Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): ias25_silver
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When you force RP on someone without giving them time to respond.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using ooc (Out of Character) information when your ingame character hasn’t learned it. EX: making potions without having gone to school.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Is when a person takes on the persona of a fictional character or a real person as if they WERE that person.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: no one
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only when after your RP battle they let themselves die and you claim victory and PvP is only allowed if the other agrees to it beforehand.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In the OOC chat channel that is public, in parentheses, or in private chat.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: An old superstitious people, who prefer a peaceful way to settle a dispute rather than a violent one. They pass information down orally; this is how they keep their community together. They also live a simple life. They have a slightly higher aptitude for magic than a human. They have lived for years in seclusion.
When and how did our current government come to be?: Following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R.(after rising) the Chancellory came to power in 169 A.R.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: Created in 37 A.R. (after rising), they are the protectors of the islands.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net catches fools who fall off the islands but takes all of their mundane items unless they have enough essence to spare their items. Essence (XP) is the less versatile but still useful version of the First Plane’s Mana. It is still however needed for the normal function of the plane.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: none, but I like to act.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: none.
Character Information
Name: Cyril Parker
Age: 17
Class: Ranger
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: (Human) Male, average height (5ft, 8in), well-built and strong, long white hair and blue eyes, has a snow camouflage cloak
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Cyril was a simple farm boy. He had a kind heart and a charisma that would make people follow him to the end of the Earth. He was a smart child intelligent and very handsome. He was top student in his village school and one of the more athletic kids as well. His life at home was a bit dull. His widowed mother had to work the tavern every day to pay for his classes and Cyril had to do field work on the days he didn’t have class. His life at home when he was with his mother was the happiest moment of his life. His mother would listen to all he said and he could confide everything to her. But with everything good comes bad. Cyril also has a dark, brutal, sadistic side to him, that when he went into his rage he couldn’t have cared if he had attacked anyone and severely hurt them. When he was 12 he had a sadistic rage and slapped his mother, causing her to bleed and bruise for a month after. His mother meant everything in the world to him and after hitting her he went into a state of deep thought. From then on he vowed to never let that side of him come out again. So he bought some books on how to control his anger and other evil thoughts and his mother was as proud as ever.
A year later at 13 he went to his mother to ask her why he had been so violent. She then told him of his father, how he was brutally cruel for some reason and was always afraid to turn around. Cyril’s father had died when he was 7 and he never really remembered him. As he left he bumped into a chest which knocked over a stack of letters. While picking them up he came across a very strange letter dated back to the end of the year 188 A.R. In the letter it spoke of his father who was not dead as they had suspected, he was actually alive and well hiding from bounty hunters and the like. The letter also spoke of the reason he was hiding. Cyril’s father was actually one of the most wanted criminals in all of Chancellory. He was wanted for theft, robbery, assault, etc. but the one that interested Cyril the most was the fact that his father, Derrick Parker, had also made an attempt on the kings life. Cyril’s father had been on the run for 2 years when he met Cyril’s mother. Whenever Cyril’s mother wasn’t around he was always fighting a bounty hunter or some assassin who, in some cases literally, wanted his head. Cyril’s mother broke into tears at this information coming to light. Cyril had always had his mom but his dad been gone for so long he couldn’t even remember his face. The man was a mystery to him and he wanted answers.
At this news being brought forth Cyril went into another state of deep thought enthralled in his books of controlling his anger and how to make the right response. At the end of this month of thought he made up his mind. He told his mother of his plan to become an apprentice of a ranger or archer to hunt his father down and demand answers for the whole family. His mother tried to talk him out of his decision but to no avail. Cyril left and received training from a ranger he had found lurking in his village one day. He trained for 3 years honing his archery and tracking skills. After 3 years of training he had become a full fledge ranger and he left his village in search of his father, Derrick Parker, King of the Criminals.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Cyril’s main goal is to find his father and make him answer all of his and his mother’s questions.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Being trained as a ranger he has 100% accuracy when it comes to bow warfare, and he also is strong enough to grapple with someone if need be. With the ranger training he is able to move about without making a sound.
***(Both weakness and strength) When in a sadistic rage he can beat anyone in his path so that they are maimed but he will then turn on anyone else in the surrounding area and attack on them if he isn’t calmed.***
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.) Cyril being skilled with the bow doesn’t know how to handle a sword, axe, or magical tome. During his journey his sadistic side returns and he begins to snap at the mere presence of an insult, and his constant anger makes plenty of enemies for him. He also has not even come in the presence of magic making him extremely vulnerable to it. He is also weak to swords and axes.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): none at the moment.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl. As Cyril walks down the street he sees two men hitting a young woman. *Cyril walks up with his bow strung and an arrow on the string* “Gentlemen!” he states taking the verbal route to make the men leave. “Could you please leave this lovely young lady alone?” At hearing his voice the men turn and laugh. “One o’ those dumb rangers thinking that he can make us leave ‘dis girl alone, well no we need a new maid and she fits da build.” Tightening his grip on his longbow and adding more
seriousness to his voice, “Gentlemen, I kindly advise you to leave this girl alone at once.” At hearing the threat in his voice they both turn, “Lad, we advise YOU to leave before we kill you. You stupid, little twit of a ranger.” Hearing the insult his mind snapped he’d tried the passive approach but now he was angry. “I’ll show you a twit you cowards stepping forward he grabs the first by the throat and kicks out his knee. Screaming, “you damn ranger ye’ broke my knee!” As his accomplish fell to the ground the other stepped forward and swung his axe. Cyril stepped back to avoid the slash and notched an arrow aimed at his attackers chest and he spoke once more, “Now gentlemen as you can see I’ve just brutally maimed your friend will you leave this fine lady alone now?” The one with the now broken leg nodded vigorously but his friend wasn’t so bright. “You frakking ranger wait till I get my hands on you!”
As he stepped forward Cyril moved to the side of him and plunged his arrow held in his hand into the man’s throat. Turning to the girl Cyril begins to help her up, “Are you all right?” The girl gathers enough strength to speak, “Yes, thank you, if you hadn’t have come I’d be cleaning up after those swine.” Cyril annoyed by having to take time out of his day, “Well you should go home and stay safe.” She stands on her toes and kisses him on the cheek, “Thank you sir.” As he watches her walk away a tear slides down his cheek. He mumbles, “At least she has a normal life ahead of her.”
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Cyril looks at the man with a stern expression, “What’s in it for me?” The man whispers in an almost inaudible voice, “Heard you’re looking for da’ man Derrick Parker.” At this Cyril’s ears perk up, “Yes! What can you tell me about him?” Pain is in his voice for his search might come to an end. The man smiles, “Not until you get me my item young man. Here’s enough money to get an airship ride there.” Cyril grabs the money and walks to the nearest dock praying for his search to be over.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Cyril sees the old man and feels pity. Time and time again on his journey he’d felt the pangs of hunger eating out the insides of your stomach. He stops next to the man and pulls out a pork sandwich he’d been keeping for himself. “Take it.” The man eyes the sandwich and looks at Cyril with doubt, “Your pulling my leg isn’t you.” Cyril sensing the doubt in the man’s voice replies, “No sir. I’m giving you this because I’ve known what hungers like and I don’t want you to feel its sting anymore.” Cyril places the sandwich down gives the man some money and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Cyril taking the insult well tries to settle the dispute verbally. “My friend,” He pats the man’s shoulder, “I’m fairly certain that you have never met my mother.” The man not taking the out continues with the insults, “I’ve met your mother you little ranger and she was nice.” He smiles and licks his lips as to insinuate a dirty meaning. Cyril taking offence to this stands up his anger growing. “Sir, I’m fairly certain you’ve never met or seen my mother. So I’m asking you very kindly to shut up.” Well the drunk continues, “Why you so mad ranger boy afraid that your mum may be a filthy……” The man’s voice was ripped from him as Cyril’s hand closes on his throat.
Cyril’s eyes filled with rage and hate look the man in the face and in a voice of unsettling calmness Cyril spoke, “Sir, I will ask you once more to be silent. Do you understand?” The man nods his face now blue from lack of air. Cyril drops him to the floor and kicked the man while he was gasping for air. “Now get outta my sight.” The man crawled quickly away as to not get attacked again.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Cyril sees the necklace and automatically thinks of his mother. “Mom never did have a nice necklace like that,” he whispered. As he followed the woman he blended into the shadows and snow around him. Then the woman suddenly stopped and turned around. Cyril instantly froze, the woman not seeing anything continues walking. Cyril crept close enough to grab the necklace then stopped. What if his mother asked how he got it she’d be heart-broken knowing he’d stolen it for her. Cyril stops and quickly blends into the shadow and walks away.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None at the moment.
Other notes: Enjoy my second application I changed my backstory like kreigger suggested and went in-depth. Enjoy! second times da charm and if skin doesn't show will send a link asap (again)
Deferred:
SplinterZero / ZionSype:
Your ICRs were better. But they need to give a feeling of 'What your character is like'. It should strike out at me. If you are doing multiple options I would expect a lot more detail. But I wish you luck! Remember detail is the key!
