I am chill, dont worry, i just noticed that happened.
IGN: Levodicus Age: 18 Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school. Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?" 'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!' "I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes" 'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.' "I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him "Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?' "Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell" 'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy." 'Are you mad? a Thief? Never i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin." 'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in' I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her. What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game. Having or gaining information your character could not have at the current time. such as the knowledge of Templars or assassins, stated in the rules. This means, a person cannot say "Oh! Ezio Auditore!" within 5 minutes of walking around in the city, and not talking to the other player privy to the incident. Another example is saying "oh! Lumberjack! i need wood!" without this character being at his stall or shop. What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Roleplaying elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back. An example of this would be (knocks out and ties up hands) now your dead! Templar menace! -assassination- What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game. The story is about the battle between the Assassins and Templar knight, whom in this universe, still exist to this day, Assassins are fighting for a world at peace, and the Templars are fighting for a world of peace stripped of free will.*
IGN: Levodicus
Source(s): I do not understand this question. if your asking for how i found you, i typed in role playing.
Why Us?: Because i know almost every scrap for fallout lore, and i love it all.
RP Experience: I have done it on several other servers, and a lot of it in real life. IC
Name: Levi
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, wears a hooded coat and black crape over my nose and mouth. gloved.
Personality: Steadfast, humorous
Background: Grew up around The Kings all of his life, watching them he learned that peace has a very high price to keep, and there should be nothing stopping someone from doing it. After someone called the Courier visited town, things began to brighten up for The kings, The mechanical dog wasn't sick anymore and the courier let him return to them. Seeing this changed Levi a little bit. Realizing that staying in the Strip's shadow wouldn't help as much as being out in the wastes might, he immediately left. Being the young boy of 13, he learned fast that everyone, and everything, was out to hurt him and get him. Quickly learned to trust no one, not even the new Sheriff of Primm, who he soon learned was an ex-con for killing people for the right reasons. He stayed in Primm two years, trying to learn every thing he could from the sheriff without getting too close. He left Primm a day before a little wave of NCR deserters came into the casino and took the people's caps away. He later heard the poor Sheriff was shot and injured during this little robbery. Moving north, he found himself in Goodsprings, this is where the Courier started his journey by being burred alive... This visitation to Goodsprings was almost a religious experience to Levi, because the "Savior of the Mojave" had started his journey here. At 16, Levi started working at Sloan as a miner and occasional cook, learning again, the Courier, now his personal hero, had done the impossible, killed over 2 dozen Deathclaws to ensure the miner's safety. This sealed his fate, the reckless 16 year old left east, going to the area where Caesar's legion had once been, determined to find a trace of them and chase them down. He arrived a few months later, tired and starved. He found pre-war food and dirty water, he ate and drank for two days, putting the rest in his runt-sack. Looking around he found what might have been Caesar at one point... he took the powerfist off of him and put it on... he punched the air and a shock wave came out of the weapon! Staring in awe of the weapon, something hit him from behind.
"Is he awake?"
"No! you hit this one too hard!" "I got scared!" "Listen, we took the fist, and we left him almost a months supply of food and water. This is okay! An eye for an eye! "All right Adam... You're the smart one."
Remaining still, i wait until their footsteps where not heard, then i opened my eye and they were right, a months supply of water and food. The same trade he would have made a week later at a caravan stop. He later found a wheel barrel and hauled it all away, along with a simple machete he found for protection. Finding Trading post 119 He gave up some of his food, water, and machete for a nice set of Leather armor and a small caliber pistol. Walking the wastes, prepared and no longer reckless, 17 year old Levi was ready to do his part, in making the Mojave a better place for everyone.
I am chill, dont worry, i just noticed that happened.
IGN: Levodicus Age: 18 Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school. Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?" 'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!' "I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes" 'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.' "I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him "Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?' "Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell" 'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy." 'Are you mad? a Thief? Never i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin." 'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in' I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her. What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game. What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Roleplaying elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back. What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game.*
Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP
WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment
TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school.
Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?" 'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!' "I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes" 'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.' "I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him "Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?' "Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell" 'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy." 'Are you mad? a Thief? Never i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin." 'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in' I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other
What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her.
What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game.
What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Role playing elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back.
What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game.*
Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP
WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment
TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school.
Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?" 'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!' "I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes" 'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.' "I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him "Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?' "Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell" 'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy." 'Are you mad? a Thief? Never i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin." 'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in' I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other
What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her.
What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game.
What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Role playing elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back.
What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game.
Will you respect the server staff? : of course, if i dont, they have final say and could punish me however they wish.
How much RP experience do you have? : I've played a few servers with RP elements, like Stronghold 2, and a fallout server, i also try to talk like my character in game, sometimes its not perfect, but i try my best to think like my character would.
Character Name : Leviticus Snow (referring to being a ******* in "The Game of Thrones" where "Snow" is a *******'s last name)
Character Age: 20
Character Nationality : New Scandinavia
Character Personality: Charming, Silver tongued, Able to pass as any Job or person type. Sneaky and deceitful
Job : Thief, whom works for the kingdom
Strengths : Able to blend into another society without alerting guards, can talk his way out of most anything and is able to grease palms to fix a lot of his troubles, if that doesn't work, his axe usually does the trick.
Weakness : he cant take on multiple attackers well, he turns and tries to find an advantage after 3+, loves his food and wine, money is a commodity that he squanders on his Allies, the Squatters, of every kingdom. My Mother and her fear of knowing i am a Kingdom's thief
Religion : he finds peace with the knowledge of Light, even if his job is for the bad.
Backstory : -takes a long drink of the goblet- my story? bah, nothing special, i grew up in the Holy-lands with my mother, some men called her a Gypsy, which she told me meant a roaming person. I think we where, we never stayed in a town for more then a week, moving from place to place, getting coin and spending it on food and maybe to join a caravan. My birth name was Levi the *******. I changed it to something more regal when i met the king of New Scandinavia, but I'm ahead of myself. At 10, my mother, Angelica Rockholm, said my father was unknown, which is what ******* meant, a child without a father. At 13 we moved to New Scandinavia to "Change our lives." I started an apprenticeship at the local baker's shoppe, while my mom started working in the Tailor's workshop, we eventually pooled enough money to buy the smallest hut inside the city. -takes another drink of the wine- it was beautiful, living on a wooden floor, with sheep's wool piled in the corner for me and mother to sleep together, and every morning, a guard, my new friend, and soon to be step Father, Jason Flagbearer would wake us both up for our day's work. As we left, i knew every time, that poor man went to sleep in full chain mail armor on our bed after his night watch in the battlements. At 17, Jason married my mother, and started immediately my swordsmen training, which was great for my work now, he trained me how to parry and how to use my body as a shield and a sword. After one bloody training day, i picked up the wood chopping ax and hurled it at him, the blood lust in my body was controlling me. If he wasnt on the ground from being so tired, his head would have been gone, the ax whizzed into the barracks door, causing the little peephole to be splintered. That's when my ax training began. At 19, i told my mother and Jason i would be moving out soon, to find my home in the Capital of new Scandinavia. Mother cried long and hard, Jason was talking to me about the Capital, and how i should go about doing it. I told him i will find a house for him and mother to live in. Mother looked up and smiled, tears still streaming on her face... -puts down goblet- i found that house, and they moved in, a year later, almost to the day of when i made the promise... Mother was happy... she questioned how i could afford the 2 story house... i never told her i was a thief for the king... i cant bring myself to tell her... too fragile...but my story ends here, with me talking to you, young boy, who is still smiling and innocent, go along, back to your master, and tell him i loved his wine, and he will find his money under his usual spot. and his Ivory Dagger he requested with it, For his loyalty to the king, and telling the mercenaries where to help me get it.
RP Example : "Mother, why are these men constantly giving me coins to leave my home?"
