This app was fairly good, and close to an accept, but there were some things that bothered me enough that I couldn't let it slip by. Firstly, the classes. He's a rogue, great, that makes sense due to your character's background. But I can't see ANY justification for having him be a Miner. Now, you've got several options: You can either change the backstory to fit his class, or you can change the class to fit the backstory.
Secondly, his strengths and weaknesses are VERY imbalanced. He seems to have, essentially, no visible, physical weakness. I mean, it's one hand to be good at combat, but then to have no drawbacks besides a social one is VERY unbalanced. The generic weaknesses given are the trade-off ones of "fast but not strong", or "strong but not fast", but you've got far more wiggle room. Perhaps you can emphasize that, while he was trained to assassinate, he isn't strong in actually fair combat, or something similar. I'm sure you'll think of something.
Last, but certainly not least, are your ICRs. You don't simply have to control the character, control the SITUATION at large. What's the favor that your character has a problem with, how did they get through the trip to the healer, exactly how was that drunk acting? It is possible to have passable ICRs in the format that you did them in, however, you'll get much better length and quality if you type more about the situation.
Last, but not least, while you are certainly allowed to use More Player Models, most of our players do NOT, so don't expect many people to actually see how you look.
I'm sorry, but the site will only let me post this as a reply to something. Let me know if I need to fix anything!
Out of Character Information
IGN: acidrica
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username?: Yes! It is also acidrica, though I appear as Erratic.
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes I have!
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Power gaming is where you have something happen to another character without the other player's consent. Example: "Khale stabs him in the neck and watches as he bleeds out" would be unacceptable. "Khale lunges with his knife for the other's neck" would be better.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Meta gaming is using out of character knowledge in character. For example, a meta-gamer may use someone's name before they were introduced or had heard of said person in character. They might also do other such things such as talk in a skype call and come to a friend's aid when their character would have no idea that such aid was needed. Generally a bad thing.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When you take on the role of a character either premade or created by you, and interact with others doing the same. While doing so, you act as your character would act, not as yourself. In character does not equal out of character. For example; two people can have characters that hate each other, but be friends in real life. One should not judge someone based on their character's attitude, generally.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody on the server.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only with the consent of the character's player.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In local, at a minimum. If you do this, you sould use double parenthesis around what you say to signify you are talking out of character. You can also use the ooc channel and PMs.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere? I've roleplayed on LotC before, and have roleplayed tabletop and on forums for over 10 years.
Character Information
Name: Khale Porter
Age: 19
Class: Farmer x2 (or Craftsman x2 if you honestly think that would fit in better with the character)
Physical description: Khale is fairly tall and lanky. He has blond hair and blue eyes, and dresses in simple clothing. He isn't ugly, but he's not extremely handsome either. He has a swimmer's physique.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Khale grew up in a small town where he came from a long line of fisherman. His mother died giving birth to his younger sister. After her death, his father became bitter and harsh. Yes, he taught Khale how to fish, but he wasn't exactly the kind of father to nurture his son. Khale never really -enjoyed- fishing, but he did enjoy swimming in the lake near his house. He was close to his sister, and the two were inseperable for most of his childhood. He didn't get along well with most other kids, but he did spend a lot of time watching them as they played. The way they acted facinated him, and he'd often find himself thinking of the nature of life. Religion held little interest for him, but he kept to it, as his mother had been extremely faithful.
His sister left with a group of missionaries when Khale was 18, joining them in the hopes of learning more about the faith of their mother. The missionaries seemed too strange and otherworldly for Khale, and so he stayed. After that descision, not a day went by where he didn't regret it. Without his sister around, his father grew more unbearable. He decided to leave about a year after his sister, when the call for settlers reached the town. He had no idea how to track down his sister, and had a feeling that even trying was hopeless. So, he did what he could, and fled the town. He wanted to learn about people, and he knew he wouldn't be able to do that in the small town where he'd grown up. He needed to meet knew people, watch new people. He hoped that he might earn enough coin to go to a school or such after working in the settlement for a while. Perhaps he'd even meet his sister there, as she'd always had a longing for adventure.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To break away from his family tradition and gain some higher learning. He also wishes to meet up with his sister again one day.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Khale is intelligent, first of all. More intelligent than the stereotypical fisherman, at the very least. He seems to have an innate understanding of people and how they work (not that he can tell what they're thinking, he just grasps as much basic psychology as one can through simple observation). He's loyal and generally trustworthy. He is exceptionally skilled at fishing and swimming. In fact, he's fairly strong because of how he used to swim in the lake near his old home. He could be considered attractive, but subjectively.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Khale has no experience fighting, to the point that he kept to himself as a child. Not even tavern brawls. He could probably cause some damage with a punch, but his inexperience would cause him to lose almost any fight he got into. Despite being intelligent and understanding people, he has trouble actually putting his knowledge into practice. He is awkward around others, to put it simply. He has a tendency to ramble a lot when nervous, which can be often. He also may seem like a know-it-all or like he thinks he's smarter than others, when from his perspective he is only stating facts. He doesn't -mean- to get on people's badsides, but he isn't really good at first impressions. It's in the long run where he excels.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: He was going to get attacked by something, he just knew it. He propped himself up on a stick and limped down the street, unsure of whether to call for help or not. The pain shooting up his leg was certainly alarming...but he didn't want to call any attention to himself in this unfamiliar environment. He'd never been seriously injured before, and it had taken him quite a while to even get back to town from the nearby lake. He clenched his teeth and bit back a yelp as he stumbled forward. The stick broke. He fell flat on his face and soon tears were silently falling down his face. He lay there in the street, shivering until morning.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: Khale holds up his hands and stands up from his seat, beginning to back away slowly. "Hey, uh, look...I don't want to fight you. Maybe we can talk this over and uh..." Khale glances from side to side, as if looking for an out from someone else in the tavern. A confused look crosses his face. "What did I even say? I mean, I can tell you're pretty out of it, but it would take a lot of word twisting to construe what I said as an in-" he stops mid-sentence and winces. "That wasn't an insult either, I meant that you're drunk. The effects of the drink have started to take their toll. It happens to all of us, there's no shame in it. Agh, I'm doing that thing again...listen, whatever I said, I'm sorry!"
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
"Hey, talk me up to Mary, will ya?" Khale blinked as his boss leered across the street at a beautiful woman. "She didn't want to chat last night, but I think she might listen to you if you tell her how much I like her." His boss smirked and stared at him, waiting for an answer. Disgusting. Khale knew his boss's reputation for sleeping around behind his wife's back, but he didn't think he'd actually be so upfront about it. He opened his mouth once. Closed it. Opened it again...and then sighed and headed across the street. Luckily, his boss was out of earshot of Khale's rambled warnings to the girl.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
- Loss of holdings and ports
- Fighting with the Mountain Men
- Vaerdezzio's seccession
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: Robert Ewarding and Overlord Rauric III
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: Roland's Field
Questions or comments?: I did the roleplay in a few different styles to show variety. The first and last ones are as if I'm narrating the entire scene. The second one is as if I'm responding to a chat rp. I hope this is okay, as I wasn't able to find any examples after the application.
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional) Not entirely sure. I'll let time decide this one.
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yip yip
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is the act of making one's character as overpowered as humanly (or in this case, in-humanly) possible. Example of which can be more extreme where one will defeat the entire army of hell with nothing but a spork and a kick-ass pair jeans or less extreme where one just forces an action on another player.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming falls onto one of the most used "sins" of roleplay (I love inside jokes). Metagaming, otherwise known as meta, is the act of gathering information out-of-character to use in-character; either it be knowing the location of an enemy or a certain characteristic of another's character that was, until that point, kept secret.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: As there are several definitions of "Roleplay" floating around the internet; to me, roleplay is the act of becoming another person or character in either a fantasy world on pen and paper or in a cyber-fantasy world in a game and acting out certain actions or choices as if the creator was the character him/herself.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: A blatantly obvious answer for a violently obvious question: Bloody no-one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only with the consent of the other player, and only if you have a valid reason or a VA that permits you to do so.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When chatting in the OOC channel and when asking another a question in the middle of an Rp, I'd imagine.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?: Several different servers and one mmo, actually. The servers include Fallout: Wild Wasteland, Fallout: Echo's of Mankind, Era of the Vanguard, Roleplay Revolution (I wonder what happened to that one...) and the server Ebon Hawk on Star Wars, the Old Republic.
Character Information
Name: Felix Adami
Age: 26
Class: Rogue
Physical description: Felix stands at a slightly abnormal six feet in height and has a hard, solemn face of a man who as seen a lot in his life. He has short, dark brown hair and green eyes.
Biography: Felix's childhood was far from, if not exactly the opposite, that of the average. He was born into a little-known guild of assassins and thieves known as the Black Talon to, ironically, an assassin father and a thief mother. When the young Felix reached the age of six, the guild master took him under his wing and began teaching him the arts of stealth, escaping, and killing. When he was twelve, he was inducted into the ranks of his new family and proudly bore the guild's emblem on his right hand. Unfortunately, he couldn't be happier.
That is, until he met a revelation. Five years later, Felix was tasked with the job of assassinating a local business man. He gladly took on the job, asking nothing regarding the mission besides the location of the target, and slipped into the night. The kill, as he planned, was to be quick, efficient, and untraceable. However this was not the case. The merchant woke as Felix pricked him with a needle laced with a slow-acting yet highly lethal poison.
The merchant studied the still-young assassin with eyes that seemed to bore right through Felix. After a slight pause, he calmly asked why. Felix started the chuckle and said that it was only business, and slipped off into the night. The next day, he returned to the scene of the crime to confirm the kill. He watched silently from the shadows as the town guard carried out his target's body and smiled, congratulating himself on the success.
As Felix turned to leave, he spotted a hooded figure in the crowd of people gathered at the scene. Normally this would be something to simply ignore, but he noticed something about the mysterious person. The figure was staring directly at him. Heart racing, Felix uttered a small curse and bolted down the ally with the figure hot on his heels. The chase didn't last long, as the young assassin got himself cornered in an attempt to hide in what he thought was a tunnel leading to the main road. He turned to face the figure, reaching for a knife that he kept under the sleeve of his coat.
Then the figure pulled off his hood, and Felix found himself staring at a young girl. She was around his own age, and shockingly resembled the merchant from the night before. Her eyes bore down on the young assassin with a determined hate. She let out a cry of rage and clumsily charged at the assassin with a sax knife. Felix swung his hand to defend himself, knocking the blade from her hand but getting a nasty cut across the tattoo of the guild's emblem. The girl fell to her knees and broke down in tears, begging him for an answer to why he had killed her father. He was shocked at the sight, and turned to run.
Felix watched the girl for the remainder of the month. He silently followed her as she was placed into an orphanage, as she spent many sleepless nights in tears, and as she went about her days with an almost emotionless air around her. The assassin, out of curiosity, returned to the scenes of his other target's deaths and found the same effect with their families. He wondered why, as he was brought up to think that he was doing was for the better of others.
The young assassin began to question the guild and himself. He started to notice the signs of sadness as precious items were stolen from homes or vaults, and feelings of hate from the families of the people the guild had killed. He learned what he had done was truly wrong. He became filled with hate; he hated the guild that had raised him to believe lie after lie, he hated the guild leader for leading him down a dark and bloody path, and he hated himself for being tricked into letting his hands become stained with blood.
Two years later, he vanished from the ranks of the guild. Some say he stowed away on a merchant's ship, while others say he thrown himself off of the castle's highest tower. Not a word was heard from him until an inn keeper told of a strange man with an odd tattoo on his right hand. The inn keeper said that the man claimed it simply served as a grim reminder of what he once was, and what he no longer wished to be.
What is your character’s main goal?: To redeem his past wrongdoings and find a new purpose in his life, and find a new source of employment aside from every odd job that presents itself to him. "Trust me, there are several things I'd rather be doing than shoveling the fecal matter from every bloody horse that passes through town."
