Minecraft User Name:joabkonovar Age:22 Character Name:Joab Character Age:24 Character Gender:Male
- Character Bio -
Joab was born to the tribal nation of Tohopekaliga, a group of almost wild natives in control of a large peninsula to the Mainland. Most of the village people were loud and boisterous, showing off their latest trophies of the hunt, or even the wars which certainly were not unheard of. Every son was obligatorily entered into combat training at a young and tender age, though the training itself was not necessarily thorough. A large portion of the boys would usually end up as warriors, running around in thick layers of painted leather armor, brandishing whatever form of weapon they could get their hands on, leaning strongly towards swords if the materials could be found. Joab was not lost on the skill of swordplay, but was more sporting with it than his companions. He was silent most of the time, but somehow popular because of it along with his ability to scope out upcoming complications. He was definitely the most skilled of the local chapter's scouts and had been promoted to the head of his small group faster than anyone had before. Donning all patchwork black and white cow hide, keeping the fur for coloration, he was the one to easily stick out among a group, but also disappear among the shadows. The only close relationship he held was with the woman to whom he'd been betrothed, only to lose her in a devastating raid from a neighboring and aggressive nation.
RP Ability: Beginner [This is a strange medium for me] Why I want to join: It's not something I've done before, but have been greatly interested for a while now.
- RP Sample -
Opening his eyes had been a painful and uneasy feat on its own, forcing himself up off of the hard wooden floor of this alien environment wasn't much better. He could feel the tingling in his joints from the reopening of blood vessels and the new establishment of circulation to his limbs, all quite unpleasant, right along with the pressure in the forefront of his skull, pulsing with pain signals to his mind. It was not long though before his vision had begun to return, and he could feel the grain in the planks under him. What had happened? Where was he? He slowly removed his rump from the floor, stabilizing his stance with a nearby workbench that did not share the rough craftsmanship of those from his home. "This could be... Interesting," he uttered under his breath.
... What pillows?
You're application is under deliberation, please be patient!
Character Name: Reptillian (It's easier for me to recognize someone is talking to me since I use this name for everything)
Character Age: 24
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Reptillian had wanted to be a pyromancer ever since he was a little kid. Upon his 16th birthday he was selected by the great Archmage Quasar, his mentor since he was a child, to be his apprentice. He had been training with him for 6 years until his master fell victim to his greatest rival, Balthazar. Reptillian vowed his revenge and has been continuing his training without his master ever since so that one day he can defeat Balthazar once and for all.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Intermediate
Why I want to join: I recently left a server and i particularly like role play servers
RP Sample: He woke up in a heap on the ground. He was badly injured and was bleeding out fast. He felt cold, alone but he did not want to die. He used his last remaining strength to crawl to the side of the dirt path hoping someone would find him before it was too late.Once he reached the side of the road he rolled into a ditch.He felt safer but the blood loss made him become dizzy and black out. He woke up in the ditch with his injuries healed. He did not know who helped him or why but he did know that he was going to find out who had stabbed him and left hm for dead, and he was going to make them pay for what they had done.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
Reptillian awoke startled and immediately sat up in bed to find he was in a small hut. He was confused and disoriented. He felt a throbbing pain in his stomach; he reached down and discovered his stomach was wrapped in gauze; he discovered his head was in similar condition. He didn't remember much but he remembered his training to be a Pyromancer and what the evil mage Balthazar had done to his master, Quasar. He laid back down on the bed and looked out a nearby window. He saw a small town that looked vaguely familiar; he wondered where he had seen it before... Before he could ponder it more an old lady approached him and said to him, "Oh good you're awake!" He responded by asking the old lady many questions but she simply responded, "All in good time... All in good time..." She gave him a strange liquid to drink and told him it would help him get better. he drank it and started to doze off. As he fell asleep the old lady turned around and walked away. As she departed she said ,"Goodnight..." mysteriously.When he woke up the lady was nowhere to be found and he was feeling much better. The gauze around his stomach and head were gone; along with all signs of his injuries except for a scar on his stomach in the shape of a fireball. He touched it in wonder and to his surprise it felt hot. He wondered how something like this could be possible, but then again, he was training to be a Pyromancer. He got out of bed and walked out of the hut...
Minecraft User Name:DanJesper
Age:12
Character Name:Solembum
Character Age:16
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio:Solembum grew up in an elven village, in an elven house, with elf parents. He was a normal elf boy in a normal elf village. But when Solembum was 9 years old, he went to the forest nearby, and saw a creeper. That creeper gave him a long scar, and when the curer of the village came to find mushrooms, she found Solembum. Dying Solembum. The curer made an alert, and Solembum was saved by the potions of the mage and curer. Then Solembum's father made a decision: the boy was not allowed to leave the village. Solembum cried the whole rest of the day, because his only place of peace was in the forest.
Solembum grew up, and he started hunting. His forest-denial did not exist, because he was 14. When he got his first bow, he was so happy that he was jumping to the roof, and went right trough it. That was the time he noticed that the attic was really dusty.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner):I think I'm Intermediate.
Why I want to join: I am very curious and I'd like to try new things. And I <3 Roleplaying!
RP Sample:
Solembum wakes up in a small hut. He thinks:''What? I must be still asleep...'' But then he tries to pinch himself and says:''No, I'm not asleep. Where the heck am I!?''
Nobody answers.
''****! I am stuck in a hut miles away from civilization! What next?'' Solembum notices that the door is not locked. He sees a forest. Every compass point, a forest.''I... I want out of here!''He yells. But nobody answers.
P.S: My Skype is Dandidondi.And the pillow doesn't count.
I assume that Solembum is a reference to the werecat Solembum from the Inheritance Cycle?
