I know this is asked a LOT... but are any whitelisters on that can look at my application? I already submitted one a few days ago, but the idea was crap. So I redid it, and I think it is much better now.
if i could whitelist i would, i liked the story :3
How does Ash know what a ghoul was when no one else does..?
If Ash is twelve, how can he crush a skull in a single blow, i know a couple army guys who cant even do it with combat boots and 200lbs of muscle...
personal questions.
Allow me to fix these. Thank you. :3
Just did! and by the way thank you. I worked hard. I'm glad someone gave me some advice before the whitelisters called it out.
Okay, sooo, my last app was pretty terrible. Made no real sense really. This is my retry, if you would allow me... (also not that godawful yellow font this time. sorry for last time.)
IGN:Ash_J_Williams
Source(s): Minecraft Forums, if you mean where I found this. And my friend DragonOptic recommended it.
WhyUs?: I love Fallout, and I've played on a few roleplaying servers for Minecraft.
RP Experience: Quite a bit of experience, I can be a leader or a follower, and I am pretty fair when it comes to RP.
IC
Name: Ash Williams
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Moderately tan, he has short black hair covered by his factorite helmet, which he calls 'His Hole-iness', and dark brown eyes. He has many scars and fresh wounds from encounters with the beasts of the wasteland. He walks around with an antique shortsword strapped to his back, which he keeps in very good condition.
Personality: Cold and cruel to his enemies and strangers, once he gets close to someone, they become like family to him, and he will fight to the death for them.
Background:Born in a vault, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normally in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother helped grow food in hydroponics, And his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 17, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting in front of him, the geiger counters beeping in warning all around. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him, sobbing, waves of radiation and fire surrounding the scene of despair. Ash grabbed a nearby gasmask and ran in, dragging his mother away as she begged and struggled, trying to save an already dead man...
Ash went to the medbay several days later, checking up on his mother as he did every day. She was in a coma, and her state was deteriorating. The doctors said that the rads would surely prove deadly for his poor mother. He opened the door quietly and stepped in, the door automatically closing behind him. Walking over to the bed, he realized that none of the medical devices were functioning. From realizing this, he ran towards the bed, which he found to be empty. The sound of haltered breathing from right behind him sent a chill up his spine, and he turned around, just to come face to face with a vile looking creature, it's leathery skin falling off in places. Ash could see though, that in the beast's face... Were his mother's eyes. She clawed towards him and he dashed aside, sending her crashing into the medical equipment. She regained her balance and howled a bloodcurtling screech, making a mad sprint towards her kin. Ash knew that this wasn't his mother anymore, and his life was in danger. He thoughtlessly grabbed a nearby scalpel and threw it into her jugular as hard as he could, lodging it deep into her flesh. She fell to the ground, writhing in pain, clutching at her throat. "You deserve mercy, Mom..." Ash shed a single tear and ended his mother's life, bringing his vault-tec boot crashing down onto her skull, fracturing the skull and sending sharp fragments into her brain, killing her within seconds.
The other people of the vault took what he did for murder, not knowing what a ghoul was, and led him from the vault at gunpoint. All they gave him was an old sword someone had brought along into the vault, before the bombs fell, and a pair of black pants. They didn't want someone so horrible to represent their vault in the outside world, even if it was with a corpse. So Ash wanders the wastes now, looking for a new life, a new beginning.
My app is next in line! So excited. Also, to whatever whitelister checks over my app, I know and understand that I'm young, but I'm mature and have played on many servers like this. I have played 500+ hours on FO3 alone and would love to give this a shot. The app is on pg. 14. Thank you kindly.
