Why you want to join Lost World: I am looking for a new Roleplay minecraft server, its been a while trying to find one and LotC hasn't been cutting it...
Race chosen: Ug' Ha
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Backstory (1-2 Paragraphs): Antinous was just doing what he always did, hunting with his few friends in the woods for fun. They would track the various creatures that surrounded his tribe's village, and kill them. Sometimes they'd bring the carcass back, or sometimes they'd just leave it. It was Antinous's favorite thing, and he was the strongest of the group, the most steadfast. He refused to use a bow or any other ranged weapon while hunting, preferring to face his quarry face to face. One day, his group was tracking a wild boar, when a roving band of Ogres appeared, and began to attack them. His friends ran off in fear, but Antinous stayed, ready to face them to his death. The Ogres were surprised, and found a sort of respect for Antinous, and tied him up and brought him back to their camp to fuel their war machine.
He continued to grow in slavery, training in the various arts of war. The Ogres treated him as they did to all others, with whippings and beatings common and malnutrition rampant. However, unlike most of his fellow Ug' Ha, he decided that he may as well adapt to the new life, and began to grow more ferocious and full of rage. His first battle he was one of the front line, and he grew into such a rage the wounds he received gave no feeling, and he was a whirlwind of pure death. He reveled in the feeling of battle, he loved the feeling of his weapons cutting into his enemies, and the screams of his opponents as they fall to him. He repeated this many times, the Ogre's respecting him, but feared him as well because of his unwillingness to follow orders, rushing in when he felt was right. Antinous was doing it again, in a forest like his childhood one, jumping past one tree, sidestepping an axe swing and thrusting his sword into his enemies forehead, killing him. Ducking immediately, knocking the other on the ground. His sword stabbed into the enemies leg, then his chest. He repeated such sequences, but he failed to realize the Ogres were losing the battle, and was soon surrounded. The rage filled him, and he was fighting til the end, cutting down his enemies left and right, but soon the wounds were innumerable, and his eyes went hazy, and right as he felt like his breath was going to be his last.....a light enveloped him, and he woke up on the ground, wounds healed, but not his lust for battle......
Have you played any Fallout games? Which one(s): N/A
Why do you want to play on this server?: Friends are on it, and because I need a new RP server
Did you read the rules?: Yes
Have you read the lore?: Yes
IC:
Name: Richard Lackly
Age:27
Gender: Male
Character's signifying traits and attributes: Kind, Cheerful, Protective, Strong and able to maintain manual labor for a long time
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:
(Just like in the game, you have 40 points to add to whoever categories you choose):
Strength-8
Perception-5
Endurance-8
Charisma-4
Intelligence-7
Agility-3
Luck-5
RP Scenario: (Use the scenario written below)
Time: 3:18 P.M.
Location: 27 miles South of Seattle.
As you're walking north along a desolate highway to a few hundred meters ahead you can see 2 large black birds circling in the sky, to the east a few miles off large thunderheads can be seen. Hopeful to avoid the storm you begin to walk a bit more briskly scanning your area to find shelter from the rain. You observe a small light grey smoke plume coming from the median of the highway only a couple hundred meters away. Before approaching the scene you take a quick look in your bag (below is a list of your items). As you approach the scene you can see that it is a Emerald Trading Company Caravan that has been hit, the merchant lies dead near a slaughtered Brahman blood covers his clothing and a box of items is scattered near him. Of the two guards, one lies near a jersey barrier; empty shell casings from the cowboy repeater are scattered around the body. The other guard is struggling to pull himself upright using the one of the carts wheels, his leg has been blown off below the shin and is now nothing but a bloody mix of singed skin and asphalt.
Bag contents:
1x 10mm Pistol
7x 10mm Pistol rounds
1x bottle of dirty water
2x mentants
1x salisbury steak
1x Squirrel on a stick
1x small radio (working)
1x stimpak
1x Half-used first aid kit (missing supplies)
What do you do?: I walk over to the guard with the destroyed leg, asking him what happened. The guard responded with the statement of nothing, unable to talk because of the pain. I decide to end his misery, and shoot him once. I search the area for items, feeling sympathetic for the dead men. I walk to the shack, taking shelter, creating some makeshift barriers, and fall sleep on the ground.
Character biography (At LEAST 2 paragraphs):
Richard was walking with his motley group, talking about each other, when he realized that a woman asked him about where he came from. Richard stopped in his tracks a moment, before giving a toothy grin, walking again
“Well, you see now, that’s an interesting question. I had a family; we lived in a nice ol’ town with about 5 other families. We held the town, or at least the remnants, against raiders and the such for a while. I was about 19, well off considering the current predicament, when a few young girls came to the entrance, begging for shelter and food and water. They looked like they were going to die there and then, so we let them in, and gave them some supplies to help them get on their feet and a roof to sleep under.”
He looks around at the group, pausing ominously, them all looking at him as they walk, when he began again
“They stayed for two more days, and then said that they would leave the next day. Oh boy, did we not see the irony in that. That night, when we were all sleeping after a meeting, we heard the sound of the makeshift gates opening, and we went to see why it was opening at such a late time. Low and Behold, the two guards there were killed, stabbed, and a large group of men came in, killing almost everyone there. I ran off, escaping, and wandered for a little while, surviving by myself, until I joined you guys.”
They continued walking along the small path, chatting amongst themselves, although Richard wasn’t listening, he was just thinking of the past…
That's fine, I can understand that. If you wouldn't mind, could I just have a Green Orc that's above average in size and stature instead, with everything else the same to eliminate that problem?
