I know that not many of you know me ( Strelok_Alvang) But I probably won't be on for a while due to sproute craft not launching and causing lag for my computer. I'll probably be back after march 3rd
Why do you want to be a part of this server?: It looks very fun and ive never been on a server with guns and vehicles it looks awsome. im also i huge RP'r im a LARPer and i RP in most games i play.
Have you read the rules?: yes
IC:
Name: Malcol Finch
Age: 19
RP example: "Malcol we need to find a shelter its getting dark and were running out of food." "ok, come on well stay in that burnt down house till morning." *they walk into the building and sleep. then wake up to 3 men rummageing through there stuff* malcol: "HEY!" *malcol picks up his knife and stabs one of the men in his arm. then another man turns around and hits him with a baseball bat* malcol: "HELP ME OVER HERE!" *malcol looks over to see his friend being shot in the head by one of the men* "NOOOOOO!!!!" *malcol punches the man with a gun. steals the gun then shoots the 3 men, killing them* "im sorry....you were like a brother to me...." *malcol takes everything he can carry then sets of again to roam the wastelands*
Bio: Malcol grew up learning about engineering with his best friend. then got older and learned more about engineering and was tought how to fight. once malcol was 17 his family was killed by bandits, all that lived was him and his best friend...so they set off to wander and survive. 2 yrs later his friend was murdered by the same group of bandits. now hes on his own to survive.
BTW i didnt know what you meant by put a creeper in your app.
OOC -
Name: Nathan
IGN: Audrotas
Age: 22
Why do I want to be part of the server?: I have a great fascination with the Steampunk fantasy, in all things, from art to films to literature. In addition to that, I am an avid role player, having role played in various MMOs as well as in some d20 games. Also, I enjoy Minecraft a great deal.
Rules:
IC -
Name: Braric Revelin
Age: Late 40s
RP: Braric began to slowly stroke his wiry mustache while listening to the boy talk. He footsteps echoed faintly, a hint of malevolence resonating from his stride. Staring at the figure of the boy in front of him, he chuckled, awaiting the next tale to spill out. Never in his life had he heard such blatant lies being spewed from an adolescent's mouth.
"P-please s-sire..." The young teen squirmed in fear, choking on every word as he mumbled. "I-I p-promise, I weren't stealin' nothin'! Y-you hafta believe me!"
Braric spoke coldly, each syllable as harsh and piercing as the next. "There is nothing to believe. You, child, are guilty of theft. Why else would you have had one of my possessions on your person?" His eyes narrowed, leering into the mind of the boy.
"I-it ain't yers?" The boy spoke softly, in a poorly fashioned attempt to outwit Braric, although he knew any attempt was futile.
Bio: Braric is a devious man, there's no doubt about it. His hatred for any sort of authority burns within him, bright as the sun itself. He holds no remorse for any of his actions, and has done many despicable things over his years. He is a well rounded individual, talented in many areas of expertise. His highlighted feats include marvels of engineering, as well as intricate combat experience. Braric could be best described by the alignment 'Chaotic Evil.'
(If it cannot be assumed, yes, I am looking to join the Bones faction.)
OOC:
IGN: Knight55243
Age: 13
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I love steampunk, and I also enjoy roleplaying, so when i saw this on the forums, I decided to apply.
Have you read the rules? YEP
IC:
Name: Johnny
Age: 27
RP example: --The young man named Johnny was walking through his town, when a band of thugs came up to him and demanded his gold-- Johnny: What do you want?
Thugs: We want yer gold!
Johnny: Take it from me if you can...
--The blade would seem to come out of nowhere, as he slashed at two of the thugs, wounding them both-- Johnny: You still want the gold? -He would say and laugh after as the remaining thugs ran, abandoning they're fallen comrades, who then received a bullet to both they're heads-
Bio: A young mercenary from a small town a long ways away from here. He spent his childhood practicing with the blade he was given by his father, before he went to war.
He never saw his father after that fateful day, and spent his teenage years as part of a street gang. Then as he grew older, he realized he was wasting his life with this gang, and ran away to the city, leaving behind a mother, two brothers, and his best friend.
OOC:
IGN:Bigstealth
Age:14
Why do you want to be a part of this server?Well Im interested in the steampunk genre and i need something to do when im bored
Have you read the rules?
