In the submission form, one of the fields is"Your Youtube Channel." Do we have to have one? I do actually have a channel, however I made it accidentally.
Although this may seem a bit simple to some people, what I would do is just hook up a ton of 1/0 generators up to each other and have a binary to decimal converter.
I haven't and will not download this texture pack because my computer can't handle anything above 32X, but this texture pack is simply AMAZING! Diamonds for you!
I've been looking for a while for an RNG with a customizable min/max for random map selection on my no-plugin PvP server so that I can get new arenas without getting a new genertator, but with a small 0/1 generator like this I can just hook up as many as I want to each other and easily add more for new arenas. Thanks!
This has some good maps, including detailed maps of some cities. http://lindefirion.net/maps/
You should also do more of Middle Earth than just the area where the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings took place.
Bug name: Pistons are sometimes extended and contracted at the same time without a redstone signal Version: snapshot 13w03a Details:I was making this: . It is a device that transports minecarts at 30 blocks per second with pistons. When I turned it off, I noticed that some pistons were extended. I went over to see where the signal activating them was coming from and found that there was none. Then I noticed that the piston base block appeared to be a contracted piston, but the piston extension block was still there in front of it. I tried activating and deactivating my machine and noticed that even with a signal the piston base was still contracted and the piston extension was still there. I realized that this was probably because piston extensions were immovable. When I smashed the extension, the piston re-extended. However, when I turned it off again it was the same way it was before. System: Windows 7 Image:
Game username:Lord_Anonymous_R
Age:15
Country:U.S.A.
Why you do want to join this server?: Post-apocalyptic goodness
How many friends will you bring to aid your survival?: Between 2 and 4.
Out of Character (OOC)
Minecraft account name:Lord_Anonymous_R
Country of Residence and Time Zone:U.S.A., Eastern time
Do you have any experience roleplaying? Yes. I used to play Runescape and WoW a lot, I have played on an RP server and I play a lot of adventure maps.
Why are you applying? I often see my friends playing post-apocalyptic servers and I wanted to try one. Also I like serious RP servers the best. Ones with lore this good are usually amazing.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? I have been banned once because my friend is a bad admin and was in a bad mood.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes.
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? No.
Will you use Last Days texture pack? Yes.
In Character (IC)
Name: Rasder
Faction (Optional): None, used to be a vault dweller, is friends with stranded
How old is your character: 23
How does your character act? Reclusive, purposeful, intelligent, slightly secretive.
Does your character have any family or close friends? No.
Is your character educated (Read and write)? Yes.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? Redstone, Archery. A dead shot when sniping. If he misses, he's probably just finding range.
Does your character have any weaknesses? Bad at farming, isn't great at mining.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The tear, steins
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): Sorry I ended this abruptly, I felt that I was getting a bit carried away.
Rasder was born as a vault dweller. There, before realizing that they were mostly xenophobic jerks, he learned how to use basic redstone components. Although he had a very small amount of supplies, he made some pretty interesting stuff. A lot of people, though, just said something along the lines of "That's interesting. Now stop bugging me, redstone is useless in today's world. So he started tinkering less and less, but still did it in his spare time.
One night, after a few particularly vicious nights of mutant attacks, a lone stranded came to his vault. He had some news of outside, if the vault dwellers would let him come in. They told him they would not until he gave them the news. Glancing over his shoulder, he screamed "THERE ARE TONS OF CREATURES COMING!" At this time Rasder was 18 and it was his fourth time ever on guard duty. All of the other guards just stood and watched as the mutants gruesomely killed the man outside. Rasder was the only one making any move to help. Rasder immediately went to the restroom and barfed. Then he grabbed some food, hid it in his jumpsuit and came out.
Although they may not have cared about the stranded dying, several guards did have to go out, because monsters at the door are monsters at the door. So they went outside. However, Rasder was told to stay inside. So he pulled the body of the stranded inside and looted the corpse. He took its clothes and found a letter labeled IMPORTANT. He wore his clothes, hid the body in the snack cabinet and asked his friend (at the time) to take guard duty for him wearing his jumpsuit. He snuck out during the fight.