IGN: H0b0_J0e (o's are zeroes) Age: 14 How did you find us: 11lucy123 Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Rashnak Bloodswinger Race: Red Orc Age: 27 Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Warrior/Bodyguard Appearance: A tall, 6”5 Red Orc with large canines and a single ponytail, with the common black hair and plate armor. He is extremely buff with a large endurance span. Personality Traits: He is brutish, aggressive, and a dominating figure. He is not the brightest of the group, although he is not a complete idiot. He is quick to anger and rage. Character Strengths: Strong, buff; skilled with most weapons; Has no care for personal safety; No Morals; Character Weaknesses: Unintelligent; Small temper; Has no care for personal safety; No Morals; Backstory:
Rashnak was born into a fierce tribe of nomadic Red Orcs. He was trained in the arts of war, in the ways of most conventional weapons, and one other, the one he personally chose as his favorite. That was the flail. His father taught him the ways of a nomad as a child, so he could continue in the clan. He lived a relatively normal life of a powerful and large orc, until one day…
Rashnak was 21 when he was out for a hunt by himself to bring some food back for his clan. He soon heard noise nearby, and all of a sudden he was finding himself falling, sleepy and bleeding slightly in his arm. He woke up a few hours later, and found himself in a small camp, full of desert tribals, and he has free reign. He was very confused, and quite tired, when he came upon a great rage at these humans, and went to attack them with his flail, which he found was still on his person, as well as his armor. He was about to attack a group when he found himself unable to do anything but stop, unable to do anything that would harm the humans. He turned around, to see the witch doctor of the clan, bald, and with gold earrings. He was quickly told what had happened to him, to his confusion, and that the witch doctor’s name was Ordolo. He was to be the witch doctor’s eternal bodyguard, unable to do anything he was told not to do.
One day, the clan was attacked, and some of the clansmen were taking to be sold as slaves. Rashnak was taken and chained, tortured and abused. He was saved when the others were liberated, and followed Ordolo around until Ordolo arrived at Alnilam, and came shortly after….
IGN: H0b0_J0e (o's are zeroes) Age: 14 How did you find us: 11lucy123 Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Laegon Wintershadow Race: Snow Elf Age: 27 Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Mage: Appearance: A few inches taller than the average human height, very pale; about the same as a normal Snow Elf, nothing special physically, lean but not buff Personality Traits: Intelligent, curious to the point of being slightly dangerous to himself and others, silver tongue, a little bit of a ladies man; Sometimes seen as slightly weird; Character Strengths: Intelligent; Silver Tongue; Magical Powers; Good Morals; Shadow Communication: Laegon can communicate with shadows, talk with them, as well as make them find out information, because they can listen in to communcations. The drawback is that the shadows can do no physical harm, and Laegon cannot hold a conversation with shadows for a prolonged amount of time, limiting how much he can use his power. Character Weaknesses: Not muscular; No skill with any weapons; Prideful, can get angered quickly if anyone takes away his pride Backstory: Laegon Wintershadow was born to a typical family in the northern lands of most Snow Elves, in a large town, but not so large as a city. He loved to wonder the streets, alone and with other Elves, mostly Snow Elves. His parents were quite busy, and they allowed him a fair amount of freedom, but with the normal limits of a young kid, such as a curfew. He followed the rules well enough, and he acted as a normal kid, minus some odd questions he asked his parents. They never expected anything special from him, and he grew up with that in mind.
Eventually, his father began to show him some of his books, almost all of them on the family history. The family had an important tradition of keeping the legacy of the Wintershadow alive, and Laegon was next in line to carry that burden. One day, at about 14 years old, he came upon a part about his great-grandfather, a well-known mage and well-respected person. Laegon was fascinated by his great-grandfather, and read about him as much as he could, and asked his father about him. One day, he discovered through a book he found in the town library that his great-grandfather's power was the ability to communicate with shadows, and use them to gain information. He soon began to wonder why his parents, and his grandparents, didn't have the power. His infinite curiosity made him think about whether he might have the power, and asked his father. His father said he did not think so, but gave him a book written about the shadows his great-grandfather knew. He studied the book, and began to practice summoning shadows his grandfather knew. He soon found out, to his great surprise and joy, he had inherited the power. He showed his parents, who were proud and overjoyed that he had the power, but some of his friends found him a freak and out-cast. But some were accepting of it, so he lived a mixed life with his fellow peers.
One day, Laegon was talking with a shadow, his favorite, Minuos, when Minuos told him that the power was an extremely powerful one that could be developed even further. He decided that being in the town of his parents was not going to help grow the power he had at his disposal, and he made the decision of going out on his own. He told his parents good bye, he left them with a few of his belongings on his back, and went around for a few months, and after turning 27, found Alnilam
IGN: H0b0_J0e (o's are zeroes) Age: 14 How did you find us: 11lucy123 Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Laegon Wintershadow Race: Snow Elf Age: 27 Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Mage: Hexes/Curses Appearance: A few inches taller than the average human height, very pale; about the same as a normal Snow Elf, nothing special physically, lean but not buff Personality Traits: Intelligent, curious to the point of being slightly dangerous to himself and others, silver tongue, a little bit of a ladies man; Always seen as slightly weird; Character Strengths: Intelligent; Silver Tongue; Magical Powers; Good Morals; Hexes: Has the ability to make hexes on people, essentially cursing them so they will have to deal with the outcome of whatever. It can be from anything as simple as having a constant cough for the rest of their life, to physically weakening them for periods of time. The weakness of this ability is that Laegon takes a long time to chant the hex, so in the process of doing so is severely limited in what he can do as he chants it, as it takes almost all of his concentration. Character Weaknesses: Not muscular; No skill with any weapons; Prideful, can get angered quickly if anyone takes away his pride Backstory: Laegon Wintershadow was born to a typical family in the northern lands of most Snow Elves, in a large town, but not so large as a city. He loved to wonder the streets, alone and with other Elves, mostly Snow Elves. His parents were quite busy, and they allowed him a fair amount of freedom, but with the normal limits of a young kid, such as a curfew. He followed the rules well enough, and he acted as a normal kid, minus some odd questions he asked his parents. They never expected anything special from him, and he grew up with that in mind.
Eventually, his father began to show him some of his books, almost all of them on the family history. The family had an important tradition of keeping the legacy of the Wintershadow alive, and Laegon was next in line to carry that burden. One day, at about 14 years old, he came upon a part about his great-grandfather, a well-known mage and well-respected person. Laegon was fascinated by his great-grandfather, and read about him as much as he could, and asked his father about him. One day, he discovered through a book he found in the town library that his great-grandfather's power was the ability to hex someone. He soon began to wonder why his parents, and his grandparents, didn't have the power. His infinite curiosity made him think about whether he might have the power, and asked his father. His father said he did not think so, but gave him a book written about the hexes his great-grandfather knew. He studied the book, and began to practice some of the hexes. He soon found out, to his great surprise and joy, he had inherited the power. He showed his parents, who were proud and overjoyed that he had the power, but some of his friends found him a freak and out-cast. But some were accepting of it, so he lived a mixed life with his fellow peers.
