Why you want to join Lost World: Need a good roleplay server I don't have to do extensive research on and a three page essay to make a character for a "chance" to join. I use to fill them out and such but with time dwindling away as life progress, I like to search for lower key, but still good quality rp servers.
Race chosen: Kaeldori
Alignment: Chaotic-Evil
A kid, with little to fear but separation or loss of his parents, Wallace Montgomery Swiftly plowed the fields, Cut they hay; storing it in the farm, feeding the cattle and dashing for the woods. Always an adventurous type, he spent most of his childhood in the forest discovering the beauty and gift of nature. As time progressed and he hit adolescence, his guardians sanctioned him to sell their grain in the city. His father, a guard of the local militia took him years later at the age of twenty in an apprenticeship. He succeeded in mastering his skill's to that of the local level, and just in the nick of time. The rumors of Township plundering's were common even when Wallace was a small child, however; on Wallace's twelfth day standing guard, the rumors became reality. Wallace fought along side his father but of no use. He watched as his friends, neighbors and family were slaughtered, including his father. And as he stand there; roaring his last charge he was engulfed in light, as if erased from existence, And than; as if opening his eyes for the first time, he was there; and this is where his story begins, Enraged and mentally corrupt from loss, he clenched his fist, tears holding on his eyelids for dear life, he took the step and began.
Why you want to join Lost World: Need a good roleplay server I don't have to do extensive research on and a three page essay to make a character for a "chance" to join. I use to fill them out and such but with time dwindling away as life progress, I like to search for lower key, but still good quality rp servers.
Race chosen: Kaeldori
Alignment: Chaotic-Evil
A kid, with little to fear but separation or loss of his parents, Wallace Montgomery Swiftly plowed the fields, Cut they hay; storing it in the farm, feeding the cattle and dashing for the woods. Always an adventurous type, he spent most of his childhood in the forest discovering the beauty and gift of nature. As time progressed and he hit adolescence, his guardians sanctioned him to sell their grain in the city. His father, a guard of the local militia took him years later at the age of twenty in an apprenticeship. He succeeded in mastering his skill's to that of the local level, and just in the nick of time. The rumors of Township plundering's were common even when Wallace was a small child, however; on Wallace's twelfth day standing guard, the rumors became reality. Wallace fought along side his father but of no use. He watched as his friends, neighbors and family were slaughtered, including his father. And as he stand there; roaring his last charge he was engulfed in light, as if erased from existence, And than; as if opening his eyes for the first time, he was there; and this is where his story begins, Enraged and mentally corrupt from loss, he clenched his fist, tears holding on his eyelids for dear life, he took the step and began.
What can you build?: I've mostly worked with medieval but I've done just about everything from ships to skyscrapers to mines and railcarts. y main focus as a perfectionist has always been elaborate yet small and detailed buildings. I've worked extensively with landscaping too for castles and mountain side buildings and etc..
Past building experience?: I've build for 20+ servers, even for westroscraft which was a pretty famous build server.
Why you want to be part of KINGDOMs~rp? Want a fun server with a good community.
(the fun part) Character background: Well, I don't exactly put lots of effort into applications, or time. I feel if it takes too long, they want you to be too commited, and if theres way too much lore. forget it. I like simple non-complicated servers. I will however stick to the bio. So my character bio!: Wallace Montgomery grew on a farm in the outskirts of a city. he worked, selling breads and pastries with what they produced in the family shop within the city. An opposing faction one day when he was 21, raided all the outskirt villages and seiged the city. In confusion wallace escaped into the woods, traveling the same direction five years, learning how to hunt and survive. than, one day came a clearing and more importantly.. a road. ( this is where he begins).
