the farm, could possibly be used as another means of food storage. Since then, he made many small food caches within this small cave, and has been stockpiling his wares ever since.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Farming and exploring tunnels and caves.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Has a very calm attitude, is physically strong in spite of his disability, and is a good farmer.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Cannot run very well, and walks with a slight hobble due to his prosthetic foot.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Idius Thetri (Binaryempire)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Not being one for trouble, but still being concerned for her well being, Debent cautiously approaches the situation.
Debent: Excuse me, what is the reasoning for this altercation?
Guard: This is none of your business, we have our reasons and they are our own.
Debent: Very well then *eyes the girl and the guards suspiciously, but walks away to his own business to avoid a confrontation*.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Debent: *Stares at the shifty man* I’m sorry - that sounds at best quite suspicious, and at worst deadly. If you’ll excuse me *walks away*.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Beggar: Please sir, could you spare a parcel of food?
Debent: I have plenty of food in reserve, come with me
*They walk to the farm, and Debent presents some root vegetables and grain*
Beggar: Oh thank you!
Debent: Don’t mention it - if you ever need more I have plenty, don’t be a stranger.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*Looks over at the source of the insults, and sees a visibly drunk man.*
Debent: You look terribly inebriated, need some food? It’ll help you cope somewhat *offers some bread*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Debent notices the beautiful, intricate necklace, and takes special heed to the precious gemstones interweaved into the gold lattice. However, he simply looks, nothing more, and continues on his way.*.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? I have one: You know what we say in the club?
ay bae bae
Other notes:
IGN: Tenadwen
Real-Life Age: 22
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Already in the skype room.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Forcing or ignoring Roleplay, or Roleplaying out somethin impossible or working to avoid the consequences of someone else's actions to you in roleplay.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC information and any information your character has no means to know in an IC situation.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Taking on the persona of a character you created, and acting out stories through their eyes.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No One.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When their Player agrees to a death, or a situation where death is not avoidable.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In the OOC chat, or in some occasions within the ((OOC Brackets))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes, I have. I do agree.
Who is allowed to use magic?: One who has studied at the acadamy long enough to be deemed worthy of Magic.
Who are the Fallen?: Fallen, Medori, are an old and supersticious race that avoid conflict. A very traditional, almost primal in appearnce, race. They are close knit, enjoy storytelling, and are more magically adept than normal humans. Seperated, as well, from the humans during the Rising.
When and how did our current government come to be?: 169AR. during the rebellion that stopped the Linyera Dynasty.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: Guardians of the Chancellory.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is a barrier which protects those who falls from the island. Essence is what gaurentees their items' safety should they fall.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have been roleplaying for years.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Former moderator of Spirits of the Oasis, current member of the Kingdoms of Terra.
Character Information
Name: Tenadwen Sutcliff
Age: 16
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizens of the Chancellory
Physical description: Tall for his age, short brown hair and a layer of whiskers for a goatee. He is not strong, built for speed and dexterity, and athletic build at best. Blue eyes, and usually with a layer of dirt on his clothing. Wears a long leather cloak over Linen shirt and pants.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Before the incident, he was a carpenter's apprentice. He loved fletching, and creating art. It was his passion, the visual beauties being the best to him. He would spend nights working on both painting and wooden scultpures alike. This made him a bit of a shut-in, however. He was too shy for his own good, hiding within his home. His parents feared for him, but did not want to guide him.
One night, he went to head to his parent's shop to work on some repairs. His parents had stayed in late, working on furniture to sell the next day while he would be mending the walls. He entered, finding his parents being assaulted by thugs. He was grabbed, thrown into the mix, and being knocked senseless. Passing out, his body coated in wounds. He was dumped on the street, the thugs making sure he was far away from his own home, and leaving him alone with his injuries.
Waking up, lost and confused he wandered about aimlesly. His memory was gone, taken during the night from the beating he was given. The boy, not even an adult yet, found himself sitting alone on the street, a storm beating down. It was then, a young girl offered him bread. They sat, and spoke, while Kayla did little things to cover the few bleeding wounds he had, taking care of him because she knew the pain he suffered. He, without name, or purpose, was given his identity from her. She named him Tenadwen Sutcliff, the name being completely random , but it stuck with him. When the rain stopped, the two parted ways.
