OCC: In Game Name: _caka_ Age:16 Country of Residence and Time Zone: Australia Define roleplaying with your own words: A Game where you can be who you want to be, and do what you want to do. Role Play Experience: Have played WoW but not a whole lot, Runescape. What is your reason to be applying to this server ? A friend of mine showed me it, we both love steampunk so i would love to be apart of it. IC: Name: Stevie Age:15 RP Example: Riley: Show me your so called "drawings" Stevie: No, your just going to make fun of me again. Riley: No I wont, you can trust me. Stevie: No, go away. *Riley snatches Stevie's book off him, swipes through a few pages then rips it up* Riley: Have fun with your crap drawings now! *He walks off laughing with his following friends* Stevie is left on the floor sobbing, with the drawings flying away in the wind. A man catches a page in the wind, looks at it, and is amazed by it. Man: What happend with your book young man? Stevie: Riley ripped it up for no reason, i was happily drawing and then he came along and did this. *He then glanced at the remaining pages* Man: Well, I think he is jealous, because I'm very impressed. How would you like a job at the local art shop? Stevie: Thank you, your the only other person to say that other than my parents but i always think they are just saying it to make me happy, and yes i would love to work at the art shop I will have to check with my parents first. Man: You go do that, meet me at the Art Shop at 3, See you later. Bio:Stevie is young boy with a big imagination, others always put him down and think he wont get anywhere in life by putting pencil to paper. But Stevie never gives up, and wont back down from a challenge. If people give him a chance they will grow to love him, and notice that he is a great and trustworthy friend to anybody who treats him right.
I'm sorry to have to say to everyone, but with time being so little for everyone here working on the server, myself and Lyuka have decided to not release the server until it is fully and completely ready. We hope everyone will not be too disappointed with us and we apologize greatly.
To explain, the original idea was to release the server as a sort of Beta once the main part of it was built. This as everyone knows has taken longer and longer due to everyone's time getting harder to spare. And so after Lyuka talked to me about this, we thought the best idea was to postpone releasing any of the server until good and ready.
However cause of this, I will be asking here now if anyone is seriously interested in helping to build the server, mention it here. Again myself and Lyuka are very sorry about all of this.
I sent you pictures earlier, if they are alright I would really like to help get this server up and running.
OCC: A Russian Man that loves RP, I have a lot of experience with RolePlaying and I'm told I have great leadership skills. In Game Name: BloodPaladin Age: 15 Country of Residence and Time Zone: Canada (BC), Pacific time Define roleplaying with your own words: To me, its like reading a book. But in this book, your part of the storyline and you and the other characters develop their own story and congress with one another, writing the books themselves. Role Play Experience: Well Experienced, i've been in numerous RolePlayss inside and outside of Minecraft. What is your reason to be applying to this server ?: I am searching for a fun and good RolePlay Server and I believe I just found one. Even thought i have no experience in ClockWork Minecraft I'm and willing to Adapt and grow into it. I'm also a great builder and Leader. IC: Alekous, hard working boy with a haunting past. (Note: IC will progress once i get more familiar with the RP. I know its not all about me therefore I cannot write a perfect IC) Name: Alekous Sunryse Age: 15 RP Example: Waking up in a forest with no memories of his life, Alekous is a boy no more then 16 that has a mysterious past. Scarred at the scene he woke up in, he searches the land for any civilization he could merge into. On the way, a dark presence follows him... Bio: Alekous Sunryse has a very well worked up body, medium golden hair that curls down (Not to much) past his ears. Although he doesn't know it, there's a tribal tattoo on his back of an Angel with Blood stained golden wings. His parents were once part of a Order called the Constellars. The Constellars fought against evil demons and in a final battle, vanished. Before his parents mysteriously died, they adopted him into a forest, with no memories.
OCC: A Russian Man that loves RP, I have a lot of experience with RolePlaying and I'm told I have great leadership skills. In Game Name: BloodPaladin Age: 15 Country of Residence and Time Zone: Canada (BC), Pacific time Define roleplaying with your own words: To me, its like reading a book. But in this book, your part of the storyline and you and the other characters develop their own story and congress with one another, writing the books themselves. Role Play Experience: Well Experienced, i've been in numerous RolePlayss inside and outside of Minecraft. What is your reason to be applying to this server ?: I am searching for a fun and good RolePlay Server and I believe I just found one. Even thought i have no experience in ClockWork Minecraft I'm and willing to Adapt and grow into it. I'm also a great builder and Leader. IC: Alekous, hard working boy with a haunting past. (Note: IC will progress once i get more familiar with the RP. I know its not all about me therefore I cannot write a perfect IC) Name: Alekous Sunryse Age: 15 RP Example: Waking up in a forest with no memories of his life, Alekous is a boy no more then 16 that has a mysterious past. Scarred at the scene he woke up in, he searches the land for any civilization he could merge into. On the way, a dark presence follows him... Bio: Alekous Sunryse has a very well worked up body, medium golden hair that curls down (Not to much) past his ears. Although he doesn't know it, there's a tribal tattoo on his back of an Angel with Blood stained golden wings. His parents were once part of a Order called the Constellars. The Constellars fought against evil demons and in a final battle, vanished. Before his parents mysteriously died, they adopted him into a forest, with no memories.
