OOC
IGN:darthdang
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:Alot of Rp servers
Why Us:This looks like you guys are experienced and skyrim is an interesting idea
Time You Can Dedicate:Once a day usually
ICName:Alex Petrov
Gender:Male
Age:28
Appearance:stong, *appears* fearless
Fears:His past may come back to haunt him
Personality:kind hearted, nice, intuitive
Occupation:Battle Mage/medic
Skills:Making potions, stronger weapons,
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*me* Who do I need to heal sir? *Knight* Me and my pal here are injured, we need some potions to return our health. *me* As you wish, I have some strength potions and some healing potions, would like like them? *Knight 2* Sure thing mate, how much?
*me* Normally 20 gold, but for you 15 for both. *Knight* Thank ya mate, here you go *hands 15 gold*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Alex was the village mage at the young age of 11. He read till his eyes ached, his glasses of filled and many satisfied customers. Then one day they came. Alex's village was not known at all except the inhabitants, and that was not many at all. At first it was just a group of scouts, but Alex thought they were just another travelling group of nomads. Then the full army came. They sieged the town, burned the buildings, spared no one. Alex escaped with a small group of rogues, knights, and himself. But that was not the end of it. His gorup were found yet again and he could have saved them, but he ran instead. No where he could go, he must start anew. He left to start in a new town somewhere hoping no one would find out
OOC
IGN:darthdang
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:Alot of Rp servers
Why Us:This looks like you guys are experienced and skyrim is an interesting idea
Time You Can Dedicate:Once a day usually
ICName:Alex Petrov
Gender:Male
Age:28
Appearance:stong, *appears* fearless
Fears:His past may come back to haunt him
Personality:kind hearted, nice, intuitive
Occupation:Battle Mage/medic
Skills:Making potions
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*me* Who do I need to heal sir? *Knight* Me and my pal here are injured, we need some potions to return our health. *me* As you wish, I have some strength potions and some healing potions, would like like them? *Knight 2* Sure thing mate, how much?
*me* Normally 20 gold, but for you 15 for both. *Knight* Thank ya mate, here you go *hands 15 gold*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Forgot the backstory, assuming I can whitelist, DENIED!
ign: alecant
age: 13
RP Exp: some, but i want more.
Why us: because the server looks awesome
Time you'll dedicate: Maybe a lot on weekends, if i don't have homework.
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I can help with any servers or mods, installing and running. I can also help with plugins like permissions. With all of this, i am awesome with pistons and redstone. If you need help, you can ask me by PM please!
If Facebook, Myspace, and Twitter were all destroyed, 90% of teens would go insane. If you're one of the 10% that would be laughing at them, copy this into your signature and hope it happens. if i helped press the + :D!
IGN: Chisel_pick
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I've been playing multiplayer RPG's and RP's since 1.1
Why Us: Just wanted to try something like skyrim since i love it so much
Time You Can Dedicate: Almost everyday if not im playing skyrim :tongue.gif:
IC
Name: Sarith
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: Likes to wear hoods along with heavy armor. He has dark hair and a brownish beard.His hair is long and he is about 6'3 and fairly on the heavy side.
Fears: Ghasts,Ghosts,Shades
Personality: Interested in magic,One-handed,Heavy armor and Smithing.He likes to adventure Caves,Mines and other things.He doesent speak much but when people talk to him he doesent say much. Think of him as a shady character.Intellegent,Shy,Caring (for some),Kind hearted
Occupation: Smither/Miner
Skills: Destruction,One-handed,Heavy armor,Smithing (In mc in a really good builder too.)