Your next defer will be a reject as you would've met 3 defers.
Good luck!
~Jaeden
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When I play Minecraft, it feels like a game... You dont say?
Here it is my application! I added some stuff under "Other Notes" and made some minor changes in the RP History section of the OOC area.
Out of Character Information
IGN: Socfuz
Real-Life Age: 16
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, it’s Socfuz
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Sir, yes, sir!
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: RP'ing something happened without leading up to it with other RP messages so the other person can't respond to it. Example: I punched Sarfu in the stomach. The other player must be allowed to react. Correct example: I swing my fist towards Sarfu's stomach
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge in character, like crafting recipes or brewing recipes.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Pretending to be a made up character and acting out your character's moves, thoughts, and actions.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other player accepts it.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: If you seriously need to ask a question out of game, like: Wait my stuff didn't respawn with me, why? or state something (like incorrect grammar) that won't hinder the RP.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only those who have learned it at the Academy.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen were separated from the rest of the humans in the beginning time. They are a somewhat peaceful and superstitious people.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In 169 A.R. by the Chancellor who formed three advisory positions under him. The three positions are: Master of Blades, Master of Words, Master of Coins. Which I'm guessing means these are the leaders of specific branches like Defense, Schooling/Learning, and Economy
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of people who patrol the skies, in blimps and hot air balloons, to protect the villagers from aerial assaults.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is barrier under the islands that catches people who fall and are transported to the nearest island, however if you don’t have enough Essence (XP), which can be acquired by killing monsters, the Net will only save you and not your items.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Not much, but I do have a great imagination.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: There are RP servers other than this one?!?!
Character Information
Name: Shawn Hallert
Age: 17
Class: Ranger, but I would like to train to become a Engineer.
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description: 5' 11" (5 Foot 11 Inches) 153 Pounds Somewhat muscular arms and legs. Black hair and black eyes. Light tan skin, one large scar on his stomach from a airship crash. He tried to pilot it at 13. (There's a reason for the goggles, keep reading.)
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliché manner.):
Childhood:
Shawn was born in a small village as the son of Robert Hallert, a Ranger for the Order of Aradin, and Esther Hallert, a tavern maid. Shawn was taught everything (his father knew) by his father. Shawn learned how to fire a bow and swing a sword correctly by the age of 8. By the age of 10, due to his father and his friendly nature, Shawn had lot's of friends including a blonde girl with jade green eyes, by the name of Guisella Vanfal, who he secretly loved. Most of his friends went to the Academy, while he stayed home and learned from his father. (His father always hated the Academy.)
The Falling from Grace:
Shawn had everything! A loving mother and father, friends, a good knowledge of the world, a great attitude towards life, and a plenty of money for clothing and food. But that was all about to change, Shawn just turned 13 that fateful day, the day his life would change forever. His father was sent to help escort a royal from another land one day. His father wouldn't be back for three weeks and told Shawn to: "Stay strong and be brave for me." With those final words his dad placed his piloting goggles on Shawn's head and kissed him goodbye. A strange thing since his father loved those goggles. Three weeks later when his father’s ship returned Shawn and his mother waited eagerly for him to step off the ship, but he didn’t! Shawn’s mother asked the crew captain where her husband was, the crew captain just shrugged and said “He was never on my ship, I know that much.” Shawn and his mother returned home awestruck. They were both thinking the same thing, “Where is he?” Soon after “missing person” signs went up for him then went away along with the money from his job. They now had to survive on the small amount of pay and tips from Esther working as a tavern maid. Shawn lost most of his friends except for Guisella, who felt sorry for him.
The Map:
Shawn got a job at the local farm at 16 which brought in some extra money, but still not enough for eating well. One night, when his mother had stayed late at the tavern, Shawn decided to look through his father’s stuff, he found some coins in his dad’s trousers and an old, wrinkled piece of paper. Shawn unraveled it and saw it was a map of one of the islands, he thought it must be a drawing he made when he was younger. But upon closer inspection he noticed he had never seen this island before. Where was this island and is this where his father went? At the bottom of the page were three sets of numbers, numbers he knew to be coordinates. Shawn shoved the piece of paper and coins in his pocket grabbed his stone sword and snuck away to find his father.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To find his father, figure out why he left, and what this strange island has to do with it all.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He has a strong sword swinging arm and a strategic mind (thanks to his father), yet struggles to get hold of a good thought when in tight situations.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): His left arm is weak (so when aiming a bow he's not very good), due to the hot air balloon accident and has a slight limp. His anger can get the better of him, causing him to get into bad situations. He has a short fuse and can snap at the smallest thing. Sometimes he think's he's stronger than he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No only the ones I made up for his story. Maybe someone for Guisella though she probably wouldn't take part in much, so it may not be worth it. I could also play his father or find someone for him, maybe. What do you think?
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl. The girl reminds me of Guisella so I run towards the men. " Hey! Leave her alone!" *Pulls out sword* The one man laughs and swiftly kicks my legs out from under me. My sword fly's off into an alley. Oh yeah? says the bigger man. I lift myself back up and say "It's okay. I don't need it.” *Waves hand at them as if to say "bring it"* The one man lunges forward. I swiftly move to the side and trip the man. The man falls and hit's his head on a stone block and is knocked unconscious. I grab his sword and block the second mans stab. He lunges again. I block, but he punches me square in the face. I stumble back, seeing stars. I hardly get my vision back before the second fist comes. I wake up bleeding from my nose and the girl cleaning a cut on my forehead. That was brave of you to help me. the girl says. "Yeah, brave that's what they call that."
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. “Rewarded how?” I have gold. Says the man as he opens his hand and shows me a dozen gold coins. Here take it and you’ll get more IF you return. He says grinning, shoving the coins towards me. I quickly grab the coins and ask “What must I retrieve?” The man leans forward and whispers in my ear: Ten blocks of obsidian. “Are you crazy? That stuff is nearly impossible to mine. And how could I fend off the monsters while mining it?” Just take this diamond pickaxe and get ten blocks of obsidian, don’t worry about the monsters. He growls. “I’ll need a ship to get there.” Use mine right there, just go or the deals off! He shouts pointing to a hot air balloon. I glance at the ship then look at the gold in my hand, I notice something wrong with the gold. It almost appears to be glowing and…. BREATHING! “No thanks, take it back. Get some other sap to do it for you.” I start to walk away then run as I hear the man hollering: No! Just take the gold! Take it, I don’t need it! Please! PLEASE, TAKE THIS DEMON GOLD OFF MY HANDS!!!
(If you didn’t get that I was insinuating the gold was from the Nether.)
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I toss him a silver coin and give him my ham sandwich. Thank you, young man. he says. I smile and walk on. Suddenly I think to myself he looked familiar, somewhat like my dad. I turn around to say something, but he's gone.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. "Oh, really?" The fellow get's a little too close to my face. She was nice, though, if you know what I mean. he says with rancid breath. I knock him to the ground by hitting him in the head with my mug and leave. I hear the man scrambling to stand up, cussing at me, and the bartender laugh as I close the door.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. The jade green emeralds remind me of Guisella's eyes, perhaps I should get something for her? "Good day, my lady. Say where did you get that necklace?" Oh, my boyfriend got this for me from the jeweler down the street. she answers. I go to the jewelry store and see a similar one to the necklace the lady was wearing which is very expensive. I decide to buy a cheaper, yet similar one for Guisella.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Other notes: I wrote a short story on the airship crash, if you want to read it I’ll post it. Also I may occasionally change his “clothes” for added effect or what not.
I'm pretty sure you were already accepted.. >_>
Is there a reason you've posted another application?
SecretAnime wanted to see it when I came back asking if I was still Whitelisted and he wanted to be sure, also I modified the answers to some RP History questions just cause.
Is there anything else I need to do before I can join the server? I know you accepted me, but is there anything on the forums I have to do?
Accepted:
SplinterZero / ZionSype:
Good work! . Welcome to the Anerian Chronicles. If you have any further questions relating to our server you can ask one of our stuff. If you haven't already joined the forum I would suggest you do so to catch up on the latest news and such. www.aneria.enjin.com
Again. Welcome to the Anerian Chronicles!
~Jaeden
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
12/19/2011
Posts:
52
Minecraft:
MiraMuru
Member Details
Deferred:
BlackAce111- Good! You're getting the idea... but I would enjoy it if you could re-post your ICRs once more. I thought your way of continuing the scene was interesting, but we have these ICRs so that we can see how your character would react to different situations, and how well you can express your characters thoughts/reactions in the situation! If you could try one more time, I'm sure you're going to make it through! (P.S- Write the ICRs up as if you are writing a story about your character. So; *Ronja stands there, staring at the two men with a somewhat agitated expression*. If you don't understand what I mean, or aren't too sure, right them up like you've written them up before.)