'its because of my work, dear son'
"you said you made men happy, to make them drink and go home"
'i do, which is why you can never be here when they are drunken buffoons, some get violent'
"mother... you eye... its black again, i don't want you to work anymore! No one is allowed to hurt a woman! the king sai--"
'You're father...'
"Father?.. he cant be! his wife is queen Gwendolyn, and she has given him several sons! I can't be his, he would have kept me!"
'To be young and innocent, run along to the bakery and have Uncle Jeoffery teach you how to make his famous loaves of bread, you might get to be his apprentice one day'
"Mother"
'Yes, my child?'
"I'm going to become something great. This will not be all i know. There has to be more then dirt in this world." Miscellaneous Notes: I'm named Levi, im 18, played minecraft for almost 2 years i think. currently summer, so ill be on constantly.
recently, i put a piston evelator in a mine of mine, and had a failsafe so i could never die from the falls, instead of water one day, i found my entire bottom was filled with lava... i jumped down like i always do, to get scorched to death ... lovely
why hasn't anyone thought of Jigglypuff? puts most any pokemon asleep, so it can live a peaceful life, full of leveling up because of beating the crap out of the sleeping pokemon?
Describe Power-Gaming(1-3 Sentences): grinding one skill, while ignoring the rest of them.
Describe Meta-Gaming(1-2 Sentences): using the internet to find ways to solve or beat a problem
IC (In Character)
Character's Name: Leviticus
Nickname (Optional): Levi Character's Age: 20 RP Example (Dialogue)...I'm from Neilis... "what?! that hell hole where people fire missiles at ANYONE" Damn it man, i told you, no one likes to hear my story. I'm a renegade explosives expert. i told you this. and what do you do? ask for every little detail like an idiot, this isnt the Mojave, or the Capitol Wastes, you cant keep doing this Jim. "your right, im sorry" ...-he walks a little slower, we had been traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, i understood why he would slow down, then suddently... BANG.. his god damned .45 auto went off , hitting my back... i had to act fast, i knew this was going to happen again... like with Nova from Megaton, or Pretty Sarah, from the other ***** house in New Vegas- "****ers killed my brothers. i told the brotherhood never to go there... and what happens... you killed them. " -laying still i grabbed my pineapple grenade, pulling the pin but holding it, waiting for the moment..- "****in' ridiculous, you've been shot once... and died, though 3 arrows cant kill you, like when we had to fight off those Great Khans in Nevada...-he sits down- worthless, not even good enough to loot" -he tossed his gun away and started to drink the whiskey from his pack, turning around, i move slowly, inching to his boot, and then... drop it in there, and run the other way- "WHAT THE ****! NO! -he kicks the boot off, and in air, it explodes, blowing that foot off and most of his leg... i wish he died instantly, but he sat there and screamed... for mercy... for god...for me to kill him... for me to heal him...i healed him with his own gun. now my leather armor was a little more hole-y. makes about 9 of them... 3 from Khan arrows, 1 from Jim, and several from the Casinos in new vegas, where they love to stab a lucky SOB like me...Kansas was peaceful... and so on till we came here... the Capitol Wasteland... and now.. i could see her, lady liberty...its been a long trek from Nellis... but i was willing to go to my new home... hey, maybe even i'd meet some other Vault dwellers and show them a thing or two about weapons and fighting. Character's Backstory (1-2 Long Paragraphs): Neilis, the place i was born... mostly because we needed more people to repair the plane and the howitzers. i started working really young, walking from adult to adult, having them tell me what do to, and little me scurrying off to do it, i tried to make a game out of it, everyday i'd try to get to everyone twice, and if i did? i wouldnt do it again for a week, and ask Grandma for a cookie for a job well done. My mother had a lot of children, mostly because we found a huge supply of preserved food, and could support it for a long time. my 2 brothers and sister all became hunters, while i learned the howitzers inside and out, and making new kinds of explosives to be shot out of them, since we almost never had missiles. at 17... i became a little more rebellious like all teens..and i asked the leaders if i could go out, and meet up with a people called "crimson Caravaneers" they were in the town nearby, and wanted to set up trades with the savages...they said no, so i walked out the gate... they