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Sarith, we have company" said Arein (Ar-een) "Aye,take the highroad Arein i'll handle them" Sarith said. Arein left the mine with his goods jingling in his pack.The first bandit attacked Sarith but with a swift movement doged it gracefully. He swiped back at the bandit. One down three to go. Then suddenly he took a blow from a mace from behind. Sarith lay on the ground when his arch nemisis Deigr (Dee-agr) stepped on his head. "Well well well what do we have here" said Deigr. "Nice to see you again Deigr" Sarith said with a small grin on his face. "I have not forgotten what you have done to my face." said Deigr "I shall countinue to do the same to you". Deigr pulled Sarith up and pulled his dagger and drew a thick line across his face. Blood trickled from Sarith's face. "ah!" screamed Sarith. Arein heard sarith's voice and thought he was in trouble he immediatly stopped counting his iron ingots and ran back into the cave. -to be continued-
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Sarith grew up in a small town south of Riften. he was born alone, his parents...well his parents were not the ordinary type. his father was a nord who was killed in a mine shaft explosion and his mother a wood elf died giving birth.But the gods were on his side because a traveling caravan picked him up and raised him as there own. They taught him how to fight like a warrior how to wear a mans armor and most of all taught him how to smith. sarith does not own a house or a forge. after he left the caravan he went to explore the world as he was destined too. He soon found the town of Whiterun and is now the smithers apprentice and making a living on his own. After the smither was murdered from the Dark Brotherhood he fleed in fear that he was his next target. Sarith now looks upon retaliating to the Darkbrother Hood. He looks for blood, not revenge. Sarith moved to Riften and is living with a former friend he saved in a mineshaft.
i know this isnt the best but its the best i could do hope you like it!
Id like in on ths I have no life and have 98 hours on skyrim, Haha, Age is 17, I do have a mic just failing at how it should work. I would love to be on this server even though new to the forums been playing minecraft for 6 months, And a, very experinced in all assests of the game in and off the server drop me a message if you would accept me into this amazing idea for a server, G'day/night considering your circumstances
OOC
IGN:darthdang
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:Alot of Rp servers
Why Us:This looks like you guys are experienced and skyrim is an interesting idea
Time You Can Dedicate:Once a day usually
ICName:Alex Petrov
Gender:Male
Age:28
Appearance:stong, *appears* fearless
Fears:His past may come back to haunt him
Personality:kind hearted, nice, intuitive
Occupation:Battle Mage/medic
Skills:Making potions, stronger weapons,
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*me* Who do I need to heal sir? *Knight* Me and my pal here are injured, we need some potions to return our health. *me* As you wish, I have some strength potions and some healing potions, would like like them? *Knight 2* Sure thing mate, how much?
*me* Normally 20 gold, but for you 15 for both. *Knight* Thank ya mate, here you go *hands 15 gold*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Alex was the village mage at the young age of 11. He read till his eyes ached, his glasses of filled and many satisfied customers. Then one day they came. Alex's village was not known at all except the inhabitants, and that was not many at all. At first it was just a group of scouts, but Alex thought they were just another travelling group of nomads. Then the full army came. They sieged the town, burned the buildings, spared no one. Alex escaped with a small group of rogues, knights, and himself. But that was not the end of it. His gorup were found yet again and he could have saved them, but he ran instead. No where he could go, he must start anew. He left to start in a new town somewhere hoping no one would find out
ign: alecant
age: 13
RP Exp: some, but i want more.
Why us: because the server looks awesome
Time you'll dedicate: Maybe a lot on weekends, if i don't have homework.
IGN: chisel_pick
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: i've been playing multiplayer RPG's and rp's since 1.1
Why Us: just wanted to try something like skyrim since i love it so much
Time You Can Dedicate: almost everyday if not im playing skyrim :tongue.gif:
IC
Name: sarith
Gender: male
Age: 27
Appearance: likes to wear hoods along with heavy armor. he has dark hair and a brownish beard.his hair is long and he is about 6'3 and fairly on the heavy side.
Fears: ghasts,ghosts,shades
Personality: interested in magic,one-handed,heavy armor and smithing.he likes to adventure caves,mines and other things.he doesent speak much but when people talk to him he doesent say much. think of him as a shady character.
Occupation: smither/miner
Skills: destruction,one-handed,heavy armor,smithing (in mc in a really good builder too.)
