GUARD APPLICATION
In-game Name: skylermeans
How old are you? 18
What is your timezone? US Pacific
What times can you guard? Any things I should know about?Mostly weekends, definately during breaks
How long have you played on Furnace (DON'T DELETE THIS! DO NOT APPLY IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN PLAYING FOR AT LEAST 7 DAYS): Not quite a while but i think i understand the server well enough to guard it and help the people of this server
What Rank are You in the server?: B prisoner
Do you have experience with prison servers? Which ones?: Killion detention
Do you have experience guarding?:No, but theres a first for everything!
Have you read ALL of the server rules, both guard and prisoner?: Ej11153
Do you have a past of constantly breaking rules on our server? If so, why! Honesty is the best Policy: No
Why should we choose you?I feel that i could help the community as a whole and help provide a better experience for everybody.
IC
Name: RMUD-69BA
Species:Droid
Gender:Null
Age: 2 Days
Personality: Multi use droid is programmed to be friendly unless told to fire upon someone.
Occupation: Robotic Multi-Use Droid
RP Example:
Engineer: Well Rognark! Your droid is finished and ready to be shipped.
Rognark: Good good... Amazon.com is quite the good network to buy droids... Ill expect it in 2 days?
E: Sure, sure thing!
R: Okay well i will be on my way then!
Backstory (Make sure it�s long enough at least 1 decent paragraph): RMUD-69BA Is a multipurpose droid built just 2 days ago. His multi purpose functionality expands far and wide. He can do thigs such as Cook, Butlering, Answer the door for you, Mine for precious metals, Deforest your backyard, And if needed, Defend your home! Brought to you by RobCo Industries.
RMUD-69BA Was built for a man named Rognark. However the day before RMUD was shipped to his house, The man was brutally murdered by bandits. So when he arrived at his house, the bandits stole him and took him to his HQ. One of the bandits said the activation code "Use the force" and this turned RMUD on. He sensed that these were hostile creatures and decimated every one of them. He now spends his days Mining for materials to one day help a sentinent creature who he can work for.
OOC:
IGN: skylermeans
Age: 18
Why do you want to be a part of this server? It looks fantasmic
Have you read the rules?
IC:
Name: Georg Vladiskovski
Age: 24
RP example:
*Walks into a bar*
Georg: Hey 'pubbs'
Bartender: 'Ey well look a' who it is. Georg! Back from Sera eh'?
G: Aye... Indeed.... got my hands dirty for the bones once again.
B: I THOUGHT you said you werent gunna' get involed with none of that business!
G: Of course i wont... I just needed to make some money....
B: Okay just dont get yer'self hurt now Georg...
G: Aww pubbs.... you know i will...
B:...
B: So... you come here for a drink?
Bio: Georg Vladiskovski. A man of few words. Yet enough to fill a book. He was born to a ***** and a drug dealer, lived in the streets of new sera,and his best friend was a mangy hound about the size of a melon.When he was 7, his mother died and his fatrher left him for dead. He decided to take up the dealing game like his father. He sold for 9 years. Made MILLIONS. Eventually he hired more and more people to work under him, 4 years later he became the largest seller of solanum in the country. And the youngest billionaire in the world. However the police force caught onto him. He paid them off. Any rival drug dealers where either recruited or whacked. He decided to take up politics. What a wrong move he made... He became a member of the New Seran congress. But during the night while he was taking a shower, someone stabbed him and lit his house on fire. When he woke up, half bled to death and surrounded by ruins, he wanted to set out a hit on the guy that did this. When he checked his bank, his money was gone. The drug orginization crumbled, and he dropped out of the senate. He hopes one day to take the streets back. That brings us to where we are now...
IGN: skylermeans
Age: 18
Role-Play Exp.: LOTS
Why Us:You look... AMAZING
Time You Can Dedicate: Some weekends, as much as i can.
