(( I know there is not that much but there is something you forgot. Read the rules again you'll see it's not going to be a big improvement. and there is enough for a ent but i give second chances with people i know and people who have awsome avatars. im joking with the avatar one but the bio can be more larger. just saying. and also there is very little much for you to do in the application. but anyway sorry not accepted. But we DO need you for this fight so very much. ))
{Ah, well, I pretty much knew that this app was going to be a failure... Anyway, how about this app request? I used it for another RP, if thats ok.}
Name: Eshar.
Age: Nine hundred and fifty-eight. But then, pheonixes don't die of age, so thats excusable.
Race: White pheonix. They are much rarer than the normal red pheonix, and specialise in psychic talent rather than fire power, but they are still reborn in fire and (mostly) fireproof. Note that he can only be reborn if he dies of old age.
Title: The wanderer.
Equipment: Little other than his magic, his blade and some basic survival gear.
Bio: Born in a ruin on a small island, Eshar seeks only to improve the world in a way that benefits everyone, from creepers to humans to pigmen. At the age of two hundred and thirty-one, he left the isle to see the lands beyond, but was horrified at what he saw-Humans fighting creepers, pigmen, the undead, even others of their own kind. So he took on the form of a human himself, and traveled from one land to the other, protecting creepers and pigmen from the humans wrath. Unless he is helping another creature, he remains a pacifist.
Appearance: In pheonix form, he is a huge, falconish bird with white-and-orange plumage, large wings and a feathered crest. In human form, he is a traveller, who usually keeps his face-which looks falconian even in human form- hidden by a hood. He is slightly shorter than average, and not too strong physically, but he makes up for that with his magic. He wears a grey cloak with many hidden pockets, where he keeps his money, tools, and sometimes, his pet dragonfly Whizz. { [>>-i>] }
Skills: Eshar is a psychic. His main skill is telekinesis, being able to move things with his mind, but he can also create shieds of pure energy to protect himself or others, however, these drain his energy and he cannot maintain them for long. He owns a shortsword, but rarely uses it in battle.
Pet Request, if thats ok.
Name: Whizz.
Species: Dragonfly.
Appearance: Large, gold-and-blue shiny dragonfly.
Bio: Not much to say really. Eshar found Whizz on his travels, and he has stayed with him ever since.
Special traits: Speed and agility. Whizz is actually even faster than his pheonix master. His feet end in tiny spikes, which can hurt if an enemy is not prepared for his attack.}
(( Fried chicken put more detail in your posts more than one line and btw williamman57 you are in charge for a day me and my brother are going to blizzcon in cal. Maybe 2 days anyways also fried chicken will be coming in when you guys get to the town edit both of you guys are accepted))
Teek looks at something shiny at the ground. "Oi maydin! look! a gold nugget." (im gonna be maydin for a sec) Maydin and Teek pick it up and realize they are bing sucked into a black hole "OH NO!! QUICK PULL US OU-" They then drowned into the pool of darkness
(( You are in yes and btw our flight wa canceled very late and we stayed at the airport for the night so let me post this quickly ))
Teep soon grabs hold of maydin and tries his best to pull out of the pool of darkening. (( i cant right that much more because i have terrible internet connection, My laptop does not show things instantly. and i am very tired so im gonan take a nap on a bench. ))
(( hopefully im still in control of this page so i will add you guys in alright? We are just leaving blizzcon and coming back to ct sorry for duoble posting XD and also for noobs whho just signed up for mc forums there use to be an old one and welli had to recreate my account so :sad.gif: ))
"You've been alone for days now..." Trayk wispers to himself softly as he glances at the bizarre event happening a few yards away. He has kept himself hidden behind a tree to make sure he doesn't frighten them. "Shut up, I know that." He says to himself. Being alone in the wilderness again has brought out his other side.
"Well? What are you going to do about it?" He askes himself. "This." he says, and leaps from behind the tree, rushing over to the others. "Good," the other side says "they may help you in the end." Trayk rushes up to Teek from behind ans lunges his cane at maydin.
(( Gonna be off topic here for a moment. Me and redbark were hanging out for a while (we found out we DO live nextdoor) and so i was trying to sign in and i forgot my curse ID so Redbark said i can use his D: and so i logged on to post something then he was gonna log back on to Redbark and all of a sudden he couldnt kept on saying "This account is in use of a curse account" So whenever he joins he is always my account D: i know i should do this in support but hey Redbark was on this one and im a lazy ******* so please do help us out or we have to share eachothers accounts. ))
(( Hey it is me Redbark :sad.gif: still trying to figure out what to do anyways let me do this. edit: Im back from blizzcon ))
Teek soon grabs hold of this mans hand and then gets out grabbing maydins hand and pulls her out. "Thank you, Sir" He then eyes on the slike and walks up toward him "Well seems like you are a slike. Names teek. Yours?" Teek then shows his hand awaiting a cheerful hand shake without anything about to attack them atleast.
Trayk fixes his robe and straightens himself up. He sets his eyes on the slike in front of him and slowly starts to pull out his stone. "You havent eaten in two days." the other side wispers underneath his breath. "And you KNOW you can eat that."