While I do certainly have a great deal of patience, one cannot help but become anxious at the possibility of any attribute triggering a need for extended deliberation.
I saw that a certain member's application was denied twice for the same reason and I feel that the same opinion might be formulated on my own ill-prepared submission.
While Joab is capable of holding his own in combat, his primary training focus was scouting, or reconnaissance, as opposed to combat. He has more of a tendency to separate himself from his adversary if possible, rather than hold his ground. The only exception to this would be in the instance that the life of another is at stake. He is not vengeful or even significantly afflicted over the loss of his bride-to-be, but the tragedy has become the foundation of his new outlook and mission statement. He fights for honor, not glory, and will take no trophy other than the satisfaction of having actively protected another less combat-worthy being.
Again, I do have a great deal of patience, my intention being only that any false interpretations be belayed during the period in which the application is being considered.
No, I do not always talk like this, but sometimes it just happens...
Minecraft User Name: Nedwilco
Age: 17
Character Name: Ethral
Character Age: 13
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio:
I was born into a poverty stricken group of nomads that roamed the forest area. As i travelled i became withdrawn and preferred my own company than the company of others. I just lazed around the forest, relaxing when one day I heard a shout from the woods, in the opposite direction of my tribes camp. I ran off in the direction of the yell to find an old man, being attacked by men that had FIRE in their hands, shooting it at the old man. I was so surprised all I could do was watch, my mouth gaping. I stared in horror as the old man seemed to weaken, then stop moving. The fire man started to move off, then, to their horror, roots ripped out from the ground and swallowed all five men whole. The old man stirred and I came forward with a healing salve i had learn to make myself. As I approached the man, he looked up knowingly. I treated him and in a couple of days he was as good as new. The man taught me how he made the trees work for him and explained the fire men. I just sat, enthralled by his story and swore to become the best Lumomancer in the history of man.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: I have been anticpating a server like this and have pounced on the oppurtunity to join. I love your ideas and plugins and hope to be playing soon.
RP Sample:
A man. A man without a shirt. That was all the pyromancers saw the night ethral attacked. I snuck in through the camp by jumping off a tree, over the watch guards. I didnt kill the watch guards as I had no quarrel with them. But i did have a quarrel with their employer and would stop at nothing to end his continual forest burning.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
After my character Ethral woke up he would probably scavenge whatever he could from the building and leave the house to continue his constant wanderings of the land...
"A pillow doesn't count"!
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"I once had a future... Now I have minecraft... " The word spoken by Jamsieboy, the saviour.
omg i just wrote a MASSIVE application then copied it so i could look at the key phrase thing cause i forgot it and then i couldnt re paste it!
fml
I know! It's horrible when that happens, and you can't even rewrite it with the same fire as you did the original! Gah... You're writing style has a noticeable degree of literacy, but I would like to offer that a third person point of view usually has a better effect of accentuating that language.
While I do certainly have a great deal of patience, one cannot help but become anxious at the possibility of any attribute triggering a need for extended deliberation.
I saw that a certain member's application was denied twice for the same reason and I feel that the same opinion might be formulated on my own ill-prepared submission.
While Joab is capable of holding his own in combat, his primary training focus was scouting, or reconnaissance, as opposed to combat. He has more of a tendency to separate himself from his adversary if possible, rather than hold his ground. The only exception to this would be in the instance that the life of another is at stake. He is not vengeful or even significantly afflicted over the loss of his bride-to-be, but the tragedy has become the foundation of his new outlook and mission statement. He fights for honor, not glory, and will take no trophy other than the satisfaction of having actively protected another less combat-worthy being.
Again, I do have a great deal of patience, my intention being only that any false interpretations be belayed during the period in which the application is being considered.
No, I do not always talk like this, but sometimes it just happens...
No need to worry, by deliberation I mean giving us time for both admins to view and formulate opinions on your application. With it being finals week for most of us college students time to do things like this is at a very minimum. We will get to you shortly. :smile.gif:
Minecraft User Name: Nedwilco
Age: 17
Character Name: Ethral
Character Age: 13
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio:
I was born into a poverty stricken group of nomads that roamed the forest area. As i travelled i became withdrawn and preferred my own company than the company of others. I just lazed around the forest, relaxing when one day I heard a shout from the woods, in the opposite direction of my tribes camp. I ran off in the direction of the yell to find an old man, being attacked by men that had FIRE in their hands, shooting it at the old man. I was so surprised all I could do was watch, my mouth gaping. I stared in horror as the old man seemed to weaken, then stop moving. The fire man started to move off, then, to their horror, roots ripped out from the ground and swallowed all five men whole. The old man stirred and I came forward with a healing salve i had learn to make myself. As I approached the man, he looked up knowingly. I treated him and in a couple of days he was as good as new. The man taught me how he made the trees work for him and explained the fire men. I just sat, enthralled by his story and swore to become the best Lumomancer in the history of man.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: I have been anticpating a server like this and have pounced on the oppurtunity to join. I love your ideas and plugins and hope to be playing soon.
RP Sample:
A man. A man without a shirt. That was all the pyromancers saw the night ethral attacked. I snuck in through the camp by jumping off a tree, over the watch guards. I didnt kill the watch guards as I had no quarrel with them. But i did have a quarrel with their employer and would stop at nothing to end his continual forest burning.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
After my character Ethral woke up he would probably scavenge whatever he could from the building and leave the house to continue his constant wanderings of the land...
"A pillow doesn't count"!
