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    posted a message on Iriliath - The cradle of life | Tribal/Jungle RP | Events | Plug-in's | Gods/Spirits | Now open!
    ~ Whitelist Application ~

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Why do you want to be involved in this server?: This server looks like an original and I would like to be a part of it, not to mention I like the mysterious jungle and RP.

    IC Name: Jack (Unknown)
    Characters age: 25
    Characters appearance:
    Goals and ambitions for your character: To make his own tribe and take over territory, but will probably only succeed in making a home.

    The following section involves "Open-answers" as to how your character would react in the following situations:

    1. A fellow tribe member has been pushed to the ground by a larger tribe member, the two are having an argument over who has rights to the freshly caught deer.
    Break them both up, cut the deer in half and divide it equally among both tribe members after lecturing them that people survive as a group, not individuals, and that is why they are in a tribe in the first place.

    2. Your character is in the jungle in the depth of night, suddenly a loud growling sound can be heard as two wolves emerge from the trees. What do you do?
    Attempt to retreat up a tree or back into the jungle, if the wolves follow me, I shall fend them off with whatever weapon is handy.

    3. A spirit comes to you in your dreams, promising great treasure and power if you kill your tribal leader. What do you tell it?
    I would refuse and tell it to go away. If the spirit does not go away, I would insult it until it leaves or I am killed.
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on 【✙Chaotic Uniformity✙】[1.3] SuperNatural RPG {No Whitelist} 24/7 -Voting Rewards- 《Hardcore PvP》Shops┋Jobs┋Towns┋Bounties/Kill $
    In-game name: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Real life age: 15
    Did you read the rules? Do you agree to follow them?: Yes
    Where did you hear about us?: Browsing the forums for a server.
    Why do you want to join?: I want to join because it looks like it'll be fun, with the classes, economy, and town.
    Did you vote for Chaotic Uniformity? (If not, click here. It has rewards!): Not yet, but I will after I post this.
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Switching to different topic - [1.4.5] The Elder Scrolls: Era of the Vanguard RP War Dragons Dedicated 24/7 Enchanting Que
    How's the server going? Any official due dates for the release?
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Switching to different topic - [1.4.5] The Elder Scrolls: Era of the Vanguard RP War Dragons Dedicated 24/7 Enchanting Que
    Edited my appearence category so it has a description of Islo.
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Switching to different topic - [1.4.5] The Elder Scrolls: Era of the Vanguard RP War Dragons Dedicated 24/7 Enchanting Que
    3rd Repost (Please look at it this time!) And I PM'ed that one guy.

    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: A lot: Kingdom of Aeonis, Medieval Minecraft, Mount & Blade: Warband (another game), Fallout: War Never Changes (minecraft server)
    Why Us: Skyrim Is Da Best. Also because of the RP and people.
    Time You Can Dedicate: 1-3 hours every day. (I Think)

    IC

    Name: Islovak Great-Axe
    Race: Part Nord / Imperial (Human)
    Gender: Male
    Age: 25
    Appearance: My bad about the giant picture! (If it's giant)

    Islo has a dark gray shirt, black pants, and gray cloth shoes. His skin is a dark peach color. Around his chest and back he has a leather strap that is used hold a pack or a tool by strapping them on to it. He has a mildly serious expression, dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair.

    Fears: Death, Destruction of His Belongings, Torture, Giant Insects and Arachnids

    Personality: Peaceful, Broad-Mind, Hard Worker, Loyal, and sometimes Angry.

    Occupation: Farmer and Woodcutter outside the city of his choosing.

    Skills: Two-Handed Weapons (wood-cutting), Laborer (farming and cutting wood, although the skill doesn't exist in the actually Skyrim Game), Speech.

    Nickname (Optional): Farmer or Islo

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    Islo: *Sitting on his porch*

    Stranger: Hello!

    Islo: *Sits up* Hullo. Whatdya want?

    Stranger --> Bandit: Give me all of yer Septims or things er' gonna get nasty.

    Islo: O dear. Well.. Umm...

    Bandit: 10 Seconds before this axe is lodged into yer skull!

    Islo: Calm down my fellow, one second. *Sprints off towards Whiterun

    Bandit: Oi!

    Islo: Sweet Talos someone help me for the love of the nine divines!

    Bandit: *Lodges axe into the back of Islo repeatedly

    Islo: *Dies*

    Dat Roleplay example.