Strengths: Felix is strong physically and can make a decent attempt at reasoning with others. He is capable of fighting one-on-one battles and dealing with his problems head on, all while staying calm and focused on the target and his surroundings.
Weaknesses: While strong in a physical standpoint, Felix is morally confused. He has a hard time deciding between right and wrong, often leading him to chose a more isolated lifestyle. While being great at one-on-one combat, fighting more than one enemy is out of the question as he can easily become overwhelmed by the multitude of attacks from two or more people to a point where he will be forced to make a hasty exit stage right, or screw up and get himself killed. The previous drawback also leads him to be a very poor fighter head-on, often preferring to land the first, and final blow, from the shadows.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: Felix curses the fact that he didn't notice the loose cobble stone, or the large slope next to the road. Taking note of his rather painfully unpleasant situation, Felix would start searching for a way up the slope and, once found, would spend a solid one or two hours cursing and trying to climb back up. Then he would limp into the town on a long walking stick he plucked from the ground and make a decent, painful attempt to make it to the local healer.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: After listening to the rather unintelligent challenge from the obviously drunk stranger, he would calmly study both the man as he swayed from side to side and the dimly-lit room. If the stranger was drunk enough and seemed to be along, he would fight the man, aiming to disable him long enough to slip away. If the man seemed sober enough to put of a reasonable fight or had a few more drunk friends to back him up, Felix would do his best to cause a distraction to buy him enough time to slip away and get a reasonable distance away from the town.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing: Felix would disregard his superior's request to break into his enemy's home, quickly formulating an excuse not to. However his skills in negotiation and excuse making in times where his past is brought up are more or less equal to that of the town drunk. He would then be entitled (if not forced) to carry out the favor, which he would try to conduct as best has he could.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle: The stiff, unbreakable resistance from the kingdoms of the South; the rise of political disorder within the Empiracle; and the secession of Vaerdezzio.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: Overlord Rauric III of Braxia
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: The town of Roland's Field in the southwest.
Questions or comments?: None that I can think of at the given moment.
A great app! The only problem that I can REALLY see is that, since this server is being set in the new world, your character is gonna be quite a bit farther from the Motherland than being in a mere "settlement" for his goals. Still, everything else was so good that I let it slip.
Xtronify
Certainly not a perfect app, but better than your last attempt, and good enough that I can accept you. I quite liked it, and I think that you might want to take a look at our villain rules here: http://tinyurl.com/pm92z3r
I'll add you both to the WL, and can't wait to see you server-side!
I've left out the OOC and Lore Questions portions of the application, as I've already been accepted to the server previously, but am applying with a new character.
Character Information
Name: John Glass
Age: 26
Class: Miner/Woodsman
Physicaldescription: Standing at 5’10”, John is of average height and build for a man his age. He has very distinct facial features - a hard nose and a strong jaw-line. His skin is fair, and his hair, which is usually cut short, has grown out of control on his journey to the New World, dark and wild.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.): Born a ******* in a growing Braxian city on the southern isle, John grew up in an orphanage. For a time when he was younger, he was told it was only a matter of time until he was adopted, although John, and his caretakers, soon gave up hope around the time he turned ten. Most parents barren couples wish to adopt infants, and John showed no outstanding physique nor other attractive qualities, meaning no one would be looking for him. For children like John, there was a system that the orphanage had in place with the city and other local businesses and organizations. He would learn a trade, though not under means as prestigious as an apprenticeship. When in need, an official from said organization or business was sent down to the orphanage, and took their pick from a line of boys (or girls, but very rarely both). This child would work and learn their trade during the days up until they turned 16, and then likely offered a job - or at least given the skills to begin work on their own in the field, while the orphanage was granted a small payment in exchange for their ward’s labor. As a boy, John was fortunate enough to find himself in this program, though he was terrified to hear the news that an official would be visiting the orphanage that afternoon as it was happening. All the boys, some as young as nine up to age fifteen, lined up in the main hall. Best case scenario was that a smith would be showing up, looking for an apprentice, or maybe a trader looking to teach him all he knew. Worst case would be a mortician or gravekeeper appearing in front of them, picking John, and only John. The thought of spending the next six years of his life spent embalming corpses and digging graves sent chills down his spine, mainly because it was rumored by the older boys that it happened from time to time, and that the local funeral-man only came back to get new wards because his old ones kept falling into graves and were accidentally being buried alive, or that he himself was responsible. Morbid thoughts quickly had to be shook out of his head when he saw a dusty, working man standing in the hall. He was with a local construction company, and he picked six boys to come with him - John among them. While not extremely happy with the idea when first starting, it did eventually grow on him. He loved seeing a project go from a leveled plot of dirt on the ground to a finished building that would still stand long after he was dead. It all started with him running water back and forth to the workers at age ten, and before he knew it, he was fourteen, swinging a pick with the rest of them, and being taught to lay bricks by the stonemasons commonly on site. He went from a quiet boy to a working man at age sixteen. When it came time to leave the orphanage, he’d changed drastically in those few short years. He was more outgoing, he was stronger physically, and he was ready to enter the world. John remained with the construction company in that city for ten more years, until he decided to partake in the colonization of the new world. Why? That growing city had grown, and more or less, began to plateau, and standing right in front of him was the opportunity to take to the frontier, virgin land, to make his mark, and build. And build he shall.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): John wishes to one day become more than just a laborer - he wants to become an architect. Building up the settlements in the New World seems like the best place to earn his wings, so to speak. Looking to the future even further, John wishes to settle down, and perhaps raise a family, in a home of his own construction, of course.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Physically, John is very fit, as a result of of his many years of labor. He can swing a pick and an axe, and has an eye for architecture. He’s also rather outgoing, one to take to the inn after work to make new friends and catch up with old ones.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): John, while outgoing, is not one for confrontation. Having avoided it at most costs throughout his life, he never really learned how to fight, nor does he have any intention of doing so. If found in a physical altercation, John would likely flee if able, or try to talk his foe down, lest he risk getting his butt mercilessly whooped. John is also uneducated, having gone through next to no proper schooling, other than a few lessons from his caretakers as a child. He can spell his name correctly on the first try, every time - though anything else in his vocabulary is up in the air. He struggles writing complete sentences, and really isn’t sure what a ‘run-on’ actually is. Although, arithmetic is something he’s practiced a fair bit in his line of work, and he is competent enough.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: John cringed as he limped, tired and hungry, though the pain from his broken ankle did a fair job distracting him. All he could think about was collapsing in his cot, and he’d go get aid tomorrow. At first, it seemed like focusing on taking one step at a time was the way to do it, but he had to distract himself somehow. He hummed as he walked, just as he did as he worked. Nights on the frontier were quiet, nothing like the city at all. It was almost eerie… Actually, it was more than eerie, to tell the honest truth, John was nervous. He soon found his eyes shooting down alleys and corridors, on the vigilant look out for danger. One step at a time probably was the way to do it, pain distracts from paranoia. Halfway home, John was soon convinced that he heard footsteps around him. He soon began to panic, trying to rush home as well as he could with one broken ankle. The footsteps got louder, and louder, and in his panic, John tripped. “This is it,” he thought to himself, “I’m dead.” The footsteps ran up on him, and John shut his eyes and clenched his fists, waiting for the mugger to beat him until he could get a word in and yield his coin purse, or the murderer to bury his hatchet in his skull. John waited, and waited, wondering if he’d died yet. He peeked one eye open, which was met with a sloppy kiss from a neighbor’s dog. John let out a sigh, and got back up on his feet. With the hound as an escort, he made his way home.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: John sat at the bar, enjoying his free time after work with a drink and a laugh with other familiar patrons. That night, things did take a turn for the unexpected, however. A small boy, no older than eight, entered the tavern looking to, of all things, buy himself a drink.
“Uh, yeah, uh..” The lad asserted himself “Gimmee.. a drink! Y’know, the kind fer gettin’ drunked.”
This was of course met by laughter, and the crowd in the tavern roared, including John.
The young boy’s face turned red, with embarrassment at first, but this soon turned into anger. “Wha’ is you’ses all laughin’ at? I’m a man! I done tell ye, oi’ve kill’t thirty men wiff one hand just earlier dis ‘ere mornin’! Now why’s you’ses laughin’ when me’s tryin’ te buy meself drink?”
The crowd only laughed harder, some were brought to tears. Although the child only grew madder and madder, and the first face he saw was the one closest to him - John’s. The boy kicked him in the shin, and called for him to “Git up!”
The crowd grew silent for a moment as the boy raised his fists and went into the center of the room. “Foight me!” the boy said, with the crowd’s roaring laughter resuming on cue. John wanted to laugh as well, but forced himself to show some semblance of restraint. He got up out of his seat, walked up to the boy, and knelt down to talk to him in an elder-like manner.
As John went to speak, he was cut off by the boy, who had just clocked him in the nose, which John, dumbfounded, was only worried about trying to act like it didn’t hurt nearly as much as it did, but he probably wasn’t doing a very good job. John tried to calm the boy down, but he only continued in his assault. Eventually, John left the tavern, ridiculed having been bested by an eight-year-old. He’d like to think that he didn’t fight back because it was a kid, but in the back of his mind, he knew he just wasn’t a fighter, and that kid was a lot more skilled than he was.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing: John hesitated, but with a sigh, proceeded, uncomfortable as he was. “Counter-clockwise…” the Envoy reminded him. John rubbed the aloe salve meant to treat the sunburn onto his back. Counter-clockwise.
I’ve already applied so my OOC questions are answered on my last app.
Character Information
Name: Josh Green
Age: 19
Class: Archer Specialty
Physical description: Josh is slightly smaller than the average height for his age, standing at around 5’ 1”. He has a dark shade of green eyes and short, shaggy dark brown hair. His body type is thin but his shoulders seem broader than the rest of his body due to how long he’s used a bow.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Josh was born to his parents, George and Lily, in the woods near the border between Braxia and The Kingdom and Eternal Dominion of Kastelm. He grew up usually bored due to not many people being around nears their house so he had not many people to play with or make friends with during his child years. He usually just shadowed his dad all the time. His dad taught him in his early years of growing up about which berries in the forest were edible and which weren’t. He also taught him how to be patience while waiting for game and how to track game. Although, trying to teach patience to a kid wasn’t the easiest task.
It wasn’t until Josh grew to about thirteen years of age that his father got him his own bow. He practiced with it as much as he could and quickly began to be able to draw the bow string farther and farther back. His shots were also getting better. His father, who helped him while learning how to shoot, would always make him run for a while through the woods if he lost one of the arrows that went past the target. Let’s just say, in the first bit of learning he had to do a lot of running. Eventually, he got better at hitting the target and, for the few arrows that missed; he got better at tracking it to where it landed.
It wasn’t until about a year after he got his bow that he began to try going out and hunting on his own. Of course his father, having more experience than him, would always come back with more game. Josh began to get better until about after two weeks of going out to hunt and getting nothing, he got his first hare. It was a rather good size and his father was proud when he showed up with it. For the next week Josh didn’t have much luck but he slowly began to get better until he was catching at least some sort of game almost every day.
For the next few years he continued to get better and better until finally, he turned seventeen. When he was seventeen he told his parents that he wanted to go see more of the world than just heir house in the woods. His father, who managed to see some signs about some expedition heading west when he was in town buying new arrows. So, Josh decided he was going to set off for a town named Roland’s field. Unfortunately, it was quite a long walk away from his home. So his parents, managing to scrounge up money which they were saving just in case Josh wanted to go somewhere when he grew up, bought him a horse. It was a nice dark black Braxian breed, not the greatest mind you, but Josh loved it. He quickly became friends with the horse which he named John and began learning how to ride it. After about six months, he was able to ride the horse fairly well. It might’ve taken less time if he had someone who knew more about horses to help him learn how to ride, but through trial and error and his father who remembered a bit about horses from growing up on a farm when he was a kid, helped him out.