He had no luck remembering who he was, people more or less obvlivious to who he was as he never left his parents home. The despair took over, when he saw his new friend being chewed out by a larger male for an unknown reason. Tenadwen came to her rescue, causing a distraction to let them flee the scene. Their bond, as two children who were alone in the world, being what kept them together from this point on.
The two grew closeas they travelled with each other. He became her older brother of sorts, her guardian. The few months they travel together being filled with him protecting her from the dangers she caused herself, and him trying to find out who he was. Becoming something of a would-be thief when he had to, and doing odd jobs so he could feed himself and Kayla.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Protecting Kayla, remembering who he is.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): From his time as a craftsman, he is very perceptive, noting fine details. He also is rather reflexive, always having been a flincher when it came to fast actions its led to him being wuick to dodge. Otherwise, he has a very warm, accepting personality.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Amnesia, so no idea who he is. Physically weaker, with a non-crippling fear of storms. Reliant on Kayla for emotional support.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Yes, Kayla Michaelis. Agreed upon over skype.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Tenadwen looks around, observing the people around him. No one seems to be helping the young girl. Tenadwen swipes up a rock from the ground, hoping he won't regret this decision. He slowly brings his arm back, then pelts the rock at one of the men's armour; the impact making a clanging noise. "Hey!" Tenadwen calls out, almost sounding like he was challenging them. They turn around, seeming annoyed.
"What do ye' want from us, boy?" One of them growls. "For you to get away from that girl!" He replies, picking up another pebble and pelting it at them. "Stop that, you little...!" The other roars before noticing that guards were running around the corner. With relief, Tenadwen sighs as the guards are arrested.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Tenadwen thinks for a moment. He then looks over at his sister, Kayla, who was playing around with her goggles. "Is it dangerous?" Tenadwen asks, looking at the man with a serious face. The man chuckles. "Quite dangerous." Tenadwen grits his teeth. "But a great reward." The man pulls out a small sack of gold. "I'll give you more, also." Tenadwen is tempted at first, but he thinks about it again. "No thank you. I have a little sister I need to take care of; I don't want to risk it." He says slowly. "Suit yourself." The man says with a chuckle. Tenadwen smiles slightly as the man walks away. Turning to Kayla, his smile grows larger. "Hey Kayla, lets go grab some grub." He says, holding up the new sack of money he just recieved.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Tenadwen stops and stares at the old man for a moment, a feeling of pity coming to him. "Please! Just a crumb! I haven't ate in a weak!" The old man cries out. Kayla crosses her arm, walking away. At the same time, she slips Tenadwen a fourth of the bread they had. "Here." Tenadwen says with a smile, handing the man the bread. The old man quickly takes the bread, and takes a bite out of it. "Oh! Bless your souls!" The old man cries with joy. Feeling good with himself, Tenadwen turns and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Tenadwen sets down the water he was drinking. "I don't know my own mother. Nor do you. You don't even know me. So stop being stupid, and leave me alone." Tenadwen says to him, standing up and leaving the tavern.As he walks away from the tavern, he lowers his head, feeling a small stab of pain.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Tenadwen watches the girl walk past him. A gift for Kayla, would be good. Tenadwen thinks again. "Kayla never liked jewelry..." Tenadwen quietly says. He ponders whether he should take it to sell, give it to Kayla, or just let it go. After deciding what he'll do, which was to steal and sell it, the girl was already gone. Disappointed, Tenadwen slouches and walks back slowly to Kayla.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None whatsoever.
Other notes: Apologies if this is not the best, I was doing the best I could to make a biography for amnesia, and I am also in the lack of sleep
Ashur_Ward - Not much to say; a decent app. Welcome to the server!
Tenadwen - Good...good. You learn well, young Skywalker. Welcome!
Deferred:
mpme1509 - Pretty good, just one big thing I need you to fix; your weaknesses. You appear to have none. This character appears to be OP at its core, and a few legitimate weaknesses (rather than normal social and physical flaws associated with regular human beings) are the only things lacking from this app. Good luck!
Freddiedie1 - Okay, lots to say. First, while it's not a deal-breaker, we prefer the biography and ICRs be written in a 3rd person perspective; it CAN be done well, but 90% of the time, it just doesn't flow well. Second, your character wouldn't know anything of the Chancellery before the islands hit (which was a few days ago in-character), and so he'd not know of them early in his life. Also, there is no real "wealthy" class in the Medori; they're a mostly equal (save for one or two leaders) and nomadic culture. Lastly, you missed an ICR, the last one. Thank you, and good luck in reapplying.
