I go to my faction base and someone had a mine that led up STRAIGHT to it (stonebrick and stoneslab base) His ign is Teliven. I warned him for griefing my floor but then I look around my base and found even MORE grief so I warned him again. I believe that he is an xrayer because the rest of his mine is down at bedrock level yet he randomly dug up in a line to my base. I want to ban him but darkdemon said to question him and to ask colb/insaneartist. Alter also agrees that he is an xrayer so colb or insane, if you see this, permission to ban?
Ah, but my parents dying part is not a revenge type thing, they killed my single mentor and I went after them. And ill make my rp example longer just for you Aiden. :smile.gif:
IGN: kuloko
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: I have played on the MERP (Middle Earth Roleplay Server) And I consider myself an excellent roleplayer.
Why Us: Because my current Roleplay server is dead, and this server has sparked my interest.
Time You Can Dedicate: 1-2, maybe 3 hours a day, much more on weekends.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Powergaming: The use of making your character OP otherwise using powers much to great for him.
Metagaming: Bringing OOC information to your Rp information.
*Inside of a dark room inside of a mysterious inn*
Arazel_Bladethrower: So, what kind of mission are we talking about?
Kanor the Mysterious: One that will put your skills to the test.
*Arazel takes a small blade out from his sleeve and twirls it in gracefull arcs*
Arazel_Bladethrower: You have my attention.
Kanor the Mysterious: Good, im going to need you in position within the nest day.
*Arazel has a small smirk on his face*
Arazel_Bladethrower: It will be done. Anything else?
Kanor the Mysterious: Yes, im going to need you to make a clean job of things.
*Arazel leans forwards intently*
Arazel_Bladethrower: That, will cost you extra. *Smiles and scene fades out*
Skin (Link, picture, description):
A black robed man with a dark face, he is frightening in a magestic way.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Arazel was a small boy when his mother died of the plague, he was taken by his father into the city and was subjected to the cruelty of the lord there. When he was but the age of 14 his father was beaten to death by a city guard and when he pleaded to the lord, Arazel was beaten as well. When he was at the age of 23 he took his revenge on the cruel lord. Arazel scaled the keep's walls and snuck in through the window, there he unsheathed his blade and slit the lords throat. When the lord was found dead Arazel was captured by the guards and subjected to torture. On his hanging day when he was being fitted with the noose, A white robbed man jumped down and killed the executioner, untied Arazel and sprinted out of the city with him. This brings an entire new era to Arazel's Life.
Arazal never learned the name of his savior, but he traveled with him for some time. Arazel was eventually trained in the nuane arts of the blade by who he now called master. While camping outside of the city Oronia in the eastern lands, Arazel and his Mentor were ambushed by vicious bandits, the bandits killed his master and then fled. Arazel then tracked the bandits down and killed each one of them, one by one. This marks the start of Arazels journey as a changed man, and he fights for what he believes in.
Now that Arazel must leave his homeland, he is ready to start his experiences in the land of Solstheim.
IGN:DarkTyranitar
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.: Some Roleplaying servers
Why Us:Its seems fun
Time You Can Dedicate:About some weeks if i enjoy the server
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words:Being some else and play as him/her
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is someone that roleplays the impossible and metagaming is when you look above someone's name without knowing it in a RolePlaying way.
IC
Name:D'ark
Race:Shadows
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
Appearance:Dark Armor cover what he looks like.
Fears:Light(By sun)
Personality: Angry (Unknown Reasons)
Occupation:Dont know, don't have one i guess.
Skills:Unknown
Nickname (Optional):DARKNESS
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Person: Who may you be?
D'ark:i.....am....DARKNESS.....
Person: Well you shall feel the sharpness of my Blade!
D'ark: i.....cannot be killed...........
"Person slices D'ark to pieces"
Person:Ah hah! Looks like you have died!
"D'ark pieces slowly fused together"
Person:WHAT! Impossible!
Backstory (1-2] paragraphs):
D'ark is a person you don't want to meet at a dark house.D'ark is a shadow who hates anything living.But D'ark was not always like he is.Before what happen to him... D'ark was formed in a void called R'Tar.Shadows are formed adults(well look like it and basically as smart as one.)He was a shadow who didn't hate everything,He was cunning and smart and never angry( which shadows should be).But when he was formed, The Void was about to die out.D'ark was taken to the heart of R'Tar because of the Mark of Void on his arm(cannot be seen because he wears armor).The mark symbolizes power over shadows.When he was there, the void reached out to him and gave him all the power the void had left,But once the void gave him all its powers,The void exploded.Then D'ark awoke to a world of light.He did not know he was, so he searched around to see if any ones there.All his powers did not work in the world.He then found a inn and asked where he was.The person that answered said" Well your in Lordren!". He then lost himself in madness and insanity.He is seen in nightmares and dark places.But he sometimes are seen in light places.