Your application is under deliberation please be patient! :smile.gif:
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
9/16/2011
Posts:
51
Minecraft:
BROWNIE98
Member Details
Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio:as i was born, my town was food stricken, with poverty and dispare, my Mother died of hunger, my dad was the only one who could take me in, to protect me, to nurture, to care for me. When i was about 16. My Father was sent to war with the Mayan colony on the east shores, i was devastated, in that to weeks of his diserpearance, i went MAD!, i left my place, i knew of the dangers of the outside world, but i was never a person who wanted friends and family to be there for me, ive always been a loner, that was everyone at school said, i hated school, i hated life, i rathered living life to the fullist, no boundries, no people bossing me arond or caring for me, i was the lonely one, no wolf, no nuisance could stop me, no life, no work could bring me down, no giftness no caring could slow me down, because i was the Lonely One.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: i like to walk in the night, wandering and hunting for my own needs, nothing weighing me down, nothing to stop me, NOTHING!
Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio:as i was born, my town was food stricken, with poverty and dispare, my Mother died of hunger, my dad was the only one who could take me in, to protect me, to nurture, to care for me. When i was about 16. My Father was sent to war with the Mayan colony on the east shores, i was devastated, in that to weeks of his diserpearance, i went MAD!, i left my place, i knew of the dangers of the outside world, but i was never a person who wanted friends and family to be there for me, ive always been a loner, that was everyone at school said, i hated school, i hated life, i rathered living life to the fullist, no boundries, no people bossing me arond or caring for me, i was the lonely one, no wolf, no nuisance could stop me, no life, no work could bring me down, no giftness no caring could slow me down, because i was the Lonely One.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: i like to walk in the night, wandering and hunting for my own needs, nothing weighing me down, nothing to stop me, NOTHING!
Minecraft User Name: saintbunnard
Age: 14
Character Name: Laurie Evans
Character Age: 17
Character Gender: female
RP Sample:
It is the year 106 PD. The planet once known as Earth has been ravaged by a devastating nuclear war over a century ago, and very few humans remain. The sun has almost become a red giant, and has already engulfed Mercury and Venus. Its heat is unbearable, and the few scientists that are left predict that Earth, too, will be consumed in a matter of decades.
All records of previous life have been destroyed in the war, but this mattered to very few people. It is all they can do to maintain an existence in this harsh, new climate. The human race is about to be wiped out of existence at last, after continuing to survive for millions of years.
Character Bio:
Laurie Evans was born into this chaotic world, but unlike the others, she has never become accustomed to it. Although she, too, must struggle to stay alive, Laurie has an inexplicable curiosity about the past. She spends rare her free time wondering about what life was like for the people thousands of years ago, and thinking about how to get out of such a hostile environment.
The people Post Destruction have become largely nomadic, and during her travels, Laurie comes across a very mysterious ancient man. He claims to remember times pre-destruction, when humans were safe, and life was taken for granted.
The man approved of Laurie’s interest in history, and the two of them traveled together for months and discussed topics ridiculed by other people of the time. The man eventually became too old to hunt or gather, and others in his tribe begin to conspire against him. They felt that he and Laurie are not doing enough to be allowed to stay in the tribe.
The two were ambushed a few weeks later, and severely injured. The tribe moved on without them. The man was about to die when he reveals that he had the power to move in both space and time. As he died, he accidentally transported Laurie to a place both extremely ancient and very far away.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Beginner
Why I want to join: Although I am not extremely experienced with RP, I really like the idea. It sounds like an amazing server.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
Laurie sat up and shivered. It was cold here. So very cold…
Something small and white raining down from the sky, pelting her through the holes of the small hut’s roof.
And the sun. It was not massive and fiery red, but small, and calm, and yellow. No, that was impossible. Laurie couldn’t think straight. Where was she? What had happened? Questions without answers filled her mind, and she started to panic.
Laurie bolted out of the small, wooden hut, and was about twenty feet away when she became aware of a sharp pain in her lag. She froze for an instant as she remembered the frantic battle that led to the man’s death.
She tried to calm down, and become aware of her surroundings. There was no one in sight, and the freezing white blanket had gotten thicker.
Reluctantly, she hobbled back to the hut to seek refuge until the storm had passed.
Just note guys. The two owners are going through college tests right now, so they are a little busy, and may not have the time yet to look over your posts in detail.
Thank you all for applying! Our current members were right in informing you about our final exams. I am currently in my last week of my Bachelor's degree and have been pretty swamped. Everything is slowing down now, so both ComeClarity1 (Kriz) and myself (Balroth) will be on much more frequently.
I was very impressed with the following applications:
joabkonovar "Jaob"
Nedwilco "Ethral"
saintbunnard "Laurie Evans"
All of you showed very extensive creativity and a natural aptitude to what this server is all about. We all look forward to welcoming you to Dalencourt! You will be white-listed within the hour. Just FYI, you will not receive a class until officially meeting with a Sage online (I believe in the original post it is listed as ArchMage. They're synonymous.). Until then, however, you are more than welcome to become acquainted with the land and other inhabitants. Again, welcome!
I would like the following applicant to re-apply:
BROWNIE98
It looks like you're more than capable to contribute to our story, however it seems like you're missing the time era that we're trying to live in. Please review other accepted applications, preferably those who were just accepted, and follow their lead. We're looking forward to your next application.
The following applicants were unfortunately denied:
Reptillian12
DanJesper
Both of you lacked the certain...vigor we were looking for in members. You are more than welcome to re-apply, however your initial application was pretty far off from what we're looking for. Thank you very much for your interest.
Character Bio: Tanith was born in the Village of Magna, Of the Venris Province. His father was a proud warrior, while his mother helped run a tavern. Tanith took the oath of the warrior when he was young, the down of a man's beard barely gracing his chin. He studied the way of the sword, the axe, and the bow alongside the other youths, soon surpassing them in both physical and mental skill. On his fifteenth year, Tanith and the rest of the young warriors were inducted, passing every rite and ritual one must to become a man.
within years, Tanith became one of his villages best warriors, Gaining fame in his village -as well as several others- for His acts of reckless heroism, such as Slaying Forscythe, the infamous Ice Giant.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Somewhere between beginner and intermediate. But I can type with proper spelling and syntax, and have a profound knowledge of medieval customs and lore.
