Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Music, Film and gaming somes my character up. I like creating things with friend, I like to do something rather than nothing and I like to write!
Why you would be a good addition to the server: Good at Minecraft, good at english and good and working as a team
Describe yourself in one word: Innovative
How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 5 days a week, evenings
What do you know about roleplaying?: Ex-Roleplayer on World of Warcraft and I like to build stories around characters within the boundaries of the written lore.
What do you expect this server will be like?: Fun, Exciting, Creative I could go on! Generally a good time in which people create a indepth Roleplaying environment.
What is your past roleplaying experience?: World of Warcraft, Warlock named Thalias amd Roleplayer with a guild up to the Cataclysm from Buring crusade so approx. 2 years. Ofcourse off time for exams and holidays.
What other server have you played on and why did you leave them? A few free builds fairly new to minecraft mainly create things with my friends, large castles, giant glass balls anything that will look cool and exciting.
How long have you played minecraft?: 2 months-ish played a bit longer if you include the free version
Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ): Never been banned
Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?: Yes, espicially happy about the no mods that will give you an unfair advantage I believe its fair everyone starts from a fair position.
Why you want to be accepted(A short answer, nothing big): I want to join a server where a server story is writen and is progressing forward to add more to the story.
In-Character: Character Name: Van Carter Background / Who are you?: I was born January 11th, 2190. Born into a small commune which trived in the wastes under the leadership of Doctor Redona. I worked as a hunter for the tribe, life was good for what we had but Doctor Redona become enraged with greed and small problems began to esculate, me and 3 other hunters sensed the worse and abannoned the commune for green prospects. Still unaware of what happened to the commune I still live with the question 'Should I have stayed?'. Disagreements with the other hunters ment I parted ways with them, not before stealing some of their supplies after all 'I'm out for number one'. I live in the wastes with make shift shelters acting as my base of operations I still hunt for greener prospers and search for what happened to the commune I selfishly appandened.
Character Family: Left his parents and sister back at the commune, they may still live, Van is unaware.
Character Age: 24
Character Appearance: Miserable dull grey rags as clothes, short hair, an eye patch to cover his lost eye.
Character Personality: Extreamly hotheaded and arigant he tends to run his mouth off if someone gets on the wrong side of him this often draws his into a fight once his strong point his visual disadvantage sets him back a bit. He prefares the quite where he can craft with what he was acquired in the wastes.
Occupation: Crafter
Can your character read or write? No
Can your character mine? No
Can your character build? Yes, can use dirt and wood but anything above that puzzles him when it comes to building structures.
Can your character fight? Yes, a fair talent but their are more talented fighters patrolling the wastes.
Can you make tools?: Yes Crafting is his strongest skill can make alot though somethings take longer than others.
Can you farm?: No
Any special skills? No
Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?: Missing eye, his visual impairment sets him many problems.
Character Fears: Lava! A large fear of being burnt alive.
Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:
The volley of arrows rained down upon the quartet of hunters, each hitting the floor as they dived for the small bunker closer by.
'Raiders, everytime!!' Abel bellowed
'Quit complaining, Abel take Van and see if you can flank them me and Roland will attempt to keep their attention' Lane whispered.
'Fine, Van lets go' Abel replyed.
The two left Roland and Lane with bows and arrows and they returned fire.
In the small patch of tress Van and Abel stalked, waiting for the right angle on their oppenents to unleash their fury. Each few steps Abel looked back to Van and ushered him forward. Each step they kept their eyes on the war of arrows happening in the opening next to them. The angle got closer, the target got closer, the time got closer. The two prepared their blades and Abel began the count.
His hand made the sign for 3.....2......1.
The two charged into the opening immidently dispatching the rear raiders but where met by resistance from the remaining raiders, with the attention of the raiders on Abel and Van, Roland and Lane were able to advance and join the close combat.
Blades swung, blood spilled with the four hunters holding their own againt the 6 raiders.
The fight looked to be won, when a raider jumped back and drew his bow, Lane quickly disposed of this man. However as the raider fell to the floor the arrow was released and peiced Vans right eye. Van screamed in agerny and fell to the floor also, with each blink of Vans eyes his view become more blurred and more obscured and eventually blanked out.
He awoke to a dirt made shelter and his comrades, however his next actions surprised them all.
'What the hell was that Lane!?' Van roared.
'Calm it' Lane anwsered
'Calm it, CALM IT!? I got shot in the eye! I better get my eye sight back you *****' Van growled.
Lane reached into his pocket and reveiled what looked like a human eye. Van was in disbeilf, was it his?
Van poked around on his face and when his finger poked into a hollow spot he was full with rage. He swung for Lane but his adventurous attack was combat and the other three hunters returned the attack with a visious beating, his skin became purple and blue faster and faster with every punch, his cries of pain became so much that he was unable to release anything vocally and was forced to take the barrage. After the beating they lay him down and Roland said 'Normally we would finish the job but you're a friend we understand the problem but you need to know you're place now get some sleep'. Vans eyes blacked out almost straight off.
Later that night Van awoke to silence in the shelter the other three were asleep, he was still full with the rage and hatred he had before but he took a moment and thought it was time to make an exit but first he rumaged through the supplies like a rat through garbage. Leaving the 3 other hunters with barely enough to survive Van gathered his belongings and headed into the wastes to find his own way, or attempt a return to his commune if it still stands.
I read through the last couple pages, and I don't think my improved application was judged, so I'm just posting this again.
Minecraft Account Name:Ultracougar
How old are you?15
Gender?:Male
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT -6 or Central Time Zone, USA
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:Longish brown Justin Bieber'y hair :tongue.gif: I enjoy playing guitar and making stuff, whatever it may be. Clay, Drawing, Minecraft, anything.
Why you would be a good addition to the server:I'm a serious roleplayer, and I like to roleplay with realism in mind. I hate it when I see crazy unbelieveable characters.. (Like all these crazy assasins, rouges, and Duke-Nukem warriors I keep reading about :tongue.gif:) I enjoy RP'ing with others who are serious about it too, and I can RP as a multitude of different characters. Merchant-types, mercenaries, leaders, followers, you name it. I'm generally a kind and easy going person, and treat everyone with respect. I'm willing to roleplay with anyone. I follow the rules, and have never griefed, stolen, or been banned for any offense.
Describe yourself in one word:Relaxed
How much time could you be on the server weekly?:14+ Hours
What do you know about roleplaying?:I've had alot of experience on other roleplay servers and I know what seperates a good RP from a bad one. I know good plot structure, which helps in keeping a character realistic and feasable. When it comes to construction, I build with realism in mind, and try to vary the materials used in my construction as so it will be aesthetically pleasing and fit with a RP in mind.
What do you expect this server will be like?:I'm hoping the players will be mature and responsible enough to respect the rules. I really dislike getting on to find out my hideaway has been raided by a griefer. On top of that, I'm expecting the survival to actually be survival. I hate the feeling of security all other servers seem to give to you.
I think you should always be wondering what your next course of action is, and how it's going to improve your chances of survival.
What is your past roleplaying experience?:Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I've RP'ed on World of Warcraft and on Warcraft 3 through the SotDRP map.
What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I Left Kingarmy's server because he was a terrible admin. I left The Lands of Navia just out of pure boredom and the willingness to try something knew, although it was an great server, and I still revisit it.
How long have you played minecraft?:A year.
Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):Nope.
Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:Yes, Of course.
What is a slime called on this server?: [Unknown] A nuclear waste creature.
Have you ever had sexual intercourse with your pet?:Not that I can remember.
Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):I've never tryed a futuristic RP server like this before, and want to give it a go. I love the no-**** atitude that you have. I'm really tired of dumbies and idiots that seem to plague other "RP" servers, and I'm really excited about playing on a survival server that actually has to do with survival. :wink.gif:
In-Character:
Character Name:Quincy Sellars
Background / Who are you?: I came from a place far North, where there was plentiful food and other resources. The city was settled on a mountain, and mutants and drones rarely caused trouble. My father died from a construction accident while building a radio tower, which would be used to transfer radio waves all over the surrounding area, when I was 17. My mother raised me from then on. The town had learned to harvest Mutant labor and often took them as slaves. After years of slavery, Mutants from around the town learned of this, and eventually grouped and gathered together. They wanted to free their Mutant brethren, and so staged an attack against the idealic town. At 18 years of age, just one year after the death of my father, the mutants attacked, and slaughtered the town. I was a militiamen in training at the time, and fought valiantly to defend the town. I escaped barely, but my mother was caught in the slaughter. After the escape, I travelled with two other survivors for quite a while, until a terrible mutant ambush killed the other two, from which I barely escaped, yet again. At the age of 19, I stumbled upon the small band of humanity that is the Ruined World, and I'm currently planning to create a home here, by whatever means are required.
Character Family:
Mother:Margarit Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Father:John Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Uncle: Tony Sellars (Killed during the raid)
(Small town, small family)
Character Age:19
Character Appearance:?Shortish, brown hair. Smudged, wrecked glasses. A pair of heavy leather pants, used for their durability. A dark black shirt, for camoflauge at night, with a armored vest. On top of that, another black leather jacket, All for the advantage of being hidden at night, and staying out of sight of mutants. Dirty boots, that are atleast a year or two old. About 5'11" in height, and a slim, non-muscular appearance, but not overly skinny either. Teeth are perfectly white and shiny, from constant dental upkeep. Eyes are a pale brown.
Character Personality:?Friendly, but keeps to himself normally, as do all in the wasteland. Has what some would consider an inappropriate sense of humor, but doesn't care. Focused on his needs and wants and noone elses. Cowardly in some aspects, and always knows an escape route.
Occupation:Was training to be a militiamen at 18, but when the mutants attacked, all career aspirations vanished. He has retained some of his combat skills, and is a good shot with assault rifles. Has experience with operating vehicles, a rarity in a ruined world.
Can your character read or write?Fluently, thanks to education offered as part of the militamen program.
Can your character mine?Yes, Many survival skills were mandatory to be taught in the community.
Can your character build?To a mediocre degree.
Can your character fight?Yes, Militiamen training payed off.
Can you make tools?:Yes. Combat and survival training taught him how to construct tools.
Can you farm?:No. Only a select few in the community farmed, and farming was not a major interest.
Any special skills?A good shot with an assault rifle, and has good leading capabilities, as was taught during his time as a Militiamen.
Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:Anxiety attacks, which, without modern medicine, may sometimes consume him.
Character Fears:Facing an enemy alone, or without support.
Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:
Slowly, I reached towards the hole where the bullet had ripped through the blue jeans. I felt a small metallic nub and cringed from the pain, all the while, gunfire was erupting around me. A large greenish muscular figure ran by my right and I attempted to crawl away. Women were screaming and men yelling "To Arms!". As a flood of mutant-kind broke through a nearby gate, I had finally made my way to a pillar supporting the outer perimeter wall. I reached into the wound and yanked the bullet out as quickly as possible. A pain then erupted through my lower body so horrible that I near vomited. The bullet was out, but was the leg useless? I needed to get out of there, and a bummed leg ment I was dead meat. But atleast it was a bullet-less leg.
A screenshot / description of your skin:Custom skin, as described above.
Other Information:Really hoping this revised application is sufficient. I'm hoping to have fun on this server!
Rich Man ($100+ Donated)
- A spot on the reserve-list.
- Access to the /spawn command.
- Awesome self chosen prefix before your name.
- Awesome own chosen color on your name.
- Access to the /warp command and /set warp commands.
- Access to the /sethome and /home commands. (No more needing beds!)
- Access to the /setmyspawn command.
- An NPC will be created at spawn with your name in your honor; you can customize what he says in chat!
- Higher priority; you guys pay for the server, so you are the ones who get to shape it.
- Additional 100 Diamonds, 100 Gold and unlimited use of bacon and cookies .
- You get the ability to fire TNT which explodes on impact!
^ That one I want, I don't want the guardians...
Derp
That is like the most griefer thing you can get D:
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: England GMT 0
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Music, Film and gaming somes my character up. I like creating things with friend, I like to do something rather than nothing and I like to write!
Why you would be a good addition to the server: Good at Minecraft, good at english and good and working as a team
Describe yourself in one word: Innovative
How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 5 days a week, evenings
What do you know about roleplaying?: Ex-Roleplayer on World of Warcraft and I like to build stories around characters within the boundaries of the written lore.
What do you expect this server will be like?: Fun, Exciting, Creative I could go on! Generally a good time in which people create a indepth Roleplaying environment.
What is your past roleplaying experience?: World of Warcraft, Warlock named Thalias amd Roleplayer with a guild up to the Cataclysm from Buring crusade so approx. 2 years. Ofcourse off time for exams and holidays.
What other server have you played on and why did you leave them? A few free builds fairly new to minecraft mainly create things with my friends, large castles, giant glass balls anything that will look cool and exciting.
How long have you played minecraft?: 2 months-ish played a bit longer if you include the free version
Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ): Never been banned
Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?: Yes, espicially happy about the no mods that will give you an unfair advantage I believe its fair everyone starts from a fair position.
Why you want to be accepted(A short answer, nothing big): I want to join a server where a server story is writen and is progressing forward to add more to the story.
In-Character:
Character Name: Van Carter
Background / Who are you?: I was born January 11th, 2190. Born into a small commune which trived in the wastes under the leadership of Doctor Redona. I worked as a hunter for the tribe, life was good for what we had but Doctor Redona become enraged with greed and small problems began to esculate, me and 3 other hunters sensed the worse and abannoned the commune for green prospects. Still unaware of what happened to the commune I still live with the question 'Should I have stayed?'. Disagreements with the other hunters ment I parted ways with them, not before stealing some of their supplies after all 'I'm out for number one'. I live in the wastes with make shift shelters acting as my base of operations I still hunt for greener prospers and search for what happened to the commune I selfishly appandened.
Character Family: Left his parents and sister back at the commune, they may still live, Van is unaware.
Character Age: 24
Character Appearance: Miserable dull grey rags as clothes, short hair, an eye patch to cover his lost eye.
Character Personality: Extreamly hotheaded and arigant he tends to run his mouth off if someone gets on the wrong side of him this often draws his into a fight once his strong point his visual disadvantage sets him back a bit. He prefares the quite where he can craft with what he was acquired in the wastes.
Occupation: Crafter
Can your character read or write? No
Can your character mine? No
Can your character build? Yes, can use dirt and wood but anything above that puzzles him when it comes to building structures.
Can your character fight? Yes, a fair talent but their are more talented fighters patrolling the wastes.
Can you make tools?: Yes Crafting is his strongest skill can make alot though somethings take longer than others.
Can you farm?: No
Any special skills? No
Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?: Missing eye, his visual impairment sets him many problems.
Character Fears: Lava! A large fear of being burnt alive. Describe an event where your character is in deep pain: The volley of arrows rained down upon the quartet of hunters, each hitting the floor as they dived for the small bunker closer by.
'Raiders, everytime!!' Abel bellowed
'Quit complaining, Abel take Van and see if you can flank them me and Roland will attempt to keep their attention' Lane whispered.
'Fine, Van lets go' Abel replyed.
The two left Roland and Lane with bows and arrows and they returned fire.
In the small patch of tress Van and Abel stalked, waiting for the right angle on their oppenents to unleash their fury. Each few steps Abel looked back to Van and ushered him forward. Each step they kept their eyes on the war of arrows happening in the opening next to them. The angle got closer, the target got closer, the time got closer. The two prepared their blades and Abel began the count.
