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 five, from radiation. Her eyes were affected, making her nearly blind. 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 was affected by the radiation, and passed away while she sat at his bed side. She was only thirteen at the time. Camille, heartbroken, was forced to leave the sight as the radiation was becoming far too much for anyone to survive in. She wandered the wastelands, scavenging for food and whatnot, anything that could inrease her chances of survival. When she was sixteen, she came across a young boy, an orphan, named Zack, and raised the child. He was taken from her a year later, by bandits. Camille currently wanders the lands, looking for the boy that she raised as her own son.
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.
Country of residence and time zone: United States, gmt - 5:00
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplaying, ultimately, is the practice of taking on the skin of a fictional character. The goal is to have an authentic experience as that character, and to do so you must mentally put yourself in their shoes, think how they think, and act how they act.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I am a huge fan of Fallout and roleplaying in general. This server looks like it has its together, as well.
Have you been banned before, if so why? Never. I have been playing Minecraft since Sept. of 2010 and not one ban.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I find the lore to be very well put. Particularly, it got me thinking about our actual future.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? I often use Last Days in singleplayer anyway.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: For example, not giving you opponent a chance in RP PVP. I could say "I stab you in the throat and you die instantly" would be a good example of powergaming.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is using information that your character wouldn't know to benefit yourself.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Malkus 'Mal' Tolan
Your character's story so far: Malkus was born in 2043 shortly after the Earth's magnetic field started to deteriorate. His father's father had been a middle-ranked Intracorp executive who had used his influence to give his surviving family a spot in a company shelter. The destruction of the moon changed everything. The relentless asteroid rain trapped Trevor Tolan and his pregnant wife Julie in the shelter, along with dozens of others.
Months passed. Julie Tolan died from blood loss shortly after giving birth to their son, whom Trevor named after the father that had saved their lives. Malkus. With desperation quickly rising in the overpopulated shelter as supplies dwindled, Trevor Tolan took his infant son into the wasteland as soon as the rain of moon debris was light enough to give them a fighting chance. For two decades they moved from ruined structure to cave, looking for supplies and a way to get out of the radiation every chance they could. Now in his twenties, Malkus left his cancer ridden patron for dead in a dilapidated shack, venturing off to find a life for himself in this crater ridden wasteland of a planet. His only hope; the tiny, battery powered radio in his knapsack.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Yes, mother dead, father presumed dead, unkown other relatives
How old is your character? 22.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Scrawny from malnutrition, seafoam green eyes he inherited from his grandfather, a patch of (supposedly) benign melanoma on his left shoulder.
How does your character act? He has a strong sense of self preservation and is very careful with whom he trusts. If someone is dragging him down he will leave them in the dust. He knows not the concept of 'race' and sees people of all ethnicities as the same. On occasion, when the memories are particularly painful, he will limp, favoring his left leg, the location of an old break. The limp is psychosomatic.
Character's occupation: scavenger
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can both read and write at about a third grade level.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He has a somewhat keen sense of perception, of noticing things, that comes from a life of scavenging.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He is scared witless by demons. Unbeknowst to him, this stems from a childhood fear of the dark of the shelter.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): (This takes place when Malkus is still scavenging with his father to eke out a living.)
Mal slowly stalked into the crumbling building, holding a primitive spear crafted from a stick and shard of rock. His father had seen it from a few miles away the previous evening, shortly before they packed into an unoccupied cave for the night. As they approached the ruined structure, they sighted remnants of a large sign. The only standing letters spelled out 'fabricat___s'. Trevor Tolan quickly deduced it was a building for the fabrication of metal. Perhaps valuable scrap still waited inside?
Following their standard procedure, the aging Trevor stood guard, hiding in waiting for any passerby, while the younger and much more spry Malkus went inside.