Damn I did the RP Example wrong, sorry about that I'm not familiar with this formula. (Retry): The Ice cold rain woke up Alekous from his deep sleep, not knowing where he is frightened him. The dark Forest was alien to him and sounds were heard in the distance. He got up, tired and in pain. "W-where am I?", but only the shrieking sound of a bird answered him. Strangely enough, he did not panicked. He tried remembering who he was, how he gotten there. Bot only two words responded to his callings. Alekous Sunryse. Not knowing what that mean't, he attempted again, and again. But those words are the only that came to his head. A cracking sound came from behind him. As he Glanced, he saw nothing but the darkwood trees that only laughed at him. He begun to run, not knowing where he is going or who is he running from. The sharp rocks of the forest stabbed against his barefeet. He ignored them as he continued to run. "To where?" he thought.
Damn I did the RP Example wrong, sorry about that I'm not familiar with this formula. (Retry): The Ice cold rain woke up Alekous from his deep sleep, not knowing where he is frightened him. The dark Forest was alien to him and sounds were heard in the distance. He got up, tired and in pain. "W-where am I?", but only the shrieking sound of a bird answered him. Strangely enough, he did not panicked. He tried remembering who he was, how he gotten there. Bot only two words responded to his callings. Alekous Sunryse. Not knowing what that mean't, he attempted again, and again. But those words are the only that came to his head. A cracking sound came from behind him. As he Glanced, he saw nothing but the darkwood trees that only laughed at him. He begun to run, not knowing where he is going or who is he running from. The sharp rocks of the forest stabbed against his barefeet. He ignored them as he continued to run. "To where?" he thought.
Welcome !
Server Update ------------------
The Beta Applications are closed ! BUT , If you want to help the actual progress you can , As Nomis gave the last update is the same thing I Just want to say that from now the Beta is closed Thanks for everything ! We will be usually making updates in the OP ( Official Post ) with ScreenShots , News and that stuff Thanks again Regards ,
First off, I would like to say that I have been working very hard on this application for the past 20 min., then I try to log in to the forums (Haven't been on for almost a year!) and the beta applications are closed down... I will still enter anyways, please do not count as spam. If there is an updated, post-beta form, I will fill that out later.
OCC: Gabriel
In Game Name: Jumpy_frog
Age:14
Country of Residence and Time Zone: U.S, Central time zone
Define roleplaying with your own words: Roleplaying is one's imagination, amplified and nurtured by the circumstance. (Short version: Epic.)
Role Play Experience: D&D, several Minecraft RP servers. I love roleplay.
What is your reason to be applying to this server ?
Steampunk roleplay! I love steampunk! (I've had and used Glimmar's steampunk for about 2 months .I am a good sketch artist, and enjoy turning Star Wars things into Steam Punk.)
IC: Dr. Frog
Age: in game: around 70
RP Example: The ornithopters were simply too powerful. Our gattling guns, mounted on the fore and aft of our zepplin, were simply not manuverable enough to shoot them down fast enough. The voice came over the voice-tube system. "Air cell one, punctured." The diregible was on fire. It was going to crash. We all knew that our souls, however stable seeming, must rely on our fragile bodies- and thus, we were doomed. So, my friend, sit and listen to my story. We are all going to die anyway, not that I care... I'm an old man anyway.
Bio:
I was raised in a small city in a forest, far away from here. I lived with my uncle and aunt at the lumber mill they owned. I was the only person in the city who could acctually read. I kept the accounts. The city dosen't exist anymore. I burned it down, ready to move on and fufil my live's ambitions. I moved to a slightly larger city, getting a university grant at the age of 16. After helping prove the existance of the vaccum, I was recognised my my uncle during a lecture. After a very long, perilous airship chase, I was captured by the authorites. With my intelect, I technically won the court case. However, I did suffer a 5 year long prison term. After release, I joined the military for twenty years. Currently, I am a wealthy factory owner, head of the producers of Halperg and Frog Anantycal Engines.
"Anorgos, on 20 May 2012 - 04:03 AM, said:
Server Update
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I'm sorry to have to say to everyone, but with time being so little for everyone here working on the server, myself and Lyuka have decided to not release the server until it is fully and completely ready. We hope everyone will not be too disappointed with us and we apologize greatly.
