Cswartz9, you fixed up what I asked you to, and that's great. Thanks for adding the explanation for the bow, although I still believe your first ICR was a little power-game'y (Less than last time, thanks to that explanation to him), I'll let it go, because it's the only problem, and it's a pretty small one. Well, I'll whitelist you soon, hopefully you'll be able to get on, we're having an event in the next hour!
EDIT: Forgot to mention, instead of editing the app, post in again. It makes it easier for us WL'er.
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Medori
Physical description: 5.5 inches Tall, wears white rags over grey clothes. His face is concealed by a matching hood, but his eyes are yellow, and his hair is a dark blond. Caucasian Skin, and wears black sashes on his biceps and his waist. He wears a Medori wood charm around his neck as a reminder of his former life. Finally, he is barefoot, so he doesn't break your nose in the unlikely event he has to kick you in the face.
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliché manner.):
Like most of the Medori at the time, Sigil was born and raised on the Fatherland before it was destroyed in the Jensen Crisis. Raised in a typical upbringing, his childhood and adolescence were filled with days of ease. For a while, Sigil believed that he would eventually die surrounded by this tranquility. However, the day the Fatherland moved into the position where it at last made contact with the Chancellery Capital of Avalon proved to be the beginning of the end for the life he knew.
Sigil, like all who had attended the meeting between his chieftain and Adam Ceva, who was Chancellor at the time was shocked and distraught at the ominous conclusion to the intended Diplomacy. For a while, Sigil suspected that a member of the Chancellery was responsible for the incident, and adopted a distrust of the outsider society. Because of this, he never left the Medori Island, preferring to remain at home rather than involve himself with foreign matters. For this reason, he was never aware of occurrences such as the Red Wedding or expeditions to places such as the Map Island and the Fourth Civ until the day monsters overran both Avalon and the Fatherland; the latter of which was destroyed.
Newly displaced, Sigil was now at an impasse; he was stuck on an unfamiliar island with the very people he disliked. At first, he was entirely reluctant to help the survivors on the Mining Island, but as time passed, he noticed how well people were getting along and began to believe he was wrong about his previous convictions. By the time the survivors journeyed to Brightwater for the final battle, Sigil had trusted them completely. He mingled with the crowd, made some friends, and learned all that’d happened prior to his home’s demise. Joining the rest of the crowd in exploring the depths of Brightwater, Sigil bared witness to Ravitz’s death, Jensen’s sealing, and Aneria’s rising. Later, after the survivors took back the Capital from the monsters, Sigil intended to start anew and live amongst the people, however, once the people resettled into their old lives, Sigil began to notice that the people he once worked alongside were now turning cynical, and in some cases utterly conceited; either blaming Aneria for all their problems or utterly worshiping her as per the instructions of the Church, an institution he believed was at the heart of their conceit. Once new lands were discovered, specifically the colony, Sigil undertook a new lease on life and left the island for good. He now lives in self-contemplation, meditating on top of the colony’s mountain and practicing a disciplined code of honor he invented himself. He hopes to one day become as enlightened as Aneria, and banish the notions of conceit that have befallen the people of now.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To find inner peace and to help spread it to all in need of it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Honorable: Sigil lives by his own code of honor. He treats both his friends and foes with dignity and respect that he believes all humans should be afforded no matter the circumstances. He waits for his opponent to strike first in combat, and does not use any dirty tactics against humans, nor does he kill. He believes that all humans have a moral obligation to do the right thing. His code also calls for practicing humility, which has given him a stronger resolve. It is not easy for manipulative characters to raise or diminish his self-esteem as a result of this practice.
Physically and Mentally Disciplined: As a result of his extensive training, Sigil’s body is unusually well-developed, with quick reflexes and fast movements. He is able to punch his fist through wood, and can scale and jump over walls. He has also trained his mind to resist impure thoughts and weaknesses, such as temptation via coin and women or psychological impairments such as fear or anger. Also, as a result of moderate fasting, Sigil is able to go more days than most without food or water.
Swordsmanship: Sigil is proficient with the sword; however he will not point the weapon against another human. He reserves its use for monsters only, and uses his fists in the event he finds a less then friendly human. Either
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.):
Light Dresser: Sigil does not wear armor, heck, he doesn’t even wear shoes! He absolutely refuses to wear anything besides his uniforms. (Yes, he washes them) As a result of this, he is ill-suited to go anywhere extremely cold or withstand much enemy attacks.
Vegetarian: Sigil does not eat any meat whatsoever. This picky habit may cause Sigil some trouble, in case there’s absolutely no other food than meat and is unable to go any longer without sustenance. While the danger of this is reduced by Sigil’s infrequent fasting, it is nonetheless present and still life-threatening if Sigil goes too long without food.
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 armored men harassing a young girl.
Sigil narrows his eyes. Preying on the weak was a dishonor to oneself. Sigil considered letting these capital people wallow in their misery like pigs. This thought is instantly rebuked by his code: By moral law, condemn the man who willfully turns a blind eye to injustice. If he left that girl to her fate, he would be disowning his code of honor and therefore be abandoning himself. Gazing determinedly at the spectacle, Sigil approaches the alleyway and promptly demands the two men back off.
“And what are you going to do, bare-foot?” Sneers one of the men.
Sigil smiles. “That depends. The first move is yours.”
The thug seems slightly astonished at this, but he takes the invitation. Lunging forward with his knife, Sigil sees the move coming and vaults himself off the alley wall, landing a kick in the thug’s face. Now angered, the thug gets up and attempts to grab Sigil, who promptly vaults himself over the thug’s head and lands another kick, sending the hapless ruffian towards the floor and knocking him out. However, the second thug sneaks up behind Sigil and lands a hit on our martial-artist, who is promptly knocked down. Expecting to be finished off, Sigil waits for the final blow to come: At least he would die knowing he tried to protect someone. But the blow did not come; he heard a rush of footsteps running away from him. Getting up and groaning, he looked up to see that the other thug had ran away. Looking around the alleyway, he sees that the young lady he tried to protect is cowering in the alley. Putting on a friendly face, he tells her that all is well and to go home. She smiles, and promptly does so. Recalling that moment of weakness, Sigil resolves not to let that happen again.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sigil politely refuses, stating that he has no desire to attain fortune. Those who would trade their lives for coin do not know their true value themselves. As per his code, he politely refuses and goes on his way.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Sigil looks sadly at the sight. That man had no home and no food. Suddenly filled with empathy, Sigil decides to fast for an extra three days in addition to the two days already planned. One does not know his fortune until he is parted from it. Determined, Sigil walks over, hands the man the carrots he just bought, and leaves to fast.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Sigil stares stoically at the drunkard. Swiftly remembering his code, he quells the initial anger one would feel at such a slight, and gives a respectful bow. Sigil promptly leaves just as the drunkard goes off into another rage. Sighing, Sigil remembers his practice of tolerance. He did well, all things considered. However, he was close to kicking the poor man’s face for a few seconds. Anger begets hatred, which begets suffering.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Sigil is entranced by the necklace for a few seconds, until he reprimands himself. Gold is the root of all evil. Reminding himself to meditate extra hard later, Sigil ignores the woman and continues on his way.
So, I felt like doing an app, as I haven't whitelisted anything in MONTHS, and I missed it a bit, to be honest. I'm no whitelister, but qualified as an admin. This is just a one-time thing, as no other WLers were on.
Accepted: Goldbartender/AU_Lord -
NIce app, Blight.. Err.. Goldbartender? I guess I can't call you Blight anymore. I look forward to seeing Sigil RP. See ya server-side!
I've already been accepted, so I'm just posting the IC part.
Character Information
Name: Gaius Fraust
Age: 19
Class: Alchemist
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Medori
Physical description: Gaius is about six feet fall, with brown skin and dark brown hair. His eyes are a dark gray, and he has a mesomorphic build. He has a short beard, and handsome features, yet his face still has a tint of boyishness to it. He wears a red cloak over his traditional Medori clothing, and thick dark-brown boots.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Gaius was the younger of two children, and had been an unplanned pregnancy. His father was the Medori authority on Alchemy, and so from a very young age it was understood that the same would be true for him in time. Gaius’ childhood on the Medori island was relatively uneventful for the first five years. He got along nicely with the other children. Although he wasn’t the strongest, he evaded bullying by simply being a generally liked person.
When he turned seven, Gaius’s father became ill. Knowing that his time was somewhat limited, he decided to split the teachings of his sons in half: He would teach anatomy and the physical parts of alchemy to Gaius’ older brother (Demetri) because he was old enough to begin to perform them, being ten. On the other hand, Gaius would be taught the theory and practice of brewing. Although he knew that he would eventually die before his children perfected the arts, Gaius’ father also knew that they would be able to teach each other after he passed on. When Gaius was fourteen, he was forced to say farewell to his father. It was a bittersweet departure–everybody had known that he as going to die sooner rather than later. Gaius was happy that he might finally be at peace.
Together, Gaius worked with his brother to finish their alchemy studies. Demetri, who was seventeen, was growing into a skilled surgeon, while Gaius had adequate knowledge of brewing and theory. He was almost never seen without his father’s alchemy books. It was during this time that he became acquainted with Mateu, who became somewhat of a distant father figure. It was also during this time that he met Kiera, a young woman one year older than him. He would later pursue a relationship with her. While he studied alchemy and went on several adventures around the Medori island with his elder brother and Kiera, he grew to love nature and the wild aspects of it.
Over the next four years, he became a proficient brewer. His life had been going quite well when things began to change drastically. When the Medori first came into contact with the Chancellery, he was immediately wary of them. They were far too different for his liking. They seemed to want to tame nature, and they were too violent. The last straw was during the Cicero incident. By that time, Gaius had made up his mind about them: they were a self-interested and violent people. He wanted nothing more than to remain on the Medori island and ignore them, but it grew increasingly clear that it would not be possible. Kiera wanted to join the church. Gaius could not bring himself to stop her, but he didn’t want to move to Brightwater. However, as Kiera began to stay there for longer and longer periods of time, he was eventually forced to. Then came the Jensen crisis, which Gaius did his best to stay out of. Nevertheless, it took its toll on him: Kiera was one of the many priests massacred during the attack on Brightwater.
Then the Medori island sunk.
It should be no surprise that when it was all over, Gaius was among the first to volunteer to help Mateu colonize a new island. With the creation of Constance, he finally found a place that he could return to what he loved. Still filled with the raw grief of losing Kiera, he at least had his brother, his people, his alchemy. He still had a place to heal. The people of the Chancellery could bother the Medori no longer–at least not the ones that had the sense to stay where they belonged.
Even that was a fantasy. The day the golems awoke, Gaius lost Mateu, as well as his brother. His homeland was lost, and he was forced to move to the capital. Gaius couldn’t bring himself to feel sadness. No, he only felt anger. Anger at the Chancellery, for contributing so much to his losses. Anger at their goddess Aneria, for protecting such a people while allowing them to commit these crimes. Anger at all of the Medori who had just gone along with it. It was with them that he was the most angry, because that was something he just couldn’t bring himself to do: go along with it.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Gaius’ motivation is to retain his connection with his Medori roots. He hates the Chancellery, and wants to take revenge on them. He believes that the Medori should remain separate from the Chancellery no matter what, and he means to make that happen.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Gaius is perceptive and intelligent. He is also, at heart, a genuinely nice person. He is skilled at brewing, and it will be hard for him to resist helping somebody in need, regardless of their race. He is of mediocre strength, and can hold his own in a fist fight against a normal opponent. However, if the person is a skilled fighter, it might be a different story.
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.):
Gaius is impulsive and impetuous. He will always speak what’s on his mind, no matter what, and this can get him into very bad situations. He is also, simply put, a racist. He can be quick to judge people based on his first impressions of them, and although he is very nice when it comes to other Medori, he can be cold to others if they aren’t in need of help. His biggest weakness is that he tends to hold onto the past; he will not forget a grudge.
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.):
He’ll know some of the other Medori (like Severin and Mateu (who’s dead anyway)).
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.
Gaius eyes the scene with a frown. The guards are standing on either side of the girl, who has a defiant expression on her face. “What’s going on here?” Gaius calls out, resting his palm on the handle of one of his tomahawks. “This woman won’t talk!” comes the annoyed voice of one of the guards. “We got a lead that she knows who tried to rob the coins office, and she innit talking.” Already biased against the guards, Gaius’ frown deepens. “Well if she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t have to.” The girl favors him with a small smile. He shrugs at her. “All right, well we weren’t asking for your opinion anyway. So get on your way, Medori.” Gaius grits his teeth and walks up to him. “Look at the girl, she can’t be older than ten. You’re telling me that capital guards are so pathetic that they need to harass children for information?” The guards simply scowl and let the girl run away.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Fortune is one thing that doesn’t concern Gaius very much. On the Medori island, they had bartered. Gaius still didn’t see the use of money, and yet, it was what got one ahead in this new world. Joining this crew would take him away from this society, and also reward him with a fortune. Maybe he could use the money to benefit his fellow Medori. “So what will we be doing on this crew?”, Gaius asks.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Looking at the man sympathetically, Gaius hands him a few pieces of bread, along with a potion of healing and a bottle of water. Of the capital people, the beggars are the ones that he doesn’t hate. In fact, he can almost relate to them. He has no home, and neither do they. Whenever he comes across one, he gives them all he can. “Good luck to you, friend.”
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Gaius clenches a fist, closing his eyes. He isn’t even sure why he is in the tavern–he doesn’t like these people. He slowly turns to the man, but decides against responding. It really wasn’t worth it, and it would only encourage the stupid drunkard. Gaius gets up and leaves the tavern, closing the door gently behind him.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
The necklace is a simple gem hanging from a twine thread. It has a natural beauty that so few things in Avalon possess. Wondering if the woman is anything like her necklace, Gaius lets his gaze drift to her. Her fancy clothing and hairdo tell him the complete opposite–she is probably from the “higher class” of these people. They are the worst.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
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): ThermalGhost365
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”?: Powergaming is making your character do something that wouldn’t be humanly able, or doing something to another character without their consent. E.g; “*John punches Dan in the face*” the correct way would be: “*John swings a punch at Dan, aiming for his face*”.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is where you use OOC knowledge IC, like when you see someone’s nametag floating above their head, and run around a wall to go talk to them. This is Metagaming because that nametag is not floating above their head IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Role-playing is where you play the role of a character that isn't you, it can be of your own creation or not. You play out the emotions of the character, and his personality affects how he will react to situations.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing that character consents to the death, or they are in an inescapable situation.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in the OOC chat, or using double parentheses “(())” around the text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages that have studied for a Mage degree at the university, after they have gained their Primary degree.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, AKA the ‘Medori’, are quite a superstitious and old people, they are also quite peaceful. They’ve been quite secluded from the Chancellery.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In the year 169 A.R when Linyera Monarchy was defeated.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights, created in 37 A.R to protect the Islands from monsters and evil.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that stops people from falling off the islands and dying, it safely teleports people onto land. The Essence is the first plane's Mana and it can be gotten by completing tasks like mining ores, and defeating monsters.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an immortal body snatcher that terrorised the Chancellery, he is now a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: 4 years of roleplaying.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Fallout: Wild Wasteland, I’ve not left it yet. Vault RP, it shut down. Nuke is the Future, shut down. LOTC, not left it yet. Old World Blues, shut down.
