Heya, great texture pack. You won me over at the sandstone, lol. I was hoping you could drop an older version of your texture pack here. I'm still using the older minecraft version (mainly due to mods, but a texture pack still works with them).
I'm also wondering if you could start working on some textures for tropicraft, is it possible? Possibly natura....and maybe you could pop in on tinkerer's construct?
lol that's a lot of mods, but I do love your texture pack.
and for all the future people who will likely come here...Aether has become quite popular. Personally I don't care for it but a friend of mine has a server, he often complains about no texture packs for the Aether...
Hey Guys we just want to say the public server is taking longer than expected we had to work out an issue with the lord of the rings dimension it was causing severe spawn rates that would not stop. We are working on the issue as fast as we can but the release may be pushed to tomorrow sadly :/. Also any issues that your having launcher wise or ingame wise will be addressed as soon as the server is finished we have been allocating all our time to it.
This is the issue were facing
Hilarious...but does decreasing the mob spawn rates really take a whole day? Just gotta modify a few files...I've been dying to get on I even stayed up til' midnight for the release yesterday...unaware that it was to be released at 3:00pm est.
*takes a short look through the chest to see if there is any weapons*
Nope...nothing, i'll just rest here until sunrise
*dozes off*
IGN: woodhoda
Minecraft Experience: Since beta first began, when minecraft was 75% off...but i'm a horrible builder sadly....
RP experience: Ah yes, i've played on many servers, and my absolute favorite character was my tranquil elf, he fell in love ya know...it almost became a relationship...then an admin killed me in rp without rp'ing and told me to write a new character, so i left, that was lord of the craft
Have you read the rules, and do you agree to them? BACON! yes
Your expectations: a nice community and serious roleplaying, along with many unique towns (preferably only 5 or so)
What do you think you can bring to the Dawn of Time?: an amazing story and great roleplaying
You're running through the forest late at night, skeletons at your heels. You're running out of energy and you realize you won't make it back to your humble abode before the skeletons tear you apart. Suddenly, a bright light is seen through a gap between tree branches, and you dash for it. You spot a small, wood cabin and dive through the door, slamming it shut behind you. You look around the cabin, and see a small, unlocked chest. There is a sign above the door "Welcome to Hyperion's Humble Home". What do you do?:Well...thank you hyperion
Browses through the chest looking for any weapons, if there isn't any, waits it out, if there is
Nice, nice....
*charges outside and kills the skeltons*
Goody two-shoes
*returns the weapon to the chest and leves some iron ingots there*
User name*:woodhoda Age*:15 Location/Time Zone*:USA pacific Did someone refer you?:no I found you on spoutcraft Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.2.3 attempting 1.1 Land/Town: Job*:Arcane Enchanter Race:Battle mage Name: Shashra Age*:15 Bio*: Silvania wins, Silvania wins! The crowd cheered as they watched the battle, it was only a friendly battle...but people still cheered and jeered, these times I start to remember my childhood, a dark and twisted path, but alas, thanks to that path I am able to do so much....When I was a young child my father was a drunkard, my mother a *****, both of them were addicted to drugs...I was always the vent for their frustration, they spanked me, cut me, tortured me, the drug was...so...so dangerous. It changed the people who took them, they were called ender eyes, but now a days, they aren't used so much. As a drug...which I am thankful for. At school I was tortured and jeered at, people always threw trash at me, made fun of my rags for clothes, they hated me, and not only had I have to deal with kids but my parents as well, I almost killed myself...at such a young age too....
But I kept on withstanding my life but, at the age of 7 I had had enough, and my life was on the line, my father had returned home in a very foul mood, his head was bloodied and his eye was missing, he held a knife as he came toward me, I could tell, he was either going to kill me or take my eye. So I charged at him, this stunned him, I had always obediently done whatever my parents told me to do and lett them...do....whatever they wanted to do to me....I slipped between my fathers legs and charged out the door, my mother was waiting for me outside, not to help me, but stop me. (We had been living in a dark alley in what once was a large bustling city, it's gone now though.) I saw the melevolence in my mothers eyes, like i've seen a hundred times before, and, I unleashed...something, it blasted my mother into the stone wall behind here, her head snapping back with an audible *Snap*, I said something then, but i still can't quite remember what, but now I not only ran from my murderous dad who was probably determined to kill me then, but the law as well. I kept on running and running, my dad always close on my heels, fueled by his hunger, and the drug, the cops never gave notice to my terrified running, they looked the other way, every time.