IC
Name: Georg Vladskovski
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age:23
Appearance: 6'7, dirty blonde hair, face appearing chiseled from stone, blue eyes, piercing nose
Fears: Large open spaces, (Valleys not included) Heights, Spiders
Personality: Quiet, Keeps to himself, not known to be to brave, unless insulted or defending a loved one
Occupation: None officially, but he works for himself or for friends in any of the following: Blacksmith/Miner/Farmer
Skills:Makes a legendary blade, rivalling that of the daedras themselves.
Nickname (Optional): Georg "The Blue" Vladskovski
Example (Add Dialogue): *walks into a bar*
Bartender: Hey blue, come for th' usual im guessin'?
Georg: Nay.... i come for a ... "Package"
Bartender: *peers around* You dont mean-
Georg: Yes i do, keep it down though... dont want the others t'er hear ye'
Bartender: Aye..... *Pulls out a dark, glowing blade*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Born in the heart of the black marsh itself,Georg was born into a slum, with a ***** mother and a ******* father. His father, a heavy drinker, would often come home drunk, and beat his boy half to death. Georg worked long hours in the local pub as a busboy, and when the day came that he saved up 1000$, he put a hit on his father. The next day he recalled it, to do the work himself. WHile his father was drinking he would often get into barfights which gained him a bad appearance. So when word got around of georgs action, It gained him quite a reputation. As he was a Nord born into a beast race country, he did not get payed well, treated fairly, or given any true rights. Every now and then he would get spat on, and chastised about how his "kind" killed and slaved the argonian race ever since they arrived on the boats to the north. After he killed his father, he was able to gain respect in the marsh and eventually becoming one of what the argonians called, a "Swamp Friend".
After his mother died of a rare disease common in the marshes but not lethal to argonians called "Methoplasticasema", or in hist, Achtuli'st (THIS IS NOT A PARENTS DIED, MUST AVENGE THEM RP) Georg, now 20, said goodbye to his "Swamp Friends" and decided to traverse north to his Norse homeland. On the journy he learned many skills from the people he came across and stayed with. Khajeets taught him how to stalk the night, and take a coin purse without being noticed, Bosmer taught him how to wield a bow and arrow, Orcs taught him how to lift weights that would normally crush any other person, Redgaurds taught him how to survive the scorching heat. After two years, he arrived in the province Skyrim. He quickly became friends with the locals. He also decided to take up poltics, after just a few months he was known over half the nation! He served directly under the many Jarls of Skyrim. One day he went to visit his mistress, Mar'jull, an argonian lady who he had to keep secret or his political career would be over in an instant for being involved with a "Beast Race". He came across a cave, and saw a giant reptilian creature. He heard something about them in books of lore, they were called "Dragons". He was fascinated yet scared shitless at the same time at the slumbering beast. He decided to leave the cave immediately. Once he was outside he was ambushed by Argonian assassins. He screamed in the native beast language Hist that he was one of them and he meant no harm. The didn't listen. They took him to khajeet slavers, and loaded him onto a boat headed towardsa land called "Solstheim". He was sent to work in a slave camp until a year later when it was raided by a group of Nords, and he was emancipated. And that brings him to a small nord camp called Welshfork. And this was just the BEGINNING of his adventure... Fus Roh Dah!
Edit: I hope you accept me and enjoyed my story ^.^ I enjoyed writing it as much as i hope you enjoyed reading it. If you dont accept me then oh well i hope you the best wishes. Thank you and godspeed.
