If you put it into a code block ([.code] [./code] without the periods) then the spacing is kept :smile.gif:
I think the data needs further amending though since I originally included some people that were not, at least at the time, whitelisted. If/when I next update my prior data (got an excel file) I'll include only people that're on the most updated whitelist I can find.... Or did you do that already? xD
I just totalled up the applications and ignored the few that were outright rejected/had new york as their birthplace.
But Kevins (i think thats immortalus, correct me if im wrong) whitelist didnt have me on it so i figured i wasnt accepted.
Hm. Maybe he forgot? or he's being picky.
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I was talking about female CHARACTERS, I know I'm not alone girl. Thankfully! =D Your character is male as far as I remember O:
On a second note: Sitting in school currently, even though I'm not having any exams today. Everybody's got Fs and D's so far... And I was hoping for a A or a B... I think I better keep dreaming =D
Basics
Minecraft User Name:Nelluc20
How long have you been playing SMP?:Around 7 months now
Do you have RP Experience?:yes i do i have played in many rp games and a few minecraft rps
What is your birthday?: 1/12/1996
Role Play
Character Name:Cullen Denarian
Character Race: Human
Character Description: His skin is slightly tanned from the labor he has done building and defending much lands of his distant memories which are now gone from the world.
Character Bio: Cullen Is a very curious warrrior all ways getting into fights because his curiosity of the night and the nether.
Character History: Cullens Curiosity helped him greatly when he stumbled into the nether and found mountians of riches, he became a strong warrior with the more extensive training he could buy. Unfortuneately all was lost to him when the village he founded out among the woods was burned down by a plauge of ghats that infected his land. he had to move away but not to far he moved to the nearest human emcampment. A circle of light mages fought back the ghasts and sealed the portal that Cullen went into as a teenager.
Character Class: Warrior
Place of Birth: (At this point you CANNOT be born in Immortalus, as only men have been there so far.)Imperilus
I read rule 3: Cupcakes.
arent archers scouts in a way? except rookie scouts with no experience?
edit: fail i started 18 XD oh and sorry if im being a nuisence just ignore me if im getting annoying or my questions sound stupid just really excited :cool.gif:
I got to change my background.. I thought it was obvious Rhea was a woman! :tongue.gif:
I just think it's my reading skills that are failing me! I remember looking over your app and thinking: "A girl with a male character. Cool."
Exams are probably the cause. Sorry! =p
I just think it's my reading skills that are failing me! I remember looking over your app and thinking: "A girl with a male character. Cool."
Exams are probably the cause. Sorry! =p
ohh nice! i got out of school last tuesday hehehe :tongue.gif:
I dropped out of college like 2 years ago :tongue.gif:
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Updating the background for personal tastes.
Still working on the «Background story» part.
First Name: Andrea
Minecraft User Name: Sharkgrin
How long have you been playing SMP?: A heck while!
Do you have RP Experience?: I've been roleplaying on forums, games, and on paper with friends since I was little.
What is your birthday?: M/D/Y 09/07/1987
Role Play
Character Name: Rhea Hekates
Character Race: Demon
Character Description: The northern winds blew from across the frozen vales, caressing with their chilly breeze her silken black hair. From aback, flew the bristling fringes to the whims of the cold flurry before resting their slick ends upon her back. Wind gusts whispered as she sent her gaze at the sun, turning around quickly, whipping the jet black mane about. Her azure slithed eyes scanning the horizon, their fiendish yet inviting peek matching the sky coloured strands ending her mane. Atop the peak, the woman motioned slowly to cover her already cloth covered lips. She breathed short gasps of hot hair in her palms to dismiss the pain of her frosted hands. Two strips of an angora scarf now flew violently to the angst of the snowstorm arising. She walked a slow requiem to her secluded abode.
The door slammed open, wood creaking like a pained tree falling to its demise. The vested figure stepped in quickly before struggling with the coldsnap forcing her door unshut. Odd muffled grunts escaped her lips as she finally locked the wooden frame shut. Her body dropped back against the ground, collapsing gently to sit in the doorway with her knees half folded and her lying against the wall. Exhausted, she sighed after a few pants and got up to her feet. Slowly removing the outerwear as she headed for the fireplace, she poked the ardent charcoal until its cinder catched ablaze.
A cup of warming tea infusing, her frame went for the desk leaving to sight her unlikely features. Her soft ash-gray skin shown no flaw, no bruise, an inhuman perfection only broken by the few markings tracing her derm. Wick lit, the candle giving a flickering glow could reveal her smile as she grabbed a plume pen. It was sly, distendedly omnious in its composition of the sharpest blades shut tight. Frightening, the sincere smile was betrayed by the demonic nature it revealed. Simply enjoying her comfort, the girl's appearance constrasted strikingly to her gentle and soft gestures.