Mal walked in a low, slow crouch through isles of abandoned fabrication machinery, the rotting plank floor creaking under his steps. Looking up, he saw a large machine hanging from the ceiling on rusted chains, swinging slowly in the breeze. Still gazing upwards, fascinated by the old world device, he made a careless mistake and tripped on a protruding nail in the floor - scaring a mechanical bat from its roost, startling him into standing upright and dropping his spear. Stepping backward, he slipped over the spear, slamming into another hanging piece of antiquated machinery, which snap
broke a long-rusted link and promptly crashed through the rotting floor, talking Malkus with it. Wooden shards lanced through his back like so many hot knives as he fell into the depths of the basement, along with the immensely heavy machinery, which had caught on his left leg. He landed on his back, his breath wooshing out of him in a pained sigh as the splinters drove deeper. That pain was quickly driven out of his head as his leg broke with a loud SNAP along the femur. He screamed, twice, his parched voice raking the dusty basement air, then once again when he saw clean, white bone poking out of his pants leg. I have never seen anything so clean in my life, he thought, feebly, as his vision began to fill with darkness. Vaguely annoying, like the buzzing of a fly, he could hear his father shouting somewhere a floor above him.
Anything else to add? Would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin: I'll have to change it, most likely, but this is how it is currently:
Ban Appeal Minecraft username: Motuz Date and reason for being banned: Today, 1:42 AM Why do you deserve a second chance? Now I don´t really understand this - it WAS roleplaying. We were investigating the battlezone of Novelsk, and by the way, Markson and Yu were there with me, they´re not banned? To those iron door - I was stuck there, if I had some other choice to get there, I wouldn´t break it. Seriously, ask Alexandria and Yu Xin, we found some note there, it was all ONLY RP. Look, I won´t be apologising here twice, so if you want, keep me banned, if you understand what I did, unban me. Your choice.
I'll ask around and see if their story checks out.
Ban Appeal Minecraft username: Motuz Date and reason for being banned: Today, 1:42 AM Why do you deserve a second chance? Now I don´t really understand this - it WAS roleplaying. We were investigating the battlezone of Novelsk, and by the way, Markson and Yu were there with me, they´re not banned? To those iron door - I was stuck there, if I had some other choice to get there, I wouldn´t break it. Seriously, ask Alexandria and Yu Xin, we found some note there, it was all ONLY RP. Look, I won´t be apologising here twice, so if you want, keep me banned, if you understand what I did, unban me. Your choice.
After talking to Markson I heard that you guys RPly broke through the cobble there at the entrance with a drill that you had to come back with. That story checks out however the hallway inside The Facility that stated "Under Construction" was still broken and you went around it. Care to explain that?
What gets me is that you know you've just came off a ban and you break into these places anyway. Why not cover it back up? Why not take SCREENSHOTS to prove that you have indeed role played to the fullest extent to back up any story you have? All of this could have been completely avoided Motuz. I don't have a personal grudge against you I'm just doing my job. Unless you can provide screens to the Hallway situation the ban will stay.
I totally understand your job, and I must admit you are doing it well. Yeah, I care to explain that: First time, I was banned for "Non RPly breaking...", so second time (when I thought I´m not doing anything wrong, by the way), I was there with people, and roleplaying. In first Ban Appeal, you said that Novelsk is not abandoned. Then how the hell can people get there? There are no other ways, unless I try to dig there through dirt, and that´s not something I wanted to do. Who is then living there? If you would say it´s totally abandoned and nobody can´t go there, we wouldn´t. And how the hell can I provide images, when I didn´t make any? If I knew it´s bad, I wouldn´t even go there, not go there and take pictures, what am I, a turist?! The thing is, when you are doing something you think is OK, you are not thinking about how to solve the problems it can bring. And I really didn´t know that it will be bad. So, I can´t provide any images, ban is staying, what can I do...it was nice playing with ya, lads.
Well Novelsk is currently owned by Eyedeaus. And since you were breaking into somewhere "If it were me and I were in your situation" I would just take a screenshot of text saying of the RP you used to break in because it could possibly happen again. Like I said your cleared from the first part but the hallway I didn't see or hear of any RP used. I asked your friends they have no idea about it.
Just look at the screenshots like I said the entrance wasn't the problem. There was a wall stating "Under Construction" and Coal ore surrounding the hallway as decoration. Do you remember breaking that? I'll go back and check the logs.
Check right my previous post: "Yeah, to explain that cobble breach - sorry, I thought it was RP-closed, so I RP-went-there, if you got me." By cobble, I meant that wall, I just went around it.
Ahhh I see. And Kara hasn't logged in in forever I don't think.
