Can someone look at my app? It's the last post on page 34, it got ignored.
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That's three mass invasions within the same bloody month! I mean, seriously! The UDTU is attacking now, Blue has a sleeper attack coming soon, and now an invasion by space pirates? What is this, Russia if every american-made FPS happened at once?! - MagicallyDwarven
Regretfully Denied
Don't get me wrong, you show great promise, there's just a few things:
1. Please extend your MG definition, add examples and such.
2. Please extend his background. Add more details on his life in the community.
3. There's something missing, BUT since you have Pork Chops in ma' Earlobes it'll pass. It shows you've read the rules.
Edited my app, increased metagaming definition and background. I'm having trouble copy and pasting so I had to edit the original post, sorry.
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That's three mass invasions within the same bloody month! I mean, seriously! The UDTU is attacking now, Blue has a sleeper attack coming soon, and now an invasion by space pirates? What is this, Russia if every american-made FPS happened at once?! - MagicallyDwarven
Country of residence and time zone: United States, Eastern
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when you create a character and immerse yourself into every aspect of him/her. You must abide by the emotions and attitude which you have created for said individual. You are no long the person sitting on the computer, you are (Whoever) running through the wastelands trying to find food and fend for your life. My role playing experience comes of playing on the RP servers on World of Warcraft back in the early days of the game. I have much to learn, but I am eager!
What is your reason for applying to this server? I've just recently started playing MC about a month ago and have been searching for a good survival server to join. Nothing seems better to me than apocalyptic settings and mutants!
Have you been banned before, if so why? No, I have never been banned. I am pretty well mannered and law abiding.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? All the rules seem very fair. I've read the lore over a couple times, still trying to memorize important dates. I love apocalyptic settings, so it's great so far!
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes, although I use other ones as well. So I will try to keep in mind to switch back and forth!
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being able to force the scenario to your own way without any reaction from the other people in your group. For example: John grabs Joe body slams him into the wall and then proceeds to severely smash his body till there is nothing left but a bloody mangled corpse.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using information that hasn't been given directly to you by anyone while RP'ing. Pretty much knowing names, back-stories, weaknesses, and etc. without being told by the other character.
In Character
Character name: Ivan Vargas
Your character's story so far: Ivan was born in 2042, during the times when asteroids rained down on the earth. His family, consisting of his mother, father(both in their 40's at this time) and one older brother(age 7) lived in a underground bunker his parents had found while his mother was pregnant with Rolf(His older brother). Ivans' father who was ex military had trained both sons to defend themselves against the dangers of the night. His mother had taught Ivan to read during the day while Rolf and his father ventured out and gathered. For ten years his family lived in that bunker, until both of his parents died within the three months of each other, due to what they could only assume was radiation poisoning. At this time Rolf took charge of the family. Ivan at 10 and Rolf at 17 ventured out into the wastelands. For 4 years they made a living by working and scavenging for food. The brothers traveled around the eastern side of country, keeping to abandoned houses and rickety shelters they put together. After days of starving and hours dehydration, Rolf decided to make the bold move of hunting at night. Ivan had been malnourished for days, surviving off of almost rotted xig broth. Both boys now at the ages of 14 and 21 had become somewhat adept at hunting, always together never alone. Although they had not attempted a night time run, the thought was suicidal. Rolf felt like he had no other choice, both of them needed food now! Well into the night the boys were creeping around a somewhat forest area, when unexpectedly Rolf heard the unmistakeable moan of the mutants. With no time to spare he took off, grabbing Ivan and pulling him along. Ivan barely being able to keep up; was doing the best he could not to throw up the little food inside his stomach. They made the wrong turn, a group of raiders had just finished killing a caravan of villagers up ahead; mutants not even 50 feet behind them. What could Rolf do? Ivan quickly unsheathed his sword preparing for battle as they had no other option. Rolf fearing for his brothers life quickly scanned the area and found a nearby ditch. He then proceeded to that area and knocked Ivan out and placed him in the ditch, hidden to all others. Years have passed, Ivan is now 23 and alone in this wretched world. Since his brothers passing he has been making his living through trade and hunting, never having a secure shelter for more than a couple weeks at a time. He walks through this earth looking for a semblance of what he can call family or friends. As the youngest child his nativity has gotten the best of him many times through out these lonely years, yet he continues to have faith in humankind.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? A father and mother who had two children. All perished except for Ivan, luckily!
