My character was murdered by an Necromancer (R.I.P. Minsc, you never came close to the expectations set by who you were based on. But still you were one of my favorite characters I made <3)
So time to start again!
Minecraft Username: rogueghost
Age: I just turned 16
County/Time Zone: United States of America, EST
Define Roleplay in your own words:
Oh my very own words- To role play would be to create another character to act as yourself in set time/land such as this server, your character will react to events taking place and to other players. Your character would react differently then other character for you have created your own personality for them.
Define Metagaming in your own words:
Metagaming is using information found in OOC chat to give your character an advantage, say for example you hear two people talking in OOC chat about an invasion on someones land, it would be metagaming to run about warning everyone about this.
Define Powergaming in your own words:
Powergaming is to make your character unrealistically invincible, say a guard tries to capture a thug, and the thug wants a fight first, it would be powergaming for the guard to tell the thug that he's already captured.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?:
Only those that wish to be banned.
IC Information
Character Name: Anvious
Character Path: Woodsman (With hope of becoming bladesman)
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words)
For some, this undead invasion means the loss of homes and lives. I on the other hand view this as a chance to get rich, one zombie at a time. Something that would had never happened if it wasn't for these lovely zombies. Should it not be for them, I would still be in the slums in just some nameless city that was swallowed up by this blight years ago. I wasn't born into poverty, it was my urge to not do any real work, yet to get rich at the same time, didn't get me very far. So i stuck to pick pocketing and other "Crimes" To get by, not that I minded pick'n someones pocket it is so much more entertaining then forging a sword.
As the minion horde got closer, soldiers started to go on a shortage. So I started to take on to bounty hunting, little more then just killing a few pickpockets, i was surprised my name wasn't there. And it was much better money then being a pickpocket, I would get the reward for their head and keep any coin they had on em, best part was they almost never had a real weapon. Made em real easy to kill.
After some time, the undead got a little too close for comfort, so I packed up and headed to the next city. I would clean up there, make a profit, buy supplies and leave a got week before the undead got there. It was a good liv'n In two weeks I made more money then I did in the rest of me life! After quite a bit on moving from city to city, I found myself at the gates of New Cherzia. For many these gates meant refuge, but for me, it meant that the end times are coming. There isn't much left to run to after these gates fall.
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assasins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?
I see the man lying on the side of the road, almost dead. The assassins guild has claimed him- not that it would had changed anything. I grab the mans coin purse and go, he doesn't need coin where he's going.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?
I was walking down the street, searching for a blacksmith to forge me a new blade, in an alleyway I see two men holding a lass up. After getting a better look at the men, neither of them are wanted- yet. If there's no profit, it ain't worth it, the lass can fend for herself.
What are your character's weaknesses:
Anvious's fatal flaw is without a doubt his greed. If the price was right he would be willing to stand toe to toe with an Necromancer.
Define Roleplay in your own words: Becoming immersed in another world as a character that is completely up to you.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Using out of character knowledge not known to your character.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Ignoring immersive factors of a game such as roleplay and character development in order to be the best or the richest, etc.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: Nobody!
IC Information
Character Name: Eden
Character Path: Path of the Mage (Elementalist)
Character Race: Lymerian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words):
Eden is a rather young Lymerian, at only around 75 years old. He grew up in a forest village rich in education but with a small population. His father was a farmer and his mother was a scribe, both of these skills passed down to him at a young age. In fact, he crafted a mask with his father, a base of metal covered in leather with a border of leaves. He still wears it to this day in memoriam to his parents. His village was invaded by Yarlak when he only 15 and only a few of his neighbors were able to escape, including his parents, although they were separated he still strongly believes them to be alive and can feel it in his heart. This eventually attributed to his strong hatred of Yarlak people. His home destroyed and his mind scarred, he ventured into the vast forest to try and survive. With his parents’ knowledge, he crafted tools to use and food to survive. After the gruesome memories of his past life, Eden became more and more afraid of conflict and refuses to fight whenever possible. Part of the reason why Eden is so successful as a survivalist is because he thinks about every situational logically and reasonably, as if it is a life or death scenario. He has a soft spot for all living things and tries to help out a stranger whenever possible. Tired of wandering the forest for so long, Eden wishes to find a village and establish a permanent home there.
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?
