Anybody who wants the server up for everyone like this post!!!
i see what you did there but i liked it cause i want the server to come up sooooooo badly
Is there a new ip cause it says its still down ( but i probably get it, the "cool" people are the ones that know the new ip, so that means like admins and stuff probably :sad.gif:)
IGN: moore12
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.:I played on alot of servers and games, I even have skyrim!
Why Us: Because I can, and also I want to try out your server, if its fun I will probably stay.
Time You Can Dedicate: Most of the week ends, few hours during the week due to school.
IC
Name: BujuMaan
Race: Khajiit
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Brown fur, few scars, wears light armor, fairly muscular, happy face, no beard
Fears: massive creatures, werewolfs, ghosts
Personality: Happy, fun, cool, serious, forgetful, odd.
Occupation: Treasure hunting, bounty hunting, and exploring.
Skills: Bow/arrows, one handed swords, thievery, light armor, and sneaking.
Nickname (Optional): Bujo
RP Example (Add Dialogue): BujuMaan was walking across the plains when he saw a pair of saber cats, He said "I dont want to get in their way" But just after that happened a pair of wolfs sneaked up behind him, then attacked "GAHH" He yelled. The two saber cats noticed him and advanced. BujuMaan was a quick thinker so he pulled out both of his weapons and sliced up both the wolfs at the same time, but the saber cats were still coming. He killed one with his bow and arrows, but the other one was still coming, in a harsh battle he sliced and diced the harsh beast with his weapons. He skinned the cat of its hide to sell for later and continued his journey for his bounty.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Me, BujuMaan also known as Bujo? Well I was a great kid when I was young, always training to be an adventurer, always obeying my parents, and always playing it safe. One day, an adventurer came to my small village I asked him how his life was like, he said many amazing things, thinks that I hadn't even dreamed of, he even gave me a pretty suvoneir, a necklace. I never believed in such things as slaying vampires and witches, I never even believed in those because I was a young farmers child. One day I was out exploring around my town when a creature I have never seen but heard of before, a saber cat came, I said "HOLY MOTHER OF TALOS". The hungry beast ran quickly towards me, I was scared and my wooden sword couldn't even hurt a fly. Then only a few feet away it pounced at me, and at that moment my life would change completely. The saber cat was knocked down by a hammer, that was wielded by an adventurer, the man easily slain the beast within a few seconds with hits that would be fatal for me to take. The man went up to me and said, I suggest that you hide indoors. I had no clue why he said that until a creature of my worst fears, from the most amazing of stories my dad used to tell me came, a dragon. The guards of my town along with the adventurer beat the life out of it in the most amazing battle i have ever seen in my life. I was still standing outside flabbergasted at what happened the whole time. Something inside me changed that day, some of the stories I started to believe and From that day on I wanted to truly be an adventurer, I worked and trained twice as hard, and gained a bit of money from selling that necklace. By the time I grown up, I was an amazingly, incredibly, and awesomely, athletic and intelligent person. I defended my village as a guard, produced food as a farmer, gathered materials as a miner and logger. I had learned many tips and tricks from passing by adventurers and even saved my town from a couple raids, I also had a full deck of armor ready to use. Before I went off I told myself to help others and protect the land as my duty, and then I went, away from home, my friends, my family, and my cute little puppy. I traveled far and wide across my homeland skyrim, and as I got more experienced as an adventurer, I found out life wasn't as easy as is seems, i have had many near death situations and many troubles in my life, but its all just for fun. I am now an experienced professional explorer, bounty/treasure hunter, and also a hero in some parts, I always leave a good trail behind where ever I go, you know why? Because im BujuMaan, the good.
IGN: moore12
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.:I played on alot of servers and games, I even have skyrim!
Why Us: Because I can, and also I want to try out your server, if its fun I will probably stay.
Time You Can Dedicate: Most of the week ends, few hours during the week due to school.
IC
Name: BujuMaan
Race: Khajiit
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Brown fur, few scars, wears light armor, fairly muscular, happy face, no beard
Fears: massive creatures, werewolfs, ghosts
Personality: Happy, fun, cool, serious, forgetful, odd.
Occupation: Treasure hunting, bounty hunting, and exploring.
Skills: Bow/arrows, one handed swords, thievery, light armor, and sneaking.
