Country of residence and time zone: east coast, North America
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when players in any form of game or even in rl decide to play as a “char” or character and acting as the char would in a 3 dimensional ever changing world. Unlike in normal games rp adds the “human element” in to it making the ability for change and random occurrences ic. Such as a group of knight’s attack a demonic castle and all die. As revenge the demon goes on a rampage threw out the world.
As to my rp experience I have been now rping for severall years. I discovered rp on a post apocalypse server but since then I have only been playing medieval rp. My first rp server I was a wanderer of the wastes who eventually found a abandoned nukeular bunker and set up a home inside it. On my second rp server “Fall Of An Empire” I originally played as a dark elf who built much of the dark elf city then I played as a vampire who become the second in command of the vampire nation becoming known as the blood demon of the north. Eventually I left that server and joined craft hammer in which I played as a skaven and spent most of my time being chased by dwarves trying to beat me to death with raw meat verity’s. When I eventually left that server I joined LOM (lands of morundia) were I started the werewolf race and my char was soon known across the land for being cut throat vicious and all around evil (depending on who you talked to) after that char was eventually killed stabbed to death by 4 of the ancient blades to the heart I was asked to become a admin. I said no and went on to make yet another werewolf char who did not become as known as the other one did. After that server went down me and 1new6 (a admin on lom) started are own server “new dawn” which stayed up for a month or two before a person griefed us and spammed about how are server was horrible so no one would join. Finally I joined akavir (wich I still play) and played as 5 chars every single one of them dyeing a slow and gruesome death my first kin was nearly stabed and beaten to death then impaled by a man’s sword, my second char kurn was stabbed threw the stomach in the back by a man who was a mass murderer, my third char corvus got his head chopped of by a tesicie (no clue how to spell it lol) warrior, my fourth char clain was wanted dead by the kamal for months due to ing them of and escaping there traps time after time again. He finally sacrificed himself to save his friends, and finally klight who was beaten unconscious then hung by pirates. And now I am here…
What is your reason for applying to this server? Well even though I also play on akavir still I would like to also play on a post apocalypse server again due to having not played on one for years. I looked at this and it seemed like the best one I could find.
Have you been banned before, if so why? no
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes I have read both of them “Would you kindly?”
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes I will
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: powergameing is forcing an action upon a player such as saying.
*picks up bobby and throws him of cliff in to the void of time swallowing up bobby’s soul as for him never to be seen from again*
This is commonly confused with god gaming in which you give a character powers he has not gained threw rp. Such as.
*summons a dragon the size of the universe to swallow the world*
Usually these are not as dramatic as in the examples. One example of powergameing I have seen is
*punches joe* this is powergameing even if it is not as big as pg to kill someone it is still counted under the rule.
I have also seen some one do this for god gaming.
*summons wirlwinds from across the world to push back the forces*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: meta gaming is when someone uses ooc information and has there char know it such as you hear on ooc channel that the elves are going to launch a surprise attack on the dwarven nation you cannot simply say “hey guys the elves be comin!”.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jason_Creak
Your character's story so far: Jason was born in an abandoned city, the city’s name? forgotten… the area? Forgotten… humanity had forgotten everything that made them human with only one will left more powerful than the rest… the will to survive. Jason grew up in a abandoned office building with his parents and a small other group of survivors. There was only one rule… never leave the building unless given permission. It’s the rule he grew up knowing. But some disappeared… left never to return… or taken in the night, bloody handprints clawing at the floor… the office was not safe but it was home… the only home… but one day when Jason was 15 raiders came and took over the building forcing them out. They tried to stay together but if life inside the building was dangerous outside was a living hell… some went insane others died of radiation and still others just disappeared. One by one they died of until it was just Jason now age 18 and a few others. One night a few decided to resort to cannibalism, they killed 2 people and tried to kill Jason. Jason ran, he ran for what seemed like hours… and then? He was alone in the wilderness. It has been a year and 2 months since that night and still he is miraculously alive living of luck as much as food and water but how much longer will that luck holds? Until he goes in to free fall?...
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Alive or that he knows of? No
How old is your character? He is 19 and 2 months
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He dark brown messy hair and a goatee. He is gaunt and lightly guilt not overly muscular.
How does your character act? he is defensive of his friends and try’s to stay alive at almost any cost. He is also humorous and sarcastic at times.
Character's occupation: wanderer of the wastes atm.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) he can read and wright but not especially well.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: he has nothing unique to him but he is a good runner and fighter and (with a good bit of luck) he has survived the wastes for more than a year.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears heights due to a time he nearly fell of the roof of the office building as a child.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*keeps on muttering bloody hell bloody hell… under his breath as he bites his lower lip blood dripping from it*
*thinks to himself come on just hang in there it will be all over in a second*
*he then takes out a small hunting knife from his pocket and before he can second guess what he’s doing he dives it in to the wound were the bullet went in*
*lets out a muffled cry of anguish his lip bleeding down his chin and dripping on to his shirt*
*digs with the knife finding the bullet and fast as he possibly can he rips out the knife and bullet tears swelling down his cheeks but glad it was finally over*
Anything else to add? I am not the best speller as you have probably noticed by this app, I honestly don’t expect anyone to think I am the greatest rper alive but please but think that just because I can’t spell as well as some people that I can’t rp.
Provide an image of your character's skin: I can’t find out how to post a picture on here but I make all my skins by myself and this one is of Jason wearing a black sweatshirt dark brown shirt, tan pants and, grey / white ripped up shoes.
Denied
Just a few things:
1. Your background shows little understanding of the lore. Please add some.
2. I need to see your skin before you are accepted. Thanks
Just those little things.
Denied
Just a few things:
1. Your background shows little understanding of the lore. Please add some.
2. I need to see your skin before you are accepted. Thanks
Just those little things.
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
To me, roleplaying is taking ideas and fantasies and bringing them to life.
What is your reason for applying to this server?
I’ve been on this server long enough to realize that I want to be on it more.
Have you been banned before, if so why?
Once, and for cursing. It was years ago.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
I think you know I do.
Will you use the server's official texture pack?
Already do.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Powergaming is having your character do things that are unfair, unrealistic and in most cases very disruptive to the roleplay in general.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Metagaming is using information that your character shouldn’t or can’t know, within the roleplay.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Reuben Krasnov
Your character's story so far:
Reuben Krasnov was born in 2034, to a Ukrainian couple. He was raised in a cottage the Carpathian Mountains of Ukraine, away from the turmoil of the outside world. His mother taught him how to read and write in English, so that he could communicate with non-Ukrainians when he was grown. When he was seven years old, Reuben’s father taught him how to hunt with snares, knives, and crossbows. He proved to be a natural, bringing down larger game animals than many would think possible. His father started calling him “Vovk”, as he was as efficient and merciless as the Ukrainian wolves that shared the mountains with him.