[u][b]OOC[/b][/u] IGN:Ash_J_Williams Source(s): Minecraft Forums, if you mean where I found this. And my friend DragonOptic recommended it. WhyUs?: I love Fallout, and I've played on a few roleplaying servers for Minecraft. RP Experience: Quite a bit of experience, I can be a leader or a follower, and I am pretty fair when it comes to RP. [u][b]IC[/b][/u] Name: Ash Williams Age: 78 Gender: Male Appearance: A tamed ghoul reaver, he has diamond thread sealing his lips together, and he speaks with a voice modulator in his throat, giving him a moderately robotic voice. He has dark blue skin and blood red eyes, and has green and black dreadlocks, which are barely on his head after 64 years as a ghoul. Personality: From his past and current situation as a member of one of the most hated races around, he is unfriendly and untrusting of others, but once he gets to know people, he becomes like family to him, and he will protect them with his life. Background:Born in a vault, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normally in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother helped grow food in hydroponics, And his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 12, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting in front of him, the geiger counters beeping in warning all around. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him, sobbing, waves of radiation and fire surrounding the scene of despair. Without thinking, Ash ran into the room and reached for his mother, but came short, and an explosion blasted him out of the doorway, his mothers tears the last thing his human eyes would ever see.... Several days later, Ash woke up in a bed in the Vault medbay, his body aching beyond belief. He stood up and stumbled from the bed, stripping the IV tubes from his arms, shutting his eyes tight against the pain. Upon opening them, he saw his new body. BLUE skin covered his once perfectly natural muscles. Shuddering and opening his eyes wide, he sat hard on the floor, looking at the body he was to be confined to until it eventually decayed. Being in a vault his whole life, he had no idea what kind of monster he had become. Before he knew it, he was unconcious again.... He woke up strapped to a surgeon's table. He looked around and found all of the doctors were dead. A form was standing next to him, framed in the flickering lights in the operating room. He struggled against the bonds, all the memories flooding back to him within an instant. "shhhh.... hush sweetie..." His mother's voice echoed, coming from the form next to him, "Now I have to go... You have to find your own way now... Maybe we'll meet again, son... don't trust him..." The form started moving away, and went out the door, ignoring Ash's shouts, "Wait! Mom! Don't leave me again...! Who are you talking about?! MOM!!!".... But she was gone.... Ash now searches the wastelands, searching for a new life, a new accepting family, and a reason to keep living. And maybe even his mother.
Ign: Ash_J_Williams (I've played a lot with you guys. You probably should remember me. )
Age: 14
Why us? I've played with Web and Spartan on past fallout servers, through bad and good, and I've been craving some fallout role playing for quite a while now.
Did you read the rules?: Of course, I would need to to save the Mojave!
What is your RP exprience (No */10):I have played many role playing games, and quite a few Minecraft roleplaying servers, from skyrim to fallout to zombie survival.
IC:
Name: Ash Williams
Gender: Male
Age:43
Skills: Crack shot with a rifle, has a little experience with energy weapons from his days in the Enclave, can set up turret systems well and has experience in running shops.
Personality: Cold, cynical, and calculating to strangers, he becomes friendlier to people as he gets to know them, up until the point where they're like family to him, at which point he's as harmless as a puppy.
Looks: Usually goes without a shirt, and is moderately tan. He has dark black hair and blue eyes. He is a bit tall but very muscular for his age.
Backstory(At least 2 paragraphs): Born in a Vault, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normal in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother would help grow food in the farms, and his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 12, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard a noise that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting before him, sending waves of heat and radiation at him. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him sobbing like he had never seen her sob before. Grabbing a nearby radiation mask and putting it on, Ash ran into the room, grabbed his mother, and ran out with her trying to pull him back in to save an already dead man...
Several days later, Ash was making a visit to his mother who was sick from radiation poisoning. As he walked into the clinic, he noticed something odd... His mother wasn't in her bed. He looked all around the clinic before turning around to see something he had feared since the incident. His mother was standing before him, her eyes cold and dead, her flesh seeming to fall off her bones as she howled at her son. His mother had become a bloodthirsty ghoul. She reached for him, trying to tear at him with her fingers, trying to bite into him with her teeth. Ash's reflex's kicked in and he kicked his mother, or what was once his mother, in the jugular. She stumbled back, but regained her footing and ran at him with increased speed than last time, obviously angered now. Ash took his mother's head in a firm yet gentle grasp and simply snapped her neck, tears flowing down his cheeks. He fled the Vault immediately, looking for a change in scenery... anything to get the image of her cold dead eyes out of his head... Many adventures later, Ash finds himself waking up, penniless and without anyone around. "Well... Here we go again," he mumbled, getting up, dusting himself off, and setting off into the wasteland...
