and people on staff.
We're limiting numbers due to the smuggling of this launch.
If you wish to be on build, post your creations and I have to really trust you to let you on. Other than that we won't have people who build what they please and not follow general outlines.
People on staff.
Does that mean me too? I am a whitelister :3
OOC
IGN:nolanwashere
Age:12 (please don't judge by my age I can roleplay very well)
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I have played on THE VAULT RP and I liked it soo much I tried to donate, I know how you people ran THE VAULT RP and I loved how you did. I also love the idea of Roleplaying.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC
Name: Nolan
Age: 31
RP example:
A man walks up to Nolan ans says:
"Hello there mister would you like a job on board of my ship you look like you could be a good crew member, tell me how do you feel like being a stoker on my ship you seem like you are strong enough"
Nolan says:
"Well I am out of a job and I guess I am strong enough to be a stoker, sure I'll take it!"
Bio: Nolan Andrews grew up in a small junkyard there was barely anything to eat, people had to fight eachother down in The Pit so this small group who ruled the scrapyard would give them food. Nolan was was the ******* son of the gang leader whos name was Tison Andrews, Tison had just got lucky with some poor girl who had to raise Nolan alone. When Nolan turned 13 she abandoned him too he continued to fight foor Tisons entertainment.
17 YEARS LATER
On a dusty, sandstormy day, Nolan was fighting in the arena when his opponent through some sand in his eye and hit Nolan with a pretty hard punch, the punch knocked Nolan out. Nolan awoke on the ground outside of The Pit, he walked back towards his sand shack to get something to drink. Nolan walked out of his shack while drinking some dirty water,
he looked over towards The Pit he saw some flames through the sandstorm he ran over to The Pit dropping his water and wondering what those flames were. Nolan arived at The Pit and he saw that some villagers seemed to have gotten a hold of a weapon and were trying to fight Tisons gang. Nolan decieded he should just take cover and watch the firefight he noticed that the Rebels were actually pushing Tisons men back he noticed that Tisons men were abboarding an airship and he seemed to look enough like Tisons men. Nolan ran toward the airship praying that the real gang would not notice him. he got onto the airship and had slipped away down into the steamworks of the machine. he was hiding behind a gunbox when he noticed some of Tisons men coming down one of them said "I swear I counted 38 men boarding the ship, but in the rollcall I ounted 37, we got'ta search EVERYWHERE maybe one of the villagers snuck on board!"
Nolan tried to evade them he was walking through the steam engine rooms when he didn't notice he was backing towards a steam piston, he walked backwards and was hit in the head by the high powered steam piston.
When Nolan woke up he had amnesia and couldn't remember anything but his first name...
OOC
IGN:nolanwashere
On a dusty, sandstormy day, Nolan was fighting in the arena when his opponent through some sand in his eye and hit Nolan with a pretty hard punch, the punch knocked Nolan out. Nolan awoke on the ground outside of The Pit, he walked back towards his sand shack to get something to drink. Nolan walked out of his shack while drinking some dirty water,
he looked over towards The Pit he saw some flames through the sandstorm he ran over to The Pit dropping his water and wondering what those flames were. Nolan arived at The Pit and he saw that some villagers seemed to have gotten a hold of a weapon and were trying to fight Tisons .
golly toto, I really don't think we're in the VAULT anymore!
OOC
IGN:nolanwashere
Age:12 (please don't judge by my age I can roleplay very well)
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I have played on THE VAULT RP and I liked it soo much I tried to donate, I know how you people ran THE VAULT RP and I loved how you did. I also love the idea of Roleplaying.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC
Name: Nolan
Age: 31
RP example:
A man walks up to Nolan ans says:
"Hello there mister would you like a job on board of my ship you look like you could be a good crew member, tell me how do you feel like being a stoker on my ship you seem like you are strong enough"
Nolan says:
"Well I am out of a job and I guess I am strong enough to be a stoker, sure I'll take it!"
Bio: Nolan Andrews grew up in a small village there was barely anything to eat, people had to fight eachother down in a small excavation site so this small group who ruled the village would give them food. Nolan was was the ******* son of the gang leader whos name was Tison Andrews, Tison had just got lucky with some poor girl who had to raise Nolan alone. When Nolan turned 13 she abandoned him too he continued to fight foor Tisons entertainment.