Character name: (Last names aren't required): Eli_Davis
Your character's story so far: Eli was born in Detroit in 2018 under a poverty ridden household. Eli’s early life was difficult, but then again, whose wasn’t? The only salvation Eli was offered came in the form of his older brother, Joseph. Joseph became the father figure to Eli after their father was killed in gang violence that took control of the entire city. Amid the world chaos the Davis’s were forced to smuggle themselves into Canada. There their life was easier, not by much though. This was about the time when IntraCorp began their expansion. Years passed and the Davis’s were down another member, their mother. She had died amidst a riot in Ottawa, Ontario of a heart attack. Everyone who cared for him was gone, all he had was his brother and himself. Eli’s life was over.
A few years passed with no significant events happening to the two of them. Then one day, Eli met a girl named Emma. She was the most beautiful person Eli had ever seen. In fact, he met her after he saved her life by pushing her out of the way of a speeding drunken driver. The two quickly became close friends. Then, everything changed when The Winter came. Life became unbearable again, well, almost. Eli had someone to protect, someone he cared for. Emma began living with the brothers, holding her own by buying food and such. Emma began a life with Eli, even bearing his child. It wasn’t the most opportune time to have a child but they were happy as could be. It looks like life was really picking up for Eli. Life was good until the day that Emma died, she was killed in a riot that left Eli with one less eye. Crushed by her death, Eli was alone with their baby girl, Emily. He tried his best to take care of her. It was to no avail. Emily died of pneumonia at the age of 6. Now Eli was alone, truly. He left his brother and began searching for a place where he could not be reminded of the horrors that lay in Detroit.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Brother, Joseph Davis, Alive. Daughter, Carol Davis, Deceased.
How old is your character? 47 Years of Age
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Lost his eye in a Raider attack on his home.
How does your character act? Humble, not quick to start a fight. Religious.
Character's occupation: None as of yet. Trying to find his brother.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Yes, he learned at school, before the world fell.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Cautious. Well trained in combat, learned from his time out in the Plains.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Fears that his brother is dead.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
((Still hate this part))
E: Eli
Eli lays on the ground with a dead Emma laying in his arms amidst the riot
E: No no no no *He begins to cry
E: WHY WHY WHY!?!?
E: Emma please wake up! PLEASE! Eli holds her head on his lap
E: Please…Emma…please wake up…I beg you…please. Eli hears gunshots in the distance as he looks back
E: Please Emma, wake up…please, I need you. Emma plea- A bullet grazes Eli’s eye, he leaps back in pain
E: AH! My eye! He covers his eye as blood spurts out the wound as he screams in pain
E: AH, god why!? AH JESUS.
Anything else to add? Nope
Provide an image of your character's skin:
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Arthur Rhodes
Your character's story so far: Arthur was born in the midst of great violence, living in Montréal, Quebec the Rhodes family was considered the richest of the rich. At a young age Arthur’s father decided to teach him everything that he knew about medicine. Arthur’s father, a graduate of Harvard University, was one of the best physicians in Canada. At the age of 14 Arthur began his apprenticeship with his father, he began by fixing wounds inflicted on people during riots, this wasn’t Arthur’s favorite job but it shed a new light on life, a life of violence. Arthur realized that in this world was a mass of deranged men and women who see pleasure in other’s blood. This fact alone drove Arthur to do whatever he could to help people less fortunate that himself. Despite all of the mass riots happening all around the world the Rhodes family was kept under protection by none other than IntraCorp. This made Arthur seen IntraCorp in another way than the rest of the world saw them, his family survived because of their kindness, despite everything that they were responsible for he was grateful. Soon Arthur ended his apprenticeship and began working in an IntraCorp facility. He had good pay and was soon promoted to Head Physician of the facility after his father retired. Every surgery that he did was successful, he became too cocky with his abilities. Injury after injury Arthur repaired the broken soul who held it. Then, one fateful day, an IntraCorp General came in, Thomas Bates, he had two bullet wounds in his upper chest and was dying. Arthur thought this would be a routine surgery, he had done it before, but mid-surgery Arthur made a wrong cut, it proved fatal. After the body was taken away Arthur was left dazed, unable to grasp the fact that he let an IntraCorp General die by his mistake. He promptly left, not saying a word to anyone on his way out. He traveled far and wide looking for some place to call home, a place for redemption.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Mother, Father, Brother are all alive.