I help the man by giving him some first aid and food. Then, I take him to wherever my shelter is that day and wait until he recovers to learn more about him.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?
I attempt to disarm the situation with words initially, but will help the Cherzian fight the two men using an tools at my disposal.
What are your character's weaknesses?
I am a weak fighter to be blunt, but in all honesty brains should triumph brawn if used correctly. Any and every situation has a logical way out. My other weakness is cookies. Mmmm.
Define Roleplay in your own words: Roleplay is Basicly theater. You act as someone Else. You can be good, or bad at it, but you can do it no matter what.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Saying what the other person Does. For example, Dude132 says: I jumpkick dude542. Dude542 flies through the air, hitting the tree, snapping his spine and dieing.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Look Metagaming
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: NO ONE
IC Information
Character Name: Quincy
Character Path: woodsman
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): Quincy started off as a young Cherzian. However, he was born into a vile and greedy family. They were Thugs, Thieves, Terrorists, The list goes on. It's because of this Quincy was taught growing up that a smart man fends for himself and only trusts family. At the age of 7, his uncle told him and his brother "Do whatever you can to get ahead in life.". After his uncle gave Quincy his lucky rabbits foot, and sent him to bed. There was a knock on the door. Quincy took his brother into the room and looked in the crack under the door. What he saw scarred him for life. He watched as his family was Mauled by a hero who had gotten their wearabouts. The hero had no remorse for Quincy's family. He wached as the Hero Ripped the head off of his uncle, and started hacking through the rest of his family as they tried to kill the hero. Once the Hero was done, He started to walk twords the door Quincy was looking through. Quincy quickly took out some of the Floor Boards out of the floor, and hid in there with his little brother. Quincy Grasped his Uncle's Lucky Rabbit foot. As the Hero walked over the floor board Quincy was hidding under, the nails Went into his TearDucts. Quincy Screamed, and the Hero Smashed his fist through the floorboard, Splinters and metal Ramming into Quincy's face. The Hero Lifted up a young child who's face had been Horribly maimed and was crying blood. Though the Hero had Been Ruthless to Quincy's family, he was not So ColdBlooded that he would kill a child. So He Dropped Quincy Into the Hole he had been taken out of and said "Listen, My Child. If You Have the need to follow your family's footsteps, Remember this night. Remember what i did, And then know that A Brutal death is where that path will lead you." Quincy could see tears comming out of the Hero's helmet. As the Hero left, Quincy Promised Himself three things. One, that he would Protect The last family member he had, his brother. Two, That he would follow his family's footsteps, if only to meet the hero again and Thank him for Teaching the important lesson that the Weak Shall die, no matter what they try. Three, He promised that he would Help clean the world of those that were Weak. He would be Death. As Quincy Promised these things, he realized he was still holding tightly to the Rabbits foot his uncle had given him. He realized that The Rabbit's foot was lucky. He then knew that all the superstitions that his uncle belived in were true. Quincy then knew that before you get to the calm, you had to go through the storm. He had done just that. He and his brother had survived the massacure, and reached the calm. It wasn't over yet, for Quincy knew another storm was blowing. He knew he had to get out of there, So he grabbed his little brother and ran. He ran until his feet began to bleed like his eyes. Night turned to Dawn, Dawn to dusk, and Quincy and his little brother set up camp. As his little brother slept, Quincy Stepped out in search of food. He soon found a Craftsman's house in the middle of nowhere. He looked through the window, and saw that there was an old couple living there. They were Sleeping. Quincy knew what he had to do. He slipped into the house, pulled the knife out of the old Cherzian's pocket, and slit the couple's throats. They were dead before they woke up. Quincy started searching the house for Items that would be usefull for him and his brother. He then felt a thick, sticky liquid flowing down the side of his eyes and down his cheek. As he tried to brush it away, he realized it was blood. His blood. Without thought, he realized he was crying for the old couple he had just killed in cold blood. He Looked around for something to cover his shame, and he found it. A marble mask, sitting next to a fire. Quincy grabbed the mask, and tried to put it on. There were no holes for strings, and it just wouldn't stay on. He then realized it had been made for the old Cherzian. Blood started flowing from Quincy's eyes faster now. In Frustration, Quincy, Pushed the mask onto his face, took a buring piece of coal from the fire. It Burned