How old is your character? 23
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Ivan has long flowing brown hair which goes down to about the small of his back. His eyes are a pale green. He is 5'11", due to his shy nature Ivan always has a sort of angry look on his face to ward off unwanted human contact. On his wrists he is always seen carrying hairbands, numbering up to 50 on either hand. He can never be to careful!
How does your character act? Shy in the beginning but warms up easily, can become to trustful of people. He has a slight obsession with killing mutants, always choosing melee combat to slay them when allowed. Ivan has an even bigger obsession with his hair, through his time by himself he has become some what attatched to it and believes it holds the same properties as the stories he has heard of a man named Samson. Another key note is that Ivan will go through great lengths to keep his hair in pristine condition, sometimes sacrificing his own need for water to make sure it stays clean. In the event it is dirty he begins to act out of sorts with his only thought being to get it clean, abandoning whatever task was at hand. If his hair is dirty as a result of another person, Ivan will be sure to exact his revenge in an over the top kind of way! After his brothers brutal death, Ivan has taken to a new tradition that after every 50 mutants or raiders he kills, he performs a ritual of sorts to pay homage to his last living relative.
Character's occupation: For now Ivan is a nomad, looking for a place to settle and gain resources.
Does your character have an education? Home schooled as much as could be in those days till around 15, so he can read relatively well. His writing skills are enough to get by with the residents of the wastelands.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He has somewhat of an above average experience in stealth and melee combat.
Does your character hate or fear anything? There is a both fear and hate of mutants. He hates the raiders though, due to his lack of skill in ranged fighting. Ivan is also terrified of heights, anything above twenty feet with a chance of falling off makes him weary and scared.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long): Ivan: *Cold tired, and dirty* "Rolf! What do we do, I hear the mutants coming!"
Rolf: *Tired, but alert and attentive* "Shut up for a second, I'm trying to think!"
Rolf: "Here this trail might lead to a settlement nearby! But we have to run, hurry!"
Ivan: "Don't pull me so hard! Rolf what if we can't fine any- ROLF!!! It's the raiders!
Rolf: "Ivan. Shh, They can't hear us yet keep your damn voice down." * The groans of mutants can be heard within 50 feet of them.*
Rolf: *Scared and fearing for his brothers life he searches for something to save them* "Ivan, look over there. Do you see it? That ditch would be a perfect spot for us to hide, the mutants will spot the raiders and they might back off. Or better yet just slay each other."
Ivan: *Eyes wet, knees bruised, Ivan does nothing but nod and listen*
Rolf quickly leads Ivan to the ditch and settles him in, he looks at Ivan one more time and gives him a tight hug.
Ivan: * recognizes something is wrong with the way his brother is acting* " Rolf what are you doing I thought we were both hiding, I won't let you fight alone!"
Rolf: "Shut up and listen to me! There is now way we can both live, once those mutants spot us the raiders will be alerted and they will unload on us!"
Ivan: *He grabs his brother and tries to plead with him* "Don't do this! We can find a way! I don't want to lo-"
Rolf hears the oncoming mutants and acts swiftly, he takes the hilt of his sword and knocks Ivan out. He quickly lays him down and covers him in dirt and leaves. After that he proceeds to run out and alert both mutants and raiders where he is. The mobs turn their heads and take chase, Rolf runs in the opposite direction of his brother leading them away.
Ivan:* Groggy and in pain he sits up* "Rolf! *He looks around* "NO! He can't do this!
By now it is day time, he is safe from raiders and mutants, he starts to walk around and notices a trail of dead bodies.
