GlitchKing
A very interesting backstory; I'd love to see this RPed out somehow (Hint freakin' hint, potential applicants [Hahaha, nah. Just do what you want. I don't own you {Or do I?}]) Your character will be an interesting addition to the server. Just be warned: You will be adopted off the street. Its happened before on this server. Welcome to the server.
Oh no, not at all. I think the only other child we have right now is Hyuna, a young girl.
You should see if Idania and Jaden will adopt you They recently got married and are currently childless. BcParadise and Denise are their forum names if you want to message them about it. This of course just a suggestion, and moot until one of the whitelisters looks at your app.
Pssst. Welk. Idania and Jaden aren't actually married yet. They're just engaged, have been living together for a very long time, and Jaden happens to call Idania his wife sometim-
Oh, fine. They might as well be married, even if too much stuff's happening for them to have time for (or bother with) the ceremony.
mullraugh I liked your app, your bio especially. The only thing that was kinda off about your bio was that if your friends don't apply, you will be stuck without your squad, something which you could easily hide by saying they went out hunting or something. I think it will be fun to have a "Right hand man that no one likes." Welcome to the server. Oh, and I can assure you it is in fact a medieval server.
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NetherPigm Terribly sorry, chum, but your bio has to be a bit longer than that for it to get accepted. I did really like your ICRs (Loved them, in fact [YAY! Dialogue AND actions :D]), but I got no real feel of your character's past; its almost like he suddenly popped into existence. Please lengthen it (Add interesting points in his life; talk about how he came to Roland's Basin, talk about some of the people he helped, talk about his dog, anything.) It was otherwise good, just make this one change and you're good to go. Good luck.
Yeah, sorry about that, i've used this character before, but i didnt want to reuse his backstory, and i'm having trouble coming up with a new one. Ill be posting his full backstory in just a second.
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, computer cant handle Skype while running MineCraft. :/
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 performing an action without giving someone the chance to retaliate or defend.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using knowledge that you know, but your character doest. IE hearing something over ooc chat, and using that knowledge.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing a "role" or character other than yourself. This means, even if you were to react a certain way, your character wouldn't.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: NO ONE!
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only when there player agrees.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: Only when discussing out of character problems or issues
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes i have, and yes i do.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only those with permissions from the Admins
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: A disaster happened above ground starting a apocalypse, so they moved below ground and found a ancient species
What are the Shrines?: The shrines are structures built to the undergods in hopes that the under gods would gift them with resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Yes, ive been rping for ten years. (yes, i started when i was five)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: mainly the Lands of Morundia, the land of olivin, and the Land of Yalin. I have not left Morundia yet, and i left the other two because they were shut down.
Character Information
Name: Silver Fang
Age: 21
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Javil
Class: Weapons Master
Physical description: Average for height, around 6 feet. Athletic, silver hair, pale, dark brown eyes, and wears hunting gear almost 24/7
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.):*EDIT* Silver was born in a simple home, with not much wealth. He grew up in his home learning from his father, who was a natural hunter and fighter. After some years, he turned 18 and started to explore, and meet new people. Leaving home, he began to use his talents to help people. He developed his father's want to protect people, and made it his goal to be able to help people as much as possible. He started training with his father when he first turned 13. He looked up to his father as a hero, and his father encouraged him to live life to the fullest. He stayed to help his family, doing small odd jobs and such, until his family had enough money to hire some help. After this he felt as if he had nothing to do, and his father encouraged him to go out and see the world. He decided to go out and see what the other cultures had to offer, and left into the world, with no goal in mind other than to help others and see the world.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): He has his fathers drive to protect and help people, as much as possible.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is fairly strong and athletic, and adept with many weapons. He has a kind and caring personality, and will go out of his way to help people, even if he doesn't know them.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): He is sometimes slightly intimidating with his dark eyes, even if he doesn't mean to be. He quickly reacts when he see's someone in need of help, and jumps into things without thinking, which generally will get him in trouble or hurt.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: He will only if he see's it will help him protect people. If he thinks they are only there to help themselves, he will most likely ignore 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.): A friend of mine may possibly join, and if she does, they will most likely have a connection. Other than that, no.
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. *Silver: Excuse me, whats going on here? *Man1: Just keep on walking, there isnt anything here you need to be getting involved in. *Man2: *slowly puts hand on weapon to intimidate* *Silver: *Looks at the girl and see's fear in her eyes* Right, ill be going. *starts to walk past them then whirl around and slams one man in the face, grabs the girl and runs*
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. *Silver: *slowly walks into the settlement hoping to receive a warm welcome* *Farmer: Can we help ya' sir? *Silver: *smiles weakly* I would appreciate it if you could spare a small bit of food. *Farmer: *frowns* There int' much food to be shared round' here sir. *Silver: *sighs* Not even a small bit? I haven't eaten in quite a while.... *Farmer: Ill see what i can do fer' ya'. *Silver: *smiles gratefully* I'll find a way to pay you back sir, i promise. *Farmer: *smiles* You seem like a nice enough parsen' you deserve at least' a bit of grub.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. *Silver: *Slowly walks over, patting pockets for any food that he might have* *Man: *looks up with pleading eyes* Can ya' spare any food? *Silver: *smiles and brings a small bit of bread out of his pocket* It's all i have on me for the moment. I'll see if i can get some more food for you. *hands him the bread* *Man: *smiles gratefully and starts to scarf down the bread* Your a kind soul sir.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. *Silver: *chuckles* Well, insulting my mother is certainly the way to make friends/ *Man: *hiccups* Are you calling me dumb. *Silver: No sir, i said nothing like that. *Man: *glares* Your not going to defend your own mother. *Silver: *shakes head* If your just telling lies about her, there is no point in defending her. *Man: *growls and grabs silver's shirt, but Silver ignores him and shrugs off his hand, deciding to get a drink elsewhere*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. *Silver: *walks over to the woman* Excuse me ma'am, do you have a moment? *Woman: *Looks over in surprise* Yes sir! How may i help you? *Silver: *smiles* Excuse me ma'am, but i noticed your necklace, and well... *looks down sheepishly* I was wondering where you might have gotten it? *Woman: *smiles* Do you like it? I received it from my grandfather. It was his mothers. *Silver: Oh, well if its one of a kind... *quickly walks away* *Woman: Oh...well... goodbye then....
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?: Dont think so.
Other notes: Whoever made this server went really in depth. Please give them my compliments!
I believe it is 67.160.181.85
Whitelisting time! WOOO
Accepted
NetherPig Thank you for making that change. Though I would have preferred you backstory be even longer and more in depth, I know how hard it can be to write a character's backstory while keeping it interesting. What really matters here is your ICRs, which I loved. Welcome to the server.
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lololol098
Sorry, but you definitely need to work on your ICRs and write a backstory. What we are asking for that part is that you talk about your character's past; where they grew up, how they lived their life, friends they had, how they came to Roland's Basin. When we say you cannot have revenge/death of parents unless done in a none cliché manner, we mean we want you to make up an original backstory; things such as vowing revenge on the murderers of your parents is overdone. I also would like you to add more dialogue/actions into your ICRs; have conversations, "act" out some parts (Look to NetherPig's ICRs), that sort of thing. You also forgot to say whether or not you will abide by our server's rules, and what your race is (Not really important now, as human is the only race). Its a good effort, especially since you are so young compared to most people on this server; I commend you for trying. Please repost your application with these minor changes and you'll be good to go. Good luck.
Oh! Before I forget. Someone has to add the banner that Aestrix made to the OP. It doesn't seem to want me to add it to my signature right now T_T
Oh! Before I forget. Someone has to add the banner that Aestrix made to the OP. It doesn't seem to want me to add it to my signature right now T_T
I see what the problem is. The Minecraft forums have max image sizes for signatures, and since I made the banner to fit the website... Well, it's not the right size. That's easily fixed, though. My apologies for forgetting that; different forums have different requirements. I'm a bit scatter-brained sometimes.