So his parents gave him a bit of money and some food for his travels. There were many goodbye’s to be said and Josh promised to send letters to the nearest town once he arrived at Roland’s and from the expedition. With that, Josh headed off down the road. The travel was fairly easy, stopping by in towns along the way and staying for the night in inns. He was very conscious about all the people around him though. Usually he just asked for a room and quickly went on his way to sleep. Most of the inns had stables where he kept John in while he stayed in the inn. Once the food he had on him ran out he also bought a meal along with the room when he got to the inn.
It wasn’t until he was traveling up a mountain pass which would lead down the other side into Roland’s field the things went wrong. He got to the top of the pass fine and there was a bit of flat ground to travel before going down the other side of the mountain when some Bandits armed with weapons jumped out of concealments in some rocks along the side of the road. Josh noticed three men in total, two of them armed with simple short swords and another armed with a bow. Josh didn’t really know much about weapons aside from the bow but he knew that the swords were dangerous aswell and could kill him. The bandit with the bow told him to get off the horse and hand over everything he had. Josh, unsure what to do and being slightly scared by the bandits turned his horse and began to run in the other direction. However, he underestimated the man with the bow. He felt the arrow fly past his leg as it luckily missed; however, unlucky for the horse it hit him right in the heart. The horse dropped to the ground and Josh tried to push himself off in time but his foot got caught under the side of the horse as it landed on its side, dead. He gasped in pain as he felt like his ankle either was sprained or broken. He then turned and stared at John, shocked and in horror but quickly remembered the bandits were still a threat. He managed to pull his foot out from under his horse and was wincing from the pain in his ankle. He attempted to stand up on his feet but quickly found out it hurt a lot to put too much pressure on it. So, he kneeled down on one knee, which still hurt his ankle but not as badly. He looked up to see the bandits making their way down the road quickly. The two swordsmen were easily 30 meters away from him and the man with the bow was struggling to restring his bow which had somehow become unstrung. Josh pulled his longbow off of his back and pulled an arrow out of the quiver; no less than 20 meters away now, he knocked the arrow, drew the bowstring back, aimed at the first swordsmen, let his breath out and fired. As soon as the shot left the bow he knew it wasn’t the greatest, but it’d still hit the man. He quickly grabbed another arrow from the quiver as the first arrow he shot hit one of the swordsmen in the leg who quickly dropped to the ground. He then knocked the arrow, drew the string back, aimed, let out a deep breath and fired at the second swordsmen, who had taken a moment to pause and look at his friend who was lying on the ground in pain. Unfortunately for him, as soon as he turned back to Josh to charge an arrow struck him in the chest. Josh was just pulling another arrow out of the quiver when an arrow whistled past his head, making a cut along his cheek and jaw. Josh was stunned in horror for a moment, realizing how close he had been to death. He quickly recovered as he saw the man with the bow was grabbing another arrow slowly. He knocked the arrow, judged the distance, drew back the bowstring, aimed, let out a deep breath, and fired. The arrow streaked across the forty meter gap between them and smashed into the man with the bow's shoulder, knocking him back and making him drop the bow as he clutched his wounded shoulder. He looked up at Josh who was already knocking another arrow and realized it was dangerous to stay here. He quickly grabbed his bow and ran away. Josh tried to get up and winced as his leg still hurt horribly. He managed to tough it up and started walking after he said his goodbye’s to his good friend. He passed by the thrashing bandit on the road with the arrow in his leg and left the bandit in his pain blaming him for the death of John. He began to hobble down the road to Roland’s field. Once in town he quickly received medical treatment and told the guards of the bandits on the mountain pass. The doctor quickly stitched up the cut on his cheek and then checked out his ankle. It turns out his ankle was only sprained and it should heal itself soon but the doctor sent him away with some sort of potion to help him feel better.
After a week of being there, Josh decided to buy himself a dagger. He figured he could use something in case he had to defend himself in close combat.
After another few months Josh was on a boat heading to the new land. He had sent his parents many letters about how things were going and they were happy he made it safe, he decided to leave the part about bandits out of his letters and just said that John became very ill and passed away not long after they made it to Roland’s field.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To get to experience the world around him.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He’s been practicing with a bow for a long time so he’s and is a very good shot. He was raised by his mother and father, his father being a hunter he taught him what part of an animal is edible, how to skin an animal, track, stay hidden, and what berries are edible. He’s also quick on his feet. He’s also learned to climb trees to watch for any prey from above.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Due to being lanky he’s not good at hand to hand combat. He can stab with a dagger but if it was a strength dependent fight, he’d most likely lose. Because he grew up in the woods with only his parents, his people skills are lacking.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
“Oh god. I knew I shouldn’t have chased after that boar.” Josh muttered under his breath as he winced with pain at putting pressure on his ankle. “I also shouldn’t have missed that bunch of rocks next to the little ravine.”
Josh looked down every ally, his hand on his the hilt of his dagger hoping that no thieves would pop out at probably the most vulnerable guy on the streets.
He looked up at the road ahead and noticed another man walking in the opposite direction, seemingly towards him. Josh gripped the hilt of his dagger almost white knuckled as he tried to stay calm. The man got closer and closer as Josh was about to whip out his dagger when the man simply turn and walked down the road to his right.
“Oh man, I thought I was done there for a moment.” Josh sighed as he continued on down the road, noticing the inn where he was staying a few doors down.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Josh walked into the tavern hoping to get a meal and looked around at the packed place, trying not to make any eye contact. While he made his way towards the bar however, an obviously drunk man accidently bumped him.
“Hey, what do ye’ think yer doin’?” The man slurred his words angrily.
“I-I’m just here to buy a meal…” Josh replied quietly, scarred at the big man standing in front of him.
“I don’ care if yer’ here to buy a meal, ye’ jus’ spilled me drink!” The drunk man replied back angrily pointing at the drink on his shirt then to his empty glass.
“I-I’m sorry?” Josh said as he starts to try and back up towards the door. By now, everyone in the tavern is watching the scene unfold quietly and Josh is uncomfortable with being the center of attention.
“Well, sorry doesn’ fill me glass does it?” The drunken man yelled back, the rage evident on his face as he smacks the glass down on one of the tables. “Looks like I’ll jus’ have to beat ye’ up!” The drunken man yelled as he balls his hands into fists.
“H-How about I buy you two new drinks!” Josh manages to say hoping it will stop the man from beating him up.
“I guess tha’d be alrigh’.” The drunk man replies, warming up to the thought of two new drinks. Josh quickly ran to the bartender and bought two ales for the man, sad that he won’t be able to buy a meal because he just used his money to buy the drinks, but glad that he’s still intact. With that he walked out of the bar quickly as some people were still staring at him.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
“Well, do you accept the job?” The butcher, who’s Josh’s main customer of his meat asks.
“Y-you want me to deliver this poisoned meat to the man down the road?” Josh asks surprised.
“Aye, would you have a problem with that?” The butcher asks, holding his knife intimidatingly.
“Y-yes I would sir… That’s killing an innocent man and that’s wrong.” Josh say’s to the butcher, surprised that he would want him to do such a thing still.
“Well, if you won’t do it I can’t have you go blabbing to the guard about this.” The butcher began to walk out from behind his counter knife in hand towards a scarred Josh when, to Josh’s luck, a customer walks in the door. The butcher stops in his tracks knowing that he wouldn’t be able to get away with killing Josh while there’s a customer in his shop. Josh takes this moment to quickly walk out of the shop and down the road glancing back occasionally, afraid that the butcher may follow him.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
The Great Dividing War.
Vaerdezzio seceding itself form the Empire.
Failing currency.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
I saw a few problems with your app, but overall it was decent. Your second ic question, for one. You started it in first person and then switched to third person. Also, there are no crossbows in the lore, but you can easily just switch out the bandit having a bow. Other than that, Welcome back to The Wayward Ones, please enjoy your time.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
4/8/2011
Posts:
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Member Details
Out of Character Information
IGN:Whoamist
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional)
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?:
yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
powergaming is using using actions without giving ample ability to reaction or giving your character unfair powers or abilities.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
using ooc knowledge to gain an unfair advantage
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
roleplaying is pretending to be a being or entity for entertainment.
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 agreed by both parties
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
when in ooc chat, private messaging, or in parentheses in local
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?
Have played on several rp servers in minecraft, have done rp guilds in several games
Character Information
Name: Jacob Todd
Age:20
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description:
Tall 6’2”, Muscularly built, brown hair, green eyes
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion. The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When Jacob turned 15, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to run since and the doctors expect him never to be able to. With a torn muscle he wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his leg. However due to the constant work to his left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage. With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd. Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled making friends earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received secretly from his mother. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Strong, smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Can’t run, fear of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him fearing how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the inn fearing the dog would attack him. He makes it to the inn and realizes the dog never even followed him.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
lost of heart city from invasions
Mountain men confederacy
loss of economic independence
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Robert Edwarding
Where is the expedition to be launched from?:
Roland’s Farm
An alright attempt, but there were several problems with this app. Firstly, since you've already been accepted, all you have to post is the IC section of the app, not the OOC section. So, on your next posting of this app, please only include the IC section, without the lore questions.
Now, onto the actual, serious problems in the app itself. Firstly, there's your bio. Spacing! It's a really important thing that you should do! I understand that the urge to just post a wall of text to show how much you've written is tempting, but you really, REALLY should be using paragraphs. Just looking at that bio begins to give me a headache.
Now, onto your strengths and weaknesses. Your character is grossly imbalanced. That doesn't mean over-powered, it's just that his strengths and weaknesses make... Zero sense, at all. It's good that you gave him a physical weakness in that he can't run, but it's pretty clear that the physical weakness is just there for the sake of having a physical weakness. And yet, despite the fact that he CAN'T RUN, somehow, he's "strong"? Plus, not once in your bio did you really mention him keeping up with his smithing or doing any sort of strenuous physical activity during his many years in being trained as a doctor.
If you manage to fix those problems up, you should be good!
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Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion.
The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When his brother turned 10, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to mentally recover since. With a torn muscle his brother wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan, with his brother injured Jacob looked for a way to help him and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his brother's leg. However due to the constant work to his brother's left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage.
With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become a lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd.
Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled making friends earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received Forging tool and weapons at the capital's main forge under the guise of a different member of his clan. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Strong, smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):hatred of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor, can't not help a person in need to a fault(can cause issues if accidentally helps a a criminal or purposefully helps one).
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him wondering how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the dog trying to attack it. He follows the scared dog for awhile eventually following it to the inn where it was the owner's pet.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
I apologize, apparently I wasn't clear enough. The solution here wasn't for you to really provide justification for his strength, after the fact- your character simply shouldn't be strong in the first place, since there wasn't any justification. Having a character who is very proficient in two completely different skill-sets is pretty risky to begin with, and making him physically strong on top of that pushes it into OP territory. Being taught how to become a doctor is a very time-consuming process, and you said that he did very well at it, and ALSO spent time developing a circle of friends. It really doesn't seem like he'd have any time to practice his skills at the forge, and little reason, with the monthly allowance from his mother. It seems like you really want your character to have a variety of skills, but you need to stick to a realistic few. However, this is a fairly small mistake. I'm sure that you'll get it on your next attempt.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion.
The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When his brother turned 10, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to mentally recover since. With a torn muscle his brother wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan, with his brother injured Jacob looked for a way to help him and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his brother's leg. However due to the constant work to his brother's left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage.
With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become a lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd.
Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received secretly from his mother. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):hatred of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor, can't not help a person in need to a fault(can cause issues if accidentally helps a a criminal or purposefully helps one).
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him wondering how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the dog trying to attack it. He follows the scared dog for awhile eventually following it to the inn where it was the owner's pet.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
comments :
Sorry i didn't understand your earlier deferral. The only reason he's skilled in two sets is you cant start as an Alchemist.
