Born it what was D.C, He lived in a decent neighborhood, much better in comparison to the other slums, although the area was still immensely tattered down, homes were barely held up by scrap metal and rotting wood. The shacks were secluded in a circle surrounded by massive mutant filled skyscrapers. But Sebastian was lucky enough to have any protection, even if his home was settled in a small groove of a cave. As Sebastian grew up he was always a generally depressed boy. He had a family, unlike the majority of kids in his neighborhood. He had a father named James and a mother named Amanda He was picked on, just like a regular kid would be, and his parents neglected him to deal with other matters involving food and shelter. At around age 16 he had to take care of James due to an unexplained sickness.
During that time period he learned a few rudimentary medical skills. Sebastian having to skip most of school nursing his sick father, didn’t get around to having a very well rounded education although he read a lot about mythology that was passed throughout his family, one particular story, a family heirloom, passed down from many generations, peaked his interest, something about an altar granting powers to an individual, giving them abilities, the powers were never specified but Sebastian knew that someone in his ancestry was granted those wished and that one day, he’d find this altar, and he’d finally gain power. At the age of 18, his father passed from an unidentified disease, only explained as a cancer, due to the lack of financial requirements for treatment, making his mother also fall into inexplicable depression. At this point Sebastian became an independent individual, going out past curfew to sneak food into his “home” for him and his mother, learning the ways of trade, negotiating and bargaining. Barely escaping the corrupt authorized officials. At about 20 his mother got re-married to a rich man named Landon, and not because of his money. She saw bravery, hope, and heart in him.
Sebastian admired Landon and Landon taught Sebastian lessons on how to defend himself and how to fight with swords and other weapons, mostly as a way to pass time, not for inflicting pain. Sebastian learned to cherish his homes, he learned the importance of what it meant and what it’s like to be secured, not having to worry . . . Sebastian began having terrible nightmares after moving out of his mothers house at around 20. His father was cradled in a ball gripping his own knees tightly, each grip becoming more fierce as Sebastian’s field of view closed in, it was recurring. Sebastian’s mom and step-father began having domestic issues, his mom was soon left by his step father, but Sebastian was a kind loving soul, there to comfort her. Sebastian’s mother committed suicide, with no note, it was sudden, most likely. From what was Sebastian’s depression, emitted fear, pain, lament, lust for power, anger and frustration. From that point forward Sebastian’s heart grew darker and more ominous. Taking his pain and suffering and unleashing it upon the world, being power hungry, he lusts to become a conquerer and to gain as much control as possible.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
James Vallious [Deceased] Amanda Vallious [Deceased]
Could have a best friend named Silas wandering around the wastes.
How old is your character?
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Brown hair, a stern looking face, somewhat aristocratic clothes.
How does your character act?
Mostly depressed and a little snarky. He knows his ways with words, and can say a lot while saying a little. He believes in a lot of things people would find outlandish and has the drive to follow through for what he wants. He may seem heartless and cruel but can be consoled easily in the comfort of a well knitted group of friends.
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
He can read and write relatively well, though he’s more of a strategic thinker.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
He learned a lot from his step father. Including the majority of mythology and folklore, the ability to fight with his fists and with close ranged weapons (not very well though). Living in the slums he knows a lot about lock picking and making things go his ways by using his words.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
Hates when people are dependent on him. Fears inferiority.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
“Mom?”, shouted Sebastian as he opened the rusted old scrap metal considered a door, cutting his hand on it. He walked into his mother’s home saying “I picked up the Gemma that you wanted!”. He walked to his mother’s room, expecting that she’d be laying in bed, as per usual. “Mom, you should really get out of bed more often!” He said as he chuckled, his feet soaking in the squishy and rotting wood. He reached the door of his mother’s room, “Hope you don’t mind me coming in, they didn’t have the best meat but I got what we could use fo-” He was cut off by a horribly disturbing sight. His mom was laying in her bed. A razor blade pinned into her wrist, committed suicide this way due to the lack of money to afford arms for a quick death. On the floor is what looked like a concoction of molded food, water and blood. Sebastian disregarded the abhorred smell, because it was his mom, no matter how sick she got, she always cared for him. Day in and day out. He cradled her torn body. Watching the shining hue of cerulean emitting from her almond eyes fade away to nothingness but silvery gray. Tears fell down his face as he cursed and screamed, blaming himself for it. He vowed from that day that he would find a way to gain immortality, for he wouldn’t accept to end up like his mother and father. He left only carrying a few books, a dull hammer and what was left of his dignity.