*He comes up on his dead brother laying in parts all around him, aghast he can do nothing but cry*
Hours passed, Rolf is now six feet under, with nothing but his sword above ground to symbolize his grave. Ivan knows the sword will be stolen but he does not want to carry it around, for it burdens him to know that he was the cause of his brothers death. Ivan: *He gets up dusts of his hands and continues on his way of the never ending struggle to find food and shelter*
Anything else to add? I haven't done this in a while so please feel free to criticize the crap out of me! Let me know what you think. Would you kindly?
I'm not sure if Downcraft has updated to allow for 1.4.7, but here's a link: http://downcraft.en.softonic.com/. If that doesn't work, aquire a Minecraft.jar that is from 1.4.7 (Should be called minecraft) and go into (This is on Windows, mind you) the start menu and search for %appdata%, go to the .minecraft folder, the bin folder, and delete the file called minecraft, replacing it with the minecraft file from 1.4.7. Good luck!
Edit: If that was too confusing, here's video that may help:
That's three mass invasions within the same bloody month! I mean, seriously! The UDTU is attacking now, Blue has a sleeper attack coming soon, and now an invasion by space pirates? What is this, Russia if every american-made FPS happened at once?! - MagicallyDwarven
Yup, I was Aaron Syth, the leader of that faction. You were part of the techno freak church, right?
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That's three mass invasions within the same bloody month! I mean, seriously! The UDTU is attacking now, Blue has a sleeper attack coming soon, and now an invasion by space pirates? What is this, Russia if every american-made FPS happened at once?! - MagicallyDwarven
Character name: (Last names aren't required) George_Fretsky
Your character's story so far:
George Fretsky was one of the last test subjects for Intra Corp. At first George thought it was harmless, just a few men and women starting a corporation, until he witnessed the epitome of horror. He saw medical malpractice and unethical experiments that become more sinister and dark throughout his time there. Dave decided to leave Intra Corp and become an ethics advocate, later joining the Religion and Life rebel group, in attempt to stop Intra Corps ways, not excelling too much. He gave up after the year 2050 and decided to go into hiding during the “apocalypse”.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
George’s family is long past dead. No siblings, just a mother and father.
How old is your character?
39
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Once considered attractive, surgery scars, brown hair, wheals around his neck. A pistol holster at his side. He wears a bold carmel colored hat and a trenchcoat
How does your character act?
George acts rebellious and could be considered naive, although he’s quite knowledgable but cannot admit it. His self esteem is low and he almost always looks for someone to blame. Despite that, he jokes often and is a very sarcastic person. He’s very secretive and believes in justification whatever the cause, even if the argument is completely one sided. He has coughing fits and also could be considered bipolar. He lets his rage get to him and will occasionally have outbursts.
Character's occupation:
No occupation
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
He can read and write relatively well although he was born with minor dyslexia.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
George was never really accustomed to violence, any type of fighting style or weaponry use, leading him to have skills around the mining, cooking, farming category. He comprehends things relatively fast so he should be able to get the gist of how to fight sooner or later.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
George hates and fears Intra Corp.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
He lay there, his eyes just adapting to the baffling lights. The doctors were hastily scattering around the laboratory, the presence was comforting but eerie. Groans and doctors conversing was distant. Geroge grunted and attempted to curl up out of the cold, steel table he was laying on. He was restricted by the chains strapped on his arms and legs. Doctors pushed him down without a word restrained him with a few more chains then proceeded to shut his mouth and inject 4-5 needles into his body. No anesthesia. Not too worried about this, as he was accustomed to such pain, he looked around the vicinity, people were vivisected without any pain killer drugs. This was new to George, he was in awe when he saw a mutilated man with his heart lodged out onto a glass circular interface with an accumulated mess of wires leading to his arteries. The man was groaning and calling for someone that sounded like his mother, or maybe a sister. George was inexplicably melancholy, on a profound scale. Tears rode down his torn and tattered face shaking and trying to scream as his throat choked up. Once the tears were gone, a masked doctor gave him a demeaning glare, and with one muffled chuckle he chloroformed George... the last thing he saw was a thin blade tearing through his stomach.