When Reuben was almost ten, his parents were killed. The boy never knew how, because he was out hunting at the time. He came back home with a pair of rabbits, and saw that the door to his house was broken off of its hinges. Rushing inside, Reuben discovered the mangled corpses of his parents. His father was clutching an old family cane, which was covered in blood. Reuben burned his parents’ bodies.
Reuben lived alone in the Carpathian Mountains until he was 14 years old. He spoke to no one, and relied on his intelligence and survival skills to live through the harsh Ukrainian winters. He became a true survivalist through this, mastering traps and marksmanship with his crossbow. He even learned rudimentary first aid when a fall down a steep hill broke his ribs and his right arm. He never did develop good social skills through this, though, understandably.
At the age of 14, in winter, a large snowstorm blanketed the Carpathians completely. Reuben was at home at the time, and his cottage was completely covered by the snow. He packed an old backpack of his father’s, carrying with him his dad’s cane, his crossbow and knife, some snare wire, some old books of his mother’s, and enough dried food to last a few weeks. He knew that his home wouldn’t be able to recover from the harsh winter, and decided to try his luck and descend the mountain.
To his surprise, Reuben found other settlements away from his Carpathian home. And with these settlements came work. Reuben never stayed in one place too long, believing that he couldn’t fit in with and traded in the furs and meat of the mutant animals he killed along his travels. Eventually a man stopped Reuben on a road and told him that his companions were looking for him. Confused, Reuben went with the man and learned that he was part of a group of mercenaries. He was told that his expertise with hunting could make him a valued member of the group. Of course, Reuben had no idea how the group had seen him hunt or anything. But that didn’t matter to him, as he thought that he was part of something greater, and could be part of a community at last.
Reuben stayed in the mercenary group for years, mostly getting hired as guards or recon for various towns in the area. Eventually, Reuben’s mercenary group was hired out by an aspiring psychopath named Simon, who intentionally sent the group on a suicide mission to test the strength and defenses a town he was trying to take control of. Reuben was sent out as reconnaissance, and therefore missed most of the bloodshed. As it turns out, the town had more soldiers and weapons than the mercenaries could contend with. Reuben was the only survivor.
Reuben returned to Simon’s territory, and confronted him angrily about the incident. Simon responded by taking a small dagger and slashing at Reuben’s face with it. It left a nasty gash across Reuben’s right eye, which he now covers with a patch to conceal the damage.
Reuben managed to escape Simon with his life, although he was badly shaken by the incident. He started to distrust everyone he met, a distrust that was justified by Simon’s attempts on his life through mercenaries and assassins. Reuben survived by the skin of his teeth, and managed to secretly board a ship leaving a Ukrainian harbor, without the knowledge of Simon.
Unfortunately for Reuben, one of Simon’s agents saw that Reuben was boarding the boat. He planted an explosive onboard, which was set to detonate as the boat was leaving port. The bomb wasn’t made properly, however, and didn’t go off. The ship was months into its journey, and going past a freezing cold isle, when the bomb did detonate. The ship sunk, and only Reuben – who always carried his belongings with him and prepared for an attack – survived, breaking open his cabin window and swimming to safety. He stayed on that island for a week, getting over hypothermia, when he decided that he would have to search for human life, for a job, and for a new start.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
Reuben doesn’t have anything left but his crossbow, knife, cane, and a generally bitter temperament.
How old is your character?
Reuben is 31 years old.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Reuben has had a rugged life, which is reflected in his appearance. He is fairly lean, muscular, and he has some rough facial hair. He has a twice-broken nose, and a signature dark-brown eye patch. He’s also 5”11.
How does your character act?
Reuben is slow to trust, but is willing to do the hard work, and is more willing to trust an employer than anyone else, despite his experience with Simon. He is quiet, but also willing to say what is on his mind if it is important to the situation at hand.
Character's occupation:
Reuben is a mercenary – a gun (crossbow) for hire. He is also a good hunter.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
Reuben can read and speak alright English, but sometimes messes up with grammar and words. He can write it as well as he can speak it. Reuben can speak, read, and write in Ukrainian.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
He is very skilled with a crossbow, and with hunting game in general. But not so much with the social interactions…
Does your character hate or fear anything?
He fears and hates betrayal, and is terrified of whatever killed his parents. Though that is mostly because he doesn’t know what could have done it.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
In what must have been a second, Simon’s blade had swept across his face. Reuben stumbled back, snarling in pain. He tried to blink, but found the he could only do so in his left eye. Reuben’s scalp was on fire, blood flowing freely out of his cut. The blood filled his mouth, and his nose when he breathed in. Simon was a traitor, Reuben would later figure out. Now, though, all he could manage to think about was escape. Red filled his vision, and then black. Reuben’s working eye was obscured with his own blood. Reuben heard a laugh, Simon’s laugh, which made his whole body burn. For a moment, he forgot the pain. He wiped his eye clean of the blood, and lunged at Simon. Then the pain returned, and Reuben cursed and collapsed onto the other man. Before either could react, the door to Simon’s quarters opened. Without seeing who opened it, Reuben ran through it. He breathed ruggedly and infrequently, and once he was clear of Simon’s base, Reuben collapsed under an old oak and cradled his eye, without so much as a whimper.
Anything else to add?
Something about foreflanks in my columella? I dunno, I forgot to put it in my first app. <3
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
To me, roleplaying is taking ideas and fantasies and bringing them to life.
What is your reason for applying to this server?
I’ve been on this server long enough to realize that I want to be on it more.
Have you been banned before, if so why?
Once, and for cursing. It was years ago.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
I think you know I do.
Will you use the server's official texture pack?
Already do.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Powergaming is having your character do things that are unfair, unrealistic and in most cases very disruptive to the roleplay in general.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Metagaming is using information that your character shouldn’t or can’t know, within the roleplay.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Reuben Krasnov
Your character's story so far:
Reuben Krasnov was born in 2034, to a Ukrainian couple. He was raised in a cottage the Carpathian Mountains of Ukraine, away from the turmoil of the outside world. His mother taught him how to read and write in English, so that he could communicate with non-Ukrainians when he was grown. When he was seven years old, Reuben’s father taught him how to hunt with snares, knives, and crossbows. He proved to be a natural, bringing down larger game animals than many would think possible. His father started calling him “Vovk”, as he was as efficient and merciless as the Ukrainian wolves that shared the mountains with him.