Anyway. New, resized image:
Along with the code for easily putting this in your signature:
Due to space restraints, I took out the IP. The original banner will still have it, but this forum signature friendly version will be meant to direct people to this thread.
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): matserryan7 (not a spelling error the T is before the S)
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Why Yes of course
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When A player makes them self seem far to overpowered in a fight or argument by say, slicing someones head off right as the fight begins.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using out of character information in character. (Put rather simply)
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: taking the "Role" of a character in a game and pretending to be that character for a period of time.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No One (nuff said)
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: In a situation or event where an Admin says it is okay for said player to die and when the other player is in agreement with it.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: At any given time IF you clearly let them know that you are speaking OOC, such as ((double brackets)) or putting (OOC) in front of what you are saying or typing /ch ooc.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Why yes, why wouldn't I have?
Who is allowed to use magic?: ONLY people who put magic use in their lore (If their app is good enough) and only if they are out of the caves.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: War. (detail): 4 humans made places then went to different places to make Ysmila and then they all split up and made countries then those countries fought then philosopher hippie dude told them to stop, so they did. Then they found magic and people raised they dead and healed people. Then everyone went underground 'cause they tried killing everyone again…. The End
What are the Shrines?: Storage for the Undergods.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book Of Halegron, Last Horizon.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book Of Halegron, Last Horizon. BOF: I left cuz it shut down D: well it led to this server so lets hope this is good , Last Horizon also got its world griefed and everyone basically left (Those Elves got what they deserved!) (the Home Tree got griefed)
Character Information
Name: Oryon
Age: 27
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Ragnau, Beards FTW
Class: Juggernaut
Physical description: Average height, well built but not too muscular.
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.):
Long ago there was a family of great warriors, long forgotten throughout the many wars. They were some of the best warriors of their time, utilizing all of the weapons at their disposal, including magic. All of the generations had a special talent for a certain type of magic. Many years ago there was lots of fighting among the family and their enemies saw this and attacked. The entire family was nearly wiped out except for a mother bearing a child. They hid in secret for many generations, using magic to hide themselves occasionally. Until one day they were discovered, once again a mother escaped this time the baby, named Oryon, was already born. The mother ran away to the wilds of Ragnau where she trained her son to be a great warrior. Except there was one thing wrong, no matter how hard she tried to teach him he was unable to use magic.
So the boy grew into a man, he was strong and muscular but still a little on the slight side, and eventually started taking a liking to one type of weapon, the axe. He picked up the woodcutters axe one day and chopped down a tree, thinking about how effective it would be in battle. So he took some iron and clay and made a mould for an axe and melted the iron into it, he carved a handle from wood and attached it, he now had a dual sided war-axe. He trained with it for 2 years until he had mastered it, he then went to join the military. Oryon was assigned to a squad with a few other ragnau people, one of them had only one eye and another had a large scar on his shoulder, and sent out on a mission sooner than he expected. they went down to the south a ways and thats where they were split up, in the heat of battle he took a blow to the head, dropped is axe and stumbled into a forest. He walked for a long time until he came across a city and decided to go in.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To prove that he is as strong as any of the Great Warriors of the past even without magic.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is a strong man able to wield a large axe with ease, and has hardly any emotions towards other human beings (or other species if they are added in), especially not fear. He will run headlong into battle and hopefully demoralize the enemy. He also extremely good at handling monsters, even barehanded, which was one of his training exercises.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): Unable to use magic and is also very weak to it and healing magic has very little effect on him, His attacks with his axe are slower than a sword but deal a great deal more damage especially to armour and shields.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: No, he is more of a lone wolf type character who may travel with companions if he feels it necessary.
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.): Mullraugh (Heck Yeah) http://www.minecraft...y/page__st__440 , Thegreataj (name yet to be decided)
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.
"I'm lost" I told myself for the thousandth time. I sigh, I've been in this city for a while now why am I lost again? Then I heard some voices, laughter and screaming. "Finally! People!" I said quietly. I took one look at the men and new it would be trouble, just some run of the mill bandits or thieves with good armour on. But there was a girl they were holding and taunting, obviously they were drunk. I strode towards them and grabbed ones arm, "Get outta here!" he said attempting to shake off my grip. I twisted his arm around and forced him to the ground and tied one of his legs to his arms behind his back with some string I had on me. "Hey what the hell!" one of the other ones shouted a little too loudly for my comfort, and fumbled to draw his sword. I grabbed his hand before he had fully drawn his sword and shoved it back down, breaking his hand and then I punched him in the face to knock him out. The last one had drawn his sword and was charging at me sword pointed forward, I drew my axe and knocked his sword away and hit his temple with my free hand. I looked around for the girl but all I saw was her hair fluttering down an ally. "Damnit" I thought. "Now who am I gonna ask for directions!"
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. I staggered towards the small settlement. I spotted a tent that looked somewhat like an eating house and burst in. A few people inside it stood up but when they saw me in my haggard state they just laughed and sat down. One man approached me and told me I had better leave for my own good, I grabbed his throat and said "Food" in the most demanding voice I could manage, which when your being held a foot off the ground is pretty demanding. He pointed towards a table with food on it and a few of the men who laughed stood up again. I strode to the table and filled a plate with food and sat down and ate. One of the other men came and sat across form me and said in a very hostile tone "You know we don't really appreciate strangers around these parts, I kept eating, he got angry, stood up and threw my food across the table. I slowly stood up and said "I wasn't finished." and slammed his head into the table before he could reply. Thats when everyone else stood up and drew weapons, I picked up my drink took a big swig and ripped open the tent with my axe and left.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I finally got out of those caves after many days of wandering, I was walking through a shady part of town when I felt a tugging at my ankle, I looked down to see the skinniest old man I've ever seen in my life. Knowing what its like to be hungry, I reached into my bag and handed him seven loafs of bread, "Eat it sparingly" I told him, and walked off.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. He was drunk, actually drunk was an extreme understatement. Being that I was raised by mother in the wild any insults that have to do with her offend me more than anything else. I grabbed hose collar and lifted him off the ground, he just laughed and insulted me more, so I slammed him into a nearby table and handed his unconscious body to the bartender and left.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. I was leaving the tavern when I passed a lady wearing a diamond encrusted necklace that looked like it had was enchanted. I felt strange around it, almost like there was an empty presence there as I passed it, probably due to my insensitivity to magic or anything to do with magic. So I continued on my course, already forgetting about the necklace.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Enjoying Owning the Aftermath of Book Of Halegron, Welknair? Hopefully you make it better than Halegron!
Other notes: Secret Underground Melon Farm… Thats the weirdest thing you could come up with?! Well I guess it is pretty weird...
I hope the Apocalypse doesn't start till after I get on cause that would ruin my RP Character lol
Nope, you have a bit of time yet
I did a quick skim through your app (Not a formal review) and you may want to change why the Humans enter the Caves. That'd be them fleeing from the Apocalypse that hasn't happened. Sorry that that bit is a tad unclear.
The Void mostly sends his assistants or spawn to Carner. Carner has never actually met or seen the Void. And what I thought of for Tetra was to have him as sort of like a ghost of some sort. Standing on rooftops and staring at people, or stuff like that. I've already told Gamer, Mall, Welk, AND Chomp of this, and they don't seem to mind.
Um... I don't think that it matters whether I mind or not. I'm not part of the staff on this server.
masterryan7 Nice backstory, and I absoluteness loved how you connected all of the ICRs together! Another veteran of this little group of servers, I see... Welcome to the server!
I did a quick skim through your app (Not a formal review) and you may want to change why the Humans enter the Caves. That'd be them fleeing from the Apocalypse that hasn't happened. Sorry that that bit is a tad unclear.
Well in the lore it talks about the apocalypse so I just added that in cause I thought it might've been necessary but if it hasn't happened yet I could remove it... BUT for now I'll get on and find "My squad" (sound familiar anyone?)
