Wow that sounds epic. At 1st when I heard the idea i thought it sounded stupid and that I would never buy it. After reading the whole thing I thought it was going to be the best game ever and now I am going to start saving up for it.
Role-Play Exp.: Very little, but I've read through the rules and I'm really genuinely interested.
Why Us: This looks like an incredibly well run and moderated server. I'm looking for a server that has an interesting twist.
Time You Can Dedicate: 5:00-10:00 on weekdays, much more on weekends.
IC
Name: Nathaniel Razzi
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears: Heights >.<
Personality: Cocky, but unable to take most things seriously, (in order to forget fear and anger). Very unlucky.
Skills: Parkour running, bows.
Nickname (Optional): Nat
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Nat: When have things ever gone my way?
Jakob: Never, but it's till going to take more than skill to get in and out of the bank of Roma.
Nat: What, you think 200 guards can catch me once I start running on the roofs and get to the hideout.
Jakob: It's the arrows I'm worried about if you come back here with an arrow in the knee I'm not sure if you'll run again.
Nat: Don't worry so much Jakob, It's bad for your heart, besides, Alex will be covering me. I'm in no trouble I can't get out of.
Guard: You two should move on, I don't abide loitering.
Nat: What ever you say sir...
*Nat and Jakob head over to a market district of the city, Nat grabs an apple off the produce stall and sinks his teeth into it*
Jakob: Well, the market seems to be bustling with activity today.
*Still with a mouthful of apple* Nat: They seem to be headed to the gallows, let's follow.
*They make their way to the center of the district, the gallows towering over the spectators casting a shadow of eminent death upon their shocked faces*
Nat: Heh, serves them right for getting caught.
Jakob: Your callous disregard for human life scares me. These four men face death, and you are amused?
Nat: They are simply assassins, it doesn't matter if they live or die, they failed in their mission, and now are likely glad to die.
Jakob: I don't like assassins any more than you do, but these people are about to die. You don't feel anything about the cruelty before you.
Nat: If I cared for the cruelties of other men I wouldn't be here now.
*Nat, finishing his apple, tosses it behind him and catches a guardsman in the eye*
Guard: Who threw that?!
*Nat snickers, and the guard sees*
Guard: Oh, so you think it's funny eh? Well we'll see if you're laughing with your guts on the pavement!
*The guard draws his sword and rushes, straight into an arrow fired mere seconds before*
Nat: We should go.
Jakob: His name was Antonio. He had a wife.
*Nat grabs Jakob by the shoulder, hauling him away from inspecting the corpse*
Nat: We'll be twice as dead as him if we don't move!
Jakob: Fine, but remember Antonio, and be sad for his widow.
Skin (Link, picture, description): Long haired, male, mainly brown clothing, with a blue eyed, pale face.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): I my childhood, I was very privileged. living in a small town not far outside Rome, I found life grew boring when I got what I wanted, when I wanted. I had money, women, power, and the village (run by my father) I was about to inherit. But when I got to age 16 I left for Rome, saying it was a short trip, I didn't plan to return. I started with very little money, but worked my way up through back channels.
Within those back channels I met my best friend Jakob. He was recently killed, and I will stop at nothing to see that he is avenged. I'm certain it was a guardsman who had a grudge against me, so I enjoy tormenting guards wherever I go. I made a small name before then by robbing as many stores as possible. I began running across rooftops parkour style because of this. I can only do this by frogetting my fear and always looking straight ahead. I like the finesse involved with marksmanship, and so I'm always ready for target practice. I'm not yet extremely well known, but I plan to be.
A*
Role-Play Experience: Quite alot. Can guide others if needed.
Why Us: I've never seen a server based on Assassins Creed. It's unique in it's own way. Rules are agreeable.
Time You Can Dedicate: At least an hour a day.
IC
Name: Elendras
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Fears: Death
Personality: Shady figure, tries to avoid conversation.
Skills: Stealth, thieving
Nickname (Optional): El
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Elendras picks open a door to a shop late into the night and silently sneaks inside.
Merchant: "Hey! Guard! Thief, thief! Help!"
Elendras dashes forward, cupping his hand over the merchant's mouth and sinking his dagger into the side of his neck until his eyes flutter closed.
Elendras: "Shush, now. It'll be okay."
Elendras swipes a bag of gems, then sprints outside and into the shade of a tree.
