Sorry people, was writing an essay for class -^ ^-;;
As for the person with the age thing, please re-submit your application with the changed in the bio, thank you.
User name*:my IGN is DKayak, my RP name Is Raze
Age*:my real age is 17, RP age is 24
Location/Time Zone*:Eastern, Usa
Did someone refer you?:No
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.8.q
Land/Town:Not entirely sure yet, I want to have a look at the citizens and the styles first.(most likely Diabolus)
Job: Diplomatic Relations
Bio*:
Raze is a very greedy person, he grew up on the streets and learned the value of a dollar, as in, if someone else worked hard for that money it is worth all the more. He is very good at settling disputes, making sure he profits most of all. He is an efficient mercenary, bodyguard, hit-man, and a accomplished thief, generically an all around scumbag while not manipulating people with politics. He is incredible two faced, but will stick to any job until the end. Although greedy, he does have a twisted form of honor, and will ad-heir to the rules he has set before himself. He has a colorful humor and like to build obnoxious bright and colorful tents as his hide outs and bases of operations.
He is not afraid to be a jack of trades, he has no problem selling wares for other shops at a reduced price just to make them get out of business. He will offer his services, the shadier ones, at dirt cheap because in the long run, it will remove other jobs around him.
Bottom line is, Raze is a scumbag, but a very smooth and self sufficient one.
EDIT also can someone tell me the rules on attacking other players and stealing? Is there like a warning before an attack or is it just straight up kill on sight?
If either one of these is not aloud i will change my app accordingly.
Few grammatical errors, no biggie -^ ^- Approved! Though I do enjoy that your version is 1.8.q :tongue.gif:
Attacking other players Varies by towns. It is allowed in the wilderness, but within towns, varies. So in-game ask more on that for a better, more specified reply.
finally someone who understands what im trying to say, and i get wat your trying to say about my bio its just, im not a hero nore do i want to be, i am a mercenary who only fights with those who are willing to pay the most, so i dont care who I fight for, and thanks for being the only one who got and had a smart reply to what i was trying to say, i have respect for you and here is my new and improved app.
•Did someone refer you?: no i was just searching the minecraft forums for a rpg server.
•Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
•Land/Town: I belong to no town or no man, i am a wandering mercenary who will fight for or with the highest bidder.
•Job: armourer, blacksmith.
•Bio*: there may be stories of poor children growing up to be magnificent warriors, a magical entity granting someone tremendous power so that they may become a strong hero or king, but that is not the case with Helix stendrough. Helix was born into a very wealthy family, he was raised with the hopes of being a political figure by his parents. he was a child of 2 and was the oldest, at 8 years of age he started leaving his home at night and went to the local pub were there were underground fights, he watched in awe as the large men fought and battled for money and women, he became entranzed with the blood and violence that the fights ensued. and the age of 14 he started training with the local blacksmith in the art of sword and armour making, he trained with the blacksmith at sword fighting he was a natural and flowed with such agility and grace, he trained for many years until on his 23 birthday he was deemed the best fighter in his village, untill the day he came, his name is unkown because everyone who spoke it ended up dead, he was a duelist who was reknown bye his skill with a blade. Helix with his pride went one day to challenge him, they fought for many hours untiring and unwilling to give up, until Helix became sensless and with all his rage and fury lept at the duelist, the duelist found his opening and struck Helix down with the hilt of his sword to his face, Helix layed there while the duelist laughed and and picked up his eye whcih had fallen from Helix's cracked skull. miraculesly Helix survived with the help of his wealthy family and the best surgeons in the city, as for his eye it cannot be replaced. three years has passed since that fatefull encounter. since then Helix has traveled and fought with the best warriors in the world and learned many things, but he still never forgets the day he lost his dignity, he still searches for the man that took his eye, but with no prevail. at the age of 26 he has become the most dignifide and decorated mercenary, and to this day wanted by many kingdomes for assassination, murder, and theiving, but has yet to be captured.
Capitalisation! Roar >< And a spelling error here or there :tongue.gif: I would accept, if not for your first comment about the someone with a smart comment, because of that, I shall leave this up to Flenix.
Sorry people, was writing an essay for class -^ ^-;;
As for the person with the age thing, please re-submit your application with the changed in the bio, thank you.