SecretAnime wanted to see it when I came back asking if I was still Whitelisted and he wanted to be sure, also I modified the answers to some RP History questions just cause.
Is there anything else I need to do before I can join the server? I know you accepted me, but is there anything on the forums I have to do?
If you've been accepted here, then you're golden. Feel free to get on the server whenever you like, I'm adding your IGN to the whitelist now. Here's the link to our enjin forums: http://aneria.enjin.com/
It's been about the allotted time since i sent in my application give or take an hour. But could someone please check? Not trying to be pushy or annoying sorry if i come of that way just wanna know if i must edit it more.
It's been about the allotted time since i sent in my application give or take an hour. But could someone please check? Not trying to be pushy or annoying sorry if i come of that way just wanna know if i must edit it more.
Sorry that Vanity hasn't gotten to it yet, and you're not being annoying at all. If he doesn't get it by the end of they day, I'll grab it, so just wait a little bit longer, please.
I'd like to apologize for the delay, sorry about that, but first let me say WOW. The quality of this app has grown exponentially and you have improved upon every flaw that was in the previous application. Let me be the first to welcome you to Anerian Chronicles and I look forward to seeing Cyril walking around. I will have you whitelisted very shortly.
-Kriegger
Update: You have been whitelisted. Connect to us at "rp.aneria.us" and be sure to check out aneria.enjin.com for more lore and to interact with our awesome community.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no I don’t, sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the player over-uses a certain power or, forces rp on someone else.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: When the player uses OOC information IC for a personal gain.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When someone takes the form of someone else or pretends to someone other than themselves.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such client sided mods?: NO ONE AT ALL.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when permission is given by the player who will be killed, but first you must have a villain application.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You are only allowed to speak out of character when you enter the OOC chat channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and priests etc. that have graduated from the academy
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen are another name used for the Medori
When and how did our current government come to be?: During the defeat of the Linyera monarchy, at the battle of Raun, at 168 ar.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the knights that are sworn to protect the chancellory, but they have recently disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is under the island, so when you fall off of the island you will be safely transported back up to the island. The net will only carry your supplies if you have essence within you. As a sacrifice to keep your items the net will take away three experience levels.
What previous role-play experience have you had, if any?: a long time ago I joined War storm, a large community RP much like this one. Galphan games was another RP server. Also rainbow community, a Greek mine craft RP server.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left all the previous RP servers stated above simply because I did not have the time to play video games while still keeping on top of school assignments. I have got a bit of a deadline of assignments and homework at the moment so I thought I would start a new character on a new server for fun’s sake.
Character Information
Name: Rayven skaar
Age: 22
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Very muscular, he has more upper body strength because he wield a lot of two handed weapons. Short blonde hair, so it doesn’t get into his eyes while fighting. Very tall (around 9ft) has to bend down a little to fit through some doors. Light blue eyes that are vibrant with colour.
Screen capture of your skin:
I am currently working on the skin, I will post it in an edit of this current app.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Rayven was a very troubled child. From the day he was born his mother and father never paid him any attention. He was the 12th brother born in his family, and was also the tallest. Despite his mother and father never really paying him any attention he was quite a privileged child. At the age of 7 he started getting tutoring with a group of 20 other boys. He only really had one friend in the class, he would constantly protect him from bullies, and his name was Jackson. Although he had never been in a fight he always scared them away with his unnatural height. Rayven and Jackson’s friendship built for the next 3 years. Until one day when a group of older men had mugged Jackson and ripped him bare of his clothing. He only had noticed Jackson like this on his way home, right at the same time as the bullies had noticed him. They came up to him and verbally abused him about his body and began to trip him over repeatedly. This was when Rayven had completely lost it. He felt an amazing rage com over his body as he lunged toward the group of kids. He immediately, because of his size pushed a kid over and repeatedly punched him in the stomach. 2 other kids held back Rayven while the child who he had punched, kicked rayven repeatedly. Jackson then came up behind the kid kicking rayven with a stick he had found and whacked it straight in his face. This bought Rayven just enough time to stand up, grab the stick Jackson had used to hit the bully with and beat the other two kids with it. The three bullies ran away in fear as Rayven and Jackson walked to Jackson’s house briskly to get some clothes. Six years later, after Rayven had finished his tutoring and Jackson was long gone, he decided to start self-training himself to use a sword in his free time. He also picked up a job at a local market, selling and trading goods to other merchants around. By the age of 20, he was well trained with a sword and had learnt a bit about trading. He had also saved up just enough money to buy his own suit of armour. This was quite costly for him, being 9ft and all. The blacksmith he had asked to make it was quite surprised by the size of Rayven and said he would make a good soldier one day. Rayven just stood staring at him and nodded. He then said in a loud voice, “actually I’m going into protection”. The blacksmith smiled at him and went back to work while Rayven walked away. Rayven returned a few days later expecting his armour, the blacksmith handed it over to him, Rayven payed the man and walked off. He then put up posters around the capitol advertising his protection. He didn’t get one response for the next two years and ran quite low on gold he is desperate for work and his current possessions consist of a sword and a suite of armour. That is the tale of Rayven Skaar and how he came to be this current day.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To protect and serve a greater purpose or person than himself, so that he may learn from them and maybe one day, be like them.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Strengths (Both physical and personality): Rayven is very muscular, he also is very tall (Can be a strength / weakness). He doesn't give in to emotional things that easily. He also is strong willed and dedicated to the task.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Rayven is slow, because of his height and size. He cannot move that fast at all. With his height and slowness he can easily be deceived by agile and quick movements.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
no
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Rayven walks up to the first man that is harassing the girl. "What are you doing to her?" *Asks with a stern face, quite expressionless*. The man replies telling him to go away with anger and punches Rayven in the chest. Rayven doesn't respond, and takes the punch. Then punches the man in the face with quite a bit of force. A fight then breaks out as the girl manages to escape.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Rayven looks at the man, towering above him as the man cowers in fear as his face stays as at a stern face. As Rayven replies with a stern "No", the man frowns as he is denied. Rayven then walks away from the man, not caring much for him.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Rayven looks at the man, wondering how he could be so pathetic. Then walks past him, not feeling sympathy for him. He sees other people to come over and help the man but Rayven just lets out a quiet chuckle to himself as he walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Rayven doesn't like the man almost instantly as he opens his mouth. The man laughs at his joke which is directed to Rayven. Rayven just looks over to the man, clearly not amused and hits him across the jaw, attempting to knock him out. Rayven then continues to drink his alcohol.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Rayven watches the lady, neither being pulled in by lust or greed. He nods at the lady as a she passes, showing respect. He then continues to walk, almost instantly forgetting about the lady as he walks off to the tavern.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
hisfriend- There were a few things wrong with your app.
First being, you didn't answer the question: "Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:" Please do so.
Secondly, your character is 9 feet tall. That's just ridiculous, I'm afraid. The tallest height I could see reasonable would be 7 feet at most. (In case you're not familiar with the Imperial system of measurement, 9 feet is 274cm)
Citizen of The Chancellory or a member of The Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description:
Joanna has brown hair, isn't very tall for her age,
acctually a bit small, but not too small. She doesn't
wear a blacksmith's suit because she didn't like it,
thought it was ugly.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or The like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Joanna didn't have the best childhood. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father was a drunkie. One night, her father went out for a drink,
and never returned. The bank took their house, and she was left all by herself. After a while, a man found her on the street. She was crying,
so the man took care of her. He was a fine man, Ashton was his name. He gave her a place to sleep, food, and most of all, he gave her love. Ashton
had enough money and a bit more to take care of them both, as he was the only blacksmith in town. She used to sit and watch him when he was fixing or
creating tools for the men going out to battle. After a while, she learned. They took it step by step, but slowly she learned all the things he knew.
She could help him at work, and life was perfect. She knew how to craft almost everything. The life was going the way it should. After a year of helping
Ashton at work, some people started complaining about a girl being a blacksmith. Ashton screamed and yelled at them, he said that if they didn't like it,
they could bloody well stop coming. Then, the downfall began. A new blacksmith moved into town, and since Ashton had told them to leave, they did.
Everybody left for the new blacksmith, and they didn't have any money. Ashton started giving her all the food, leaving nothing to himself. He wanted her
to live on, and live a good life. Then, the terrible day came. Ashton hadn't tasted food for days, and he was lying on his bed, just waiting to die.
Joanna screamed and shouted at him to eat, that she didn't need it all, they could share. He refused. He didn't eat anything at all. Then, he died.
It happened at night, when Joanna was asleep at a chair next to him with a bread of loaf she had tried to force down his throat in her hand. When she woke up,
he was pale, his eyes wide open, and there was a note on his stomach. She read it, the tears streaming down her face.
"Dear Joanna.
When you read this, i am gone. I want you to move out of this city, and start over.
Go to somewhere a blacksmith is needed, and teach the people there that girls can be blacksmiths.