his hands, but he overcame it. He then pushed the Red-hot coal where the mask and skin met. The skin and marble fused into one connected material. He did this at every spot He could. He Was using all his will not to yell, clenching his teeth so hard, they were begining to crack. By the time he was done, his body was covered in a cold sweat. He wanted to sleep, but he Had to get back to his brother. So he Jumped out of the window of the house, keeping the knife, and rushed twords the area they had set up camp. When he got there, wolves were attacking. Pulling the knife out of his pocket, Quincy stabbed The first wolf in the back of the head, And twisted the dagger and heard a snap. He looked at it, and it had snapped in half. Quincy then stabbed the other half of the knife, through the mouth of the second wolf. The third wolf, realizing the bigger threat then jumped onto Quincy, pinning him down. It tried to get to his face, but the mask kept it from getting anywhere. It realized this and began chewing on Quincy's neck. Quincy Realized that he had stuck to his promise. His brother was safe. With a loud Thud, the wolf fell to the floor. Quincy's little brother had pulled a rock out of the sand and knocked the wolf unconcious. He then dropped the rock on The wolf's head, killing it. Quincy told his little brother that he had found a temporary home. When Quincy and his brother got there, They were both hungery from the night before. The couple had no food in their house. The Old man must have been planning to get some more in the moring. Starving as we were, and knowing that the old man was the one who was supposed to provied food for his house, He did just that. Quincy had managed to make a hinge on his mask for food to go in. The Cherzian was quite delicious. Quincy and His little brother lived in that house, for about 6 years. They had learned how to make bows, and killed anyone who wandered too close to the Cottage. It was a great way to get food. However, After the six years, people began realizing something was up, and they came and burned The cottage down With Quincy and his brother still in it. They both Survived the fire, but barely. Now the age of 13, Quincy realized that he was going to have to work harder for the Hero that killed his family to come. So Quincy and his brother moved to the city. To begin their life of crime. However, thanks to the lack of directions, it took them six years To find it. Luckily, during this time, Quincy had been preparing mentaly for when the hero came. At the age of 18, after entering the city, Quincy knew he was ready.
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? I tell him to wait right there because i am going to find help. I then go find a rope, And tie up the old man. I then put an apple in his mouth and move him to a path that a random traveler wouldn't find him. I then place a sign infront of him saying "Dear Assasins Guild, Please accept this gift i found. I would have killed him, but im sure you have dibs on him already. Concider it an offering. -Q" and then After searching the man for any valuables, I leave.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? I watch in the shadows and wait until The Cherzian is robbed, and when the muggers are leaving, i kill the Cherzian. I then follow the muggers for twelve minutes after the mugging, Take them both out from affar, and take any valuables they might have.
What are your character's weaknesses? Quincy will do anything to keep his brother safe. Quincy is also very superstitious, and has a fear of Ghosts. ((from the people he's killed))
P.S. I was wondering, would my friend be able to Try to join this server as my brother?
Age: 13. Though I have been told by othe rplayers that I am fairly mature.
County/Time Zone: USA/CST
Define roleplay in your own words: Roleplay is the art of "pretending". You use your imagination to create worlds like no other. You cna become a feirce dragon slayer ora beautiful princess if you like. It all lies upon your imagination and thoughts. All you have to do is dream it.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Expressing things that there is no possible way that your charcter could know or possess.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Having any sort of advantage over another player in any way, shape, or form.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: Nobody.
IC Information
Character Name: Laurien Seregon (Laur-ian Sara-gone)
Character Path: The Path of a Warrior
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): Laurien Seregon was born to two high elves, as peculiar as it might sound, in the deep wood. Why in this location, you might ask. Well, Laurie, as she likes to be called was never supposed to eb born. Back when before she was born, the rich and the poor of her parents' distant land were never supposed to marry. You see, her father was the richest man in his country, right under the king of course. Her mother was almost the poorest of the poor, so poor she could barely be called a "high" elf. They were never supposed to fall in love, formally meet even. But they did. And Laurien was the product of their affair. When she was just a small baby, Laurie's family moved to this new land.
