In Game Name:terrydafariy
Age:Eighteen
Are you able to get team speak 3, and will you speak:yes and yes sir
Have you read all the rules, and will you RP respectfully?yes sir
What do you look to accomplish in the RP server? play with friends and make new one and to chill
1. IGN: terrydafariy
2. Why do you want to join? play with friends and do weird stuff
3. Do you have Skype? (Not required but... we like to talk lol..) yes i do
IGN:terrydafariy
Age:18
Role-Play Exp.:Runescape, skyrim, world of warcraft, fallout all series
Why Us:looks amazing on the forum been wait for a epic server. my friends are joining i would like to play with them. you guys look like you have spent lots of time in this and i want to play with your genius:P
Time You Can Dedicate:1-3 daily (weekdays) 2-4 (weekends)
IC
Name:terry oneal
Gender:male
Age:18
Appearance: Terrydafariy was norm to the casual look of cargo shorts and ragged cloth shirt. He is accustom to the wear of accessories consisting of sunglasses, knifes, concealed guns, and a sawed off. He was a happy go lucky man with a smile always on his face.
Fears: Terrydafariy never really showed it but he had agoraphobia and acute case of paranoia. He wasn't really scared of anything else other than those that people could notice.
Personality: Terrydafariy is a peaceful guys with a low temper. he always tries to talk his way out of stuff. He loves to be alone and have relaxation.
Occupation: Terrydafariy was a quick thinker and loves to tinker. He went through college for 2 masters: mathematics, and engineering
Skills: Resourceful, strong willed, patience, mechanically brilliant, and book nerd.
Nickname (Optional): Tanis
RP Example (Add Dialogue): As Terrydafariy re-enters the town he is interrupted by a shaded character known as Mr_eskaru. Terrydafariy had stumbled upon him raping and beating a woman. Terrydafariy in a fury runs over to stop the shaded character dressed in total black.
Terrydafariy: hey get off her.
Mr-eskaru: (pulls out weapon) Stop there or i kill you both.
Terrydafariy: (smiles) I have lived through the Apocalypse the same as you, do you really think a gun scares a big guy like me.
Mr_eskaru: No. (shifts gun to woman) but it does her....
Terrydafariy: I beat you think your a big guy with that gun huh?
Mr_eskaru: Yes i fill pretty good with it. (asks woman) do you think im big honey?
Woman: No I think you a horrible and disgusting human.
Mr_eskaru: Well you aren't to clean yourself doll.
Terrydafariy: Ok that's enough get off her and lets talk man to man without weapons. (smirks) OR are you to scared to be a true man......
Mr_eskaru: (frowns and gets up) sure I will talk..... (cocks gun and shoots woman) now I feel like a man (puts away gun)
Terrydafariy: Why did you do that you piece of trash.......? She was Innocent.
Mr_eskaru: She was being rude and inconsiderate of my feelings.
Terrydafariy: You was raping her how do you think she feels? your just pathetic.
Mr_eskaru: I see what kind of person you are your a softy and you will die sooner or later so I will leave you to your pathetic little life. (disappears in the dark).................
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): All in one instance it’s like Terrydafariy came to life. He was working on an experiment he had blueprinted years ago when the machine went crazed and started to malfunction. As he tried to control the machine it exploded and launched him in the air and through a window and slammed a rock with his head. After 20 years being in a life support system he woke up and didn't realize the advanced technology he was stuck to. The power seemed to be out and he had no knowledge of the area he was in. He walked out the door and waited for the blinding sun to fix with his eyes. As the landscape came in focus he started to notice the land with riddled with war. The end had done been over with and new life had to start.....
