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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    Minecraft IGN: [/b]_Mcraft_

    Do you have any prior roleplay-related experience, if so could you give an example: [/b]Yes, i play roleplays with lots of my friends on my cousin's server, and even though its "not professional" everybody is very serious about it and it always turns out to be a lot of fun.

    [b]Define Power-gaming in your own words: [/b]power-gaming is when a player, acts like a god and cant die plus they have OP power that nobody can beat

    [b]Define Meta-gaming in your own words: [/b]Meta-gaming is when a player using the words in the chat to their advantage even if their character doesn't know that information

    [b]Define Role-Playing in your own words:[/b] roleplaying is like acting, but in minecraft, and you act as if it was real life, like if your stabbed in the heart what else can you[b] [/b]do? Nothing, so you die, because in real life you cant live through being stabbed in the heart.

    -IC info-[/b]

    Character name: [/b]Rhaxuo Lin

    [b]Character Race: [/b]Dark-Elf

    [b]Character Gender: [/b]Female

    [b]Character Age: [/b]34

    Character Description: [/b]a young dark elf with black as night hair usually let down, and long and gets in her face. Her hair is wavy but not curly, but at the tips of her hair it becomes a curl. wears a black tang top that was her mother's. wears a old moron jacket that is a little too big for her and has many wrinkles. also wears tight black leggings. she is "5'9" and she has a slender body and long legs that help her jump on roofs and run fast. she wears a black belt around her that holds nothing but a rusty knife. She has red pupils like her mom's and dad's, She doesn't smile anymore, only rarely, and she hates walking around in the sun. her skin is dark grey like her mom's and not really her dad's. only wears a breastplate and gloves, both black as night, and some black boots, also old and worn. she also sometimes wears a pair of gauntlets, to go over her gloves, also painted black to blend with the shadows that she lurks in.

    [b]Character Biography: [/b]At the age of twenty her parents dumped her on the road saying "we don't want you anymore", and to be fair Rhaxuo was a trouble maker the day she was born. She had messed up meetings, stole things from the neighbors, hit her parents, and sometimes stole their money. Her instinct never liked happiness or sun light. So, when she was dumped by her parents she was MAD, she wanted to kill them for doing this to her. So she took all her anger out of other people, like the children in the ally ways or the beggars on the streets. She didn't mind their screaming, so she just kept doing it. She started liking it after a while, and decided to see if she could use this trait to steal in the elven city, Silivrenmir, it didn't go so well, because she was caught by a high elf and beaten, then left with crazy scars on her wrists, arms, and back as well as scabs from the bleeding wounds that were there. Now with even more anger she started punching things, from buildings to trees, finally when she came to reality and controlled her anger she did something useful to herself, train. She headed for a nearby forest and started punching a kicking things, she was really sloppy at it because she didn't even know what she was doing. With still that uncontrollable anger left inside her, she went back to her home and slaughtered her parents at night with a kitchen knife left on the counter. She did it because her parents had always mistreated her in so many different ways, even all the trouble she had caused, no parent would through their child out like that. So that was how she steered her life, murder and stealing. She loved it, because it got rid of that anger for an amount of time so that she could let go of things. Just "relax" for the time being.

    [b]You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed: [/b]Rhaxuo would take of sprinting after the kid, get in front of him then jump on to him and smack him in the face then she would get her coins back and tell him not to o it again or the next time will be worst.

    [b]You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-coloured wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population: [/b]Rhaxuo would slowly walk to the wolf's side and move he hands toward the trap. She would put her gloves on and carfully use a stick nearby to open the trap and get the wolf mother out. The wolf mother would scamper weakly to her babies Rhaxuo hadn't seen earlier. Rhaxuo would keep her space, and put some food and water out and leave the wolf to recover, knowing that it will fend for its self when it heals.