On the paper, one could read many words. The notes were written in different forms, letters sometimes exotic, sometimes otherworldy.
And on the numerous papers.. Could one read :
Character Bio:Dear fate.
As I roamed the lands for vivres, my aching heart brought me back to dismayed thoughts. How could it be I amidst the many souls asunder, was choosen to rise? I remember vaguely the bliss of her divine sight, the grasps of the inferno try desperately to bring me back. Her words I could not understand by hear but by heart when she gave me a new hope.
...
Why was it I among the many tortured? For so many atrocities I commited, worse be that I enjoyed inflicting them. The cries, screams and angsty pleads of the dead still reaches my ears when I slumber. The bones cracking and flesh crisped from burning as I could hear their last gasp exit their ashen corpses. It is as if my heart still pounds to the drums of hell, to the poundings of innocent plundered.
Aste~, this joy I feel inside, scares me.
Whenever I remember, during the nightmares, I see myself but it's someone else.. I see their tears of blood and that 'monster' is smiling so naturally..
That can'T be me.
I can't.
scribblings follow the rest of the paper as if the writer dropped the pen, collapsing asleep.
Another paper read ..:
Dear fate.
I haven't seen many people around lately. I don't know where I am exactly and there's no city I could see anywhere near. I'm confident there's still civilisation not so far because I did catch some hunter-trappers fetching rabbits amidst the pines. I'm sorry.
I couldn't resolve to meet anyone.
That scar still burns so hot.
Aste~ I don't know if I can still keep up to the faith, but I will do all I can. It's just.. Hard. How can they trust me to be of the faithful if I look like a demon?! I know even I wouldn't have before.. Not even you mother!
But I'll try tomorrow. I'm not going to live alone forever am I?!
If I don't come back..
Some traces of blood can be seen trailing across the paper by then ;
Dear Fate.
I hate bandits.
Then another.. ;
Dear Vana.
Do you remember when we used to play and run in the temple? I still remember.
Mother did nothing to stop us and the followers kept glaring, and we'd just call them names before running fast!
I still remember it all.
You know?
I wonder where your little invention is now..
You remember that little wooden bird? It flew by itself!
I remember it flying high.
And that boat we rode on with through the canals.
When we lost it to the sea's currents, I thought, maybe I'll see it soaring again!
I wish.
...
We were some pests you and me.
Thank you for all this.
As for the last, tipped and folded on a corner of the desk..
I HATE THEM
I HATE THEM
CURSE
CURSE
CURSE
MONSTERS
Filth in me.
The filth in me!
The vice, the scar, it burns!
Oh gods..
I'll kill them all one day.
All of them.
Character History: Rhea was born an only child to a priestess in a land now forgotten. In those times, mistrust, disease and war wreaked havoc upon the men of the lands, leaving the worthy to the dogs of petty wars and violent risings. As sole successor to Asteria, priestess alone and only to prevent the madness from reaching their last bastion of peace, Rhea followed her mother on the path of the faithful. Yet, upon the fall of the sacred city and the trespass of her mother, the young priestess to-be sought revenge to both men and gods. The divine punished her for her insolence and cast the city into a blaze of flames, leaving Rhea to behold their wrath in horror before ending her own life in the dysphoria of the event.
Acursed to the underworld, Rhea submitted to the horrors of the Nether and in her sojourn to its hellish depts, became herself part of the wicked. Her tortured soul tainted by felons, she turned on them and on the condemned to avoid her own dismay ; the monstrosities and atrocities commited left her once kind heart to wither and her faith to turn into dementia.
But melancholy had filled one of they whom she served once, for the Divine bewatched her sorrow as each ounce of her humanity left her to be filled by the painful blaze of the infernal realm. Goddess amongst them, preserved be her name, for her hand reached amidst the depths of the Nether to offer absolution. Choosing to accept the divine's blessing, Rhea instilled the wrath of the demon lord who claimed himself as master of her soul and who marked her forever with a vicious scar to the left eye. Now back to the lands of men, still tainted by the blood of demons in her veins, Rhea was offered one last hope to return on the path of the faithful.
And I don't go to school anymore, I just turn up for exams and leave again :tongue.gif:
I dropped out because I was mentally burned out. Plus, I couldn't see myself welding for the rest of my life.
When I do go back, me and my girlfriend will be taking game design classes together.
On a side note: All who wish to work on the dwarven city, pm me your email and i'll send the floor plans as they are right now. Critiquing is welcome as it can enhance the way the city turns out.
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I've got a building idea that I found on youtube that I wanna try at some point. It'll require redstone. If it works it'll be one of the coolest places in town. If it doesn't then we'll have lots of spare redstone... and possibly a laggy server if it isn't dismantled...
