Accepted Welcome to the server! You are invited to join upon our opening this September. In the meantime, register on our website (http://shrines.enjin.com) and meet the community!
hustbust123
You had a great application! I am a bit too tired to write too much on this, but you met all the requirements! I hope to see you on the server. Or not... might try to scam me...
XLaJay
You also had a great app, a nice bio and a healthy goal in life. Your ICR section was not very much in depth, I wanted to know what happens after she confronted the thugs! Haha! Anyhoo, welcome to the server!
Deffered Your application lacked certain important qualities. You are invited to repost your application with any neccessary revisions, explained here.
RomanTS
It is evident that you are tired, as you completely missed two OOC questions. Please fix this and repost. Thanks!
Rejected Your application, upon several resubmissions, failed to meet expectations- or you broke the rules in some way (explained here). You cannot reapply. We wish you luck in finding a new server.
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Other Notes:
StealHaus, please, please, PLEASE do not post unfinished applications on here. If you need somewhere to save it, do it on your computer. The staff does has not much time as it is, and frankly, posting an unfinished app on here is a waste of everyones time. THIS GOES FOR EVERYONE. DO NOT POST UNFINISHED APPLICATIONS HERE.
Deffered Your application lacked certain important qualities. You are invited to repost your application with any neccessary revisions, explained here.
RomanTS
It is evident that you are tired, as you completely missed two OOC questions. Please fix this and repost. Thanks!
Sorry =/ I fixed those 2 and some grammar problems in my ICR.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): xLaJay
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes!:3
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Not giving someone a chance to react. Ex: "Lucy took the ball and ran." No way to retaliate.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge while in character.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: It is effectively communicating your actions to someone else so that they understand what you're doing.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No one.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: If the player whose character is dying, agrees.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: In OOC channels, and private messaging.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Of course :3 Secret Underground Melon Farm?
Who is allowed to use magic?: The Undergods and there sages.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: By an Apocalypse of some sort.
What are the Shrines?: The Shrines are underground, and are buildings. The Undergods keep them stocked with supplies.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Online forum roleplay, yes. Minecraft roleplay? no.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: None
Character Information
Name: Sukii Mayfire
Age: 27
Race: Human
Class: Herbalist
Physical description: Long, curly red hair. Usually wears a green gown with a blue necklace
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Sukii was born on the eve of winter in The Republic of Horium. The deep chill that creeped across the land seemed to come over night as Sukii's mother struggled with birth. After a long, but succesful birth, Sukii emerged into the world as the first snowflake fell onto the village. She was born with dark, red hair and bright green eyes. Her mother thought of her as beautiful since she was different. As Sukii grew up, she watched her mother support there family with her herbalist skills. Her delicate fingers picked the different ingredients with eagerness. She taught Sukii her ways in hopes the Sukii would one day carry on her work. Into Sukii's teenage years, Her mother fell into sickness. She died when Sukii turned 17. Sukii was an only child and since she was so old, they let her keep her mother's house. She carried on the business with an eagerness.
As she grew, so did Sukii's love for all things Herbalist. A lot of people asked her about starting a family, maybe letting a man take care of her for a change but Sukii said no. She was strong and independent. She don't need no man. She slowly worked and worked. Taking in any ingredient for her potions. Eventually she expanded her shop and sought out a helper of some sort. Maybe someone she could mentor in the skills of being an herbalists. Realizing that she might seriously need help, she continued her search for someone to help. After weeks , she never found someone. Sitting in her study one night, she realized that maybe she was being too picky. Maybe she was looking for something other than just a helper. Looking around her house, she realized how lonely she was. Maybe she needed a husband?
Sukii did her hair up nice, and wore her favorite green gown and walked the streets. She stared at each man for a few minutes, taking in their appearance and the build of their bodies. She wanted a strong man, someone who could protect her. Sighing, she sat slumped on a bench. What did she want? What did she need? Why is she mixing everything up? Sukii just wants a great life! Something fulfilling! Sukii clutched her face in her hands and sighed. She realized that, a man would only make her want to change her whole life. Sitting up straight, she decided what she wanted. She wanted someone to be there for her but not change her. She was a herbalist and thats what she wanted to do for the rest of her days. What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Becoming an amazing herbalists.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): She has a great memory and loves learning new and different potions. Personality wise, she's very confident in her work.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): Physically, She's has almost no muscle mass as she almost never leaves her shop for anything other than ingredients. Personality, she tries too hard to please people.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: I'm not sure yet.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): I don't believe so.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
As Sukii strolled the streets of the Undercity, she noticed a pair of heavily armed men standing around a young girl. She stopped momentarily, slightly curious as to what was going on. Hearing them harass the poor young girl into tears cause a now very angry Sukii to approach them. "What is going on here?" She demanded. She placed her hands on her hips and tapped her foot angrily.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
Sukii slowly limped through the tunnels. She was clutching her stomach and groaned in pain. The hunger gnawed at her from the inside and made her feel terrible. She noticed light ahead and hurried as fast as she could. Sighing in relief, She stepped into a small settlement. She approached the first building and knocked. She had to beg for food or she would starve to death. She couldn't fight for anything.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Sukii was walking through the open market, looking for new ingredients. Lost in a world inside her head, she almost tripped over an old man lying on the side of the street. She looked back before checking her coin purse for any spare change. She chewed her lip before taking out three gold coins and putting them into his out reached hand.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
Standing up to her full height, Sukii pointed her index finger at the man in front of them. "You better hold your tongue." She said in a low voice. She wasn't an exceptionally strong woman but she would stand up for her mother. "What 're you goin' to do 'bout it?" The man slurred and took another swig of her drink. Pulling back her fist, she threw a punch at him hoping she'd hit her mark on the drunken man.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Walking down the street, Sukii noticed a very weathly woman pass her. On her breast, she adorned a beautiful sapphire necklace that was encased with a gold chain. Stopping the woman, she pointed to the necklace. "How much did you pay for that?" She asked eagerly. The woman laughed and turned her nose upwards. "Too much for someone like you." She said in an equally snotty voice. The woman giggled more and strutted away.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope.
Other notes: Looks great!
Sukii is my rl name..
I've heard of Suki but no ones ever had 2 i's o_o
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):Romantheus
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:Powergaming is doing something ICly that doesn't give the other person to react or respond Ex - Tyler throws an axe at Bob , hitting him in the head and killing him. It gave Bob no way to react or do anything.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:Metagaming is using OOC information ICly. Like knowing someones name from the GUI
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:Roleplaying is playing as the Role ( duh? ) of a character. ( That actually may be a bad explanation of it but sorry its 3 in the morning D: )
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:Nobody to my knowledge.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:Only when the other player agrees to having their character killed.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:Wehn you use brackets ex. (( hi bob ))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:Yes
Who is allowed to use magic?:Undergods/Sages if the Undergods allow them or teach them.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:They were retreating from Rolands Basin into the cave , and found it has an underground city.
What are theShrines?:The shrines are where the Undergods keep their resources , for which the faction who controls the shrine has access to.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:I've played on a few roleplaying servers before , but it was a while ago and can't remember the names of many.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:As said above , I really cant remember the names of them
Character Information
Name: Callum Silverio
Age:20
Race:Human
Class: Architect
Physical description:6 foot exact , average weight. Clean , with no bruises or scars.