    [b]-Magic App-[/b]

    [b]my species doesn't have magic[/b]




    [b]Thanks for reading my App[/b]

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    i red pretty much everything on their page :D XD

    *read

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    owner or someone who knows

    SOMEONE HELP HIM PLZ XD

    nevermind we got it fixed i think :)

    YEP

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    how do i delete the message above this message because the one below this message is my real application. :(

    UGH i ment the first application i put in is the wrong one and the second one is the right one!!!!! xD sorry for the confution

    and BTW the only this i changed was the roleplaying experiance so i don't want to waste your time sorry!!!!!

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    Minecraft IGN: _Mcraft_

    Do you have any prior-roleplay related experience: Yes, if you count my cousin's server, because we roleplay with our friends on there.

    Define Power Gaming in your own words: acting like a god/godess, thinking your invincible, not getting hurt when someone slices you, having OP powers

    Define Meta Gaming: looking at the chat and seeing that someone stole from you or is watching you and using that info to look around or race back to your house

    Define Roleplaying: it is like acting, except its in minecraft. you act like it was actually happening in real life and have real reactions, not just *falls and get back up* it should be like *crashes on the sidewalk and struggles to get back up*

    Character Name: Kiara Windspandered

    Character Race: Dark-Elf

    Character Age: 19

    Character Description: a very young dark elf with black as night hair usually let down, and long and gets in her face. Her hair is wavy but not curly, but at the tips of her hair it becomes a curl. wears a black tang top that was her mother's. wears a old moron jacket that is a little too big for her and has many wrinkles. also wears tight black leggings. she is "5'9" and she has a slender body and long legs that help her jump on roofs and run fast. she wears a black belt around her that hold rusty knives and 2 dagger, shined frequently, at her sides.she has red pupils like her mom's and dad's, and a blue ring around her pupil. she doesn't smile anymore, only rarely, and she hates walking around in the sun. her skin is dark grey like her mom's and not really her dad's. only wears a breastplate and gloves, both black as night, and some black boots, also old and worn. she also sometimes wears a pair of gauntlets also painted black to blend with the shadows that she lurks in.

    Character Biography: She grew up in a dark forest with other dark elves, she had no siblings and her parents had died at an early age. She camped in an abandon area around a tree where she slept because nobody wanted her, much less payed attention to her. She learned how to hunt from a hunter who always past through her area, of course she stayed in the shadows because even she wasn't dumb enough to show herself to a hunter, even at an the early age of 8. So she hide in the shadows and watched him, everyday learning new things and using the things she learned from the hunter to survive, in a unpredictable environment. everyday it was either rainy or cloudy, never sunny. She loved hunting down things ,like rabbits and squirrels then she would let them go then run after them again. But after 2 years of this she was bored and the hunter didn't come through here anymore, so she decided to travel to Falkvard, which still needed some touch ups from the war but it was in good shape. She went to the market with no money and ended up in a dark ally which led to the sewers. She thought about finding a different way but all of her plans just resorted back the the sewers. So she lifted the sewers lid with surprising ease and climbed down the ladder scaling it ,like it was a hill she was walked down in the forest. she walked for about an hour until she saw a sign in the sewers pointed to a ladder. the sign said "BLACKSMITH" in bold on the sign. She thought about what she could do if she got her hands on some daggers. She smiled to herself and climbed the ladder with ease and open the sewers lid easily, She found herself at the back of the shop. she found a door and creaked it open to see if anyone was there. nobody was in that room, but what was in the room were shelves and shelves of all sorts of hand held weapons, there were knives, daggers, swords, axes, maces, and many sharp things that she didn't recognize. she calculated how many she could take, when she heard foot steps coming her way. She looked around frantically looking for some sort of hiding spot when she saw a closet. She quietly ran for the closet and opened the door stepped in, then closed it with a soft click. Then she realized she had locked her self in a closet. She was panicking, she looked around the closet and saw a shattered mirror behind her. She grabbed one of the mirror shards, and held them like daggers. As soon as she heard no foot steps she used her make-shift daggers to dig into the door and make a small hole big enough for her to fit into. As soon as she got out she quietly rushed to grab 2 daggers, 3 knives, and a small sword. She quietly walked to the next door and creaked it open, then quickly shutting it again seeing that the blacksmith was right there helping his costumer. She was getting worried when she heard those same foot steps. This time there was no where to hide so she stood in a corner near the door and crouched, praying to Perities that the blacksmith wouldn't see him. the door flung open and a man taller then her walked in. He wasn't in the best of shape with his brown shaggy hair, torn clothes and ripped pants. He walked toward one of the shelves and grabbed a mace. While he was doing that she took the chance to go for the door. She swiftly and quietly open the door and slipped through. Luckily nobody looked her way as she headed to blend in with a shelf, and look like she was shopping for weapons. 5 Minutes later she headed for the door and blended in with the crowd even though she had dark grey skin. She spent around 5 years in the ally ways of Falkvard, stealing, killing, and getting away from guards. She loved those 3 things the most. She decided that with the money she had, from steal, and robbing, she would be able to buy an apartment, but she didn't like that very much, so she sold it and went back to the forest, her home and her life would forever belong there until she decided her next move.