Also, props to Cody for beheading me dramatically.
Why did Cody kill you again?
Eh. Ehhh... *Cough* Find out for yourself!
... Ok ...
Regretfully Denied
Don't get me wrong, you show great promise, there's just a few things:
1. Please extend your MG definition, add examples and such.
2. Please extend his background. Add more details on his life in the community.
3. There's something missing, BUT since you have Pork Chops in ma' Earlobes it'll pass. It shows you've read the rules.
Accepted.
Accepted
Passing. I'll add you tomorrow.
Minecraft account name: Jeucebocks
Country of residence and time zone: United States, Eastern
Define role playing in your own words, do you have any past role playing experiences? Role playing is when you create a character and immerse yourself into every aspect of him/her. You must abide by the emotions and attitude which you have created for said individual. You are no long the person sitting on the computer, you are (Whoever) running through the wastelands trying to find food and fend for your life. My role playing experience comes of playing on the RP servers on World of Warcraft back in the early days of the game. I have much to learn, but I am eager!
What is your reason for applying to this server? I've just recently started playing MC about a month ago and have been searching for a good survival server to join. Nothing seems better to me than apocalyptic settings and mutants!
Have you been banned before, if so why? No, I have never been banned. I am pretty well mannered and law abiding.
Do you agree with our rules, how about the lore? All the rules seem very fair. I've read the lore over a couple times, still trying to memorize important dates. I love apocalyptic settings, so it's great so far!
Will you use the server's official texture pack? Yes, although I use other ones as well. So I will try to keep in mind to switch back and forth!
Define Powergaming in your own words, example: Being able to force the scenario to your own way without any reaction from the other people in your group. For example: John grabs Joe body slams him into the wall and then proceeds to severely smash his body till there is nothing left but a bloody mangled corpse.
Define Metagaming in your own words, example: Using information that hasn't been given directly to you by anyone while RP'ing. Pretty much knowing names, back-stories, weaknesses, and etc. without being told by the other character.
In Character
Character name: Ivan Vargas
Your character's story so far: Ivan was born in 2042, during the times when asteroids rained down on the earth. His family, consisting of his mother, father(both in their 40's at this time) and one older brother(age 7) lived in a underground bunker his parents had found while his mother was pregnant with Rolf(His older brother). Ivans' father who was ex military had trained both sons to defend themselves against the dangers of the night. His mother had taught Ivan to read during the day while Rolf and his father ventured out and gathered.
For ten years his family lived in that bunker, until both of his parents died within the three months of each other, due to what they could only assume was radiation poisoning. At this time Rolf took charge of the family. Ivan at 10 and Rolf at 17 ventured out into the wastelands. For 4 years they made a living by working and scavenging for food. The brothers traveled around the eastern side of country, keeping to abandoned houses and rickety shelters they put together.
After days of starving and hours dehydration, Rolf decided to make the bold move of hunting at night. Ivan had been malnourished for days, surviving off of almost rotted xig broth. Both boys now at the ages of 14 and 21 had become somewhat adept at hunting, always together never alone. Although they had not attempted a night time run, the thought was suicidal. Rolf felt like he had no other choice, both of them needed food now! Well into the night the boys were creeping around a somewhat forest area, when unexpectedly Rolf heard the unmistakeable moan of the mutants. With no time to spare he took off, grabbing Ivan and pulling him along. Ivan barely being able to keep up; was doing the best he could not to throw up the little food inside his stomach. They made the wrong turn, a group of raiders had just finished killing a caravan of villagers up ahead; mutants not even 50 feet behind them. What could Rolf do? Ivan quickly unsheathed his sword preparing for battle as they had no other option. Rolf fearing for his brothers life quickly scanned the area and found a nearby ditch. He then proceeded to that area and knocked Ivan out and placed him in the ditch, hidden to all others.