Character Information
Name: Sebastian Carrington
Age: 28
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citzen of Chancellery
Physical description: 6ft tall, Average build. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Light stubble
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.):
Sebastian grew up on an estate outside of the capital with his mother, father and his brother Edgar on their estate. He had dirty blond hair, blue coloured eyes, Always wore padded trousers and a shirt, he was 6 foot and an average build. Sebastian had a few close friends when he was young who were also estate children. Everyday he would run around an orchard behind the house with them, they would laugh and run through the crops trampling them like they don't care. Of course Sebastian's father always shouted at him but, he was after all a kid and he didn't hold it against him. Sebastian's favourite game was hide and seek, he would hide up a tree or among the plants, he always won. Sebastian family was quite wealthy. Sebastian family made most of their income from investments in local businesses. Sebastian started working for his father for the rest of his teenage years as an estate guard this was due to Sebastian's obbession with " swords mastery" he had grown tired of labouring and wanted to be a Knight... But his dad wanted him to defend this estate instead. Sebastian started to build up muscles and stunt his growth by training with heavy swords and doing physical tests. At the age of 18 Sebastian left home. Trying to make a living for himself
For the first time he was on his own. He began to travel around the land trying to find work, He eventually met a man called Nikolia who said Sebastian can help him as a travelling merchant. Sebastian entrigued and eager to help accepted his offer and traveled across Oren selling basic wares like iron bars and leather. It was a well payed job but also had uncomfortable sleeping conditions and living conditions. Sebastian still loved the job despite those minor fallbacks. Sebastian always spared a piece of gold for those in need, every night he was in a town or any sort of settlement he would sneak away from Nikolia and buy the poor food or a place to stay. He got to visit many places and see beautiful scenery. It seemed it was going some well, He got a lot of gold and had a new best friend called Nikolia but when life was at its high it was about to get to a low. One night whilst Sebastian and Nikolia were sleeping they were woken by sounds of sculling and loud whispers. When Sebastian opened his eyes he seen his goods and gold were being stolen by a group of 3 men, Sebastian hit Nikolia to wake him up and tell him what is happening, Nikolia unsheathed his dagger and jumped out of the wagon and started waving it at the men. The men ran in fear with Sebastian's and Nikolias gold and equipment. It was not long after this had happened that Nikolia and Sebastian grew further and further away from each other until one morning Nikolia spoke to Sebastian and wished him goodbye and made Sebastian leave his wagon . Due to this Sebastian became upset, he was an emotional person he thought Nikolia as a friend but it turns out he dumped him like Sebastian dumped his family...
In depression he decided he needed somewhere to settle down, a city with huge walls and people, somewhere safe, somewhere he can have family... Home. So he decided to move back to the capital, a huge walled and safe city that he had passed through a few times as a merchant and he seen how much it has changed since he left home... Home... His real home. So he arrived in the capitol a few days later and got a job in his fathers estate as a guard again defending his other family everyday and looking after the valuables. He was quite well paid for the job and he got a room in the house and free food. Life seemed to become very easy from that point onwards, Sebastian was uneasy about this and perhaps wanted to go on the road again and perhaps join a group of people. Sebastian isn’t sure yet but still currently lives in the Capitol but he will likely stay, he loves his family to much and won't make the same mistake again...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To develop bonds with his family and to join the Knights with Edgar, his brother.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Good with swords due to the guard training.
Good leadership
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.):
Lack of formal education
His generosity to the poor.
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.):
Yes - The Carrington family in-game http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
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.
Sebastian: "Oi, you there!"
*The thugs stop laughing and start to mouth off to Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Bet you big sissy's can't beat me."
*The thugs start to walk towards Sebastian and say in an agressive tone*
Main thug: "Want to bet little man?"
Sebastian screams, "Run little girl!"
*The girl runs and Sebastian takes off leaving the thugs confused who to chase after. The thugs chase Sebastian but can't for long due to their heavy armour and eventually stop out of breath*
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sebastian: "Ehh... No thanks. I have a job and family here."
Captain: "But you will be rich lad!"
Sebastian: "If you don't have anything to show for it then I would appreciate if you would leave me alone."
*The captain walks away looking offended and saddened leaving Sebastian feeling guilty*
Sebastian: "Maybe another time... Eh?"
*The captain smiles and nods and walks back to his airship*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*The man lies on the ground whimpering and begging for food through his rotten teeth*
Sebastian: "Here, take this. Go get washed up in a tavern or something."
*Sebastian hands half his daily earnings to the man*
*The man smiles and looks at Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Go get cleaned up and look for a job. Turn your life around my friend."
*The man nods, stands up and hobbles away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*The man slurs offensive phrases to Sebastian about his mother*
Sebastian: "Say that again and I will put you on your ****!"
*The man slurs it again*
Sebastian: "I warned you!"
*Sebastian punches the man in the nose causing it to bleed. A fight in the tavern erupts and Sebastian quickly leaves.*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Sebastian looks at the women*
Sebastian: "That is a beautiful necklace."
*The women blushes*
Sebastian: "Where did you get it from?"
Woman: "A gift... From my mother."
Sebastian: " My mother would love something like that..."
Woman: " You won't find anything like this now... Sorry."
*Sebastian sighs*
Sebastian: "Very well... Thanks anyway."
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
No
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
11/6/2010
Posts:
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Member Details
Out of Character Information
IGN: DunderMifflinDMI
Real-Life Age: 19
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes; [redacted].
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”?: Carrying out or forcing an action your character has no possibility of carrying out or controlling other character’s fate.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing a the role of a fictional character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No-one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they concent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: ((When I use brackets.))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yep.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Paladins, Priests, Mages.
Who are the Fallen?: A peaceful group of superstitious loons, who pass stories on through their community.
When and how did our current government come to be?: At about 169A.R, after laying waste to the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: It was a group created in 37AR to protect the people of the land.
What are the Net and Essence?: Net is the magical force who saves citizens from their death when they fall from the isles at the cost of their belonging, this cost can be circumvented if the victim is in position of essence.
Who is/was Jensen?: He was an immortal, husband of Aneria, whose spirit was placed in a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Original Fallout: Wild Wasteland, Tales of Camelot RP, Developer on Frontier of Krinvala, Admin on current Fallout: Wild Wasteland.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I haven’t left any.
Character Information
Name: Victor Carrington
Age: 41
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of Chancellery
Physical description: Dark brown, brown eye, tanned skin, above-average build, muscle developed fromlobor and work.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography:
Victor lived in a large home owned by his rich family, along with his brother William, sister-in-law Mary Ellen, and his family. While William was out conducting business, Victor worked from a building near the gates of the estate a craftsman. While he already had everything he would need in life, he didn’t like being an egg, and needed to keep his mind occupied. He did this by taking orders from others town who needed things manufactured, or put together.
Most of the time William was too busy to be in the house and constantly arrived late, leaving Victor to watch over the servants and the rest of the family. He took his responsibilities very seriously, and was a stern, serious man with a cold heart until one night he found Mary-Ellen, crying because William was never home, and didn’t pay attention to the family, and while Victor tries to convince her that William does the best he can to make sure the family succeeds, she wouldn’t have none of it. She climbed on on top of Victor and what followed will remain behind closed doors.
Nine months later, Edgar was born. William believing him to be his son wanted nothing but the best for him, and constantly pushed him to get an education, while Victor, not being able to part with the secret between him and Mary-Ellen, acted as a silent protector for the child. He loved his son very much, and he loved Mary-Ellen, he was a changed man, but while his cold heart grew warmer every moment he spent with them, the burden of his guilt grew too, and continues to this day.
What is your character’s main goal?: To see his family succeed.
Strengths: Enthusiastic, determined, always open to learn more.
Weaknesses: Has a bad back, so he cannot strain himself too much. Suffers from depression caused by the grief from having to lie to his brother every day of his life, and not having the courage to tell him the truth.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: Yes, http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
In-Character-Response:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
I look around in search of a guard and inform him of what’s happening, because I have been working all day and my muscles ache too much to intervene.
“Guard, there are some men attempting to kidnap a woman down the street. I fear for her safety.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
I tell him I’ll gladly join his crew, and tell him I need to go home to prepare my belongings. He never sees me again. (He probably wanted to kill me for leather.)
“This interests me greatly! When will the journey begin? I need to quickly gather my belongings, I have a great supply of bread we can spread in the ship.”
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
I give him some gold pieces to buy himself some bread. If I then see him buying drugs, or in the pub, he will never get another coin from me, that ungrateful wally.
“Have some coins, beggar.”
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
I offer him a drink, and smash the mug of ale on his face. Then walk out, running for my life.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
I gaze at it for a few seconds before I continue on to take a bite of the apple in my hand, turning my gaze to the next citizen who passes along.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope.
Other notes:
Watch The Time of the Doctor, Wednesday December 25th on BBC One.
Your application had some ups and downs. It was the ups for the most part, but you had a few mistakes that you need to correct upon.
- First off, one of your OOC answers was wrong. Villains can and will use magic if they had acquired the knowledge to do so. Also, you were a little vague when you said 'Those who attend the Academy'. Just because you attend the Academy does not mean you can use magic. You can go to the Academy to pursue an Alchemy career, or just a Primary Degree. Please specify more on that question.
- Secondly, your character needs more weaknesses. Not being able to wield a sword very well isn't much of a weakness, considering you will be working on bettering it from the very start. Also, speaking in a large group of people isn't really a personal weakness, as most people have difficult speaking in front of a large crowd. Usually, I like to see a physical, mental and emotional/psychological weakness as a minimum. This would also aid in fleshing out your character a little more. He doesn't seem to be very... human. Perhaps you could add an event that caused you to have that certain weakness. Fix that up, and you'll be golden! Good luck!
ThermalGhost365:
- This isn't a big mistake, but it is essential that the OOC part is answered correctly. Mages are not the only ones who can use magic. There are several classes and ways that a character would be able to use magic.
- Secondly, your character is rather... dry. His backstory was very monotonic and I didn't learn much, if any, about Sebastian's personality. Give him some events and details to flesh him out and turn him into an individual. Also, it confused me when you said Sebastian's family earned money from investments, but he also worked for his father as a guard. If this was in the Capital, your father definitely wouldn't have been the guard captain.
- Thirdly, your strengths and weaknesses don't make a lot of sense. You said Sebastian is a great leader, but all I read is that Sebastian has been a follower all his life. There is nothing in the bio that explains why he has the characteristics of a good leader. Your weakness about being generous to the poor can go both ways. Perhaps Sebastian loves the poor and wants to run a charity. Then, that would turn into a strength. It's more personality than a weakness. If you can fix these up, you'll be accepted! Good luck!
DunderMifflinDMI:
I saw a couple of kinks in the app, but most of them didn't bother me quite as much. There was, however, a couple problems that I saw that cannot go ignored.
- Your character, Victor, needs to have a mental and emotional/psychological weakness. Having a bad back is great if you can RP that out, but having nothing wrong mentally makes a character very uninteresting and possibly even unrealistic. To aid with that, I suggest you add an event and/or details in Victor's life that gave that weakness. That's the only thing you need to fix up and if you can do that, everything will be perfect! Good luck! Also, if you insist, I will try to watch The Time of the Doctor, but no promises.
Oh, sorry. I forgot to add it after making the backstory. To not clutter the thread with another large duplicate, I'll just edit the post and post what I edited below:
Weaknesses: Suffers from depression caused by the grief from having to lie to his brother every day of his life, and not having the courage to tell him the truth. Also, has a bad back, and cant strain himself a lot.
Accepted:DunderMifflinDMI:Thanks for fixing that up. Also, for future reference, I would actually appreciate if you posted another app instead of editing. It helps to let me compare and contrast if need be, and it can also be easier to find. Anyways, welcome to The Anerian Chronicles! Make sure to check out our forums at aneria.enjin.com . After you have, make sure to do it again and again, so you can stay up to date with the latest events! I'll whitelist you now.
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): ThermalGhost365
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”?: Powergaming is making your character do something that wouldn’t be humanly able, or doing something to another character without their consent. E.g; “*John punches Dan in the face*” the correct way would be: “*John swings a punch at Dan, aiming for his face*”.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is where you use OOC knowledge IC, like when you see someone’s nametag floating above their head, and run around a wall to go talk to them. This is Metagaming because that nametag is not floating above their head IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Role-playing is where you play the role of a character that isn't you, it can be of your own creation or not. You play out the emotions of the character, and his personality affects how he will react to situations.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing that character consents to the death, or they are in an inescapable situation.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in the OOC chat, or using double parentheses “(())” around the text.
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?: Those that have studied for a Mage degree at the university, after they have gained their Primary degree. Priests, Paladins and mages
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, AKA the ‘Medori’, are quite a superstitious and old people, they are also quite peaceful. They’ve been quite secluded from the Chancellery.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In the year 169 A.R when Linyera Monarchy was defeated.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights, created in 37 A.R to protect the Islands from monsters and evil.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that stops people from falling off the islands and dying, it safely teleports people onto land. The Essence is the first plane's Mana and it can be gotten by completing tasks like mining ores, and defeating monsters.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an immortal body snatcher that terrorised the Chancellery, he is now a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: 4 years of roleplaying.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Fallout: Wild Wasteland, I’ve not left it yet. Vault RP, it shut down. Nuke is the Future, shut down. LOTC, not left it yet. Old World Blues, shut down.