Jidek - Not sure if this is grounds for lynching, but I have to defer you. It's a good start, but the app overall needs a bit more fleshing out and detail; the ICRs, the weaknesses, maybe the bio, but otherwise very good. Please don't kill me, slaaoo.
Double-Deferred:
Minercraft901 - Very sorry, but your lack of grammar, bare-bones OOC answers, paper-thin character, and disregard for several aspects of the lore (such as neither the Medori nor Chancellery knowing about each other until the collision) have made this a double-defer. This means, rather than two more tries, you get one more to fix these issues, at which point if the app is unsatisfactory, you will be rejected. I would reread the OP, flesh out the character MUCH more, with traits, flaws, emotions, etc., and a spell-checker. Thank you, and good luck in your next try; it's your final one.
Rejected:
Morrefacil - Gonna make this short: your bio doesn't relate to any lore written anywhere, and even if it was, the Medori are a relatively peaceful and quiet people, not mask-wearing "Juggernauts," and... "Who are the Fallen?:Random nomads that pops out from nothing for no reason and live in small huts." Yeah, no. Have fun on whatever other RP server you may find!
Jeeeeeez, seven apps in one post after four last night. I think I've redeemed my being absent for server opening.
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
Wait,wait,wait.
Characters should:
Not be too powerful
Not start with any magical knowledge
Not start in a position of power (Unless given express permission)
Not use obvious cliches
Not originate in/on settlements besides those listed in the Location Lore. You could start in the wilds, I suppose, but please do not make up new towns.
Not use names from popular movies/books/TV shows
Not be villainous/evil, unless you get a Villain Application accepted. It is recommended that villainous characters begin non-villainous, and change during play, though this is not a requirement.
Be generally realistic
Seriously,I followed this list of instructions gave to me to make my character!
I just want something original,not someone born in the wilderness,but in one of the fallen civilizations all across islands!
And about medori beign peaceful people,what if i want to live in the wilderness and go fighting around?Is that wrong?That makes sense!Also,my character comes from one of the fallen civlizations.
And about the other,i just want to don`t copy paste the topic. I got they are peaceful nomads etc...
I got your point,but i think it`s not fair to you judge me as not salvageable.
It`s only two small mistakes!I can remake my application with another character!
And i got banned from the server forever?
Err, change that to physically weak. He also isn't skilled with swords, as he only uses small blades to finish off prey while hunting. Is that good enough of a weakness or do I need more?
We kindly ask that those who have been rejected do not reply to the post begging for an appeal. If you have any concerns, we ask that you please voice them to the staff member that rejected you, if you absolutely must. Please understand that there were probably many other factors that lead to your rejection and that it was really late where Wheatley was when he wrote that. Thank you.
This shall change shortly.
~Mallachie
Mallachie, thank you for trying to defend me, but it was ~2-3 PM when I wrote that. I knew what I was doing, and I stand by my decision.
EDIT: Allllso:
Accepted:
mpme1509 - Thank you for toning your character down. You will be added to the whitelist shortly.
I'd just like to note as well, we prefer you repost rather than edit. It's better on our system and ensures we don't miss you.
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
IGN: baeshra
Real-Life Age: 14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, baeshra.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I agree to abide by the rules and decisions made by staff.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is forcing an action upon another player without giving them a chance to RP or refute it. Example: I chop her head off instead of I swing my sword at her head.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using OOC knowledge that your IC character wouldn't know to further your IC character in any way.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Roleplaying is the act of taking on another persona and acting as if you were them.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You can only cause a death of another player if they agree.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When using (())
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only Priests and those with a Magery Degree
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen or Medori are another nationality of human that has been secluded from the Chancellory. They are also known as "gypsies".
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellory has been in charge since 169 A.R, following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin was created in 170 A.R. to protect the Chancellory. It has recently fallen into disarray.
What are the Net and Essence? Essence is essentially XP. It is used to aid the Net when you fall. The Net catches players who fall off islands, without xp, all items are lost. If players have 3 levels or more, their items are saved and 3 levels are taken.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've played a deal of Dnd as well as other RP servers.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've played on Silver Age, Book of Halegron, and Shrines of the Ancients. Silver Age ended at the apocolypse and morphed into BoH. BoH ended due to a fatal server issue and Gamer's stepping down. SotA ended due to the darkness that the server enviroment had morphed into and the want of both Server Owners to try their hands at another server.