To explain, the original idea was to release the server as a sort of Beta once the main part of it was built. This as everyone knows has taken longer and longer due to everyone's time getting harder to spare. And so after Lyuka talked to me about this, we thought the best idea was to postpone releasing any of the server until good and ready.
However cause of this, I will be asking here now if anyone is seriously interested in helping to build the server, mention it here. Again myself and Lyuka are very sorry about all of this."
Me: Ooops. Oh well. I will return to this server someday! Acctually, I am kind of having giant factories full of testificates. In other words, I guess I am interested in building! Lots of experiance! Would post pictures, but have no ability to right now! Oh well... Epic sounding server, and if you need me, PM me. Will check every now and then, just in case.
Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States Central
Define role-playing with your own words: Role playing is when you make up a character to escape the real world in a fantasy or unreal place
Role Play Experience: Dungeons and Dragons plus several role playing Minecraft servers also Skyrim
What is your reason to be applying to this server? I love Steam Punk and role-playing.
IC:
Name: Felix Teag
Age: 28 years old
RP Example: “Another drink for everyone….ON ME” Whoops Alec
“Yah Alec” calls Felix “You’ve attracted quite a crowd Indeed he’s right as a cluster of towns people have already started to form around him.
“Ha ha ha, I’ve never had this much fun EVER “Laughs Alec.
“Um guys…I think we’ve attracted a little too much attention “whispers Maritome. As a squad of heavily armed GoG men burst through the doors.
“Has anyone seen these men “the Captain says pointing to two crudely drawn paintings that somewhat resemble….Maritome and Felix!!!
“Ummm I think we should go” Whispered Felix
“No I got this “boasts Alec “You men look like you’re looking for trouble and if its trouble you want then you’ve come to the right place” He says as he breaks a bottle and charges toward the soldier. One soldier takes aim and blows three small holes in Alec’s head.
“Oops” Alec gasps as he falls to the floor amid the gasping crowd.
“Alright, alright we’ll come quietly” says Maritome as he steps out from behind a table with Felix at his side “We don’t need another demonstration of what you are capable of doing”
“Okay” chuckles the Captain “Come with me”
Bio If two people make an application with the RP name of Maritome Teag IGN: Maritome Astrodon Athaus IGN: MinerKnight they are my friends IRL and please don’t think he is copying me)
Felix was born and raised in the town of Maneville with his brother Maritome Teag their parents owned the tavern The Well Oiled Cog and that his where they worked until they were out of school. During school Felix was very smart but often daydreamed and almost never paid attention his favorite subject was flying. Eventually he got caught up with the wrong crowd and soon became involved in many of the petty crimes that happened in and around Maneville. Soon his brother even got caught up in his schemes. They were both kicked out of Maneville after Felix hijacked a police airship and proceeded to fly it away with Maritome gunning, they were both considered dead when a missile fired from the chasing police blew the airship in two.
Felix woke up after three hours after the explosion and realized he could no longer see out of his right eye. He wondered around the surrounding wilderness and in the ensuing search found a small village that had never heard of Maneville or The Cog Haven or anything. The villagers were cautious (for good reason too) except for a 13 year old boy named Alec Meerce, the son of the local engineer, who let Felix stay at his house. As they sat and talked Alec turned to the task of fixing Felix’s eye, Two days later Alec had built an almost perfect cyborg replacement for his eye. Felix thanked him and they soon began to trust each other and after a few weeks Felix told him about what had happened at Maneville but the constable’s son overheard the conversation and told his dad. Within the 3 hours that followed Alec Meerce and Felix where forced to pilot a small commercial plane and escaped into the night.
They fled to the North and soon came across the metropolis of Clockwork (Didn’t know what the city was called I guessed). As the pair descended the stepped out into the smog covered skyline of the city of ClockWork they walked down the walkway to streets and walked into a bar called the Steam Dancer and ordered a beer and then sat down with a strange man that was half machine. Surprisingly the cyborg was actually Maritome!!!! The reunited brothers told of their adventures and Felix introduced Alec to Maritome. When suddenly a squad of GoG soldiers burst through the doors and yelled that they were looking for Felix and Maritome Teag. Alec stood up half drunk and was about to yell something when a trooper put a burst of his gun through his head. Alec slumped to the ground amid the gasps of the crowd. Maritome and Felix decided to go quietly. The soldiers lead them to their headquarters and locked them in a room with a man Astrodan Athaus called who was arrested for smuggling and bank robbery. They talked for several minutes when an important looking man walked in and said that they had noticed how good they all were at engineering and fighting and the like and they would give them two choices 1.die or 2.Join GoG. Of course they chose the obvious choice and were immediately enrolled in the GoG training course and that is where the adventure begins…..
OCC:
In Game Name: MinerKnight
Age: 15 years old.
Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States Central
Definition of Role Play: Role Play is when you act as a character from a selected category to do quests/jobs in a fantasy based world.
Role Play Experience: Dungeons & Dragons, Realm of the Mad God, Skyrim, and many Role Play Minecraft servers.
To have more experience on a professional level of Role Playing games.
IC:
Name: Astrodon Atheus (Aye-thee-ous-e)
Age: 26 years old.
RP Example:
“Dad, I promise that I’ll make you very proud of me someday.” states Astrodon Atheus.
“I’ll miss you!” replies Theodor Atheus.
Then, Theodor was never seen by Astrodon again.
Bio:
When I was only 7 my father was in The Black Hearts and got caught for stealing money from a town official. I promised I would be something special when I grow up, and I never saw him again.
19 years later I'm in The Black Hearts just like my father. I only steal minor things like one loaf of bread from the bakery of some drinks from the tavern without anybody noticing. I never got caught because I only take things from The Milita that they take for granted and never notice that it's even gone. After awhile I've noticed that what I have isn’t enough to survive much longer. I’ve been working on a new plan with The Black Hearts to rob the town bank. My father taught me about clock work when I was 5 and I’ve learned how to make a mechanism that can open any door even a vault. I finally got it to work and now we’re going to strike.
I’ve made my own bow over the time and made arrows that will paralyze an official with a perfect shot on the right side of the back. I’ve practiced so much that it’s almost impossible for me to miss. I’ve practiced with moving targets, still targets while I’m moving, and moving targets while I’m also moving. Overall I know how to use a bow and some arrows.
We’re ready to go and we’re going in. The distraction is making sure that nobody sees me open the vault. When I open the vault my team scattered and said that the GoG we’re coming and that we’re all screwed. I was too busy drooling over the cash to notice that the GoG was right behind me. I got out my bow and paralyzed about 12 officers but all I remember after that was waking up with 2 cops dragging me into a jail cell. About 2 months later I met Felix Teag and Maritone Teag. We talked about our background stories and how we got thrown in jail. Later a GoG official came up to our jail cell. He said that we had 2 choices that we either join the GoG because of our enormous range of skill or DIE! We chose to join the GoG and the adventure continues at this very moment…
There's going to be some sort of skill-system I presume? I was thinking of a few possible skills that would benefit the RP experience; maybe a 'Tracking' skill, for tracking players or mobs. A 'Stealth' skill for making sneaking more efficient like your name being less visible, not making noises when walking on blocks ore moving faster while sneaking.. On that note, please make it so you cannot see people's name through blocks, it influences a lot of meta-gaming. And I'm sure you guys have already thought about a Marksmanship skill
Another idea, maybe gliders? I mean having airship and all, having gliders to fly over to other airship would be AMAZING! But it would take little bit more effort then adding more skills. :S
OCC:
In Game Name:Kitterex
Age:14
Country of Residence and Time Zone:USA,-8
Define roleplaying with your own words: Being your character instead of playing them.
Role Play Experience:Multiple rp servers(including another,now shut down, steampunk one)
What is your reason to be applying to this server ? I've tried multiple rp servers.They are either unorganized or the atmosphere sucks. This one seems to fix both.
IC:
Name:Gark
Age:20-50
RP Example:After a long day of sewing buttons into jackets, I realized it was pay-day,although it was close to nothing it was the last bit of money I needed to get that quite nice looking hat form the tailor a few blocks down. After collecting the few coins I pull my hobbled together coin purse out and count the coins, making sure not to look a fool asking for something I can't afford. After re counting a few more times I'm sure I have the funds and begin my walk to the tailors. I breath in the heavy smog drifting form the factory I just exited, strangely I always loved the stench of burning coal. As I head down I see a few less than gentlemanly looking fellows come from out of the alleyways holding crude weapons, bats, pipes, and the sort. Before I know it I'm "persuaded" back to into the alleys the crawled out from. They wanted money it was obvious, but I wanted that hat. Thinking fast I pull the crude smoke bomb I made a few months back, a linen sack I filled with some salvaged gunpowder and a bit of powder from one of my more noxious breeds of fungus. I toss it down and hope for the best. I see the hooligans coughing and wheezing and I make my escape.
Bio:Gark is member of a long forgotten race buried under the smog and steel of the rapidly expanding world. He is a large built green man. At first, he was a scavenger, learning that society had no place for him he had to fend for himself;Cultivating mushrooms in the sewers, building gadgets with scrap, and generally getting used to the filth the world leaves behind. A decade or so passes(He wasn't really concerned with the passage of time) and he decided this is not the life he wanted so he decided to move above ground. He did his best to learn of what was expected of a man so that he could be a member of society. He worked odd jobs for a few years and didn't think breaking his back for virtually no pay was much better than mushroom farming in the dump. So he decided to start a caravan he currently just travels and sells goods by himself but hopes to become the worlds most successful philanthropist
I read the lore and it was pretty interesting, but could you explain one thing. How was he a republican-dictator. A republican implies someone who wants a republic which is completely different from a dictatorship. Is he a dictator claiming to be the ruler of a republic or am I missing something?