I was accepted on Silver Age. Welk if you don't remember me I was Lance Aorta. I wanted to ask if I really needed to re-create another app. I'm going to right now but I'm jsut wondering.
Real-Life Age: I don't want to let that be known. I'm in High School
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): Yes, Shad0w4444
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”?: Making your character overpowered by making them untouchable
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Use ooc information IC
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Short verison: Pretending
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: In RP combat
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use ()'s
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?: People can start with it but need to fill out an app
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: An Apoco.
What are the Shrines?: Like places where people worship
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Land of Yalin/Olivin, Silver Age, Skyrim RP server (A year and a half)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Land of Yalin/Olivin and Silver Age both stopped
Character Information
Name: Kodona Banshee
Age:26
Race or Nationality: Ragnau
Class: Architect
Physical description: Skinny body, dirty blond hair, grayish eyes, 5 foot 6, medium sized breasts (Just throwing it in there), and sort of tan
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.):
Kodona grew up in the small village of Livingwood. At the age of 15 she became facinated with the arts of smithing and was taught by her uncle who was the smith in Livingwood at the time. Once she heard of the strange attackes in the north she was forced to head for the hills and to start a life of her own. Kodona has spent many nights in mines scraping by by selling ores and gems to merchants and blacksmiths. She's learned to use a pickaxe properly but isn't great at digging new mines. She's better at sweeping the mine of the ores rather than digging the shaft. Kodona's weapon of choice is her steel sword that her great grandfather had given to her as a child. At the age of 18 she would help fight off the creatures of the night in Livingwood. One night while Kodona was on watch on the north side of Livingwood a slight glimmer lit up from under a rock. Then glowing read eyes and hairry legs appear from underneath rocks. Giant spiders and Goblins crawled toward the wall. She reached for her bow but it was missing. She looked down the wall to find her bow at the bottom. Before she could even react a frostbite spider appears from behind, pinning her on the ground. Its toxin dripping down its fangs. Just before it struck a sword came in contact with the spiders head, killing it instantly. Her uncle was standing there with open wounds and dirt along his face. A scream was heard as they both threw the dead spider off Kodona. Kodona looked just in time to see a spider's fangs crush her mother's head. In her father's shock he was pounced on by a spider and was killed. Kodona and her uncle then left Livingwood. Kodona was never the same after that night.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Just to survive. She lacks the characteristic of making goals for herself
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Swords and Pickaxe, She's nice and kind hearted but will make you pay for everything you wish to buy. She commited to her opinion which makes her hard to argue with.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): Giant Spiders and Goblins
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Probably not, she really isn't the one to either A fight or B gain enemies, she wishes to stay neutral
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.): No
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.
Well Kodona would struggle with this. She doesn't like fighting opponets that are heavily armed and she hate to see people being bullied or attacked. Depending on the number of men. If a pair is two then she would step in but would be quick to step down then get caught in the situation. Her innocent personality wins some people over.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
Kodona would take a peaceful approach. She understand the fact that stealing is wrong no matter what is happening. She would introduce herself as a friendly. If she were to be regected and attacked she would simply flee or get captured. Kodona doesn't like anger or violence unless provokes
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Kodona would spare a reasonable amount of food. Should wouldn't give him all of her food. (Not sure what more what to say, kind of a quick question)
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. (Her mother's dead)
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Kodona would ask where she got them. She would go and try to purchase them if they had a second pair. If not she would smith a rough copy of it.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Other notes: I was on Silver Age with Welk and Zepato
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? JCQuiinn
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes. While I may have glossed over parts, these were generally your standard rules amongst all RP servers.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Doing things that your character cannot normally do, using real-life knowledge of skills to allow your character to do something they know nothing of, or simply playing in an unfair manner that is unenjoyable for all participants.
Doing things that your character cannot normally do, using real-life knowledge of skills to allow your character to do something they know nothing of, or simply playing in an unfair manner that is unenjoyable for all participants.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using OOC knowledge to make yourself more powerful, know important plot items, and generally make RPing less enjoyable. Having characters who are unafraid of death because they know they will be 'respawned' is a good example.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
Roleplay is where you, as an Rper, communicate with at least one other individual who is also playing a character, in a way that makes both of you enjoy the experience you are involved in. It, generally, has you controlling the actions, thoughts, and emotions of a character, often of your own design, in order to weave an interesting and enjoyable scenario or story with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: I would assume only those with express permission from the server owner, and only for certain reasons.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When you have approval from that player.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: To clarify points, preferably through the use of PMs.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes, of course.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Someone who has approved and accepted lore by the administrators and Gms.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: A great catastrophic event forced them to take refuge below in order to save their precious lil' skins.
What are the Shrines?: Shrines are, obviously, sites used to pay homage to the undergods. These are also locations where individuals are groups can gain favors from said gods.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've been roleplaying on and off in dozens of different locations, for around six years now. These include forums RPs, Cortex Rps, skype Rps, a few rounds of DnD that was more plot/character development heavy, and minecraft Rping.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've been involved in many I have forgotten the names of, most of which died. I am currently somewhat committed to LotC, and plan to keep a presence there for the time being.
Character Information
Name: Selina Aurella Demones (Sunshine)
Age: 21
Race or Nationality: Human Female
Class: Apothecary(Herbalist)
Physical description:
Selina is a strange-looking individual for one so young as she. Her eyes stare with the knowledge of hundreds of years, and parts of her body suffer as a result. Her skin is white, almost pale, reflected by her strange, mysteriously large red eyes. While she is not albino, and she does not burn easily in the sun, she does hold a similar appearance. Mirroring this is her naturally white, waist long hair, which she has dyed a dark brown, and taken up in a bun. Her face is hard, strong, stalwart, though her body seems small. While she stands only at 5'9", her muscles are well toned, practiced for running and swinging a staff, and her body is extremely flexible and nimble.
Screen capture of your skin: (At the moment, I am unable to provide this. I assure you however, that it is lore appropriate. If needed, I will gladly show it to a gm upon acceptance to the server. I hope that you can, after observing the rest of my application, overlook this thought. Secret Underground Melon Farm)
Biography:
-This is a modification of an old bio I once wrote. The storytelling is a little unusual, so please ignore any non-lore poetic licenses I take. Also, yes I do claim my character is a minor noble, however, considering her entire family was wiped out in an inter-house squabble, I doubt it will be of any importance. Furthermore, Selina does claim to have a vision provided to her by a 'god', AKA, a Seeress or Prophetess. This can or cannot be true, that is up to the Gms to decide. Regardless, she will believe she has one. I also plan to post a sub-app/lore post later, in hopes of gaining magic for her. If that is the case, and it does get accepted, I will be making some minor tweaks to her lore. I also wish to clarify that not every piece of her history is in here. In reality, only about twenty percent in mentioned here. I have several other personal-plot important points that will be revealed through RP only.-
Ashan Venrak glanced up and down the whitewashed halls of Heaven, before raising an eye to his companion, Verash. Shrugging slightly he lowered the bow in his hand, undoing the bowstring with one deft motion, “Eh Verash, I guess this means we’re dead, eh?”
The other figure, Verash, reached for his ornate mask, pulling up the visor quickly, “Yes… I hope Selina made it, Lord Daemones would never forgive us if we let his only surviving child…”
“Have no fear, the both of you, she is quite alright.”
Ashen instinctively reached for the knife at his side, before his hand relaxed instinctively. A pale, dark-haired figure approached from down the hall, his brilliant white robes showing with an almost blinding radiance. The figure paused just out of arm reach of both of the figures, smiling, “A thousand pardons, I nearly forgot to introduce myself. I am Laeonadius.”
Laeonadius looked down past where he had come, a white tunnel fading into a bright light, “You both still have quite a ways to go, perhaps you would like to rest and chat for a while?”
Venrak shrugged off of his pack, before plopping onto it himself, “Well… We’re dead now right? What difference is it goin’ ta make.”