I kept running and running, I don't know how long I ran, but I stopped when i realized, my father was nowhere to be found, I slumped to the ground, relieved, and anguished, I killed my first person, and it still haunts me to this day. I have cut my hair short and changed my name. I started acting like a boy, still hiding from my father. I always fear he's waiting for me. Your probably wondering why I remember my childhood just because of a fight....it's because my life was a fight, I fought to survive, the melevolence of violence, I normally prefer to avoid...but...when I do have friends, I'll always help them.
OOC
In game name:woodhoda
Age:15
Country or timezone:North america Pacific
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one:Fallout 3
Have you read the rules?:Yes, I'd give the rules threediamonds! Thumbs up, you covered more then most.
Why do you want to play on this server?:I haven't really been able to find a rp server that's ready or not dead, and I haven't tried a fallout themed rp before...my skin is a bit.....bright, that fine?
IC:
Name:Shashra
RP Example:A few days ago Shashra convinced a man to let him borrow his car, if he payed him the fee afterwards, but as he got the car he drove out into a swarm of ghouls, he slew every single one of them and drove off, never returned, the mans been searching for him for a while, it's been 3 months. In the tavern: "I finally found you punk! now your going to give me the caps you owe me or you will die!" hm? do I know you? "You F******(have to make it appropriate for all audiences) brat! You stole my damn car!" oh, that? Ah now I remember you, you owe ME the caps, I saved your life. "Why you little!" The man pulls out a gun "Give me the caps NOW!" How unfortunate... Shashra steps out of the chair and starts walking toward the man, his gun still being brandished You know, you shouldn't be pulling a gun in a public area, someone might get hurt Shashra ducks rapidly and, like he suspected, the man shoots the gun missing him. Shashra quickly rises up and stabs a nice little knife into his heart and grinds it until the man lies lifeless in his grasp. Like you Shashra lets the mans body fall to the ground, he ducks down and gathers up anything valuable the man has well, that's that, here's the money for the drinks bartender tosses some caps from the dead man to the bartender.
Age:17
Character biography:I remember so little of my past...al I really remember is I was once in a vault, my life is just a blur from then...but one day something happened to our vault, I alone escaped...but...I don't remember what happened...but when I escaped I was only seven, thrown into the wastes, no civilization in sight, throughout the years I learned how to survive this horrible wasteland. I often escaped with only a shred of life left within me, I fought mutants, ghouls, and the likes, alone, but I came across many places and slowly armed myself.
After surviving in the wastes for 6 years I finally came across civilization It was the Brotherhood of Steel, I've been with them since then, they were amazed at my tales and how long I survived, I was recruited into their ranks at a very early age. I have not failed them since I've joined...but now...it's just a matter of time.
Reason for applying:It caught my attention, and new often means friendly people
OOC bio:well, not much to tell, i've been quietly living in a small city in an apartment on the west coast, wasting my life away on this computer, my grades are good, but I really don't have much of a life, sadly.
IC INFO:
Name:Manicalmora
Age:17
Bio:Darkness....utter...darkness, despair, so, saddening, so...so...so dark, where have I been, what, what has happened? who am I? oh...the memories vaguely coming through, my names manicalmora...oh...how...saddening, I was but a young child when chaos started to take hold, a...darkness, it was such a bright city, until greed, corruption, famine, and chaos began, I only vaguely remember the light, there's been so much darkness...for...how...long? I knew it was coming to an end, so, i started researching...something...I was 10...was it weapons? ships, it was ships, ancient powers, powered by steam, why did I say ancient? who knows...
I researched weapons...why? I don't remember...but, i learned of a certain...empowerment, i also researched magic, the power of what i like to call, the gods, it's so interesting...but only a select few have magic, did I?
now, i see a scene before me, there's a boy, i think it's me, i'm older, I'm facing down a dark tunnel, something glows farthur back, light? yes light, the light is suddenly smited and a dark claw stretches from the tunnel, the boy brandishes...something, a sword? not quite, an axe? no...flames, but somehow i know, they're caused by a strange tech, not flint and steel, some kind of creation, the boy faces the dark claw then light flashes in front of the boy, the boys knocked back, the light takes form, it's a man, he looks back, his eyes glowing gold, and he says
"Go, untainted one, go, run, head to the far side of the city" the man looks away and shouts to the claw
"There can only be one of us Greber!" then the scene blurs, and, just, darkness, did the boy escape? am I that boy? What do i know? will my memories of what i learned return? Will this darkness be lifted? where am I? I don't know anything, but, the gods fought...but of what? I don't know...my head.....hurts...