Why I want to join: Long story short, I was on another RP server (name withheld) as staff, and became bored. There was nothing to do at the top.
RP Sample: With a lurch, Tanith awoke. He was in a dark tent, shivering from the cold. His thick fur robes had been replaced with damp sackcloth, the ground cold beneath him. His head swam, The young warrior unable to think straight. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten there, nor where "There" was. All he could remember was a river, he'd taken a drink, and then blackness. Tanith looked about for a weapon, but of course, he could find none. Instead, the man picked up a sharp, black rock that was just a bit bigger than his fist.
The warrior stood, and the world slowed to a stop beneath him. He could feel His head becoming clearer as his blood began to flow again. He opened the tent flap, looking for any sort of guards, or anyone in general. He saw none, his only companion the bright full moon. Tanith quietly picked his way from shadow to shadow, His powerful form concealed by the darkness, the cold black stone in his hand.
soon, Tanith saw a dark figure emerge from one tent. A great, bearlike man in his mid thirties came forwards, and began walking towards the now empty tent Tanith had been in, a large stone axe in his hands. The young Man moved faster to the edge of the camp, Fleeing into the night. Behind him, Tanith could hear shouts and hollers as the band figured out their bounty was escaping. By the time the foes had mustered, Tanith was long gone, disappearing like smoke into the dark forests.
Edit: I just realized that a pillow doesn't count.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
9/16/2011
Posts:
51
Minecraft:
BROWNIE98
Member Details
Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio: In a forest near a dangerous, but quiet Norman village, I had revenge, to get back at the Normans. They banished me from their rum soaked chambers. I was having my 21 birthday party at a nearby bar, but these people started brutally punching an old man outside as I started to walk home. I was not the type to let this kind of things happen to poor, troubled people. I crazily and brutally bashed one of the men, after this I was thrown into prison. I was not surprised that I got kicked into this dump, I was ashamed of myself, I disobeyed my family and my friends who were with me at the celebration.
As I was in the forest, I started to miss my family, I wished they wouldn’t take this problem so seriously, take it to heart. Me, trying to help a man in trouble. These fellow Normans were not so fellow, as they sent me out of the village like a dog with no owner, I was helpless, no essentials that could help me through the dark bushland. They will pay, pay with their blood.
In those 2 months of mining and travelling for weaponry, I finally made it to the village gate. I saw two guards in towers above me, I loaded my crossbow, ready to fire at the foe. As I was ready to fire I saw my mother through the holes in the gate. I stopped and dropped my weapon, startled. This alerted the guards and suddenly they fired with their sharpened spears, they hit me, I stopped, my whole world stated to turn black…
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, she ran, she didnt stop, the investergator did not find her,
EVER
Thank you all for applying! Our current members were right in informing you about our final exams. I am currently in my last week of my Bachelor's degree and have been pretty swamped. Everything is slowing down now, so both ComeClarity1 (Kriz) and myself (Balroth) will be on much more frequently.
I was very impressed with the following applications:
joabkonovar "Jaob"
Nedwilco "Ethral"
saintbunnard "Laurie Evans"
All of you showed very extensive creativity and a natural aptitude to what this server is all about. We all look forward to welcoming you to Dalencourt! You will be white-listed within the hour. Just FYI, you will not receive a class until officially meeting with a Sage online (I believe in the original post it is listed as ArchMage. They're synonymous.). Until then, however, you are more than welcome to become acquainted with the land and other inhabitants. Again, welcome!
I would like the following applicant to re-apply:
BROWNIE98
It looks like you're more than capable to contribute to our story, however it seems like you're missing the time era that we're trying to live in. Please review other accepted applications, preferably those who were just accepted, and follow their lead. We're looking forward to your next application.
The following applicants were unfortunately denied:
Reptillian12
DanJesper
Both of you lacked the certain...vigor we were looking for in members. You are more than welcome to re-apply, however your initial application was pretty far off from what we're looking for. Thank you very much for your interest.
Character Bio: Tanith was born in the Village of Magna, Of the Venris Province. His father was a proud warrior, while his mother helped run a tavern. Tanith took the oath of the warrior when he was young, the down of a man's beard barely gracing his chin. He studied the way of the sword, the axe, and the bow alongside the other youths, soon surpassing them in both physical and mental skill. On his fifteenth year, Tanith and the rest of the young warriors were inducted, passing every rite and ritual one must to become a man.
within years, Tanith became one of his villages best warriors, Gaining fame in his village -as well as several others- for His acts of reckless heroism, such as Slaying Forscythe, the infamous Ice Giant.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Somewhere between beginner and intermediate. But I can type with proper spelling and syntax, and have a profound knowledge of medieval customs and lore.
Why I want to join: Long story short, I was on another RP server (name withheld) as staff, and became bored. There was nothing to do at the top.
RP Sample: With a lurch, Tanith awoke. He was in a dark tent, shivering from the cold. His thick fur robes had been replaced with damp sackcloth, the ground cold beneath him. His head swam, The young warrior unable to think straight. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten there, nor where "There" was. All he could remember was a river, he'd taken a drink, and then blackness. Tanith looked about for a weapon, but of course, he could find none. Instead, the man picked up a sharp, black rock that was just a bit bigger than his fist.