How old is your character? 37
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Nope. Just a normal guy.
How does your character act? Cocky with his medical abilities, but truly cares for the people he’s around. Sympathizes IntraCorp.
Character's occupation: Medical Doctor.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Yes, he learned from his father.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Little to no combat training. Has extensive
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears dying alone.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
((Yup, still hating it))
A: Arthur D: Doctor
D: Wasn’t your fault, Arthur.
A: To hell it wasn’t.
D: You messed up, it happens to the best of us.
A: Arthur begins crying A IntraCorp General is dead, because of me.
D: Don’t worry, it happ-
A: Do you realize how much of my life I owe them? How quickly I would have died without them? The least I could do is save one of them. It’s the least I could do for them…
D: Don’t be hard on yourself.
A: NO! It’s because of me that they don’t trust me anymore.
D: You hardly know that.
A: But do I really need to ask?
D: Arthur, come on.
A: Gets up and leaves
D: ARTHUR! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
A: I don’t know…
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
3/29/2013
Posts:
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Member Details
I just want to say that KingVater has been inactive (Me)and you should probably remove him of the whitelist. I just want to clear this with you all. Thanks
Out of Character
Minecraft account name: IntentionalSound
Country of residence and time zone: Washington,D.C.
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. I've played in some roleplaying servers, i think im pretty dang good at it.
What is your reason for applying to this server?:To make friends and to just have a fun time!
Have you been banned before, if so why?:Nope. I'm a good boy xD
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?: yes, and yes! i follow all rules
Will you use the server's official texture pack?: of Course! In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jasper
Your character's story so far: Basically, He's A Fun, Random, Outgoing boy that's 4'9" and has been abandoned by his family and he's been on the road ever since. he always carries his stuffed bear "fluffy" so that he could feel safe. he always wanted to have friends but no one ever wanted to be his friend.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?:Just His stuffed Animal Fluffy!
How old is your character?: 17 Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?: he has green eyes, He wears diffent colored clothing, he has on the green beanie hat and he has messy brown hair.
How does your character act?: Perky All The Time and he acts dumb from time to time xD
Character's occupation: He used to be a hunter but now he help animals breed.(He looves nature xD)
Does your character have an education? (Read or write): He Can Read, But his writing is kinda off.. but he draws superb!
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He Loves to make trees grow and he has great accuracy with bows
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):(a person shoots an Arrow and it punctures into jaspers shoulder) "BASTAAARD" -Takes cover and snaps the end of the bow that is punctured in his shoulder off- "This -Pant- Is The Worst Day Ever! -pant- " -grabs the front part of the arrow and tried to take it out slowly- "AGHHH" -Takes it out and throws it on the floor.- - takes some fabric off from my jacket it puts it on the wound-" Okay This will work!" -stays on floor and relaxes head on wall-
Anything else to add?: I Like Cake x3
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Image removed due to it's file extension: http://imgur.com/D1dauY8
Yeah, its possible so all you can do is try right?
Reason: Non rply breaking into Novelsk, breaking blocks Non Rply to gain entry to a location.
Denied. The rules have been updated, porkchops in my nostrils is no longer valid. Your MG is wrong.
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 five, from radiation. Her eyes were affected, making her nearly blind. 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 was affected by the radiation, and passed away while she sat at his bed side. She was only thirteen at the time. Camille, heartbroken, was forced to leave the sight as the radiation was becoming far too much for anyone to survive in. She wandered the wastelands, scavenging for food and whatnot, anything that could inrease her chances of survival. When she was sixteen, she came across a young boy, an orphan, named Zack, and raised the child. He was taken from her a year later, by bandits. Camille currently wanders the lands, looking for the boy that she raised as her own son.
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.
Provide an image of your character's skin: http://s799.beta.pho...html?sort=3&o=0
Accepted.
Minecraft account name: Lenxecan
Country of residence and time zone: United States, gmt - 5:00
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Roleplaying, ultimately, is the practice of taking on the skin of a fictional character. The goal is to have an authentic experience as that character, and to do so you must mentally put yourself in their shoes, think how they think, and act how they act.