    You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed: I would sprint after the kid that stole my money, and with my speed and agility I would eventually catch the kid and tackle the kid. Then i would tell the kid to give me my money back, while I've pinned them down. If the kid doesn't give the money back ill run my dagger down the kids arm lightly, but still proving a point. Then if they don't give my money back then ill sink my dagger into their arm, but not all the way into their arm. If they still don't listen then ill get the money myself by looting his pockets while i keep one knee on his chest.

    You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-colored wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population: i would use one of my daggers to let the wolf her babies free from the bear trap. after i free her i would take a piece of cloth and wrap it around her injury then take her back to the forest and ope she heals quickly. But if she tries to kill me then i would have to knock her out and maybe the babies, and then take her back to the forest , with her babies, and let her heal on her own.

    Magic Biography: (My Character doesn't have magic nor does she have a trinket with magic because she can't control magic at all much less use it)

    Please give an example in your own words describing the limitations placed upon those who use magic: i think the limitations are being quite powerful, but you can't be god-like, or have OP powers that you can't die unless the trinket breaks or something, and that the trinket can't break.

    You have a trinket: i don't have anything magic and i can't use or control magic.

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    Minecraft IGN: _Mcraft_

    Do you have any prior-roleplay related experience: No, not really unless you count playing on housing roleplays on highpixel (you probably dont)

    Define Power Gaming in your own words: acting like a god/godess, thinking your invincible, not getting hurt when someone slices you, having OP powers

    Define Meta Gaming: looking at the chat and seeing that someone stole from you or is watching you and using that info to look around or race back to your house

    Define Roleplaying: it is like acting, except its in minecraft. you act like it was actually happening in real life and have real reactions, not just *falls and get back up* it should be like *crashes on the sidewalk and struggles to get back up*

    Character Name: Kiara Windspandered

    Character Race: Dark-Elf

    Character Age: 19

    Character Description: a very young dark elf with black as night hair usually let down, and long and gets in her face. Her hair is wavy but not curly, but at the tips of her hair it becomes a curl. wears a black tang top that was her mother's. wears a old moron jacket that is a little too big for her and has many wrinkles. also wears tight black leggings. she is "5'9" and she has a slender body and long legs that help her jump on roofs and run fast. she wears a black belt around her that hold rusty knives and 2 dagger, shined frequently, at her sides.she has red pupils like her mom's and dad's, and a blue ring around her pupil. she doesn't smile anymore, only rarely, and she hates walking around in the sun. her skin is dark grey like her mom's and not really her dad's. only wears a breastplate and gloves, both black as night, and some black boots, also old and worn. she also sometimes wears a pair of gauntlets also painted black to blend with the shadows that she lurks in.