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Making your character generally over-powered (can't die, kills instantly, etc.) or committing to an action without allowing another player to react.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Simply put, using out of character information in an in-character fashion. Sorry if that's a bit of a short example, not sure how to describe it beyond that.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: As was said in the intro, it's basically acting out as though you're someone else, a character of your own imagination. You act on their behalf, not yours, and while your character can be similar to your actual self, this is not always the case. I might play a character who kills without remorse, when in actual life I'm quite nice. That's the beauty of roleplay.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one!
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Once both parties agree to the killing.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: Anytime, so long as you're indicating that you're speaking oocly with brackets.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?: I play tabletop D&D 3.5 with a couple friends on a bi-weekly basis, and I've roleplayed on WoW private servers in past. I'm new to roleplaying in minecraft (and minecraft in general really), but I think I can handle it.
Character Information
Name: Aurelia Dathos
Age: 23
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description: Aurelia is a young girl with fair glowing skin, her cheeks are dotted with barely noticeable freckles. From her head flows golden locks of hair that are typically braided into a single large ponytail of sorts. Additionally, the young woman has a rather buxom build, with wide hips and an ample chest. She's around 5 feet 9 inches tall.
Biography: Aurelia lived her childhood as the sole daughter of one of Braxia's most revered and successful blacksmiths. Specialising herself in appraisal and the construction of ornate weaponry and jewelry. Most of her adolescence was spent in his workshops, fine-tuning small earrings and rings to sell to the aristocracy. Though tragedy struck the Dathos family and its business when Aurelia's father was found dead in an alley, with his throat slit and his purse stolen. Passed off as a simple, yet calamitous mugging gone wrong, the control of the Dathos family business fell into the sole control of Aurelia. This silver lining let the young girl practise her leadership ability, and also tested her skill with accounting and maintaining relationships with wealthy buyers.
However only a year after the death of her father, one her the more influential employees, Michael Lauderback, lead a coup to depose Aurelia of her control of the business. Upon first hearing of this news, Aurelia was shocked and appalled that a trusted member of her staff would backstab her so brutally. Nevertheless, she feared him not, knowing that the Tradesman's Guild would dismiss Lauderbeck as a simple layman trying to jump to a higher position of power. When Lauderbeck took Aurelia to court over the right to control the family brand, he present the jury of distinguished and famous traders with evidence that Aurelia was a lavish spender, a frequent to the local brothel, and had stolen exorbitant amounts of money from the vaults. Despite knowing that what Lauderbeck presented was entirely fiction, she had little to prove otherwise, and the rights to her enterprise were stripped from her.
With nothing left other than the knowledge of her trade, the young woman decided that, despite this event, she was fated for greater things. Wishing for her late father's blessing at his crypt, she set off to find a caravan heading to one of the newly founded colonial stations.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To recreate her father's legacy in a new land, and honour the Dathos name.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Aurelia is wise beyond her years, and considers herself a good judge of character. Additionally, she has expert knowledge in the art of crafting fine wear, and is very creative in her endeavours.
Weaknesses: Despite her strengths, Aurelia often lets her honour and compassion lead her into dangerous situations, from which it is often difficult to get out of. Moreover, she has no combat training, and is typically helpless against any sort of armed foe.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your wayhome:
Aurelia blinks back into consciousness as she wakes at the bottom of a shallow ravine, her ankle throbbing with a pain that jolts with every miscalculated movement. Cringing as she carefully stands, the young woman finds her support on the cliff, skirting around its edge until a small path back to the road is found. After nearly an hour of slow pacing Aurelia finds herself on the fringes of a small village, as she draws near a man draws a sword, blocking her entrance. "Name and purp-" he begins to announce before lowering his sword at the sight of Aurelia's limp and pain-drawn face. "Ma'am is you hurt?" he asks in a bit of a backwater accent, Aurelia can only nod quickly in reply. He sheathes his blade and moves to put his arms around her in support, hurrying her into the village as he rushes her to the elder. "Don' you worry ma'am, our elder is a fine doc' who'll sort you right up".
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
(The formatting got messed up here, I don't know why, so ignore the gap) Aurelia stiffens, drawing her drink close to her chest in withdrawal as she gazes untrustingly at the drunken brute who threatened her. "You're clearly drunk, and forgive me but I don't take kindly to threats" she says firmly, quickly kicking out one of the legs of his stool, causing him to keel over and collapse onto the floor. As he begins to climb back to his feet she grabs the stool and tosses it onto him, much to the amusement of the barkeep and several of the patrons who laugh heartily at the scene. Noting that her attack did little to nothing to stop him from getting up, Aurelia quickly decides to book it rather than stick around for when the now pissed off drunk can find his footing. Skirting over to the door, after leaving a few coins on the counter for the innkeeper, she blasts through the front door and heads down the street to find somewhere to hide.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
(Same formatting issue here, please ignore) One evening while most of the camp slept, Aurelia took to her nightly hobby of carving busts from small planks of wood, hoping to one day fashion them in marble or gold. Suddenly the caravan commander came up behind her, placing a heavy hand on her shoulder, causing her to jolt and lose her statuette in the darkness. "Excuse me for nearly screaming, you frightened me, sir. I'd thought everyone was asleep" explained Aurelia peacefully, calming herself. However, rather rudely, the camp commander remained silent, gazing at her in a rather awkward manner, maintaining his grip on her shoulder, now placing a hand on her knee as well. Stiffening, Aurelia inclined her head a little, "What'd you think you're doing?" she questioned, fighting the commander's gaze. He merely replied with a simple proposal "A night of passion with me my dear, and I shall treat you to the finery that these caravans lug. I will even let you stay in your own cabin!" he boasts, leaning in for a kiss. Though rather than being met with her lips, Aurelia's elbow instead caught him in the mouth, forcing him to reel backwards, clutching his bleeding teeth.
Moving quickly, Aurelia finds her statuette and luggage near the side of one of the carts, quickly taking the essentials from her bag and abandoning the rest as she sprints away from the scene of the crime.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle: Internal crises, the rebellion of the Mountain Clans, and the Great Dividing War.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: R. Ewarding.
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: Roland's Field
Your application was fantastic! I noticed however that you skipped the skype question, and I can only assume that you do not want to be a part of the skype group, yes? Other than that, please remember to join our site for news on the server as well as event plans. Welcome to the server and please enjoy your time!
Now, this app was a really good effort, but there were several problems in it that meant that I simply couldn't let it pass, because doing so would be just as bad for you as for me. Firstly, and probably the most importantly, there were your classes. The Classes section is meant to be used for our custom Half-Class system, which allows you to pick an economy and combat class, or to specialize. The Classes are in our OP, if you could read that section and put two valid half-classes for your character, that'd be great. Secondly, we NEED a skin! It's what we'll be seeing, and RP'ing with, for your time on the server! Last, and least, your answer to the second lore question was pretty vague. Try re-reading the Lore on the OP, and look for names, this time!
However, those are really the MAIN problems I saw with the app. Fixing those should be fairly easy, and I hope to see the fixed app soon!
If there are any curious applicants out there, you can visit our website for more info:
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional) No
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Unfairly Rp'ing, such has choping someones head off w/o warning.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge for your character.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing the role of a character/Acting as a character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Did you really need to ask this? No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When it is reasonable.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC chat, or with ((these things))
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere? Indeed, some minor RP servers.
Character Information
Name: He refused to let anyone know his real name, and just encourages people to call him "Jay".
Age: 23
Class: Crafting specialist
Physical description: Dark brown hair, blue eyes, normal physical strength.
Screen capture of your skin: I am not sure how to take a screen capture and get it on here, so how about I just describe it? Like I said above, blue eyes, dark brown hair, a red bandanna tied at the back of the head, a leather jacket with a shirt underneath, dark brown pants and shoes.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
No one knows where he came from, he refuses to shed light on his past of his homelands. It is very obvious he is not from lands nearby. Those who hold a conversation with him feel as though he is slightly mad.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
He does not have an end goal, but he holds an irrational hatred for kings, emperors, and the ideal of widespread unity and seeks to undo it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
He is a bit more agile than most and also very cunning and quick thinking.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):
He is quite a bit less physically strong than most. The small amount of madness that is harbored in his mind can be used against him if one know how. He is also a bit unintelligent. He harbors a terrible fear of spiders that can spiral into a maddening blood lust against them.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
He murmurs to himself as he limps home, "I can't believe he..." "Why I'd ought ta take a..." "All their fault..." all while glancing behind him occasionally to make sure he is not being followed. He makes it home, unprofessionally wraps up his ankle, and goes to sleep.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Jay throws his drink to the floor and gets up angrily. "You think you can handle me?! I'll warn you, I don't play fair!" He yells as he pulls out a dagger. He gets easily beaten in the fight and is thrown outside.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
Unwilling he does do it, but does it poorly, hardly even trying. The though of asking anyone for help does not even cross his mind.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
1: Mountian clans rebelling
2: Political disorder
3: Vaerdezzio seceeds from the Empiracle
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Overlord Rauric III of Braxia
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: The far southwestern town of Roland's Field has been chosen as the rally point for all settlers
Questions or comments?:
I am looking forward to the whole "players driving the story" thing. I kind of have trouble understanding exactly how much information you want in the questions, so I probably may have put too little.
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bruh this game is like skyrim with guns but without guns
Xtronify
This app was fairly good, and close to an accept, but there were some things that bothered me enough that I couldn't let it slip by. Firstly, the classes. He's a rogue, great, that makes sense due to your character's background. But I can't see ANY justification for having him be a Miner. Now, you've got several options: You can either change the backstory to fit his class, or you can change the class to fit the backstory.
Secondly, his strengths and weaknesses are VERY imbalanced. He seems to have, essentially, no visible, physical weakness. I mean, it's one hand to be good at combat, but then to have no drawbacks besides a social one is VERY unbalanced. The generic weaknesses given are the trade-off ones of "fast but not strong", or "strong but not fast", but you've got far more wiggle room. Perhaps you can emphasize that, while he was trained to assassinate, he isn't strong in actually fair combat, or something similar. I'm sure you'll think of something.
Last, but certainly not least, are your ICRs. You don't simply have to control the character, control the SITUATION at large. What's the favor that your character has a problem with, how did they get through the trip to the healer, exactly how was that drunk acting? It is possible to have passable ICRs in the format that you did them in, however, you'll get much better length and quality if you type more about the situation.
Last, but not least, while you are certainly allowed to use More Player Models, most of our players do NOT, so don't expect many people to actually see how you look.
Out of Character Information
IGN: acidrica
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username?: Yes! It is also acidrica, though I appear as Erratic.
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes I have!
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Power gaming is where you have something happen to another character without the other player's consent. Example: "Khale stabs him in the neck and watches as he bleeds out" would be unacceptable. "Khale lunges with his knife for the other's neck" would be better.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Meta gaming is using out of character knowledge in character. For example, a meta-gamer may use someone's name before they were introduced or had heard of said person in character. They might also do other such things such as talk in a skype call and come to a friend's aid when their character would have no idea that such aid was needed. Generally a bad thing.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: When you take on the role of a character either premade or created by you, and interact with others doing the same. While doing so, you act as your character would act, not as yourself. In character does not equal out of character. For example; two people can have characters that hate each other, but be friends in real life. One should not judge someone based on their character's attitude, generally.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody on the server.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only with the consent of the character's player.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In local, at a minimum. If you do this, you sould use double parenthesis around what you say to signify you are talking out of character. You can also use the ooc channel and PMs.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere? I've roleplayed on LotC before, and have roleplayed tabletop and on forums for over 10 years.
Character Information
Name: Khale Porter
Age: 19
Class: Farmer x2 (or Craftsman x2 if you honestly think that would fit in better with the character)
Physical description: Khale is fairly tall and lanky. He has blond hair and blue eyes, and dresses in simple clothing. He isn't ugly, but he's not extremely handsome either. He has a swimmer's physique.