Few grammatical errors, no biggie -^ ^- Approved! Though I do enjoy that your version is 1.8.q :tongue.gif:
Attacking other players Varies by towns. It is allowed in the wilderness, but within towns, varies. So in-game ask more on that for a better, more specified reply.
Capitalisation! Roar >< And a spelling error here or there :tongue.gif: I would accept, if not for your first comment about the someone with a smart comment, because of that, I shall leave this up to Flenix.
I'll be honest, I personally don't like him and generally the servers population feel mutual with me (as in, we all have similar thoughts about how people act)
However, as I rarely play I'll let him on and leave it down to the others to make their own opinion. Mercs don't usually have too many friends anyway right?
I'll kick it off with 500 Silva to kill Baloin though *snigger* Lei can you whitelist etc I'm about to leave for uni
I'll be honest, I personally don't like him and generally the servers population feel mutual with me (as in, we all have similar thoughts about how people act)
However, as I rarely play I'll let him on and leave it down to the others to make their own opinion. Mercs don't usually have too many friends anyway right?
I'll kick it off with 500 Silva to kill Baloin though *snigger* Lei can you whitelist etc I'm about to leave for uni
500 Silva just for little oh me? If a merc is good then it is not about how people feel about them, it is about buying them so the other side doesn't.
I'll be honest, I personally don't like him and generally the servers population feel mutual with me (as in, we all have similar thoughts about how people act)
However, as I rarely play I'll let him on and leave it down to the others to make their own opinion. Mercs don't usually have too many friends anyway right?
I'll kick it off with 500 Silva to kill Baloin though *snigger* Lei can you whitelist etc I'm about to leave for uni
I am sorry for the quote earlier, i didnt mean for it to come out that way it is just i was saying that everyone who replied to my post was not helping with my question, so i guess you can see why i would get frustrated, and thanks for the whitelist but i need the ip to join the server :wink.gif: .
I am sorry for the quote earlier, i didnt mean for it to come out that way it is just i was saying that everyone who replied to my post was not helping with my question, so i guess you can see why i would get frustrated, and thanks for the whitelist but i need the ip to join the server :wink.gif: .
Well, I didn't get to whitelist, as I'm getting ready to go to school as well :tongue.gif: but I'll hop on real quick and handle that.
Edit:Btw guess who finally got an account recovery e-mail? ;D
yes, sorry to bother you guys again but i was whitelisted, and when i enter the ip in the add a server on the minecraft game, it says unable to resolve hostname. if you could help that would be great.
yes, sorry to bother you guys again but i was whitelisted, and when i enter the ip in the add a server on the minecraft game, it says unable to resolve hostname. if you could help that would be great.
While I am not sure what your problem is, and I did double check to make sure I gave you the right IP, I would like to take this moment to say you should go sign up for our official forums at
silvaniamc.com (If you're having problems getting to the forums silvaniamc.com/forums/index.php)
Also, I'm at school :biggrin.gif: Currently writing a paper about time x.x Finished it early, still an hour left in this class...But, sorry that I can not be of further help to this problem
User name*:bagalboss
Age*:16
Location/Time Zone*:middle east
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:yes
Land/Town:loxly
Job:amoror
Bio*:iave played muinecraft for 2 years
User name*:bagalboss
Age*:16
Location/Time Zone*:middle east
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:yes
Land/Town:loxly
Job:amoror
Bio*:iave played muinecraft for 2 years
plz
...Trying to NOT be rude on this but...
1.Learn to spell, especially when the titles are right there in the post of which you were supposed to have read and copied the application from
2.That is not a bio, again, read the first post.
3.Other things wrong with your application, such as your minecraft version.
So, what I'm trying to hint at here is...Denied, sorry.
