The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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Okay, sorry. I should have mentioned this a LONG time ago. But to make sure everyone understands, this is NOT minecraft! This RP is LIKE it, like how it has Creepers and Herobrine ETC type stuff, but it's NOT square and DOES follow the rules of physics ETC! Other things like the religions and the name of the world are also based around minecraft, such as Notch Following or Minecraftia(Yes that's the name of the world, not 'Earth' . I also don't want to confuse anyone when I say 'Spawn', that's just a 'figure of speech'... I don't really mean it. 'Spawning'; could mean you just woke up in a pond and have Amnesia, or you've just experienced your first problems with Herobrine. You could have also lived somewhere other than the areas on the map and was transported over!
I also want to say, no more space people. I'm done with that, and it's gone now. Bye bye.
Okay, this is the FIRST RP I am starting, because I posted a quick few posts in another RP, I wanted it to become a FULL RP! So, here it is!
Okay, this RP is based off of the Herobrine myths, I loved believing Herobrine alot (Didn't post about him till now (Actually one other post... hehe), and the other RP) so I thought it would be sort of fun!
Plot:
The story starts you on Minecraftia, the moon has broken apart a little bit, and the sun is weak... Monsters have stopped spawning, and animals have become more few... Your job is to survive from Herobrine, by surviving in your house filled with traps, or your underground house, or on another planet entirely!
More and more things of this world are being discovered, such as secret alien races, and mythical beings of the old. Deadly viruses have erupted from a cave, and is highly deadly.
The first day you arrived, you woke up, in a new land.. Either by a pond, or on a tree. You could have woken up on your bed, if you've lived on Minecraftia before, after a coma, the choice is yours. An evil legend has woken up, the fearful Herobrine. Anyone who says his name, is said to be struck down, dead, by deadly powers.
Some of you may have lived here before, return to your once bright village, now burned to the ground. You may have lived by yourself, in your little hut with your little dog. You may have come from Earth, or some unknown planet.... You may have been summoned, created by, Herobrine, or some likes. You may have simply, existed, appearing on a pond, having no idea where you are, or how you came to being, this is the case for most of those who now run in fear, from the dreadful Herobrine.
Will you survive? Will you defeat him? Will you undercover a new enemy? Will you escape to a safe planet? Will you save lives? These are simple questions to ask yourself... Are you ready?
Rules:
1. You may NOT control Herobrine. There is only ONE Herobrine, and ONE event at a time.. If your bored, just go gather some supplies, or build a few traps, you will need it!
2. You cannot build or find spaceships. If you want a spaceship, please ask a moderator, and we will put a spaceship, or parts for one, somewhere... I would rather have most people on one planet...
3. No SUPER supplies of stuff, AKA gathered a thousand stacks of wood in a day! The longer you survive, the more stuff you earn (You post what you are earning)
4. NO Respawning! If you MUST, you will have to start over your supplies and base, and go make a new base...
5. Interact with other survivors! Or try to kill Herobrine! He can die, but is very powerful... He doesn't normally show his true face though.
6. Check this every now and then, I will post more rules as I see fit...
7. If you actually read these rules, clean up your app to look like the others that are already accepted and put (Herobrine) under your age section of the app. (Use Bobs app as a base for yours... I'd say mine, but the BIO is a bit long...)
8. Physics are more towards realism, than Minecraft. Hills are rounded a bit, but there are still blocks... Water flows and evaporates, and there are twigs on the ground... You can gather sap from trees to make your first tools. No Tree punching sadly...
Stats (Each stat is on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the strongest in that stat, 1 being the weakest. You may have a max of 45 points (A maximum of 35 points for Minions. Sanity points are free for Minions only.)(Sanity points are worth 1/2 a point... So every 2 Sanity is 1 point used!))
-Strength (How strong is your character?)
-Stamina (How long can your character withstand physical or mental effort before exhausting energy?)
-Endurance (How much pain or stress can your character endure?)
-Agility (How quick is your characters speed and/or reflexes?)
-Intelligence (How well can your character apply knowledge and skills?)
-Wisdom (How much knowledge and experience does your character have?)
-Sanity (How sane is your character?)
Skills/Abilities (Name a maximum of 5 skills or abilities that your character possesses.)
Examples:
-Woodcutting
-Mining
-Fishing
-Repairing
-Architectural Design
-Crafting
-Hunting
You can also include special actions that your character can perform. These are only examples.
Traits (Name a maximum of 5 traits that describe who your character is, these can be positive or negative. You must have at-least 1 negative)
Examples:
-Smart
-Brave
-Courageous
-Unstable
-Incompetent
-Curious
Looks: (Put what you look like here!) (No being Steve, but with X features. Be creative, actually MAKE a cool character! Ask around if you need help, we have a few ideas already if you need some.)
Key Items (Name any number of items of importance or uniqueness that your character possesses.)
Items (Name any normal items your character possesses.)
Bio (Please state a bio about your character, about 1 or 2 paragraphs long... The bio may include stuff that has happened before the invasion, or if you've been around during the invasion, you may include what has happened.)
Example Species
-Human (Or elves, or dwarfs. ETC. Half-Orc and stuff like that.)
-Animal (All the Wolf RPers have left, so you can be them!)
-Monster (Creeper, SIlverfish, Orc, Enderman.. Anything you deem monstrous.)
-Minon (Can look like a regular human, animal or whatever don't forget! You could even be an animal!)
(If you've chosen Minion, you work for Herobrine, your job is to hunt down survivors, and sabotage them, and relay your work back to your master... Herobrine.... You are much weaker than a normal human, so fighting them is NOT an option... If you die, you respawn the next night... Also don't put down your survival time (It's not needed))
(Sanity is free for animals, monsters and Minions...)
(Each species may know ANY language, even if it's one you made up, or an animal language. Just make sure you don't go crazy with the languages)
(Survival length is limited to a minimum of newly spawned, to a maximum of 2 weeks and four days! It is how long you have survived during the arrival of Herobrine, whether that be you just woke up in a lake, or you've been out on a ship... Then you could have been hiding in your basement from the dangers, or running around, fighting the monsters..)
(PLEASE make sure you obey ALL rules, or your app will be denied!)
(Remember, your character doesn't have to have a religion... The current options (You can make up your own too) Notch Following, Herobrinist, CoDF (Chicken of Destiny Follower), lt's Un-Named-Yet and, Put-Your-Religion-Name-Here! If you make a new religion, please, say what are your god(s) and/or believes!)
(To prove you've read the entire App Section, say Herobrine under your age
(Don't forget to clean up your app! Making it nice and clean for the Admins, gives you a better chance of being accepted! Also not following the format, will get your app DENIED! An easy way to check, is to look at MY app in the Apps section. The post just below this is Outdated so... ignore that app...)
(The new app system was help made by, Tarantulakid96! Make sure to thank him for this!)
(Sprites can be made, IF requested... It might take awhile to make though...)
Religions:
Notch Following
Gods:
-Notch. Notch is the creator of Minecraftia and the universe! He has done everything he can to protect us, until he died in an honorable battle with Herobrine!
-Herobrine. Notches evil creation! The one created by Notch, turned on him and is now enslaving the world!
-Believes:
We believe Notch made everything! Including Herobrine! But something horrible went wrong making HIM turn on Notch, killing him and taking over the world!
Herobrinist
Gods:
-Herobrine. Herobrine is our god, he has taken over the god Notch, for he has an insight, for a new world order! He wants to destroy all who oppose him and take back what is rightfully his!
-Notch. The original creator of the universe! He has failed the people of the universe, forcing Herobrine into action, to make the universe better!
-Believes:
Herobrine is our master, lord and for most of us, our savior! He takes us in, as his children. Teaches us of his ways, shows us his might and destroys all who appose! The one named Notch was the old creator, but Herobrine, is the new!
Chicken of Destiny
God:
Chicken of Destiny. The one and only! God of all chickens! Help all who befriend those that cluck!
-Believes:
The Chicken of Destiny is our god! He is said to show in the form of a normal chicken, helping all miners who appease him by showing them the way to ores! It is also said, that one who worships he who clucks, will be cured of all illness!
Jebhobus Witnesses
Gods:
-Notch. Creator of the universe, protecting all who worship! Said to be murdered by an evil force, some who call Herobrine... We believe otherwise.
-Jens. A demi-god, said to be related to Notch, but unknown. He took over Notch's work of creating the Universe, finishing Notch's doings, but in doing so, made many things worse. He had tried to stop Notch from unleashing the destruction of the masses, but was turned down, and is thought to b hiding somewhere on the main island, forced to forever live a life of a mortal...
-Believes:
Notch was the creator of all, until he had unleashed a force to whip out the masses... Saving only those, who stayed faithful... This force was said to have possessed the one known as Herobrine, a dis-believing miner. Herobrine has been forced by this evil force to bend at it's will, forever tormented and forced to watch the horrors from within!
Enderism
God:
Enderdragon: Creator of the Ender world, and species! He is almighty, and powerful! All who appose him die in a horrible death!
Beliefs:
Endermen were brought forth by the almighty Enderdragon, and that the Allmighty Enderdragon is an immortal being, using his immortality to heal his precious children. He is looked up to by the Ender people, yet feared. He comes to the aid of his children, who worship him. He is also the creator of the Ender world!
Animal King
Gods:
Animal King:
The creator of all animals, only animals that believe in him shall survive the mysterious person's onslaught!
???:
The myterious person whom killed the Animal King, must be killed at all cost!
Beliefs:
A myterious person, belived to exist from another religion, killed the animal king. We must keep our faith high enough that we survive, and the person dies!
Ghastism
(Please note that this is a Nether-only religion.)
Gods:
-Ghasts (or the Gha'meese)
Ghastimists believe that Ghasts are the spirits of Gods who have been brought down by the Gu'mahagh to enforce the ways of nature in the Nether and provide a certain order. They are said to control the souls of each individual.
-The Gu'mahagh
The Gu'mahagh was considered to be the greatest of all Gods, and watched over all dimensions. This God is believed to control which God spirits would be sent to the Nether in the form of Ghasts. It is also said the the Gu'mahagh himself sometimes appears in the Nether in Ghast form.
Beliefs:
-Ghasts have the ability to alter one's mental perception or even to erase their minds or beings.
-Glowstone (or gh'atome) is the blessed stone of Ghasts.
-Lighting one's home with glowstone would bring them good luck.
-Gre'hengers (beings from other dimensions) were thought to be evil wrongdoers of the Gu'mahagh who would enter through Do'numoes (Nether Portals). Unless they caused havoc, Ghastimists would wait for the Gods to persuade them to leave. Otherwise they will protect their world at all costs.
-Burning a Wither skull would keep Gre'hengers away.
-Uttering the words 'ha'vuun org in hein o bla'skivik' was believed to cause that person to become insane.
Rituals:
-Ghast worship
Ghastimists would worship Ghasts at an alter each time before they went to sleep. This alter would be constructed from netherbrick and would be laced with glowstone. A Wither skull would be burned during worship. If one did not have access to an alter before sleep, the words 'en oo'kna gh'ahim' (I cannot worship) would be uttered aloud instead. The Ghastimist would then present a gift or offering during their next worship.