They will understand, just take it gently. I hid away some money for you to take an airship,
and open a blacksmith wherever you end up. It's behind the teapot, take it, and leave. Don't pay
for a funeral or anything, just leave me here.
Goodbye, Ashton."
The writing was curly and almost unreadable, but she knew what he wanted her to do. She ran downstairs, tears streaming down her face,
took the money from the teapot, also put the note in her pocket. The last memory of Ashton. Then she ran to the the docks. She didn't know where to go, she just knew she wanted to be anywhere else than here.
As long away from Ashton's body as she could come. She took the airship like he wanted her to, having no idea where she was going.
She lucked out. The city she came to, was in sore need of a blacksmith. The current ones were out travelling, and hadn't returned for months.
This is where her adventure begins.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To start a blacksmith and create a new life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
She is very good at crafting and fixing weapons,
also she knows how to craft other things.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Joanna isn't very strong. Someone could easily overcome her small body in a fight.
She isn't very fast either, as she isn't very tall, her legs aren't very long and she gets
tired quickly.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to The topic.):
No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to The situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down The streets of The Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Joanna looks frightened on, not believing how horrible people could be.
She looks around her, trying to find someone that can help the poor girl.
When she see's noone, she walks over. "Please stop.." she says with a shaky voice.
This was a huge step for her as she usually isn't very good with people she doesn't know.
The men laughed. They laughed at her. She had a sword, and she knew how to use it, Ashton taught her.
It was only made out of stone, the iron one was too heavy. She draws the sword and points it to the
men shakily. "P-please stop.." she says, still with the shaky voice. The men laughs even higher, drawing
their own swords. She is now very scared, and just stands there looking at them with her own sword.
"P-p-please.." she mutters out, very frightened. Just then, a man approaches and asks them whats going on.
When he sees the swords pointing at Joanna, he tells her and the other girl to run, and so she does.
She doesn't turn back, but did see a little bit of the three men fighting, and it seemed like her savior
was doing pretty good.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"What's bloodstone?" she says.
"A dangerous island, and i need this item sorely."
"How great is the reward?" she asks him.
The man takes up a bag of gold from his pocket, there were about 10-15 gold in there.
"I'm sorry, i can't risk my life," she says.
The man starts begging her to go, telling her how important this is for him.
"Sorry, no," she says and walks away from the man, feeling bad about herself.
You pass an old man lying on The side of The street, begging for food.
Joanna looks at her last piece of loaf in her hand.
The man looks on the loaf, spit starts falling from his mouth.
She sighs, and rips the bread in too as well as she can.
She gives the bigger part to the man, sighing over her stupidity.
"Now i won't be able to eat properly and Ashton..." she stops at the thought of him.
Then she runs away, tears streaming down her chins, trying to find somewhere to cry in peace.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Joanna was about to leave the tavern, after drinking a bottle of vodka.
She turns.
"What...did you say?"
"Your mother is a hore!" the man replies with a slightly drunk voice.
She tries to keep the anger in, thinking to herself "He doesn't know anything
about your mother Joanna, don't risk your life for this.."
"MY MOTHER DIED FOR ME!" she screams at the man.
The man looks a bit confused, with the vodka in his hand.
"What?"
Joanna hits him in the face and runs out of the tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Joanna stops the woman.
"That...neckless.." she says.
"Yes?" the woman says slightly amused of being stopped.
"It's..it's so pretty.." Joanna says.
The woman starts looking worried. "What about it?" She says.
"My..m-mother used to have one of those.." she says almost starting to cry.
The woman starts walking away, not wanting any drama to deal with.
Do you have any questions about The server or our lore?
Just one, how does aging work on the server?
Other notes:
I still have Tazec, i just want to get this accepted so that i can start RP'ing more the moment he dies.
That's why Joanna won't be seen in the Chancellory until his death. (Which is not planned, no)
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no I don’t, sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes i have read them and agree by them
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the player over-uses a certain power or, forces rp on someone else.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: When the player uses OOC information IC for a personal gain.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When someone takes the form of someone else or pretends to someone other than themselves.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such client sided mods?: NO ONE AT ALL.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when permission is given by the player who will be killed, but first you must have a villain application.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You are only allowed to speak out of character when you enter the OOC chat channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and priests etc. that have graduated from the academy
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen are another name used for the Medori
When and how did our current government come to be?: During the defeat of the Linyera monarchy, at the battle of Raun, at 168 ar.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the knights that are sworn to protect the chancellory, but they have recently disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is under the island, so when you fall off of the island you will be safely transported back up to the island. The net will only carry your supplies if you have essence within you. As a sacrifice to keep your items the net will take away three experience levels.
What previous role-play experience have you had, if any?: a long time ago I joined War storm, a large community RP much like this one. Galphan games was another RP server. Also rainbow community, a Greek mine craft RP server.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left all the previous RP servers stated above simply because I did not have the time to play video games while still keeping on top of school assignments. I have got a bit of a deadline of assignments and homework at the moment so I thought I would start a new character on a new server for fun’s sake.
Character Information
Name: Rayven skaar
Age: 22
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Very muscular, he has more upper body strength because he wield a lot of two handed weapons. Short blonde hair, so it doesn’t get into his eyes while fighting. Very tall (around 7ft) has to bend down a little to fit through some doors. Light blue eyes that are vibrant with colour.
Screen capture of your skin:
I am currently working on the skin, I will post it in an edit of this current app.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Rayven was a very troubled child. From the day he was born his mother and father never paid him any attention. He was the 12th brother born in his family, and was also the tallest. Despite his mother and father never really paying him any attention he was quite a privileged child. At the age of 7 he started getting tutoring with a group of 20 other boys. He only really had one friend in the class, he would constantly protect him from bullies, and his name was Jackson. Although he had never been in a fight he always scared them away with his unnatural height. Rayven and Jackson’s friendship built for the next 3 years. Until one day when a group of older men had mugged Jackson and ripped him bare of his clothing. He only had noticed Jackson like this on his way home, right at the same time as the bullies had noticed him. They came up to him and verbally abused him about his body and began to trip him over repeatedly. This was when Rayven had completely lost it. He felt an amazing rage com over his body as he lunged toward the group of kids. He immediately, because of his size pushed a kid over and repeatedly punched him in the stomach. 2 other kids held back Rayven while the child who he had punched, kicked rayven repeatedly. Jackson then came up behind the kid kicking rayven with a stick he had found and whacked it straight in his face. This bought Rayven just enough time to stand up, grab the stick Jackson had used to hit the bully with and beat the other two kids with it. The three bullies ran away in fear as Rayven and Jackson walked to Jackson’s house briskly to get some clothes. Six years later, after Rayven had finished his tutoring and Jackson was long gone, he decided to start self-training himself to use a sword in his free time. He also picked up a job at a local market, selling and trading goods to other merchants around. By the age of 20, he was well trained with a sword and had learnt a bit about trading. He had also saved up just enough money to buy his own suit of armour. This was quite costly for him, being 7ft and all. The blacksmith he had asked to make it was quite surprised by the size of Rayven and said he would make a good soldier one day. Rayven just stood staring at him and nodded. He then said in a loud voice, “actually I’m going into protection”. The blacksmith smiled at him and went back to work while Rayven walked away. Rayven returned a few days later expecting his armour, the blacksmith handed it over to him, Rayven payed the man and walked off. He then put up posters around the capitol advertising his protection. He didn’t get one response for the next two years and ran quite low on gold he is desperate for work and his current possessions consist of a sword and a suite of armour. That is the tale of Rayven Skaar and how he came to be this current day.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To protect and serve a greater purpose or person than himself, so that he may learn from them and maybe one day, be like them.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Strengths (Both physical and personality): Rayven is very muscular, he also is very tall (Can be a strength / weakness). He doesn't give in to emotional things that easily. He also is strong willed and dedicated to the task.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Rayven is slow, because of his height and size. He cannot move that fast at all. With his height and slowness he can easily be deceived by agile and quick movements.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
no
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Rayven walks up to the first man that is harassing the girl. "What are you doing to her?" *Asks with a stern face, quite expressionless*. The man replies telling him to go away with anger and punches Rayven in the chest. Rayven doesn't respond, and takes the punch. Then punches the man in the face with quite a bit of force. A fight then breaks out as the girl manages to escape.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Rayven looks at the man, towering above him as the man cowers in fear as his face stays as at a stern face. As Rayven replies with a stern "No", the man frowns as he is denied. Rayven then walks away from the man, not caring much for him.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Rayven looks at the man, wondering how he could be so pathetic. Then walks past him, not feeling sympathy for him. He sees other people to come over and help the man but Rayven just lets out a quiet chuckle to himself as he walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Rayven doesn't like the man almost instantly as he opens his mouth. The man laughs at his joke which is directed to Rayven. Rayven just looks over to the man, clearly not amused and hits him across the jaw, attempting to knock him out. Rayven then continues to drink his alcohol.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Rayven watches the lady, neither being pulled in by lust or greed. He nods at the lady as a she passes, showing respect. He then continues to walk, almost instantly forgetting about the lady as he walks off to the tavern.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
IGN: ias25
Real-Life Age: 15
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): ias25_silver
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When you force RP on someone without giving them time to respond.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using ooc (Out of Character) information when your ingame character hasn’t learned it. EX: making potions without having gone to school.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Is when a person takes on the persona of a fictional character or a real person as if they WERE that person.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: no one
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only when after your RP battle they let themselves die and you claim victory and PvP is only allowed if the other agrees to it beforehand.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In the OOC chat channel that is public, in parentheses, or in private chat.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: An old superstitious people, who prefer a peaceful way to settle a dispute rather than a violent one. They pass information down orally; this is how they keep their community together. They also live a simple life. They have a slightly higher aptitude for magic than a human. They have lived for years in seclusion.