Years have passed, Ivan is now 23 and alone in this wretched world. Since his brothers passing he has been making his living through trade and hunting, never having a secure shelter for more than a couple weeks at a time. He walks through this earth looking for a semblance of what he can call family or friends. As the youngest child his nativity has gotten the best of him many times through out these lonely years, yet he continues to have faith in humankind.
Does or did your character have any companions or family? A father and mother who had two children. All perished except for Ivan, luckily!
How old is your character? 23
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features? Ivan has long flowing brown hair which goes down to about the small of his back. His eyes are a pale green. He is 5'11", due to his shy nature Ivan always has a sort of angry look on his face to ward off unwanted human contact. On his wrists he is always seen carrying hairbands, numbering up to 50 on either hand. He can never be to careful!
How does your character act? Shy in the beginning but warms up easily, can become to trustful of people. He has a slight obsession with killing mutants, always choosing melee combat to slay them when allowed. Ivan has an even bigger obsession with his hair, through his time by himself he has become some what attatched to it and believes it holds the same properties as the stories he has heard of a man named Samson. Another key note is that Ivan will go through great lengths to keep his hair in pristine condition, sometimes sacrificing his own need for water to make sure it stays clean. In the event it is dirty he begins to act out of sorts with his only thought being to get it clean, abandoning whatever task was at hand. If his hair is dirty as a result of another person, Ivan will be sure to exact his revenge in an over the top kind of way! After his brothers brutal death, Ivan has taken to a new tradition that after every 50 mutants or raiders he kills, he performs a ritual of sorts to pay homage to his last living relative.
Character's occupation: For now Ivan is a nomad, looking for a place to settle and gain resources.
Does your character have an education? Home schooled as much as could be in those days till around 15, so he can read relatively well. His writing skills are enough to get by with the residents of the wastelands.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced: He has somewhat of an above average experience in stealth and melee combat.
Does your character hate or fear anything? There is a both fear and hate of mutants. He hates the raiders though, due to his lack of skill in ranged fighting. Ivan is also terrified of heights, anything above twenty feet with a chance of falling off makes him weary and scared.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
Ivan: *Cold tired, and dirty* "Rolf! What do we do, I hear the mutants coming!"
Rolf: *Tired, but alert and attentive* "Shut up for a second, I'm trying to think!"
Rolf: "Here this trail might lead to a settlement nearby! But we have to run, hurry!"
Ivan: "Don't pull me so hard! Rolf what if we can't fine any- ROLF!!! It's the raiders!
Rolf: "Ivan. Shh, They can't hear us yet keep your damn voice down."
* The groans of mutants can be heard within 50 feet of them.*
Rolf: *Scared and fearing for his brothers life he searches for something to save them*
"Ivan, look over there. Do you see it? That ditch would be a perfect spot for us to hide, the mutants will spot the raiders and they might back off. Or better yet just slay each other."
Ivan: *Eyes wet, knees bruised, Ivan does nothing but nod and listen*
Rolf quickly leads Ivan to the ditch and settles him in, he looks at Ivan one more time and gives him a tight hug.
Ivan: * recognizes something is wrong with the way his brother is acting* " Rolf what are you doing I thought we were both hiding, I won't let you fight alone!"
Rolf: "Shut up and listen to me! There is now way we can both live, once those mutants spot us the raiders will be alerted and they will unload on us!"
Ivan: *He grabs his brother and tries to plead with him* "Don't do this! We can find a way! I don't want to lo-"
Rolf hears the oncoming mutants and acts swiftly, he takes the hilt of his sword and knocks Ivan out. He quickly lays him down and covers him in dirt and leaves. After that he proceeds to run out and alert both mutants and raiders where he is. The mobs turn their heads and take chase, Rolf runs in the opposite direction of his brother leading them away.
Ivan:* Groggy and in pain he sits up* "Rolf! *He looks around* "NO! He can't do this!
By now it is day time, he is safe from raiders and mutants, he starts to walk around and notices a trail of dead bodies.