User name*:bagalboss
Age*:16
Location/Time Zone*:middle east
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:my version is 1.8.1
Land/Town:loxly
Job:amour
Bio*:my ing is bagalboss i have played minecraft for two years and i would like to join this server
User name*: Mellolemon
Age*:20
Location/Time Zone*: USA/Est
Did someone refer you?: Nope
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: I switch between 1.7 and 1.8.1 (Because my friend hosts a server in 1.7 still because of plugin issues and we just have fun and play with redstone on that server but mostly on 1.8.1)
Land/Town: Loxley
Job: Blacksmith
Bio*: About a 20 year old that is quiet a alcoholic bum. One day he went off exploring. Thing he noticed he was walking along a beach. Water crashing up on the sand. Next, he felt the ground shake and thought he hear tiny screams. He took one more step and the ground under him fell and he blacked out. When he woke up he thought he was having a dream. He is sober now and opens his eyes and couldn't see anything. He feels around and touches something that seems to be a torch. He places it on the ground and it was. The torch brightly shown the cave. Many dead people were laying on the ground. Along with them there were pickaxes and blocks of iron, stone, and some gold. He picked up the gold and found more torches. He placed them around the cave. He noticed more TNT and figured that is what caused the crashing of the sand above him. He removed the TNT. Wishing he had something to drink. Although, he was an alcoholic, he was still smart and disabled the TNT. He went back and sat down on the sand. He looked around the cave and notices a strange looking rock. This rock didnt have yellow, tan, or blue in it. It had a color he had never seen before. It was the color red. He walked over to the rock and picked up a pickaxe off the ground. He hit it once and it brighten up. Made him jump then the brightness went away. He wanted to know what was inside that rock so he started to beat it. The rock was so bright it was lighting up the room. Finally, the rock broke and it scattered all these items over the place. At first glance he thought it was red gems. He gathered them and started to carry them. While walking he tripped over some sticks making him drop the new red "gems" once the hit the ground he saw them line up and stick to the ground. He thought back to when he was hitting the block and how it glowed when he hit it. So he had an idea and placed one of the "gems" on a stick. Once he did that he realized that they arent actually gems. They are made from some dusty material from the earth. Then the new type of torch began to glow. He was so thrilled and happy. He found something new. He connected the new torch to the other trail of the red dust and noticed it also made them glow. He decided to call it redstone dust because the rock he found it in was red and the material was a dust type. To this day it is now used to power many different items in the world. All thanks to one drunk man.... [end]
(P.S. any spelling or grammar mistakes in the passage above is my mistake ofc. anyways i am sorry for those mistakes because i am not a fan of any time of English even tho i am american. I am more of a math person. Thank you)
User name*: Evoro
Age*: 11
Location/Time Zone*: BST (British Summer Time)
Did someone refer you?: No.
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
Land/Town: Not decided yet.
Job: Blacksmith, toolmaker.
Bio*:
Started out living on a farm with my parents. My father taught me to make tools when I was 7. I got along well, tending to the crops and caring for the animals, when a man came to teach us how to make machinery. That changed our lives. We now had dispensers ejecting food for our animals when they needed it and pistons controlling water flow. We were so much more sophisticated. Now I'm 23. Left the farm and I'm going to find my own home. My parents were in their 40s when I left. No idea what will happen now.
User name*: Mellolemon
Age*:20
Location/Time Zone*: USA/Est
Did someone refer you?: Nope
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: I switch between 1.7 and 1.8.1 (Because my friend hosts a server in 1.7 still because of plugin issues and we just have fun and play with redstone on that server but mostly on 1.8.1)
Land/Town: Loxley
Job: Blacksmith
Bio*: About a 20 year old that is quiet a alcoholic bum. One day he went off exploring. Thing he noticed he was walking along a beach. Water crashing up on the sand. Next, he felt the ground shake and thought he hear tiny screams. He took one more step and the ground under him fell and he blacked out. When he woke up he thought he was having a dream. He is sober now and opens his eyes and couldn't see anything. He feels around and touches something that seems to be a torch. He places it on the ground and it was. The torch brightly shown the cave. Many dead people were laying on the ground. Along with them there were pickaxes and blocks of iron, stone, and some gold. He picked up the gold and found more torches. He placed them around the cave. He noticed more TNT and figured that is what caused the crashing of the sand above him. He removed the TNT. Wishing he had something to drink. Although, he was an alcoholic, he was still smart and disabled the TNT. He went back and sat down on the sand. He looked around the cave and notices a strange looking rock. This rock didnt have yellow, tan, or blue in it. It had a color he had never seen before. It was the color red. He walked over to the rock and picked up a pickaxe off the ground. He hit it once and it brighten up. Made him jump then the brightness went away. He wanted to know what was inside that rock so he started to beat it. The rock was so bright it was lighting up the room. Finally, the rock broke and it scattered all these items over the place. At first glance he thought it was red gems. He gathered them and started to carry them. While walking he tripped over some sticks making him drop the new red "gems" once the hit the ground he saw them line up and stick to the ground. He thought back to when he was hitting the block and how it glowed when he hit it. So he had an idea and placed one of the "gems" on a stick. Once he did that he realized that they arent actually gems. They are made from some dusty material from the earth. Then the new type of torch began to glow. He was so thrilled and happy. He found something new. He connected the new torch to the other trail of the red dust and noticed it also made them glow. He decided to call it redstone dust because the rock he found it in was red and the material was a dust type. To this day it is now used to power many different items in the world. All thanks to one drunk man.... [end]
(P.S. any spelling or grammar mistakes in the passage above is my mistake ofc. anyways i am sorry for those mistakes because i am not a fan of any time of English even tho i am american. I am more of a math person. Thank you)
Accepted, and I won't criticize your numerous grammatical errors or anything, because of your lovely post stamp there :tongue.gif:
User name*: Evoro
Age*: 11
Location/Time Zone*: BST (British Summer Time)
Did someone refer you?: No.