Skin (Link, picture, description):
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Elendras was born into a very small family: his mother and he. He never met his father because he had died four months before he was born. His father was a very noble Templar. El had a birth defect which caused him to have long, pointy ears. Because of this, he was laughed at by his peers. This was a main reason he left the path of becoming a Templar and went to the dark path. He wanted to make those who insulted and laughed at him suffer. He practiced for years stealing from stalls when nobody was looking and silently plunging his dagger into the soft flesh of pigs, killing them before they could squeal.
He trained up until the current day. He has perfected his skills over the years. Now, he thinks of himself as a professional at what he does. He slips into buildings unnoticed, empties the gem bags, and leaves. He plans to eventually steal something of the emperor's and turn it over for millions worth of money. He learns to observe his surroundings to make sure he's unwatched before he steals.
Role-Play Exp.: Very little, but I've read through the rules and I'm really genuinely interested.
Why Us: This looks like an incredibly well run and moderated server. I'm looking for a server that has an interesting twist.
Time You Can Dedicate: 5:00-10:00 on weekdays, much more on weekends.
IC
Name: Nathaniel Razzi
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears: Heights >.<
Personality: Cocky, but unable to take most things seriously, (in order to forget fear and anger). Very unlucky.
Skills: Parkour running, bows.
Nickname (Optional): Nat
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Nat: When have things ever gone my way?
Jakob: Never, but it's till going to take more than skill to get in and out of the bank of Roma.
Nat: What, you think 200 guards can catch me once I start running on the roofs and get to the hideout.
Jakob: It's the arrows I'm worried about if you come back here with an arrow in the knee I'm not sure if you'll run again.
Nat: Don't worry so much Jakob, I's bad for your heart, besides, Alex will be covering me. I'm in no trouble I can't get out of.
Guard: You two should move on, I don't abide loitering.
Nat: What ever you say sir...
Skin (Link, picture, description): Long haired, male, mainly brown clothing, with a blue eyed, pale face.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): I my childhood, I was very privileged. living in a small town not far outside Rome, I found life grew boring when I got what I wanted, when I wanted. I had money, women, power, and the village (run by my father) I was about to inherit. But when I got to age 16 I left for Rome, saying it was a short trip, I didn't plan to return. I started with very little money, but worked my way up through back channels.
Within those back channels I met my best friend Jakob. He was recently killed, and I will stop at nothing to see that he is avenged. I'm certain it was a guardsman who had a grudge against me, so I enjoy tormenting guards wherever I go. I made a small name before then by robbing as many stores as possible. I began running across rooftops parkour style because of this. I can only do this by frogetting my fear and always looking straight ahead. I like the finesse involved with marksmanship, and so I'm always ready for target practice. I'm not yet extremely well known, but I plan to be.
A*
Hmm Decent but fix the couple grammar errors in your backstory and make your rp ex a bit longer (maybe more action or talking).
For now denied
Role-Play Experience: Quite alot. Can guide others if needed.
Why Us: I've never seen a server based on Assassins Creed. It's unique in it's own way. Rules are agreeable.
Time You Can Dedicate: At least an hour a day.
IC
Name: Elendras
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Fears: Death
Personality: Shady figure, tries to avoid conversation.
Skills: Stealth, thieving
Nickname (Optional): El
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Elendras picks open a door to a shop late into the night and silently sneaks inside.
Merchant: "Hey! Guard! Thief, thief! Help!"
Elendras dashes forward, cupping his hand over the merchant's mouth and sinking his dagger into the side of his neck until his eyes flutter closed.
Elendras: "Shush, now. It'll be okay."
Elendras swipes a bag of gems, then sprints outside and into the shade of a tree.
Skin (Link, picture, description):
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Elendras was born into a very small family: his mother and he. He never met his father because he had died four months before he was born. His father was a very noble Templar. El had a birth defect which caused him to have long, pointy ears. Because of this, he was laughed at by his peers. This was a main reason he left the path of becoming a Templar and went to the dark path. He wanted to make those who insulted and laughed at him suffer. He practiced for years stealing from stalls when nobody was looking and silently plunging his dagger into the soft flesh of pigs, killing them before they could squeal.
He trained up until the current day. He has perfected his skills over the years. Now, he thinks of himself as a professional at what he does. He slips into buildings unnoticed, empties the gem bags, and leaves. He plans to eventually steal something of the emperor's and turn it over for millions worth of money. He learns to observe his surroundings to make sure he's unwatched before he steals.