17 YEARS LATER
On a dusty, sandstormy day, Nolan was fighting in the arena when his opponent through some sand in his eye and hit Nolan with a pretty hard punch, the punch knocked Nolan out. Nolan awoke on the ground outside of The Pit, he walked back towards his sand shack to get something to drink. Nolan walked out of his shack while drinking some water,
he looked over towards The Pit he saw some flames through the sandstorm he ran over to The Pit dropping his water and wondering what those flames were. Nolan arived at The Pit and he saw that some villagers seemed to have gotten a hold of a weapon and were trying to fight Tisons gang. Nolan decieded he should just take cover and watch the firefight he noticed that the Rebels were actually pushing Tisons men back he noticed that Tisons men were abboarding an airship and he seemed to look enough like Tisons men. Nolan ran toward the airship praying that the real gang would not notice him. he got onto the airship and had slipped away down into the steamworks of the air machine. he was hiding behind a box when he noticed some of Tisons men coming down one of them said "I swear I counted 38 men boarding the ship, but in the rollcall I ounted 37, we got'ta search EVERYWHERE maybe one of the villagers snuck on board!"
Nolan tried to evade them he was walking through the steam engine rooms when he didn't notice he was backing towards a steam piston, he walked backwards and was hit in the head by the high powered steam piston.
When Nolan woke up he had amnesia and couldn't remember anything but his first name...
I changed what parts seemed kinda fallout like as much as I could but this isn't supposed to be a apocalipse village just like a poor place in a desert area
OOC
IGN:ryan2424
Age:15
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Because I was part of the old server run by these admins and I was impressed.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Deadeye_Duncan
Age: 24
RP example: "Sir, Bones have breached the outer lines!" Yells Duncan.
"Well, Duncan, what are you waiting for, pick 'em off!" Replies Major Zim.
"That's all I needed to hear sir." says Duncan happily.
*Taking aim down his sights, Duncan picks the largest target he sees and puts two rounds in its chest*
"RIGHT FLANK, RIGHT FLANK!" is yelled from the crowd of C.O.G. soldiers.
*Spinning quickly Duncan fires four rounds dropping 3 of his four targets*
"Good shooting Duncan, if all the men could shoot like that, this war would be over!"
Duncan would never get to see who said this because at this moment something behind them exploded and knocked Duncan unconscious.
When he wakes up, he sees crowds of C.O.G. soldiers standing stunned at the loss of life before them. Entire platoons and companies lay dead before them, and that isn't counting the loss the Bones suffered.
Seeing him, the nearest crowd of soldiers came over and helped him to the medical tent. There he was put under while they examined his limbs to make sure nothing was broken. When he woke up the camp was abandoned and he had been left, more than likely because they assumed he had died. Finding the nearest rifle, he loaded it and started walking, hoping to find some C.O.G. soldiers before he found and Bones, but either would be fine in his mind.
Bio: Duncan was a C.O.G. rifleman, when he lost his unit in a skirmish with the Bones, he was left behind. He didn't hold any grudges against the C.O.G. so he still tries to find them. His stature was unusual for a soldier since he stood 6 foot 3 inches and weighed 236 pounds. Most of the men around him were smaller. His eyes were blue and his hair, which he kept cut in a flat top, was blond.
OOC
IGN:ryan2424
Age:15
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Because I was part of the old server run by these admins and I was impressed.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Deadeye_Duncan
Age: 24
RP example: "Sir, Bones have breached the outer lines!" Yells Duncan.
"Well, Duncan, what are you waiting for, pick 'em off!" Replies Major Zim.
"That's all I needed to hear sir." says Duncan happily.
*Taking aim down his sights, Duncan picks the largest target he sees and puts two rounds in its chest*
"RIGHT FLANK, RIGHT FLANK!" is yelled from the crowd of C.O.G. soldiers.
*Spinning quickly Duncan fires four rounds dropping 3 of his four targets*
"Good shooting Duncan, if all the men could shoot like that, this war would be over!"
Duncan would never get to see who said this because at this moment something behind them exploded and knocked Duncan unconscious.