What is your reason for applying to this server? I am a huge fan of Fallout and roleplaying in general. This server looks like it has its together, as well.
Have you been banned before, if so why? Never. I have been playing Minecraft since Sept. of 2010 and not one ban.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? I find the lore to be very well put. Particularly, it got me thinking about our actual future.
Will you use the server's official texture pack? I often use Last Days in singleplayer anyway.
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: For example, not giving you opponent a chance in RP PVP. I could say "I stab you in the throat and you die instantly" would be a good example of powergaming.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Metagaming is using information that your character wouldn't know to benefit yourself.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Malkus 'Mal' Tolan
Your character's story so far: Malkus was born in 2043 shortly after the Earth's magnetic field started to deteriorate. His father's father had been a middle-ranked Intracorp executive who had used his influence to give his surviving family a spot in a company shelter. The destruction of the moon changed everything. The relentless asteroid rain trapped Trevor Tolan and his pregnant wife Julie in the shelter, along with dozens of others.
Months passed. Julie Tolan died from blood loss shortly after giving birth to their son, whom Trevor named after the father that had saved their lives. Malkus.
With desperation quickly rising in the overpopulated shelter as supplies dwindled, Trevor Tolan took his infant son into the wasteland as soon as the rain of moon debris was light enough to give them a fighting chance.
For two decades they moved from ruined structure to cave, looking for supplies and a way to get out of the radiation every chance they could. Now in his twenties, Malkus left his cancer ridden patron for dead in a dilapidated shack, venturing off to find a life for himself in this crater ridden wasteland of a planet. His only hope; the tiny, battery powered radio in his knapsack.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Yes, mother dead, father presumed dead, unkown other relatives
How old is your character? 22.
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Scrawny from malnutrition, seafoam green eyes he inherited from his grandfather, a patch of (supposedly) benign melanoma on his left shoulder.
How does your character act? He has a strong sense of self preservation and is very careful with whom he trusts. If someone is dragging him down he will leave them in the dust. He knows not the concept of 'race' and sees people of all ethnicities as the same. On occasion, when the memories are particularly painful, he will limp, favoring his left leg, the location of an old break. The limp is psychosomatic.
Character's occupation: scavenger
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) He can both read and write at about a third grade level.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He has a somewhat keen sense of perception, of noticing things, that comes from a life of scavenging.
Does your character hate or fear anything? He is scared witless by demons. Unbeknowst to him, this stems from a childhood fear of the dark of the shelter.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): (This takes place when Malkus is still scavenging with his father to eke out a living.)
Mal slowly stalked into the crumbling building, holding a primitive spear crafted from a stick and shard of rock. His father had seen it from a few miles away the previous evening, shortly before they packed into an unoccupied cave for the night. As they approached the ruined structure, they sighted remnants of a large sign. The only standing letters spelled out 'fabricat___s'. Trevor Tolan quickly deduced it was a building for the fabrication of metal. Perhaps valuable scrap still waited inside?
Following their standard procedure, the aging Trevor stood guard, hiding in waiting for any passerby, while the younger and much more spry Malkus went inside.
Mal walked in a low, slow crouch through isles of abandoned fabrication machinery, the rotting plank floor creaking under his steps. Looking up, he saw a large machine hanging from the ceiling on rusted chains, swinging slowly in the breeze. Still gazing upwards, fascinated by the old world device, he made a careless mistake and tripped on a protruding nail in the floor - scaring a mechanical bat from its roost, startling him into standing upright and dropping his spear. Stepping backward, he slipped over the spear, slamming into another hanging piece of antiquated machinery, which
snap
broke a long-rusted link and promptly crashed through the rotting floor, talking Malkus with it. Wooden shards lanced through his back like so many hot knives as he fell into the depths of the basement, along with the immensely heavy machinery, which had caught on his left leg. He landed on his back, his breath wooshing out of him in a pained sigh as the splinters drove deeper. That pain was quickly driven out of his head as his leg broke with a loud SNAP along the femur. He screamed, twice, his parched voice raking the dusty basement air, then once again when he saw clean, white bone poking out of his pants leg. I have never seen anything so clean in my life, he thought, feebly, as his vision began to fill with darkness. Vaguely annoying, like the buzzing of a fly, he could hear his father shouting somewhere a floor above him.