Minecraft User Name:terrydafariy
Age:18
Character Name:spencer oneal
Character Background:I was raised in a small village with a small population. I grew up learning about the greatest strategists, learning of the great Sun Tzu and his bloody book. The Art of War. which was said to have been written in the blood of his enemies blood. It was then that my father passed away, and left me the family heirloom. A heraldic breastplate. It was a stork piercing it's nipple to feed it's children, with a green background, with a kite-shield. Years passed on, and It rained in the local militia, until the day finally came. The neighboring villages came together, in the local summit, and it was decided they'd attack the next continent, and try and horde their resources. So, they held a primitive form of draft. I was selected, and boarded a galley, and was sent off. I was the last recruit to make it to the camp the journey here was hard, and I saw many die along the way. I helped many people and I of course eased their dieing pains. For the glory of a true fighter is the loving of others. one day at the end of training I had the hardest spar of my life. I was facing the high general and had finally meet a true match. I fought as hard as i could and it seemed like i didn't make a scratch on his armor then a White hot screaming ball of power hit me. It started in my spine, and slowly crept up my back, settling in my brain. Near the Hippocampus. I smashed my sword into his Armour and metal shards flew everywhere. He stopped the fight in a stalwart haste to know what had happened. He Gazed on in shock as I was creating what seemed a bubble of powers surrounded the shards, it was like metal slivers of knives. I moved my hand, as a guide. My brain being the actual mechanism guiding these steel death blades. The entire Army looked on in horror, and then it dawned on them, I ... was a god. They deployed me to the field of battle, with my blade and my new power, I was felling ten to fifteen men a day. They had never seen anything like it, and surrendered to me personally. I was a war hero, returning to my village. It never lasted long, it never had. I was experimented on, they trying to figure out what had happened to me. They placed me in a mental institution, and subjected me to the harshest of programs. Placing my head in a kiln, trying to purify my thought with heat. Trying to purge the demons from me, but it always happened, much like clockwork, everyday, for months, until one day, I gave up the will to live. A woman came in with a barrel of water, and gave me a ladle of it, I accepted, and passed out.
Character Age:21 years
Character Gender:male
Character Background:RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner):beginner
Why I want to join:my friend is a memeber and i want to chill with him. mr_eskaru
Which discipline interests me the most:carnomancer
RP Sample:I woke up in a wooden environment, I slipped out from the warm blanket, that was keeping me safe from the harsh winter environment outside. As my feet touched the ground, There was a sheer chill, that rendered my body limp, it was so cold. As I stood up, I was already shivering, I paced around the sallow environment, I looked around, seeing a window, and moved over to it, almost gliding, This place seemed so surreal, it felt so odd. It felt like ... heaven? I walked outside, my head dully aching, the sun was digging into my retinas like no one's business. I stepped back inside to shield myself from the harsh winter sun. My entire body was rigged, and felt sick. He hurriedly ran to a corner and vomited, his stomach was burning, as was his head, it felt almost like a fever, he crawled over to the bed, and pulled the covers down, and lay rapped up in them for hours, until the gut wrenching sickness passed. He stood, and everything was looser, but he still felt ill, he thought to himself 'I'll find someone, and they'll help me.'
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Age:Eighteen
Are you able to get team speak 3, and will you speak:yes and yes sir
Have you read all the rules, and will you RP respectfully?yes sir
What do you look to accomplish in the RP server? play with friends and make new one and to chill
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2. Why do you want to join? play with friends and do weird stuff
3. Do you have Skype? (Not required but... we like to talk lol..) yes i do
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IGN:terrydafariy
Age:18
Role-Play Exp.:Runescape, skyrim, world of warcraft, fallout all series
Why Us:looks amazing on the forum been wait for a epic server. my friends are joining i would like to play with them. you guys look like you have spent lots of time in this and i want to play with your genius:P
Time You Can Dedicate:1-3 daily (weekdays) 2-4 (weekends)
IC
Name:terry oneal
Gender:male
Age:18
Appearance: Terrydafariy was norm to the casual look of cargo shorts and ragged cloth shirt. He is accustom to the wear of accessories consisting of sunglasses, knifes, concealed guns, and a sawed off. He was a happy go lucky man with a smile always on his face.
Fears: Terrydafariy never really showed it but he had agoraphobia and acute case of paranoia. He wasn't really scared of anything else other than those that people could notice.
Personality: Terrydafariy is a peaceful guys with a low temper. he always tries to talk his way out of stuff. He loves to be alone and have relaxation.
Occupation: Terrydafariy was a quick thinker and loves to tinker. He went through college for 2 masters: mathematics, and engineering
Skills: Resourceful, strong willed, patience, mechanically brilliant, and book nerd.
Nickname (Optional): Tanis
RP Example (Add Dialogue): As Terrydafariy re-enters the town he is interrupted by a shaded character known as Mr_eskaru. Terrydafariy had stumbled upon him raping and beating a woman. Terrydafariy in a fury runs over to stop the shaded character dressed in total black.
Terrydafariy: hey get off her.
Mr-eskaru: (pulls out weapon) Stop there or i kill you both.
Terrydafariy: (smiles) I have lived through the Apocalypse the same as you, do you really think a gun scares a big guy like me.
Mr_eskaru: No. (shifts gun to woman) but it does her....
Terrydafariy: I beat you think your a big guy with that gun huh?
Mr_eskaru: Yes i fill pretty good with it. (asks woman) do you think im big honey?
