IGN: Nymphix
Age: 23
Role-Play Exp.: Apart from various MMOs, also have Warhammer RP, DnD and Mordheim.
Why Us: Looking for a server that is dedicated to rp and not just general MC gaming.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as i can when i do not have work.
IC
Name: Nymphix Meowington
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Tall, Broad shouldered, fiery red hair, scar going from corner of his left left to his left ear.
Fears: of losing his daughter above all else.
Personality: Happy, Cheerful, Care-free.
Occupation: Farmer and landscaper.
Skills: Simple Farmer, ploughing, planting for harvest, digging.
Nickname (Optional): None.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): (Tell me if this is what you are looking for, because any RPer knows there are many ways you can do this)
*Planting seeds for harvest* *Looks up* Nymphix: "Ella best you not wander to far now" Ella: "Why not papa?" Nymphix: "Or else the troll will find you and kidnap you, and then who will i ahve to look after" *smiling wide*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): A pickaxe glistens in the sunlight as dirt is kicked up from the half waterlogged ground. With his sleeve a mysterious man wipes the sweat of his brow, this is a man that has not missed a day of work in his life, an honest man and a devout man. Meanwhile, a little girl comes running out of the house that is no bigger than what you would normal house swine in. "Papa" the little girls exclaims. "What is it my sweet Ella" a voice, dominate in sound yet caring in nature. Little Ella quickly rushes over to her father and wraps her arms around his leg tightly. "There is a sheep in my room!". Laughing as he picks his daughter up in his arms. "Ella, sweetie, that sheep is just hungry, I bet if you give it something to eat it wont bother you". Lowering little Ella down so she can run inside to feed the sheep this man thinks to himself that he really does have the good life! Is this where the story ends? doubtful! But we will need to see where the journey takes us.
IGN: Nymphix
Age: 23
Role-Play Exp.: Apart from various MMOs, also have Warhammer RP, DnD and Mordheim.
Why Us: Looking for a server that is dedicated to rp and not just general MC gaming.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as i can when i do not have work.
IC
Name: Nymphix
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Tall, Broad shouldered, fiery red hair, scar going from corner of his left left to his left ear.
Fears: of losing his daughter above all else.
Personality: Happy, Cheerful, Care-free.
Occupation: Farmer and landscaper.
Skills: Simple Farmer, ploughing, planting for harvest, digging.
Nickname (Optional): None.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): (Tell me if this is what you are looking for, because any RPer knows there are many ways you can do this)
*Planting seeds for harvest* *Looks up* Nymphix: "Ella best you not wander to far now" Ella: "Why not papa?" Nymphix: "Or else the troll will find you and kidnap you, and then who will i ahve to look after" *smiling wide*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): A pickaxe glistens in the sunlight as dirt is kicked up from the half waterlogged ground. With his sleeve a mysterious man wipes the sweat of his brow, this is a man that has not missed a day of work in his life, an honest man and a devout man. Meanwhile, a little girl comes running out of the house that is no bigger than what you would normal house swine in. "Papa" the little girls exclaims. "What is it my sweet Ella" a voice, dominate in sound yet caring in nature. Little Ella quickly rushes over to her father and wraps her arms around his leg tightly. "There is a sheep in my room!". Laughing as he picks his daughter up in his arms. "Ella, sweetie, that sheep is just hungry, I bet if you give it something to eat it wont bother you". Lowering little Ella down so she can run inside to feed the sheep this man thinks to himself that he really does have the good life! Is this where the story ends? doubtful! But we will need to see where the journey takes us.
Get well mrsealman as for the other admins could we get a status check on the server and people that are requesting to be whitelistd myself included. Thank you
t was meant to be ctc just I'm postIng on my phone so it was autocorrect fault. It omission by other people and myself so it is put into one post I'm not claiming original ownership of some of the works in it just I was revamping it
IGN:Nymphix
Age:23
Location/Time Zone: Australia (GMT+10)
Did someone refer you?: negative
Minecraft Version (eg 1.4_01): 1.7.3
Faction/Nation/Town (can be decided later):Good faction, as for town not entirely sure just yet
Race: paladin, however im a builder not a fighter and would prefer to be a builder.
OOC: Out of Character
IGN: Nymphix
Sources: Was looking for a reasonable sized RP server when i stumbled onto this topic on the forums
Why do you want to join: Looking to try my hand at a bigger Roleplaying experience, that allows me to get in character along with everybody else in the sever without younger kids spamming chat, do not get me wrong everyone is entitled to get help, however you join an RP server to RP.
IC (In Character)
Name: Thalax
IC Age: 246 winters
Race: Dwarf
Profession: Start as a common item smith and work my way up through the ranks to royal guard, or even become a Rune smith
Background: As a young beard-ling Thalax always knew he was destined for greater glory. At a mere 130 winters passed he was able to find ore with an uncanny ability, this however was his downfall. On a raid on a late summers morning on a demon outpost he was ambushed, yet he was the only one to survive from a throng of dwarves that descended the steppes. For 47 days he was tortured until it wasn't until one of the subservient demons decided to force him into slave labour. Whilst amongst the demon horde that had now claimed right over the ancient ruins of his ancestors he had significant luck locating these rare ore, this however did not go unnoticed and it wasnt long until one of the commander demons used Thalax as his own "Sniffer" dwarf, a dwarf that he would tie up in bonds and show other dwarves where to dig or else face execution.