-Lymyft feeding
Ghastimists would feed Lymyfts (Cannibalistic firefly-like creatures) once every other day to prevent them from eating each other. This was considered a symbol of peace, and was a common good deed. Lymyfts were often kept in jars near one's Ghast alter, an were sometimes considered a sort of pet.
Atheist
-Believes:
They simply believe in no god. Every thing else, is up to the 'believer'.
Maps:
(These maps are brought to us by Tarantulakid96! Please thank him for these wonderful maps!)
This is a map of the currently 'explored' locations: v6.1
Susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
This is an 'in-RP' map: v5.0
susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
This is a map map of the areas Herobrine as control over, and where the Corruption has spread: v5.0
Susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
What has happened:
1. It turns out, Villagers are smart, the Iron Golems have been forcing them to play dumb!
2. A space ship has been spotted near one of the spawn points, it went down due to an unknown attack!
3. A species of alien has been encountered! They look like Creepers, but about the shape of a human.
4: A stronghold of survivors has been attacked. But the survivors re-took it!
5. A burned down village has been discovered.
6. Some purple-like moss has been sighted near a cave!
Accepted Apps and Other Characters are on the next post. Not enough room here for them!
These are people you need to listen too!
Op: Teknonick AKA Tektonic Head Admin: Tarantulakid96 (He lives!) AKA Tiny Minotarantula
Event Mod: Bobert778 (He has control over Herobrine Events if something isn't already happening.) AKA Bawb
App Nazi: Lavulman (Comments on all the Apps with useful hurtful information (I say hurtful because a lot of people take it the wrong way; they're just opinions and corrections.)) AKA Lavu[l]
Here's a link to my Game Hub! See links to other RPs, Games, or even character's there! I have a ton of stuff and start polls there, so be sure to check it out!
Traits
-Intelligent
-Likable
-Quick
-Trusting at times
-Insane
Looks
Weighs about 110 pounds, 6 feet and 3 inches tall. Average length, blackish hair, with bits of brown coming in, and bits of gray coming in. Wears very plain clothing of the modern time (Medieval). A little bit of a hunch when I walk, but it's not noticeable....
Key Items
-Iron Dagger
-Magical Stone tipped Spear (Lost)
Traits
-Calm
-Courageous
-Analytical
-Quick Learner
-Forgets What he's Doing
Looks:
Key Items: Suit
(It provides a great amount of protection, but is extremely heavy. However, it will auto-repair itself, the speed depending upon how damaged it is; it could take a few minutes if it only has a cut or two, but it could take an in-game day or even more if it's absolutely wrecked and cannot come into effect until after a battle is over.
The suit has thrusters, but they are made for manuevering through zero-gravity environments, and aren't strong enough to lift it's wearer off the ground with Minecraftia's gravitational pull, so they are pretty much useless unless underwater, where it makes up for the fact that the suit is somewhat heavy for swimming. The propellant also self-refuels.
The suit is also airtight, designed to support it's wearer in the vaccuum of space. Obviously, there aren't too many vaccuums on Minecraftia, but this also works quite well underwater, the air tanks lasting for over a day, but this shoots down incredibly if the suit is damaged at all, about an hour, then sloping steadily downwards, and can't work at all when depleted. The helmet itself can function as a gas-mask if needed, regardless of the suit's status, to protect against airborne viral infections.
The sui's visor also allows night-vision and thermal vision...)
Items:
-Alpha's former firearm
Bio:
My eyes open. Everything's pitch-black. On top of that, I can't even remember my own name. Suddenly, a huge red box appears in front of me, with some text and a slowly growing red bar: "EVA and hazardous environment suit model 6302 Recharge, Thruster refill, and auto-repair complete. Rebooting... 10%... 20%... 40%.. 100%. Reboot complete!" I just look at the floating screen in disbelief. I can suddenly see my surroundings, all though it's all lit in red. "Welcome user: Anton." Anton? I think to myself. I guess tha's my name... The box follows me after I try to get up, and I try to push it away, annoyed. "All logs: Deleted." The box says, and closes itself, although it still seems to remember my name. There goes my only chance of remembering who I was...
I decide it's best to see where I am, first. I'm in a cylindrical chamber, with a ladder leading to a hatch where the door would be. I climb the ladder, and I see a small pad with a picture of a hand on it. I wave my hand over it, the action feeling somewhat familiar, and the hatch opens, sunlight encasing the chamber. The red light recedes, as if it notices I don't need it anymore, and everything is properly colored. I take a look back at the exterior of the chamber I just climbed out of, and I see some form of vehicle half-embedded in the ground, it's appearance suggesting it was meant to fly. Or perhaps fall... I look up at the sky. Is that where I came from? I'll probably never know...
Key Items: -Alpha's Suit
Differing vastly from "Omega's" model, the Alpha model';s only protection comes
from a thermal shielding unit, which can eliminate all but the most extreme heating
conditions, and it's metallic helmet, who's visor lacks the slitted design of it's
counterpart for maximum visibility. The rest is a special form of fiber-like
material used for it's stealth abilities and maximizing Alpha's range of movement.
Said stealth abilities consist of an adaptive camo unit. When immobile for a short
amount of time, the suit scans it's surroundings and changes color to completely
match everything around it, effectively rendering the user near-invisible to
conventional methods of detection, down to updating as objects move behind it.
However, the scan "loses focus" whenever the wearer starts moving at anything faster
than a careful pace again, and reverts back to it's original appearance. It can
automatically repair itself without the assistance of extra materials.
The suit also employs gravitational technology similar to "Omega's" that allows it's
wearer to cling to most surfaces with the bottom of it's gloves and boots.
-Omnistick
A small cylinder that can transform into a variety of tools and melee weapons, with
it's original portion usually serving as a handle.
Items:
-Anton's old firearm...
Bio: "This some kind'a interview? I have to answer it?! Fine... Don't expect me to
like it though..."
"I don't exactly remember much. I woke up in some sort of pod, in some kind of suit. I
wasn't quite insane or stupid enough to consider running around without anything to
wear, so I didn't try to take it off. There was some other guy in there with me, and I
noticed that he had an Omega on the back of his left hand, and I noticed one on mine
as well. Maybe that's our names? I don't know... There was a couple of things in some
case in the pod; a weird gun and a cylinder that sort of looked like a sword handle. I
took both of them. Finders keepers, I guess... Omega could handle himself. I climbed
out of the pod, and sort of wandered around for a while..."
4 (bobert778). Name: Bobert "Bob" Dwordin Aftinblernt | Age: 23 | Species: Human | Survival: A few days| Religion: Notch following | Language: English | Faction: My loyalty is to those who are kind enough to help me
Note: Currently in the RP Bobert has undergone a few changes to his looks. Currently, his right forearm is singed black as coal, and many of his cloths now have a few light scorch marks. Bobert's eyes have also changed, his right eye becoming a dark and uncaring blood red while his left eye is a peaceful and knowledgeable emerald green. Currently he is also missing his white undershirt, as he has lent it to another character for the time being.
Key Items:
-Goggles and torn leather jacket
-A book filled with note to selves
-Gordan
Items:
-A beautiful, enchanted sword named ignis.
-a small, red pouch with sleeping dust
-Highly concentrated potions placed on his belt
--Invisibility
--Strength
--Fire Resistance
--Speed
- A leather backpack with a black plus drawn on the top
Bio
The world changes so much when you aren’t there to see it. I lived a peaceful life up on a hill in the plains with my only constant companion being Gordan, my iron golem. I crafted him with the help of a blacksmith, and besides his simple mindedness, he’s a wonderful friend. He helped me gather materials for my home and fought off the monsters. Life was good. But I went to the nether one day and got stuck there without flint or steel. Trapped in the nether, I had to learn how to survive the harsh conditions and stay clear of the mobs knowing my only way home was a fire charge. After I found all the materials, which was an unbelievable hassle, I made the fire charge and fixed the portal but when I emerged into my basement, I saw my things broken and scattered all over the floor.
Was I griefed? Oh Notch where's Gordan! "Gordan!" A smash came from upstairs and a familiar, dumbstruck face looked through the door and greeted me."Bawb," he said in a cheerful tone as he helped me up the last few steps. My house was in ruins and Gordan looked a bit scuffed up but he seemed completely fine as he smashed a hole through the wall to let me out. The first thing I wanted to see was an animal that didn't want to kill me but the grasslands looked barren and scorched. I looked up at my home and decided to live here any longer was a hazard so I sifted through the rubble for a few sticks and cobble to make a crude pickaxe. After I finished my tool Gordan and I set off towards the direction of what I hoped was still Vardaven.
5 (bobert778). Name: The Almanac | Age: Unknown | Species: spirit | Survival: Unknown | Religion: Athiest | Language: English (Can only speak English, but can translate anything to English) | Faction: "Lives" to help his owner
Key Items
-A small leather book filled with pages upon pages of strange writing and pictures. The book is his tether to this realm as well as his home.
Items
Bio
I was ripped from the spirit realm ages ago and bound to the book as a guide to it's knowledge. My original owner died long ago but before he passed on he placed me deep inside a mineshaft inside a chest. I wait calmly now for the next person to open the cover and read the title aloud. My original owner said I would be a great help to someone one day but as it's been decades of just sitting and waiting I'm beginning to lose my faith. I wish I could opt out sometimes but the only way to do that is to destroy the book with hell fire. Maybe the waiting will pay off soon... maybe...
6 (bobert778). Name: ??? | Age: A few days | Species: Slime | Survival: a few days | Religion: Religion? | Language: Language? | Faction: Neutral
I awoke, enveloped in darkness and surrounded by a cold, hard shell. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? The questions flew about my mind like a swarm of angry bees, only getting madder when they received no answers. Hoping to find some, I pushed against my prison, trying to find a way out and slowly the walls gave way. I continued to push, my prison slowly dissolving and after a few moments, I was free.
I spilled onto the ground, looking around and surveying my surroundings. I was in a large crater, spanning a few meters across with me and my prison at the center. My prison was a ball made from some sort of shiny substance and had a hole in the side from where I'd escaped. I climbed out of the crater and waded through the tall, green, stocks poking out of the ground. I was nearly the same color as them and was almost invisible as I walk through the odd terrain.
I came across another sphere but this one was not perfectly round and a bright red rather then silver. I was about twice as tall as the object and touched it curiously. When my hand made contact, something in the back of my mind told me to embrace the new object and I did, my form seeping over and around whatever it was. In a moment, I'd engulfed the thing and was now rounder because of it. Inside me, the object began to dissolve, adding to my being and becoming part of me. When I'd finished I was a few inches taller and I felt stronger too. I continued to walk onward, looking for something else to eat.
The light in the sky was beginning to diminish and I was a few feet tall now, resting against one of the tall, brown things. I found that the more I grew, the more I needed to eat in order to gain more girth and by now the process had slowed down significantly. I felt tired and decided that I could stay here for the night, rest my body and mind then restart when the light returned.