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "sarith, we have company" said arein (ar-een) "aye,take the highroad arein i'll handle them" sarith said. arein left the mine with his goods jingling in his pack.the first bandit attacked sarith but with a swift movement doged it gracefully. he swiped back at the bandit. one down three to go. then suddenly he took a blow from a mace from behind. sarith lay on the ground when his arch nemisis deigr (dee-agr) stepped on his head. "well well well what do we have here" said deigr. "nice to see you again deigr" sarith said with a small grin on his face. "i have not forgotten what you have done to my face." said deigr "i shall countinue to do the same to you". deigr pulled sarith up and pulled his dagger and drew a thick line across his face. blood trickled from sarith's face. "ah!" screamed sarith. arein heard sarith's voice and thought he was in trouble he immediatly stopped counting his iron ingots and ran back into the cave. -to be continued-
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): sarith grew up in a small town south of riften. he was born alone, his parents...well his parents were not the ordinary type. his father was a nord who was killed in a mine shaft explosion and his mother a wood elf died giving birth.but the gods were on his side because a traveling caravan picked him up and raised him as there own. they taught him how to fight like a warrior how to wear a mans armor and most of all taught him how to smith. sarith does not own a house or a forge. after he left the caravan he went to explore the world as he was destined too. he soon found the town of whiterun and is now the smithers apprentice and making a living on his own. after the smither was murdered from the dark brotherhood he fleed in fear that he was his next target. sarith now looks upon retaliating to the darkbrother hood. he looks for blood, not revenge. sarith moved to riften and is living with a former friend he saved in a mineshaft.
i know this isnt the best but its the best i could do hope you like it!
I might've accepted this, but the fact that nothing is capatized makes me mad. DENIED, make it better.
IGN: dark5fate
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: i have particpated in 4 MC rp and over ten other games and sites
Why Us:i have syrim i love it and minecraft this sound extremly cool
Time You Can Dedicate: an hour a day 3 for weekends
IC
Name: Jinchroku
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Apprentice robes and hood and you cant see the face
Fears:Death
Personality: Up right and loves to go
Occupation: Mage
Skills: Destuction magic conjuration magic enchanting speech illusion and restoration
Nickname (Optional): Jinx
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"This is so boring theres a dang dragon out there and were sitting here in the keep i wanna burn it to a crisp. haha!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):A young high elf who lived winterholm. Was abandoned infront of the collage and the inhabitants took him in and took care of him so he could grow up to be the best.A dragon attacked the collage and everybody was off looking for a staff exept for Jinchroku.Jinchroku put on his enchanted robes and grabbed his staff and went outside to stop the beast.He hit the dragon with all he had and incinrated the drgons left wing.
The dragon fell and hit the ground Jinchroku jumped on the dragon and started stabbing it with his sword of frost.His fellow mages arrived back when he just fineshed it off. The apprentices gasped as the dragon took his last dieing breath the trainers and head mage look at jinchroku's blood shed face in praise.They walked to him jinchroku slowly got up and said "Will this come off?" as he pointed to a blood spot on his robe.The mages chuckled softly and helped jinchroku in they had a feast in honor of Jinchroku and his victrory.
hope im accepted was a bit time consuming based off my actual charcter with some exaggerating OH NO I FORGOT TO CAPTALIZE fixed!
Id like in on ths I have no life and have 98 hours on skyrim, Haha, Age is 17, I do have a mic just failing at how it should work. I would love to be on this server even though new to the forums been playing minecraft for 6 months, And a, very experinced in all assests of the game in and off the server drop me a message if you would accept me into this amazing idea for a server, G'day/night considering your circumstances
If this is an app, well, its not in format so yeah.