When Reuben was almost ten, his parents were killed. The boy never knew how, because he was out hunting at the time. He came back home with a pair of rabbits, and saw that the door to his house was broken off of its hinges. Rushing inside, Reuben discovered the mangled corpses of his parents. His father was clutching an old family cane, which was covered in blood. Reuben burned his parents’ bodies.
Reuben lived alone in the Carpathian Mountains until he was 14 years old. He spoke to no one, and relied on his intelligence and survival skills to live through the harsh Ukrainian winters. He became a true survivalist through this, mastering traps and marksmanship with his crossbow. He even learned rudimentary first aid when a fall down a steep hill broke his ribs and his right arm. He never did develop good social skills through this, though, understandably.
At the age of 14, in winter, a large snowstorm blanketed the Carpathians completely. Reuben was at home at the time, and his cottage was completely covered by the snow. He packed an old backpack of his father’s, carrying with him his dad’s cane, his crossbow and knife, some snare wire, some old books of his mother’s, and enough dried food to last a few weeks. He knew that his home wouldn’t be able to recover from the harsh winter, and decided to try his luck and descend the mountain.
To his surprise, Reuben found other settlements away from his Carpathian home. And with these settlements came work. Reuben never stayed in one place too long, believing that he couldn’t fit in with and traded in the furs and meat of the mutant animals he killed along his travels. Eventually a man stopped Reuben on a road and told him that his companions were looking for him. Confused, Reuben went with the man and learned that he was part of a group of mercenaries. He was told that his expertise with hunting could make him a valued member of the group. Of course, Reuben had no idea how the group had seen him hunt or anything. But that didn’t matter to him, as he thought that he was part of something greater, and could be part of a community at last.
Reuben stayed in the mercenary group for years, mostly getting hired as guards or recon for various towns in the area. Eventually, Reuben’s mercenary group was hired out by an aspiring psychopath named Simon, who intentionally sent the group on a suicide mission to test the strength and defenses a town he was trying to take control of. Reuben was sent out as reconnaissance, and therefore missed most of the bloodshed. As it turns out, the town had more soldiers and weapons than the mercenaries could contend with. Reuben was the only survivor.
Reuben returned to Simon’s territory, and confronted him angrily about the incident. Simon responded by taking a small dagger and slashing at Reuben’s face with it. It left a nasty gash across Reuben’s right eye, which he now covers with a patch to conceal the damage.
Reuben managed to escape Simon with his life, although he was badly shaken by the incident. He started to distrust everyone he met, a distrust that was justified by Simon’s attempts on his life through mercenaries and assassins. Reuben survived by the skin of his teeth, and managed to secretly board a ship leaving a Ukrainian harbor, without the knowledge of Simon.
Unfortunately for Reuben, one of Simon’s agents saw that Reuben was boarding the boat. He planted an explosive onboard, which was set to detonate as the boat was leaving port. The bomb wasn’t made properly, however, and didn’t go off. The ship was months into its journey, and going past a freezing cold isle, when the bomb did detonate. The ship sunk, and only Reuben – who always carried his belongings with him and prepared for an attack – survived, breaking open his cabin window and swimming to safety. He stayed on that island for a week, getting over hypothermia, when he decided that he would have to search for human life, for a job, and for a new start.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
Reuben doesn’t have anything left but his crossbow, knife, cane, and a generally bitter temperament.
How old is your character?
Reuben is 31 years old.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Reuben has had a rugged life, which is reflected in his appearance. He is fairly lean, muscular, and he has some rough facial hair. He has a twice-broken nose, and a signature dark-brown eye patch. He’s also 5”11.
How does your character act?
Reuben is slow to trust, but is willing to do the hard work, and is more willing to trust an employer than anyone else, despite his experience with Simon. He is quiet, but also willing to say what is on his mind if it is important to the situation at hand.
Character's occupation:
Reuben is a mercenary – a gun (crossbow) for hire. He is also a good hunter.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
Reuben can read and speak alright English, but sometimes messes up with grammar and words. He can write it as well as he can speak it. Reuben can speak, read, and write in Ukrainian.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
He is very skilled with a crossbow, and with hunting game in general. But not so much with the social interactions…
Does your character hate or fear anything?
He fears and hates betrayal, and is terrified of whatever killed his parents. Though that is mostly because he doesn’t know what could have done it.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
In what must have been a second, Simon’s blade had swept across his face. Reuben stumbled back, snarling in pain. He tried to blink, but found the he could only do so in his left eye. Reuben’s scalp was on fire, blood flowing freely out of his cut. The blood filled his mouth, and his nose when he breathed in. Simon was a traitor, Reuben would later figure out. Now, though, all he could manage to think about was escape. Red filled his vision, and then black. Reuben’s working eye was obscured with his own blood. Reuben heard a laugh, Simon’s laugh, which made his whole body burn. For a moment, he forgot the pain. He wiped his eye clean of the blood, and lunged at Simon. Then the pain returned, and Reuben cursed and collapsed onto the other man. Before either could react, the door to Simon’s quarters opened. Without seeing who opened it, Reuben ran through it. He breathed ruggedly and infrequently, and once he was clear of Simon’s base, Reuben collapsed under an old oak and cradled his eye, without so much as a whimper.
Anything else to add?
Something about foreflanks in my columella? I dunno, I forgot to put it in my first app. <3
Also, to Daniel: Good night, sweet prince... ;(
Provide an image of your character's skin:
PLEASE WORK!
OH YEAH. SKIN UPLOAD WORKED.Probably shouldn't have quoted my entire app just then... Sorry.
Accepted
Despite a cliche beginning you definitely made up for it with a great background.
Also, for the record, next time you dont need to include the OOC portion for a new character.
Accepted
Despite a cliche beginning you definitely made up for it with a great background.
Also, for the record, next time you dont need to include the OOC portion for a new character.
Well paint me red and call me an apple.
Also, Daniel was the sexiest thing in that god-forsaken world. Besides perhaps the slimes.Hey, Flee. Can you change my nick on the server? I've been kinda just grunting weirdly for the past couple minutes.nvm, gonna be off for a while
Country of residence and time zone: east coast, North America
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when players in any form of game or even in rl decide to play as a “char” or character and acting as the char would in a 3 dimensional ever changing world. Unlike in normal games rp adds the “human element” in to it making the ability for change and random occurrences ic. Such as a group of knight’s attack a demonic castle and all die. As revenge the demon goes on a rampage threw out the world.