One day, Laegon was practicing some new hexes he had developed through intense study and practice, when he found out his power was an extremely powerful one, that could be developed even further. He decided that being in the town of his parents was not going to help grow the power he had at his disposal, and he made the decision of going out on his own. He told his parents good bye, he left them with a few of his belongings on his back, and went around for a few months, and after turning 27, found Alnilam....
Are you aware that having an accepted Evils application does not make you above any of the rules, particularly powergaming and realistic roleplay?: I am 100%
Clearly define the abilities/traits you are applying for and explain why you need them: Forging of royal money, because he has the skill after taking time to learn how to forge money as well as studying the arcos Rply, and because his lifestyle has led to his want to do this.
Describe your character’s personality: Is generally a jolly, joking dwarf but can and will become serious as the time arises, gets angry and acts rashly sometimes, but usually keeps a clear head.
What is your character’s alignment? (Chaotic Evil, Lawful good, ect.): He was Chaotic Evil, but is slowly turning Lawful good, with some habits still in Chaotic Evil (Hence the single skill he is still using)
What are your character's strengths/weaknesses?:
Strengths- Intelligent, extremely good with words and oratory, attention to detail in everything from speaking to physical things, and a large muscle mass.
Weaknesses-Can be slightly twisted at times, bad coordination when it comes to moving and fighting, and slow, he also rarely wears armor as he tries not to use fighting as his way to deal with problems
How did your character become evil?: Because of Kyndmryn’s childhood and life he chose for himself, he became a criminal who used smarts and trickery, and occasionally force to make a living for himself and his partners, but betrayed or left many of them, living like a nomad from town to town, city to city, until he ended up here.
What will your character do on a daily basis?: He will help around the city to keep up his appearance as a good, trustful dwarf. He plans on becoming squire to help that appearance, as well as gaining the benefits of a higher rank, and better connections.
What moral boundaries does your character have, if any?: He is attempting to fix his life, so he doesn’t plan on doing it rampantly or as a lifestyle, it’s more of a skill he’s picked up since his travels and upbringing
Please provide your character’s biography: Kyndmryn was born into a very large family of dwarves who worked as miners. He had 3 sisters and 12 brothers, and he was right smack in the middle, being the 7th son. He discovered early on that he didn’t have the benefit of being the eldest of the brothers, or the benefits of being the youngest and because of that was often overlooked in his childhood. If he got in a fight with any younger brothers he would get yelled at for hurting the younglings, and he would lose every fight with any older brother. He then decided that the only way to survive would be to avoid fights in general, and would talk to himself and try to find the weaknesses in his words to find the best way to talk his way out of bad situations.
It worked surprisingly well, and he decided that maybe he could make a living off of it. He wasn’t any good at the majority of the typical dwarf jobs, especially mining, but his parents didn’t care as they rarely ever paid attention to him anyways. One day he went out and talked to a dwarf who had stopped by the town where he lived and convinced him to give a few coins to him by making up a sob story. When the dwarf almost noticed his true story before he left, Kyndmryn decided that it wasn’t smart to let the person know who you are, and stole some clothes, making a costume of sorts.
He continued to repeat the process until everyone knew that whoever the person wearing the costume was a trickster. He was then 26, and decided that it was time to go and make his own mark, believing that his family wouldn’t care less, as he always refused to make connections. He then set off with a couple bags of coins, a couple bags of fake bags of coins, his costume with many hidden pockets, a dagger that he couldn’t use for the life of him, and his most powerful weapon, his tongue. He wondered for a year, then came here, looking forward to all the full pockets he can ‘borrow forever’ from….
Scenarios: These have no particular outcome, and are to see how your character would act. Please answer these as accurately, and descriptively as possible.
Scenario 1You are walking down a road outside of Kurgan’s hold and spot a man and a woman walking down the road towards you. The man has a sheathed sword, along with a satchel. The woman is wearing a nice dress, and doesn’t appear to be carrying anything. As they near you you notice a young boy walking close behind them. What do you do? Kyndmryn walks past them, giving them no attention, as there is no point in trying to do anything with a family in a road without a high chance of something going wrong. The family would glance at the dwarf as he walks by, not giving him much attention either. Scenario 2 You walk into town and notice their is a large crowd of people gathered, upon closer look you notice the king is standing on a platform above them with two royal guards at his side, speaking about a very important affair. Everyone seems to have their attention on him. Kyndmryn walks into the crowd, getting as close as possible without standing out, and carefully puts away the information, for selling or bartering of information, or someone he could use in a future plot if need be. Scenario 3 You and a friend are sitting in the local inn, it is quite crowded this evening and you are a few drinks in. A man walks up and starts shouting you are in his seat. He slams his bottle onto the counter and points the sharp glass at your friend. Kyndmryn would tell the man that you are right, and that they are sorry for taking his seat. He would quickly grab his friend to let the man sit down, and picks up their drinks, as there is no point in losing the money and time. If the man continued to complain Kyndmryn would talk the man out of it, trying to explain why they’re sorry, ending up with confusing the man to the point where he gives up.
Minecraft username:H0b0_J0e (all the o’s are zeroes)
What is your age:14
What is your timezone: EST
What experience do you have in roleplaying?:roleplaying in minecraft for a little more than a year, and some mmo’s dabbled in here or there
Have you read, understood, and accepted the rules?:Yes
What is the rule you agree with the most?: -Anything you construct MUST make sense according to the era (medieval/dark ages). For example, you may not have an underground farm. --- The feel of some servers are ruined when there are buildings and constructions that make no sense whatsoever, and it’s great to see that this will be avoided
How did you find the server?: A friend told me about it, lukemacu
Why should you be whitelisted?: 1. I have enough free time to be an active participant on the server 2. I can contribute to the server positively and be beneficial to all on it
Define powergaming: Powergaming is when someone forces their action on another. E.G. “I cut your head off in one slice, instantly killing you and robbing your body.”