When and how did our current government come to be?: Following the defeat of the old Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R.(after rising) the Chancellory came to power in 169 A.R.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: Created in 37 A.R. (after rising), they are the protectors of the islands.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net catches fools who fall off the islands but takes all of their mundane items unless they have enough essence to spare their items. Essence (XP) is the less versatile but still useful version of the First Plane’s Mana. It is still however needed for the normal function of the plane.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: none, but I like to act.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: none.
Character Information
Name: Cyril Parker
Age: 17
Class: Ranger
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: (Human) Male, average height (5ft, 8in), well-built and strong, long white hair and blue eyes, has a snow camouflage cloak
Screen capture of your skin:http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2q0iowj&s=5
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Cyril was a simple farm boy. He had a kind heart and a charisma that would make people follow him to the end of the Earth. He was a smart child intelligent and very handsome. He was top student in his village school and one of the more athletic kids as well. His life at home was a bit dull. His widowed mother had to work the tavern every day to pay for his classes and Cyril had to do field work on the days he didn’t have class. His life at home when he was with his mother was the happiest moment of his life. His mother would listen to all he said and he could confide everything to her. But with everything good comes bad. Cyril also has a dark, brutal, sadistic side to him, that when he went into his rage he couldn’t have cared if he had attacked anyone and severely hurt them. When he was 12 he had a sadistic rage and slapped his mother, causing her to bleed and bruise for a month after. His mother meant everything in the world to him and after hitting her he went into a state of deep thought. From then on he vowed to never let that side of him come out again. So he bought some books on how to control his anger and other evil thoughts and his mother was as proud as ever.
A year later at 13 he went to his mother to ask her why he had been so violent. She then told him of his father, how he was brutally cruel for some reason and was always afraid to turn around. Cyril’s father had died when he was 7 and he never really remembered him. As he left he bumped into a chest which knocked over a stack of letters. While picking them up he came across a very strange letter dated back to the end of the year 188 A.R. In the letter it spoke of his father who was not dead as they had suspected, he was actually alive and well hiding from bounty hunters and the like. The letter also spoke of the reason he was hiding. Cyril’s father was actually one of the most wanted criminals in all of Chancellory. He was wanted for theft, robbery, assault, etc. but the one that interested Cyril the most was the fact that his father, Derrick Parker, had also made an attempt on the kings life. Cyril’s father had been on the run for 2 years when he met Cyril’s mother. Whenever Cyril’s mother wasn’t around he was always fighting a bounty hunter or some assassin who, in some cases literally, wanted his head. Cyril’s mother broke into tears at this information coming to light. Cyril had always had his mom but his dad been gone for so long he couldn’t even remember his face. The man was a mystery to him and he wanted answers.
At this news being brought forth Cyril went into another state of deep thought enthralled in his books of controlling his anger and how to make the right response. At the end of this month of thought he made up his mind. He told his mother of his plan to become an apprentice of a ranger or archer to hunt his father down and demand answers for the whole family. His mother tried to talk him out of his decision but to no avail. Cyril left and received training from a ranger he had found lurking in his village one day. He trained for 3 years honing his archery and tracking skills. After 3 years of training he had become a full fledge ranger and he left his village in search of his father, Derrick Parker, King of the Criminals.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Cyril’s main goal is to find his father and make him answer all of his and his mother’s questions.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Being trained as a ranger he has 100% accuracy when it comes to bow warfare, and he also is strong enough to grapple with someone if need be. With the ranger training he is able to move about without making a sound.
***(Both weakness and strength) When in a sadistic rage he can beat anyone in his path so that they are maimed but he will then turn on anyone else in the surrounding area and attack on them if he isn’t calmed.***
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.) Cyril being skilled with the bow doesn’t know how to handle a sword, axe, or magical tome. During his journey his sadistic side returns and he begins to snap at the mere presence of an insult, and his constant anger makes plenty of enemies for him. He also has not even come in the presence of magic making him extremely vulnerable to it. He is also weak to swords and axes.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): none at the moment.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl. As Cyril walks down the street he sees two men hitting a young woman. *Cyril walks up with his bow strung and an arrow on the string* “Gentlemen!” he states taking the verbal route to make the men leave. “Could you please leave this lovely young lady alone?” At hearing his voice the men turn and laugh. “One o’ those dumb rangers thinking that he can make us leave ‘dis girl alone, well no we need a new maid and she fits da build.” Tightening his grip on his longbow and adding more
seriousness to his voice, “Gentlemen, I kindly advise you to leave this girl alone at once.” At hearing the threat in his voice they both turn, “Lad, we advise YOU to leave before we kill you. You stupid, little twit of a ranger.” Hearing the insult his mind snapped he’d tried the passive approach but now he was angry. “I’ll show you a twit you cowards stepping forward he grabs the first by the throat and kicks out his knee. Screaming, “you damn ranger ye’ broke my knee!” As his accomplish fell to the ground the other stepped forward and swung his axe. Cyril stepped back to avoid the slash and notched an arrow aimed at his attackers chest and he spoke once more, “Now gentlemen as you can see I’ve just brutally maimed your friend will you leave this fine lady alone now?” The one with the now broken leg nodded vigorously but his friend wasn’t so bright. “You frakking ranger wait till I get my hands on you!”
As he stepped forward Cyril moved to the side of him and plunged his arrow held in his hand into the man’s throat. Turning to the girl Cyril begins to help her up, “Are you all right?” The girl gathers enough strength to speak, “Yes, thank you, if you hadn’t have come I’d be cleaning up after those swine.” Cyril annoyed by having to take time out of his day, “Well you should go home and stay safe.” She stands on her toes and kisses him on the cheek, “Thank you sir.” As he watches her walk away a tear slides down his cheek. He mumbles, “At least she has a normal life ahead of her.”
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. Cyril looks at the man with a stern expression, “What’s in it for me?” The man whispers in an almost inaudible voice, “Heard you’re looking for da’ man Derrick Parker.” At this Cyril’s ears perk up, “Yes! What can you tell me about him?” Pain is in his voice for his search might come to an end. The man smiles, “Not until you get me my item young man. Here’s enough money to get an airship ride there.” Cyril grabs the money and walks to the nearest dock praying for his search to be over.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Cyril sees the old man and feels pity. Time and time again on his journey he’d felt the pangs of hunger eating out the insides of your stomach. He stops next to the man and pulls out a pork sandwich he’d been keeping for himself. “Take it.” The man eyes the sandwich and looks at Cyril with doubt, “Your pulling my leg isn’t you.” Cyril sensing the doubt in the man’s voice replies, “No sir. I’m giving you this because I’ve known what hungers like and I don’t want you to feel its sting anymore.” Cyril places the sandwich down gives the man some money and walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Cyril taking the insult well tries to settle the dispute verbally. “My friend,” He pats the man’s shoulder, “I’m fairly certain that you have never met my mother.” The man not taking the out continues with the insults, “I’ve met your mother you little ranger and she was nice.” He smiles and licks his lips as to insinuate a dirty meaning. Cyril taking offence to this stands up his anger growing. “Sir, I’m fairly certain you’ve never met or seen my mother. So I’m asking you very kindly to shut up.” Well the drunk continues, “Why you so mad ranger boy afraid that your mum may be a filthy……” The man’s voice was ripped from him as Cyril’s hand closes on his throat.
Cyril’s eyes filled with rage and hate look the man in the face and in a voice of unsettling calmness Cyril spoke, “Sir, I will ask you once more to be silent. Do you understand?” The man nods his face now blue from lack of air. Cyril drops him to the floor and kicked the man while he was gasping for air. “Now get outta my sight.” The man crawled quickly away as to not get attacked again.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Cyril sees the necklace and automatically thinks of his mother. “Mom never did have a nice necklace like that,” he whispered. As he followed the woman he blended into the shadows and snow around him. Then the woman suddenly stopped and turned around. Cyril instantly froze, the woman not seeing anything continues walking. Cyril crept close enough to grab the necklace then stopped. What if his mother asked how he got it she’d be heart-broken knowing he’d stolen it for her. Cyril stops and quickly blends into the shadow and walks away.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? None at the moment.
Other notes: Enjoy my second application I changed my backstory like kreigger suggested and went in-depth. Enjoy!
SplinterZero / ZionSype:
Your ICRs were better. But they need to give a feeling of 'What your character is like'. It should strike out at me. If you are doing multiple options I would expect a lot more detail. But I wish you luck! Remember detail is the key!
Your next defer will be a reject as you would've met 3 defers.
Good luck!
~Jaeden
Out of Character Information
IGN: Socfuz
Real-Life Age: 16
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes, it’s Socfuz
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Sir, yes, sir!
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: RP'ing something happened without leading up to it with other RP messages so the other person can't respond to it. Example: I punched Sarfu in the stomach. The other player must be allowed to react. Correct example: I swing my fist towards Sarfu's stomach
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge in character, like crafting recipes or brewing recipes.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Pretending to be a made up character and acting out your character's moves, thoughts, and actions.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other player accepts it.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: If you seriously need to ask a question out of game, like: Wait my stuff didn't respawn with me, why? or state something (like incorrect grammar) that won't hinder the RP.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only those who have learned it at the Academy.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen were separated from the rest of the humans in the beginning time. They are a somewhat peaceful and superstitious people.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In 169 A.R. by the Chancellor who formed three advisory positions under him. The three positions are: Master of Blades, Master of Words, Master of Coins. Which I'm guessing means these are the leaders of specific branches like Defense, Schooling/Learning, and Economy
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of people who patrol the skies, in blimps and hot air balloons, to protect the villagers from aerial assaults.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is barrier under the islands that catches people who fall and are transported to the nearest island, however if you don’t have enough Essence (XP), which can be acquired by killing monsters, the Net will only save you and not your items.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Not much, but I do have a great imagination.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: There are RP servers other than this one?!?!
Character Information
Name: Shawn Hallert
Age: 17
Class: Ranger, but I would like to train to become a Engineer.
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellory.
Physical description: 5' 11" (5 Foot 11 Inches) 153 Pounds Somewhat muscular arms and legs. Black hair and black eyes. Light tan skin, one large scar on his stomach from a airship crash. He tried to pilot it at 13. (There's a reason for the goggles, keep reading.)
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliché manner.):
Childhood:
Shawn was born in a small village as the son of Robert Hallert, a Ranger for the Order of Aradin, and Esther Hallert, a tavern maid. Shawn was taught everything (his father knew) by his father. Shawn learned how to fire a bow and swing a sword correctly by the age of 8. By the age of 10, due to his father and his friendly nature, Shawn had lot's of friends including a blonde girl with jade green eyes, by the name of Guisella Vanfal, who he secretly loved. Most of his friends went to the Academy, while he stayed home and learned from his father. (His father always hated the Academy.)
The Falling from Grace:
Shawn had everything! A loving mother and father, friends, a good knowledge of the world, a great attitude towards life, and a plenty of money for clothing and food. But that was all about to change, Shawn just turned 13 that fateful day, the day his life would change forever. His father was sent to help escort a royal from another land one day. His father wouldn't be back for three weeks and told Shawn to: "Stay strong and be brave for me." With those final words his dad placed his piloting goggles on Shawn's head and kissed him goodbye. A strange thing since his father loved those goggles. Three weeks later when his father’s ship returned Shawn and his mother waited eagerly for him to step off the ship, but he didn’t! Shawn’s mother asked the crew captain where her husband was, the crew captain just shrugged and said “He was never on my ship, I know that much.” Shawn and his mother returned home awestruck. They were both thinking the same thing, “Where is he?” Soon after “missing person” signs went up for him then went away along with the money from his job. They now had to survive on the small amount of pay and tips from Esther working as a tavern maid. Shawn lost most of his friends except for Guisella, who felt sorry for him.
The Map:
Shawn got a job at the local farm at 16 which brought in some extra money, but still not enough for eating well. One night, when his mother had stayed late at the tavern, Shawn decided to look through his father’s stuff, he found some coins in his dad’s trousers and an old, wrinkled piece of paper. Shawn unraveled it and saw it was a map of one of the islands, he thought it must be a drawing he made when he was younger. But upon closer inspection he noticed he had never seen this island before. Where was this island and is this where his father went? At the bottom of the page were three sets of numbers, numbers he knew to be coordinates. Shawn shoved the piece of paper and coins in his pocket grabbed his stone sword and snuck away to find his father.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To find his father, figure out why he left, and what this strange island has to do with it all.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He has a strong sword swinging arm and a strategic mind (thanks to his father), yet struggles to get hold of a good thought when in tight situations.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): His left arm is weak (so when aiming a bow he's not very good), due to the hot air balloon accident and has a slight limp. His anger can get the better of him, causing him to get into bad situations. He has a short fuse and can snap at the smallest thing. Sometimes he think's he's stronger than he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): No only the ones I made up for his story. Maybe someone for Guisella though she probably wouldn't take part in much, so it may not be worth it. I could also play his father or find someone for him, maybe. What do you think?
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armored men harassing a young girl. The girl reminds me of Guisella so I run towards the men. " Hey! Leave her alone!" *Pulls out sword* The one man laughs and swiftly kicks my legs out from under me. My sword fly's off into an alley. Oh yeah? says the bigger man. I lift myself back up and say "It's okay. I don't need it.” *Waves hand at them as if to say "bring it"* The one man lunges forward. I swiftly move to the side and trip the man. The man falls and hit's his head on a stone block and is knocked unconscious. I grab his sword and block the second mans stab. He lunges again. I block, but he punches me square in the face. I stumble back, seeing stars. I hardly get my vision back before the second fist comes. I wake up bleeding from my nose and the girl cleaning a cut on my forehead. That was brave of you to help me. the girl says. "Yeah, brave that's what they call that."
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded. “Rewarded how?” I have gold. Says the man as he opens his hand and shows me a dozen gold coins. Here take it and you’ll get more IF you return. He says grinning, shoving the coins towards me. I quickly grab the coins and ask “What must I retrieve?” The man leans forward and whispers in my ear: Ten blocks of obsidian. “Are you crazy? That stuff is nearly impossible to mine. And how could I fend off the monsters while mining it?” Just take this diamond pickaxe and get ten blocks of obsidian, don’t worry about the monsters. He growls. “I’ll need a ship to get there.” Use mine right there, just go or the deals off! He shouts pointing to a hot air balloon. I glance at the ship then look at the gold in my hand, I notice something wrong with the gold. It almost appears to be glowing and…. BREATHING! “No thanks, take it back. Get some other sap to do it for you.” I start to walk away then run as I hear the man hollering: No! Just take the gold! Take it, I don’t need it! Please! PLEASE, TAKE THIS DEMON GOLD OFF MY HANDS!!!
(If you didn’t get that I was insinuating the gold was from the Nether.)
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I toss him a silver coin and give him my ham sandwich. Thank you, young man. he says. I smile and walk on. Suddenly I think to myself he looked familiar, somewhat like my dad. I turn around to say something, but he's gone.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. "Oh, really?" The fellow get's a little too close to my face. She was nice, though, if you know what I mean. he says with rancid breath. I knock him to the ground by hitting him in the head with my mug and leave. I hear the man scrambling to stand up, cussing at me, and the bartender laugh as I close the door.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. The jade green emeralds remind me of Guisella's eyes, perhaps I should get something for her? "Good day, my lady. Say where did you get that necklace?" Oh, my boyfriend got this for me from the jeweler down the street. she answers. I go to the jewelry store and see a similar one to the necklace the lady was wearing which is very expensive. I decide to buy a cheaper, yet similar one for Guisella.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Other notes: I wrote a short story on the airship crash, if you want to read it I’ll post it. Also I may occasionally change his “clothes” for added effect or what not.
I'm pretty sure you were already accepted.. >_>
Is there a reason you've posted another application?
SecretAnime wanted to see it when I came back asking if I was still Whitelisted and he wanted to be sure, also I modified the answers to some RP History questions just cause.
Is there anything else I need to do before I can join the server? I know you accepted me, but is there anything on the forums I have to do?
SplinterZero / ZionSype:
Good work!
Again. Welcome to the Anerian Chronicles!
~Jaeden
BlackAce111- Good! You're getting the idea... but I would enjoy it if you could re-post your ICRs once more. I thought your way of continuing the scene was interesting, but we have these ICRs so that we can see how your character would react to different situations, and how well you can express your characters thoughts/reactions in the situation! If you could try one more time, I'm sure you're going to make it through! (P.S- Write the ICRs up as if you are writing a story about your character. So; *Ronja stands there, staring at the two men with a somewhat agitated expression*. If you don't understand what I mean, or aren't too sure, right them up like you've written them up before.)
If you've been accepted here, then you're golden. Feel free to get on the server whenever you like, I'm adding your IGN to the whitelist now. Here's the link to our enjin forums: http://aneria.enjin.com/
Sorry that Vanity hasn't gotten to it yet, and you're not being annoying at all. If he doesn't get it by the end of they day, I'll grab it, so just wait a little bit longer, please.
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
I'd like to apologize for the delay, sorry about that, but first let me say WOW. The quality of this app has grown exponentially and you have improved upon every flaw that was in the previous application. Let me be the first to welcome you to Anerian Chronicles and I look forward to seeing Cyril walking around. I will have you whitelisted very shortly.
-Kriegger
Update: You have been whitelisted. Connect to us at "rp.aneria.us" and be sure to check out aneria.enjin.com for more lore and to interact with our awesome community.
IGN: hisfriend
Real-Life Age:14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no I don’t, sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the player over-uses a certain power or, forces rp on someone else.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: When the player uses OOC information IC for a personal gain.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When someone takes the form of someone else or pretends to someone other than themselves.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such client sided mods?: NO ONE AT ALL.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when permission is given by the player who will be killed, but first you must have a villain application.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You are only allowed to speak out of character when you enter the OOC chat channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and priests etc. that have graduated from the academy
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen are another name used for the Medori
When and how did our current government come to be?: During the defeat of the Linyera monarchy, at the battle of Raun, at 168 ar.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the knights that are sworn to protect the chancellory, but they have recently disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is under the island, so when you fall off of the island you will be safely transported back up to the island. The net will only carry your supplies if you have essence within you. As a sacrifice to keep your items the net will take away three experience levels.
What previous role-play experience have you had, if any?: a long time ago I joined War storm, a large community RP much like this one. Galphan games was another RP server. Also rainbow community, a Greek mine craft RP server.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left all the previous RP servers stated above simply because I did not have the time to play video games while still keeping on top of school assignments. I have got a bit of a deadline of assignments and homework at the moment so I thought I would start a new character on a new server for fun’s sake.
Character Information
Name: Rayven skaar
Age: 22
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Very muscular, he has more upper body strength because he wield a lot of two handed weapons. Short blonde hair, so it doesn’t get into his eyes while fighting. Very tall (around 9ft) has to bend down a little to fit through some doors. Light blue eyes that are vibrant with colour.
Screen capture of your skin:
I am currently working on the skin, I will post it in an edit of this current app.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Rayven was a very troubled child. From the day he was born his mother and father never paid him any attention. He was the 12th brother born in his family, and was also the tallest. Despite his mother and father never really paying him any attention he was quite a privileged child. At the age of 7 he started getting tutoring with a group of 20 other boys. He only really had one friend in the class, he would constantly protect him from bullies, and his name was Jackson. Although he had never been in a fight he always scared them away with his unnatural height. Rayven and Jackson’s friendship built for the next 3 years. Until one day when a group of older men had mugged Jackson and ripped him bare of his clothing. He only had noticed Jackson like this on his way home, right at the same time as the bullies had noticed him. They came up to him and verbally abused him about his body and began to trip him over repeatedly. This was when Rayven had completely lost it. He felt an amazing rage com over his body as he lunged toward the group of kids. He immediately, because of his size pushed a kid over and repeatedly punched him in the stomach. 2 other kids held back Rayven while the child who he had punched, kicked rayven repeatedly. Jackson then came up behind the kid kicking rayven with a stick he had found and whacked it straight in his face. This bought Rayven just enough time to stand up, grab the stick Jackson had used to hit the bully with and beat the other two kids with it. The three bullies ran away in fear as Rayven and Jackson walked to Jackson’s house briskly to get some clothes. Six years later, after Rayven had finished his tutoring and Jackson was long gone, he decided to start self-training himself to use a sword in his free time. He also picked up a job at a local market, selling and trading goods to other merchants around. By the age of 20, he was well trained with a sword and had learnt a bit about trading. He had also saved up just enough money to buy his own suit of armour. This was quite costly for him, being 9ft and all. The blacksmith he had asked to make it was quite surprised by the size of Rayven and said he would make a good soldier one day. Rayven just stood staring at him and nodded. He then said in a loud voice, “actually I’m going into protection”. The blacksmith smiled at him and went back to work while Rayven walked away. Rayven returned a few days later expecting his armour, the blacksmith handed it over to him, Rayven payed the man and walked off. He then put up posters around the capitol advertising his protection. He didn’t get one response for the next two years and ran quite low on gold he is desperate for work and his current possessions consist of a sword and a suite of armour. That is the tale of Rayven Skaar and how he came to be this current day.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To protect and serve a greater purpose or person than himself, so that he may learn from them and maybe one day, be like them.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Strengths (Both physical and personality): Rayven is very muscular, he also is very tall (Can be a strength / weakness). He doesn't give in to emotional things that easily. He also is strong willed and dedicated to the task.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Rayven is slow, because of his height and size. He cannot move that fast at all. With his height and slowness he can easily be deceived by agile and quick movements.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
no
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Rayven walks up to the first man that is harassing the girl. "What are you doing to her?" *Asks with a stern face, quite expressionless*. The man replies telling him to go away with anger and punches Rayven in the chest. Rayven doesn't respond, and takes the punch. Then punches the man in the face with quite a bit of force. A fight then breaks out as the girl manages to escape.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Rayven looks at the man, towering above him as the man cowers in fear as his face stays as at a stern face. As Rayven replies with a stern "No", the man frowns as he is denied. Rayven then walks away from the man, not caring much for him.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Rayven looks at the man, wondering how he could be so pathetic. Then walks past him, not feeling sympathy for him. He sees other people to come over and help the man but Rayven just lets out a quiet chuckle to himself as he walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Rayven doesn't like the man almost instantly as he opens his mouth. The man laughs at his joke which is directed to Rayven. Rayven just looks over to the man, clearly not amused and hits him across the jaw, attempting to knock him out. Rayven then continues to drink his alcohol.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Rayven watches the lady, neither being pulled in by lust or greed. He nods at the lady as a she passes, showing respect. He then continues to walk, almost instantly forgetting about the lady as he walks off to the tavern.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
Other notes: sasquatch
hisfriend- There were a few things wrong with your app.
First being, you didn't answer the question: "Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:" Please do so.
Secondly, your character is 9 feet tall. That's just ridiculous, I'm afraid. The tallest height I could see reasonable would be 7 feet at most. (In case you're not familiar with the Imperial system of measurement, 9 feet is 274cm)
Fix these two things, and you'll be golden.
http://www.minecraft...h&fromMainBar=1
Character Information
Name:
Joanna
Age:
20
Class:
Craftsman
Citizen of The Chancellory or a member of The Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellory
Physical description:
Joanna has brown hair, isn't very tall for her age,
acctually a bit small, but not too small. She doesn't
wear a blacksmith's suit because she didn't like it,
thought it was ugly.
Screen capture of your skin:
http://www.planetmin...enturer-520670/
minus the ears, my computer is derping so cant screen capture sorry :L
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or The like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Joanna didn't have the best childhood. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father was a drunkie. One night, her father went out for a drink,
and never returned. The bank took their house, and she was left all by herself. After a while, a man found her on the street. She was crying,
so the man took care of her. He was a fine man, Ashton was his name. He gave her a place to sleep, food, and most of all, he gave her love. Ashton
had enough money and a bit more to take care of them both, as he was the only blacksmith in town. She used to sit and watch him when he was fixing or
creating tools for the men going out to battle. After a while, she learned. They took it step by step, but slowly she learned all the things he knew.
She could help him at work, and life was perfect. She knew how to craft almost everything. The life was going the way it should. After a year of helping
Ashton at work, some people started complaining about a girl being a blacksmith. Ashton screamed and yelled at them, he said that if they didn't like it,
they could bloody well stop coming. Then, the downfall began. A new blacksmith moved into town, and since Ashton had told them to leave, they did.
Everybody left for the new blacksmith, and they didn't have any money. Ashton started giving her all the food, leaving nothing to himself. He wanted her
to live on, and live a good life. Then, the terrible day came. Ashton hadn't tasted food for days, and he was lying on his bed, just waiting to die.
Joanna screamed and shouted at him to eat, that she didn't need it all, they could share. He refused. He didn't eat anything at all. Then, he died.
It happened at night, when Joanna was asleep at a chair next to him with a bread of loaf she had tried to force down his throat in her hand. When she woke up,
he was pale, his eyes wide open, and there was a note on his stomach. She read it, the tears streaming down her face.
"Dear Joanna.
When you read this, i am gone. I want you to move out of this city, and start over.
Go to somewhere a blacksmith is needed, and teach the people there that girls can be blacksmiths.
They will understand, just take it gently. I hid away some money for you to take an airship,
and open a blacksmith wherever you end up. It's behind the teapot, take it, and leave. Don't pay
for a funeral or anything, just leave me here.
Goodbye, Ashton."
The writing was curly and almost unreadable, but she knew what he wanted her to do. She ran downstairs, tears streaming down her face,
took the money from the teapot, also put the note in her pocket. The last memory of Ashton. Then she ran to the the docks. She didn't know where to go, she just knew she wanted to be anywhere else than here.
As long away from Ashton's body as she could come. She took the airship like he wanted her to, having no idea where she was going.
She lucked out. The city she came to, was in sore need of a blacksmith. The current ones were out travelling, and hadn't returned for months.
This is where her adventure begins.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To start a blacksmith and create a new life.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
She is very good at crafting and fixing weapons,
also she knows how to craft other things.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):
Joanna isn't very strong. Someone could easily overcome her small body in a fight.
She isn't very fast either, as she isn't very tall, her legs aren't very long and she gets
tired quickly.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to The topic.):
No.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to The situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down The streets of The Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Joanna looks frightened on, not believing how horrible people could be.
She looks around her, trying to find someone that can help the poor girl.
When she see's noone, she walks over. "Please stop.." she says with a shaky voice.
This was a huge step for her as she usually isn't very good with people she doesn't know.
The men laughed. They laughed at her. She had a sword, and she knew how to use it, Ashton taught her.
It was only made out of stone, the iron one was too heavy. She draws the sword and points it to the
men shakily. "P-please stop.." she says, still with the shaky voice. The men laughs even higher, drawing
their own swords. She is now very scared, and just stands there looking at them with her own sword.
"P-p-please.." she mutters out, very frightened. Just then, a man approaches and asks them whats going on.
When he sees the swords pointing at Joanna, he tells her and the other girl to run, and so she does.
She doesn't turn back, but did see a little bit of the three men fighting, and it seemed like her savior
was doing pretty good.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
"What's bloodstone?" she says.
"A dangerous island, and i need this item sorely."
"How great is the reward?" she asks him.
The man takes up a bag of gold from his pocket, there were about 10-15 gold in there.
"I'm sorry, i can't risk my life," she says.
The man starts begging her to go, telling her how important this is for him.
"Sorry, no," she says and walks away from the man, feeling bad about herself.
You pass an old man lying on The side of The street, begging for food.
Joanna looks at her last piece of loaf in her hand.
The man looks on the loaf, spit starts falling from his mouth.
She sighs, and rips the bread in too as well as she can.
She gives the bigger part to the man, sighing over her stupidity.
"Now i won't be able to eat properly and Ashton..." she stops at the thought of him.
Then she runs away, tears streaming down her chins, trying to find somewhere to cry in peace.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Joanna was about to leave the tavern, after drinking a bottle of vodka.
She turns.
"What...did you say?"
"Your mother is a hore!" the man replies with a slightly drunk voice.
She tries to keep the anger in, thinking to herself "He doesn't know anything
about your mother Joanna, don't risk your life for this.."
"MY MOTHER DIED FOR ME!" she screams at the man.
The man looks a bit confused, with the vodka in his hand.
"What?"
Joanna hits him in the face and runs out of the tavern.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Joanna stops the woman.
"That...neckless.." she says.
"Yes?" the woman says slightly amused of being stopped.
"It's..it's so pretty.." Joanna says.
The woman starts looking worried. "What about it?" She says.
"My..m-mother used to have one of those.." she says almost starting to cry.
The woman starts walking away, not wanting any drama to deal with.
Do you have any questions about The server or our lore?
Just one, how does aging work on the server?
Other notes:
I still have Tazec, i just want to get this accepted so that i can start RP'ing more the moment he dies.
That's why Joanna won't be seen in the Chancellory until his death. (Which is not planned, no)
IGN: hisfriend
Real-Life Age:14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): no I don’t, sorry
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: yes i have read them and agree by them
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When the player over-uses a certain power or, forces rp on someone else.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: When the player uses OOC information IC for a personal gain.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When someone takes the form of someone else or pretends to someone other than themselves.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such client sided mods?: NO ONE AT ALL.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: when permission is given by the player who will be killed, but first you must have a villain application.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: You are only allowed to speak out of character when you enter the OOC chat channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages and priests etc. that have graduated from the academy
Who are the Fallen?: The fallen are another name used for the Medori
When and how did our current government come to be?: During the defeat of the Linyera monarchy, at the battle of Raun, at 168 ar.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: They are the knights that are sworn to protect the chancellory, but they have recently disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The net is under the island, so when you fall off of the island you will be safely transported back up to the island. The net will only carry your supplies if you have essence within you. As a sacrifice to keep your items the net will take away three experience levels.
What previous role-play experience have you had, if any?: a long time ago I joined War storm, a large community RP much like this one. Galphan games was another RP server. Also rainbow community, a Greek mine craft RP server.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I left all the previous RP servers stated above simply because I did not have the time to play video games while still keeping on top of school assignments. I have got a bit of a deadline of assignments and homework at the moment so I thought I would start a new character on a new server for fun’s sake.
Character Information
Name: Rayven skaar
Age: 22
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellory or a member of the Medori?: Chancellory
Physical description: Very muscular, he has more upper body strength because he wield a lot of two handed weapons. Short blonde hair, so it doesn’t get into his eyes while fighting. Very tall (around 7ft) has to bend down a little to fit through some doors. Light blue eyes that are vibrant with colour.
Screen capture of your skin:
I am currently working on the skin, I will post it in an edit of this current app.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Rayven was a very troubled child. From the day he was born his mother and father never paid him any attention. He was the 12th brother born in his family, and was also the tallest. Despite his mother and father never really paying him any attention he was quite a privileged child. At the age of 7 he started getting tutoring with a group of 20 other boys. He only really had one friend in the class, he would constantly protect him from bullies, and his name was Jackson. Although he had never been in a fight he always scared them away with his unnatural height. Rayven and Jackson’s friendship built for the next 3 years. Until one day when a group of older men had mugged Jackson and ripped him bare of his clothing. He only had noticed Jackson like this on his way home, right at the same time as the bullies had noticed him. They came up to him and verbally abused him about his body and began to trip him over repeatedly. This was when Rayven had completely lost it. He felt an amazing rage com over his body as he lunged toward the group of kids. He immediately, because of his size pushed a kid over and repeatedly punched him in the stomach. 2 other kids held back Rayven while the child who he had punched, kicked rayven repeatedly. Jackson then came up behind the kid kicking rayven with a stick he had found and whacked it straight in his face. This bought Rayven just enough time to stand up, grab the stick Jackson had used to hit the bully with and beat the other two kids with it. The three bullies ran away in fear as Rayven and Jackson walked to Jackson’s house briskly to get some clothes. Six years later, after Rayven had finished his tutoring and Jackson was long gone, he decided to start self-training himself to use a sword in his free time. He also picked up a job at a local market, selling and trading goods to other merchants around. By the age of 20, he was well trained with a sword and had learnt a bit about trading. He had also saved up just enough money to buy his own suit of armour. This was quite costly for him, being 7ft and all. The blacksmith he had asked to make it was quite surprised by the size of Rayven and said he would make a good soldier one day. Rayven just stood staring at him and nodded. He then said in a loud voice, “actually I’m going into protection”. The blacksmith smiled at him and went back to work while Rayven walked away. Rayven returned a few days later expecting his armour, the blacksmith handed it over to him, Rayven payed the man and walked off. He then put up posters around the capitol advertising his protection. He didn’t get one response for the next two years and ran quite low on gold he is desperate for work and his current possessions consist of a sword and a suite of armour. That is the tale of Rayven Skaar and how he came to be this current day.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To protect and serve a greater purpose or person than himself, so that he may learn from them and maybe one day, be like them.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Strengths (Both physical and personality): Rayven is very muscular, he also is very tall (Can be a strength / weakness). He doesn't give in to emotional things that easily. He also is strong willed and dedicated to the task.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.): Rayven is slow, because of his height and size. He cannot move that fast at all. With his height and slowness he can easily be deceived by agile and quick movements.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):
no
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Rayven walks up to the first man that is harassing the girl. "What are you doing to her?" *Asks with a stern face, quite expressionless*. The man replies telling him to go away with anger and punches Rayven in the chest. Rayven doesn't respond, and takes the punch. Then punches the man in the face with quite a bit of force. A fight then breaks out as the girl manages to escape.
A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.
Rayven looks at the man, towering above him as the man cowers in fear as his face stays as at a stern face. As Rayven replies with a stern "No", the man frowns as he is denied. Rayven then walks away from the man, not caring much for him.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Rayven looks at the man, wondering how he could be so pathetic. Then walks past him, not feeling sympathy for him. He sees other people to come over and help the man but Rayven just lets out a quiet chuckle to himself as he walks away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Rayven doesn't like the man almost instantly as he opens his mouth. The man laughs at his joke which is directed to Rayven. Rayven just looks over to the man, clearly not amused and hits him across the jaw, attempting to knock him out. Rayven then continues to drink his alcohol.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Rayven watches the lady, neither being pulled in by lust or greed. He nods at the lady as a she passes, showing respect. He then continues to walk, almost instantly forgetting about the lady as he walks off to the tavern.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No
Other notes: sasquatch
hope that fixes everything