When he wakes up, he sees crowds of C.O.G. soldiers standing stunned at the loss of life before them. Entire platoons and companies lay dead before them, and that isn't counting the loss the Bones suffered.
Seeing him, the nearest crowd of soldiers came over and helped him to the medical tent. There he was put under while they examined his limbs to make sure nothing was broken. When he woke up the camp was abandoned and he had been left, more than likely because they assumed he had died. Finding the nearest rifle, he loaded it and started walking, hoping to find some C.O.G. soldiers before he found and Bones, but either would be fine in his mind.
Bio: Duncan was a C.O.G. rifleman, when he lost his unit in a skirmish with the Bones, he was left behind. He didn't hold any grudges against the C.O.G. so he still tries to find them. His stature was unusual for a soldier since he stood 6 foot 3 inches and weighed 236 pounds. Most of the men around him were smaller. His eyes were blue and his hair, which he kept cut in a flat top, was blond.
It's Zamiel and CoG is full until bones get more members
It came out with 1.1 but we're waiting on bukkit.
Ah
People on staff.
Does that mean me too? I am a whitelister :3
IGN:nolanwashere
Age:12 (please don't judge by my age I can roleplay very well)
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I have played on THE VAULT RP and I liked it soo much I tried to donate, I know how you people ran THE VAULT RP and I loved how you did. I also love the idea of Roleplaying.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC
Name: Nolan
Age: 31
RP example:
A man walks up to Nolan ans says:
"Hello there mister would you like a job on board of my ship you look like you could be a good crew member, tell me how do you feel like being a stoker on my ship you seem like you are strong enough"
Nolan says:
"Well I am out of a job and I guess I am strong enough to be a stoker, sure I'll take it!"
Bio: Nolan Andrews grew up in a small junkyard there was barely anything to eat, people had to fight eachother down in The Pit so this small group who ruled the scrapyard would give them food. Nolan was was the ******* son of the gang leader whos name was Tison Andrews, Tison had just got lucky with some poor girl who had to raise Nolan alone. When Nolan turned 13 she abandoned him too he continued to fight foor Tisons entertainment.
17 YEARS LATER
On a dusty, sandstormy day, Nolan was fighting in the arena when his opponent through some sand in his eye and hit Nolan with a pretty hard punch, the punch knocked Nolan out. Nolan awoke on the ground outside of The Pit, he walked back towards his sand shack to get something to drink. Nolan walked out of his shack while drinking some dirty water,
he looked over towards The Pit he saw some flames through the sandstorm he ran over to The Pit dropping his water and wondering what those flames were. Nolan arived at The Pit and he saw that some villagers seemed to have gotten a hold of a weapon and were trying to fight Tisons gang. Nolan decieded he should just take cover and watch the firefight he noticed that the Rebels were actually pushing Tisons men back he noticed that Tisons men were abboarding an airship and he seemed to look enough like Tisons men. Nolan ran toward the airship praying that the real gang would not notice him. he got onto the airship and had slipped away down into the steamworks of the machine. he was hiding behind a gunbox when he noticed some of Tisons men coming down one of them said "I swear I counted 38 men boarding the ship, but in the rollcall I ounted 37, we got'ta search EVERYWHERE maybe one of the villagers snuck on board!"
Nolan tried to evade them he was walking through the steam engine rooms when he didn't notice he was backing towards a steam piston, he walked backwards and was hit in the head by the high powered steam piston.
When Nolan woke up he had amnesia and couldn't remember anything but his first name...
golly toto, I really don't think we're in the VAULT anymore!
What?
No did that sound to much like fallout? because I didn't mean radiation water by dirty water
Yeah, it was kind of really fallouty.
I don't think the bones have gangs and such.
Bones who said the gang was bones?
IGN:nolanwashere
Age:12 (please don't judge by my age I can roleplay very well)
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I have played on THE VAULT RP and I liked it soo much I tried to donate, I know how you people ran THE VAULT RP and I loved how you did. I also love the idea of Roleplaying.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC
Name: Nolan
Age: 31
RP example:
A man walks up to Nolan ans says:
"Hello there mister would you like a job on board of my ship you look like you could be a good crew member, tell me how do you feel like being a stoker on my ship you seem like you are strong enough"
Nolan says:
"Well I am out of a job and I guess I am strong enough to be a stoker, sure I'll take it!"