His hand made the sign for 3.....2......1.
The two charged into the opening immidently dispatching the rear raiders but where met by resistance from the remaining raiders, with the attention of the raiders on Abel and Van, Roland and Lane were able to advance and join the close combat.
Blades swung, blood spilled with the four hunters holding their own againt the 6 raiders.
The fight looked to be won, when a raider jumped back and drew his bow, Lane quickly disposed of this man. However as the raider fell to the floor the arrow was released and peiced Vans right eye. Van screamed in agerny and fell to the floor also, with each blink of Vans eyes his view become more blurred and more obscured and eventually blanked out.
He awoke to a dirt made shelter and his comrades, however his next actions surprised them all.
'What the hell was that Lane!?' Van roared.
'Calm it' Lane anwsered
'Calm it, CALM IT!? I got shot in the eye! I better get my eye sight back you *****' Van growled.
Lane reached into his pocket and reveiled what looked like a human eye. Van was in disbeilf, was it his?
Van poked around on his face and when his finger poked into a hollow spot he was full with rage. He swung for Lane but his adventurous attack was combat and the other three hunters returned the attack with a visious beating, his skin became purple and blue faster and faster with every punch, his cries of pain became so much that he was unable to release anything vocally and was forced to take the barrage. After the beating they lay him down and Roland said 'Normally we would finish the job but you're a friend we understand the problem but you need to know you're place now get some sleep'. Vans eyes blacked out almost straight off.
Later that night Van awoke to silence in the shelter the other three were asleep, he was still full with the rage and hatred he had before but he took a moment and thought it was time to make an exit but first he rumaged through the supplies like a rat through garbage. Leaving the 3 other hunters with barely enough to survive Van gathered his belongings and headed into the wastes to find his own way, or attempt a return to his commune if it still stands.
[[Write this at the end of your application: "I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."]]
The parameters upon which you accept or deny requests fluctuate erratically. (Nerd vocab much?) If you don't want more players, just stop taking applications. I understand that you want to weed out certain people. I suppose I am a "certain person" because I recieved a :SSSS:. I am honestly posting this out of curiousity. :smile.gif:
I never said i don't want more players..
You just simply got denied D:
But you're evading my point. I wasn't just talking about my App, as there is certainly something wrong with it. According to you.
But what about this app:
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And begin post #2 here. [b]In-Character:[/b] Conibek2008
[b]Character Name:[/b] Id like it to read Acheron
[b]Background / Who are you?:[/b] It was the year 1942, and he was one of the first SEALs in training for the US Navy special ops, as a part of his job, he spent years of training underwater. Being a SEAL leaves little room for family, and he has been detached from his parents since he began training. As 20 years old Student at the top Navy Academy, he was top of his class in martial combat as well as use of Melee Weapons (cannot use a bow.) He was training in underwater combat when it happened. A strange creature somehow emerged withing the confines of the academy's walls, too fast to shoot, skin like steel, yet this was not human, probably a result of Americas response to Germany's biological testing to create superhumans. It began killing and within a few hours of entering the academy, everyone but a small group of students were dead. They holed up in the freezer room of the kitchen; having a lead door, they figured it would be the safest place from it. The blood sucking beast seemed not to know where they had gone and gave up searching. The garlic hanging in the kitchen must have masked the scent of the men in hiding, as what only could be described as a vampire, never came in to find them. Fed up with acting like prey, the men cautiously ventured out in search of the vampire, to seek revenge for their fallen brothers. It set up it's nest in the underground Dojo, and was asleep when he ventured upon it. He thought to himself that he was too lucky, but decided to kill it anyways. He stabbed the vampire through its heart with his sword, quickly turning out of the room to find his living comrades. As everyone now knows, thats not how you kill a vampire. As he walked out of the room, he heard the vampire stand up, immediately as a response, he turned about only to get bitten in the neck. As his life drained away, he was almost lost when one of his comrades whom have overheard the struggle (and also must have read a book or watched a movie with a vampire in it) stabbed the vampire through the back of its heart with a wooden training sword. Unable to kill his friend who was just bitten, the man dragged the unconscious Acheron to the freezer and locked him in with the garlic. Acheron awakened to a new world...and all he could perceive was a vile putrid scent. He thrashed about, upturning boxes and smashing crates, aware of this new strength, he remembered what has transpired before he was bitten, and realized what he had become. He fought it with all he had mentally until the rage subsided. He called from the freezer until some of his old comrades came. After reasoning with them, he was released. With the garlic behind in the freezer, he began to lose control, he felt so much stronger and keener. He felt himself slipping and so quickly retrieved the garlic from the cold ground. After his head was clear again, he fashioned a clove into a necklace to wear until he found a better solution. Acheron knew that he couldn't stay with these men as he would inevitably harm them, he couldn't bear the thought of innocent blood on his hands, so he left without a word. After years of wandering the battle worn Earth, a scientist Acheron saved in the past contacted him with good news. He successfully developed a serum that didn't limit a vampires powers, yet kept their mind in control. Once this was implanted, Acheron attempted to live a normal life. His loved ones grew old and died, many times over in the years he roamed the nations of the world. As soon as he could not take this pain any longer, he heard about cryogenics. He found a laboratory with proven results and paid them vast amounts of money to keep his existence secret. He decided to be frozen for 1000 years, maybe then he would be able to escape this cycle that he was stuck in. In the year 2039, the EMP takes out the power of the lab, thankfully their was a water-plant underground to serve as a backup generator in such an event. In the year 2212, a peculiarly strong earthquake destroys this water powered generator, and the cryogenic pods begin to defrost. Acheron looks around with complete amnesia about who he is, only to see dead bodies fall out of pods. He fell to the floor experiencing excruciating pain as his memories flashed back to him, years and years of pain, as well as what he has become. Upon regaining composure, X thing occurred to him. One, Why was he the only one alive? Thats easy, hes a vampire, it appeared all other clients veins have exploded from their veins breaking, his were too strong. Two, why was he awake and everything looked abandoned? Well, he was woken early, so something BIG must have happened, assumed it was related to the lacking of signs of life in the vicinity. And three, he needed the sanguine nectar of life from another if he were to function more than just walking for now. He emerged into the present world filled with curiosity and hunger.
[b]Character Family:[/b] Valentine
[b]Character Age:? 20 (really 290 years old)
[b]Character Appearance:?[/b]Tall blonde neat lean-muscular
[b]Character Personality:?[/b] Apathetic about most if not everything, but pretends to care anyways. Enjoys observing societies, so will look to join one. (feeding off of animals most likely)
[b]Occupation:[/b] Vampire. Jack of Most* Trades
[b]Can your character read or write?[/b] In multiple languages.
[b]Can your character mine?[/b] Yes
[b]Can your character build?[/b] Only underground/underwater or at night.
[b]Can your character fight?[/b] Only underground/underwater or at night.
[b]Can you make tools?:[/b] not wood, but stone iron and diamond are well within his grasp.
[b]Can you farm?:[/b] Only underground/underwater or at night.
[b]Any special skills?[/b] Besides being a NAVY SEAL/Vampire,I excel at assassinations, small scale defensive engineering, and Very good with anything underwater. Nothing with alot of wood.
If you have the anti-fly hack, if i use flymod, id float...i think that this would be fair if i become a vampire, that way id be able to jump 2 high; however, if you disagree, id be fine without, just an idea ^^)
8. No hacking or mods that can give you an unfair advantage, this is a serious offense.
[b]Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:[/b] Undead...hopefully
[b]Character Fears:[/b] Nothing, will risk death for little reason.
[b]Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:[/b] Daytime, as well as the loss of his first 2 wives.