Anything else to add? Would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin: I'll have to change it, most likely, but this is how it is currently:
GENERATION 21: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
I'll ask around and see if their story checks out.
GENERATION 21: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
Admitted.You do need to change that skin. You're on the server but I expect the skin to become a bit more ruinesque.
GENERATION 21: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
After talking to Markson I heard that you guys RPly broke through the cobble there at the entrance with a drill that you had to come back with. That story checks out however the hallway inside The Facility that stated "Under Construction" was still broken and you went around it. Care to explain that?
What gets me is that you know you've just came off a ban and you break into these places anyway. Why not cover it back up? Why not take SCREENSHOTS to prove that you have indeed role played to the fullest extent to back up any story you have? All of this could have been completely avoided Motuz. I don't have a personal grudge against you I'm just doing my job. Unless you can provide screens to the Hallway situation the ban will stay.
Well Novelsk is currently owned by Eyedeaus. And since you were breaking into somewhere "If it were me and I were in your situation" I would just take a screenshot of text saying of the RP you used to break in because it could possibly happen again. Like I said your cleared from the first part but the hallway I didn't see or hear of any RP used. I asked your friends they have no idea about it.
Ahhh I see. And Kara hasn't logged in in forever I don't think.
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required): Eli_Davis
Your character's story so far: Eli was born in Detroit in 2018 under a poverty ridden household. Eli’s early life was difficult, but then again, whose wasn’t? The only salvation Eli was offered came in the form of his older brother, Joseph. Joseph became the father figure to Eli after their father was killed in gang violence that took control of the entire city. Amid the world chaos the Davis’s were forced to smuggle themselves into Canada. There their life was easier, not by much though. This was about the time when IntraCorp began their expansion. Years passed and the Davis’s were down another member, their mother. She had died amidst a riot in Ottawa, Ontario of a heart attack. Everyone who cared for him was gone, all he had was his brother and himself. Eli’s life was over.
A few years passed with no significant events happening to the two of them. Then one day, Eli met a girl named Emma. She was the most beautiful person Eli had ever seen. In fact, he met her after he saved her life by pushing her out of the way of a speeding drunken driver. The two quickly became close friends. Then, everything changed when The Winter came. Life became unbearable again, well, almost. Eli had someone to protect, someone he cared for. Emma began living with the brothers, holding her own by buying food and such. Emma began a life with Eli, even bearing his child. It wasn’t the most opportune time to have a child but they were happy as could be. It looks like life was really picking up for Eli. Life was good until the day that Emma died, she was killed in a riot that left Eli with one less eye. Crushed by her death, Eli was alone with their baby girl, Emily. He tried his best to take care of her. It was to no avail. Emily died of pneumonia at the age of 6. Now Eli was alone, truly. He left his brother and began searching for a place where he could not be reminded of the horrors that lay in Detroit.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Brother, Joseph Davis, Alive. Daughter, Carol Davis, Deceased.
How old is your character? 47 Years of Age
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Lost his eye in a Raider attack on his home.
How does your character act? Humble, not quick to start a fight. Religious.
Character's occupation: None as of yet. Trying to find his brother.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Yes, he learned at school, before the world fell.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Cautious. Well trained in combat, learned from his time out in the Plains.
Does your character hate or fear anything? Fears that his brother is dead.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
((Still hate this part))
E: Eli
Eli lays on the ground with a dead Emma laying in his arms amidst the riot
E: No no no no *He begins to cry
E: WHY WHY WHY!?!?
E: Emma please wake up! PLEASE!
Eli holds her head on his lap
E: Please…Emma…please wake up…I beg you…please.
Eli hears gunshots in the distance as he looks back
E: Please Emma, wake up…please, I need you. Emma plea-
A bullet grazes Eli’s eye, he leaps back in pain
E: AH! My eye!
He covers his eye as blood spurts out the wound as he screams in pain
E: AH, god why!? AH JESUS.