Character Information
Name: Arkacesis
Age: 28
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description: Ark is a somewhat weak man with an affinity for crafting. Luckily, crafting is no all brute strength, but precision and knowledge. He has bright green eyes complimented by his goggles. He wears an aviator suit, despite the fact that he is not technically an aviator. In comparison to most others, he is rather skinny. His hands are deeply callused from his crafting work.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Ark grew up in a small room on the top floor of the Factory. His dad, Arthur, ran the factory at the time while his mom, Lea, worked as a seamstress, working the sail machines. He lived a simple life. Arkacesis never attended public schools or the Academy as Lea had convinced Arthur to let her home-school him. He lived a somewhat sheltered life, he had few friends, and those that he did have left to pursue life goals; trying to find that last lapis lazuli pocket or exploring the reaches in a new airship. His friends didn't last. Living as an only child didn’t help his self-esteem too much. When he was in the city, he was made fun of, when he was at home, he was forced to do “school work”. Depression began to creep up out of the darkness and consume him. He kept his woes from his family for fear of punishment and trudged on through his miserable life.
As Ark began to grow older, Arthur thrust more and more responsibility upon him. At the age of 10, he began helping his father with ship repairs. The ship designs at the time were lethargic and fragile, any infrastructure damage could cause life failure and therefore death. The job was stressful, very stressful. Arthur would never let a ship out of the shop without a thorough inspection, and whenever he found an inconsistency he found some reason to blame Arkacesis for it. At the age of 14, his parents deemed it allowable for Ark to travel alone. He took every possible opportunity to leave his home and family in favor of a religious life.
His parents had always neglected to teach him about religion. Living a secluded, life, he knew little about it. On one of his longer "excursions" away from home, he ran into the Cathedral by Brightwater. Enlightened by the kind Priest who met his questions with deep and anwering words, he wondered what was wrong with his own parents. Why had they never shown him the path to light? Had they hated him? Another question arose: Did they not teach him the ways because they themselves did not believe them, or because they wanted him to be sent to hell? Either way, his parents were monsters.
Over the following years Ark found more and more time to spend at the Monestary. He sucked in the knowledge, hoping that this "Path to Light" might help pull him out of the darkness then encircled his inner most thoughts. Indeed, over time, the darkness lifted. Ark had finally found a way to life that made everything make sense, he was whole and right. His parents were incomplete, misguided invidiuals. The church was his home now. Arthur still demanded that he do his work at home, but Ark always managed to find a way out of it. Life was good. UNTIL THE FIRE NATION ATTACKED
At the age of 18, his father died. Arthur was only 48 at the time, sadly age doesn't have much to do with a faulty harness. He fell off the bottom of the airship, had he been over the net, he would have been safe, but the ship was over land. He plummeted into the trees below, his body found mangled in the branches below, leaves stained red with hate. Now that Arthur was gone, the family factory was left to him. Though the art of crafting had long since slipped from Ark’s fingers, he still had hope in his heart Lea could be saved from the darkness that he himself had been entrapped in. Taking up the reigns in the factory, Ark learned how to work. Without Arthur’s influence on Lea, she herself became a much kinder person. Lea confided in Ark, just as Ark confided in her. Lea began to understand her son, and see what Arthur had done to the family. Ark continued to try to pull his mother to the light, but she just held on harder to the dark.
Ark turned his mind to technology. Religion had given him a thirst to learn. He began to invent. He toyed with wiring, machinery, steam, gears, cogs, and more. He soon became known for his inventions. By the age of 27 he had invented the first ever steam engine; richer than ever, he continued his life in relative luxury. Several months after his greatest invention, his mother passed. It was inevitable, not even healing magic could save her. Ark attributed it to her lack of faith in the God, and moved on.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): He wants to bring together the arts of science and religion by showing everyone that they can compliment one another.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Ark has little physical strength, though this physical strength is replaced with a strength of mind and heart. He is very kind to most and is always willing to help.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Ark quickly cracks under any amount of pressure due to his rough childhood.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No prior linkings, all connections were done IC.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Thinking to himself, Ark quickly realizes he can do little to help the girl. He shouts at the two men and begins to run. The two armed men begin to pursue at a lessened speed, due to their armor. Ark begins to slow his pace so that the men do not lose sight of him. Walking calmly into the guard house, Ark report the men who enter behind me, yelling.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Ark simply refuses. He has other work to do, and has no interest in working for strange men. Nothing good could have come from the deal.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Ark sits down next to the man and passes him a large chunk of hard tack. After letting him eat and drink, Ark begins to inquire about the mans life and the circumstances and events that led to his homelessness.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Ark approaches the women and politley ask her where she got it. After waiting for her reply, he inquires if he may purchase it from her. Seeing as the women looks pregnant, Ark pays a bit extra, hoping that her family goes well.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? What is the tech timeline like? I can't seem to find any info about it.
