Hey, I'm actually making a mod that has something like this that may be important... so this topic will be used a little bit with ideas (not much) But let's all just try and have some fun with this Serious RP (Not Minecraft related) Now on with the rules...
RULES:
1. No god modding (overpowered weapons, ect.)
2. Do not interrupt roleplay
3. Don't overpower other players. (Like, Grabs the man and slits his throat)
4. Talk in these ways, ( ) Out of character, *Jumps* Action, Just speak for a thought, " " Talking
Application:
*Name:
Nickname:
*Appearance: (Optional picture)
*A little backstory:
specialty:
*species: (Remember near future, but you could be an animal :biggrin.gif:)
Start items: (No guns or overpowered items)
Notes:
We will start on with the more roleplay style when we have about 5 people joined in
Application:
*Name: Jacob
Nickname: (You decide... :biggrin.gif:)
*Appearance: Tall, blond hair, strong arms(Here without dog, rocket launcher and cape)
*A little backstory: I lived in a small house, not much to my name, I had my pistol luckily when this... this thing happened. When it started I knew what I had to do, I grabbed my gun put on a few layers of clothing and ran to the nearest army surplus store, grabbed a knife, a tactical vest and a small array of clothes and supplies
specialty: Driving, Strength
*species: Human(Remember near future, but you could be an animal )
Notes: Leader, I have some basic supplies, and a broken down jeep. I'm in a small warehouse for now
Application:
*Name: Ashley (Wolf1451)
Nickname: Ramesh
*Appearance: Short, Clean, has long shoulder length hair, Blue eyes
*A little backstory: From an early age lived in a fine manor in the realm of Sky, a nobleman who had his life destroyed by pigmen, Decided to take up arms against the foul species, and set out in search of the source of the pigmen who took all that were dear to him.
specialty: Archery, Crafting
*species: Skydonian (pure bloodline of noble family)
Notes: Plenty of gold, a finely made bow, workbench and a drive and bloodlust to kill pigmen.
Let's refraise this a bit, the RP is not on minecraft :tongue.gif:
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Name:Zexan
Nickname:Z
*Appearance:Tall White hair and long scar on face
*A little backstory:I was just enjoying the day until I heard them one had a machete in his face I develop technology and eventually uesed it on the machete making it give a small electric shock my kids are gone. My familys gone. I have sweared vengeance on all zombies! With a machete and a crossbow im ready to go!
specialty:Tech stuff and crossbowmanship
*species: Sulkan (a slightly evolved human with slightly better smarts)
I'm approaching this RP with caution, seeing as there doesn't really seem to be that much to this.
But I'm bored, so I'll try out.
Name: Neo L. Jackson Age: 23 Appearance: Stands at 6'7" with a medium build, generally wearing a black leather jacket with blue jeans. His hair is dyed blood red, which is usually bedraggled. Has bright green eyes, and usually has a bored, calm expression on his face. 5 'o' clock shadow is usually shown on him. Backstory: Neo grew up in a place he hated, around people he hated. Nothing in the world ever seemed to go Neo's way, it was as if the world just plotted day by day different ways to make him despise the very existence of this world. When he was 15, his big sister was raped and murdered horrifically, after that, Neo just stopped caring altogether, delving into deep apathy. When he turned 18, he set out travelling from town to town using his dead father's old 1968 Ford Mustang, playing his guitar, which he was incredibly adept at, at bars or busking on street corners. When the zombie's appeared, Neo didn't care.
It was just another shitty thing the world threw at him. Personality: As said above, he is deeply apathetic about life, and is quite the cynic. He isn't deterred about telling people outright exactly what he thinks about them, and seeing as he hates most people, he isn't really close to anyone. But he is also very calm and discerning in most situations, and will generally be loyal to people who accept him for who he is. Which isn't many. Specialty: Unarmed combat, which he grew to be good at because of his rather violent childhood. Very good at playing the guitar. Species: Human, I'm not that big on playing different species. Start items: 1968 Ford Mustang, a red electric-acoustic guitar, a bottle of whiskey, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Notes: Generally plays 60's to 80's rock but isn't that picky about it, anything that really sounds good to him he'll play. Likes to drink quite a lot, and smokes in a stressful situation.
Name:Zexan
Nickname:Z
*Appearance:Tall White hair and long scar on face
*A little backstory:I was just enjoying the day until I heard them one had a machete in his face I develop technology and eventually uesed it on the machete making it give a small electric shock my kids are gone. My familys gone. I have sweared vengeance on all zombies! With a machete and a crossbow im ready to go!
specialty:Tech stuff and crossbowmanship
*species: Sulkan (a slightly evolved human with superior smarts).