IC:
Name:Berric Kamp
Age:28
RP example:Berric walked through the busy streets of New Sera to a bar where he would contact an employer for a job. He busts open the door to find his employer signaling him to a booth in the back of the room. "Alright whats the job?" "Ok theres a guy named Adam he ****ed me over when i loaned him some money.So im gonna need you to kill him and take the money,then we will split 50/50 hows it sound" "Good where is he" "Hes in his little hideout in the outskirts of town you should be able to find it"
Bio:Berric was born to factory worker parents. He lived a decent childhood and started working in the factory when he was about 10 and left his parents when he was 18. He enlisted in the CoG military but then abandoned it 2 years later and bought his own airship,assembled a crew and started doing jobs for the highest bidder. Things were going good for 9 years until his airship crashed kill his entire crew leaving him near death. With him broke we wants to remake the money and buy a new ship.
"Why do you want to be a part of this server?"
Steampunk is a fascinating and often unique perspective on science fiction through means of bringing out the most basic of technology into over-exaggerated and often misconstrued but interesting takes on how exactly things work. It's something I've often looked at in desire of playing within the boundaries of the settings.
"Have you read the rules?"
Yes, I have.
IC: Name: Nikova Kruschef Age: 32 RP example:
Fingers dabbled within exploratory means of developing new technology possessed by Nikova alone. Within the confines of his workshop, he connected brass pipe to brass pipe, cog to cog, and let the steam fog his protective helmet as he brought his contraptions to life. He was no evil man, but he was definitely reclusive and preferred to himself when he was allowed; however, this does not make him some shrewd, socially inept coward.
He has often favored the crossbow as his weapon of choice, using it with great ability and interest. With misguided thoughts rearranged, he went back to his workbench and set his hands down on the edges. "Hm . . ." he hummed thoughtfully, his metallic suit shifting in compensation of his movements.
Finally, he was able to finish his latest idea.
Bio:
He's an engineer by heart, having lived along enough to be an expert at his craft. His architectural finesse has put him ahead in his younger years, but he has grown isolated and detached from the world around him as he has grown older. With his age comes the slow decline of strength, and as such, he defends himself with use of the crossbow.
Within reason, he is brought up to invent his own little things, minor or major, and tends to keep to himself about them purely out of the interest.
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Because I grew bored of Middle Earth themed rp. I was looking for a post-apocalyptic one, but seems it turned into this steampunk one; Worth the try.
Have you read the rules? Indeed, I have read the rules. Most of them are basic stuff, but important after all.
IC:
Name: Jack O'Connell
Age: 25
RP example:
I wake up in my room, sit down, take a few deep breaths and stand up, heading for the wardrobe.
After changing clothes, I go downstairs, grab my sword's belt and ready it just in case. I look out at the window, making sure everything is fine, grab an apple, my satchel and head for the park.
While I read one of my favorite books, I see a homeless kid trying to steal from a couple's picnic. I head there carefully, and "bump" into the kid's way, crouch for my face to be at the same level as his. I then tell him to stop robbing from others, give him a loaf of bread and a fruit from my lunch, and motion him to go for the couple and give back what he stole with a smile.
Laughing slightly at the thought of the previous situation, I head my way for the pub where I work at. Before I get inside, a man is thrown out of the place, breaking through the door and falling unconscious near the street. I made sure the man was alright and dragged him against the wall.
I then stepped inside, nothing out of common, a "standard" bar fight; one of the men involved seems like having hell of a day, the other one is just drunk and stupid.
My friend Richard motions me to follow him to the back of the store. I follow and he shows me one of his last inventions. I spend most of the day polishing the defects on it and helping at the pub.
Bio:
My name is Jack O'Connell. I was born to an unknown family, grew up in a college under the care of the professor Heinrich Rhisewell.
I would spend most of his time listening to the talk of old men and reading books of many types.
At the age of 13, I was able to calculate future events, based on possibilities. I would think of a situation, then possible solutions until he would choose the most coherent path to success.
I never grew thinking of his past, I was taught by Heinrich to always live in the present and immediate future of the world.
At the age of 18, I decided to become part of the army. My motivations were only of helping people from possible threat.
Even though I never went into battle, my skill and proficiency with several types of weapons were amazing. At the age of 23 I left the army.
I've spent the rest of my life doing research and building complex types of weapons with simple basics.
Sometimes, I does guard duty at a friend's pub, unofficial, but without causing any trouble. My love for knowledge is leading me into a great future according to the Professor's words, but yet, I don't know if it's good or bad...
=Sort of hard to know what you meant by re read rules, guess you meant the creeper thingy?
http://www.mediafire.com/?taak905aa2t9xv3
OOC: Kyle
IGN: gamenerdkyle
Age: 15
Why do you want to be a part of this server?: It looks very fun and ive never been on a server with guns and vehicles it looks awsome. im also i huge RP'r im a LARPer and i RP in most games i play.