Screen capture of your skin:( can I post this at a later date? Its late atm and just want to finish my app
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or thelike, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Callum grew up with his family , which consisted of Garen and Anna , his parents , his brother Jake , and himself. His father was a military adviser , however his mother came from a less fortunate family. Callum was a smart child , but would always look for trouble and thus did not have a good reputation among the town. His father often scolded him for bringing neighbors at the door , complaining about something he did. Even though almost all of the other kids his age were angry at him for something he did , nobody dared to fight him because of his older brother that would surely protect him. And because of this Callum dared to mess with people more just to see how mad he could make them. Even though people were afraid , he still did get into many fights and because of this , his father taught him to wield a sword. Even though he knew the basics , he was not very skilled. Still , he was good at persuading people , and so he could have people believing he was a master swordsman , when he could barely hold it. When he got older , he used this to his advantage as was able to fool people and swindle their money. He often did this by selling something such as an average pocket watch , but convincing someone that it was owned by a noble. He often did get into several fights in this business and did was forced to improve his fighting skills. At the same time this was happening , the politics of the city were becoming more noticed to him and the talk of war was murmured throughout the city he decided to lay low and stop for the time being and he realized how dangerous this reputation could be to his fathers position. As he soon saw war was inevitable he decided to stop his scams and learned from a friend the art of building. Since he figured he would not be able to scam anyone during a time of war , he might be jailed for such things. When was announced his father , Garen , was almost instantly demoted and he was forced to live in the slums with his family. He was used to this more than any of his family because he had already been doing this for the past few years. At this time , he was good with the sword , and knew he could defend himself. He had also saved up a good amount and saw how hopeless it was to stay in this city now preparing for war. He decided he would head off to a small town(Roland's Basin)and build an inn. He still , however did continue his scams and did things to anger people just to remind himself he still had this skill , and didn't want to turn into a law abiding citizen , as he knew he that wasn't the life he wanted to live. He got to the town , and purchased to a permit to build there. He was able to build the inn and had a decent income each week from the passing traveler and the regulars and a bit extra , which he saved with the extra he had made prior to arriving in Roland's Basin. He did , continue his schemes , but on a lower scale , making hundreds of coins at a time rather than thousands. Though , he did still miss his family and wrote to his father. soon after he learned his brother had left them. He thought about going back to his parents , but decided otherwise. He thought about the amount of refuges would be heading to Roland's Basin due to the war and the amount of money he could make. So now he waits , for the war to do what it does best and keep the money rolling in.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):At the time , Callum is interested acquiring wealth and nothing more.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):He is quite the conman , and lies to people easily. However , due to his recent ways is becoming more of an honest person.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality):Despite his nature of trying to swindle money out of people he trust them to easily , forgetting that people will try to do the same to him.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?:Probably not , and if at all it would be the Vespero Scath
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):Jake Silverio ; Brother
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. At the sight of this , Callum would probably survey the scene. If these two men seem like amateurs at this , he could easily talk them out of it. However , if the women seemed to come from a wealthy family , he would act boldly as to sneak his way into their wealth. Despite wanting to get money out of it , if the women had seem to have no money or goods he would be forced to help her due to the guilt
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. Naturally , Callum would jump to his instincts and begin almost instantly trying to find someone to barter with and scam.If he came across a food market , he would find a way to give away some measly rock on the ground as a great gem in exchange for a meal. If not , he would look for an idle home and just steal some food if he needed it that badly.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. Seeing as their is no gain in helping this man , Callum would try to ignore it , but naturally would be forced to turn around and help him out. ( I'm sorry but quite honestly I cant think of anything else for this question.)
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. At first , Callum would probably boast his swordsman skills and dare him to say that again. The drunkard foolishly would try to punch him and it lands , but only pushes him back a few feet.But , this would only enrage Callum and the drunkard would get elbowed in the face.Callum would then drag the foolish man outside , with a few other people watching. He would deliever a slap to the man to wake him up. After he would awake he would almost instantly take a blow in the gut. After continuously beating the man , after a few minuites of this he would mutter to the man that if he ever saw him again he would be dead. he would then walk back into the tavern , have some ale then leave the town shortly after trying to get any more money out of it.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. To his nature , he would look through what he had on him that seems the least of value. He thinks he would be able to barter with an hourglass he had acquired from someone he had traded with earlier for 5 silver coins , less than half of its worth. At first he would initiate a conversation with the women before confronting her about the necklace. Before asking if he could purchase it , he would make it notable how he had in his possession an hourglass from the most famed wizard Galfrey , who she had never heard of , however she would believe him on this. After showing it to her , he would mention if there is anything he could do to get the necklace from her , and mention trading the hourglass , which was worth way more , for the necklace and perhaps a few coins. After some persuading she would agree and he would walk away feeling proud of this accomplishment.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?Nope.
other notes: Has a dream of building an underground secret melon farm. Also , again sorry if I messed up on the ICR's or my bio could you please just tell me what I need to fix? As I am pretty tired as I am writing this. Thanks
Sukii is my rl name..
I've heard of Suki but no ones ever had 2 i's o_o
Oh, well. My friend gave me my minecraft account for my birthday ( I didn't choose the name) and she put it with two i's. I actually like to be called Jay
Out of Character Information
IGN: Stormtrooper2000
Real-Life Age: --16 years old.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): --nope.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
--Yeah totally, I don’t see why I wouldn’t follow the rules and decisions. I wouldn't want to ruin the playing experience for others because the rules seem pretty reasonable and if I wanted to do that I could just do it on any basic vanilla server in regular Minecraft. Plus there just wouldn’t be any point to waste peoples’ time with my behavior.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: ---Acting like a god=rolling natural 20s on everything and giving others any say in what you were about to do.
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: ---Playing a character with outside knowledge like an Herbalist showing an Archer how to use a bow.
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: ---To take on the personalities, views, and attitudes within the role of a character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
---People higher up on the chain of command than me.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
--Only when that other player consents to letting his character be killed.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
--Only if you put parenthesis(), private messaging, or if you were to change to a OOC channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
---Consider it done Commander!
Who is allowed to use magic?:
---There is a possibility for a character to start out with magic if it is legitimately backed up in their lore, but it doesn’t matter because they lose their “magic” once they go into thee Caves so it doesn’t really count.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
---Once the apocalypse occurred, everyone panicked. That’s how they met the undergods who directed them down into the Caves where they presently reside.
What are the Shrines?:
---Its where the different factions can come to pay homage to a certain undergod and in return, the undergods give resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
---I have been apart of a Dungeons and Dragons group off and on at least three years. Also last year when I was in the pit orchestra, during the Musical practices my drama friends and I would sometimes practice each others lines and act them out accordingly. Also My friends and I participate in LARPing. If thats not enough of a role-playing experience I don’t know what is.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
--This is my first role-playing server.
Character Information
Name: Rune Longstrider
Age: Old--- so old he has lost track. Somewhere around fifty.
Race: Human
Class: Architect
Physical description: 5’11, very lean, tan, and has corded muscles. Also has leathery hands a slightly bent back from hours of working outside building things for people.
Screen capture of your skin: http://imgur.com/0ny84
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
---Rune was born in a small apothecary's hut to the very northern regions of the Kingdom of Ragnau. His father, a harden farmer and an herbalist, owned a sumf deep under his house. Once Rune was of the age of twenty, he decided that his life was not meant to be stuck gathering wheat, melons, potatoes and worshipping squid for the rest of his life so he packed up and headed out into the world. He started out as a beggar in one of the many towns he would eventually make his rounds in. One day though, while he making his usual efforts, begging for the necessities, a rather wealthy-looking man walked up to him in the most outrageous clothing.
Stranger: “Hello there! Nice weather, aih?”
Rune: “Well depends on how you would see it...” muttering drearily and staring at the huge clothing.
Stranger: “My name is George McLeer! I be looking for a pair of hands to help me with this job. You seem fit enough. There’s a hot meal and pay waiting for you at the end!”
Rune: “Sure. When do you want me to start?”
Stranger:”Tomorrow, come by my place at dawn! Good day!”
Then the man named George sauntered away with a very bewildered Rune looking out after him. For the years following this exchange Rune became an apprentice to an architect. He was the one to carry out the most difficult jobs like help lift beams and eventually help the architect build or rebuild the more fancier houses up in the wealthier districts.
When Rune was thirty, he became a fully fledged builder and moved to the west side of a neighboring town across the river where married his wife Sophie and lived happily with her for many years. Everyday he would go out and help someone new with a house, expand and sell real-estate, or help friends rebuild their houses from minor things like fires and the such. Rune recalls much later that those ten years were the most happiest ones he has ever had and probably ever will. Then that fateful day when everything in Runes world turned upside down.
It was the fifth of Sunfire and everyone in Rune’s town was going about his or her business. Rune was busy building a house for an elderly couple who wanted to down size; currently though he was napping under an apple tree on a hill that overlooked the town. He was dreaming peacefully of his wife and eating cake when suddenly out of nowhere he was rudely awoken to screams of agony. In the distance he could see smoke raising on the east side of town, and heard the screams of men and women in pain as well as the clashing of iron. “Bandits! I must find Sophie and make sure she is safe!” He readied his ax and rushed down the hill and back into town. A couple men were trying to form up some kind of line before the onslaught of bandits but were cut down almost instantly. Rune kept going not even stopping to take revenge for his fallen friends, because he knew that more violence would only cause more pain. He turned another corner and ran right into Ron Harold the baker who half way swung his roller before seeing who it was.