the last picture, just look at the horns. its an early picture, so its not completely done: it had lava as the floor and an obsidian island with a tree in the middle between both horns. they perfectly bent diagonally towards each other, the picture distorts it.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Muscular/fast (physical) focused, open minded(Mental)
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):Smaller than most fighting specialists/heavy footed(physical) Horrible at talking to women/Thinks political talk is a waste of time/high temper(Mental)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home: Wallace: *struggles down the road using his axe (which has a relatively long handle) to keep his foot up* Random Woman: *gasping as she watches Wallace out out her window, the woman runs outside* "Are you okay! Sir!? are you okay!? Wallace: erm.. uhh *winces as he puts his foot down, looking up he notices the woman and is immediately uncomfortable* "Well.. I.. In that Allley, threre was .. you know. a couple.. spiders.." Random Woman: There was what!? Spiders? OH MY GOD! Did you kill them? they must have been huge! *puts her hands up covering her mouth*.. Wallace: It's alright *smiles slightly laughing* I used my *looks down at his axe* Big shoe.. erm Ox.. Erm *shakes his head* My Axe! Random Woman: Will you be okay? do you need any help? that looks awful.. let me see it! Wallace: Nono.. it's alright, the nurse is just around this corner.. erm doctor I mean. Random Woman: *looks relieved* Alright, be careful! *watches him as he begins walking and turns the corner* Wallace: *murmurs* " Idiot.. She was hot too.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Where is the expedition to be launched from?:
Questions or comments?: ​(Not finished. posting now, will return tomorrow to finish)
Not to be Pushy in any way, I know admins can be very busy but I saw I was accepted yet i'm not whitelisted. Posting this just in-case you accidentally spelled my ign wrong since that happens alot.. It's spelled exactly as seen on forum profile. and i think i fergot to post Tuk-Tuk so there it is!
Personality:Hardworking, conservative: Only talks/does when he needs. He has a stand up and fight personality and often is seen as a leader.
Appearance:Muscular, thin( not fat ). looks a lot like a very muscular human only he's a migit. Wears a grey shirt, tan cargo pants and carries around a small pack for tools and equipment. His hands are tough from years of work and building as an architect. Because of his work he has seen no fighting, therefore his skin is clean but slightly tanned from his beach walks. He tends to sweat but very slightly. Kynan has a neutral look to him, neither an intimidating/bad look nor the happiest or nicest fellow. he stands with as good posture as a dwarf can.
Ambitions: Kynan's main ambition is to find the true meaning of life, a pursuit for freedom and happiness. In the aspect of his migration he's looking to simply settle down, find a profession, explore, and most of all he looks forward to spreading his architecture, something restricted from his past life.
Likes: Kynan Loves to walk along beaches and watch the waves or sun, if he is not working you will probably find him on a beach. Additionally he loves architecture and building because of the feel of accomplishment when he finishes. His Builds tend to be full of bright colors or light because of his hate for the dark.
Dislikes: Kynan hates anything dark due to a small incident when he was young that led to him losing a sense of direction looking for his father in an old section of some mines. Aside from his hate of the Dark, Kyran also dislikes people who are arrogant and refuse to see both sides of an argument or additionally people who don't accept their own mistakes.
Roleplay Example: Kynan wipes his forehead, debating weather to enter or walk away. The Tunnel's walls rang with the clang of labor, and spoke with the voice of those heaving their picks. But there was nothing, a black darker than the largest clump of coal. Asking himself why he must always hesitate because of a childish memory he lifted his legs and began forward lighting his lamp and holding it up to eye level. As he walked the sight of numerous lamps filled the end of the cavern. "Fellas, how's the stone feel today?" Laughs are heard from a few. " Like marshmallows under a mixer!" one exclaimed. Kynan smiled and began his work. Unlatching the pickax from his backpack, he struck the wall, his hands stern and happy to be back to their usual grind.
Within an hour he hammered away Thirty Nine feet through his passage. Kynan struck down finishing his last foot of the day. The chunk fell and hit the floor glimmering beside his lantern. An odd sight for Kynan, he'd never seen a piece of stone glimmer. Following the stone was a small stream of water growing in size every second he sat to admire the stone laying to the side of his lamp. Touching the stone and to his dismay, it was only water. He turned to walk back home. " Wha... Wait!" He turned and all was black. The water carried him down the tunnel and the men screamed as it took victim by victim. "Grab my ax men!, we must gather!" As dwarves where swept up they began to flow and swim until they where clumped together being carried down the mine. From down the tunnel they saw a lamp of a particular Dwarf, a Dwarf that sparked hope. "Thank the gods it's Portabella! Fella! we'r in need of some assistance!" The exceptionally fat dwarf was unmoved by the torrent of water, turning he absorbed the group of around six or seven dwarves piling face first into his gut. he pulled them into his row which inclined rather than declined, this made for the water to leave rather than enter. they stood catching their breath and watching the never ending flow of water within the main passage. Arguments began to break out. "Will it shtop!? "Aer, prob'bly not! Lad You mus't a hit some sor't a un'der ground river! You'e gone trapped us you dim-wit!" "Calm down! i's happened before! It'll pass, there's a pass'ge it should drain to." "Kynan that was blocked a month ago! there's no drainage passage in this sect'r!" Kynan 's temper began to flair as the dwarves began to argue on their next move. in the meantime the water began to rise. He couldn't decide what to do, the passage was only ten feet inward and on a slight rise, the water would quickly fill. He briefly thought about killing Porbella and blocking the entry. As quickly as he thought about it he discarded it. The water now up to their knee's Kynan had to think of a plan. Swimming was no option due to equipment and the fact no one could swim, he also thought about tunneling but the water would be too quick.