Nickname (Optional): Bujo
RP Example (Add Dialogue): BujuMaan was walking across the plains when he saw a pair of saber cats, He said "I dont want to get in their way" But just after that happened a pair of wolfs sneaked up behind him, then attacked "GAHH" He yelled. The two saber cats noticed him and advanced. BujuMaan was a quick thinker so he pulled out both of his weapons and sliced up both the wolfs at the same time, but the saber cats were still coming. He killed one with his bow and arrows, but the other one was still coming, in a harsh battle he sliced and diced the harsh beast with his weapons. He skinned the cat of its hide to sell for later and continued his journey for his bounty.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Me, BujuMaan also known as Bujo? Well I was a great kid when I was young, always training to be an adventurer, always obeying my parents, and always playing it safe. One day, an adventurer came to my small village I asked him how his life was like, he said many amazing things, thinks that I hadn't even dreamed of, he even gave me a pretty suvoneir, a necklace. I never believed in such things as slaying vampires and witches, I never even believed in those because I was a young farmers child. One day I was out exploring around my town when a creature I have never seen but heard of before, a saber cat came, I said "HOLY MOTHER OF TALOS". The hungry beast ran quickly towards me, I was scared and my wooden sword couldn't even hurt a fly. Then only a few feet away it pounced at me, and at that moment my life would change completely. The saber cat was knocked down by a hammer, that was wielded by an adventurer, the man easily slain the beast within a few seconds with hits that would be fatal for me to take. The man went up to me and said, I suggest that you hide indoors. I had no clue why he said that until a creature of my worst fears, from the most amazing of stories my dad used to tell me came, a dragon. The guards of my town along with the adventurer beat the life out of it in the most amazing battle i have ever seen in my life. I was still standing outside flabbergasted at what happened the whole time. Something inside me changed that day, some of the stories I started to believe and From that day on I wanted to truly be an adventurer, I worked and trained twice as hard, and gained a bit of money from selling that necklace. By the time I grown up, I was an amazingly, incredibly, and awesomely, athletic and intelligent person. I defended my village as a guard, produced food as a farmer, gathered materials as a miner and logger. I had learned many tips and tricks from passing by adventurers and even saved my town from a couple raids, I also had a full deck of armor ready to use. Before I went off I told myself to help others and protect the land as my duty, and then I went, away from home, my friends, my family, and my cute little puppy. I traveled far and wide across my homeland skyrim, and as I got more experienced as an adventurer, I found out life wasn't as easy as is seems, i have had many near death situations and many troubles in my life, but its all just for fun. I am now an experienced professional explorer, bounty/treasure hunter, and also a hero in some parts, I always leave a good trail behind where ever I go, you know why? Because im BujuMaan, the good.
Basically it's the same thing as your parents dieing and you avenging them, and it's an assassin. Sorry, but no assassins. Denied.
Sorry about that. I tried not to make it too much like an assassin, but I guess I failed :tongue.gif: here is a revised version. I took out the part where he wants to avenge his brother, and I said that after his brother died he became a thief that steals from evil Jarls and Kings. Thanks for the quick reply.
IGN:gaara1125
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Quite a bit, from the Ps3 and PC
Why Us: Because I think it will be interesting to play skyrim inside the world of minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I have another server i go on too, so maybe 3 hours a day
IC
Name:Wikem
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:17
Appearance:A long, dark cloak covering light armor (I'll make a corresponding skin)
Fears:Guards, nothing much more then that.