[b]A screenshot / description of your skin:[/b] palefaced, blonde-haired, green outfit. (outfit is linen cloth, very basic)
[b]Other Information:[/b]...I hope my Background is good enough to get a potential first time Role-player into this server^^
I will end post #2 with... "I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Wow, this is great, I am leaving this one to Dan.
Its recent. And apparently completely perfect. What is the difference between this app and some of the others that have been declined. Maybe you could type up an example and add it to the Info Section of this thread so we could see that our apps were declined for a good reason. Because I believe a lot of us feel this isn't the case. The fact that you decide simply to not tell most of us of our imperfections makes it seem like you don't even know yourself. In the meantime, I think I might try again at making a good application, because this server seems cool.
[b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]Minecraft Account Name:[/b] Lolzwheejars
[b]How old are you?[/b] 15
[b]Gender?:[/b] Male
[b]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: [/b] Canada
[b]Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b] There isn't much to say about myself. I'm the kind of person you'd just look through if you were scanning a crowd. I enjoy roleplay a lot, I indulge in D&D, as well as having a fascination with Post Apocalyptic themes and genres.
[b]Why you would be a good addition to the server:[/b] I can be fairly active, if the server doesn't hate me and allows me to play :tongue.gif:, and I can be and adequate Role Player.
[b]Describe yourself in one word:[/b] Mixed.
[b]How much time could you be on the server weekly?:[/b] 4-7(+) every day. Yes. I have no life. I'm not available every other weekend, though.
[b]What do you know about roleplaying?:[/b] I know how to, in a fairly good way. You react in the way the character you created would act, etc.
[b]What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b] I hope it's a good one. With dedicated care and seriousness.
[b]What is your past roleplaying experience?:[/b] Fairly good. I used to bum around Furcadia and roleplay in the RP dreams there.
[b]What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?[/b] I haven't been on any servers before.
[b]How long have you played minecraft?:[/b] Close to a month.
[b]Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):[/b] No. Never been on a sever to be banned.
[b]Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:[/b] Yes. I have read the rules and I will follow them to my utmost capability.
[b]Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):[/b] I want to be accepted so I can have a more enjoyable time playing minecraft with an assortment of people and roleplay with some serious people who know what they're doing.
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b] Joshua Vwenline
[b]Background / Who are you?:[/b] Joshua grew up with thirteen other people. They were wanderers, nomads. They scavenged what they could, and hunted for the rest. They were an inclosed group and didn't have much to do with interacting with others. Joshua was raised by his father, Harold Vwenline, and the rest of the group as well. Learning from everyone to do this and that, that was essential for surviving. Being a wanderer he learnt how to set up basic shelters, nothing permanent, more or less dead trees and branches leaned up against another dead tree or stuck into the ground and covered in wool. Joshua never needed to know how to farm, it was something of personal interest, and a member of his group, Gary, was all to happy to tell him how he managed to coax plants out of the harsh dirt. Joshua's mother, Rose Vwenline, met her end giving birth to him. It was then that Harold set out to traverse to wastes in search of others, because he knew there was strength and safety with others. When Joshua turned 13 their group started to dwindle. Accidents like falling into highly radioactive water. or being mauled to death by of the various mutants. By age 16 there was only 5 of them remaining, amongst them was his father. One fateful night would define who Joshua is today. It was bitter cold and a stale dirty smell hung in the air, making it difficult to breathe. They were on the lookout for the next best spot to stop for the night. Little did they know they were going to be stopping permanently. The wind took up, and everything was a mad dash for safety. Joshua had no idea what was going on, but knew it would be wisest to follow suit. The dirty smell was no longer just dirty, it smelt deadly! They were closing in on what looked to be a opening in the side of a mountain. Two of the remaining members had already fallen, and everyone was growing weaker by the second. The last thing Joshua remembers hearing the night was his father shouting "Go! Go! Get inside! Breathe low to the ground!" And being thrust forwards into the cave mouth. . . Only to be falling down a long narrow shaft. Joshua had no idea how long he had remained down there, surviving of mushrooms he found while stumbling around in the dark, before he managed to crawl out of that hell. Everything that he was taught would be put to the test now. As he knew he was alone, and was going to be for some time.
[b]Character Family:[/b] Harold Vwenline(Father), Rose Vwenline(Mother). No siblings to speak of.
[b]Character Age:? 29
[b]Character Appearance:?[/b] Slightly tanned, woth short brown hair, dark, distant, brown eyes. His nose curves like a beak, and wears a thick stuble. He stands at about 5'6 and is of average build.
[b]Character Personality:?[/b] Joshua is the kind to keep to himself, however he has his times to branch out towards people. Seeing as he never got the chance when he was younger. Well spoken and literate. He undergoes a serious, but at times a light hearted, demeanor.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Survivalist(Yes?)
[b]Can your character read or write?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character mine?[/b] No.
[b]Can your character build?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character fight?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you make tools?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you farm?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Any special skills?[/b]
[b]Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:[/b] Joshua tends to be the non-talkative type. And most of what has happened to him does not seem to phase him.
[b]Character Fears:[/b] Not being able to keep the family name going. Fears *tight or confining dark* areas.
[b]Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:[/b] Joshua laid there, scratched, bloody, bruised and broken. Complete darkness surrounded him, and the only sound to haunt his misery was the howling fury outside. "My father." he thought "Where was he?!". He must had laid there for an hour or so, quietly sobbing. This being the first time he has cried since he was twelve. More things seemed to flood into his mind to feed his pain. And eventually, when no more tears would sprout forth, he found it best to try and keep moving. He went to rise and was stopped in his tracks. Searing agony gripped his entire body like he was shot with a cannon filled with nails. Various broken ribs, a sprained ankle, and a shattered forearm. Basically a cripple he crawled, what else could he do? As he moved on the terrain started to slope upwards. Balancing on his good leg and using his good arm to steady him, he started a slow ascend. He didn't get very far before falling back onto his broken ribs. It was too much for him and he vomited from the pain. Soon the pain became just a numb feeling making it easier for him to move around, although he still did have to grind his teeth to keep going.
[b]A screenshot / description of your skin:[/b](Can't screen shot) Dark brown clothing, brown hair, slightly tanned skin.
[b]Other Information:[/b]
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Slightly edited. I added a few things. And refined some others.
[b]Out-Of-Character:[/b] xander (say it like zander)
[b]Minecraft Account Name:[/b] zander93
[b]How old are you?[/b] 13 :/
[b]Gender?:[/b] Male
[b]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: [/b] USA/ EST
[b]Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b] I am chill and funny. I have been playing video games all my life and am a huge nerd when i need to be.
[b]Why you would be a good addition to the server:[/b] Because i am funny and nerdy, so i fit right in :wink.gif:
[b]Describe yourself in one word:[/b] Chill
[b]How much time could you be on the server weekly?:[/b] 5-10 hours
[b]What do you know about roleplaying?:[/b] That it is when you play as a non-fiction or fiction character and you play out how he/she lives.
[b]What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b] Everything you said in the first post
[b]What is your past roleplaying experience?:[/b] Mostly I play my ps3, and I have only played one recent RPG game which was Mass Effect 2
[b]What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?[/b] Buxville, because it was boring and had repetition
[b]How long have you played minecraft?:[/b] Couple months
[b]Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):[/b] Nope
[b]Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:[/b] Yes
[b]What is a slime called on the server?[/b] Unknown
[b]Have you ever had a sexual intercourse with your pet?[/b] No....
[b]Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):[/b] Because this server looks cool and fun. It seems very interactive with the needed texture pack to enhance the game play.
[b]In-Character:[/b] Xander
[b]Character Name:[/b] Xander
[b]Background / Who are you?:[/b] I was born and raised in the wild, my eyes have seen everything. My best firend was blown up by a fuelbot and my girlfriend was killed by a drone. I am tough and rowdy, i have fought off the most cruel of machines and mutants.