IGN: dark5fate
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: i have particpated in 4 MC rp and over ten other games and sites
Why Us:i have syrim i love it and minecraft this sound extremly cool
Time You Can Dedicate: an hour a day 3 for weekends
IC
Name: jinchroku
Gender: male
Age: 22
Appearance: apprentice robes and hood and you cant see the face
Fears:death
Personality: up right and loves to go
Occupation: mage
Skills: destuction magic conjuration magic enchanting speech illusion and restoration
Nickname (Optional): jinx
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"this is so boring theres a dang dragon out there and were sitting here in the keep i wanna burn it to a crisp. haha!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):a young high elf who lived winterholm. was abandoned infront of the collage and the inhabitants took him in and took care of him so he could grow up to be the best.a dragon attacked the collage and everybody was off looking for a staff exept for jinchroku.jinchroku put on his enchanted robes and grabbed his staff and went outside to stop the beast.he hit the dragon with all he had and incinrated the drgons left wing.
the dragon fell and hit the ground jinchroku jumped on the dragon and started stabbing it with his sword of frost.his fellow mages arrived back when he just fineshed it off the apprentices gasped as the dragon took his last dieing breath the trainers and head mage look at jinchroku's blood shed face in praise.they walked to him jinchroku slowly got up and said "will this come off?" as he pointed to a blood spot on his robe.the mages chuckled softly and helped jinchroku in they had a feast in honor of jinchroku and his victrory.
hope im accepted was a bit time consuming based off my actual charcter with some exaggerating
Would i be accepted, if i came with an application that where acceptable?
And good luck with your new Skyrim themed server. you had a good idea, which is now unique! :smile.gif:
if you would allow me, i would definitely sign up for it, to check it out, might even help you build it up :smile.gif:
Also since your having a new server, i advice to remove your current banner :smile.gif:
I would say yes, but I am not in charge of the server, so my answer is to wait for colb. :smile.gif:
IGN: Fallen_Comrades
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Been on WNC and over 20 role play servers.
Why Us: This seems to be a great idea and can't wait to join.
Time You Can Dedicate: A couple of hours each day.
IC
Name: Raze Trenach (Raze's great great great great great grandfather)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Appearance: His face was badly burnt by a dragon that was passing over his village.
Fears: Dragons
Personality: A quiet, strong, paranoid man. Never trusts anyone.
Occupation: Mercenary(Also hire-able)/Healer
Skills: Stealth, Potions, Healing
Nickname (Optional): Raze
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Raze: "Go! I'll cover you!"
Client: "What about you?"
Raze: "I'll be fine! Go! Those bandits are going to kill you!"
Client: "But you won't stand a chance!"
*A arrow flies past just missing them by a inch*
Bandit Leader: "Go get them! They stole our treasure!"
*Raze runs up and slices a bandit and kicks him in chest*
*The bandit grunts in pain and shouts to the other bandits to attack him*
Bandit Leader: "Give up. Your never going to win!"
Raze: "Never! I will not give up without a fight!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Raze Trenach was born in a quiet village in the mountain side. His father was a knight and his mother was a healer. His parents taught Raze the basics of their job. Raze was a quick learner and soon picked up the skills. He decided to get a job with his mother. They were good partners and some days he practiced with his father. One day his father decided to go hunting in the foods for some fresh food. Raze came too to shoot some animals. After a few hours it became dark and they decided there where enough food. Raze walked back and realized that he didn't see father follow. He searched for nearly a hour until he gave up. Slowly he walked home calling his father's name every few minutes. The next day they organized a search party to find him but no luck. His mother cried for days and the father didn't return.
One time a terrifying noise thundered across the sky. The villagers ran out and saw a dragon appearing from the mountains. The dragon burnt the houses and shops. A couple of brave soldiers and archers tried to fight it but they got killed. Everyone evacuated the village. Raze got burnt when the dragon breathed fire when they were near a house. Raze face was so badly burnt that he nearly died and damage to his eyes and mouth. His mother died when a hot plank of wood hit her trapping her in a house. Raze tried to safe her but the smoke suffocated him. He has lost both his parents and now is trying to find a new safe village.
IGN: Fallen_Comrades
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Been on WNC and over 20 role play servers.
Why Us: This seems to be a great idea and can't wait to join.
Time You Can Dedicate: A couple of hours each day.
IC
Name: Raze Trenach (Raze's great great great great great grandfather)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Appearance: His face was badly burnt by a dragon that was passing over his village.