Abilities: Vaguely knows how to create a small device that produces a flame similar to that of a mages fire spell
Appearance: A tall man who moves with unnatural grace, his hair is long and his eyes are purple, his skin is fair and his hair is blonde, he wears a dark green tunic, black pants and bracers, he often has a faraway look in his eyes and talks slowly, some take it as an insult.
I read the OP but, everytime I try to activate the airship controller (not the wireless one) the game crashes on me, I was in the aether, that was after I tried to add the c.class again because the error said axis alignedbb failure, anything I can do?
I'm using the newest zeppelin, the .23 one
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I'm also wondering if you could start working on some textures for tropicraft, is it possible? Possibly natura....and maybe you could pop in on tinkerer's construct?
lol that's a lot of mods, but I do love your texture pack.
and for all the future people who will likely come here...Aether has become quite popular. Personally I don't care for it but a friend of mine has a server, he often complains about no texture packs for the Aether...
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Hilarious...but does decreasing the mob spawn rates really take a whole day? Just gotta modify a few files...I've been dying to get on I even stayed up til' midnight for the release yesterday...unaware that it was to be released at 3:00pm est.
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Nope...nothing, i'll just rest here until sunrise
*dozes off*
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Age*:15
Location/Time Zone*:USA pacific
Did someone refer you?:no I found you on spoutcraft
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.2.3 attempting 1.1
Land/Town:
Job*:Arcane Enchanter
Race:Battle mage
Name: Shashra
Age*:15
Bio*: Silvania wins, Silvania wins! The crowd cheered as they watched the battle, it was only a friendly battle...but people still cheered and jeered, these times I start to remember my childhood, a dark and twisted path, but alas, thanks to that path I am able to do so much....When I was a young child my father was a drunkard, my mother a *****, both of them were addicted to drugs...I was always the vent for their frustration, they spanked me, cut me, tortured me, the drug was...so...so dangerous. It changed the people who took them, they were called ender eyes, but now a days, they aren't used so much. As a drug...which I am thankful for. At school I was tortured and jeered at, people always threw trash at me, made fun of my rags for clothes, they hated me, and not only had I have to deal with kids but my parents as well, I almost killed myself...at such a young age too....
But I kept on withstanding my life but, at the age of 7 I had had enough, and my life was on the line, my father had returned home in a very foul mood, his head was bloodied and his eye was missing, he held a knife as he came toward me, I could tell, he was either going to kill me or take my eye. So I charged at him, this stunned him, I had always obediently done whatever my parents told me to do and lett them...do....whatever they wanted to do to me....I slipped between my fathers legs and charged out the door, my mother was waiting for me outside, not to help me, but stop me. (We had been living in a dark alley in what once was a large bustling city, it's gone now though.) I saw the melevolence in my mothers eyes, like i've seen a hundred times before, and, I unleashed...something, it blasted my mother into the stone wall behind here, her head snapping back with an audible *Snap*, I said something then, but i still can't quite remember what, but now I not only ran from my murderous dad who was probably determined to kill me then, but the law as well. I kept on running and running, my dad always close on my heels, fueled by his hunger, and the drug, the cops never gave notice to my terrified running, they looked the other way, every time.
I kept running and running, I don't know how long I ran, but I stopped when i realized, my father was nowhere to be found, I slumped to the ground, relieved, and anguished, I killed my first person, and it still haunts me to this day. I have cut my hair short and changed my name. I started acting like a boy, still hiding from my father. I always fear he's waiting for me. Your probably wondering why I remember my childhood just because of a fight....it's because my life was a fight, I fought to survive, the melevolence of violence, I normally prefer to avoid...but...when I do have friends, I'll always help them.
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In game name:woodhoda
Age:15
Country or timezone:North america Pacific
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one:Fallout 3
Have you read the rules?:Yes, I'd give the rules three diamonds! Thumbs up, you covered more then most.
Why do you want to play on this server?:I haven't really been able to find a rp server that's ready or not dead, and I haven't tried a fallout themed rp before...my skin is a bit.....bright, that fine?