[b]Character Family:[/b] My family has been a long blood line of war heroes. My dad helped the US fight off PROA. My mother is a great scientist who escaped the mutant treacheries and tried her best to find a cure only to have her lab overran in the final days of experimentations. My brother was a great political figure who was a big part in the UN. When the UN disbanded he came home and taught me all he knew, the next day he went missing. My sister was a builder, she built the greatest of masterpieces, when her grand city was nuked she cried for days. She finally went insane and went outside at night. She was killed by the drones. I was born when my mom and dad were 120, my mom died right after birth. My dad told me stories of all my older siblings. 8 years later he died.
[b]Character Age:? 25
[b]Character Appearance:?[/b] Beaten and scratched with worn out clothing
[b]Character Personality:?[/b] Tough and serious
[b]Occupation:[/b] fighting, building, mining, politics, making tools, farming, and working out.
[b]Can your character read or write?[/b] Yes, he was taught how to by his mother
[b]Can your character mine?[/b] Yes
[b]Can your character build?[/b] Yes
[b]Can your character fight?[/b] Yes
[b]Can you make tools?:[/b] Yes
[b]Can you farm?:[/b] Yes
[b]Any special skills?[/b] He is very strong and smart.
[b]Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:[/b] No
[b]Character Fears:[/b] Zombie Pig Men
[b]Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:[/b] He was working the fields when he was 10, all alone. He was plowing the ground, suddenly a Tsu Storm whipped up, he ran for the house, but the storm was in full effect by time he reached the door. He was whipped to the ground and radiation poisoned him, he blacked out. When he woke up, the house was ripped apart and everything was scatted around. He was wheezy and weak, but he made it to his mothers safe house. There he found a treatment specifically for a event like that. He took some and laid down on the bed. He moaned in pain for several hours, but eventually he was well enough to eat and drink. After that event he never went to far from his home unless he had building supplies and food and water.
[b]A screenshot / description of your skin:[/b] Black guy with a hood
[b]Other Information:[/b] Nope
I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart.
Out-Of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: Gekkey_Mathews How old are you? I am of 15 years Gender?: Male Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Alaska (UTC -9) Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am a hacker (not a cracker) I know that is not that small, but it is thorough. Too much information is better than not enough. Why you would be a good addition to the server: The server would not benefit from having me (it would be worse off for me using it's processing), but the players might have an interesting comrade. Describe yourself in one word: I How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 5 days a week, 3hours a day What do you know about roleplaying?: I know how to play a role, how to separate myself from my character, how to put myself inside my character... I know much, but I can still learn more. What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect actual roleplaying and maturity, not acting. What is your past roleplaying experience?: D&D for at least 3 years; myriads of forum-based RPs; No MMOs, but many single-player RPG video games. What other server have you played on and why did you leave them? I can't remember names, but I left each one for the same reason. To much melodrama... How long have you played minecraft?: since before the Halloween update. Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ): No Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?: I agree with all of them and believe I understand (I might not, but I wouldn't know. If you think you understand something the only way to find out otherwise is to be publicly wrong, and I haven't had a chance to do that yet) What is a slime called on the server? It's not. It is some nuclear waste sludge thing. Have you ever had a sexual intercourse with your pet? ... No. (Why would you ask a thing like that?) Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big): I'm on a quest for a true playing of roles, and I hope this is where my quest ends.
In-Character: Character Name: There are some who call me... Gekkey? Others call me other names, but they are of no consequence. Background / Who are you?: As long as I can remember, I have been on the road with my dad, going wherever he went; him going wherever he pleased in search of peices of the past; The books he held so dear. Every night he would teach me how to read with the seven books he had managed to save through the years. He tried to teach me to fight and fend for myself, but I was never any good at it. When I was sixteen I woke up one day to find he had left in the night. He had left my one book -- the Bible -- and a note telling me it was time for me to stop following him and make my own path. And that's how I got here today. Character Family: My father was a wanderer, and he raised me on the road. I know naught of my mother or if I had any other family. He never spoke of them and I never dared to ask. Character Age: I am young, with 16 years behind me and an unknown amount ahead. Character Appearance:? ((slightly above average height, below average weight, long, brown hair that hasn't been washed or cut in a year, brown eyes, always wears a pensive expression, a red scarf that he occasionally uses to keep the dust out of his face underneath a black pea coat with faded jeans and black hiking boots.)) Character Personality:? Chaotic Neutral; defiant; pensive; Slightly detached from "reality" Occupation: wanderer Can your character read or write? I was taught to read early on. My father always said that there were other world inside books full of knowledge and beauty where we could go when life was hard. Can your character mine? I am not a mighty man. I can barely swing a pick. Can your character build? I can pile dirt into a wall, but nothing more than that Can your character fight? Not one bit. Can you make tools?: That I can do. Can you farm?: I'm not sure; Never tried. Never stayed in one place long enough. Any special skills? a near-perfect memory and a good imagination Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?: debatably schizophrenic (probably a result of the discord between the worlds of the books and the world of our own). physically weak (though agile) Character Fears: being forgotten. I keep a journal every day so that this will never happen. Describe an event where your character is in deep pain: To be in pain, I would have to be attached to something. I have never been attached to anything. Not even the stories. Once read they exist inside my head forever. Physical pain is shallow and can be ignored. A screenshot / description of your skin: Other Information:
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart." (actually I don't even like cheeseburgers)
You seem to have reviewed my first application; before it was improved. Here is the improved one. I understand that the backstory is still short, but I felt it would be tedious to read three paragraphs on walking. If there is anything else wrong with it, do not hesitate to criticize every little thing you find; you cannot offend me.
[b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]Minecraft Account Name:[/b] Lolzwheejars
[b]How old are you?[/b] 15
[b]Gender?:[/b] Male
[b]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: [/b] Canada
[b]Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b] There isn't much to say about myself. I'm the kind of person you'd just look through if you were scanning a crowd. I enjoy roleplay a lot, I indulge in D&D, as well as having a fascination with Post Apocalyptic themes and genres.
[b]Why you would be a good addition to the server:[/b] I can be fairly active, if the server doesn't hate me and allows me to play :tongue.gif:, and I can be and adequate Role Player.
[b]Describe yourself in one word:[/b] Mixed.
[b]How much time could you be on the server weekly?:[/b] 4-7(+) every day. Yes. I have no life. I'm not available every other weekend, though.
[b]What do you know about roleplaying?:[/b] I know how to, in a fairly good way. You react in the way the character you created would act, etc.
[b]What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b] I hope it's a good one. With dedicated care and seriousness.
[b]What is your past roleplaying experience?:[/b] Fairly good. I used to bum around Furcadia and roleplay in the RP dreams there.
[b]What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?[/b] I haven't been on any servers before.
[b]How long have you played minecraft?:[/b] Close to a month.
[b]Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):[/b] No. Never been on a sever to be banned.
[b]Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:[/b] Yes. I have read the rules and I will follow them to my utmost capability.
[b]Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):[/b] I want to be accepted so I can have a more enjoyable time playing minecraft with an assortment of people and roleplay with some serious people who know what they're doing.
