Ban Appeal Minecraft username: Motuz Date and reason for being banned: Something before 22.3. and after 18.3. - "Non RPly breaking into sealed area of Novelsk" Why do you deserve a second chance? It was an accident - I was digging under my house and I just fell into lab of Dr. Nikolai. Yeah, I must admit I took a look around there, but I didn´t break or steal anything. Also, I thought Novelsk was abandoned, and that we ARE able to go into abandoned cities. But I wasn´t sure, that´s why I lest everything how it was. I forgot to melt the hole I got there from, but that is not that big problem, is it? I mean, I can still fill it. Also, I was never before breaking RP, and this is the only good roleplay server I was ever playing on. I won´t beg for unban and apologise, cause I know I shouldn´t do it, but for example - look at the man who wants to turn Jericho into his own weapon stash! Is THAT roleplay? Yeah, it is. But how can you know I wasn´t in Novelsk as Chivac, not as Motuz?
That´s all for now, guys, hope you accept me back...
You'll be allowed back in. And Novelsk isn't technically abandoned i'm still lurking down there every now and then. So I'll accept you back, just try not to do it again please.
Country of residence and time zone: United States of America, CST/CDT
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? 1: A role play is acting like in a broadway show, only slightly different and can be more fun, depending on the kind of RP it is. 2:I don't have a large amount of RP time, but ive seen my sister RP before
What is your reason for applying to this server? It looks like alot of fun!
Have you been banned before, if so why? No, I have not ben banned
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes, I defenately agree with it
Will you use the server's official texture pack? If i can get my hands on it, i will.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Never Herd of it
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Never Herd of it
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jack
Your character's story so far: Jack is a guy that managed to survive the collapse and became a "doomsday prepper" in 2041. Once all the dust had settled, he emerged and is searching for a place to live.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? He did have a few cousins, but they died. He also had a wolf, but that died too. On his quest now he found a Dreadwolf, and instantly made frinds with it. ((I may request a wolf upon joining))
How old is your character? 36, Born 2020
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? He has a scar on his left arm. He also has a misformed right pinky.
How does your character act? He likes to be part of a group and can be very defensive on his own
Character's occupation: Mechnic, good with making things like veachles.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
A bachilors degree in engineering.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Likes very heavy weapons, like hammers and axes
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Fears: Dying, any thing to do with death. Also has Acrophobia, Fear of high places.
Hates: Anything that hurts him. Especaly Slimes.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
<Mario_174> OH GOD OH MY GOD THIS HUTS SO FFREAKING BAD
<Mario_174>oh no, im loosing it, im gonna die.
<Mario_174>im screwed
<Mario_174>if i dont get to shelter soon im gonna die.
<Mario_174>AAARRG
<Mario_174>im dieing.
<Mario_174> oh...... *couhgs*....ugg.
<(Noob)> Im here to help you!
<Mario_174> Oh...thank you......
Anything else to add?
Nope, not really, other than some times he has an ego.
No, just no...
You can "try" improving this intresting piece by adding MG and PG examples, expanding and improving your back story and RP example, and possibly reading the rules.
3-24
Hello everyone, we got some announcements to make.
- We have added a new rule, no mixing. Please review it on the main post.
- Metagaming will be cracked down on much more seriously and the punishment for doing it will be severe.
- Some cool event with the new super secret plugin I am not allowed to talk about will be coming up so make sure you are on the server in the next couple of days.
- The server will be updated to 1.5 soon, but do to most plugins not being up to date this might take a bit longer than we'd like.
- If you are going to speak about IC things in global you must have the permission of an admin or moderator.
- We have added prefixes and colors next to staff's names.
Country of residence and time zone: USA, East Coast
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Acting with players within your own made up character to build, socialize, work together.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I have been looking for a RP server for quite some time. The fact that this is a post-apocalyptic server makes it even better.
Have you been banned before, if so why? Honestly, not that I can remember.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I agree. The lore gives more "definition" to the game play. I think it's a great idea.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: How you interact in games.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using outside knowledge for personal advantages. Using exploits for a gain in the game.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Ethan
Your character's story so far: As a boy he was raised by his father in Israel (he moved there from America). His father was his only family. His father was very skilled in combat, survival, and was very "street smart". As now a citizen of Israel he was drafted into the military due to the much needed soldiers. When his father was drafted Ethan had no one to take care of him (as he was only 15). He received a letter telling him that his father was KIA. In distress, anger, Ethan trained and trained. By the time he was 16 he joined the military. He killed many Palestinians. After being shot in the thigh he ran (somewhat) through the desert feeding on scorpions and surviving like his father taught him. When the Israelites became away of his situation he was running from not only Palestinians but Israelites as well. After running and escaping to Antarctica to get a job in the IntraCorp he became aware of the evil corruption of the corporation and left to America. He joined the riots attempting to stop IntraCorp at whatever cost. Without warning. Without a bit of consent. Everything changed. Before he knew it people where raiding, stealing, braking into stores. The world was in a global catastrophic disaster. It was like a blink of an eye. Everything was in ruins.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? None. He is a lone wolf.
How old is your character? 35
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Runs with a limp on the left leg. Very muscular and bulky.
How does your character act? Does not like large groups. Very hard to gain his trust.
Character's occupation: Ex- Military
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Reads and writes. Basic elementary - high school knowledge.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Combat, building.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Distrust robots in the past. Fears them. Hates them.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Military Officer: "I'm sorry, Ethan..."
Ethan: "Wha... What is it? Did something happen to my father!?"
Military Officer: "I'm sorry. Your father will be missed."