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Decent but denied.
Make your rp ex a bit longer, we need to be sure people we accept can roleplay. Also maybe add more fears?
'Aiden_AJK'
Hmm Decent but fix the couple grammar errors in your backstory and make your rp ex a bit longer (maybe more action or talking).
For now denied
Nice try mate, I'm not quite trusting of you. I'll take that from the big boss
Sounds like an amazing server, But you can't pick people on how they look and there personal life. Stalker? You're denying people left and right for nothin' I'd join if the Owner and Admins weren't idiots.
Sounds like an amazing server, But you can't pick people on how they look and there personal life. Stalker? You're denying people left and right for nothin' I'd join if the Owner and Admins weren't idiots.
I know " nothin' " is not proper grammar but the " ' " is put there for slang. Don't try it.
Last time we accepted bad rpers and we failed, we have to be Strict. For calling me and sb idiots, I don't want to accept any apps you might make unless it's really good.
Role-Play Exp.: Playing other RP games for 1 year.
Why Us: Found you on the Forum. Sounds like a good Server with good admins
Time You Can Dedicate: European Timeszone - about 4+ hours a day
IC
Name: Alyy
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Fears: Nothing
Personality: Searious and a strong Swordsman
Skills: Swordman , physikal skills
Nickname (Optional): One Eyed
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Assasin tryes to kill Political and i am his Guard in this Situation.
Politc = Sleeping Me= Guarding // *Door Opens* Alyy pulls out his Sword. " I excpected you, finally i can kill you!" (Assasin tryes to kill politcan) " One Hit Swordstyle " SOUSOU SHISHI". With a deep cut in his Chest the Assasin dies.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Alyy trained his physikal skills all his life because its his destiny. Being a strong Warrior. His Father died because he was a man who sayed what he thought. The Politcans killed him. Being a orphan child he trained in a Dojo and now he is hunting Politcans
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Aiden is indeed staff. I am waiting for bus... Anyways, grammar is a big thing, but if there are just a few grammar/spelling errors, and the rest is fine, don't deny them Aiden.
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"Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me;
The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality."
(here is my modified app, please respond as soon as you read it) IGN: Blockmax11
Age: 12 (but i assure i am very mature)
Role-PlayExp.: i have done many roleplay servers on minecraft and i know all the basic commands like /me .
WhyUs: because i love rp and the assassins creed story line is really inspiring to me
TimeYouCanDedicate: i can be on atleast 3 hours a day.
IC
Name: Merios Philimio
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears:Templars, angered assassins, and fire
Personality: kind, fierce in battle, and likable
Skills: scaling walls and using swords
Nickname(Optional): none
RP Example(AddDialogue): Me: mama where is papa? Juliet: *sigh* son he won't be coming me: huh? Juliet: while you were in the market the guards took him. me: *cries* why? Juliet: he is a business man requested to be brought to the pope to be checked for hersey. me: that's impossible, papa stays true to his religion! Juliet: i know *cries* me: don't worry mama i'll take care of you. Skin(Link, picture, description): Regular assassin white robe, green eyes, and tan trousers.
Backstory(1-2 LONG paragraphs): Merios was obsessedwith swords as a child. He looked up to his father who was a swordsman, knowing he couldn't be a swordsman himself broke his heart. One day Merios returned to his home to a missing father. Using his swordsman skills he revolted and killed many guards. He did his best but still he was outmatched. Then before he was hit with a sword, he heard a bird and when he looked away then back at the guards they lay all dead on their backs. With the way clear he freed his father and escaped to where his family can be at peace He trained every day in the art of combat, he did his best to protect his family. Eventually his mama and papa died of illness, after his family's death Merios left his home city. He travels far in search of a new home. He still hopes one day he can truly be a warrior but right now he hopes to meet more friends on a new found journey of his.
Lol I am staff the owner just hasn't updated the staff list, he will deny you for the same reasons and confirm that I am indeed staff
Last time we accepted bad rpers and we failed, we have to be Strict. For calling me and sb idiots, I don't want to accept any apps you might make unless it's really good.
Honestly, I still welcome him to apply, but it is clear he won't. But you should let up a bit. Ride their ass as much as you like, just... Eh... Just if it is a few small errors, just tell them to improve and blah blah blah...
(here is my modified app, please respond as soon as you read it) IGN: Blockmax11
Age: 12 (but i assure i am very mature)
Role-PlayExp.: i have done many roleplay servers on minecraft and i know all the basic commands like /me .