OCC: In Game Name: lonewolf15 Age:16 Country of Residence and Time Zone: USA CST Define roleplaying with your own words: The act of becoming someone else and adventuring in ways you cannot in real life. Role Play Experience: I've admin'd on 2 Roleplaying servers and frequently partook in the roleplaying. What is your reason to be applying to this server ?: I wish to have a large roleplaying experience again. IC: Name: Vincentio Age: 23 RP Example: -Vincentio strode out of his home, shielding his eyes from the bright sun- "What a nice day to be out." said Vince, looking from side to side across the sprawling city. It had really come back from the uprising. -Vincentio's Master came out from the Tinkering shop across the street, and waved to him- "Oi, Vince! Nice day!" Resonated across the houses -Vince smirked, and started waltzing over to the shop "Hey Old Man, ready for a nice day of work?" said Vince, jokingly. Bio: Vincentio was born during the beginning of the uprisings in the Lands. His family wasn't very well off, but they got by. He lived in the war turmoil his whole life, and at 15 finally decided to set out on his own. He wanted to find some way of making money for his family, or at least keep their crops from being stolen by the rebels. He had to travel through the city to find some kind of real job. He wasn't any good at physical labor, but thankfully he was always the smartest around. He would search for knowledge whenever he could, because he knew he would need it some day. He was a decent tinkerer, so he tried to find a job repairing things. He got a job in a tinkerer's shop in the city, and worked there for 8 years. He learned a lot about the clockwork machines that dominated the lands around him, and could work with many of them with his eyes closed. One item he never got to work on was the SPP-MK3. So badly did he want to see the steam chambers that launched the bolts fast enough to kill another man. Sadly, he hated the GoG, and never got a chance to work with the beautiful piece of gears.
I would love to help build on the server. my in game name is minerknight and my skype is lexieandrews26. my name is not lexie andrews i did that by accedent and im a guy not a girl and my last name is not andrews.
In Game Name: _caka_
Age:16
Country of Residence and Time Zone: Australia
Define roleplaying with your own words: A Game where you can be who you want to be, and do what you want to do.
Role Play Experience: Have played WoW but not a whole lot, Runescape.
What is your reason to be applying to this server ? A friend of mine showed me it, we both love steampunk so i would love to be apart of it.
IC:
Name: Stevie
Age:15
RP Example:
Riley: Show me your so called "drawings"
Stevie: No, your just going to make fun of me again.
Riley: No I wont, you can trust me.
Stevie: No, go away.
*Riley snatches Stevie's book off him, swipes through a few pages then rips it up*
Riley: Have fun with your crap drawings now! *He walks off laughing with his following friends*
Stevie is left on the floor sobbing, with the drawings flying away in the wind.
A man catches a page in the wind, looks at it, and is amazed by it.
Man: What happend with your book young man?
Stevie: Riley ripped it up for no reason, i was happily drawing and then he came along and did this. *He then glanced at the remaining pages*
Man: Well, I think he is jealous, because I'm very impressed. How would you like a job at the local art shop?
Stevie: Thank you, your the only other person to say that other than my parents but i always think they are just saying it to make me happy, and yes i would love to work at the art shop I will have to check with my parents first.
Man: You go do that, meet me at the Art Shop at 3, See you later.
Bio:Stevie is young boy with a big imagination, others always put him down and think he wont get anywhere in life by putting pencil to paper. But Stevie never gives up, and wont back down from a challenge. If people give him a chance they will grow to love him, and notice that he is a great and trustworthy friend to anybody who treats him right.
I sent you pictures earlier, if they are alright I would really like to help get this server up and running.
In Game Name: BloodPaladin
Age: 15
Country of Residence and Time Zone: Canada (BC), Pacific time
Define roleplaying with your own words: To me, its like reading a book. But in this book, your part of the storyline and you and the other characters develop their own story and congress with one another, writing the books themselves.
Role Play Experience: Well Experienced, i've been in numerous RolePlayss inside and outside of Minecraft.
What is your reason to be applying to this server ?: I am searching for a fun and good RolePlay Server and I believe I just found one. Even thought i have no experience in ClockWork Minecraft I'm and willing to Adapt and grow into it. I'm also a great builder and Leader.
IC: Alekous, hard working boy with a haunting past. (Note: IC will progress once i get more familiar with the RP. I know its not all about me therefore I cannot write a perfect IC)
Name: Alekous Sunryse
Age: 15
RP Example: Waking up in a forest with no memories of his life, Alekous is a boy no more then 16 that has a mysterious past. Scarred at the scene he woke up in, he searches the land for any civilization he could merge into. On the way, a dark presence follows him...