<Ethan breaks down in tears>
Ethan's thoughts to himself: "I can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. My father. My only family is... gone. I have nothing. Nothing to fight for, nothing to live for. I will have my revenge on those damn Palestinians!"
<Ethan At School>
<Popular kids whispering to each other > "He is so gross." Why can't he take a shower." "Does he have anymore clothes"
Later that day...
Little Girl: "Mommy, why is that boy sitting on the sidewalk?"
Mother: "Just ignore him honey. He probably spent all his money on drugs and alcohol."
Ethan: "Spare change?" "Please I need to eat."
A few years later...
Military Officer: "Welcome to the military, soldier."
Ethan: Sir! Thank you!... Sir!
<Ethan writing in his journal> "Today, I have seen many soldiers die. Many of which I have grown to like. They all just die. Anyone I trust. They die. Anyone who I grow to love. Dead." "I got shot today in the leg." "I'm not gonna lie it hurt like hell! I gotta get out of this hell hole. I will get a job at IntraCorp. They're always hiring."
Anything else to add? Looking forward to playing on this unique server!
Minecraft Account Name: Rheo96 Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States and PST
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
I would define role playing as immersing yourself into a completely different persona, and living his/her life out as if it were your own. I actually do not have any role playing experiences, I've played Minecraft for well over a year now, and decided to expand my horizon to a role playing server.
What is your reason for applying to this server?
I found this server the most appealing role playing server, as it is based in the future, unlike 95% of other role playing servers which are based in the past.
Have you been banned before, if so why?
Not to my knowledge, no I have not.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
The rules are normal for any and all role playing server, and I actually found the lore quite exciting, despite a few typos here and there, I really found my intrest in this server whilst reading it.
Will you use this server's official texture pack?
Of couse, why wouldn't I?
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
I believe (to what I've read) powergaming is giving your role playing character an extremely absurd action.
Ex: "Bob spat on a Xig's face and blew up the planet."
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Very new to this so, at least to what i've read, it is taking information OOC and using it IC, even if your character does not possess the information.
IC:
Character Name: Robin
Your character's story so far:
Robin was born in a town called Sperare in the year 2049. Whilst giving birth to Robin, his mother died, leaving only his father and the other survivors of Sperare to take care of him. The following years were the most dark and painful years for the survivors to come. On a run for supplies, a group of survivors of Sperare was caught off guard by a pack of Dreadwolves, and was forced to spend the night in the pharmacy. They were never seen again. With Sperare growing weak and losing faith, they turned to the only way out. Suicide. The town went into chaos, plunging into a deep depression. The strongest of survivors were left alone to fend for themselves, and Sperare was no more.
Robin and his father traveled for weeks, looking for another civilization that hadn't already crumbled. Hiding in fear every night, taking shelter in the most obscure places. His father had taught Robin how to climb trees swiftly and how to hide in the leaves, hiden from the eyes of Mutants and Raiders. He had taught him how to shoot a bow with both precision and accuracy. Robin and his father held an extremely close relationship, until the last night of April, 2060.
A group of survivors had awaken Robin's father as they passed under the spruce tree he and Robin were sleeping in. In one graceful movement, he made his way down, and attempted to speak with them. One word came out of his mouth and the next minute, a sword had come through his chest. It shimmered a bright red in the sun. The survivors searched Robin's father for any useful items, but had found nothing. They left him lying there, and continued on their journey. Hours later, Robin woke up. Expecting his father to be by his side, he searched for him, still lying down with his eyes closed. Confused, he opened his eyes and found his father no where to be seen. He looked down, and was petrified. The next few hours was spent crying softly into his sleeve.
Lost, and unaware of his next move, Robin searched for a town, desperate for communication with another survivor. To his amazement, he had found a town, but alas, it was abandoned. He searched through each house, being sure to pick up any valuables. He came across an old dresser containing what seemed to be a super-hero esque costume. Amused at his own demise, he smiled as he put on the costume, knowing that death would find him in a super-hero costume. He left the abandoned town, with no thought in his head other than survival.
The next year came around and Robin was thriving in the wilderness. He had lost count of how many Fuelbots he had taken down. However, one peculiar day as he headed down a gravel path in the countryside, he heard static. Confused and curious, he followed the sound into a run-down shack. Carefully, with his bow at the ready, he creeped into the shack, looking for the source of the sound. He sneaked into the living room, and spotted what was making the noise. It was a radio! He tried to find a station without any static, and was about to give up, when he heard a disturbance in the static. He listened closely while still fidgeting with the tune button, and was amazed when he heard what was on the other side of the radio. It was a call to all other survivors! The man behind the radio was requesting any survivor to come to the town of Pervivo. He repeated co-ordinates several times, and before Robin knew it, he had it memorized. He knew where to go, and the following months was spent on journeying to Pervivo.
Upon arrival to the town of Pervivo, he had collapsed due to extreme lack of sleep. The next few days were spent in a bed, until he regained enough strength to walk again. In the he following years, Robin spent his days training his archery and agility skills. He had become increasingly distant from Pervivo's inhabitants, unable to truly trust anyone. The year 2065 had come, and Robin was ready to leave Pervivo, disgusted by what the town had become of. Pervivo had been corrupted, sending groups of people out to find other survivors just to kill them for their supplies. Robin was appalled by the actions of the town and planned to leave the night of March, 23, 2065, leaving nothing except the radio he used to find Pervivo.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
His mother died while giving birth to him, and his father died to a group of savage survivors. Robin never truly trusted anyone else besides his father.
How old is your character?
Sixteen.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
He is donned in a Robin costume. He is skinny, due to the lack of food he has eaten over the years, but he is very agile. Long and bushy hair, but is kept back in the hood of his costume.
