IGN: Jblaze1
Field/job applying for: Artist
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(if writer)Pen name:
experience in job: Well, I don't have much experience, but I've loved to draw since I was young and I've gotten pretty darn good at it.
notes: It's really fun to draw trees. Trust me.
It was aproaching five on a dreary Monday. My family and I were comming home from our Alaskan vacation after a week. We were soppost to be ariving in Seattle, and then take another plane to Manchester. From what I could tell, we were somewhere up north; perhaps southern Yukon.
" Hey, Mum, I'm gonna go see what's taking my sprite so long.
" Ok Steve, don't be to long, some of the people on this plane seem pretty shady. " my mum said as she gazed over at a man with a long, white beard and a face full of scars.
I wondered through the plane, looking for the connsesion cart. No luck. Thirsty, I just back to my seat.
" Couldn't find anyone. You got a bottle of water I can have? "
" Nope. "
Damn, I thought. I went rummaging through my bag and the piolet starter speaking.
" Attention, we are experiencing extreeme turbulance. Please remain seated, and calm. "
Well great, weather problems.
About two hours passed. The weather cleared out, and I started to doze of. Suddenly a loud bang wakes me up.
" What was that? " I asked my Mum.
" I think it was t- " I never heard the rest of her sentance because at that exact moment a bold of lightning struck the plane, probably the gas tank and it burst into peices. A huge gap in the side of the plane started sucking everything. People were screaming, including me. I clung onto my seat, but the wind was to strong. It pulled me out of the seat, into the air, where I then plummeted to my doom...
Chapter 2
Limbo. In between life and death. A feeling of joy and depression. Nothing but darkness and light. Time is meaningless.
" I think hes... "
" ... breathing... "
" lets ditch... "
" ... you want, I'm staying... "
" ... Never live... "
" The creepers will get... "
I swear I heard faint voices, but I wasn't sure. I started seeing everything all blurred.
" Ughhh "
My vision was completly cleared- in my left eye. I could see nothing in my right eye which was open.
" Hey, kid, you there? "
" Mrruhhh ye-yes... "
" Thank Notch, I thought you were dead! "
" Close to i-it... "
" You've been out for a while. Thought you would never come back. Same as the two others. "
Wa-wait... how many survi-surv-survivors were there... "
" I'll answer your questions later. You need to rest.
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For rank up: Treezus
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Minecraft IGN: Treezus
Age: (Don't lie about it!): 16
Maturity Level: (1-10): 8.5
How long you have been playing Minecraft: Since January of 2011 (I think it was beta 1.2)
UHC Experience Level: (1-10): 6
Tell me a bit about yourself: I'm a swell guy
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•Age:12
•Minecraft Experience: Oh, I've been playing for about 11 months. I've become a very good builder and an ok survivalist.
•Country of Origin: United States of America
•Optional Info: I love drawing and most other medias of art.
•Have you read the rules?: %yes%
•Server Ambition: I just want to survive and become a very good architect on the server.
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Field/job applying for: Artist
Age(optional):
(if writer)Pen name:
experience in job: Well, I don't have much experience, but I've loved to draw since I was young and I've gotten pretty darn good at it.
notes: It's really fun to draw trees. Trust me.
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It was aproaching five on a dreary Monday. My family and I were comming home from our Alaskan vacation after a week. We were soppost to be ariving in Seattle, and then take another plane to Manchester. From what I could tell, we were somewhere up north; perhaps southern Yukon.
" Hey, Mum, I'm gonna go see what's taking my sprite so long.
" Ok Steve, don't be to long, some of the people on this plane seem pretty shady. " my mum said as she gazed over at a man with a long, white beard and a face full of scars.
I wondered through the plane, looking for the connsesion cart. No luck. Thirsty, I just back to my seat.
" Couldn't find anyone. You got a bottle of water I can have? "
" Nope. "
Damn, I thought. I went rummaging through my bag and the piolet starter speaking.
" Attention, we are experiencing extreeme turbulance. Please remain seated, and calm. "
Well great, weather problems.
About two hours passed. The weather cleared out, and I started to doze of. Suddenly a loud bang wakes me up.
" What was that? " I asked my Mum.
" I think it was t- " I never heard the rest of her sentance because at that exact moment a bold of lightning struck the plane, probably the gas tank and it burst into peices. A huge gap in the side of the plane started sucking everything. People were screaming, including me. I clung onto my seat, but the wind was to strong. It pulled me out of the seat, into the air, where I then plummeted to my doom...
Chapter 2
Limbo. In between life and death. A feeling of joy and depression. Nothing but darkness and light. Time is meaningless.
" I think hes... "
" ... breathing... "
" lets ditch... "
" ... you want, I'm staying... "
" ... Never live... "
" The creepers will get... "
I swear I heard faint voices, but I wasn't sure. I started seeing everything all blurred.
" Ughhh "
My vision was completly cleared- in my left eye. I could see nothing in my right eye which was open.
" Hey, kid, you there? "
" Mrruhhh ye-yes... "
" Thank Notch, I thought you were dead! "
" Close to i-it... "
" You've been out for a while. Thought you would never come back. Same as the two others. "
Wa-wait... how many survi-surv-survivors were there... "
" I'll answer your questions later. You need to rest.