told me never to come back, i turned around and they shot a shell at me, MY shell... it was a salt and shrapnel charge...i hid next to the bodies of some Brotherhood of steel, and after the shell whent off, i was already sprinting out of that pass...finding that no one loved the Neilis people, i kept walking the only way i could, east, because i could get farther away from my people and those stories that way. i dont get to leave Nevada for a while... Hoover dam's second war made me run the other way, to the casinos, where i bought leather armor, to get rid of my clothes, and got stabbed 5 or 6 times... those clerks dont like to lose money...i met Jim there. he stabbed me too, when i took his money in Caravan... haha... we were good friends... walked till the Capitol wasteland with little trouble...then he shot me.. and i killed him... and thats when Lady Liberty looked at me with a kind of loving, that was mixed with distaste for what i just done...i looked at her, and made a vow, i would help some people, some where, who were misguided and needed a new face to help them see how to make themselves better...that day.. would hopefully come very soon.
Faction Leader: What have you done to deserve leader: i've lead a few community clans before, and since i've played fallout 3, and Fallout NV im pretty good with Vault Dweller lore, Why do you think you're a better leader than anyone else: i dont, but Vault Dwellers are a fragile community in all the games, were it takes a strong minded leader to get the people to focus and survive together, i've seen every single vault in both games, ruined, and worthless ones are where the system broke, due to the idiots in charge, i know how to prevent and fix that. What faction do you want to lead that doesn't have a leader: Vault Dwellers What will you do as leader: first we'll need to establish a food supply, fortifications, and maybe a trade network with another fraction who can show some support in exchange for caps, then we can gear up with a well fed army, and slowly build up the weaponry and start scouting outside, to see if there are enemy fraction nearby. find them, mark them, and sap them.
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Source(s): I do not understand this question. if your asking for how i found you, i typed in role playing.
Why Us?: Because i know almost every scrap for fallout lore, and i love it all.
RP Experience: I have done it on several other servers, and a lot of it in real life.
IC
Name: Levi
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, wears a hooded coat and black crape over my nose and mouth. gloved.
Personality: Steadfast, humorous
Background: Grew up around The Kings all of his life, watching them he learned that peace has a very high price to keep, and there should be nothing stopping someone from doing it. After someone called the Courier visited town, things began to brighten up for The kings, The mechanical dog wasn't sick anymore and the courier let him return to them. Seeing this changed Levi a little bit. Realizing that staying in the Strip's shadow wouldn't help as much as being out in the wastes might, he immediately left. Being the young boy of 13, he learned fast that everyone, and everything, was out to hurt him and get him. Quickly learned to trust no one, not even the new Sheriff of Primm, who he soon learned was an ex-con for killing people for the right reasons. He stayed in Primm two years, trying to learn every thing he could from the sheriff without getting too close. He left Primm a day before a little wave of NCR deserters came into the casino and took the people's caps away. He later heard the poor Sheriff was shot and injured during this little robbery. Moving north, he found himself in Goodsprings, this is where the Courier started his journey by being burred alive... This visitation to Goodsprings was almost a religious experience to Levi, because the "Savior of the Mojave" had started his journey here. At 16, Levi started working at Sloan as a miner and occasional cook, learning again, the Courier, now his personal hero, had done the impossible, killed over 2 dozen Deathclaws to ensure the miner's safety. This sealed his fate, the reckless 16 year old left east, going to the area where Caesar's legion had once been, determined to find a trace of them and chase them down. He arrived a few months later, tired and starved. He found pre-war food and dirty water, he ate and drank for two days, putting the rest in his runt-sack. Looking around he found what might have been Caesar at one point... he took the powerfist off of him and put it on... he punched the air and a shock wave came out of the weapon! Staring in awe of the weapon, something hit him from behind.