As to my rp experience I have been now rping for severall years. I discovered rp on a post apocalypse server but since then I have only been playing medieval rp. My first rp server I was a wanderer of the wastes who eventually found a abandoned nukeular bunker and set up a home inside it. On my second rp server “Fall Of An Empire” I originally played as a dark elf who built much of the dark elf city then I played as a vampire who become the second in command of the vampire nation becoming known as the blood demon of the north. Eventually I left that server and joined craft hammer in which I played as a skaven and spent most of my time being chased by dwarves trying to beat me to death with raw meat verity’s. When I eventually left that server I joined LOM (lands of morundia) were I started the werewolf race and my char was soon known across the land for being cut throat vicious and all around evil (depending on who you talked to) after that char was eventually killed stabbed to death by 4 of the ancient blades to the heart I was asked to become a admin. I said no and went on to make yet another werewolf char who did not become as known as the other one did. After that server went down me and 1new6 (a admin on lom) started are own server “new dawn” which stayed up for a month or two before a person griefed us and spammed about how are server was horrible so no one would join. Finally I joined akavir (wich I still play) and played as 5 chars every single one of them dyeing a slow and gruesome death my first kin was nearly stabed and beaten to death then impaled by a man’s sword, my second char kurn was stabbed threw the stomach in the back by a man who was a mass murderer, my third char corvus got his head chopped of by a tesicie (no clue how to spell it lol) warrior, my fourth char clain was wanted dead by the kamal for months due to ing them of and escaping there traps time after time again. He finally sacrificed himself to save his friends, and finally klight who was beaten unconscious then hung by pirates. And now I am here…
What is your reason for applying to this server? Well even though I also play on akavir still I would like to also play on a post apocalypse server again due to having not played on one for years. I looked at this and it seemed like the best one I could find.
Have you been banned before, if so why? no
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes I have read both of them “Would you kindly?”
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes I will
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: powergameing is forcing an action upon a player such as saying.
*picks up bobby and throws him of cliff in to the void of time swallowing up bobby’s soul as for him never to be seen from again*
This is commonly confused with god gaming in which you give a character powers he has not gained threw rp. Such as.
*summons a dragon the size of the universe to swallow the world*
Usually these are not as dramatic as in the examples. One example of powergameing I have seen is
*punches joe* this is powergameing even if it is not as big as pg to kill someone it is still counted under the rule.
I have also seen some one do this for god gaming.
*summons wirlwinds from across the world to push back the forces*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: meta gaming is when someone uses ooc information and has there char know it such as you hear on ooc channel that the elves are going to launch a surprise attack on the dwarven nation you cannot simply say “hey guys the elves be comin!”.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jason_Creak
Your character's story so far: Jason was born in an abandoned city in the end of the 2050s when humanity was arguably at its weakest, the city’s name? forgotten… the area? Forgotten… humanity had forgotten everything that made them human with only one will left more powerful than the rest… the will to survive. Jason grew up in a abandoned office building with his parents and a small other group of survivors. There was only one rule… never leave the building unless given permission due to the amount of animatronics, savages, and other creatures roaming. It’s the rule he grew up knowing. But some disappeared… left never to return… or taken in the night, bloody handprints clawing at the floor… the office was not safe but it was home… the only home… some people in the office were able to coralle some xow,s that they were lucky enough to find roaming and things started to get better for their community, they were less fearful of the robotic creatures left by intracorp and less afraid of the mutated creatures outside their walls. but one day when Jason was 15 raiders came and took over the building forcing them out. They tried to stay together but if life inside the building was dangerous outside was a living hell… some went insane others died of radiation and still others just disappeared. One by one they died of until it was just Jason now age 18 and a few others. One night a few decided to resort to cannibalism, they killed 2 people and tried to kill Jason. Jason ran, he ran for what seemed like hours… and then? He was alone in the wilderness. It has been a year and 2 months since that night and still he is miraculously alive living of luck as much as food and water but how much longer will that luck holds? Until he goes in to free fall?...
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Alive or that he knows of? No
How old is your character? He is 19 and 2 months
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He dark brown messy hair and a goatee. He is gaunt and lightly guilt not overly muscular.
How does your character act? he is defensive of his friends and try’s to stay alive at almost any cost. He is also humorous and sarcastic at times.
Character's occupation: wanderer of the wastes atm.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) he can read and wright but not especially well.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: he has nothing unique to him but he is a good runner and fighter and (with a good bit of luck) he has survived the wastes for more than a year.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears heights due to a time he nearly fell of the roof of the office building as a child.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*keeps on muttering bloody hell bloody hell… under his breath as he bites his lower lip blood dripping from it*
*thinks to himself come on just hang in there it will be all over in a second*
*he then takes out a small hunting knife from his pocket and before he can second guess what he’s doing he dives it in to the wound were the bullet went in*
*lets out a muffled cry of anguish his lip bleeding down his chin and dripping on to his shirt*
*digs with the knife finding the bullet and fast as he possibly can he rips out the knife and bullet tears swelling down his cheeks but glad it was finally over*
Anything else to add? I am not the best speller as you have probably noticed by this app, I honestly don’t expect anyone to think I am the greatest rper alive but please but think that just because I can’t spell as well as some people that I can’t rp.
Provide an image of your character's skin: http://imgur.com/0ef5efe
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?I have played on a few role playing servers as well as some mods like Tale of Kingdoms.
What is your reason for applying to this server?I need to find a new RP server to play I usually try to switch every once in a while
Have you been banned before, if so why? nope! Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I agree with the rules Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes I will use the texture pack. Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Snake Your character's story so far: You have been traveling around for the past 2 years with no people around to help you his luck is running out. An Ex-Marine he was grouped with a few of his friends but they were soon all killed in a small outbreak that happened. Looking for some helpful people while roaming this dreadful wasteland. He is still trying to contact and visit his brother. Does or did your character have any companions or family? He has a brother he is trying to meet up.
How old is your character? 26
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? A bearded face and a travelers outfit.
How does your character act?
Very actively, attacking very stealthily and making sure he doesn't get spotted. Character's occupation: Marine, Pilot
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can read or write.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:He can be very stealthy and good at attacking.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
HE hates other players. Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
When the outbreak first started he got stranded looking for his friends and when he saw them last he was in the middle of the small outbreak. That was also the last time he saw them, the only one who escaped was his brother and his best friend but they all went separate ways. Anything else to add?
GRAHGRAHGRAH. Well, I derped and updated my MC client, and MCNostalgia's also being a derp... So I might not be able to get on for a while, until I sort out these rebellious programs. Shouldn't be more than two or three days before I figure out WHAT is wrong, and fix it. I'm hardly tech-savvy.
Later today we are going to shut down the server for about an hour in order to add an exicting new plugin and fix a few broken permission nodes. I'll make a post of when the server goes down.
Denied. You show no understanding of the rules.
Denied. What is the big city? Expand on your back story. Your example of pain is mixed, some of it is ok and some not, fix it.