Here is where Laurie grew up. She was isolated in her early life. She had no intellgient company besides her parents. All she had were animals a sfriends. But that was better off to her. That is how she learned her many talents, like singing, dancing, her intellect, and almost everything else. Laurie has formed a bond with all animals. Anyway, her parents, when she was inside the house, always seemed to be bickering. And it was always over the smallest things. Laurien blamed herself for all of it, stowing away in her room and crying herself to sleep at night. One day, she couldn't take it anymore. That night, she climbed through her window and ran away to the big city.
Only fourteen at the time, Laurie was wide-eyed and vunberable. Women of the city loathed her growing beauty, and men gave her hungry stares and smiles. But this did not stop Laurien. She made a name for herself, cooking and cleaning for a living. Laurie respected everyone she met, and always seemed to have a smile on her face. By the age sixteen, Laurie was as mature as any thirty-year-old. Now, Laurie spends her time anywhere she can.
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? I, being the kind being i am, help him. I would lead him to a medic, hoping for him to find some help there. If he can't, then I'll try. I will do my best to protect the man and myself. If I perish, I perish with the knowledge I helped a soul.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? I do help. Not only because it is my kind, but also because it is my nature. I will try anf fight the men off, risking my life.
What are your character's weaknesses? Laurien is teriibly afraid of death and darkness. It is one of her only fears. Also, insects an dspiders is what she is afraid of. (My font changes.)
Define Roleplay in your own words: role play is putting yourself as a character into a diferent world
Define Metagaming in your own words: honestly i wouldnt know
Define Powergaming in your own words: ima take a guess (i killed you) bc i said so in rp
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: no one or mods and admin...if needed
IC Information
Character Name:zel
Character Path:Nomad
Character Race: Human
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): As a nomad i have lived in the wilds alone. The life style is hard at time but is rewarding. The only problem with being a Nomad is coming across other beings. Not know who or what they are and what they are capable of i flee. I stay in the wilds and hardly ever go in sight of a populated area.
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? (stops and sees and man on his last breath and sees the mark on his hand. looks around the surrounding area, and help the injured to saftey in my shelter)
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? (notices two beings causing trouble with the Cherzian) (crouches bleow the grass level to get closer to suprise the two beings in an attack)
What are your character's weaknesses? other beings or not knowing what something is (simple minded but very inteligent in his habitat)
Define Roleplay in your own words: role play is putting yourself as a character into a diferent world
Define Metagaming in your own words: honestly i wouldnt know
Define Powergaming in your own words: ima take a guess (i killed you) bc i said so in rp
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: no one or mods and admin...if needed
IC Information
Character Name:zel
Character Path:Nomad
Character Race: Human
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): As a nomad i have lived in the wilds alone. The life style is hard at time but is rewarding. The only problem with being a Nomad is coming across other beings. Not know who or what they are and what they are capable of i flee. I stay in the wilds and hardly ever go in sight of a populated area.
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? (stops and sees and man on his last breath and sees the mark on his hand. looks around the surrounding area, and help the injured to saftey in my shelter)
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? (notices two beings causing trouble with the Cherzian) (crouches bleow the grass level to get closer to suprise the two beings in an attack)
What are your character's weaknesses? other beings or not knowing what something is (simple minded but very inteligent in his habitat)
ur bioghraphy isnt 250 words
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Define Roleplay in your own words: Role playing is Having a character and sticking with it You may never Break Character
Define Metagaming in your own words: Really acting your character the way they're not ment to be acted.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Making your character seem extreamly powerful and glorious, exceeding others.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: No one
IC Information
Character Name: Jock Malysie
Character Path: The path of the Woodsman
Character Race: Rinese
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): Jock was born in the forest without parents he got raised by wolfs. when he became older he learned to climb trees and how to make Swords and Bows he became a Swordsman and he learned how to fight. he trained everyday and he could'nt stop training he always wanted to be the best. one day he went to the arena to watch a gladiator fight, But then suddenly he was called into the arena to fight the Minotaurus he Beated The minotaurus. But he had really bad injuries he had to recover for a long time, while he was recovering he could'nt train sword fighting. Jock went on Journey when he was fully recovered While he was on his journey he wrote about the places he has been to. when jock finally came to a town He joined a guild Named: el gremio de los arqueros It means the guild of archers The grand master learned him how to use his bow and said: Jock u have much potential and i believe one day you wil save the man kind from monsters. He trained on using his bow, he also trained useing his sword But only when the grandmaster was not around Cause it was forbidden to use a sword in the guild The grandmaster was half spanish That means Jock learned a bit spanish to one day jock said to the grandmaster:"Quiero ser libre y usar mi espada y arco" The grandmaster responded to him :"No se puede utilizar tu espada sólo su arco entrenado a usarlo!" one Night jock ran away from the guild Cause he also wanted to use his sword. he slept at the barn of his friend Pedro But on one condition: he had to learn pedro how to use a sword
Additional Questions (These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? *Jock:" Finally i can go see the gladiator fight " *injured man:" H-Help me. " *Jock:'' Is everything alright sir?Who did this to you " *injured man:" *turns his hand around* " *Jock:" It was the Assasins guild! " *injured man:'' Tell my Wife i love her *passes out*" *Jock:" i shall avenge you!"