Bio: Alekous Sunryse has a very well worked up body, medium golden hair that curls down (Not to much) past his ears. Although he doesn't know it, there's a tribal tattoo on his back of an Angel with Blood stained golden wings. His parents were once part of a Order called the Constellars. The Constellars fought against evil demons and in a final battle, vanished. Before his parents mysteriously died, they adopted him into a forest, with no memories.
Welcome !
Server Update
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The Beta Applications are closed ! BUT , If you want to help the actual progress you can , As Nomis gave the last update is the same thing
I Just want to say that from now the Beta is closed
Thanks for everything !
We will be usually making updates in the OP ( Official Post ) with ScreenShots , News and that stuff
Thanks again
Regards ,
Lyuka
The server isn't up yet, there is no ip for you to get.
OCC: Gabriel
In Game Name: Jumpy_frog
Age:14
Country of Residence and Time Zone: U.S, Central time zone
Define roleplaying with your own words: Roleplaying is one's imagination, amplified and nurtured by the circumstance. (Short version: Epic.)
Role Play Experience: D&D, several Minecraft RP servers. I love roleplay.
What is your reason to be applying to this server ?
Steampunk roleplay! I love steampunk! (I've had and used Glimmar's steampunk for about 2 months .I am a good sketch artist, and enjoy turning Star Wars things into Steam Punk.)
IC: Dr. Frog
Age: in game: around 70
RP Example: The ornithopters were simply too powerful. Our gattling guns, mounted on the fore and aft of our zepplin, were simply not manuverable enough to shoot them down fast enough. The voice came over the voice-tube system. "Air cell one, punctured." The diregible was on fire. It was going to crash. We all knew that our souls, however stable seeming, must rely on our fragile bodies- and thus, we were doomed. So, my friend, sit and listen to my story. We are all going to die anyway, not that I care... I'm an old man anyway.
Bio:
I was raised in a small city in a forest, far away from here. I lived with my uncle and aunt at the lumber mill they owned. I was the only person in the city who could acctually read. I kept the accounts. The city dosen't exist anymore. I burned it down, ready to move on and fufil my live's ambitions. I moved to a slightly larger city, getting a university grant at the age of 16. After helping prove the existance of the vaccum, I was recognised my my uncle during a lecture. After a very long, perilous airship chase, I was captured by the authorites. With my intelect, I technically won the court case. However, I did suffer a 5 year long prison term. After release, I joined the military for twenty years. Currently, I am a wealthy factory owner, head of the producers of Halperg and Frog Anantycal Engines.
"Anorgos, on 20 May 2012 - 04:03 AM, said:
Server Update
-------------------
I'm sorry to have to say to everyone, but with time being so little for everyone here working on the server, myself and Lyuka have decided to not release the server until it is fully and completely ready. We hope everyone will not be too disappointed with us and we apologize greatly.
To explain, the original idea was to release the server as a sort of Beta once the main part of it was built. This as everyone knows has taken longer and longer due to everyone's time getting harder to spare. And so after Lyuka talked to me about this, we thought the best idea was to postpone releasing any of the server until good and ready.
However cause of this, I will be asking here now if anyone is seriously interested in helping to build the server, mention it here. Again myself and Lyuka are very sorry about all of this."
Me: Ooops. Oh well. I will return to this server someday! Acctually, I am kind of having giant factories full of testificates. In other words, I guess I am interested in building! Lots of experiance! Would post pictures, but have no ability to right now! Oh well... Epic sounding server, and if you need me, PM me. Will check every now and then, just in case.
GET THAT SERVER UP AND RUNNING!
And, I support ClockWork Revolution, a steampunk RP server!
In Game Name: thecoolcreeper17
Age: 13
Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States Central
Define role-playing with your own words: Role playing is when you make up a character to escape the real world in a fantasy or unreal place
Role Play Experience: Dungeons and Dragons plus several role playing Minecraft servers also Skyrim
What is your reason to be applying to this server? I love Steam Punk and role-playing.
IC:
Name: Felix Teag
Age: 28 years old
RP Example: “Another drink for everyone….ON ME” Whoops Alec
“Yah Alec” calls Felix “You’ve attracted quite a crowd Indeed he’s right as a cluster of towns people have already started to form around him.
“Ha ha ha, I’ve never had this much fun EVER “Laughs Alec.
“Um guys…I think we’ve attracted a little too much attention “whispers Maritome. As a squad of heavily armed GoG men burst through the doors.
“Has anyone seen these men “the Captain says pointing to two crudely drawn paintings that somewhat resemble….Maritome and Felix!!!