Character Information
Name: Sebastian Carrington
Age: 28
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citzen of Chancellery
Physical description: 6ft tall, Average build. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Light stubble
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.):
Sebastian grew up on an estate outside of the capital with his mother, father and his brother Edgar on their estate. He had dirty blond hair, blue coloured eyes, he always wore padded trousers and a shirt, and he was 6 foot and an average build. Sebastian had a few close friends when he was young who estate children were also. Every day he would run around an orchard behind the house with them, they would laugh and run through the crops trampling them like they don't care. Edgar was quite young at the time, and he joined in too, even though he did trail behind. But playing with Edgar in such a reckless manner soon stopped, as their father decided to stop him from joining, deciding that Edgar’s education was of more importance. In Sebastian’s eyes, Edgar was always father’s favourite child, and he couldn’t help holding that grudge again him. Of course Sebastian's father always shouted at him too, but he was after all a growing boy and he didn't hold it against him, deciding he could use a little bit of freedom before he became a young adult and took on proper responsibilities (for Sebastian was around 10 at the time.) Sebastian's favourite game was hide and seek, he would hide up a tree or among the plants, he always seemed to win, much to the frustration to his friends and peers. His family was quite wealthy, and they made most of their income from investments in local businesses, so the estate was large in size and he had plenty of places to hide. Sebastian started working for his father during his teenage years as an estate guard this was due to Sebastian's obsession with "swords mastery", and the fact that he was a very independent person, he felt he had to earn him keep, he had grown tired of labouring and wanted to be a Knight... But his father said it was more reasonable for him to defend this estate instead of being a knight and giving them any money he earned. Sebastian started to build up muscles doing the work, but he stunted his growth by training with heavy swords and doing physical tests. At the age of 18 Sebastian left home; trying to make a living for himself.
For the first time he was on his own. He began to travel around the land trying to find work; He eventually met a man called Nikolia who said Sebastian can help him as a travelling merchant. Sebastian intrigued and eager to help accepted his offer and travelled across the land selling basic wares like iron bars and leather. It was a well-paid job but also had uncomfortable sleeping conditions and living conditions. Sebastian still loved the job despite those minor fall-backs. Sebastian always spared a piece of gold for those in need, every night he was in a town or any sort of settlement he would sneak away from Nikolia and buy the poor food or a place to stay. After he had bought the poor or less off something he would always get thanked and hear the gossip of the towns. He has a lot of respect for the poor just as they have for him. During the travels Sebastian got to visit many places and see beautiful scenery. It seemed it was going some well, He got a lot of gold and had a new best friend called Nikolia but when life was at its high it was about to get to a low. One night whilst Sebastian and Nikolia were sleeping they were woken by sounds of sculling and loud whispers. When Sebastian opened his eyes he seen his goods and gold were being stolen by a group of 3 men, Sebastian hit Nikolia to wake him up and tell him what is happening, Nikolia unsheathed his dagger and jumped out of the wagon and started waving it at the men. The men ran in fear with Sebastian's and Nikolai’s gold and equipment. It was not long after this had happened that Nikolia and Sebastian grew further and further away from each other until one morning Nikolia spoke to Sebastian and wished him goodbye and made Sebastian leave his wagon . Due to this Sebastian became upset, he was an emotional person he thought Nikolia as a friend but it turns out he dumped him like Sebastian dumped his family...
In depression he decided he needed somewhere to settle down, a city with huge walls and people, somewhere safe, somewhere he can have family... home. So he decided to move back to the capital, a huge walled and safe city that he had passed through a few times as a merchant and he seen how much it has changed since he left home... Home...his real home. So he arrived in the capitol a few days later and after a long reunion, shedding of tears due to the love Sebastian has for his family he got a job in his father’s estate as a guard again defending his other family every day and looking after the valuables. He was quite well paid for the job and he got a room in the house and free food. Life seemed to become very easy from that point onwards, Sebastian was uneasy about this and perhaps wanted to go on the road again and perhaps join a group of people. Sebastian isn’t sure yet but still currently lives in the Capitol but he will likely stay, he loves his family to much and won't make the same mistake again...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To develop bonds with his family and to join the Knights with Edgar, his brother.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Good with swords due to the guard training.
Good at taking orders due to working as a merchant
Due to the love of his family he will do anything to protect them and will have their backing.
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.):
Lack of formal education
He is lacking in leadership qualities
His jealousy of Edgar and tries to hard to impress his father.
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.):
Yes - The Carrington family in-game http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
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.
Sebastian: "Oi, you there!"
*The thugs stop laughing and start to mouth off to Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Bet you big sissy's can't beat me."
*The thugs start to walk towards Sebastian and say in an agressive tone*
Main thug: "Want to bet little man?"
Sebastian screams, "Run little girl!"
*The girl runs and Sebastian takes off leaving the thugs confused who to chase after. The thugs chase Sebastian but can't for long due to their heavy armour and eventually stop out of breath*
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sebastian: "Ehh... No thanks. I have a job and family here."
Captain: "But you will be rich lad!"
Sebastian: "If you don't have anything to show for it then I would appreciate if you would leave me alone."
*The captain walks away looking offended and saddened leaving Sebastian feeling guilty*
Sebastian: "Maybe another time... Eh?"
*The captain smiles and nods and walks back to his airship*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*The man lies on the ground whimpering and begging for food through his rotten teeth*
Sebastian: "Here, take this. Go get washed up in a tavern or something."
*Sebastian hands half his daily earnings to the man*
*The man smiles and looks at Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Go get cleaned up and look for a job. Turn your life around my friend."
*The man nods, stands up and hobbles away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*The man slurs offensive phrases to Sebastian about his mother*
Sebastian: "Say that again and I will put you on your ****!"
*The man slurs it again*
Sebastian: "I warned you!"
*Sebastian punches the man in the nose causing it to bleed. A fight in the tavern erupts and Sebastian quickly leaves.*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Sebastian looks at the women*
Sebastian: "That is a beautiful necklace."
*The women blushes*
Sebastian: "Where did you get it from?"
Woman: "A gift... From my mother."
Sebastian: " My mother would love something like that..."
Woman: " You won't find anything like this now... Sorry."
*Sebastian sighs*
Sebastian: "Very well... Thanks anyway."
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
No
You didn't even add a single word to your character's biography. Like I said, your character is one-dimensional with little to no personality at the moment. The fact that you don't have a emotional/psychological weakness or strength tells me that you yourself believe Sebastian doesn't have a human-like personality. Flesh him out and make him seem more like an individual. Good luck, this is your last chance.
You didn't even add a single word to your character's biography. Like I said, your character is one-dimensional with little to no personality at the moment. The fact that you don't have a emotional/psychological weakness or strength tells me that you yourself believe Sebastian doesn't have a human-like personality. Flesh him out and make him seem more like an individual. Good luck, this is your last chance.
I added about 200 more words from the 1st app... The stuff about the poor and playing as a child. I also got rid of the contradictions
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?:
To be a citizen of the Chancellery as well. Physical description:
Nothing out of the ordinary in figure I suppose. Standing around 170cm In height, an average body composure. She's got a figure but she isn't overweight, and she is a bit muscular from working odd jobs. She has long black hair, which she has decorated with a few beads. Her eyes are a greyish blue, and her outfit consists of a white shirt with a vest, a brown layered skirt, a few pieces of jewelry which she wears, and a red bandana around her head.
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.):
Adelei was born and raised on the same small island as Rowan Alastair. She was a quiet child at first, and did not begin to speak until a bit later than all the other children she knew. Her parents worked hard to raise her well and in a comfortable environment, her mother selling baked breads as the market, and her father working out in the fields. Adelei was an only child, which was fine with her parents, as they didn't have any more money to support anyone else.
As a child, Adelei was quiet and watchful. She spent early mornings helping her mother prepare her baked breads for the market by following her around and picking up pieces of crumbs she found on the floor. She'd seemingly thought it was helpful, as that what she always did in the morning before they both left for the market. Her father would still be sleeping, as he wouldn't have to work until later, but Adelei always made sure she would go poke and pat him early in the morning, just to make sure he was still living. After they would reach the market, her mother would set up the stall. The warm smell of baked breads and other foods wafted around the area, and quiet chatter filled the silent air. Adelei would stand there next to her mother, quietly gazing about her. She listened to the early morning chatter, and when It ended, waited patiently for something else to listen to. As the light of the early day reaches them, people begin to gather around, hungry and starved for the baked goods around them. This is when the first children begin to appear around, following their parents to the market for a filling breakfast. When Adelei spotted someone she knew, she would rush off, waving to her mother, and try to catch up to the other child. Then, while the day grew brighter, more and more children would gather, creating a group of hysteric children shrieking with laughter as they ran around the area playing hide & seek or tag.
This is how Adelei mostly spent most of the days, accompanied by others, running and laughing around the Island. Her mother was never worried about her, since the island was small, and only consisted of about 20 houses. There was one house that she wasn't supposed to go near though, but it was a bit farther away anyway. The house was larger than the others, and the residents were seemingly cruel. Her mother had said it was better to leave the house alone. She didn't argue, she didn't say anything about it, just nodded and left the house alone. She did see the residents every now and then. It was a bit hard not to see them, as they were always dressed in the most extravagant clothing she'd ever seen. They seemed cold and cruel, and Adelei didn't like the way the woman would address her mother whenever she purchased bread from their stall. Her gaze was always cold, and her tone of voice was harsh. Adelei noticed most people tried to not converse with the two people, and only fulfilled whatever they wished for without asking questions.
Adelei had never noticed that there was another child that she hadn't known of until she was 5. She hadn't noticed because she had never seen him before. He was a resident of the larger house as well. She knew this because she spotted him walking with the well-dressed man. Perhaps the man was his father? She wasn't sure. Though she saw that the way the boy looked about him was different from the way the man did. The man looked about with hatred and disgust... the boy with something closer to amazement. Adelei didn't understand why he was amazed, but she had lived her whole life amongst the liveliness of the Island. Perhaps he hadn't. She wanted to approach him and talk to him, but for the first time, she wasn't willing to run after someone she wanted to meet. Adelei was otherwise very outgoing now a days, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Something warned her about approaching the boy. She was left there standing, watching the boy walk forward with the man towards the docks. Her attention and curiosity and been caught. Quietly, not daring to go any closer, she followed them along the path to the docks. The boy and his father rose on to a ship which then took flight, and she sat herself down to watch. For awhile she watched, but then realized her mother may be worried. So she stood up and ran back.
But she'd be back to watch them later again, as she notice the boy and the man always left for the docks on Saturday mornings.
So her everyday life continued, now with a new little hobby. She didn't know why she was interested, perhaps it was just the fact she never really could go talk to him that kept her interested in watching. She didn't let it bother her. It was a pleasant activity. The ship was extravagant as well, which made it a pleasure to gaze upon it. Time passed, and life went on leisurely. The boy was soon allowed to pilot the ship as well, Adelei noticed, which she found was a frightening idea. To be in control of an object that could just drop out of the sky was something else than being aboard one. Not that she had.
At the age of 15 Adelei began to work harder at the market. She didn't have time to spend for herself anymore as her mother grew tired easily and had come to dislike standing around each day, leaving Adelei to work the stall herself. Her mother stayed at home now, baking, and every other hour Adelei would go fetch a new batch of bread. As it was, Adelei's friends would come visit her at the stall. Some of them had more times at hand, and they were all keen on spending it together. They spent what time they had chatting away at anything interesting or out of the ordinary that happened, and laughed hysterically whenever Adelei managed to create another hilariously horrible joke. They teased her about embarrassing times she's gone through, and she teased them. Everyday life was tiring yet enjoyable.
One day though, as they were gathered like any other day, Adelei noticed the boy was in the market. It wasn't a Saturday, so she was taken back by surprise a bit, but it was an interesting sight. He wasn't there with the man, and he seemed to be walking around the market interested in purchasing something. This became a common sight though, as the boy started to visit the market everyday. He was treated coldly at first, as Adelei noticed, due to his origins. She had heard enough tales about him from her friends, and she didn't mind hearing the stories. Somehow she never had the time to talk to him, or try to, and she worked throughout the day at the stall.
Her life carried on in a subtle manner. She spent time with family and friends, took a liking to multiple guys throughout the years though only did she ever really go out with one, worked at the stall and socialized with people. She didn't really want anything else, she was interested in the life she had. She still kept an eye on the boy though. He had seemingly tried to chat up a few of her friends, which she had heard about right away, and they had learned his name. His name was Rowan Alastair. It was extravagant to her, or perhaps she only found it that way because everything else they owned was extravagant. He was supposedly a very kind fellow, and people began to like him and treat him like the rest. He seemingly had no problem fitting in. She still, even though a few years had passed (Adelei was now 17) , had not talked to him properly except for a few times he stopped by the stall and had no idea why she was so interested in him, even though she dismissed it mostly. Maybe she wouldn't know for awhile.
It was early. Adelei awoke, preparing herself for another day at the market that would be swarming with people in a few hours. But as she reached the market, she realized she had arrived way too early. To spend her time she decided she would go to the docks and see if anyone else was already awake and working there. As she arrived, she spotted the Alastair's ship. She gazed upon it like she had so many other times for awhile, and walked closer for a better look. The closer the got, the more extravagant it seemed. She had the urge to climb aboard and see what it was like. Hesitantly, she looked about, and then grabbed hold of the ladder. Hoisting herself up, she climbed aboard. It was still dark, and she couldn't see much, so she tried her best to be careful while walking around. She gazed around in awe for a bit, but decided it was best to go back. She felt a bit sick anyway. Seemingly the thought of being so high up on something that could easily fall still made her sick.
Quietly, she scurried back towards the ladder. At that point, she noticed that Rowan Alastair himself was walking towards her. If he were to catch her on his ship, perhaps things wouldn't turn out too well. Trying to calm herself and not feel frightened, she looked about her for someplace to hide. Noticing a suitable spot, she ran over, not watching her step, and at the last minute got herself tangled in a pile of rope, tripping herself and causing her to lose consciousness as she fell behind a stack of empty crates.
Next thing you know she found herself flying aboard an airship.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
She is keen on learning everything about the new land. She had never really been interested in education, only helping her mother and father, but now she’s realized she wants to know more than just the island she came from like the back of her hands.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
She's average in strength, carrying around baskets of bread and such, and doing a few odd jobs for people every now and then. She is quite outgoing and talkative, which is helpful in a new environment, but also negative in ways. She is usually able to make friends out of most people, but not always. She also has a quite strong memory, allowing her to remember multiple people.
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.):
Since she is usually able to make friends out of most people, she's frightened or upset when someone dislikes her. Usually she begins to blame herself for it, even if that person is usually unsocial. She can be a bit too outgoing and talkative sometimes, making her seem very nosy and noisy. She doesn't have the best balance, and she has a hard time walking without falling sometimes. (She's dropped a bit of bread throughout the years) She also becomes anxious if she finds herself lost, as she’s known where she was 24/7 up to now.
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.
Adelei stares at the men, aghast. Walking over quickly, she tries to nudge herself in between the men and the young girl. Spreading her arms out wide in front of the girl, she looks at the men sternly and says "This isn't looking like something that should be going on. Why don't you walk away and leaver her alone?" The men, who were slightly surprised at first, look at her with hatred. One of them begins to breathe heavily, irritated, and snorts "Why don'tchya mind yer own fu**in business?", and swiftly raises his fist as the other one watches with a slanted grin, causing Adelei to stand still in disbelief and fright as the mans fist meets her face.