Getting ahold of himself, Trayk lowers the stone and slips it into his pocket. "I know, but not right now. These people are nice, I can tell." He looks over to Teek and says, "Hello there. Sorry to interupt, but I should introduce myself. My name is Trayk." He gives his hand out to shake it, still trembling to overcome the other sides orders.
It'd be nice to amass enough blocks for a serious construction using these templates. Instead of having fake temples and castles, I could have real fake temples and castles <3
Name: Dimrond
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: "short Stout man who seems to be aged with scars and the usual skin of a dwarf, his choice of hair style is questionable..."
Title: Aged Miner
Equipment: (orn steel pickaxe,several tnt sticks, 15 torches, Iron boots,leggings, platemail)
Bio: "He was the son of a noble dwarf. He father was sent out by order of the dwarven king to kill invading goblins with his men. During the battle things went wrong with teh turn and a goblin pushed the dwarf into a pit of lava. The boy dwarf hear this news followed the path of his father, becoming a dwarf warrior fighting off the invading goblins that came threw the tunnels year after year. One time during a battle he fouund the place of his fathers death looking for his fathers skeleton a goblin kicked teh dwarf on the ground using his flimsy dagger to try and cut the dwarfs skull open. lucky for the dwarf it didn't go to deep but still making his eye go blind and leaving a scar that would never heal. The brave dwarf struggled to get up but the goblin would get off. The dwarfthen tried flipping him self of the bridge hoping he wouldn't hit the lava down bellow. It worked flipping teh goblin off into the lava. The dwarf couldn't find a way up so he followed the pathway where he saw his fathers skeleton. He shead a tear picked up his wathers pick axe and countinued onwards. he found a small cave exit and sword he would return to his homeland once he had killed the goblins that had fleed during the battle his father had lost..."
Name: Dimrond
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: "short Stout man who seems to be aged with scars and the usual skin of a dwarf, his choice of hair style is questionable..."
Title: Aged Miner
Equipment: (orn steel pickaxe,several tnt sticks, 15 torches, Iron boots,leggings, platemail)
Bio: "He was the son of a noble dwarf. He father was sent out by order of the dwarven king to kill invading goblins with his men. During the battle things went wrong with teh turn and a goblin pushed the dwarf into a pit of lava. The boy dwarf hear this news followed the path of his father, becoming a dwarf warrior fighting off the invading goblins that came threw the tunnels year after year. One time during a battle he fouund the place of his fathers death looking for his fathers skeleton a goblin kicked teh dwarf on the ground using his flimsy dagger to try and cut the dwarfs skull open. lucky for the dwarf it didn't go to deep but still making his eye go blind and leaving a scar that would never heal. The brave dwarf struggled to get up but the goblin would get off. The dwarfthen tried flipping him self of the bridge hoping he wouldn't hit the lava down bellow. It worked flipping teh goblin off into the lava. The dwarf couldn't find a way up so he followed the pathway where he saw his fathers skeleton. He shead a tear picked up his wathers pick axe and countinued onwards. he found a small cave exit and sword he would return to his homeland once he had killed the goblins that had fleed during the battle his father had lost..."[>>-i>]
{Ah, well, I pretty much knew that this app was going to be a failure... Anyway, how about this app request? I used it for another RP, if thats ok.}
Name: Eshar.
Age: Nine hundred and fifty-eight. But then, pheonixes don't die of age, so thats excusable.
Race: White pheonix. They are much rarer than the normal red pheonix, and specialise in psychic talent rather than fire power, but they are still reborn in fire and (mostly) fireproof. Note that he can only be reborn if he dies of old age.
Title: The wanderer.
Equipment: Little other than his magic, his blade and some basic survival gear.
Bio: Born in a ruin on a small island, Eshar seeks only to improve the world in a way that benefits everyone, from creepers to humans to pigmen. At the age of two hundred and thirty-one, he left the isle to see the lands beyond, but was horrified at what he saw-Humans fighting creepers, pigmen, the undead, even others of their own kind. So he took on the form of a human himself, and traveled from one land to the other, protecting creepers and pigmen from the humans wrath. Unless he is helping another creature, he remains a pacifist.
Appearance: In pheonix form, he is a huge, falconish bird with white-and-orange plumage, large wings and a feathered crest. In human form, he is a traveller, who usually keeps his face-which looks falconian even in human form- hidden by a hood. He is slightly shorter than average, and not too strong physically, but he makes up for that with his magic. He wears a grey cloak with many hidden pockets, where he keeps his money, tools, and sometimes, his pet dragonfly Whizz. { [>>-i>] }
Skills: Eshar is a psychic. His main skill is telekinesis, being able to move things with his mind, but he can also create shieds of pure energy to protect himself or others, however, these drain his energy and he cannot maintain them for long. He owns a shortsword, but rarely uses it in battle.
Pet Request, if thats ok.
Name: Whizz.
Species: Dragonfly.
Appearance: Large, gold-and-blue shiny dragonfly.
Bio: Not much to say really. Eshar found Whizz on his travels, and he has stayed with him ever since.