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? *jock:" Hey You two what are you doing!" *the two man flee* *jock pulls out his sword and runs after them* *Jock:" stop! i will kill you" *robber1:" Never! *Robber2:" what did we do? *jock:" you robbed that man and now I'm going to get his stuff back!
What are your character's weaknesses? I Cannot stand it when i see someone kills innocent people. I always rush into it to kill the armed one I also cannot stand it when i see People getting robbed i always avenge them.
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Age: I just turned 16
County/Time Zone: United States of America, EST
Define Roleplay in your own words:
Define Metagaming in your own words:
Define Powergaming in your own words:
Who are the only people who can use flymod?:
Only those that wish to be banned.
IC Information
Character Name: Anvious
Character Path: Woodsman (With hope of becoming bladesman)
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words)
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assasins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?
I see the man lying on the side of the road, almost dead. The assassins guild has claimed him- not that it would had changed anything. I grab the mans coin purse and go, he doesn't need coin where he's going.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?
I was walking down the street, searching for a blacksmith to forge me a new blade, in an alleyway I see two men holding a lass up. After getting a better look at the men, neither of them are wanted- yet. If there's no profit, it ain't worth it, the lass can fend for herself.
Age: 15
Country/Time Zone: USA/PST
Define Roleplay in your own words: Becoming immersed in another world as a character that is completely up to you.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Using out of character knowledge not known to your character.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Ignoring immersive factors of a game such as roleplay and character development in order to be the best or the richest, etc.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: Nobody!
IC Information
Character Name: Eden
Character Path: Path of the Mage (Elementalist)
Character Race: Lymerian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words):
Eden is a rather young Lymerian, at only around 75 years old. He grew up in a forest village rich in education but with a small population. His father was a farmer and his mother was a scribe, both of these skills passed down to him at a young age. In fact, he crafted a mask with his father, a base of metal covered in leather with a border of leaves. He still wears it to this day in memoriam to his parents. His village was invaded by Yarlak when he only 15 and only a few of his neighbors were able to escape, including his parents, although they were separated he still strongly believes them to be alive and can feel it in his heart. This eventually attributed to his strong hatred of Yarlak people. His home destroyed and his mind scarred, he ventured into the vast forest to try and survive. With his parents’ knowledge, he crafted tools to use and food to survive. After the gruesome memories of his past life, Eden became more and more afraid of conflict and refuses to fight whenever possible. Part of the reason why Eden is so successful as a survivalist is because he thinks about every situational logically and reasonably, as if it is a life or death scenario. He has a soft spot for all living things and tries to help out a stranger whenever possible. Tired of wandering the forest for so long, Eden wishes to find a village and establish a permanent home there.
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?
We should put that in the OP.Also, roguehost, your char is accepted.