Laeonadius gave both of the figures a glance, examining the tattered uniforms with his eyes, “So, Ashan Venrak, and Sir Verash, the Dragon’s Fury, correct? Both of you were sworn protectors of Selina Aurella Daemones, the youngest child of Gareis Daemones?
Verash paused for a moment as he considered the words, “Yes, you could say that.”
Laeonadius gave both of the men a slightly pained smile, “I have much to thank you for, Selina is of my seed, and it is comforting to know that another of my blood lives because of the efforts of others.”
Ashan raised one of his eyes, “Oh? Ya most certainly welcome.”
Laeonadius nodded, “Despite my… changed form, I am sadly unable to see everything I wished to, Selina has sadly been one of mine that has always been hidden from my gaze, I would love to hear her story.”
Ashan glanced at Verash, “Well… I think Verash here is the best to tell the story, he has always had a certain love for the lil’ Daemones gal.”
Verash sighed, before starting, “I was recruited by the Lord Daemones nearly twenty-five years ago. Within three years I became one of his closest advisors, and he assigned me one of the greatest honors available. I was to help raise his youngest child, Selina Aurella Daemones. I did my duty diligently for two years until… The Lord Daemones took Ashan and twenty of his best men to fight another noble house, the Gaerios family. The Lord died there, and the Gaerios came to the Estate to finish their bloody work. Ashan arrived a half hour earlier with five men, and they put up a valiant fight. In the end… Ashan and I escaped with the lil’ Selina in my arms; I don’t think anyone else was so lucky.
“We managed to fight our way free… Ashan here, the lucky *******, planted an arrow right between the eyes of the Lord Gaerios, a final retribution I guess… Well, that night, burrowed against the roots of a tree, Ashan and I swore an oath, to protect this final charge of ours with our lives.”
Laeonadius nodded slowly, “And that is where my vision returned. For the next several years you and Ashan survived doing odd jobs, barely making enough to feed Selina, much less yourselves. That was at least, until she was… twelve, yes?”
Ashan nodded, “Yeah… Verash and I had heard a rumor ‘bout this Folar Rothit, who had been involved in the attack on the Daemones manor, happened to be only one of six who was still alive from then. Verash and I went to go find this man, well… It didn’t do us much good of course, we never found the man. Thing is, while we was gone well… Selina had a revelation of sorts. She had undergone a moment of self-discovery, finding herself able to… see things she could not normally. Apparently well… I guess the word is Seeress? Yeah, she is one of those I guess…”
Laeonadius nodded again, “I am proud… perhaps the gift still does live on, after so long… Continue?”
Verash coughed once before starting, “Well… Another few years passed with little… Interest perhaps is the correct word. Selina used her newfound gift as a travelling fortuneteller, making us enough money moving from village to village in the southern lands to make ourselves a fair living. Well… We found Folar Rothit, or at least…. Selina did. She found the other five men before that, and killed them but… Folar was the one that changed her.
“Selina led us to a lil’ house out in the wilderness, a small farmstead tended by a retired soldier and his family. He couldn’t of been over thirty five, must have been a kid when the Daemones Manor fell. Well the little Selina had grown up and… She just walked up to the door of the house and knocked. When the door was opened she asked the man his name, and when he confirmed it, she said hers and rammed a knife through his neck, up into his skull….
“She seemed to have no emotion then, simply turning on her heel, ready to leave, as if a good job had been done and it was time to be paid. She nodded to me, and was halfway down the walk when she heard words that I know she will never forget… and I won’t either. Folar Rothit had two kids, ages six and two. The oldest, upon seeing her father on the ground asked, ‘Daddy, what’s wrong?’
“Selina let out such a scream of sorrow I… I think she understood that she had become a monster then, that she had done to the Rothit children what had been done to her by the Gaerios so many years ago. She ran then and… Ashan and I searched for hours and hours. It was not until two days later, and we had nearly given up on her that she returned, calm, and seemingly reformed. I do not know what happened during those two days, but she was different after that…”
Laeonadius smiled, “Verash that was one of the few times I was able to a do a service to you. Selina was troubled then by the dark atrocities she had committed… She planned to kill herself then but, I managed to break from my spiritual bonds and… Well reach out to her, and talk to her. I will not disclose to you what happened during those two days, but I hope I have changed her for the better… Now, please continue.”
Ashan leaned forward on his uncomfortable pack, “Well… Selina started to feel a calling to go… somewhere… Over time we made our way north but, not at any great speed or such… But it was north… We soon returned to the land of our birth. The Gaerios family and such had since then died off, along with most of their allies so, a small victory there. Well, she continued to feel a calling to go north, so we did, travelling. We did not get far though and… Well we were attacked, I made sure Selina escaped but… Verash went down in a melee of swirling blades and… I took two arrows to the chest, I got four of ‘em though…”
Laeonadius nodded slowly, "A good story my friends, I thank you. There are other things that can be spoken of, of the apocalypse, of an end to the sky, but now is not the time, perhaps on the road ahead. Now, it is growing late, and the road to peace is long. Shall we go?"
Ashan stood, slinging his pack over his shoulder, “Heh Verash, looks like we aren’t done yet eh? Are we?”
Verash shook his head, “My friend, I believe a grand journey is just starting.”
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Selina primarily has two primary goals. Mentally, she believes she must do what the voices, the fates, tell her to do, believing they are her saviors, and hope for salvation. In reality, however, she is simply trying to survive, and perhaps gain power and standing in the world.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Selina is extremely proficient with the use of the quarterstaff, perhaps one of the best wielders in current existence. She also has a strong knowledge of herbal remedies, medical procedures, and a basic knowledge of surgery. Also, prior to being struck with Aphasia, she was an extremely powerful orator. She also, (if approved) has her vision and foresight, given to her by the 'fates', or whatever god has blessed her.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality):On the other hand however, Selina struggles to use any sort of bladed weapon, or a bow, due to her inexperience which lasted dozens of years. She has also been struck with a mistrust of many of those around her, and an inability to stay close to those she trusts, for fear they will stab her in the back. Finally she has been struck with aphasia, which has severely hampered all of her attempts to communicate with other individuals. This aphasia, however, seems to stem from psychological issues rather than an actual medical complication. She also suffers from a terrible cough that, while it has improved some, is still crippling at times. Both of these are conditions she can most likely overcome with time. She also has an arrogant, self-righteous streak, believing that although she has lost her power she rightly deserves the might that the fates supposedly should provide to her.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Most likely not, unless the fates tell her to do so.
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 armored men harassing a young girl.
Wordlessly Selina would stride forth, caring not the reason that the warriors had decided to prey upon this girl, caring only that they had committed the act. Regardless of whether their actions were justified or not. Snarling she would quickly bring her quarterstaff upwards, first caving in the groin-plate of the first warrior, before, spinning her iron-banded staff, thrusting the tip up into his chin, slamming his head upwards with a satisfyingly painful, yet not deadly, crack. Eyes narrowed now, she would quickly turn to her second target, the man only having had only a handful of seconds to address this new threat. She would, using the superior mobility and reach of her staff, parry his strikes, before twisting it into a disarm, followed by two quick strikes for the chest, followed by another to his sword-arm as he attempted to draw a knife. Letting the wounded man run away she would pass a few coins to the girl and run off, back into the shadows.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
Tired and hungry, Selina would stagger into the town, going from door to door, begging for meals and offering her services, first as an apothecary, then as a warrior, then as a fortune-teller, toymaker, and scribe. If, after all this, she is still turned away, she would then turn to stealing, with hopes of returning what she took. If she is unable to do even this, she would fight like a caged, cornered animal for what she needed, caring not for what damage she does in the process.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Crouching by the old man, Selina would pass along a few scraps of food, even if she had very little to spare. As a further mercy to the beggar she would, gathering together what few herbs she currently has on her, brew a quick remedy to his torturous cough, passing it to him with a few merciful blessings. Finally, looking upon him with her piercing, soul-cutting ruby eyes, promise him that the undergods of fate have great plans for him.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
With a painful, casual shake of her head she would bury her face in her drink, drowning the memories in her mead. While visions of the mother she never knew would not overwhelm her thoughts, instead, Verash and Ashan would appear in her mind’s eye, whispers of encouragement, smiles, faint frowns, sorrowful eyes. Tears forming in her eyes she would rush away, to a dark corner to listen to their voices in peace.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Selina would lower her vision once again, hiding the tears that would slowly form in her stoic face. The necklace, no matter what gems in contained, what shape it too, would always look like a gold and silver chain in her mind’s-eye, covered in gems of emerald, ruby, sapphire. She would shiver, a great chill overwhelming her. Memories of pain and pleasure staked sharply in her mind. Reminding her of a time without her guardians and companions.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No, I do not.