Rune: “Have you seen Sophie?!” he shouted over the noise.
Ron: “No! I haven’t seen her since about an hour ago when she came and bought bread from me! She must be at home!”
Rune: “Thanks! Look out!”
A bandit was running at them full tilt with a very cruel looking sword. Ron swung his dough roller up at the incoming bandit and while the man ducked, Rune brought his ax up into the mans chest.
Then Rune was off again, making sure he waved to the baker on the way, this time making it to his house without much difficulty; although what he saw brought chills down his spine. there within a ring of dirty ragged looking men was his Sophie half naked shivering and shaking. Something snapped inside of him and rage boiled over. Everything blurred and when it finally came back into focus, Rune stared at what he had done. He was soaked in a red liquid...blood...a passing thought tells him. It was everywhere, everything was red, cloaked in crimson, body parts thrown every which way, and in the middle lay Sophie, dead. In his blind rage he had killed his own wife. Rune rushed over to her, bent down, lifted her up and wailed, and everyone in the town stopped fighting including the bandits because the sound was so lonely, sad, and inhuman. Everything went very quiet, and then all the people who were listening started at the sound of almost-maniacal laughter. “I killed them...I killed them! Hahaha they’re dead and now I have killed them! Killed them, killed them, killed them! Hahahaha! Killed ‘til they were...dead! But I have lost my Sophie! Where is she? I must find her!” He rushed off. The last one to see him, little Billy, who was no more than eight, saw a half-crazed, wild, almost rabid version of the kind man who helped build his parents home only a few days before. The little boy saw the man run full tilt into the night and that was the last time everyone from that village ever saw of Rune Longstrider. He went on and on for days without any food or water, before clasping on a bed of daises some sixty miles from where he started.
What he didn’t know at the time was that he had fallen on the gardens were tended by a group of kindly monks who inhabited a local temple of Strugunam. By fate, and because it was such a lovely day, a monk by the name of Stephen, came upon Rune. “Oh my! Brother David! Come give me a hand. This poor fellow looks to be have starved!” Stephen, with the help of David, carried him back to the temple and started the long process of treating a starved half-crazed man; not a very easy task. The first time Rune woke up he believed that the monks were really bandits and thought that they were trying to poison him so before a portly monk by the name of Tuben could feed him porridge, Rune was up in flash, striking the monk full in the jaw before running to one corner of the room. Where he sat on the floor and rocked back and forth. Rune seemed to be living in a dream for the past... he had lost track... He kept staring at a pool of water that had well up where he slept. Tuben the monk could hear him mumbling and arguing with himself. “These bandits...they’re trying to mess with my mind so that they laugh at me! At me...at me..at me! But they don’t to want to harm us! Yes they do because they are bandits and you killed them and your wife as well you fool! But they don’t act like bandits! True. Maybe they aren’t so bad...” Rune mumbled under his breath before snorting and replying “You weren’t so bad until you killed your wife!” When Tuben heard this rushed off to find some help.
Tuben went straight to the High Cleric for help and asked the High Cleric his opinion for he had quite a deal of knowledge on the topic of the mind. He recommended to leave food out for Rune and to teach him about the good things in life because, he said “The man seemed to be locked inside his mind, normally this occurs when a person suffers deep trauma. If we teach him the greater things in life he may come out of this stupor and back to sanity.” So for every meal, someone wold bring Rune food, and in the afternoon Tuben would read to him about life. Eventually Rune opened up to the kindly monks, slowly coming out of his misery, gained back his sanity, and learned many things from the monks. After many months of staying with the monks, Rune decided that it was time to go so he went to go talk with the High Cleric Joseph. Joseph was highly pleased at the miraculous success and was very happy to know that Rune, who had over the past couple of months become one of his friends, had fully recovered his sanity. Joseph’s parting words were “Rune, although you could came to us in a non-healthy state of mind, I am glad that you have come back to the world of reason and civility. Remember that peace and harmony can be found in all things and you will find a happy balance in life.” Rune thanked him, said goodbye to all the other monks who had helped him in the state that he had originally been in, and was off on the road again.
As he went, he spread the words and teaching of Strugunam to any who would listen. He has traveled around the four Kingdoms, building shelters for the less able and the old, making friends everywhere, and all the while spreading Strugunam’s messages.
He is kind and polite to everyone who talks with him although he doesn’t talk very much about his past, and gives advice when and where ever he is needed. Recently Rune had been staying with a friend who called himself Havren, a sea captain who knew these waters like the back of his hand, knew that there was a place left untouched by the spread of disease and anarchy that could be seen almost everywhere else in the world. His idea was to take his ship nicknamed Seawolf, bring as many friends as possible, and travel to this island that everyone kept talking about. They set out on the eve of the summer solstice. Although Rune was not much of a seafaring type of guy and could be seen almost all the time at the port side heaving as Seawolf plunged through the waves, they had a pretty calm voyage for the first few days. Like all sea voyages though in the summer the calm waters did not last. Two days out from the island they were hit by the worst summer storm in the history of the Kingdom of Ragnau. If Rune was sick in those first few calm waters, he was even worse in this weather. Seawolf was a very sleek ship, but with these winds and waves the boat didn’t last a few waves before breaking up. The last thing Rune could remember was the mast falling down on top of him and then, nothing. Fortunately for Rune, had gotten only a glancing blow to his head from a part of the broken mast.
There were some passing thoughts as he drifted in the waves. He could remember the feeling of floating as the waves slowly pushed his body up onto the shore. He could see a fuzzy image of a ring of strange-looking people staring down at him and whispering “Its a miracle anyone survived, let alone this old man.” “Shut it Dakir, be respectful even if he looks half dead.” “You know, he looks kind of like Old Man Axe...now that is peculiar...” Then everything was black and Rune gave himself fully to the darkness. He woke up a cozy bed with sunshine coming in through the windows, “Roland’s Basin, where every problem ends and peace begins.” he thought bitterly as he slowly felt the madness and the guilt creeping back in.
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What is your character's main goal? (Motivation):
---Mainly to help anyone down on their luck. To help the sick, or families of the sick as well. When he has a sanity laps though, all he wants is to find Sophie his long dead wife.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
---Wizened in the ways of anything practical. Anything from building things, storytelling, Magic, to simply giving advice. I.E. a very good handyman.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality):
---Has little to no respect for current political views, doesn’t like to talk about his past, has a seething hatred for any type of bandit, is not as fast as he was in his youth, and most recently has had lapses in his sanity. Cannot live near people he doesn’t know for very long, they may not be alive in the morning.
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Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?:
---My character, because of being a long time traveler, has grown out of the habit to affiliate himself with one protocolar group of people. He has made friends in many but he doesn’t wish to get into all the politics and violence associated with it. I don’t know if there is anything like that, but my character is not a fighter, he likes to build things, not destroy them.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See "Character Linking Aid". Please post a link to the topic.):
---nope.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
---Rage boils over, though Rune tries to suppress it, and Rune has a lapse of sanity. Hefting his favorite ax he would walk up to the thugs saying “You know what? You remind me of some bandits who were violating my wife right before I killed them! Killed them until them were dead! Hahaha!” He would laugh bitterly, “Now you’re going to join those men I killed....” If they don’t run and instead come at me saying “Your dead old man!”, I would crouch down and then spring up smacking the head of my ax up into the jaw the first one before dropping it and climbing on the back of the other. The first thug who clutches his jaw in agony goes out like a light where as the other is down .
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You've been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
---I would walk into that town and ask the town leader or Innkeeper for a hot meal and a bed in exchange for odd jobs to do around town, mainly building things but all so running around an doing chores for people to get as much money as I can to buy some food.
Rune: “there must be something I could do for you.”
Innkeeper: “Actually there is could you bring this supplies to old grannie Smith who up on a hill a few miles from here. Normally I wouldn’t be asking a---”
Rune: “--old man?”
Innkeeper, looking flustered: “Well yes!”