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
Land/Town: Not decided yet.
Job: Blacksmith, toolmaker.
Bio*:
Started out living on a farm with my parents. My father taught me to make tools when I was 7. I got along well, tending to the crops and caring for the animals, when a man came to teach us how to make machinery. That changed our lives. We now had dispensers ejecting food for our animals when they needed it and pistons controlling water flow. We were so much more sophisticated. Now I'm 23. Left the farm and I'm going to find my own home. My parents were in their 40s when I left. No idea what will happen now.
-Evoro
Well nice bio, I would ask for it to be a bit meatier before I accepted, but you're denied due to age, too young. Sorry man :sad.gif:
User name*:aanoder_irish_mcr
Age*:12
Location/Time Zone*:0 gmt (england)
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.8.1
Land/Town:not sure yet
Job:dunno yet
Bio*:i live in ireland a hard core mc player i normally play on single player so i thought i would give a server a try and this one inparticular sounds amazing so i chose to apply to this one please accept me because i love mc and really want to play on this server and thanks
1.Too young
2.Obviously did not read the first post about your application.
Denied, sorry.
•Did someone refer you?:GrayveXP refered me, and he plays the game in the same land/town, Loxley
•Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
•Land/Town:Loxley
•Job:Armorer
•Bio*:Chargero was born in Loxley 21 years ago. He's been working with his uncle as a Armourer ever since he can remember. He loves fire and electricity and always wanted to be a great warrior and fight for the land. His look is very similar to Herobrine or even Steve. He thinks money is the key to happines, because he gets very happy when he buy stuff. He likes cooked porkchop and is a very good friend and ally of Grayve.
•Did someone refer you?:GrayveXP refered me, and he plays the game in the same land/town, Loxley
•Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
•Land/Town:Loxley
•Job:Armorer
•Bio*:Chargero was born in Loxley 21 years ago. He's been working with his uncle as a Armourer ever since he can remember. He loves fire and electricity and always wanted to be a great warrior and fight for the land. His look is very similar to Herobrine or even Steve. He thinks money is the key to happines, because he gets very happy when he buy stuff. He likes cooked porkchop and is a very good friend and ally of Grayve.
Meh, I'm not fond of your bio. But it does have everything you would need. Though may I ask you to elaborate on the love of fire/electricity part before I accept?
IGN: Tuffywuffy, RP Name is Avadin
Age: Real Age Is 15, Rp Age Is 32
Location/Time Zone: EST, U.S.A
Did someone refer you?: Nope.
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1): 1.8.1
Land/Town: Before deciding I would like to see the lifestyles of the villages firsthand rather than based off of text on a forum.