DARKNESS
-Nocturne
**** i didnt know you had to be skyrim races :sad.gif:
IGN:DarkTyranitar
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.: Some Roleplaying servers
Why Us:Its seems fun
Time You Can Dedicate:About some weeks if i enjoy the server
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words:Being some else and play as him/her
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is someone that roleplays the impossible and metagaming is when you look above someone's name without knowing it in a RolePlaying way.
IC
Name:D'ark
Race:Shadows
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
Appearance:Dark Armor cover what he looks like.
Fears:Light(By sun)
Personality: Angry (Unknown Reasons)
Occupation:Dont know, don't have one i guess.
Skills:Unknown
Nickname (Optional):DARKNESS
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Person: Who may you be?
D'ark:i.....am....DARKNESS.....
Person: Well you shall feel the sharpness of my Blade!
D'ark: i.....cannot be killed...........
"Person slices D'ark to pieces"
Person:Ah hah! Looks like you have died!
"D'ark pieces slowly fused together"
Person:WHAT! Impossible!
Backstory (1-2] paragraphs):
D'ark is a person you don't want to meet at a dark house.D'ark is a shadow who hates anything living.But D'ark was not always like he is.Before what happen to him... D'ark was formed in a void called R'Tar.Shadows are formed adults(well look like it and basically as smart as one.)He was a shadow who didn't hate everything,He was cunning and smart and never angry( which shadows should be).But when he was formed, The Void was about to die out.D'ark was taken to the heart of R'Tar because of the Mark of Void on his arm(cannot be seen because he wears armor).The mark symbolizes power over shadows.When he was there, the void reached out to him and gave him all the power the void had left,But once the void gave him all its powers,The void exploded.Then D'ark awoke to a world of light.He did not know he was, so he searched around to see if any ones there.All his powers did not work in the world.He then found a inn and asked where he was.The person that answered said" Well your in Lordren!". He then lost himself in madness and insanity.He is seen in nightmares and dark places.But he sometimes are seen in light places.
DARKNESS
-Nocturne
Denied.
1. Use an elder scrolls race
2. D'ark is your name? C'mon...
3. Grammar mistakes
4. Didn't define meta or powergaming well enough
5. RP ex is over powered
6. Backstory makes little sense to me
7. Read the rules
IGN:Freezyboy
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:I've played on several RP minecraft servers. I can't remember all of them, but they include The Kingdoms Mc, Shades of Arcadia, Block Empires, and some others.
Why Us: Well, I run my own server, and it just gets boring after a while of just watching other people have fun around the server, while I sit back and try to run it all. I decided to go back to RP'ing on Minecraft servers, and this one looks fun.
Time You Can Dedicate: I am usually on around 4:30-8:00 on weekdays, but around 9:00am-8:00pm weekends.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Roleplaying is taking on the a different character in game. You play through their story and act/play as if it is in real life. This includes small chats, actions, and having realistic reasons for doing something.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is pretty much saying you are the best at some skill, or every skill. Some examples are saying you slayed an army of dragons barehandedly or saying you are a master swordsman as well as a bowmaster, farmer, politician, etc. Metagaming is using OOC knowledge to your advantage, which your RP character wouldn't have gained otherwise. Such as getting coordinates from a friend.
IC
Name: Artemis Witherblossom
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: A small build and skinny body. Has long brown hair, a small scar running across his ear, and a broken nose(he didn't mean to fall down that cave...).
Fears: Spiders. Big, giant, freaking scary spiders. And porkchops. He runs in terror from porkchops.
Personality: He exudes confidence, but can't really express it in a way that people can understand. Artemis generally keeps to himself, not one for entertaining.
Occupation: He is a full out explorer, making maps for fun and a living. He doesn't really give a damn about money, just about living life to its fullest.
Skills: He's quick on his feet and in his head, but has no skills whatsoever in combat. He can't lift a sword (or hoe for that matter). Some people say he can't hit the side of a barn. Most likely he'll miss the whole farm.
Nickname (Optional): Arte
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Gimme another drink!" the drunkard demanded.
"Uh, sir, I think you've had a bit too much to drink," the bartender replied as he got up to wipe the bar clean.