Other notes: I understand that some of the features of my character may be considered powergaming or slightly lore-breaking, or at least lore-bending. If any of these need to be addressed, I will gladly explain or work with a gm on them.
GlitchKing
A very interesting backstory; I'd love to see this RPed out somehow (Hint freakin' hint, potential applicants [Hahaha, nah. Just do what you want. I don't own you {Or do I?}]) Your character will be an interesting addition to the server. Just be warned: You will be adopted off the street. Its happened before on this server. Welcome to the server.
Pssst. Welk. Idania and Jaden aren't actually married yet. They're just engaged, have been living together for a very long time, and Jaden happens to call Idania his wife sometim-
Oh, fine. They might as well be married, even if too much stuff's happening for them to have time for (or bother with) the ceremony.
Yeah, sorry about that, i've used this character before, but i didnt want to reuse his backstory, and i'm having trouble coming up with a new one. Ill be posting his full backstory in just a second.
Real-Life Age: 16
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, computer cant handle Skype while running MineCraft. :/
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 performing an action without giving someone the chance to retaliate or defend.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Metagaming is using knowledge that you know, but your character doest. IE hearing something over ooc chat, and using that knowledge.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Playing a "role" or character other than yourself. This means, even if you were to react a certain way, your character wouldn't.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: NO ONE!
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only when there player agrees.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: Only when discussing out of character problems or issues
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes i have, and yes i do.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Only those with permissions from the Admins
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: A disaster happened above ground starting a apocalypse, so they moved below ground and found a ancient species
What are the Shrines?: The shrines are structures built to the undergods in hopes that the under gods would gift them with resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Yes, ive been rping for ten years. (yes, i started when i was five)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: mainly the Lands of Morundia, the land of olivin, and the Land of Yalin. I have not left Morundia yet, and i left the other two because they were shut down.
Character Information
Name: Silver Fang
Age: 21
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Javil
Class: Weapons Master
Physical description: Average for height, around 6 feet. Athletic, silver hair, pale, dark brown eyes, and wears hunting gear almost 24/7
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.):*EDIT* Silver was born in a simple home, with not much wealth. He grew up in his home learning from his father, who was a natural hunter and fighter. After some years, he turned 18 and started to explore, and meet new people. Leaving home, he began to use his talents to help people. He developed his father's want to protect people, and made it his goal to be able to help people as much as possible. He started training with his father when he first turned 13. He looked up to his father as a hero, and his father encouraged him to live life to the fullest. He stayed to help his family, doing small odd jobs and such, until his family had enough money to hire some help. After this he felt as if he had nothing to do, and his father encouraged him to go out and see the world. He decided to go out and see what the other cultures had to offer, and left into the world, with no goal in mind other than to help others and see the world.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): He has his fathers drive to protect and help people, as much as possible.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is fairly strong and athletic, and adept with many weapons. He has a kind and caring personality, and will go out of his way to help people, even if he doesn't know them.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): He is sometimes slightly intimidating with his dark eyes, even if he doesn't mean to be. He quickly reacts when he see's someone in need of help, and jumps into things without thinking, which generally will get him in trouble or hurt.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: He will only if he see's it will help him protect people. If he thinks they are only there to help themselves, he will most likely ignore 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.): A friend of mine may possibly join, and if she does, they will most likely have a connection. Other than that, no.
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.
*Silver: Excuse me, whats going on here?
*Man1: Just keep on walking, there isnt anything here you need to be getting involved in.
*Man2: *slowly puts hand on weapon to intimidate*
*Silver: *Looks at the girl and see's fear in her eyes* Right, ill be going. *starts to walk past them then whirl around and slams one man in the face, grabs the girl and runs*
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
*Silver: *slowly walks into the settlement hoping to receive a warm welcome*
*Farmer: Can we help ya' sir?
*Silver: *smiles weakly* I would appreciate it if you could spare a small bit of food.
*Farmer: *frowns* There int' much food to be shared round' here sir.
*Silver: *sighs* Not even a small bit? I haven't eaten in quite a while....
*Farmer: Ill see what i can do fer' ya'.
*Silver: *smiles gratefully* I'll find a way to pay you back sir, i promise.
*Farmer: *smiles* You seem like a nice enough parsen' you deserve at least' a bit of grub.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
*Silver: *Slowly walks over, patting pockets for any food that he might have*
*Man: *looks up with pleading eyes* Can ya' spare any food?
*Silver: *smiles and brings a small bit of bread out of his pocket* It's all i have on me for the moment. I'll see if i can get some more food for you. *hands him the bread*
*Man: *smiles gratefully and starts to scarf down the bread* Your a kind soul sir.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
*Silver: *chuckles* Well, insulting my mother is certainly the way to make friends/
*Man: *hiccups* Are you calling me dumb.
*Silver: No sir, i said nothing like that.
*Man: *glares* Your not going to defend your own mother.
*Silver: *shakes head* If your just telling lies about her, there is no point in defending her.
*Man: *growls and grabs silver's shirt, but Silver ignores him and shrugs off his hand, deciding to get a drink elsewhere*
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
*Silver: *walks over to the woman* Excuse me ma'am, do you have a moment?
*Woman: *Looks over in surprise* Yes sir! How may i help you?
*Silver: *smiles* Excuse me ma'am, but i noticed your necklace, and well... *looks down sheepishly* I was wondering where you might have gotten it?
*Woman: *smiles* Do you like it? I received it from my grandfather. It was his mothers.
*Silver: Oh, well if its one of a kind... *quickly walks away*
*Woman: Oh...well... goodbye then....
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?: Dont think so.
Other notes:
Whoever made this server went really in depth. Please give them my compliments!
Whitelisting time!
Accepted
NetherPig
Thank you for making that change. Though I would have preferred you backstory be even longer and more in depth, I know how hard it can be to write a character's backstory while keeping it interesting. What really matters here is your ICRs, which I loved. Welcome to the server.
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lololol098
Sorry, but you definitely need to work on your ICRs and write a backstory. What we are asking for that part is that you talk about your character's past; where they grew up, how they lived their life, friends they had, how they came to Roland's Basin. When we say you cannot have revenge/death of parents unless done in a none cliché manner, we mean we want you to make up an original backstory; things such as vowing revenge on the murderers of your parents is overdone. I also would like you to add more dialogue/actions into your ICRs; have conversations, "act" out some parts (Look to NetherPig's ICRs), that sort of thing. You also forgot to say whether or not you will abide by our server's rules, and what your race is (Not really important now, as human is the only race). Its a good effort, especially since you are so young compared to most people on this server; I commend you for trying. Please repost your application with these minor changes and you'll be good to go. Good luck.
Oh! Before I forget. Someone has to add the banner that Aestrix made to the OP. It doesn't seem to want me to add it to my signature right now T_T
I see what the problem is. The Minecraft forums have max image sizes for signatures, and since I made the banner to fit the website... Well, it's not the right size. That's easily fixed, though. My apologies for forgetting that; different forums have different requirements. I'm a bit scatter-brained sometimes.
Anyway. New, resized image:
Along with the code for easily putting this in your signature:
Due to space restraints, I took out the IP. The original banner will still have it, but this forum signature friendly version will be meant to direct people to this thread.
Real-Life Age: 14
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): matserryan7 (not a spelling error the T is before the S)
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Why Yes of course
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: When A player makes them self seem far to overpowered in a fight or argument by say, slicing someones head off right as the fight begins.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Using out of character information in character. (Put rather simply)
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: taking the "Role" of a character in a game and pretending to be that character for a period of time.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: No One (nuff said)
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: In a situation or event where an Admin says it is okay for said player to die and when the other player is in agreement with it.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: At any given time IF you clearly let them know that you are speaking OOC, such as ((double brackets)) or putting (OOC) in front of what you are saying or typing /ch ooc.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Why yes, why wouldn't I have?
Who is allowed to use magic?: ONLY people who put magic use in their lore (If their app is good enough) and only if they are out of the caves.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: War. (detail): 4 humans made places then went to different places to make Ysmila and then they all split up and made countries then those countries fought then philosopher hippie dude told them to stop, so they did. Then they found magic and people raised they dead and healed people. Then everyone went underground 'cause they tried killing everyone again…. The End
What are the Shrines?: Storage for the Undergods.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Book Of Halegron, Last Horizon.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book Of Halegron, Last Horizon. BOF: I left cuz it shut down D: well it led to this server so lets hope this is good
Character Information
Name: Oryon
Age: 27
Race or Nationality (Javil, Horium, Ragnau or Khazi-Un): Ragnau, Beards FTW
Class: Juggernaut
Physical description: Average height, well built but not too muscular.
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.):
Long ago there was a family of great warriors, long forgotten throughout the many wars. They were some of the best warriors of their time, utilizing all of the weapons at their disposal, including magic. All of the generations had a special talent for a certain type of magic. Many years ago there was lots of fighting among the family and their enemies saw this and attacked. The entire family was nearly wiped out except for a mother bearing a child. They hid in secret for many generations, using magic to hide themselves occasionally. Until one day they were discovered, once again a mother escaped this time the baby, named Oryon, was already born. The mother ran away to the wilds of Ragnau where she trained her son to be a great warrior. Except there was one thing wrong, no matter how hard she tried to teach him he was unable to use magic.
So the boy grew into a man, he was strong and muscular but still a little on the slight side, and eventually started taking a liking to one type of weapon, the axe. He picked up the woodcutters axe one day and chopped down a tree, thinking about how effective it would be in battle. So he took some iron and clay and made a mould for an axe and melted the iron into it, he carved a handle from wood and attached it, he now had a dual sided war-axe. He trained with it for 2 years until he had mastered it, he then went to join the military. Oryon was assigned to a squad with a few other ragnau people, one of them had only one eye and another had a large scar on his shoulder, and sent out on a mission sooner than he expected. they went down to the south a ways and thats where they were split up, in the heat of battle he took a blow to the head, dropped is axe and stumbled into a forest. He walked for a long time until he came across a city and decided to go in.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): To prove that he is as strong as any of the Great Warriors of the past even without magic.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): He is a strong man able to wield a large axe with ease, and has hardly any emotions towards other human beings (or other species if they are added in), especially not fear. He will run headlong into battle and hopefully demoralize the enemy. He also extremely good at handling monsters, even barehanded, which was one of his training exercises.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): Unable to use magic and is also very weak to it and healing magic has very little effect on him, His attacks with his axe are slower than a sword but deal a great deal more damage especially to armour and shields.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: No, he is more of a lone wolf type character who may travel with companions if he feels it necessary.
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.): Mullraugh (Heck Yeah) http://www.minecraft...y/page__st__440 , Thegreataj (name yet to be decided)
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.
"I'm lost" I told myself for the thousandth time. I sigh, I've been in this city for a while now why am I lost again? Then I heard some voices, laughter and screaming. "Finally! People!" I said quietly. I took one look at the men and new it would be trouble, just some run of the mill bandits or thieves with good armour on. But there was a girl they were holding and taunting, obviously they were drunk. I strode towards them and grabbed ones arm, "Get outta here!" he said attempting to shake off my grip. I twisted his arm around and forced him to the ground and tied one of his legs to his arms behind his back with some string I had on me. "Hey what the hell!" one of the other ones shouted a little too loudly for my comfort, and fumbled to draw his sword. I grabbed his hand before he had fully drawn his sword and shoved it back down, breaking his hand and then I punched him in the face to knock him out. The last one had drawn his sword and was charging at me sword pointed forward, I drew my axe and knocked his sword away and hit his temple with my free hand. I looked around for the girl but all I saw was her hair fluttering down an ally. "Damnit" I thought. "Now who am I gonna ask for directions!"
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. I staggered towards the small settlement. I spotted a tent that looked somewhat like an eating house and burst in. A few people inside it stood up but when they saw me in my haggard state they just laughed and sat down. One man approached me and told me I had better leave for my own good, I grabbed his throat and said "Food" in the most demanding voice I could manage, which when your being held a foot off the ground is pretty demanding. He pointed towards a table with food on it and a few of the men who laughed stood up again. I strode to the table and filled a plate with food and sat down and ate. One of the other men came and sat across form me and said in a very hostile tone "You know we don't really appreciate strangers around these parts, I kept eating, he got angry, stood up and threw my food across the table. I slowly stood up and said "I wasn't finished." and slammed his head into the table before he could reply. Thats when everyone else stood up and drew weapons, I picked up my drink took a big swig and ripped open the tent with my axe and left.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I finally got out of those caves after many days of wandering, I was walking through a shady part of town when I felt a tugging at my ankle, I looked down to see the skinniest old man I've ever seen in my life. Knowing what its like to be hungry, I reached into my bag and handed him seven loafs of bread, "Eat it sparingly" I told him, and walked off.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. He was drunk, actually drunk was an extreme understatement. Being that I was raised by mother in the wild any insults that have to do with her offend me more than anything else. I grabbed hose collar and lifted him off the ground, he just laughed and insulted me more, so I slammed him into a nearby table and handed his unconscious body to the bartender and left.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. I was leaving the tavern when I passed a lady wearing a diamond encrusted necklace that looked like it had was enchanted. I felt strange around it, almost like there was an empty presence there as I passed it, probably due to my insensitivity to magic or anything to do with magic. So I continued on my course, already forgetting about the necklace.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Enjoying Owning the Aftermath of Book Of Halegron, Welknair? Hopefully you make it better than Halegron!
Other notes: Secret Underground Melon Farm… Thats the weirdest thing you could come up with?! Well I guess it is pretty weird...
I hope the Apocalypse doesn't start till after I get on cause that would ruin my RP Character
Nope, you have a bit of time yet
I did a quick skim through your app (Not a formal review) and you may want to change why the Humans enter the Caves. That'd be them fleeing from the Apocalypse that hasn't happened. Sorry that that bit is a tad unclear.
Um... I don't think that it matters whether I mind or not. I'm not part of the staff on this server.
masterryan7
Nice backstory, and I absoluteness loved how you connected all of the ICRs together! Another veteran of this little group of servers, I see... Welcome to the server!
But your still part of the awesome <3
Well in the lore it talks about the apocalypse so I just added that in cause I thought it might've been necessary but if it hasn't happened yet I could remove it... BUT for now I'll get on and find "My squad" (sound familiar anyone?)
IGN: Shad0w4444
Real-Life Age: I don't want to let that be known. I'm in High School
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): Yes, Shad0w4444
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”?: Making your character overpowered by making them untouchable
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Use ooc information IC
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: Short verison: Pretending
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nobody
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: In RP combat
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When you use ()'s
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?: People can start with it but need to fill out an app
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: An Apoco.