Other notes: Do you know what they say in the club? I'm not quite sure...
IGN: Jidek (hehe hey guys :D)
Real-Life Age: 18
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): aquafina73
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the actions of one character take control of the scenario such that other character's input is useless.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Utilising information known from an out of context perspective, that otherwise would not be known within context, within the RP.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: The process of assuming a role and acting out the character's actions within that role.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: You may only cause the death of another character with mutual consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You may speak out of character so long as you keep it to a minimum and the messages are enclosed in parentheses.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: I have.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and Priests may use magic.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, also known as the Medori, are a reclusive, pacifist, and patriarchal group of humans. Their culture revolves around superstition and storytelling; knowledge and culture is propagated this way. Their island(s?) are coming closer to those of the rest of humanity, so there'll probably conflict there.
When and how did our current government come to be?: The Chancellery was established on 169 A.R., after the defeat of the previous ruling faction, the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: The Order of Aradin (heh Aradin) are a group charged with protecting the Chancellery. As of late they are a shell of what they once were - without much purpose
What are the Net and Essence? So Welknair went underneath all of the islands with a big ol' circus net and strung it up so we don't fall and get boo boos
But actually: The Net is a barrier that returns individuals to the islands should they fall. It only returns biological matter, but for a price (in essence), one's possessions can be saved. Essence is an energy acquired through the performance of various activities. Its primary use is for saving items upon falling, and for charging emeralds for trade.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book of Halegron and Shrines of the Ancients, BoH as you know died, and I had to leave SotA due to school.
Character Information
Name: Debent Thetri
Age: 32
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Lean, slightly muscled figure. Approximately 5 foot 11 inches tall, with black, unkempt hair and bright brown eyes. Scars appear intermittently along his forearms from years of hard labor. He walks with a barely noticeable hobble due to the wooden prosthetic foot attached to what used to be his ankle.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Debent grew up on a farm with his father, Alistair, and his brother Idius. Always a cheerful, dutiful son, Debent would learn from and follow his father; he would take on various farm duties throughout the years. He became quite skilled with tending to crops, livestock, and groves of trees. He could accurately read crop growth and this skill undoubtedly assisted in crop yield. As the years progressed, he became increasingly infatuated and skilled in farming - however, his brother Idius did not. While Debent focused on production, Idius decided to learn how to process goods. Idius spent increasing amounts of time at the furnace or crafting table, and would often time process the raw materials that Debent produced.
While in season, Debent was certainly sufficiently occupied - harvesting was tedious work, after all. However, in between crop rotations, Debent found himself without much to do, and, growing up as a child, this often leads to mischievous pursuits. Debent noticed a small patch in a cliffside near the farm one day, and decided to explore. He knew of his fathers old pickaxed used for clearing minor rock clusters in fields, and promptly brought it along, with lamp in hand. He found the tunnel fascinating; the cool subterranean air, sporadic ore deposits, and mineral growths all were quite engaging. Upon leaving the cave, he found a small nook, and decided to store some food items and resources for later excursions. A few days later he returned, to find everything in near perfect condition. A thought struck him: the controlled climate of the cave, and it’s proximity to the farm, could possibly be used as another means of food storage. Since then, he made many small food caches within this small cave, and has been stockpiling his wares ever since.
As the years went by, his father’s health gradually declined as aging people are wont to do, and so, as they years went by Debent adopted more and more roles around the farm. With his father’s passing, he inherited all of the duties of the farm, as well as the farm itself. Along with his brother Idius, Debent kept operations going and kept supplying Idius with the materials needed for his crafts.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Farming and exploring tunnels and caves.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Has a very calm attitude and is quite level headed and practical. He is physically strong in spite of his disability, and is a good farmer.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Cannot run very well, and walks with a slight hobble due to his prosthetic foot. In addition, due to his pacifist nature, tends to avoid combat or aggressive situations. Should he find himself in one, his nature coupled with his disability makes him essentially useless. His care for his crops and livestock can be an emotional weakness; should they be destroyed, harmed, etc., he will be quite depressed :(.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Idius Thetri (Binaryempire)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Not being one for trouble, but still being concerned for her well being, Debent cautiously approaches the situation.