***
Pain lashes out through Adelei as she finally gains consciousness. The men and the young girl are all gone, and she's been left on the cold cobblestone. She touches her face gingerly, finding that her cheek has swollen, and looks about herself. She has multiple bruises and a few open wounds. Seemingly the men weren't happy with just one punch.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Adelei shakes her head no. "Thank you, but no thank you." She smiles, trying to seem as if she was grateful for the kind offer. The man looks at her with disappointment, then reaches under his coat to grab something, without saying a word. He pulls out a bag of coins, and Adelei stares at it in disbelief. Her jaw drobs, and she lifts her hand to grab ahold of one of the coins, only to have the bag pulled away from her. "Oh, uh, I" She murmurs, slightly shocked, as he gives her sharp glare. "You missed out, girlie." He retorts, and walks off huffing.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Adelei glances down at him, wishing she had something to offer. She had absolutely nothing for him or herself, and her stomach growls in agreement. First you have to take care of yourself to feed someone else, she thought. Sighing, she crouches down, placing one of her hands on his. He doesn't say anything at first, then mutters, "What good is this sh*t gonna do me, huh?" She shakes her head, frowning, then turns his hand around, placing a ring in his hand. "You can sell it for some money." she says, standing up and wiping her hands on her skirt from the dirt.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Adelei glares at him, mad. "I wouldn't be talking with a drunken mouth if I were you," she hisses, nudging his chair slightly as a warning. He glares back at her, his eyes slightly crossed. "Ahn what'rye gun do eh?" He fires back at her in a high-pitched voice, seemingly trying to imitate her to make fun of her even more. Standing up suddenly with haste, Adelei wipes her eyes with the back of her hands before slapping the fellow right across his drunken face, causing him to lose his balance and fall off his chair in shock. "I'll kick you in the sack if you don't watch yourself, fellow." She retorts, and spits on his face before walking out.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
"S'cuse me miss, but where'd you find that necklace?" Adelei inquires, smiling kindly at the woman. The woman stops and turns to look at Adelei, seemingly a bit surprised at the sudden question. "Ah, this? Yes well, my husband purchased this for me as a gift." She murmurs somewhat quietly, seemingly embarrassed to talk about the subject. Smiling even more at her sudden embarrassment, Adelei nods "It's beautiful, pity you don't know where it's from. Thank you though." she says, and walks away as the woman stutters a goodbye and hurries off to whatever business she had to attend.
I added about 200 more words from the 1st app... The stuff about the poor and playing as a child. I also got rid of the contradictions
Sorry ThermalGhost365, I'm not seeing what you're seeing. Perhaps you should look at the application you posted prior and subsequent to my first deferral. I do not see anything about Sebastian's childhood other than he had few close friends. I also do not see anything added that refers to the poor. I will not defer you for this inquiry, but the second deferral will stand as is for now.
Sorry ThermalGhost365, I'm not seeing what you're seeing. Perhaps you should look at the application you posted prior and subsequent to my first deferral. I do not see anything about Sebastian's childhood other than he had few close friends. I also do not see anything added that refers to the poor. I will not defer you for this inquiry, but the second deferral will stand as is for now.
I apologise, I didn't paste the new biography in, I shall edit it in now
Consider yourself lucky, ThermalGhost. While the application was very shaky, I believe you can prove yourself a capable RPer. So without further ado, welcome to The Anerian Chronicles by Silver Gaming! Check out the forums at http://aneria.enjin.com/home to catch up on current events and to just interact with fellow players outside of Minecraft! I'll whitelist you now.
Name: Robin Macleod/ Richard Macleod/ Robert Macleod ((It’s the same person. You’ll find out in the bio.))
Age: 31
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: A very muscular fellow, weighing in at 265lbs and the height of 6’6. He doesn’t care to dress well and would much rather like to show off his scars to help intimidate people. He has short, brown hair and jet black eyes. Obviously not the most attractive fellow ever, but is definitely intimidating and uses that to his advantage.
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.):
In a faraway island, the thunder booms, shaking a small farmhouse and inside, a small baby boy cries. After a few moments, a rather young lady walks in singing a peaceful lullaby. She picks up the child and sits down on a rickety barrel next to the baby’s crib.
“Don’t you worry child, Mama’s here.” She whispers soothingly as she rocks the baby back and forth. She looks out the window as the raindrops trickle down. “Mama will always be here for you, no matter what.” A warm, gentle smile appears her face as she sees the baby, now calm, looking right up at his mother. She resumes singing with her beautiful, motherly voice as she rocks the boy to sleep.
The boy’s name was Robin.
“Robin, can you help me carry these buckets of milk?” His mother asks as she walks down the field to their home. Robin had just finished learning how to milk the cows from her mom. He thought it was funny when the cow’s utters squeaked a little as he squeezed and pulled on them. Learning how to milk the cows was the last thing he needed to learn to run the farm. Until then, his mother had done all the work. It was astonishing how healthy and strong she was, considering she had to tend to the farm every day, starting her chores at dawn and ending at dusk. “Wow! Look at you carrying both all by yourself! And to think you’re only 7…” She complimented, as Robin took both the buckets and carried it inside for her.
When they reached the house, Robin set down the milk buckets near the kitchen and started to run out towards the field. He wanted to run out and play with the sheepdogs. Most days, Robin would race with the dogs around the farm, even though he would be far behind after the first dozen meters. The dogs would always run to the edge of the field and wag their tails, panting as they wait for Robin to catch up. This happened just before lunch, and he usually came inside all sweaty and covered from top to bottom with grass, wheat and fur.
“Where do you think you’re going, mister?” His mother inquired from the kitchen as Robin took a step outside. His mother didn’t even have to look to know what he was up to. But she knew teaching him manners would do him nothing but good.
“T’ runs wit the doggies!” Robin said excitedly, and pointed out towards the field where the dogs were play-fighting.
“And what do you say before going outside to play?” She had her hands on her hip, tilting her head with a small smirk appearing on her face.
“… May I please go play wit the doggies, mommy?” Robin was jumping up and down, still pointing towards the dog.
“Yes, yes you may. Make sure to come back before lunch, Robby.”
“Okay mommy.” Robin ran out the door as quick as he could towards the dogs, to which he was welcome with a tackle.
*******
The Guard struggled to keep Robin against the wall, even though it was clear Robin wasn’t even using half his force. “Look what ya did, boy! Ye think ye can steal that necklace? Huh?!” The Guard asked rhetorically. Anyone could tell the obvious regret in Robin’s face. Robin searched the gathering crowd, searching for the jeweller he stole from and looked at him with an apologetic expression. “Well ye can’t!”
“It’s… it’s me mother’s birthday, sir. I just wanted ta get her somethin’ nice.” Robin pleaded; he knew he would be in more trouble if he struggled.
“Well now ye can celebrate her birt’day from the cell!” The Guard grabs Robin’s wrists and ties them together with a rope. Robin gave in and let the Guard take him to the prison.
*******
Robin started kicking on the cell door, trying to break it open. From the outside of his cell, he could see fire, smoke, bodies, and other unimaginable images. For minutes, he kicked, punched and body-checked the door until, finally, it flew open. He ran outside and, for a couple of seconds, took in the display of the horrid massacre the Pirates were running. Robin started to run as fast as he could towards his farm, hoping it was still there.
Robin couldn’t believe what he saw. As he approached the farm, he saw two, motionless dogs lying on the ground. He kneeled down to examine them. When he looked back up, he saw the entire farm in blazes. The crops were turning to ashes, the barn was collapsing, and… the farmhouse. He could see the farmhouse was intact, but not for long. The fire was spreading rapidly, and he hoped his mother had already evacuated. He ran through the blazing field towards his house, acquiring several burns along the way. He kicked the door open and ran in. To his right, he saw his mother bound to a chair and a cloth over her mouth. She was screaming something, but Robin couldn’t understand. There were tears in her eye as she shook her head furiously. Suddenly, a blade came out of her stomach and her body went limp.
“…Mother?” Robin croaked. His hands shook as he approached her. He was in shock as what just happened. To him, his mother was invincible. She could take hours of work and never get tired, but yet there she was. Dead. Dead right before his very eyes. He didn’t know how to react. He /couldn’t/ react. A loud creak came from behind him and everything went black.
*******
He woke up inside a small, wooden room. He tried to move his arms but saw that it was bound to the ceiling. When he tried to look down at his feet, he saw that it was a lot harder to move his head. Robin realised he was tied upside down and panicked. ‘, , !’ Before he could clear his head, two pirates entered the room. One held a metal rod and the other, a whip. After what seemed like forever, a sturdy man opened the door and walked in. With a commanding voice, he ordered the men to stop. He then turned around to Robin.
“Do you have any idea you’re hear, Robin?” The man boomed. Robin narrowed his eyes.
“How do you know my name?” He inquired. There was no way a random pirate captain could know a random farmer’s name. The next few minutes were the most painful minutes of his life. The captain told him he was his father, and that his mother traded for the farm. His mother, desperate for a place to live, promised to give the captain her first-born child. Of course, the captain thought that was not a fair bargain. He would be the father of her first-born and would take Robin from her on his fourth birthday. When she refused and told him he deserved a peaceful life with a loving mother, the captain vowed to make her suffer for it. And suffer she did.
Robin was in disbelief. He couldn’t think of anything to say before the pirates left him in the room. After a couple of hours, Robin turned… insane. With a motive full of pure hatred, he broke his chains and fell to the floor. He grabbed the metal rod the pirate had left there and smashed the door open. Right away, he saw some pirates playing a game of cards and took them by surprise. They didn’t last four minutes.
After a bloody brawl with the pirate crew, he managed to get to the captain’s quarters. There he saw the captain –he refused to call someone like him his father—behind a desk, writing on a paper. He looked up and saw Robin, his knuckles and face filled with blood. Robin spit on the ground, and the captain fumbled to take out his sword. Backed against the wall, he drew the sword at Robin and threatened to stay back. Snickering, Robin grabbed the chair next to him and threw it at the captain. Right after throwing, he charged at him, taking them both down to the floor. The captain landed a few blows at his face, but Robin pinned his arms down with his knees. He started to pound his face over and over.
“You!” Robin punched him. “Are!” He punched him again. “Not!” Bang. “My!” Bang. “Damn!” Bang. “Father!” Bang. It was clear the captain was dead, but he continued relentless until he broke down in tears a few minutes later.
*******
Robin was never able to go back to his home. After passing out, subsequent to beating his father to death, something inside him spurred that would affect his life forever. When he woke up and saw all the dead bodies caused by his rage, his personality split. A kind, self-conscious gentleman named Robert, the outgoing, brave person named Richard, and the evil, immoral delinquent that now consumes himself named Robin. Each was created with a purpose: Robert was to counter the immoral and vicious actions he has committed, Richard was a bit more defined version of his normal self, and Robin was to embrace the villainous deeds.
For weeks, he hid himself in a cave, fighting with his separate personalities. He created a living world in his head in which Robert, Richard and Robin resided. Richard and Robin constantly fought to gain control of their physical body. Robert hardly interfered between the two, hoping they could figure it out themselves. He did, however, stopped them when they were physically hurting themselves, convincing his counterparts that no one will be able to live if the body goes limp.
Eventually, Robin managed to lock his other selves in a cell and overtime, the cell became a locked gateway to the ‘control center’ and Robin was the only one with the key. Although Robin, at first, had complete control, his dominance began to weaken, letting Richard and Robert speak for just a couple of minutes at a time.
After a couple of years of illegal work, he decided to start an operation elsewhere. He listed his options but, after days of thinking, he chose the Capital would be a good place to start. ‘In a city like that, there definitely has to be a lot of small bands that I can join.’ Neither Richard nor Robert disagreed with the idea, which confused Robin. Richard usually always had to get a word in with any decision he was about to make. Richard and Robert, however, knew that being surrounded by a large number of people for long periods of time will either drastically reduce Robin’s control or give him much more strength. It was a chance they were willing to take. Only time will tell how long Robin can keep his dominance over his body.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Robin wants to maintain control of his body and become a notorious criminal. Richard wants to take control of his body, and with Robin’s dominance slowly reducing, he’s become more and more anxious to take it from him. Robert, however, wants the three to live in harmony, with each of them taking equal dominance.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Physical:
Physically, Robin is a true physical specimen. He can run at a decent speed for his size, and is very strong. That’s the only strength that each personality brings, however.
Robin: He is very skilled with an axe and his fists. He welcomes the pain and fights through it as much as he can.
Richard: Does fairly well with a sword and is honourable during fights.
Robert: He can endure hits well enough, but he never wants to use his strength for anything other than moving inanimate objects.
Personality:
Robin: He can make himself intimidating and keeps a sharp tone in his voice.
Richard: Very social and somewhat charming, considering his appearance.
Robert: A moral compass, Robert cares about everything and everyone. He doesn’t hesitate to help strangers, and easily forgives.
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.):
Academically, they are very, very stupid and have difficulty reading. Each of them is often fighting with one another and can hardly ever make a day without almost seriously injuring themselves. Also, neither of them can make a clean decision as one of them often tries to interfere. Isn’t agile or flexible and is a very easy target for magic/arrows. Has a very low tolerance for alcohol, but still enjoys drinking.
Robin: Has a very hot temper and tries to take on too many people at once. Most of the time, he ends up getting run over by a group of people, a spellcaster or an archer. Although he's a ruthless brat, him and all of his personas have a weak spot for children. If any of them sees a child getting hurt, they will unleash a hot temper.
Richard: He is over-confident with himself and hates it when someone else is doing better than him. He is very gullible and has a weak spot for fire. He seems to freeze and quiver at the sight of one and needs help getting through it.
Robert: Also very gullible and is sometimes too generous. He won’t hesitate to give up an item, or his time, even if it means his own demise.
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.): Nah.
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.
Robin’s eyes immediately fill with anger. Without saying a word, he charges at one of the men and tackles him to the ground. “What in the hell?” The second man says, standing dumbfounded. Robin attempts to pin his arms with his knees and start to swing at his face. The second one finally reacts and takes out his sword. “Get the hell of me partner,” he threatens, sword drawn. Robin smirks as he stands up. He stomps on the first man’s head as he stands. “Oops, sorry about dat.” Robin chuckles at his own joke. The man doesn’t realise the size of Robin and is slightly taken aback. He regains his composure, realising he is armoured and has a sword. Unexpectedly, Robin leaps toward him fist first and knocks the man out. He then turns to see that the girl has ran away, probably more because of Robin than the men.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Robin snorts and stands up from his seat. “How about you either give me yer airship and yer crew, or you git outta ma face.” The man, a little nervous now, replies, “I-I should probably get back… Make sure you, uh, think about the offer!” He turns and quickly trots away from Robin.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Robin stares at the old man. He starts to whisper under his breath, “Should I feed him?” “No! You shouldn’t feed a lowly beggar!” “But he’s hungry!” The whispers turn into loud angry argument between himself. The beggar, obviously terrified, scatters and flees from the scene.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Robin turns right at the man and, without saying a word, takes the man’s head and throws it onto the counter. “YOU TAKE DAT BACK!” Robin demands as he continuously slams the drunkards head onto the table. A guard, thinking Robin is drunk as well draws his sword and orders him to stop. “….GAH!” Robin slams his head one last time as he allows the guard to escort Robin to jail.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Robin takes a good look at that necklace. A smirk creeps up his face as it usually does when he’s scheming, but it fades when he looks at the woman. He shakes his head whispering to himself as he walks past, trying to forget he ever saw her.
