Deferred:
NitaiPieMan24108:
The application needs improvement.
You told that her parents enforced rules upon her, specifically, don't harm and/or kill. But her father taught her how to use weapons and such, logically, it wouldn't be that way. This isn't a necessary change, but it would just make it a little bit more realistic.
The strengths and weaknesses are VERY unstable.
Your strengths, to me, seem like that she a perfect thief. The weaknesses don't go well with these strengths. Paranoia and a sensitive nose does NOT meet to even out the 'perfection' you have added in your strengths. You will either have to get rid of some of the strengths and/or add stronger weaknesses.
Your ICRs also display a bit of power-game. She seems to be able to resolve every issue with ease, even the armored men, which would be highly unrealistic for a nineteen year old thief. She's a thief, not a extreme fighter who can take on armored men.
Do NOT edit the current application, re-post it in a reply to this thread.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don't have a Skype.
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”?: Making your character powerful beyond reason, or ignoring weaknesses your character should have.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Putting yourself in the shoes of another and interacting through their voice and actions with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If the victim consents fully.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the words are surrounded by parentheses.
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?: People who have gone through the appropriate IC steps and have received approval OOC.
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were separated from the primary group of humans during the Raising. Also known as the Medori.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after the fall of the old monarchy at the Planes of Raul.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights that have fallen out of favor over time, and have been officially disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence?: The Net is the presence that prevents those that fall form the islands from suffering death. Essence is a magical force similar to Mana, but less powerful and versatile.
Who is/was Jensen?: The husband of Aneria, who was responsible for many deaths during his attempt to obtain five artifacts.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: World of Warcraft, The Old Republic, Rift, Guild Wars 2, a handful of Minecraft servers, and tabletop games.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I can't recall the names of those I played on, but the majority shut down over time. A few I was forced to leave because of RL interfering.
Character Information
Name: Ramesy
Age: 26
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Standing at 5'10'', Ramesy possesses a fairly robust, lean build, probably the product of physical exertion. His skin is a light brown, and has a fair amount of scars across it, several of which can be seen on his face. His hair is straight in texture, an earthen brown in color, and medium in length, though it is usually held back in a pony-tail. Along with his hair, he has thick stubble on his face, but not a full beard. Similar to his hair, his irises are a dark, natural brown, though still remain distinguishable from his pupils.
Ramesy's normal garb consists of a fur-lined hide coat that extends to his knees, offering some slight protection to the elements. His boots and gloves are made of thick, brown hides, similar to his coat. His pants, however, are made of a cloth fabric, though have reinforcements in the form of the leather straps and thin metal plates that can be found on his legs, as well as his arms. He usually possesses a sword of some sort, as well as its sheath.
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Biography: Ramesy's birth and childhood was hardly something that could be described as more spectacular than average. Truly, the same could be said for the majority of his life. His parents were craftsmen that sold their wares in the Capital. When he was not being asked to aid them, he would explore the city, climb buildings, interact with other children, and occasionally injure himself while performing a foolhardy feat. He preferred physical activity to academic pursuits, but his parents still made sure he was sufficiently educated. Not that he would use it to its full extent.
By the time he reached his teen years, Ramesy was physically fit and had free time to spare. He spent much of this free time, as well as whatever currency he could muster, on lessons with a sword. The young man grew fond of the concept, and began to train with wooden rods outside of the lessons, as well. His parents still required his aid with their store, however, and he also found it necessary to find a low-paying job on the docks, cleaning up various messes. He still made sure to keep up his lessons, despite it all, and managed to stay sharp with a blade.
As he reached the age of 20 years, and became old enough to truly go his own way, he spent what little money he had on a simple sword, and set out to make use of it, in his confidence. A young man, armed with a cheap sword, heading out on his own for the first time.
From this time comes many stories of scars and embarrassing defeats. However, boasts of victory come, as well, giving some merit to his overconfidence. Since then, he has honed his skills with a sword, though not enough to give him the confidence to do much in the Jensen Incident, in which he largely remained passive. Beyond physical prowess, he has also found a personal philosophy and motive since setting out on his own. He seeks to put this philosophy to the test, and make a name for himself, by utilizing the skills he has acquired over his life.
What is your character’s main goal?: He seeks to constantly improve himself, primarily through swordsmanship. This stands as potentially very violent, as he sees physical combat as his main testing ground.
Strengths: He is, of course, very strong, and fairly skilled with a sword, and potentially any weapon. Fairly jovial and friendly in nature, he hardly makes others dislike him by his mere presence. In addition, Ramesy acts fairly care-free, making him fairly tolerable as an ally or companion.
Weaknesses: Ramesy is not particularly bright, and is not the most educated individual, by far. He lacks knowledge of many things, preferring direct conflict as a primary route. And, while he is fairly friendly, his goals to improve himself leave him fairly violent, by any reasonable assessments. He also possesses a problem with committing too heavily to a cause not his own. Beyond that, Ramesy has the potential to be annoying to certain individuals, nonchalant as he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: None established, though it is possible he may have friends who knew him previously.
In-Character-Responses:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Ramesy pauses for a moment, scratching his chin. After a moment, he steps forward, clearing his throat loudly. "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice how much I want to injure you, good sirs." The man said with a large grin, confusing the pair he confronted. Just as they began to react, Ramesy ripped his sword free of its sheath, sending a wide slash at one man in the same motion. Turning to the other, he delivered a swift kick to his shin, before slicing into his arm heavily. Deeming his work sufficient, he returned his sword to its sheath and hurried off without a word. After all, being arrested for assault is hardly fun, is it?
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Deliberately scratching his chin in thought, looking at the man, Ramesy seems to make a large deal of deciding. "Hm... yes... yes... a very tempting offer, indeed." He says idly, as if trying to consume time. "I'm afraid I'll have to decline, though. I'm not much one for riding airships, and there's hardly anybody to stab on them, now, is there?" He declared at last, walking off without waiting for a reaction, waving as he strode off.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Passing the beggar, Ramesy glances at him with a slight frown, shrugging and tossing a single coin his way. A single coin. Only one. "Apologies, stranger, but I'm not exactly rolling in affluence, either. Good luck, either way." Ramesy states with a shrug, continuing on his way.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I'll have you know everything you said is potentially true, but it still isn't very generous. I'll have you know I'm not opposed to unjustified violence, either. Unless there's somebody of authority here." Ramesy responds, glancing about for a moment. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, he walked towards the man, raising his fist as if about to deliver the punch. However, he instead delivered a heavy headbutt. Two drunken men beating each other up over the concept of an unwholesome woman. Truly, a battle for the ages.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
A fairly pretty necklace, to be sure. Sadly, it would definitely clash with Ramesy's eyes, and that is a crime against dignity that cannot happen. Keep walking, swordsman.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Let me first start off by saying this is certainly one of the best written apps I've reviewed yet. The unfortunate part is you're just under 400 words for the biography and our policy requires you be 400 or more. I know it's a hassle but if you can flesh it out just a little bit more, you'll be on this server in no time. Ramsey seems like a unique character and i'm really curious to see what he does on our server!
I didn't write an irritatingly long backstory, for once. I should see a doctor about that.
Decided to spoiler it to keep from clogging the whole thread up more.
Out of Character Information
IGN: Adebar
Real-Life Age: 21
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don't have a Skype.
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”?: Making your character powerful beyond reason, or ignoring weaknesses your character should have.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Putting yourself in the shoes of another and interacting through their voice and actions with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If the victim consents fully.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the words are surrounded by parentheses.
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?: People who have gone through the appropriate IC steps and have received approval OOC.
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were separated from the primary group of humans during the Raising. Also known as the Medori.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after the fall of the old monarchy at the Planes of Raul.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights that have fallen out of favor over time, and have been officially disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence?: The Net is the presence that prevents those that fall form the islands from suffering death. Essence is a magical force similar to Mana, but less powerful and versatile.
Who is/was Jensen?: The husband of Aneria, who was responsible for many deaths during his attempt to obtain five artifacts.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: World of Warcraft, The Old Republic, Rift, Guild Wars 2, a handful of Minecraft servers, and tabletop games.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I can't recall the names of those I played on, but the majority shut down over time. A few I was forced to leave because of RL interfering.
Character Information
Name: Ramesy
Age: 26
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Standing at 5'10'', Ramesy possesses a fairly robust, lean build, probably the product of physical exertion. His skin is a light brown, and has a fair amount of scars across it, several of which can be seen on his face. His hair is straight in texture, an earthen brown in color, and medium in length, though it is usually held back in a pony-tail. Along with his hair, he has thick stubble on his face, but not a full beard. Similar to his hair, his irises are a dark, natural brown, though still remain distinguishable from his pupils.
Ramesy's normal garb consists of a fur-lined hide coat that extends to his knees, offering some slight protection to the elements. His boots and gloves are made of thick, brown hides, similar to his coat. His pants, however, are made of a cloth fabric, though have reinforcements in the form of the leather straps and thin metal plates that can be found on his legs, as well as his arms. He usually possesses a sword of some sort, as well as its sheath.
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Biography:
Ramesy's birth and childhood was hardly something that could be described as more spectacular than average. Truly, the same could be said for the majority of his life. His parents were craftsmen that sold their wares in the Capital. When he was not being asked to aid them, he would explore the city, climb buildings, interact with other children, and occasionally injure himself while performing a foolhardy feat. He preferred physical activity to academic pursuits, but his parents still made sure he was sufficiently educated. Not that he would use it to its full extent.
By the time he reached his teen years, Ramesy was physically fit and had free time to spare. He spent much of this free time, as well as whatever currency he could muster, on lessons with a sword. The young man grew fond of the concept, and began to train with wooden rods outside of the lessons, as well. His parents still required his aid with their store, however, and he also found it necessary to find a low-paying job on the docks, cleaning up various messes. He still made sure to keep up his lessons, despite it all, and managed to stay sharp with a blade.
As he reached the age of 20 years, and became old enough to truly go his own way, he spent what little money he had on a simple sword, and set out to make use of it, in his confidence. He said farewell to his parents and what friends he had made, including those that gave him his lessons, and left the Capital. A young man, armed with a cheap sword and blind bravery, heading out on his own for the first time.
From this time comes many stories of scars and embarrassing defeats. However, boasts of victory and stories of celebration come, as well, giving some merit to his overconfidence. Since then, he has honed his skills with a sword, though not enough to give him the confidence to do much in the Jensen Incident, in which he largely remained passive, largely out of confusion of the grand scheme of things. Beyond physical prowess, he has also found a personal philosophy and motive since setting out on his own. He seeks to put this philosophy to the test, and make a name for himself, by utilizing the skills he has acquired over his life. And to put it plainly, there are very few ways to make a name for yourself hauling wares and swabbing docks.
So, it falls to the sword.
What is your character’s main goal?: He seeks to constantly improve himself, primarily through swordsmanship. This stands as potentially very violent, as he sees physical combat as his main testing ground.
Strengths: He is, of course, very strong, and fairly skilled with a sword, and potentially any weapon. Fairly jovial and friendly in nature, he hardly makes others dislike him by his mere presence. In addition, Ramesy acts fairly care-free, making him fairly tolerable as an ally or companion.
Weaknesses: Ramesy is not particularly bright, and is not the most educated individual, by far. He lacks knowledge of many things, preferring direct conflict as a primary route. And, while he is fairly friendly, his goals to improve himself leave him fairly violent, by any reasonable assessments. He also possesses a problem with committing too heavily to a cause not his own. Beyond that, Ramesy has the potential to be annoying to certain individuals, nonchalant as he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: None established, though it is possible he may have friends who knew him previously.