Rune: “I am much more fit then what my age tells you i bring Grannie Smith these apples.”
Innkeeper: “Thank you sir! In exchange, I will give you a cake that I have been baking in my oven!”
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You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
---I would walk straight up to him.
Rune: “Hello good sir! Its to bad really, such a wonderful day to be spent down on your luck.”
Hobo: “Hello to ye too. Could happen to spare me a measly piece of food?”
Rune: “I was going to save this for my dinner but here you go. I remember what it feels to be starving, and you look like you need it a lot more than I do.”
Hobo looks chest fallen. “Alright. Thank you, you are most kind!”
Rune: *Wave to the homeless man and walk away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
--I would turn around, look him straight in the eye, not moving until he either looks away or flinches, and ask him “Is it worth insulting an old man’s mother?” Then I would finish the serious look with a joke; saying something along the lines of “your probably right! I haven’t seen my mum since we buried her! I wouldn’t want to think of how she looks like now!” He would most likely “respond with a smart comeback like “uh, ummm....well...” Then I would go back to eating. Now if he had insulted my long-dead wife, thats a different story all together; he would have been seen dead on the floor of the bar.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
---I would turn to her and bend slightly in the manner of politeness and say cheerfully “Good afternoon child! That is a most beautiful necklace! May I inquire as to where you got it?
Woman: “Thank you! Today is my husband and I’s anniversary and this was his gift to me!”
Rune: “Lucky for any man to have given such a beautiful necklace to match such a stunning lady!”
Woman, laughing: “They should call you Silver-tongue, if you weren’t so old I’d say you shouldn’t be talking to me in this way!”
Rune: “Well I must be off! Its been fun chatting with such a stunning woman! Tah tah for now!
Woman, giggled: “Good day Sir!”
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Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
---For the classes, so are they so limited that an architect can’t use swords? Because wouldn’t that cause a problem when the Apocalypse happens and every flees into the dark where all the zombies and skeletons hang out?
Other notes: I’m slightly new at the whole roleplaying server idea, so I am a bit unfamiliar with installing and downloading plug-ins, spout, and the such on a mac.
Does it take long to get whitelisted after getting accepted? I'm so eager to play T-T
You're one of the first to be accepted since the Prologue opened, so the whitelisters are still adjusting to adding people to the whitelist at the same time that they accept people. If you haven't already been added, I'm having you added right now.
Compiling character lists, and I've been pretty busy lately, so once again I will bypass the huge post with a:
Welcome to the server, RomanTS! All you needed was that simple fix, great.
Welcome Stormtrooper2000! Your bio was really good. You'll be a welcome addition to the server.
Both of you: Go into OOC chat when on the server and ask an OP or admin for your living area and starting gear.
They are opportunistic group focused more around achieve power through misleading and betraying other factions, or simply raiding them. Also, to control the Tricks Section and to exploit the Tricks Shrine for its resources is another main goal. They will, of course, try and get into other places for supplies... Alone, they are rather weak in upfront fights but deal well with espionage and quick surgical strikes like assassinations, ambushes, etc. They are also clever, loyal and rather mad when it comes to the average personnel. They attack without mercy or care, often not even batting a eyelash at the people they kill. They are killers, betrayers, and generally Chaoticly Evil. HOORAY FOR EVIL!
Welk, that is the Shadow Wings description. You must have missed it or something.... Edit quick before people start thinking the faction's stupid !
NOTE: I proofread it, and made a few.... Adjustments, to make it better. Just saying *wink*
Well, I'm reposting this because it seems you haven't edited the OP with it :< People still probably think we're stupid! (Just another note, I'll probably organize the whole thing when Derpy comes back.... After the proluge, probably....)
Well, I'm reposting this because it seems you haven't edited the OP with it :< People still probably think we're stupid! (Just another note, I'll probably organize the whole thing when Derpy comes back.... After the proluge, probably....)
Oh, my apologies! I don't know how I missed that! Adding it to the OP now.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):roryh-tisjohnthebaby
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Forcing other players role-play when they do not wish it What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Meta-Gaming is the use of out of game information in your character, for instance my character does not know how to craft, but i do. This does not enable my character to craft
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: To create an imaginary or use an existing one and pretend and act like that character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Admins and other staff like builders may need it to create the map and other such tasks.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other character gives consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in need of help, it is not advised.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: No-one unless they have permission from the admins.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
The apocalypse began and lava spewed forth marring the land, the under gods led them underground and to the safety of rolands basin
What are the Shrines?: totems for the undergods, they can be used to get resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Character Information
Name:Jaquin
Age:23
Race:Human
Class:Theif
Physical description:Tall and lithe, dressed head to toe in light armor made from strands of plant fiber woven densely together with bronze armguards, legguards and breastplate. He wears a hood and walks with a slight swagger with an undertone of catlike agility.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Having never known his parents he was brought up by the older boys on the street, he quickly surpassed them in the art of theivery. His arrogance caused hatred in the other boys and he was cast out of his town, after wandering for days he felt the rumblings in the earth, he followed some stragglers from the shadows every now and then skillfully robbing foodstuffs, only what he needed. Whilst on this journey he spent spare time weaving his armor. One night he took too much from the stragglers stores and they hunted him down. When they found him they beat him soundly and left him for dead. Staggering, half dead he stumbled upon Rolands Basin. As he climbed slowly he found a ledge. On that ledge he lay for a full day. He was found by some other latecomers who cared for him. After a week of care he left without telling anyone, walking for the depths of the underground. As he walked his threaded garb hardened into a brown dirtlike color. On his journeys he met a smith, with whom he shared his last scraps of food, in return he was given his armor, made of light bronze. Jaquin and the smith walked for days, they stumbled upon a small tuft of wheat and a small stream of water, usin their fists they ground the wheat down into flour and added the water to make bread, that night they ate. Their fire burned low and darkness fell, monsters that had lurked beyond the reach of the light began to make their move, a hideous zombie moved into their camp followed by another, and another. The first of the undead bit a chunk out of the smiths leg, he woke throwing of the monster. But the damage was done, yelling to wake Jaquin he drew his hammer. “Run.” he cried. And the theif complied. Tears streaming down his face he left his friend to his fate. He fell from exhaustion after four hours of sprinting. He sat with his back against a cave wall breathing heavily. In the distance he could see light. He pulled himself to his feet and stumbled on his way. He pulled a hunk of bread from his pocket and took a bite from its stale being. He walked for an hour. The light in front of him grew larger and larger, its glow kept him going. Eventually he reached them, the light was a crowd of people, he had reached Rolands Basin.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): It would have to be survival, he is extremely afraid of death.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His quick hands and feet, as well as his inbuilt kindness and innocence, he doesn’t know that he is doing anything wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His inability to fight and his theiving ways, although they help his survival they get him into a lot of trouble.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Yes, he will join Tricks as it fits his nature and his habit of stealing.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Not yet.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Jaquin ran at one of the men hitting him with his shoulder before sprinting to the end of the street. “Here kitties” he called taunting them. The men growled at him but went back to their previous activities. Jaquin sighed, he picked up a pebble and threw it hitting the man in the back of the neck. “Ok thats it!” the man shouted, both of them began to sprint at him. Jaquin threw a rope snagging the leading man’s leg, he gave it a jerk pulling the man off his feet, his head cracked on the ground knocking him out, the other man was unable to stop himself and tripped on his fallen comrade, also being rendered unconscious.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. Jaquin steals into the settlement and collapses on the doorstep. The door is opened and the mother of the house takes pity on his crumpled figure. He is tended to and nursed back to strength. After being returned to his full strength he sneaks into the larder and raids it of enough supplies to take a ten day journey before leaving the village by the rooftops.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I give him a small portion of mine, i then pick the pocket of a man who recently refused the beggar and give the beggar my ill-gotten riches.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Jaquin stands up, and replies. “At least i have a mother.” He then sits down and continues to eat.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Jaquin walks up to her and asks how much she is willing to sell it for. “I’ll give you 20 gold for that necklace miss” he says. “Get away from me you miscreant,” she replies, “I payed 100 for this necklace.” Jaquin then takes to the rooftops and lowers himself to the ladies height, deftly he unhooks the catch and lifts it from her neck. He then taps her shoulder and thrughs a handful of coppers into her face. “You shouldn’t be so picky” he cries pulling himself back onto the rooftop before running across the roofs.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Is there a type of currency that i’m not aware of?