Also missing examples for MG and PG.
Denied. Did not read the rules and application is too short.
May I ask how I can fix that? I do, understand the rules, from my understanding. (No Disrespect)
Country of residence and time zone: United States, Eastern
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: Role Playing is stepping in to someone else's/ a character's shoes and creating a story with other people.
What is your reason for applying to this server?: I've been looking for a server, this one seems interesting.
Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have, but I am afraid I do not remember why.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?: Yes.
Will you use the server's official texture pack?: Of course.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: I am not the best at defining it, but I do have an example: 'Bob killed John' without giving a chance for self defense.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: It is when you give someone OOC information and they use it IC. Example: You told your friend about a vault you have full of goodies and that lot, and your friend goes there IC and uses the password you told them, as if they magically knew it.
In Character
Character name: Camille Lancaster
Your character's story so far: She was born shortly after the moon was split in to bits and the asteroids fell like rain. Her parents had both died long ago, when she was young. She was raised by her brother, Alfred, who did his best to teach Camille everything he knew about the land and his skills. They traveled often. She grew to be fast and strong, so she could help her brother. But Alfred soon fell ill, and passed away while she sat at his bed side.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?: She used to travel with her brother, but he fell ill and passed away.
How old is your character?: 19
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?: Camille has bright, natural orange hair that stops at her shoulders. She has bright, lively blue eyes. She stands tall, and is slim. She has little muscle, as she is a fast runner.
How does your character act?: Camille is energetic, and does her best to stay positive. Not a lot can ruin her mood.
Character's occupation: Nothing. She has a difficult time being able to feed herself.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write): Alfred taught her what he could about both, and she got quite good.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: She is strong, and extremely fast and agile.
Does your character hate or fear anything?: She fears, and hates spiders, and oblivion.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Home. It had always been just a word to her. A word that did not make sense, a word that did not fully exist in her mind. Her home had always been with her older brother Alfred. But now that he was ill, she hadn't any idea what she would do. There wasn't a doctor for miles... and she could not leave him.
"It's funny, Cami. I was always the one taking care of you," Alfred smiled over at her. He was so pale, his hair had already started to grey from the stress and hard work, his lips were blue. The sickly pale boy in front of her was nothing like her older brother, and yet, he was.
"It's time to return the favor, that's all," she replied, holding his hand.
"Even after all of this, you're all grown up. Would you kindly tell me if I did a good job, sis?"
"You did, Alfie."
"...I'm sorry," Alfred frowned.
"Don't start apologizing again," Camille tried her best to smile.
"No, I really mean it." He said. She could tell that he was already starting to pass out again.
"C'mon," she lightly slapped his cheek, "stay with me, here. Just a little longer, the doctor is on his way. Please, Alfie. Don't sleep yet."
"Sorry, sis, I'm tired.. Really, really tired.." he smiled, "take care, hun." Alfred closed his eyes.
"Alfie, come on." Camille said, her smile fading. She slapped his cheek again, "Alfie, come on. Wake up.. please wake up." And yet, he didn't wake. She sat there as the pain and realization hit her like a hurricane. Tears welled up, and fell. "Alfred Lancaster, wake up, god dammit!" She shouted, "Don't just sit there, answer me!" There couldn't have been any more air in the world at the time, and yet, she felt as if she was suffocating.
Minecraft account name: come718
Country of residence and time zone: east coast, North America
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when players in any form of game or even in rl decide to play as a “char” or character and acting as the char would in a 3 dimensional ever changing world. Unlike in normal games rp adds the “human element” in to it making the ability for change and random occurrences ic. Such as a group of knight’s attack a demonic castle and all die. As revenge the demon goes on a rampage threw out the world.
As to my rp experience I have been now rping for severall years. I discovered rp on a post apocalypse server but since then I have only been playing medieval rp. My first rp server I was a wanderer of the wastes who eventually found a abandoned nukeular bunker and set up a home inside it. On my second rp server “Fall Of An Empire” I originally played as a dark elf who built much of the dark elf city then I played as a vampire who become the second in command of the vampire nation becoming known as the blood demon of the north. Eventually I left that server and joined craft hammer in which I played as a skaven and spent most of my time being chased by dwarves trying to beat me to death with raw meat verity’s. When I eventually left that server I joined LOM (lands of morundia) were I started the werewolf race and my char was soon known across the land for being cut throat vicious and all around evil (depending on who you talked to) after that char was eventually killed stabbed to death by 4 of the ancient blades to the heart I was asked to become a admin. I said no and went on to make yet another werewolf char who did not become as known as the other one did. After that server went down me and 1new6 (a admin on lom) started are own server “new dawn” which stayed up for a month or two before a person griefed us and spammed about how are server was horrible so no one would join. Finally I joined akavir (wich I still play) and played as 5 chars every single one of them dyeing a slow and gruesome death my first kin was nearly stabed and beaten to death then impaled by a man’s sword, my second char kurn was stabbed threw the stomach in the back by a man who was a mass murderer, my third char corvus got his head chopped of by a tesicie (no clue how to spell it lol) warrior, my fourth char clain was wanted dead by the kamal for months due to ing them of and escaping there traps time after time again. He finally sacrificed himself to save his friends, and finally klight who was beaten unconscious then hung by pirates. And now I am here…
What is your reason for applying to this server? Well even though I also play on akavir still I would like to also play on a post apocalypse server again due to having not played on one for years. I looked at this and it seemed like the best one I could find.
Have you been banned before, if so why? no
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes I have read both of them “Would you kindly?”
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes I will
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: powergameing is forcing an action upon a player such as saying.
*picks up bobby and throws him of cliff in to the void of time swallowing up bobby’s soul as for him never to be seen from again*
This is commonly confused with god gaming in which you give a character powers he has not gained threw rp. Such as.
*summons a dragon the size of the universe to swallow the world*
Usually these are not as dramatic as in the examples. One example of powergameing I have seen is
*punches joe* this is powergameing even if it is not as big as pg to kill someone it is still counted under the rule.
I have also seen some one do this for god gaming.