Cswartz9, you fixed up what I asked you to, and that's great. Thanks for adding the explanation for the bow, although I still believe your first ICR was a little power-game'y (Less than last time, thanks to that explanation to him), I'll let it go, because it's the only problem, and it's a pretty small one. Well, I'll whitelist you soon, hopefully you'll be able to get on, we're having an event in the next hour!
EDIT: Forgot to mention, instead of editing the app, post in again. It makes it easier for us WL'er.
Character Information
Name: Sigil Druthldi
Age: 27
Class: Bladesmaster
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Medori
Physical description: 5.5 inches Tall, wears white rags over grey clothes. His face is concealed by a matching hood, but his eyes are yellow, and his hair is a dark blond. Caucasian Skin, and wears black sashes on his biceps and his waist. He wears a Medori wood charm around his neck as a reminder of his former life. Finally, he is barefoot, so he doesn't break your nose in the unlikely event he has to kick you in the face.
Screen capture of your skin: [img][IMG]http://i.imgur.com/bVzvNPW.png[/img]
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliché manner.):
Like most of the Medori at the time, Sigil was born and raised on the Fatherland before it was destroyed in the Jensen Crisis. Raised in a typical upbringing, his childhood and adolescence were filled with days of ease. For a while, Sigil believed that he would eventually die surrounded by this tranquility. However, the day the Fatherland moved into the position where it at last made contact with the Chancellery Capital of Avalon proved to be the beginning of the end for the life he knew.
Sigil, like all who had attended the meeting between his chieftain and Adam Ceva, who was Chancellor at the time was shocked and distraught at the ominous conclusion to the intended Diplomacy. For a while, Sigil suspected that a member of the Chancellery was responsible for the incident, and adopted a distrust of the outsider society. Because of this, he never left the Medori Island, preferring to remain at home rather than involve himself with foreign matters. For this reason, he was never aware of occurrences such as the Red Wedding or expeditions to places such as the Map Island and the Fourth Civ until the day monsters overran both Avalon and the Fatherland; the latter of which was destroyed.
Newly displaced, Sigil was now at an impasse; he was stuck on an unfamiliar island with the very people he disliked. At first, he was entirely reluctant to help the survivors on the Mining Island, but as time passed, he noticed how well people were getting along and began to believe he was wrong about his previous convictions. By the time the survivors journeyed to Brightwater for the final battle, Sigil had trusted them completely. He mingled with the crowd, made some friends, and learned all that’d happened prior to his home’s demise. Joining the rest of the crowd in exploring the depths of Brightwater, Sigil bared witness to Ravitz’s death, Jensen’s sealing, and Aneria’s rising. Later, after the survivors took back the Capital from the monsters, Sigil intended to start anew and live amongst the people, however, once the people resettled into their old lives, Sigil began to notice that the people he once worked alongside were now turning cynical, and in some cases utterly conceited; either blaming Aneria for all their problems or utterly worshiping her as per the instructions of the Church, an institution he believed was at the heart of their conceit. Once new lands were discovered, specifically the colony, Sigil undertook a new lease on life and left the island for good. He now lives in self-contemplation, meditating on top of the colony’s mountain and practicing a disciplined code of honor he invented himself. He hopes to one day become as enlightened as Aneria, and banish the notions of conceit that have befallen the people of now.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To find inner peace and to help spread it to all in need of it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
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 armored men harassing a young girl.
Sigil narrows his eyes. Preying on the weak was a dishonor to oneself. Sigil considered letting these capital people wallow in their misery like pigs. This thought is instantly rebuked by his code: By moral law, condemn the man who willfully turns a blind eye to injustice. If he left that girl to her fate, he would be disowning his code of honor and therefore be abandoning himself. Gazing determinedly at the spectacle, Sigil approaches the alleyway and promptly demands the two men back off.
“And what are you going to do, bare-foot?” Sneers one of the men.
Sigil smiles. “That depends. The first move is yours.”
The thug seems slightly astonished at this, but he takes the invitation. Lunging forward with his knife, Sigil sees the move coming and vaults himself off the alley wall, landing a kick in the thug’s face. Now angered, the thug gets up and attempts to grab Sigil, who promptly vaults himself over the thug’s head and lands another kick, sending the hapless ruffian towards the floor and knocking him out. However, the second thug sneaks up behind Sigil and lands a hit on our martial-artist, who is promptly knocked down. Expecting to be finished off, Sigil waits for the final blow to come: At least he would die knowing he tried to protect someone. But the blow did not come; he heard a rush of footsteps running away from him. Getting up and groaning, he looked up to see that the other thug had ran away. Looking around the alleyway, he sees that the young lady he tried to protect is cowering in the alley. Putting on a friendly face, he tells her that all is well and to go home. She smiles, and promptly does so. Recalling that moment of weakness, Sigil resolves not to let that happen again.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sigil politely refuses, stating that he has no desire to attain fortune. Those who would trade their lives for coin do not know their true value themselves. As per his code, he politely refuses and goes on his way.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Sigil looks sadly at the sight. That man had no home and no food. Suddenly filled with empathy, Sigil decides to fast for an extra three days in addition to the two days already planned. One does not know his fortune until he is parted from it. Determined, Sigil walks over, hands the man the carrots he just bought, and leaves to fast.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Sigil stares stoically at the drunkard. Swiftly remembering his code, he quells the initial anger one would feel at such a slight, and gives a respectful bow. Sigil promptly leaves just as the drunkard goes off into another rage. Sighing, Sigil remembers his practice of tolerance. He did well, all things considered. However, he was close to kicking the poor man’s face for a few seconds. Anger begets hatred, which begets suffering.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Sigil is entranced by the necklace for a few seconds, until he reprimands himself. Gold is the root of all evil. Reminding himself to meditate extra hard later, Sigil ignores the woman and continues on his way.
Accepted: Goldbartender/AU_Lord -
NIce app, Blight.. Err.. Goldbartender? I guess I can't call you Blight anymore. I look forward to seeing Sigil RP. See ya server-side!
Character Information
Name: Gaius Fraust
Age: 19
Class: Alchemist
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Medori
Physical description: Gaius is about six feet fall, with brown skin and dark brown hair. His eyes are a dark gray, and he has a mesomorphic build. He has a short beard, and handsome features, yet his face still has a tint of boyishness to it. He wears a red cloak over his traditional Medori clothing, and thick dark-brown boots.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
Gaius was the younger of two children, and had been an unplanned pregnancy. His father was the Medori authority on Alchemy, and so from a very young age it was understood that the same would be true for him in time. Gaius’ childhood on the Medori island was relatively uneventful for the first five years. He got along nicely with the other children. Although he wasn’t the strongest, he evaded bullying by simply being a generally liked person.
When he turned seven, Gaius’s father became ill. Knowing that his time was somewhat limited, he decided to split the teachings of his sons in half: He would teach anatomy and the physical parts of alchemy to Gaius’ older brother (Demetri) because he was old enough to begin to perform them, being ten. On the other hand, Gaius would be taught the theory and practice of brewing. Although he knew that he would eventually die before his children perfected the arts, Gaius’ father also knew that they would be able to teach each other after he passed on. When Gaius was fourteen, he was forced to say farewell to his father. It was a bittersweet departure–everybody had known that he as going to die sooner rather than later. Gaius was happy that he might finally be at peace.
Together, Gaius worked with his brother to finish their alchemy studies. Demetri, who was seventeen, was growing into a skilled surgeon, while Gaius had adequate knowledge of brewing and theory. He was almost never seen without his father’s alchemy books. It was during this time that he became acquainted with Mateu, who became somewhat of a distant father figure. It was also during this time that he met Kiera, a young woman one year older than him. He would later pursue a relationship with her. While he studied alchemy and went on several adventures around the Medori island with his elder brother and Kiera, he grew to love nature and the wild aspects of it.
Over the next four years, he became a proficient brewer. His life had been going quite well when things began to change drastically. When the Medori first came into contact with the Chancellery, he was immediately wary of them. They were far too different for his liking. They seemed to want to tame nature, and they were too violent. The last straw was during the Cicero incident. By that time, Gaius had made up his mind about them: they were a self-interested and violent people. He wanted nothing more than to remain on the Medori island and ignore them, but it grew increasingly clear that it would not be possible. Kiera wanted to join the church. Gaius could not bring himself to stop her, but he didn’t want to move to Brightwater. However, as Kiera began to stay there for longer and longer periods of time, he was eventually forced to. Then came the Jensen crisis, which Gaius did his best to stay out of. Nevertheless, it took its toll on him: Kiera was one of the many priests massacred during the attack on Brightwater.
Then the Medori island sunk.
It should be no surprise that when it was all over, Gaius was among the first to volunteer to help Mateu colonize a new island. With the creation of Constance, he finally found a place that he could return to what he loved. Still filled with the raw grief of losing Kiera, he at least had his brother, his people, his alchemy. He still had a place to heal. The people of the Chancellery could bother the Medori no longer–at least not the ones that had the sense to stay where they belonged.
Even that was a fantasy. The day the golems awoke, Gaius lost Mateu, as well as his brother. His homeland was lost, and he was forced to move to the capital. Gaius couldn’t bring himself to feel sadness. No, he only felt anger. Anger at the Chancellery, for contributing so much to his losses. Anger at their goddess Aneria, for protecting such a people while allowing them to commit these crimes. Anger at all of the Medori who had just gone along with it. It was with them that he was the most angry, because that was something he just couldn’t bring himself to do: go along with it.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Gaius’ motivation is to retain his connection with his Medori roots. He hates the Chancellery, and wants to take revenge on them. He believes that the Medori should remain separate from the Chancellery no matter what, and he means to make that happen.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Gaius is perceptive and intelligent. He is also, at heart, a genuinely nice person. He is skilled at brewing, and it will be hard for him to resist helping somebody in need, regardless of their race. He is of mediocre strength, and can hold his own in a fist fight against a normal opponent. However, if the person is a skilled fighter, it might be a different story.
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.):
Gaius is impulsive and impetuous. He will always speak what’s on his mind, no matter what, and this can get him into very bad situations. He is also, simply put, a racist. He can be quick to judge people based on his first impressions of them, and although he is very nice when it comes to other Medori, he can be cold to others if they aren’t in need of help. His biggest weakness is that he tends to hold onto the past; he will not forget a grudge.
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.):
He’ll know some of the other Medori (like Severin and Mateu (who’s dead anyway)).
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.
Gaius eyes the scene with a frown. The guards are standing on either side of the girl, who has a defiant expression on her face.
“What’s going on here?” Gaius calls out, resting his palm on the handle of one of his tomahawks.
“This woman won’t talk!” comes the annoyed voice of one of the guards.
“We got a lead that she knows who tried to rob the coins office, and she innit talking.”
Already biased against the guards, Gaius’ frown deepens. “Well if she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t have to.”
The girl favors him with a small smile. He shrugs at her.
“All right, well we weren’t asking for your opinion anyway. So get on your way, Medori.”
Gaius grits his teeth and walks up to him. “Look at the girl, she can’t be older than ten. You’re telling me that capital guards are so pathetic that they need to harass children for information?”
The guards simply scowl and let the girl run away.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Fortune is one thing that doesn’t concern Gaius very much. On the Medori island, they had bartered. Gaius still didn’t see the use of money, and yet, it was what got one ahead in this new world. Joining this crew would take him away from this society, and also reward him with a fortune. Maybe he could use the money to benefit his fellow Medori.
“So what will we be doing on this crew?”, Gaius asks.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Looking at the man sympathetically, Gaius hands him a few pieces of bread, along with a potion of healing and a bottle of water. Of the capital people, the beggars are the ones that he doesn’t hate. In fact, he can almost relate to them. He has no home, and neither do they. Whenever he comes across one, he gives them all he can. “Good luck to you, friend.”
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Gaius clenches a fist, closing his eyes. He isn’t even sure why he is in the tavern–he doesn’t like these people. He slowly turns to the man, but decides against responding. It really wasn’t worth it, and it would only encourage the stupid drunkard. Gaius gets up and leaves the tavern, closing the door gently behind him.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
The necklace is a simple gem hanging from a twine thread. It has a natural beauty that so few things in Avalon possess. Wondering if the woman is anything like her necklace, Gaius lets his gaze drift to her. Her fancy clothing and hairdo tell him the complete opposite–she is probably from the “higher class” of these people. They are the worst.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
Nups.
Other notes:
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gamer9726, another excellent app from an excellent role-player! I look forward to RP'ing with your character!
IGN: ThermalGhost365
Real-Life Age: 16
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): ThermalGhost365
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”?: Powergaming is making your character do something that wouldn’t be humanly able, or doing something to another character without their consent. E.g; “*John punches Dan in the face*” the correct way would be: “*John swings a punch at Dan, aiming for his face*”.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is where you use OOC knowledge IC, like when you see someone’s nametag floating above their head, and run around a wall to go talk to them. This is Metagaming because that nametag is not floating above their head IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Role-playing is where you play the role of a character that isn't you, it can be of your own creation or not. You play out the emotions of the character, and his personality affects how he will react to situations.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing that character consents to the death, or they are in an inescapable situation.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in the OOC chat, or using double parentheses “(())” around the text.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Mages that have studied for a Mage degree at the university, after they have gained their Primary degree.
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, AKA the ‘Medori’, are quite a superstitious and old people, they are also quite peaceful. They’ve been quite secluded from the Chancellery.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In the year 169 A.R when Linyera Monarchy was defeated.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights, created in 37 A.R to protect the Islands from monsters and evil.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that stops people from falling off the islands and dying, it safely teleports people onto land. The Essence is the first plane's Mana and it can be gotten by completing tasks like mining ores, and defeating monsters.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an immortal body snatcher that terrorised the Chancellery, he is now a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: 4 years of roleplaying.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Fallout: Wild Wasteland, I’ve not left it yet. Vault RP, it shut down. Nuke is the Future, shut down. LOTC, not left it yet. Old World Blues, shut down.