How does your character act?
He does not trust anyone. Robin is very solitary and hardly makes contact with anyone. In his later years, he has grown to be extremely hostile towards people and prefers to be on his own. People slow him, anyways.
Character's occupation?
Other than a few errands he ran in his years in Pervivo, he never really had a real job.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
Robin was never taught how to read or write, but he does speak Enlgish well enough for anyone to understand him.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
His father had taught him the ways of the archer. Robin is an extremely experienced archer, spending his years in Pervivo training. He is also very agile, and can escape from enemies with ease.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Robin hates anything that has to do with Pervivo. Anyone who comes from there is immediately targetted and eliminated.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
The wind blows the spruce trees, as Robin cries deeply into his sleeve. "Why...why must this happen..." He chokes on his tears as he looks at his father, sprawled on the ground like roadkill. "...Dad..." He goes back into in his sleeves, and sits there motionless for hours.
Finally looking up from his sleeve, his eyes a bloodshot red, he looks down at his dad, for the final time. Swallowing his tears and gathering whatever strength he had been able to muster up, he slowly made his way down the tree and spoke to his father for the last time. "I'll get through this Dad......For both of us."
He turned around and continued on his journey, carrying all the supplies that he and his father had found.
Anything else to add?
"Would you kindly?"
Character's skin:
It's the same skin that's in my avatar, I'm just too lazy to find the skin online.
Silas and his sister, mother and father lived on a suburban ranch, secluded from the majority of society in a extending barren plains only cut off by a thick forest a few miles from the plains, it was almost anything you could hope for, a good education, food shelter and a loving family, and to boot Silas’ family always seemed to hold a strong bond for each other, having a younger sister, a mother. One day, on the ranch the roaring of trucks could be heard in the distance, rifles being fired. His father Daniel told him, his sister and his mother to hide in the wine cellar, they were rushed in as quickly as possible. Daniel could be heard negotiating with the a few men upstairs, they wanted anything valuable, anything they could use to survive. Daniel desperately insisted that anything in his home would be to no avail, becoming more and more agitated Daniel lobbed his fist into the face of the first man, two others jumped to their feet. At this point, Daniel lost all ability of rational thinking. He fought and fought only to die at his knees in a pool of his own blood. The family concealed in the cellar were confused and conflicted, should they check upstairs? The heard Daniel moaning in pain. Mother was sure that he had died... She let out a yelp giving away the hiding spot. The group of cut-throats fired aimlessly at the ground trying to identify where the noise came from, screaming could be distinguished by a young girl. The bandits soon recognized an opening to a lower platform in the home, they fired at the barrels of wine, the spilling alcohol creating at least a 3 cm pool.
Silas’ was dumbstruck, he was restrained by his mother, who informed him and his sister that they needed to survive, that they were the salvation of the planet, and Silas was convinced. She told them that she was going to rush in and distract the bandits, to make an opening for Silas and his sister to escape. Silas shed one tear as he kissed his mother one last time on the cheek, she rushed in, disappearing into the darkness of the cellar. Silas embraced his sister, held her hand and rushed up the stairs, turning back. Seeing his mother laying there, near death. He thought he could have saved here, until one of the bandit leaders took out a match, grinned and dropped it near the temple of his mother, her under lip shook and was enflamed.
Silas and his sister failed to escape the home and were captured by the bandits, they were taken away to an underground dystopian society called Moy Peak, Since Silas was older and a boy, him and his sister had to be separated, but Silas refused and revolted. As a price they cut Silas’ throat which made him mute, as a lesson to always stay in line. During the constant labor of living in the dystopia for about 4 years, Silas learned the basics of hunting, cooking, fighting (mostly unarmed or with a rifle). Although he was always isolated in a psychological nutshell.
Eventually the bandit leader died, and that’s when everything fell out of place. Rebel groups have arisen in the midst of the chaos, un-targeted killing, and cannibalism. Silas and his sister joined the rebel group Religion and Life, Silas rose to power in that group, becoming one of the most powerful. The underground was catastrophic, he and his sister were told to evacuate, but were put into different groups, since Silas was a boy and older than his sister, Silas’ knew to not rebel this time, so they were brought above ground in separate groups and now seek the wastes in order to find each other.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
James Captoriam (Father), Catherine Captoriam (Mother) and a sister who may be wandering the wastes or may be dead.
How old is your character?
22
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Black hair, generally rough and sharp features, 6 FT tall. Frequently sleep deprived, which shows in the bags under his eyes. He wears a cloak, a mask with goggles and a hat.
How does your character act?
Silas is very quiet, due to him being mute. Although all the stress that comes from being mute can be expressed in battle for him, as he can become exceedingly violent. Communicates through facial expressions, most of the time. Once in a time of peril, Silas and a few other members of the underground had to survive off the flesh of dead underground citizens for multiple days straight. So Silas has grown to be slightly cannibalistic.
Character's occupation:
No occupation. But he worked as a farmer on his homeland. And was once a forced mercenary.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
He can read and write, he believes writing is a good way to pass the time.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
Not anything to special, he’s intimidating though, generally good at herbalism. Knows sign language and morse code and is mute. Good aim.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
He fears the loss of his sister and hates when people are dependent on him.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
His sister thrown over the shoulders of a muscular bandit, crying, Silas being dragged by merciless chains, overwhelmed with fear and anger. They were brought to the feet of a man named Simon. “It’s rare we get any women around here” said Simon, as he gave a demeaning look to Silas’ sister”. “Bring here to the other women, we could use more people down here”. Implying that she was going to be forcefully impregnated. Silas got to his feet, shedding tears of frustration, anger, lament and almost every other emotion. He charged at the bandit on the throne. A dagger protruded from the massive cloak of the bandit, cutting Silas in the throat. He was trying to gasp for air, choking up as he fell back to his knees, he grasped for his sister’s hand, as if it was his last time to live. Silas looked her in the eyes. She had a half disgusted face and melancholy. He tried to speak the words “I love you”, but the words wouldn’t come out. He tried to scream, no sound. Nothing worked, he glanced down at his chest, doused in blood. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he blacked out.