Age: 15
County/Time Zone: UTC
Define Roleplay in your own words: Roleplay is Basicly theater. You act as someone Else. You can be good, or bad at it, but you can do it no matter what.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Saying what the other person Does. For example, Dude132 says: I jumpkick dude542. Dude542 flies through the air, hitting the tree, snapping his spine and dieing.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Look Metagaming
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: NO ONE
IC Information
Character Name: Quincy
Character Path: woodsman
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): Quincy started off as a young Cherzian. However, he was born into a vile and greedy family. They were Thugs, Thieves, Terrorists, The list goes on. It's because of this Quincy was taught growing up that a smart man fends for himself and only trusts family. At the age of 7, his uncle told him and his brother "Do whatever you can to get ahead in life.". After his uncle gave Quincy his lucky rabbits foot, and sent him to bed. There was a knock on the door. Quincy took his brother into the room and looked in the crack under the door. What he saw scarred him for life. He watched as his family was Mauled by a hero who had gotten their wearabouts. The hero had no remorse for Quincy's family. He wached as the Hero Ripped the head off of his uncle, and started hacking through the rest of his family as they tried to kill the hero. Once the Hero was done, He started to walk twords the door Quincy was looking through. Quincy quickly took out some of the Floor Boards out of the floor, and hid in there with his little brother. Quincy Grasped his Uncle's Lucky Rabbit foot. As the Hero walked over the floor board Quincy was hidding under, the nails Went into his TearDucts. Quincy Screamed, and the Hero Smashed his fist through the floorboard, Splinters and metal Ramming into Quincy's face. The Hero Lifted up a young child who's face had been Horribly maimed and was crying blood. Though the Hero had Been Ruthless to Quincy's family, he was not So ColdBlooded that he would kill a child. So He Dropped Quincy Into the Hole he had been taken out of and said "Listen, My Child. If You Have the need to follow your family's footsteps, Remember this night. Remember what i did, And then know that A Brutal death is where that path will lead you." Quincy could see tears comming out of the Hero's helmet. As the Hero left, Quincy Promised Himself three things. One, that he would Protect The last family member he had, his brother. Two, That he would follow his family's footsteps, if only to meet the hero again and Thank him for Teaching the important lesson that the Weak Shall die, no matter what they try. Three, He promised that he would Help clean the world of those that were Weak. He would be Death. As Quincy Promised these things, he realized he was still holding tightly to the Rabbits foot his uncle had given him. He realized that The Rabbit's foot was lucky. He then knew that all the superstitions that his uncle belived in were true. Quincy then knew that before you get to the calm, you had to go through the storm. He had done just that. He and his brother had survived the massacure, and reached the calm. It wasn't over yet, for Quincy knew another storm was blowing. He knew he had to get out of there, So he grabbed his little brother and ran. He ran until his feet began to bleed like his eyes. Night turned to Dawn, Dawn to dusk, and Quincy and his little brother set up camp. As his little brother slept, Quincy Stepped out in search of food. He soon found a Craftsman's house in the middle of nowhere. He looked through the window, and saw that there was an old couple living there. They were Sleeping. Quincy knew what he had to do. He slipped into the house, pulled the knife out of the old Cherzian's pocket, and slit the couple's throats. They were dead before they woke up. Quincy started searching the house for Items that would be usefull for him and his brother. He then felt a thick, sticky liquid flowing down the side of his eyes and down his cheek. As he tried to brush it away, he realized it was blood. His blood. Without thought, he realized he was crying for the old couple he had just killed in cold blood. He Looked around for something to cover his shame, and he found it. A marble mask, sitting next to a fire. Quincy grabbed the mask, and tried to put it on. There were no holes for strings, and it just wouldn't stay on. He then realized it had been made for the old Cherzian. Blood started flowing from Quincy's eyes faster now. In Frustration, Quincy, Pushed the mask onto his face, took a buring piece of coal from the fire. It Burned his hands, but he overcame it. He then pushed the Red-hot coal where the mask and skin met. The skin and marble fused into one connected material. He did this at every spot He could. He Was using all his will not to yell, clenching his teeth so hard, they were begining to crack. By the time he was done, his body was covered in a cold sweat. He wanted to sleep, but he Had to get back to his brother. So he Jumped out of the window of the house, keeping the knife, and rushed twords the area they had set up camp. When he got there, wolves were attacking. Pulling the knife out of his pocket, Quincy stabbed The first wolf in the back of the head, And twisted the dagger and heard a snap. He looked at it, and it had snapped in half. Quincy then stabbed the other half of the knife, through the mouth of the second wolf. The third wolf, realizing the bigger threat then jumped onto Quincy, pinning him down. It tried to get to his face, but the mask kept it from getting anywhere. It realized this and began chewing on Quincy's neck. Quincy Realized that he had stuck to his promise. His brother was safe. With a loud Thud, the wolf fell to the floor. Quincy's little brother had pulled a rock out of the sand and knocked the wolf unconcious. He then dropped the rock on The wolf's head, killing it. Quincy told his little brother that he had found a temporary home. When Quincy and his brother got there, They were both hungery from the night before. The couple had no food in their house. The Old man must have been planning to get some more in the moring. Starving as we were, and knowing that the old man was the one who was supposed to provied food for his house, He did just that. Quincy had managed to make a hinge on his mask for food to go in. The Cherzian was quite delicious. Quincy and His little brother lived in that house, for about 6 years. They had learned how to make bows, and killed anyone who wandered too close to the Cottage. It was a great way to get food. However, After the six years, people began realizing something was up, and they came and burned The cottage down With Quincy and his brother still in it. They both Survived the fire, but barely. Now the age of 13, Quincy realized that he was going to have to work harder for the Hero that killed his family to come. So Quincy and his brother moved to the city. To begin their life of crime. However, thanks to the lack of directions, it took them six years To find it. Luckily, during this time, Quincy had been preparing mentaly for when the hero came. At the age of 18, after entering the city, Quincy knew he was ready.