Debent: Excuse me, what is the reasoning for this altercation?
Guard: This is none of your business, we have our reasons and they are our own.
Debent: What could possibly be your reasons for harassing a young girl?
Guard: If we had to justify our actions to every commoner passing by, our work would be significantly hampered. Either get out of our way, or we’ll force you out of our way.
Debent: Very well then *eyes the girl and the guards suspiciously, but walks away to his own business to avoid a confrontation*.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Debent: *Eyes the shifty man with a bit of caution and apprehension* Bloodstone? What do you need from Bloodstone? Sounds like a great way to get killed...
Man: *With an odd scheming glint to his eyes* The pay is substantial, it certainly justifies the task! All I ask is that you retrieve a parcel, nothing more - in and out!
Debent: I’m sorry - that sounds at best quite suspicious, and at worst deadly. I recommend you hire a mercenary... If you’ll excuse me *walks away, muttering to himself* Go to Bloodstone... he’s out of his damn mind.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Beggar: Please sir, could you spare a parcel of food?
Debent: I have plenty of food in reserve, come with me
*They walk to the farm, and Debent presents some root vegetables and grain*
Beggar: Oh thank you!
Debent: Don’t mention it - if you ever need more I have plenty, don’t be a stranger.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*Looks over at the source of the insults, and sees a visibly drunk man. Knowing it’s the alcohol talking, as opposed to the man himself, Debent calmly approaches the situation*
Debent: Do you have any friends with you, friends who are perhaps a bit less intoxicated?
Man: Who wantsh to know?
Debent: I’m only trying to help...
Man: Over theres shomebody who came with me *stumbles around, pointing at a group of people*
Debent: *Hastily grabs the mans arm, and escorts him back to his group* You should probably take care of this one, he’s had a bit too much to drink.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Debent notices the beautiful, intricate necklace, and takes special heed to the precious gemstones interweaved into the gold lattice.*
Debent: Excuse me, ma’am, sapphire?
Woman: Pardon?
Debent: The center jewel, it’s sapphire correct?
Woman: Oh, why yes, quite keen of you.
Debent: I’ve seen quite a few before, raw of course, but it looks quite lovely.
Woman: Ah thank you - I was in a bit of a rush, however; I must be going now.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? I have one: You know what we say in the club?
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Other notes:
Baeshra you do know what they say in the club, stop lying
Baeshra - In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Ark agrees with the insult, thinking: My mother WAS a monster, and continues to eat his food." This made me laugh. I'd say welcome to the server, but...y'know. Owner. Already been on. Words and such.
Jidek - *gives him a thumbs up* Welcome back, o legen-wait for it-dary admin, and thank you for making those changes. Perhaps now slaaoo will need to find something else to talk about other than you.
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
Character Information
Name: Taylor Willow
Age: 23
Class: Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: The Chancellory
Physical description: Brown Hair, Medium Build, Soft Blue Eyes, usually wearing a darker robe.
Screen capture of your skin:http://www.planetmin...-medieval-girl/
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Taylor has always wanted to be a priest. To apply at the academy. Since she was 10 really. The thought of assisting other people when they were hurt intrigued her, she loved it. Her mother always helped people, when they were hurt in the Capital. Broken bones, illness, anything, she would ALWAYS be there to help her mother. Her father was a laborer and he mined, cut down trees, building, things like that. That is her current profession, collecting resources and selling them for profit. She wants to apply at the Academy, and soon though. Taylor also likes to explore, she explored mining island, and delved too deep, discovering the horrors within. The hidden creatures in the shade of the island. She got shot in the arm, and it is physically weaker now. The thing that shot her, it was bony. Skeletal like, something from a myth. She has nightmares even still, caused by these undying creatures.