In-Character-Responses:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Ramesy pauses for a moment, scratching his chin. After a moment, he steps forward, clearing his throat loudly. "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice how much I want to injure you, good sirs." The man said with a large grin, confusing the pair he confronted. Just as they began to react, Ramesy ripped his sword free of its sheath, sending a wide slash at one man in the same motion. Turning to the other, he delivered a swift kick to his shin, before slicing into his arm heavily. Deeming his work sufficient, he returned his sword to its sheath and hurried off without a word. After all, being arrested for assault is hardly fun, is it?
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Deliberately scratching his chin in thought, looking at the man, Ramesy seems to make a large deal of deciding. "Hm... yes... yes... a very tempting offer, indeed." He says idly, as if trying to consume time. "I'm afraid I'll have to decline, though. I'm not much one for riding airships, and there's hardly anybody to stab on them, now, is there?" He declared at last, walking off without waiting for a reaction, waving as he strode off.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Passing the beggar, Ramesy glances at him with a slight frown, shrugging and tossing a single coin his way. A single coin. Only one. "Apologies, stranger, but I'm not exactly rolling in affluence, either. Good luck, either way." Ramesy states with a shrug, continuing on his way.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I'll have you know everything you said is potentially true, but it still isn't very generous. I'll have you know I'm not opposed to unjustified violence, either. Unless there's somebody of authority here." Ramesy responds, glancing about for a moment. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, he walked towards the man, raising his fist as if about to deliver the punch. However, he instead delivered a heavy headbutt. Two drunken men beating each other up over the concept of an unwholesome woman. Truly, a battle for the ages.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
A fairly pretty necklace, to be sure. Sadly, it would definitely clash with Ramesy's eyes, and that is a crime against dignity that cannot happen. Keep walking, swordsman.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
12/19/2011
Posts:
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Minecraft:
MiraMuru
Member Details
Accepted:
TehAlphaGamer- Welcome to the Anerian chronicles! Thanks for fixing up what I asked you to. (: Hop on the server whenever you like, and make sure you've joined our forums, where you can ask questions and get yourself up to date with things going on and things that have happened! http://aneria.enjin.com/
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
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Posts:
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Minecraft:
MiraMuru
Member Details
Rejected: Jasper151627237- You had mistakes in your OOC part, as well as your IC part. First off- You strengths and weaknesses just clash with each other. You state a few things that don't quite work with a certain part of your application: "-Selena is a great speaker/talker." "-She is kind of agile." "-She isnt a very good fighter, her strength lies in dodging." What you're stating is that Selena is KIND of agile, which means her strength lies in dodging, not fighting. She's also a great speaker/talker. So from this, I would guess that Selena would use her speech instead of her brute force to obtain something she wanted, correct? But in your first ICR she easily takes down a man by dodging his attempts to hurt her. No speaking. Even though you may be good at dodging, you'd have to be somewhat skilled in fighting to know how to defend yourself. Also; She only takes out one of the men. There were two. And seemingly the second man just stood there by the side watching his mate fail to defend himself from a woman, and let her walk away with ease? I'd think he'd do something about it. Plus, the two men were "Heavily armed and armored". I'd think they'd have some armor protecting themselves from weapons.
You also stated Selena would commit some thievery every now and then, from those who wouldn't miss it or who probably couldn't care less about those who needed help the most. Yet in the ICR where she walks past the woman wearing a beautiful necklace, she decides to ignore it. You could assume that a necklace that beautiful is expensive though, and Selena has no idea how the woman got a hold of it. So she shouldn't dismiss it, because the woman hasn't "done anything". If Selena doesn't steal from people who "haven't done anything", then why would she steal from those who seem like they have quite the fortune and wouldn't care if they lost some of it? Just doesn't fit, the way I'm thinking about it.
Just a quick edit: You also said Selena wanted to travel around the lands. Now.. not to alarm you.. but these lands are floating islands. SO you're pretty high up from the start. What I actually want to point out though is that the islands aren't too close to each other; Not really a "Take a little jump and you're on another island" distance. So if you wanted to travel around, you'd have to fly. And you mentioned Selena would never get on a "flying deathtrap". So I don't see Selena travelling around to really fit in, either.
You also had mistakes in your OOC part. Sorry pal, but I just don't see you qualifying.
So, other's get accepted when they correct the biography...but I don't?
Sounds legit.
I can scan trough the forums and collect some more of the "You corrected it so you are accepted" posts if you need me to.
Listen,
I rejected you because you had mistakes in your OOC part as well as your IC part in your application. It just seems like you didn't put too much thought in to applying, and I'm sorry if I was wrong and you actually did, but my decision was made. I reviewed your app multiple times and just didn't see you passing. Please stop arguing here. The other people who "corrected their mistakes and get accepted" are people who only had a few mistakes. You had more. It also varies on who is reviewing your app; This time it was me.
We are fair to all applicants, and I took in to consideration how we usually accept/defer/reject applicants. You fell in the "rejection" area.
Good luck with finding new servers.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
12/27/2010
Posts:
52
Minecraft:
Several accounts
Member Details
Out of Character Information
IGN:
Mystia_lorlei
Real-Life Age:
22
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):
I do not use skype, I tend to avoid chat rooms, or web talk programs
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Copy and Confirmed~
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Powergaming is akin being an action movie hero, you never are harmed, your shots never miss, and your impervious to damage, this is a rough explanation so let us expound upon it, Powergaming consists also of forcing actions of or upon other players, Such as forcing a character to fall down or to be knocked out with your punch, your effectively shutting down roleplay, and instead writing a script not an roleplay scene, power gaming forces the outcome of a certain action or effort usually without fail, tis deplorable.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Metagaming on the other hand is just a horrible and repulsive, metagaming is the act of using information gained outside of your characters ability, e.g. using a OOC discussion IC to gain an unfair advantage or to ruin another roleplayers story arc or scene, This can extend into the realm of suddenly knowing the man your talking to is an infamous criminal wanted in 29 states, even though you literally just stumbled into the man and he is incognito.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?
Roleplaying is akin to acting, one is removing themselves from the character and delving into the depths of said character, your an actor on a stage, per say a large improv show, your simply to react and interact in the manner that your character does, Your character is not you, you fundamentally comprise your character but one must detach themselves so best to enjoy roleplay at its finest~
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
None, Cheating or any action that would grant one an unfair advantage is barred in the rules~
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
At no point in time are you able to /force/ a death on a player, All players must consent to having a character die, but a good roleplayer will be big enough to allow their characters to die, to further story or heighten intensity
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
Normally one is advised against flooding the OOC channel, But if there is an issue, one is allowed to speak OOC, if the speaking must be in local, one must denote OOC chatter with [[ Or something equivalent
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
The Lore is deep and expansive~ a lovely jumping point~ I will happily abide and dwell within such boundries~
Who is allowed to use magic?:
Magic is restricted to classes that train in the art, namely mages and priests and paladin
Who are the Fallen?:
Are a group of beings that dwell on various islands separate from the from the rest of the body of people that comprise the Citizenry, they normally avoid conflict and maintain their history via oral tales passed from generation to generation.
When and how did our current government come to be?:
Chancellery has been in charge since 169 A.R (After Raising), after besting the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun, but due to war and various domestic issue reared their heads, they where forced to withdraw to the Capital city, where most of the population dwells.
Who are the Order of Aradin?:
The Order was founded to protect the people of the Islands from supernatural evils, as a wave of monsters was sweeping the land at the time, it has been defunct for some period of time, but talks are that it may be rechristened and used again.
1 What are the Net and Essence?
Essence is acquired as individuals go about overcoming basic obstacles, such as defeating monsters, mining ores, and cooking food, they accumulate a sort of energy that has come to be known as "Essence". Mages have described Essence as the First Plane's version of Mana
The Net is a barrier of sorts, hovering beneath the Islands, catching foolish individuals that fall. Instead of falling for all eternity, they are instead safely transported back onto the nearest island, safe and sound.
Who is/was Jensen?
An individual calling himself "Jensen" appeared on the islands, pursuing the five "Anerian Artifacts" hidden away in hanging temples beneath five of the main islands. It was believed that if all five artifacts were brought together that the Goddess Aneria could be released and that she would grant a single wish. Jensen turned out to be the reincarnation of Aneria's husband from before the Islands were formed, and he possessed the ability to jump bodies whenever he present host was destroyed. Furthermore, he possessed great magical capabilities. Thus a race was started
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
5 Years on a Futuristic Half Life Inspired Roleplay on Forums
11 Years of Table Top Roleplay including everything from D&D to Warhammer 40,000 Dark Heresy and Deathwatch
3 Years of Roleplay on 3 different Minecraft Roleplay servers
2 Year of Second Life RP
4 Years of Sci Fi RP set in the Fallout Universe, Table top
3 Years of Various Second Life Roleplay Sims
4 years of LARPING
(Note: Some of these time frames overlap ))
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left?
I have played as of now, on countless sims, servers, chatrooms and a plethora of places, even LARPED, I find Roleplay to be a lovely art. Some of the places I have played prior are:
Caelion Chapter 1: I admined here for the duration of the servers life span, but departed after the owner abandoned the server,
Kiwike: Here as well I admined and was the Roleplay specialist for the staff, I departed here after several months due to the server shifting from RP focus, to simple hack and slash survival
Fallout Sins of the Fathers: I admined here and was part of the launch team, I resigned from admining roughly 8 months in, We ran for almost 9 1/2 months before the community detonated in OOC drama and a shortage of donations.
Uthrandir: I roleplayed here off and on for almost a year, I was offered a staffing position several times, but due to poor character regulation and a simply too huge community, I departed just but recently, due to the declining quality of roleplay.
Iron Hearts and Starlit Skies: My most recent foray, I and my partner Epicketchup, founded the server roughly a year ago, but due to a bad launch window, a bad opening staff and lack of funding we had to put the server on hiatus, we are planning a relaunch once our resources are in order, Currently we have a Sim on Second Life on which we are running a side story in the universe. I still check in on said story arc from time to time.
Normally my roles within server staffing is community management and public relations, and image management~
Character Information
Name:
Sigmar Von Otto
Age:
56
Class:
Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description:
A Hulking burly fellow, his body is criss-crossed with scars some running deep, others shallow, his hands are rough and calloused from his years spent in the service of the military or his time aboard various vessels working with or upon skyships. His head is kept shaved intentionally, as to give him a more youthful appearance, since his hair has started to grey, His arms are akin to oak tree trunks, he is a specimen of raw physical power, his face is grizzled and worn, but still holds a sharp and keen look within his eyes. He may be growing older, but he refuses to show signs, he walks with a noticeable limp on his right leg, He is well tanned due to his almost perpetual time spent under the beating sun. He always is seen with a bandanna to keep the sweat from his eyes.
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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.):
Born to a lower class working family in the slums of the Capital, his mother was a seamstress and father a deckhand on a airship. The young lad was raised in the rough and tumble streets under the watchful care of his mother, due to his father working many times months away from home, but upon his fathers home coming there was always a grand celebration in the household, he sought work at the age of 16 at the local ship wright, tending and braiding ropes and lines for the vessels to plod the skies with, his passions and youthful dreams only grew as he aged, his father retired as a deck hand in his later years, and Sigmar readily took care of his aged mother and father, ensuring that his pay went solely to them for home upkeep.
