Spoiled this is annoying leave the whitelisting to the whitelisters.
I don't need two posts of the same correction or something.
It's tedious navigating through the thread.
spout isn't 1.1, therefore you can't connect right with spout unless you have changed the jar (Unless it's really updated then I is confused). And the server is vanilla meaning no spout support.
Just use regular minecraft 1.1 to get on main server.
Ooooooh, 1.1, lol my bad, I was thinking that it was 1.0
OOC:
IGN: tayyor
Age: Fourteen.
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Steampunk is still new to me, I came across the genre yesterday, and was instantly in love. If I could be a part of this wonderful theme on minecraft, I would be overjoyed. c:
Have you read the rules? -holds out gold ingot-
IC:
Name: Elliot Percival
Age: 22
RP example:
Clouds floated in an endless stream below, the bright sun lighting our path across the sky. Arms crossed with a fascinated smile, I stared in amazement out of the small, glass window. I'd been on airships plenty of times as a girl, but this was the first time in quite a while. Though I'd done quite a lot of maturing since my last flight, the view was still an image I wouldn't soon forget. I blew the caramel bang from my eye as I turned to face my father. Most called him insane for his choice of lifestyle, but I for one admired him for it. He never cared what others thought of him or his work. He knew he would achieve greatness, and that was good enough for him. He was working on a mutation for the local wildlife. He believed that he could combine animal and machinery to create "super animals" that couldn't be killed in war or in the working industry. It would be unstoppable. Though no one around our area was farming at the time, many people in the west were using their animals for practically every aspect of life, even as means of transportation! Could you imagine actually taming one of the equine, and trusting it to carry you atop its back for such long distances? No, no, that would be madness. Everyone knows that the machines are far more effective. Snapping out of my deep thoughts, I returned my attention to my father. He had many drawings, or "blueprints," of what his creations would look like. I'd never really gotten a good look at them, so I decided that would be what I turned my attention to. My footsteps echoed through the metal structure, causing our canine companions to awake and come trotting over to our sides. They were always so curious of our actions. I stared at the images created with paper and pen, amazed by the scientist's imagination. The drawing showed a young foul with many parts of its body replaced with gears and metal. Steel plating cascaded down the animal's frame, providing a impenetrable armor over the flesh. Its mane was replaced with curved spikes. The thighs looked to be the main power source, consisting of various sized gears. The back thigh was the only exposed part of its body, likely for technical modifications. The eyes were welded on as thick plates with a spiral coming from the center, and ending with a camera. The foal had a very advanced system in its head, which I couldn't possibly begin to explain. I turned back to the viewing deck, knowing my father didn't want to be disturbed with conversation right now. I'd simply have to wait until we landed at our new destination before he would get leave his work. Maybe this new place would provide an opportunity to meet people, and even start a family. But then again, who wants to be tied down?
Bio: Elliot was born to a twenty three year old female, named Elizabeth, and a twenty five year old inventor named Charles. The two had run off together and married against their parents' will. They gave birth to their daughter, Elliot, a few years after marriage. Elliot was always independent and creative, never giving up on her problems. Her parents admired this about her. When Elliot was four years old, however, Elizabeth developed a severe fever and passed on. Charles was crushed, giving up on his works to raise his daughter alone. He did a fair job, though being raised by her father caused Elliot to become a tomboy, which was highly disapproved of by her peers. The young girl always refused to wear a dress, so her father resorted to making her an outfit from a blouse and trousers. He even gave her a pair of his goggles, hoping she would keep it as a memory when she was older. When Charles regained the motivation to invent again, he began to experiment with animals. He tamed many sheep and kept them in a pen outside his house. None of his experiments were successful, and he ended up losing a sheep every day. After becoming very good at taming beasts, the man set out to find a companion for her daughter. He came upon a pack of wolves, singling one out and feeding it until it trusted him. He brought it home as a present for young Eliot, and she was thrilled with her new playmate. She would occupy herself with her pet while her father worked. Their lives were rather uneventful, until ten years later, when they heard about a new colony of sorts. Excited about the possibilities they could have, they set off to buy an airship and stock it with necessary materials. After months of work, they were ready to leave. They arrived in the new area almost a year later, eager to explore.
Here's the re-write. Hoping this name is not taken either.
OOC:
IGN: DragonMasterxJ
Age: 16
Why do you want to be a part of this server? I find Steampunk to be one of the greatest things ever invented, and a minecraft server that includes this? Count me in.