The first half night was the hardest. He realized that it was going to be immediately after leaving. While defending the gate he had only ever seen a few other than tonight. Even that was nothing compared to what was past all the walls, doors, gates and miles of rock of the vault. He had never even dreamed of this many of anything, especially not monsters. Another disconcerting thing to him about the surface was all the space.He mostly hid under a hollow tree while munching nervously on snack food. In the morning he traveled on the path that the mutants and presumably the stranded man had come from. Eventually he came to some hills. He saw in them a small village.
Entering the village he saw a thriving little community, with farms, people trading, cows mooing, butchers chasing mooing cows and plenty other things. But he saw clearly the marks of war in this place. Huge swaths of destroyed crops where a mob of mutants had come through. A building with the door knocked down and furniture toppled. People with scars all over. Freshly dug graves. Not knowing where to go amidst all this unhappiness and the happiness used to mask it, he loudly cleared his throat.
"Ahem."
All the villagers looked at him.
"I am Rasder, of the nearby vault."
The looks grew more hostile. He heard a clanking sound on the other side of a building.
"I come in peace."
The villagers seemed skeptical.
He held up the letter. "Last night, one of your people came. He was killed, but I found this letter, snuck out and decided to come here."
A few villagers glanced over at the place he heard the clanking.
"All right, all right, I'm comin'." said a voice. The clanking stopped. A blacksmith walked around the side. "All right, what've we got here? Androids come to warn us that they're gonna come soon? Vaulties want our food"
The butcher came and said "This man, more of a boy really, came an said that Henry was killed by mutants and so he took Henry's letter back here,"
The blacksmith shoved Rasder roughly and said "Well ya know what, little man? Huh? Here's what: All we know is that we send Henry over as a messenger and you come back wearin' HIS clothes, with HIS letter, sayin' that the mutants did 'im in. Ya know what that looks like? Huh? And another thing: I thought you folks was always braggin' that they never came that far down. So how'd ya find the body when you never come up that far? Far enough up for the Mutants to come? Ya never show ya stinkin' little faces whenever sumthin' is goin' wrong! The seige of my smithy three years ago, with everybody in the village huddled inside? Ya cowards hid safe in ya hole! Like a rabbit! Where were you when..." his ranting and raving continued incomprehensibly as the circle of villagers closed in tightly in on Rasder. "Wait! I can explain! I can..." He suddenly felt nothing but pain and saw nothing but darkness.
When he awoke, before even knowing what it was he was looking at or where he was, the first thing he thought was "Whoa! that's cool!" without even knowing why. As he gathered his wits, he saw that he was looking at a large metal humanoid thing. It had one red eye and huge arms. It waddled off. Now lacking anything interesting, Rasder turned his thoughts to things a normal person would do first, such as where he was, what he was tied to and why. He was on top of a cobblestone structure, tied to a battlement. "Why am I here?" he called.
"Because you killed Henry." came a call from below him.
"All right, here's what happened: Henry comes. Mutants come. Other guards won't let me let him in. Mutants mercilessly kill. I am horrified with other vault dwellers' meanness. I decide that it would probably be best for me if I stopped letting them 'teach' me. I leave. I come to tell you."
"Yeah, right."
Rasder then found that because of the nature of battlements, he could just slip the rope off of the battlement. Rasder then found that it hurt to move. "This is what they wanted, isn't it." he thought. After managing to turn around to see where in the village he was, he saw that it was sunset. "Uh-oh." he thought.
As the sky grew darker, mutants came out. They chased the villagers. The metal things chased them. A mutant came up the tower. Although previously he couldn't move, in a mad effort for survival Rasder suddenly leaped up and FALCON PAWNCHed the mutant. He then went and killed mutants. After he told his story more thoroughly the villagers believed him. He became a factionless wanderer, but was still friends with the stranded.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs): Can the what happened in the village in the backstory count?