Rp dialogue (At least 1 logical paragraphs): *Ash walks into the bar, pulling himself onto a stool, tapping the bar for the bartender to pour him a drink and he mutters-* Scotch... please.
*the bartender pours him a drink and walks off to serve other customers, and Ash knocks back his drink, grimacing and sighing at the burn. He puts a few caps on the bar and walks away, going towards the door, when two men stop him, pushing him back a bit. they speak, gruff and hurried* where do you think you're goin'... friend?
OOC
In game name: Ash_J_Williams
Age: 14
Country or timezone: Central American
Have you played any Fallout Game? Which one: Fallout 3 (over 400 hours) and a little bit of New Vegas
Why do you want to join the server?: Because I love Fallout and it is the greatest game series of all time, at least that's what i think. So I would love to try Minecraft Fallout
Have you read the rules?: Yes!
IC
Name: Ash WIlliams
Age: 30
Character's signifying traits, include appearance as well: A rough looking, tan man with piercing blue eyes and dark, short black hair. On a side note, he never wears shirts other then armor, and only wears chestplates in battle. Very to the point and cruel at times, once someone gets on his good side, they are like family to him. He is afraid of having to make a choice that would change the course of his "family"'s life.
RP example (At LEAST a paragraph): *Ash walks into the bar, pulling himself onto a stool, tapping the bar for the bartender to pour him a drink and he mutters-* Scotch... please. *the bartender pours him a drink and walks off to serve other customers, and Ash knocks back his drink, grimacing and sighing at the burn. He puts a few caps on the bar and walks away, going towards the door, when two men stop him, pushing him back a bit. they speak, gruff and hurried* where do you think you're goin'... friend?
Character biography (At LEAST 2 paragraphs): Born in a Vault right outside of Chicago, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normal in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother would help grow food in the farms, and his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 12, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard a noise that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting before him, sending waves of heat and radiation at him. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him sobbing like he had never seen her sob before. Grabbing a nearby radiation mask and putting it on, Ash ran into the room, grabbed his mother, and ran out with her trying to pull him back in to save an already dead man...
Several days later, Ash was making a visit to his mother who was sick from radiation poisoning. As he walked into the clinic, he noticed something odd... His mother wasn't in her bed. He looked all around the clinic before turning around to see something he had feared since the incident. His mother was standing before him, her eyes cold and dead, her flesh seeming to fall off her bones as she howled at her son. His mother had become a bloodthirsty ghoul. She reached for him, trying to tear at him with her fingers, trying to bite into him with her teeth. Ash's reflex's kicked in and he kicked his mother, or what was once his mother, in the jugular. She stumbled back, but regained her footing and ran at him with increased speed than last time, obviously angered now. Ash took his mother's head in a firm yet gentle grasp and simply snapped her neck, tears flowing down his cheeks. He fled the Vault immediately, looking for a change in scenery... anything to get the image of her cold dead eyes out of his head... Many adventures later, Ash finds himself waking up, penniless and without anyone around. "Well... Here we go again," he mumbled, getting up, dusting himself off, and setting off into the city...
The traits I would like to have are: PulseGrenade - Damages everyone around you SuperStimpack - Heals the target to full
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Same with me. I think the best course of action would be to just wait a bit. They'll get to us eventually.
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Allow me to fix these. Thank you. :3
Just did! and by the way thank you. I worked hard. I'm glad someone gave me some advice before the whitelisters called it out.
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IGN:Ash_J_Williams
Source(s): Minecraft Forums, if you mean where I found this. And my friend DragonOptic recommended it.
WhyUs?: I love Fallout, and I've played on a few roleplaying servers for Minecraft.
RP Experience: Quite a bit of experience, I can be a leader or a follower, and I am pretty fair when it comes to RP.
IC
Name: Ash Williams
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Moderately tan, he has short black hair covered by his factorite helmet, which he calls 'His Hole-iness', and dark brown eyes. He has many scars and fresh wounds from encounters with the beasts of the wasteland. He walks around with an antique shortsword strapped to his back, which he keeps in very good condition.