Woman: No I think you a horrible and disgusting human.
Mr_eskaru: Well you aren't to clean yourself doll.
Terrydafariy: Ok that's enough get off her and lets talk man to man without weapons. (smirks) OR are you to scared to be a true man......
Mr_eskaru: (frowns and gets up) sure I will talk..... (cocks gun and shoots woman) now I feel like a man (puts away gun)
Terrydafariy: Why did you do that you piece of trash.......? She was Innocent.
Mr_eskaru: She was being rude and inconsiderate of my feelings.
Terrydafariy: You was raping her how do you think she feels? your just pathetic.
Mr_eskaru: I see what kind of person you are your a softy and you will die sooner or later so I will leave you to your pathetic little life. (disappears in the dark).................
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): All in one instance it’s like Terrydafariy came to life. He was working on an experiment he had blueprinted years ago when the machine went crazed and started to malfunction. As he tried to control the machine it exploded and launched him in the air and through a window and slammed a rock with his head. After 20 years being in a life support system he woke up and didn't realize the advanced technology he was stuck to. The power seemed to be out and he had no knowledge of the area he was in. He walked out the door and waited for the blinding sun to fix with his eyes. As the landscape came in focus he started to notice the land with riddled with war. The end had done been over with and new life had to start.....
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Age:18
Character Name:spencer oneal
Character Background:I was raised in a small village with a small population. I grew up learning about the greatest strategists, learning of the great Sun Tzu and his bloody book. The Art of War. which was said to have been written in the blood of his enemies blood. It was then that my father passed away, and left me the family heirloom. A heraldic breastplate. It was a stork piercing it's nipple to feed it's children, with a green background, with a kite-shield. Years passed on, and It rained in the local militia, until the day finally came. The neighboring villages came together, in the local summit, and it was decided they'd attack the next continent, and try and horde their resources. So, they held a primitive form of draft. I was selected, and boarded a galley, and was sent off. I was the last recruit to make it to the camp the journey here was hard, and I saw many die along the way. I helped many people and I of course eased their dieing pains. For the glory of a true fighter is the loving of others. one day at the end of training I had the hardest spar of my life. I was facing the high general and had finally meet a true match. I fought as hard as i could and it seemed like i didn't make a scratch on his armor then a White hot screaming ball of power hit me. It started in my spine, and slowly crept up my back, settling in my brain. Near the Hippocampus. I smashed my sword into his Armour and metal shards flew everywhere. He stopped the fight in a stalwart haste to know what had happened. He Gazed on in shock as I was creating what seemed a bubble of powers surrounded the shards, it was like metal slivers of knives. I moved my hand, as a guide. My brain being the actual mechanism guiding these steel death blades. The entire Army looked on in horror, and then it dawned on them, I ... was a god. They deployed me to the field of battle, with my blade and my new power, I was felling ten to fifteen men a day. They had never seen anything like it, and surrendered to me personally. I was a war hero, returning to my village. It never lasted long, it never had. I was experimented on, they trying to figure out what had happened to me. They placed me in a mental institution, and subjected me to the harshest of programs. Placing my head in a kiln, trying to purify my thought with heat. Trying to purge the demons from me, but it always happened, much like clockwork, everyday, for months, until one day, I gave up the will to live. A woman came in with a barrel of water, and gave me a ladle of it, I accepted, and passed out.
Character Age:21 years
Character Gender:male
Character Background:RP Ability (Advanced/Intermediate/Beginner):beginner
Why I want to join:my friend is a memeber and i want to chill with him. mr_eskaru
Which discipline interests me the most:carnomancer
RP Sample:I woke up in a wooden environment, I slipped out from the warm blanket, that was keeping me safe from the harsh winter environment outside. As my feet touched the ground, There was a sheer chill, that rendered my body limp, it was so cold. As I stood up, I was already shivering, I paced around the sallow environment, I looked around, seeing a window, and moved over to it, almost gliding, This place seemed so surreal, it felt so odd. It felt like ... heaven? I walked outside, my head dully aching, the sun was digging into my retinas like no one's business. I stepped back inside to shield myself from the harsh winter sun. My entire body was rigged, and felt sick. He hurriedly ran to a corner and vomited, his stomach was burning, as was his head, it felt almost like a fever, he crawled over to the bed, and pulled the covers down, and lay rapped up in them for hours, until the gut wrenching sickness passed. He stood, and everything was looser, but he still felt ill, he thought to himself 'I'll find someone, and they'll help me.'
a pillow doesn't count