GUIDELINES AND STORYLINE
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Story
On an unknown year, on an un-known date, a group of people were found on a beach. They had no memory. This was no ordinary beach, they were on an island found by a group of civilians from a colony deep in the forest of the island. This colony was not like a tribe or clan, they... were a Civilization.
The group of strandies were accepted in the colony. They were taught how to survive in the forest, how to craft, how to scavange, how to live. Not long after most of them became the masters of surviving.
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GUIDELINES
How to roleplay
Using actions
Bad Example of Attacking *bob punches the monster and wins lol*
Good Example of Attacking * Bob then clenches his fist and swings a punch at the monster, attempting to hit it. As the knuckle collides with the monster's jaw, it's head flies back and the monster falls.
When fighting with a player ICly, you must attempt and wait for me to reply with the name of the player who won.
Bad Example of Mining *bob punches the tree and it falls and bob gets 1 peece of wood*
Good Example of Mining * Bob raises his axe, he seems to be struggling as if the Axe is heavy. He swings the axe against the tree's bark. Chop, chop, chop. After a while the tree falls and makes a loud SMASH! when it hits the grass. *
Talking
Bad Example of Yelling "HOW DARE U SIR YOU WENT THROUGH MY CHEST AND STOLE MY STUFF!!!!"
Good Example of Yelling "[Yell] How DARE you, Sir! You rudely went through my personal chest while I was sleeping!"
NEVER type in all caps when ICly yelling.
Creating your character
Bad Example of a Name bobby bob
Good Example of a Name Bob Burkies
ALWAYS use Capitals for the first letter of the First and Last names.
ALWAYS use an APPROPRIATE First and last name.
Bad Example of an Appropriate name Coconut Joe
Good Example of an Appropriate name Ronny Jay
Bad Example of a Nickname Matthew matt Kiru
Good Example of a Nickname Matthew "Matt" Kiru
ALWAYS use quotes around the Nickname
Bad Example of an unknown character speed
Good Example of an unknown character 'Speed'
ONLY use ' around the name instead of "
RULES
Do NOT make yourself an admin, I pick the admins. I am the ONLY current admin, after awhile if I trust you I'll make you an admin. Also, don't beg for admin.
Do NOT make yourself win at attempts 100% of the time. 50% of the time you have to wait for me to reply if you succeed or not (Fighting and Mining), 25% of the time you have to fail, 25% of the time you have to succeed.
ALWAYS use (( msg )) or [OOC] in front of your message to speak Out of Character.
ALWAYS use * action * to use an action. Don't use *action* or /me action.
Grammar is the Number ONE key to roleplaying.
Do NOT make your own events. Only I can make the events, no admins either. I always put [EVENT] in front of my text if it's an event.
ALWAYS use Quotes around your text when your character is talking
ALWAYS make this realistic. No punching trees, mining gold in 5 seconds, making four wooden plank blocks half the size of you out of nothing but one piece of wood, and no making giant holes in the ground by just picking the ground with a shovel once.
ADDED NO Godmodding(Powergaming). That means you cannot control other player's actions. Only admins may do that.
ADDED No controlling monsters/NPCs. ONLY ADMINS do.
This is the Info thread, when the time comes we will make an entire new thread for Roleplay
Application Form:
Character Name:
Character Age:
Character Appearance:
Character Equipment(Don't make yourself have like 100 items. First of all, you can't carry a million things in your pockets and arms. Second, that's cheating. Just start with about 5 things, please.):
Character Bio(About your character):
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island):
I WILL TRY TO CHECK APPLICATIONS AS MUCH AS I CAN. I WILL CHECK THEM ATLEAST 5 TIMES A WEEK
I will choose your character's job depending on their Bio, Backstory, and sometimes Equipment
Character Appearance: Kitty has black hair that is cropped short and spikes in every direction, like a hedgehog. Her eyes are green, and almond shaped, fitting nicely under thin black eyebrows. A small nose with a gentle slope and full lips compliment her eyes. Her skin is tanned, and clear. Her tiger skin tunic comes to stop about an inch below her knees, and cow skin leggings come down to her hardbottomed sandals.
Character Equipment: Kitty woke up on the island with a small bow and quiver full of arrows attached to her back. She also has twin sheaths on her waist, each containing a steel hunter's knife. Shortly after waking, she met a wolf, which she befriended and kept as a pet.
Character Personality (?): Kitty is solitary. She prefers to do everything by herself and would rather have her wolf for company. (His name is Coal.) She really only socializes with her friend Faith, whom she met upon waking. (I will make Faith, trust meh.) Kitty doesn't have much opinion on or of anything, because she is a loner, therefore, no one talks to her or asks for her opinion. (Did that work? I mean, is that what you meant?) Kitty's favorite thing to do is perform ancient rituals she remembers from somewhere. She doesn't know where the memories came from, but the rituals are things like calming her state of mind, and (Is this ok?) one lets her talk, briefly, to Coal.
Character Backstory: Kitty woke up on the shore, face down in the sand, with a rock poking her in the eye. She was aware of a strange weight on her back, and lifted a hand to feel for it. She felt a bow and a quiver of arrows. She didn't know what they were for, but she did know that they were hers, somehow. She also noticed a band, like a belt, around her waist. Resting on each hip was a sheath, that held two steel daggers. Again, like the bow and arrows, she felt that they belonged to her. The last thing she noticed was that her clothes were torn and wet. A tigerskin tunic, cowskin leggings, and sandals made her feel quite rural, at the same time fitting in with the lanscape. Kitty got up and wandered into the forest at the edge of the shore. After a little while, she came across a black wolf with yellow eyes. She held out a hand, carefully edging closer to the canine. She managed to land her hand on his forehead, after what seemed like ages of inching closer under his penetrating gaze. She moved her hand to the back of his neck and scratched his ruff absent-mindedly. "Hello Coal." She whispered.