The last few days had been busy and I'd eaten a lot. I was now six feet tall and I still had some time before the sun went down to eat- why? The question struck me as I ate another of the round, red objects. Why am I here? Why am I doing this? Who am I? I hadn't asked that question since I escaped that metal sphere but now it was back and it burned with a passion. I decided that I needed to learn. I needed to find out who I was and I wasn't going to allow myself to get sidetracked again. Well... maybe just one more, I thought, shoving another red shape into my mouth.
7 (Lavu[l]). Name: Akira (no last name) | Age: 22 | Species: Human | Survival: 2 weeks, 1 day | Religion: Atheist | Language: Japanese, English (though not especially verbose when speaking in either) | Faction: None
Skills/Abilities:
-Swordfighting with a variety of techniques, including quick-draw
-Poison brewing
-Wind magic
-Acrobatics
-Knife throwing
Traits:
Examples:
-Reserved
-Solitary
-Apathetic (-)
-Impatient with others (-)
Looks: Sporting Asian features, a slim figure, somewhat pale skin, and brown eyes, her brownish-black hair parts in a way that, while keeping out of her eyes on the right side, obscures her left eye most of the time. She commonly dresses in black, tight-fitting clothes to maximise movement, plus a black piece of cloth she likes to fold up and wear as a headband.
Key Items:
-A dimly glowing, bright red blade that drains the blood of it's victims
-Short blade
-2 respective sheaths.
Items:
-Seven small throwing knives
-Small vial of poison she coats them with
-Simple equipment to make more of said poison in a pinch.
Bio: I never really knew my parents, though I think I'm much better off that way. I managed to stay alive and well-fed with quick fingers and even quicker feet. Even back then I felt a connection with the wind. We both seemed to know eachother, and sometimes it would listen to me when I called for it's help. It saved me from harm multiple times.
I discovered then that I didn't have any problem with death when I killed a man with his own sword. It was more of an impulse, considering how oafish and perverse he was. I decided that I should try and make some form of money off of one of my few talents.
I killed in return for money for seven years. I started out badly, but I got better. I moved faster and more quietly. I learned to use my weapons effectively through training and repeated run-ins, bought more with my rewards, and learned to use them as well. I took a special job which rewarded me with knowledge of poison. I stole an allegedly "cursed" red blade from one of my targets after he was killed. It was really quite well-made, so I kept it. Life was going nicely...
Until it was decided that I was too dangerous to be used by anyone else. I suppose I should have been suspicious when the official who hired me told me to wait for my reward at the edge of a bluff. I was faced with too many men even for someone of my talents, with no way to escape. Except for one... I jumped off the edge, commanding the wind to guide me away from the rocks. The sea should spirit me away. If I survived it's care...
Theme music:
8 (). Name: Sarah Nocelia | Age: 208. Looks about 10 years old though. | Species: Fae | Survival: 2 weeks | Religion: Animal King | Language: English. Forest speak(Plant and insect speech) | Faction: The Forest, and it's people
Skills/abilities: Speaking to the forest. As a guardian, Sarah is linked to the forest. Taking the responsibility to hear everything that it has to say to her as well. She tends to find this more as an annoyance than a blessing, but it has come in handy during getaways.
Can shrink and grow. Sarah can shrink down to the size of a small twig, and can grow to the size of a ten year old girl. She's also learned how to shrink and grow others as well by channelling her energy along with theirs.
Floating. As all Fae's have wings, so does Sarah. The ability to float about a foot or two off the ground has allowed her to go faster than on feet on certain occasions, and allows her to do some tricky maneuvers.
Traits:
Curious: Count this as you may, whether positive or negative. Sarah loves to find things out, and learn new things. Whether these are dangerous or not. She also will tend to ask too many questions as a side-effect, which generally makes others feel uncomfortable.
Stubborn: As she has lived so long by herself in the forest, Sarah won't do anything unless it's done her way. She will do everything in her power as well to get what she wants.
Charm, and coercion: As I generally rope these two together, I'll count them as two seperate traits. Because Sarah has the looks of a child, she will take these charms into full effect. This has saved her many a time when she was in dire need of food. Add a bit of her silver tongue into the mix, and she can get most fools to believe her facade and give her things for free.
Mean: Unlike most Fae's that will usually only play tricks, Sarah pulls tricks into the extremes. If it's stepping on someone's toes, stealing all of their food, or bothering them half to death, she will do it just to get a laugh. Best not to be around her when she's bored.
Looks:
Key items: None, as of currently.
Items: Herbs, and two potions of swiftness in case she gets in a bind.
Bio:
My story huh? All right, but you'd better take me out to get some food later. As a little girl, I think about eight years old, I was a pretty popular Fae. Everyone else in the village loved me. Elders, friends, and animals. My life was pretty straight forward. I helped to sustain the village, helped the elders to prepare food. All of the basic things that young Fae do. I had two best friends that I made in the village. Ken, and Linda. They were so much fun to be around, and we would always go on adventures. Going out far from the village, and seeing giants in a small clearing. At least at the time, I thought they were giants.
Over the next two years, the village grew wary. My mother and father were scared, and yet I didn't know why. I still don't know why everybody was scared in the village. All I could remember was that the giants started cutting down more trees. My friends and I were forbidden to go into that clearing anymore one day, and so our adventures just weren't as fun. They were so amazing to watch. Seeing them build things, and fight off other giants. Sometimes we would sneak out at night, and find them fighting monsters.
When I turned twelve, the elders started meeting in a huge hut they made just for them. It was right in the middle of the village, and because our village was growing, we needed a town hall. More Fae's started moving in from all over. They said that they would be kicked out of their homes, or their houses would be destroyed. I was just happy that more of them were coming, but more people started to get scared.
Just a few years later, at eighteen, a council was held. The giants were right at our perimeters, and the elders thought that we needed a guardian to ward them off. This was the age also, where we would finally learn to grow and shrink, as a sort of "coming of age" type deal. I learned relatively quickly, as most of my friends struggled. I couldn't exactly tell why it was so easy, I just seemed to be able to do it. After learning how to grow, we were then taught to hide our wings. Imagining they weren't there, or ignoring them tended to work wonders. You could still feel them though, and that was annoying when you learned it. You couldn't tell if they were visible or not, and the adults just kept telling us this. "Eventually, you develop a way to sense if they are hidden. As well as not feeling them, they almost become like nothing."
At the age of twenty, the elders council ended. Apparently, they were holding a council for who would be the next guardian of the forest. I can only assume that was the reason they were afraid, was because the other guardian had died. They chose me. I just cried that entire day. I didn't want to leave my family and friends, and neither did they want me to leave. The elders assured me that I was lucky, and that I has to leave. I was eventually forced out of the village.
The next fifty years, I was trained by a guardian of the next forest over, how to speak to the forest. It was only me and her, and whenever I tried to do something fun she would punish me. I learned to hate her deeply over those years, and she didn't seem to care at all. Like I was a mere child to her. She explained to me that I would have to then find a sacred lake in the forest. A lake that granted immortality, that was only meant for guardians. Your physical age was reverted back to that of a child, to prepare you to be as old as the trees. Most elders lived to be about two hundred, whereas she told me that guardians live to be as old as time if they can survive it. Always looking the same, yet always gaining knowledge. She then explained the faults of immortality: That I would see my friends grow old and die, as I stayed.
I couldn't quite handle it, and refused to drink of the water. She eventually forced me to the lake, and dunked me into the water. She was a cruel teacher, but I have come in recent years to respect her. The next hundred years were torturous, as I watched my friends grow old. They constantly explained how lucky I was, but all I could do was cry at their feet. I knew it was inevitable, and they did too. My parents as well, grew and died. Now, the village has been filled with unfamiliar faces. Fae's I don't know, and don't want to protect, yet I must.
In recent days, the threat of the giants turned to nothing. I had to keep negotiating with them, and they shortly disappeared. I didn't know if they moved elsewhere or not. The animals grew scarce, yet the monsters kept coming. The village was destroyed just a week ago by some mysterious force, yet my vows still remain. The Fae village may have been a part of the forest, but that was it. It was only a part of the forest. I still had to protect all of it. My sadness grew endlessly, as I awaited adventure. A way to get out, without the forest moaning and calling me back. I recognized the giants as humans, people much like the Fae, yet not. They had a much shorter lifespan, and didn't care at all about wildlife. Yet, I was still pulled into them. Their strangeness.
Unlike the photo, Morlock’s entire body is encased in the runic stone. When standing to full height, he’s nearly seven feet tall though he will often be hunched over.
Key Items:
-Earthen Hammer: A weapon that is as much a part of him as the stone entombing him. With this, Morlock can deliver earth shattering blows to any who defy him, and control basic earth magic, such as small tremors.
-A silver locket adorning his hammer
Items: N/A
Bio:
I remember...
Only fragments, but I remember...
They left me to die, cast aside like an expendable scrap of metal...
When I awoke, there was nothing but darkness. Darkness, and pain. Then the lights came, streaks of blue flashing before me, running up my arms and giving me strength. Like a mighty oak, I burst from the earth, stone and dust flying in all directions as I viewed the world I'd been left in. I was in a mine, the supports splintered and strained, rubble everywhere, and the rails of a minecart track lay twisted and shattered underneath a pile of stone.
"What... is this?" I asked myself, my voice a hollow echo of what it once was. Why am I here? How did I get here?... Who am I?, the questions echoed inside me, bouncing around within before fading away into the darkness. Out of the corner of my vision, there was a glimmer of light, and I turned to see I wasn't the only one down here. Standing before me was a man, and though he was shorter then I, he looked at me as if I were helpless, his eyes a shimmering white. In his hand, he held a locket, one made of silver. Slowly, he extended his hand, offering the locket to me.
Tentatively, I reached for the necklace, but stopped once I saw my hand. Rather then flesh, I saw stone, blue lights tracing along the rough surface. While I stared at my hand, the man placed the locket in my palm, then before I could say anything he was gone. I looked at the locket, bringing the piece of metal closer. It was beautiful, a shining token of hope which defied the darkness surrounding it. Then it opened, and I saw what was inside.
"Madison," I whispered, looking down at the picture within. Then the memories came back; why I was here, how I got here, but only pieces of who I was. "They... they left me!" I roared, clutching the locket in my fist. Blinded by rage, I swung out at the nearest thing being the wall of the mineshaft. My fist sunk into the stone, streaks of blue flowing out of the earth and up and down the walls. I pulled my fist free, and with it drew a staff, the stone covered in the same lights as my arms. Pulling again, I wretched the end free, revealing a blunt stone square. Adorning the hammer, the silver locket hung down around its end, the picture hidden once again by the metal casing. I will find them. They took my life from me, they took everything from me. THEY WILL SUFFER!
10 (Greevee). Name: Den | Age: 48 | Species: Enderman | Survival: 2 weeks | Religion: Agnostic | Language: Mob Language, English. | Faction: None, Prefers to live alone, wants to stop conflict.
Skills/Abilities
-Simple Shelter Building
-Teleportation
-Knowledge of the Forest
-Botany Related Survival Skills
-Basic Spell Casting
Traits
-Intelligent
-Can handle himself
-Mentally Sound
Looks
Usual Ender-style, tall, green eyes. Wears a dusty black robe.