Country of residence and time zone: USA, North American Eastern Time Zone
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplaying is where a group of people come together, take role of a character that isn't them and act as if they were in there shoes.
What is your reason for applying to this server? The old server I played closed down andx someone suggested this one.
Have you been banned before, if so why? No, at least not from any roleplay servers
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes, yes.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Maybe, if my computer doesn't blow up trying to load it.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Whenyou use roleplay elements to make yourself pretty much invincible. Ex. Eslie dodges all of his attacks, and again.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: When you use OOC information while you are IC.
In Character
Character name: Eslie Corona
Your character's story so far: Eslie was born in 2051, in a small shack in the middle of the wasteland. Her father, Samuel Corona, was slowly going insane, he wasn't good at staying in the same general area for an extended period of time, he literaly thought that he would die of boredom. Samuel was a scientist who spent most of his life in the house, and when he was 20, he decided to spiff up the place. He was 35 now and he was able to build in a basement where he would do experiments on various animals and mutated creatures of the wastes. Eslie's mother, Monica Corona, wore the pants in the family. She was the one who would go out to hunt down th xows and xigs. She was a born killer, and would do anything to survive. They also had a pet SP2, named J3R-E, this was a newly built robot so its fabric wasn't radiated. Her mother taught Eslie everything she knew, how to fight, how to mine, how to survive, and how to care for herself. Her father tried to teach her about the creatures that roamed the wasteland, the robots, mutants, and other things of that nature. However, not much of this information went to Eslie, she had a very active imagination. Instead of wanting to go hunting with her mom, she rather play around with J3R-E, and she never wanted to dissect the xigs or cook dinner, she liked messing around with the fuelbots at night. It was Eslie’s 14th birthday and her mother was sick of her not wanting to pitch in with the house work, or helping them find animals to cook, so Eslie was sent out to a nearby radiation pit to see if there are any washed up power cells that could be used in making weaponry for her. She was only able to find about 4 power cells, but they were soaked the acidic rain drops from an earlier acid rain storm, and they were beginning to melt through the gloves that her father gave her. When she returned to her house there were many malfunctioned fuelbots crowded around the house, and the front door was open. Eslie was too afraid to go near the house, and then in an instant, the droids began crashing and sparking up. She bolted towards the house, but couldn’t get inside because some robots blocked the way. She grabbed the bot and shoved it out of her way. She saw her parents, but before she could do get to them, each of the fuelbots blew up, one by one. Eslie was frozen from shock, and then she felt a pair of arms pushing her out, and hen a big explosion blew her away from the house. When she got back up, she saw nothing but rubble, dust, and the bodiless feet of the fuelbots around the house. Eslie went in to investigate and fell straight down when she entered the doorway, leading her into the basement. She found all sorts of stuff that her father made, armor, robots, and a special sword that had wrapping paper around it. There was a tag on it that read, ”Arm yourself, be safe. Love, your loving parents.” Now that there was nobody to watch over her, nowhere to live, her only goal in life, from this point on, was to survive.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? She has her mom and dad, Monica and Samuel Corona, and she has an SP2 droid named J3R-E (Pronounced Jerry).
How old is your character? 14
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? She usually wears a brown dress and skirt, a pink and white scarf, and a blue bow on the back of her head. She also had brownish shoes , all courtesy of J3R-E. She had pale, white skin, blone hair, and she had heterochromia, so she had dark-blue and blue colored eyes.
How does your character act? She is childish and has an active imagination, though she will do anything to survive. She isn't formally educated so she doen't know much, other than what her parents tried to teach her, but she is a skilled fighter and isn't afraid to fight. She likes to see the kindness in someones heart, even if they look like cold-blooded killers.
Character's occupation: She doesn't have any specified job, she just wishes to find suitable allies to help her.
Does your character have an education? Not formal, she was taught everything she knows from her parents, but even some of that infomation didn't get through to her.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: She is stronger than most, she can lift heavy materials out of the ground like pure and gears.
Does your character hate or fear anything? She hates fuelbots, and all of the other strange apocolyptic nightmares. She fears cats, robots, strangers, or deep water.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Eslie is pulling a minecart full of gears, pure, and coal out of an old abandoned mineshaft. "Oof, oof, this is heavy, I don't think I can take anymore of this." she said.She is making her way up when a fuelbot comes out of one of the many dark corridors. Eslie yells,"Ahh, no no no..."She sees it, and hears it coming from behind, she lets the cart go and it crashes into the droid. The droid explodes, leaving a giant hole in the floor and scattering her riches everywhere. "Finally, I need a break, hoo, oof." She sits down to take a break, but then she spots a lone raider at the end stealing the pure. "Hey, that's my stuff," she says, the raider starts running. "Oh no you don't!" She takes off towards the raider, but the raider is too fast. "Ah forget it, your not worth my time, it was just some gears, nothing big." She gathers the scattered coal and pure, and heads back up. After a while she reaches the top, feeling the warmth of the hot sun hitting her in her face.
I'm not a moderator, but I can see a couple things that you'll have to redo. Firstly, the roleplay takes place in 2065. You say that your character is born 4 decades following the roleplay. You should edit that part.