((Is that good? Once I am, or if, I will make Faith's application, ok? Oh, I'd like to apply for the position of Hunter, if that's ok.))
*EDIT: I fixed up her application. Hope it's to your liking.
Character Appearance: A silent person, who carries around a sword for warding off people in his way. He has various armours (look at my avatar) and he is silent. Underneath his shell, he is a well built man, ready for tasks that the average person cannot handle. An intelligent person he is, he has read millions of books over his journey and still is today.
Character Equipment(Don't make yourself have like 100 items. First of all, you can't carry a million things in your pockets and arms. Second, that's cheating. Just start with about 5 things, please.): An iron sword, a wooden axe, a torch, and a feather passed down through generations (lucky charm)
Character Bio(About your character): Andrew is an 18 year old male, he has roved the world and seen many sights while also learning many things. An orphan since he was born, but an intelligent man he has become. With his diverse knowledge still growing he will become a sucessful man who will lead a nation, one he knows will not fall
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): Andrew was born in Taleria, a small village located on a small hill. It was a small community with barely more than 20 people living there, but all of them were very skilled warriors, they have been training all their lives to defend and destroy evil doers. Although, one day an army of over 2000 were roaming the seas and the Talerians caught their attention by trying to ward them off with arrows. A big mistake, the army rushed down to the island and one by one each of the Talerians were masacred, Andrew was spared though, he was taken by the army and left in a cottage a few miles off. He never knew of his past and he never will...
I'm not to good with roleplaying, but i'll get better over time
Day One : Andrew's Suprise
As Andrew decends into a forest, with his salvaged tools he swings time after time with all the energy he has. After 4 hours he manages to gather a about 20 blocks worth of wood and with a few minutes he makes a small bag out of small sticks he found. He looks into the sun as it starts to set. "I barely have much time" he said breifly. So he paces himself into a cave to search for coal so he can give himself light.
As he goes into the cave he finds himself only 2 pieces of coal, but theres a sound behind him. He starts to hear the clattering of bones. He reaches behind him to pull out his sword. As he quickly makes a torch to shine his light to reveal this mysterious noise. Right there only 10 feet ahead of him he sees a strange creature. One he hasn't ever seen before. It was composed of bones and was holding a sword identical to his. He carefully puts himself in a stance where he can defend himself, but still keep the torch lit. The creature strikes with its sword, but Andrew parries it sending it a few feet away. "[yell]My Chance!" as he jumps to strike the creature. After the creature slowly clatters into a pile of bones, Andrew carries them, putting them in the bag he made in his free time.
He hears more noises, coming closer and closer. Andrew dashes out of the cave, but remembers he left the torch there. "Danm" he scoffs, "I'll have to leave it 'till tomorrow". As he rushes towards the group, he screams "[yell] We gotta get a shelter before night, creatures here are hostile" As they all prepare a small shelter he explains in explicit detail the encounter he had with the creature. "I should name the creature", he ponders "It will be called a Skeleton Warrior" he smirks. "I know theres more monsters out there, stronger than this one so I'll have to prepare everyone for the long journey we have ahead of us" he remarks.
((My first try at a story, any comments, suggestions, or feedback is welcome just pm me them!))
Day Two - The Journey
Andrew wakes with a start as the sun starts to shine. The group is sleeping soundly after spending the night building a decent shelter. With only a few supplies they were only able to manage building a shelter about 10x10 feet wide after they spent 10 hours building. Andrew thinks to himself "I have to get more torches, and supplies for the group" So he puts his bag back on and grabs his tools. As he heads out of the hut he sees the forest he visited last night just ahead of him. He heads to the beach and makes a decent sized hole with his hands and covers the insides with leaves. He then places a leaf on top, after that he pokes really small holes into them. "There that should get a small supply of water for the group later", he says. After that he heads into the forest to cut more wood. He finds a big stick before entering the forest and brings it in with him with an idea. He looks around for a smaller stick and finds one a few feet away. He grabs a rock and the smaller stick and does his best to hammer it into the bigger stick. He breaks the stick and curses. He reaches for another stick, but this time he pounds harder, this time he gets the stick wedged in. He carves the bigger stick with a few sharp rocks he finds laying around and after 4 hours of sitting down, he finally forms himself a pickaxe. He heads for a rock and slowly hits it. It does a small impact, but he keeps going and going for about an hour and then the rock finally breaks. He cheers in joy and grabs the pieces of rocks so he can make tools in the future.
He looks up into the sky and sees he has about 6 more hours before sundown. "Food" he says, so Andrew searches around for any sort of mushrooms that he can cook with the extra coal he had. So he finds a few small mushrooms and finds they're edible, so he stashes his bag full of them and heads back to the hut. He shows the group the mushrooms, and with the wood he has, he slowly spins a piece of wood on a small layer of wood, dry grass, and leaves, slowly picking up pace. After 5 minutes of trying he gets a small spark going, and everyone cheers. He sets up a small holder for the mushrooms with a few sticks and wet leaves and places them on there.
As they wait to cook he starts working on his new tools with the rocks he has, the sun sets, and the group sleeps after eating the handful of mushrooms to give some sort of nutrients to their bodies. Now they need to find bigger sources of food and that means going farther into unjournied territories, which he knows he'll meet new creatures out there, ones who he knows could kill him without hesitation.