Key Items
-A sword made out of wood, (Said to be enchanted and used as a sword, and a wand.)
Items
-A stick
-A bag / sack
-Dirt (He says it's special, but it's really not.)
-Damaged bow
Bio: In the End, when he was ordered to get materials (the usual) he snuck off to find a human, and watched him make fire or water out of thin air, or make lightning strike from the sky. In secret, he tried enchanting, brewing and magic. He was unsuccessful at first, but then he started to learn, as he quickly executed the basics. When he was an adult, he found the human again, and learned he was really friendly, and believed in peace, and balance. He did everything with the man, until he was shot by a man that looked possessed. He took the sword and bag of this man in honor of him, and wounded the possessed man. He took the bow of the man and went back to the end, but was eventually caught enchanting in the end; and eventually banished forever. He lives in a cave at the top of a hill, meditating in peace. He seems weird, but he just wants the conflict to stop. He believes Herobrine and Notch are both gods in a way, as he knows because of legend books that Notch and Herobrine created them all, and they are related. He wants them to become brothers again, but it seemed that Herobrine would not be willing to live in peace. He has lived alone ever since he has known. He cannot help some Enderman instincts, and loves to keep dirt. The Sword is said to have smiting powers, but hasn't been proven yet.
Apps 14 and 15 (By KitcatGurl, and kokolo21) have been removed to here.
Apps 6, 7, 10, 13 and 14 (By Qwerty, TarantulaKid, Nephener, CrunchCarrot, and Withers) have been removed to here.
Other Characters:(Still needs repairs!) (Not currently up to date!)
1 (Teknonick). Name: KAssy Jenica Black | Age: 11 | Species: Enderman (Used to be Human) | Survival: Four days | Religion: None | Language: English and Japanese | Faction: To help others
Looks
Purple eyes and blond hair, small. Wears very 'natural' type clothing. When she's an Enderman, she looks like they do normally, but a little bit smaller.
Key Items
-Stone Headed Spear
Items
-None
Bio
I grew up with no family, being left at the front door of the Orphanage. I was very lonely there, for the other kids didn't like me, and though I was weird, mainly because of my eyes... I was loved by the owner of the Orphanage though, and I loved her back. Whenever people came to the door to adopt us, I was always the first one there... Some how, I had.. a nack, for knowing when someone was coming. But alas, I was not picked, not for many years.
When I was eight, three men came, I was ready of course, and they looked at each of us... They were wearing rough clothing, and had cuts all about them, they were not good people. I was the only one in the room when they first arrived, and they chatted with the Orphanage owner with me sitting there while the others were getting ready. They asked where the others were, and she simply told them they were getting ready. They then asked why I wasn't doing so, but she said that I was already ready. Then looked at each other, and though about it.. I'm betting they were thinking something along the lines of, 'She'd make a great member to the team, she even knew we were coming before we got here!' or something along those lines...
Little did I know how bad they were when they picked me that night... They were a bunch of crooks, and stole from houses. They didn't murder anyone though, and that I am thankful. They taught me the ways of theft, silence, and quickly I became better than the boss, at only ten years of age...
2 (Teknonick). Name: Rob | Age: Unknown | Species: Unknown | Survival: 1 Day | Religion: Unknown | Language: Creeper, Pig and Pigman | Faction: Unknown
Looks
6 Feet and 2 inches tall. Has a Green tint, like a Creeper. Built like a human, but has four legs instead of two. Wears very futuristic clothing, and could be confused as for a captain...
Key Items
-None
Items
-Translator
Tiny Bio
Rob grew up on Creeptune, as a poor child. He never went to school, for that is only for the rich, and was taught by his father, a janitor on a famous ship. He had played with the other kids in his establishment, and made any friends, one of which, joined him on his adventure that was soon to come. When he grew older, he joined an exploration team, set out to explore new planets, but he had no idea it had a secret reason other than to explore. As a standard for all ships going on exploration missions, their memories of the past are temporarily erased, as for if they are caught by something, they will not give away anything. Not all memories are lost, such as family stuff, or their friends who join them.
3. Name: Steve | Age: 19 | Species: Human | Survival: 2 Weeks, 3 days | Religion: Unknown | Language: English | Faction: Self Survival
Skills/Abilities:
Long-living (Lives a lot longer than a regular ocelot)
Smarter than the average cat (Loss of Intelligence averted)
Traits:
Smart
Kind
Slower than the average cat (Gain of Agility averted)
Easy to make insane (Better chance of drop of intelligence)
Caring
Looks:http://www.minecraft...blocks/cat.png" /> but with blue eyes instead of green
Key Items:
-Tiger (Owner)
Items:
-None
Bio:
She lived with Tiger, in the forest. She really loved it! She loves Tiger... But then Herobrine came, and wrecked everything, except Tiger, of course. But, as they were leaving the forest, she noticed something werid about Tiger, he finally understood HER! This means a lot to her! But now, Herobrine is on their tail, and they have to run away and fast! Will they get away?
6 (Bobert778). Name: Elizabeth Aftinblernt| Age: 40 | Species: Human | Survival: over 2 weeks | Religion: Impartial Notch following | Language: English, Arcane, and a bit of enchantment | Faction: Bring things back to normal
Skills/Abilities (Name a maximum of 5 skills or abilities that your character possesses.)
Examples:
-Skilled in spell casting
-Experienced cook
-Extensive knowledge of magical artifacts
-Medicinal knowledge
Traits (Name a maximum of 5 traits that describe who your character is, these can be positive or negative. You must have at-least 1 negative)
Examples:
-Friendly
-Intelligent
-well versed
-emotionally unstable
Looks: A little on the short side, Elizabeth always seems to wear a simple, dark green and white dress. The garment has long sleeves and reaches down just about to her ankles. She wears a pair of brown, sort of hybrid boot/slippers for foot wear and her black hair is a about shoulder width and normally kept combed. She has light brown eyes, and a slightly darkened skin tone similar to her son's.
Key Items: A mages staff crafted from the branch of a birch tree, and a nether star necklace
Items: A satchel, a few books, some medical supplies, a bag of seeds, and a hairbrush
Bio: Until recently, Elizabeth hadn't known there was an invasion. When her son had shown up with a large party of survivors, she and her husband learned what they had missed. For a while, things were well up until Herobrine learned of their location and infiltrated their safe haven. She lost her husband and would soon need to leave her home in order to avoid being defeated by Herobrines forces. The whole ordeal seems to have shaken her, making Elizabeth a little unstable and prone to outbursts.
Human App
Name: Jolion
Age: 16
Survived: 5 days.
Looks: Regular Steve, with Purple Shirt, and Green Pants, Blond Hair.
Jolion: Okay... Now that THAT trap is finishes, I better go collect some wood...
*I walk out to a small nearby forest, and begin cutting down trees. A tree falls as I cut it, and am nearly squeshed!*
Jolion: I better be more careful next time!
*I pick up a log and carry it back to my cave*
ERROR 404! Yeah, no. Don't try and copy this post. This RP has evolved a lot since this post, and is using the old format. The IC I posted here is also horrifying! If you plan on doing ANYTHING like what you see on this post right here I'm typing on, this is not the RP for you.
And if you were going to use this format, that means you didn't even bother reading the rules ... Shame on you...
Survived: How long have you survived so far? Newly Spawned
Looks: In my default skin:
mah alt is Steve with a creeper shirt and goggles with black pants will post pic soon
((Okay, do the ALT please... Your default skin can be your space suit, if you ever go out into space...))
Jolion: Uhh.. This is heavy... Okay, now time to go back and grab the other log!
*I walk back to the tree I just cut down and pick up my log*
Jolion: Okay, now that I have th.... Wait a minute... The fog....
*I drop my log, and RUSH back to my cave, and slam the door shut*
Jolion: He will NOT get me! I'm prepared this time! He WONT have my base AGAIN!
*A hissing is heard above the cave*
Jolion: Ooh sh..
*The explosion goes off as I fall down. Herobrine is seen outside, looking down at me, smiling....*
Herobrine: THIS PLACE, IS MINE!
Jolion: No!!!
*I run back outside, activating my trap, blowing up the rest of my house, and hurting Herobrine in the process*
Herobrine: I will have you, it is only a matter of time.......
*The Fog thickens, then he disappears.. The fog goes away, to reveal it is now night...*
Jolion: Its no moon... Will be hard to see my way around, hopefully I can find some food, or better yet, a roaming animal!
*I wander around looking for a place to rest*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
((Accepted! Nice to see another one aboard :3))
((As a Note, both of you spawned at night, there are no monsters to worry about on Minecraftia anymore, but food and shelter is ALWAYS an issue....))
I wake up on a beach with sand and wonder where am I? I look around. After the world stops spinning and my headache is bearable I find it is night. "Yeesh where am I?," I wonder aloud and start exploring.
((Is it minecraft physics or IRL physics? Also my default is a Spartan III from reach as a note))"Eh," I say turning around quickly. No one there. "Heh heh must have been my imagination," I say to calm myself.
((Is it minecraft physics or IRL physics? Also my default is a Spartan III from reach as a note))
"Eh," I say turning around quickly. No one there. "Heh heh must have been my imagination," I say to calm myself.
((Its more IRL physics, with a little Minecraft physics... AKA Water DOES run, and can run out.. And Lava will flow downhills, and stay in a neat pool at the bottom... Storms are more fierce than normal though...))
((Ok then I guess because I wanted to punch trees with MAH FISTS OF STEEL!))
I keep looking around for anyone nothing. "Is anyone here?" I say as loud as I dare.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
Wumpis
Join Date:
12/25/2010
Posts:
226
Location:
Grumpis
Minecraft:
teknonick
Xbox:
No.
Member Details
*I see someone near sand, and a pile of water, I think it best to ignore him, thinking he might be a trap*
Jolion: I'd best ignore him, he might be a trap, sent by HIM....
*I run past a few trees, then trip hurting my ankle*
Jolion: AHHHH! NOO! IT HURTS!!! I CAN'T DIE LIKE THIS!!!!
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
Okay, sorry. I should have mentioned this a LONG time ago. But to make sure everyone understands, this is NOT minecraft! This RP is LIKE it, like how it has Creepers and Herobrine ETC type stuff, but it's NOT square and DOES follow the rules of physics ETC! Other things like the religions and the name of the world are also based around minecraft, such as Notch Following or Minecraftia(Yes that's the name of the world, not 'Earth' . I also don't want to confuse anyone when I say 'Spawn', that's just a 'figure of speech'... I don't really mean it. 'Spawning'; could mean you just woke up in a pond and have Amnesia, or you've just experienced your first problems with Herobrine. You could have also lived somewhere other than the areas on the map and was transported over!
I also want to say, no more space people. I'm done with that, and it's gone now. Bye bye.
Okay, this is the FIRST RP I am starting, because I posted a quick few posts in another RP, I wanted it to become a FULL RP! So, here it is!
Okay, this RP is based off of the Herobrine myths, I loved believing Herobrine alot (Didn't post about him till now (Actually one other post... hehe), and the other RP) so I thought it would be sort of fun!