Define metagaming: Metagaming is when you use information found while Out Of Character and using it while In Character
Who was the first king of Redania?: Kurgan D’Arco
Why did the great dwarven kingdom collapse?: an orb was brought to the dwarven king who warned his people to hide it because it had great darkness in it, but the next king took it for himself, making himself crazy that eventually spread to his subjects, destroying the dwarven kingdom through internal strife.
Who are the Jarr?: A race of dark skinned elves that lived in the desert, but were afflicted by a plague and had to become nomads, before being found by the Redanians and being brought back to the main continent to interbreed until the darkness in their skin eventually left them completely.
IC
Character Name: Kyndmryn
Character Age: 27
Character Gender: Male
Character Race, human/elf/dwarf (or a mix): Dwarf
Character Appearance (Facial features, build, clothing, etc): long brown hair with a beard braided into two, dark blue eyes of the same color, wears a blue hat with matching shirt and pants as well as metal boots. You can tell he keeps his clothes relatively clean, and has a muscular build, albeit not as much as most dwarves.
Character Personality (How your character acts): He has average strength and can take a fair amount of punishment, but he has bad speed and horrid coordination. He also has a ‘snake’s tongue’ who would rather try to bribe or talk his way out of a fight. He is out to gain riches, but secretly he just wants recognition for doing something spectacular, as he was overlooked a lot when he was younger.
Character Strengths/Weaknesses (include skills/abilities in strengths): He is a quick thinker who can think on his feet, but isn’t a good fighter due to his bad coordination, so a quick fighter could easily best him in a fight. He has trust issues as well because of the harsh family conditions he grew up in. He also can be easily influenced if you can convince him that what he will do is special and make famous.
Character Biography (Must be at least three paragraphs in length, include any memorable events):
Kyndmryn was born into a very large family of dwarves who worked as miners. He had 3 sisters and 12 brothers, and he was right smack in the middle, being the 7th son. He discovered early on that he didn’t have the benefit of being the eldest of the brothers, or the benefits of being the youngest and because of that was often overlooked in his childhood. If he got in a fight with any younger brothers he would get yelled at for hurting the younglings, and he would lose every fight with any older brother. He then decided that the only way to survive would be to avoid fights in general, and would talk to himself and try to find the weaknesses in his words to find the best way to talk his way out of bad situations.
It worked surprisingly well, and he decided that maybe he could make a living off of it. He wasn’t any good at the majority of the typical dwarf jobs, especially mining, but his parents didn’t care as they rarely ever paid attention to him anyways. One day he went out and talked to a dwarf who had stopped by the town where he lived and convinced him to give a few coins to him by making up a sob story. When the dwarf almost noticed his true story before he left, Kyndmryn decided that it wasn’t smart to let the person know who you are, and stole some clothes, making a costume of sorts.
He continued to repeat the process until everyone knew that whoever the person wearing the costume was a trickster. He was then 26, and decided that it was time to go and make his own mark, believing that his family wouldn’t care less, as he always refused to make connections. He then set off with a couple bags of coins, a couple bags of fake bags of coins, his costume with many hidden pockets, a dagger that he couldn’t use for the life of him, and his most powerful weapon, his tongue. He wondered for a year, then came here, looking forward to all the full pockets he can ‘borrow forever’ from….
Scenarios:
1. You are traveling along the roads of Redania when a bandit jumps out in front of you. He claims several of his fellows are hiding in the brush beside the road, and if you value your life, to drop all the valuables you possess.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc) Kyndmryn falls flat on his face as the bandit jumps in front of him. He stands as the bandit claims he has more men in the brush. Kyndmryn pulls out his pants pockets that are empty and says, “I have nothing of worth to you or me, as you can see!” He then looks down and sees that a gold coin fell out of one of his many pockets hidden in his shirt when he fell down, and he looks up, not showing any emotion. As the bandit approaches him, Kyndmryn punches him in the gut and pulls out a small dagger, but is clumsily holding it, and says with an air of confidence as well as smiling, “I took many a dagger class bandit, so tell your men to come out, why don’t ya?” Then the bandit runs off as he does not want to fight a dwarf who claims to be a skilled dagger fighter. Kyndmryn grins and picks up the coin, walking off from the scene.
2. You are inside a small inn enjoying a tankard of ale when an obviously intoxicated ( -drunk) man stumbles into you. He gestures at you rudely and tells you to watch where you’re going.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc)
Kyndmryn looks up at the man as he fell, and says, “Why good sir I am so sorry I ran into you! In fact, I am so sorry I will buy you another tankard, maybe we can talk about how I can be more careful next time, eh?” He then yells to the barkeeper to buy him and the man another tankard and sits back down at the bar, silently cursing about his god-forsaken coordination.
3. You are at the market when you come upon a stall selling some particularly interesting wares. You decide to buy one, and the owner of the stall names a rather outrageous price.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc) Kyndmryn pulls out a bag of gold, and shakes it around to show the merchant the money, and tosses it to the merchant, grabbing the item he just bought with his money and says, “Thanks.” He then walks off quickly, chuckling to himself as he just bought the item with a bag full of worthless pieces of circular metal.
IGN; H0b0_J0e
Skype;cvmv2000
Age;14
Time Zone;EST
PVP clan Experience; Vortex Guild
Role Play Experience; TFOK, Xenos, Esteria, Erecia
What can you do to help the EAF?; I can help with leadership and increase the fun of the clan. I can also do many logistical and administrative things.
codeword; guard
1. Respect Fellow Players/Staff 2. Do Not Hack (no x-ray or other third-party programs) 3. Do not Grief Anyone Else's Stuff 4. Do Not Spam 5. Do not steal 6. Use Common Sense 7.No Advertising Punishments will depend on severity.
What The Server has for you.
Towny for everyone to join together
A community to last the ages
Iconomy for all you entrepreneurs
All your most important commands available to you, such as /home to never get lost
Minigames being added all the time to keep you happy and always doing something new
Lag-free environment
free-build for all the people out there who enjoy creating amazing structures
Grief protection to keep those pesky trolls away
Builder Application
Builder Application:
Title/Subject: [IGN] Builder Application
Minecraft IGN:
Skype (optional but strongly recommended:
Age:
Building Skill (1-10):
How well do you know WorldEdit, WorldGuard, Etc. (1-10):
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Age: 14
Why you want to join Lost World: I am looking for a new Roleplay minecraft server, its been a while trying to find one and LotC hasn't been cutting it...