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b] Joshua Vwenline
[b]Background / Who are you?:[/b] Joshua grew up with thirteen other people. They were wanderers, nomads. They scavenged what they could, and hunted for the rest. They were an inclosed group and didn't have much to do with interacting with others. Joshua was raised by his father, Harold Vwenline, and the rest of the group as well. Learning from everyone to do this and that, that was essential for surviving. Being a wanderer he learnt how to set up basic shelters, nothing permanent, more or less dead trees and branches leaned up against another dead tree or stuck into the ground and covered in wool. Joshua never needed to know how to farm, it was something of personal interest, and a member of his group, Gary, was all to happy to tell him how he managed to coax plants out of the harsh dirt. Joshua's mother, Rose Vwenline, met her end giving birth to him. It was then that Harold set out to traverse to wastes in search of others, because he knew there was strength and safety with others. When Joshua turned 13 their group started to dwindle. Accidents like falling into highly radioactive water. or being mauled to death by of the various mutants. By age 16 there was only 5 of them remaining, amongst them was his father. One fateful night would define who Joshua is today. It was bitter cold and a stale dirty smell hung in the air, making it difficult to breathe. They were on the lookout for the next best spot to stop for the night. Little did they know they were going to be stopping permanently. The wind took up, and everything was a mad dash for safety. Joshua had no idea what was going on, but knew it would be wisest to follow suit. The dirty smell was no longer just dirty, it smelt deadly! They were closing in on what looked to be a opening in the side of a mountain. Two of the remaining members had already fallen, and everyone was growing weaker by the second. The last thing Joshua remembers hearing the night was his father shouting "Go! Go! Get inside! Breathe low to the ground!" And being thrust forwards into the cave mouth. . . Only to be falling down a long narrow shaft. Joshua had no idea how long he had remained down there, surviving of mushrooms he found while stumbling around in the dark, before he managed to crawl out of that hell. Everything that he was taught would be put to the test now. As he knew he was alone, and was going to be for some time.
[b]Character Family:[/b] Harold Vwenline(Father), Rose Vwenline(Mother). No siblings to speak of.
[b]Character Age:? 29
[b]Character Appearance:?[/b] Slightly tanned, woth short brown hair, dark, distant, brown eyes. His nose curves like a beak, and wears a thick stuble. He stands at about 5'6 and is of average build.
[b]Character Personality:?[/b] Joshua is the kind to keep to himself, however he has his times to branch out towards people. Seeing as he never got the chance when he was younger. Well spoken and literate. He undergoes a serious, but at times a light hearted, demeanor.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Survivalist(Yes?)
[b]Can your character read or write?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character mine?[/b] No.
[b]Can your character build?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character fight?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you make tools?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you farm?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Any special skills?[/b]
[b]Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:[/b] Joshua tends to be the non-talkative type. And most of what has happened to him does not seem to phase him.
[b]Character Fears:[/b] Not being able to keep the family name going. Fears *tight or confining dark* areas.
[b]Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:[/b] Joshua laid there, scratched, bloody, bruised and broken. Complete darkness surrounded him, and the only sound to haunt his misery was the howling fury outside. "My father." he thought "Where was he?!". He must had laid there for an hour or so, quietly sobbing. This being the first time he has cried since he was twelve. More things seemed to flood into his mind to feed his pain. And eventually, when no more tears would sprout forth, he found it best to try and keep moving. He went to rise and was stopped in his tracks. Searing agony gripped his entire body like he was shot with a cannon filled with nails. Various broken ribs, a sprained ankle, and a shattered forearm. Basically a cripple he crawled, what else could he do? As he moved on the terrain started to slope upwards. Balancing on his good leg and using his good arm to steady him, he started a slow ascend. He didn't get very far before falling back onto his broken ribs. It was too much for him and he vomited from the pain. Soon the pain became just a numb feeling making it easier for him to move around, although he still did have to grind his teeth to keep going.
[b]A screenshot / description of your skin:[/b](Can't screen shot) Dark brown clothing, brown hair, slightly tanned skin.
[b]Other Information:[/b]
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Slightly edited. I added a few things. And refined some others.
My Third App. I may have fixed the problem. I must have missed this little nugget the first two reads of the rules. :/
Minecraft Account Name:Ultracougar
How old are you?15
Gender?:Male
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT -6 or Central Time Zone, USA
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:Longish brown Justin Bieber'y hair :tongue.gif: I enjoy playing guitar and making stuff, whatever it may be. Clay, Drawing, Minecraft, anything.
Why you would be a good addition to the server:I'm a serious roleplayer, and I like to roleplay with realism in mind. I hate it when I see crazy unbelieveable characters.. (Like all these crazy assasins, rouges, and Duke-Nukem warriors I keep reading about :tongue.gif:) I enjoy RP'ing with others who are serious about it too, and I can RP as a multitude of different characters. Merchant-types, mercenaries, leaders, followers, you name it. I'm generally a kind and easy going person, and treat everyone with respect. I'm willing to roleplay with anyone. I follow the rules, and have never griefed, stolen, or been banned for any offense.
Describe yourself in one word:Relaxed
How much time could you be on the server weekly?:14+ Hours
What do you know about roleplaying?:I've had alot of experience on other roleplay servers and I know what seperates a good RP from a bad one. I know good plot structure, which helps in keeping a character realistic and feasable. When it comes to construction, I build with realism in mind, and try to vary the materials used in my construction as so it will be aesthetically pleasing and fit with a RP in mind.
What do you expect this server will be like?:I'm hoping the players will be mature and responsible enough to respect the rules. I really dislike getting on to find out my hideaway has been raided by a griefer. On top of that, I'm expecting the survival to actually be survival. I hate the feeling of security all other servers seem to give to you.
I think you should always be wondering what your next course of action is, and how it's going to improve your chances of survival.
What is your past roleplaying experience?:Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I've RP'ed on World of Warcraft and on Warcraft 3 through the SotDRP map.
What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I Left Kingarmy's server because he was a terrible admin. I left The Lands of Navia just out of pure boredom and the willingness to try something knew, although it was an great server, and I still revisit it.
How long have you played minecraft?:A year.
Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):Nope.
Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:Yes, Of course.
What is a slime called on this server?: [Unknown] A nuclear waste creature.
Have you ever had sexual intercourse with your pet?:Not that I can remember.
Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):I've never tryed a futuristic RP server like this before, and want to give it a go. I love the no-**** atitude that you have. I'm really tired of dumbies and idiots that seem to plague other "RP" servers, and I'm really excited about playing on a survival server that actually has to do with survival. :wink.gif:
In-Character:
Character Name:Quincy Sellars
Background / Who are you?: I came from a place far North, where there was plentiful food and other resources. The city was settled on a mountain, and mutants and drones rarely caused trouble. My father died from a construction accident while building a radio tower, which would be used to transfer radio waves all over the surrounding area, when I was 17. My mother raised me from then on. The town had learned to harvest Mutant labor and often took them as slaves. After years of slavery, Mutants from around the town learned of this, and eventually grouped and gathered together. They wanted to free their Mutant brethren, and so staged an attack against the idealic town. At 18 years of age, just one year after the death of my father, the mutants attacked, and slaughtered the town. I was a militiamen in training at the time, and fought valiantly to defend the town. I escaped barely, but my mother was caught in the slaughter. After the escape, I travelled with two other survivors for quite a while, until a terrible mutant ambush killed the other two, from which I barely escaped, yet again. At the age of 19, I stumbled upon the small band of humanity that is the Ruined World, and I'm currently planning to create a home here, by whatever means are required.
Character Family:
Mother:Margarit Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Father:John Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Uncle: Tony Sellars (Killed during the raid)
(Small town, small family)
Character Age:19
Character Appearance:?Shortish, brown hair. Smudged, wrecked glasses. A pair of heavy leather pants, used for their durability. A dark black shirt, for camoflauge at night, with a armored vest. On top of that, another black leather jacket, All for the advantage of being hidden at night, and staying out of sight of mutants. Dirty boots, that are atleast a year or two old. About 5'11" in height, and a slim, non-muscular appearance, but not overly skinny either. Teeth are perfectly white and shiny, from constant dental upkeep. Eyes are a pale brown.
Character Personality:?Friendly, but keeps to himself normally, as do all in the wasteland. Has what some would consider an inappropriate sense of humor, but doesn't care. Focused on his needs and wants and noone elses. Cowardly in some aspects, and always knows an escape route.
Occupation:Was training to be a militiamen at 18, but when the mutants attacked, all career aspirations vanished. He has retained some of his combat skills, and is a good shot with assault rifles. Has experience with operating vehicles, a rarity in a ruined world.