What are the Shrines?: Like places where people worship
What previous Roleplay experience have you had, if any?: Land of Yalin/Olivin, Silver Age, Skyrim RP server (A year and a half)
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Land of Yalin/Olivin and Silver Age both stopped
Character Information
Name: Kodona Banshee
Age:26
Race or Nationality: Ragnau
Class: Architect
Physical description: Skinny body, dirty blond hair, grayish eyes, 5 foot 6, medium sized breasts (Just throwing it in there), and sort of tan
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.):
Kodona grew up in the small village of Livingwood. At the age of 15 she became facinated with the arts of smithing and was taught by her uncle who was the smith in Livingwood at the time. Once she heard of the strange attackes in the north she was forced to head for the hills and to start a life of her own. Kodona has spent many nights in mines scraping by by selling ores and gems to merchants and blacksmiths. She's learned to use a pickaxe properly but isn't great at digging new mines. She's better at sweeping the mine of the ores rather than digging the shaft. Kodona's weapon of choice is her steel sword that her great grandfather had given to her as a child. At the age of 18 she would help fight off the creatures of the night in Livingwood. One night while Kodona was on watch on the north side of Livingwood a slight glimmer lit up from under a rock. Then glowing read eyes and hairry legs appear from underneath rocks. Giant spiders and Goblins crawled toward the wall. She reached for her bow but it was missing. She looked down the wall to find her bow at the bottom. Before she could even react a frostbite spider appears from behind, pinning her on the ground. Its toxin dripping down its fangs. Just before it struck a sword came in contact with the spiders head, killing it instantly. Her uncle was standing there with open wounds and dirt along his face. A scream was heard as they both threw the dead spider off Kodona. Kodona looked just in time to see a spider's fangs crush her mother's head. In her father's shock he was pounced on by a spider and was killed. Kodona and her uncle then left Livingwood. Kodona was never the same after that night.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Just to survive. She lacks the characteristic of making goals for herself
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Swords and Pickaxe, She's nice and kind hearted but will make you pay for everything you wish to buy. She commited to her opinion which makes her hard to argue with.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): Giant Spiders and Goblins
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Probably not, she really isn't the one to either A fight or B gain enemies, she wishes to stay neutral
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.): No
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.
Well Kodona would struggle with this. She doesn't like fighting opponets that are heavily armed and she hate to see people being bullied or attacked. Depending on the number of men. If a pair is two then she would step in but would be quick to step down then get caught in the situation. Her innocent personality wins some people over.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
Kodona would take a peaceful approach. She understand the fact that stealing is wrong no matter what is happening. She would introduce herself as a friendly. If she were to be regected and attacked she would simply flee or get captured. Kodona doesn't like anger or violence unless provokes
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Kodona would spare a reasonable amount of food. Should wouldn't give him all of her food. (Not sure what more what to say, kind of a quick question)
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. (Her mother's dead)
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Kodona would ask where she got them. She would go and try to purchase them if they had a second pair. If not she would smith a rough copy of it.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Nope
Other notes: I was on Silver Age with Welk and Zepato
IGN: JCQuiinn
Real-Life Age: 17
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? JCQuiinn
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes. While I may have glossed over parts, these were generally your standard rules amongst all RP servers.
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Doing things that your character cannot normally do, using real-life knowledge of skills to allow your character to do something they know nothing of, or simply playing in an unfair manner that is unenjoyable for all participants.
Doing things that your character cannot normally do, using real-life knowledge of skills to allow your character to do something they know nothing of, or simply playing in an unfair manner that is unenjoyable for all participants.
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Using OOC knowledge to make yourself more powerful, know important plot items, and generally make RPing less enjoyable. Having characters who are unafraid of death because they know they will be 'respawned' is a good example.
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
Roleplay is where you, as an Rper, communicate with at least one other individual who is also playing a character, in a way that makes both of you enjoy the experience you are involved in. It, generally, has you controlling the actions, thoughts, and emotions of a character, often of your own design, in order to weave an interesting and enjoyable scenario or story with others.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: I would assume only those with express permission from the server owner, and only for certain reasons.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When you have approval from that player.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: To clarify points, preferably through the use of PMs.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes, of course.
Who is allowed to use magic?: Someone who has approved and accepted lore by the administrators and Gms.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?: A great catastrophic event forced them to take refuge below in order to save their precious lil' skins.
What are the Shrines?: Shrines are, obviously, sites used to pay homage to the undergods. These are also locations where individuals are groups can gain favors from said gods.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I've been roleplaying on and off in dozens of different locations, for around six years now. These include forums RPs, Cortex Rps, skype Rps, a few rounds of DnD that was more plot/character development heavy, and minecraft Rping.
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: I've been involved in many I have forgotten the names of, most of which died. I am currently somewhat committed to LotC, and plan to keep a presence there for the time being.
Character Information
Name: Selina Aurella Demones (Sunshine)
Age: 21
Race or Nationality: Human Female
Class: Apothecary(Herbalist)
Physical description:
Selina is a strange-looking individual for one so young as she. Her eyes stare with the knowledge of hundreds of years, and parts of her body suffer as a result. Her skin is white, almost pale, reflected by her strange, mysteriously large red eyes. While she is not albino, and she does not burn easily in the sun, she does hold a similar appearance. Mirroring this is her naturally white, waist long hair, which she has dyed a dark brown, and taken up in a bun. Her face is hard, strong, stalwart, though her body seems small. While she stands only at 5'9", her muscles are well toned, practiced for running and swinging a staff, and her body is extremely flexible and nimble.
Biography:
-This is a modification of an old bio I once wrote. The storytelling is a little unusual, so please ignore any non-lore poetic licenses I take. Also, yes I do claim my character is a minor noble, however, considering her entire family was wiped out in an inter-house squabble, I doubt it will be of any importance. Furthermore, Selina does claim to have a vision provided to her by a 'god', AKA, a Seeress or Prophetess. This can or cannot be true, that is up to the Gms to decide. Regardless, she will believe she has one. I also plan to post a sub-app/lore post later, in hopes of gaining magic for her. If that is the case, and it does get accepted, I will be making some minor tweaks to her lore. I also wish to clarify that not every piece of her history is in here. In reality, only about twenty percent in mentioned here. I have several other personal-plot important points that will be revealed through RP only.-
Ashan Venrak glanced up and down the whitewashed halls of Heaven, before raising an eye to his companion, Verash. Shrugging slightly he lowered the bow in his hand, undoing the bowstring with one deft motion, “Eh Verash, I guess this means we’re dead, eh?”
The other figure, Verash, reached for his ornate mask, pulling up the visor quickly, “Yes… I hope Selina made it, Lord Daemones would never forgive us if we let his only surviving child…”
“Have no fear, the both of you, she is quite alright.”
Ashen instinctively reached for the knife at his side, before his hand relaxed instinctively. A pale, dark-haired figure approached from down the hall, his brilliant white robes showing with an almost blinding radiance. The figure paused just out of arm reach of both of the figures, smiling, “A thousand pardons, I nearly forgot to introduce myself. I am Laeonadius.”
Laeonadius looked down past where he had come, a white tunnel fading into a bright light, “You both still have quite a ways to go, perhaps you would like to rest and chat for a while?”
Venrak shrugged off of his pack, before plopping onto it himself, “Well… We’re dead now right? What difference is it goin’ ta make.”
Laeonadius gave both of the figures a glance, examining the tattered uniforms with his eyes, “So, Ashan Venrak, and Sir Verash, the Dragon’s Fury, correct? Both of you were sworn protectors of Selina Aurella Daemones, the youngest child of Gareis Daemones?
Verash paused for a moment as he considered the words, “Yes, you could say that.”
Laeonadius gave both of the men a slightly pained smile, “I have much to thank you for, Selina is of my seed, and it is comforting to know that another of my blood lives because of the efforts of others.”
Ashan raised one of his eyes, “Oh? Ya most certainly welcome.”
Laeonadius nodded, “Despite my… changed form, I am sadly unable to see everything I wished to, Selina has sadly been one of mine that has always been hidden from my gaze, I would love to hear her story.”
Ashan glanced at Verash, “Well… I think Verash here is the best to tell the story, he has always had a certain love for the lil’ Daemones gal.”