*summons wirlwinds from across the world to push back the forces*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: meta gaming is when someone uses ooc information and has there char know it such as you hear on ooc channel that the elves are going to launch a surprise attack on the dwarven nation you cannot simply say “hey guys the elves be comin!”.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jason_Creak
Your character's story so far: Jason was born in an abandoned city, the city’s name? forgotten… the area? Forgotten… humanity had forgotten everything that made them human with only one will left more powerful than the rest… the will to survive. Jason grew up in a abandoned office building with his parents and a small other group of survivors. There was only one rule… never leave the building unless given permission. It’s the rule he grew up knowing. But some disappeared… left never to return… or taken in the night, bloody handprints clawing at the floor… the office was not safe but it was home… the only home… but one day when Jason was 15 raiders came and took over the building forcing them out. They tried to stay together but if life inside the building was dangerous outside was a living hell… some went insane others died of radiation and still others just disappeared. One by one they died of until it was just Jason now age 18 and a few others. One night a few decided to resort to cannibalism, they killed 2 people and tried to kill Jason. Jason ran, he ran for what seemed like hours… and then? He was alone in the wilderness. It has been a year and 2 months since that night and still he is miraculously alive living of luck as much as food and water but how much longer will that luck holds? Until he goes in to free fall?...
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Alive or that he knows of? No
How old is your character? He is 19 and 2 months
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He dark brown messy hair and a goatee. He is gaunt and lightly guilt not overly muscular.
How does your character act? he is defensive of his friends and try’s to stay alive at almost any cost. He is also humorous and sarcastic at times.
Character's occupation: wanderer of the wastes atm.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) he can read and wright but not especially well.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: he has nothing unique to him but he is a good runner and fighter and (with a good bit of luck) he has survived the wastes for more than a year.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears heights due to a time he nearly fell of the roof of the office building as a child.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*keeps on muttering bloody hell bloody hell… under his breath as he bites his lower lip blood dripping from it*
*thinks to himself come on just hang in there it will be all over in a second*
*he then takes out a small hunting knife from his pocket and before he can second guess what he’s doing he dives it in to the wound were the bullet went in*
*lets out a muffled cry of anguish his lip bleeding down his chin and dripping on to his shirt*
*digs with the knife finding the bullet and fast as he possibly can he rips out the knife and bullet tears swelling down his cheeks but glad it was finally over*
Anything else to add? I am not the best speller as you have probably noticed by this app, I honestly don’t expect anyone to think I am the greatest rper alive but please but think that just because I can’t spell as well as some people that I can’t rp.
Provide an image of your character's skin: I can’t find out how to post a picture on here but I make all my skins by myself and this one is of Jason wearing a black sweatshirt dark brown shirt, tan pants and, grey / white ripped up shoes.
Accepted
Denied
Just a few things:
1. Your background shows little understanding of the lore. Please add some.
2. I need to see your skin before you are accepted. Thanks
Just those little things.
I have to wait 4 more days, correct?
Minecraft account name:
W0LFHER0
Country of residence and time zone:
US, East
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
To me, roleplaying is taking ideas and fantasies and bringing them to life.
What is your reason for applying to this server?
I’ve been on this server long enough to realize that I want to be on it more.
Have you been banned before, if so why?
Once, and for cursing. It was years ago.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
I think you know I do.
Will you use the server's official texture pack?
Already do.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Powergaming is having your character do things that are unfair, unrealistic and in most cases very disruptive to the roleplay in general.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Metagaming is using information that your character shouldn’t or can’t know, within the roleplay.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Reuben Krasnov
Your character's story so far:
Reuben Krasnov was born in 2034, to a Ukrainian couple. He was raised in a cottage the Carpathian Mountains of Ukraine, away from the turmoil of the outside world. His mother taught him how to read and write in English, so that he could communicate with non-Ukrainians when he was grown. When he was seven years old, Reuben’s father taught him how to hunt with snares, knives, and crossbows. He proved to be a natural, bringing down larger game animals than many would think possible. His father started calling him “Vovk”, as he was as efficient and merciless as the Ukrainian wolves that shared the mountains with him.
When Reuben was almost ten, his parents were killed. The boy never knew how, because he was out hunting at the time. He came back home with a pair of rabbits, and saw that the door to his house was broken off of its hinges. Rushing inside, Reuben discovered the mangled corpses of his parents. His father was clutching an old family cane, which was covered in blood. Reuben burned his parents’ bodies.
Reuben lived alone in the Carpathian Mountains until he was 14 years old. He spoke to no one, and relied on his intelligence and survival skills to live through the harsh Ukrainian winters. He became a true survivalist through this, mastering traps and marksmanship with his crossbow. He even learned rudimentary first aid when a fall down a steep hill broke his ribs and his right arm. He never did develop good social skills through this, though, understandably.
At the age of 14, in winter, a large snowstorm blanketed the Carpathians completely. Reuben was at home at the time, and his cottage was completely covered by the snow. He packed an old backpack of his father’s, carrying with him his dad’s cane, his crossbow and knife, some snare wire, some old books of his mother’s, and enough dried food to last a few weeks. He knew that his home wouldn’t be able to recover from the harsh winter, and decided to try his luck and descend the mountain.
To his surprise, Reuben found other settlements away from his Carpathian home. And with these settlements came work. Reuben never stayed in one place too long, believing that he couldn’t fit in with and traded in the furs and meat of the mutant animals he killed along his travels. Eventually a man stopped Reuben on a road and told him that his companions were looking for him. Confused, Reuben went with the man and learned that he was part of a group of mercenaries. He was told that his expertise with hunting could make him a valued member of the group. Of course, Reuben had no idea how the group had seen him hunt or anything. But that didn’t matter to him, as he thought that he was part of something greater, and could be part of a community at last.
Reuben stayed in the mercenary group for years, mostly getting hired as guards or recon for various towns in the area. Eventually, Reuben’s mercenary group was hired out by an aspiring psychopath named Simon, who intentionally sent the group on a suicide mission to test the strength and defenses a town he was trying to take control of. Reuben was sent out as reconnaissance, and therefore missed most of the bloodshed. As it turns out, the town had more soldiers and weapons than the mercenaries could contend with. Reuben was the only survivor.
Reuben returned to Simon’s territory, and confronted him angrily about the incident. Simon responded by taking a small dagger and slashing at Reuben’s face with it. It left a nasty gash across Reuben’s right eye, which he now covers with a patch to conceal the damage.
Reuben managed to escape Simon with his life, although he was badly shaken by the incident. He started to distrust everyone he met, a distrust that was justified by Simon’s attempts on his life through mercenaries and assassins. Reuben survived by the skin of his teeth, and managed to secretly board a ship leaving a Ukrainian harbor, without the knowledge of Simon.
Unfortunately for Reuben, one of Simon’s agents saw that Reuben was boarding the boat. He planted an explosive onboard, which was set to detonate as the boat was leaving port. The bomb wasn’t made properly, however, and didn’t go off. The ship was months into its journey, and going past a freezing cold isle, when the bomb did detonate. The ship sunk, and only Reuben – who always carried his belongings with him and prepared for an attack – survived, breaking open his cabin window and swimming to safety. He stayed on that island for a week, getting over hypothermia, when he decided that he would have to search for human life, for a job, and for a new start.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
Reuben doesn’t have anything left but his crossbow, knife, cane, and a generally bitter temperament.