Can your character read or write?Fluently, thanks to education offered as part of the militamen program.
Can your character mine?Yes, Many survival skills were mandatory to be taught in the community.
Can your character build?To a mediocre degree.
Can your character fight?Yes, Militiamen training payed off.
Can you make tools?:Yes. Combat and survival training taught him how to construct tools.
Can you farm?:No. Only a select few in the community farmed, and farming was not a major interest.
Any special skills?A good shot with an assault rifle, and has good leading capabilities, as was taught during his time as a Militiamen.
Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:Anxiety attacks, which, without modern medicine, may sometimes consume him.
Character Fears:Facing an enemy alone, or without support.
Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:
Slowly, I reached towards the hole where the bullet had ripped through the blue jeans. I felt a small metallic nub and cringed from the pain, all the while, gunfire was erupting around me. A large greenish muscular figure ran by my right and I attempted to crawl away. Women were screaming and men yelling "To Arms!". As a flood of mutant-kind broke through a nearby gate, I had finally made my way to a pillar supporting the outer perimeter wall. I reached into the wound and yanked the bullet out as quickly as possible. A pain then erupted through my lower body so horrible that I near vomited. The bullet was out, but was the leg useless? I needed to get out of there, and a bummed leg ment I was dead meat. But atleast it was a bullet-less leg.
A screenshot / description of your skin:Custom skin, as described above.
Other Information:Really hoping this revised application is sufficient. I'm hoping to have fun on this server!
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Alright, Dan, I realize you think this is a great RP server and you have high standards, but the point is, alot of the people you've turned down are great players, and it's very disrespectful for us to get a response like this. All we're asking is that you let us know what it is you don't like about our application. Just a little more respect is all. We're not rabble that you have to sift through in order to find the perfect player. On top of that, some of the apps you've accepted show extreme illiteracy and just god-awful storytelling, but how are they good enough? I don't understand it.
I know what you mean, but good roleplayers should also know how to make good and big applications to.
I give only a when i deny because i want people to learn of their own mistakes.
I know i have accepted bad applications, but i have learned out of my mistakes. So i don't accept any bad applications now.
I'm happy you had enough balls to write this, though you removed it. I like when people kinda try to learn the owner something...
[b]Out-Of-Character:[/b]
[b]Minecraft Account Name:[/b] Lolzwheejars
[b]How old are you?[/b] 15
[b]Gender?:[/b] Male
[b]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: [/b] Canada
[b]Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:[/b] There isn't much to say about myself. I'm the kind of person you'd just look through if you were scanning a crowd. I enjoy roleplay a lot, I indulge in D&D, as well as having a fascination with Post Apocalyptic themes and genres.
[b]Why you would be a good addition to the server:[/b] I can be fairly active, if the server doesn't hate me and allows me to play :tongue.gif:, and I can be and adequate Role Player.
[b]Describe yourself in one word:[/b] Mixed.
[b]How much time could you be on the server weekly?:[/b] 4-7(+) every day. Yes. I have no life. I'm not available every other weekend, though.
[b]What do you know about roleplaying?:[/b] I know how to, in a fairly good way. You react in the way the character you created would act, etc.
[b]What do you expect this server will be like?:[/b] I hope it's a good one. With dedicated care and seriousness.
[b]What is your past roleplaying experience?:[/b] Fairly good. I used to bum around Furcadia and roleplay in the RP dreams there.
[b]What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?[/b] I haven't been on any servers before.
[b]How long have you played minecraft?:[/b] Close to a month.
[b]Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):[/b] No. Never been on a sever to be banned.
[b]Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:[/b] Yes. I have read the rules and I will follow them to my utmost capability.
[b]Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):[/b] I want to be accepted so I can have a more enjoyable time playing minecraft with an assortment of people and roleplay with some serious people who know what they're doing.
[b]In-Character:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b] Joshua Vwenline
[b]Background / Who are you?:[/b] Joshua grew up with thirteen other people. They were wanderers, nomads. They scavenged what they could, and hunted for the rest. They were an inclosed group and didn't have much to do with interacting with others. Joshua was raised by his father, Harold Vwenline, and the rest of the group as well. Learning from everyone to do this and that, that was essential for surviving. Being a wanderer he learnt how to set up basic shelters, nothing permanent, more or less dead trees and branches leaned up against another dead tree or stuck into the ground and covered in wool. Joshua never needed to know how to farm, it was something of personal interest, and a member of his group, Gary, was all to happy to tell him how he managed to coax plants out of the harsh dirt. Joshua's mother, Rose Vwenline, met her end giving birth to him. It was then that Harold set out to traverse to wastes in search of others, because he knew there was strength and safety with others. When Joshua turned 13 their group started to dwindle. Accidents like falling into highly radioactive water. or being mauled to death by of the various mutants. By age 16 there was only 5 of them remaining, amongst them was his father. One fateful night would define who Joshua is today. It was bitter cold and a stale dirty smell hung in the air, making it difficult to breathe. They were on the lookout for the next best spot to stop for the night. Little did they know they were going to be stopping permanently. The wind took up, and everything was a mad dash for safety. Joshua had no idea what was going on, but knew it would be wisest to follow suit. The dirty smell was no longer just dirty, it smelt deadly! They were closing in on what looked to be a opening in the side of a mountain. Two of the remaining members had already fallen, and everyone was growing weaker by the second. The last thing Joshua remembers hearing the night was his father shouting "Go! Go! Get inside! Breathe low to the ground!" And being thrust forwards into the cave mouth. . . Only to be falling down a long narrow shaft. Joshua had no idea how long he had remained down there, surviving of mushrooms he found while stumbling around in the dark, before he managed to crawl out of that hell. Everything that he was taught would be put to the test now. As he knew he was alone, and was going to be for some time.
[b]Character Family:[/b] Harold Vwenline(Father), Rose Vwenline(Mother). No siblings to speak of.
[b]Character Age:? 29
[b]Character Appearance:?[/b] Slightly tanned, woth short brown hair, dark, distant, brown eyes. His nose curves like a beak, and wears a thick stuble. He stands at about 5'6 and is of average build.
[b]Character Personality:?[/b] Joshua is the kind to keep to himself, however he has his times to branch out towards people. Seeing as he never got the chance when he was younger. Well spoken and literate. He undergoes a serious, but at times a light hearted, demeanor.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Survivalist(Yes?)
[b]Can your character read or write?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character mine?[/b] No.
[b]Can your character build?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can your character fight?[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you make tools?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Can you farm?:[/b] Yes.
[b]Any special skills?[/b]
[b]Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:[/b] Joshua tends to be the non-talkative type. And most of what has happened to him does not seem to phase him.
[b]Character Fears:[/b] Not being able to keep the family name going. Fears *tight or confining dark* areas.
[b]Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:[/b] Joshua laid there, scratched, bloody, bruised and broken. Complete darkness surrounded him, and the only sound to haunt his misery was the howling fury outside. "My father." he thought "Where was he?!". He must had laid there for an hour or so, quietly sobbing. This being the first time he has cried since he was twelve. More things seemed to flood into his mind to feed his pain. And eventually, when no more tears would sprout forth, he found it best to try and keep moving. He went to rise and was stopped in his tracks. Searing agony gripped his entire body like he was shot with a cannon filled with nails. Various broken ribs, a sprained ankle, and a shattered forearm. Basically a cripple he crawled, what else could he do? As he moved on the terrain started to slope upwards. Balancing on his good leg and using his good arm to steady him, he started a slow ascend. He didn't get very far before falling back onto his broken ribs. It was too much for him and he vomited from the pain. Soon the pain became just a numb feeling making it easier for him to move around, although he still did have to grind his teeth to keep going.
[b]A screenshot / description of your skin:[/b](Can't screen shot) Dark brown clothing, brown hair, slightly tanned skin.