WhyUs: because i love rp and the assassins creed story line is really inspiring to me
TimeYouCanDedicate: i can be on atleast 3 hours a day.
IC
Name: Merios Philimio
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears:Templars, angered assassins, and fire
Personality: kind, fierce in battle, and likable
Skills: scaling walls and using swords
Nickname(Optional): none
RP Example(AddDialogue): Me: mama where is papa? Juliet: *sigh* son he won't be coming me: huh? Juliet: while you were in the market the guards took him. me: *cries* why? Juliet: he is a business man requested to be brought to the pope to be checked for hersey. me: that's impossible, papa stays true to his religion! Juliet: i know *cries* me: don't worry mama i'll take care of you. Skin(Link, picture, description): Regular assassin white robe, green eyes, and tan trousers.
Backstory(1-2 LONG paragraphs): Merios was obsessedwith swords as a child. He looked up to his father who was a swordsman, knowing he couldn't be a swordsman himself broke his heart. One day Merios returned to his home to a missing father. Using his swordsman skills he revolted and killed many guards. He did his best but still he was outmatched. Then before he was hit with a sword, he heard a bird and when he looked away then back at the guards they lay all dead on their backs. With the way clear he freed his father and escaped to where his family can be at peace. He still hopes one day he can truly be a warrior but right now he hopes to meet more friends on a new found journey of his.
IGN: Gonat0100
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Very little, but I've read through the rules and I'm really genuinely interested.
Why Us: This looks like an incredibly well run and moderated server. I'm looking for a server that has an interesting twist.
Time You Can Dedicate: 5:00-10:00 on weekdays, much more on weekends.
IC
Name: Nathaniel Razzi
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears: Heights >.<
Personality: Cocky, but unable to take most things seriously, (in order to forget fear and anger). Very unlucky.
Skills: Parkour running, bows.
Nickname (Optional): Nat
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Nat: When have things ever gone my way?
Jakob: Never, but it's till going to take more than skill to get in and out of the bank of Roma.
Nat: What, you think 200 guards can catch me once I start running on the roofs and get to the hideout.
Jakob: It's the arrows I'm worried about if you come back here with an arrow in the knee I'm not sure if you'll run again.
Nat: Don't worry so much Jakob, It's bad for your heart, besides, Alex will be covering me. I'm in no trouble I can't get out of.
Guard: You two should move on, I don't abide loitering.
Nat: What ever you say sir...
*Nat and Jakob head over to a market district of the city, Nat grabs an apple off the produce stall and sinks his teeth into it*
Jakob: Well, the market seems to be bustling with activity today.
*Still with a mouthful of apple* Nat: They seem to be headed to the gallows, let's follow.
*They make their way to the center of the district, the gallows towering over the spectators casting a shadow of eminent death upon their shocked faces*
Nat: Heh, serves them right for getting caught.
Jakob: Your callous disregard for human life scares me. These four men face death, and you are amused?
Nat: They are simply assassins, it doesn't matter if they live or die, they failed in their mission, and now are likely glad to die.
Jakob: I don't like assassins any more than you do, but these people are about to die. You don't feel anything about the cruelty before you.
Nat: If I cared for the cruelties of other men I wouldn't be here now.
*Nat, finishing his apple, tosses it behind him and catches a guardsman in the eye*
Guard: Who threw that?!
*Nat snickers, and the guard sees*
Guard: Oh, so you think it's funny eh? Well we'll see if you're laughing with your guts on the pavement!
*The guard draws his sword and rushes, straight into an arrow fired mere seconds before*
Nat: We should go.
Jakob: His name was Antonio. He had a wife.
*Nat grabs Jakob by the shoulder, hauling him away from inspecting the corpse*
Nat: We'll be twice as dead as him if we don't move!
Jakob: Fine, but remember Antonio, and be sad for his widow.
Skin (Link, picture, description): Long haired, male, mainly brown clothing, with a blue eyed, pale face.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): I my childhood, I was very privileged. living in a small town not far outside Rome, I found life grew boring when I got what I wanted, when I wanted. I had money, women, power, and the village (run by my father) I was about to inherit. But when I got to age 16 I left for Rome, saying it was a short trip, I didn't plan to return. I started with very little money, but worked my way up through back channels.
Within those back channels I met my best friend Jakob. He was recently killed, and I will stop at nothing to see that he is avenged. I'm certain it was a guardsman who had a grudge against me, so I enjoy tormenting guards wherever I go. I made a small name before then by robbing as many stores as possible. I began running across rooftops parkour style because of this. I can only do this by frogetting my fear and always looking straight ahead. I like the finesse involved with marksmanship, and so I'm always ready for target practice. I'm not yet extremely well known, but I plan to be.
A*
IGN: Choice127
Age: 14
Role-Play Experience: Quite alot. Can guide others if needed.
Why Us: I've never seen a server based on Assassins Creed. It's unique in it's own way. Rules are agreeable.
Time You Can Dedicate: At least an hour a day.
IC
Name: Elendras
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Fears: Death
Personality: Shady figure, tries to avoid conversation.
Skills: Stealth, thieving
Nickname (Optional): El
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Elendras picks open a door to a shop late into the night and silently sneaks inside.
Merchant: "Hey! Guard! Thief, thief! Help!"
Elendras dashes forward, cupping his hand over the merchant's mouth and sinking his dagger into the side of his neck until his eyes flutter closed.
Elendras: "Shush, now. It'll be okay."
Elendras swipes a bag of gems, then sprints outside and into the shade of a tree.
Skin (Link, picture, description):
Hmm Decent but fix the couple grammar errors in your backstory and make your rp ex a bit longer (maybe more action or talking).
For now denied
Decent but denied.
Make your rp ex a bit longer, we need to be sure people we accept can roleplay. Also maybe add more fears?
Hmm Decent but fix the couple grammar errors in your backstory and make your rp ex a bit longer (maybe more action or talking).
For now denied
Nice try mate, I'm not quite trusting of you. I'll take that from the big boss
I know " nothin' " is not proper grammar but the " ' " is put there for slang. Don't try it.
Last time we accepted bad rpers and we failed, we have to be Strict. For calling me and sb idiots, I don't want to accept any apps you might make unless it's really good.
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Retired StaffDenied,
Backstory and rp example are too short.
You cannot have "No fears".
Check you spelling and grammer over.
And before anybody asks, yes I am staff.
The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality."
IGN: Blockmax11
Age: 12 (but i assure i am very mature)
Role-Play Exp.: i have done many roleplay servers on minecraft and i know all the basic commands like /me .
Why Us: because i love rp and the assassins creed story line is really inspiring to me
Time You Can Dedicate: i can be on atleast 3 hours a day.
IC
Name: Merios Philimio
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Fears:Templars, angered assassins, and fire
Personality: kind, fierce in battle, and likable
Skills: scaling walls and using swords
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Me: mama where is papa?
Juliet: *sigh* son he won't be coming
me: huh?
Juliet: while you were in the market the guards took him.
me: *cries* why?
Juliet: he is a business man requested to be brought to the pope to be checked for hersey.
me: that's impossible, papa stays true to his religion!
Juliet: i know *cries*
me: don't worry mama i'll take care of you.
Skin (Link, picture, description): Regular assassin white robe, green eyes, and tan trousers.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Merios was obsessed with swords as a child. He looked up to his father who was a swordsman, knowing he couldn't be a swordsman himself broke his heart. One day Merios returned to his home to a missing father. Using his swordsman skills he revolted and killed many guards. He did his best but still he was outmatched. Then before he was hit with a sword, he heard a bird and when he looked away then back at the guards they lay all dead on their backs. With the way clear he freed his father and escaped to where his family can be at peace He trained every day in the art of combat, he did his best to protect his family. Eventually his mama and papa died of illness, after his family's death Merios left his home city. He travels far in search of a new home. He still hopes one day he can truly be a warrior but right now he hopes to meet more friends on a new found journey of his.
Honestly, I still welcome him to apply, but it is clear he won't. But you should let up a bit. Ride their ass as much as you like, just... Eh... Just if it is a few small errors, just tell them to improve and blah blah blah...
The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality."
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Backstory is too short.
I have edited the post above
and please see that the app says 1 or 2 long paragraphs, i made 1 long one.
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Retired StaffNo, it says 1-2 LONG paragraphs, that is not long.
He didn't read the rules either.
The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality."
how did i not read the rules?
1-2 means 1 to 2 as in 1 is minimum and 2 is maximum (i dont think theres a maximum but whatever)
Im sorry if thats disrespectful, but im just saying what i think, i will edit the app.
Now I worry I do not have time to do anything." Ezio Auditore