I'm not a moderator, but I can see a couple things that you'll have to redo. Firstly, the roleplay takes place in 2065. You say that your character is born 4 decades following the roleplay. You should edit that part.
Hope to see you on soon!
Oh, thanks, I knew that but I was focusing on a school math problem, thanks.
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Accepted
Welcome to Year 2065
You'll be allowed back in. And Novelsk isn't technically abandoned i'm still lurking down there every now and then. So I'll accept you back, just try not to do it again please.
Minecraft account name:
Mario_174
Country of residence and time zone:
United States of America, CST/CDT
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
1: A role play is acting like in a broadway show, only slightly different and can be more fun, depending on the kind of RP it is.
2:I don't have a large amount of RP time, but ive seen my sister RP before
What is your reason for applying to this server?
It looks like alot of fun!
Have you been banned before, if so why?
No, I have not ben banned
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
Yes, I defenately agree with it
Will you use the server's official texture pack?
If i can get my hands on it, i will.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
Never Herd of it
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Never Herd of it
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Jack
Your character's story so far:
Jack is a guy that managed to survive the collapse and became a "doomsday prepper" in 2041. Once all the dust had settled, he emerged and is searching for a place to live.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
He did have a few cousins, but they died. He also had a wolf, but that died too.
On his quest now he found a Dreadwolf, and instantly made frinds with it. ((I may request a wolf upon joining))
How old is your character?
36, Born 2020
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
He has a scar on his left arm. He also has a misformed right pinky.
How does your character act?
He likes to be part of a group and can be very defensive on his own
Character's occupation:
Mechnic, good with making things like veachles.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
A bachilors degree in engineering.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
Likes very heavy weapons, like hammers and axes
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Fears: Dying, any thing to do with death. Also has Acrophobia, Fear of high places.
Hates: Anything that hurts him. Especaly Slimes.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
<Mario_174> OH GOD OH MY GOD THIS HUTS SO FFREAKING BAD
<Mario_174>oh no, im loosing it, im gonna die.
<Mario_174>im screwed
<Mario_174>if i dont get to shelter soon im gonna die.
<Mario_174>AAARRG
<Mario_174>im dieing.
<Mario_174> oh...... *couhgs*....ugg.
<(Noob)> Im here to help you!
<Mario_174> Oh...thank you......
Anything else to add?
Nope, not really, other than some times he has an ego.
Provide an image of your character's skin:
This is the skin i plan on using.
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/1135594/evil-herobrine-killer/
No, just no...
You can "try" improving this intresting piece by adding MG and PG examples, expanding and improving your back story and RP example, and possibly reading the rules.
Hello everyone, we got some announcements to make.
- We have added a new rule, no mixing. Please review it on the main post.
- Metagaming will be cracked down on much more seriously and the punishment for doing it will be severe.
- Some cool event with the new super secret plugin I am not allowed to talk about will be coming up so make sure you are on the server in the next couple of days.
- The server will be updated to 1.5 soon, but do to most plugins not being up to date this might take a bit longer than we'd like.
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If you are going to speak about IC things in global you must have the permission of an admin or moderator.- We have added prefixes and colors next to staff's names.
Minecraft account name: PhoenixShade
Country of residence and time zone: USA, East Coast
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Acting with players within your own made up character to build, socialize, work together.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I have been looking for a RP server for quite some time. The fact that this is a post-apocalyptic server makes it even better.
Have you been banned before, if so why? Honestly, not that I can remember.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I agree. The lore gives more "definition" to the game play. I think it's a great idea.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: How you interact in games.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using outside knowledge for personal advantages. Using exploits for a gain in the game.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Ethan
Your character's story so far: As a boy he was raised by his father in Israel (he moved there from America). His father was his only family. His father was very skilled in combat, survival, and was very "street smart". As now a citizen of Israel he was drafted into the military due to the much needed soldiers. When his father was drafted Ethan had no one to take care of him (as he was only 15). He received a letter telling him that his father was KIA. In distress, anger, Ethan trained and trained. By the time he was 16 he joined the military. He killed many Palestinians. After being shot in the thigh he ran (somewhat) through the desert feeding on scorpions and surviving like his father taught him. When the Israelites became away of his situation he was running from not only Palestinians but Israelites as well. After running and escaping to Antarctica to get a job in the IntraCorp he became aware of the evil corruption of the corporation and left to America. He joined the riots attempting to stop IntraCorp at whatever cost. Without warning. Without a bit of consent. Everything changed. Before he knew it people where raiding, stealing, braking into stores. The world was in a global catastrophic disaster. It was like a blink of an eye. Everything was in ruins.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? None. He is a lone wolf.
How old is your character? 35
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Runs with a limp on the left leg. Very muscular and bulky.
How does your character act? Does not like large groups. Very hard to gain his trust.
Character's occupation: Ex- Military
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Reads and writes. Basic elementary - high school knowledge.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Combat, building.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Distrust robots in the past. Fears them. Hates them.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Military Officer: "I'm sorry, Ethan..."
Ethan: "Wha... What is it? Did something happen to my father!?"
Military Officer: "I'm sorry. Your father will be missed."
<Ethan breaks down in tears>
Ethan's thoughts to himself: "I can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. My father. My only family is... gone. I have nothing. Nothing to fight for, nothing to live for. I will have my revenge on those damn Palestinians!"
<Ethan At School>
<Popular kids whispering to each other > "He is so gross." Why can't he take a shower." "Does he have anymore clothes"
Later that day...
Little Girl: "Mommy, why is that boy sitting on the sidewalk?"
Mother: "Just ignore him honey. He probably spent all his money on drugs and alcohol."
Ethan: "Spare change?" "Please I need to eat."