If you lower the superior thoughts a little bit, then Accepted
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I'm approaching this RP with caution, seeing as there doesn't really seem to be that much to this.
But I'm bored, so I'll try out.
Name: Neo L. Jackson Age: 23 Appearance: Stands at 6'7" with a medium build, generally wearing a black leather jacket with blue jeans. His hair is dyed blood red, which is usually bedraggled. Has bright green eyes, and usually has a bored, calm expression on his face. % 'o' clock shadow is usually shown on him. Backstory: Neo grew up in a place he hated, around people he hated. Nothing in the world ever seemed to go Neo's way, it was as if the world just plotted day by day different ways to make him despise the very existence of this world. When he was 15, his big sister was raped and murdered horrifically, after that, Neo just stopped caring altogether, delving into deep apathy. When he turned 18, he set out travelling from town to town using his dead father's old 1968 Ford Mustang, playing his guitar, which he was incredibly adept at, at bars or busking on street corners. When the zombie's appeared, Neo didn't care.
It was just another shitty thing the world threw at him. Personality: As said above, he is deeply apathetic about life, and is quite the cynic. He isn't deterred about telling people outright exactly what he thinks about them, and seeing as he hates most people, he isn't really close to anyone. But he is also very calm and discerning in most situations, and will generally be loyal to people who accept him for who he is. Which isn't many. Specialty: Unarmed combat, which he grew to be good at because of his rather violent childhood. Very good at playing the guitar. Species: Human, I'm not that big on playing different species. Start items: 1968 Ford Mustang, a red electric-acoustic guitar, a bottle of whiskey, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Notes: Generally plays 60's to 80's rock but isn't that picky about it, anything that really sounds good to him he'll play. Likes to drink quite a lot, and smokes in a stressful situation.
Accepted! I wasn't thinking I would get an application this good... haha
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Name: Roman Golliani
Nickname: The Gentleman
*Appearance:
*A little backstory: Roman is the first born of the third generation of the Golliani Family. He has always had riches and enjoyed it on a daily basis. This led to a life of whores and bets, the assets of a real Gentleman. He has become old and suffers from leg pains, so the doctor prescribed him a cane and some painkillers.
It was a sunny day when the apocalypse began, and Roman was enjoying the day, until he got attacked.
specialty: Smooth talking.
*species: Human
Start items: A cane.
Accepted, but this does mean, that you will need to keep up on those painkiller :biggrin.gif:
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*Name: Dan Steel
Nickname: Steels
*Appearance:
*A little backstory: Zombies everywhere... I'm just a gamer man! I thought i'd only kill zombies in left 4 dead, not real life! Luckily i managed to get a glock, held out for a while, locked myself up in a raided gunshop because of how secure it is. Then IT came, this giant freaking zombie thing, right through a foot of steel shades, broke my gun and my shoulder to hell... I don't know WHAT happened, it knocked me unconcious but... It's been 2 days, im starving, cold, alone, and not where i was knocked out... where am I?
specialty: Gaming, Zombie Killing
*species: Half-Elf
Start items: Broken Glock (like SERIOUSLY broken, beyond repair), Hoodie, Cell
Notes: Nothing
*Name: Dan Steel
Nickname: Steels
*Appearance:
*A little backstory: Zombies everywhere... I'm just a gamer man! I thought i'd only kill zombies in left 4 dead, not real life! Luckily i managed to get a glock, held out for a while, locked myself up in a raided gunshop because of how secure it is. Then IT came, this giant freaking zombie thing, right through a foot of steel shades, broke my gun and my shoulder to hell... I don't know WHAT happened, it knocked me unconcious but... It's been 2 days, im starving, cold, alone, and not where i was knocked out... where am I?
specialty: Gaming, Zombie Killing
*species: Half-Elf
Start items: Broken Glock (like SERIOUSLY broken, beyond repair), Hoodie, Cell
Notes: Nothing
Accepted! So when do you guys wanna start? I will need at least two of you,
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uhhhh we could have it start in a small safehouse on the edge of town.