I just totalled up the applications and ignored the few that were outright rejected/had new york as their birthplace.
Hm. Maybe he forgot? or he's being picky.
I was talking about female CHARACTERS, I know I'm not alone girl. Thankfully! =D Your character is male as far as I remember O:
On a second note: Sitting in school currently, even though I'm not having any exams today. Everybody's got Fs and D's so far... And I was hoping for a A or a B... I think I better keep dreaming =D
I will join you in the building of a grand Dwarf City, as my character has ambitions to do so.
Basics
Minecraft User Name:Nelluc20
How long have you been playing SMP?:Around 7 months now
Do you have RP Experience?:yes i do i have played in many rp games and a few minecraft rps
What is your birthday?: 1/12/1996
Role Play
Character Name:Cullen Denarian
Character Race: Human
Character Description: His skin is slightly tanned from the labor he has done building and defending much lands of his distant memories which are now gone from the world.
Character Bio: Cullen Is a very curious warrrior all ways getting into fights because his curiosity of the night and the nether.
Character History: Cullens Curiosity helped him greatly when he stumbled into the nether and found mountians of riches, he became a strong warrior with the more extensive training he could buy. Unfortuneately all was lost to him when the village he founded out among the woods was burned down by a plauge of ghats that infected his land. he had to move away but not to far he moved to the nearest human emcampment. A circle of light mages fought back the ghasts and sealed the portal that Cullen went into as a teenager.
Character Class: Warrior
Place of Birth: (At this point you CANNOT be born in Immortalus, as only men have been there so far.)Imperilus
I read rule 3: Cupcakes.
edit: fail i started 18 XD oh and sorry if im being a nuisence just ignore me if im getting annoying or my questions sound stupid just really excited :cool.gif:
No? :ohmy.gif:
I got to change my background.. I thought it was obvious Rhea was a woman! :tongue.gif:
I just think it's my reading skills that are failing me! I remember looking over your app and thinking: "A girl with a male character. Cool."
Exams are probably the cause. Sorry! =p
You still have exams? Poor you!
?
I got two exams left. Already been to three. That's what I mean. =)
ohh nice! i got out of school last tuesday hehehe :tongue.gif:
I dropped out of college like 2 years ago :tongue.gif:
And I don't go to school anymore, I just turn up for exams and leave again :tongue.gif:
I've been outta school for a few weeks so no exams for me :biggrin.gif:
I still got two years left on my Electrical Engineering undegrad degree. Hardest **** I've ever taken in my life >.>
Seriously though, I need to start the SOCO (Secret Organisation of Corporate Oppressors). Fun times are ahead.
@Sharkgrin I just thought of something. What if Rhea only went into the Nether to stop other people doing so? That would make a interesting character.
Also, could someone give us an idea of what types of ingredients we would need to learn an ability?
Still working on the «Background story» part.
First Name: Andrea
Minecraft User Name: Sharkgrin
How long have you been playing SMP?: A heck while!
Do you have RP Experience?: I've been roleplaying on forums, games, and on paper with friends since I was little.
What is your birthday?: M/D/Y 09/07/1987
Role Play
Character Name: Rhea Hekates
Character Race: Demon
Character Description: The northern winds blew from across the frozen vales, caressing with their chilly breeze her silken black hair. From aback, flew the bristling fringes to the whims of the cold flurry before resting their slick ends upon her back. Wind gusts whispered as she sent her gaze at the sun, turning around quickly, whipping the jet black mane about. Her azure slithed eyes scanning the horizon, their fiendish yet inviting peek matching the sky coloured strands ending her mane. Atop the peak, the woman motioned slowly to cover her already cloth covered lips. She breathed short gasps of hot hair in her palms to dismiss the pain of her frosted hands. Two strips of an angora scarf now flew violently to the angst of the snowstorm arising. She walked a slow requiem to her secluded abode.
The door slammed open, wood creaking like a pained tree falling to its demise. The vested figure stepped in quickly before struggling with the coldsnap forcing her door unshut. Odd muffled grunts escaped her lips as she finally locked the wooden frame shut. Her body dropped back against the ground, collapsing gently to sit in the doorway with her knees half folded and her lying against the wall. Exhausted, she sighed after a few pants and got up to her feet. Slowly removing the outerwear as she headed for the fireplace, she poked the ardent charcoal until its cinder catched ablaze.
A cup of warming tea infusing, her frame went for the desk leaving to sight her unlikely features. Her soft ash-gray skin shown no flaw, no bruise, an inhuman perfection only broken by the few markings tracing her derm. Wick lit, the candle giving a flickering glow could reveal her smile as she grabbed a plume pen. It was sly, distendedly omnious in its composition of the sharpest blades shut tight. Frightening, the sincere smile was betrayed by the demonic nature it revealed. Simply enjoying her comfort, the girl's appearance constrasted strikingly to her gentle and soft gestures.