Anyhow, when she was 12, she got to try helping someone by herself, with her mothers supervision of course. She succeeded, it was nothing but a mere scrape, but for those you still need to follow procedure, and use the correct herbs and such. Her mother was very proud of her. The next procedure she attempted, was a hairline fracture, she tried this when she was 14. It was in the arm, and she did not do it so well. Her mother had to jump in and finish it, hence why she wants to become a priest, to be able to help others. She wanted to learn more, wanted to learn how to heal people properly, whether it be with a staff, or by hand. She LOVED helping people, it was a passion, a hobby. She just wanted to help everyone, whether it be someone who need food and was living on the street, or whether it was a young child, who could not find their mother. When she turned 15, she started her job as a laborer. She started to save up money for her own house for when she turned 18, in a few years. She has saved up a lot, and it took Taylor a long time to do so, but she did it. She saved up enough to buy a house of her own, not in the slums, but a more expensive, but not so roomy house, in the main district of the Capital.
When she turned 20, she ventured into the woods past the slums to get some lumber, she came upon the ruins, the things she has been warned numerous times to stay away from. Sometimes by guards, sometimes by the Knights. The Knights wanted to dig it up, to see what was causing the aura of evilness to distinctly waft out of it. It attracted many things, many monsters, but the main one was the evil creature of the void. The one that was very tall, and towered over all humans. The one that had purple eyes. It was frightening it was, and she was attacked by one, she stays out of those woods now, fearing being assaulted by one again. That leads her up to this day, to this morning, where she is just getting out of bed, listening to the birds chirping outside, and hearing the soothing noise of the wind blowing by. The patter of the rain on her rooftop, sounding much like a melody or tune, and not so much like the water that falls from the clouds, but today would be the day, she tried to enrole into the academy.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Taylor's goal is to become a priest. She loves helping people, and she loves it a lot. (Read bio for more) She will help anything or anyone she comes across, if they or it need it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): She is a very kind, loving woman. She isn't too strong, but strong enough to fend for herself. Unless up against the brutes that are the guards of the city, or the strong knights. She is also very religious, believing in the god Aneria, and praying to the god every day.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Her left arm does not do an efficient job at things, as it was wounded by an arrow from a skeleton when she was 21. She is very easily manipulated, and believes in more of the Capital like things, then what the majority of the Knights believe in, which is the citizens and not the chancellory.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): NOPE.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl: "Get your hands off of her you freaks." I said. "Or else what?" One of the man says, snickering. "Or else- I'll, I'll go get the guards." The two men turn and face me, their attention now drawn to me. I draw my knife. "I won't hesitate to hurt you." I yell. Trying to intimidate them. "Oh, really?" The man on the left says as he continues forward. I start swinging my dagger, trying to keep them at bay, when I turn around, and begin to run. I run fast, yelling for help, and the guards eventually come to me, but my pursuers are gone, and I am safe. They couldn't catch me because I am a lot smaller and faster than them, but I almost stumbled, something I would need to be wary of in the future.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded: "I've been to the mining island, that place is no near as bad as bloodstone, and look what happened to me." I show the man the scar on my left arm. "Oh, dear, I apologize for bothering you." The man says. "On second though, what would the reward be?" I say. The man doesn't respond, because he was too busy paying attention to another man he had asked, so I turn and walk away.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food: I beckon to him to follow me, and he gets up and walks with me. "I can get you some bread, but I only have a few coins on me." I tell him. "Well, Aneria bless you." The man says. "As with you." I reply. We walk to the market and talk to the Vendor. "Hello, can I get one loaf of bread?" I ask. "One gold coin, please." The vendor says, and I hand it over. I give the loaf of bread to the poor fellow, and walk out.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother: I whisper to my mother. "He's drunk, maybe we should leave." My mother agrees to that, and we exit the tavern, but the pesky fellow follows us out, stumbling all over the street. "Can you get lost?" I ask. "Go home." I mutter. He laughs and calls us numerous names, I roll my eyes, grab my mothers hand, and take her home.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears: I think to myself "That is a beautiful necklace, and I could make good money if I sold it." But then I remember, Aneria would not approve of this, and I continue walking home, proud of the good resources I collected at the mines today. I continue home, satisfied that I did not take the necklace, and of my loot.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Other notes:
d/cgallant - As has been discussed, second characters are not allowed unless explicit permission has been given, which you have not. If you wish to keep this app until your current character is killed, I'd be happy to look at it at that time. Thank you for being so cooperative and understanding!
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
Also I've yet to be whitelisted. Not to bother the moderators but if that could be done, that'd be sweet. Thank you!