The water rose to his mouth and he took a deep breath testing his lungs. One by one they went under. all was black and cold, Kynan was sure he was dead. instinctively he opened his eyes and almost screamed in relief. he thought whatever god above was vile enough to give him a dream as terrifying as that, should never be praised. The moon shined on his sweaty forehead as he sat up from his chair and felt the sand between his feet, than the cold water rush up and leave cleaning them from any sand. Kynan Sighed, oh how much he hated the dark. leaving heavy imprints, he strode up to his house.
Wow.. i'm sorry that's black. i know how annoying that is...
Previous Bans from other servers (explain): Admins going power crazy and griefing when ending small servers.(forgot the name of them) and Lord of the craft a RP server, ( I've played on atleast 20 different roleplay servers) in which the staff "miss-understood" how roleplay works and allowed a few people to kill without warning(Abusing power because the Owner was on vacation). And so I killed them burned their stuff and was banned. But yeh, that's just about the only horrible thing I've done and it was over a year ago. (Honesty FTW! right? )
Referral(s):none.
Have you voted for Herocraft (No? do so here! http://hc.to/vote): no i will if i find the server good though
Have you subscribed to our Youtube channel? (optional!)not yet
How'd you hear about Herocraft? searched the forums
Do you agree to the Herocraft EULA and ToS? I agree!
Special Key: Do NOT leave blank.HCp9
Reason(s) you should be accepted: I'm a kid looking for a good server and I won't grief
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IGN: Popinjazz
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So this is where everyone from Kingdom of Aeonis went..
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Age: 16
Why you want to join Lost World: Need a good roleplay server I don't have to do extensive research on and a three page essay to make a character for a "chance" to join. I use to fill them out and such but with time dwindling away as life progress, I like to search for lower key, but still good quality rp servers.
Race chosen: Kaeldori
Alignment: Chaotic-Evil
A kid, with little to fear but separation or loss of his parents, Wallace Montgomery Swiftly plowed the fields, Cut they hay; storing it in the farm, feeding the cattle and dashing for the woods. Always an adventurous type, he spent most of his childhood in the forest discovering the beauty and gift of nature. As time progressed and he hit adolescence, his guardians sanctioned him to sell their grain in the city. His father, a guard of the local militia took him years later at the age of twenty in an apprenticeship. He succeeded in mastering his skill's to that of the local level, and just in the nick of time. The rumors of Township plundering's were common even when Wallace was a small child, however; on Wallace's twelfth day standing guard, the rumors became reality. Wallace fought along side his father but of no use. He watched as his friends, neighbors and family were slaughtered, including his father. And as he stand there; roaring his last charge he was engulfed in light, as if erased from existence, And than; as if opening his eyes for the first time, he was there; and this is where his story begins, Enraged and mentally corrupt from loss, he clenched his fist, tears holding on his eyelids for dear life, he took the step and began.
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Age: 16
Why you want to join Lost World: Need a good roleplay server I don't have to do extensive research on and a three page essay to make a character for a "chance" to join. I use to fill them out and such but with time dwindling away as life progress, I like to search for lower key, but still good quality rp servers.
Race chosen: Kaeldori
Alignment: Chaotic-Evil
A kid, with little to fear but separation or loss of his parents, Wallace Montgomery Swiftly plowed the fields, Cut they hay; storing it in the farm, feeding the cattle and dashing for the woods. Always an adventurous type, he spent most of his childhood in the forest discovering the beauty and gift of nature. As time progressed and he hit adolescence, his guardians sanctioned him to sell their grain in the city. His father, a guard of the local militia took him years later at the age of twenty in an apprenticeship. He succeeded in mastering his skill's to that of the local level, and just in the nick of time. The rumors of Township plundering's were common even when Wallace was a small child, however; on Wallace's twelfth day standing guard, the rumors became reality. Wallace fought along side his father but of no use. He watched as his friends, neighbors and family were slaughtered, including his father. And as he stand there; roaring his last charge he was engulfed in light, as if erased from existence, And than; as if opening his eyes for the first time, he was there; and this is where his story begins, Enraged and mentally corrupt from loss, he clenched his fist, tears holding on his eyelids for dear life, he took the step and began.