*He comes up on his dead brother laying in parts all around him, aghast he can do nothing but cry*
Hours passed, Rolf is now six feet under, with nothing but his sword above ground to symbolize his grave. Ivan knows the sword will be stolen but he does not want to carry it around, for it burdens him to know that he was the cause of his brothers death.
Ivan: *He gets up dusts of his hands and continues on his way of the never ending struggle to find food and shelter*
Anything else to add? I haven't done this in a while so please feel free to criticize the crap out of me! Let me know what you think. Would you kindly?
Provide an image of your character's skin: http://lh5.ggpht.com/wInFn1R1-YWfIKioNC9P7vpCIhVtC5rZUU78EpEVZ1_r_LNMpuWIXST-cCptKqB0xpoNOJxgKlSiRTbGJFeo
The things I changed are bolded. I hope this gets me in! Like I said, I have much to learn, but I'm willing and patient!!
*Mantainence
Edit: If that was too confusing, here's video that may help:
Also, My I still haven't been whitelisted, sorry to bother you. My ign is pieman111
Minecraft account name: Eyedeaus
( I WAS TOLD TO LEAVE THIS SECTION OUT )
In Character
Character name: (Last names aren't required) George_Fretsky
Your character's story so far:
George Fretsky was one of the last test subjects for Intra Corp. At first George thought it was harmless, just a few men and women starting a corporation, until he witnessed the epitome of horror. He saw medical malpractice and unethical experiments that become more sinister and dark throughout his time there. Dave decided to leave Intra Corp and become an ethics advocate, later joining the Religion and Life rebel group, in attempt to stop Intra Corps ways, not excelling too much. He gave up after the year 2050 and decided to go into hiding during the “apocalypse”.
Does or did your character have any companions or family?
George’s family is long past dead. No siblings, just a mother and father.
How old is your character?
39
Describe what your character looks like, any distinctive physical features?
Once considered attractive, surgery scars, brown hair, wheals around his neck. A pistol holster at his side. He wears a bold carmel colored hat and a trenchcoat
How does your character act?
George acts rebellious and could be considered naive, although he’s quite knowledgable but cannot admit it. His self esteem is low and he almost always looks for someone to blame. Despite that, he jokes often and is a very sarcastic person. He’s very secretive and believes in justification whatever the cause, even if the argument is completely one sided. He has coughing fits and also could be considered bipolar. He lets his rage get to him and will occasionally have outbursts.
Character's occupation:
No occupation
Does your character have an education? (Read or write)
He can read and write relatively well although he was born with minor dyslexia.
Any special skills that your character has, nothing unbalanced:
George was never really accustomed to violence, any type of fighting style or weaponry use, leading him to have skills around the mining, cooking, farming category. He comprehends things relatively fast so he should be able to get the gist of how to fight sooner or later.
Does your character hate or fear anything?
George hates and fears Intra Corp.
Describe an example of your character in great suffering and pain (RP, and Long):
He lay there, his eyes just adapting to the baffling lights. The doctors were hastily scattering around the laboratory, the presence was comforting but eerie. Groans and doctors conversing was distant. Geroge grunted and attempted to curl up out of the cold, steel table he was laying on. He was restricted by the chains strapped on his arms and legs. Doctors pushed him down without a word restrained him with a few more chains then proceeded to shut his mouth and inject 4-5 needles into his body. No anesthesia. Not too worried about this, as he was accustomed to such pain, he looked around the vicinity, people were vivisected without any pain killer drugs. This was new to George, he was in awe when he saw a mutilated man with his heart lodged out onto a glass circular interface with an accumulated mess of wires leading to his arteries. The man was groaning and calling for someone that sounded like his mother, or maybe a sister. George was inexplicably melancholy, on a profound scale. Tears rode down his torn and tattered face shaking and trying to scream as his throat choked up. Once the tears were gone, a masked doctor gave him a demeaning glare, and with one muffled chuckle he chloroformed George... the last thing he saw was a thin blade tearing through his stomach.
Anything else to add?
Would you kindly?
Skin: