Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):roryh-tisjohnthebaby
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Yes What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Forcing other players role-play when they do not wish it What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Meta-Gaming is the use of out of game information in your character, for instance my character does not know how to craft, but i do. This does not enable my character to craft
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?: To create an imaginary or use an existing one and pretend and act like that character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Admins and other staff like builders may need it to create the map and other such tasks.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other character gives consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in need of help, it is not advised.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: No-one unless they have permission from the admins.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
The apocalypse began and lava spewed forth marring the land, the under gods led them underground and to the safety of rolands basin
What are the Shrines?: totems for the undergods, they can be used to get resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Character Information
Name:Jaquin
Age:23
Race:Human
Class:Theif
Physical description:Tall and lithe, dressed head to toe in light armor made from strands of plant fiber woven densely together with bronze armguards, legguards and breastplate. He wears a hood and walks with a slight swagger with an undertone of catlike agility.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Having never known his parents he was brought up by the older boys on the street, he quickly surpassed them in the art of theivery. His arrogance caused hatred in the other boys and he was cast out of his town, after wandering for days he felt the rumblings in the earth, he followed some stragglers from the shadows every now and then skillfully robbing foodstuffs, only what he needed. Whilst on this journey he spent spare time weaving his armor. One night he took too much from the stragglers stores and they hunted him down. When they found him they beat him soundly and left him for dead. Staggering, half dead he stumbled upon Rolands Basin. As he climbed slowly he found a ledge. On that ledge he lay for a full day. He was found by some other latecomers who cared for him. After a week of care he left without telling anyone, walking for the depths of the underground. As he walked his threaded garb hardened into a brown dirtlike color. On his journeys he met a smith, with whom he shared his last scraps of food, in return he was given his armor, made of light bronze. Jaquin and the smith walked for days, they stumbled upon a small tuft of wheat and a small stream of water, usin their fists they ground the wheat down into flour and added the water to make bread, that night they ate. Their fire burned low and darkness fell, monsters that had lurked beyond the reach of the light began to make their move, a hideous zombie moved into their camp followed by another, and another. The first of the undead bit a chunk out of the smiths leg, he woke throwing of the monster. But the damage was done, yelling to wake Jaquin he drew his hammer. “Run.” he cried. And the theif complied. Tears streaming down his face he left his friend to his fate. He fell from exhaustion after four hours of sprinting. He sat with his back against a cave wall breathing heavily. In the distance he could see light. He pulled himself to his feet and stumbled on his way. He pulled a hunk of bread from his pocket and took a bite from its stale being. He walked for an hour. The light in front of him grew larger and larger, its glow kept him going. Eventually he reached them, the light was a crowd of people, he had reached Rolands Basin.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): It would have to be survival, he is extremely afraid of death.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His quick hands and feet, as well as his inbuilt kindness and innocence, he doesn’t know that he is doing anything wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His inability to fight and his theiving ways, although they help his survival they get him into a lot of trouble.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Yes, he will join Tricks as it fits his nature and his habit of stealing.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Not yet.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Jaquin ran at one of the men hitting him with his shoulder before sprinting to the end of the street. “Here kitties” he called taunting them. The men growled at him but went back to their previous activities. Jaquin sighed, he picked up a pebble and threw it hitting the man in the back of the neck. “Ok thats it!” the man shouted, both of them began to sprint at him. Jaquin threw a rope snagging the leading man’s leg, he gave it a jerk pulling the man off his feet, his head cracked on the ground knocking him out, the other man was unable to stop himself and tripped on his fallen comrade, also being rendered unconscious.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. Jaquin steals into the settlement and collapses on the doorstep. The door is opened and the mother of the house takes pity on his crumpled figure. He is tended to and nursed back to strength. After being returned to his full strength he sneaks into the larder and raids it of enough supplies to take a ten day journey before leaving the village by the rooftops.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I give him a small portion of mine, i then pick the pocket of a man who recently refused the beggar and give the beggar my ill-gotten riches.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Jaquin stands up, and replies. “At least i have a mother.” He then sits down and continues to eat.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Jaquin walks up to her and asks how much she is willing to sell it for. “I’ll give you 20 gold for that necklace miss” he says. “Get away from me you miscreant,” she replies, “I payed 100 for this necklace.” Jaquin then takes to the rooftops and lowers himself to the ladies height, deftly he unhooks the catch and lifts it from her neck. He then taps her shoulder and thrughs a handful of coppers into her face. “You shouldn’t be so picky” he cries pulling himself back onto the rooftop before running across the roofs.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Is there a type of currency that i’m not aware of?
Other notes:sorry my skin didn't come through. Darn it
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Real-Life Age:13
Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot):roryh-tisjohnthebaby
Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?:
Yes
What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:
Forcing other players role-play when they do not wish it
What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:
Meta-Gaming is the use of out of game information in your character, for instance my character does not know how to craft, but i do. This does not enable my character to craft
What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:
To create an imaginary or use an existing one and pretend and act like that character.
Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Admins and other staff like builders may need it to create the map and other such tasks.
When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: When the other character gives consent.
When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When in need of help, it is not advised.
Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?:
Yes.
Who is allowed to use magic?: No-one unless they have permission from the admins.
How did the Humans come to be in the Caves?:
The apocalypse began and lava spewed forth marring the land, the under gods led them underground and to the safety of rolands basin
What are the Shrines?:
totems for the undergods, they can be used to get resources.
What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?:
None
If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:
Character Information
Name:Jaquin
Age:23
Race:Human
Class:Theif
Physical description:Tall and lithe, dressed head to toe in light armor made from strands of plant fiber woven densely together with bronze armguards, legguards and breastplate. He wears a hood and walks with a slight swagger with an undertone of catlike agility.
Screen capture of your skin:
Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.): Having never known his parents he was brought up by the older boys on the street, he quickly surpassed them in the art of theivery. His arrogance caused hatred in the other boys and he was cast out of his town, after wandering for days he felt the rumblings in the earth, he followed some stragglers from the shadows every now and then skillfully robbing foodstuffs, only what he needed. Whilst on this journey he spent spare time weaving his armor. One night he took too much from the stragglers stores and they hunted him down. When they found him they beat him soundly and left him for dead. Staggering, half dead he stumbled upon Rolands Basin. As he climbed slowly he found a ledge. On that ledge he lay for a full day. He was found by some other latecomers who cared for him. After a week of care he left without telling anyone, walking for the depths of the underground. As he walked his threaded garb hardened into a brown dirtlike color. On his journeys he met a smith, with whom he shared his last scraps of food, in return he was given his armor, made of light bronze. Jaquin and the smith walked for days, they stumbled upon a small tuft of wheat and a small stream of water, usin their fists they ground the wheat down into flour and added the water to make bread, that night they ate. Their fire burned low and darkness fell, monsters that had lurked beyond the reach of the light began to make their move, a hideous zombie moved into their camp followed by another, and another. The first of the undead bit a chunk out of the smiths leg, he woke throwing of the monster. But the damage was done, yelling to wake Jaquin he drew his hammer.
“Run.” he cried. And the theif complied. Tears streaming down his face he left his friend to his fate. He fell from exhaustion after four hours of sprinting. He sat with his back against a cave wall breathing heavily. In the distance he could see light. He pulled himself to his feet and stumbled on his way. He pulled a hunk of bread from his pocket and took a bite from its stale being. He walked for an hour. The light in front of him grew larger and larger, its glow kept him going. Eventually he reached them, the light was a crowd of people, he had reached Rolands Basin.
What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation): It would have to be survival, he is extremely afraid of death.
Strengths (Both physical and personality): His quick hands and feet, as well as his inbuilt kindness and innocence, he doesn’t know that he is doing anything wrong.
Weaknesses (Both physical and personality): His inability to fight and his theiving ways, although they help his survival they get him into a lot of trouble.
Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: Yes, he will join Tricks as it fits his nature and his habit of stealing.
Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.): Not yet.
In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.)
Walking down the streets of the Undercity, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl. Jaquin ran at one of the men hitting him with his shoulder before sprinting to the end of the street.
“Here kitties” he called taunting them. The men growled at him but went back to their previous activities. Jaquin sighed, he picked up a pebble and threw it hitting the man in the back of the neck.
“Ok thats it!” the man shouted, both of them began to sprint at him. Jaquin threw a rope snagging the leading man’s leg, he gave it a jerk pulling the man off his feet, his head cracked on the ground knocking him out, the other man was unable to stop himself and tripped on his fallen comrade, also being rendered unconscious.
You’ve been lost in the tunnels for nearly a week without food, and come across a small independent settlement. Jaquin steals into the settlement and collapses on the doorstep. The door is opened and the mother of the house takes pity on his crumpled figure. He is tended to and nursed back to strength. After being returned to his full strength he sneaks into the larder and raids it of enough supplies to take a ten day journey before leaving the village by the rooftops.
You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food. I give him a small portion of mine, i then pick the pocket of a man who recently refused the beggar and give the beggar my ill-gotten riches.
In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother. Jaquin stands up, and replies. “At least i have a mother.” He then sits down and continues to eat.
You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears. Jaquin walks up to her and asks how much she is willing to sell it for. “I’ll give you 20 gold for that necklace miss” he says.
“Get away from me you miscreant,” she replies, “I payed 100 for this necklace.” Jaquin then takes to the rooftops and lowers himself to the ladies height, deftly he unhooks the catch and lifts it from her neck. He then taps her shoulder and thrughs a handful of coppers into her face.
“You shouldn’t be so picky” he cries pulling himself back onto the rooftop before running across the roofs.
Do you have any questions about the server or our lore? Is there a type of currency that i’m not aware of?
Other notes:sorry my skin didn't come through. Darn it