    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Islo grew up in a family of farmers that lived near Whiterun's River. Every year on a childs 18th birthday, the Great-Axes would give their young men and women a chance to go off in the world and make their own establishment or help increase the size of their own. Islo was a curious boy, instead of wrestling with his peers during non-working hours, he used his time gazing off into snowy peaks of the mountains and the green grasses of the plains and rolling hills or reading whatever books were at hand. He grew up in a humble household and lived like anyone else. The news came by and passed, the civil war, dragons, and a thief who was hanged for stealing a pair of candlesticks. This cycle of hardwork, reading, staring, and news went on until he was 18 years old.

    As all children in the Great-Axe family get to do, he was given a chance to leave or to make their farm bigger. Surprisingly, Islovak left as soon as he could, with bread, a hoe, cooked vension, and a iron axe to make his home. He headed off in the direction he deemed fit, which happened to be Windhelm to the North-East. He set up a farm next to a river near Windhelm, or should it be called a shack? He lived off of the land with his trusty axe and a hand-crafted fishing rod. No use for his hoe yet. Then came along a seemingly peaceful band of wanderers. Too bad they turned out to be bandits. Although he escaped, the bandits burned his shack and took his food. Thus it came to be that Isolvak began wandering the lands of Skyrim, looking for a new home.

    (Trying to keep it short and simple.)
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Switching to different topic - [1.4.5] The Elder Scrolls: Era of the Vanguard RP War Dragons Dedicated 24/7 Enchanting Que
    Reposting App, you guys didn't reply to mine.

    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: A lot: Kingdom of Aeonis, Medieval Minecraft, Mount & Blade: Warband (another game), Fallout: War Never Changes (minecraft server)
    Why Us: Skyrim Is Da Best. Also because of the RP and people.
    Time You Can Dedicate: 1-3 hours every day. (I Think)

    IC

    Name: Islovak Great-Axe
    Race: Part Nord / Imperial (Human)
    Gender: Male
    Age: 25
    Appearance:
    My bad about the giant picture! (If it's giant)

    Fears: Death, Destruction of His Belongings, Torture, Giant Insects and Arachnids

    Personality: Peaceful, Broad-Mind, Hard Worker, Loyal, and sometimes Angry.

    Occupation: Farmer and Woodcutter outside the city of his choosing.

    Skills: Two-Handed Weapons (wood-cutting), Laborer (farming and cutting wood, although the skill doesn't exist in the actually Skyrim Game), Speech.

    Nickname (Optional): Farmer or Islo

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    Islo: *Sitting on his porch*

    Stranger: Hello!

    Islo: *Sits up* Hullo. Whatdya want?

    Stranger --> Bandit: Give me all of yer Septims or things er' gonna get nasty.

    Islo: Oh dear. Well.. Umm...

    Bandit: 10 Seconds before this axe is lodged into yer skull!

    Islo: Calm down my fellow, one second. *Sprints off towards Whiterun*

    Bandit: Oi!

    Islo: Sweet Talos someone help me, for the love of the nine divines!

    Bandit: *Lodges axe into the back of Islo repeatedly*

    Islo: *Dies*

    Dat Roleplay example.


    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Islo grew up in a family of farmers that lived near Whiterun's River. Every year on a childs 18th birthday, the Great-Axes would give their young men and women a chance to go off in the world and make their own establishment or help increase the size of their own. Islo was a curious boy, instead of wrestling with his peers during non-working hours, he used his time gazing off into snowy peaks of the mountains and the green grasses of the plains and rolling hills or reading whatever books were at hand. He grew up in a humble household and lived like anyone else. The news came by and passed, the civil war, dragons, and a thief who was hanged for stealing a pair of candlesticks. This cycle of hardwork, reading, staring, and news went on until he was 18 years old.

    As all children in the Great-Axe family get to do, he was given a chance to leave or to make their farm bigger. Surprisingly, Islovak left as soon as he could, with bread, a hoe, cooked vension, and a iron axe to make his home. He headed off in the direction he deemed fit, which happened to be Windhelm to the North-East. He set up a farm next to a river near Windhelm, or should it be called a shack? He lived off of the land with his trusty axe and a hand-crafted fishing rod. No use for his hoe yet. Then came along a seemingly peaceful band of wanderers. Too bad they turned out to be bandits. Although he escaped, the bandits burned his shack and took his food. Thus it came to be that Isolvak began wandering the lands of Skyrim, looking for a new home.