The warrior stood, and the world slowed to a stop beneath him. He could feel His head becoming clearer as his blood began to flow again. He opened the tent flap, looking for any sort of guards, or anyone in general. He saw none, his only companion the bright full moon. Tanith quietly picked his way from shadow to shadow, His powerful form concealed by the darkness, the cold black stone in his hand.
soon, Tanith saw a dark figure emerge from one tent. A great, bearlike man in his mid thirties came forwards, and began walking towards the now empty tent Tanith had been in, a large stone axe in his hands. The young Man moved faster to the edge of the camp, Fleeing into the night. Behind him, Tanith could hear shouts and hollers as the band figured out their bounty was escaping. By the time the foes had mustered, Tanith was long gone, disappearing like smoke into the dark forests.
Edit: I just realized that a pillow doesn't count.
Your post is under deliberation, Please be patient. Thank you.
Character Bio: Tanith was born in the Village of Magna, Of the Venris Province. His father was a proud warrior, while his mother helped run a tavern. Tanith took the oath of the warrior when he was young, the down of a man's beard barely gracing his chin. He studied the way of the sword, the axe, and the bow alongside the other youths, soon surpassing them in both physical and mental skill. On his fifteenth year, Tanith and the rest of the young warriors were inducted, passing every rite and ritual one must to become a man.
within years, Tanith became one of his villages best warriors, Gaining fame in his village -as well as several others- for His acts of reckless heroism, such as Slaying Forscythe, the infamous Ice Giant.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Somewhere between beginner and intermediate. But I can type with proper spelling and syntax, and have a profound knowledge of medieval customs and lore.
Why I want to join: Long story short, I was on another RP server (name withheld) as staff, and became bored. There was nothing to do at the top.
RP Sample: With a lurch, Tanith awoke. He was in a dark tent, shivering from the cold. His thick fur robes had been replaced with damp sackcloth, the ground cold beneath him. His head swam, The young warrior unable to think straight. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten there, nor where "There" was. All he could remember was a river, he'd taken a drink, and then blackness. Tanith looked about for a weapon, but of course, he could find none. Instead, the man picked up a sharp, black rock that was just a bit bigger than his fist.
The warrior stood, and the world slowed to a stop beneath him. He could feel His head becoming clearer as his blood began to flow again. He opened the tent flap, looking for any sort of guards, or anyone in general. He saw none, his only companion the bright full moon. Tanith quietly picked his way from shadow to shadow, His powerful form concealed by the darkness, the cold black stone in his hand.
soon, Tanith saw a dark figure emerge from one tent. A great, bearlike man in his mid thirties came forwards, and began walking towards the now empty tent Tanith had been in, a large stone axe in his hands. The young Man moved faster to the edge of the camp, Fleeing into the night. Behind him, Tanith could hear shouts and hollers as the band figured out their bounty was escaping. By the time the foes had mustered, Tanith was long gone, disappearing like smoke into the dark forests.
Edit: I just realized that a pillow doesn't count.
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Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio: In a forest near a dangerous, but quiet Norman village, I had revenge, to get back at the Normans. They banished me from their rum soaked chambers. I was having my 21 birthday party at a nearby bar, but these people started brutally punching an old man outside as I started to walk home. I was not the type to let this kind of things happen to poor, troubled people. I crazily and brutally bashed one of the men, after this I was thrown into prison. I was not surprised that I got kicked into this dump, I was ashamed of myself, I disobeyed my family and my friends who were with me at the celebration.
As I was in the forest, I started to miss my family, I wished they wouldn’t take this problem so seriously, take it to heart. Me, trying to help a man in trouble. These fellow Normans were not so fellow, as they sent me out of the village like a dog with no owner, I was helpless, no essentials that could help me through the dark bushland. They will pay, pay with their blood.
In those 2 months of mining and travelling for weaponry, I finally made it to the village gate. I saw two guards in towers above me, I loaded my crossbow, ready to fire at the foe. As I was ready to fire I saw my mother through the holes in the gate. I stopped and dropped my weapon, startled. This alerted the guards and suddenly they fired with their sharpened spears, they hit me, I stopped, my whole world stated to turn black…
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, she ran, she didnt stop, the investergator did not find her,
EVER
I regret to inform you that your application has been denied. The content is not quite what we are looking for and you forgot to add something. Feel free to reapply after viewing the rules/lore and other applications that were accepted. Thank you for your interest in Dalencourt RP.
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Join Date:
9/16/2011
Posts:
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Member Details
Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name: bruthrea
Character Age:17
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Bruthrea was born in a food stricken town, near the ethrar mountains. this person had a simple life, everyday he would go to do his daily shopping requirements and also buy things and gather for his fellow people, but the king of this town was not happy of his helping and his support of this colony, these things he did made king angry to kill this person right there with the whole town watching, this king was a pyromancer.
Fire burst from this kings hands ready to blaze his victim, but the fellow guards of this king disallowed this further action pravail. everyday in the town was the same, not many interesting celebrations ordays off happened, the king always said we cant take dayys off working because food is scares and we need as much as we can.the people did not understand this concept, the people gathered in a back street and planned a strike in the morning.
In the morning, Bruthrea felt a quite sureness in his stomach, he felt this was not a good idea. all the people of the town got up early, the torches that they were holding were lighting the streets, the people yelled for more fairness and less time with work because our family dont see us as much as they should.
This strike went for hours, the king was full of anger, he started to yell out things that are needed to keep our town safe and also about poverty in our town, but the people had heard it all before, the guards started with force, these guards were using fire, many of our people were getting burnt untill they came to a hult, the king yelled who is the leader of this strike, everbody was stricken with fear as they pointed at me, i yelled plz dont hurt me but the king just yelled back, hes mine!, he punched me down with his firey hands, my face was grazed with one punch, then he took me up the top of mount faith, i thought my people would save, would help me get out of this prediciment, but they just stand there, some cried, some just didnt give a dam. the king threw me like a rag doll off the the sheer downside of
the mountain, it was over for me but it was not over for the rein for this greedy king.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news back in the city, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her wedding ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, My mother knew i was a giver not a taker, she said to herself why did he leave the city for a job,
,my wife ran away, they didnt know were she went , the investergator did not find her.