As the nights grew colder and summer turned to autumn and then into winter Thalax could think of no more reasons to live his will was battered and bruised, his pride stripped of him and he longing for a woman's touch gone he was going to end his life that night, all the while a fresh stock of manual labourer had just been imported by a slaver, the screams where shocking, blood gurgling and terrifying. This isn't the first time he had heard screams like this however this time there was a slight difference.... A soft gentle voice one of which he hadn't heard in a very long time, lethargically crawling to the edge of his enclosure he notice something that should not have belonged in a seen such as this, a stunning brazen red headed dwarf, she couldn't have been more than 200 winters old, clothes all torn her face all bloody, yet her voice was as soft as rock cricket on a springs eve.
Heart pounding not knowing what to do and only going off impulses he feigned for help getting 2 of the younger demons outside to see what was going on, Thalax without a blink of an eye threw a rock at one demon momentarily stunning it but giving him enough time to choke the other demon and then with crackening thwack snapping his shackles over the other ones head almost decapitating it.
Thalax snuck past several sentries that night, often other dwarves at the tavern swear Thalax is being modest when he says there was only a couple. He manages either way to sneak past and free other slumbering dwarves as he does so.
No we a pack the are aiming for the slaver and his caravan, yet some dumbfounded whelping of a dwarf trips and lets out what is heard as an avalanche down a side of a rock face alerting everyone within the vicinity.
Blood guts and gore are everywhere yet amongst the chaos Thalax is diving for the caravan trying to rescue whoever is inside. With a large rock he breaks open the lock freeing the eagerly waiting dwarves inside and to his amazement, this red headed dwarf is even more beautiful close up, as he helps her down from the steps this young female dwarf pushes Thalax aside, and receives the full force of the Slave masters blade. The slave master crept from around the other side of the caravan in Thalax's blind spot and just as he was going to have Thalax's blood on his blade, this young dwarf who he dint even know sacrificed herself for him.
In a fit of rage Thalax was drawing upon all of his remaining strength to destroy every essence of what this creature was, but it was not meant to be heavily outnumbered from the fighting now, the remaining dwarves practically had to bind Thalax just so they could get him to go with them to freedom.
This however was not over this was a grudge Thalax was going to hold to the grave against that Slave-master and the demon race.... The end?
Bare with me I'm using my mobile to post this..
In-game name: Nymphix
real life age: 23
how did you hear about us? Browsing forums for a new and exciting server.
Voted: not yet can't do It of my phone.
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Age: 23
Role-Play Exp.: Apart from various MMOs, also have Warhammer RP, DnD and Mordheim.
Why Us: Looking for a server that is dedicated to rp and not just general MC gaming.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as i can when i do not have work.
IC
Name: Nymphix Meowington
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Tall, Broad shouldered, fiery red hair, scar going from corner of his left left to his left ear.
Fears: of losing his daughter above all else.
Personality: Happy, Cheerful, Care-free.
Occupation: Farmer and landscaper.
Skills: Simple Farmer, ploughing, planting for harvest, digging.
Nickname (Optional): None.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): (Tell me if this is what you are looking for, because any RPer knows there are many ways you can do this)
*Planting seeds for harvest* *Looks up* Nymphix: "Ella best you not wander to far now" Ella: "Why not papa?" Nymphix: "Or else the troll will find you and kidnap you, and then who will i ahve to look after" *smiling wide*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): A pickaxe glistens in the sunlight as dirt is kicked up from the half waterlogged ground. With his sleeve a mysterious man wipes the sweat of his brow, this is a man that has not missed a day of work in his life, an honest man and a devout man. Meanwhile, a little girl comes running out of the house that is no bigger than what you would normal house swine in. "Papa" the little girls exclaims. "What is it my sweet Ella" a voice, dominate in sound yet caring in nature. Little Ella quickly rushes over to her father and wraps her arms around his leg tightly. "There is a sheep in my room!". Laughing as he picks his daughter up in his arms. "Ella, sweetie, that sheep is just hungry, I bet if you give it something to eat it wont bother you". Lowering little Ella down so she can run inside to feed the sheep this man thinks to himself that he really does have the good life! Is this where the story ends? doubtful! But we will need to see where the journey takes us.
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IGN: Nymphix
Age: 23
Role-Play Exp.: Apart from various MMOs, also have Warhammer RP, DnD and Mordheim.
Why Us: Looking for a server that is dedicated to rp and not just general MC gaming.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as i can when i do not have work.
IC
Name: Nymphix
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Tall, Broad shouldered, fiery red hair, scar going from corner of his left left to his left ear.
Fears: of losing his daughter above all else.
Personality: Happy, Cheerful, Care-free.
Occupation: Farmer and landscaper.
Skills: Simple Farmer, ploughing, planting for harvest, digging.
