Photos of any creations you have made (MAXIMUM OF 5, links are acceptable): http://www.planetminecraft.com/member/ninjatonyz/ ( I can make more projects/buildings later )
Are you trained with using World Edit/Voxel Sniper?: (Yes or no. If yes, tell which or if you know both.)Yes to World Edit
IGN - QiTony
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Depends
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Yes
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - I'm bored and I want to build stuff.
Name - Endras
Race - Wood Elf
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example -
Guard - " No lollygaggin' "
Endras - " ... "
Guard - " Did someone steal your sweet roll? "
Endras - Looks at guard. " ... "
Guard - " I used to be an adventurer like you... Until I took an arrow to the knee. "
Endras - Pulls out a bow. Pulls back the string. Shoots guard in the knee.
Endras is wanted in Whiterun. Bounty - 1000
( I don't know what else to say... )
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - As a child, Endras witnessed the death of his parents. He and his brother were the only survivors from the raid of their town. They ran away and lived in forests and trees. They hunted for food and are skilled in archery. At the age of 17, they got lost while hunting. Endras eventually made it to Skyrim. He wants to start a new life. He's been watched by the Dark Brotherhood because of his archery, tactics, and sneakiness.
IGN - lodewijkbob
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Like 1 hour a day, more on the weekend.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I have it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account info.
Why do you want to join our server? - Because i love Skyrim, and i love you Ossy :tongue.gif:
Name - Pierre Armanterri
Race - Breton
Age - 35
Gender - Male
RP example - *sits by a fire* "Why do people get disgusted by necromancy so easily?"
*Two men in white robes walk up to him* "We are with the order of Dibella, and we heard you practice necromancy"
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" *stands up and readies magic*
"Yes, we do!" *they ready their magic*
"I'll enjoy this!" *summons zombies and runs into a cave*
"Stop right there!" *They try to fight the zombies*
*laughs as he hears them cry in pain* "You'll never catch me!"
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Pierre grew up in a small village. All was well, until he started to practice magic. It wasn't bad, but then he stumbled upon The Dark Arts. The more he learned about it, the more he started to shut himself off from the rest of the village. At first the people didn't think much of it, but then there would be times they wouldn't see him for days, sometimes weeks. When they hadn't seen him for a month, they decided to look for him. Three days later, they found him in a cave deep inside the forest next to the village, surrounded by the corpses of animals, which he had been trying to resurrect. Among the bodies were the farmer's chickens and cows, and wild wolves from inside the forest. When Pierre noticed them, he ran deeper into the cave. The villagers chased him, only to find the resurrected body of the former village chief. They tried to fight him, but even though the chief was old, he was the best swordsman the village had known. They whole search party was killed. Pierre then made them his own little undead army, and made for the village. He let his zombies hunt for food. After three days, he found the village. But keeping his army undead had cost him great amounts of power, and has he stumbled into the village, he fell to his knees. Before he went unconscious, he tried to say a sentence, but didn't get farther than: "Kill...", then he fell to the ground, exhausted. His minions, obeying his last command, killed everyone in the village. When the last villager fell, the zombies fell too, for they had completed their task. Shortly after that, Pierre regained consciousness. He stood up, only to fall to his knees again, crying after he saw what he had done. He went to his parents' house, only to have his suspiscions confirmed. He then resurrected his parents, just so he could give them a hug. Then he ran, just ran. He didn't know where he was going, only that he needed to get away from the village.
Now, after being rejected and chased out of towns countless times, he has grown into a bitter man. Now, as a last resort, he travelled to Skyrim, hoping to find likeminded people.
IGN - NaughtyMaid
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Atleast 5 At most 15
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - No, but I can get it, if needed.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I love Skryim and I love Minecraft. So maybe together it will be more awesome.
Name - Frezch Rienne
Race - Dark Elf
Age - 35
Gender - Male
RP example - Citizen "I hope you can control that fire"
Frezch - Looks back at Riften and sees an uncontrolable fire. "Yep, it's fine."
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Hailing from Morrowind, he isn't used to the freezing terrain of Skryim, and is confused about the many different enemies lurking in the shadows. He took to looting and slowly grew to murdering anything in his way to keep his addiction to Skooma alive and well. He joined the Forsworn and was thrown in Cidhna Mine for being with them. After serving his time, he left Markarth and traveled to Solitude where he joined the East Empire Company in traveling goods to and from Skyrim.
Agent1947. Do not allow this person on your server. He has been reported multiple times for thinking that because we turned down his application in which he killed a Dragon with ice and a Troll with a couple firebolts. Also he has disrespected alot of our forum users. He thinks he knows so much about Elder Scrolls when he doesn't he put in his app he cured Vampirism and alot of other things.