It would be a large quarentined city, the infection got IN the quarentine and now we're on the opposite end of town from the military-secured base outside the city.
and we could have it where you guys saved me and put me in a small basement room, not knowing if im infected
The uncovered porches stairs are broken, you decide who gets what room, and what the rest are used for, there is a broken car in the garage and the power is out (of course)
RULES:
1. No god modding (overpowered weapons, ect.)
2. Do not interrupt roleplay
3. Don't overpower other players. (Like, Grabs the man and slits his throat)
4. Talk in these ways, ( ) Out of character, *Jumps* Action, Just speak for a thought, " " Talking
Application:
*Name:
Nickname:
*Appearance: (Optional picture)
*A little backstory:
specialty:
*species: (Remember near future, but you could be an animal :biggrin.gif:)
Start items: (No guns or overpowered items)
Notes:
We will start on with the more roleplay style when we have about 5 people joined in
*= important, needed to get in
*Name: Jacob
Nickname: (You decide... :biggrin.gif:)
*Appearance: Tall, blond hair, strong arms(Here without dog, rocket launcher and cape)
*A little backstory: I lived in a small house, not much to my name, I had my pistol luckily when this... this thing happened. When it started I knew what I had to do, I grabbed my gun put on a few layers of clothing and ran to the nearest army surplus store, grabbed a knife, a tactical vest and a small array of clothes and supplies
specialty: Driving, Strength
*species: Human(Remember near future, but you could be an animal )
Notes: Leader, I have some basic supplies, and a broken down jeep. I'm in a small warehouse for now
Let's refraise this a bit, the RP is not on minecraft :tongue.gif:
Nickname:Z
*Appearance:Tall White hair and long scar on face
*A little backstory:I was just enjoying the day until I heard them one had a machete in his face I develop technology and eventually uesed it on the machete making it give a small electric shock my kids are gone. My familys gone. I have sweared vengeance on all zombies! With a machete and a crossbow im ready to go!
specialty:Tech stuff and crossbowmanship
*species: Sulkan (a slightly evolved human with slightly better smarts)
But I'm bored, so I'll try out.
Name: Neo L. Jackson
Age: 23
Appearance: Stands at 6'7" with a medium build, generally wearing a black leather jacket with blue jeans. His hair is dyed blood red, which is usually bedraggled. Has bright green eyes, and usually has a bored, calm expression on his face. 5 'o' clock shadow is usually shown on him.
Backstory: Neo grew up in a place he hated, around people he hated. Nothing in the world ever seemed to go Neo's way, it was as if the world just plotted day by day different ways to make him despise the very existence of this world. When he was 15, his big sister was raped and murdered horrifically, after that, Neo just stopped caring altogether, delving into deep apathy. When he turned 18, he set out travelling from town to town using his dead father's old 1968 Ford Mustang, playing his guitar, which he was incredibly adept at, at bars or busking on street corners. When the zombie's appeared, Neo didn't care.
It was just another shitty thing the world threw at him.
Personality: As said above, he is deeply apathetic about life, and is quite the cynic. He isn't deterred about telling people outright exactly what he thinks about them, and seeing as he hates most people, he isn't really close to anyone. But he is also very calm and discerning in most situations, and will generally be loyal to people who accept him for who he is. Which isn't many.
Specialty: Unarmed combat, which he grew to be good at because of his rather violent childhood. Very good at playing the guitar.
Species: Human, I'm not that big on playing different species.
Start items: 1968 Ford Mustang, a red electric-acoustic guitar, a bottle of whiskey, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
Notes: Generally plays 60's to 80's rock but isn't that picky about it, anything that really sounds good to him he'll play. Likes to drink quite a lot, and smokes in a stressful situation.
If you lower the superior thoughts a little bit, then Accepted
Accepted! I wasn't thinking I would get an application this good... haha
Changed it to "Slightly better smarts" is that ok?
Accepted, but this does mean, that you will need to keep up on those painkiller :biggrin.gif:
Nickname: Steels
*Appearance:
*A little backstory: Zombies everywhere... I'm just a gamer man! I thought i'd only kill zombies in left 4 dead, not real life! Luckily i managed to get a glock, held out for a while, locked myself up in a raided gunshop because of how secure it is. Then IT came, this giant freaking zombie thing, right through a foot of steel shades, broke my gun and my shoulder to hell... I don't know WHAT happened, it knocked me unconcious but... It's been 2 days, im starving, cold, alone, and not where i was knocked out... where am I?
specialty: Gaming, Zombie Killing
*species: Half-Elf
Start items: Broken Glock (like SERIOUSLY broken, beyond repair), Hoodie, Cell
Notes: Nothing
Accepted! So when do you guys wanna start? I will need at least two of you,
It would be a large quarentined city, the infection got IN the quarentine and now we're on the opposite end of town from the military-secured base outside the city.
and we could have it where you guys saved me and put me in a small basement room, not knowing if im infected
The uncovered porches stairs are broken, you decide who gets what room, and what the rest are used for, there is a broken car in the garage and the power is out (of course)
Dining room and covered deck are collapsed
Deck door is locked
idk what else