    (Trying to keep it short and simple.)
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Switching to different topic - [1.4.5] The Elder Scrolls: Era of the Vanguard RP War Dragons Dedicated 24/7 Enchanting Que
    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: A lot: Kingdom of Aeonis, Medieval Minecraft, Mount & Blade: Warband (another game), Fallout: War Never Changes (minecraft server)
    Why Us: Skyrim Is Da Best. Also because of the RP and people.
    Time You Can Dedicate: 1-3 hours every day. (I Think)

    IC

    Name: Islovak Great-Axe
    Race: Part Nord / Imperial (Human)
    Gender: Male
    Age: 25
    Appearance:
    My bad about the giant picture! (If it's giant)

    Fears: Death, Destruction of His Belongings, Torture, Giant Insects and Arachnids

    Personality: Peaceful, Broad-Mind, Hard Worker, Loyal, and sometimes Angry.

    Occupation: Farmer and Woodcutter outside the city of his choosing.

    Skills: Two-Handed Weapons (wood-cutting), Laborer (farming and cutting wood, although the skill doesn't exist in the actually Skyrim Game), Speech.

    Nickname (Optional): Farmer or Islo

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    Islo: *Sitting on his porch*

    Stranger: Hello!

    Islo: *Sits up* Hullo. Whatdya want?

    Stranger --> Bandit: Give me all of yer Septims or things er' gonna get nasty.

    Islo: O dear. Well.. Umm...

    Bandit: 10 Seconds before this axe is lodged into yer skull!

    Islo: Calm down my fellow, one second. *Sprints off towards Whiterun

    Bandit: Oi!

    Islo: Sweet Talos someone help me for the love of the nine divines!

    Bandit: *Lodges axe into the back of Islo repeatedly

    Islo: *Dies*

    Dat Roleplay example.


    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Islo grew up in a family of farmers that lived near Whiterun's River. Every year on a childs 18th birthday, the Great-Axes would give their young men and women a chance to go off in the world and make their own establishment or help increase the size of their own. Islo was a curious boy, instead of wrestling with his peers during non-working hours, he used his time gazing off into snowy peaks of the mountains and the green grasses of the plains and rolling hills or reading whatever books were at hand. He grew up in a humble household and lived like anyone else. The news came by and passed, the civil war, dragons, and a thief who was hanged for stealing a pair of candlesticks. This cycle of hardwork, reading, staring, and news went on until he was 18 years old.

    As all children in the Great-Axe family get to do, he was given a chance to leave or to make their farm bigger. Surprisingly, Islovak left as soon as he could, with bread, a hoe, cooked vension, and a iron axe to make his home. He headed off in the direction he deemed fit, which happened to be Windhelm to the North-East. He set up a farm next to a river near Windhelm, or should it be called a shack? He lived off of the land with his trusty axe and a hand-crafted fishing rod. No use for his hoe yet. Then came along a seemingly peaceful band of wanderers. Too bad they turned out to be bandits. Although he escaped, the bandits burned his shack and took his food. Thus it came to be that Isolvak began wandering the lands of Skyrim, looking for a new home.

    (Trying to keep it short and simple.)
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on Fallout: War Never Changes REBORN! Tons More Features and Epic Hardcore Role-Play Meet Again!
    It says I'm not whitelisted when I try to go into the server! Do I need to join a faction? I was planning on making a neutral group/settlement :sad.gif:

    Its name will be: Buxville or Nullam Tellus (Safe Land in Latin)
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on Fallout: War Never Changes REBORN! Tons More Features and Epic Hardcore Role-Play Meet Again!
    Quote from Retribution

    zoto888: Ehh alright...but I got my eye on you...accepted

    Ifrit528: Denied. Make your RP example like a character conversation between people.


    Reposting application again, I fixed pretty much everything I think.

    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: I've been on about 2 servers where RP was implemented seriously. RP Servers: Kingdom of Aeonis, Minecraft Kingdoms or Kingdoms.
    Why Us: This looks like a place to start a new settlement in the hopeful view that the future may hold good RP oppurtunities and a lot of fun. To sum it up, this server looks like it has good RP and is good in the category of "fun".
    Time You Can Dedicate: 2-4 hours PER day.