Race chosen: Ug' Ha
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Backstory (1-2 Paragraphs): Antinous was just doing what he always did, hunting with his few friends in the woods for fun. They would track the various creatures that surrounded his tribe's village, and kill them. Sometimes they'd bring the carcass back, or sometimes they'd just leave it. It was Antinous's favorite thing, and he was the strongest of the group, the most steadfast. He refused to use a bow or any other ranged weapon while hunting, preferring to face his quarry face to face. One day, his group was tracking a wild boar, when a roving band of Ogres appeared, and began to attack them. His friends ran off in fear, but Antinous stayed, ready to face them to his death. The Ogres were surprised, and found a sort of respect for Antinous, and tied him up and brought him back to their camp to fuel their war machine.
He continued to grow in slavery, training in the various arts of war. The Ogres treated him as they did to all others, with whippings and beatings common and malnutrition rampant. However, unlike most of his fellow Ug' Ha, he decided that he may as well adapt to the new life, and began to grow more ferocious and full of rage. His first battle he was one of the front line, and he grew into such a rage the wounds he received gave no feeling, and he was a whirlwind of pure death. He reveled in the feeling of battle, he loved the feeling of his weapons cutting into his enemies, and the screams of his opponents as they fall to him. He repeated this many times, the Ogre's respecting him, but feared him as well because of his unwillingness to follow orders, rushing in when he felt was right. Antinous was doing it again, in a forest like his childhood one, jumping past one tree, sidestepping an axe swing and thrusting his sword into his enemies forehead, killing him. Ducking immediately, knocking the other on the ground. His sword stabbed into the enemies leg, then his chest. He repeated such sequences, but he failed to realize the Ogres were losing the battle, and was soon surrounded. The rage filled him, and he was fighting til the end, cutting down his enemies left and right, but soon the wounds were innumerable, and his eyes went hazy, and right as he felt like his breath was going to be his last.....a light enveloped him, and he woke up on the ground, wounds healed, but not his lust for battle......
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OOC:
In Game Name: H0b0_J0e (o’s are zeroes)
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Timezone: EST
Have you played any Fallout games? Which one(s): N/A
Why do you want to play on this server?: Friends are on it, and because I need a new RP server
Did you read the rules?: Yes
Have you read the lore?: Yes
IC:
Name: Richard Lackly
Age:27
Gender: Male
Character's signifying traits and attributes: Kind, Cheerful, Protective, Strong and able to maintain manual labor for a long time
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:
(Just like in the game, you have 40 points to add to whoever categories you choose):
Strength-8
Perception-5
Endurance-8
Charisma-4
Intelligence-7
Agility-3
Luck-5
RP Scenario: (Use the scenario written below)
Time: 3:18 P.M.
Location: 27 miles South of Seattle.
As you're walking north along a desolate highway to a few hundred meters ahead you can see 2 large black birds circling in the sky, to the east a few miles off large thunderheads can be seen. Hopeful to avoid the storm you begin to walk a bit more briskly scanning your area to find shelter from the rain. You observe a small light grey smoke plume coming from the median of the highway only a couple hundred meters away. Before approaching the scene you take a quick look in your bag (below is a list of your items). As you approach the scene you can see that it is a Emerald Trading Company Caravan that has been hit, the merchant lies dead near a slaughtered Brahman blood covers his clothing and a box of items is scattered near him. Of the two guards, one lies near a jersey barrier; empty shell casings from the cowboy repeater are scattered around the body. The other guard is struggling to pull himself upright using the one of the carts wheels, his leg has been blown off below the shin and is now nothing but a bloody mix of singed skin and asphalt.
Bag contents:
1x 10mm Pistol
7x 10mm Pistol rounds
1x bottle of dirty water
2x mentants
1x salisbury steak
1x Squirrel on a stick
1x small radio (working)
1x stimpak
1x Half-used first aid kit (missing supplies)
What do you do?: I walk over to the guard with the destroyed leg, asking him what happened. The guard responded with the statement of nothing, unable to talk because of the pain. I decide to end his misery, and shoot him once. I search the area for items, feeling sympathetic for the dead men. I walk to the shack, taking shelter, creating some makeshift barriers, and fall sleep on the ground.
Character biography (At LEAST 2 paragraphs):
Richard was walking with his motley group, talking about each other, when he realized that a woman asked him about where he came from. Richard stopped in his tracks a moment, before giving a toothy grin, walking again
“Well, you see now, that’s an interesting question. I had a family; we lived in a nice ol’ town with about 5 other families. We held the town, or at least the remnants, against raiders and the such for a while. I was about 19, well off considering the current predicament, when a few young girls came to the entrance, begging for shelter and food and water. They looked like they were going to die there and then, so we let them in, and gave them some supplies to help them get on their feet and a roof to sleep under.”
He looks around at the group, pausing ominously, them all looking at him as they walk, when he began again
“They stayed for two more days, and then said that they would leave the next day. Oh boy, did we not see the irony in that. That night, when we were all sleeping after a meeting, we heard the sound of the makeshift gates opening, and we went to see why it was opening at such a late time. Low and Behold, the two guards there were killed, stabbed, and a large group of men came in, killing almost everyone there. I ran off, escaping, and wandered for a little while, surviving by myself, until I joined you guys.”
They continued walking along the small path, chatting amongst themselves, although Richard wasn’t listening, he was just thinking of the past…
The ends justifies the means
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Age: 14
How did you find us: 11lucy123
Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Rashnak Bloodswinger
Race: Red Orc
Age: 27
Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Warrior/Bodyguard
Appearance: A tall, 6”5 Red Orc with large canines and a single ponytail, with the common black hair and plate armor. He is extremely buff with a large endurance span.
Personality Traits: He is brutish, aggressive, and a dominating figure. He is not the brightest of the group, although he is not a complete idiot. He is quick to anger and rage.