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IGN:Popinjazz
Skype: zzpops.popinjazz
Age:16
How good are you at building?:Extreamly good.
What can you build?: I've mostly worked with medieval but I've done just about everything from ships to skyscrapers to mines and railcarts. y main focus as a perfectionist has always been elaborate yet small and detailed buildings. I've worked extensively with landscaping too for castles and mountain side buildings and etc..
Past building experience?: I've build for 20+ servers, even for westroscraft which was a pretty famous build server.
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Age:16
How long have you played MC?: sincee alpha.
Why you want to be part of KINGDOMs~rp? Want a fun server with a good community.
(the fun part) Character background: Well, I don't exactly put lots of effort into applications, or time. I feel if it takes too long, they want you to be too commited, and if theres way too much lore. forget it. I like simple non-complicated servers. I will however stick to the bio. So my character bio!: Wallace Montgomery grew on a farm in the outskirts of a city. he worked, selling breads and pastries with what they produced in the family shop within the city. An opposing faction one day when he was 21, raided all the outskirt villages and seiged the city. In confusion wallace escaped into the woods, traveling the same direction five years, learning how to hunt and survive. than, one day came a clearing and more importantly.. a road. ( this is where he begins).
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the last picture, just look at the horns. its an early picture, so its not completely done: it had lava as the floor and an obsidian island with a tree in the middle between both horns. they perfectly bent diagonally towards each other, the picture distorts it.
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IGN: Popinjazz
Do you wish to join our community Skype chat? If so, what is your Skype username? (This is optional)
Have you read and agreed to both the rules and the lore of the server?:Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Killing/hurting/doing actions against another players character without their consent
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:Using OOC information IC
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Mc LARPing
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: With their consent
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC chat
Do you have any previous RP experience, Minecraft or elsewhere? about a dozen or so different servers
Character Information
Name:Wallace Montgomery
Age:21
Class: Berserker (Specialist)
Physical description: 5/11 Stocky. around 170 pounds. muscular, fairly fast because of his shorter/small figure
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 300 words. No clichés such as loved one being killed by robbers or the like.):
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Muscular/fast (physical) focused, open minded(Mental)
Weaknesses (Balance out yours character's strengths with suitable weaknesses. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. I.E. Not knowing how to use a bow as a miner.):Smaller than most fighting specialists/heavy footed(physical) Horrible at talking to women/Thinks political talk is a waste of time/high temper(Mental)
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation. Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)
Due a recent accident, you wander the dark quiet streets of the town with a broken ankle trying to make your way home:
Wallace: *struggles down the road using his axe (which has a relatively long handle) to keep his foot up*
Random Woman: *gasping as she watches Wallace out out her window, the woman runs outside* "Are you okay! Sir!? are you okay!?
Wallace: erm.. uhh *winces as he puts his foot down, looking up he notices the woman and is immediately uncomfortable* "Well.. I.. In that Allley, threre was .. you know. a couple.. spiders.."
Random Woman: There was what!? Spiders? OH MY GOD! Did you kill them? they must have been huge! *puts her hands up covering her mouth*..
Wallace: It's alright *smiles slightly laughing* I used my *looks down at his axe* Big shoe.. erm Ox.. Erm *shakes his head* My Axe!
Random Woman: Will you be okay? do you need any help? that looks awful.. let me see it!
Wallace: Nono.. it's alright, the nurse is just around this corner.. erm doctor I mean.
Random Woman: *looks relieved* Alright, be careful! *watches him as he begins walking and turns the corner*
Wallace: *murmurs* " Idiot.. She was hot too.
In a tavern, a stranger threatens you to fight him/her:
Your superior asks for a favour you would have problem doing:
Lore Questions
List three causes for the fall of the Empiracle:
Who is proposing an expedition to the western lands?:
Where is the expedition to be launched from?:
Questions or comments?:
​(Not finished. posting now, will return tomorrow to finish)
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OOC:
IGN:Popinjazz
Age:16
How did you find this server?: Minecraft forums
IC:
Name:Kynan Stalingrad
Race:Dwarf
Age:25
Personality:Hardworking, conservative: Only talks/does when he needs. He has a stand up and fight personality and often is seen as a leader.
Appearance:Muscular, thin( not fat ). looks a lot like a very muscular human only he's a migit. Wears a grey shirt, tan cargo pants and carries around a small pack for tools and equipment. His hands are tough from years of work and building as an architect. Because of his work he has seen no fighting, therefore his skin is clean but slightly tanned from his beach walks. He tends to sweat but very slightly. Kynan has a neutral look to him, neither an intimidating/bad look nor the happiest or nicest fellow. he stands with as good posture as a dwarf can.
Ambitions: Kynan's main ambition is to find the true meaning of life, a pursuit for freedom and happiness. In the aspect of his migration he's looking to simply settle down, find a profession, explore, and most of all he looks forward to spreading his architecture, something restricted from his past life.
Likes: Kynan Loves to walk along beaches and watch the waves or sun, if he is not working you will probably find him on a beach. Additionally he loves architecture and building because of the feel of accomplishment when he finishes. His Builds tend to be full of bright colors or light because of his hate for the dark.
Dislikes: Kynan hates anything dark due to a small incident when he was young that led to him losing a sense of direction looking for his father in an old section of some mines. Aside from his hate of the Dark, Kyran also dislikes people who are arrogant and refuse to see both sides of an argument or additionally people who don't accept their own mistakes.
Roleplay Example: Kynan wipes his forehead, debating weather to enter or walk away. The Tunnel's walls rang with the clang of labor, and spoke with the voice of those heaving their picks. But there was nothing, a black darker than the largest clump of coal. Asking himself why he must always hesitate because of a childish memory he lifted his legs and began forward lighting his lamp and holding it up to eye level. As he walked the sight of numerous lamps filled the end of the cavern. "Fellas, how's the stone feel today?" Laughs are heard from a few. " Like marshmallows under a mixer!" one exclaimed. Kynan smiled and began his work. Unlatching the pickax from his backpack, he struck the wall, his hands stern and happy to be back to their usual grind.
Within an hour he hammered away Thirty Nine feet through his passage. Kynan struck down finishing his last foot of the day. The chunk fell and hit the floor glimmering beside his lantern. An odd sight for Kynan, he'd never seen a piece of stone glimmer. Following the stone was a small stream of water growing in size every second he sat to admire the stone laying to the side of his lamp. Touching the stone and to his dismay, it was only water. He turned to walk back home. " Wha... Wait!" He turned and all was black. The water carried him down the tunnel and the men screamed as it took victim by victim. "Grab my ax men!, we must gather!" As dwarves where swept up they began to flow and swim until they where clumped together being carried down the mine. From down the tunnel they saw a lamp of a particular Dwarf, a Dwarf that sparked hope. "Thank the gods it's Portabella! Fella! we'r in need of some assistance!" The exceptionally fat dwarf was unmoved by the torrent of water, turning he absorbed the group of around six or seven dwarves piling face first into his gut. he pulled them into his row which inclined rather than declined, this made for the water to leave rather than enter. they stood catching their breath and watching the never ending flow of water within the main passage. Arguments began to break out. "Will it shtop!? "Aer, prob'bly not! Lad You mus't a hit some sor't a un'der ground river! You'e gone trapped us you dim-wit!" "Calm down! i's happened before! It'll pass, there's a pass'ge it should drain to." "Kynan that was blocked a month ago! there's no drainage passage in this sect'r!" Kynan 's temper began to flair as the dwarves began to argue on their next move. in the meantime the water began to rise. He couldn't decide what to do, the passage was only ten feet inward and on a slight rise, the water would quickly fill. He briefly thought about killing Porbella and blocking the entry. As quickly as he thought about it he discarded it. The water now up to their knee's Kynan had to think of a plan. Swimming was no option due to equipment and the fact no one could swim, he also thought about tunneling but the water would be too quick.
The water rose to his mouth and he took a deep breath testing his lungs. One by one they went under. all was black and cold, Kynan was sure he was dead. instinctively he opened his eyes and almost screamed in relief. he thought whatever god above was vile enough to give him a dream as terrifying as that, should never be praised. The moon shined on his sweaty forehead as he sat up from his chair and felt the sand between his feet, than the cold water rush up and leave cleaning them from any sand. Kynan Sighed, oh how much he hated the dark. leaving heavy imprints, he strode up to his house.
Wow.. i'm sorry that's black. i know how annoying that is...
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Where did you hear about the server: looking through survival servers
Do you understand and accept the rules: Yes
What's our policy on raging: Its immature, its a tough server but go gather resources than get your revenge instead!
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