((In what timeframe is this set in? Modern? Medieval? Renaissance? Futuristic?))
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"For to win one hundred victories in one hundred battles is not the acme of skill. To subdue the enemy without fighting is the acme of skill."
-Sun Tzu
Maybe we should have it so we were in a colony, but then a tsunami took us away onto a stranded island and we have to survive. Makes it funner :smile.gif:
((In what timeframe is this set in? Modern? Medieval? Renaissance? Futuristic?))
(( Well, we're an island. But, the timeframe would be modern. Like, the present. The place and event makes it look like Medieval, but everyone dosn't talk in Old English, we all talk like we do now. ))
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Character Name:Pokehunter
Character Age: 18
Character Appearance: A silent person, who carries around a sword for warding off people in his way. He has various armours (look at my avatar) and he is silent. Underneath his shell, he is a well built man, ready for tasks that the average person cannot handle. An intelligent person he is, he has read millions of books over his journey and still is today.
Character Equipment(Don't make yourself have like 100 items. First of all, you can't carry a million things in your pockets and arms. Second, that's cheating. Just start with about 5 things, please.): An iron sword, a wooden axe, a torch, and a feather passed down through generations (lucky charm)
Character Bio(About your character): Pokehunter is an 18 year old male, he has roved the world and seen many sights while also learning many things. An orphan since he was born, but an intelligent man he has become. With his diverse knowledge still growing he will become a sucessful man who will lead a nation, one he knows will not fall
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): Pokehunter was born in Taleria, a small village located on a small hill. It was a small community with barely more than 20 people living there, but all of them were very skilled warriors, they have been training all their lives to defend and destroy bandits who do any sort of evil to Taleria. Although, they were all deafeated when the bandits tricked the warriors by digging secret tunnels under Taleria, bombs were placed and Taleria fell. Only Pokehunter is the last survivor...
I'm not to good with roleplaying, but i'll get better over time
(( Okay, this is serious roleplay. Don't make your character's name your username. Make it a first and last name (Put a nickname in between with " " if you like.) But please, don't make your nickname Pokehunter, sounds to close to Pokemon Hunter. Also, your backstory. The part with the bombs, the tribes on the island don't use bombs, or any electricity at all. If they use electronics it's probrobly for just cooking or lights. But, just agree that the bombs are just a stupid thing because it's not that big that you have to change it. It seems you read the rules thoroughly, so just change what I said and your good. Also, even though we havn't started RPing use (( )) for the moment or [OOC] when talking Out of Character. I think your character is fit to be a Banker or Police. I would make you a Soldier, but I'm not thinking of adding that class until the future when we get more players after we stat Roleplay. ))
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((This. Sounds. AWESOME!))
OK, here it goes.
Character Name: Kitty Hawkins.
Character Age: 18
Character Appearance: Kitty has black hair that is cropped short and spikes in every direction, like a hedgehog. Her eyes are green, and almond shaped, fitting nicely under thin black eyebrows. A small nose with a gentle slope and full lips compliment her eyes. Her skin is tanned, and clear. Her black shirt is sleeveless and stops abruptly before her bellybutton. She has jean-shorts and tennis shoes, and white socks.
Character Equipment: Kitty woke up on the island with a small bow and quiver full of arrows attached to her back. Shortly after waking, she met a wolf, which she befriended and kept as a pet.
Character Personality (?): Kitty is solitary. She prefers to do everything by herself and would rather have her wolf for company. (His name is Coal.) She really only socializes with her friend Faith, whom she met upon waking. (I will make Faith, trust meh.)
Character Backstory: Kitty woke up on the shore, face down in the sand, with a rock poking her in the eye. She was aware of a strange weight on her back, and lifted a hand to feel for it. She felt a bow and a quiver of arrows. She didn't know what they were for, but she did know that they were hers, somehow. Kitty got up and wandered into the forest at the edge of the shore. After a little while, she came across a black wolf with yellow eyes. She held out a hand, carefully edging closer to the canine. She managed to land her hand on his forehead, after what seemed like ages of inching closer under his penetrating gaze. She moved her hand to the back of his neck and scratched his ruff absent-mindedly. "Hello Coal." She whispered.
((Is that good? Once I am, or if, I will make Faith's application, ok? Oh, I'd like to apply for the position of Hunter, if that's ok.))
(( VERY GOOD. You're character does seem fit to be a Hunter, may I suggest one thing? Your character cannot wake up with perfectly clean and fancy clothes, make them ripped and dirty. Also, your BIO should explain not just your character's personality, but also her opinions, and how she chooses things. So fix those two things and you're in. Btw, don't make a second character, only admins can make more then one character if the community isn't getting bigger. Once I trust you, I'll make you an admin and let you make the other girl. ))
Character Appearance: A silent person, who carries around a sword for warding off people in his way. He has various armours (look at my avatar) and he is silent. Underneath his shell, he is a well built man, ready for tasks that the average person cannot handle. An intelligent person he is, he has read millions of books over his journey and still is today.
Character Equipment(Don't make yourself have like 100 items. First of all, you can't carry a million things in your pockets and arms. Second, that's cheating. Just start with about 5 things, please.): An iron sword, a wooden axe, a torch, and a feather passed down through generations (lucky charm)
Character Bio(About your character): Andrew is an 18 year old male, he has roved the world and seen many sights while also learning many things. An orphan since he was born, but an intelligent man he has become. With his diverse knowledge still growing he will become a sucessful man who will lead a nation, one he knows will not fall
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): Andrew was born in Taleria, a small village located on a small hill. It was a small community with barely more than 20 people living there, but all of them were very skilled warriors, they have been training all their lives to defend and destroy evil doers. Although, one day an army of over 2000 were roaming the seas and the Talerians caught their attention by trying to ward them off with arrows. A big mistake, the army rushed down to the island and one by one each of the Talerians were masacred, Andrew was spared though, he was taken by the army and left in a cottage a few miles off. He never knew of his past and he never will...