"No I have NOT!" the man screamed, throwing his half-empty mug at a nearby customer. The glass shattered and knocked a nearby customer unconscious, leaving him bleeding on the floor.
"Guards!" the bartender yelled. A moment later some men dressed in heavy leather armor and armed with clubs, kicked open the door to the bar.
"Get on the ground!" the guards shouted.
"Never, you thugs!" The drunkard screamed. He pulled out a knife and stabbed the bartender. (Sorry, it's a bit more story-like; my brain is on lockdown to come up with some decent dialogue"
Back story: Wanderlust was in Artemis's blood since he was born. Wanderer was an understatement for him. He was the prodigal explorer, the ultimate boy of adventure. He didn't care where he was going, as long as he was going there. Even before Arte could understand what the tool was, his father gave him a compass. A simple tool, yet it opened a new world for the young Arte. He grew up exploring the caverns around his town of Dragon Bridge, a small town in Northwestern Skyrim, and knew them by heart when he was 6 years of age. At 7 he drew the attention of Dragon Bridge's Jarl. The Jarl was interested in the detail of the maps drawn by the 7 year old Artemis. He paid him for the maps, careful not to mention that he cheated Artemis in the amount of embers given to him. Still, Arte was able to make a living for his family and himself, supporting his aging parents. He would explore in the morning, sell his maps in the evening, buy food to last the night, and head home to feed his parents. Life was relatively easy, apart from the occasional rumors of plague spreading across the northern part of Skyrim...
On the eve of his sixteenth birthday, Artemis set out to explore once again, but this time he would not be returning to his home. Not returning to the daily routine of selling his maps. Not returning to buying the food needed to feed the family. Of course, his parents passing onto the afterlife from a deadly new plague earlier that day influenced his decision. And so it was, Artemis set out, with nothing but a compass, small tent, his pack, maps, charcoal pencils, a small knife, and his own mouth to feed. He explored to find new towns. New countries with people who different languages and had different bodies. New Caverns, new markets, new mountains, new people. Artemis heard about a eventually ended up stowing away on a boat to an island called Lordran. He watched the people stepping out of the nearby docks, and decided this probably wouldn't be the best place to explore. But he got up and tried to find where he was. He asked around, and was pushed around in return. He passed some merchants, homeless men, and a street brawl. He still didn't know where he was. Then he saw a sign near a merchant stall "Solstheim Fishing and Netting Merchandise." He asked the man behind the crudely built stall if this place was called Solstheim. The man simply nodded and asked Arte to buy his junk. But Artemis was already gone, following his compass.
Ahem.
FUS RO DAH!
(P.S. I didn't know if you just wanted me to edit my old post and say it was edited, or to repost the fixed version. I went with the latter...)
Denied.
1. Use an elder scrolls race
2. D'ark is your name? C'mon...
3. Grammar mistakes
4. Didn't define meta or powergaming well enough
5. RP ex is over powered
6. Backstory makes little sense to me
7. Read the rules
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Adventurer Package $10$8!
Reserved Spot - Login whether the server capacity is reached or not!
1,000 Embers
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3,000 Embers
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Access To Coal VIP Mine - Access to the Coal VIP Mine!
Free Land Plot - Get a free plot of land for a shop, home, or a bandit camp!
Champion Package $50$40!
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5,000 Embers
Donator Prefix - Everyone knows you were a donator on the server!
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Hero Package $100$80!
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Reserved Spot - Login whether the server capacity is reached or not!
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15,000
WOW, That is a good price!
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You look like you cast dark magic and eviscerate babies.
IGN:Freezyboy
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:I've played on several RP minecraft servers. I can't remember all of them, but they include The Kingdoms Mc, Shades of Arcadia, Block Empires, and some others.
Why Us: Well, I run my own server, and it just gets boring after a while of just watching other people have fun around the server, while I sit back and try to run it all. I decided to go back to RP'ing on Minecraft servers, and this one looks fun.
Time You Can Dedicate: I am usually on around 4:30-8:00 on weekdays, but around 9:00am-8:00pm weekends.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Roleplaying is taking on the a different character in game. You play through their story and act/play as if it is in real life. This includes small chats, actions, and having realistic reasons for doing something.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is pretty much saying you are the best at some skill, or every skill. Some examples are saying you slayed an army of dragons barehandedly or saying you are a master swordsman as well as a bowmaster, farmer, politician, etc. Metagaming is using OOC knowledge to your advantage, which your RP character wouldn't have gained otherwise. Such as getting coordinates from a friend.