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: Long dirty red jacket, dirty blue shirt, black pants, goggles.
I slept with a cow.
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You should also do more of Middle Earth than just the area where the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings took place.
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Version: snapshot 13w03a
Details:I was making this: . It is a device that transports minecarts at 30 blocks per second with pistons. When I turned it off, I noticed that some pistons were extended. I went over to see where the signal activating them was coming from and found that there was none. Then I noticed that the piston base block appeared to be a contracted piston, but the piston extension block was still there in front of it. I tried activating and deactivating my machine and noticed that even with a signal the piston base was still contracted and the piston extension was still there. I realized that this was probably because piston extensions were immovable. When I smashed the extension, the piston re-extended. However, when I turned it off again it was the same way it was before.
System: Windows 7
Image:
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Age:15
Country:U.S.A.
Why you do want to join this server?: Post-apocalyptic goodness
How many friends will you bring to aid your survival?: Between 2 and 4.
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Minecraft account name:Lord_Anonymous_R
Country of Residence and Time Zone:U.S.A., Eastern time
Do you have any experience roleplaying? Yes. I used to play Runescape and WoW a lot, I have played on an RP server and I play a lot of adventure maps.
Why are you applying? I often see my friends playing post-apocalyptic servers and I wanted to try one. Also I like serious RP servers the best. Ones with lore this good are usually amazing.
Have you ever been banned and if so why? I have been banned once because my friend is a bad admin and was in a bad mood.
Do you agree with the rules? Yes.
Will you destroy/steal/grief admin created structures? No.
Will you use Last Days texture pack? Yes.
In Character (IC)
Name: Rasder
Faction (Optional): None, used to be a vault dweller, is friends with stranded
How old is your character: 23
How does your character act? Reclusive, purposeful, intelligent, slightly secretive.
Does your character have any family or close friends? No.
Is your character educated (Read and write)? Yes.
Does your character have any special skills or proficiencies? Redstone, Archery. A dead shot when sniping. If he misses, he's probably just finding range.
Does your character have any weaknesses? Bad at farming, isn't great at mining.
Does your character hate or fear anything? The tear, steins
Your character’s story so far (At LEAST 5 paragraphs): Sorry I ended this abruptly, I felt that I was getting a bit carried away.
Rasder was born as a vault dweller. There, before realizing that they were mostly xenophobic jerks, he learned how to use basic redstone components. Although he had a very small amount of supplies, he made some pretty interesting stuff. A lot of people, though, just said something along the lines of "That's interesting. Now stop bugging me, redstone is useless in today's world. So he started tinkering less and less, but still did it in his spare time.
One night, after a few particularly vicious nights of mutant attacks, a lone stranded came to his vault. He had some news of outside, if the vault dwellers would let him come in. They told him they would not until he gave them the news. Glancing over his shoulder, he screamed "THERE ARE TONS OF CREATURES COMING!" At this time Rasder was 18 and it was his fourth time ever on guard duty. All of the other guards just stood and watched as the mutants gruesomely killed the man outside. Rasder was the only one making any move to help. Rasder immediately went to the restroom and barfed. Then he grabbed some food, hid it in his jumpsuit and came out.
Although they may not have cared about the stranded dying, several guards did have to go out, because monsters at the door are monsters at the door. So they went outside. However, Rasder was told to stay inside. So he pulled the body of the stranded inside and looted the corpse. He took its clothes and found a letter labeled IMPORTANT. He wore his clothes, hid the body in the snack cabinet and asked his friend (at the time) to take guard duty for him wearing his jumpsuit. He snuck out during the fight.