Have you read the rules?
Of course.
IC:
Name: Aleksander Hapsburg (I wonder if anyone gets this other reference)
Age: 16
RP example: Alek and his flight partner Newirk entered the room,closing the door behind them as to avoid suspicion,cutting out the last rays of the sun before they were trapped in the ominus room.In the center,an odd contraption in the shape of a box stood on a table, made entirely of metal and intrinsic designs etched all around. Alek walked up to the box, reaching to touch it, however he never even got close enough before it happened. Alek and Newirk stepped back as the contraption slowly came apart; gears turning, metal struts moving. Soon what had been a small metal box only minutes ago,was now a shiny metal key that seemed to be made of many moving parts itself. Picking up the key, Alek shoved it into his pack without a second thought, only memmerized by its feat of engineering. All of a sudden, alarms started ringing sirens blaring as the intruder alarm was sounded; the sound of guards feet just above.
"What are we going to do now?" asked Newirk.
"Run." replied Alek
Bio:
Prologue
Aleksander Hapsburg in his early childhood days has grown up in the COG kingdom, being an only child living with his father a merchant as his mother had died during childbirth. Alek would mostly help out whenever he could, but mainly played around with the other kids on the street well his dad was gone on long merchant journeys on his airship. However, one day well he was waiting for his father to come back, he recieved a letter stating that his father has been killed; his air ship destroyed during a raid by the Bones. Unable to believe this, Alek joined a transport ship that was going to travel by the said place where his father's ship had crashed, hopeful to get proof in his own eyes. Travelling by the marked zone, Alek saw the rubble that use to be his fathers ship, the grim realization settling in. Before he could react anymore however, the airships sirens began ringing, and as Alek looked up, he saw an air frigate bearing the colors of The Concordium.
As Alek stepped on deck shouts and cries flurried around him; soldiers getting ready for the upcoming battle. The two ships clashed, cannons echoed from every direction, each side trying to bash the other into oblivion. Before Alek knew it, Concordian's were flooding the decks of the transport ship, shouting wildly as they charged the transport men. Abruptly a rope and a large flintlock were shoved into his hands by one of the soldiers, pushing him to join the group launching a counter-attack on the Concordium ship.
Alek landed on the ships deck with a hard thud, letting his rope fall back into the gap between the two ships. As the other soldiers rushed on to suprise the Concordian's, he was left to gape at the scene that lay before him. Seeing a Concordian about to fire explosive rounds into the transport, Alek leveled his pistol at the man, priming it for fire. Squeezing the trigger, what happened in the next few moments Alek barely understood. A massive amount of recoil from the shot sent him flying backwards into the cold metal of the ship, the blow knocking him unconsious.
I love the reference, and we have a Dylan/Deryn Sharp in CoG, but I don't think that taking the false name of a fictional son of Archduke Franz Ferdinand is original.
<3 Leviathan. Accepted.
OOC:
IGN: tayyor
Age: Fourteen.
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Steampunk is still new to me, I came across the genre yesterday, and was instantly in love. If I could be a part of this wonderful theme on minecraft, I would be overjoyed. c:
Have you read the rules? -holds out gold ingot-
IC:
Name: Elliot Percival
Age: 22
RP example:
Clouds floated in an endless stream below, the bright sun lighting our path across the sky. Arms crossed with a fascinated smile, I stared in amazement out of the small, glass window. I'd been on airships plenty of times as a girl, but this was the first time in quite a while. Though I'd done quite a lot of maturing since my last flight, the view was still an image I wouldn't soon forget. I blew the caramel bang from my eye as I turned to face my father. Most called him insane for his choice of lifestyle, but I for one admired him for it. He never cared what others thought of him or his work. He knew he would achieve greatness, and that was good enough for him. He was working on a mutation for the local wildlife. He believed that he could combine animal and machinery to create "super animals" that couldn't be killed in war or in the working industry. It would be unstoppable. Though no one around our area was farming at the time, many people in the west were using their animals for practically every aspect of life, even as means of transportation! Could you imagine actually taming one of the equine, and trusting it to carry you atop its back for such long distances? No, no, that would be madness. Everyone knows that the machines are far more effective. Snapping out of my deep thoughts, I returned my attention to my father. He had many drawings, or "blueprints," of what his creations would look like. I'd never really gotten a good look at them, so I decided that would be what I turned my attention to. My footsteps echoed through the metal structure, causing our canine companions to awake and come trotting over to our sides. They were always so curious of our actions. I stared at the images created with paper and pen, amazed by the scientist's imagination. The drawing showed a young foul with many parts of its body replaced with gears and metal. Steel plating cascaded down the animal's frame, providing a impenetrable armor over the flesh. Its mane was replaced with curved spikes. The thighs looked to be the main power source, consisting of various sized gears. The back thigh was the only exposed part of its body, likely for technical modifications. The eyes were welded on as thick plates with a spiral coming from the center, and ending with a camera. The foal had a very advanced system in its head, which I couldn't possibly begin to explain. I turned back to the viewing deck, knowing my father didn't want to be disturbed with conversation right now. I'd simply have to wait until we landed at our new destination before he would get leave his work. Maybe this new place would provide an opportunity to meet people, and even start a family. But then again, who wants to be tied down?