Anything else to add? Nope
Provide an image of your character's skin:
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Arthur Rhodes
Your character's story so far: Arthur was born in the midst of great violence, living in Montréal, Quebec the Rhodes family was considered the richest of the rich. At a young age Arthur’s father decided to teach him everything that he knew about medicine. Arthur’s father, a graduate of Harvard University, was one of the best physicians in Canada. At the age of 14 Arthur began his apprenticeship with his father, he began by fixing wounds inflicted on people during riots, this wasn’t Arthur’s favorite job but it shed a new light on life, a life of violence. Arthur realized that in this world was a mass of deranged men and women who see pleasure in other’s blood. This fact alone drove Arthur to do whatever he could to help people less fortunate that himself. Despite all of the mass riots happening all around the world the Rhodes family was kept under protection by none other than IntraCorp. This made Arthur seen IntraCorp in another way than the rest of the world saw them, his family survived because of their kindness, despite everything that they were responsible for he was grateful. Soon Arthur ended his apprenticeship and began working in an IntraCorp facility. He had good pay and was soon promoted to Head Physician of the facility after his father retired. Every surgery that he did was successful, he became too cocky with his abilities. Injury after injury Arthur repaired the broken soul who held it. Then, one fateful day, an IntraCorp General came in, Thomas Bates, he had two bullet wounds in his upper chest and was dying. Arthur thought this would be a routine surgery, he had done it before, but mid-surgery Arthur made a wrong cut, it proved fatal. After the body was taken away Arthur was left dazed, unable to grasp the fact that he let an IntraCorp General die by his mistake. He promptly left, not saying a word to anyone on his way out. He traveled far and wide looking for some place to call home, a place for redemption.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? Mother, Father, Brother are all alive.
How old is your character? 37
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Nope. Just a normal guy.
How does your character act? Cocky with his medical abilities, but truly cares for the people he’s around. Sympathizes IntraCorp.
Character's occupation: Medical Doctor.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write) Yes, he learned from his father.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: Little to no combat training. Has extensive
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears dying alone.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
((Yup, still hating it))
A: Arthur D: Doctor
D: Wasn’t your fault, Arthur.
A: To hell it wasn’t.
D: You messed up, it happens to the best of us.
A: Arthur begins crying A IntraCorp General is dead, because of me.
D: Don’t worry, it happ-
A: Do you realize how much of my life I owe them? How quickly I would have died without them? The least I could do is save one of them. It’s the least I could do for them…
D: Don’t be hard on yourself.
A: NO! It’s because of me that they don’t trust me anymore.
D: You hardly know that.
A: But do I really need to ask?
D: Arthur, come on.
A: Gets up and leaves
D: ARTHUR! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
A: I don’t know…
Anything else to add? Nope
Accepted.
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Out of Character
Minecraft account name: IntentionalSound
Country of residence and time zone: Washington,D.C.
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences?: is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. I've played in some roleplaying servers, i think im pretty dang good at it.
What is your reason for applying to this server?:To make friends and to just have a fun time!
Have you been banned before, if so why?:Nope. I'm a good boy xD
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore?: yes, and yes! i follow all rules
Will you use the server's official texture pack?: of Course!
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Jasper
Your character's story so far: Basically, He's A Fun, Random, Outgoing boy that's 4'9" and has been abandoned by his family and he's been on the road ever since. he always carries his stuffed bear "fluffy" so that he could feel safe. he always wanted to have friends but no one ever wanted to be his friend.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?:Just His stuffed Animal Fluffy!
How old is your character?: 17
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?: he has green eyes, He wears diffent colored clothing, he has on the green beanie hat and he has messy brown hair.
How does your character act?: Perky All The Time
Character's occupation: He used to be a hunter but now he help animals breed.(He looves nature xD)
Does your character have an education? (Read or write): He Can Read, But his writing is kinda off.. but he draws superb!
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He Loves to make trees grow and he has great accuracy with bows
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):(a person shoots an Arrow and it punctures into jaspers shoulder) "BASTAAARD" -Takes cover and snaps the end of the bow that is punctured in his shoulder off- "This -Pant- Is The Worst Day Ever! -pant- " -grabs the front part of the arrow and tried to take it out slowly- "AGHHH" -Takes it out and throws it on the floor.- - takes some fabric off from my jacket it puts it on the wound-" Okay This will work!" -stays on floor and relaxes head on wall-
Anything else to add?: I Like Cake x3
Provide an image of your character's skin:
Image removed due to it's file extension: http://imgur.com/D1dauY8