Fears: Dragons
Personality: A quiet, strong, paranoid man. Never trusts anyone.
Occupation: Mercenary(Also hire-able)/Healer
Skills: Stealth, Potions, Healing
Nickname (Optional): Raze
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Raze: "Go! I'll cover you!"
Client: "What about you?"
Raze: "I'll be fine! Go! Those bandits are going to kill you!"
Client: "But you won't stand a chance!"
*A arrow flies past just missing them by a inch*
Bandit Leader: "Go get them! They stole our treasure!"
*Raze runs up and slices a bandit and kicks him in chest*
*The bandit grunts in pain and shouts to the other bandits to attack him*
Bandit Leader: "Give up. Your never going to win!"
Raze: "Never! I will not give up without a fight!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Raze Trenach was born in a quiet village in the mountain side. His father was a knight and his mother was a healer. His parents taught Raze the basics of their job. Raze was a quick learner and soon picked up the skills. He decided to get a job with his mother. They were good partners and some days he practiced with his father. One day his father decided to go hunting in the foods for some fresh food. Raze came too to shoot some animals. After a few hours it became dark and they decided there where enough food. Raze walked back and realized that he didn't see father follow. He searched for nearly a hour until he gave up. Slowly he walked home calling his father's name every few minutes. The next day they organized a search party to find him but no luck. His mother cried for days and the father didn't return.
One time a terrifying noise thundered across the sky. The villagers ran out and saw a dragon appearing from the mountains. The dragon burnt the houses and shops. A couple of brave soldiers and archers tried to fight it but they got killed. Everyone evacuated the village. Raze got burnt when the dragon breathed fire when they were near a house. Raze face was so badly burnt that he nearly died and damage to his eyes and mouth. His mother died when a hot plank of wood hit her trapping her in a house. Raze tried to safe her but the smoke suffocated him. He has lost both his parents and now is trying to find a new safe village.
IGN: dark5fate
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: i have particpated in 4 MC rp and over ten other games and sites
Why Us:i have syrim i love it and minecraft this sound extremly cool
Time You Can Dedicate: an hour a day 3 for weekends
IC
Name: Jinchroku
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Apprentice robes and hood and you cant see the face
Fears:Death
Personality: Up right and loves to go
Occupation: Mage
Skills: Destuction magic conjuration magic enchanting speech illusion and restoration
Nickname (Optional): Jinx
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"This is so boring theres a dang dragon out there and were sitting here in the keep i wanna burn it to a crisp. haha!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):A young high elf who lived winterholm. Was abandoned infront of the collage and the inhabitants took him in and took care of him so he could grow up to be the best.A dragon attacked the collage and everybody was off looking for a staff exept for Jinchroku.Jinchroku put on his enchanted robes and grabbed his staff and went outside to stop the beast.He hit the dragon with all he had and incinrated the drgons left wing.
The dragon fell and hit the ground Jinchroku jumped on the dragon and started stabbing it with his sword of frost.His fellow mages arrived back when he just fineshed it off. The apprentices gasped as the dragon took his last dieing breath the trainers and head mage look at jinchroku's blood shed face in praise.They walked to him jinchroku slowly got up and said "Will this come off?" as he pointed to a blood spot on his robe.The mages chuckled softly and helped jinchroku in they had a feast in honor of Jinchroku and his victrory.
hope im accepted was a bit time consuming based off my actual charcter with some exaggerating OH NO I FORGOT TO CAPTALIZE fixed!
IGN:darthdang
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:Alot of Rp servers
Why Us:This looks like you guys are experienced and skyrim is an interesting idea
Time You Can Dedicate:Once a day usually
ICName:Alex Petrov
Gender:Male
Age:28
Appearance:stong, *appears* fearless
Fears:His past may come back to haunt him
Personality:kind hearted, nice, intuitive
Occupation:Battle Mage/medic
Skills:Making potions, stronger weapons,
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*me* Who do I need to heal sir? *Knight* Me and my pal here are injured, we need some potions to return our health. *me* As you wish, I have some strength potions and some healing potions, would like like them? *Knight 2* Sure thing mate, how much?