On the paper, one could read many words. The notes were written in different forms, letters sometimes exotic, sometimes otherworldy.
And on the numerous papers.. Could one read :
Character Bio: Dear fate.
As I roamed the lands for vivres, my aching heart brought me back to dismayed thoughts. How could it be I amidst the many souls asunder, was choosen to rise? I remember vaguely the bliss of her divine sight, the grasps of the inferno try desperately to bring me back. Her words I could not understand by hear but by heart when she gave me a new hope.
...
Why was it I among the many tortured? For so many atrocities I commited, worse be that I enjoyed inflicting them. The cries, screams and angsty pleads of the dead still reaches my ears when I slumber. The bones cracking and flesh crisped from burning as I could hear their last gasp exit their ashen corpses. It is as if my heart still pounds to the drums of hell, to the poundings of innocent plundered.
Aste~, this joy I feel inside, scares me.
Whenever I remember, during the nightmares, I see myself but it's someone else.. I see their tears of blood and that 'monster' is smiling so naturally..
That can'T be me.
I can't.
scribblings follow the rest of the paper as if the writer dropped the pen, collapsing asleep.
Another paper read ..:
Dear fate.
I haven't seen many people around lately. I don't know where I am exactly and there's no city I could see anywhere near. I'm confident there's still civilisation not so far because I did catch some hunter-trappers fetching rabbits amidst the pines. I'm sorry.
I couldn't resolve to meet anyone.
That scar still burns so hot.
Aste~ I don't know if I can still keep up to the faith, but I will do all I can. It's just.. Hard. How can they trust me to be of the faithful if I look like a demon?! I know even I wouldn't have before.. Not even you mother!
But I'll try tomorrow. I'm not going to live alone forever am I?!
If I don't come back..
Some traces of blood can be seen trailing across the paper by then ;
Dear Fate.
I hate bandits.
Then another.. ;
Dear Vana.
Do you remember when we used to play and run in the temple? I still remember.
Mother did nothing to stop us and the followers kept glaring, and we'd just call them names before running fast!
I still remember it all.
You know?
I wonder where your little invention is now..
You remember that little wooden bird? It flew by itself!
I remember it flying high.
And that boat we rode on with through the canals.
When we lost it to the sea's currents, I thought, maybe I'll see it soaring again!
I wish.
...
We were some pests you and me.
Thank you for all this.
As for the last, tipped and folded on a corner of the desk..
I HATE THEM
I HATE THEM
CURSE
CURSE
CURSE
MONSTERS
Filth in me.
The filth in me!
The vice, the scar, it burns!
Oh gods..
I'll kill them all one day.
All of them.
Character History: Rhea was born an only child to a priestess in a land now forgotten. In those times, mistrust, disease and war wreaked havoc upon the men of the lands, leaving the worthy to the dogs of petty wars and violent risings. As sole successor to Asteria, priestess alone and only to prevent the madness from reaching their last bastion of peace, Rhea followed her mother on the path of the faithful. Yet, upon the fall of the sacred city and the trespass of her mother, the young priestess to-be sought revenge to both men and gods. The divine punished her for her insolence and cast the city into a blaze of flames, leaving Rhea to behold their wrath in horror before ending her own life in the dysphoria of the event.
Acursed to the underworld, Rhea submitted to the horrors of the Nether and in her sojourn to its hellish depts, became herself part of the wicked. Her tortured soul tainted by felons, she turned on them and on the condemned to avoid her own dismay ; the monstrosities and atrocities commited left her once kind heart to wither and her faith to turn into dementia.
But melancholy had filled one of they whom she served once, for the Divine bewatched her sorrow as each ounce of her humanity left her to be filled by the painful blaze of the infernal realm. Goddess amongst them, preserved be her name, for her hand reached amidst the depths of the Nether to offer absolution. Choosing to accept the divine's blessing, Rhea instilled the wrath of the demon lord who claimed himself as master of her soul and who marked her forever with a vicious scar to the left eye. Now back to the lands of men, still tainted by the blood of demons in her veins, Rhea was offered one last hope to return on the path of the faithful.
Character Class: Light Mage
Place of Birth: A forgotten place (or Cratisha)
I read rule 3 : Strawberry Cupcapkes. :wink.gif:
I dropped out because I was mentally burned out. Plus, I couldn't see myself welding for the rest of my life.
When I do go back, me and my girlfriend will be taking game design classes together.
On a side note:
All who wish to work on the dwarven city, pm me your email and i'll send the floor plans as they are right now. Critiquing is welcome as it can enhance the way the city turns out.