Mockingjay00's Application (Attempt 2)

[Mockingjay 0]

Out-Of-Character:

Minecraft Account Name: Mockingjay00

Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?: No sadly.

How old are you?: 15

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Central-United States

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Of course.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I’m quite friendly and plenty easy to get along with. I’ve been told I’m quite creative and imaginative as well.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I’m online most days, and for at least an hour or so.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Roleplaying is to a basic extent like acting-you act out a story as the character you come up with, and have all sorts of fun while doing so.

In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Metagaming is when you make your character know things they shouldn’t know in-character, and Powergaming is when you make your character ridiculously powerful when they shouldn’t be.

What do you expect this server will be like?: I think it will be amazing. It seems well-organized and fun by what I’ve seen.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Roleplay Revolution-I haven’t left it, but there are possible changes that may occur that I’m not looking forward to.

Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes.

How did you hear about us?: A minecraft friend suggested it.

Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you? Yes, 2,806 I believe.

What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Mockinjay00

In-Character:

Character Name: Estelwen Radsule

What is your Race?: High Elf

Biography (first-person): I never knew my real father and mother. At a fairly young age, I was somehow separated from them. Much too young to remember, I had tried to survive in the woods on my own…but with all the creatures lurking in their vast darkness, it was nearly impossible. I remember only a few days of my time being alone, lost under the canopy of trees, one in particular. The day I was found-the day I lost half of my eyesight.

It was turning evening, and I was trying to make myself comfortable in within the branches of one of the taller trees. After staring at the sunset, I was just starting to nod off into a sort of rest; but all of a sudden, a huge spider came out of nowhere. Its beady, blood-red eyes tore into mine, and all I could do was utter a quiet whimper as it advanced, and tore into me.

We fell out of the tree, barreling towards the ground. In a desperate attempt to make it so I fell on my feet, I twisted away from the spider-but in doing so, the spider caught my eye, and left a gash straight through it. I screamed in pain, and tumbled on my side and into the ground. Defenseless, half-blind, and confused, I was as good as dead.

Luck pulled through though. Just before the spider pounced on me, an older Elf tore through the brush and barreled it over. Taken by surprise, the spider fled into the deep woods, never to be seen again. Holding a hand over my bloody eye, still trembling in fear, I sat up; tears ebbing at my uninjured eye.

The Elf picked me up and brought me to a village. I was much too scared to protest. Not long after he’d brought me a villager there had fixed my eye again-it was intact, but I could no longer use it, for the wound had cut deep into its inner workings. I didn’t care at the time, I was just glad to be alive.

As time grew on, I came to be this elf’s-Zenjiro Radsule-sister. He would be the brother I never had, the only family I ever had, besides my long-lost parents. He would teach me whatever I myself couldn’t teach myself, which I found I was very good at. I made up for the learning time I lost being alone on my own for the younger part of my lifetime.

Present-time, I still live with my adopted brother. I have found many interests, like reading, alchemy, music, and things of that nature. My curiosity often gets the better of me, and I explore much on my own. It is quite often you’d find me day-dreaming, or lost in my imagination, gazing up at the sky or inventively drawing in a book. Once I get to know someone more, my general shy nature fades and my friendliness and confidence takes over.

Other than my loss of sight in my left eye, I am as any other High Elf would be. Light blonde hair, with intense blue eyes.

(OOC: I’m co-roleplaying with the person who will play as the character Zenjiro Radsule [As soon as he is accepted, this particular person is also the person who suggested the server to me, : )], it isn’t just a random character in my backstory.)

Your characters ambitions: Estelwen desires to improve in her many studies, and dreams of many different directions in which she would love to take her life in.

Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do?

Estelwen would gasp in surprise; it was rare she ever saw such a sight. It would inevitably result in the bandits noticing her as well. They would probably go for her next, for she would be an easier target-and it would be apparent she had a good lot of things with her, considering her backpack is usually bulging with the various things she often carries with her. She would probably run, sensing the danger, and as a side note hoping they would draw away from the poor elf they had been attacking. Had the bandits chased her, there would be two possible outcomes, either

A-she would out-run them, saving herself from having her backpack of various items taken from her, and successfully providing a distraction for the elf who had been attacked,

Or

B-she would trip, due to her mild panic messing with her sensing-she has to concentrate hard on distances, because her depth perception is horrible due to her half eyesight. Without her brother being there to help, she would most likely lose the contents of her backpack, being a healthy amount of potions, books, and papers which could possibly be resold by the bandits for them to make a profit, or she would someone free herself, or perhaps her brother would perhaps show up, another time in need that he would happen to come in, and help her out of her predicament.

Your character walks up to a shop in a quiet market. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer?

She would shyly answer in return, something to the effect of either “No, Thank you, I was only looking…” or with a quiet list of what she would naturally look for in a marketplace, it being books or ingredients for her alchemy (in which she is self-taught), or other odd and ends that would capture her interest, like a bit of lapis or a record.

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I went back through and edited what I was told, I hope it is fine now! : )

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