Bio: Nolan Andrews grew up in a small village there was barely anything to eat, people had to fight eachother down in a small excavation site so this small group who ruled the village would give them food. Nolan was was the ******* son of the gang leader whos name was Tison Andrews, Tison had just got lucky with some poor girl who had to raise Nolan alone. When Nolan turned 13 she abandoned him too he continued to fight foor Tisons entertainment.
17 YEARS LATER
On a dusty, sandstormy day, Nolan was fighting in the arena when his opponent through some sand in his eye and hit Nolan with a pretty hard punch, the punch knocked Nolan out. Nolan awoke on the ground outside of The Pit, he walked back towards his sand shack to get something to drink. Nolan walked out of his shack while drinking some water,
he looked over towards The Pit he saw some flames through the sandstorm he ran over to The Pit dropping his water and wondering what those flames were. Nolan arived at The Pit and he saw that some villagers seemed to have gotten a hold of a weapon and were trying to fight Tisons gang. Nolan decieded he should just take cover and watch the firefight he noticed that the Rebels were actually pushing Tisons men back he noticed that Tisons men were abboarding an airship and he seemed to look enough like Tisons men. Nolan ran toward the airship praying that the real gang would not notice him. he got onto the airship and had slipped away down into the steamworks of the air machine. he was hiding behind a box when he noticed some of Tisons men coming down one of them said "I swear I counted 38 men boarding the ship, but in the rollcall I ounted 37, we got'ta search EVERYWHERE maybe one of the villagers snuck on board!"
Nolan tried to evade them he was walking through the steam engine rooms when he didn't notice he was backing towards a steam piston, he walked backwards and was hit in the head by the high powered steam piston.
When Nolan woke up he had amnesia and couldn't remember anything but his first name...
I changed what parts seemed kinda fallout like as much as I could but this isn't supposed to be a apocalipse village just like a poor place in a desert area
IGN:ryan2424
Age:15
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Because I was part of the old server run by these admins and I was impressed.
Have you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Deadeye_Duncan
Age: 24
RP example: "Sir, Bones have breached the outer lines!" Yells Duncan.
"Well, Duncan, what are you waiting for, pick 'em off!" Replies Major Zim.
"That's all I needed to hear sir." says Duncan happily.
*Taking aim down his sights, Duncan picks the largest target he sees and puts two rounds in its chest*
"RIGHT FLANK, RIGHT FLANK!" is yelled from the crowd of C.O.G. soldiers.
*Spinning quickly Duncan fires four rounds dropping 3 of his four targets*
"Good shooting Duncan, if all the men could shoot like that, this war would be over!"
Duncan would never get to see who said this because at this moment something behind them exploded and knocked Duncan unconscious.
When he wakes up, he sees crowds of C.O.G. soldiers standing stunned at the loss of life before them. Entire platoons and companies lay dead before them, and that isn't counting the loss the Bones suffered.
Seeing him, the nearest crowd of soldiers came over and helped him to the medical tent. There he was put under while they examined his limbs to make sure nothing was broken. When he woke up the camp was abandoned and he had been left, more than likely because they assumed he had died. Finding the nearest rifle, he loaded it and started walking, hoping to find some C.O.G. soldiers before he found and Bones, but either would be fine in his mind.
Bio: Duncan was a C.O.G. rifleman, when he lost his unit in a skirmish with the Bones, he was left behind. He didn't hold any grudges against the C.O.G. so he still tries to find them. His stature was unusual for a soldier since he stood 6 foot 3 inches and weighed 236 pounds. Most of the men around him were smaller. His eyes were blue and his hair, which he kept cut in a flat top, was blond.
It's out.
*Slowly raises up hand and smiles creepily*
But, only of its a girl...
****.
Nolan accepted.
Naw man, the child shall be an infant!
Forever!
Edit: she hasn't even given birth yet. I mean there can be a chance she might not carry the child.
OMG thankyou so much you're the best :biggrin.gif:
It's Zamiel and CoG is full until bones get more members
Well, had to try.
****.