A few years later...
Military Officer: "Welcome to the military, soldier."
Ethan: Sir! Thank you!... Sir!
<Ethan writing in his journal> "Today, I have seen many soldiers die. Many of which I have grown to like. They all just die. Anyone I trust. They die. Anyone who I grow to love. Dead." "I got shot today in the leg." "I'm not gonna lie it hurt like hell! I gotta get out of this hell hole. I will get a job at IntraCorp. They're always hiring."
Anything else to add? Looking forward to playing on this unique server!
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Minecraft Account Name: Rheo96
Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States and PST
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?
I would define role playing as immersing yourself into a completely different persona, and living his/her life out as if it were your own. I actually do not have any role playing experiences, I've played Minecraft for well over a year now, and decided to expand my horizon to a role playing server.
What is your reason for applying to this server?
I found this server the most appealing role playing server, as it is based in the future, unlike 95% of other role playing servers which are based in the past.
Have you been banned before, if so why?
Not to my knowledge, no I have not.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?
The rules are normal for any and all role playing server, and I actually found the lore quite exciting, despite a few typos here and there, I really found my intrest in this server whilst reading it.
Will you use this server's official texture pack?
Of couse, why wouldn't I?
Define Powergaming in your own words, example:
I believe (to what I've read) powergaming is giving your role playing character an extremely absurd action.
Ex: "Bob spat on a Xig's face and blew up the planet."
Define Metagaming in your own words, example:
Very new to this so, at least to what i've read, it is taking information OOC and using it IC, even if your character does not possess the information.
IC:
Character Name: Robin
Your character's story so far:
Robin was born in a town called Sperare in the year 2049. Whilst giving birth to Robin, his mother died, leaving only his father and the other survivors of Sperare to take care of him. The following years were the most dark and painful years for the survivors to come. On a run for supplies, a group of survivors of Sperare was caught off guard by a pack of Dreadwolves, and was forced to spend the night in the pharmacy. They were never seen again. With Sperare growing weak and losing faith, they turned to the only way out. Suicide. The town went into chaos, plunging into a deep depression. The strongest of survivors were left alone to fend for themselves, and Sperare was no more.
Robin and his father traveled for weeks, looking for another civilization that hadn't already crumbled. Hiding in fear every night, taking shelter in the most obscure places. His father had taught Robin how to climb trees swiftly and how to hide in the leaves, hiden from the eyes of Mutants and Raiders. He had taught him how to shoot a bow with both precision and accuracy. Robin and his father held an extremely close relationship, until the last night of April, 2060.
A group of survivors had awaken Robin's father as they passed under the spruce tree he and Robin were sleeping in. In one graceful movement, he made his way down, and attempted to speak with them. One word came out of his mouth and the next minute, a sword had come through his chest. It shimmered a bright red in the sun. The survivors searched Robin's father for any useful items, but had found nothing. They left him lying there, and continued on their journey. Hours later, Robin woke up. Expecting his father to be by his side, he searched for him, still lying down with his eyes closed. Confused, he opened his eyes and found his father no where to be seen. He looked down, and was petrified. The next few hours was spent crying softly into his sleeve.
Lost, and unaware of his next move, Robin searched for a town, desperate for communication with another survivor. To his amazement, he had found a town, but alas, it was abandoned. He searched through each house, being sure to pick up any valuables. He came across an old dresser containing what seemed to be a super-hero esque costume. Amused at his own demise, he smiled as he put on the costume, knowing that death would find him in a super-hero costume. He left the abandoned town, with no thought in his head other than survival.
The next year came around and Robin was thriving in the wilderness. He had lost count of how many Fuelbots he had taken down. However, one peculiar day as he headed down a gravel path in the countryside, he heard static. Confused and curious, he followed the sound into a run-down shack. Carefully, with his bow at the ready, he creeped into the shack, looking for the source of the sound. He sneaked into the living room, and spotted what was making the noise. It was a radio! He tried to find a station without any static, and was about to give up, when he heard a disturbance in the static. He listened closely while still fidgeting with the tune button, and was amazed when he heard what was on the other side of the radio. It was a call to all other survivors! The man behind the radio was requesting any survivor to come to the town of Pervivo. He repeated co-ordinates several times, and before Robin knew it, he had it memorized. He knew where to go, and the following months was spent on journeying to Pervivo.
Upon arrival to the town of Pervivo, he had collapsed due to extreme lack of sleep. The next few days were spent in a bed, until he regained enough strength to walk again. In the he following years, Robin spent his days training his archery and agility skills. He had become increasingly distant from Pervivo's inhabitants, unable to truly trust anyone. The year 2065 had come, and Robin was ready to leave Pervivo, disgusted by what the town had become of. Pervivo had been corrupted, sending groups of people out to find other survivors just to kill them for their supplies. Robin was appalled by the actions of the town and planned to leave the night of March, 23, 2065, leaving nothing except the radio he used to find Pervivo.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
His mother died while giving birth to him, and his father died to a group of savage survivors. Robin never truly trusted anyone else besides his father.
How old is your character?
Sixteen.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
He is donned in a Robin costume. He is skinny, due to the lack of food he has eaten over the years, but he is very agile. Long and bushy hair, but is kept back in the hood of his costume.
How does your character act?
He does not trust anyone. Robin is very solitary and hardly makes contact with anyone. In his later years, he has grown to be extremely hostile towards people and prefers to be on his own. People slow him, anyways.
Character's occupation?