Screen capture of your skin: http://www.minecraftskins.com/bigcombine/skin_95411.png
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Khale grew up in a small town where he came from a long line of fisherman. His mother died giving birth to his younger sister. After her death, his father became bitter and harsh. Yes, he taught Khale how to fish, but he wasn't exactly the kind of father to nurture his son. Khale never really -enjoyed- fishing, but he did enjoy swimming in the lake near his house. He was close to his sister, and the two were inseperable for most of his childhood. He didn't get along well with most other kids, but he did spend a lot of time watching them as they played. The way they acted facinated him, and he'd often find himself thinking of the nature of life. Religion held little interest for him, but he kept to it, as his mother had been extremely faithful.
His sister left with a group of missionaries when Khale was 18, joining them in the hopes of learning more about the faith of their mother. The missionaries seemed too strange and otherworldly for Khale, and so he stayed. After that descision, not a day went by where he didn't regret it. Without his sister around, his father grew more unbearable. He decided to leave about a year after his sister, when the call for settlers reached the town. He had no idea how to track down his sister, and had a feeling that even trying was hopeless. So, he did what he could, and fled the town. He wanted to learn about people, and he knew he wouldn't be able to do that in the small town where he'd grown up. He needed to meet knew people, watch new people. He hoped that he might earn enough coin to go to a school or such after working in the settlement for a while. Perhaps he'd even meet his sister there, as she'd always had a longing for adventure.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To break away from his family tradition and gain some higher learning. He also wishes to meet up with his sister again one day.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Khale is intelligent, first of all. More intelligent than the stereotypical fisherman, at the very least. He seems to have an innate understanding of people and how they work (not that he can tell what they're thinking, he just grasps as much basic psychology as one can through simple observation). He's loyal and generally trustworthy. He is exceptionally skilled at fishing and swimming. In fact, he's fairly strong because of how he used to swim in the lake near his old home. He could be considered attractive, but subjectively.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Khale has no experience fighting, to the point that he kept to himself as a child. Not even tavern brawls. He could probably cause some damage with a punch, but his inexperience would cause him to lose almost any fight he got into. Despite being intelligent and understanding people, he has trouble actually putting his knowledge into practice. He is awkward around others, to put it simply. He has a tendency to ramble a lot when nervous, which can be often. He also may seem like a know-it-all or like he thinks he's smarter than others, when from his perspective he is only stating facts. He doesn't -mean- to get on people's badsides, but he isn't really good at first impressions. It's in the long run where he excels.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: He was going to get attacked by something, he just knew it. He propped himself up on a stick and limped down the street, unsure of whether to call for help or not. The pain shooting up his leg was certainly alarming...but he didn't want to call any attention to himself in this unfamiliar environment. He'd never been seriously injured before, and it had taken him quite a while to even get back to town from the nearby lake. He clenched his teeth and bit back a yelp as he stumbled forward. The stick broke. He fell flat on his face and soon tears were silently falling down his face. He lay there in the street, shivering until morning.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: Khale holds up his hands and stands up from his seat, beginning to back away slowly. "Hey, uh, look...I don't want to fight you. Maybe we can talk this over and uh..." Khale glances from side to side, as if looking for an out from someone else in the tavern. A confused look crosses his face. "What did I even say? I mean, I can tell you're pretty out of it, but it would take a lot of word twisting to construe what I said as an in-" he stops mid-sentence and winces. "That wasn't an insult either, I meant that you're drunk. The effects of the drink have started to take their toll. It happens to all of us, there's no shame in it. Agh, I'm doing that thing again...listen, whatever I said, I'm sorry!"
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
"Hey, talk me up to Mary, will ya?" Khale blinked as his boss leered across the street at a beautiful woman. "She didn't want to chat last night, but I think she might listen to you if you tell her how much I like her." His boss smirked and stared at him, waiting for an answer. Disgusting. Khale knew his boss's reputation for sleeping around behind his wife's back, but he didn't think he'd actually be so upfront about it. He opened his mouth once. Closed it. Opened it again...and then sighed and headed across the street. Luckily, his boss was out of earshot of Khale's rambled warnings to the girl.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
- Loss of holdings and ports
- Fighting with the Mountain Men
- Vaerdezzio's seccession
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: Robert Ewarding and Overlord Rauric III
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: Roland's Field
Questions or comments?: I did the roleplay in a few different styles to show variety. The first and last ones are as if I'm narrating the entire scene. The second one is as if I'm responding to a chat rp. I hope this is okay, as I wasn't able to find any examples after the application.
IGN: Xtronify
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional) Not entirely sure. I'll let time decide this one.
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yip yip
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Powergaming is the act of making one's character as overpowered as humanly (or in this case, in-humanly) possible. Example of which can be more extreme where one will defeat the entire army of hell with nothing but a spork and a kick-ass pair jeans or less extreme where one just forces an action on another player.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming falls onto one of the most used "sins" of roleplay (I love inside jokes). Metagaming, otherwise known as meta, is the act of gathering information out-of-character to use in-character; either it be knowing the location of an enemy or a certain characteristic of another's character that was, until that point, kept secret.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: As there are several definitions of "Roleplay" floating around the internet; to me, roleplay is the act of becoming another person or character in either a fantasy world on pen and paper or in a cyber-fantasy world in a game and acting out certain actions or choices as if the creator was the character him/herself.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: A blatantly obvious answer for a violently obvious question: Bloody no-one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only with the consent of the other player, and only if you have a valid reason or a VA that permits you to do so.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When chatting in the OOC channel and when asking another a question in the middle of an Rp, I'd imagine.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?: Several different servers and one mmo, actually. The servers include Fallout: Wild Wasteland, Fallout: Echo's of Mankind, Era of the Vanguard, Roleplay Revolution (I wonder what happened to that one...) and the server Ebon Hawk on Star Wars, the Old Republic.
Character Information
Name: Felix Adami
Age: 26
Class: Rogue
Physical description: Felix stands at a slightly abnormal six feet in height and has a hard, solemn face of a man who as seen a lot in his life. He has short, dark brown hair and green eyes.
Screen capture of your skin: http://gyazo.com/5d776e146f5089a6dfab786c4eea7577
Biography: Felix's childhood was far from, if not exactly the opposite, that of the average. He was born into a little-known guild of assassins and thieves known as the Black Talon to, ironically, an assassin father and a thief mother. When the young Felix reached the age of six, the guild master took him under his wing and began teaching him the arts of stealth, escaping, and killing. When he was twelve, he was inducted into the ranks of his new family and proudly bore the guild's emblem on his right hand. Unfortunately, he couldn't be happier.
That is, until he met a revelation. Five years later, Felix was tasked with the job of assassinating a local business man. He gladly took on the job, asking nothing regarding the mission besides the location of the target, and slipped into the night. The kill, as he planned, was to be quick, efficient, and untraceable. However this was not the case. The merchant woke as Felix pricked him with a needle laced with a slow-acting yet highly lethal poison.
The merchant studied the still-young assassin with eyes that seemed to bore right through Felix. After a slight pause, he calmly asked why. Felix started the chuckle and said that it was only business, and slipped off into the night. The next day, he returned to the scene of the crime to confirm the kill. He watched silently from the shadows as the town guard carried out his target's body and smiled, congratulating himself on the success.
As Felix turned to leave, he spotted a hooded figure in the crowd of people gathered at the scene. Normally this would be something to simply ignore, but he noticed something about the mysterious person. The figure was staring directly at him. Heart racing, Felix uttered a small curse and bolted down the ally with the figure hot on his heels. The chase didn't last long, as the young assassin got himself cornered in an attempt to hide in what he thought was a tunnel leading to the main road. He turned to face the figure, reaching for a knife that he kept under the sleeve of his coat.
Then the figure pulled off his hood, and Felix found himself staring at a young girl. She was around his own age, and shockingly resembled the merchant from the night before. Her eyes bore down on the young assassin with a determined hate. She let out a cry of rage and clumsily charged at the assassin with a sax knife. Felix swung his hand to defend himself, knocking the blade from her hand but getting a nasty cut across the tattoo of the guild's emblem. The girl fell to her knees and broke down in tears, begging him for an answer to why he had killed her father. He was shocked at the sight, and turned to run.
Felix watched the girl for the remainder of the month. He silently followed her as she was placed into an orphanage, as she spent many sleepless nights in tears, and as she went about her days with an almost emotionless air around her. The assassin, out of curiosity, returned to the scenes of his other target's deaths and found the same effect with their families. He wondered why, as he was brought up to think that he was doing was for the better of others.
The young assassin began to question the guild and himself. He started to notice the signs of sadness as precious items were stolen from homes or vaults, and feelings of hate from the families of the people the guild had killed. He learned what he had done was truly wrong. He became filled with hate; he hated the guild that had raised him to believe lie after lie, he hated the guild leader for leading him down a dark and bloody path, and he hated himself for being tricked into letting his hands become stained with blood.
Two years later, he vanished from the ranks of the guild. Some say he stowed away on a merchant's ship, while others say he thrown himself off of the castle's highest tower. Not a word was heard from him until an inn keeper told of a strange man with an odd tattoo on his right hand. The inn keeper said that the man claimed it simply served as a grim reminder of what he once was, and what he no longer wished to be.
What is your character’s main goal?: To redeem his past wrongdoings and find a new purpose in his life, and find a new source of employment aside from every odd job that presents itself to him. "Trust me, there are several things I'd rather be doing than shoveling the fecal matter from every bloody horse that passes through town."
Strengths: Felix is strong physically and can make a decent attempt at reasoning with others. He is capable of fighting one-on-one battles and dealing with his problems head on, all while staying calm and focused on the target and his surroundings.
Weaknesses: While strong in a physical standpoint, Felix is morally confused. He has a hard time deciding between right and wrong, often leading him to chose a more isolated lifestyle. While being great at one-on-one combat, fighting more than one enemy is out of the question as he can easily become overwhelmed by the multitude of attacks from two or more people to a point where he will be forced to make a hasty exit stage right, or screw up and get himself killed. The previous drawback also leads him to be a very poor fighter head-on, often preferring to land the first, and final blow, from the shadows.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: Felix curses the fact that he didn't notice the loose cobble stone, or the large slope next to the road. Taking note of his rather painfully unpleasant situation, Felix would start searching for a way up the slope and, once found, would spend a solid one or two hours cursing and trying to climb back up. Then he would limp into the town on a long walking stick he plucked from the ground and make a decent, painful attempt to make it to the local healer.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: After listening to the rather unintelligent challenge from the obviously drunk stranger, he would calmly study both the man as he swayed from side to side and the dimly-lit room. If the stranger was drunk enough and seemed to be along, he would fight the man, aiming to disable him long enough to slip away. If the man seemed sober enough to put of a reasonable fight or had a few more drunk friends to back him up, Felix would do his best to cause a distraction to buy him enough time to slip away and get a reasonable distance away from the town.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing: Felix would disregard his superior's request to break into his enemy's home, quickly formulating an excuse not to. However his skills in negotiation and excuse making in times where his past is brought up are more or less equal to that of the town drunk. He would then be entitled (if not forced) to carry out the favor, which he would try to conduct as best has he could.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle: The stiff, unbreakable resistance from the kingdoms of the South; the rise of political disorder within the Empiracle; and the secession of Vaerdezzio.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: Overlord Rauric III of Braxia
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: The town of Roland's Field in the southwest.
Questions or comments?: None that I can think of at the given moment.
"If at first you don't succeed, reload."
acidrica
A great app! The only problem that I can REALLY see is that, since this server is being set in the new world, your character is gonna be quite a bit farther from the Motherland than being in a mere "settlement" for his goals. Still, everything else was so good that I let it slip.
Xtronify
Certainly not a perfect app, but better than your last attempt, and good enough that I can accept you. I quite liked it, and I think that you might want to take a look at our villain rules here: http://tinyurl.com/pm92z3r
I'll add you both to the WL, and can't wait to see you server-side!
I've left out the OOC and Lore Questions portions of the application, as I've already been accepted to the server previously, but am applying with a new character.