Have you read the rules?: yes
IC:
Name: Malcol Finch
Age: 19
RP example: "Malcol we need to find a shelter its getting dark and were running out of food." "ok, come on well stay in that burnt down house till morning." *they walk into the building and sleep. then wake up to 3 men rummageing through there stuff* malcol: "HEY!" *malcol picks up his knife and stabs one of the men in his arm. then another man turns around and hits him with a baseball bat* malcol: "HELP ME OVER HERE!" *malcol looks over to see his friend being shot in the head by one of the men* "NOOOOOO!!!!" *malcol punches the man with a gun. steals the gun then shoots the 3 men, killing them* "im sorry....you were like a brother to me...." *malcol takes everything he can carry then sets of again to roam the wastelands*
Bio: Malcol grew up learning about engineering with his best friend. then got older and learned more about engineering and was tought how to fight. once malcol was 17 his family was killed by bandits, all that lived was him and his best friend...so they set off to wander and survive. 2 yrs later his friend was murdered by the same group of bandits. now hes on his own to survive.
BTW i didnt know what you meant by put a creeper in your app.
Are you trolling?
Name: Nathan
IGN: Audrotas
Age: 22
Why do I want to be part of the server?: I have a great fascination with the Steampunk fantasy, in all things, from art to films to literature. In addition to that, I am an avid role player, having role played in various MMOs as well as in some d20 games. Also, I enjoy Minecraft a great deal.
Rules:
IC -
Name: Braric Revelin
Age: Late 40s
RP: Braric began to slowly stroke his wiry mustache while listening to the boy talk. He footsteps echoed faintly, a hint of malevolence resonating from his stride. Staring at the figure of the boy in front of him, he chuckled, awaiting the next tale to spill out. Never in his life had he heard such blatant lies being spewed from an adolescent's mouth.
"P-please s-sire..." The young teen squirmed in fear, choking on every word as he mumbled. "I-I p-promise, I weren't stealin' nothin'! Y-you hafta believe me!"
Braric spoke coldly, each syllable as harsh and piercing as the next. "There is nothing to believe. You, child, are guilty of theft. Why else would you have had one of my possessions on your person?" His eyes narrowed, leering into the mind of the boy.
"I-it ain't yers?" The boy spoke softly, in a poorly fashioned attempt to outwit Braric, although he knew any attempt was futile.
Bio: Braric is a devious man, there's no doubt about it. His hatred for any sort of authority burns within him, bright as the sun itself. He holds no remorse for any of his actions, and has done many despicable things over his years. He is a well rounded individual, talented in many areas of expertise. His highlighted feats include marvels of engineering, as well as intricate combat experience. Braric could be best described by the alignment 'Chaotic Evil.'
(If it cannot be assumed, yes, I am looking to join the Bones faction.)
IGN: Knight55243
Age: 13
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I love steampunk, and I also enjoy roleplaying, so when i saw this on the forums, I decided to apply.
Have you read the rules? YEP
IC:
Name: Johnny
Age: 27
RP example: --The young man named Johnny was walking through his town, when a band of thugs came up to him and demanded his gold-- Johnny: What do you want?
Thugs: We want yer gold!
Johnny: Take it from me if you can...
--The blade would seem to come out of nowhere, as he slashed at two of the thugs, wounding them both-- Johnny: You still want the gold? -He would say and laugh after as the remaining thugs ran, abandoning they're fallen comrades, who then received a bullet to both they're heads-
Bio: A young mercenary from a small town a long ways away from here. He spent his childhood practicing with the blade he was given by his father, before he went to war.
He never saw his father after that fateful day, and spent his teenage years as part of a street gang. Then as he grew older, he realized he was wasting his life with this gang, and ran away to the city, leaving behind a mother, two brothers, and his best friend.
Bio is too short and doesn't include lore
accepted
Bio is short and lore-less, denied
too short
IGN:Bigstealth
Age:14
Why do you want to be a part of this server?Well Im interested in the steampunk genre and i need something to do when im bored
Have you read the rules?