Character Strengths: Strong, buff; skilled with most weapons; Has no care for personal safety; No Morals;
Character Weaknesses: Unintelligent; Small temper; Has no care for personal safety; No Morals;
Backstory:
Rashnak was born into a fierce tribe of nomadic Red Orcs. He was trained in the arts of war, in the ways of most conventional weapons, and one other, the one he personally chose as his favorite. That was the flail. His father taught him the ways of a nomad as a child, so he could continue in the clan. He lived a relatively normal life of a powerful and large orc, until one day…
Rashnak was 21 when he was out for a hunt by himself to bring some food back for his clan. He soon heard noise nearby, and all of a sudden he was finding himself falling, sleepy and bleeding slightly in his arm. He woke up a few hours later, and found himself in a small camp, full of desert tribals, and he has free reign. He was very confused, and quite tired, when he came upon a great rage at these humans, and went to attack them with his flail, which he found was still on his person, as well as his armor. He was about to attack a group when he found himself unable to do anything but stop, unable to do anything that would harm the humans. He turned around, to see the witch doctor of the clan, bald, and with gold earrings. He was quickly told what had happened to him, to his confusion, and that the witch doctor’s name was Ordolo. He was to be the witch doctor’s eternal bodyguard, unable to do anything he was told not to do.
One day, the clan was attacked, and some of the clansmen were taking to be sold as slaves. Rashnak was taken and chained, tortured and abused. He was saved when the others were liberated, and followed Ordolo around until Ordolo arrived at Alnilam, and came shortly after….
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Age: 14
How did you find us: 11lucy123
Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Laegon Wintershadow
Race: Snow Elf
Age: 27
Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Mage:
Appearance: A few inches taller than the average human height, very pale; about the same as a normal Snow Elf, nothing special physically, lean but not buff
Personality Traits: Intelligent, curious to the point of being slightly dangerous to himself and others, silver tongue, a little bit of a ladies man; Sometimes seen as slightly weird;
Character Strengths: Intelligent; Silver Tongue; Magical Powers; Good Morals;
Shadow Communication: Laegon can communicate with shadows, talk with them, as well as make them find out information, because they can listen in to communcations. The drawback is that the shadows can do no physical harm, and Laegon cannot hold a conversation with shadows for a prolonged amount of time, limiting how much he can use his power.
Character Weaknesses: Not muscular; No skill with any weapons; Prideful, can get angered quickly if anyone takes away his pride
Backstory: Laegon Wintershadow was born to a typical family in the northern lands of most Snow Elves, in a large town, but not so large as a city. He loved to wonder the streets, alone and with other Elves, mostly Snow Elves. His parents were quite busy, and they allowed him a fair amount of freedom, but with the normal limits of a young kid, such as a curfew. He followed the rules well enough, and he acted as a normal kid, minus some odd questions he asked his parents. They never expected anything special from him, and he grew up with that in mind.
Eventually, his father began to show him some of his books, almost all of them on the family history. The family had an important tradition of keeping the legacy of the Wintershadow alive, and Laegon was next in line to carry that burden. One day, at about 14 years old, he came upon a part about his great-grandfather, a well-known mage and well-respected person. Laegon was fascinated by his great-grandfather, and read about him as much as he could, and asked his father about him. One day, he discovered through a book he found in the town library that his great-grandfather's power was the ability to communicate with shadows, and use them to gain information. He soon began to wonder why his parents, and his grandparents, didn't have the power. His infinite curiosity made him think about whether he might have the power, and asked his father. His father said he did not think so, but gave him a book written about the shadows his great-grandfather knew. He studied the book, and began to practice summoning shadows his grandfather knew. He soon found out, to his great surprise and joy, he had inherited the power. He showed his parents, who were proud and overjoyed that he had the power, but some of his friends found him a freak and out-cast. But some were accepting of it, so he lived a mixed life with his fellow peers.
One day, Laegon was talking with a shadow, his favorite, Minuos, when Minuos told him that the power was an extremely powerful one that could be developed even further. He decided that being in the town of his parents was not going to help grow the power he had at his disposal, and he made the decision of going out on his own. He told his parents good bye, he left them with a few of his belongings on his back, and went around for a few months, and after turning 27, found Alnilam
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Age: 14
How did you find us: 11lucy123
Extra Info: (Skype and such) Skype: cvmv2000 although I'll only be on the weekends currently for Skype
Character Name: Laegon Wintershadow
Race: Snow Elf
Age: 27
Class: (warrior, mage, farmer, etc) Mage: Hexes/Curses
Appearance: A few inches taller than the average human height, very pale; about the same as a normal Snow Elf, nothing special physically, lean but not buff
Personality Traits: Intelligent, curious to the point of being slightly dangerous to himself and others, silver tongue, a little bit of a ladies man; Always seen as slightly weird;
Character Strengths: Intelligent; Silver Tongue; Magical Powers; Good Morals;
Hexes: Has the ability to make hexes on people, essentially cursing them so they will have to deal with the outcome of whatever. It can be from anything as simple as having a constant cough for the rest of their life, to physically weakening them for periods of time. The weakness of this ability is that Laegon takes a long time to chant the hex, so in the process of doing so is severely limited in what he can do as he chants it, as it takes almost all of his concentration.
Character Weaknesses: Not muscular; No skill with any weapons; Prideful, can get angered quickly if anyone takes away his pride
Backstory: Laegon Wintershadow was born to a typical family in the northern lands of most Snow Elves, in a large town, but not so large as a city. He loved to wonder the streets, alone and with other Elves, mostly Snow Elves. His parents were quite busy, and they allowed him a fair amount of freedom, but with the normal limits of a young kid, such as a curfew. He followed the rules well enough, and he acted as a normal kid, minus some odd questions he asked his parents. They never expected anything special from him, and he grew up with that in mind.
Eventually, his father began to show him some of his books, almost all of them on the family history. The family had an important tradition of keeping the legacy of the Wintershadow alive, and Laegon was next in line to carry that burden. One day, at about 14 years old, he came upon a part about his great-grandfather, a well-known mage and well-respected person. Laegon was fascinated by his great-grandfather, and read about him as much as he could, and asked his father about him. One day, he discovered through a book he found in the town library that his great-grandfather's power was the ability to hex someone. He soon began to wonder why his parents, and his grandparents, didn't have the power. His infinite curiosity made him think about whether he might have the power, and asked his father. His father said he did not think so, but gave him a book written about the hexes his great-grandfather knew. He studied the book, and began to practice some of the hexes. He soon found out, to his great surprise and joy, he had inherited the power. He showed his parents, who were proud and overjoyed that he had the power, but some of his friends found him a freak and out-cast. But some were accepting of it, so he lived a mixed life with his fellow peers.