How old is your character?
Reuben is 31 years old.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Reuben has had a rugged life, which is reflected in his appearance. He is fairly lean, muscular, and he has some rough facial hair. He has a twice-broken nose, and a signature dark-brown eye patch. He’s also 5”11.
How does your character act?
Reuben is slow to trust, but is willing to do the hard work, and is more willing to trust an employer than anyone else, despite his experience with Simon. He is quiet, but also willing to say what is on his mind if it is important to the situation at hand.
Character's occupation:
Reuben is a mercenary – a gun (crossbow) for hire. He is also a good hunter.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
Reuben can read and speak alright English, but sometimes messes up with grammar and words. He can write it as well as he can speak it. Reuben can speak, read, and write in Ukrainian.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
He is very skilled with a crossbow, and with hunting game in general. But not so much with the social interactions…
Does your character hate or fear anything?
He fears and hates betrayal, and is terrified of whatever killed his parents. Though that is mostly because he doesn’t know what could have done it.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
In what must have been a second, Simon’s blade had swept across his face. Reuben stumbled back, snarling in pain. He tried to blink, but found the he could only do so in his left eye. Reuben’s scalp was on fire, blood flowing freely out of his cut. The blood filled his mouth, and his nose when he breathed in. Simon was a traitor, Reuben would later figure out. Now, though, all he could manage to think about was escape. Red filled his vision, and then black. Reuben’s working eye was obscured with his own blood. Reuben heard a laugh, Simon’s laugh, which made his whole body burn. For a moment, he forgot the pain. He wiped his eye clean of the blood, and lunged at Simon. Then the pain returned, and Reuben cursed and collapsed onto the other man. Before either could react, the door to Simon’s quarters opened. Without seeing who opened it, Reuben ran through it. He breathed ruggedly and infrequently, and once he was clear of Simon’s base, Reuben collapsed under an old oak and cradled his eye, without so much as a whimper.
Anything else to add?
Something about foreflanks in my columella? I dunno, I forgot to put it in my first app. <3
Also, to Daniel: Good night, sweet prince... ;(
Provide an image of your character's skin:
PLEASE WORK!
OH YEAH. SKIN UPLOAD WORKED.Probably shouldn't have quoted my entire app just then... Sorry.
Accepted
Despite a cliche beginning you definitely made up for it with a great background.
Also, for the record, next time you dont need to include the OOC portion for a new character.
Well paint me red and call me an apple.
Also, Daniel was the sexiest thing in that god-forsaken world. Besides perhaps the slimes.Hey, Flee. Can you change my nick on the server? I've been kinda just grunting weirdly for the past couple minutes.nvm, gonna be off for a while
Minecraft account name: come718
Country of residence and time zone: east coast, North America
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when players in any form of game or even in rl decide to play as a “char” or character and acting as the char would in a 3 dimensional ever changing world. Unlike in normal games rp adds the “human element” in to it making the ability for change and random occurrences ic. Such as a group of knight’s attack a demonic castle and all die. As revenge the demon goes on a rampage threw out the world.
As to my rp experience I have been now rping for severall years. I discovered rp on a post apocalypse server but since then I have only been playing medieval rp. My first rp server I was a wanderer of the wastes who eventually found a abandoned nukeular bunker and set up a home inside it. On my second rp server “Fall Of An Empire” I originally played as a dark elf who built much of the dark elf city then I played as a vampire who become the second in command of the vampire nation becoming known as the blood demon of the north. Eventually I left that server and joined craft hammer in which I played as a skaven and spent most of my time being chased by dwarves trying to beat me to death with raw meat verity’s. When I eventually left that server I joined LOM (lands of morundia) were I started the werewolf race and my char was soon known across the land for being cut throat vicious and all around evil (depending on who you talked to) after that char was eventually killed stabbed to death by 4 of the ancient blades to the heart I was asked to become a admin. I said no and went on to make yet another werewolf char who did not become as known as the other one did. After that server went down me and 1new6 (a admin on lom) started are own server “new dawn” which stayed up for a month or two before a person griefed us and spammed about how are server was horrible so no one would join. Finally I joined akavir (wich I still play) and played as 5 chars every single one of them dyeing a slow and gruesome death my first kin was nearly stabed and beaten to death then impaled by a man’s sword, my second char kurn was stabbed threw the stomach in the back by a man who was a mass murderer, my third char corvus got his head chopped of by a tesicie (no clue how to spell it lol) warrior, my fourth char clain was wanted dead by the kamal for months due to ing them of and escaping there traps time after time again. He finally sacrificed himself to save his friends, and finally klight who was beaten unconscious then hung by pirates. And now I am here…
What is your reason for applying to this server? Well even though I also play on akavir still I would like to also play on a post apocalypse server again due to having not played on one for years. I looked at this and it seemed like the best one I could find.
Have you been banned before, if so why? no
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes I have read both of them “Would you kindly?”
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes I will
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: powergameing is forcing an action upon a player such as saying.
*picks up bobby and throws him of cliff in to the void of time swallowing up bobby’s soul as for him never to be seen from again*
This is commonly confused with god gaming in which you give a character powers he has not gained threw rp. Such as.
*summons a dragon the size of the universe to swallow the world*
Usually these are not as dramatic as in the examples. One example of powergameing I have seen is
*punches joe* this is powergameing even if it is not as big as pg to kill someone it is still counted under the rule.
I have also seen some one do this for god gaming.
*summons wirlwinds from across the world to push back the forces*
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: meta gaming is when someone uses ooc information and has there char know it such as you hear on ooc channel that the elves are going to launch a surprise attack on the dwarven nation you cannot simply say “hey guys the elves be comin!”.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jason_Creak
Your character's story so far: Jason was born in an abandoned city in the end of the 2050s when humanity was arguably at its weakest, the city’s name? forgotten… the area? Forgotten… humanity had forgotten everything that made them human with only one will left more powerful than the rest… the will to survive. Jason grew up in a abandoned office building with his parents and a small other group of survivors. There was only one rule… never leave the building unless given permission due to the amount of animatronics, savages, and other creatures roaming. It’s the rule he grew up knowing. But some disappeared… left never to return… or taken in the night, bloody handprints clawing at the floor… the office was not safe but it was home… the only home… some people in the office were able to coralle some xow,s that they were lucky enough to find roaming and things started to get better for their community, they were less fearful of the robotic creatures left by intracorp and less afraid of the mutated creatures outside their walls. but one day when Jason was 15 raiders came and took over the building forcing them out. They tried to stay together but if life inside the building was dangerous outside was a living hell… some went insane others died of radiation and still others just disappeared. One by one they died of until it was just Jason now age 18 and a few others. One night a few decided to resort to cannibalism, they killed 2 people and tried to kill Jason. Jason ran, he ran for what seemed like hours… and then? He was alone in the wilderness. It has been a year and 2 months since that night and still he is miraculously alive living of luck as much as food and water but how much longer will that luck holds? Until he goes in to free fall?...