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? I tell him to wait right there because i am going to find help. I then go find a rope, And tie up the old man. I then put an apple in his mouth and move him to a path that a random traveler wouldn't find him. I then place a sign infront of him saying "Dear Assasins Guild, Please accept this gift i found. I would have killed him, but im sure you have dibs on him already. Concider it an offering. -Q" and then After searching the man for any valuables, I leave.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? I watch in the shadows and wait until The Cherzian is robbed, and when the muggers are leaving, i kill the Cherzian. I then follow the muggers for twelve minutes after the mugging, Take them both out from affar, and take any valuables they might have.
What are your character's weaknesses? Quincy will do anything to keep his brother safe. Quincy is also very superstitious, and has a fear of Ghosts. ((from the people he's killed))
P.S. I was wondering, would my friend be able to Try to join this server as my brother?
This was my homemade banner, so yay me
Age: 13. Though I have been told by othe rplayers that I am fairly mature.
County/Time Zone: USA/CST
Define roleplay in your own words: Roleplay is the art of "pretending". You use your imagination to create worlds like no other. You cna become a feirce dragon slayer ora beautiful princess if you like. It all lies upon your imagination and thoughts. All you have to do is dream it.
Define Metagaming in your own words: Expressing things that there is no possible way that your charcter could know or possess.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Having any sort of advantage over another player in any way, shape, or form.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: Nobody.
IC Information
Character Name: Laurien Seregon (Laur-ian Sara-gone)
Character Path: The Path of a Warrior
Character Race: Cherzian
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): Laurien Seregon was born to two high elves, as peculiar as it might sound, in the deep wood. Why in this location, you might ask. Well, Laurie, as she likes to be called was never supposed to eb born. Back when before she was born, the rich and the poor of her parents' distant land were never supposed to marry. You see, her father was the richest man in his country, right under the king of course. Her mother was almost the poorest of the poor, so poor she could barely be called a "high" elf. They were never supposed to fall in love, formally meet even. But they did. And Laurien was the product of their affair. When she was just a small baby, Laurie's family moved to this new land.
Here is where Laurie grew up. She was isolated in her early life. She had no intellgient company besides her parents. All she had were animals a sfriends. But that was better off to her. That is how she learned her many talents, like singing, dancing, her intellect, and almost everything else. Laurie has formed a bond with all animals. Anyway, her parents, when she was inside the house, always seemed to be bickering. And it was always over the smallest things. Laurien blamed herself for all of it, stowing away in her room and crying herself to sleep at night. One day, she couldn't take it anymore. That night, she climbed through her window and ran away to the big city.
Only fourteen at the time, Laurie was wide-eyed and vunberable. Women of the city loathed her growing beauty, and men gave her hungry stares and smiles. But this did not stop Laurien. She made a name for herself, cooking and cleaning for a living. Laurie respected everyone she met, and always seemed to have a smile on her face. By the age sixteen, Laurie was as mature as any thirty-year-old. Now, Laurie spends her time anywhere she can.
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? I, being the kind being i am, help him. I would lead him to a medic, hoping for him to find some help there. If he can't, then I'll try. I will do my best to protect the man and myself. If I perish, I perish with the knowledge I helped a soul.
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? I do help. Not only because it is my kind, but also because it is my nature. I will try anf fight the men off, risking my life.