[b]Other Information:[/b]
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Slightly edited. I added a few things. And refined some others.
OP
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I don't even want to tell you if you don't now what OP is at age 15..
Read through past couple of pages,didn't see a reasponse to my app.It was between pages 135-137,I believe 137.Any replies would be
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-Better stay down,son. I don't like having to shoot twice. Waste of ammo.-
"May good have mercy upon my enemies, 'cause I sure as hell won't."-General George S. Patton
If you like I would tell you the ideas I have so far for my server so you don't think
I'm "stealing" anything.
That is like the most griefer thing you can get D:
Read the rules please :biggrin.gif:
But you're evading my point. I wasn't just talking about my App, as there is certainly something wrong with it. According to you.
But what about this app:
Its recent. And apparently completely perfect. What is the difference between this app and some of the others that have been declined. Maybe you could type up an example and add it to the Info Section of this thread so we could see that our apps were declined for a good reason.
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Minecraft Account Name:Ultracougar
How old are you?15
Gender?:Male
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT -6 or Central Time Zone, USA
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:Longish brown Justin Bieber'y hair :tongue.gif: I enjoy playing guitar and making stuff, whatever it may be. Clay, Drawing, Minecraft, anything.
Why you would be a good addition to the server:I'm a serious roleplayer, and I like to roleplay with realism in mind. I hate it when I see crazy unbelieveable characters.. (Like all these crazy assasins, rouges, and Duke-Nukem warriors I keep reading about :tongue.gif:) I enjoy RP'ing with others who are serious about it too, and I can RP as a multitude of different characters. Merchant-types, mercenaries, leaders, followers, you name it. I'm generally a kind and easy going person, and treat everyone with respect. I'm willing to roleplay with anyone. I follow the rules, and have never griefed, stolen, or been banned for any offense.
Describe yourself in one word:Relaxed
How much time could you be on the server weekly?:14+ Hours
What do you know about roleplaying?:I've had alot of experience on other roleplay servers and I know what seperates a good RP from a bad one. I know good plot structure, which helps in keeping a character realistic and feasable. When it comes to construction, I build with realism in mind, and try to vary the materials used in my construction as so it will be aesthetically pleasing and fit with a RP in mind.
What do you expect this server will be like?:I'm hoping the players will be mature and responsible enough to respect the rules. I really dislike getting on to find out my hideaway has been raided by a griefer. On top of that, I'm expecting the survival to actually be survival. I hate the feeling of security all other servers seem to give to you.
I think you should always be wondering what your next course of action is, and how it's going to improve your chances of survival.
What is your past roleplaying experience?:Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I've RP'ed on World of Warcraft and on Warcraft 3 through the SotDRP map.
What other server have you played on and why did you leave them?Kingarmy's Server, The Lands of Navia. I Left Kingarmy's server because he was a terrible admin. I left The Lands of Navia just out of pure boredom and the willingness to try something knew, although it was an great server, and I still revisit it.
How long have you played minecraft?:A year.
Have you ever been banned before? if you have write the reason why to( Be Honest ):Nope.
Have you read the rules? Do you understand them and do you agreed with them?:Yes, Of course.
What is a slime called on this server?: [Unknown] A nuclear waste creature.
Have you ever had sexual intercourse with your pet?:Not that I can remember.
Why you want to be accepted (A short answer, nothing big):I've never tryed a futuristic RP server like this before, and want to give it a go. I love the no-**** atitude that you have. I'm really tired of dumbies and idiots that seem to plague other "RP" servers, and I'm really excited about playing on a survival server that actually has to do with survival. :wink.gif:
In-Character:
Character Name:Quincy Sellars
Background / Who are you?: I came from a place far North, where there was plentiful food and other resources. The city was settled on a mountain, and mutants and drones rarely caused trouble. My father died from a construction accident while building a radio tower, which would be used to transfer radio waves all over the surrounding area, when I was 17. My mother raised me from then on. The town had learned to harvest Mutant labor and often took them as slaves. After years of slavery, Mutants from around the town learned of this, and eventually grouped and gathered together. They wanted to free their Mutant brethren, and so staged an attack against the idealic town. At 18 years of age, just one year after the death of my father, the mutants attacked, and slaughtered the town. I was a militiamen in training at the time, and fought valiantly to defend the town. I escaped barely, but my mother was caught in the slaughter. After the escape, I travelled with two other survivors for quite a while, until a terrible mutant ambush killed the other two, from which I barely escaped, yet again. At the age of 19, I stumbled upon the small band of humanity that is the Ruined World, and I'm currently planning to create a home here, by whatever means are required.
Character Family:
Mother:Margarit Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Father:John Sellars (Killed during the raid)
Uncle: Tony Sellars (Killed during the raid)
(Small town, small family)
Character Age:19
Character Appearance:?Shortish, brown hair. Smudged, wrecked glasses. A pair of heavy leather pants, used for their durability. A dark black shirt, for camoflauge at night, with a armored vest. On top of that, another black leather jacket, All for the advantage of being hidden at night, and staying out of sight of mutants. Dirty boots, that are atleast a year or two old. About 5'11" in height, and a slim, non-muscular appearance, but not overly skinny either. Teeth are perfectly white and shiny, from constant dental upkeep. Eyes are a pale brown.
Character Personality:?Friendly, but keeps to himself normally, as do all in the wasteland. Has what some would consider an inappropriate sense of humor, but doesn't care. Focused on his needs and wants and noone elses. Cowardly in some aspects, and always knows an escape route.
Occupation:Was training to be a militiamen at 18, but when the mutants attacked, all career aspirations vanished. He has retained some of his combat skills, and is a good shot with assault rifles. Has experience with operating vehicles, a rarity in a ruined world.
Can your character read or write?Fluently, thanks to education offered as part of the militamen program.
Can your character mine?Yes, Many survival skills were mandatory to be taught in the community.
Can your character build?To a mediocre degree.
Can your character fight?Yes, Militiamen training payed off.
Can you make tools?:Yes. Combat and survival training taught him how to construct tools.
Can you farm?:No. Only a select few in the community farmed, and farming was not a major interest.
Any special skills?A good shot with an assault rifle, and has good leading capabilities, as was taught during his time as a Militiamen.
Does your character have any health/physical or mental problems/issues?:Anxiety attacks, which, without modern medicine, may sometimes consume him.
Character Fears:Facing an enemy alone, or without support.
Describe an event where your character is in deep pain:
Slowly, I reached towards the hole where the bullet had ripped through the blue jeans. I felt a small metallic nub and cringed from the pain, all the while, gunfire was erupting around me. A large greenish muscular figure ran by my right and I attempted to crawl away. Women were screaming and men yelling "To Arms!". As a flood of mutant-kind broke through a nearby gate, I had finally made my way to a pillar supporting the outer perimeter wall. I reached into the wound and yanked the bullet out as quickly as possible. A pain then erupted through my lower body so horrible that I near vomited. The bullet was out, but was the leg useless? I needed to get out of there, and a bummed leg ment I was dead meat. But atleast it was a bullet-less leg.
A screenshot / description of your skin:Custom skin, as described above.
Other Information:Really hoping this revised application is sufficient. I'm hoping to have fun on this server!
"I will use ((*)) or brackets to speak in OOC in the local chat if needed or I will get banned and i love cheeseburgers with all my heart."
Thanks.
I know what you mean, but good roleplayers should also know how to make good and big applications to.
I give only a
I know i have accepted bad applications, but i have learned out of my mistakes. So i don't accept any bad applications now.
I'm happy you had enough balls to write this, though you removed it. I like when people kinda try to learn the owner something...
I don't even want to tell you if you don't now what OP is at age 15..
"May good have mercy upon my enemies, 'cause I sure as hell won't."-General George S. Patton