Other than a few errands he ran in his years in Pervivo, he never really had a real job.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
Robin was never taught how to read or write, but he does speak Enlgish well enough for anyone to understand him.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
His father had taught him the ways of the archer. Robin is an extremely experienced archer, spending his years in Pervivo training. He is also very agile, and can escape from enemies with ease.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Robin hates anything that has to do with Pervivo. Anyone who comes from there is immediately targetted and eliminated.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
The wind blows the spruce trees, as Robin cries deeply into his sleeve. "Why...why must this happen..." He chokes on his tears as he looks at his father, sprawled on the ground like roadkill. "...Dad..." He goes back into in his sleeves, and sits there motionless for hours.
Finally looking up from his sleeve, his eyes a bloodshot red, he looks down at his dad, for the final time. Swallowing his tears and gathering whatever strength he had been able to muster up, he slowly made his way down the tree and spoke to his father for the last time. "I'll get through this Dad......For both of us."
He turned around and continued on his journey, carrying all the supplies that he and his father had found.
Anything else to add?
"Would you kindly?"
Character's skin:
It's the same skin that's in my avatar, I'm just too lazy to find the skin online.
Accepted. Someone likes Robin... Please be aware though that this is an apocalyptic server when you are playing.
You are missing something. Denied.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required)
Silas Captoriam
Your character's story so far:
Silas and his sister, mother and father lived on a suburban ranch, secluded from the majority of society in a extending barren plains only cut off by a thick forest a few miles from the plains, it was almost anything you could hope for, a good education, food shelter and a loving family, and to boot Silas’ family always seemed to hold a strong bond for each other, having a younger sister, a mother. One day, on the ranch the roaring of trucks could be heard in the distance, rifles being fired. His father Daniel told him, his sister and his mother to hide in the wine cellar, they were rushed in as quickly as possible. Daniel could be heard negotiating with the a few men upstairs, they wanted anything valuable, anything they could use to survive. Daniel desperately insisted that anything in his home would be to no avail, becoming more and more agitated Daniel lobbed his fist into the face of the first man, two others jumped to their feet. At this point, Daniel lost all ability of rational thinking. He fought and fought only to die at his knees in a pool of his own blood. The family concealed in the cellar were confused and conflicted, should they check upstairs? The heard Daniel moaning in pain. Mother was sure that he had died... She let out a yelp giving away the hiding spot. The group of cut-throats fired aimlessly at the ground trying to identify where the noise came from, screaming could be distinguished by a young girl. The bandits soon recognized an opening to a lower platform in the home, they fired at the barrels of wine, the spilling alcohol creating at least a 3 cm pool.
Silas’ was dumbstruck, he was restrained by his mother, who informed him and his sister that they needed to survive, that they were the salvation of the planet, and Silas was convinced. She told them that she was going to rush in and distract the bandits, to make an opening for Silas and his sister to escape. Silas shed one tear as he kissed his mother one last time on the cheek, she rushed in, disappearing into the darkness of the cellar. Silas embraced his sister, held her hand and rushed up the stairs, turning back. Seeing his mother laying there, near death. He thought he could have saved here, until one of the bandit leaders took out a match, grinned and dropped it near the temple of his mother, her under lip shook and was enflamed.
Silas and his sister failed to escape the home and were captured by the bandits, they were taken away to an underground dystopian society called Moy Peak, Since Silas was older and a boy, him and his sister had to be separated, but Silas refused and revolted. As a price they cut Silas’ throat which made him mute, as a lesson to always stay in line. During the constant labor of living in the dystopia for about 4 years, Silas learned the basics of hunting, cooking, fighting (mostly unarmed or with a rifle). Although he was always isolated in a psychological nutshell.
Eventually the bandit leader died, and that’s when everything fell out of place. Rebel groups have arisen in the midst of the chaos, un-targeted killing, and cannibalism. Silas and his sister joined the rebel group Religion and Life, Silas rose to power in that group, becoming one of the most powerful. The underground was catastrophic, he and his sister were told to evacuate, but were put into different groups, since Silas was a boy and older than his sister, Silas’ knew to not rebel this time, so they were brought above ground in separate groups and now seek the wastes in order to find each other.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
James Captoriam (Father), Catherine Captoriam (Mother) and a sister who may be wandering the wastes or may be dead.
How old is your character?
22
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Black hair, generally rough and sharp features, 6 FT tall. Frequently sleep deprived, which shows in the bags under his eyes. He wears a cloak, a mask with goggles and a hat.
How does your character act?
Silas is very quiet, due to him being mute. Although all the stress that comes from being mute can be expressed in battle for him, as he can become exceedingly violent. Communicates through facial expressions, most of the time. Once in a time of peril, Silas and a few other members of the underground had to survive off the flesh of dead underground citizens for multiple days straight. So Silas has grown to be slightly cannibalistic.
Character's occupation:
No occupation. But he worked as a farmer on his homeland. And was once a forced mercenary.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
He can read and write, he believes writing is a good way to pass the time.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
Not anything to special, he’s intimidating though, generally good at herbalism. Knows sign language and morse code and is mute. Good aim.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
He fears the loss of his sister and hates when people are dependent on him.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
His sister thrown over the shoulders of a muscular bandit, crying, Silas being dragged by merciless chains, overwhelmed with fear and anger. They were brought to the feet of a man named Simon. “It’s rare we get any women around here” said Simon, as he gave a demeaning look to Silas’ sister”. “Bring here to the other women, we could use more people down here”. Implying that she was going to be forcefully impregnated. Silas got to his feet, shedding tears of frustration, anger, lament and almost every other emotion. He charged at the bandit on the throne. A dagger protruded from the massive cloak of the bandit, cutting Silas in the throat. He was trying to gasp for air, choking up as he fell back to his knees, he grasped for his sister’s hand, as if it was his last time to live. Silas looked her in the eyes. She had a half disgusted face and melancholy. He tried to speak the words “I love you”, but the words wouldn’t come out. He tried to scream, no sound. Nothing worked, he glanced down at his chest, doused in blood. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he blacked out.