Bio: Elliot was born to a twenty three year old female, named Elizabeth, and a twenty five year old inventor named Charles. The two had run off together and married against their parents' will. They gave birth to their daughter, Elliot, a few years after marriage. Elliot was always independent and creative, never giving up on her problems. Her parents admired this about her. When Elliot was four years old, however, Elizabeth developed a severe fever and passed on. Charles was crushed, giving up on his works to raise his daughter alone. He did a fair job, though being raised by her father caused Elliot to become a tomboy, which was highly disapproved of by her peers. The young girl always refused to wear a dress, so her father resorted to making her an outfit from a blouse and trousers. He even gave her a pair of his goggles, hoping she would keep it as a memory when she was older. When Charles regained the motivation to invent again, he began to experiment with animals. He tamed many sheep and kept them in a pen outside his house. None of his experiments were successful, and he ended up losing a sheep every day. After becoming very good at taming beasts, the man set out to find a companion for her daughter. He came upon a pack of wolves, singling one out and feeding it until it trusted him. He brought it home as a present for young Eliot, and she was thrilled with her new playmate. She would occupy herself with her pet while her father worked. Their lives were rather uneventful, until ten years later, when they heard about a new colony of sorts. Excited about the possibilities they could have, they set off to buy an airship and stock it with necessary materials. After months of work, they were ready to leave. They arrived in the new area almost a year later, eager to explore.
Please use the regular size, this is hard to read.
But accepted.
Cheer up Thermal, here's a song that fits you and your bf lode.
"We found love in a hopeless place" (VRP)
Heard you banned me (IP banned) and commando and everyone cause you guys freaked we'll change into steampunk theme.
Well you can play, but it will be vanilla. Barely anyone on the temp map.
No I didnt ban you guys, when the vault ended I said to lode on steam Muwhahahaha Im going to ban everyone , But he couldnt tell I was joking thats why he told you I did
I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO IP BAN
No I didnt ban you guys, when the vault ended I said to lode on steam Muwhahahaha Im going to ban everyone , But he couldnt tell I was joking thats why he told you I did
I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO IP BAN
That's pretty much how it went, but still, even if you didn't IP ban Rev, Commando etc. who did? And also like Rev said, you are very immature and disrespecting at times. I know you're not a bad person, but you need to be more mature, like, alot more mature. So that's the advice from your trusty bf :tongue.gif:
That's pretty much how it went, but still, even if you didn't IP ban Rev, Commando etc. who did? And also like Rev said, you are very immature and disrespecting at times. I know you're not a bad person, but you need to be more mature, like, alot more mature. So that's the advice from your trusty bf :tongue.gif:
I don't need two posts of the same correction or something.
It's tedious navigating through the thread.
Thanks I thought you said something like that
I'm done playing for today but I'll hop on to whitelist
You wait for a whitelister to come on, and you don't say that this app isn't good you suggest improvements, but that gets annoying too
a paypal not set up yet
I wasn't being a white lister I was trying to help some one who clearly hadn't quite understood what was required
Ooooooh, 1.1, lol my bad, I was thinking that it was 1.0
Rev want to post pictures for the patient man?
Not yet, wanna keep you guys surprised.
We'll pull out some screenies once we're close to launch.
IGN: tayyor
Age: Fourteen.