Personality: Cold and cruel to his enemies and strangers, once he gets close to someone, they become like family to him, and he will fight to the death for them.
Background:Born in a vault, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normally in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother helped grow food in hydroponics, And his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 17, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting in front of him, the geiger counters beeping in warning all around. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him, sobbing, waves of radiation and fire surrounding the scene of despair. Ash grabbed a nearby gasmask and ran in, dragging his mother away as she begged and struggled, trying to save an already dead man...
Ash went to the medbay several days later, checking up on his mother as he did every day. She was in a coma, and her state was deteriorating. The doctors said that the rads would surely prove deadly for his poor mother. He opened the door quietly and stepped in, the door automatically closing behind him. Walking over to the bed, he realized that none of the medical devices were functioning. From realizing this, he ran towards the bed, which he found to be empty. The sound of haltered breathing from right behind him sent a chill up his spine, and he turned around, just to come face to face with a vile looking creature, it's leathery skin falling off in places. Ash could see though, that in the beast's face... Were his mother's eyes. She clawed towards him and he dashed aside, sending her crashing into the medical equipment. She regained her balance and howled a bloodcurtling screech, making a mad sprint towards her kin. Ash knew that this wasn't his mother anymore, and his life was in danger. He thoughtlessly grabbed a nearby scalpel and threw it into her jugular as hard as he could, lodging it deep into her flesh. She fell to the ground, writhing in pain, clutching at her throat. "You deserve mercy, Mom..." Ash shed a single tear and ended his mother's life, bringing his vault-tec boot crashing down onto her skull, fracturing the skull and sending sharp fragments into her brain, killing her within seconds.
The other people of the vault took what he did for murder, not knowing what a ghoul was, and led him from the vault at gunpoint. All they gave him was an old sword someone had brought along into the vault, before the bombs fell, and a pair of black pants. They didn't want someone so horrible to represent their vault in the outside world, even if it was with a corpse. So Ash wanders the wastes now, looking for a new life, a new beginning.
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IGN:Ash_J_Williams
Source(s): Minecraft Forums, if you mean where I found this. And my friend DragonOptic recommended it.
Why Us?: I love Fallout, and I've played on a few roleplaying servers for Minecraft.
RP Experience: Quite a bit of experience, I can be a leader or a follower, and I am pretty fair when it comes to RP.
[u][b]IC[/b][/u]
Name: Ash Williams
Age: 78
Gender: Male
Appearance: A tamed ghoul reaver, he has diamond thread sealing his lips together, and he speaks with a voice modulator in his throat, giving him a moderately robotic voice. He has dark blue skin and blood red eyes, and has green and black dreadlocks, which are barely on his head after 64 years as a ghoul.
Personality: From his past and current situation as a member of one of the most hated races around, he is unfriendly and untrusting of others, but once he gets to know people, he becomes like family to him, and he will protect them with his life.
Background:Born in a vault, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normally in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother helped grow food in hydroponics, And his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 12, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting in front of him, the geiger counters beeping in warning all around. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him, sobbing, waves of radiation and fire surrounding the scene of despair. Without thinking, Ash ran into the room and reached for his mother, but came short, and an explosion blasted him out of the doorway, his mothers tears the last thing his human eyes would ever see.... Several days later, Ash woke up in a bed in the Vault medbay, his body aching beyond belief. He stood up and stumbled from the bed, stripping the IV tubes from his arms, shutting his eyes tight against the pain. Upon opening them, he saw his new body. BLUE skin covered his once perfectly natural muscles. Shuddering and opening his eyes wide, he sat hard on the floor, looking at the body he was to be confined to until it eventually decayed. Being in a vault his whole life, he had no idea what kind of monster he had become. Before he knew it, he was unconcious again.... He woke up strapped to a surgeon's table. He looked around and found all of the doctors were dead. A form was standing next to him, framed in the flickering lights in the operating room. He struggled against the bonds, all the memories flooding back to him within an instant. "shhhh.... hush sweetie..." His mother's voice echoed, coming from the form next to him, "Now I have to go... You have to find your own way now... Maybe we'll meet again, son... don't trust him..." The form started moving away, and went out the door, ignoring Ash's shouts, "Wait! Mom! Don't leave me again...! Who are you talking about?! MOM!!!".... But she was gone.... Ash now searches the wastelands, searching for a new life, a new accepting family, and a reason to keep living. And maybe even his mother.