“Ummm I think we should go” Whispered Felix
“No I got this “boasts Alec “You men look like you’re looking for trouble and if its trouble you want then you’ve come to the right place” He says as he breaks a bottle and charges toward the soldier. One soldier takes aim and blows three small holes in Alec’s head.
“Oops” Alec gasps as he falls to the floor amid the gasping crowd.
“Alright, alright we’ll come quietly” says Maritome as he steps out from behind a table with Felix at his side “We don’t need another demonstration of what you are capable of doing”
“Okay” chuckles the Captain “Come with me”
Bio If two people make an application with the RP name of Maritome Teag IGN: Maritome Astrodon Athaus IGN: MinerKnight they are my friends IRL and please don’t think he is copying me)
Felix was born and raised in the town of Maneville with his brother Maritome Teag their parents owned the tavern The Well Oiled Cog and that his where they worked until they were out of school. During school Felix was very smart but often daydreamed and almost never paid attention his favorite subject was flying. Eventually he got caught up with the wrong crowd and soon became involved in many of the petty crimes that happened in and around Maneville. Soon his brother even got caught up in his schemes. They were both kicked out of Maneville after Felix hijacked a police airship and proceeded to fly it away with Maritome gunning, they were both considered dead when a missile fired from the chasing police blew the airship in two.
Felix woke up after three hours after the explosion and realized he could no longer see out of his right eye. He wondered around the surrounding wilderness and in the ensuing search found a small village that had never heard of Maneville or The Cog Haven or anything. The villagers were cautious (for good reason too) except for a 13 year old boy named Alec Meerce, the son of the local engineer, who let Felix stay at his house. As they sat and talked Alec turned to the task of fixing Felix’s eye, Two days later Alec had built an almost perfect cyborg replacement for his eye. Felix thanked him and they soon began to trust each other and after a few weeks Felix told him about what had happened at Maneville but the constable’s son overheard the conversation and told his dad. Within the 3 hours that followed Alec Meerce and Felix where forced to pilot a small commercial plane and escaped into the night.
They fled to the North and soon came across the metropolis of Clockwork (Didn’t know what the city was called I guessed). As the pair descended the stepped out into the smog covered skyline of the city of ClockWork they walked down the walkway to streets and walked into a bar called the Steam Dancer and ordered a beer and then sat down with a strange man that was half machine. Surprisingly the cyborg was actually Maritome!!!! The reunited brothers told of their adventures and Felix introduced Alec to Maritome. When suddenly a squad of GoG soldiers burst through the doors and yelled that they were looking for Felix and Maritome Teag. Alec stood up half drunk and was about to yell something when a trooper put a burst of his gun through his head. Alec slumped to the ground amid the gasps of the crowd. Maritome and Felix decided to go quietly. The soldiers lead them to their headquarters and locked them in a room with a man Astrodan Athaus called who was arrested for smuggling and bank robbery. They talked for several minutes when an important looking man walked in and said that they had noticed how good they all were at engineering and fighting and the like and they would give them two choices 1.die or 2.Join GoG. Of course they chose the obvious choice and were immediately enrolled in the GoG training course and that is where the adventure begins…..
In Game Name: MinerKnight
Age: 15 years old.
Country of Residence and Time Zone: United States Central
Definition of Role Play: Role Play is when you act as a character from a selected category to do quests/jobs in a fantasy based world.
Role Play Experience: Dungeons & Dragons, Realm of the Mad God, Skyrim, and many Role Play Minecraft servers.
To have more experience on a professional level of Role Playing games.
IC:
Name: Astrodon Atheus (Aye-thee-ous-e)
Age: 26 years old.
RP Example:
“Dad, I promise that I’ll make you very proud of me someday.” states Astrodon Atheus.
“I’ll miss you!” replies Theodor Atheus.
Then, Theodor was never seen by Astrodon again.
Bio:
When I was only 7 my father was in The Black Hearts and got caught for stealing money from a town official. I promised I would be something special when I grow up, and I never saw him again.
19 years later I'm in The Black Hearts just like my father. I only steal minor things like one loaf of bread from the bakery of some drinks from the tavern without anybody noticing. I never got caught because I only take things from The Milita that they take for granted and never notice that it's even gone. After awhile I've noticed that what I have isn’t enough to survive much longer. I’ve been working on a new plan with The Black Hearts to rob the town bank. My father taught me about clock work when I was 5 and I’ve learned how to make a mechanism that can open any door even a vault. I finally got it to work and now we’re going to strike.
I’ve made my own bow over the time and made arrows that will paralyze an official with a perfect shot on the right side of the back. I’ve practiced so much that it’s almost impossible for me to miss. I’ve practiced with moving targets, still targets while I’m moving, and moving targets while I’m also moving. Overall I know how to use a bow and some arrows.