Verash sighed, before starting, “I was recruited by the Lord Daemones nearly twenty-five years ago. Within three years I became one of his closest advisors, and he assigned me one of the greatest honors available. I was to help raise his youngest child, Selina Aurella Daemones. I did my duty diligently for two years until… The Lord Daemones took Ashan and twenty of his best men to fight another noble house, the Gaerios family. The Lord died there, and the Gaerios came to the Estate to finish their bloody work. Ashan arrived a half hour earlier with five men, and they put up a valiant fight. In the end… Ashan and I escaped with the lil’ Selina in my arms; I don’t think anyone else was so lucky.
“We managed to fight our way free… Ashan here, the lucky *******, planted an arrow right between the eyes of the Lord Gaerios, a final retribution I guess… Well, that night, burrowed against the roots of a tree, Ashan and I swore an oath, to protect this final charge of ours with our lives.”
Laeonadius nodded slowly, “And that is where my vision returned. For the next several years you and Ashan survived doing odd jobs, barely making enough to feed Selina, much less yourselves. That was at least, until she was… twelve, yes?”
Ashan nodded, “Yeah… Verash and I had heard a rumor ‘bout this Folar Rothit, who had been involved in the attack on the Daemones manor, happened to be only one of six who was still alive from then. Verash and I went to go find this man, well… It didn’t do us much good of course, we never found the man. Thing is, while we was gone well… Selina had a revelation of sorts. She had undergone a moment of self-discovery, finding herself able to… see things she could not normally. Apparently well… I guess the word is Seeress? Yeah, she is one of those I guess…”
Laeonadius nodded again, “I am proud… perhaps the gift still does live on, after so long… Continue?”
Verash coughed once before starting, “Well… Another few years passed with little… Interest perhaps is the correct word. Selina used her newfound gift as a travelling fortuneteller, making us enough money moving from village to village in the southern lands to make ourselves a fair living. Well… We found Folar Rothit, or at least…. Selina did. She found the other five men before that, and killed them but… Folar was the one that changed her.
“Selina led us to a lil’ house out in the wilderness, a small farmstead tended by a retired soldier and his family. He couldn’t of been over thirty five, must have been a kid when the Daemones Manor fell. Well the little Selina had grown up and… She just walked up to the door of the house and knocked. When the door was opened she asked the man his name, and when he confirmed it, she said hers and rammed a knife through his neck, up into his skull….
“She seemed to have no emotion then, simply turning on her heel, ready to leave, as if a good job had been done and it was time to be paid. She nodded to me, and was halfway down the walk when she heard words that I know she will never forget… and I won’t either. Folar Rothit had two kids, ages six and two. The oldest, upon seeing her father on the ground asked, ‘Daddy, what’s wrong?’
“Selina let out such a scream of sorrow I… I think she understood that she had become a monster then, that she had done to the Rothit children what had been done to her by the Gaerios so many years ago. She ran then and… Ashan and I searched for hours and hours. It was not until two days later, and we had nearly given up on her that she returned, calm, and seemingly reformed. I do not know what happened during those two days, but she was different after that…”
Laeonadius smiled, “Verash that was one of the few times I was able to a do a service to you. Selina was troubled then by the dark atrocities she had committed… She planned to kill herself then but, I managed to break from my spiritual bonds and… Well reach out to her, and talk to her. I will not disclose to you what happened during those two days, but I hope I have changed her for the better… Now, please continue.”
Ashan leaned forward on his uncomfortable pack, “Well… Selina started to feel a calling to go… somewhere… Over time we made our way north but, not at any great speed or such… But it was north… We soon returned to the land of our birth. The Gaerios family and such had since then died off, along with most of their allies so, a small victory there. Well, she continued to feel a calling to go north, so we did, travelling. We did not get far though and… Well we were attacked, I made sure Selina escaped but… Verash went down in a melee of swirling blades and… I took two arrows to the chest, I got four of ‘em though…”
Laeonadius nodded slowly, "A good story my friends, I thank you. There are other things that can be spoken of, of the apocalypse, of an end to the sky, but now is not the time, perhaps on the road ahead. Now, it is growing late, and the road to peace is long. Shall we go?"
Ashan stood, slinging his pack over his shoulder, “Heh Verash, looks like we aren’t done yet eh? Are we?”
Verash shook his head, “My friend, I believe a grand journey is just starting.”
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): Selina primarily has two primary goals. Mentally, she believes she must do what the voices, the fates, tell her to do, believing they are her saviors, and hope for salvation. In reality, however, she is simply trying to survive, and perhaps gain power and standing in the world.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): Selina is extremely proficient with the use of the quarterstaff, perhaps one of the best wielders in current existence. She also has a strong knowledge of herbal remedies, medical procedures, and a basic knowledge of surgery. Also, prior to being struck with Aphasia, she was an extremely powerful orator. She also, (if approved) has her vision and foresight, given to her by the 'fates', or whatever god has blessed her.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality):On the other hand however, Selina struggles to use any sort of bladed weapon, or a bow, due to her inexperience which lasted dozens of years. She has also been struck with a mistrust of many of those around her, and an inability to stay close to those she trusts, for fear they will stab her in the back. Finally she has been struck with aphasia, which has severely hampered all of her attempts to communicate with other individuals. This aphasia, however, seems to stem from psychological issues rather than an actual medical complication. She also suffers from a terrible cough that, while it has improved some, is still crippling at times. Both of these are conditions she can most likely overcome with time. She also has an arrogant, self-righteous streak, believing that although she has lost her power she rightly deserves the might that the fates supposedly should provide to her.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Most likely not, unless the fates tell her to do so.
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 armored men harassing a young girl.
Wordlessly Selina would stride forth, caring not the reason that the warriors had decided to prey upon this girl, caring only that they had committed the act. Regardless of whether their actions were justified or not. Snarling she would quickly bring her quarterstaff upwards, first caving in the groin-plate of the first warrior, before, spinning her iron-banded staff, thrusting the tip up into his chin, slamming his head upwards with a satisfyingly painful, yet not deadly, crack. Eyes narrowed now, she would quickly turn to her second target, the man only having had only a handful of seconds to address this new threat. She would, using the superior mobility and reach of her staff, parry his strikes, before twisting it into a disarm, followed by two quick strikes for the chest, followed by another to his sword-arm as he attempted to draw a knife. Letting the wounded man run away she would pass a few coins to the girl and run off, back into the shadows.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement.
Tired and hungry, Selina would stagger into the town, going from door to door, begging for meals and offering her services, first as an apothecary, then as a warrior, then as a fortune-teller, toymaker, and scribe. If, after all this, she is still turned away, she would then turn to stealing, with hopes of returning what she took. If she is unable to do even this, she would fight like a caged, cornered animal for what she needed, caring not for what damage she does in the process.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
Crouching by the old man, Selina would pass along a few scraps of food, even if she had very little to spare. As a further mercy to the beggar she would, gathering together what few herbs she currently has on her, brew a quick remedy to his torturous cough, passing it to him with a few merciful blessings. Finally, looking upon him with her piercing, soul-cutting ruby eyes, promise him that the undergods of fate have great plans for him.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
With a painful, casual shake of her head she would bury her face in her drink, drowning the memories in her mead. While visions of the mother she never knew would not overwhelm her thoughts, instead, Verash and Ashan would appear in her mind’s eye, whispers of encouragement, smiles, faint frowns, sorrowful eyes. Tears forming in her eyes she would rush away, to a dark corner to listen to their voices in peace.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
Selina would lower her vision once again, hiding the tears that would slowly form in her stoic face. The necklace, no matter what gems in contained, what shape it too, would always look like a gold and silver chain in her mind’s-eye, covered in gems of emerald, ruby, sapphire. She would shiver, a great chill overwhelming her. Memories of pain and pleasure staked sharply in her mind. Reminding her of a time without her guardians and companions.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? No, I do not.
Other notes: I understand that some of the features of my character may be considered powergaming or slightly lore-breaking, or at least lore-bending. If any of these need to be addressed, I will gladly explain or work with a gm on them.