Character Information
Name: Sebastian Carrington
Age: 28
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citzen of Chancellery
Physical description: 6ft tall, Average build. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Light stubble
Screen capture of your skin:http://imgur.com/sb8uSs5
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.):
Sebastian grew up on an estate outside of the capital with his mother, father and his brother Edgar on their estate. He had dirty blond hair, blue coloured eyes, Always wore padded trousers and a shirt, he was 6 foot and an average build. Sebastian had a few close friends when he was young who were also estate children. Everyday he would run around an orchard behind the house with them, they would laugh and run through the crops trampling them like they don't care. Of course Sebastian's father always shouted at him but, he was after all a kid and he didn't hold it against him. Sebastian's favourite game was hide and seek, he would hide up a tree or among the plants, he always won. Sebastian family was quite wealthy. Sebastian family made most of their income from investments in local businesses. Sebastian started working for his father for the rest of his teenage years as an estate guard this was due to Sebastian's obbession with " swords mastery" he had grown tired of labouring and wanted to be a Knight... But his dad wanted him to defend this estate instead. Sebastian started to build up muscles and stunt his growth by training with heavy swords and doing physical tests. At the age of 18 Sebastian left home. Trying to make a living for himself
For the first time he was on his own. He began to travel around the land trying to find work, He eventually met a man called Nikolia who said Sebastian can help him as a travelling merchant. Sebastian entrigued and eager to help accepted his offer and traveled across Oren selling basic wares like iron bars and leather. It was a well payed job but also had uncomfortable sleeping conditions and living conditions. Sebastian still loved the job despite those minor fallbacks. Sebastian always spared a piece of gold for those in need, every night he was in a town or any sort of settlement he would sneak away from Nikolia and buy the poor food or a place to stay. He got to visit many places and see beautiful scenery. It seemed it was going some well, He got a lot of gold and had a new best friend called Nikolia but when life was at its high it was about to get to a low. One night whilst Sebastian and Nikolia were sleeping they were woken by sounds of sculling and loud whispers. When Sebastian opened his eyes he seen his goods and gold were being stolen by a group of 3 men, Sebastian hit Nikolia to wake him up and tell him what is happening, Nikolia unsheathed his dagger and jumped out of the wagon and started waving it at the men. The men ran in fear with Sebastian's and Nikolias gold and equipment. It was not long after this had happened that Nikolia and Sebastian grew further and further away from each other until one morning Nikolia spoke to Sebastian and wished him goodbye and made Sebastian leave his wagon . Due to this Sebastian became upset, he was an emotional person he thought Nikolia as a friend but it turns out he dumped him like Sebastian dumped his family...
In depression he decided he needed somewhere to settle down, a city with huge walls and people, somewhere safe, somewhere he can have family... Home. So he decided to move back to the capital, a huge walled and safe city that he had passed through a few times as a merchant and he seen how much it has changed since he left home... Home... His real home. So he arrived in the capitol a few days later and got a job in his fathers estate as a guard again defending his other family everyday and looking after the valuables. He was quite well paid for the job and he got a room in the house and free food. Life seemed to become very easy from that point onwards, Sebastian was uneasy about this and perhaps wanted to go on the road again and perhaps join a group of people. Sebastian isn’t sure yet but still currently lives in the Capitol but he will likely stay, he loves his family to much and won't make the same mistake again...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To develop bonds with his family and to join the Knights with Edgar, his brother.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Good with swords due to the guard training.
Good leadership
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.):
Lack of formal education
His generosity to the poor.
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.):
Yes - The Carrington family in-game
http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
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.
Sebastian: "Oi, you there!"
*The thugs stop laughing and start to mouth off to Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Bet you big sissy's can't beat me."
*The thugs start to walk towards Sebastian and say in an agressive tone*
Main thug: "Want to bet little man?"
Sebastian screams, "Run little girl!"
*The girl runs and Sebastian takes off leaving the thugs confused who to chase after. The thugs chase Sebastian but can't for long due to their heavy armour and eventually stop out of breath*
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sebastian: "Ehh... No thanks. I have a job and family here."
Captain: "But you will be rich lad!"
Sebastian: "If you don't have anything to show for it then I would appreciate if you would leave me alone."
*The captain walks away looking offended and saddened leaving Sebastian feeling guilty*
Sebastian: "Maybe another time... Eh?"
*The captain smiles and nods and walks back to his airship*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*The man lies on the ground whimpering and begging for food through his rotten teeth*
Sebastian: "Here, take this. Go get washed up in a tavern or something."
*Sebastian hands half his daily earnings to the man*
*The man smiles and looks at Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Go get cleaned up and look for a job. Turn your life around my friend."
*The man nods, stands up and hobbles away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*The man slurs offensive phrases to Sebastian about his mother*
Sebastian: "Say that again and I will put you on your ****!"
*The man slurs it again*
Sebastian: "I warned you!"
*Sebastian punches the man in the nose causing it to bleed. A fight in the tavern erupts and Sebastian quickly leaves.*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Sebastian looks at the women*
Sebastian: "That is a beautiful necklace."
*The women blushes*
Sebastian: "Where did you get it from?"
Woman: "A gift... From my mother."
Sebastian: " My mother would love something like that..."
Woman: " You won't find anything like this now... Sorry."
*Sebastian sighs*
Sebastian: "Very well... Thanks anyway."
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
No
IGN: DunderMifflinDMI
Real-Life Age: 19
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Yes; [redacted].
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”?: Carrying out or forcing an action your character has no possibility of carrying out or controlling other character’s fate.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing a the role of a fictional character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No-one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When they concent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: ((When I use brackets.))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yep.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Paladins, Priests, Mages.
Who are the Fallen?: A peaceful group of superstitious loons, who pass stories on through their community.
When and how did our current government come to be?: At about 169A.R, after laying waste to the Linyera Monarchy.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: It was a group created in 37AR to protect the people of the land.
What are the Net and Essence?: Net is the magical force who saves citizens from their death when they fall from the isles at the cost of their belonging, this cost can be circumvented if the victim is in position of essence.
Who is/was Jensen?: He was an immortal, husband of Aneria, whose spirit was placed in a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Original Fallout: Wild Wasteland, Tales of Camelot RP, Developer on Frontier of Krinvala, Admin on current Fallout: Wild Wasteland.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I haven’t left any.
Character Information
Name: Victor Carrington
Age: 41
Class: Craftsman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citizen of Chancellery
Physical description: Dark brown, brown eye, tanned skin, above-average build, muscle developed fromlobor and work.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography:
Victor lived in a large home owned by his rich family, along with his brother William, sister-in-law Mary Ellen, and his family. While William was out conducting business, Victor worked from a building near the gates of the estate a craftsman. While he already had everything he would need in life, he didn’t like being an egg, and needed to keep his mind occupied. He did this by taking orders from others town who needed things manufactured, or put together.
Most of the time William was too busy to be in the house and constantly arrived late, leaving Victor to watch over the servants and the rest of the family. He took his responsibilities very seriously, and was a stern, serious man with a cold heart until one night he found Mary-Ellen, crying because William was never home, and didn’t pay attention to the family, and while Victor tries to convince her that William does the best he can to make sure the family succeeds, she wouldn’t have none of it. She climbed on on top of Victor and what followed will remain behind closed doors.
Nine months later, Edgar was born. William believing him to be his son wanted nothing but the best for him, and constantly pushed him to get an education, while Victor, not being able to part with the secret between him and Mary-Ellen, acted as a silent protector for the child. He loved his son very much, and he loved Mary-Ellen, he was a changed man, but while his cold heart grew warmer every moment he spent with them, the burden of his guilt grew too, and continues to this day.
What is your character’s main goal?: To see his family succeed.
Strengths: Enthusiastic, determined, always open to learn more.
Weaknesses: Has a bad back, so he cannot strain himself too much. Suffers from depression caused by the grief from having to lie to his brother every day of his life, and not having the courage to tell him the truth.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which?: Yes, http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
In-Character-Response:
Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
I look around in search of a guard and inform him of what’s happening, because I have been working all day and my muscles ache too much to intervene.
“Guard, there are some men attempting to kidnap a woman down the street. I fear for her safety.”
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
I tell him I’ll gladly join his crew, and tell him I need to go home to prepare my belongings. He never sees me again. (He probably wanted to kill me for leather.)
“This interests me greatly! When will the journey begin? I need to quickly gather my belongings, I have a great supply of bread we can spread in the ship.”
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
I give him some gold pieces to buy himself some bread. If I then see him buying drugs, or in the pub, he will never get another coin from me, that ungrateful wally.
“Have some coins, beggar.”
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
I offer him a drink, and smash the mug of ale on his face. Then walk out, running for my life.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
I gaze at it for a few seconds before I continue on to take a bite of the apple in my hand, turning my gaze to the next citizen who passes along.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope.
Other notes:
Watch The Time of the Doctor, Wednesday December 25th on BBC One.
soul_reaperz:
Your application had some ups and downs. It was the ups for the most part, but you had a few mistakes that you need to correct upon.
- First off, one of your OOC answers was wrong. Villains can and will use magic if they had acquired the knowledge to do so. Also, you were a little vague when you said 'Those who attend the Academy'. Just because you attend the Academy does not mean you can use magic. You can go to the Academy to pursue an Alchemy career, or just a Primary Degree. Please specify more on that question.
- Secondly, your character needs more weaknesses. Not being able to wield a sword very well isn't much of a weakness, considering you will be working on bettering it from the very start. Also, speaking in a large group of people isn't really a personal weakness, as most people have difficult speaking in front of a large crowd. Usually, I like to see a physical, mental and emotional/psychological weakness as a minimum. This would also aid in fleshing out your character a little more. He doesn't seem to be very... human. Perhaps you could add an event that caused you to have that certain weakness. Fix that up, and you'll be golden! Good luck!
ThermalGhost365:
- This isn't a big mistake, but it is essential that the OOC part is answered correctly. Mages are not the only ones who can use magic. There are several classes and ways that a character would be able to use magic.
- Secondly, your character is rather... dry. His backstory was very monotonic and I didn't learn much, if any, about Sebastian's personality. Give him some events and details to flesh him out and turn him into an individual. Also, it confused me when you said Sebastian's family earned money from investments, but he also worked for his father as a guard. If this was in the Capital, your father definitely wouldn't have been the guard captain.
- Thirdly, your strengths and weaknesses don't make a lot of sense. You said Sebastian is a great leader, but all I read is that Sebastian has been a follower all his life. There is nothing in the bio that explains why he has the characteristics of a good leader. Your weakness about being generous to the poor can go both ways. Perhaps Sebastian loves the poor and wants to run a charity. Then, that would turn into a strength. It's more personality than a weakness. If you can fix these up, you'll be accepted! Good luck!
DunderMifflinDMI:
I saw a couple of kinks in the app, but most of them didn't bother me quite as much. There was, however, a couple problems that I saw that cannot go ignored.
- Your character, Victor, needs to have a mental and emotional/psychological weakness. Having a bad back is great if you can RP that out, but having nothing wrong mentally makes a character very uninteresting and possibly even unrealistic. To aid with that, I suggest you add an event and/or details in Victor's life that gave that weakness. That's the only thing you need to fix up and if you can do that, everything will be perfect! Good luck! Also, if you insist, I will try to watch The Time of the Doctor, but no promises.
Oh, sorry. I forgot to add it after making the backstory. To not clutter the thread with another large duplicate, I'll just edit the post and post what I edited below:
IGN: ThermalGhost365
Real-Life Age: 16
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): ThermalGhost365
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”?: Powergaming is making your character do something that wouldn’t be humanly able, or doing something to another character without their consent. E.g; “*John punches Dan in the face*” the correct way would be: “*John swings a punch at Dan, aiming for his face*”.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is where you use OOC knowledge IC, like when you see someone’s nametag floating above their head, and run around a wall to go talk to them. This is Metagaming because that nametag is not floating above their head IC.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Role-playing is where you play the role of a character that isn't you, it can be of your own creation or not. You play out the emotions of the character, and his personality affects how he will react to situations.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the person playing that character consents to the death, or they are in an inescapable situation.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in the OOC chat, or using double parentheses “(())” around the text.
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?: Those that have studied for a Mage degree at the university, after they have gained their Primary degree. Priests, Paladins and mages
Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen, AKA the ‘Medori’, are quite a superstitious and old people, they are also quite peaceful. They’ve been quite secluded from the Chancellery.
When and how did our current government come to be?: In the year 169 A.R when Linyera Monarchy was defeated.
Who are the Order of Aradin?: A group of knights, created in 37 A.R to protect the Islands from monsters and evil.
What are the Net and Essence? The Net is an invisible barrier that stops people from falling off the islands and dying, it safely teleports people onto land. The Essence is the first plane's Mana and it can be gotten by completing tasks like mining ores, and defeating monsters.
Who is/was Jensen? Jensen was an immortal body snatcher that terrorised the Chancellery, he is now a shovel.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: 4 years of roleplaying.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Fallout: Wild Wasteland, I’ve not left it yet. Vault RP, it shut down. Nuke is the Future, shut down. LOTC, not left it yet. Old World Blues, shut down.
Character Information
Name: Sebastian Carrington
Age: 28
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Citzen of Chancellery
Physical description: 6ft tall, Average build. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Light stubble
Screen capture of your skin:http://imgur.com/sb8uSs5
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.):
Sebastian grew up on an estate outside of the capital with his mother, father and his brother Edgar on their estate. He had dirty blond hair, blue coloured eyes, he always wore padded trousers and a shirt, and he was 6 foot and an average build. Sebastian had a few close friends when he was young who estate children were also. Every day he would run around an orchard behind the house with them, they would laugh and run through the crops trampling them like they don't care. Edgar was quite young at the time, and he joined in too, even though he did trail behind. But playing with Edgar in such a reckless manner soon stopped, as their father decided to stop him from joining, deciding that Edgar’s education was of more importance. In Sebastian’s eyes, Edgar was always father’s favourite child, and he couldn’t help holding that grudge again him. Of course Sebastian's father always shouted at him too, but he was after all a growing boy and he didn't hold it against him, deciding he could use a little bit of freedom before he became a young adult and took on proper responsibilities (for Sebastian was around 10 at the time.) Sebastian's favourite game was hide and seek, he would hide up a tree or among the plants, he always seemed to win, much to the frustration to his friends and peers. His family was quite wealthy, and they made most of their income from investments in local businesses, so the estate was large in size and he had plenty of places to hide. Sebastian started working for his father during his teenage years as an estate guard this was due to Sebastian's obsession with "swords mastery", and the fact that he was a very independent person, he felt he had to earn him keep, he had grown tired of labouring and wanted to be a Knight... But his father said it was more reasonable for him to defend this estate instead of being a knight and giving them any money he earned. Sebastian started to build up muscles doing the work, but he stunted his growth by training with heavy swords and doing physical tests. At the age of 18 Sebastian left home; trying to make a living for himself.
For the first time he was on his own. He began to travel around the land trying to find work; He eventually met a man called Nikolia who said Sebastian can help him as a travelling merchant. Sebastian intrigued and eager to help accepted his offer and travelled across the land selling basic wares like iron bars and leather. It was a well-paid job but also had uncomfortable sleeping conditions and living conditions. Sebastian still loved the job despite those minor fall-backs. Sebastian always spared a piece of gold for those in need, every night he was in a town or any sort of settlement he would sneak away from Nikolia and buy the poor food or a place to stay. After he had bought the poor or less off something he would always get thanked and hear the gossip of the towns. He has a lot of respect for the poor just as they have for him. During the travels Sebastian got to visit many places and see beautiful scenery. It seemed it was going some well, He got a lot of gold and had a new best friend called Nikolia but when life was at its high it was about to get to a low. One night whilst Sebastian and Nikolia were sleeping they were woken by sounds of sculling and loud whispers. When Sebastian opened his eyes he seen his goods and gold were being stolen by a group of 3 men, Sebastian hit Nikolia to wake him up and tell him what is happening, Nikolia unsheathed his dagger and jumped out of the wagon and started waving it at the men. The men ran in fear with Sebastian's and Nikolai’s gold and equipment. It was not long after this had happened that Nikolia and Sebastian grew further and further away from each other until one morning Nikolia spoke to Sebastian and wished him goodbye and made Sebastian leave his wagon . Due to this Sebastian became upset, he was an emotional person he thought Nikolia as a friend but it turns out he dumped him like Sebastian dumped his family...
In depression he decided he needed somewhere to settle down, a city with huge walls and people, somewhere safe, somewhere he can have family... home. So he decided to move back to the capital, a huge walled and safe city that he had passed through a few times as a merchant and he seen how much it has changed since he left home... Home...his real home. So he arrived in the capitol a few days later and after a long reunion, shedding of tears due to the love Sebastian has for his family he got a job in his father’s estate as a guard again defending his other family every day and looking after the valuables. He was quite well paid for the job and he got a room in the house and free food. Life seemed to become very easy from that point onwards, Sebastian was uneasy about this and perhaps wanted to go on the road again and perhaps join a group of people. Sebastian isn’t sure yet but still currently lives in the Capitol but he will likely stay, he loves his family to much and won't make the same mistake again...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To develop bonds with his family and to join the Knights with Edgar, his brother.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Good with swords due to the guard training.
Good at taking orders due to working as a merchant
Due to the love of his family he will do anything to protect them and will have their backing.
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.):
Lack of formal education
He is lacking in leadership qualities
His jealousy of Edgar and tries to hard to impress his father.
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.):
Yes - The Carrington family in-game
http://aneria.enjin....or-edgar/page/1
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.
Sebastian: "Oi, you there!"
*The thugs stop laughing and start to mouth off to Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Bet you big sissy's can't beat me."
*The thugs start to walk towards Sebastian and say in an agressive tone*
Main thug: "Want to bet little man?"
Sebastian screams, "Run little girl!"
*The girl runs and Sebastian takes off leaving the thugs confused who to chase after. The thugs chase Sebastian but can't for long due to their heavy armour and eventually stop out of breath*
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Sebastian: "Ehh... No thanks. I have a job and family here."
Captain: "But you will be rich lad!"
Sebastian: "If you don't have anything to show for it then I would appreciate if you would leave me alone."
*The captain walks away looking offended and saddened leaving Sebastian feeling guilty*
Sebastian: "Maybe another time... Eh?"
*The captain smiles and nods and walks back to his airship*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*The man lies on the ground whimpering and begging for food through his rotten teeth*
Sebastian: "Here, take this. Go get washed up in a tavern or something."
*Sebastian hands half his daily earnings to the man*
*The man smiles and looks at Sebastian*
Sebastian: "Go get cleaned up and look for a job. Turn your life around my friend."
*The man nods, stands up and hobbles away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*The man slurs offensive phrases to Sebastian about his mother*
Sebastian: "Say that again and I will put you on your ****!"
*The man slurs it again*
Sebastian: "I warned you!"
*Sebastian punches the man in the nose causing it to bleed. A fight in the tavern erupts and Sebastian quickly leaves.*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Sebastian looks at the women*
Sebastian: "That is a beautiful necklace."
*The women blushes*
Sebastian: "Where did you get it from?"
Woman: "A gift... From my mother."
Sebastian: " My mother would love something like that..."
Woman: " You won't find anything like this now... Sorry."
*Sebastian sighs*
Sebastian: "Very well... Thanks anyway."
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
No
ThermalGhost365:
You didn't even add a single word to your character's biography. Like I said, your character is one-dimensional with little to no personality at the moment. The fact that you don't have a emotional/psychological weakness or strength tells me that you yourself believe Sebastian doesn't have a human-like personality. Flesh him out and make him seem more like an individual. Good luck, this is your last chance.
I added about 200 more words from the 1st app... The stuff about the poor and playing as a child. I also got rid of the contradictions
Old application:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/1739510-the-anerian-chronicles-rpairshipsclassesplayer-driven-storyextensive-lore/page__st__300#entry22082167
Character Information
Name: Adelei Carson
Age: 18
Class: Craftsmen
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?:
To be a citizen of the Chancellery as well.
Physical description:
Nothing out of the ordinary in figure I suppose. Standing around 170cm In height, an average body composure. She's got a figure but she isn't overweight, and she is a bit muscular from working odd jobs. She has long black hair, which she has decorated with a few beads. Her eyes are a greyish blue, and her outfit consists of a white shirt with a vest, a brown layered skirt, a few pieces of jewelry which she wears, and a red bandana around her head.
Screen capture of your skin:
Here's a link to it.
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/3153185/adelei/
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.):
Adelei was born and raised on the same small island as Rowan Alastair. She was a quiet child at first, and did not begin to speak until a bit later than all the other children she knew. Her parents worked hard to raise her well and in a comfortable environment, her mother selling baked breads as the market, and her father working out in the fields. Adelei was an only child, which was fine with her parents, as they didn't have any more money to support anyone else.
As a child, Adelei was quiet and watchful. She spent early mornings helping her mother prepare her baked breads for the market by following her around and picking up pieces of crumbs she found on the floor. She'd seemingly thought it was helpful, as that what she always did in the morning before they both left for the market. Her father would still be sleeping, as he wouldn't have to work until later, but Adelei always made sure she would go poke and pat him early in the morning, just to make sure he was still living. After they would reach the market, her mother would set up the stall. The warm smell of baked breads and other foods wafted around the area, and quiet chatter filled the silent air. Adelei would stand there next to her mother, quietly gazing about her. She listened to the early morning chatter, and when It ended, waited patiently for something else to listen to. As the light of the early day reaches them, people begin to gather around, hungry and starved for the baked goods around them. This is when the first children begin to appear around, following their parents to the market for a filling breakfast. When Adelei spotted someone she knew, she would rush off, waving to her mother, and try to catch up to the other child. Then, while the day grew brighter, more and more children would gather, creating a group of hysteric children shrieking with laughter as they ran around the area playing hide & seek or tag.
This is how Adelei mostly spent most of the days, accompanied by others, running and laughing around the Island. Her mother was never worried about her, since the island was small, and only consisted of about 20 houses. There was one house that she wasn't supposed to go near though, but it was a bit farther away anyway. The house was larger than the others, and the residents were seemingly cruel. Her mother had said it was better to leave the house alone. She didn't argue, she didn't say anything about it, just nodded and left the house alone. She did see the residents every now and then. It was a bit hard not to see them, as they were always dressed in the most extravagant clothing she'd ever seen. They seemed cold and cruel, and Adelei didn't like the way the woman would address her mother whenever she purchased bread from their stall. Her gaze was always cold, and her tone of voice was harsh. Adelei noticed most people tried to not converse with the two people, and only fulfilled whatever they wished for without asking questions.
Adelei had never noticed that there was another child that she hadn't known of until she was 5. She hadn't noticed because she had never seen him before. He was a resident of the larger house as well. She knew this because she spotted him walking with the well-dressed man. Perhaps the man was his father? She wasn't sure. Though she saw that the way the boy looked about him was different from the way the man did. The man looked about with hatred and disgust... the boy with something closer to amazement. Adelei didn't understand why he was amazed, but she had lived her whole life amongst the liveliness of the Island. Perhaps he hadn't. She wanted to approach him and talk to him, but for the first time, she wasn't willing to run after someone she wanted to meet. Adelei was otherwise very outgoing now a days, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Something warned her about approaching the boy. She was left there standing, watching the boy walk forward with the man towards the docks. Her attention and curiosity and been caught. Quietly, not daring to go any closer, she followed them along the path to the docks. The boy and his father rose on to a ship which then took flight, and she sat herself down to watch. For awhile she watched, but then realized her mother may be worried. So she stood up and ran back.
But she'd be back to watch them later again, as she notice the boy and the man always left for the docks on Saturday mornings.
So her everyday life continued, now with a new little hobby. She didn't know why she was interested, perhaps it was just the fact she never really could go talk to him that kept her interested in watching. She didn't let it bother her. It was a pleasant activity. The ship was extravagant as well, which made it a pleasure to gaze upon it. Time passed, and life went on leisurely. The boy was soon allowed to pilot the ship as well, Adelei noticed, which she found was a frightening idea. To be in control of an object that could just drop out of the sky was something else than being aboard one. Not that she had.
At the age of 15 Adelei began to work harder at the market. She didn't have time to spend for herself anymore as her mother grew tired easily and had come to dislike standing around each day, leaving Adelei to work the stall herself. Her mother stayed at home now, baking, and every other hour Adelei would go fetch a new batch of bread. As it was, Adelei's friends would come visit her at the stall. Some of them had more times at hand, and they were all keen on spending it together. They spent what time they had chatting away at anything interesting or out of the ordinary that happened, and laughed hysterically whenever Adelei managed to create another hilariously horrible joke. They teased her about embarrassing times she's gone through, and she teased them. Everyday life was tiring yet enjoyable.
One day though, as they were gathered like any other day, Adelei noticed the boy was in the market. It wasn't a Saturday, so she was taken back by surprise a bit, but it was an interesting sight. He wasn't there with the man, and he seemed to be walking around the market interested in purchasing something. This became a common sight though, as the boy started to visit the market everyday. He was treated coldly at first, as Adelei noticed, due to his origins. She had heard enough tales about him from her friends, and she didn't mind hearing the stories. Somehow she never had the time to talk to him, or try to, and she worked throughout the day at the stall.
Her life carried on in a subtle manner. She spent time with family and friends, took a liking to multiple guys throughout the years though only did she ever really go out with one, worked at the stall and socialized with people. She didn't really want anything else, she was interested in the life she had. She still kept an eye on the boy though. He had seemingly tried to chat up a few of her friends, which she had heard about right away, and they had learned his name. His name was Rowan Alastair. It was extravagant to her, or perhaps she only found it that way because everything else they owned was extravagant. He was supposedly a very kind fellow, and people began to like him and treat him like the rest. He seemingly had no problem fitting in. She still, even though a few years had passed (Adelei was now 17) , had not talked to him properly except for a few times he stopped by the stall and had no idea why she was so interested in him, even though she dismissed it mostly. Maybe she wouldn't know for awhile.
It was early. Adelei awoke, preparing herself for another day at the market that would be swarming with people in a few hours. But as she reached the market, she realized she had arrived way too early. To spend her time she decided she would go to the docks and see if anyone else was already awake and working there. As she arrived, she spotted the Alastair's ship. She gazed upon it like she had so many other times for awhile, and walked closer for a better look. The closer the got, the more extravagant it seemed. She had the urge to climb aboard and see what it was like. Hesitantly, she looked about, and then grabbed hold of the ladder. Hoisting herself up, she climbed aboard. It was still dark, and she couldn't see much, so she tried her best to be careful while walking around. She gazed around in awe for a bit, but decided it was best to go back. She felt a bit sick anyway. Seemingly the thought of being so high up on something that could easily fall still made her sick.
Quietly, she scurried back towards the ladder. At that point, she noticed that Rowan Alastair himself was walking towards her. If he were to catch her on his ship, perhaps things wouldn't turn out too well. Trying to calm herself and not feel frightened, she looked about her for someplace to hide. Noticing a suitable spot, she ran over, not watching her step, and at the last minute got herself tangled in a pile of rope, tripping herself and causing her to lose consciousness as she fell behind a stack of empty crates.
Next thing you know she found herself flying aboard an airship.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
She is keen on learning everything about the new land. She had never really been interested in education, only helping her mother and father, but now she’s realized she wants to know more than just the island she came from like the back of her hands.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
She's average in strength, carrying around baskets of bread and such, and doing a few odd jobs for people every now and then. She is quite outgoing and talkative, which is helpful in a new environment, but also negative in ways. She is usually able to make friends out of most people, but not always. She also has a quite strong memory, allowing her to remember multiple people.
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.):
Since she is usually able to make friends out of most people, she's frightened or upset when someone dislikes her. Usually she begins to blame herself for it, even if that person is usually unsocial. She can be a bit too outgoing and talkative sometimes, making her seem very nosy and noisy. She doesn't have the best balance, and she has a hard time walking without falling sometimes. (She's dropped a bit of bread throughout the years) She also becomes anxious if she finds herself lost, as she’s known where she was 24/7 up to now.
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.):
My character is related to Over_Fractured's character. His bio here:
http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/1739510-the-anerian-chronicles-rpairshipsclassesplayer-driven-storyextensive-lore/page__st__300#entry22082167 fourth one. And he's accepted this.
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.
Adelei stares at the men, aghast. Walking over quickly, she tries to nudge herself in between the men and the young girl. Spreading her arms out wide in front of the girl, she looks at the men sternly and says "This isn't looking like something that should be going on. Why don't you walk away and leaver her alone?" The men, who were slightly surprised at first, look at her with hatred. One of them begins to breathe heavily, irritated, and snorts "Why don'tchya mind yer own fu**in business?", and swiftly raises his fist as the other one watches with a slanted grin, causing Adelei to stand still in disbelief and fright as the mans fist meets her face.