One day, Laegon was practicing some new hexes he had developed through intense study and practice, when he found out his power was an extremely powerful one, that could be developed even further. He decided that being in the town of his parents was not going to help grow the power he had at his disposal, and he made the decision of going out on his own. He told his parents good bye, he left them with a few of his belongings on his back, and went around for a few months, and after turning 27, found Alnilam....
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Minecraft Name: H0b0_J0e
Character Name: Kyndmryn
Are you aware that having an accepted Evils application does not make you above any of the rules, particularly powergaming and realistic roleplay?: I am 100%
Clearly define the abilities/traits you are applying for and explain why you need them: Forging of royal money, because he has the skill after taking time to learn how to forge money as well as studying the arcos Rply, and because his lifestyle has led to his want to do this.
Describe your character’s personality: Is generally a jolly, joking dwarf but can and will become serious as the time arises, gets angry and acts rashly sometimes, but usually keeps a clear head.
What is your character’s alignment? (Chaotic Evil, Lawful good, ect.): He was Chaotic Evil, but is slowly turning Lawful good, with some habits still in Chaotic Evil (Hence the single skill he is still using)
What are your character's strengths/weaknesses?:
Strengths- Intelligent, extremely good with words and oratory, attention to detail in everything from speaking to physical things, and a large muscle mass.
Weaknesses-Can be slightly twisted at times, bad coordination when it comes to moving and fighting, and slow, he also rarely wears armor as he tries not to use fighting as his way to deal with problems
How did your character become evil?: Because of Kyndmryn’s childhood and life he chose for himself, he became a criminal who used smarts and trickery, and occasionally force to make a living for himself and his partners, but betrayed or left many of them, living like a nomad from town to town, city to city, until he ended up here.
What will your character do on a daily basis?: He will help around the city to keep up his appearance as a good, trustful dwarf. He plans on becoming squire to help that appearance, as well as gaining the benefits of a higher rank, and better connections.
What moral boundaries does your character have, if any?: He is attempting to fix his life, so he doesn’t plan on doing it rampantly or as a lifestyle, it’s more of a skill he’s picked up since his travels and upbringing
Please provide your character’s biography: Kyndmryn was born into a very large family of dwarves who worked as miners. He had 3 sisters and 12 brothers, and he was right smack in the middle, being the 7th son. He discovered early on that he didn’t have the benefit of being the eldest of the brothers, or the benefits of being the youngest and because of that was often overlooked in his childhood. If he got in a fight with any younger brothers he would get yelled at for hurting the younglings, and he would lose every fight with any older brother. He then decided that the only way to survive would be to avoid fights in general, and would talk to himself and try to find the weaknesses in his words to find the best way to talk his way out of bad situations.
It worked surprisingly well, and he decided that maybe he could make a living off of it. He wasn’t any good at the majority of the typical dwarf jobs, especially mining, but his parents didn’t care as they rarely ever paid attention to him anyways. One day he went out and talked to a dwarf who had stopped by the town where he lived and convinced him to give a few coins to him by making up a sob story. When the dwarf almost noticed his true story before he left, Kyndmryn decided that it wasn’t smart to let the person know who you are, and stole some clothes, making a costume of sorts.
He continued to repeat the process until everyone knew that whoever the person wearing the costume was a trickster. He was then 26, and decided that it was time to go and make his own mark, believing that his family wouldn’t care less, as he always refused to make connections. He then set off with a couple bags of coins, a couple bags of fake bags of coins, his costume with many hidden pockets, a dagger that he couldn’t use for the life of him, and his most powerful weapon, his tongue. He wondered for a year, then came here, looking forward to all the full pockets he can ‘borrow forever’ from….
Scenarios: These have no particular outcome, and are to see how your character would act. Please answer these as accurately, and descriptively as possible.
Scenario 1 You are walking down a road outside of Kurgan’s hold and spot a man and a woman walking down the road towards you. The man has a sheathed sword, along with a satchel. The woman is wearing a nice dress, and doesn’t appear to be carrying anything. As they near you you notice a young boy walking close behind them. What do you do?
Kyndmryn walks past them, giving them no attention, as there is no point in trying to do anything with a family in a road without a high chance of something going wrong. The family would glance at the dwarf as he walks by, not giving him much attention either.
Scenario 2 You walk into town and notice their is a large crowd of people gathered, upon closer look you notice the king is standing on a platform above them with two royal guards at his side, speaking about a very important affair. Everyone seems to have their attention on him.
Kyndmryn walks into the crowd, getting as close as possible without standing out, and carefully puts away the information, for selling or bartering of information, or someone he could use in a future plot if need be.
Scenario 3 You and a friend are sitting in the local inn, it is quite crowded this evening and you are a few drinks in.
A man walks up and starts shouting you are in his seat. He slams his bottle onto the counter and points the sharp glass at your friend.
Kyndmryn would tell the man that you are right, and that they are sorry for taking his seat. He would quickly grab his friend to let the man sit down, and picks up their drinks, as there is no point in losing the money and time. If the man continued to complain Kyndmryn would talk the man out of it, trying to explain why they’re sorry, ending up with confusing the man to the point where he gives up.
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Minecraft username:H0b0_J0e (all the o’s are zeroes)
What is your age:14
What is your timezone: EST
What experience do you have in roleplaying?:roleplaying in minecraft for a little more than a year, and some mmo’s dabbled in here or there
Have you read, understood, and accepted the rules?:Yes
What is the rule you agree with the most?: -Anything you construct MUST make sense according to the era (medieval/dark ages). For example, you may not have an underground farm. --- The feel of some servers are ruined when there are buildings and constructions that make no sense whatsoever, and it’s great to see that this will be avoided
How did you find the server?: A friend told me about it, lukemacu
Why should you be whitelisted?: 1. I have enough free time to be an active participant on the server 2. I can contribute to the server positively and be beneficial to all on it
Define powergaming: Powergaming is when someone forces their action on another. E.G. “I cut your head off in one slice, instantly killing you and robbing your body.”