Other notes:sorry my skin didn't come through. Darn it
Accepted Welcome to the server! You are invited to join upon our opening this September. In the meantime, register on our website (http://shrines.enjin.com) and meet the community!
johnthebaby236
Nice app! only one or two mistakes, in that only sages and undergods can use magic, and in rp no one can use mods. With the explanation for the people coming to caves, you must have seen my trailer haha! I loved your ICR you char seems almost cheeky! Welcome to the server!
NOTE: This guy is my friend in real life. I did not accept because of that, I read his app as I would anyones. But he is a trustworthy guy and if he does anything wrong, tell him and he'll fix it.
Just a note, John, there is no "Tricks" faction, and the closest thing to it is Shadow Wings, which edge alone more on "Evil killing assassins" then innocent theives....
I'm still amazed at what went down today, with the meeting in Alister Hall. That was absolutely fantastic. For those that weren't there, the players are attempting to set up a council-system to govern the Basins. Very cool stuff, and I hope it works out.
It even FELT like a meeting of that nature, with everyone yelling and stuff. You could have almost imagined it as a Congress Convention or something like that :D!
It even FELT like a meeting of that nature, with everyone yelling and stuff. You could have almost imagined it as a Congress Convention or something like that !
We had another one yesterday. It ended with someone getting arrested for throwing a knife across the room.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): No, not really
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, and my favorite rule is n powergaming, I really hate powergamers.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: It's when you dodge every hit, don't let the enemy respond, like *Cuts off the bandit's head with his axe* it's also when you do stuff your character cannot normally do, like *Calls down lightning and smites everyone*
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using your knowledge to your characters benefit, like bob tells you irl that hes going to assassinate you and you go tell the guards.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Taking the role of someone else, like a blacksmith, bandit or something similar.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: NOBODY When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When it seems reasonable, like you have them unconsious in someones house.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you're in Ooc chat, or while using double parentheses (( ))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yeap
Who is allowed to use magic?: Nobody when we go into the caves, unless yyou're an undergods sage
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: An apocalypse occured, my guess is that it was the Undergods that did it.
What are the Shrines?: An undergods place of power, the chests in them will be stocked with supplies
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Some, I played on the land of olivin, the land of yalin, mesalia rp, and some smaller servers that were no good.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Olivin and Yalin went down, and I just didn't like Mesalia
Character Information
Name: Michael Fox
Age:22
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Khazi-Un
Class: Juggernaut
Physical description: Really strong, tall, and tanned
Screen capture of your skin: Don't know how to do these :/
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Michael grew up in a town in the Southern Kingdom, he was a bandit, in the same group as his parents when he was 7. He had a happy, but ruthless life, he was one of their best though because he could act nice and make friends. When he was 10, a big part of his group got wiped out by people from the western kingdom, but luckily not his parents. They decided to move out of the Southern kingdom, and moved to a small village that was on the border of the eastern and western kingdoms. They settled there, and Michael made 3 violent friends, but his parents settled down and lived a peaceful life.
When he was 20, his savior came, a man named Jake who lived in the woods for more then a decade and was pretty violent, eventually, him, Jake and the other 3 of their friends got kicked out of the village and they decided to move on. They travelled on the roads, raiding traders and killing other bandit groups to get their riches. However one day when they were going, they decided that they had enough stuff to last them for more then one life-time, and moved on. They now spent their days looking for a village that wasn't destroyed by war. One day, they were going and they got surprised by another bandit group, the first thing that happened was that Jake was knocked out. They decided to split up, 2 took Jake to a village they heard rumors of, and 2 stood and fought... Michael was one of the 2, once they dispatched the bandits they went looking for Jake, and they eventually got split up when they got in an argument about which way to go. Michael eventually found the town and saw that it was just a giant hole dug out into the ground. First thing Michael did when he arrived was look for Jake...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Right now just to find Jake
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His physical strengths is that hes really strong, and his personality traits is that he can act nice even when hes bad.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His physical weaknesses are that hes too strong and big to be stealthy. and his personality weakness is that if you anger him, he might end up trying to stab you.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Nope, he just wants to find Jake, and go from there.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Yes, sgt_numjucks/Jake
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. *Michael walks up to the men* Michael: What are you doing to that poor girl!?
Man: None of your business. *Laughs*
Michael: Dirty pedophiles *Unsheathes his sword*
Man: Gonna fight like that eh?
Michael: Yes *Surprises the man and quickly stabs him in the stomach*
Michael:Now you, other guy you gonna leave or what?
*The man runs away* You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
*Michael walks in*
Michael: An-anyone got any food?
Man: Are you ok!?
Michael: I n-need food, never had any for almost a week.
Man: Heres some bread Ill be right back with something a bit better
*Michael quickly gulps down the bread and waits for the man*
Man: Here you go. *Hands him some soup*
Michael: Thank you kind sir. *Eats the soup*
Man: Are you going to stay here or...?
Michael: No I have some stuff to do elsewhere *Gets up and mysteriously leaves*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. *Takes the mans beer and throws it as far as he can. Old man: wh-what have you done?!
Michael: Food is more important than beer, remember that.
*Michael chucks the man some bread.*
Man: Th-thank you I haven't eaten this much in a month!
Michael: just stay off the beer *Leaves*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*Sits there watching an old man insult his mother*
Michael: HEY MOM! You gonna let an old man say that to you?
Michaels mom: I guess not. *Pulls out a foot long dagger*
Man: Wh-whoa I didnt mean- *Man looks at the dagger in his stomach, rips it out and runs away, holding his stomach*
Michael: Cheers!
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Michael: Hello nice lady, I noticed that the back buttons of your nice coat arent done near the top.
Lady: I can never see up there to do it.
Michael: Want me to do it?
Lady: Sure
*Michael buttons up her coat and takes off the necklace wondering about how much it'll fetch him*
Lady: Thanks
Michael: No problem, I gotta be somewhere so bye *Michael sprints away before the lady notices her necklace is gone.*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope SECRET UNDERGROUND MELON FARM
Welcome to the server! You are invited to join upon our opening this September.
In the meantime, register on our website (http://shrines.enjin.com) and meet the community!
hustbust123
You had a great application! I am a bit too tired to write too much on this, but you met all the requirements! I hope to see you on the server. Or not... might try to scam me...
XLaJay
You also had a great app, a nice bio and a healthy goal in life. Your ICR section was not very much in depth, I wanted to know what happens after she confronted the thugs! Haha! Anyhoo, welcome to the server!
Deffered
Your application lacked certain important qualities. You are invited to repost your application with any neccessary revisions, explained here.
RomanTS
It is evident that you are tired, as you completely missed two OOC questions. Please fix this and repost. Thanks!
Rejected
Your application, upon several resubmissions, failed to meet expectations- or you broke the rules in some way (explained here). You cannot reapply. We wish you luck in finding a new server.
None
Other Notes:
StealHaus, please, please, PLEASE do not post unfinished applications on here. If you need somewhere to save it, do it on your computer. The staff does has not much time as it is, and frankly, posting an unfinished app on here is a waste of everyones time. THIS GOES FOR EVERYONE. DO NOT POST UNFINISHED APPLICATIONS HERE.
Sorry =/ I fixed those 2 and some grammar problems in my ICR.
Sukii is my rl name..
I've heard of Suki but no ones ever had 2 i's o_o
If you wish your app to get re-reviewed, I'd suggest reposting it. Much easier for the whitelisters that way
Was told to re-post the fixed app. Thanks :3
Oh, well. My friend gave me my minecraft account for my birthday ( I didn't choose the name) and she put it with two i's. I actually like to be called Jay
Out of Character Information
IGN: Stormtrooper2000
Real-Life Age: --16 years old.
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): --nope.
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
--Yeah totally, I don’t see why I wouldn’t follow the rules and decisions. I wouldn't want to ruin the playing experience for others because the rules seem pretty reasonable and if I wanted to do that I could just do it on any basic vanilla server in regular Minecraft. Plus there just wouldn’t be any point to waste peoples’ time with my behavior.
What is the definition of "Powergaming"?: ---Acting like a god=rolling natural 20s on everything and giving others any say in what you were about to do.
What is the definition of "Metagaming"?: ---Playing a character with outside knowledge like an Herbalist showing an Archer how to use a bow.
What is the definition of "Roleplay"?: ---To take on the personalities, views, and attitudes within the role of a character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:
---People higher up on the chain of command than me.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:
--Only when that other player consents to letting his character be killed.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?:
--Only if you put parenthesis(), private messaging, or if you were to change to a OOC channel.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
---Consider it done Commander!
Who is allowed to use magic?:
---There is a possibility for a character to start out with magic if it is legitimately backed up in their lore, but it doesn’t matter because they lose their “magic” once they go into thee Caves so it doesn’t really count.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
---Once the apocalypse occurred, everyone panicked. That’s how they met the undergods who directed them down into the Caves where they presently reside.
What are the Shrines?:
---Its where the different factions can come to pay homage to a certain undergod and in return, the undergods give resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
---I have been apart of a Dungeons and Dragons group off and on at least three years. Also last year when I was in the pit orchestra, during the Musical practices my drama friends and I would sometimes practice each others lines and act them out accordingly. Also My friends and I participate in LARPing. If thats not enough of a role-playing experience I don’t know what is.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
--This is my first role-playing server.
Character Information
Name: Rune Longstrider
Age: Old--- so old he has lost track. Somewhere around fifty.
Race: Human
Class: Architect
Physical description: 5’11, very lean, tan, and has corded muscles. Also has leathery hands a slightly bent back from hours of working outside building things for people.
Screen capture of your skin:
http://imgur.com/0ny84
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.):
---Rune was born in a small apothecary's hut to the very northern regions of the Kingdom of Ragnau. His father, a harden farmer and an herbalist, owned a sumf deep under his house. Once Rune was of the age of twenty, he decided that his life was not meant to be stuck gathering wheat, melons, potatoes and worshipping squid for the rest of his life so he packed up and headed out into the world. He started out as a beggar in one of the many towns he would eventually make his rounds in. One day though, while he making his usual efforts, begging for the necessities, a rather wealthy-looking man walked up to him in the most outrageous clothing.
Stranger: “Hello there! Nice weather, aih?”
Rune: “Well depends on how you would see it...” muttering drearily and staring at the huge clothing.
Stranger: “My name is George McLeer! I be looking for a pair of hands to help me with this job. You seem fit enough. There’s a hot meal and pay waiting for you at the end!”
Rune: “Sure. When do you want me to start?”
Stranger:”Tomorrow, come by my place at dawn! Good day!”
Then the man named George sauntered away with a very bewildered Rune looking out after him. For the years following this exchange Rune became an apprentice to an architect. He was the one to carry out the most difficult jobs like help lift beams and eventually help the architect build or rebuild the more fancier houses up in the wealthier districts.
When Rune was thirty, he became a fully fledged builder and moved to the west side of a neighboring town across the river where married his wife Sophie and lived happily with her for many years. Everyday he would go out and help someone new with a house, expand and sell real-estate, or help friends rebuild their houses from minor things like fires and the such. Rune recalls much later that those ten years were the most happiest ones he has ever had and probably ever will. Then that fateful day when everything in Runes world turned upside down.
It was the fifth of Sunfire and everyone in Rune’s town was going about his or her business. Rune was busy building a house for an elderly couple who wanted to down size; currently though he was napping under an apple tree on a hill that overlooked the town. He was dreaming peacefully of his wife and eating cake when suddenly out of nowhere he was rudely awoken to screams of agony. In the distance he could see smoke raising on the east side of town, and heard the screams of men and women in pain as well as the clashing of iron. “Bandits! I must find Sophie and make sure she is safe!” He readied his ax and rushed down the hill and back into town. A couple men were trying to form up some kind of line before the onslaught of bandits but were cut down almost instantly. Rune kept going not even stopping to take revenge for his fallen friends, because he knew that more violence would only cause more pain. He turned another corner and ran right into Ron Harold the baker who half way swung his roller before seeing who it was.
Rune: “Have you seen Sophie?!” he shouted over the noise.
Ron: “No! I haven’t seen her since about an hour ago when she came and bought bread from me! She must be at home!”
Rune: “Thanks! Look out!”
A bandit was running at them full tilt with a very cruel looking sword. Ron swung his dough roller up at the incoming bandit and while the man ducked, Rune brought his ax up into the mans chest.
Then Rune was off again, making sure he waved to the baker on the way, this time making it to his house without much difficulty; although what he saw brought chills down his spine. there within a ring of dirty ragged looking men was his Sophie half naked shivering and shaking. Something snapped inside of him and rage boiled over. Everything blurred and when it finally came back into focus, Rune stared at what he had done. He was soaked in a red liquid...blood...a passing thought tells him. It was everywhere, everything was red, cloaked in crimson, body parts thrown every which way, and in the middle lay Sophie, dead. In his blind rage he had killed his own wife. Rune rushed over to her, bent down, lifted her up and wailed, and everyone in the town stopped fighting including the bandits because the sound was so lonely, sad, and inhuman. Everything went very quiet, and then all the people who were listening started at the sound of almost-maniacal laughter. “I killed them...I killed them! Hahaha they’re dead and now I have killed them! Killed them, killed them, killed them! Hahahaha! Killed ‘til they were...dead! But I have lost my Sophie! Where is she? I must find her!” He rushed off. The last one to see him, little Billy, who was no more than eight, saw a half-crazed, wild, almost rabid version of the kind man who helped build his parents home only a few days before. The little boy saw the man run full tilt into the night and that was the last time everyone from that village ever saw of Rune Longstrider. He went on and on for days without any food or water, before clasping on a bed of daises some sixty miles from where he started.
What he didn’t know at the time was that he had fallen on the gardens were tended by a group of kindly monks who inhabited a local temple of Strugunam. By fate, and because it was such a lovely day, a monk by the name of Stephen, came upon Rune. “Oh my! Brother David! Come give me a hand. This poor fellow looks to be have starved!” Stephen, with the help of David, carried him back to the temple and started the long process of treating a starved half-crazed man; not a very easy task. The first time Rune woke up he believed that the monks were really bandits and thought that they were trying to poison him so before a portly monk by the name of Tuben could feed him porridge, Rune was up in flash, striking the monk full in the jaw before running to one corner of the room. Where he sat on the floor and rocked back and forth. Rune seemed to be living in a dream for the past... he had lost track... He kept staring at a pool of water that had well up where he slept. Tuben the monk could hear him mumbling and arguing with himself. “These bandits...they’re trying to mess with my mind so that they laugh at me! At me...at me..at me! But they don’t to want to harm us! Yes they do because they are bandits and you killed them and your wife as well you fool! But they don’t act like bandits! True. Maybe they aren’t so bad...” Rune mumbled under his breath before snorting and replying “You weren’t so bad until you killed your wife!” When Tuben heard this rushed off to find some help.
Tuben went straight to the High Cleric for help and asked the High Cleric his opinion for he had quite a deal of knowledge on the topic of the mind. He recommended to leave food out for Rune and to teach him about the good things in life because, he said “The man seemed to be locked inside his mind, normally this occurs when a person suffers deep trauma. If we teach him the greater things in life he may come out of this stupor and back to sanity.” So for every meal, someone wold bring Rune food, and in the afternoon Tuben would read to him about life. Eventually Rune opened up to the kindly monks, slowly coming out of his misery, gained back his sanity, and learned many things from the monks. After many months of staying with the monks, Rune decided that it was time to go so he went to go talk with the High Cleric Joseph. Joseph was highly pleased at the miraculous success and was very happy to know that Rune, who had over the past couple of months become one of his friends, had fully recovered his sanity. Joseph’s parting words were “Rune, although you could came to us in a non-healthy state of mind, I am glad that you have come back to the world of reason and civility. Remember that peace and harmony can be found in all things and you will find a happy balance in life.” Rune thanked him, said goodbye to all the other monks who had helped him in the state that he had originally been in, and was off on the road again.
As he went, he spread the words and teaching of Strugunam to any who would listen. He has traveled around the four Kingdoms, building shelters for the less able and the old, making friends everywhere, and all the while spreading Strugunam’s messages.