Personality: Quiet, dark, stays to the shadows
Occupation: Steals from evil and greedy kings and Jarls
Skills: Stealthy, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with knives
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*Wikem jumps behind a pillar in the king's court. "Get me drink, you good for nothing maid. And get me some soup as well, if you can manage to not ruin that as well!" "Yes, my lord" The maid replies as she scurries out the door. "Bloody hell" the king says to himself, "Three more days, and my assassins will get rid of the court mage. Then I can have his gold. Just three more days..." *Wikem springs from the pillar to use the royal throne for cover, directly behind the king. The king hears footsteps from behind. The coward sprang up from his seat and looked behind to find nothing there. "Who is it!" The king says in an unsteady voice, "Who's there! You'll be strung up on the wall if I find you, I bloody swear!" Suddenly, as the king is turning around, he feels a cool blade pressed against his neck. "No...no, please! I'll do anything". "You should have thought about that before you came up with that scheme of killing the court mage" Came the cold voice of Wikem. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Said the king. Wikem gave him a cool laugh. "Oh, you petty insect. You have hurt so many people before, and you have no intention of stopping. You know what happens to people like you? They fail, one way or another. They lose it all, and they wish that they never hurt anyone". "P-pl-pleeeease!" begged the king, "I won't do it ever again! Please!" "Oh, I know you won't" Said Wikem, making a small incision in the king's throat. "Tell me where you keep your money. TELL ME!". "In..in the throne, a secret compartment" Whimpered the king, shoving his face in his hands. "Dont't hurt me!" Wikem reached under the throne, felt a small lever, and pulled. The seat of the throne flew open to reveal a large back of thousands of coins, neatly stacked. Wikem snatched them up and whispered "If you hurt anyone else, I swear to god you'll pay for it" Five minutes later, the maid came in, dropping her tray to find the king on the floor, whining like a baby. A note layed on his back that read, "Another fool got what he deserved" The maid cried as, two stories below, Wikem ran into the shadows, beginning the search for his next victim.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Wikem was born into a dark family of thievery, betrayal and murder. Everyone in the Gardoun family was entirely evil, except for two people: Wikem and his older brother, Claude. They were forced by their self-serving parents to murder innocent people for money. Wikem and Claude went on these terrible missions together, and after so long they couldn't take it anymore. When Claude was 14 and Wikem was only 12, Claude murdered their parents out of sheer hatred, and the siblings ran off together. Ever since they have been tracking down and murdering every member of the Gardoun family. Three years later, when the entire rest of the family was eliminated, the brothers moved on to stealing from other rich and evil people,as they did not want to kill anymore. One day, when they were on an especially important quest to rob a great evil lord, Claude was brutally stabbed by the lord's bodyguard. The target died, being betrayed and stabbed by the bodyguard, who ran off. The dying Claude turned his head to the dead lord and said "Another fool risen from the world." He then handed Wikem his cloak, and died. Ever since, Wikem wore his brother's cloak, and put Claude's last words on the scene of all his crimes. Will he find the bodyguard that killed his brother?.
I went over this a couple times, and I don't see why it would be rejected. Thanks for reading this! Oh, and Fus do rah. I forgot to put that on the last one :smile.gif:
Sorry about that. I tried not to make it too much like an assassin, but I guess I failed :tongue.gif: here is a revised version. I took out the part where he wants to avenge his brother, and I said that after his brother died he became a thief that steals from evil Jarls and Kings. Thanks for the quick reply.
IGN:gaara1125
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Quite a bit, from the Ps3 and PC
Why Us: Because I think it will be interesting to play skyrim inside the world of minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I have another server i go on too, so maybe 3 hours a day
IC
Name:Wikem
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:17
Appearance:A long, dark cloak covering light armor (I'll make a corresponding skin)
Fears:Guards, nothing much more then that.
Personality: Quiet, dark, stays to the shadows
Occupation: Steals from evil and greedy kings and Jarls
Skills: Stealthy, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with knives
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*Wikem jumps behind a pillar in the king's court. "Get me drink, you good for nothing maid. And get me some soup as well, if you can manage to not ruin that as well!" "Yes, my lord" The maid replies as she scurries out the door. "Bloody hell" the king says to himself, "Three more days, and my assassins will get rid of the court mage. Then I can have his gold. Just three more days..." *Wikem springs from the pillar to use the royal throne for cover, directly behind the king. The king hears footsteps from behind. The coward sprang up from his seat and looked behind to find nothing there. "Who is it!" The king says in an unsteady voice, "Who's there! You'll be strung up on the wall if I find you, I bloody swear!" Suddenly, as the king is turning around, he feels a cool blade pressed against his neck. "No...no, please! I'll do anything". "You should have thought about that before you came up with that scheme of killing the court mage" Came the cold voice of Wikem. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Said the king. Wikem gave him a cool laugh. "Oh, you petty insect. You have hurt so many people before, and you have no intention of stopping. You know what happens to people like you? They fail, one way or another. They lose it all, and they wish that they never hurt anyone". "P-pl-pleeeease!" begged the king, "I won't do it ever again! Please!" "Oh, I know you won't" Said Wikem, making a small incision in the king's throat. "Tell me where you keep your money. TELL ME!". "In..in the throne, a secret compartment" Whimpered the king, shoving his face in his hands. "Dont't hurt me!" Wikem reached under the throne, felt a small lever, and pulled. The seat of the throne flew open to reveal a large back of thousands of coins, neatly stacked. Wikem snatched them up and whispered "If you hurt anyone else, I swear to god you'll pay for it" Five minutes later, the maid came in, dropping her tray to find the king on the floor, whining like a baby. A note layed on his back that read, "Another fool got what he deserved" The maid cried as, two stories below, Wikem ran into the shadows, beginning the search for his next victim.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Wikem was born into a dark family of thievery, betrayal and murder. Everyone in the Gardoun family was entirely evil, except for two people: Wikem and his older brother, Claude. They were forced by their self-serving parents to murder innocent people for money. Wikem and Claude went on these terrible missions together, and after so long they couldn't take it anymore. When Claude was 14 and Wikem was only 12, Claude murdered their parents out of sheer hatred, and the siblings ran off together. Ever since they have been tracking down and murdering every member of the Gardoun family. Three years later, when the entire rest of the family was eliminated, the brothers moved on to stealing from other rich and evil people,as they did not want to kill anymore. One day, when they were on an especially important quest to rob a great evil lord, Claude was brutally stabbed by the lord's bodyguard. The target died, being betrayed and stabbed by the bodyguard, who ran off. The dying Claude turned his head to the dead lord and said "Another fool risen from the world." He then handed Wikem his cloak, and died. Ever since, Wikem wore his brother's cloak, and put Claude's last words on the scene of all his crimes. Will he find the bodyguard that killed his brother?.
I went over this a couple times, and I don't see why it would be rejected. Thanks for reading this! Oh, and Fus do rah. I forgot to put that on the last one :smile.gif:
Sorry about that. I tried not to make it too much like an assassin, but I guess I failed :tongue.gif: here is a revised version. I took out the part where he wants to avenge his brother, and I said that after his brother died he became a thief that steals from evil Jarls and Kings. Thanks for the quick reply.
IGN:gaara1125
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Quite a bit, from the Ps3 and PC
Why Us: Because I think it will be interesting to play skyrim inside the world of minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I have another server i go on too, so maybe 3 hours a day
IC
Name:Wikem
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:17
Appearance:A long, dark cloak covering light armor (I'll make a corresponding skin)
Fears:Guards, nothing much more then that.
Personality: Quiet, dark, stays to the shadows
Occupation: Steals from evil and greedy kings and Jarls
Skills: Stealthy, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with knives
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*Wikem jumps behind a pillar in the king's court. "Get me drink, you good for nothing maid. And get me some soup as well, if you can manage to not ruin that as well!" "Yes, my lord" The maid replies as she scurries out the door. "Bloody hell" the king says to himself, "Three more days, and my assassins will get rid of the court mage. Then I can have his gold. Just three more days..." *Wikem springs from the pillar to use the royal throne for cover, directly behind the king. The king hears footsteps from behind. The coward sprang up from his seat and looked behind to find nothing there. "Who is it!" The king says in an unsteady voice, "Who's there! You'll be strung up on the wall if I find you, I bloody swear!" Suddenly, as the king is turning around, he feels a cool blade pressed against his neck. "No...no, please! I'll do anything". "You should have thought about that before you came up with that scheme of killing the court mage" Came the cold voice of Wikem. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Said the king. Wikem gave him a cool laugh. "Oh, you petty insect. You have hurt so many people before, and you have no intention of stopping. You know what happens to people like you? They fail, one way or another. They lose it all, and they wish that they never hurt anyone". "P-pl-pleeeease!" begged the king, "I won't do it ever again! Please!" "Oh, I know you won't" Said Wikem, making a small incision in the king's throat. "Tell me where you keep your money. TELL ME!". "In..in the throne, a secret compartment" Whimpered the king, shoving his face in his hands. "Dont't hurt me!" Wikem reached under the throne, felt a small lever, and pulled. The seat of the throne flew open to reveal a large back of thousands of coins, neatly stacked. Wikem snatched them up and whispered "If you hurt anyone else, I swear to god you'll pay for it" Five minutes later, the maid came in, dropping her tray to find the king on the floor, whining like a baby. A note layed on his back that read, "Another fool got what he deserved" The maid cried as, two stories below, Wikem ran into the shadows, beginning the search for his next victim.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Wikem was born into a dark family of thievery, betrayal and murder. Everyone in the Gardoun family was entirely evil, except for two people: Wikem and his older brother, Claude. They were forced by their self-serving parents to murder innocent people for money. Wikem and Claude went on these terrible missions together, and after so long they couldn't take it anymore. When Claude was 14 and Wikem was only 12, Claude murdered their parents out of sheer hatred, and the siblings ran off together. Ever since they have been tracking down and murdering every member of the Gardoun family. Three years later, when the entire rest of the family was eliminated, the brothers moved on to stealing from other rich and evil people,as they did not want to kill anymore. One day, when they were on an especially important quest to rob a great evil lord, Claude was brutally stabbed by the lord's bodyguard. The target died, being betrayed and stabbed by the bodyguard, who ran off. The dying Claude turned his head to the dead lord and said "Another fool risen from the world." He then handed Wikem his cloak, and died. Ever since, Wikem wore his brother's cloak, and put Claude's last words on the scene of all his crimes. Will he find the bodyguard that killed his brother?.
I went over this a couple times, and I don't see why it would be rejected. Thanks for reading this! Oh, and Fus do rah. I forgot to put that on the last one :smile.gif:
You have to make it from beginning-----present, but I'll accept.
ACCEPTEDDENIED
lol. Accepted
Shut up. he said only cool people can go on.
<3
i see what you did there but i liked it cause i want the server to come up sooooooo badly
Is there a new ip cause it says its still down ( but i probably get it, the "cool" people are the ones that know the new ip, so that means like admins and stuff probably :sad.gif:)
Then why am I not on? :blink.gif:
IGN: moore12
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.:I played on alot of servers and games, I even have skyrim!
Why Us: Because I can, and also I want to try out your server, if its fun I will probably stay.
Time You Can Dedicate: Most of the week ends, few hours during the week due to school.
IC
Name: BujuMaan
Race: Khajiit
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: Brown fur, few scars, wears light armor, fairly muscular, happy face, no beard
Fears: massive creatures, werewolfs, ghosts
Personality: Happy, fun, cool, serious, forgetful, odd.
Occupation: Treasure hunting, bounty hunting, and exploring.
Skills: Bow/arrows, one handed swords, thievery, light armor, and sneaking.
Nickname (Optional): Bujo
RP Example (Add Dialogue): BujuMaan was walking across the plains when he saw a pair of saber cats, He said "I dont want to get in their way" But just after that happened a pair of wolfs sneaked up behind him, then attacked "GAHH" He yelled. The two saber cats noticed him and advanced. BujuMaan was a quick thinker so he pulled out both of his weapons and sliced up both the wolfs at the same time, but the saber cats were still coming. He killed one with his bow and arrows, but the other one was still coming, in a harsh battle he sliced and diced the harsh beast with his weapons. He skinned the cat of its hide to sell for later and continued his journey for his bounty.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Me, BujuMaan also known as Bujo? Well I was a great kid when I was young, always training to be an adventurer, always obeying my parents, and always playing it safe. One day, an adventurer came to my small village I asked him how his life was like, he said many amazing things, thinks that I hadn't even dreamed of, he even gave me a pretty suvoneir, a necklace. I never believed in such things as slaying vampires and witches, I never even believed in those because I was a young farmers child. One day I was out exploring around my town when a creature I have never seen but heard of before, a saber cat came, I said "HOLY MOTHER OF TALOS". The hungry beast ran quickly towards me, I was scared and my wooden sword couldn't even hurt a fly. Then only a few feet away it pounced at me, and at that moment my life would change completely. The saber cat was knocked down by a hammer, that was wielded by an adventurer, the man easily slain the beast within a few seconds with hits that would be fatal for me to take. The man went up to me and said, I suggest that you hide indoors. I had no clue why he said that until a creature of my worst fears, from the most amazing of stories my dad used to tell me came, a dragon. The guards of my town along with the adventurer beat the life out of it in the most amazing battle i have ever seen in my life. I was still standing outside flabbergasted at what happened the whole time. Something inside me changed that day, some of the stories I started to believe and From that day on I wanted to truly be an adventurer, I worked and trained twice as hard, and gained a bit of money from selling that necklace. By the time I grown up, I was an amazingly, incredibly, and awesomely, athletic and intelligent person. I defended my village as a guard, produced food as a farmer, gathered materials as a miner and logger. I had learned many tips and tricks from passing by adventurers and even saved my town from a couple raids, I also had a full deck of armor ready to use. Before I went off I told myself to help others and protect the land as my duty, and then I went, away from home, my friends, my family, and my cute little puppy. I traveled far and wide across my homeland skyrim, and as I got more experienced as an adventurer, I found out life wasn't as easy as is seems, i have had many near death situations and many troubles in my life, but its all just for fun. I am now an experienced professional explorer, bounty/treasure hunter, and also a hero in some parts, I always leave a good trail behind where ever I go, you know why? Because im BujuMaan, the good.
Fus.....RO DAH!!!"
Accepted
<3
Are the whitelisters allowed on?
Aww i was gonna check that one XD
Not cool enough. Sorry.
<3
Whitelister < Mod < Admin < Owner
Different IP.
YOU HAVE TO BE COOL. I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE ORDER OF POWER. RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE
<3
Sorry about that. I tried not to make it too much like an assassin, but I guess I failed :tongue.gif: here is a revised version. I took out the part where he wants to avenge his brother, and I said that after his brother died he became a thief that steals from evil Jarls and Kings. Thanks for the quick reply.
IGN:gaara1125
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Quite a bit, from the Ps3 and PC
Why Us: Because I think it will be interesting to play skyrim inside the world of minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I have another server i go on too, so maybe 3 hours a day
IC
Name:Wikem
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:17
Appearance:A long, dark cloak covering light armor (I'll make a corresponding skin)
Fears:Guards, nothing much more then that.
Personality: Quiet, dark, stays to the shadows
Occupation: Steals from evil and greedy kings and Jarls
Skills: Stealthy, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with knives
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*Wikem jumps behind a pillar in the king's court. "Get me drink, you good for nothing maid. And get me some soup as well, if you can manage to not ruin that as well!" "Yes, my lord" The maid replies as she scurries out the door. "Bloody hell" the king says to himself, "Three more days, and my assassins will get rid of the court mage. Then I can have his gold. Just three more days..." *Wikem springs from the pillar to use the royal throne for cover, directly behind the king. The king hears footsteps from behind. The coward sprang up from his seat and looked behind to find nothing there. "Who is it!" The king says in an unsteady voice, "Who's there! You'll be strung up on the wall if I find you, I bloody swear!" Suddenly, as the king is turning around, he feels a cool blade pressed against his neck. "No...no, please! I'll do anything". "You should have thought about that before you came up with that scheme of killing the court mage" Came the cold voice of Wikem. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Said the king. Wikem gave him a cool laugh. "Oh, you petty insect. You have hurt so many people before, and you have no intention of stopping. You know what happens to people like you? They fail, one way or another. They lose it all, and they wish that they never hurt anyone". "P-pl-pleeeease!" begged the king, "I won't do it ever again! Please!" "Oh, I know you won't" Said Wikem, making a small incision in the king's throat. "Tell me where you keep your money. TELL ME!". "In..in the throne, a secret compartment" Whimpered the king, shoving his face in his hands. "Dont't hurt me!" Wikem reached under the throne, felt a small lever, and pulled. The seat of the throne flew open to reveal a large back of thousands of coins, neatly stacked. Wikem snatched them up and whispered "If you hurt anyone else, I swear to god you'll pay for it" Five minutes later, the maid came in, dropping her tray to find the king on the floor, whining like a baby. A note layed on his back that read, "Another fool got what he deserved" The maid cried as, two stories below, Wikem ran into the shadows, beginning the search for his next victim.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Wikem was born into a dark family of thievery, betrayal and murder. Everyone in the Gardoun family was entirely evil, except for two people: Wikem and his older brother, Claude. They were forced by their self-serving parents to murder innocent people for money. Wikem and Claude went on these terrible missions together, and after so long they couldn't take it anymore. When Claude was 14 and Wikem was only 12, Claude murdered their parents out of sheer hatred, and the siblings ran off together. Ever since they have been tracking down and murdering every member of the Gardoun family. Three years later, when the entire rest of the family was eliminated, the brothers moved on to stealing from other rich and evil people,as they did not want to kill anymore. One day, when they were on an especially important quest to rob a great evil lord, Claude was brutally stabbed by the lord's bodyguard. The target died, being betrayed and stabbed by the bodyguard, who ran off. The dying Claude turned his head to the dead lord and said "Another fool risen from the world." He then handed Wikem his cloak, and died. Ever since, Wikem wore his brother's cloak, and put Claude's last words on the scene of all his crimes. Will he find the bodyguard that killed his brother?.