Define metagaming: Metagaming is when you use information found while Out Of Character and using it while In Character
Who was the first king of Redania?: Kurgan D’Arco
Why did the great dwarven kingdom collapse?: an orb was brought to the dwarven king who warned his people to hide it because it had great darkness in it, but the next king took it for himself, making himself crazy that eventually spread to his subjects, destroying the dwarven kingdom through internal strife.
Who are the Jarr?: A race of dark skinned elves that lived in the desert, but were afflicted by a plague and had to become nomads, before being found by the Redanians and being brought back to the main continent to interbreed until the darkness in their skin eventually left them completely.
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Character Name: Kyndmryn
Character Age: 27
Character Gender: Male
Character Race, human/elf/dwarf (or a mix): Dwarf
Character Appearance (Facial features, build, clothing, etc): long brown hair with a beard braided into two, dark blue eyes of the same color, wears a blue hat with matching shirt and pants as well as metal boots. You can tell he keeps his clothes relatively clean, and has a muscular build, albeit not as much as most dwarves.
Character Personality (How your character acts): He has average strength and can take a fair amount of punishment, but he has bad speed and horrid coordination. He also has a ‘snake’s tongue’ who would rather try to bribe or talk his way out of a fight. He is out to gain riches, but secretly he just wants recognition for doing something spectacular, as he was overlooked a lot when he was younger.
Character Strengths/Weaknesses (include skills/abilities in strengths): He is a quick thinker who can think on his feet, but isn’t a good fighter due to his bad coordination, so a quick fighter could easily best him in a fight. He has trust issues as well because of the harsh family conditions he grew up in. He also can be easily influenced if you can convince him that what he will do is special and make famous.
Character Biography (Must be at least three paragraphs in length, include any memorable events):
Kyndmryn was born into a very large family of dwarves who worked as miners. He had 3 sisters and 12 brothers, and he was right smack in the middle, being the 7th son. He discovered early on that he didn’t have the benefit of being the eldest of the brothers, or the benefits of being the youngest and because of that was often overlooked in his childhood. If he got in a fight with any younger brothers he would get yelled at for hurting the younglings, and he would lose every fight with any older brother. He then decided that the only way to survive would be to avoid fights in general, and would talk to himself and try to find the weaknesses in his words to find the best way to talk his way out of bad situations.
It worked surprisingly well, and he decided that maybe he could make a living off of it. He wasn’t any good at the majority of the typical dwarf jobs, especially mining, but his parents didn’t care as they rarely ever paid attention to him anyways. One day he went out and talked to a dwarf who had stopped by the town where he lived and convinced him to give a few coins to him by making up a sob story. When the dwarf almost noticed his true story before he left, Kyndmryn decided that it wasn’t smart to let the person know who you are, and stole some clothes, making a costume of sorts.
He continued to repeat the process until everyone knew that whoever the person wearing the costume was a trickster. He was then 26, and decided that it was time to go and make his own mark, believing that his family wouldn’t care less, as he always refused to make connections. He then set off with a couple bags of coins, a couple bags of fake bags of coins, his costume with many hidden pockets, a dagger that he couldn’t use for the life of him, and his most powerful weapon, his tongue. He wondered for a year, then came here, looking forward to all the full pockets he can ‘borrow forever’ from….
Scenarios:
1. You are traveling along the roads of Redania when a bandit jumps out in front of you. He claims several of his fellows are hiding in the brush beside the road, and if you value your life, to drop all the valuables you possess.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc)
Kyndmryn falls flat on his face as the bandit jumps in front of him. He stands as the bandit claims he has more men in the brush. Kyndmryn pulls out his pants pockets that are empty and says, “I have nothing of worth to you or me, as you can see!” He then looks down and sees that a gold coin fell out of one of his many pockets hidden in his shirt when he fell down, and he looks up, not showing any emotion. As the bandit approaches him, Kyndmryn punches him in the gut and pulls out a small dagger, but is clumsily holding it, and says with an air of confidence as well as smiling, “I took many a dagger class bandit, so tell your men to come out, why don’t ya?” Then the bandit runs off as he does not want to fight a dwarf who claims to be a skilled dagger fighter. Kyndmryn grins and picks up the coin, walking off from the scene.
2. You are inside a small inn enjoying a tankard of ale when an obviously intoxicated ( -drunk) man stumbles into you. He gestures at you rudely and tells you to watch where you’re going.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc)
Kyndmryn looks up at the man as he fell, and says, “Why good sir I am so sorry I ran into you! In fact, I am so sorry I will buy you another tankard, maybe we can talk about how I can be more careful next time, eh?” He then yells to the barkeeper to buy him and the man another tankard and sits back down at the bar, silently cursing about his god-forsaken coordination.
3. You are at the market when you come upon a stall selling some particularly interesting wares. You decide to buy one, and the owner of the stall names a rather outrageous price.
What do you do? (Enact roleplay; conversation, actions, etc)
Kyndmryn pulls out a bag of gold, and shakes it around to show the merchant the money, and tosses it to the merchant, grabbing the item he just bought with his money and says, “Thanks.” He then walks off quickly, chuckling to himself as he just bought the item with a bag full of worthless pieces of circular metal.
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Skype;cvmv2000
Age;14
Time Zone;EST
PVP clan Experience; Vortex Guild
Role Play Experience; TFOK, Xenos, Esteria, Erecia
What can you do to help the EAF?; I can help with leadership and increase the fun of the clan. I can also do many logistical and administrative things.
codeword; guard
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yeah man, I'm all for it Skype: cvmv2000
Edit: My 100th post
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Age: 14
Reason you wish to enter the Beta Week: I LOVE these kinds of servers, and would like to help you guys fix some problems if there are any.
Previous Server Experience: Xenos, Arisis, Lord of the Craft, Aresis
Previous RP Experience: Lord of the Craft, 1920 Eurasia RP
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2. Do Not Hack (no x-ray or other third-party programs)
3. Do not Grief Anyone Else's Stuff
4. Do Not Spam
5. Do not steal
6. Use Common Sense
7.No Advertising
Punishments will depend on severity.
What The Server has for you.
Builder Application
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Title/Subject: [IGN] Builder Application
Minecraft IGN:
Skype (optional but strongly recommended:
Age:
Building Skill (1-10):
How well do you know WorldEdit, WorldGuard, Etc. (1-10):
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