Job: Farmer
Bio*:
Avadin never learned much of the world. All he had was his family. All he ever knew to do was to exist. Everyday in his juvenile years, he would simply peer out of the window of his two story wooden home, wondering what would be over the vast plains that were dividing him from the peoples of the nations afar. A multitude of times he would try to achieve over these areas, but his xenophobia always caused his mind to retreat back to his safe haven, his body anything but able to resist. Later in his teen life, he saw the industrial days occur, sweat forming an uncomfortable way as he worked fields til water would refrain him from passing into the dreamstate of sleep. He worked til exhaustion; exhaustion his only escape from exploring the world. He kept wanting to go to the world, for it to stay away from him. Living away from these nations never made him feel so safe, so endangered, so social, so lonely. He looked out the window I had previously mentioned every night at the age of 18, clenching his hands in his view over the town, hoping to both destroy it, yet bring it closer to himself. Months past, his family all deceased from old age. Pray it be that he would at the age of 19, be ready to venture the nations in this world of Silvania.
He had reached a town, a mute from the journey that he had preformed. Everything was so busy, contraptions of unknown use had strolled by him. He explored the city, explored the wonders of this strange world, saw people doing acts of unbelievable kinds. Art and emotion were realized by him, a smile breaking on his face as he simply ran through the town, everyone for once in their fulfilling lives, seeing this insane man running down the street, with a smile that had one characteristical difference to the ones they had possessed previous in this lives; It was genuine.
At the age of 27, now learning his true calling to live with life, to create life, to inspire it, to be a farmer, grief strick him. Education was power in these days, physical strength able to get you so far, yet so slow. He would take his cigar box everyday, learning words, spelling letter. It would never work. He tried multiple times, using a carving knife to carve his name into wood, attempting to master the art that was of divulging concept yet so secretive in its comprehension. Some days, he lost it completely, taking his scythe and driving it into the ground, asking nature to carve the ground into his name for him, begging it with promises, commanding it with what he had already done to expand its life.
To this day, he has failed to be able to create scripture of any form, but tries his hardest to be a gentleman of no contest to his forthcoming of honesty and boldness. Yet as any human, he must survive his best, trying to make money from his farm that he only wishes to expand. In his mind, with all his power, he would not have to learn. With all his power, people would fear him, if they made disposition of his inability, he would ruin them. But everytime he convinced himself in his head of this, he hated himself for it. He has long since this, learned that education is his only hope of gaining the wealth and power of knowledge. He has given up ill-thoughts of others, a reformed man in other words, willing to help others, ready to assist, creating life as he loves to do as a farmer, all in the end, hoping he can write a simple phrase that means so much to us, yet is so docile to being noticed. He wants to write his name.
P.S. I will have terrible internet for roughly 1 and a half more weeks.
P.P.S The exact date the internet would be majorly improved is within current knowledge the 18th of October.
As for the person with the age thing, please re-submit your application with the changed in the bio, thank you.
Few grammatical errors, no biggie -^ ^- Approved! Though I do enjoy that your version is 1.8.q :tongue.gif:
Attacking other players Varies by towns. It is allowed in the wilderness, but within towns, varies. So in-game ask more on that for a better, more specified reply.
Capitalisation! Roar >< And a spelling error here or there :tongue.gif: I would accept, if not for your first comment about the someone with a smart comment, because of that, I shall leave this up to Flenix.
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Curse PremiumI'll be honest, I personally don't like him and generally the servers population feel mutual with me (as in, we all have similar thoughts about how people act)
However, as I rarely play I'll let him on and leave it down to the others to make their own opinion. Mercs don't usually have too many friends anyway right?
I'll kick it off with 500 Silva to kill Baloin though *snigger* Lei can you whitelist etc I'm about to leave for uni
500 Silva just for little oh me? If a merc is good then it is not about how people feel about them, it is about buying them so the other side doesn't.
I am sorry for the quote earlier, i didnt mean for it to come out that way it is just i was saying that everyone who replied to my post was not helping with my question, so i guess you can see why i would get frustrated, and thanks for the whitelist but i need the ip to join the server :wink.gif: .
Well, I didn't get to whitelist, as I'm getting ready to go to school as well :tongue.gif: but I'll hop on real quick and handle that.
Edit:Btw guess who finally got an account recovery e-mail? ;D
Is it a piece of cake?