We’re ready to go and we’re going in. The distraction is making sure that nobody sees me open the vault. When I open the vault my team scattered and said that the GoG we’re coming and that we’re all screwed. I was too busy drooling over the cash to notice that the GoG was right behind me. I got out my bow and paralyzed about 12 officers but all I remember after that was waking up with 2 cops dragging me into a jail cell. About 2 months later I met Felix Teag and Maritone Teag. We talked about our background stories and how we got thrown in jail. Later a GoG official came up to our jail cell. He said that we had 2 choices that we either join the GoG because of our enormous range of skill or DIE! We chose to join the GoG and the adventure continues at this very moment…
Another idea, maybe gliders? I mean having airship and all, having gliders to fly over to other airship would be AMAZING! But it would take little bit more effort then adding more skills. :S
In Game Name:Kitterex
Age:14
Country of Residence and Time Zone:USA,-8
Define roleplaying with your own words: Being your character instead of playing them.
Role Play Experience:Multiple rp servers(including another,now shut down, steampunk one)
What is your reason to be applying to this server ? I've tried multiple rp servers.They are either unorganized or the atmosphere sucks. This one seems to fix both.
IC:
Name:Gark
Age:20-50
RP Example:After a long day of sewing buttons into jackets, I realized it was pay-day,although it was close to nothing it was the last bit of money I needed to get that quite nice looking hat form the tailor a few blocks down. After collecting the few coins I pull my hobbled together coin purse out and count the coins, making sure not to look a fool asking for something I can't afford. After re counting a few more times I'm sure I have the funds and begin my walk to the tailors. I breath in the heavy smog drifting form the factory I just exited, strangely I always loved the stench of burning coal. As I head down I see a few less than gentlemanly looking fellows come from out of the alleyways holding crude weapons, bats, pipes, and the sort. Before I know it I'm "persuaded" back to into the alleys the crawled out from. They wanted money it was obvious, but I wanted that hat. Thinking fast I pull the crude smoke bomb I made a few months back, a linen sack I filled with some salvaged gunpowder and a bit of powder from one of my more noxious breeds of fungus. I toss it down and hope for the best. I see the hooligans coughing and wheezing and I make my escape.
Bio:Gark is member of a long forgotten race buried under the smog and steel of the rapidly expanding world. He is a large built green man. At first, he was a scavenger, learning that society had no place for him he had to fend for himself;Cultivating mushrooms in the sewers, building gadgets with scrap, and generally getting used to the filth the world leaves behind. A decade or so passes(He wasn't really concerned with the passage of time) and he decided this is not the life he wanted so he decided to move above ground. He did his best to learn of what was expected of a man so that he could be a member of society. He worked odd jobs for a few years and didn't think breaking his back for virtually no pay was much better than mushroom farming in the dump. So he decided to start a caravan he currently just travels and sells goods by himself but hopes to become the worlds most successful philanthropist
I read the lore and it was pretty interesting, but could you explain one thing. How was he a republican-dictator. A republican implies someone who wants a republic which is completely different from a dictatorship. Is he a dictator claiming to be the ruler of a republic or am I missing something?
In Game Name: lonewolf15
Age:16
Country of Residence and Time Zone: USA CST
Define roleplaying with your own words: The act of becoming someone else and adventuring in ways you cannot in real life.
Role Play Experience: I've admin'd on 2 Roleplaying servers and frequently partook in the roleplaying.
What is your reason to be applying to this server ?: I wish to have a large roleplaying experience again.
IC:
Name: Vincentio
Age: 23
RP Example: -Vincentio strode out of his home, shielding his eyes from the bright sun-
"What a nice day to be out." said Vince, looking from side to side across the sprawling city. It had really come back from the uprising.
-Vincentio's Master came out from the Tinkering shop across the street, and waved to him-
"Oi, Vince! Nice day!" Resonated across the houses
-Vince smirked, and started waltzing over to the shop
"Hey Old Man, ready for a nice day of work?" said Vince, jokingly.
Bio: Vincentio was born during the beginning of the uprisings in the Lands. His family wasn't very well off, but they got by. He lived in the war turmoil his whole life, and at 15 finally decided to set out on his own. He wanted to find some way of making money for his family, or at least keep their crops from being stolen by the rebels. He had to travel through the city to find some kind of real job. He wasn't any good at physical labor, but thankfully he was always the smartest around. He would search for knowledge whenever he could, because he knew he would need it some day. He was a decent tinkerer, so he tried to find a job repairing things. He got a job in a tinkerer's shop in the city, and worked there for 8 years. He learned a lot about the clockwork machines that dominated the lands around him, and could work with many of them with his eyes closed. One item he never got to work on was the SPP-MK3. So badly did he want to see the steam chambers that launched the bolts fast enough to kill another man. Sadly, he hated the GoG, and never got a chance to work with the beautiful piece of gears.