Ingame Name:TestingApparatus
Age:15
How did you find out about the server?:Minecraft Forums
Have you played at all on the server already? (Will not decide final outcome):No
What is rule number 4?: No advertising, unless okay'd by an Admin. (Copy and pasted to prove authenticity)
What are some past servers you have played on?: Intoxicated, Killion,Stronghold, Tekkify, Nyancraft, Skicraft, Escapecraft. Those are the ones that pop off the top of my head.
Special Key:16et8
IGN:TestingApparatus Age: 15 Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstonecapabilities. [left] Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. He was built to slay the Falmer and rival any mortal being in single combat with ease. His core powering him with every foe he slew. He was the greatest invention of every Dwemer who ever lived. Built from metal from the gods from above forged and embedded with soul shards and hardend with crushed diamond into the metal itself. The metal took generations and generations to forge, harden, and shape. No metal save for itself could scratch it and yet they forged him. He truly did not belong in any era as his technology made him nothing like his predecessor the great Centurions. When they showed him the elder scroll his body itself gained a burning white light and be became self aware. Shocked, the researchers tried to recreate a machine like him. But they were unsuccessful and decided to train him for their own uses. But when the day came to rival the gods themselves they locked him away and threw away the only key as they disappeared forever.The excavations in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber using the few souls of his creators that he killed before they locked him away from and caused him to kill the warped Falmer and any expedition party to keep his core working. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his brother centurions and spheres, Falmer, and unlucky expeditions team who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via an unknown tunnel. The moment he escaped he killed a Reach camp under the night to power his core even further and used a tent as a makeshift cloak as to hide his body and face. From there he worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. He killed many by deception and pure brutality. He uses the knowledge of the ones he killed to great use and even uses their personalities in order to deceive his targets. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He believes that his creators could still be alive somewhere. He searches for them for his revenge. When the dragons attacked his slipped along an Imperial Ship hoping to confront his creators on the new land not even looking at the land that was his home. He was. He is Prometheus VII (I read the rules and I feel like it is possible because of the black soul stone from which he can derive his personality from a soul like from any Dwarven Robot only with greater intellegence due to the black gem)
IGN:TestingApparatus Age: 15 Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstonecapabilities. [left] Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. He was built to slay the Falmer and rival any mortal being in single combat with ease. His core powering him with every foe he slew. He was the greatest invention of every Dwemer who ever lived. But when the day came to rival the gods themselves they locked him away and threw away the only key as they disappeared forever.The excavations in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber using the few souls of his creators that he killed before they locked him away from and caused him to kill the warped Falmer and any expedition party to keep his core working. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his brother centurions and spheres, Falmer, and unlucky expeditions team who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via an unknown tunnel. The moment he escaped he killed a Reach camp under the night to power his core even further and used a tent as a makeshift cloak as to hide his body and face. From there he worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. He killed many by deception and pure brutality. He uses the knowledge of the ones he killed to great use and even uses their personalities in order to deceive his targets. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He believes that his creators could still be alive somewhere. He searches for them for his revenge. When the dragons attacked his slipped along an Imperial Ship hoping to confront his creators on the new land not even looking at the land that was his home. He was. He is Prometheus VII (I read the rules and I feel like it is possible because of the black soul stone from which he can derive his personality from a soul like from any Dwarven Robot only with greater intellegence due to the black gem)
IGN:TestingApparatus Age: 15 Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstone capabilities. [left] Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. The excavation in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber causing him to kill the warped Falmer and any being in his way to keep himself alive. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his corrupted brethren, Falmer, and unlucky being who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via unknown tunnel. He worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He was. He is Prometheus VII (sorry if it was too cheesy)
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Age:15
How did you find out about the server?:Minecraft Forums
Have you played at all on the server already? (Will not decide final outcome):No
What is rule number 4?: No advertising, unless okay'd by an Admin. (Copy and pasted to prove authenticity)
What are some past servers you have played on?: Intoxicated, Killion,Stronghold, Tekkify, Nyancraft, Skicraft, Escapecraft. Those are the ones that pop off the top of my head.
Special Key:16et8
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Age: 15
Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts
WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip
TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day
BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstonecapabilities.