I'm not to good with roleplaying, but i'll get better over time
Not a Sup'ah-Dup'ah good application, but acceptable. You're character has been made a Police Officer. I will edit your Equipment list to be Police-Like.
Thanks I'll do my best to recruit players, make stories, I'm sure i'll get better at roleplaying.
A suggestion perhaps,
Make the thread look more proffesional, it looks a bit sloppy, and you don't have correct punctuation in some of the sentences (not the bad examples)
Sometimes there just Statements or Titles and don't need periods or comma's
--EDIT: Btw, this is going to be the Application, story, guidelines, and rules thread. When the time comes I'll make a whole new thread for Roleplay. So no need for OOC in this thread anymore.
((No, just..no. Get out. I hate you for this, monstrosity. You are a stupid retard and know nothing of RP. Go learn the rules, learn them..follow them..and live them. Fix this piece of **** and then come back. I AM A MOD.))
OK, here it goes.
Character Name: Kitty Hawkins.
Character Age: 18
Character Appearance: Kitty has black hair that is cropped short and spikes in every direction, like a hedgehog. Her eyes are green, and almond shaped, fitting nicely under thin black eyebrows. A small nose with a gentle slope and full lips compliment her eyes. Her skin is tanned, and clear. Her black shirt is sleeveless and stops abruptly before her bellybutton. She has jean-shorts and tennis shoes, and white socks.
Character Equipment: Kitty woke up on the island with a small bow and quiver full of arrows attached to her back. Shortly after waking, she met a wolf, which she befriended and kept as a pet.
Character Personality (?): Kitty is solitary. She prefers to do everything by herself and would rather have her wolf for company. (His name is Coal.) She really only socializes with her friend Faith, whom she met upon waking. (I will make Faith, trust meh.)
Character Backstory: Kitty woke up on the shore, face down in the sand, with a rock poking her in the eye. She was aware of a strange weight on her back, and lifted a hand to feel for it. She felt a bow and a quiver of arrows. She didn't know what they were for, but she did know that they were hers, somehow. Kitty got up and wandered into the forest at the edge of the shore. After a little while, she came across a black wolf with yellow eyes. She held out a hand, carefully edging closer to the canine. She managed to land her hand on his forehead, after what seemed like ages of inching closer under his penetrating gaze. She moved her hand to the back of his neck and scratched his ruff absent-mindedly. "Hello Coal." She whispered.
((Is that good? Once I am, or if, I will make Faith's application, ok? Oh, I'd like to apply for the position of Hunter, if that's ok.))
(( VERY GOOD. You're character does seem fit to be a Hunter, may I suggest one thing? Your character cannot wake up with perfectly clean and fancy clothes, make them ripped and dirty. Also, your BIO should explain not just your character's personality, but also her opinions, and how she chooses things. So fix those two things and you're in. Btw, don't make a second character, only admins can make more then one character if the community isn't getting bigger. Once I trust you, I'll make you an admin and let you make the other girl. ))
I fixed my post. I iz assepted now? I'd also like to suggest a job. Could we possibly add a "Builder" career? Please?(Don't worry. I'm not illiterate. I just like being weird/silly. Okay? :happy.gif:)
Character Appearance: Kitty has black hair that is cropped short and spikes in every direction, like a hedgehog. Her eyes are green, and almond shaped, fitting nicely under thin black eyebrows. A small nose with a gentle slope and full lips compliment her eyes. Her skin is tanned, and clear. Her tiger skin tunic comes to stop about an inch below her knees, and cow skin leggings come down to her hardbottomed sandals.
Character Equipment: Kitty woke up on the island with a small bow and quiver full of arrows attached to her back. She also has twin sheaths on her waist, each containing a steel hunter's knife. Shortly after waking, she met a wolf, which she befriended and kept as a pet.
Character Personality (?): Kitty is solitary. She prefers to do everything by herself and would rather have her wolf for company. (His name is Coal.) She really only socializes with her friend Faith, whom she met upon waking. (I will make Faith, trust meh.) Kitty doesn't have much opinion on or of anything, because she is a loner, therefore, no one talks to her or asks for her opinion. (Did that work? I mean, is that what you meant?) Kitty's favorite thing to do is perform ancient rituals she remembers from somewhere. She doesn't know where the memories came from, but the rituals are things like calming her state of mind, and (Is this ok?) one lets her talk, briefly, to Coal.
Character Backstory: Kitty woke up on the shore, face down in the sand, with a rock poking her in the eye. She was aware of a strange weight on her back, and lifted a hand to feel for it. She felt a bow and a quiver of arrows. She didn't know what they were for, but she did know that they were hers, somehow. She also noticed a band, like a belt, around her waist. Resting on each hip was a sheath, that held two steel daggers. Again, like the bow and arrows, she felt that they belonged to her. The last thing she noticed was that her clothes were torn and wet. A tigerskin tunic, cowskin leggings, and sandals made her feel quite rural, at the same time fitting in with the lanscape. Kitty got up and wandered into the forest at the edge of the shore. After a little while, she came across a black wolf with yellow eyes. She held out a hand, carefully edging closer to the canine. She managed to land her hand on his forehead, after what seemed like ages of inching closer under his penetrating gaze. She moved her hand to the back of his neck and scratched his ruff absent-mindedly. "Hello Coal." She whispered.
((Is that good? Once I am, or if, I will make Faith's application, ok? Oh, I'd like to apply for the position of Hunter, if that's ok.))
*EDIT: I fixed up her application. Hope it's to your liking.
Allow me to help you out with that. Though you seem a bit ego-maniacal,(pretend you didn't read that last bit), this seems like it has potential...
Character Name: Larkus "Lark" Wander
Character Age: 21
Character Appearance: Lark as a tall, skinny, grubby looking fellow. He has unkempt blonde hair of average length, and very light blue eyes. He is tan except for his arms, the bottom half of which are very pale. His clothing consists of expensive looking, though heavily worn, cloth shirt and pants, supplemented with leather vest, which conceals a large chain-mail vest And a leather scabbard. Though the most peculiar thing about him are his "gloves", large metal gauntlets which cover most of his lower arm.
Character Equipment: Lark's equipment includes a large steel scimitar, and an assortment of baubles made of gold and various gems, which he keeps in the many pouches of his scabbard belt.
Character Bio: Most of what is known of Lark is a combination of myth and rumor. All that is genuinely known of him is that he has a love of gold and jewel, which he indulges through less-than-legal means. He is greedy, and does not trust others, especially those he believes suspect his past. Despite that, when forced to cooperate with others, he is an invaluable ally, and has a strong will to survive, and is a fast learner.
Character Back-story: Lark awoke to the smell of sea salt and the sound of ocean birds. How did I get on a beach? He thought, confused. He tried to get up, but his legs were pinned by something. He opened his eyes. Apparently, something wooden had exploded. There were shards of splintered wood everywhere. One particularly large one was resting on his legs, looking immobile but rotten. He reached for his side, and his hands fell upon a metal hilt. That's right, I have a sword... Lark drew the mighty scimitar, and hacked away pieces of the wooden beam until he could move. But upon standing, Lark could only take a few steps before he fell, hard, back onto the sand. His legs were in pain. He might've broken one... "Well ****," he cursed softly. All he could manage was to use a part of the beam as a cane. He began walking towards the forest. Hopefully he could at-least find shade under a tree....
Hope this is up to par...
Oh, and from reading the small bit about location, could someone explain to me the setting a bit more? All you've explained is that we are on an island, and the time period is "modern" but we do not have electronics so to speak... Quite frankly I don't follow in the least.We do or don't have technology? Who lives here (besides the characters) ? What problems will be occurring that we'll have to deal with (Zombie Invasion? Bandits? "Lame" stuff like lack of food?) Is "we don't speak in middle English," the only way this is "modern"? Will I have to redo this completely?
Personality: Matt is a very quiet, extemely smart, friendly kid who enjoys nature.
Appearence: Matt has messy black hair, an orange hoodie and ripped jeans, he has empty black eyes, and no shoes.
Backstory: Matt didnt have many friends back home, but often Matt would just become lost in his own little world inside his head. He didnt have many goals, just dreams.
Time here:
Matt woke up on the shore with his clothes ripped and arm scratched badly, he didnt know much about how he got here, nor did he care, as long as he can escape to his mind. Matt did not know how he got here, his parents died shortly before but he was extremely happy his cat Mittens was there.
Equipment:
Matt woke up with a 100 page notepad, 2 nice sharpened pencils and a sleeping bag. All he really wants.
Matt began by playing with his cat, who he loved alot. Mittens was not afraid of coal, but didnt appreciate being near a wolf alot.
Character Name: Elliot 'El' Cray
Character Age: 41
Character Appearance: Tall, with tanned skin. Although he is not that old, he is showing signs of aging. His face is pointed, and he has light stubble. His muscles are very defined.
Character Equipment: His clothes, and a pocket knife. And his wallet, which is pretty much useless.
Character Bio(About your character): He is a loner who spends most of his time at work, which is being a Police Officer. He has no family. He is quiet, and decisive, and is more or less considered an arsehole.
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): He found himself stranded on the island. He came from Alice Springs, Australia, until he moved to Perth. It was there that he had come from before the island.
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Story
On an unknown year, on an un-known date, a group of people were found on a beach. They had no memory. This was no ordinary beach, they were on an island found by a group of civilians from a colony deep in the forest of the island. This colony was not like a tribe or clan, they... were a Civilization.
The group of strandies were accepted in the colony. They were taught how to survive in the forest, how to craft, how to scavange, how to live. Not long after most of them became the masters of surviving.
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GUIDELINES
How to roleplay
Using actions
Bad Example of Attacking *bob punches the monster and wins lol*
Good Example of Attacking * Bob then clenches his fist and swings a punch at the monster, attempting to hit it. As the knuckle collides with the monster's jaw, it's head flies back and the monster falls.
When fighting with a player ICly, you must attempt and wait for me to reply with the name of the player who won.
Bad Example of Mining *bob punches the tree and it falls and bob gets 1 peece of wood*
Good Example of Mining * Bob raises his axe, he seems to be struggling as if the Axe is heavy. He swings the axe against the tree's bark. Chop, chop, chop. After a while the tree falls and makes a loud SMASH! when it hits the grass. *
Talking
Bad Example of Yelling "HOW DARE U SIR YOU WENT THROUGH MY CHEST AND STOLE MY STUFF!!!!"
Good Example of Yelling "[Yell] How DARE you, Sir! You rudely went through my personal chest while I was sleeping!"
NEVER type in all caps when ICly yelling.
Creating your character
Bad Example of a Name bobby bob
Good Example of a Name Bob Burkies
ALWAYS use Capitals for the first letter of the First and Last names.
ALWAYS use an APPROPRIATE First and last name.
Bad Example of an Appropriate name Coconut Joe
Good Example of an Appropriate name Ronny Jay
Bad Example of a Nickname Matthew matt Kiru
Good Example of a Nickname Matthew "Matt" Kiru
ALWAYS use quotes around the Nickname
Bad Example of an unknown character speed
Good Example of an unknown character 'Speed'
ONLY use ' around the name instead of "
RULES
Do NOT make yourself an admin, I pick the admins. I am the ONLY current admin, after awhile if I trust you I'll make you an admin. Also, don't beg for admin.
Do NOT make yourself win at attempts 100% of the time. 50% of the time you have to wait for me to reply if you succeed or not (Fighting and Mining), 25% of the time you have to fail, 25% of the time you have to succeed.
ALWAYS use (( msg )) or [OOC] in front of your message to speak Out of Character.
ALWAYS use * action * to use an action. Don't use *action* or /me action.
Grammar is the Number ONE key to roleplaying.
Do NOT make your own events. Only I can make the events, no admins either. I always put [EVENT] in front of my text if it's an event.
ALWAYS use Quotes around your text when your character is talking
ALWAYS make this realistic. No punching trees, mining gold in 5 seconds, making four wooden plank blocks half the size of you out of nothing but one piece of wood, and no making giant holes in the ground by just picking the ground with a shovel once.
ADDED NO Godmodding(Powergaming). That means you cannot control other player's actions. Only admins may do that.
ADDED No controlling monsters/NPCs. ONLY ADMINS do.
This is the Info thread, when the time comes we will make an entire new thread for Roleplay
Application Form:
I WILL TRY TO CHECK APPLICATIONS AS MUCH AS I CAN. I WILL CHECK THEM ATLEAST 5 TIMES A WEEK
I will choose your character's job depending on their Bio, Backstory, and sometimes Equipment
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ACCEPTED CHARACTERS/PLAYERS
Character:ForumName:Player/Admin:
Colony Leaders
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1. John "Boss" Rane:Kiruclanz:Admin:
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Famers
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Shop Keepers
1. Larkus "Lark" Wander:SideWanderer:Player:
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Banker
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Police
1. Andrew Forsin:PokeHunter:Player:
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Cook
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Hunter
1. Kitty Hawkins:Abicat999:Player:
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Un Employed and/or Bums
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Character Inventories
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Andrew Forsin, Money: $0
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Steel Sword (1) Steel Axe (1) Feather (1)
RopeTie Cuffs(10) Fire Tazer (1)
Flint, Steel and Torches (5)
Police Satchel (1) Iron Chestplate (1)
Iron Leggings (1)
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Kitty Hawkins, Money: $0
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Archer's Quiver (1) Arrows (15)
Tiger Skin Tunic (1) Cow skin Leggings (1)
Steel Hunter's Knives (2)
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John "Boss" Rane, Money: $1300
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(5) Gold Coins($1000) 3 Silver Coins($300)
Black Suit and Red Tie(1) Black Pants(1)
OK, here it goes.
Character Name: Kitty Hawkins.
Character Age: 18
Character Appearance: Kitty has black hair that is cropped short and spikes in every direction, like a hedgehog. Her eyes are green, and almond shaped, fitting nicely under thin black eyebrows. A small nose with a gentle slope and full lips compliment her eyes. Her skin is tanned, and clear. Her tiger skin tunic comes to stop about an inch below her knees, and cow skin leggings come down to her hardbottomed sandals.
Character Equipment: Kitty woke up on the island with a small bow and quiver full of arrows attached to her back. She also has twin sheaths on her waist, each containing a steel hunter's knife. Shortly after waking, she met a wolf, which she befriended and kept as a pet.
Character Personality (?): Kitty is solitary. She prefers to do everything by herself and would rather have her wolf for company. (His name is Coal.) She really only socializes with her friend Faith, whom she met upon waking. (I will make Faith, trust meh.) Kitty doesn't have much opinion on or of anything, because she is a loner, therefore, no one talks to her or asks for her opinion. (Did that work? I mean, is that what you meant?) Kitty's favorite thing to do is perform ancient rituals she remembers from somewhere. She doesn't know where the memories came from, but the rituals are things like calming her state of mind, and (Is this ok?) one lets her talk, briefly, to Coal.
Character Backstory: Kitty woke up on the shore, face down in the sand, with a rock poking her in the eye. She was aware of a strange weight on her back, and lifted a hand to feel for it. She felt a bow and a quiver of arrows. She didn't know what they were for, but she did know that they were hers, somehow. She also noticed a band, like a belt, around her waist. Resting on each hip was a sheath, that held two steel daggers. Again, like the bow and arrows, she felt that they belonged to her. The last thing she noticed was that her clothes were torn and wet. A tigerskin tunic, cowskin leggings, and sandals made her feel quite rural, at the same time fitting in with the lanscape. Kitty got up and wandered into the forest at the edge of the shore. After a little while, she came across a black wolf with yellow eyes. She held out a hand, carefully edging closer to the canine. She managed to land her hand on his forehead, after what seemed like ages of inching closer under his penetrating gaze. She moved her hand to the back of his neck and scratched his ruff absent-mindedly. "Hello Coal." She whispered.
((Is that good? Once I am, or if, I will make Faith's application, ok? Oh, I'd like to apply for the position of Hunter, if that's ok.))
*EDIT: I fixed up her application. Hope it's to your liking.
Character Age: 18
Character Appearance: A silent person, who carries around a sword for warding off people in his way. He has various armours (look at my avatar) and he is silent. Underneath his shell, he is a well built man, ready for tasks that the average person cannot handle. An intelligent person he is, he has read millions of books over his journey and still is today.
Character Equipment(Don't make yourself have like 100 items. First of all, you can't carry a million things in your pockets and arms. Second, that's cheating. Just start with about 5 things, please.): An iron sword, a wooden axe, a torch, and a feather passed down through generations (lucky charm)
Character Bio(About your character): Andrew is an 18 year old male, he has roved the world and seen many sights while also learning many things. An orphan since he was born, but an intelligent man he has become. With his diverse knowledge still growing he will become a sucessful man who will lead a nation, one he knows will not fall
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): Andrew was born in Taleria, a small village located on a small hill. It was a small community with barely more than 20 people living there, but all of them were very skilled warriors, they have been training all their lives to defend and destroy evil doers. Although, one day an army of over 2000 were roaming the seas and the Talerians caught their attention by trying to ward them off with arrows. A big mistake, the army rushed down to the island and one by one each of the Talerians were masacred, Andrew was spared though, he was taken by the army and left in a cottage a few miles off. He never knew of his past and he never will...
I'm not to good with roleplaying, but i'll get better over time
As Andrew decends into a forest, with his salvaged tools he swings time after time with all the energy he has. After 4 hours he manages to gather a about 20 blocks worth of wood and with a few minutes he makes a small bag out of small sticks he found. He looks into the sun as it starts to set. "I barely have much time" he said breifly. So he paces himself into a cave to search for coal so he can give himself light.
As he goes into the cave he finds himself only 2 pieces of coal, but theres a sound behind him. He starts to hear the clattering of bones. He reaches behind him to pull out his sword. As he quickly makes a torch to shine his light to reveal this mysterious noise. Right there only 10 feet ahead of him he sees a strange creature. One he hasn't ever seen before. It was composed of bones and was holding a sword identical to his. He carefully puts himself in a stance where he can defend himself, but still keep the torch lit. The creature strikes with its sword, but Andrew parries it sending it a few feet away. "[yell]My Chance!" as he jumps to strike the creature. After the creature slowly clatters into a pile of bones, Andrew carries them, putting them in the bag he made in his free time.
He hears more noises, coming closer and closer. Andrew dashes out of the cave, but remembers he left the torch there. "Danm" he scoffs, "I'll have to leave it 'till tomorrow". As he rushes towards the group, he screams "[yell] We gotta get a shelter before night, creatures here are hostile" As they all prepare a small shelter he explains in explicit detail the encounter he had with the creature. "I should name the creature", he ponders "It will be called a Skeleton Warrior" he smirks. "I know theres more monsters out there, stronger than this one so I'll have to prepare everyone for the long journey we have ahead of us" he remarks.
((My first try at a story, any comments, suggestions, or feedback is welcome just pm me them!))
Day Two - The Journey
Andrew wakes with a start as the sun starts to shine. The group is sleeping soundly after spending the night building a decent shelter. With only a few supplies they were only able to manage building a shelter about 10x10 feet wide after they spent 10 hours building. Andrew thinks to himself "I have to get more torches, and supplies for the group" So he puts his bag back on and grabs his tools. As he heads out of the hut he sees the forest he visited last night just ahead of him. He heads to the beach and makes a decent sized hole with his hands and covers the insides with leaves. He then places a leaf on top, after that he pokes really small holes into them. "There that should get a small supply of water for the group later", he says. After that he heads into the forest to cut more wood. He finds a big stick before entering the forest and brings it in with him with an idea. He looks around for a smaller stick and finds one a few feet away. He grabs a rock and the smaller stick and does his best to hammer it into the bigger stick. He breaks the stick and curses. He reaches for another stick, but this time he pounds harder, this time he gets the stick wedged in. He carves the bigger stick with a few sharp rocks he finds laying around and after 4 hours of sitting down, he finally forms himself a pickaxe. He heads for a rock and slowly hits it. It does a small impact, but he keeps going and going for about an hour and then the rock finally breaks. He cheers in joy and grabs the pieces of rocks so he can make tools in the future.
He looks up into the sky and sees he has about 6 more hours before sundown. "Food" he says, so Andrew searches around for any sort of mushrooms that he can cook with the extra coal he had. So he finds a few small mushrooms and finds they're edible, so he stashes his bag full of them and heads back to the hut. He shows the group the mushrooms, and with the wood he has, he slowly spins a piece of wood on a small layer of wood, dry grass, and leaves, slowly picking up pace. After 5 minutes of trying he gets a small spark going, and everyone cheers. He sets up a small holder for the mushrooms with a few sticks and wet leaves and places them on there.
As they wait to cook he starts working on his new tools with the rocks he has, the sun sets, and the group sleeps after eating the handful of mushrooms to give some sort of nutrients to their bodies. Now they need to find bigger sources of food and that means going farther into unjournied territories, which he knows he'll meet new creatures out there, ones who he knows could kill him without hesitation.
-Sun Tzu
Since its roleplay and it says colony I'm going with a sort of Medieval taste, since we don't have cars and all that :S
Maybe we should have it so we were in a colony, but then a tsunami took us away onto a stranded island and we have to survive. Makes it funner :smile.gif:
(( Well, we're an island. But, the timeframe would be modern. Like, the present. The place and event makes it look like Medieval, but everyone dosn't talk in Old English, we all talk like we do now. ))
(( Okay, this is serious roleplay. Don't make your character's name your username. Make it a first and last name (Put a nickname in between with " " if you like.) But please, don't make your nickname Pokehunter, sounds to close to Pokemon Hunter. Also, your backstory. The part with the bombs, the tribes on the island don't use bombs, or any electricity at all. If they use electronics it's probrobly for just cooking or lights. But, just agree that the bombs are just a stupid thing because it's not that big that you have to change it. It seems you read the rules thoroughly, so just change what I said and your good. Also, even though we havn't started RPing use (( )) for the moment or [OOC] when talking Out of Character. I think your character is fit to be a Banker or Police. I would make you a Soldier, but I'm not thinking of adding that class until the future when we get more players after we stat Roleplay. ))
(( VERY GOOD. You're character does seem fit to be a Hunter, may I suggest one thing? Your character cannot wake up with perfectly clean and fancy clothes, make them ripped and dirty. Also, your BIO should explain not just your character's personality, but also her opinions, and how she chooses things. So fix those two things and you're in. Btw, don't make a second character, only admins can make more then one character if the community isn't getting bigger. Once I trust you, I'll make you an admin and let you make the other girl. ))
Not a Sup'ah-Dup'ah good application, but acceptable. You're character has been made a Police Officer. I will edit your Equipment list to be Police-Like.
A suggestion perhaps,
Make the thread look more proffesional, it looks a bit sloppy, and you don't have correct punctuation in some of the sentences (not the bad examples)
--EDIT: Btw, this is going to be the Application, story, guidelines, and rules thread. When the time comes I'll make a whole new thread for Roleplay. So no need for OOC in this thread anymore.
I fixed my post. I iz assepted now? I'd also like to suggest a job. Could we possibly add a "Builder" career? Please?(Don't worry. I'm not illiterate. I just like being weird/silly. Okay? :happy.gif:)
Very Good. Changing you from PENDING to ACCEPTED.
Character Name: Larkus "Lark" Wander
Character Age: 21
Character Appearance: Lark as a tall, skinny, grubby looking fellow. He has unkempt blonde hair of average length, and very light blue eyes. He is tan except for his arms, the bottom half of which are very pale. His clothing consists of expensive looking, though heavily worn, cloth shirt and pants, supplemented with leather vest, which conceals a large chain-mail vest And a leather scabbard. Though the most peculiar thing about him are his "gloves", large metal gauntlets which cover most of his lower arm.
Character Equipment: Lark's equipment includes a large steel scimitar, and an assortment of baubles made of gold and various gems, which he keeps in the many pouches of his scabbard belt.
Character Bio: Most of what is known of Lark is a combination of myth and rumor. All that is genuinely known of him is that he has a love of gold and jewel, which he indulges through less-than-legal means. He is greedy, and does not trust others, especially those he believes suspect his past. Despite that, when forced to cooperate with others, he is an invaluable ally, and has a strong will to survive, and is a fast learner.
Character Back-story: Lark awoke to the smell of sea salt and the sound of ocean birds. How did I get on a beach? He thought, confused. He tried to get up, but his legs were pinned by something. He opened his eyes. Apparently, something wooden had exploded. There were shards of splintered wood everywhere. One particularly large one was resting on his legs, looking immobile but rotten. He reached for his side, and his hands fell upon a metal hilt. That's right, I have a sword... Lark drew the mighty scimitar, and hacked away pieces of the wooden beam until he could move. But upon standing, Lark could only take a few steps before he fell, hard, back onto the sand. His legs were in pain. He might've broken one... "Well ****," he cursed softly. All he could manage was to use a part of the beam as a cane. He began walking towards the forest. Hopefully he could at-least find shade under a tree....
Hope this is up to par...
Oh, and from reading the small bit about location, could someone explain to me the setting a bit more? All you've explained is that we are on an island, and the time period is "modern" but we do not have electronics so to speak... Quite frankly I don't follow in the least.We do or don't have technology? Who lives here (besides the characters) ? What problems will be occurring that we'll have to deal with (Zombie Invasion? Bandits? "Lame" stuff like lack of food?) Is "we don't speak in middle English," the only way this is "modern"? Will I have to redo this completely?
Age: 14
Personality: Matt is a very quiet, extemely smart, friendly kid who enjoys nature.
Appearence: Matt has messy black hair, an orange hoodie and ripped jeans, he has empty black eyes, and no shoes.
Backstory: Matt didnt have many friends back home, but often Matt would just become lost in his own little world inside his head. He didnt have many goals, just dreams.
Time here:
Matt woke up on the shore with his clothes ripped and arm scratched badly, he didnt know much about how he got here, nor did he care, as long as he can escape to his mind. Matt did not know how he got here, his parents died shortly before but he was extremely happy his cat Mittens was there.
Equipment:
Matt woke up with a 100 page notepad, 2 nice sharpened pencils and a sleeping bag. All he really wants.
Matt began by playing with his cat, who he loved alot. Mittens was not afraid of coal, but didnt appreciate being near a wolf alot.
Character Age: 41
Character Appearance: Tall, with tanned skin. Although he is not that old, he is showing signs of aging. His face is pointed, and he has light stubble. His muscles are very defined.
Character Equipment: His clothes, and a pocket knife. And his wallet, which is pretty much useless.
Character Bio(About your character): He is a loner who spends most of his time at work, which is being a Police Officer. He has no family. He is quiet, and decisive, and is more or less considered an arsehole.
Character Backstory(Where your character came from. If you were born on the island or were found stranded on the island): He found himself stranded on the island. He came from Alice Springs, Australia, until he moved to Perth. It was there that he had come from before the island.
Bat Solo.