Special traits: Speed and agility. Whizz is actually even faster than his pheonix master. His feet end in tiny spikes, which can hurt if an enemy is not prepared for his attack.}
{ }
{How was that?}
"What's going on here?"
Ya, rly.
Teek looks at something shiny at the ground. "Oi maydin! look! a gold nugget." (im gonna be maydin for a sec) Maydin and Teek pick it up and realize they are bing sucked into a black hole "OH NO!! QUICK PULL US OU-" They then drowned into the pool of darkness
http://www.minecraftforum.net/viewtopic.php?f=1018&t=348620[simg]http://oi51.tinypic.com/ezko0.jpg[/simg]
And a very neat rp that i think SHOULD be succesful
Teep soon grabs hold of maydin and tries his best to pull out of the pool of darkening. (( i cant right that much more because i have terrible internet connection, My laptop does not show things instantly. and i am very tired so im gonan take a nap on a bench. ))
http://www.minecraftforum.net/viewtopic.php?f=1018&t=348620[simg]http://oi51.tinypic.com/ezko0.jpg[/simg]
And a very neat rp that i think SHOULD be succesful
http://www.minecraftforum.net/viewtopic.php?f=1018&t=348620[simg]http://oi51.tinypic.com/ezko0.jpg[/simg]
And a very neat rp that i think SHOULD be succesful
"Well? What are you going to do about it?" He askes himself. "This." he says, and leaps from behind the tree, rushing over to the others. "Good," the other side says "they may help you in the end." Trayk rushes up to Teek from behind ans lunges his cane at maydin.
"Grab on!" he shouts.
Teek soon grabs hold of this mans hand and then gets out grabbing maydins hand and pulls her out. "Thank you, Sir" He then eyes on the slike and walks up toward him "Well seems like you are a slike. Names teek. Yours?" Teek then shows his hand awaiting a cheerful hand shake without anything about to attack them atleast.
Getting ahold of himself, Trayk lowers the stone and slips it into his pocket. "I know, but not right now. These people are nice, I can tell." He looks over to Teek and says, "Hello there. Sorry to interupt, but I should introduce myself. My name is Trayk." He gives his hand out to shake it, still trembling to overcome the other sides orders.
Maydin "Text"
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Redbark "Text
if you see no Redbark that means i did not want to say anything.))
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: "short Stout man who seems to be aged with scars and the usual skin of a dwarf, his choice of hair style is questionable..."
Title: Aged Miner
Equipment: (orn steel pickaxe,several tnt sticks, 15 torches, Iron boots,leggings, platemail)
Bio: "He was the son of a noble dwarf. He father was sent out by order of the dwarven king to kill invading goblins with his men. During the battle things went wrong with teh turn and a goblin pushed the dwarf into a pit of lava. The boy dwarf hear this news followed the path of his father, becoming a dwarf warrior fighting off the invading goblins that came threw the tunnels year after year. One time during a battle he fouund the place of his fathers death looking for his fathers skeleton a goblin kicked teh dwarf on the ground using his flimsy dagger to try and cut the dwarfs skull open. lucky for the dwarf it didn't go to deep but still making his eye go blind and leaving a scar that would never heal. The brave dwarf struggled to get up but the goblin would get off. The dwarfthen tried flipping him self of the bridge hoping he wouldn't hit the lava down bellow. It worked flipping teh goblin off into the lava. The dwarf couldn't find a way up so he followed the pathway where he saw his fathers skeleton. He shead a tear picked up his wathers pick axe and countinued onwards. he found a small cave exit and sword he would return to his homeland once he had killed the goblins that had fleed during the battle his father had lost..."
Skills: (Axe Mastery, Mining Mastery, Explosive Expert, Dwarf Sense)
Name: Dimrond
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: "short Stout man who seems to be aged with scars and the usual skin of a dwarf, his choice of hair style is questionable..."
Title: Aged Miner
Equipment: (orn steel pickaxe,several tnt sticks, 15 torches, Iron boots,leggings, platemail)
Bio: "He was the son of a noble dwarf. He father was sent out by order of the dwarven king to kill invading goblins with his men. During the battle things went wrong with teh turn and a goblin pushed the dwarf into a pit of lava. The boy dwarf hear this news followed the path of his father, becoming a dwarf warrior fighting off the invading goblins that came threw the tunnels year after year. One time during a battle he fouund the place of his fathers death looking for his fathers skeleton a goblin kicked teh dwarf on the ground using his flimsy dagger to try and cut the dwarfs skull open. lucky for the dwarf it didn't go to deep but still making his eye go blind and leaving a scar that would never heal. The brave dwarf struggled to get up but the goblin would get off. The dwarfthen tried flipping him self of the bridge hoping he wouldn't hit the lava down bellow. It worked flipping teh goblin off into the lava. The dwarf couldn't find a way up so he followed the pathway where he saw his fathers skeleton. He shead a tear picked up his wathers pick axe and countinued onwards. he found a small cave exit and sword he would return to his homeland once he had killed the goblins that had fleed during the battle his father had lost..."[>>-i>]
Skills: (Axe Mastery, Mining Mastery, Explosive Expert, Dwarf Sense)