IC:
Name:Shashra
RP Example:A few days ago Shashra convinced a man to let him borrow his car, if he payed him the fee afterwards, but as he got the car he drove out into a swarm of ghouls, he slew every single one of them and drove off, never returned, the mans been searching for him for a while, it's been 3 months.
In the tavern:
"I finally found you punk! now your going to give me the caps you owe me or you will die!"
hm? do I know you?
"You F******(have to make it appropriate for all audiences) brat! You stole my damn car!"
oh, that? Ah now I remember you, you owe ME the caps, I saved your life.
"Why you little!" The man pulls out a gun
"Give me the caps NOW!"
How unfortunate...
Shashra steps out of the chair and starts walking toward the man, his gun still being brandished
You know, you shouldn't be pulling a gun in a public area, someone might get hurt
Shashra ducks rapidly and, like he suspected, the man shoots the gun missing him. Shashra quickly rises up and stabs a nice little knife into his heart and grinds it until the man lies lifeless in his grasp.
Like you
Shashra lets the mans body fall to the ground, he ducks down and gathers up anything valuable the man has
well, that's that, here's the money for the drinks bartender
tosses some caps from the dead man to the bartender.
Age:17
Character biography:I remember so little of my past...al I really remember is I was once in a vault, my life is just a blur from then...but one day something happened to our vault, I alone escaped...but...I don't remember what happened...but when I escaped I was only seven, thrown into the wastes, no civilization in sight, throughout the years I learned how to survive this horrible wasteland. I often escaped with only a shred of life left within me, I fought mutants, ghouls, and the likes, alone, but I came across many places and slowly armed myself.
After surviving in the wastes for 6 years I finally came across civilization It was the Brotherhood of Steel, I've been with them since then, they were amazed at my tales and how long I survived, I was recruited into their ranks at a very early age. I have not failed them since I've joined...but now...it's just a matter of time.
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Age:15
Have you read the rules?:yes
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IGN:woodhoda
heya been on the server for a while, wondering if there is a whitelist now...
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Minecraft Account Name:woodhoda
Age:15
Primary Language:english
Reason for applying:It caught my attention, and new often means friendly people
OOC bio:well, not much to tell, i've been quietly living in a small city in an apartment on the west coast, wasting my life away on this computer, my grades are good, but I really don't have much of a life, sadly.
IC INFO:
Name:Manicalmora
Age:17
Bio:Darkness....utter...darkness, despair, so, saddening, so...so...so dark, where have I been, what, what has happened? who am I? oh...the memories vaguely coming through, my names manicalmora...oh...how...saddening, I was but a young child when chaos started to take hold, a...darkness, it was such a bright city, until greed, corruption, famine, and chaos began, I only vaguely remember the light, there's been so much darkness...for...how...long? I knew it was coming to an end, so, i started researching...something...I was 10...was it weapons? ships, it was ships, ancient powers, powered by steam, why did I say ancient? who knows...
I researched weapons...why? I don't remember...but, i learned of a certain...empowerment, i also researched magic, the power of what i like to call, the gods, it's so interesting...but only a select few have magic, did I?
now, i see a scene before me, there's a boy, i think it's me, i'm older, I'm facing down a dark tunnel, something glows farthur back, light? yes light, the light is suddenly smited and a dark claw stretches from the tunnel, the boy brandishes...something, a sword? not quite, an axe? no...flames, but somehow i know, they're caused by a strange tech, not flint and steel, some kind of creation, the boy faces the dark claw then light flashes in front of the boy, the boys knocked back, the light takes form, it's a man, he looks back, his eyes glowing gold, and he says
"Go, untainted one, go, run, head to the far side of the city" the man looks away and shouts to the claw
"There can only be one of us Greber!" then the scene blurs, and, just, darkness, did the boy escape? am I that boy? What do i know? will my memories of what i learned return? Will this darkness be lifted? where am I? I don't know anything, but, the gods fought...but of what? I don't know...my head.....hurts...
Abilities: Vaguely knows how to create a small device that produces a flame similar to that of a mages fire spell
Appearance: A tall man who moves with unnatural grace, his hair is long and his eyes are purple, his skin is fair and his hair is blonde, he wears a dark green tunic, black pants and bracers, he often has a faraway look in his eyes and talks slowly, some take it as an insult.
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I'm using the newest zeppelin, the .23 one
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