    Character Biography: She grew up in a dark forest with other dark elves, she had no siblings and her parents had died at an early age. She camped in an abandon area around a tree where she slept because nobody wanted her, much less payed attention to her. She learned how to hunt from a hunter who always past through her area, of course she stayed in the shadows because even she wasn't dumb enough to show herself to a hunter, even at an the early age of 8. So she hide in the shadows and watched him, everyday learning new things and using the things she learned from the hunter to survive, in a unpredictable environment. everyday it was either rainy or cloudy, never sunny. She loved hunting down things ,like rabbits and squirrels then she would let them go then run after them again. But after 2 years of this she was bored and the hunter didn't come through here anymore, so she decided to travel to Falkvard, which still needed some touch ups from the war but it was in good shape. She went to the market with no money and ended up in a dark ally which led to the sewers. She thought about finding a different way but all of her plans just resorted back the the sewers. So she lifted the sewers lid with surprising ease and climbed down the ladder scaling it ,like it was a hill she was walked down in the forest. she walked for about an hour until she saw a sign in the sewers pointed to a ladder. the sign said "BLACKSMITH" in bold on the sign. She thought about what she could do if she got her hands on some daggers. She smiled to herself and climbed the ladder with ease and open the sewers lid easily, She found herself at the back of the shop. she found a door and creaked it open to see if anyone was there. nobody was in that room, but what was in the room were shelves and shelves of all sorts of hand held weapons, there were knives, daggers, swords, axes, maces, and many sharp things that she didn't recognize. she calculated how many she could take, when she heard foot steps coming her way. She looked around frantically looking for some sort of hiding spot when she saw a closet. She quietly ran for the closet and opened the door stepped in, then closed it with a soft click. Then she realized she had locked her self in a closet. She was panicking, she looked around the closet and saw a shattered mirror behind her. She grabbed one of the mirror shards, and held them like daggers. As soon as she heard no foot steps she used her make-shift daggers to dig into the door and make a small hole big enough for her to fit into. As soon as she got out she quietly rushed to grab 2 daggers, 3 knives, and a small sword. She quietly walked to the next door and creaked it open, then quickly shutting it again seeing that the blacksmith was right there helping his costumer. She was getting worried when she heard those same foot steps. This time there was no where to hide so she stood in a corner near the door and crouched, praying to Perities that the blacksmith wouldn't see him. the door flung open and a man taller then her walked in. He wasn't in the best of shape with his brown shaggy hair, torn clothes and ripped pants. He walked toward one of the shelves and grabbed a mace. While he was doing that she took the chance to go for the door. She swiftly and quietly open the door and slipped through. Luckily nobody looked her way as she headed to blend in with a shelf, and look like she was shopping for weapons. 5 Minutes later she headed for the door and blended in with the crowd even though she had dark grey skin. She spent around 5 years in the ally ways of Falkvard, stealing, killing, and getting away from guards. She loved those 3 things the most. She decided that with the money she had, from steal, and robbing, she would be able to buy an apartment, but she didn't like that very much, so she sold it and went back to the forest, her home and her life would forever belong there until she decided her next move.

    You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed: I would sprint after the kid that stole my money, and with my speed and agility I would eventually catch the kid and tackle the kid. Then i would tell the kid to give me my money back, while I've pinned them down. If the kid doesn't give the money back ill run my dagger down the kids arm lightly, but still proving a point. Then if they don't give my money back then ill sink my dagger into their arm, but not all the way into their arm. If they still don't listen then ill get the money myself by looting his pockets while i keep one knee on his chest.

    You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-colored wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population: i would use one of my daggers to let the wolf her babies free from the bear trap. after i free her i would take a piece of cloth and wrap it around her injury then take her back to the forest and ope she heals quickly. But if she tries to kill me then i would have to knock her out and maybe the babies, and then take her back to the forest , with her babies, and let her heal on her own.

    Magic Biography: (My Character doesn't have magic nor does she have a trinket with magic because she can't control magic at all much less use it)

    Please give an example in your own words describing the limitations placed upon those who use magic: i think the limitations are being quite powerful, but you can't be god-like, or have OP powers that you can't die unless the trinket breaks or something, and that the trinket can't break.

    You have a trinket: i don't have anything magic and i can't use or control magic.

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    posted a message on The New and Improved Highschool Roleplay OOC- apply here!

    Name: Kiara Windspear

    Age: 15

    Personality: Emo, Crazy, Plays on her phone ALOT in class, keeps to herself, gets Ds and Fs as grades

    Appearance:

    Other Looks: N/A

    Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None

    Gender: Female

    my app is on page 5 :P

    never mind XD

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