What are your character's weaknesses? Laurien is teriibly afraid of death and darkness. It is one of her only fears. Also, insects an dspiders is what she is afraid of. (My font changes.)
she swears this life is often overrated...
So, is my application all right to be reviewed or should I edit it?
Zepate am i accepted cause i have'nt seen my name yet
...if you haven't seen your name yet, then he hasn't gone through the applications.
Age: 21
County/Time Zone: usa pacific
Define Roleplay in your own words: role play is putting yourself as a character into a diferent world
Define Metagaming in your own words: honestly i wouldnt know
Define Powergaming in your own words: ima take a guess (i killed you) bc i said so in rp
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: no one or mods and admin...if needed
IC Information
Character Name:zel
Character Path:Nomad
Character Race: Human
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words): As a nomad i have lived in the wilds alone. The life style is hard at time but is rewarding. The only problem with being a Nomad is coming across other beings. Not know who or what they are and what they are capable of i flee. I stay in the wilds and hardly ever go in sight of a populated area.
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety? (stops and sees and man on his last breath and sees the mark on his hand. looks around the surrounding area, and help the injured to saftey in my shelter)
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee? (notices two beings causing trouble with the Cherzian) (crouches bleow the grass level to get closer to suprise the two beings in an attack)
ur bioghraphy isnt 250 words
Age: 16
County/Time Zone: Dutchland
Define Roleplay in your own words: Role playing is Having a character and sticking with it
You may never Break Character
Define Metagaming in your own words: Really acting your character the way they're not ment to be acted.
Define Powergaming in your own words: Making your character seem extreamly powerful and glorious, exceeding others.
Who are the only people who can use flymod?: No one
IC Information
Character Name: Jock Malysie
Character Path: The path of the Woodsman
Character Race: Rinese
Character Biography (Should be at least 250 words):
Jock was born in the forest without parents he got raised by wolfs.
when he became older he learned to climb trees and how to make Swords and Bows
he became a Swordsman and he learned how to fight. he trained everyday and he could'nt stop training he always wanted to be the best.
one day he went to the arena to watch a gladiator fight, But then suddenly he was called into the arena to fight the Minotaurus he Beated The minotaurus.
But he had really bad injuries he had to recover for a long time, while he was recovering he could'nt train sword fighting.
Jock went on Journey when he was fully recovered While he was on his journey he wrote about the places he has been to.
when jock finally came to a town He joined a guild Named: el gremio de los arqueros It means the guild of archers
The grand master learned him how to use his bow and said: Jock u have much potential and i believe one day you wil save the man kind from monsters.
He trained on using his bow, he also trained useing his sword But only when the grandmaster was not around Cause it was forbidden to use a sword in the guild
The grandmaster was half spanish That means Jock learned a bit spanish to one day jock said to the grandmaster:"Quiero ser libre y usar mi espada y arco"
The grandmaster responded to him :"No se puede utilizar tu espada sólo su arco entrenado a usarlo!"
one Night jock ran away from the guild Cause he also wanted to use his sword.
he slept at the barn of his friend Pedro But on one condition: he had to learn pedro how to use a sword
Additional Questions
(These should be answered in character and RPed out)
Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand. You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?
*Jock:" Finally i can go see the gladiator fight "
*injured man:" H-Help me. "
*Jock:'' Is everything alright sir?Who did this to you "
*injured man:" *turns his hand around* "
*Jock:" It was the Assasins guild! "
*injured man:'' Tell my Wife i love her *passes out*"
*Jock:" i shall avenge you!"
A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?
*jock:" Hey You two what are you doing!"
*the two man flee*
*jock pulls out his sword and runs after them*
*Jock:" stop! i will kill you"
*robber1:" Never!
*Robber2:" what did we do?
*jock:" you robbed that man and now
I'm going to get his stuff back!
What are your character's weaknesses? I Cannot stand it when i see someone kills innocent people. I always rush into it to kill the armed one
I also cannot stand it when i see People getting robbed i always avenge them.
They work for me.
"Dragons are dragons because humans can't kill 'em...so what do you call a man that kills dragons?" - Godo, Berserk
zzspud
No way you're 21. Very badly written application.
Matdew
Sorry, but it's bad. Pretty bad. Try again, do it better, refine it.
xD