It was roughly at the age of thirty when he was offered a position as a deckhand on a military vessel, with the pay being better then he was getting on smaller commercial ships, he readily agreed, his time spent in the military warship, honed his mind and body to new heights, the vessel ran various gauntlets hunting for pirates and seeing sometimes brutal action, it was during one of these flashpoints that Sigmar's leg was wounded by a boarding grapple, he spent several weeks recovering in the port hospital. After such he resumed private contracts, foregoing military contracts in favor of private charters. The money he recieved during this time, was enough to move his parents from the slums to a better and well to do quaint home in a better part of the city.
But his life again would take a drastic turn when the Jensen Crisis reared its head, at this time he was away on charter plodding the skies in a privateers vessel, only to hear word that the Capital had been nearly razed by the actions of he thought was a mage, His ire and rage only boiled over at the users of magic, His return home was a bitter one, his aged parents had only narrowly escaped from the all consuming blaze and all his work and his livelihood was now but ashes. Broken but resolved, he vowed to rebuild his family fortunes in a new ploy conceived during his travels, he would build vessels and rebuild the families wealth. As such he has been working steadily to regain wealth and find backers that would fund his permit acquisition and that would allow him to lay down the bones of a ship wright that he would build and construct his ships from.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
His ultimate goal is to craft and build airships, and earn his own company seal and forever have his creations cherished for the works of art he dreams them be, he has lived around and worked with them for so long, his own ship wright is a dream that's driven him since childhood, and rebuild his family wealth that was lost during the crisis.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Strong as an Ox: Through constant and unending physical labor and hard work, his body has aptly grown to a size that suits the work he does, he is large and powerful in a physical sense, he takes great pride in his physical prowess. Stubborn: Once his mind is set he will barrel headlong till his goal is reached, he believes what he does and not another soul can convince him otherwise, or it would take nothing less then a act of the goddess to change his mind. Do Unto Others: His life philosophy has been one of treating others with respect that deserve such, He cares not for kings and men who claim to be gods, if they do something worthy of his respect, they are guaranteed it till his dying days With Age Comes Knowledge: Having been around for no less then 56 years, he has seen much, and as such he is always full of musing from his time in the shops, he may appear like a brute, but time has made him a wise man indeed.
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.): Fear of Water: Being that he has traversed the skies for so long, he is terrified of water and all that it entails, drowning is a constant fear of his. Fear of Magic: He carries with him an irrational fear of magic, and to some extent loathes it, He himself holds absolutely zero magic potential, Battle Scarred: During a Boarding action in ages past, his leg was skewed with a boarding grapple, while he did recover his mobility, he never walked correctly and the wound always a weakness to him. Brutish: Due to his large size, and muscular build, he normally forgoes weapons while fighting, relaying on brute strength to overpower his aggressor, While he does avoid conflict the best he can, he is unskilled in swords art, or any combat aside from that of hand to hand.
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.):
Nope~ No Connection what so ever.... Maybe if my Partner joins me here, but she will post and note me as a companion~
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl what do you do?
Sigmar casually strolls down the street munching upon an apple he recently acquired his gruff demeanor keeps most of the trouble causing folks at bay, he pauses as he rounds the corner and spies the men harassing the little lassie, he shifts and watches for but a moment, still munching, before moving past, shaking his head, he leaves them be, disgusted with the state of humanity these days, he didn't have all the sides of the story, perhaps she was a thief or she committed some crime, best to keep walking.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sigmar shifts and rubs his grizzled chin, and raises a meaty hand, his large form pondering the offer "Got ya questions you gotta answer, What type of vessel are ya sailing, where are ya bound and whats in it for me?" He shifts his heavy bulk nodding along as the man explains the fortune, he shifts and raises a hand "Again depends on your vessel and where ya going, I have seen as much of the world as a man can, and I heard that offer countless times before, I'd suggest lookin for a spry youngin who might be of more assistance and 'adventurin spirit' then this old man" He would nod and shift, awaiting the mans response
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food, what do you do?
Sigmar would be casually heading to his appointment with the medica, before noticing the fellow on the side of the road, begging for food, Sigmar would stop, and inspect the food he had packed for his lunch, then at the older man, he would shifts and offer him some of his food, out of the hope that karma would repay him when Sigmar would be just as old on the side of the gutter.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother, what do you do?
Sigmar would be enjoying a quiet evening in the tavern, heartily enjoying the drink he purchased with his wage, upon the drunken fellows approach, Sigmar would roll his eyes and continue to drink, ignoring the gentlemen approach, upon the insult leeved at his now aged mum, he would rise like a titan of raw malice and attempt to throw the man across the tavern, hollering and shouting "My bloody mum was a saint!" to which he would attempt to fuse the mans face with the wooden floor boards, more then likely lashing out at those that attempted to stop him.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Sigmar spots a lovely necklace on a pretty dame as he takes his evening stroll, he would simply carry on by, in his mind he would muse "Now that's a lovely bit of neck wear I reckon... wonder where she got it from..." He would chuckle heartily and carry on his merry way, simply enjoying the coolness of dusk and soon to be nightfall
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Indeed, Its never explicitly stated what time age and equipment is open for use within the Lore, there are mentions of swords and armor, but not of muskets and guns, are they available for use? Or are we strictly fantasy? Or do we have a touch of steam punk?~ ((Obviously nothing over the top like robots computers ect, but muskets, cannons ect~))
Second are there only /humans/? in this world, are there no other races, The two nations described are fairly vague if there are other races or beings aside from humans....
Accepted:
Mystia_lorlei:
A truly amazing application in my eyes. Hands down, one of the best applications I have reviewed.
Everything fits perfectly and the character seems well thought out, strong in both strengths and weaknesses.
I can't wait to do roleplay with you!
You can sign up on our forums at www.aneria.enjin.com For news updates, general things and just to say hi! But I will answer your questions now. I'm no Loremaster, so for a full depth answer you may have to ask one of our Loremasters for that information, but I will explain to the best of my knowledge.
We do indeed have a touch of steampunk, such as redstone, airships, general knowledge along those lines. Although we do not use guns or muskets, we have crossbows and such. But no guns or muskets, etc. We do have TNT though. I'm not really sure about cannons though, I'm quite positive we have those.
Humans (Medori and Chancellory) were the only known race(s). Though there are plans and such for further races to be implemented I think. But you can find a lot more knowledge about this stuff from Loremasters, just ask around the forum and such.
Sorry I couldn't answer that thoroughly. Not the most knowledgeable in the side of races 'n stuff.
But if you have anymore questions feel free to ask around the forums, both staff and players are always here for you to ask!
-Jaeden
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don’t use skype. My parents don’t want me to talk to other people.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have read them all and they seem very simple to follow and understand.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: Forcing an action upon at player and not letting them respond.
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: Using out of character information to your advantage and applying it to how your character reacts in roleplay.
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: To create a character and act as if you were the character by making decisions and saying things that the character would say.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Of course not, that is against the rules.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they agree to it in roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use double parentheses, speak in the out of character chat or use commands like /tell.
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?: The only people who can use Magic are the ones who have been trained to do so. For example, mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: The group of humans isolated from the other ‘common’ humans. They are also known as the Medori and are old, superstitious people who lead simple lives.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after 169 A.R., following the defeat of the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group brought into creation around 37 A.R., to protect the people from the supernatural evils going on at the time. However, their order is now disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that saves living things from falling off the island. Essence is something that can be gained by doing tasks such as cooking or smelting or even monster hunting. With enough essence, a person could keep their things if they were to fall off the island.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an individual who appeared on the islands who pursued the five Anerian Artifacts in hope to bring the artifacts together and get a single wish from the Goddess Aneria.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: No, I have not. This is my first server that I’ve applied to.
Character Information
Name: Leo Jacobs
Age: 16
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description: Leo is a dark-skinned fellow. He has deep brown eyes, along with black hair. He has dark green pants, and a white t-shirt. He wears black gloves, stands 6’3, and weighs nearly over 200 pounds.
Screen capture of your skin: My friend is making the skin for me. He hasn't finished yet and it'll take some time but not long.
Biography: Leo Jacobs was born in a small village, on a moderate sized island. His family owned a farm, which was where he was born and raised. Leo’s mother died right after giving birth to the child, and his father had died some time while Leo’s mother was pregnant. Leo was taken under his uncle’s wing, who treated Leo as if Leo was one of his own. Leo’s uncle taught Leo how to farm, in order for them to pay bills and get basic necessities to live. Leo’s life was a very dull one. Repeating the same process everyday. Planting, harvesting, then resting. This process repeated for many years. A simple life, that it was. His life was the same for several years, up into the age of 11. Leo had been working in the farms, a normal day, at least that’s what he thought. As he pulled the crops from the ground, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something fall. As Leo began to get up and investigate, he cautiously made his way over to the spot. I love you bae. His eyes went wide, along with his mouth going dry. In front of him, his uncle laid. Leo rushed to his uncle’s side. Putting a finger to his uncle’s wrist, he searched for a pulse. It was faint, but ultimately there. Leo sighed in relief, but got up and searched for medical help. As the doctors of the village arrived, they told Leo tragic news. His uncle had fallen into a coma. The causes were unknown, but it most likely had something to do with his uncle’s heart condition. As Leo was left alone on the farm, he decided he would learn how to be more independent. He went into the main part of the village, with the goal of becoming a swordsman. Approaching the guards barrack, he demanded they let him join. Laughing, they all simply told the young boy to scramble off. Angered by this, Leo began to yell at them in anger. Just before Leo moved onto more physical fighting, a hand set itself on Leo’s head. He felt a sudden calming feeling surge inside of him. Turning around, her stared up at a tall man. This man’s name was Lucas. Lucas was a bladesman, and decided to take Leo under his wing and teach him. After Lucas had found out the child no more family, he felt bad, and taught Leo. He spent 4 years with Lucas, learning the art of the sword. After Lucas felt like Leo was ready, he told Leo to explore the world and experience the wonders of it. Leo then took off and began to venture and hope for the best and make many friends on the way. Leo’s journey begins in the Capital. What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Leo’s goal is to become a master of the blade and hopefully one day become rich and have a family.
Strengths: Leo is moderately fit after working many years on the farm and training under Lucas.
Weaknesses: Leo is a very impulsive person. He always acts before his mind can even process what he just did. Leo is also not very intelligent for he was born a peasant and did not receive proper education.
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.):
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Leo is calmly strolling down the street enjoying the beautiful weather of the day. He takes in a great breath of air and exhales in pure peace. Leo was in his true peace, until he heard a loud screech. Leo was stunned by the sudden change of mood. He turned to the direction of the scene. He notices two large, enormous men picking on an innocent girl who looks to be in her teens. Leo is torn whether to assist the young lady or walk away. Leo mumbles to himself, “I need to help her. But… they seem to be soldiers. I can’t fight them. I’d either get us both killed or send myself behind bars. *pause* I must leave.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why? “Hey.. you! Out there in the cold. Can you come to me?” whispered a mysterious, shady man to Leo. “What do you want from me?” replied Leo as he scanned the mysterious being. “Hey kid. Do you want to be rich?” Leo remained quiet trying to figure out if this man was to be trusted. “Everyone wants to be rich. Why even ask such a question when the answer is quite obvious.” “Look, kid, do you want to make some money or not? I have a job that has a high reward. We could use any one that we can get our hands on. What do you say?” “How long will this journey take and how can i trust you? You might be some dirty pirate or thief!” “You don’t have to trust me, you can go ahead and live your stupid life.. or you could join me, take the risk and become rich.” “As much as I don’t want to believe you, I could use some money. I’m in.” The man stood up and gestured to follow him. He then opened a hatch that he was sitting on and jumped inside. Leo took a final breath of fresh air and descended into the darkness.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. On Leo’s trip back from the market he noticed a poor man. The man was sleeping on an old ragged blanket. The gullible Leo kneeled down and pulled the blanket to cover his body neck down. Leo then placed an apple by his hand and patted the poor man on his back. Leo stood up and proceeded to walk away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Leo walks into a tavern and orders a drink. He sits relaxed at his table while a bunch of drunken hooligans are up to no good. There were 4 men in total who seemed as though they had too much to drink. The wasted fellows start insulting anyone who would give them attention. No one stood up to the out of control men. The largest man of the group, who seemed to be the leader, began to call out Leo. “aye bet yor moder was notin but a fookin ****, ladie!” said the big, intimidating man. Leo was slightly shocked by the fellow’s insult. He was so shocked he even made a slight chuckle. “wot arr yo giglin aboht you?” “Oh, nothing. I’ll be leaving now. I hope you gentlemen have a nice day!” replied Leo in a calm fashion. “Yea! u bettar ruhn, lassie!” said the man as they continued their rampage. Leo on the other hand alerted the local guardsman and walked away.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Leo is on his way to the local tavern when he notices a large, shining jewel bedazzling above a woman’s breasts. He was absolutely astonished by how large the actual object was. He was absolutely amazed by the size of the woman’s cleavage. He couldn’t stop staring until the shining jeweled necklace reflected light into his eye. The size of the jewel’s outshone anything he has ever seen before. They were absolutely marvelous. Leo could only stare for he knew he could never afford something so valuable. Leo was astounded but also somewhat saddened.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Accepted:
NitaiPieMan24108:
I'm glad that you fixed the changes. Although the weaknesses did still seem a bit 'meh', I'll let it pass. Remember though, she isn't the perfect thief. But anyway, ask an admin in-game to change your class and name. You already know the website so it's all good. c:
Deferred:
BROSTAR42036069 / PVDV412:
There were multiple things wrong, but they can easily be fixed.
The definitions (Powergaming, metagaming and roleplaying) were quite bland and simple. If you could add some more detail in to show that you do know what they are, would be great.
You do NEED a skin before I can accept you, try and submit your next application once you have a skin.
The height and weight seem a bit unrealistic / unreasonable for a 16 year old, just tone them down a little.
The biography also seems a bit bland and straight forward to me, if you could add some more detail and expression about Leo to it, would make it a lot better.
And lastly, some more detail in the strengths and weaknesses, explain them a little more. You could add some more strengths, but remember to equal it out with weaknesses!
~Jaeden
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When I play Minecraft, it feels like a game... You dont say?
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don’t use skype. My parents don’t want me to talk to other people.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have read them all and they seem very simple to follow and understand.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: Powergaming is where you act as thought you are invincible and force actions upon others that do not agree to it. For example, “John sliced Pablo’s neck open with one instant slice!” (Of course if Pablo did not agree to his head being severed).
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: Using out of character information that you would not normally receive in character to your advantage and applying it to how your character reacts in roleplay. For example, OOC: Haha you guys r stupid im in da tree. IC: Pablo suddenly notices Carlos in a nearby tree and shoots at him with an arrow.”
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: Roleplaying is taking on the role of a certain individual. You act and speak according to how their character would normally act and speak. You are the character, you are him and you act as him.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Of course not, that is against the rules.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they agree to it in roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use double parentheses, speak in the out of character chat or use commands like /tell.
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?: The only people who can use Magic are the ones who have been trained to do so. For example, mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: The group of humans isolated from the other ‘common’ humans. They are also known as the Medori and are old, superstitious people who lead simple lives.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after 169 A.R., following the defeat of the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group brought into creation around 37 A.R., to protect the people from the supernatural evils going on at the time. However, their order is now disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that saves living things from falling off the island. Essence is something that can be gained by doing tasks such as cooking or smelting or even monster hunting. With enough essence, a person could keep their things if they were to fall off the island.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an individual who appeared on the islands who pursued the five Anerian Artifacts in hope to bring the artifacts together and get a single wish from the Goddess Aneria.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: No, I have not. This is my first server that I’ve applied to.
Character Information
Name: Leo Jacobs
Age: 18
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description: Leo is a dark-skinned fellow. He has deep brown eyes, along with black hair. He has dark green pants, and a white t-shirt. He wears black gloves, stands 5’11 and he weighs nearly over 190 pounds.
Leo Jacobs was born in a small village, on a moderate sized island. His family owned a farm, which was where he was born and raised. Leo’s mother died right after giving birth to the child, and his father had died some time while Leo’s mother was pregnant. Leo was taken under his uncle’s wing, who treated Leo as if Leo was one of his own. Leo’s uncle taught Leo how to farm, in order for them to pay bills and get basic necessities to live. Leo’s life was a very dull one. Repeating the same process everyday. Planting, harvesting, then resting. This process repeated for many years. A simple life, that it was. His life was the same for several years, up into the age of 11. Leo had been working in the farms, a normal day, at least that’s what he thought. As he pulled the crops from the ground, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something fall. As Leo began to get up and investigate, he cautiously made his way over to the spot. His eyes went wide, along with his mouth going dry. In front of him, his uncle laid. Leo rushed to his uncle’s side. Putting a finger to his uncle’s wrist, he searched for a pulse. It was faint, but ultimately there. “Uncle!? Uncle!? Oh no oh no oh no oh no!” repeated Leo as he was frantically trying to figure out what happened. “UNCLE PLEASE! DON’T LEAVE ME!” yelled Leo as he bawled on his uncle’s chest. “don’t do this to me. uncle please. what am i going to do…” whispered Leo. The local townspeople heard his cries of desperation and brought the help the uncle needed. As the doctors of the village arrived, they told Leo tragic news. His uncle had fallen into a coma. The causes were unknown, but it most likely had something to do with his uncle’s heart condition. As Leo was left alone on the farm, he decided he would learn how to be more independent. He went into the main part of the village, with the goal of becoming a swordsman. Approaching the guards barrack, he demanded they let him join. Laughing, they all simply told the young boy to scramble off. Angered by this, Leo began to yell at them in anger. Just before Leo moved onto more physical fighting, a hand set itself on Leo’s head. He felt a sudden calming feeling surge inside of him. Turning around, he stared up at a tall man. “Who.. are you?” asked Leo. “I am Lucas.” responded the man. “I will take you as my apprentice.” said Lucas as he motioned him to come. Lucas was a bladesman, and decided to take Leo under his wing and teach him. After Lucas had found out the child no more family, he felt bad, and taught Leo. He spent 4 years with Lucas, learning the art of the sword. After Lucas felt like Leo was ready, he told Leo to explore the world and experience the wonders of it. “Am I ready, sir?” asked Leo. “That is not my decision, Leo, it is up to you. That is your decision to make. Not mine” said Lucas as he gave him a reassuring smile and nod. “Thank you, sir. Thank you for everything you have done.” Leo then took off and began to venture and hope for the best and make many friends on the way. Leo’s journey begins in the Capital. What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Leo’s goal is to become a master of the blade and hopefully one day become rich and have a family.
Strengths: Leo has a very strong upper body and strong thighs after working many years on the farm and training under Lucas. Leo is skilled at fighting with heavy weapons and has a high amount of stamina. Due to his experience with heavy labor, he is durable and sometimes doesn't feel things that might be painful to others. Despite his poor decision making, he can prove to be a kindhearted person once you get to know him.
Weaknesses: Leo is a very impulsive person. He always acts before his mind can even process what he just did. Leo is also not very intelligent for he was born a peasant and did not receive proper education. But Leo is also very greedy. He does almost anything for money. Except a math test. When it comes to combat, he is not the most agile fighter in the world due to his large size and choice of weapon.
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.):
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Leo is calmly strolling down the street enjoying the beautiful weather of the day. He takes in a great breath of air and exhales in pure peace. Leo was in his true peace, until he heard a loud screech. Leo was stunned by the sudden change of mood. He turned to the direction of the scene. He notices two large, enormous men picking on an innocent girl who looks to be in her teens. Leo is torn whether to assist the young lady or walk away. Leo mumbles to himself, “I need to help her. But… they seem to be soldiers. I can’t fight them. I’d either get us both killed or send myself behind bars. *pause* I must leave.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why? “Hey.. you! Out there in the cold. Can you come to me?” whispered a mysterious, shady man to Leo. “What do you want from me?” replied Leo as he scanned the mysterious being. “Hey kid. Do you want to be rich?” Leo remained quiet trying to figure out if this man was to be trusted. “Everyone wants to be rich. Why even ask such a question when the answer is quite obvious.” “Look, kid, do you want to make some money or not? I have a job that has a high reward. We could use any one that we can get our hands on. What do you say?” “How long will this journey take and how can i trust you? You might be some dirty pirate or thief!” “You don’t have to trust me, you can go ahead and live your stupid life.. or you could join me, take the risk and become rich.” “As much as I don’t want to believe you, I could use some money. I’m in.” The man stood up and gestured to follow him. He then opened a hatch that he was sitting on and jumped inside. Leo took a final breath of fresh air and descended into the darkness.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. On Leo’s trip back from the market he noticed a poor man. The man was sleeping on an old ragged blanket. The gullible Leo kneeled down and pulled the blanket to cover his body neck down. Leo then placed an apple by his hand and patted the poor man on his back. Leo stood up and proceeded to walk away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Leo walks into a tavern and orders a drink. He sits relaxed at his table while a bunch of drunken hooligans are up to no good. There were 4 men in total who seemed as though they had too much to drink. The wasted fellows start insulting anyone who would give them attention. No one stood up to the out of control men. The largest man of the group, who seemed to be the leader, began to call out Leo. “aye bet yor moder was notin but a fookin ****, ladie!” said the big, intimidating man. Leo was slightly shocked by the fellow’s insult. He was so shocked he even made a slight chuckle. “wot arr yo giglin aboht you?” “Oh, nothing. I’ll be leaving now. I hope you gentlemen have a nice day!” replied Leo in a calm fashion. “Yea! u bettar ruhn, lassie!” said the man as they continued their rampage. Leo on the other hand alerted the local guardsman and walked away.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Leo is on his way to the local tavern when he notices a large, shining jewel bedazzling above a woman’s breasts. He was absolutely astonished by how large the actual object was. He couldn’t stop staring until the shining jeweled necklace reflected light into his eye. The size of the jewel’s outshone anything he has ever seen before. They were absolutely marvelous. Leo could only stare for he knew he could never afford something so valuable. Leo was astounded but also somewhat saddened.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Accepted:
PVDV412:
Much better, welcome to the Anerian Chronicles. Visit our website for news and updates, www.aneria.enjin.com. You should be whitelisted soon. Welcome!
~Jaeden
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When I play Minecraft, it feels like a game... You dont say?
Hey guys. This ISN'T ploopys (if you even remember him) on this account anymore. He let me use it because he's lost interest in pretty much gaming in general (with the exception of GTA V :P). But that's not why I wanted to post this. The reason I wanted to post this before posting an actual application is because I want to know if it's possible to have a character that's mute/dumb? If so, could I start with a book for me to write in to talk to people or would I just act out hand signs.
NitaiPieMan24108:
The application needs improvement.
You told that her parents enforced rules upon her, specifically, don't harm and/or kill. But her father taught her how to use weapons and such, logically, it wouldn't be that way. This isn't a necessary change, but it would just make it a little bit more realistic.
The strengths and weaknesses are VERY unstable.
Your strengths, to me, seem like that she a perfect thief. The weaknesses don't go well with these strengths. Paranoia and a sensitive nose does NOT meet to even out the 'perfection' you have added in your strengths. You will either have to get rid of some of the strengths and/or add stronger weaknesses.
Your ICRs also display a bit of power-game. She seems to be able to resolve every issue with ease, even the armored men, which would be highly unrealistic for a nineteen year old thief. She's a thief, not a extreme fighter who can take on armored men.
Do NOT edit the current application, re-post it in a reply to this thread.
IGN: Adebar
Real-Life Age: 21
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don't have a Skype.
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”?: Making your character powerful beyond reason, or ignoring weaknesses your character should have.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Putting yourself in the shoes of another and interacting through their voice and actions with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If the victim consents fully.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the words are surrounded by parentheses.
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?: People who have gone through the appropriate IC steps and have received approval OOC.
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were separated from the primary group of humans during the Raising. Also known as the Medori.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after the fall of the old monarchy at the Planes of Raul.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights that have fallen out of favor over time, and have been officially disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence?: The Net is the presence that prevents those that fall form the islands from suffering death. Essence is a magical force similar to Mana, but less powerful and versatile.
Who is/was Jensen?: The husband of Aneria, who was responsible for many deaths during his attempt to obtain five artifacts.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: World of Warcraft, The Old Republic, Rift, Guild Wars 2, a handful of Minecraft servers, and tabletop games.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I can't recall the names of those I played on, but the majority shut down over time. A few I was forced to leave because of RL interfering.
Character Information
Name: Ramesy
Age: 26
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Standing at 5'10'', Ramesy possesses a fairly robust, lean build, probably the product of physical exertion. His skin is a light brown, and has a fair amount of scars across it, several of which can be seen on his face. His hair is straight in texture, an earthen brown in color, and medium in length, though it is usually held back in a pony-tail. Along with his hair, he has thick stubble on his face, but not a full beard. Similar to his hair, his irises are a dark, natural brown, though still remain distinguishable from his pupils.
Ramesy's normal garb consists of a fur-lined hide coat that extends to his knees, offering some slight protection to the elements. His boots and gloves are made of thick, brown hides, similar to his coat. His pants, however, are made of a cloth fabric, though have reinforcements in the form of the leather straps and thin metal plates that can be found on his legs, as well as his arms. He usually possesses a sword of some sort, as well as its sheath.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography: Ramesy's birth and childhood was hardly something that could be described as more spectacular than average. Truly, the same could be said for the majority of his life. His parents were craftsmen that sold their wares in the Capital. When he was not being asked to aid them, he would explore the city, climb buildings, interact with other children, and occasionally injure himself while performing a foolhardy feat. He preferred physical activity to academic pursuits, but his parents still made sure he was sufficiently educated. Not that he would use it to its full extent.
By the time he reached his teen years, Ramesy was physically fit and had free time to spare. He spent much of this free time, as well as whatever currency he could muster, on lessons with a sword. The young man grew fond of the concept, and began to train with wooden rods outside of the lessons, as well. His parents still required his aid with their store, however, and he also found it necessary to find a low-paying job on the docks, cleaning up various messes. He still made sure to keep up his lessons, despite it all, and managed to stay sharp with a blade.
As he reached the age of 20 years, and became old enough to truly go his own way, he spent what little money he had on a simple sword, and set out to make use of it, in his confidence. A young man, armed with a cheap sword, heading out on his own for the first time.
From this time comes many stories of scars and embarrassing defeats. However, boasts of victory come, as well, giving some merit to his overconfidence. Since then, he has honed his skills with a sword, though not enough to give him the confidence to do much in the Jensen Incident, in which he largely remained passive. Beyond physical prowess, he has also found a personal philosophy and motive since setting out on his own. He seeks to put this philosophy to the test, and make a name for himself, by utilizing the skills he has acquired over his life.
What is your character’s main goal?: He seeks to constantly improve himself, primarily through swordsmanship. This stands as potentially very violent, as he sees physical combat as his main testing ground.
Strengths: He is, of course, very strong, and fairly skilled with a sword, and potentially any weapon. Fairly jovial and friendly in nature, he hardly makes others dislike him by his mere presence. In addition, Ramesy acts fairly care-free, making him fairly tolerable as an ally or companion.
Weaknesses: Ramesy is not particularly bright, and is not the most educated individual, by far. He lacks knowledge of many things, preferring direct conflict as a primary route. And, while he is fairly friendly, his goals to improve himself leave him fairly violent, by any reasonable assessments. He also possesses a problem with committing too heavily to a cause not his own. Beyond that, Ramesy has the potential to be annoying to certain individuals, nonchalant as he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: None established, though it is possible he may have friends who knew him previously.
In-Character-Responses:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Ramesy pauses for a moment, scratching his chin. After a moment, he steps forward, clearing his throat loudly. "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice how much I want to injure you, good sirs." The man said with a large grin, confusing the pair he confronted. Just as they began to react, Ramesy ripped his sword free of its sheath, sending a wide slash at one man in the same motion. Turning to the other, he delivered a swift kick to his shin, before slicing into his arm heavily. Deeming his work sufficient, he returned his sword to its sheath and hurried off without a word. After all, being arrested for assault is hardly fun, is it?
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Deliberately scratching his chin in thought, looking at the man, Ramesy seems to make a large deal of deciding. "Hm... yes... yes... a very tempting offer, indeed." He says idly, as if trying to consume time. "I'm afraid I'll have to decline, though. I'm not much one for riding airships, and there's hardly anybody to stab on them, now, is there?" He declared at last, walking off without waiting for a reaction, waving as he strode off.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Passing the beggar, Ramesy glances at him with a slight frown, shrugging and tossing a single coin his way. A single coin. Only one. "Apologies, stranger, but I'm not exactly rolling in affluence, either. Good luck, either way." Ramesy states with a shrug, continuing on his way.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I'll have you know everything you said is potentially true, but it still isn't very generous. I'll have you know I'm not opposed to unjustified violence, either. Unless there's somebody of authority here." Ramesy responds, glancing about for a moment. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, he walked towards the man, raising his fist as if about to deliver the punch. However, he instead delivered a heavy headbutt. Two drunken men beating each other up over the concept of an unwholesome woman. Truly, a battle for the ages.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
A fairly pretty necklace, to be sure. Sadly, it would definitely clash with Ramesy's eyes, and that is a crime against dignity that cannot happen. Keep walking, swordsman.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
What version is the server updated to?
Other notes:
Let me first start off by saying this is certainly one of the best written apps I've reviewed yet. The unfortunate part is you're just under 400 words for the biography and our policy requires you be 400 or more. I know it's a hassle but if you can flesh it out just a little bit more, you'll be on this server in no time. Ramsey seems like a unique character and i'm really curious to see what he does on our server!
Decided to spoiler it to keep from clogging the whole thread up more.
Out of Character Information
IGN: Adebar
Real-Life Age: 21
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don't have a Skype.
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”?: Making your character powerful beyond reason, or ignoring weaknesses your character should have.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Putting yourself in the shoes of another and interacting through their voice and actions with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If the victim consents fully.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When the words are surrounded by parentheses.
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?: People who have gone through the appropriate IC steps and have received approval OOC.
Who are the Fallen?: A group of people that were separated from the primary group of humans during the Raising. Also known as the Medori.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after the fall of the old monarchy at the Planes of Raul.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights that have fallen out of favor over time, and have been officially disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence?: The Net is the presence that prevents those that fall form the islands from suffering death. Essence is a magical force similar to Mana, but less powerful and versatile.
Who is/was Jensen?: The husband of Aneria, who was responsible for many deaths during his attempt to obtain five artifacts.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: World of Warcraft, The Old Republic, Rift, Guild Wars 2, a handful of Minecraft servers, and tabletop games.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I can't recall the names of those I played on, but the majority shut down over time. A few I was forced to leave because of RL interfering.
Character Information
Name: Ramesy
Age: 26
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: Standing at 5'10'', Ramesy possesses a fairly robust, lean build, probably the product of physical exertion. His skin is a light brown, and has a fair amount of scars across it, several of which can be seen on his face. His hair is straight in texture, an earthen brown in color, and medium in length, though it is usually held back in a pony-tail. Along with his hair, he has thick stubble on his face, but not a full beard. Similar to his hair, his irises are a dark, natural brown, though still remain distinguishable from his pupils.
Ramesy's normal garb consists of a fur-lined hide coat that extends to his knees, offering some slight protection to the elements. His boots and gloves are made of thick, brown hides, similar to his coat. His pants, however, are made of a cloth fabric, though have reinforcements in the form of the leather straps and thin metal plates that can be found on his legs, as well as his arms. He usually possesses a sword of some sort, as well as its sheath.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography:
Ramesy's birth and childhood was hardly something that could be described as more spectacular than average. Truly, the same could be said for the majority of his life. His parents were craftsmen that sold their wares in the Capital. When he was not being asked to aid them, he would explore the city, climb buildings, interact with other children, and occasionally injure himself while performing a foolhardy feat. He preferred physical activity to academic pursuits, but his parents still made sure he was sufficiently educated. Not that he would use it to its full extent.
By the time he reached his teen years, Ramesy was physically fit and had free time to spare. He spent much of this free time, as well as whatever currency he could muster, on lessons with a sword. The young man grew fond of the concept, and began to train with wooden rods outside of the lessons, as well. His parents still required his aid with their store, however, and he also found it necessary to find a low-paying job on the docks, cleaning up various messes. He still made sure to keep up his lessons, despite it all, and managed to stay sharp with a blade.
As he reached the age of 20 years, and became old enough to truly go his own way, he spent what little money he had on a simple sword, and set out to make use of it, in his confidence. He said farewell to his parents and what friends he had made, including those that gave him his lessons, and left the Capital. A young man, armed with a cheap sword and blind bravery, heading out on his own for the first time.
From this time comes many stories of scars and embarrassing defeats. However, boasts of victory and stories of celebration come, as well, giving some merit to his overconfidence. Since then, he has honed his skills with a sword, though not enough to give him the confidence to do much in the Jensen Incident, in which he largely remained passive, largely out of confusion of the grand scheme of things. Beyond physical prowess, he has also found a personal philosophy and motive since setting out on his own. He seeks to put this philosophy to the test, and make a name for himself, by utilizing the skills he has acquired over his life. And to put it plainly, there are very few ways to make a name for yourself hauling wares and swabbing docks.
So, it falls to the sword.
What is your character’s main goal?: He seeks to constantly improve himself, primarily through swordsmanship. This stands as potentially very violent, as he sees physical combat as his main testing ground.
Strengths: He is, of course, very strong, and fairly skilled with a sword, and potentially any weapon. Fairly jovial and friendly in nature, he hardly makes others dislike him by his mere presence. In addition, Ramesy acts fairly care-free, making him fairly tolerable as an ally or companion.
Weaknesses: Ramesy is not particularly bright, and is not the most educated individual, by far. He lacks knowledge of many things, preferring direct conflict as a primary route. And, while he is fairly friendly, his goals to improve himself leave him fairly violent, by any reasonable assessments. He also possesses a problem with committing too heavily to a cause not his own. Beyond that, Ramesy has the potential to be annoying to certain individuals, nonchalant as he is.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: None established, though it is possible he may have friends who knew him previously.
In-Character-Responses:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Ramesy pauses for a moment, scratching his chin. After a moment, he steps forward, clearing his throat loudly. "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice how much I want to injure you, good sirs." The man said with a large grin, confusing the pair he confronted. Just as they began to react, Ramesy ripped his sword free of its sheath, sending a wide slash at one man in the same motion. Turning to the other, he delivered a swift kick to his shin, before slicing into his arm heavily. Deeming his work sufficient, he returned his sword to its sheath and hurried off without a word. After all, being arrested for assault is hardly fun, is it?
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Deliberately scratching his chin in thought, looking at the man, Ramesy seems to make a large deal of deciding. "Hm... yes... yes... a very tempting offer, indeed." He says idly, as if trying to consume time. "I'm afraid I'll have to decline, though. I'm not much one for riding airships, and there's hardly anybody to stab on them, now, is there?" He declared at last, walking off without waiting for a reaction, waving as he strode off.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Passing the beggar, Ramesy glances at him with a slight frown, shrugging and tossing a single coin his way. A single coin. Only one. "Apologies, stranger, but I'm not exactly rolling in affluence, either. Good luck, either way." Ramesy states with a shrug, continuing on his way.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
"I'll have you know everything you said is potentially true, but it still isn't very generous. I'll have you know I'm not opposed to unjustified violence, either. Unless there's somebody of authority here." Ramesy responds, glancing about for a moment. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, he walked towards the man, raising his fist as if about to deliver the punch. However, he instead delivered a heavy headbutt. Two drunken men beating each other up over the concept of an unwholesome woman. Truly, a battle for the ages.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
A fairly pretty necklace, to be sure. Sadly, it would definitely clash with Ramesy's eyes, and that is a crime against dignity that cannot happen. Keep walking, swordsman.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
What version is the server updated to?
Other notes:
1.5.2, to answer your question. I think it is soon to be updated though.
Also! You play WoW, +1 from me. :]
TehAlphaGamer- Welcome to the Anerian chronicles! Thanks for fixing up what I asked you to. (: Hop on the server whenever you like, and make sure you've joined our forums, where you can ask questions and get yourself up to date with things going on and things that have happened! http://aneria.enjin.com/
Jasper151627237- You had mistakes in your OOC part, as well as your IC part. First off- You strengths and weaknesses just clash with each other. You state a few things that don't quite work with a certain part of your application:
"-Selena is a great speaker/talker."
"-She is kind of agile."
"-She isnt a very good fighter, her strength lies in dodging."
What you're stating is that Selena is KIND of agile, which means her strength lies in dodging, not fighting. She's also a great speaker/talker. So from this, I would guess that Selena would use her speech instead of her brute force to obtain something she wanted, correct? But in your first ICR she easily takes down a man by dodging his attempts to hurt her. No speaking. Even though you may be good at dodging, you'd have to be somewhat skilled in fighting to know how to defend yourself. Also; She only takes out one of the men. There were two. And seemingly the second man just stood there by the side watching his mate fail to defend himself from a woman, and let her walk away with ease? I'd think he'd do something about it. Plus, the two men were "Heavily armed and armored". I'd think they'd have some armor protecting themselves from weapons.
You also stated Selena would commit some thievery every now and then, from those who wouldn't miss it or who probably couldn't care less about those who needed help the most. Yet in the ICR where she walks past the woman wearing a beautiful necklace, she decides to ignore it. You could assume that a necklace that beautiful is expensive though, and Selena has no idea how the woman got a hold of it. So she shouldn't dismiss it, because the woman hasn't "done anything". If Selena doesn't steal from people who "haven't done anything", then why would she steal from those who seem like they have quite the fortune and wouldn't care if they lost some of it? Just doesn't fit, the way I'm thinking about it.
Just a quick edit: You also said Selena wanted to travel around the lands. Now.. not to alarm you.. but these lands are floating islands. SO you're pretty high up from the start. What I actually want to point out though is that the islands aren't too close to each other; Not really a "Take a little jump and you're on another island" distance. So if you wanted to travel around, you'd have to fly. And you mentioned Selena would never get on a "flying deathtrap". So I don't see Selena travelling around to really fit in, either.
You also had mistakes in your OOC part. Sorry pal, but I just don't see you qualifying.
You corrected the biography and are all set. Welcome to Anerian Chronicles!
Sorry, bud, but rejection means you cannot apply again. Your app will not be looked at by anyone, and we all wish you luck in finding a new server,
I'm a man of few words and many voices.
Listen,
I rejected you because you had mistakes in your OOC part as well as your IC part in your application. It just seems like you didn't put too much thought in to applying, and I'm sorry if I was wrong and you actually did, but my decision was made. I reviewed your app multiple times and just didn't see you passing. Please stop arguing here. The other people who "corrected their mistakes and get accepted" are people who only had a few mistakes. You had more. It also varies on who is reviewing your app; This time it was me.
We are fair to all applicants, and I took in to consideration how we usually accept/defer/reject applicants. You fell in the "rejection" area.
Good luck with finding new servers.
IGN:
Mystia_lorlei
Real-Life Age:
22
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):
I do not use skype, I tend to avoid chat rooms, or web talk programs
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Copy and Confirmed~
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Powergaming is akin being an action movie hero, you never are harmed, your shots never miss, and your impervious to damage, this is a rough explanation so let us expound upon it, Powergaming consists also of forcing actions of or upon other players, Such as forcing a character to fall down or to be knocked out with your punch, your effectively shutting down roleplay, and instead writing a script not an roleplay scene, power gaming forces the outcome of a certain action or effort usually without fail, tis deplorable.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Metagaming on the other hand is just a horrible and repulsive, metagaming is the act of using information gained outside of your characters ability, e.g. using a OOC discussion IC to gain an unfair advantage or to ruin another roleplayers story arc or scene, This can extend into the realm of suddenly knowing the man your talking to is an infamous criminal wanted in 29 states, even though you literally just stumbled into the man and he is incognito.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?
Roleplaying is akin to acting, one is removing themselves from the character and delving into the depths of said character, your an actor on a stage, per say a large improv show, your simply to react and interact in the manner that your character does, Your character is not you, you fundamentally comprise your character but one must detach themselves so best to enjoy roleplay at its finest~
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
None, Cheating or any action that would grant one an unfair advantage is barred in the rules~
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
At no point in time are you able to /force/ a death on a player, All players must consent to having a character die, but a good roleplayer will be big enough to allow their characters to die, to further story or heighten intensity
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
Normally one is advised against flooding the OOC channel, But if there is an issue, one is allowed to speak OOC, if the speaking must be in local, one must denote OOC chatter with [[ Or something equivalent
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
The Lore is deep and expansive~ a lovely jumping point~ I will happily abide and dwell within such boundries~
Who is allowed to use magic?:
Magic is restricted to classes that train in the art, namely mages and priests and paladin
Who are the Fallen?:
Are a group of beings that dwell on various islands separate from the from the rest of the body of people that comprise the Citizenry, they normally avoid conflict and maintain their history via oral tales passed from generation to generation.
When and how did our current government come to be?:
Chancellery has been in charge since 169 A.R (After Raising), after besting the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun, but due to war and various domestic issue reared their heads, they where forced to withdraw to the Capital city, where most of the population dwells.
Who are the Order of Aradin?:
The Order was founded to protect the people of the Islands from supernatural evils, as a wave of monsters was sweeping the land at the time, it has been defunct for some period of time, but talks are that it may be rechristened and used again.
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What are the Net and Essence?
Essence is acquired as individuals go about overcoming basic obstacles, such as defeating monsters, mining ores, and cooking food, they accumulate a sort of energy that has come to be known as "Essence". Mages have described Essence as the First Plane's version of Mana
The Net is a barrier of sorts, hovering beneath the Islands, catching foolish individuals that fall. Instead of falling for all eternity, they are instead safely transported back onto the nearest island, safe and sound.
Who is/was Jensen?
An individual calling himself "Jensen" appeared on the islands, pursuing the five "Anerian Artifacts" hidden away in hanging temples beneath five of the main islands. It was believed that if all five artifacts were brought together that the Goddess Aneria could be released and that she would grant a single wish. Jensen turned out to be the reincarnation of Aneria's husband from before the Islands were formed, and he possessed the ability to jump bodies whenever he present host was destroyed. Furthermore, he possessed great magical capabilities. Thus a race was started
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
5 Years on a Futuristic Half Life Inspired Roleplay on Forums
11 Years of Table Top Roleplay including everything from D&D to Warhammer 40,000 Dark Heresy and Deathwatch
3 Years of Roleplay on 3 different Minecraft Roleplay servers
2 Year of Second Life RP
4 Years of Sci Fi RP set in the Fallout Universe, Table top
3 Years of Various Second Life Roleplay Sims
4 years of LARPING
(Note: Some of these time frames overlap ))
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left?
I have played as of now, on countless sims, servers, chatrooms and a plethora of places, even LARPED, I find Roleplay to be a lovely art. Some of the places I have played prior are:
Caelion Chapter 1: I admined here for the duration of the servers life span, but departed after the owner abandoned the server,
Kiwike: Here as well I admined and was the Roleplay specialist for the staff, I departed here after several months due to the server shifting from RP focus, to simple hack and slash survival
Fallout Sins of the Fathers: I admined here and was part of the launch team, I resigned from admining roughly 8 months in, We ran for almost 9 1/2 months before the community detonated in OOC drama and a shortage of donations.
Uthrandir: I roleplayed here off and on for almost a year, I was offered a staffing position several times, but due to poor character regulation and a simply too huge community, I departed just but recently, due to the declining quality of roleplay.
Iron Hearts and Starlit Skies: My most recent foray, I and my partner Epicketchup, founded the server roughly a year ago, but due to a bad launch window, a bad opening staff and lack of funding we had to put the server on hiatus, we are planning a relaunch once our resources are in order, Currently we have a Sim on Second Life on which we are running a side story in the universe. I still check in on said story arc from time to time.
Normally my roles within server staffing is community management and public relations, and image management~
Character Information
Name:
Sigmar Von Otto
Age:
56
Class:
Laborer
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?:
Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description:
A Hulking burly fellow, his body is criss-crossed with scars some running deep, others shallow, his hands are rough and calloused from his years spent in the service of the military or his time aboard various vessels working with or upon skyships. His head is kept shaved intentionally, as to give him a more youthful appearance, since his hair has started to grey, His arms are akin to oak tree trunks, he is a specimen of raw physical power, his face is grizzled and worn, but still holds a sharp and keen look within his eyes. He may be growing older, but he refuses to show signs, he walks with a noticeable limp on his right leg, He is well tanned due to his almost perpetual time spent under the beating sun. He always is seen with a bandanna to keep the sweat from his eyes.
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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.):
Born to a lower class working family in the slums of the Capital, his mother was a seamstress and father a deckhand on a airship. The young lad was raised in the rough and tumble streets under the watchful care of his mother, due to his father working many times months away from home, but upon his fathers home coming there was always a grand celebration in the household, he sought work at the age of 16 at the local ship wright, tending and braiding ropes and lines for the vessels to plod the skies with, his passions and youthful dreams only grew as he aged, his father retired as a deck hand in his later years, and Sigmar readily took care of his aged mother and father, ensuring that his pay went solely to them for home upkeep.
It was roughly at the age of thirty when he was offered a position as a deckhand on a military vessel, with the pay being better then he was getting on smaller commercial ships, he readily agreed, his time spent in the military warship, honed his mind and body to new heights, the vessel ran various gauntlets hunting for pirates and seeing sometimes brutal action, it was during one of these flashpoints that Sigmar's leg was wounded by a boarding grapple, he spent several weeks recovering in the port hospital. After such he resumed private contracts, foregoing military contracts in favor of private charters. The money he recieved during this time, was enough to move his parents from the slums to a better and well to do quaint home in a better part of the city.
But his life again would take a drastic turn when the Jensen Crisis reared its head, at this time he was away on charter plodding the skies in a privateers vessel, only to hear word that the Capital had been nearly razed by the actions of he thought was a mage, His ire and rage only boiled over at the users of magic, His return home was a bitter one, his aged parents had only narrowly escaped from the all consuming blaze and all his work and his livelihood was now but ashes. Broken but resolved, he vowed to rebuild his family fortunes in a new ploy conceived during his travels, he would build vessels and rebuild the families wealth. As such he has been working steadily to regain wealth and find backers that would fund his permit acquisition and that would allow him to lay down the bones of a ship wright that he would build and construct his ships from.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
His ultimate goal is to craft and build airships, and earn his own company seal and forever have his creations cherished for the works of art he dreams them be, he has lived around and worked with them for so long, his own ship wright is a dream that's driven him since childhood, and rebuild his family wealth that was lost during the crisis.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Strong as an Ox: Through constant and unending physical labor and hard work, his body has aptly grown to a size that suits the work he does, he is large and powerful in a physical sense, he takes great pride in his physical prowess.
Stubborn: Once his mind is set he will barrel headlong till his goal is reached, he believes what he does and not another soul can convince him otherwise, or it would take nothing less then a act of the goddess to change his mind.
Do Unto Others: His life philosophy has been one of treating others with respect that deserve such, He cares not for kings and men who claim to be gods, if they do something worthy of his respect, they are guaranteed it till his dying days
With Age Comes Knowledge: Having been around for no less then 56 years, he has seen much, and as such he is always full of musing from his time in the shops, he may appear like a brute, but time has made him a wise man indeed.
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.):
Fear of Water: Being that he has traversed the skies for so long, he is terrified of water and all that it entails, drowning is a constant fear of his.
Fear of Magic: He carries with him an irrational fear of magic, and to some extent loathes it, He himself holds absolutely zero magic potential,
Battle Scarred: During a Boarding action in ages past, his leg was skewed with a boarding grapple, while he did recover his mobility, he never walked correctly and the wound always a weakness to him.
Brutish: Due to his large size, and muscular build, he normally forgoes weapons while fighting, relaying on brute strength to overpower his aggressor, While he does avoid conflict the best he can, he is unskilled in swords art, or any combat aside from that of hand to hand.
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.):
Nope~ No Connection what so ever.... Maybe if my Partner joins me here, but she will post and note me as a companion~
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl what do you do?
Sigmar casually strolls down the street munching upon an apple he recently acquired his gruff demeanor keeps most of the trouble causing folks at bay, he pauses as he rounds the corner and spies the men harassing the little lassie, he shifts and watches for but a moment, still munching, before moving past, shaking his head, he leaves them be, disgusted with the state of humanity these days, he didn't have all the sides of the story, perhaps she was a thief or she committed some crime, best to keep walking.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sigmar shifts and rubs his grizzled chin, and raises a meaty hand, his large form pondering the offer "Got ya questions you gotta answer, What type of vessel are ya sailing, where are ya bound and whats in it for me?" He shifts his heavy bulk nodding along as the man explains the fortune, he shifts and raises a hand "Again depends on your vessel and where ya going, I have seen as much of the world as a man can, and I heard that offer countless times before, I'd suggest lookin for a spry youngin who might be of more assistance and 'adventurin spirit' then this old man" He would nod and shift, awaiting the mans response
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food, what do you do?
Sigmar would be casually heading to his appointment with the medica, before noticing the fellow on the side of the road, begging for food, Sigmar would stop, and inspect the food he had packed for his lunch, then at the older man, he would shifts and offer him some of his food, out of the hope that karma would repay him when Sigmar would be just as old on the side of the gutter.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother, what do you do?
Sigmar would be enjoying a quiet evening in the tavern, heartily enjoying the drink he purchased with his wage, upon the drunken fellows approach, Sigmar would roll his eyes and continue to drink, ignoring the gentlemen approach, upon the insult leeved at his now aged mum, he would rise like a titan of raw malice and attempt to throw the man across the tavern, hollering and shouting "My bloody mum was a saint!" to which he would attempt to fuse the mans face with the wooden floor boards, more then likely lashing out at those that attempted to stop him.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Sigmar spots a lovely necklace on a pretty dame as he takes his evening stroll, he would simply carry on by, in his mind he would muse "Now that's a lovely bit of neck wear I reckon... wonder where she got it from..." He would chuckle heartily and carry on his merry way, simply enjoying the coolness of dusk and soon to be nightfall
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Indeed, Its never explicitly stated what time age and equipment is open for use within the Lore, there are mentions of swords and armor, but not of muskets and guns, are they available for use? Or are we strictly fantasy? Or do we have a touch of steam punk?~ ((Obviously nothing over the top like robots computers ect, but muskets, cannons ect~))
Second are there only /humans/? in this world, are there no other races, The two nations described are fairly vague if there are other races or beings aside from humans....
Other then that....I am good!
Other notes:
Alas Poor York, I knew him well.....
Mystia_lorlei:
A truly amazing application in my eyes. Hands down, one of the best applications I have reviewed.
Everything fits perfectly and the character seems well thought out, strong in both strengths and weaknesses.
I can't wait to do roleplay with you!
You can sign up on our forums at www.aneria.enjin.com For news updates, general things and just to say hi! But I will answer your questions now. I'm no Loremaster, so for a full depth answer you may have to ask one of our Loremasters for that information, but I will explain to the best of my knowledge.
We do indeed have a touch of steampunk, such as redstone, airships, general knowledge along those lines. Although we do not use guns or muskets, we have crossbows and such. But no guns or muskets, etc. We do have TNT though. I'm not really sure about cannons though, I'm quite positive we have those.
Humans (Medori and Chancellory) were the only known race(s). Though there are plans and such for further races to be implemented I think. But you can find a lot more knowledge about this stuff from Loremasters, just ask around the forum and such.
Sorry I couldn't answer that thoroughly. Not the most knowledgeable in the side of races 'n stuff.
But if you have anymore questions feel free to ask around the forums, both staff and players are always here for you to ask!
-Jaeden
And jaeden, I can't help but laugh, cause just last night
Cosak was telling your character about his airship battle which
included cannons. heehee
IGN: PVDV412
Real-Life Age: 14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don’t use skype. My parents don’t want me to talk to other people.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have read them all and they seem very simple to follow and understand.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: Forcing an action upon at player and not letting them respond.
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: Using out of character information to your advantage and applying it to how your character reacts in roleplay.
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: To create a character and act as if you were the character by making decisions and saying things that the character would say.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Of course not, that is against the rules.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they agree to it in roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use double parentheses, speak in the out of character chat or use commands like /tell.
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?: The only people who can use Magic are the ones who have been trained to do so. For example, mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: The group of humans isolated from the other ‘common’ humans. They are also known as the Medori and are old, superstitious people who lead simple lives.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after 169 A.R., following the defeat of the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group brought into creation around 37 A.R., to protect the people from the supernatural evils going on at the time. However, their order is now disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that saves living things from falling off the island. Essence is something that can be gained by doing tasks such as cooking or smelting or even monster hunting. With enough essence, a person could keep their things if they were to fall off the island.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an individual who appeared on the islands who pursued the five Anerian Artifacts in hope to bring the artifacts together and get a single wish from the Goddess Aneria.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: No, I have not. This is my first server that I’ve applied to.
Character Information
Name: Leo Jacobs
Age: 16
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description: Leo is a dark-skinned fellow. He has deep brown eyes, along with black hair. He has dark green pants, and a white t-shirt. He wears black gloves, stands 6’3, and weighs nearly over 200 pounds.
Screen capture of your skin: My friend is making the skin for me. He hasn't finished yet and it'll take some time but not long.
Biography:
Leo Jacobs was born in a small village, on a moderate sized island. His family owned a farm, which was where he was born and raised. Leo’s mother died right after giving birth to the child, and his father had died some time while Leo’s mother was pregnant. Leo was taken under his uncle’s wing, who treated Leo as if Leo was one of his own. Leo’s uncle taught Leo how to farm, in order for them to pay bills and get basic necessities to live.
Leo’s life was a very dull one. Repeating the same process everyday. Planting, harvesting, then resting. This process repeated for many years. A simple life, that it was. His life was the same for several years, up into the age of 11. Leo had been working in the farms, a normal day, at least that’s what he thought.
As he pulled the crops from the ground, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something fall. As Leo began to get up and investigate, he cautiously made his way over to the spot. I love you bae. His eyes went wide, along with his mouth going dry. In front of him, his uncle laid. Leo rushed to his uncle’s side. Putting a finger to his uncle’s wrist, he searched for a pulse. It was faint, but ultimately there.
Leo sighed in relief, but got up and searched for medical help. As the doctors of the village arrived, they told Leo tragic news. His uncle had fallen into a coma. The causes were unknown, but it most likely had something to do with his uncle’s heart condition. As Leo was left alone on the farm, he decided he would learn how to be more independent.
He went into the main part of the village, with the goal of becoming a swordsman. Approaching the guards barrack, he demanded they let him join. Laughing, they all simply told the young boy to scramble off. Angered by this, Leo began to yell at them in anger. Just before Leo moved onto more physical fighting, a hand set itself on Leo’s head. He felt a sudden calming feeling surge inside of him. Turning around, her stared up at a tall man.
This man’s name was Lucas. Lucas was a bladesman, and decided to take Leo under his wing and teach him. After Lucas had found out the child no more family, he felt bad, and taught Leo. He spent 4 years with Lucas, learning the art of the sword.
After Lucas felt like Leo was ready, he told Leo to explore the world and experience the wonders of it. Leo then took off and began to venture and hope for the best and make many friends on the way. Leo’s journey begins in the Capital.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Leo’s goal is to become a master of the blade and hopefully one day become rich and have a family.
Strengths: Leo is moderately fit after working many years on the farm and training under Lucas.
Weaknesses: Leo is a very impulsive person. He always acts before his mind can even process what he just did. Leo is also not very intelligent for he was born a peasant and did not receive proper education.
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.):
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Leo is calmly strolling down the street enjoying the beautiful weather of the day. He takes in a great breath of air and exhales in pure peace. Leo was in his true peace, until he heard a loud screech. Leo was stunned by the sudden change of mood. He turned to the direction of the scene. He notices two large, enormous men picking on an innocent girl who looks to be in her teens. Leo is torn whether to assist the young lady or walk away. Leo mumbles to himself, “I need to help her. But… they seem to be soldiers. I can’t fight them. I’d either get us both killed or send myself behind bars. *pause* I must leave.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
“Hey.. you! Out there in the cold. Can you come to me?” whispered a mysterious, shady man to Leo.
“What do you want from me?” replied Leo as he scanned the mysterious being.
“Hey kid. Do you want to be rich?”
Leo remained quiet trying to figure out if this man was to be trusted.
“Everyone wants to be rich. Why even ask such a question when the answer is quite obvious.”
“Look, kid, do you want to make some money or not? I have a job that has a high reward. We could use any one that we can get our hands on. What do you say?”
“How long will this journey take and how can i trust you? You might be some dirty pirate or thief!”
“You don’t have to trust me, you can go ahead and live your stupid life.. or you could join me, take the risk and become rich.”
“As much as I don’t want to believe you, I could use some money. I’m in.”
The man stood up and gestured to follow him. He then opened a hatch that he was sitting on and jumped inside. Leo took a final breath of fresh air and descended into the darkness.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
On Leo’s trip back from the market he noticed a poor man. The man was sleeping on an old ragged blanket. The gullible Leo kneeled down and pulled the blanket to cover his body neck down. Leo then placed an apple by his hand and patted the poor man on his back. Leo stood up and proceeded to walk away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Leo walks into a tavern and orders a drink. He sits relaxed at his table while a bunch of drunken hooligans are up to no good. There were 4 men in total who seemed as though they had too much to drink. The wasted fellows start insulting anyone who would give them attention. No one stood up to the out of control men. The largest man of the group, who seemed to be the leader, began to call out Leo.
“aye bet yor moder was notin but a fookin ****, ladie!” said the big, intimidating man.
Leo was slightly shocked by the fellow’s insult. He was so shocked he even made a slight chuckle.
“wot arr yo giglin aboht you?”
“Oh, nothing. I’ll be leaving now. I hope you gentlemen have a nice day!” replied Leo in a calm fashion.
“Yea! u bettar ruhn, lassie!” said the man as they continued their rampage.
Leo on the other hand alerted the local guardsman and walked away.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Leo is on his way to the local tavern when he notices a large, shining jewel bedazzling above a woman’s breasts. He was absolutely astonished by how large the actual object was. He was absolutely amazed by the size of the woman’s cleavage. He couldn’t stop staring until the shining jeweled necklace reflected light into his eye. The size of the jewel’s outshone anything he has ever seen before. They were absolutely marvelous. Leo could only stare for he knew he could never afford something so valuable. Leo was astounded but also somewhat saddened.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Other notes: heyyyy
NitaiPieMan24108:
I'm glad that you fixed the changes. Although the weaknesses did still seem a bit 'meh', I'll let it pass. Remember though, she isn't the perfect thief. But anyway, ask an admin in-game to change your class and name. You already know the website so it's all good. c:
Deferred:
BROSTAR42036069 / PVDV412:
There were multiple things wrong, but they can easily be fixed.
The definitions (Powergaming, metagaming and roleplaying) were quite bland and simple. If you could add some more detail in to show that you do know what they are, would be great.
You do NEED a skin before I can accept you, try and submit your next application once you have a skin.
The height and weight seem a bit unrealistic / unreasonable for a 16 year old, just tone them down a little.
The biography also seems a bit bland and straight forward to me, if you could add some more detail and expression about Leo to it, would make it a lot better.
And lastly, some more detail in the strengths and weaknesses, explain them a little more. You could add some more strengths, but remember to equal it out with weaknesses!
~Jaeden
Out of Character Information
IGN: PVDV412
Real-Life Age: 14
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name?: No, I don’t use skype. My parents don’t want me to talk to other people.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, I have read them all and they seem very simple to follow and understand.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: Powergaming is where you act as thought you are invincible and force actions upon others that do not agree to it. For example, “John sliced Pablo’s neck open with one instant slice!” (Of course if Pablo did not agree to his head being severed).
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: Using out of character information that you would not normally receive in character to your advantage and applying it to how your character reacts in roleplay. For example, OOC: Haha you guys r stupid im in da tree. IC: Pablo suddenly notices Carlos in a nearby tree and shoots at him with an arrow.”
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: Roleplaying is taking on the role of a certain individual. You act and speak according to how their character would normally act and speak. You are the character, you are him and you act as him.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Of course not, that is against the rules.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they agree to it in roleplay.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use double parentheses, speak in the out of character chat or use commands like /tell.
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?: The only people who can use Magic are the ones who have been trained to do so. For example, mages, priests, and paladins.
Who are the Fallen?: The group of humans isolated from the other ‘common’ humans. They are also known as the Medori and are old, superstitious people who lead simple lives.
When and how did our current government come to be?: It came to be after 169 A.R., following the defeat of the Linyera Monarchy in 167 A.R. at the Planes of Raun.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group brought into creation around 37 A.R., to protect the people from the supernatural evils going on at the time. However, their order is now disbanded.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that saves living things from falling off the island. Essence is something that can be gained by doing tasks such as cooking or smelting or even monster hunting. With enough essence, a person could keep their things if they were to fall off the island.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an individual who appeared on the islands who pursued the five Anerian Artifacts in hope to bring the artifacts together and get a single wish from the Goddess Aneria.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: No, I have not. This is my first server that I’ve applied to.
Character Information
Name: Leo Jacobs
Age: 18
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of the Chancellery
Physical description: Leo is a dark-skinned fellow. He has deep brown eyes, along with black hair. He has dark green pants, and a white t-shirt. He wears black gloves, stands 5’11 and he weighs nearly over 190 pounds.
Screen capture of your skin: http://imgur.com/K6aMXe2
Biography:
Leo Jacobs was born in a small village, on a moderate sized island. His family owned a farm, which was where he was born and raised. Leo’s mother died right after giving birth to the child, and his father had died some time while Leo’s mother was pregnant. Leo was taken under his uncle’s wing, who treated Leo as if Leo was one of his own. Leo’s uncle taught Leo how to farm, in order for them to pay bills and get basic necessities to live.
Leo’s life was a very dull one. Repeating the same process everyday. Planting, harvesting, then resting. This process repeated for many years. A simple life, that it was. His life was the same for several years, up into the age of 11. Leo had been working in the farms, a normal day, at least that’s what he thought.
As he pulled the crops from the ground, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something fall. As Leo began to get up and investigate, he cautiously made his way over to the spot. His eyes went wide, along with his mouth going dry. In front of him, his uncle laid. Leo rushed to his uncle’s side. Putting a finger to his uncle’s wrist, he searched for a pulse. It was faint, but ultimately there. “Uncle!? Uncle!? Oh no oh no oh no oh no!” repeated Leo as he was frantically trying to figure out what happened. “UNCLE PLEASE! DON’T LEAVE ME!” yelled Leo as he bawled on his uncle’s chest. “don’t do this to me. uncle please. what am i going to do…” whispered Leo. The local townspeople heard his cries of desperation and brought the help the uncle needed.
As the doctors of the village arrived, they told Leo tragic news. His uncle had fallen into a coma. The causes were unknown, but it most likely had something to do with his uncle’s heart condition. As Leo was left alone on the farm, he decided he would learn how to be more independent.
He went into the main part of the village, with the goal of becoming a swordsman. Approaching the guards barrack, he demanded they let him join. Laughing, they all simply told the young boy to scramble off. Angered by this, Leo began to yell at them in anger. Just before Leo moved onto more physical fighting, a hand set itself on Leo’s head. He felt a sudden calming feeling surge inside of him. Turning around, he stared up at a tall man. “Who.. are you?” asked Leo. “I am Lucas.” responded the man. “I will take you as my apprentice.” said Lucas as he motioned him to come. Lucas was a bladesman, and decided to take Leo under his wing and teach him. After Lucas had found out the child no more family, he felt bad, and taught Leo. He spent 4 years with Lucas, learning the art of the sword.
After Lucas felt like Leo was ready, he told Leo to explore the world and experience the wonders of it. “Am I ready, sir?” asked Leo. “That is not my decision, Leo, it is up to you. That is your decision to make. Not mine” said Lucas as he gave him a reassuring smile and nod. “Thank you, sir. Thank you for everything you have done.” Leo then took off and began to venture and hope for the best and make many friends on the way. Leo’s journey begins in the Capital.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Leo’s goal is to become a master of the blade and hopefully one day become rich and have a family.
Strengths: Leo has a very strong upper body and strong thighs after working many years on the farm and training under Lucas. Leo is skilled at fighting with heavy weapons and has a high amount of stamina. Due to his experience with heavy labor, he is durable and sometimes doesn't feel things that might be painful to others. Despite his poor decision making, he can prove to be a kindhearted person once you get to know him.
Weaknesses: Leo is a very impulsive person. He always acts before his mind can even process what he just did. Leo is also not very intelligent for he was born a peasant and did not receive proper education. But Leo is also very greedy. He does almost anything for money. Except a math test. When it comes to combat, he is not the most agile fighter in the world due to his large size and choice of weapon.
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.):
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 Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
Leo is calmly strolling down the street enjoying the beautiful weather of the day. He takes in a great breath of air and exhales in pure peace. Leo was in his true peace, until he heard a loud screech. Leo was stunned by the sudden change of mood. He turned to the direction of the scene. He notices two large, enormous men picking on an innocent girl who looks to be in her teens. Leo is torn whether to assist the young lady or walk away. Leo mumbles to himself, “I need to help her. But… they seem to be soldiers. I can’t fight them. I’d either get us both killed or send myself behind bars. *pause* I must leave.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
“Hey.. you! Out there in the cold. Can you come to me?” whispered a mysterious, shady man to Leo.
“What do you want from me?” replied Leo as he scanned the mysterious being.
“Hey kid. Do you want to be rich?”
Leo remained quiet trying to figure out if this man was to be trusted.
“Everyone wants to be rich. Why even ask such a question when the answer is quite obvious.”
“Look, kid, do you want to make some money or not? I have a job that has a high reward. We could use any one that we can get our hands on. What do you say?”
“How long will this journey take and how can i trust you? You might be some dirty pirate or thief!”
“You don’t have to trust me, you can go ahead and live your stupid life.. or you could join me, take the risk and become rich.”
“As much as I don’t want to believe you, I could use some money. I’m in.”
The man stood up and gestured to follow him. He then opened a hatch that he was sitting on and jumped inside. Leo took a final breath of fresh air and descended into the darkness.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
On Leo’s trip back from the market he noticed a poor man. The man was sleeping on an old ragged blanket. The gullible Leo kneeled down and pulled the blanket to cover his body neck down. Leo then placed an apple by his hand and patted the poor man on his back. Leo stood up and proceeded to walk away.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Leo walks into a tavern and orders a drink. He sits relaxed at his table while a bunch of drunken hooligans are up to no good. There were 4 men in total who seemed as though they had too much to drink. The wasted fellows start insulting anyone who would give them attention. No one stood up to the out of control men. The largest man of the group, who seemed to be the leader, began to call out Leo.
“aye bet yor moder was notin but a fookin ****, ladie!” said the big, intimidating man.
Leo was slightly shocked by the fellow’s insult. He was so shocked he even made a slight chuckle.
“wot arr yo giglin aboht you?”
“Oh, nothing. I’ll be leaving now. I hope you gentlemen have a nice day!” replied Leo in a calm fashion.
“Yea! u bettar ruhn, lassie!” said the man as they continued their rampage.
Leo on the other hand alerted the local guardsman and walked away.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Leo is on his way to the local tavern when he notices a large, shining jewel bedazzling above a woman’s breasts. He was absolutely astonished by how large the actual object was. He couldn’t stop staring until the shining jeweled necklace reflected light into his eye. The size of the jewel’s outshone anything he has ever seen before. They were absolutely marvelous. Leo could only stare for he knew he could never afford something so valuable. Leo was astounded but also somewhat saddened.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Other notes: heyyyy
PVDV412:
Much better, welcome to the Anerian Chronicles. Visit our website for news and updates, www.aneria.enjin.com. You should be whitelisted soon. Welcome!
~Jaeden
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