He is kind and polite to everyone who talks with him although he doesn’t talk very much about his past, and gives advice when and where ever he is needed. Recently Rune had been staying with a friend who called himself Havren, a sea captain who knew these waters like the back of his hand, knew that there was a place left untouched by the spread of disease and anarchy that could be seen almost everywhere else in the world. His idea was to take his ship nicknamed Seawolf, bring as many friends as possible, and travel to this island that everyone kept talking about. They set out on the eve of the summer solstice. Although Rune was not much of a seafaring type of guy and could be seen almost all the time at the port side heaving as Seawolf plunged through the waves, they had a pretty calm voyage for the first few days. Like all sea voyages though in the summer the calm waters did not last. Two days out from the island they were hit by the worst summer storm in the history of the Kingdom of Ragnau. If Rune was sick in those first few calm waters, he was even worse in this weather. Seawolf was a very sleek ship, but with these winds and waves the boat didn’t last a few waves before breaking up. The last thing Rune could remember was the mast falling down on top of him and then, nothing. Fortunately for Rune, had gotten only a glancing blow to his head from a part of the broken mast.
There were some passing thoughts as he drifted in the waves. He could remember the feeling of floating as the waves slowly pushed his body up onto the shore. He could see a fuzzy image of a ring of strange-looking people staring down at him and whispering “Its a miracle anyone survived, let alone this old man.” “Shut it Dakir, be respectful even if he looks half dead.” “You know, he looks kind of like Old Man Axe...now that is peculiar...” Then everything was black and Rune gave himself fully to the darkness. He woke up a cozy bed with sunshine coming in through the windows, “Roland’s Basin, where every problem ends and peace begins.” he thought bitterly as he slowly felt the madness and the guilt creeping back in.
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What is your character's main goal? (Motivation):
---Mainly to help anyone down on their luck. To help the sick, or families of the sick as well. When he has a sanity laps though, all he wants is to find Sophie his long dead wife.
Strengths (Both physical and personality):
---Wizened in the ways of anything practical. Anything from building things, storytelling, Magic, to simply giving advice. I.E. a very good handyman.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality):
---Has little to no respect for current political views, doesn’t like to talk about his past, has a seething hatred for any type of bandit, is not as fast as he was in his youth, and most recently has had lapses in his sanity. Cannot live near people he doesn’t know for very long, they may not be alive in the morning.
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Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?:
---My character, because of being a long time traveler, has grown out of the habit to affiliate himself with one protocolar group of people. He has made friends in many but he doesn’t wish to get into all the politics and violence associated with it. I don’t know if there is anything like that, but my character is not a fighter, he likes to build things, not destroy them.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See "Character Linking Aid". Please post a link to the topic.):
---nope.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.
---Rage boils over, though Rune tries to suppress it, and Rune has a lapse of sanity. Hefting his favorite ax he would walk up to the thugs saying “You know what? You remind me of some bandits who were violating my wife right before I killed them! Killed them until them were dead! Hahaha!” He would laugh bitterly, “Now you’re going to join those men I killed....” If they don’t run and instead come at me saying “Your dead old man!”, I would crouch down and then spring up smacking the head of my ax up into the jaw the first one before dropping it and climbing on the back of the other. The first thug who clutches his jaw in agony goes out like a light where as the other is down .
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You've been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
---I would walk into that town and ask the town leader or Innkeeper for a hot meal and a bed in exchange for odd jobs to do around town, mainly building things but all so running around an doing chores for people to get as much money as I can to buy some food.
Rune: “there must be something I could do for you.”
Innkeeper: “Actually there is could you bring this supplies to old grannie Smith who up on a hill a few miles from here. Normally I wouldn’t be asking a---”
Rune: “--old man?”
Innkeeper, looking flustered: “Well yes!”
Rune: “I am much more fit then what my age tells you i bring Grannie Smith these apples.”
Innkeeper: “Thank you sir! In exchange, I will give you a cake that I have been baking in my oven!”
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You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
---I would walk straight up to him.
Rune: “Hello good sir! Its to bad really, such a wonderful day to be spent down on your luck.”
Hobo: “Hello to ye too. Could happen to spare me a measly piece of food?”
Rune: “I was going to save this for my dinner but here you go. I remember what it feels to be starving, and you look like you need it a lot more than I do.”
Hobo looks chest fallen. “Alright. Thank you, you are most kind!”
Rune: *Wave to the homeless man and walk away*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
--I would turn around, look him straight in the eye, not moving until he either looks away or flinches, and ask him “Is it worth insulting an old man’s mother?” Then I would finish the serious look with a joke; saying something along the lines of “your probably right! I haven’t seen my mum since we buried her! I wouldn’t want to think of how she looks like now!” He would most likely “respond with a smart comeback like “uh, ummm....well...” Then I would go back to eating. Now if he had insulted my long-dead wife, thats a different story all together; he would have been seen dead on the floor of the bar.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
---I would turn to her and bend slightly in the manner of politeness and say cheerfully “Good afternoon child! That is a most beautiful necklace! May I inquire as to where you got it?
Woman: “Thank you! Today is my husband and I’s anniversary and this was his gift to me!”
Rune: “Lucky for any man to have given such a beautiful necklace to match such a stunning lady!”
Woman, laughing: “They should call you Silver-tongue, if you weren’t so old I’d say you shouldn’t be talking to me in this way!”
Rune: “Well I must be off! Its been fun chatting with such a stunning woman! Tah tah for now!
Woman, giggled: “Good day Sir!”
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Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?
---For the classes, so are they so limited that an architect can’t use swords? Because wouldn’t that cause a problem when the Apocalypse happens and every flees into the dark where all the zombies and skeletons hang out?
Other notes: I’m slightly new at the whole roleplaying server idea, so I am a bit unfamiliar with installing and downloading plug-ins, spout, and the such on a mac.
You're one of the first to be accepted since the Prologue opened, so the whitelisters are still adjusting to adding people to the whitelist at the same time that they accept people. If you haven't already been added, I'm having you added right now.
Welcome to the server, RomanTS! All you needed was that simple fix, great.
Welcome Stormtrooper2000! Your bio was really good. You'll be a welcome addition to the server.
Both of you: Go into OOC chat when on the server and ask an OP or admin for your living area and starting gear.
Well, I'm reposting this because it seems you haven't edited the OP with it :< People still probably think we're stupid! (Just another note, I'll probably organize the whole thing when Derpy comes back.... After the proluge, probably....)
Oh, my apologies! I don't know how I missed that! Adding it to the OP now.
Real-Life Age:13
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):roryh-tisjohnthebaby
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Forcing other players role-play when they do not wish it
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Meta-Gaming is the use of out of game information in your character, for instance my character does not know how to craft, but i do. This does not enable my character to craft
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
To create an imaginary or use an existing one and pretend and act like that character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Admins and other staff like builders may need it to create the map and other such tasks.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other character gives consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in need of help, it is not advised.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: No-one unless they have permission from the admins.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
The apocalypse began and lava spewed forth marring the land, the under gods led them underground and to the safety of rolands basin
What are the Shrines?:
totems for the undergods, they can be used to get resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Character Information
Name:Jaquin
Age:23
Race:Human
Class:Theif
Physical description:Tall and lithe, dressed head to toe in light armor made from strands of plant fiber woven densely together with bronze armguards, legguards and breastplate. He wears a hood and walks with a slight swagger with an undertone of catlike agility.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Having never known his parents he was brought up by the older boys on the street, he quickly surpassed them in the art of theivery. His arrogance caused hatred in the other boys and he was cast out of his town, after wandering for days he felt the rumblings in the earth, he followed some stragglers from the shadows every now and then skillfully robbing foodstuffs, only what he needed. Whilst on this journey he spent spare time weaving his armor. One night he took too much from the stragglers stores and they hunted him down. When they found him they beat him soundly and left him for dead. Staggering, half dead he stumbled upon Rolands Basin. As he climbed slowly he found a ledge. On that ledge he lay for a full day. He was found by some other latecomers who cared for him. After a week of care he left without telling anyone, walking for the depths of the underground. As he walked his threaded garb hardened into a brown dirtlike color. On his journeys he met a smith, with whom he shared his last scraps of food, in return he was given his armor, made of light bronze. Jaquin and the smith walked for days, they stumbled upon a small tuft of wheat and a small stream of water, usin their fists they ground the wheat down into flour and added the water to make bread, that night they ate. Their fire burned low and darkness fell, monsters that had lurked beyond the reach of the light began to make their move, a hideous zombie moved into their camp followed by another, and another. The first of the undead bit a chunk out of the smiths leg, he woke throwing of the monster. But the damage was done, yelling to wake Jaquin he drew his hammer.