IC
Name: Artemis Witherblossom
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: A small build and skinny body. Has long brown hair, a small scar running across his ear, and a broken nose(he didn't mean to fall down that cave...).
Fears: Spiders. Big, giant, freaking scary spiders. And porkchops. He runs in terror from porkchops.
Personality: He exudes confidence, but can't really express it in a way that people can understand. Artemis generally keeps to himself, not one for entertaining.
Occupation: He is a full out explorer, making maps for fun and a living. He doesn't really give a damn about money, just about living life to its fullest.
Skills: He's quick on his feet and in his head, but has no skills whatsoever in combat. He can't lift a sword (or hoe for that matter). Some people say he can't hit the side of a barn. Most likely he'll miss the whole farm.
Nickname (Optional): Arte
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Gimme another drink!" the drunkard demanded.
"Uh, sir, I think you've had a bit too much to drink," the bartender replied as he got up to wipe the bar clean.
"No I have NOT!" the man screamed, throwing his half-empty mug at a nearby customer. The glass shattered and knocked a nearby customer unconscious, leaving him bleeding on the floor.
"Guards!" the bartender yelled. A moment later some men dressed in heavy leather armor and armed with clubs, kicked open the door to the bar.
"Get on the ground!" the guards shouted.
"Never, you thugs!" The drunkard screamed. He pulled out a knife and stabbed the bartender. (Sorry, it's a bit more story-like; my brain is on lockdown to come up with some decent dialogue"
Back story: Wanderlust was in Artemis's blood since he was born. Wanderer was an understatement for him. He was the prodigal explorer, the ultimate boy of adventure. He didn't care where he was going, as long as he was going there. Even before Arte could understand what the tool was, his father gave him a compass. A simple tool, yet it opened a new world for the young Arte. He grew up exploring the caverns around his town of Dragon Bridge, a small town in Northwestern Skyrim, and knew them by heart when he was 6 years of age. At 7 he drew the attention of Dragon Bridge's Jarl. The Jarl was interested in the detail of the maps drawn by the 7 year old Artemis. He paid him for the maps, careful not to mention that he cheated Artemis in the amount of embers given to him. Still, Arte was able to make a living for his family and himself, supporting his aging parents. He would explore in the morning, sell his maps in the evening, buy food to last the night, and head home to feed his parents. Life was relatively easy, apart from the occasional rumors of plague spreading across the northern part of Skyrim...
On the eve of his sixteenth birthday, Artemis set out to explore once again, but this time he would not be returning to his home. Not returning to the daily routine of selling his maps. Not returning to buying the food needed to feed the family. Of course, his parents passing onto the afterlife from a deadly new plague earlier that day influenced his decision. And so it was, Artemis set out, with nothing but a compass, small tent, his pack, maps, charcoal pencils, a small knife, and his own mouth to feed. He explored to find new towns. New countries with people who different languages and had different bodies. New Caverns, new markets, new mountains, new people. Artemis heard about a eventually ended up stowing away on a boat to an island called Lordran. He watched the people stepping out of the nearby docks, and decided this probably wouldn't be the best place to explore. But he got up and tried to find where he was. He asked around, and was pushed around in return. He passed some merchants, homeless men, and a street brawl. He still didn't know where he was. Then he saw a sign near a merchant stall "Solstheim Fishing and Netting Merchandise." He asked the man behind the crudely built stall if this place was called Solstheim. The man simply nodded and asked Arte to buy his junk. But Artemis was already gone, following his compass.
Ahem.
FUS RO DAH!
(P.S. I didn't know if you just wanted me to edit my old post and say it was edited, or to repost the fixed version. I went with the latter...)
Wonderful!!! Accepted :smile.gif:
And thanks guys for helping out :smile.gif: I was STRESSED this morning lol
And i cant be on :sad.gif: I gotta stay off my dad was pissed this morning too :sad.gif:
I was only able to get on the forums cause i was at school lol
Hmmm thought you were busy with school work to Role Play on a server Delwin?
As for this server, Colbinile you seem to have done it again. Glad to see your server doing so well :smile.gif:.
Prongs, I need to go on for just tonight, my friend on here needs help with something, once thats done I wont have time, and you know that my primary is your server :smile.gif:
IGN:DarkTyranitar
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.: Some Roleplaying servers
Why Us:Its seems fun
Time You Can Dedicate:About some weeks if i enjoy the server
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words:Being some else and play as him/her
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is someone that roleplays the impossible,leaving the other player no chance to fight back. and metagaming is when you look above someone's name without knowing it in a RolePlaying way,It's when you just look above their head to see his/her name. And says it out like ' Hello Jack Shang! How are you? ' Without knowing that person, that is Metagaming.
POWER GAMING EXAMPLE:
John_Wollie : Hey, come in my car, let's go to my crib! You'll get some cash.
Jack_Shang : Uhm, okay... I'll come with you in one condition...
John_Wollie : No, get in!
John_Wollie grabs Jack and throws him into car.
John_Wollie ties him.
IC
Name:Drake_Shadowfrost
Race: Nord
Gender:Male
Age:30s
Appearance:Dark Armor cover what he looks like.
Fears:Nothing
Personality:Cunning and smart.
Occupation: Adventurer
Skills:Swordfighting
Nickname (Optional):Shadow Frost
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Person: Who may you be?
Drake:My name is Drake.
Person: Hello Drake!You seem hungry!Want some apple?
Drake:Sure.
"Person slices a apple to pieces, and gives the biggest to Drake."
Person: here you go!
"Drake starts eating it
Backstory (1-2] paragraphs):
Drake was born at Skyrim while a war was stirring.When he was born, a guard took his parents to be protected from the war that was going to happen, but somehow he was left behind.The war started and a arrow was shot out of the sky and the arrow landed on him.By some magical force, the arrow did not kill him, but landed a big scar, not any scar but the scar of a Dragon.(THAT DOES NOT MAKE HIM DRAGONBORN!!!!)When his parents came back after the war, the house was in ruins.They searched all of the ruins but he was not there.They looked everywhere and found a big scaly footprint on the ground.(This is a dragon, but the dragon died when he was 30.And it was a hidden dragon).Their one thing in their mind and that was " HE WAS TOKEN BY A DRAGON!".
Drake was token to the Frost Dragons cave. She took Drake because she saw the Mark of The Dragon on his body when she was passing.When she saw it, it ment hope to the Race that saw it.She named him "Drake Frost".The days grew and Drake started growing.She forged armor from her scales and give it to Drake when he was 20.Then when he was 29 and he found something wrong with her.He tried to save her but on his birthday, she died.Then that made Drake wear his armor.And was suddenly frozen in a block of ice in the cave.He was found at the coast of a ocean in Lordren 2000 years later,not aging ever since.Though he did not know when he was born.(if the freezing in ice and 2000 years later offend you guys i can change it)
Hmmm thought you were busy with school work to Role Play on a server Delwin?
As for this server, Colbinile you seem to have done it again. Glad to see your server doing so well :smile.gif:.
Thanks, Prongs. You were an amazing role-player back on WNC. I would be happy to accept an application (unless you were accepted for Skyrim: TAW) and let you on. :smile.gif:
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You look like you cast dark magic and eviscerate babies.
IGN: TZUGARIS
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp: I played on 4 RP servers that taught me to be an awsome RP'r
Why Us: Your server seems to be popular and I'd love to be apart of it
Time You Can Dedicate: Every day unless I have plans
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Acting careers and plays all relate to the pretending and acting ways of RP.
ICName: Celthric_Nurm'd
Race: Imperial
Gender:Male
Age:40
Appearance: Black hair, strong, and smart enough to stay alive in a fight. Darkish shirt with brown pants. Brown eyes
Fears: The ocean What is Power Gaming and Meta Gaming?: Power Gaming is when you make the rp unfair for everyone else. Like making your self god mode. Meta gaming is when you look from the ooc to use in rp which can be confusing and once again unfair.
Personality: Nice, kind, painful,charismatic
Occupation: Blacksmith/Miner
Skills: Archery, Fordgeing, cardio, specializes in strategic planning
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Dear Diary, I have no idea what is going on. My old home in Windhelm was burnt down by a seveer fire... While everyone including me is running to the guards to find out what the heck is going on, they tell all of us that we are traveling to Sollitude to evacuate everyone out of Skyrim. I did not want to leave my home especially since I was born and raised here in a lovely home and relatives.
As we all follow the trails on big groups to Sollitude, I hear a loud roar, somthing that would come out of a book or child tale. Seconds after I hear that shocking roar, A DRAGON appeared over the hill and blew flames on on ground casuing everyone to trample and scatter the area. I was terrified what happened but I was capable of making it all the way to Sollitude and take the boat to another land...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Celthric was born 40 years ago the year and time was not available because most people forgot what the year was or the day of the month was, but its only few people... He grew up with his father in a small village, when he was eleven or twelve his dad showed him how to smith and melt up all the ores in his stockpile into brand new iron armour. When he grew up in his 20's he purchased an pub that did well for 10 years selling people rooms and food. But one day two town guards came in and said that he needed to sell the store by the next day or he will be arrested. The reason why is because he was accused of poisoning a farmer, but there was no further evidence of him actually poisoning him so he had to sell his store.
He later sold it to another farmer that always liked the place and loved to drink.
He decided to venture out in the land to explore the world to find preciouse ores to make money for food. But what will happen next?
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
Earth, Sol, Milky Way
Join Date:
9/10/2011
Posts:
52
Minecraft:
Ardan_Talvas
Xbox:
Comp>Xbox
PSN:
Comp>PS
Member Details
OOC
IGN: ajax6893
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: I played for about three years, stopped because the group split, and have recently joined a role-playing club at school
Why Us: A. Elder Scrolls B. Sounds fun, I like trying things
Time You Can Dedicate: During school, perhaps an hour a day. Not during school, considerably more
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Role-playing is taking on the life of a character you create and playing as that character without using outside information and stimuli
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming: Let me give you an example "Jason attempts to stab Bob with his knife" "Bob grabs the knife, stabs Jason and kills him" Bob would be powergaming. Metagaming: Using outside information or stimuli to influence your character's choices.
IC
Name: Ssinah Logis
Race: Argonian
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: A flat face with large fins, he has spines along his lower jaw. He stands at 6' 6"
Fears: Sabre-tooth cats, and to a lesser extent, cats (including kahjit)
Personality: Having grown among other races, Ssinah is quite comfortable among a variety of people. He loves a good laugh and doesn't mind being made fun of. If caught breaking the law, he prefers to pay first, run away and go to jail later.
Occupation: Ssinah doesn't mind breaking the law, and is often hired as a theif, but he will do other odd jobs as well.
Skills: sneak, pickpockit, lockpicking, one-handed. He is also good at cooking
Nickname (Optional): Tavern boy
RP Example (Add Dialogue): A guard walks up to Ssinah as he attempts to pick a lock and says "Hey, Lizard, thats the thrid time I've seen you at this, your going to have to pay." Ssinah quickly assess his options, and decides that running away is the best option, in a few days the guard will forget his face, then he can come back and try again. "I think that I'll pay my fine," he says, "if you can catch me." and he bolts off, with the gaurd on his heels.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Ssinah was born in the middle of a tavern, with everyone but his mother and the maid drunk. Due to this fact, the local residents took to calling him "Tavern boy", and it stuck, so much so that he actually took a job there. After turning 18, he decided to venture out of his town and found he had a natural aptitude for sneaking and getting into those hard to reach places, though he never went professional. He coontunued wandering, never staying in one place too long but making a few friends as he did.
Ssinah's greatest achievment came when he was in a small town, with an eccentric young man with a LARGE private collection. He managed to steal an Elder Scroll (Not that the young man knew what it was, but it still had a sizable security force) which was stolen from him shortly after. When he came to the docks of solitude he was sad to leave Skyrim, but knew that wherever he went, there would always be opprotunity.
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Retired StaffTry to fix up your grammer a bit :smile.gif:
MEant for the application at the top!
Meh I know you can rp... accepted
**** i didnt know you had to be skyrim races :sad.gif:
Denied.
1. Use an elder scrolls race
2. D'ark is your name? C'mon...
3. Grammar mistakes
4. Didn't define meta or powergaming well enough
5. RP ex is over powered
6. Backstory makes little sense to me
7. Read the rules
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Retired StaffHmmm thought you were busy with school work to Role Play on a server Delwin?
As for this server, Colbinile you seem to have done it again. Glad to see your server doing so well :smile.gif:.
Did it. If you can't log in double check the IP.
IGN:Freezyboy
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:I've played on several RP minecraft servers. I can't remember all of them, but they include The Kingdoms Mc, Shades of Arcadia, Block Empires, and some others.
Why Us: Well, I run my own server, and it just gets boring after a while of just watching other people have fun around the server, while I sit back and try to run it all. I decided to go back to RP'ing on Minecraft servers, and this one looks fun.
Time You Can Dedicate: I am usually on around 4:30-8:00 on weekdays, but around 9:00am-8:00pm weekends.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Roleplaying is taking on the a different character in game. You play through their story and act/play as if it is in real life. This includes small chats, actions, and having realistic reasons for doing something.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming is pretty much saying you are the best at some skill, or every skill. Some examples are saying you slayed an army of dragons barehandedly or saying you are a master swordsman as well as a bowmaster, farmer, politician, etc. Metagaming is using OOC knowledge to your advantage, which your RP character wouldn't have gained otherwise. Such as getting coordinates from a friend.