*me* Normally 20 gold, but for you 15 for both. *Knight* Thank ya mate, here you go *hands 15 gold*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Alex was the village mage at the young age of 11. He read till his eyes ached, his glasses of filled and many satisfied customers. Then one day they came. Alex's village was not known at all except the inhabitants, and that was not many at all. At first it was just a group of scouts, but Alex thought they were just another travelling group of nomads. Then the full army came. They sieged the town, burned the buildings, spared no one. Alex escaped with a small group of rogues, knights, and himself. But that was not the end of it. His gorup were found yet again and he could have saved them, but he ran instead. No where he could go, he must start anew. He left to start in a new town somewhere hoping no one would find out
Forgot the backstory, assuming I can whitelist, DENIED!
Ewww, now the topic feels dirty.
age: 13
RP Exp: some, but i want more.
Why us: because the server looks awesome
Time you'll dedicate: Maybe a lot on weekends, if i don't have homework.
If Facebook, Myspace, and Twitter were all destroyed, 90% of teens would go insane. If you're one of the 10% that would be laughing at them, copy this into your signature and hope it happens. if i helped press the + :D!
IGN: Chisel_pick
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I've been playing multiplayer RPG's and RP's since 1.1
Why Us: Just wanted to try something like skyrim since i love it so much
Time You Can Dedicate: Almost everyday if not im playing skyrim :tongue.gif:
IC
Name: Sarith
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: Likes to wear hoods along with heavy armor. He has dark hair and a brownish beard.His hair is long and he is about 6'3 and fairly on the heavy side.
Fears: Ghasts,Ghosts,Shades
Personality: Interested in magic,One-handed,Heavy armor and Smithing.He likes to adventure Caves,Mines and other things.He doesent speak much but when people talk to him he doesent say much. Think of him as a shady character.Intellegent,Shy,Caring (for some),Kind hearted
Occupation: Smither/Miner
Skills: Destruction,One-handed,Heavy armor,Smithing (In mc in a really good builder too.)
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Sarith, we have company" said Arein (Ar-een) "Aye,take the highroad Arein i'll handle them" Sarith said. Arein left the mine with his goods jingling in his pack.The first bandit attacked Sarith but with a swift movement doged it gracefully. He swiped back at the bandit. One down three to go. Then suddenly he took a blow from a mace from behind. Sarith lay on the ground when his arch nemisis Deigr (Dee-agr) stepped on his head. "Well well well what do we have here" said Deigr. "Nice to see you again Deigr" Sarith said with a small grin on his face. "I have not forgotten what you have done to my face." said Deigr "I shall countinue to do the same to you". Deigr pulled Sarith up and pulled his dagger and drew a thick line across his face. Blood trickled from Sarith's face. "ah!" screamed Sarith. Arein heard sarith's voice and thought he was in trouble he immediatly stopped counting his iron ingots and ran back into the cave. -to be continued-
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Sarith grew up in a small town south of Riften. he was born alone, his parents...well his parents were not the ordinary type. his father was a nord who was killed in a mine shaft explosion and his mother a wood elf died giving birth.But the gods were on his side because a traveling caravan picked him up and raised him as there own. They taught him how to fight like a warrior how to wear a mans armor and most of all taught him how to smith. sarith does not own a house or a forge. after he left the caravan he went to explore the world as he was destined too. He soon found the town of Whiterun and is now the smithers apprentice and making a living on his own. After the smither was murdered from the Dark Brotherhood he fleed in fear that he was his next target. Sarith now looks upon retaliating to the Darkbrother Hood. He looks for blood, not revenge. Sarith moved to Riften and is living with a former friend he saved in a mineshaft.
i know this isnt the best but its the best i could do hope you like it!
Background is just, it needs work mate. DENIED.
DENIED, feel free to add the IC stuff brah.
I might've accepted this, but the fact that nothing is capatized makes me mad. DENIED, make it better.