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Alive or that he knows of? No
How old is your character? He is 19 and 2 months
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He dark brown messy hair and a goatee. He is gaunt and lightly guilt not overly muscular.
How does your character act? he is defensive of his friends and try’s to stay alive at almost any cost. He is also humorous and sarcastic at times.
Character's occupation: wanderer of the wastes atm.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) he can read and wright but not especially well.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: he has nothing unique to him but he is a good runner and fighter and (with a good bit of luck) he has survived the wastes for more than a year.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears heights due to a time he nearly fell of the roof of the office building as a child.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
*keeps on muttering bloody hell bloody hell… under his breath as he bites his lower lip blood dripping from it*
*thinks to himself come on just hang in there it will be all over in a second*
*he then takes out a small hunting knife from his pocket and before he can second guess what he’s doing he dives it in to the wound were the bullet went in*
*lets out a muffled cry of anguish his lip bleeding down his chin and dripping on to his shirt*
*digs with the knife finding the bullet and fast as he possibly can he rips out the knife and bullet tears swelling down his cheeks but glad it was finally over*
Anything else to add? I am not the best speller as you have probably noticed by this app, I honestly don’t expect anyone to think I am the greatest rper alive but please but think that just because I can’t spell as well as some people that I can’t rp.
Provide an image of your character's skin: http://imgur.com/0ef5efe
Im going to wait till the server updates cuz im too lazy to go back :3
You might be waiting a while then.
Out of Character
Minecraft account name:highlywalk2
Country of residence and time zone:USA CST
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?I have played on a few role playing servers as well as some mods like Tale of Kingdoms.
What is your reason for applying to this server?I need to find a new RP server to play I usually try to switch every once in a while
Have you been banned before, if so why?
nope!
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
I agree with the rules
Will you use the server's official texture pack?
Yes I will use the texture pack.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Snake
Your character's story so far:
You have been traveling around for the past 2 years with no people around to help you his luck is running out. An Ex-Marine he was grouped with a few of his friends but they were soon all killed in a small outbreak that happened. Looking for some helpful people while roaming this dreadful wasteland. He is still trying to contact and visit his brother.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? He has a brother he is trying to meet up.
How old is your character? 26
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? A bearded face and a travelers outfit.
How does your character act?
Very actively, attacking very stealthily and making sure he doesn't get spotted.
Character's occupation: Marine, Pilot
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can read or write.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:He can be very stealthy and good at attacking.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
HE hates other players.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
When the outbreak first started he got stranded looking for his friends and when he saw them last he was in the middle of the small outbreak. That was also the last time he saw them, the only one who escaped was his brother and his best friend but they all went separate ways.
Anything else to add?
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No offense, but it's obvious you didn't read the rules. This is a serious RP server, and the lack of effort you put into your application is worrying.
Denied.
May I ask how I can fix that? I do, understand the rules, from my understanding. (No Disrespect)
If you completely read the rules then you'd know what your missing...
Minecraft account name: moon_stone
Country of residence and time zone: United States, Eastern
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: Role Playing is stepping in to someone else's/ a character's shoes and creating a story with other people.
What is your reason for applying to this server?: I've been looking for a server, this one seems interesting.
Have you been banned before, if so why?: I have, but I am afraid I do not remember why.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?: Yes.
Will you use the server's official texture pack?: Of course.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: I am not the best at defining it, but I do have an example: 'Bob killed John' without giving a chance for self defense.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: It is when you give someone OOC information and they use it IC. Example: You told your friend about a vault you have full of goodies and that lot, and your friend goes there IC and uses the password you told them, as if they magically knew it.
In Character
Character name: Camille Lancaster
Your character's story so far: She was born shortly after the moon was split in to bits and the asteroids fell like rain. Her parents had both died long ago, when she was young. She was raised by her brother, Alfred, who did his best to teach Camille everything he knew about the land and his skills. They traveled often. She grew to be fast and strong, so she could help her brother. But Alfred soon fell ill, and passed away while she sat at his bed side.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?: She used to travel with her brother, but he fell ill and passed away.
How old is your character?: 19
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?: Camille has bright, natural orange hair that stops at her shoulders. She has bright, lively blue eyes. She stands tall, and is slim. She has little muscle, as she is a fast runner.
How does your character act?: Camille is energetic, and does her best to stay positive. Not a lot can ruin her mood.
Character's occupation: Nothing. She has a difficult time being able to feed herself.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write): Alfred taught her what he could about both, and she got quite good.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: She is strong, and extremely fast and agile.
Does your character hate or fear anything?: She fears, and hates spiders, and oblivion.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Home. It had always been just a word to her. A word that did not make sense, a word that did not fully exist in her mind. Her home had always been with her older brother Alfred. But now that he was ill, she hadn't any idea what she would do. There wasn't a doctor for miles... and she could not leave him.
"It's funny, Cami. I was always the one taking care of you," Alfred smiled over at her. He was so pale, his hair had already started to grey from the stress and hard work, his lips were blue. The sickly pale boy in front of her was nothing like her older brother, and yet, he was.
"It's time to return the favor, that's all," she replied, holding his hand.
"Even after all of this, you're all grown up. Would you kindly tell me if I did a good job, sis?"
"You did, Alfie."
"...I'm sorry," Alfred frowned.
"Don't start apologizing again," Camille tried her best to smile.
"No, I really mean it." He said. She could tell that he was already starting to pass out again.
"C'mon," she lightly slapped his cheek, "stay with me, here. Just a little longer, the doctor is on his way. Please, Alfie. Don't sleep yet."
"Sorry, sis, I'm tired.. Really, really tired.." he smiled, "take care, hun." Alfred closed his eyes.
"Alfie, come on." Camille said, her smile fading. She slapped his cheek again, "Alfie, come on. Wake up.. please wake up." And yet, he didn't wake. She sat there as the pain and realization hit her like a hurricane. Tears welled up, and fell. "Alfred Lancaster, wake up, god dammit!" She shouted, "Don't just sit there, answer me!" There couldn't have been any more air in the world at the time, and yet, she felt as if she was suffocating.
Anything else to add?: Eeeenope.
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((And-A fixed.)