Minecraft User Name: BROWNIE98
Age:17
Character Name: bruthrea
Character Age:17
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Bruthrea was born in a food stricken town, near the ethrar mountains. this person had a simple life, everyday he would go to do his daily shopping requirements and also buy things and gather for his fellow people, but the king of this town was not happy of his helping and his support of this colony, these things he did made king angry to kill this person right there with the whole town watching, this king was a pyromancer.
Fire burst from this kings hands ready to blaze his victim, but the fellow guards of this king disallowed this further action pravail. everyday in the town was the same, not many interesting celebrations ordays off happened, the king always said we cant take dayys off working because food is scares and we need as much as we can.the people did not understand this concept, the people gathered in a back street and planned a strike in the morning.
In the morning, Bruthrea felt a quite sureness in his stomach, he felt this was not a good idea. all the people of the town got up early, the torches that they were holding were lighting the streets, the people yelled for more fairness and less time with work because our family dont see us as much as they should.
This strike went for hours, the king was full of anger, he started to yell out things that are needed to keep our town safe and also about poverty in our town, but the people had heard it all before, the guards started with force, these guards were using fire, many of our people were getting burnt untill they came to a hult, the king yelled who is the leader of this strike, everbody was stricken with fear as they pointed at me, i yelled plz dont hurt me but the king just yelled back, hes mine!, he punched me down with his firey hands, my face was grazed with one punch, then he took me up the top of mount faith, i thought my people would save, would help me get out of this prediciment, but they just stand there, some cried, some just didnt give a dam. the king threw me like a rag doll off the the sheer downside of
the mountain, it was over for me but it was not over for the rein for this greedy king.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news back in the city, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her wedding ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, My mother knew i was a giver not a taker, she said to herself why did he leave the city for a job,
,my wife ran away, they didnt know were she went , the investergator did not find her.
Your application is under deliberation, please be patient. I see a huge gap in quality between your character bio and RP sample. Be sure to watch your punctuation...nobody wants to see 11 commas in 2 sentences.
Awesome, I wont be really active until thursday afternoon/ friday. I got a few big exams Wed and thursday morning. So i'll be dead for a while.
You're application is under deliberation, please be patient!
Age: 14
Character Name: Reptillian (It's easier for me to recognize someone is talking to me since I use this name for everything)
Character Age: 24
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Reptillian had wanted to be a pyromancer ever since he was a little kid. Upon his 16th birthday he was selected by the great Archmage Quasar, his mentor since he was a child, to be his apprentice. He had been training with him for 6 years until his master fell victim to his greatest rival, Balthazar. Reptillian vowed his revenge and has been continuing his training without his master ever since so that one day he can defeat Balthazar once and for all.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Intermediate
Why I want to join: I recently left a server and i particularly like role play servers
RP Sample: He woke up in a heap on the ground. He was badly injured and was bleeding out fast. He felt cold, alone but he did not want to die. He used his last remaining strength to crawl to the side of the dirt path hoping someone would find him before it was too late.Once he reached the side of the road he rolled into a ditch.He felt safer but the blood loss made him become dizzy and black out. He woke up in the ditch with his injuries healed. He did not know who helped him or why but he did know that he was going to find out who had stabbed him and left hm for dead, and he was going to make them pay for what they had done.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
Reptillian awoke startled and immediately sat up in bed to find he was in a small hut. He was confused and disoriented. He felt a throbbing pain in his stomach; he reached down and discovered his stomach was wrapped in gauze; he discovered his head was in similar condition. He didn't remember much but he remembered his training to be a Pyromancer and what the evil mage Balthazar had done to his master, Quasar. He laid back down on the bed and looked out a nearby window. He saw a small town that looked vaguely familiar; he wondered where he had seen it before... Before he could ponder it more an old lady approached him and said to him, "Oh good you're awake!" He responded by asking the old lady many questions but she simply responded, "All in good time... All in good time..." She gave him a strange liquid to drink and told him it would help him get better. he drank it and started to doze off. As he fell asleep the old lady turned around and walked away. As she departed she said ,"Goodnight..." mysteriously.When he woke up the lady was nowhere to be found and he was feeling much better. The gauze around his stomach and head were gone; along with all signs of his injuries except for a scar on his stomach in the shape of a fireball. He touched it in wonder and to his surprise it felt hot. He wondered how something like this could be possible, but then again, he was training to be a Pyromancer. He got out of bed and walked out of the hut...
I assume that Solembum is a reference to the werecat Solembum from the Inheritance Cycle?
I saw that a certain member's application was denied twice for the same reason and I feel that the same opinion might be formulated on my own ill-prepared submission.
While Joab is capable of holding his own in combat, his primary training focus was scouting, or reconnaissance, as opposed to combat. He has more of a tendency to separate himself from his adversary if possible, rather than hold his ground. The only exception to this would be in the instance that the life of another is at stake. He is not vengeful or even significantly afflicted over the loss of his bride-to-be, but the tragedy has become the foundation of his new outlook and mission statement. He fights for honor, not glory, and will take no trophy other than the satisfaction of having actively protected another less combat-worthy being.
Again, I do have a great deal of patience, my intention being only that any false interpretations be belayed during the period in which the application is being considered.