While I am not sure what your problem is, and I did double check to make sure I gave you the right IP, I would like to take this moment to say you should go sign up for our official forums at
silvaniamc.com (If you're having problems getting to the forums silvaniamc.com/forums/index.php)
Also, I'm at school :biggrin.gif: Currently writing a paper about time x.x Finished it early, still an hour left in this class...But, sorry that I can not be of further help to this problem
User name*:bagalboss
Age*:16
Location/Time Zone*:middle east
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:yes
Land/Town:loxly
Job:amoror
Bio*:iave played muinecraft for 2 years
plz
...Trying to NOT be rude on this but...
1.Learn to spell, especially when the titles are right there in the post of which you were supposed to have read and copied the application from
2.That is not a bio, again, read the first post.
3.Other things wrong with your application, such as your minecraft version.
So, what I'm trying to hint at here is...Denied, sorry.
Age*:16
Location/Time Zone*:middle east
Did someone refer you?:no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:my version is 1.8.1
Land/Town:loxly
Job:amour
Bio*:my ing is bagalboss i have played minecraft for two years and i would like to join this server
there happy
:huh.gif:
Age*:20
Location/Time Zone*: USA/Est
Did someone refer you?: Nope
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: I switch between 1.7 and 1.8.1 (Because my friend hosts a server in 1.7 still because of plugin issues and we just have fun and play with redstone on that server but mostly on 1.8.1)
Land/Town: Loxley
Job: Blacksmith
Bio*: About a 20 year old that is quiet a alcoholic bum. One day he went off exploring. Thing he noticed he was walking along a beach. Water crashing up on the sand. Next, he felt the ground shake and thought he hear tiny screams. He took one more step and the ground under him fell and he blacked out. When he woke up he thought he was having a dream. He is sober now and opens his eyes and couldn't see anything. He feels around and touches something that seems to be a torch. He places it on the ground and it was. The torch brightly shown the cave. Many dead people were laying on the ground. Along with them there were pickaxes and blocks of iron, stone, and some gold. He picked up the gold and found more torches. He placed them around the cave. He noticed more TNT and figured that is what caused the crashing of the sand above him. He removed the TNT. Wishing he had something to drink. Although, he was an alcoholic, he was still smart and disabled the TNT. He went back and sat down on the sand. He looked around the cave and notices a strange looking rock. This rock didnt have yellow, tan, or blue in it. It had a color he had never seen before. It was the color red. He walked over to the rock and picked up a pickaxe off the ground. He hit it once and it brighten up. Made him jump then the brightness went away. He wanted to know what was inside that rock so he started to beat it. The rock was so bright it was lighting up the room. Finally, the rock broke and it scattered all these items over the place. At first glance he thought it was red gems. He gathered them and started to carry them. While walking he tripped over some sticks making him drop the new red "gems" once the hit the ground he saw them line up and stick to the ground. He thought back to when he was hitting the block and how it glowed when he hit it. So he had an idea and placed one of the "gems" on a stick. Once he did that he realized that they arent actually gems. They are made from some dusty material from the earth. Then the new type of torch began to glow. He was so thrilled and happy. He found something new. He connected the new torch to the other trail of the red dust and noticed it also made them glow. He decided to call it redstone dust because the rock he found it in was red and the material was a dust type. To this day it is now used to power many different items in the world. All thanks to one drunk man.... [end]
(P.S. any spelling or grammar mistakes in the passage above is my mistake ofc. anyways i am sorry for those mistakes because i am not a fan of any time of English even tho i am american. I am more of a math person. Thank you)
Age*: 11
Location/Time Zone*: BST (British Summer Time)
Did someone refer you?: No.
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
Land/Town: Not decided yet.
Job: Blacksmith, toolmaker.
Bio*:
Started out living on a farm with my parents. My father taught me to make tools when I was 7. I got along well, tending to the crops and caring for the animals, when a man came to teach us how to make machinery. That changed our lives. We now had dispensers ejecting food for our animals when they needed it and pistons controlling water flow. We were so much more sophisticated. Now I'm 23. Left the farm and I'm going to find my own home. My parents were in their 40s when I left. No idea what will happen now.
-Evoro
http://forums.bukkit.org/threads/chat-herochat-v4-10-3-comprehensive-chat-channel-plugin-1060.2497/
For the Tlk channel clutter
http://forums.bukkit.org/threads/chat-fun-dispnamechanger-3-0-change-names-spout-1000.13253/page-16#post-655373
to have RP names, and with spout will change them above their heads too.