I went over this a couple times, and I don't see why it would be rejected. Thanks for reading this! Oh, and Fus do rah. I forgot to put that on the last one :smile.gif:
So No Whitelisters sadface?
So I'm guessing I'm not one of the "Coolest Cool Kids of the Cool Street in the Country of Coolness on the World of Cool"?
IGN:gaara1125
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Quite a bit, from the Ps3 and PC
Why Us: Because I think it will be interesting to play skyrim inside the world of minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I have another server i go on too, so maybe 3 hours a day
IC
Name:Wikem
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:17
Appearance:A long, dark cloak covering light armor (I'll make a corresponding skin)
Fears:Guards, nothing much more then that.
Personality: Quiet, dark, stays to the shadows
Occupation: Steals from evil and greedy kings and Jarls
Skills: Stealthy, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with knives
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):*Wikem jumps behind a pillar in the king's court. "Get me drink, you good for nothing maid. And get me some soup as well, if you can manage to not ruin that as well!" "Yes, my lord" The maid replies as she scurries out the door. "Bloody hell" the king says to himself, "Three more days, and my assassins will get rid of the court mage. Then I can have his gold. Just three more days..." *Wikem springs from the pillar to use the royal throne for cover, directly behind the king. The king hears footsteps from behind. The coward sprang up from his seat and looked behind to find nothing there. "Who is it!" The king says in an unsteady voice, "Who's there! You'll be strung up on the wall if I find you, I bloody swear!" Suddenly, as the king is turning around, he feels a cool blade pressed against his neck. "No...no, please! I'll do anything". "You should have thought about that before you came up with that scheme of killing the court mage" Came the cold voice of Wikem. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Said the king. Wikem gave him a cool laugh. "Oh, you petty insect. You have hurt so many people before, and you have no intention of stopping. You know what happens to people like you? They fail, one way or another. They lose it all, and they wish that they never hurt anyone". "P-pl-pleeeease!" begged the king, "I won't do it ever again! Please!" "Oh, I know you won't" Said Wikem, making a small incision in the king's throat. "Tell me where you keep your money. TELL ME!". "In..in the throne, a secret compartment" Whimpered the king, shoving his face in his hands. "Dont't hurt me!" Wikem reached under the throne, felt a small lever, and pulled. The seat of the throne flew open to reveal a large back of thousands of coins, neatly stacked. Wikem snatched them up and whispered "If you hurt anyone else, I swear to god you'll pay for it" Five minutes later, the maid came in, dropping her tray to find the king on the floor, whining like a baby. A note layed on his back that read, "Another fool got what he deserved" The maid cried as, two stories below, Wikem ran into the shadows, beginning the search for his next victim.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Wikem was born into a dark family of thievery, betrayal and murder. Everyone in the Gardoun family was entirely evil, except for two people: Wikem and his older brother, Claude. They were forced by their self-serving parents to murder innocent people for money. Wikem and Claude went on these terrible missions together, and after so long they couldn't take it anymore. When Claude was 14 and Wikem was only 12, Claude murdered their parents out of sheer hatred, and the siblings ran off together. Ever since they have been tracking down and murdering every member of the Gardoun family. Three years later, when the entire rest of the family was eliminated, the brothers moved on to stealing from other rich and evil people,as they did not want to kill anymore. One day, when they were on an especially important quest to rob a great evil lord, Claude was brutally stabbed by the lord's bodyguard. The target died, being betrayed and stabbed by the bodyguard, who ran off. The dying Claude turned his head to the dead lord and said "Another fool risen from the world." He then handed Wikem his cloak, and died. Ever since, Wikem wore his brother's cloak, and put Claude's last words on the scene of all his crimes. Will he find the bodyguard that killed his brother?.
I went over this a couple times, and I don't see why it would be rejected. Thanks for reading this! Oh, and Fus do rah. I forgot to put that on the last one :smile.gif:
You have to make it from beginning-----present, but I'll accept.
ACCEPTEDDENIED
lol. Accepted
<3
What's the new IP? I say whitelister/mod/admin/owners should be allowed on :biggrin.gif: cause we're all cool, right?
App stealer >.<