IC:
Name:Berric Kamp
Age:28
RP example:Berric walked through the busy streets of New Sera to a bar where he would contact an employer for a job. He busts open the door to find his employer signaling him to a booth in the back of the room. "Alright whats the job?" "Ok theres a guy named Adam he ****ed me over when i loaned him some money.So im gonna need you to kill him and take the money,then we will split 50/50 hows it sound" "Good where is he" "Hes in his little hideout in the outskirts of town you should be able to find it"
Bio:Berric was born to factory worker parents. He lived a decent childhood and started working in the factory when he was about 10 and left his parents when he was 18. He enlisted in the CoG military but then abandoned it 2 years later and bought his own airship,assembled a crew and started doing jobs for the highest bidder. Things were going good for 9 years until his airship crashed kill his entire crew leaving him near death. With him broke we wants to remake the money and buy a new ship.
is there a reason my app is being deliberately neglected?
Pretty sure I accepted you and Swiss a few pages back
Well the server says im still not whitelisted, and i havnt seen a reply towards me regarding being accepted or not, i dont think swiss got one either.
Post your ign I'll whitelist you when I get home
SkullDeception
Thanks
IGN: Nikova
Age: 17
"Why do you want to be a part of this server?"
Steampunk is a fascinating and often unique perspective on science fiction through means of bringing out the most basic of technology into over-exaggerated and often misconstrued but interesting takes on how exactly things work. It's something I've often looked at in desire of playing within the boundaries of the settings.
"Have you read the rules?"
Yes, I have.
IC:
Name: Nikova Kruschef
Age: 32
RP example:
Fingers dabbled within exploratory means of developing new technology possessed by Nikova alone. Within the confines of his workshop, he connected brass pipe to brass pipe, cog to cog, and let the steam fog his protective helmet as he brought his contraptions to life. He was no evil man, but he was definitely reclusive and preferred to himself when he was allowed; however, this does not make him some shrewd, socially inept coward.
He has often favored the crossbow as his weapon of choice, using it with great ability and interest. With misguided thoughts rearranged, he went back to his workbench and set his hands down on the edges. "Hm . . ." he hummed thoughtfully, his metallic suit shifting in compensation of his movements.
Finally, he was able to finish his latest idea.
Bio:
He's an engineer by heart, having lived along enough to be an expert at his craft. His architectural finesse has put him ahead in his younger years, but he has grown isolated and detached from the world around him as he has grown older. With his age comes the slow decline of strength, and as such, he defends himself with use of the crossbow.
Within reason, he is brought up to invent his own little things, minor or major, and tends to keep to himself about them purely out of the interest.
IGN: Minnan1
Age: 28
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Because I grew bored of Middle Earth themed rp. I was looking for a post-apocalyptic one, but seems it turned into this steampunk one; Worth the try.
Have you read the rules? Indeed, I have read the rules. Most of them are basic stuff, but important after all.
IC:
Name: Jack O'Connell
Age: 25
RP example:
I wake up in my room, sit down, take a few deep breaths and stand up, heading for the wardrobe.
After changing clothes, I go downstairs, grab my sword's belt and ready it just in case. I look out at the window, making sure everything is fine, grab an apple, my satchel and head for the park.
While I read one of my favorite books, I see a homeless kid trying to steal from a couple's picnic. I head there carefully, and "bump" into the kid's way, crouch for my face to be at the same level as his. I then tell him to stop robbing from others, give him a loaf of bread and a fruit from my lunch, and motion him to go for the couple and give back what he stole with a smile.
Laughing slightly at the thought of the previous situation, I head my way for the pub where I work at. Before I get inside, a man is thrown out of the place, breaking through the door and falling unconscious near the street. I made sure the man was alright and dragged him against the wall.
I then stepped inside, nothing out of common, a "standard" bar fight; one of the men involved seems like having hell of a day, the other one is just drunk and stupid.
My friend Richard motions me to follow him to the back of the store. I follow and he shows me one of his last inventions. I spend most of the day polishing the defects on it and helping at the pub.
Bio:
My name is Jack O'Connell. I was born to an unknown family, grew up in a college under the care of the professor Heinrich Rhisewell.
I would spend most of his time listening to the talk of old men and reading books of many types.
At the age of 13, I was able to calculate future events, based on possibilities. I would think of a situation, then possible solutions until he would choose the most coherent path to success.
I never grew thinking of his past, I was taught by Heinrich to always live in the present and immediate future of the world.
At the age of 18, I decided to become part of the army. My motivations were only of helping people from possible threat.
Even though I never went into battle, my skill and proficiency with several types of weapons were amazing. At the age of 23 I left the army.
I've spent the rest of my life doing research and building complex types of weapons with simple basics.
Sometimes, I does guard duty at a friend's pub, unofficial, but without causing any trouble. My love for knowledge is leading me into a great future according to the Professor's words, but yet, I don't know if it's good or bad...
=Sort of hard to know what you meant by re read rules, guess you meant the creeper thingy?