[left]
Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. He was built to slay the Falmer and rival any mortal being in single combat with ease. His core powering him with every foe he slew. He was the greatest invention of every Dwemer who ever lived. Built from metal from the gods from above forged and embedded with soul shards and hardend with crushed diamond into the metal itself. The metal took generations and generations to forge, harden, and shape. No metal save for itself could scratch it and yet they forged him. He truly did not belong in any era as his technology made him nothing like his predecessor the great Centurions. When they showed him the elder scroll his body itself gained a burning white light and be became self aware. Shocked, the researchers tried to recreate a machine like him. But they were unsuccessful and decided to train him for their own uses. But when the day came to rival the gods themselves they locked him away and threw away the only key as they disappeared forever.The excavations in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber using the few souls of his creators that he killed before they locked him away from and caused him to kill the warped Falmer and any expedition party to keep his core working. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his brother centurions and spheres, Falmer, and unlucky expeditions team who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via an unknown tunnel. The moment he escaped he killed a Reach camp under the night to power his core even further and used a tent as a makeshift cloak as to hide his body and face. From there he worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. He killed many by deception and pure brutality. He uses the knowledge of the ones he killed to great use and even uses their personalities in order to deceive his targets. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He believes that his creators could still be alive somewhere. He searches for them for his revenge. When the dragons attacked his slipped along an Imperial Ship hoping to confront his creators on the new land not even looking at the land that was his home. He was. He is Prometheus VII (I read the rules and I feel like it is possible because of the black soul stone from which he can derive his personality from a soul like from any Dwarven Robot only with greater intellegence due to the black gem)
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IGN:TestingApparatus
Age: 15
Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts
WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip
TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day
BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstonecapabilities.
[left]
Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. He was built to slay the Falmer and rival any mortal being in single combat with ease. His core powering him with every foe he slew. He was the greatest invention of every Dwemer who ever lived. But when the day came to rival the gods themselves they locked him away and threw away the only key as they disappeared forever.The excavations in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber using the few souls of his creators that he killed before they locked him away from and caused him to kill the warped Falmer and any expedition party to keep his core working. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his brother centurions and spheres, Falmer, and unlucky expeditions team who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via an unknown tunnel. The moment he escaped he killed a Reach camp under the night to power his core even further and used a tent as a makeshift cloak as to hide his body and face. From there he worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. He killed many by deception and pure brutality. He uses the knowledge of the ones he killed to great use and even uses their personalities in order to deceive his targets. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He believes that his creators could still be alive somewhere. He searches for them for his revenge. When the dragons attacked his slipped along an Imperial Ship hoping to confront his creators on the new land not even looking at the land that was his home. He was. He is Prometheus VII (I read the rules and I feel like it is possible because of the black soul stone from which he can derive his personality from a soul like from any Dwarven Robot only with greater intellegence due to the black gem)
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IGN:TestingApparatus
Age: 15
Role-PlayExp.:Skyrim, Fable 1-3 ,I've played this server as hakxon, a bosmer, changed accounts
WhyUs:I've played on this server before but never found the thread again so i lost the ip
TimeYouCanDedicate: 1-3 hours a day
BriefDescription of Yourself: Relaxed and pacifistic but I will go out right berserker if you **** me off
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: The act of playing as a different character or person than who you actually are to enjoy a new beginning and control your destiny
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming=over powered 1 hit kill all no stopping it death weapon and abilites. Megagaming=godly know all powers
IC
Name: Prometheus VII
Race: Advanced Dwarven Automaton
Gender: None
Age: 121
Appearance: White steel instead of the average Dwarven steel with a single magical core powering it.
Fears:None
Personality: Logical, little to no feelings, programmed to stop at nothing to achieve his last goal.
Occupation: Free lance Mercenary
Skills:[/left]Advanced Aiming system giving him near perfect shots from arrows only missing due to the bow or arrow (aka the operator). Soul powered engines hitting his foes with a mammoth like swing. Moves quickly and reacts just as fast due to the multiple souls powering his body. Refined Steel frame allows his body to take much more punishment than a normal Dwarven Centurion but years of staying offline in a moist environment has weakened this defense but other metals can be integrated on his to increase his defense. Also has integrated self repair system which causes him to "fix himself" with nearby ore by purchasing or mining it. Due to his complex body system, he has an incredible amount of w knowledge from the Dwemer thus giving him advanced redstone capabilities.
[left]
Nickname(Optional): Prometheus or Prometheus VII
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] Yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b] No, but can learn to.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]Yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Able to create advanced redstone technology
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): He was their last hope. Yet they locked him away. Ordering the last order to survive. A forgotten weapon. A lost soul. The excavation in Markarth were enough to awaken him from slumber causing him to kill the warped Falmer and any being in his way to keep himself alive. He felt no pity nor any emotion but the occasional twitch from his black soul stone. He killed his corrupted brethren, Falmer, and unlucky being who tried to stop him. They only made him stronger with their souls to his power. He never felt pity as he burst his way out of now present day Markarth via unknown tunnel. He worked as a mercenary learning the new speech by listening and watching. Yet to this day he felt no pity, no mercy, no care to any human nor beast who he needed to kill. He was. He is Prometheus VII (sorry if it was too cheesy)