“Run.” he cried. And the theif complied. Tears streaming down his face he left his friend to his fate. He fell from exhaustion after four hours of sprinting. He sat with his back against a cave wall breathing heavily. In the distance he could see light. He pulled himself to his feet and stumbled on his way. He pulled a hunk of bread from his pocket and took a bite from its stale being. He walked for an hour. The light in front of him grew larger and larger, its glow kept him going. Eventually he reached them, the light was a crowd of people, he had reached Rolands Basin.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): It would have to be survival, he is extremely afraid of death.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His quick hands and feet, as well as his inbuilt kindness and innocence, he doesn’t know that he is doing anything wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His inability to fight and his theiving ways, although they help his survival they get him into a lot of trouble.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Yes, he will join Tricks as it fits his nature and his habit of stealing.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Not yet.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Jaquin ran at one of the men hitting him with his shoulder before sprinting to the end of the street.
“Here kitties” he called taunting them. The men growled at him but went back to their previous activities. Jaquin sighed, he picked up a pebble and threw it hitting the man in the back of the neck.
“Ok thats it!” the man shouted, both of them began to sprint at him. Jaquin threw a rope snagging the leading man’s leg, he gave it a jerk pulling the man off his feet, his head cracked on the ground knocking him out, the other man was unable to stop himself and tripped on his fallen comrade, also being rendered unconscious.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. Jaquin steals into the settlement and collapses on the doorstep. The door is opened and the mother of the house takes pity on his crumpled figure. He is tended to and nursed back to strength. After being returned to his full strength he sneaks into the larder and raids it of enough supplies to take a ten day journey before leaving the village by the rooftops.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I give him a small portion of mine, i then pick the pocket of a man who recently refused the beggar and give the beggar my ill-gotten riches.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Jaquin stands up, and replies. “At least i have a mother.” He then sits down and continues to eat.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Jaquin walks up to her and asks how much she is willing to sell it for. “I’ll give you 20 gold for that necklace miss” he says.
“Get away from me you miscreant,” she replies, “I payed 100 for this necklace.” Jaquin then takes to the rooftops and lowers himself to the ladies height, deftly he unhooks the catch and lifts it from her neck. He then taps her shoulder and thrughs a handful of coppers into her face.
“You shouldn’t be so picky” he cries pulling himself back onto the rooftop before running across the roofs.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Is there a type of currency that i’m not aware of?
Other notes:sorry my skin didn't come through. Darn it
Welcome to the server! You are invited to join upon our opening this September.
In the meantime, register on our website (http://shrines.enjin.com) and meet the community!
johnthebaby236
Nice app! only one or two mistakes, in that only sages and undergods can use magic, and in rp no one can use mods. With the explanation for the people coming to caves, you must have seen my trailer haha! I loved your ICR you char seems almost cheeky! Welcome to the server!
NOTE: This guy is my friend in real life. I did not accept because of that, I read his app as I would anyones. But he is a trustworthy guy and if he does anything wrong, tell him and he'll fix it.
We had another one yesterday. It ended with someone getting arrested for throwing a knife across the room.
Good times...
IGN: Numjucks
Real-Life Age: 15
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): No, not really
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes, and my favorite rule is n powergaming, I really hate powergamers.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: It's when you dodge every hit, don't let the enemy respond, like *Cuts off the bandit's head with his axe* it's also when you do stuff your character cannot normally do, like *Calls down lightning and smites everyone*
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using your knowledge to your characters benefit, like bob tells you irl that hes going to assassinate you and you go tell the guards.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Taking the role of someone else, like a blacksmith, bandit or something similar.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: NOBODY
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When it seems reasonable, like you have them unconsious in someones house.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you're in Ooc chat, or while using double parentheses (( ))
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yeap
Who is allowed to use magic?: Nobody when we go into the caves, unless yyou're an undergods sage
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: An apocalypse occured, my guess is that it was the Undergods that did it.
What are the Shrines?: An undergods place of power, the chests in them will be stocked with supplies
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Some, I played on the land of olivin, the land of yalin, mesalia rp, and some smaller servers that were no good.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Olivin and Yalin went down, and I just didn't like Mesalia
Character Information
Name: Michael Fox
Age:22
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Khazi-Un
Class: Juggernaut
Physical description: Really strong, tall, and tanned
Screen capture of your skin: Don't know how to do these :/
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Michael grew up in a town in the Southern Kingdom, he was a bandit, in the same group as his parents when he was 7. He had a happy, but ruthless life, he was one of their best though because he could act nice and make friends. When he was 10, a big part of his group got wiped out by people from the western kingdom, but luckily not his parents. They decided to move out of the Southern kingdom, and moved to a small village that was on the border of the eastern and western kingdoms. They settled there, and Michael made 3 violent friends, but his parents settled down and lived a peaceful life.
When he was 20, his savior came, a man named Jake who lived in the woods for more then a decade and was pretty violent, eventually, him, Jake and the other 3 of their friends got kicked out of the village and they decided to move on. They travelled on the roads, raiding traders and killing other bandit groups to get their riches. However one day when they were going, they decided that they had enough stuff to last them for more then one life-time, and moved on. They now spent their days looking for a village that wasn't destroyed by war. One day, they were going and they got surprised by another bandit group, the first thing that happened was that Jake was knocked out. They decided to split up, 2 took Jake to a village they heard rumors of, and 2 stood and fought... Michael was one of the 2, once they dispatched the bandits they went looking for Jake, and they eventually got split up when they got in an argument about which way to go. Michael eventually found the town and saw that it was just a giant hole dug out into the ground. First thing Michael did when he arrived was look for Jake...
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Right now just to find Jake
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His physical strengths is that hes really strong, and his personality traits is that he can act nice even when hes bad.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His physical weaknesses are that hes too strong and big to be stealthy. and his personality weakness is that if you anger him, he might end up trying to stab you.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Nope, he just wants to find Jake, and go from there.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Yes, sgt_numjucks/Jake
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. *Michael walks up to the men*
Michael: What are you doing to that poor girl!?
Man: None of your business. *Laughs*
Michael: Dirty pedophiles *Unsheathes his sword*
Man: Gonna fight like that eh?
Michael: Yes *Surprises the man and quickly stabs him in the stomach*
Michael:Now you, other guy you gonna leave or what?
*The man runs away*
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
*Michael walks in*
Michael: An-anyone got any food?
Man: Are you ok!?
Michael: I n-need food, never had any for almost a week.
Man: Heres some bread Ill be right back with something a bit better
*Michael quickly gulps down the bread and waits for the man*
Man: Here you go. *Hands him some soup*
Michael: Thank you kind sir. *Eats the soup*
Man: Are you going to stay here or...?
Michael: No I have some stuff to do elsewhere *Gets up and mysteriously leaves*
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*Takes the mans beer and throws it as far as he can.
Old man: wh-what have you done?!
Michael: Food is more important than beer, remember that.
*Michael chucks the man some bread.*
Man: Th-thank you I haven't eaten this much in a month!
Michael: just stay off the beer *Leaves*
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*Sits there watching an old man insult his mother*
Michael: HEY MOM! You gonna let an old man say that to you?
Michaels mom: I guess not. *Pulls out a foot long dagger*
Man: Wh-whoa I didnt mean- *Man looks at the dagger in his stomach, rips it out and runs away, holding his stomach*
Michael: Cheers!
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Michael: Hello nice lady, I noticed that the back buttons of your nice coat arent done near the top.
Lady: I can never see up there to do it.
Michael: Want me to do it?
Lady: Sure
*Michael buttons up her coat and takes off the necklace wondering about how much it'll fetch him*
Lady: Thanks
Michael: No problem, I gotta be somewhere so bye *Michael sprints away before the lady notices her necklace is gone.*
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope SECRET UNDERGROUND MELON FARM
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