***
Pain lashes out through Adelei as she finally gains consciousness. The men and the young girl are all gone, and she's been left on the cold cobblestone. She touches her face gingerly, finding that her cheek has swollen, and looks about herself. She has multiple bruises and a few open wounds. Seemingly the men weren't happy with just one punch.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Adelei shakes her head no. "Thank you, but no thank you." She smiles, trying to seem as if she was grateful for the kind offer. The man looks at her with disappointment, then reaches under his coat to grab something, without saying a word. He pulls out a bag of coins, and Adelei stares at it in disbelief. Her jaw drobs, and she lifts her hand to grab ahold of one of the coins, only to have the bag pulled away from her. "Oh, uh, I" She murmurs, slightly shocked, as he gives her sharp glare. "You missed out, girlie." He retorts, and walks off huffing.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Adelei glances down at him, wishing she had something to offer. She had absolutely nothing for him or herself, and her stomach growls in agreement. First you have to take care of yourself to feed someone else, she thought. Sighing, she crouches down, placing one of her hands on his. He doesn't say anything at first, then mutters, "What good is this sh*t gonna do me, huh?" She shakes her head, frowning, then turns his hand around, placing a ring in his hand. "You can sell it for some money." she says, standing up and wiping her hands on her skirt from the dirt.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Adelei glares at him, mad. "I wouldn't be talking with a drunken mouth if I were you," she hisses, nudging his chair slightly as a warning. He glares back at her, his eyes slightly crossed. "Ahn what'rye gun do eh?" He fires back at her in a high-pitched voice, seemingly trying to imitate her to make fun of her even more. Standing up suddenly with haste, Adelei wipes her eyes with the back of her hands before slapping the fellow right across his drunken face, causing him to lose his balance and fall off his chair in shock. "I'll kick you in the sack if you don't watch yourself, fellow." She retorts, and spits on his face before walking out.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
"S'cuse me miss, but where'd you find that necklace?" Adelei inquires, smiling kindly at the woman. The woman stops and turns to look at Adelei, seemingly a bit surprised at the sudden question. "Ah, this? Yes well, my husband purchased this for me as a gift." She murmurs somewhat quietly, seemingly embarrassed to talk about the subject. Smiling even more at her sudden embarrassment, Adelei nods "It's beautiful, pity you don't know where it's from. Thank you though." she says, and walks away as the woman stutters a goodbye and hurries off to whatever business she had to attend.
MiraMuru, Woo! Glad to have you back! Character seems great, I look forward to RP'ing with her!
Sorry ThermalGhost365, I'm not seeing what you're seeing. Perhaps you should look at the application you posted prior and subsequent to my first deferral. I do not see anything about Sebastian's childhood other than he had few close friends. I also do not see anything added that refers to the poor. I will not defer you for this inquiry, but the second deferral will stand as is for now.
I apologise, I didn't paste the new biography in, I shall edit it in now
ThermalGhost365:
Consider yourself lucky, ThermalGhost. While the application was very shaky, I believe you can prove yourself a capable RPer. So without further ado, welcome to The Anerian Chronicles by Silver Gaming! Check out the forums at http://aneria.enjin.com/home to catch up on current events and to just interact with fellow players outside of Minecraft! I'll whitelist you now.
Name: Robin Macleod/ Richard Macleod/ Robert Macleod ((It’s the same person. You’ll find out in the bio.))
Age: 31
Class: Bladesman
Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?: Chancellery
Physical description: A very muscular fellow, weighing in at 265lbs and the height of 6’6. He doesn’t care to dress well and would much rather like to show off his scars to help intimidate people. He has short, brown hair and jet black eyes. Obviously not the most attractive fellow ever, but is definitely intimidating and uses that to his advantage.
Screen capture of your skin: http://imgur.com/KDiQcCA
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.):
In a faraway island, the thunder booms, shaking a small farmhouse and inside, a small baby boy cries. After a few moments, a rather young lady walks in singing a peaceful lullaby. She picks up the child and sits down on a rickety barrel next to the baby’s crib.
“Don’t you worry child, Mama’s here.” She whispers soothingly as she rocks the baby back and forth. She looks out the window as the raindrops trickle down. “Mama will always be here for you, no matter what.” A warm, gentle smile appears her face as she sees the baby, now calm, looking right up at his mother. She resumes singing with her beautiful, motherly voice as she rocks the boy to sleep.
The boy’s name was Robin.
“Robin, can you help me carry these buckets of milk?” His mother asks as she walks down the field to their home. Robin had just finished learning how to milk the cows from her mom. He thought it was funny when the cow’s utters squeaked a little as he squeezed and pulled on them. Learning how to milk the cows was the last thing he needed to learn to run the farm. Until then, his mother had done all the work. It was astonishing how healthy and strong she was, considering she had to tend to the farm every day, starting her chores at dawn and ending at dusk. “Wow! Look at you carrying both all by yourself! And to think you’re only 7…” She complimented, as Robin took both the buckets and carried it inside for her.
When they reached the house, Robin set down the milk buckets near the kitchen and started to run out towards the field. He wanted to run out and play with the sheepdogs. Most days, Robin would race with the dogs around the farm, even though he would be far behind after the first dozen meters. The dogs would always run to the edge of the field and wag their tails, panting as they wait for Robin to catch up. This happened just before lunch, and he usually came inside all sweaty and covered from top to bottom with grass, wheat and fur.
“Where do you think you’re going, mister?” His mother inquired from the kitchen as Robin took a step outside. His mother didn’t even have to look to know what he was up to. But she knew teaching him manners would do him nothing but good.
“T’ runs wit the doggies!” Robin said excitedly, and pointed out towards the field where the dogs were play-fighting.
“And what do you say before going outside to play?” She had her hands on her hip, tilting her head with a small smirk appearing on her face.
“… May I please go play wit the doggies, mommy?” Robin was jumping up and down, still pointing towards the dog.
“Yes, yes you may. Make sure to come back before lunch, Robby.”
“Okay mommy.” Robin ran out the door as quick as he could towards the dogs, to which he was welcome with a tackle.
The Guard struggled to keep Robin against the wall, even though it was clear Robin wasn’t even using half his force. “Look what ya did, boy! Ye think ye can steal that necklace? Huh?!” The Guard asked rhetorically. Anyone could tell the obvious regret in Robin’s face. Robin searched the gathering crowd, searching for the jeweller he stole from and looked at him with an apologetic expression. “Well ye can’t!”
“It’s… it’s me mother’s birthday, sir. I just wanted ta get her somethin’ nice.” Robin pleaded; he knew he would be in more trouble if he struggled.
“Well now ye can celebrate her birt’day from the cell!” The Guard grabs Robin’s wrists and ties them together with a rope. Robin gave in and let the Guard take him to the prison.
Robin started kicking on the cell door, trying to break it open. From the outside of his cell, he could see fire, smoke, bodies, and other unimaginable images. For minutes, he kicked, punched and body-checked the door until, finally, it flew open. He ran outside and, for a couple of seconds, took in the display of the horrid massacre the Pirates were running. Robin started to run as fast as he could towards his farm, hoping it was still there.
Robin couldn’t believe what he saw. As he approached the farm, he saw two, motionless dogs lying on the ground. He kneeled down to examine them. When he looked back up, he saw the entire farm in blazes. The crops were turning to ashes, the barn was collapsing, and… the farmhouse. He could see the farmhouse was intact, but not for long. The fire was spreading rapidly, and he hoped his mother had already evacuated. He ran through the blazing field towards his house, acquiring several burns along the way. He kicked the door open and ran in. To his right, he saw his mother bound to a chair and a cloth over her mouth. She was screaming something, but Robin couldn’t understand. There were tears in her eye as she shook her head furiously. Suddenly, a blade came out of her stomach and her body went limp.
“…Mother?” Robin croaked. His hands shook as he approached her. He was in shock as what just happened. To him, his mother was invincible. She could take hours of work and never get tired, but yet there she was. Dead. Dead right before his very eyes. He didn’t know how to react. He /couldn’t/ react. A loud creak came from behind him and everything went black.
He woke up inside a small, wooden room. He tried to move his arms but saw that it was bound to the ceiling. When he tried to look down at his feet, he saw that it was a lot harder to move his head. Robin realised he was tied upside down and panicked. ‘, , !’ Before he could clear his head, two pirates entered the room. One held a metal rod and the other, a whip. After what seemed like forever, a sturdy man opened the door and walked in. With a commanding voice, he ordered the men to stop. He then turned around to Robin.
“Do you have any idea you’re hear, Robin?” The man boomed. Robin narrowed his eyes.
“How do you know my name?” He inquired. There was no way a random pirate captain could know a random farmer’s name. The next few minutes were the most painful minutes of his life. The captain told him he was his father, and that his mother traded for the farm. His mother, desperate for a place to live, promised to give the captain her first-born child. Of course, the captain thought that was not a fair bargain. He would be the father of her first-born and would take Robin from her on his fourth birthday. When she refused and told him he deserved a peaceful life with a loving mother, the captain vowed to make her suffer for it. And suffer she did.
Robin was in disbelief. He couldn’t think of anything to say before the pirates left him in the room. After a couple of hours, Robin turned… insane. With a motive full of pure hatred, he broke his chains and fell to the floor. He grabbed the metal rod the pirate had left there and smashed the door open. Right away, he saw some pirates playing a game of cards and took them by surprise. They didn’t last four minutes.
After a bloody brawl with the pirate crew, he managed to get to the captain’s quarters. There he saw the captain –he refused to call someone like him his father—behind a desk, writing on a paper. He looked up and saw Robin, his knuckles and face filled with blood. Robin spit on the ground, and the captain fumbled to take out his sword. Backed against the wall, he drew the sword at Robin and threatened to stay back. Snickering, Robin grabbed the chair next to him and threw it at the captain. Right after throwing, he charged at him, taking them both down to the floor. The captain landed a few blows at his face, but Robin pinned his arms down with his knees. He started to pound his face over and over.
“You!” Robin punched him. “Are!” He punched him again. “Not!” Bang. “My!” Bang. “Damn!” Bang. “Father!” Bang. It was clear the captain was dead, but he continued relentless until he broke down in tears a few minutes later.
Robin was never able to go back to his home. After passing out, subsequent to beating his father to death, something inside him spurred that would affect his life forever. When he woke up and saw all the dead bodies caused by his rage, his personality split. A kind, self-conscious gentleman named Robert, the outgoing, brave person named Richard, and the evil, immoral delinquent that now consumes himself named Robin. Each was created with a purpose: Robert was to counter the immoral and vicious actions he has committed, Richard was a bit more defined version of his normal self, and Robin was to embrace the villainous deeds.
For weeks, he hid himself in a cave, fighting with his separate personalities. He created a living world in his head in which Robert, Richard and Robin resided. Richard and Robin constantly fought to gain control of their physical body. Robert hardly interfered between the two, hoping they could figure it out themselves. He did, however, stopped them when they were physically hurting themselves, convincing his counterparts that no one will be able to live if the body goes limp.
Eventually, Robin managed to lock his other selves in a cell and overtime, the cell became a locked gateway to the ‘control center’ and Robin was the only one with the key. Although Robin, at first, had complete control, his dominance began to weaken, letting Richard and Robert speak for just a couple of minutes at a time.
After a couple of years of illegal work, he decided to start an operation elsewhere. He listed his options but, after days of thinking, he chose the Capital would be a good place to start. ‘In a city like that, there definitely has to be a lot of small bands that I can join.’ Neither Richard nor Robert disagreed with the idea, which confused Robin. Richard usually always had to get a word in with any decision he was about to make. Richard and Robert, however, knew that being surrounded by a large number of people for long periods of time will either drastically reduce Robin’s control or give him much more strength. It was a chance they were willing to take. Only time will tell how long Robin can keep his dominance over his body.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Robin wants to maintain control of his body and become a notorious criminal. Richard wants to take control of his body, and with Robin’s dominance slowly reducing, he’s become more and more anxious to take it from him. Robert, however, wants the three to live in harmony, with each of them taking equal dominance.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Physical:
Physically, Robin is a true physical specimen. He can run at a decent speed for his size, and is very strong. That’s the only strength that each personality brings, however.
Robin: He is very skilled with an axe and his fists. He welcomes the pain and fights through it as much as he can.
Richard: Does fairly well with a sword and is honourable during fights.
Robert: He can endure hits well enough, but he never wants to use his strength for anything other than moving inanimate objects.
Personality:
Robin: He can make himself intimidating and keeps a sharp tone in his voice.
Richard: Very social and somewhat charming, considering his appearance.
Robert: A moral compass, Robert cares about everything and everyone. He doesn’t hesitate to help strangers, and easily forgives.
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.):
Academically, they are very, very stupid and have difficulty reading. Each of them is often fighting with one another and can hardly ever make a day without almost seriously injuring themselves. Also, neither of them can make a clean decision as one of them often tries to interfere. Isn’t agile or flexible and is a very easy target for magic/arrows. Has a very low tolerance for alcohol, but still enjoys drinking.
Robin: Has a very hot temper and tries to take on too many people at once. Most of the time, he ends up getting run over by a group of people, a spellcaster or an archer. Although he's a ruthless brat, him and all of his personas have a weak spot for children. If any of them sees a child getting hurt, they will unleash a hot temper.
Richard: He is over-confident with himself and hates it when someone else is doing better than him. He is very gullible and has a weak spot for fire. He seems to freeze and quiver at the sight of one and needs help getting through it.
Robert: Also very gullible and is sometimes too generous. He won’t hesitate to give up an item, or his time, even if it means his own demise.
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.): Nah.
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.
Robin’s eyes immediately fill with anger. Without saying a word, he charges at one of the men and tackles him to the ground. “What in the hell?” The second man says, standing dumbfounded. Robin attempts to pin his arms with his knees and start to swing at his face. The second one finally reacts and takes out his sword. “Get the hell of me partner,” he threatens, sword drawn. Robin smirks as he stands up. He stomps on the first man’s head as he stands. “Oops, sorry about dat.” Robin chuckles at his own joke. The man doesn’t realise the size of Robin and is slightly taken aback. He regains his composure, realising he is armoured and has a sword. Unexpectedly, Robin leaps toward him fist first and knocks the man out. He then turns to see that the girl has ran away, probably more because of Robin than the men.
A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
Robin snorts and stands up from his seat. “How about you either give me yer airship and yer crew, or you git outta ma face.” The man, a little nervous now, replies, “I-I should probably get back… Make sure you, uh, think about the offer!” He turns and quickly trots away from Robin.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Robin stares at the old man. He starts to whisper under his breath, “Should I feed him?” “No! You shouldn’t feed a lowly beggar!” “But he’s hungry!” The whispers turn into loud angry argument between himself. The beggar, obviously terrified, scatters and flees from the scene.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Robin turns right at the man and, without saying a word, takes the man’s head and throws it onto the counter. “YOU TAKE DAT BACK!” Robin demands as he continuously slams the drunkards head onto the table. A guard, thinking Robin is drunk as well draws his sword and orders him to stop. “….GAH!” Robin slams his head one last time as he allows the guard to escort Robin to jail.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Robin takes a good look at that necklace. A smirk creeps up his face as it usually does when he’s scheming, but it fades when he looks at the woman. He shakes his head whispering to himself as he walks past, trying to forget he ever saw her.