IC
Name: Artemis Witherblossom
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: A small build and skinny body. Has long brown hair, a small scar running across his ear, and a broken nose(he didn't mean to fall down that cave...).
Fears: Spiders. Big, giant, freaking scary spiders. And porkchops. He runs in terror from porkchops.
Personality: He exudes confidence, but can't really express it in a way that people can understand. Artemis generally keeps to himself, not one for entertaining.
Occupation: He is a full out explorer, making maps for fun and a living. He doesn't really give a damn about money, just about living life to its fullest.
Skills: He's quick on his feet and in his head, but has no skills whatsoever in combat. He can't lift a sword (or hoe for that matter). Some people say he can't hit the side of a barn. Most likely he'll miss the whole farm.
Nickname (Optional): Arte
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Gimme another drink!" the drunkard demanded.
"Uh, sir, I think you've had a bit too much to drink," the bartender replied as he got up to wipe the bar clean.
"No I have NOT!" the man screamed, throwing his half-empty mug at a nearby customer. The glass shattered and knocked a nearby customer unconscious, leaving him bleeding on the floor.
"Guards!" the bartender yelled. A moment later some men dressed in heavy leather armor and armed with clubs, kicked open the door to the bar.
"Get on the ground!" the guards shouted.
"Never, you thugs!" The drunkard screamed. He pulled out a knife and stabbed the bartender. (Sorry, it's a bit more story-like; my brain is on lockdown to come up with some decent dialogue"
Back story: Wanderlust was in Artemis's blood since he was born. Wanderer was an understatement for him. He was the prodigal explorer, the ultimate boy of adventure. He didn't care where he was going, as long as he was going there. Even before Arte could understand what the tool was, his father gave him a compass. A simple tool, yet it opened a new world for the young Arte. He grew up exploring the caverns around his town of Dragon Bridge, a small town in Northwestern Skyrim, and knew them by heart when he was 6 years of age. At 7 he drew the attention of Dragon Bridge's Jarl. The Jarl was interested in the detail of the maps drawn by the 7 year old Artemis. He paid him for the maps, careful not to mention that he cheated Artemis in the amount of embers given to him. Still, Arte was able to make a living for his family and himself, supporting his aging parents. He would explore in the morning, sell his maps in the evening, buy food to last the night, and head home to feed his parents. Life was relatively easy, apart from the occasional rumors of plague spreading across the northern part of Skyrim...
On the eve of his sixteenth birthday, Artemis set out to explore once again, but this time he would not be returning to his home. Not returning to the daily routine of selling his maps. Not returning to buying the food needed to feed the family. Of course, his parents passing onto the afterlife from a deadly new plague earlier that day influenced his decision. And so it was, Artemis set out, with nothing but a compass, small tent, his pack, maps, charcoal pencils, a small knife, and his own mouth to feed. He explored to find new towns. New countries with people who different languages and had different bodies. New Caverns, new markets, new mountains, new people. Artemis heard about a eventually ended up stowing away on a boat to an island called Lordran. He watched the people stepping out of the nearby docks, and decided this probably wouldn't be the best place to explore. But he got up and tried to find where he was. He asked around, and was pushed around in return. He passed some merchants, homeless men, and a street brawl. He still didn't know where he was. Then he saw a sign near a merchant stall "Solstheim Fishing and Netting Merchandise." He asked the man behind the crudely built stall if this place was called Solstheim. The man simply nodded and asked Arte to buy his junk. But Artemis was already gone, following his compass.
Ahem.
FUS RO DAH!
(P.S. I didn't know if you just wanted me to edit my old post and say it was edited, or to repost the fixed version. I went with the latter...)
i changed it
WOW, That is a good price!
+1 one my current age.
Wonderful!!!
Accepted :smile.gif:
And thanks guys for helping out :smile.gif: I was STRESSED this morning lol
And i cant be on :sad.gif: I gotta stay off my dad was pissed this morning too :sad.gif:
I was only able to get on the forums cause i was at school lol
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Retired StaffProngs, I need to go on for just tonight, my friend on here needs help with something, once thats done I wont have time, and you know that my primary is your server :smile.gif:
Good answer. Keeps them guessing lol.
Thanks, Prongs. You were an amazing role-player back on WNC. I would be happy to accept an application (unless you were accepted for Skyrim: TAW) and let you on. :smile.gif:
IGN: TZUGARIS
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp: I played on 4 RP servers that taught me to be an awsome RP'r
Why Us: Your server seems to be popular and I'd love to be apart of it
Time You Can Dedicate: Every day unless I have plans
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Acting careers and plays all relate to the pretending and acting ways of RP.