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Several days later, Ash was making a visit to his mother who was sick from radiation poisoning. As he walked into the clinic, he noticed something odd... His mother wasn't in her bed. He looked all around the clinic before turning around to see something he had feared since the incident. His mother was standing before him, her eyes cold and dead, her flesh seeming to fall off her bones as she howled at her son. His mother had become a bloodthirsty ghoul. She reached for him, trying to tear at him with her fingers, trying to bite into him with her teeth. Ash's reflex's kicked in and he kicked his mother, or what was once his mother, in the jugular. She stumbled back, but regained her footing and ran at him with increased speed than last time, obviously angered now. Ash took his mother's head in a firm yet gentle grasp and simply snapped her neck, tears flowing down his cheeks. He fled the Vault immediately, looking for a change in scenery... anything to get the image of her cold dead eyes out of his head... Many adventures later, Ash finds himself waking up, penniless and without anyone around. "Well... Here we go again," he mumbled, getting up, dusting himself off, and setting off into the wasteland...
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In game name: Ash_J_Williams
Age: 14
Country or timezone: Central American
Have you played any Fallout Game? Which one: Fallout 3 (over 400 hours) and a little bit of New Vegas
Why do you want to join the server?: Because I love Fallout and it is the greatest game series of all time, at least that's what i think. So I would love to try Minecraft Fallout
IC
Name: Ash WIlliams
Character's signifying traits, include appearance as well: A rough looking, tan man with piercing blue eyes and dark, short black hair. On a side note, he never wears shirts other then armor, and only wears chestplates in battle. Very to the point and cruel at times, once someone gets on his good side, they are like family to him. He is afraid of having to make a choice that would change the course of his "family"'s life.
Character biography (At LEAST 2 paragraphs): Born in a Vault right outside of Chicago, Ash Williams had a relatively happy childhood. Food was plentiful, the people were kind, and everything went normal in the metal beehive known as Vault-dom in general. His mother would help grow food in the farms, and his father was a chemist, so his family was highly regarded in the community. Around age 12, Ash was a muscular, smart boy reading in his room when he suddenly heard a noise that would be imprinted in his mind forever. An explosion shook the floor and Ash heard a scream coming from below. "The chemistry lab!" Ash yelled as he ran through his door and down the stairs. Ash arrived in the doorway of the lab to find half of the wall melting before him, sending waves of heat and radiation at him. His father's charred body was laying on the ground, his mother over him sobbing like he had never seen her sob before. Grabbing a nearby radiation mask and putting it on, Ash ran into the room, grabbed his mother, and ran out with her trying to pull him back in to save an already dead man...
Several days later, Ash was making a visit to his mother who was sick from radiation poisoning. As he walked into the clinic, he noticed something odd... His mother wasn't in her bed. He looked all around the clinic before turning around to see something he had feared since the incident. His mother was standing before him, her eyes cold and dead, her flesh seeming to fall off her bones as she howled at her son. His mother had become a bloodthirsty ghoul. She reached for him, trying to tear at him with her fingers, trying to bite into him with her teeth. Ash's reflex's kicked in and he kicked his mother, or what was once his mother, in the jugular. She stumbled back, but regained her footing and ran at him with increased speed than last time, obviously angered now. Ash took his mother's head in a firm yet gentle grasp and simply snapped her neck, tears flowing down his cheeks. He fled the Vault immediately, looking for a change in scenery... anything to get the image of her cold dead eyes out of his head... Many adventures later, Ash finds himself waking up, penniless and without anyone around. "Well... Here we go again," he mumbled, getting up, dusting himself off, and setting off into the city...
The traits I would like to have are:
PulseGrenade - Damages everyone around you
SuperStimpack - Heals the target to full
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