Character Information
Name: John Glass
Age: 26
Class: Miner/Woodsman
Physical description: Standing at 5’10”, John is of average height and build for a man his age. He has very distinct facial features - a hard nose and a strong jaw-line. His skin is fair, and his hair, which is usually cut short, has grown out of control on his journey to the New World, dark and wild.
Screen capture of your skin: http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/fantasy-mages-apprentice/
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.): Born a ******* in a growing Braxian city on the southern isle, John grew up in an orphanage. For a time when he was younger, he was told it was only a matter of time until he was adopted, although John, and his caretakers, soon gave up hope around the time he turned ten. Most parents barren couples wish to adopt infants, and John showed no outstanding physique nor other attractive qualities, meaning no one would be looking for him. For children like John, there was a system that the orphanage had in place with the city and other local businesses and organizations. He would learn a trade, though not under means as prestigious as an apprenticeship. When in need, an official from said organization or business was sent down to the orphanage, and took their pick from a line of boys (or girls, but very rarely both). This child would work and learn their trade during the days up until they turned 16, and then likely offered a job - or at least given the skills to begin work on their own in the field, while the orphanage was granted a small payment in exchange for their ward’s labor. As a boy, John was fortunate enough to find himself in this program, though he was terrified to hear the news that an official would be visiting the orphanage that afternoon as it was happening. All the boys, some as young as nine up to age fifteen, lined up in the main hall. Best case scenario was that a smith would be showing up, looking for an apprentice, or maybe a trader looking to teach him all he knew. Worst case would be a mortician or gravekeeper appearing in front of them, picking John, and only John. The thought of spending the next six years of his life spent embalming corpses and digging graves sent chills down his spine, mainly because it was rumored by the older boys that it happened from time to time, and that the local funeral-man only came back to get new wards because his old ones kept falling into graves and were accidentally being buried alive, or that he himself was responsible. Morbid thoughts quickly had to be shook out of his head when he saw a dusty, working man standing in the hall. He was with a local construction company, and he picked six boys to come with him - John among them. While not extremely happy with the idea when first starting, it did eventually grow on him. He loved seeing a project go from a leveled plot of dirt on the ground to a finished building that would still stand long after he was dead. It all started with him running water back and forth to the workers at age ten, and before he knew it, he was fourteen, swinging a pick with the rest of them, and being taught to lay bricks by the stonemasons commonly on site. He went from a quiet boy to a working man at age sixteen. When it came time to leave the orphanage, he’d changed drastically in those few short years. He was more outgoing, he was stronger physically, and he was ready to enter the world. John remained with the construction company in that city for ten more years, until he decided to partake in the colonization of the new world. Why? That growing city had grown, and more or less, began to plateau, and standing right in front of him was the opportunity to take to the frontier, virgin land, to make his mark, and build. And build he shall.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): John wishes to one day become more than just a laborer - he wants to become an architect. Building up the settlements in the New World seems like the best place to earn his wings, so to speak. Looking to the future even further, John wishes to settle down, and perhaps raise a family, in a home of his own construction, of course.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Physically, John is very fit, as a result of of his many years of labor. He can swing a pick and an axe, and has an eye for architecture. He’s also rather outgoing, one to take to the inn after work to make new friends and catch up with old ones.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): John, while outgoing, is not one for confrontation. Having avoided it at most costs throughout his life, he never really learned how to fight, nor does he have any intention of doing so. If found in a physical altercation, John would likely flee if able, or try to talk his foe down, lest he risk getting his butt mercilessly whooped. John is also uneducated, having gone through next to no proper schooling, other than a few lessons from his caretakers as a child. He can spell his name correctly on the first try, every time - though anything else in his vocabulary is up in the air. He struggles writing complete sentences, and really isn’t sure what a ‘run-on’ actually is. Although, arithmetic is something he’s practiced a fair bit in his line of work, and he is competent enough.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: John cringed as he limped, tired and hungry, though the pain from his broken ankle did a fair job distracting him. All he could think about was collapsing in his cot, and he’d go get aid tomorrow. At first, it seemed like focusing on taking one step at a time was the way to do it, but he had to distract himself somehow. He hummed as he walked, just as he did as he worked. Nights on the frontier were quiet, nothing like the city at all. It was almost eerie… Actually, it was more than eerie, to tell the honest truth, John was nervous. He soon found his eyes shooting down alleys and corridors, on the vigilant look out for danger. One step at a time probably was the way to do it, pain distracts from paranoia. Halfway home, John was soon convinced that he heard footsteps around him. He soon began to panic, trying to rush home as well as he could with one broken ankle. The footsteps got louder, and louder, and in his panic, John tripped. “This is it,” he thought to himself, “I’m dead.” The footsteps ran up on him, and John shut his eyes and clenched his fists, waiting for the mugger to beat him until he could get a word in and yield his coin purse, or the murderer to bury his hatchet in his skull. John waited, and waited, wondering if he’d died yet. He peeked one eye open, which was met with a sloppy kiss from a neighbor’s dog. John let out a sigh, and got back up on his feet. With the hound as an escort, he made his way home.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her: John sat at the bar, enjoying his free time after work with a drink and a laugh with other familiar patrons. That night, things did take a turn for the unexpected, however. A small boy, no older than eight, entered the tavern looking to, of all things, buy himself a drink.
“Uh, yeah, uh..” The lad asserted himself “Gimmee.. a drink! Y’know, the kind fer gettin’ drunked.”
This was of course met by laughter, and the crowd in the tavern roared, including John.
The young boy’s face turned red, with embarrassment at first, but this soon turned into anger. “Wha’ is you’ses all laughin’ at? I’m a man! I done tell ye, oi’ve kill’t thirty men wiff one hand just earlier dis ‘ere mornin’! Now why’s you’ses laughin’ when me’s tryin’ te buy meself drink?”
The crowd only laughed harder, some were brought to tears. Although the child only grew madder and madder, and the first face he saw was the one closest to him - John’s. The boy kicked him in the shin, and called for him to “Git up!”
The crowd grew silent for a moment as the boy raised his fists and went into the center of the room. “Foight me!” the boy said, with the crowd’s roaring laughter resuming on cue. John wanted to laugh as well, but forced himself to show some semblance of restraint. He got up out of his seat, walked up to the boy, and knelt down to talk to him in an elder-like manner.
As John went to speak, he was cut off by the boy, who had just clocked him in the nose, which John, dumbfounded, was only worried about trying to act like it didn’t hurt nearly as much as it did, but he probably wasn’t doing a very good job. John tried to calm the boy down, but he only continued in his assault. Eventually, John left the tavern, ridiculed having been bested by an eight-year-old. He’d like to think that he didn’t fight back because it was a kid, but in the back of his mind, he knew he just wasn’t a fighter, and that kid was a lot more skilled than he was.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing: John hesitated, but with a sigh, proceeded, uncomfortable as he was. “Counter-clockwise…” the Envoy reminded him. John rubbed the aloe salve meant to treat the sunburn onto his back. Counter-clockwise.
Zymph
Herzlichen Glückwunsch! Ihre Bewerbung wurde angenommen. Bitte genießen Sie Ihre Zeit auf dem Server. Sie sind die größten Hintern, ich weiß.
Congratulations! Your application has been accepted. Please enjoy your time on the server.
Character Information
Name: Josh Green
Age: 19
Class: Archer Specialty
Physical description: Josh is slightly smaller than the average height for his age, standing at around 5’ 1”. He has a dark shade of green eyes and short, shaggy dark brown hair. His body type is thin but his shoulders seem broader than the rest of his body due to how long he’s used a bow.
Screen capture of your skin: http://minecraft.novaskin.me/#!skin=http://novask.in/4027170.png I edited the skin slightly to make the eyes darker the link is from the original before I darkened them however.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Josh was born to his parents, George and Lily, in the woods near the border between Braxia and The Kingdom and Eternal Dominion of Kastelm. He grew up usually bored due to not many people being around nears their house so he had not many people to play with or make friends with during his child years. He usually just shadowed his dad all the time. His dad taught him in his early years of growing up about which berries in the forest were edible and which weren’t. He also taught him how to be patience while waiting for game and how to track game. Although, trying to teach patience to a kid wasn’t the easiest task.
It wasn’t until Josh grew to about thirteen years of age that his father got him his own bow. He practiced with it as much as he could and quickly began to be able to draw the bow string farther and farther back. His shots were also getting better. His father, who helped him while learning how to shoot, would always make him run for a while through the woods if he lost one of the arrows that went past the target. Let’s just say, in the first bit of learning he had to do a lot of running. Eventually, he got better at hitting the target and, for the few arrows that missed; he got better at tracking it to where it landed.
It wasn’t until about a year after he got his bow that he began to try going out and hunting on his own. Of course his father, having more experience than him, would always come back with more game. Josh began to get better until about after two weeks of going out to hunt and getting nothing, he got his first hare. It was a rather good size and his father was proud when he showed up with it. For the next week Josh didn’t have much luck but he slowly began to get better until he was catching at least some sort of game almost every day.
For the next few years he continued to get better and better until finally, he turned seventeen. When he was seventeen he told his parents that he wanted to go see more of the world than just heir house in the woods. His father, who managed to see some signs about some expedition heading west when he was in town buying new arrows. So, Josh decided he was going to set off for a town named Roland’s field. Unfortunately, it was quite a long walk away from his home. So his parents, managing to scrounge up money which they were saving just in case Josh wanted to go somewhere when he grew up, bought him a horse. It was a nice dark black Braxian breed, not the greatest mind you, but Josh loved it. He quickly became friends with the horse which he named John and began learning how to ride it. After about six months, he was able to ride the horse fairly well. It might’ve taken less time if he had someone who knew more about horses to help him learn how to ride, but through trial and error and his father who remembered a bit about horses from growing up on a farm when he was a kid, helped him out.
So his parents gave him a bit of money and some food for his travels. There were many goodbye’s to be said and Josh promised to send letters to the nearest town once he arrived at Roland’s and from the expedition. With that, Josh headed off down the road. The travel was fairly easy, stopping by in towns along the way and staying for the night in inns. He was very conscious about all the people around him though. Usually he just asked for a room and quickly went on his way to sleep. Most of the inns had stables where he kept John in while he stayed in the inn. Once the food he had on him ran out he also bought a meal along with the room when he got to the inn.
It wasn’t until he was traveling up a mountain pass which would lead down the other side into Roland’s field the things went wrong. He got to the top of the pass fine and there was a bit of flat ground to travel before going down the other side of the mountain when some Bandits armed with weapons jumped out of concealments in some rocks along the side of the road. Josh noticed three men in total, two of them armed with simple short swords and another armed with a bow. Josh didn’t really know much about weapons aside from the bow but he knew that the swords were dangerous aswell and could kill him. The bandit with the bow told him to get off the horse and hand over everything he had. Josh, unsure what to do and being slightly scared by the bandits turned his horse and began to run in the other direction. However, he underestimated the man with the bow. He felt the arrow fly past his leg as it luckily missed; however, unlucky for the horse it hit him right in the heart. The horse dropped to the ground and Josh tried to push himself off in time but his foot got caught under the side of the horse as it landed on its side, dead. He gasped in pain as he felt like his ankle either was sprained or broken. He then turned and stared at John, shocked and in horror but quickly remembered the bandits were still a threat. He managed to pull his foot out from under his horse and was wincing from the pain in his ankle. He attempted to stand up on his feet but quickly found out it hurt a lot to put too much pressure on it. So, he kneeled down on one knee, which still hurt his ankle but not as badly. He looked up to see the bandits making their way down the road quickly. The two swordsmen were easily 30 meters away from him and the man with the bow was struggling to restring his bow which had somehow become unstrung. Josh pulled his longbow off of his back and pulled an arrow out of the quiver; no less than 20 meters away now, he knocked the arrow, drew the bowstring back, aimed at the first swordsmen, let his breath out and fired. As soon as the shot left the bow he knew it wasn’t the greatest, but it’d still hit the man. He quickly grabbed another arrow from the quiver as the first arrow he shot hit one of the swordsmen in the leg who quickly dropped to the ground. He then knocked the arrow, drew the string back, aimed, let out a deep breath and fired at the second swordsmen, who had taken a moment to pause and look at his friend who was lying on the ground in pain. Unfortunately for him, as soon as he turned back to Josh to charge an arrow struck him in the chest. Josh was just pulling another arrow out of the quiver when an arrow whistled past his head, making a cut along his cheek and jaw. Josh was stunned in horror for a moment, realizing how close he had been to death. He quickly recovered as he saw the man with the bow was grabbing another arrow slowly. He knocked the arrow, judged the distance, drew back the bowstring, aimed, let out a deep breath, and fired. The arrow streaked across the forty meter gap between them and smashed into the man with the bow's shoulder, knocking him back and making him drop the bow as he clutched his wounded shoulder. He looked up at Josh who was already knocking another arrow and realized it was dangerous to stay here. He quickly grabbed his bow and ran away. Josh tried to get up and winced as his leg still hurt horribly. He managed to tough it up and started walking after he said his goodbye’s to his good friend. He passed by the thrashing bandit on the road with the arrow in his leg and left the bandit in his pain blaming him for the death of John. He began to hobble down the road to Roland’s field. Once in town he quickly received medical treatment and told the guards of the bandits on the mountain pass. The doctor quickly stitched up the cut on his cheek and then checked out his ankle. It turns out his ankle was only sprained and it should heal itself soon but the doctor sent him away with some sort of potion to help him feel better.