No, I do not always talk like this, but sometimes it just happens...
fml
Age: 17
Character Name: Ethral
Character Age: 13
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio:
I was born into a poverty stricken group of nomads that roamed the forest area. As i travelled i became withdrawn and preferred my own company than the company of others. I just lazed around the forest, relaxing when one day I heard a shout from the woods, in the opposite direction of my tribes camp. I ran off in the direction of the yell to find an old man, being attacked by men that had FIRE in their hands, shooting it at the old man. I was so surprised all I could do was watch, my mouth gaping. I stared in horror as the old man seemed to weaken, then stop moving. The fire man started to move off, then, to their horror, roots ripped out from the ground and swallowed all five men whole. The old man stirred and I came forward with a healing salve i had learn to make myself. As I approached the man, he looked up knowingly. I treated him and in a couple of days he was as good as new. The man taught me how he made the trees work for him and explained the fire men. I just sat, enthralled by his story and swore to become the best Lumomancer in the history of man.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: I have been anticpating a server like this and have pounced on the oppurtunity to join. I love your ideas and plugins and hope to be playing soon.
RP Sample:
A man. A man without a shirt. That was all the pyromancers saw the night ethral attacked. I snuck in through the camp by jumping off a tree, over the watch guards. I didnt kill the watch guards as I had no quarrel with them. But i did have a quarrel with their employer and would stop at nothing to end his continual forest burning.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
After my character Ethral woke up he would probably scavenge whatever he could from the building and leave the house to continue his constant wanderings of the land...
"A pillow doesn't count"!
I know! It's horrible when that happens, and you can't even rewrite it with the same fire as you did the original! Gah...
You're writing style has a noticeable degree of literacy, but I would like to offer that a third person point of view usually has a better effect of accentuating that language.
No need to worry, by deliberation I mean giving us time for both admins to view and formulate opinions on your application. With it being finals week for most of us college students time to do things like this is at a very minimum. We will get to you shortly. :smile.gif:
Your application is under deliberation please be patient! :smile.gif:
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio:as i was born, my town was food stricken, with poverty and dispare, my Mother died of hunger, my dad was the only one who could take me in, to protect me, to nurture, to care for me. When i was about 16. My Father was sent to war with the Mayan colony on the east shores, i was devastated, in that to weeks of his diserpearance, i went MAD!, i left my place, i knew of the dangers of the outside world, but i was never a person who wanted friends and family to be there for me, ive always been a loner, that was everyone at school said, i hated school, i hated life, i rathered living life to the fullist, no boundries, no people bossing me arond or caring for me, i was the lonely one, no wolf, no nuisance could stop me, no life, no work could bring me down, no giftness no caring could slow me down, because i was the Lonely One.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: i like to walk in the night, wandering and hunting for my own needs, nothing weighing me down, nothing to stop me, NOTHING!
"A pillow dosen't count"
Age: 14
Character Name: Laurie Evans
Character Age: 17
Character Gender: female
RP Sample:
It is the year 106 PD. The planet once known as Earth has been ravaged by a devastating nuclear war over a century ago, and very few humans remain. The sun has almost become a red giant, and has already engulfed Mercury and Venus. Its heat is unbearable, and the few scientists that are left predict that Earth, too, will be consumed in a matter of decades.
All records of previous life have been destroyed in the war, but this mattered to very few people. It is all they can do to maintain an existence in this harsh, new climate. The human race is about to be wiped out of existence at last, after continuing to survive for millions of years.
Character Bio:
Laurie Evans was born into this chaotic world, but unlike the others, she has never become accustomed to it. Although she, too, must struggle to stay alive, Laurie has an inexplicable curiosity about the past. She spends rare her free time wondering about what life was like for the people thousands of years ago, and thinking about how to get out of such a hostile environment.
The people Post Destruction have become largely nomadic, and during her travels, Laurie comes across a very mysterious ancient man. He claims to remember times pre-destruction, when humans were safe, and life was taken for granted.
The man approved of Laurie’s interest in history, and the two of them traveled together for months and discussed topics ridiculed by other people of the time. The man eventually became too old to hunt or gather, and others in his tribe begin to conspire against him. They felt that he and Laurie are not doing enough to be allowed to stay in the tribe.
The two were ambushed a few weeks later, and severely injured. The tribe moved on without them. The man was about to die when he reveals that he had the power to move in both space and time. As he died, he accidentally transported Laurie to a place both extremely ancient and very far away.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Beginner
Why I want to join: Although I am not extremely experienced with RP, I really like the idea. It sounds like an amazing server.
Type out a paragraph about what your character would do after waking up in the hut with little memories.
Laurie sat up and shivered. It was cold here. So very cold…
Something small and white raining down from the sky, pelting her through the holes of the small hut’s roof.
And the sun. It was not massive and fiery red, but small, and calm, and yellow. No, that was impossible. Laurie couldn’t think straight. Where was she? What had happened? Questions without answers filled her mind, and she started to panic.
Laurie bolted out of the small, wooden hut, and was about twenty feet away when she became aware of a sharp pain in her lag. She froze for an instant as she remembered the frantic battle that led to the man’s death.
She tried to calm down, and become aware of her surroundings. There was no one in sight, and the freezing white blanket had gotten thicker.
Reluctantly, she hobbled back to the hut to seek refuge until the storm had passed.
Thank you for your consideration. :smile.gif:
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Age: 19
Character Name: Tanith Magnusson.
Character Age: 19
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Tanith was born in the Village of Magna, Of the Venris Province. His father was a proud warrior, while his mother helped run a tavern. Tanith took the oath of the warrior when he was young, the down of a man's beard barely gracing his chin. He studied the way of the sword, the axe, and the bow alongside the other youths, soon surpassing them in both physical and mental skill. On his fifteenth year, Tanith and the rest of the young warriors were inducted, passing every rite and ritual one must to become a man.
within years, Tanith became one of his villages best warriors, Gaining fame in his village -as well as several others- for His acts of reckless heroism, such as Slaying Forscythe, the infamous Ice Giant.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Somewhere between beginner and intermediate. But I can type with proper spelling and syntax, and have a profound knowledge of medieval customs and lore.