IGN: dark5fate
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: i have particpated in 4 MC rp and over ten other games and sites
Why Us:i have syrim i love it and minecraft this sound extremly cool
Time You Can Dedicate: an hour a day 3 for weekends
IC
Name: Jinchroku
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Apprentice robes and hood and you cant see the face
Fears:Death
Personality: Up right and loves to go
Occupation: Mage
Skills: Destuction magic conjuration magic enchanting speech illusion and restoration
Nickname (Optional): Jinx
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"This is so boring theres a dang dragon out there and were sitting here in the keep i wanna burn it to a crisp. haha!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):A young high elf who lived winterholm. Was abandoned infront of the collage and the inhabitants took him in and took care of him so he could grow up to be the best.A dragon attacked the collage and everybody was off looking for a staff exept for Jinchroku.Jinchroku put on his enchanted robes and grabbed his staff and went outside to stop the beast.He hit the dragon with all he had and incinrated the drgons left wing.
The dragon fell and hit the ground Jinchroku jumped on the dragon and started stabbing it with his sword of frost.His fellow mages arrived back when he just fineshed it off. The apprentices gasped as the dragon took his last dieing breath the trainers and head mage look at jinchroku's blood shed face in praise.They walked to him jinchroku slowly got up and said "Will this come off?" as he pointed to a blood spot on his robe.The mages chuckled softly and helped jinchroku in they had a feast in honor of Jinchroku and his victrory.
hope im accepted was a bit time consuming based off my actual charcter with some exaggerating OH NO I FORGOT TO CAPTALIZE fixed!
If this is an app, well, its not in format so yeah.
Same as chisel_pick, capitalize. DENIED.
I would say yes, but I am not in charge of the server, so my answer is to wait for colb. :smile.gif:
IGN: Fallen_Comrades
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Been on WNC and over 20 role play servers.
Why Us: This seems to be a great idea and can't wait to join.
Time You Can Dedicate: A couple of hours each day.
IC
Name: Raze Trenach (Raze's great great great great great grandfather)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Appearance: His face was badly burnt by a dragon that was passing over his village.
Fears: Dragons
Personality: A quiet, strong, paranoid man. Never trusts anyone.
Occupation: Mercenary(Also hire-able)/Healer
Skills: Stealth, Potions, Healing
Nickname (Optional): Raze
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Raze: "Go! I'll cover you!"
Client: "What about you?"
Raze: "I'll be fine! Go! Those bandits are going to kill you!"
Client: "But you won't stand a chance!"
*A arrow flies past just missing them by a inch*
Bandit Leader: "Go get them! They stole our treasure!"
*Raze runs up and slices a bandit and kicks him in chest*
*The bandit grunts in pain and shouts to the other bandits to attack him*
Bandit Leader: "Give up. Your never going to win!"
Raze: "Never! I will not give up without a fight!"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Raze Trenach was born in a quiet village in the mountain side. His father was a knight and his mother was a healer. His parents taught Raze the basics of their job. Raze was a quick learner and soon picked up the skills. He decided to get a job with his mother. They were good partners and some days he practiced with his father. One day his father decided to go hunting in the foods for some fresh food. Raze came too to shoot some animals. After a few hours it became dark and they decided there where enough food. Raze walked back and realized that he didn't see father follow. He searched for nearly a hour until he gave up. Slowly he walked home calling his father's name every few minutes. The next day they organized a search party to find him but no luck. His mother cried for days and the father didn't return.
One time a terrifying noise thundered across the sky. The villagers ran out and saw a dragon appearing from the mountains. The dragon burnt the houses and shops. A couple of brave soldiers and archers tried to fight it but they got killed. Everyone evacuated the village. Raze got burnt when the dragon breathed fire when they were near a house. Raze face was so badly burnt that he nearly died and damage to his eyes and mouth. His mother died when a hot plank of wood hit her trapping her in a house. Raze tried to safe her but the smoke suffocated him. He has lost both his parents and now is trying to find a new safe village.
You my friend, are ACCEPTED!
Fix the RP example..