    IC

    Name: Igneous ( Doesn't remember last name )
    Gender: Male
    Age: 22
    Appearance: Covered in dirt and mud from the mad sprints away from raiders and other mutants and such. He wears tattered clothes, such as torn and dirty black jeans and a scratched red t-shirt. His hair is also messed up, with it looking like he got attacked by an elephant.
    Fears: Death, Thirst, and Hunger.
    Personality: Enjoys living, this is why he survives so much. Igneous also likes building and using the strength of his back to survive.
    Occupation: Survivalist, wants to make a group in the future.
    Skills: Building, Mining, and Running.
    Nickname (Optional): Ifrit

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    As Igneous approached the gate, he heard a voice. "HEY! Don't get any closer or you will be shot!" Shouted a Guard.

    Igenous: I'm just a traveler, no need to shoot, here are my weapons! *Drops stone sword on the ground in front of him, then backs up*

    Guard: Let me get that weapon from you. James! Go get that sword.

    *James scurries to the sword, picks it up, and runs back to the gate*

    Igneous: My name is Igneous, I'm also known as Ifrit! Please let me in, I'm going to die of hunger if I dont get food soon!

    Guard: I still don't trust you, but we'll let you in. I'm going to keep an eye on you. *The Guard points 2 fingers and Igneous's eyes then back at himself, then shouts to a dark figure up on the wall, and the gate swings open*

    Igneous: Don't worry, I'll be on my way as soon as I get supplies.

    Guard: Alright. Remember, I'm watching you.... *Igneous walks past him into the settlement*

    Igneous: Haha. Good luck with that.

    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Igneous was born a *******. His parents, one a raider and the other a trader abandoned him on the road as they traveled. Luckily for Ifrit, a caravan came by and nursed him to good health. As he was raised among the traders, he learned the arts and crafts of surviving in the wilderness if it came to it, because the world he lived in was not a kindly one. He traveled with the caravans for 14 years. His life consisted of watching out for enemies, doing chores, and being taught lessons by the caravan master. Eventually, Igneous had to set out on his own because he didn't exactly want to spend his life trading goods, he wanted to start a settlement or village of his own for all to join and obtain safety.

    Igneous got the cardinal directions from his caravan master, wished them farewell, and set off with a pouch of water and some strange meat, although he didn't know what it was. Every night he traveled, his supplies got shorter and shorter until eventually he was about to run out. He happened upon a settlement named Megaton and was given new supplies and new directions that pointed toward "Mojave Land". With his luck, Ifrit happened upon a caravan heading to Mojave, so he hopped on as a worker and guard.

    Eventually, after many days of travel in the blazing heat and cold night, his caravan arrived in Mojave. Immediately after they arrived, Ifrit left the caravan and set off on his own to the nearest settlement to carve himself a future in the desolate and dangerous wasteland.
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on Fallout: War Never Changes REBORN! Tons More Features and Epic Hardcore Role-Play Meet Again!
    Reposting my modified application due to my "Backstory not being original".

    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: I've been on about 2 servers where RP was implemented seriously. RP Servers: Kingdom of Aeonis, Minecraft Kingdoms or Kingdoms.
    Why Us: This looks like a place to start a new settlement in the hopeful view that the future may hold good RP oppurtunities and a lot of fun. To sum it up, this server looks like it has good RP and is good in the category of "fun".
    Time You Can Dedicate: 2-4 hours PER day.

    IC

    Name: Igneous ( Doesn't remember last name )
    Gender: Male
    Age: 22
    Appearance: Covered in dirt and mud from the mad sprints away from raiders and other mutants and such. He wears tattered clothes, such as torn and dirty black jeans and a scratched red t-shirt. His hair is also messed up, with it looking like he got attacked by an elephant.
    Fears: Death, Thirst, and Hunger.
    Personality: Enjoys living, this is why he survives so much. Igneous also likes building and using the strength of his back to survive.
    Occupation: Survivalist, wants to make a group in the future.
    Skills: Building, Mining, and Running.
    Nickname (Optional): Ifrit

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    As Igneous approached the gate, he heard a voice. "HEY! Don't get any closer or you will be shot!" Shouted a Guard.

    Igenous: I'm just a traveler, no need to shoot, here are my weapons! *Drops stone sword on the ground in front of him, then backs up*

    Guard: Let me get that weapon from you. James! Go get that sword.

    *James scurries to the sword, picks it up, and runs back to the gate*

    Igneous: My name is Igneous, I'm also known as Ifrit! Please let me in, I'm going to die of hunger if I dont get food soon!

    Guard: I still don't trust you, but we'll let you in. I'm going to keep an eye on you. *The Guard points 2 fingers and Igneous's eyes then back at himself, then shouts to a dark figure up on the wall, and the gate swings open*

    Igneous: Don't worry, I'll be on my way as soon as I get supplies.