Why I want to join: Long story short, I was on another RP server (name withheld) as staff, and became bored. There was nothing to do at the top.
RP Sample: With a lurch, Tanith awoke. He was in a dark tent, shivering from the cold. His thick fur robes had been replaced with damp sackcloth, the ground cold beneath him. His head swam, The young warrior unable to think straight. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten there, nor where "There" was. All he could remember was a river, he'd taken a drink, and then blackness. Tanith looked about for a weapon, but of course, he could find none. Instead, the man picked up a sharp, black rock that was just a bit bigger than his fist.
The warrior stood, and the world slowed to a stop beneath him. He could feel His head becoming clearer as his blood began to flow again. He opened the tent flap, looking for any sort of guards, or anyone in general. He saw none, his only companion the bright full moon. Tanith quietly picked his way from shadow to shadow, His powerful form concealed by the darkness, the cold black stone in his hand.
soon, Tanith saw a dark figure emerge from one tent. A great, bearlike man in his mid thirties came forwards, and began walking towards the now empty tent Tanith had been in, a large stone axe in his hands. The young Man moved faster to the edge of the camp, Fleeing into the night. Behind him, Tanith could hear shouts and hollers as the band figured out their bounty was escaping. By the time the foes had mustered, Tanith was long gone, disappearing like smoke into the dark forests.
Edit: I just realized that a pillow doesn't count.
Age:17
Character Name:Joseph
Character Age:17
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio: In a forest near a dangerous, but quiet Norman village, I had revenge, to get back at the Normans. They banished me from their rum soaked chambers. I was having my 21 birthday party at a nearby bar, but these people started brutally punching an old man outside as I started to walk home. I was not the type to let this kind of things happen to poor, troubled people. I crazily and brutally bashed one of the men, after this I was thrown into prison. I was not surprised that I got kicked into this dump, I was ashamed of myself, I disobeyed my family and my friends who were with me at the celebration.
As I was in the forest, I started to miss my family, I wished they wouldn’t take this problem so seriously, take it to heart. Me, trying to help a man in trouble. These fellow Normans were not so fellow, as they sent me out of the village like a dog with no owner, I was helpless, no essentials that could help me through the dark bushland. They will pay, pay with their blood.
In those 2 months of mining and travelling for weaponry, I finally made it to the village gate. I saw two guards in towers above me, I loaded my crossbow, ready to fire at the foe. As I was ready to fire I saw my mother through the holes in the gate. I stopped and dropped my weapon, startled. This alerted the guards and suddenly they fired with their sharpened spears, they hit me, I stopped, my whole world stated to turn black…
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
Why I want to join: because ive been on many servers over time but the servers just have been boring and not fun, so when me and my friend came upon ur server, it seemed as i read ur guides and rules and what u do on this server, i wanted to try and see if i fit into this server
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, she ran, she didnt stop, the investergator did not find her,
EVER
What he said. :biggrin.gif:
Your post is under deliberation, Please be patient. Thank you.
Welcome to Dalencourt RP! You will be whitelisted shortly, we look forward to meeting you.
I regret to inform you that your application has been denied. The content is not quite what we are looking for and you forgot to add something. Feel free to reapply after viewing the rules/lore and other applications that were accepted. Thank you for your interest in Dalencourt RP.
Age:17
Character Name: bruthrea
Character Age:17
Character Gender: Male
Character Bio: Bruthrea was born in a food stricken town, near the ethrar mountains. this person had a simple life, everyday he would go to do his daily shopping requirements and also buy things and gather for his fellow people, but the king of this town was not happy of his helping and his support of this colony, these things he did made king angry to kill this person right there with the whole town watching, this king was a pyromancer.
Fire burst from this kings hands ready to blaze his victim, but the fellow guards of this king disallowed this further action pravail. everyday in the town was the same, not many interesting celebrations ordays off happened, the king always said we cant take dayys off working because food is scares and we need as much as we can.the people did not understand this concept, the people gathered in a back street and planned a strike in the morning.
In the morning, Bruthrea felt a quite sureness in his stomach, he felt this was not a good idea. all the people of the town got up early, the torches that they were holding were lighting the streets, the people yelled for more fairness and less time with work because our family dont see us as much as they should.
This strike went for hours, the king was full of anger, he started to yell out things that are needed to keep our town safe and also about poverty in our town, but the people had heard it all before, the guards started with force, these guards were using fire, many of our people were getting burnt untill they came to a hult, the king yelled who is the leader of this strike, everbody was stricken with fear as they pointed at me, i yelled plz dont hurt me but the king just yelled back, hes mine!, he punched me down with his firey hands, my face was grazed with one punch, then he took me up the top of mount faith, i thought my people would save, would help me get out of this prediciment, but they just stand there, some cried, some just didnt give a dam. the king threw me like a rag doll off the the sheer downside of
the mountain, it was over for me but it was not over for the rein for this greedy king.
RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner): Advanced
RP Sample: My mother heard of the news back in the city, she started to cry, aswell as my sister, brother and my 6 yr old daughter, my wife was not happy of what i done, she held it in just like my father. My wife took her wedding ring and threw it on the flea ridden floor, My mother knew i was a giver not a taker, she said to herself why did he leave the city for a job,
,my wife ran away, they didnt know were she went , the investergator did not find her.
Your application is under deliberation, please be patient. I see a huge gap in quality between your character bio and RP sample. Be sure to watch your punctuation...nobody wants to see 11 commas in 2 sentences.