Plot:
More and more things of this world are being discovered, such as secret alien races, and mythical beings of the old. Deadly viruses have erupted from a cave, and is highly deadly.
The first day you arrived, you woke up, in a new land.. Either by a pond, or on a tree. You could have woken up on your bed, if you've lived on Minecraftia before, after a coma, the choice is yours. An evil legend has woken up, the fearful Herobrine. Anyone who says his name, is said to be struck down, dead, by deadly powers.
Some of you may have lived here before, return to your once bright village, now burned to the ground. You may have lived by yourself, in your little hut with your little dog. You may have come from Earth, or some unknown planet.... You may have been summoned, created by, Herobrine, or some likes. You may have simply, existed, appearing on a pond, having no idea where you are, or how you came to being, this is the case for most of those who now run in fear, from the dreadful Herobrine.
Will you survive? Will you defeat him? Will you undercover a new enemy? Will you escape to a safe planet? Will you save lives? These are simple questions to ask yourself... Are you ready?
1. You may NOT control Herobrine. There is only ONE Herobrine, and ONE event at a time.. If your bored, just go gather some supplies, or build a few traps, you will need it!
2. You cannot build or find spaceships. If you want a spaceship, please ask a moderator, and we will put a spaceship, or parts for one, somewhere... I would rather have most people on one planet...
3. No SUPER supplies of stuff, AKA gathered a thousand stacks of wood in a day! The longer you survive, the more stuff you earn (You post what you are earning)
4. NO Respawning! If you MUST, you will have to start over your supplies and base, and go make a new base...
5. Interact with other survivors! Or try to kill Herobrine! He can die, but is very powerful... He doesn't normally show his true face though.
6. Check this every now and then, I will post more rules as I see fit...
7. If you actually read these rules, clean up your app to look like the others that are already accepted and put (Herobrine) under your age section of the app. (Use Bobs app as a base for yours... I'd say mine, but the BIO is a bit long...)
8. Physics are more towards realism, than Minecraft. Hills are rounded a bit, but there are still blocks... Water flows and evaporates, and there are twigs on the ground... You can gather sap from trees to make your first tools. No Tree punching sadly...
Name: CharacterName | Age: CharacterAge | Species: CharacterSpecies | Survival: SurvivalLength | Religion: CharacterReligion | Language: KnownLanguages | Faction: WhatFor/WhoFor/WhyDoYouSurvive
Stats (Each stat is on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the strongest in that stat, 1 being the weakest. You may have a max of 45 points (A maximum of 35 points for Minions. Sanity points are free for Minions only.)(Sanity points are worth 1/2 a point... So every 2 Sanity is 1 point used!))
-Strength (How strong is your character?)
-Stamina (How long can your character withstand physical or mental effort before exhausting energy?)
-Endurance (How much pain or stress can your character endure?)
-Agility (How quick is your characters speed and/or reflexes?)
-Intelligence (How well can your character apply knowledge and skills?)
-Wisdom (How much knowledge and experience does your character have?)
-Sanity (How sane is your character?)
Skills/Abilities (Name a maximum of 5 skills or abilities that your character possesses.)
Examples:
-Woodcutting
-Mining
-Fishing
-Repairing
-Architectural Design
-Crafting
-Hunting
You can also include special actions that your character can perform. These are only examples.
Traits (Name a maximum of 5 traits that describe who your character is, these can be positive or negative. You must have at-least 1 negative)
Examples:
-Smart
-Brave
-Courageous
-Unstable
-Incompetent
-Curious
Looks: (Put what you look like here!) (No being Steve, but with X features. Be creative, actually MAKE a cool character! Ask around if you need help, we have a few ideas already if you need some.)
Key Items (Name any number of items of importance or uniqueness that your character possesses.)
Items (Name any normal items your character possesses.)
Bio (Please state a bio about your character, about 1 or 2 paragraphs long... The bio may include stuff that has happened before the invasion, or if you've been around during the invasion, you may include what has happened.)
Example Species
-Human (Or elves, or dwarfs. ETC. Half-Orc and stuff like that.)
-Animal (All the Wolf RPers have left, so you can be them!)
-Monster (Creeper, SIlverfish, Orc, Enderman.. Anything you deem monstrous.)
-Minon (Can look like a regular human, animal or whatever don't forget! You could even be an animal!)
(If you've chosen Minion, you work for Herobrine, your job is to hunt down survivors, and sabotage them, and relay your work back to your master... Herobrine.... You are much weaker than a normal human, so fighting them is NOT an option... If you die, you respawn the next night... Also don't put down your survival time (It's not needed))
(Sanity is free for animals, monsters and Minions...)
(Each species may know ANY language, even if it's one you made up, or an animal language. Just make sure you don't go crazy with the languages)
(Survival length is limited to a minimum of newly spawned, to a maximum of 2 weeks and four days! It is how long you have survived during the arrival of Herobrine, whether that be you just woke up in a lake, or you've been out on a ship... Then you could have been hiding in your basement from the dangers, or running around, fighting the monsters..)
(PLEASE make sure you obey ALL rules, or your app will be denied!)
(Remember, your character doesn't have to have a religion... The current options (You can make up your own too) Notch Following, Herobrinist, CoDF (Chicken of Destiny Follower), lt's Un-Named-Yet and, Put-Your-Religion-Name-Here! If you make a new religion, please, say what are your god(s) and/or believes!)
(To prove you've read the entire App Section, say Herobrine under your age
(Don't forget to clean up your app! Making it nice and clean for the Admins, gives you a better chance of being accepted! Also not following the format, will get your app DENIED! An easy way to check, is to look at MY app in the Apps section. The post just below this is Outdated so... ignore that app...)
(The new app system was help made by, Tarantulakid96! Make sure to thank him for this!)
(Sprites can be made, IF requested... It might take awhile to make though...)
Notch Following
-Notch. Notch is the creator of Minecraftia and the universe! He has done everything he can to protect us, until he died in an honorable battle with Herobrine!
-Herobrine. Notches evil creation! The one created by Notch, turned on him and is now enslaving the world!
-Believes:
We believe Notch made everything! Including Herobrine! But something horrible went wrong making HIM turn on Notch, killing him and taking over the world!
Herobrinist
-Herobrine. Herobrine is our god, he has taken over the god Notch, for he has an insight, for a new world order! He wants to destroy all who oppose him and take back what is rightfully his!
-Notch. The original creator of the universe! He has failed the people of the universe, forcing Herobrine into action, to make the universe better!
-Believes:
Herobrine is our master, lord and for most of us, our savior! He takes us in, as his children. Teaches us of his ways, shows us his might and destroys all who appose! The one named Notch was the old creator, but Herobrine, is the new!
Chicken of Destiny
Chicken of Destiny. The one and only! God of all chickens! Help all who befriend those that cluck!
-Believes:
The Chicken of Destiny is our god! He is said to show in the form of a normal chicken, helping all miners who appease him by showing them the way to ores! It is also said, that one who worships he who clucks, will be cured of all illness!
Jebhobus Witnesses
-Notch. Creator of the universe, protecting all who worship! Said to be murdered by an evil force, some who call Herobrine... We believe otherwise.
-Jens. A demi-god, said to be related to Notch, but unknown. He took over Notch's work of creating the Universe, finishing Notch's doings, but in doing so, made many things worse. He had tried to stop Notch from unleashing the destruction of the masses, but was turned down, and is thought to b hiding somewhere on the main island, forced to forever live a life of a mortal...
-Believes:
Notch was the creator of all, until he had unleashed a force to whip out the masses... Saving only those, who stayed faithful... This force was said to have possessed the one known as Herobrine, a dis-believing miner. Herobrine has been forced by this evil force to bend at it's will, forever tormented and forced to watch the horrors from within!
Enderism
God:
Enderdragon: Creator of the Ender world, and species! He is almighty, and powerful! All who appose him die in a horrible death!
Beliefs:
Endermen were brought forth by the almighty Enderdragon, and that the Allmighty Enderdragon is an immortal being, using his immortality to heal his precious children. He is looked up to by the Ender people, yet feared. He comes to the aid of his children, who worship him. He is also the creator of the Ender world!
Animal King
Animal King:
The creator of all animals, only animals that believe in him shall survive the mysterious person's onslaught!
???:
The myterious person whom killed the Animal King, must be killed at all cost!
Beliefs:
A myterious person, belived to exist from another religion, killed the animal king. We must keep our faith high enough that we survive, and the person dies!
Ghastism
(Please note that this is a Nether-only religion.)
Gods:
-Ghasts (or the Gha'meese)
Ghastimists believe that Ghasts are the spirits of Gods who have been brought down by the Gu'mahagh to enforce the ways of nature in the Nether and provide a certain order. They are said to control the souls of each individual.
-The Gu'mahagh
The Gu'mahagh was considered to be the greatest of all Gods, and watched over all dimensions. This God is believed to control which God spirits would be sent to the Nether in the form of Ghasts. It is also said the the Gu'mahagh himself sometimes appears in the Nether in Ghast form.
Beliefs:
-Ghasts have the ability to alter one's mental perception or even to erase their minds or beings.
-Glowstone (or gh'atome) is the blessed stone of Ghasts.
-Lighting one's home with glowstone would bring them good luck.
-Gre'hengers (beings from other dimensions) were thought to be evil wrongdoers of the Gu'mahagh who would enter through Do'numoes (Nether Portals). Unless they caused havoc, Ghastimists would wait for the Gods to persuade them to leave. Otherwise they will protect their world at all costs.
-Burning a Wither skull would keep Gre'hengers away.
-Uttering the words 'ha'vuun org in hein o bla'skivik' was believed to cause that person to become insane.
Rituals:
-Ghast worship
Ghastimists would worship Ghasts at an alter each time before they went to sleep. This alter would be constructed from netherbrick and would be laced with glowstone. A Wither skull would be burned during worship. If one did not have access to an alter before sleep, the words 'en oo'kna gh'ahim' (I cannot worship) would be uttered aloud instead. The Ghastimist would then present a gift or offering during their next worship.
-Lymyft feeding
Ghastimists would feed Lymyfts (Cannibalistic firefly-like creatures) once every other day to prevent them from eating each other. This was considered a symbol of peace, and was a common good deed. Lymyfts were often kept in jars near one's Ghast alter, an were sometimes considered a sort of pet.
Atheist
-Believes:
They simply believe in no god. Every thing else, is up to the 'believer'.
This is a map of the currently 'explored' locations: v6.1
Susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
This is an 'in-RP' map: v5.0
susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
This is a map map of the areas Herobrine as control over, and where the Corruption has spread: v5.0
Susceptible to change, and will be updated often as more areas are explored.
1. It turns out, Villagers are smart, the Iron Golems have been forcing them to play dumb!
2. A space ship has been spotted near one of the spawn points, it went down due to an unknown attack!
3. A species of alien has been encountered! They look like Creepers, but about the shape of a human.
4: A stronghold of survivors has been attacked. But the survivors re-took it!
5. A burned down village has been discovered.
6. Some purple-like moss has been sighted near a cave!
These are people you need to listen too!