The first half night was the hardest. He realized that it was going to be immediately after leaving. While defending the gate he had only ever seen a few other than tonight. Even that was nothing compared to what was past all the walls, doors, gates and miles of rock of the vault. He had never even dreamed of this many of anything, especially not monsters. Another disconcerting thing to him about the surface was all the space.He mostly hid under a hollow tree while munching nervously on snack food. In the morning he traveled on the path that the mutants and presumably the stranded man had come from. Eventually he came to some hills. He saw in them a small village.
Entering the village he saw a thriving little community, with farms, people trading, cows mooing, butchers chasing mooing cows and plenty other things. But he saw clearly the marks of war in this place. Huge swaths of destroyed crops where a mob of mutants had come through. A building with the door knocked down and furniture toppled. People with scars all over. Freshly dug graves. Not knowing where to go amidst all this unhappiness and the happiness used to mask it, he loudly cleared his throat.
"Ahem."
All the villagers looked at him.
"I am Rasder, of the nearby vault."
The looks grew more hostile. He heard a clanking sound on the other side of a building.
"I come in peace."
The villagers seemed skeptical.
He held up the letter. "Last night, one of your people came. He was killed, but I found this letter, snuck out and decided to come here."
A few villagers glanced over at the place he heard the clanking.
"All right, all right, I'm comin'." said a voice. The clanking stopped. A blacksmith walked around the side. "All right, what've we got here? Androids come to warn us that they're gonna come soon? Vaulties want our food"
The butcher came and said "This man, more of a boy really, came an said that Henry was killed by mutants and so he took Henry's letter back here,"
The blacksmith shoved Rasder roughly and said "Well ya know what, little man? Huh? Here's what: All we know is that we send Henry over as a messenger and you come back wearin' HIS clothes, with HIS letter, sayin' that the mutants did 'im in. Ya know what that looks like? Huh? And another thing: I thought you folks was always braggin' that they never came that far down. So how'd ya find the body when you never come up that far? Far enough up for the Mutants to come? Ya never show ya stinkin' little faces whenever sumthin' is goin' wrong! The seige of my smithy three years ago, with everybody in the village huddled inside? Ya cowards hid safe in ya hole! Like a rabbit! Where were you when..." his ranting and raving continued incomprehensibly as the circle of villagers closed in tightly in on Rasder. "Wait! I can explain! I can..." He suddenly felt nothing but pain and saw nothing but darkness.
When he awoke, before even knowing what it was he was looking at or where he was, the first thing he thought was "Whoa! that's cool!" without even knowing why. As he gathered his wits, he saw that he was looking at a large metal humanoid thing. It had one red eye and huge arms. It waddled off. Now lacking anything interesting, Rasder turned his thoughts to things a normal person would do first, such as where he was, what he was tied to and why. He was on top of a cobblestone structure, tied to a battlement. "Why am I here?" he called.
"Because you killed Henry." came a call from below him.
"All right, here's what happened: Henry comes. Mutants come. Other guards won't let me let him in. Mutants mercilessly kill. I am horrified with other vault dwellers' meanness. I decide that it would probably be best for me if I stopped letting them 'teach' me. I leave. I come to tell you."
"Yeah, right."
Rasder then found that because of the nature of battlements, he could just slip the rope off of the battlement. Rasder then found that it hurt to move. "This is what they wanted, isn't it." he thought. After managing to turn around to see where in the village he was, he saw that it was sunset. "Uh-oh." he thought.
As the sky grew darker, mutants came out. They chased the villagers. The metal things chased them. A mutant came up the tower. Although previously he couldn't move, in a mad effort for survival Rasder suddenly leaped up and FALCON PAWNCHed the mutant. He then went and killed mutants. After he told his story more thoroughly the villagers believed him. He became a factionless wanderer, but was still friends with the stranded.
Provide an example of a role-play situation with some dialog (At least 2 paragraphs): Can the what happened in the village in the backstory count?
Describe what your character looks like and provide a picture of the skin: Long dirty red jacket, dirty blue shirt, black pants, goggles.
I slept with a cow.
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