Minecraft In Game Name (case sensitive): skylermeans
Where are you from?: Russia
Your age? (if your under 13 do your parents agree to you playing here?):Just 18 a month ago
Have you read and agreed to the rules in the post below? Yes
Did you vote for us? After this post i will
Extra notes?:
How did you hear of Super-Earth?: Forums
Hey arkane im finally back ^^ well i hope to see you again and im sorry i didnt make the .schem... when you make a new official ver ill give ya one. Thx, -skylermeans
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In-game Name: skylermeans
How old are you? 18
What is your timezone? US Pacific
What times can you guard? Any things I should know about?Mostly weekends, definately during breaks
How long have you played on Furnace (DON'T DELETE THIS! DO NOT APPLY IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN PLAYING FOR AT LEAST 7 DAYS): Not quite a while but i think i understand the server well enough to guard it and help the people of this server
What Rank are You in the server?: B prisoner
Do you have experience with prison servers? Which ones?: Killion detention
Do you have experience guarding?:No, but theres a first for everything!
Have you read ALL of the server rules, both guard and prisoner?: Ej11153
Do you have a past of constantly breaking rules on our server? If so, why! Honesty is the best Policy: No
Why should we choose you?I feel that i could help the community as a whole and help provide a better experience for everybody.
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OOC
Minecraft Username: skylermeans
Previous Roleplay Exp: ALOT
IC
Name: RMUD-69BA
Species:Droid
Gender:Null
Age: 2 Days
Personality: Multi use droid is programmed to be friendly unless told to fire upon someone.
Occupation: Robotic Multi-Use Droid
RP Example:
Engineer: Well Rognark! Your droid is finished and ready to be shipped.
Rognark: Good good... Amazon.com is quite the good network to buy droids... Ill expect it in 2 days?
E: Sure, sure thing!
R: Okay well i will be on my way then!
Backstory (Make sure it�s long enough at least 1 decent paragraph): RMUD-69BA Is a multipurpose droid built just 2 days ago. His multi purpose functionality expands far and wide. He can do thigs such as Cook, Butlering, Answer the door for you, Mine for precious metals, Deforest your backyard, And if needed, Defend your home! Brought to you by RobCo Industries.
RMUD-69BA Was built for a man named Rognark. However the day before RMUD was shipped to his house, The man was brutally murdered by bandits. So when he arrived at his house, the bandits stole him and took him to his HQ. One of the bandits said the activation code "Use the force" and this turned RMUD on. He sensed that these were hostile creatures and decimated every one of them. He now spends his days Mining for materials to one day help a sentinent creature who he can work for.
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What group do you want to be (Roman or Vikings): My heritage is with the vikings so this is an obvious one
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IGN: skylermeans
Age: 18
Why do you want to be a part of this server? It looks fantasmic
Have you read the rules?
IC:
Name: Georg Vladiskovski
Age: 24
RP example:
*Walks into a bar*
Georg: Hey 'pubbs'
Bartender: 'Ey well look a' who it is. Georg! Back from Sera eh'?
G: Aye... Indeed.... got my hands dirty for the bones once again.
B: I THOUGHT you said you werent gunna' get involed with none of that business!
G: Of course i wont... I just needed to make some money....
B: Okay just dont get yer'self hurt now Georg...
G: Aww pubbs.... you know i will...
B:...
B: So... you come here for a drink?
Bio: Georg Vladiskovski. A man of few words. Yet enough to fill a book. He was born to a ***** and a drug dealer, lived in the streets of new sera,and his best friend was a mangy hound about the size of a melon.When he was 7, his mother died and his fatrher left him for dead. He decided to take up the dealing game like his father. He sold for 9 years. Made MILLIONS. Eventually he hired more and more people to work under him, 4 years later he became the largest seller of solanum in the country. And the youngest billionaire in the world. However the police force caught onto him. He paid them off. Any rival drug dealers where either recruited or whacked. He decided to take up politics. What a wrong move he made... He became a member of the New Seran congress. But during the night while he was taking a shower, someone stabbed him and lit his house on fire. When he woke up, half bled to death and surrounded by ruins, he wanted to set out a hit on the guy that did this. When he checked his bank, his money was gone. The drug orginization crumbled, and he dropped out of the senate. He hopes one day to take the streets back. That brings us to where we are now...
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IGN: skylermeans
Age: 18
Role-Play Exp.: LOTS
Why Us:You look... AMAZING
Time You Can Dedicate: Some weekends, as much as i can.
IC
Name: Georg Vladskovski
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age:23
Appearance: 6'7, dirty blonde hair, face appearing chiseled from stone, blue eyes, piercing nose
Fears: Large open spaces, (Valleys not included) Heights, Spiders
Personality: Quiet, Keeps to himself, not known to be to brave, unless insulted or defending a loved one
Occupation: None officially, but he works for himself or for friends in any of the following: Blacksmith/Miner/Farmer
Skills:Makes a legendary blade, rivalling that of the daedras themselves.
Nickname (Optional): Georg "The Blue" Vladskovski
Example (Add Dialogue): *walks into a bar*
Bartender: Hey blue, come for th' usual im guessin'?
Georg: Nay.... i come for a ... "Package"
Bartender: *peers around* You dont mean-
Georg: Yes i do, keep it down though... dont want the others t'er hear ye'
Bartender: Aye..... *Pulls out a dark, glowing blade*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Born in the heart of the black marsh itself,Georg was born into a slum, with a ***** mother and a ******* father. His father, a heavy drinker, would often come home drunk, and beat his boy half to death. Georg worked long hours in the local pub as a busboy, and when the day came that he saved up 1000$, he put a hit on his father. The next day he recalled it, to do the work himself. WHile his father was drinking he would often get into barfights which gained him a bad appearance. So when word got around of georgs action, It gained him quite a reputation. As he was a Nord born into a beast race country, he did not get payed well, treated fairly, or given any true rights. Every now and then he would get spat on, and chastised about how his "kind" killed and slaved the argonian race ever since they arrived on the boats to the north. After he killed his father, he was able to gain respect in the marsh and eventually becoming one of what the argonians called, a "Swamp Friend".
After his mother died of a rare disease common in the marshes but not lethal to argonians called "Methoplasticasema", or in hist, Achtuli'st (THIS IS NOT A PARENTS DIED, MUST AVENGE THEM RP) Georg, now 20, said goodbye to his "Swamp Friends" and decided to traverse north to his Norse homeland. On the journy he learned many skills from the people he came across and stayed with. Khajeets taught him how to stalk the night, and take a coin purse without being noticed, Bosmer taught him how to wield a bow and arrow, Orcs taught him how to lift weights that would normally crush any other person, Redgaurds taught him how to survive the scorching heat. After two years, he arrived in the province Skyrim. He quickly became friends with the locals. He also decided to take up poltics, after just a few months he was known over half the nation! He served directly under the many Jarls of Skyrim. One day he went to visit his mistress, Mar'jull, an argonian lady who he had to keep secret or his political career would be over in an instant for being involved with a "Beast Race". He came across a cave, and saw a giant reptilian creature. He heard something about them in books of lore, they were called "Dragons". He was fascinated yet scared shitless at the same time at the slumbering beast. He decided to leave the cave immediately. Once he was outside he was ambushed by Argonian assassins. He screamed in the native beast language Hist that he was one of them and he meant no harm. The didn't listen. They took him to khajeet slavers, and loaded him onto a boat headed towardsa land called "Solstheim". He was sent to work in a slave camp until a year later when it was raided by a group of Nords, and he was emancipated. And that brings him to a small nord camp called Welshfork. And this was just the BEGINNING of his adventure... Fus Roh Dah!
Edit: I hope you accept me and enjoyed my story ^.^ I enjoyed writing it as much as i hope you enjoyed reading it. If you dont accept me then oh well i hope you the best wishes. Thank you and godspeed.
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Where are you from?: Russia
Your age? (if your under 13 do your parents agree to you playing here?):Just 18 a month ago
Have you read and agreed to the rules in the post below? Yes
Did you vote for us? After this post i will
Extra notes?:
How did you hear of Super-Earth?: Forums
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