Accepted, and I won't criticize your numerous grammatical errors or anything, because of your lovely post stamp there :tongue.gif:
Well nice bio, I would ask for it to be a bit meatier before I accepted, but you're denied due to age, too young. Sorry man :sad.gif:
1.Too young
2.Obviously did not read the first post about your application.
Denied, sorry.
•Age*:18
•Location/Time Zone*:Brasil (-3)
•Did someone refer you?:GrayveXP refered me, and he plays the game in the same land/town, Loxley
•Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.8.1
•Land/Town:Loxley
•Job:Armorer
•Bio*:Chargero was born in Loxley 21 years ago. He's been working with his uncle as a Armourer ever since he can remember. He loves fire and electricity and always wanted to be a great warrior and fight for the land. His look is very similar to Herobrine or even Steve. He thinks money is the key to happines, because he gets very happy when he buy stuff. He likes cooked porkchop and is a very good friend and ally of Grayve.
Meh, I'm not fond of your bio. But it does have everything you would need. Though may I ask you to elaborate on the love of fire/electricity part before I accept?
Age: Real Age Is 15, Rp Age Is 32
Location/Time Zone: EST, U.S.A
Did someone refer you?: Nope.
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1): 1.8.1
Land/Town: Before deciding I would like to see the lifestyles of the villages firsthand rather than based off of text on a forum.
Job: Farmer
Bio*:
Avadin never learned much of the world. All he had was his family. All he ever knew to do was to exist. Everyday in his juvenile years, he would simply peer out of the window of his two story wooden home, wondering what would be over the vast plains that were dividing him from the peoples of the nations afar. A multitude of times he would try to achieve over these areas, but his xenophobia always caused his mind to retreat back to his safe haven, his body anything but able to resist. Later in his teen life, he saw the industrial days occur, sweat forming an uncomfortable way as he worked fields til water would refrain him from passing into the dreamstate of sleep. He worked til exhaustion; exhaustion his only escape from exploring the world. He kept wanting to go to the world, for it to stay away from him. Living away from these nations never made him feel so safe, so endangered, so social, so lonely. He looked out the window I had previously mentioned every night at the age of 18, clenching his hands in his view over the town, hoping to both destroy it, yet bring it closer to himself. Months past, his family all deceased from old age. Pray it be that he would at the age of 19, be ready to venture the nations in this world of Silvania.
He had reached a town, a mute from the journey that he had preformed. Everything was so busy, contraptions of unknown use had strolled by him. He explored the city, explored the wonders of this strange world, saw people doing acts of unbelievable kinds. Art and emotion were realized by him, a smile breaking on his face as he simply ran through the town, everyone for once in their fulfilling lives, seeing this insane man running down the street, with a smile that had one characteristical difference to the ones they had possessed previous in this lives; It was genuine.
At the age of 27, now learning his true calling to live with life, to create life, to inspire it, to be a farmer, grief strick him. Education was power in these days, physical strength able to get you so far, yet so slow. He would take his cigar box everyday, learning words, spelling letter. It would never work. He tried multiple times, using a carving knife to carve his name into wood, attempting to master the art that was of divulging concept yet so secretive in its comprehension. Some days, he lost it completely, taking his scythe and driving it into the ground, asking nature to carve the ground into his name for him, begging it with promises, commanding it with what he had already done to expand its life.
To this day, he has failed to be able to create scripture of any form, but tries his hardest to be a gentleman of no contest to his forthcoming of honesty and boldness. Yet as any human, he must survive his best, trying to make money from his farm that he only wishes to expand. In his mind, with all his power, he would not have to learn. With all his power, people would fear him, if they made disposition of his inability, he would ruin them. But everytime he convinced himself in his head of this, he hated himself for it. He has long since this, learned that education is his only hope of gaining the wealth and power of knowledge. He has given up ill-thoughts of others, a reformed man in other words, willing to help others, ready to assist, creating life as he loves to do as a farmer, all in the end, hoping he can write a simple phrase that means so much to us, yet is so docile to being noticed. He wants to write his name.
P.S. I will have terrible internet for roughly 1 and a half more weeks.
P.P.S The exact date the internet would be majorly improved is within current knowledge the 18th of October.