    Guard: Alright. Remember, I'm watching you.... *Igneous walks past him into the settlement*

    Igneous: Haha. Good luck with that.

    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Igneous was born a *******. His parents, one a raider and the other a trader abandoned him on the road as they traveled. Luckily for Ifrit, a caravan came by and nursed him to good health. As he was raised among the traders, he learned the arts and crafts of surviving in the wilderness if it came to it, because the world he lived in was not a kindly one. He traveled with the caravans for 14 years. His life consisted of watching out for enemies, doing chores, and being taught lessons by the caravan master. Eventually, Igneous had to set out on his own because he didn't exactly want to spend his life trading goods, he wanted to start a settlement or village of his own for all to join and obtain safety.

    Igneous got the cardinal directions from his caravan master, wished them farewell, and set off with a pouch of water and some strange meat, although he didn't know what it was. Every night he traveled, his supplies got shorter and shorter until eventually he was about to run out. He happened upon a settlement named Megaton and was given new supplies and new directions that pointed toward "Mojave Land". With his luck, Ifrit happened upon a caravan heading to Mojave, so he hopped on as a worker and guard.

    Eventually, after many days of travel in the blazing heat and cold night, his caravan arrived in Mojave. Immediately after they arrived, Ifrit left the caravan and set off on his own to the nearest settlement to carve himself a future in the desolate and dangerous wasteland.
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on Fallout: War Never Changes REBORN! Tons More Features and Epic Hardcore Role-Play Meet Again!
    Quote from chaosmender

    Dralkt: Denied - Awesome Rp Example, But I feel your backstory was just a List of small Events.

    Maniacman: Denied

    Stuartbrown 16: Denied - Please Label where your Backstory Begins, Little things are important too.

    Winston2002: Denied - Good Rp Example, Good Backstory. But you show IMMENSE Immaturity, Denied Forever.

    Gabriel2678: Accepted - Congrats Good backstory!

    T_Money212121: Accepted - One of the Best RP Examples I've seen, Hope to see you soon!

    SecretAgentGuy: Accepted - Same thing as T_Money212121

    Lord_Kent: Accepted - Really Nice Application Accepted.


    You forgot me. Here's my application again.

    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: I've been on about 2 servers where RP was implemented seriously. RP Servers: Kingdom of Aeonis, Minecraft Kingdoms or Kingdoms.
    Why Us: This looks like a place to start a new settlement in the hopeful view that the future may hold good RP oppurtunities and a lot of fun. To sum it up, this server looks like it has good RP and is good in the category of "fun".
    Time You Can Dedicate: 2-4 hours PER day.

    IC

    Name: Igneous ( Doesn't remember last name )
    Gender: Male
    Age: 22
    Appearance: Covered in dirt and mud from the mad sprints away from raiders and other mutants and such. He wears tattered clothes, such as torn and dirty black jeans and a scratched red t-shirt. His hair is also messed up, with it looking like he got attacked by an elephant.
    Fears: Death, Thirst, and Hunger.
    Personality: Enjoys living, this is why he survives so much. Igneous also likes building and using the strength of his back to survive.
    Occupation: Survivalist, wants to make a group in the future.
    Skills: Building, Mining, and Running.
    Nickname (Optional): Ifrit

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    The sun beat down wearily upon Igneous, making him sweat profusely through all the mud and sweat that he is covered in. "There was supposed to be water up ahead" Thought Igneous as he walked. "I'll be dead by this noon if I dont get there in time, I didn't take that Raider's map for nothing.. Did I?" Suddenly, there was the roar of a gun, and immediately Igneous started running, not caring who or what was trying to shoot him. He only had to escape. "Get him boyz!" Shouted the raider, as he ran shooting. With Igneous at a full sprint, he ran ahead into what seemed like an eternity. Eventually he saw something dark in the distance, and a settlement came into full view as he got closer. "Get in!" Said a old man, who quickly closed the gate behind Ifrit.

    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Igneous was born a *******. His parents, one a raider and the other a trader abandoned him on the road as they traveled. Luckily for Ifrit, a caravan came by and nursed him to good health. As he was raised among the traders, he learned the arts and crafts of surviving in the wilderness if it came to it, because the world he lived in was not a kindly one. He traveled with this caravan for 3 years, and was given away to a settlement for the traders could not afford to keep him alive through their own substances. In this settlement, although it wasn't there long enough for him to learn its name, he learned many new tricks and actually had a family to love. This went on for 8 years, until they came.