After a week of being there, Josh decided to buy himself a dagger. He figured he could use something in case he had to defend himself in close combat.
After another few months Josh was on a boat heading to the new land. He had sent his parents many letters about how things were going and they were happy he made it safe, he decided to leave the part about bandits out of his letters and just said that John became very ill and passed away not long after they made it to Roland’s field.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To get to experience the world around him.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He’s been practicing with a bow for a long time so he’s and is a very good shot. He was raised by his mother and father, his father being a hunter he taught him what part of an animal is edible, how to skin an animal, track, stay hidden, and what berries are edible. He’s also quick on his feet. He’s also learned to climb trees to watch for any prey from above.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Due to being lanky he’s not good at hand to hand combat. He can stab with a dagger but if it was a strength dependent fight, he’d most likely lose. Because he grew up in the woods with only his parents, his people skills are lacking.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
“Oh god. I knew I shouldn’t have chased after that boar.” Josh muttered under his breath as he winced with pain at putting pressure on his ankle. “I also shouldn’t have missed that bunch of rocks next to the little ravine.”
Josh looked down every ally, his hand on his the hilt of his dagger hoping that no thieves would pop out at probably the most vulnerable guy on the streets.
He looked up at the road ahead and noticed another man walking in the opposite direction, seemingly towards him. Josh gripped the hilt of his dagger almost white knuckled as he tried to stay calm. The man got closer and closer as Josh was about to whip out his dagger when the man simply turn and walked down the road to his right.
“Oh man, I thought I was done there for a moment.” Josh sighed as he continued on down the road, noticing the inn where he was staying a few doors down.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Josh walked into the tavern hoping to get a meal and looked around at the packed place, trying not to make any eye contact. While he made his way towards the bar however, an obviously drunk man accidently bumped him.
“Hey, what do ye’ think yer doin’?” The man slurred his words angrily.
“I-I’m just here to buy a meal…” Josh replied quietly, scarred at the big man standing in front of him.
“I don’ care if yer’ here to buy a meal, ye’ jus’ spilled me drink!” The drunk man replied back angrily pointing at the drink on his shirt then to his empty glass.
“I-I’m sorry?” Josh said as he starts to try and back up towards the door. By now, everyone in the tavern is watching the scene unfold quietly and Josh is uncomfortable with being the center of attention.
“Well, sorry doesn’ fill me glass does it?” The drunken man yelled back, the rage evident on his face as he smacks the glass down on one of the tables. “Looks like I’ll jus’ have to beat ye’ up!” The drunken man yelled as he balls his hands into fists.
“H-How about I buy you two new drinks!” Josh manages to say hoping it will stop the man from beating him up.
“I guess tha’d be alrigh’.” The drunk man replies, warming up to the thought of two new drinks. Josh quickly ran to the bartender and bought two ales for the man, sad that he won’t be able to buy a meal because he just used his money to buy the drinks, but glad that he’s still intact. With that he walked out of the bar quickly as some people were still staring at him.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
“Well, do you accept the job?” The butcher, who’s Josh’s main customer of his meat asks.
“Y-you want me to deliver this poisoned meat to the man down the road?” Josh asks surprised.
“Aye, would you have a problem with that?” The butcher asks, holding his knife intimidatingly.
“Y-yes I would sir… That’s killing an innocent man and that’s wrong.” Josh say’s to the butcher, surprised that he would want him to do such a thing still.
“Well, if you won’t do it I can’t have you go blabbing to the guard about this.” The butcher began to walk out from behind his counter knife in hand towards a scarred Josh when, to Josh’s luck, a customer walks in the door. The butcher stops in his tracks knowing that he wouldn’t be able to get away with killing Josh while there’s a customer in his shop. Josh takes this moment to quickly walk out of the shop and down the road glancing back occasionally, afraid that the butcher may follow him.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
The Great Dividing War.
Vaerdezzio seceding itself form the Empire.
Failing currency.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
The famous Braxian explorer, Robert Ewarding.
Where is the expedition to be launched from?:
The far southwestern town of Roland’s Field.
Questions or comments?:
None. :3
EDIT: Fixed (I hope)
Chilli50
I saw a few problems with your app, but overall it was decent. Your second ic question, for one. You started it in first person and then switched to third person. Also, there are no crossbows in the lore, but you can easily just switch out the bandit having a bow. Other than that, Welcome back to The Wayward Ones, please enjoy your time.
IGN:Whoamist
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional)
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?:
yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
powergaming is using using actions without giving ample ability to reaction or giving your character unfair powers or abilities.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
using ooc knowledge to gain an unfair advantage
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
roleplaying is pretending to be a being or entity for entertainment.
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 agreed by both parties
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
when in ooc chat, private messaging, or in parentheses in local
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?
Have played on several rp servers in minecraft, have done rp guilds in several games
Character Information
Name: Jacob Todd
Age:20
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description:
Tall 6’2”, Muscularly built, brown hair, green eyes
Screen capture of your skin:
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/3383533/medieval-boy/
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion. The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When Jacob turned 15, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to run since and the doctors expect him never to be able to. With a torn muscle he wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his leg. However due to the constant work to his left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage. With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd. Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled making friends earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received secretly from his mother. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Strong, smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.): Can’t run, fear of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him fearing how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the inn fearing the dog would attack him. He makes it to the inn and realizes the dog never even followed him.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
lost of heart city from invasions
Mountain men confederacy
loss of economic independence
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Robert Edwarding
Where is the expedition to be launched from?:
Roland’s Farm
Questions or comments?:
whoamist
An alright attempt, but there were several problems with this app. Firstly, since you've already been accepted, all you have to post is the IC section of the app, not the OOC section. So, on your next posting of this app, please only include the IC section, without the lore questions.
Now, onto the actual, serious problems in the app itself. Firstly, there's your bio. Spacing! It's a really important thing that you should do! I understand that the urge to just post a wall of text to show how much you've written is tempting, but you really, REALLY should be using paragraphs. Just looking at that bio begins to give me a headache.
Now, onto your strengths and weaknesses. Your character is grossly imbalanced. That doesn't mean over-powered, it's just that his strengths and weaknesses make... Zero sense, at all. It's good that you gave him a physical weakness in that he can't run, but it's pretty clear that the physical weakness is just there for the sake of having a physical weakness. And yet, despite the fact that he CAN'T RUN, somehow, he's "strong"? Plus, not once in your bio did you really mention him keeping up with his smithing or doing any sort of strenuous physical activity during his many years in being trained as a doctor.
If you manage to fix those problems up, you should be good!
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Name: Jacob Todd
Age:20
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description:
Tall 6’2”, Muscularly built, brown hair, green eyes
Screen capture of your skin:
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/3383533/medieval-boy/
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion.
The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When his brother turned 10, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to mentally recover since. With a torn muscle his brother wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan, with his brother injured Jacob looked for a way to help him and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his brother's leg. However due to the constant work to his brother's left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage.
With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become a lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd.
Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled making friends earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received Forging tool and weapons at the capital's main forge under the guise of a different member of his clan. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
Strong, smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):hatred of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor, can't not help a person in need to a fault(can cause issues if accidentally helps a a criminal or purposefully helps one).
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him wondering how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the dog trying to attack it. He follows the scared dog for awhile eventually following it to the inn where it was the owner's pet.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
whoamist
I apologize, apparently I wasn't clear enough. The solution here wasn't for you to really provide justification for his strength, after the fact- your character simply shouldn't be strong in the first place, since there wasn't any justification. Having a character who is very proficient in two completely different skill-sets is pretty risky to begin with, and making him physically strong on top of that pushes it into OP territory. Being taught how to become a doctor is a very time-consuming process, and you said that he did very well at it, and ALSO spent time developing a circle of friends. It really doesn't seem like he'd have any time to practice his skills at the forge, and little reason, with the monthly allowance from his mother. It seems like you really want your character to have a variety of skills, but you need to stick to a realistic few. However, this is a fairly small mistake. I'm sure that you'll get it on your next attempt.
Name: Jacob Todd
Age:20
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description:
Tall 6’2”,normal build, brown hair, green eyes
Screen capture of your skin:
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/3383533/medieval-boy/
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
Jacob Todd was born the third week of Ceciderit in the year of 1294. Jacob was born into the Todd clan, a clan of elite craftsmen. The Todd clan was formed 738 within the Empiricle by the heads of several master craftsmen families from several different nations. The Todd clan earned their renown within the Empiracle during the war between the Empiracle and the southern kingdoms. In which they produced large quantities of weapons, tools, and armors over short periods of time. The Todd clan, however was later forced out of the Empiracle in the year 1127 for their following of an ancient and considered infidelical religion.
The Todd clan journeyed southward toward new lands and settled in Braxia. During the Braxian/Empiricle war they showed their worth to the Braxian people by gathering large quantities of steel for the military. As well as turning that steel into weapons and armor. Jacob was born into the Braxian/Empiracle war; He grew up from the ages of 0-16 knowing only war and weapon craftsmanship. He grew up born into the main family of the Todd clan, and was chosen to be the next head of the clan. He had a younger brother born the year 1300. When his brother turned 10, he was attacked by a wolf. The wolf had torn his calf muscle; with the wealth and power of the clan they were able to save his life and the leg. However Jacob hasn’t been able to mentally recover since. With a torn muscle his brother wasn’t able to move as efficiently as other members of the clan, with his brother injured Jacob looked for a way to help him and started to become interested in medicine due to the frequent visits of doctors and surgeons trying to fix his brother's leg. However due to the constant work to his brother's left leg it has cause irreparable nerve damage.
With his interests in medicine he approached his father the current leader of the clan, and asked his father to allow him to study medicine and not become a lifelong craftsmen. At this his father slapped his son, sending him falling to the ground. Until the age of 18 Jacob Todd studied medicine in secret, in fear of his father’s retaliation. His father finally found out about his medical knowledge and studying when a craftsman was severally injured at their forge and Jacob treated him. In his father’s rage he banished Jacob from the clan stripping him of his family name of Todd.
Over the next two years from 1312-1314 Jacob moved to Braxia’s capital to study medicine, there he enrolled in one of their most prestigious medical schools and learned new medical techniques and ways to treat patients. At the university Jacob excelled earning good grades and impressing his peers. Jacob studied medicine with the money he received secretly from his mother. Upon hearing of an expedition to unknown lands, Jacob thought of his family and his honor. He decided then and there that he would join the expedition and discover new theories and practices within medicine to earn back his honor and impress his family.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
To become renowned for a medical discovery. Earn back his honor.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
smart, kind
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):hatred of wolves/dogs, can’t relate to people who are poor, can't not help a person in need to a fault(can cause issues if accidentally helps a a criminal or purposefully helps one).