Anything else to add? Would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Accepted
Good backstory.
Jboi
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litesalt
No, but seriously....I'm lonely.
Country of residence and time zone: USA, North American Eastern Time Zone
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplaying is where a group of people come together, take role of a character that isn't them and act as if they were in there shoes.
What is your reason for applying to this server? The old server I played closed down andx someone suggested this one.
Have you been banned before, if so why? No, at least not from any roleplay servers
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Yes, yes.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Maybe, if my computer doesn't blow up trying to load it.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Whenyou use roleplay elements to make yourself pretty much invincible. Ex. Eslie dodges all of his attacks, and again.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: When you use OOC information while you are IC.
In Character
Character name: Eslie Corona
Your character's story so far:
Eslie was born in 2051, in a small shack in the middle of the wasteland. Her father, Samuel Corona, was slowly going insane, he wasn't good at staying in the same general area for an extended period of time, he literaly thought that he would die of boredom. Samuel was a scientist who spent most of his life in the house, and when he was 20, he decided to spiff up the place. He was 35 now and he was able to build in a basement where he would do experiments on various animals and mutated creatures of the wastes. Eslie's mother, Monica Corona, wore the pants in the family. She was the one who would go out to hunt down th xows and xigs. She was a born killer, and would do anything to survive. They also had a pet SP2, named J3R-E, this was a newly built robot so its fabric wasn't radiated.
Her mother taught Eslie everything she knew, how to fight, how to mine, how to survive, and how to care for herself. Her father tried to teach her about the creatures that roamed the wasteland, the robots, mutants, and other things of that nature. However, not much of this information went to Eslie, she had a very active imagination. Instead of wanting to go hunting with her mom, she rather play around with J3R-E, and she never wanted to dissect the xigs or cook dinner, she liked messing around with the fuelbots at night.
It was Eslie’s 14th birthday and her mother was sick of her not wanting to pitch in with the house work, or helping them find animals to cook, so Eslie was sent out to a nearby radiation pit to see if there are any washed up power cells that could be used in making weaponry for her. She was only able to find about 4 power cells, but they were soaked the acidic rain drops from an earlier acid rain storm, and they were beginning to melt through the gloves that her father gave her. When she returned to her house there were many malfunctioned fuelbots crowded around the house, and the front door was open. Eslie was too afraid to go near the house, and then in an instant, the droids began crashing and sparking up. She bolted towards the house, but couldn’t get inside because some robots blocked the way. She grabbed the bot and shoved it out of her way. She saw her parents, but before she could do get to them, each of the fuelbots blew up, one by one. Eslie was frozen from shock, and then she felt a pair of arms pushing her out, and hen a big explosion blew her away from the house. When she got back up, she saw nothing but rubble, dust, and the bodiless feet of the fuelbots around the house. Eslie went in to investigate and fell straight down when she entered the doorway, leading her into the basement. She found all sorts of stuff that her father made, armor, robots, and a special sword that had wrapping paper around it. There was a tag on it that read, ”Arm yourself, be safe. Love, your loving parents.” Now that there was nobody to watch over her, nowhere to live, her only goal in life, from this point on, was to survive.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? She has her mom and dad, Monica and Samuel Corona, and she has an SP2 droid named J3R-E (Pronounced Jerry).
How old is your character? 14
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? She usually wears a brown dress and skirt, a pink and white scarf, and a blue bow on the back of her head. She also had brownish shoes , all courtesy of J3R-E. She had pale, white skin, blone hair, and she had heterochromia, so she had dark-blue and blue colored eyes.
How does your character act? She is childish and has an active imagination, though she will do anything to survive. She isn't formally educated so she doen't know much, other than what her parents tried to teach her, but she is a skilled fighter and isn't afraid to fight. She likes to see the kindness in someones heart, even if they look like cold-blooded killers.
Character's occupation: She doesn't have any specified job, she just wishes to find suitable allies to help her.
Does your character have an education? Not formal, she was taught everything she knows from her parents, but even some of that infomation didn't get through to her.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: She is stronger than most, she can lift heavy materials out of the ground like pure and gears.
Does your character hate or fear anything? She hates fuelbots, and all of the other strange apocolyptic nightmares. She fears cats, robots, strangers, or deep water.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Eslie is pulling a minecart full of gears, pure, and coal out of an old abandoned mineshaft. "Oof, oof, this is heavy, I don't think I can take anymore of this." she said.She is making her way up when a fuelbot comes out of one of the many dark corridors. Eslie yells,"Ahh, no no no..."She sees it, and hears it coming from behind, she lets the cart go and it crashes into the droid. The droid explodes, leaving a giant hole in the floor and scattering her riches everywhere. "Finally, I need a break, hoo, oof." She sits down to take a break, but then she spots a lone raider at the end stealing the pure. "Hey, that's my stuff," she says, the raider starts running. "Oh no you don't!" She takes off towards the raider, but the raider is too fast. "Ah forget it, your not worth my time, it was just some gears, nothing big." She gathers the scattered coal and pure, and heads back up. After a while she reaches the top, feeling the warmth of the hot sun hitting her in her face.
Anything else to add?
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Pancham, Breloom, Mankey
I'm not a moderator, but I can see a couple things that you'll have to redo. Firstly, the roleplay takes place in 2065. You say that your character is born 4 decades following the roleplay. You should edit that part.
Hope to see you on soon!
Pancham, Breloom, Mankey