Nickname (Optional): None.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): (Tell me if this is what you are looking for, because any RPer knows there are many ways you can do this)
*Planting seeds for harvest* *Looks up* Nymphix: "Ella best you not wander to far now" Ella: "Why not papa?" Nymphix: "Or else the troll will find you and kidnap you, and then who will i ahve to look after" *smiling wide*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): A pickaxe glistens in the sunlight as dirt is kicked up from the half waterlogged ground. With his sleeve a mysterious man wipes the sweat of his brow, this is a man that has not missed a day of work in his life, an honest man and a devout man. Meanwhile, a little girl comes running out of the house that is no bigger than what you would normal house swine in. "Papa" the little girls exclaims. "What is it my sweet Ella" a voice, dominate in sound yet caring in nature. Little Ella quickly rushes over to her father and wraps her arms around his leg tightly. "There is a sheep in my room!". Laughing as he picks his daughter up in his arms. "Ella, sweetie, that sheep is just hungry, I bet if you give it something to eat it wont bother you". Lowering little Ella down so she can run inside to feed the sheep this man thinks to himself that he really does have the good life! Is this where the story ends? doubtful! But we will need to see where the journey takes us.
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Age:23
Location/Time Zone: Australia (GMT+10)
Did someone refer you?: negative
Minecraft Version (eg 1.4_01): 1.7.3
Faction/Nation/Town (can be decided later):Good faction, as for town not entirely sure just yet
Race: paladin, however im a builder not a fighter and would prefer to be a builder.
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IGN: Nymphix
Sources: Was looking for a reasonable sized RP server when i stumbled onto this topic on the forums
Why do you want to join: Looking to try my hand at a bigger Roleplaying experience, that allows me to get in character along with everybody else in the sever without younger kids spamming chat, do not get me wrong everyone is entitled to get help, however you join an RP server to RP.
IC (In Character)
Name: Thalax
IC Age: 246 winters
Race: Dwarf
Profession: Start as a common item smith and work my way up through the ranks to royal guard, or even become a Rune smith
Background: As a young beard-ling Thalax always knew he was destined for greater glory. At a mere 130 winters passed he was able to find ore with an uncanny ability, this however was his downfall. On a raid on a late summers morning on a demon outpost he was ambushed, yet he was the only one to survive from a throng of dwarves that descended the steppes. For 47 days he was tortured until it wasn't until one of the subservient demons decided to force him into slave labour. Whilst amongst the demon horde that had now claimed right over the ancient ruins of his ancestors he had significant luck locating these rare ore, this however did not go unnoticed and it wasnt long until one of the commander demons used Thalax as his own "Sniffer" dwarf, a dwarf that he would tie up in bonds and show other dwarves where to dig or else face execution.
As the nights grew colder and summer turned to autumn and then into winter Thalax could think of no more reasons to live his will was battered and bruised, his pride stripped of him and he longing for a woman's touch gone he was going to end his life that night, all the while a fresh stock of manual labourer had just been imported by a slaver, the screams where shocking, blood gurgling and terrifying. This isn't the first time he had heard screams like this however this time there was a slight difference.... A soft gentle voice one of which he hadn't heard in a very long time, lethargically crawling to the edge of his enclosure he notice something that should not have belonged in a seen such as this, a stunning brazen red headed dwarf, she couldn't have been more than 200 winters old, clothes all torn her face all bloody, yet her voice was as soft as rock cricket on a springs eve.
Heart pounding not knowing what to do and only going off impulses he feigned for help getting 2 of the younger demons outside to see what was going on, Thalax without a blink of an eye threw a rock at one demon momentarily stunning it but giving him enough time to choke the other demon and then with crackening thwack snapping his shackles over the other ones head almost decapitating it.
Thalax snuck past several sentries that night, often other dwarves at the tavern swear Thalax is being modest when he says there was only a couple. He manages either way to sneak past and free other slumbering dwarves as he does so.
No we a pack the are aiming for the slaver and his caravan, yet some dumbfounded whelping of a dwarf trips and lets out what is heard as an avalanche down a side of a rock face alerting everyone within the vicinity.
Blood guts and gore are everywhere yet amongst the chaos Thalax is diving for the caravan trying to rescue whoever is inside. With a large rock he breaks open the lock freeing the eagerly waiting dwarves inside and to his amazement, this red headed dwarf is even more beautiful close up, as he helps her down from the steps this young female dwarf pushes Thalax aside, and receives the full force of the Slave masters blade. The slave master crept from around the other side of the caravan in Thalax's blind spot and just as he was going to have Thalax's blood on his blade, this young dwarf who he dint even know sacrificed herself for him.
In a fit of rage Thalax was drawing upon all of his remaining strength to destroy every essence of what this creature was, but it was not meant to be heavily outnumbered from the fighting now, the remaining dwarves practically had to bind Thalax just so they could get him to go with them to freedom.
This however was not over this was a grudge Thalax was going to hold to the grave against that Slave-master and the demon race.... The end?
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In-game name: Nymphix
real life age: 23
how did you hear about us? Browsing forums for a new and exciting server.
Voted: not yet can't do It of my phone.