Op: Teknonick AKA Tektonic
Head Admin: Tarantulakid96 (He lives!) AKA Tiny Minotarantula
Event Mod: Bobert778 (He has control over Herobrine Events if something isn't already happening.) AKA Bawb
App Nazi: Lavulman (Comments on all the Apps with useful hurtful information (I say hurtful because a lot of people take it the wrong way; they're just opinions and corrections.)) AKA Lavu[l]
Here's a link to my Game Hub! See links to other RPs, Games, or even character's there! I have a ton of stuff and start polls there, so be sure to check it out!
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
-Strength 3
-Stamina 5
-Endurance 5
-Agility 8
-Intelligence 6
-Wisdom 7
-Sanity 3
Skills/Abilities
-Construction
-Trapping
-Basic Survival Skills
Traits
-Intelligent
-Likable
-Quick
-Trusting at times
-Insane
Looks
Weighs about 110 pounds, 6 feet and 3 inches tall. Average length, blackish hair, with bits of brown coming in, and bits of gray coming in. Wears very plain clothing of the modern time (Medieval). A little bit of a hunch when I walk, but it's not noticeable....
Key Items
-Iron Dagger
-Magical Stone tipped Spear (Lost)
Items
-Makeshift Wooden Sword
-Bag
Extremely Large Bio
2 ([lavu]l). Name: Anton | Age: Unknown. Looks (Under) Twenty | Species: Human | Survival: 2-3 Days | Religion: None | Language: English | Faction: None
-Strength 10
-Stamina 6
-Endurance 10
-Agility 4
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 1
-Sanity 4
Skills/Abilities
-Repair
-Advanced Redstone Skills
-Marksmanship
-?
-?
Traits
-Calm
-Courageous
-Analytical
-Quick Learner
-Forgets What he's Doing
Looks:
Key Items:
Suit
The suit has thrusters, but they are made for manuevering through zero-gravity environments, and aren't strong enough to lift it's wearer off the ground with Minecraftia's gravitational pull, so they are pretty much useless unless underwater, where it makes up for the fact that the suit is somewhat heavy for swimming. The propellant also self-refuels.
The suit is also airtight, designed to support it's wearer in the vaccuum of space. Obviously, there aren't too many vaccuums on Minecraftia, but this also works quite well underwater, the air tanks lasting for over a day, but this shoots down incredibly if the suit is damaged at all, about an hour, then sloping steadily downwards, and can't work at all when depleted. The helmet itself can function as a gas-mask if needed, regardless of the suit's status, to protect against airborne viral infections.
The sui's visor also allows night-vision and thermal vision...)
Items:
-Alpha's former firearm
Bio:
I decide it's best to see where I am, first. I'm in a cylindrical chamber, with a ladder leading to a hatch where the door would be. I climb the ladder, and I see a small pad with a picture of a hand on it. I wave my hand over it, the action feeling somewhat familiar, and the hatch opens, sunlight encasing the chamber. The red light recedes, as if it notices I don't need it anymore, and everything is properly colored. I take a look back at the exterior of the chamber I just climbed out of, and I see some form of vehicle half-embedded in the ground, it's appearance suggesting it was meant to fly. Or perhaps fall... I look up at the sky. Is that where I came from? I'll probably never know...
3 (lavu[l]). Name: Alpha | Age: 19 | Species: Human(?) | Survival: 3 days | Religion: N/A | Language: English. | Faction: None
-Strength: 5
-Stamina 10
-Endurance 5
-Agility: 10
-Intelligence: 8
-Wisdom: 3
-Sanity: 4
Skills/Abilities:
-Climbing
-Melee Combat
-Stealth
Traits:
-Brave
-Arrogant
-Fearless
-Ambitious
Looks: Alpha Suit.
Key Items:
-Alpha's Suit
Differing vastly from "Omega's" model, the Alpha model';s only protection comes
from a thermal shielding unit, which can eliminate all but the most extreme heating
conditions, and it's metallic helmet, who's visor lacks the slitted design of it's
counterpart for maximum visibility. The rest is a special form of fiber-like
material used for it's stealth abilities and maximizing Alpha's range of movement.
Said stealth abilities consist of an adaptive camo unit. When immobile for a short
amount of time, the suit scans it's surroundings and changes color to completely
match everything around it, effectively rendering the user near-invisible to
conventional methods of detection, down to updating as objects move behind it.
However, the scan "loses focus" whenever the wearer starts moving at anything faster
than a careful pace again, and reverts back to it's original appearance. It can
automatically repair itself without the assistance of extra materials.
The suit also employs gravitational technology similar to "Omega's" that allows it's
wearer to cling to most surfaces with the bottom of it's gloves and boots.
-Omnistick
A small cylinder that can transform into a variety of tools and melee weapons, with
it's original portion usually serving as a handle.
Items:
-Anton's old firearm...
Bio: "This some kind'a interview? I have to answer it?! Fine... Don't expect me to
like it though..."
"I don't exactly remember much. I woke up in some sort of pod, in some kind of suit. I
wasn't quite insane or stupid enough to consider running around without anything to
wear, so I didn't try to take it off. There was some other guy in there with me, and I
noticed that he had an Omega on the back of his left hand, and I noticed one on mine
as well. Maybe that's our names? I don't know... There was a couple of things in some
case in the pod; a weird gun and a cylinder that sort of looked like a sword handle. I
took both of them. Finders keepers, I guess... Omega could handle himself. I climbed
out of the pod, and sort of wandered around for a while..."
4 (bobert778). Name: Bobert "Bob" Dwordin Aftinblernt | Age: 23 | Species: Human | Survival: A few days| Religion: Notch following | Language: English | Faction: My loyalty is to those who are kind enough to help me
-Strength 9
-Stamina 8
-Endurance 7
-Agility 5
-Intelligence 7
-Wisdom 2
-Sanity 7
Skills/Abilities
-Alcamedial knowledge
-Knowledge of golems
-Basic mining skills
-Basic swordsmanship
-Understanding of the nether
Traits
-Slow learner
-Helpful
-Diplomatic
-Happy
-Forgetful
Looks:
Note: Currently in the RP Bobert has undergone a few changes to his looks. Currently, his right forearm is singed black as coal, and many of his cloths now have a few light scorch marks. Bobert's eyes have also changed, his right eye becoming a dark and uncaring blood red while his left eye is a peaceful and knowledgeable emerald green. Currently he is also missing his white undershirt, as he has lent it to another character for the time being.
Key Items:
-Goggles and torn leather jacket
-A book filled with note to selves
-Gordan
Items:
-A beautiful, enchanted sword named ignis.
-a small, red pouch with sleeping dust
-Highly concentrated potions placed on his belt
--Invisibility
--Strength
--Fire Resistance
--Speed
- A leather backpack with a black plus drawn on the top
Bio
Was I griefed? Oh Notch where's Gordan! "Gordan!" A smash came from upstairs and a familiar, dumbstruck face looked through the door and greeted me."Bawb," he said in a cheerful tone as he helped me up the last few steps. My house was in ruins and Gordan looked a bit scuffed up but he seemed completely fine as he smashed a hole through the wall to let me out. The first thing I wanted to see was an animal that didn't want to kill me but the grasslands looked barren and scorched. I looked up at my home and decided to live here any longer was a hazard so I sifted through the rubble for a few sticks and cobble to make a crude pickaxe. After I finished my tool Gordan and I set off towards the direction of what I hoped was still Vardaven.
5 (bobert778). Name: The Almanac | Age: Unknown | Species: spirit | Survival: Unknown | Religion: Athiest | Language: English (Can only speak English, but can translate anything to English) | Faction: "Lives" to help his owner
-Strength 0 (No physical influance)
-Stamina 5
-Endurance 5
-Agility 5
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 10
-Sanity 8
Skills/Abilities
-Vast knowledge of anything within the book
-Phasing
-Can understand and translate any language
-Can retreat into the book
Traits
-Smart
-Joker
-Passive aggressive
-Speaks his mind
-Not very serious
Looks
http://i.imgur.com/Qwi8Y.jpg
Key Items
-A small leather book filled with pages upon pages of strange writing and pictures. The book is his tether to this realm as well as his home.
Items
Bio
I was ripped from the spirit realm ages ago and bound to the book as a guide to it's knowledge. My original owner died long ago but before he passed on he placed me deep inside a mineshaft inside a chest. I wait calmly now for the next person to open the cover and read the title aloud. My original owner said I would be a great help to someone one day but as it's been decades of just sitting and waiting I'm beginning to lose my faith. I wish I could opt out sometimes but the only way to do that is to destroy the book with hell fire. Maybe the waiting will pay off soon... maybe...
6 (bobert778). Name: ??? | Age: A few days | Species: Slime | Survival: a few days | Religion: Religion? | Language: Language? | Faction: Neutral
-Strength 4
-Stamina 9
-Endurance 10
-Agility 7
-Intelligence 7
-Wisdom 1
-Sanity 7
Skills/Abilities
-morphing
-acidic properties
-regenerative properties
-self division
-photographic memory
Traits
-friendly
-too trusting
-easily manipulated
-curious
-quick learner
Looks:
Key Items: N/A
Items: N/A
Bio:
I awoke, enveloped in darkness and surrounded by a cold, hard shell. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? The questions flew about my mind like a swarm of angry bees, only getting madder when they received no answers. Hoping to find some, I pushed against my prison, trying to find a way out and slowly the walls gave way. I continued to push, my prison slowly dissolving and after a few moments, I was free.
I spilled onto the ground, looking around and surveying my surroundings. I was in a large crater, spanning a few meters across with me and my prison at the center. My prison was a ball made from some sort of shiny substance and had a hole in the side from where I'd escaped. I climbed out of the crater and waded through the tall, green, stocks poking out of the ground. I was nearly the same color as them and was almost invisible as I walk through the odd terrain.
I came across another sphere but this one was not perfectly round and a bright red rather then silver. I was about twice as tall as the object and touched it curiously. When my hand made contact, something in the back of my mind told me to embrace the new object and I did, my form seeping over and around whatever it was. In a moment, I'd engulfed the thing and was now rounder because of it. Inside me, the object began to dissolve, adding to my being and becoming part of me. When I'd finished I was a few inches taller and I felt stronger too. I continued to walk onward, looking for something else to eat.
---------------------------------------------------
The light in the sky was beginning to diminish and I was a few feet tall now, resting against one of the tall, brown things. I found that the more I grew, the more I needed to eat in order to gain more girth and by now the process had slowed down significantly. I felt tired and decided that I could stay here for the night, rest my body and mind then restart when the light returned.
---------------------------------------------------
The last few days had been busy and I'd eaten a lot. I was now six feet tall and I still had some time before the sun went down to eat- why? The question struck me as I ate another of the round, red objects. Why am I here? Why am I doing this? Who am I? I hadn't asked that question since I escaped that metal sphere but now it was back and it burned with a passion. I decided that I needed to learn. I needed to find out who I was and I wasn't going to allow myself to get sidetracked again. Well... maybe just one more, I thought, shoving another red shape into my mouth.
7 (Lavu[l]). Name: Akira (no last name) | Age: 22 | Species: Human | Survival: 2 weeks, 1 day | Religion: Atheist | Language: Japanese, English (though not especially verbose when speaking in either) | Faction: None
-Strength 5
-Stamina 8
-Endurance 5
-Agility 10
-Intelligence 7
-Wisdom 5
-Sanity 5
Skills/Abilities:
-Swordfighting with a variety of techniques, including quick-draw
-Poison brewing
-Wind magic
-Acrobatics
-Knife throwing
Traits:
Examples:
-Reserved
-Solitary
-Apathetic (-)
-Impatient with others (-)
Looks: Sporting Asian features, a slim figure, somewhat pale skin, and brown eyes, her brownish-black hair parts in a way that, while keeping out of her eyes on the right side, obscures her left eye most of the time. She commonly dresses in black, tight-fitting clothes to maximise movement, plus a black piece of cloth she likes to fold up and wear as a headband.
Key Items:
-A dimly glowing, bright red blade that drains the blood of it's victims
-Short blade
-2 respective sheaths.
Items:
-Seven small throwing knives
-Small vial of poison she coats them with
-Simple equipment to make more of said poison in a pinch.
Bio: I never really knew my parents, though I think I'm much better off that way. I managed to stay alive and well-fed with quick fingers and even quicker feet. Even back then I felt a connection with the wind. We both seemed to know eachother, and sometimes it would listen to me when I called for it's help. It saved me from harm multiple times.
I discovered then that I didn't have any problem with death when I killed a man with his own sword. It was more of an impulse, considering how oafish and perverse he was. I decided that I should try and make some form of money off of one of my few talents.
I killed in return for money for seven years. I started out badly, but I got better. I moved faster and more quietly. I learned to use my weapons effectively through training and repeated run-ins, bought more with my rewards, and learned to use them as well. I took a special job which rewarded me with knowledge of poison. I stole an allegedly "cursed" red blade from one of my targets after he was killed. It was really quite well-made, so I kept it. Life was going nicely...
Until it was decided that I was too dangerous to be used by anyone else. I suppose I should have been suspicious when the official who hired me told me to wait for my reward at the edge of a bluff. I was faced with too many men even for someone of my talents, with no way to escape. Except for one... I jumped off the edge, commanding the wind to guide me away from the rocks. The sea should spirit me away. If I survived it's care...
Theme music:
8 (). Name: Sarah Nocelia | Age: 208. Looks about 10 years old though. | Species: Fae | Survival: 2 weeks | Religion: Animal King | Language: English. Forest speak(Plant and insect speech) | Faction: The Forest, and it's people
Sanity: 8
Strength: 3
Stamina: 6
Endurance: 4
Agility: 7
Intelligence: 5
Wisdom: 8
Skills/abilities: Speaking to the forest. As a guardian, Sarah is linked to the forest. Taking the responsibility to hear everything that it has to say to her as well. She tends to find this more as an annoyance than a blessing, but it has come in handy during getaways.
Can shrink and grow. Sarah can shrink down to the size of a small twig, and can grow to the size of a ten year old girl. She's also learned how to shrink and grow others as well by channelling her energy along with theirs.
Floating. As all Fae's have wings, so does Sarah. The ability to float about a foot or two off the ground has allowed her to go faster than on feet on certain occasions, and allows her to do some tricky maneuvers.
Traits:
Curious: Count this as you may, whether positive or negative. Sarah loves to find things out, and learn new things. Whether these are dangerous or not. She also will tend to ask too many questions as a side-effect, which generally makes others feel uncomfortable.
Stubborn: As she has lived so long by herself in the forest, Sarah won't do anything unless it's done her way. She will do everything in her power as well to get what she wants.
Charm, and coercion: As I generally rope these two together, I'll count them as two seperate traits. Because Sarah has the looks of a child, she will take these charms into full effect. This has saved her many a time when she was in dire need of food. Add a bit of her silver tongue into the mix, and she can get most fools to believe her facade and give her things for free.
Mean: Unlike most Fae's that will usually only play tricks, Sarah pulls tricks into the extremes. If it's stepping on someone's toes, stealing all of their food, or bothering them half to death, she will do it just to get a laugh. Best not to be around her when she's bored.
Looks:
Key items: None, as of currently.
Items: Herbs, and two potions of swiftness in case she gets in a bind.
Bio:
Over the next two years, the village grew wary. My mother and father were scared, and yet I didn't know why. I still don't know why everybody was scared in the village. All I could remember was that the giants started cutting down more trees. My friends and I were forbidden to go into that clearing anymore one day, and so our adventures just weren't as fun. They were so amazing to watch. Seeing them build things, and fight off other giants. Sometimes we would sneak out at night, and find them fighting monsters.
When I turned twelve, the elders started meeting in a huge hut they made just for them. It was right in the middle of the village, and because our village was growing, we needed a town hall. More Fae's started moving in from all over. They said that they would be kicked out of their homes, or their houses would be destroyed. I was just happy that more of them were coming, but more people started to get scared.
Just a few years later, at eighteen, a council was held. The giants were right at our perimeters, and the elders thought that we needed a guardian to ward them off. This was the age also, where we would finally learn to grow and shrink, as a sort of "coming of age" type deal. I learned relatively quickly, as most of my friends struggled. I couldn't exactly tell why it was so easy, I just seemed to be able to do it. After learning how to grow, we were then taught to hide our wings. Imagining they weren't there, or ignoring them tended to work wonders. You could still feel them though, and that was annoying when you learned it. You couldn't tell if they were visible or not, and the adults just kept telling us this. "Eventually, you develop a way to sense if they are hidden. As well as not feeling them, they almost become like nothing."
At the age of twenty, the elders council ended. Apparently, they were holding a council for who would be the next guardian of the forest. I can only assume that was the reason they were afraid, was because the other guardian had died. They chose me. I just cried that entire day. I didn't want to leave my family and friends, and neither did they want me to leave. The elders assured me that I was lucky, and that I has to leave. I was eventually forced out of the village.
The next fifty years, I was trained by a guardian of the next forest over, how to speak to the forest. It was only me and her, and whenever I tried to do something fun she would punish me. I learned to hate her deeply over those years, and she didn't seem to care at all. Like I was a mere child to her. She explained to me that I would have to then find a sacred lake in the forest. A lake that granted immortality, that was only meant for guardians. Your physical age was reverted back to that of a child, to prepare you to be as old as the trees. Most elders lived to be about two hundred, whereas she told me that guardians live to be as old as time if they can survive it. Always looking the same, yet always gaining knowledge. She then explained the faults of immortality: That I would see my friends grow old and die, as I stayed.
I couldn't quite handle it, and refused to drink of the water. She eventually forced me to the lake, and dunked me into the water. She was a cruel teacher, but I have come in recent years to respect her. The next hundred years were torturous, as I watched my friends grow old. They constantly explained how lucky I was, but all I could do was cry at their feet. I knew it was inevitable, and they did too. My parents as well, grew and died. Now, the village has been filled with unfamiliar faces. Fae's I don't know, and don't want to protect, yet I must.
In recent days, the threat of the giants turned to nothing. I had to keep negotiating with them, and they shortly disappeared. I didn't know if they moved elsewhere or not. The animals grew scarce, yet the monsters kept coming. The village was destroyed just a week ago by some mysterious force, yet my vows still remain. The Fae village may have been a part of the forest, but that was it. It was only a part of the forest. I still had to protect all of it. My sadness grew endlessly, as I awaited adventure. A way to get out, without the forest moaning and calling me back. I recognized the giants as humans, people much like the Fae, yet not. They had a much shorter lifespan, and didn't care at all about wildlife. Yet, I was still pulled into them. Their strangeness.
9 (Bawb). Name: Morlock | Age: 29 | Species: Human | Survival: 1 week | Religion: N/A | Language: English | Faction: N/A
-Strength 7
-Stamina 5
-Endurance 10
-Agility 3
-Intelligence 6
-Wisdom 10
-Sanity 4
Skills/Abilities:
-Unable to truly die
-Great understanding of mining
-Basic elemental magic
-Tenacity
Traits:
-Suicidal
-Schizophrenic
-Logical
-Arrogant
-Unloyal
Looks:
Unlike the photo, Morlock’s entire body is encased in the runic stone. When standing to full height, he’s nearly seven feet tall though he will often be hunched over.
Key Items:
-Earthen Hammer: A weapon that is as much a part of him as the stone entombing him. With this, Morlock can deliver earth shattering blows to any who defy him, and control basic earth magic, such as small tremors.
-A silver locket adorning his hammer
Items: N/A
Bio:
I remember...
Only fragments, but I remember...
They left me to die, cast aside like an expendable scrap of metal...
When I awoke, there was nothing but darkness. Darkness, and pain. Then the lights came, streaks of blue flashing before me, running up my arms and giving me strength. Like a mighty oak, I burst from the earth, stone and dust flying in all directions as I viewed the world I'd been left in. I was in a mine, the supports splintered and strained, rubble everywhere, and the rails of a minecart track lay twisted and shattered underneath a pile of stone.
"What... is this?" I asked myself, my voice a hollow echo of what it once was. Why am I here? How did I get here?... Who am I?, the questions echoed inside me, bouncing around within before fading away into the darkness. Out of the corner of my vision, there was a glimmer of light, and I turned to see I wasn't the only one down here. Standing before me was a man, and though he was shorter then I, he looked at me as if I were helpless, his eyes a shimmering white. In his hand, he held a locket, one made of silver. Slowly, he extended his hand, offering the locket to me.
Tentatively, I reached for the necklace, but stopped once I saw my hand. Rather then flesh, I saw stone, blue lights tracing along the rough surface. While I stared at my hand, the man placed the locket in my palm, then before I could say anything he was gone. I looked at the locket, bringing the piece of metal closer. It was beautiful, a shining token of hope which defied the darkness surrounding it. Then it opened, and I saw what was inside.
"Madison," I whispered, looking down at the picture within. Then the memories came back; why I was here, how I got here, but only pieces of who I was. "They... they left me!" I roared, clutching the locket in my fist. Blinded by rage, I swung out at the nearest thing being the wall of the mineshaft. My fist sunk into the stone, streaks of blue flowing out of the earth and up and down the walls. I pulled my fist free, and with it drew a staff, the stone covered in the same lights as my arms. Pulling again, I wretched the end free, revealing a blunt stone square. Adorning the hammer, the silver locket hung down around its end, the picture hidden once again by the metal casing. I will find them. They took my life from me, they took everything from me. THEY WILL SUFFER!
10 (Greevee). Name: Den | Age: 48 | Species: Enderman | Survival: 2 weeks | Religion: Agnostic | Language: Mob Language, English. | Faction: None, Prefers to live alone, wants to stop conflict.
-Strength 7
-Stamina 7
-Endurance 5
-Agility 5
-Intelligence 8
-Wisdom 6
-Sanity 7
Skills/Abilities
-Simple Shelter Building
-Teleportation
-Knowledge of the Forest
-Botany Related Survival Skills
-Basic Spell Casting
Traits
-Intelligent
-Can handle himself
-Mentally Sound
Looks
Usual Ender-style, tall, green eyes. Wears a dusty black robe.
Key Items
-A sword made out of wood, (Said to be enchanted and used as a sword, and a wand.)
Items
-A stick
-A bag / sack
-Dirt (He says it's special, but it's really not.)
-Damaged bow
Bio: In the End, when he was ordered to get materials (the usual) he snuck off to find a human, and watched him make fire or water out of thin air, or make lightning strike from the sky. In secret, he tried enchanting, brewing and magic. He was unsuccessful at first, but then he started to learn, as he quickly executed the basics. When he was an adult, he found the human again, and learned he was really friendly, and believed in peace, and balance. He did everything with the man, until he was shot by a man that looked possessed. He took the sword and bag of this man in honor of him, and wounded the possessed man. He took the bow of the man and went back to the end, but was eventually caught enchanting in the end; and eventually banished forever. He lives in a cave at the top of a hill, meditating in peace. He seems weird, but he just wants the conflict to stop. He believes Herobrine and Notch are both gods in a way, as he knows because of legend books that Notch and Herobrine created them all, and they are related. He wants them to become brothers again, but it seemed that Herobrine would not be willing to live in peace. He has lived alone ever since he has known. He cannot help some Enderman instincts, and loves to keep dirt. The Sword is said to have smiting powers, but hasn't been proven yet.
Apps 14 and 15 (By KitcatGurl, and kokolo21) have been removed to here.
Apps 6, 7, 10, 13 and 14 (By Qwerty, TarantulaKid, Nephener, CrunchCarrot, and Withers) have been removed to here.
KAssy Jenica Black | Age: 11 | Species: Enderman (Used to be Human) | Survival: Four days | Religion: None | Language: English and Japanese | Faction: To help others-Strength 3 (Enderman 9)
-Stamina 7
-Endurance 3 (Enderman 6)
-Agility 7
-Intelligence 5
-Wisdom 3
-Sanity 9
Skills/Abilities
-Climbing
-Quiet
-Theft
-Vegetarian
-Weak Teleportation (Enderman Only)
Traits
-Friendly
-Loves Animals
-Arguative
Looks
Purple eyes and blond hair, small. Wears very 'natural' type clothing. When she's an Enderman, she looks like they do normally, but a little bit smaller.
Key Items
-Stone Headed Spear
Items
-None
Bio
When I was eight, three men came, I was ready of course, and they looked at each of us... They were wearing rough clothing, and had cuts all about them, they were not good people. I was the only one in the room when they first arrived, and they chatted with the Orphanage owner with me sitting there while the others were getting ready. They asked where the others were, and she simply told them they were getting ready. They then asked why I wasn't doing so, but she said that I was already ready. Then looked at each other, and though about it.. I'm betting they were thinking something along the lines of, 'She'd make a great member to the team, she even knew we were coming before we got here!' or something along those lines...
Little did I know how bad they were when they picked me that night... They were a bunch of crooks, and stole from houses. They didn't murder anyone though, and that I am thankful. They taught me the ways of theft, silence, and quickly I became better than the boss, at only ten years of age...
2 (Teknonick). Name: Rob | Age: Unknown | Species: Unknown | Survival: 1 Day | Religion: Unknown | Language: Creeper, Pig and Pigman | Faction: Unknown
-Strength 8
-Stamina 8
-Endurance 7
-Agility 6
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 3
-Sanity 6
Skills/Abilities
-Unknown
Traits
-Intelligent
-Peaceful
-Untaught
-Loving
-Family Oriented
Looks
6 Feet and 2 inches tall. Has a Green tint, like a Creeper. Built like a human, but has four legs instead of two. Wears very futuristic clothing, and could be confused as for a captain...
Key Items
-None
Items
-Translator
Tiny Bio
Rob grew up on Creeptune, as a poor child. He never went to school, for that is only for the rich, and was taught by his father, a janitor on a famous ship. He had played with the other kids in his establishment, and made any friends, one of which, joined him on his adventure that was soon to come. When he grew older, he joined an exploration team, set out to explore new planets, but he had no idea it had a secret reason other than to explore. As a standard for all ships going on exploration missions, their memories of the past are temporarily erased, as for if they are caught by something, they will not give away anything. Not all memories are lost, such as family stuff, or their friends who join them.
3. Name: Steve | Age: 19 | Species: Human | Survival: 2 Weeks, 3 days | Religion: Unknown | Language: English | Faction: Self Survival
-Strength 7
-Stamina 8
-Endurance 6
-Agility 6
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 6
-Sanity 4
Skills/Abilities
-Basic and Advanced Survival
-Basic and Advanced Adventuring
-Basic Tumbling
-Basic Swordsmanship, Fencing and Bowmanship
Traits
-Memory Loss
-Smart
-Friendly
-Untrusting
-Leering
Looks
Short brown hair, blue eyes, light skin. Tattered light blue shirt, dark blue pants, and grey boots.
Key Items
-Unknown ATM
Items
-Magical Iron Pickaxe
Unknown Bio
Not much is known about Steve... you might just have to hear his side of the story....
4 (Teknonick). Name: Herobrine | Age: Unknown | Species: Human? | Religion: Notch Following | Language: Uncountable | Faction: Varies
-Strength 9
-Stamina 4
-Endurance 8
-Agility 5
-Intelligence 9
-Wisdom 10
-Sanity 0
Skills/Abilities
-Unknown
Traits
-Unknown
Looks
5'8", short brown hair, white eyes, light skin. Tattered light blue shirt, dark blue pants, and grey boots.
Key Items
-Unknown
Items
-Unknown
Tiny Bio
Secret... you'd have to find out though Lore, Books or Ear.
5 (Super_Mudkip). Name: Fidget | Age: 16 | Species: Ocelot | Survival: 1 week | Religions: Notch-following; Animal King {Has custom beliefs due to being in two religions} | Language: Understands: Human; Speaks: Cat langauge
-Strength 2
-Stamina 3
-Endurance 5
-Agility 10
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 10
-Sanity 9
Skills/Abilities:
Long-living (Lives a lot longer than a regular ocelot)
Smarter than the average cat (Loss of Intelligence averted)
Traits:
Smart
Kind
Slower than the average cat (Gain of Agility averted)
Easy to make insane (Better chance of drop of intelligence)
Caring
Looks:http://www.minecraft...blocks/cat.png" /> but with blue eyes instead of green
Key Items:
-Tiger (Owner)
Items:
-None
Bio:
She lived with Tiger, in the forest. She really loved it! She loves Tiger... But then Herobrine came, and wrecked everything, except Tiger, of course. But, as they were leaving the forest, she noticed something werid about Tiger, he finally understood HER! This means a lot to her! But now, Herobrine is on their tail, and they have to run away and fast! Will they get away?
6 (Bobert778). Name: Elizabeth Aftinblernt| Age: 40 | Species: Human | Survival: over 2 weeks | Religion: Impartial Notch following | Language: English, Arcane, and a bit of enchantment | Faction: Bring things back to normal
-Strength 4
-Stamina 4
-Endurance 5
-Agility 5
-Intelligence 10
-Wisdom 10
-Sanity 7
Skills/Abilities (Name a maximum of 5 skills or abilities that your character possesses.)
Examples:
-Skilled in spell casting
-Experienced cook
-Extensive knowledge of magical artifacts
-Medicinal knowledge
Traits (Name a maximum of 5 traits that describe who your character is, these can be positive or negative. You must have at-least 1 negative)
Examples:
-Friendly
-Intelligent
-well versed
-emotionally unstable
Looks: A little on the short side, Elizabeth always seems to wear a simple, dark green and white dress. The garment has long sleeves and reaches down just about to her ankles. She wears a pair of brown, sort of hybrid boot/slippers for foot wear and her black hair is a about shoulder width and normally kept combed. She has light brown eyes, and a slightly darkened skin tone similar to her son's.
Key Items: A mages staff crafted from the branch of a birch tree, and a nether star necklace
Items: A satchel, a few books, some medical supplies, a bag of seeds, and a hairbrush
Bio: Until recently, Elizabeth hadn't known there was an invasion. When her son had shown up with a large party of survivors, she and her husband learned what they had missed. For a while, things were well up until Herobrine learned of their location and infiltrated their safe haven. She lost her husband and would soon need to leave her home in order to avoid being defeated by Herobrines forces. The whole ordeal seems to have shaken her, making Elizabeth a little unstable and prone to outbursts.
Human App
Name: Jolion
Age: 16
Survived: 5 days.
Looks: Regular Steve, with Purple Shirt, and Green Pants, Blond Hair.
Jolion: Okay... Now that THAT trap is finishes, I better go collect some wood...
*I walk out to a small nearby forest, and begin cutting down trees. A tree falls as I cut it, and am nearly squeshed!*
Jolion: I better be more careful next time!
*I pick up a log and carry it back to my cave*
ERROR 404! Yeah, no. Don't try and copy this post. This RP has evolved a lot since this post, and is using the old format. The IC I posted here is also horrifying! If you plan on doing ANYTHING like what you see on this post right here I'm typing on, this is not the RP for you.
And if you were going to use this format, that means you didn't even bother reading the rules ... Shame on you...
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
Age: How old are you in the RP? 17
Survived: How long have you survived so far? Newly Spawned
Looks: In my default skin:
Jolion: Uhh.. This is heavy... Okay, now time to go back and grab the other log!
*I walk back to the tree I just cut down and pick up my log*
Jolion: Okay, now that I have th.... Wait a minute... The fog....
*I drop my log, and RUSH back to my cave, and slam the door shut*
Jolion: He will NOT get me! I'm prepared this time! He WONT have my base AGAIN!
*A hissing is heard above the cave*
Jolion: Ooh sh..
*The explosion goes off as I fall down. Herobrine is seen outside, looking down at me, smiling....*
Herobrine: THIS PLACE, IS MINE!
Jolion: No!!!
*I run back outside, activating my trap, blowing up the rest of my house, and hurting Herobrine in the process*
Herobrine: I will have you, it is only a matter of time.......
*The Fog thickens, then he disappears.. The fog goes away, to reveal it is now night...*
Jolion: Its no moon... Will be hard to see my way around, hopefully I can find some food, or better yet, a roaming animal!
*I wander around looking for a place to rest*
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
Name: Rose
Age: 15
Survived: Newly Spawned
Looks:
((As a Note, both of you spawned at night, there are no monsters to worry about on Minecraftia anymore, but food and shelter is ALWAYS an issue....))
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
Voice: Prepare yourself... You have 3 days.....
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
name: epiclord122
age:unknowed
survived: 2 weeks
looks
I keep looking around for anyone nothing. "Is anyone here?" I say as loud as I dare.
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
Jolion: I'd best ignore him, he might be a trap, sent by HIM....
*I run past a few trees, then trip hurting my ankle*
Jolion: AHHHH! NOO! IT HURTS!!! I CAN'T DIE LIKE THIS!!!!
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
"Jesus Christ now I realize how messed up I've made my characters....." -booksmusicanime, after writing a "Thought Experiment" post.
"Code Lyoko was such a badass show." - Morgan Elliott from Twitter, after agreeing with me that they should add Odd's hair into TUG!
HELLO?!?!?!*sees rose*