    One day, when Ifrit was scrubbing an old rifle in the dead of night, the raiders came. The sentries that were put on duty were quickly picked off by silenced guns, and they stormed into the small village. There was screaming and gunshots, but Ifrit didn't care because he ran as fast as he could AWAY from that place. And so he slept in ditches and wherever he could hide, and he continued his journey in the direction that he picked, for the hope that he would find water and food. Ifrit barely survived on a small turtle and radiated water, and nearly died from the radiation. He then happen to pass a raider camp, from which he stole a map from. He then continued his journey onward, not knowing what to expect, but he kept on going onward, onward to Mojave.
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on Fallout: War Never Changes REBORN! Tons More Features and Epic Hardcore Role-Play Meet Again!
    OOC

    IGN: Ifrit77 (ifrit77)
    Age: 15
    Role-Play Exp.: I've been on about 2 servers where RP was implemented seriously. RP Servers: Kingdom of Aeonis, Minecraft Kingdoms or Kingdoms.
    Why Us: This looks like a place to start a new settlement in the hopeful view that the future may hold good RP oppurtunities and a lot of fun. To sum it up, this server looks like it has good RP and is good in the category of "fun".
    Time You Can Dedicate: 2-4 hours PER day.

    IC

    Name: Igneous ( Doesn't remember last name )
    Gender: Male
    Age: 22
    Appearance: Covered in dirt and mud from the mad sprints away from raiders and other mutants and such. He wears tattered clothes, such as torn and dirty black jeans and a scratched red t-shirt. His hair is also messed up, with it looking like he got attacked by an elephant.
    Fears: Death, Thirst, and Hunger.
    Personality: Enjoys living, this is why he survives so much. Igneous also likes building and using the strength of his back to survive.
    Occupation: Survivalist, wants to make a group in the future.
    Skills: Building, Mining, and Running.
    Nickname (Optional): Ifrit

    RP Example (Add Dialogue):

    The sun beat down wearily upon Igneous, making him sweat profusely through all the mud and sweat that he is covered in. "There was supposed to be water up ahead" Thought Igneous as he walked. "I'll be dead by this noon if I dont get there in time, I didn't take that Raider's map for nothing.. Did I?" Suddenly, there was the roar of a gun, and immediately Igneous started running, not caring who or what was trying to shoot him. He only had to escape. "Get him boyz!" Shouted the raider, as he ran shooting. With Igneous at a full sprint, he ran ahead into what seemed like an eternity. Eventually he saw something dark in the distance, and a settlement came into full view as he got closer. "Get in!" Said a old man, who quickly closed the gate behind Ifrit.

    Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Igneous was born a *******. His parents, one a raider and the other a trader abandoned him on the road as they traveled. Luckily for Ifrit, a caravan came by and nursed him to good health. As he was raised among the traders, he learned the arts and crafts of surviving in the wilderness if it came to it, because the world he lived in was not a kindly one. He traveled with this caravan for 3 years, and was given away to a settlement for the traders could not afford to keep him alive through their own substances. In this settlement, although it wasn't there long enough for him to learn its name, he learned many new tricks and actually had a family to love. This went on for 8 years, until they came.

    One day, when Ifrit was scrubbing an old rifle in the dead of night, the raiders came. The sentries that were put on duty were quickly picked off by silenced guns, and they stormed into the small village. There was screaming and gunshots, but Ifrit didn't care because he ran as fast as he could AWAY from that place. And so he slept in ditches and wherever he could hide, and he continued his journey in the direction that he picked, for the hope that he would find water and food. Ifrit barely survived on a small turtle and radiated water, and nearly died from the radiation. He then happen to pass a raider camp, from which he stole a map from. He then continued his journey onward, not knowing what to expect, but he kept on going onward, onward to Mojave.
    Posted in: Minecraft Survival Servers (archive)
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    posted a message on The Silver Blades
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    posted a message on ♥♣Kingdom of Alesgan♦♠
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    posted a message on Savage Realms - [1.7.x] [The BEST Server] [24/7 Lag-Free] [Towny] [Custom Bosses w/ over 250 abilities] [PvP World] [RPG/Dungeon
    1.Your "IGN" (In Game Name)Ifrit77 (ifrit77)

    2.Age: 15

    3.Any questions/concerns/comments? Looks good.
    Posted in: PC Servers
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