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Jacob limps down an alleyway trying to cut across streets to get to his home faster. In the alleyway he finds some scrap wood and fashions a splint for his ankle. Jacob is now able to walk better but with some pain. Once out of the alleyway he turns to walk toward the local inn, knowing he can stay their tonight for a nominal fee. Almost there he hears the distinct bark of a dog. He quickly looks around him wondering how close it could be. Jacob looks back at the alleyway he emerged from and sees a large dog standing there looking at him. Jacob started to quickly hobble toward the dog trying to attack it. He follows the scared dog for awhile eventually following it to the inn where it was the owner's pet.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
“Hey, lad take a swing at me.” Says a drunken patron.
“What, why would I want to punch you?” Jacob asks perplexed
“You’re in my seat so you obviously want to fight.”
“Your seat, where is your name written on it, you drunk?” Jacob firmly says
“You frak get over here and fight me!” The drunk yells.
“Sorry I don’t fight.” Jacob replies.
“What’s going on out here?” Yells the bar owner in from the front door.
“Ron are you picking fights again?” The bar owner asks the drunk
“No sir.” The drunk dejectedly replies.
“Here have an ale on the house.” The bar owner holds a drink out to me
I gladly accept it and that ends the conflict.
Your superior asks for a favor you would have problem doing:
“you want me to do what?!” Jacob exclaims.
“You heard me, fail the next exam.” The professor replied
“Why would you want me to fail the exam, sir?” Jacob asks
“We can’t have some Todd clan kid, getting A’s on all the exams. It makes us look bad.”
“So you want me to throw an exam to make the school look better.” Jacob says
“Exactly.” The professor says
“Well I’m not doing it.” Jacob firmly utters
After this Jacob storms out of the teachers office, leaving the school building entirely.
comments :
Sorry i didn't understand your earlier deferral. The only reason he's skilled in two sets is you cant start as an Alchemist.
whoamist
Well, you fixed up everything that I asked you to fix, so welcome back to TWO!
IGN: MagnaVeta
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Making your character generally over-powered (can't die, kills instantly, etc.) or committing to an action without allowing another player to react.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Simply put, using out of character information in an in-character fashion. Sorry if that's a bit of a short example, not sure how to describe it beyond that.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: As was said in the intro, it's basically acting out as though you're someone else, a character of your own imagination. You act on their behalf, not yours, and while your character can be similar to your actual self, this is not always the case. I might play a character who kills without remorse, when in actual life I'm quite nice. That's the beauty of roleplay.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one!
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Once both parties agree to the killing.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: Anytime, so long as you're indicating that you're speaking oocly with brackets.
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere?: I play tabletop D&D 3.5 with a couple friends on a bi-weekly basis, and I've roleplayed on WoW private servers in past. I'm new to roleplaying in minecraft (and minecraft in general really), but I think I can handle it.
Character Information
Name: Aurelia Dathos
Age: 23
Class: Craftsman (specialist)
Physical description: Aurelia is a young girl with fair glowing skin, her cheeks are dotted with barely noticeable freckles. From her head flows golden locks of hair that are typically braided into a single large ponytail of sorts. Additionally, the young woman has a rather buxom build, with wide hips and an ample chest. She's around 5 feet 9 inches tall.
Screen capture of your skin: http://goo.gl/vWuN9V
Biography: Aurelia lived her childhood as the sole daughter of one of Braxia's most revered and successful blacksmiths. Specialising herself in appraisal and the construction of ornate weaponry and jewelry. Most of her adolescence was spent in his workshops, fine-tuning small earrings and rings to sell to the aristocracy. Though tragedy struck the Dathos family and its business when Aurelia's father was found dead in an alley, with his throat slit and his purse stolen. Passed off as a simple, yet calamitous mugging gone wrong, the control of the Dathos family business fell into the sole control of Aurelia. This silver lining let the young girl practise her leadership ability, and also tested her skill with accounting and maintaining relationships with wealthy buyers.
However only a year after the death of her father, one her the more influential employees, Michael Lauderback, lead a coup to depose Aurelia of her control of the business. Upon first hearing of this news, Aurelia was shocked and appalled that a trusted member of her staff would backstab her so brutally. Nevertheless, she feared him not, knowing that the Tradesman's Guild would dismiss Lauderbeck as a simple layman trying to jump to a higher position of power. When Lauderbeck took Aurelia to court over the right to control the family brand, he present the jury of distinguished and famous traders with evidence that Aurelia was a lavish spender, a frequent to the local brothel, and had stolen exorbitant amounts of money from the vaults. Despite knowing that what Lauderbeck presented was entirely fiction, she had little to prove otherwise, and the rights to her enterprise were stripped from her.
With nothing left other than the knowledge of her trade, the young woman decided that, despite this event, she was fated for greater things. Wishing for her late father's blessing at his crypt, she set off to find a caravan heading to one of the newly founded colonial stations.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To recreate her father's legacy in a new land, and honour the Dathos name.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Aurelia is wise beyond her years, and considers herself a good judge of character. Additionally, she has expert knowledge in the art of crafting fine wear, and is very creative in her endeavours.
Weaknesses: Despite her strengths, Aurelia often lets her honour and compassion lead her into dangerous situations, from which it is often difficult to get out of. Moreover, she has no combat training, and is typically helpless against any sort of armed foe.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Aurelia blinks back into consciousness as she wakes at the bottom of a shallow ravine, her ankle throbbing with a pain that jolts with every miscalculated movement. Cringing as she carefully stands, the young woman finds her support on the cliff, skirting around its edge until a small path back to the road is found. After nearly an hour of slow pacing Aurelia finds herself on the fringes of a small village, as she draws near a man draws a sword, blocking her entrance. "Name and purp-" he begins to announce before lowering his sword at the sight of Aurelia's limp and pain-drawn face. "Ma'am is you hurt?" he asks in a bit of a backwater accent, Aurelia can only nod quickly in reply. He sheathes his blade and moves to put his arms around her in support, hurrying her into the village as he rushes her to the elder. "Don' you worry ma'am, our elder is a fine doc' who'll sort you right up".
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
(The formatting got messed up here, I don't know why, so ignore the gap) Aurelia stiffens, drawing her drink close to her chest in withdrawal as she gazes untrustingly at the drunken brute who threatened her. "You're clearly drunk, and forgive me but I don't take kindly to threats" she says firmly, quickly kicking out one of the legs of his stool, causing him to keel over and collapse onto the floor. As he begins to climb back to his feet she grabs the stool and tosses it onto him, much to the amusement of the barkeep and several of the patrons who laugh heartily at the scene. Noting that her attack did little to nothing to stop him from getting up, Aurelia quickly decides to book it rather than stick around for when the now pissed off drunk can find his footing. Skirting over to the door, after leaving a few coins on the counter for the innkeeper, she blasts through the front door and heads down the street to find somewhere to hide.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
(Same formatting issue here, please ignore) One evening while most of the camp slept, Aurelia took to her nightly hobby of carving busts from small planks of wood, hoping to one day fashion them in marble or gold. Suddenly the caravan commander came up behind her, placing a heavy hand on her shoulder, causing her to jolt and lose her statuette in the darkness. "Excuse me for nearly screaming, you frightened me, sir. I'd thought everyone was asleep" explained Aurelia peacefully, calming herself. However, rather rudely, the camp commander remained silent, gazing at her in a rather awkward manner, maintaining his grip on her shoulder, now placing a hand on her knee as well. Stiffening, Aurelia inclined her head a little, "What'd you think you're doing?" she questioned, fighting the commander's gaze. He merely replied with a simple proposal "A night of passion with me my dear, and I shall treat you to the finery that these caravans lug. I will even let you stay in your own cabin!" he boasts, leaning in for a kiss. Though rather than being met with her lips, Aurelia's elbow instead caught him in the mouth, forcing him to reel backwards, clutching his bleeding teeth.
Moving quickly, Aurelia finds her statuette and luggage near the side of one of the carts, quickly taking the essentials from her bag and abandoning the rest as she sprints away from the scene of the crime.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle: Internal crises, the rebellion of the Mountain Clans, and the Great Dividing War.
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?: R. Ewarding.
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: Roland's Field
MagnaVeta
Your application was fantastic! I noticed however that you skipped the skype question, and I can only assume that you do not want to be a part of the skype group, yes? Other than that, please remember to join our site for news on the server as well as event plans. Welcome to the server and please enjoy your time!
MrSnaggle
Now, this app was a really good effort, but there were several problems in it that meant that I simply couldn't let it pass, because doing so would be just as bad for you as for me. Firstly, and probably the most importantly, there were your classes. The Classes section is meant to be used for our custom Half-Class system, which allows you to pick an economy and combat class, or to specialize. The Classes are in our OP, if you could read that section and put two valid half-classes for your character, that'd be great. Secondly, we NEED a skin! It's what we'll be seeing, and RP'ing with, for your time on the server! Last, and least, your answer to the second lore question was pretty vague. Try re-reading the Lore on the OP, and look for names, this time!
However, those are really the MAIN problems I saw with the app. Fixing those should be fairly easy, and I hope to see the fixed app soon!
If there are any curious applicants out there, you can visit our website for more info:
http://silvergaming.enjin.com/
MrSnaggle
Great, this was a much better attempt! I'll add you to the Whitelist, and can't wait to see you sever-side.
IGN: pxex
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional) No
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?: Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Unfairly Rp'ing, such has choping someones head off w/o warning.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge for your character.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing the role of a character/Acting as a character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Did you really need to ask this? No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When it is reasonable.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC chat, or with ((these things))
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere? Indeed, some minor RP servers.
Character Information
Name: He refused to let anyone know his real name, and just encourages people to call him "Jay".
Age: 23
Class: Crafting specialist
Physical description: Dark brown hair, blue eyes, normal physical strength.
Screen capture of your skin: I am not sure how to take a screen capture and get it on here, so how about I just describe it? Like I said above, blue eyes, dark brown hair, a red bandanna tied at the back of the head, a leather jacket with a shirt underneath, dark brown pants and shoes.
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
No one knows where he came from, he refuses to shed light on his past of his homelands. It is very obvious he is not from lands nearby. Those who hold a conversation with him feel as though he is slightly mad.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
He does not have an end goal, but he holds an irrational hatred for kings, emperors, and the ideal of widespread unity and seeks to undo it.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
He is a bit more agile than most and also very cunning and quick thinking.
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):
He is quite a bit less physically strong than most. The small amount of madness that is harbored in his mind can be used against him if one know how. He is also a bit unintelligent. He harbors a terrible fear of spiders that can spiral into a maddening blood lust against them.
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.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
He murmurs to himself as he limps home, "I can't believe he..." "Why I'd ought ta take a..." "All their fault..." all while glancing behind him occasionally to make sure he is not being followed. He makes it home, unprofessionally wraps up his ankle, and goes to sleep.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Jay throws his drink to the floor and gets up angrily. "You think you can handle me?! I'll warn you, I don't play fair!" He yells as he pulls out a dagger. He gets easily beaten in the fight and is thrown outside.
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
Unwilling he does do it, but does it poorly, hardly even trying. The though of asking anyone for help does not even cross his mind.
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
1: Mountian clans rebelling
2: Political disorder
3: Vaerdezzio seceeds from the Empiracle
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Overlord Rauric III of Braxia
Where is the expedition to be launched from?: The far southwestern town of Roland's Field has been chosen as the rally point for all settlers
Questions or comments?:
I am looking forward to the whole "players driving the story" thing. I kind of have trouble understanding exactly how much information you want in the questions, so I probably may have put too little.
bruh this game is like skyrim with guns but without guns