"Is he awake?"
"No! you hit this one too hard!"
"I got scared!"
"Listen, we took the fist, and we left him almost a months supply of food and water. This is okay! An eye for an eye!
"All right Adam... You're the smart one."
Remaining still, i wait until their footsteps where not heard, then i opened my eye and they were right, a months supply of water and food. The same trade he would have made a week later at a caravan stop. He later found a wheel barrel and hauled it all away, along with a simple machete he found for protection. Finding Trading post 119 He gave up some of his food, water, and machete for a nice set of Leather armor and a small caliber pistol. Walking the wastes, prepared and no longer reckless, 17 year old Levi was ready to do his part, in making the Mojave a better place for everyone.
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IGN: Levodicus
Age: 18
Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP
WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment
TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school.
Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?"
'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!'
"I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes"
'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.'
"I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him
"Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?'
"Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell"
'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy."
'Are you mad? a Thief? Never
i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin."
'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in'
I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other
What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her.
What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game.
What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Role playing elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back.
What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game.*
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IGN: Levodicus
Age: 18
Role-PlayExp.: Real life and about 4 servers of serious RP
WhyUs: Because i've played all of the games (excited for #3) and i'm into being in a serious RP environment
TimeYouCanDedicate: 5+ hours a day. every day during the summer. 8+ on weekends during school.
Have you played Assassin's Creed? Yes
IC
Name: Leviticus Snow
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Fears: 3+ versus one combat. Being surrounded by aggressive armed men.
Personality: Easy going, Survivalist, Protective of children.
Skills: inner city and wilderness survival. this includes woodcutting, fire making, and average swordsmanship. a great bow and arrow skill level.
Nickname (Optional): Levi
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Killing that man? same as the wild boar... You stalk it... you find where it stays, what it enjoys to do, and what you want from it... Then you take the string and pull the arrow back slowly, taking in your deep breath and hoping it doesn't get startled. When the arrow is flying, don't wait for it to hit, draw the next one as a precaution, in case your aim is off, or the creature moves. When you hit, run towards your prize carefully, get everything you need and quickly, the sounds always attract a bigger and better predator. Climb everything to get out of sight, and when out of sight, your out of mind. Now remember this, because this is your first day of practice -releases notched arrow-
Skin (Link, picture, description): Dark brown eyes, always wears his crape over his nose and mouth because of the saw dust he constantly endures, white, Always wears his grey cloak with his dark gloves.http://www.minecraft...452/archer-pro/
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My name is Leviticus Snow... i was born named "Mihai" and that is what im introduced to other gypsy members as. Fatherless in a gypsy society was often frowned upon, but for some reason, the matriarch Mary smiled upon me and allowed me to be raised as a normal child. As i aged, eventually I changed my name to Leviticus because of the constant visiting of Rome, Snow was added because it was a known ******* name. Growing up I learned how to hunt, cut and refine wood, and was trained a little bit in dagger and short sword useage. At the age of 14 i was considered old enough to go off hunting alone, hunting boar and deer. One night, as all stories go, I was lost in the wood and used my dagger to make crude wooden arrows quickly, and i climbed up into a tree. Hearing some of the nocturnal creatures who plague the lands i was scared stiff, alone and armed with all weapons i have made for myself, i waited until morning. I killed three wild cats that night and made it to where our camp was that next morning. When exiting the treeline, i found all of the carriages ransacked and many of the animals laying dead. I looked astonished as i saw one woman, the one i had always rivaled in archery but never beaten, walking towards me with arrow notched. I quickly put my bow on the ground and walked towards her. She screamed "They all died because of you!" and shot me in the shoulder. I stared at her and watched her cry for the better part of an hour, then she finally came over to my bleeding wounder and ripped the arrow out mercilessly. "We are going to kill the red metal solders who did this to our people"... as she continued on her swearing and cursing the red solders i began to close my eye, slowly, slowly, i fell over onto my face.
As i approached 17, Ariel had trained me in many skills that i would have never learned with the men of my clan, such as wound stitching, bow to make clothing out of leather, and emotions that led to being in a non-official marriage. Ariel was a beautiful woman, aged 18 years, and still as fierce and still seeking revenge on the red solders. We where expecting child when she left. In the middle of the night i heard a glass break, grabbing my dagger i ran down stairs and tripped over the broken glass. Finding a note she wrote "I found people who will help me kill them. All of them. I will not return. Our child will be safe within their confines. Please, forget me, Ariel." Sitting there, in the house outside of the cities of the Romans... Alone again, like the long dark night with only my wood arrows and bow...I couldn't shake the feeling that i would never see her again, but she was constantly seeing me. At 19 i moved to Rome to find my place in this world.
"Have my knife ready yet?"
'I sharpened it well, how do you keep bending the blade?!'
"I go out to practice my skills and take some travelling merchants to show them the ropes"
'Well, here is your knife. There is a shipment of Arrows coming in for you again. I hope to get Boar again from your hunting trips.'
"I'll try, Adam, I must go" as i was walking away i heard shuffling in my pockets, I quickly drew my knife and threw the hilt hard behind me, striking the poor Thief boy in the head, causing him to yell out and quickly the guards surrounded him
"Wait! that's my nephew, i forgot i had candy in my pocket for him, you have to be careful with the thieves about right?" with a murmur of agreement all but one of the guards, a heavily armed man, left. He approached me and laughed. 'You could trick all the guards in the city, but i know the truth, that child is an urchin, he stole from the blacksmith's shop before. Why protect him?'
"Rather have him in my cloak then in a jail cell"
'If i see him at it again, i will throw him there personally' he walked off, pushing the child to the ground. I hurry over and grab the child and take him to Adam. "Train this boy."
'Are you mad? a Thief? Never
i throw a pouch of coins on the desk and the child behind the counter "Do as i say, free labor must be worth coin."
'Double boar meat every trip, first pound after the arrows come in'
I look towards the child, almost regretting my decision, but i remember that lonelyness shown in his eyes."Adam. You have a deal."
Other
What is roleplay? Creating a persona and living as that persona in a game, speaking like him/her, and thinking like him/her.
What is Metagaming? Searching the internet for the way to do something. Using external elements to affect game play and surpass the "physical limits" of the game.
What is Powergaming? Making sure you are the most likely to survive a match with another character. Making yourself seem as powerful as possible, despite actual strengths and skills in-game, and discarding Role playing elements such as communication and giving another a chance to fight back.
What is Assassin's Creed? Its a video game made by a multicultural team of developers using their beliefs and ideas in the making of this advanced game.
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Do you agree with the rules? : yes, i do
Will you respect the server staff? : of course, if i dont, they have final say and could punish me however they wish.
How much RP experience do you have? : I've played a few servers with RP elements, like Stronghold 2, and a fallout server, i also try to talk like my character in game, sometimes its not perfect, but i try my best to think like my character would.
Character Name : Leviticus Snow (referring to being a ******* in "The Game of Thrones" where "Snow" is a *******'s last name)
Character Age: 20
Character Nationality : New Scandinavia
Character Personality: Charming, Silver tongued, Able to pass as any Job or person type. Sneaky and deceitful
Job : Thief, whom works for the kingdom
Strengths : Able to blend into another society without alerting guards, can talk his way out of most anything and is able to grease palms to fix a lot of his troubles, if that doesn't work, his axe usually does the trick.
Weakness : he cant take on multiple attackers well, he turns and tries to find an advantage after 3+, loves his food and wine, money is a commodity that he squanders on his Allies, the Squatters, of every kingdom. My Mother and her fear of knowing i am a Kingdom's thief
Religion : he finds peace with the knowledge of Light, even if his job is for the bad.