Why do you want to be a part of this server? Steampunk is still new to me, I came across the genre yesterday, and was instantly in love. If I could be a part of this wonderful theme on minecraft, I would be overjoyed. c:
Have you read the rules? -holds out gold ingot-
IC:
Name: Elliot Percival
Age: 22
RP example:
Clouds floated in an endless stream below, the bright sun lighting our path across the sky. Arms crossed with a fascinated smile, I stared in amazement out of the small, glass window. I'd been on airships plenty of times as a girl, but this was the first time in quite a while. Though I'd done quite a lot of maturing since my last flight, the view was still an image I wouldn't soon forget. I blew the caramel bang from my eye as I turned to face my father. Most called him insane for his choice of lifestyle, but I for one admired him for it. He never cared what others thought of him or his work. He knew he would achieve greatness, and that was good enough for him. He was working on a mutation for the local wildlife. He believed that he could combine animal and machinery to create "super animals" that couldn't be killed in war or in the working industry. It would be unstoppable. Though no one around our area was farming at the time, many people in the west were using their animals for practically every aspect of life, even as means of transportation! Could you imagine actually taming one of the equine, and trusting it to carry you atop its back for such long distances? No, no, that would be madness. Everyone knows that the machines are far more effective. Snapping out of my deep thoughts, I returned my attention to my father. He had many drawings, or "blueprints," of what his creations would look like. I'd never really gotten a good look at them, so I decided that would be what I turned my attention to. My footsteps echoed through the metal structure, causing our canine companions to awake and come trotting over to our sides. They were always so curious of our actions. I stared at the images created with paper and pen, amazed by the scientist's imagination. The drawing showed a young foul with many parts of its body replaced with gears and metal. Steel plating cascaded down the animal's frame, providing a impenetrable armor over the flesh. Its mane was replaced with curved spikes. The thighs looked to be the main power source, consisting of various sized gears. The back thigh was the only exposed part of its body, likely for technical modifications. The eyes were welded on as thick plates with a spiral coming from the center, and ending with a camera. The foal had a very advanced system in its head, which I couldn't possibly begin to explain. I turned back to the viewing deck, knowing my father didn't want to be disturbed with conversation right now. I'd simply have to wait until we landed at our new destination before he would get leave his work. Maybe this new place would provide an opportunity to meet people, and even start a family. But then again, who wants to be tied down?
Bio: Elliot was born to a twenty three year old female, named Elizabeth, and a twenty five year old inventor named Charles. The two had run off together and married against their parents' will. They gave birth to their daughter, Elliot, a few years after marriage. Elliot was always independent and creative, never giving up on her problems. Her parents admired this about her. When Elliot was four years old, however, Elizabeth developed a severe fever and passed on. Charles was crushed, giving up on his works to raise his daughter alone. He did a fair job, though being raised by her father caused Elliot to become a tomboy, which was highly disapproved of by her peers. The young girl always refused to wear a dress, so her father resorted to making her an outfit from a blouse and trousers. He even gave her a pair of his goggles, hoping she would keep it as a memory when she was older. When Charles regained the motivation to invent again, he began to experiment with animals. He tamed many sheep and kept them in a pen outside his house. None of his experiments were successful, and he ended up losing a sheep every day. After becoming very good at taming beasts, the man set out to find a companion for her daughter. He came upon a pack of wolves, singling one out and feeding it until it trusted him. He brought it home as a present for young Eliot, and she was thrilled with her new playmate. She would occupy herself with her pet while her father worked. Their lives were rather uneventful, until ten years later, when they heard about a new colony of sorts. Excited about the possibilities they could have, they set off to buy an airship and stock it with necessary materials. After months of work, they were ready to leave. They arrived in the new area almost a year later, eager to explore.
I love the reference, and we have a Dylan/Deryn Sharp in CoG, but I don't think that taking the false name of a fictional son of Archduke Franz Ferdinand is original.
<3 Leviathan. Accepted.
Please use the regular size, this is hard to read.
But accepted.
No I didnt ban you guys, when the vault ended I said to lode on steam Muwhahahaha Im going to ban everyone , But he couldnt tell I was joking thats why he told you I did
I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO IP BAN
That's pretty much how it went, but still, even if you didn't IP ban Rev, Commando etc. who did? And also like Rev said, you are very immature and disrespecting at times. I know you're not a bad person, but you need to be more mature, like, alot more mature. So that's the advice from your trusty bf :tongue.gif:
I hope you mean Bestfriend...............
Of course i do :3