ICName: Celthric_Nurm'd
Race: Imperial
Gender:Male
Age:40
Appearance: Black hair, strong, and smart enough to stay alive in a fight. Darkish shirt with brown pants. Brown eyes
Fears: The ocean
What is Power Gaming and Meta Gaming?: Power Gaming is when you make the rp unfair for everyone else. Like making your self god mode. Meta gaming is when you look from the ooc to use in rp which can be confusing and once again unfair.
Personality: Nice, kind, painful,charismatic
Occupation: Blacksmith/Miner
Skills: Archery, Fordgeing, cardio, specializes in strategic planning
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Dear Diary, I have no idea what is going on. My old home in Windhelm was burnt down by a seveer fire... While everyone including me is running to the guards to find out what the heck is going on, they tell all of us that we are traveling to Sollitude to evacuate everyone out of Skyrim. I did not want to leave my home especially since I was born and raised here in a lovely home and relatives.
As we all follow the trails on big groups to Sollitude, I hear a loud roar, somthing that would come out of a book or child tale. Seconds after I hear that shocking roar, A DRAGON appeared over the hill and blew flames on on ground casuing everyone to trample and scatter the area. I was terrified what happened but I was capable of making it all the way to Sollitude and take the boat to another land...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Celthric was born 40 years ago the year and time was not available because most people forgot what the year was or the day of the month was, but its only few people... He grew up with his father in a small village, when he was eleven or twelve his dad showed him how to smith and melt up all the ores in his stockpile into brand new iron armour. When he grew up in his 20's he purchased an pub that did well for 10 years selling people rooms and food. But one day two town guards came in and said that he needed to sell the store by the next day or he will be arrested. The reason why is because he was accused of poisoning a farmer, but there was no further evidence of him actually poisoning him so he had to sell his store.
He later sold it to another farmer that always liked the place and loved to drink.
He decided to venture out in the land to explore the world to find preciouse ores to make money for food. But what will happen next?
Fus Do Rah!
IGN: ajax6893
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: I played for about three years, stopped because the group split, and have recently joined a role-playing club at school
Why Us: A. Elder Scrolls B. Sounds fun, I like trying things
Time You Can Dedicate: During school, perhaps an hour a day. Not during school, considerably more
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Role-playing is taking on the life of a character you create and playing as that character without using outside information and stimuli
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Powergaming: Let me give you an example "Jason attempts to stab Bob with his knife" "Bob grabs the knife, stabs Jason and kills him" Bob would be powergaming. Metagaming: Using outside information or stimuli to influence your character's choices.
IC
Name: Ssinah Logis
Race: Argonian
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: A flat face with large fins, he has spines along his lower jaw. He stands at 6' 6"
Fears: Sabre-tooth cats, and to a lesser extent, cats (including kahjit)
Personality: Having grown among other races, Ssinah is quite comfortable among a variety of people. He loves a good laugh and doesn't mind being made fun of. If caught breaking the law, he prefers to pay first, run away and go to jail later.
Occupation: Ssinah doesn't mind breaking the law, and is often hired as a theif, but he will do other odd jobs as well.
Skills: sneak, pickpockit, lockpicking, one-handed. He is also good at cooking
Nickname (Optional): Tavern boy
RP Example (Add Dialogue): A guard walks up to Ssinah as he attempts to pick a lock and says "Hey, Lizard, thats the thrid time I've seen you at this, your going to have to pay." Ssinah quickly assess his options, and decides that running away is the best option, in a few days the guard will forget his face, then he can come back and try again. "I think that I'll pay my fine," he says, "if you can catch me." and he bolts off, with the gaurd on his heels.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Ssinah was born in the middle of a tavern, with everyone but his mother and the maid drunk. Due to this fact, the local residents took to calling him "Tavern boy", and it stuck, so much so that he actually took a job there. After turning 18, he decided to venture out of his town and found he had a natural aptitude for sneaking and getting into those hard to reach places, though he never went professional. He coontunued wandering, never staying in one place too long but making a few friends as he did.
Ssinah's greatest achievment came when he was in a small town, with an eccentric young man with a LARGE private collection. He managed to steal an Elder Scroll (Not that the young man knew what it was, but it still had a sizable security force) which was stolen from him shortly after. When he came to the docks of solitude he was sad to leave Skyrim, but knew that wherever he went, there would always be opprotunity.