Backstory : -takes a long drink of the goblet- my story? bah, nothing special, i grew up in the Holy-lands with my mother, some men called her a Gypsy, which she told me meant a roaming person. I think we where, we never stayed in a town for more then a week, moving from place to place, getting coin and spending it on food and maybe to join a caravan. My birth name was Levi the *******. I changed it to something more regal when i met the king of New Scandinavia, but I'm ahead of myself. At 10, my mother, Angelica Rockholm, said my father was unknown, which is what ******* meant, a child without a father. At 13 we moved to New Scandinavia to "Change our lives." I started an apprenticeship at the local baker's shoppe, while my mom started working in the Tailor's workshop, we eventually pooled enough money to buy the smallest hut inside the city. -takes another drink of the wine- it was beautiful, living on a wooden floor, with sheep's wool piled in the corner for me and mother to sleep together, and every morning, a guard, my new friend, and soon to be step Father, Jason Flagbearer would wake us both up for our day's work. As we left, i knew every time, that poor man went to sleep in full chain mail armor on our bed after his night watch in the battlements. At 17, Jason married my mother, and started immediately my swordsmen training, which was great for my work now, he trained me how to parry and how to use my body as a shield and a sword. After one bloody training day, i picked up the wood chopping ax and hurled it at him, the blood lust in my body was controlling me. If he wasnt on the ground from being so tired, his head would have been gone, the ax whizzed into the barracks door, causing the little peephole to be splintered. That's when my ax training began. At 19, i told my mother and Jason i would be moving out soon, to find my home in the Capital of new Scandinavia. Mother cried long and hard, Jason was talking to me about the Capital, and how i should go about doing it. I told him i will find a house for him and mother to live in. Mother looked up and smiled, tears still streaming on her face... -puts down goblet- i found that house, and they moved in, a year later, almost to the day of when i made the promise... Mother was happy... she questioned how i could afford the 2 story house... i never told her i was a thief for the king... i cant bring myself to tell her... too fragile...but my story ends here, with me talking to you, young boy, who is still smiling and innocent, go along, back to your master, and tell him i loved his wine, and he will find his money under his usual spot. and his Ivory Dagger he requested with it, For his loyalty to the king, and telling the mercenaries where to help me get it.
RP Example : "Mother, why are these men constantly giving me coins to leave my home?"
'its because of my work, dear son'
"you said you made men happy, to make them drink and go home"
'i do, which is why you can never be here when they are drunken buffoons, some get violent'
"mother... you eye... its black again, i don't want you to work anymore! No one is allowed to hurt a woman! the king sai--"
'You're father...'
"Father?.. he cant be! his wife is queen Gwendolyn, and she has given him several sons! I can't be his, he would have kept me!"
'To be young and innocent, run along to the bakery and have Uncle Jeoffery teach you how to make his famous loaves of bread, you might get to be his apprentice one day'
"Mother"
'Yes, my child?'
"I'm going to become something great. This will not be all i know. There has to be more then dirt in this world."
Miscellaneous Notes: I'm named Levi, im 18, played minecraft for almost 2 years i think. currently summer, so ill be on constantly.
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Faction Leader:
What have you done to deserve leader: i've lead a few community clans before, and since i've played fallout 3, and Fallout NV im pretty good with Vault Dweller lore,
Why do you think you're a better leader than anyone else: i dont, but Vault Dwellers are a fragile community in all the games, were it takes a strong minded leader to get the people to focus and survive together, i've seen every single vault in both games, ruined, and worthless ones are where the system broke, due to the idiots in charge, i know how to prevent and fix that.
What faction do you want to lead that doesn't have a leader: Vault Dwellers
What will you do as leader: first we'll need to establish a food supply, fortifications, and maybe a trade network with another fraction who can show some support in exchange for caps, then we can gear up with a well fed army, and slowly build up the weaponry and start scouting outside, to see if there are enemy fraction nearby. find them, mark them, and sap them.
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