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: Broad term usually used to define any strategy, action or method used in a game which transcends a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game.
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.
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Provide an image of your character's skin:
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Minecraft account name:Jinandjuice
Country of residence and time zone:USA(EST)
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Rping is like reality shows, you want it to be real but you now it is staged. I have, I have played on A server named Renaissance it was a semi-RP server I was actually moderator back in the Day. What is your reason for applying to this server? I would like to join this server Firstly for the organization and time you and the devs and the Staff and just everybody that help and worked on the server has spent . Also because I fell like this server is going to be very fun and take up a lot of my time (Which Could be a good thing or a bad thing).
Have you been banned before, if so why? I have recently actually. i was playing on a PVP-Raiding server I was on and playing for a while I came across a house. So instinctively I raided little did I know that it was the moderator home. So I go to log on after few days I find that I was banned. So i go to message the moderator He tells me that my "Uncanny Luck of Finding diamonds and Dungeons has resulted in the unanimous decision to kick you off of our server." Later I come to find out by a member of the server that his home was raided before I got banned he says that was I real reason I got banned but, who knows.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? Of course I accept so "Would you kindly" accept me?
Will you use the server's official texture pack? If it helps with the overall experience but I am sorry I wont be using it for survival
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: I really do not know what power gaming but after some research it is basically just RPing but with a goal.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Like a strategy while playing a game.
Character name: (Last names aren't required) Dr. Jonathan Revores
Your character's story so far: I am an ex-executive IntraCorp. I was the top physicist in charge of the Fission Reactor but, the reason it was exploded was not my fault but all the blame was put on me by my arch nemesis, sadly he died of radiation years ago but I still live to clear my name and res-erect IntraCorp and bring it back to its former glory.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? All my family has been dead for ten years the last of my family wsa my son that lies on my person in the form of his ashes.
How old is your character? My character is 70
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? My person is very old but looks very young for his age some say it is because of his radiation exposier.
How does your character act? He acts some one upset but once you get into his heart you'll be there forever, so he might seem tough but has a soft side.
Character's occupation: Ex Executive or IntraCorp
Does your character have an education? Yes former student of what used to me Harvard University
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: None
Does your character hate or fear anything? He fears that he will die before clearing his name and would always be hated as the one who caused this Apocalypse and hates himself for not saving his son.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Ten years, 11 days before Jonathan's Birthday. Him and His son were walking to the next rest stop not to far away ,just 3.7 KM away from were they were, suddenly they spotted an abounded sign. The creeped into it as they walked in many Mechanical-bats came flying out not because of them but because of what was inside of the cave. Jonathan did not think anything of it but his son was quite spooked because he caught the Mech-bats eyes. Jonathan went in with out his son but his son could not let his father go alone. He goes in after him but sees Jonathan backing up, he goes to look around his should and looks straight into his eyes. Poof it teleports they look around and there is shows up behind Jonathan's son but Jonathan was not fast enough. Now and forever Jonathan will blame himself for not being good enough or fast enough.
Hello, there are a few things here:
1. Both of your definitions are wrong, please look to the front page to get inspiration.
2. Please expand your backstory by adding things about his early life, his son, any important events in his life, or his time at IntraCorp.
3. Please add dialogue to your RP example, so far all I see is that Jonathan blamed himself for his son's death.
Also, it is EXTREMELY recommended that you use the texture pack at all times.