Elric (New Name) 3Rd Application- Romulo

[Romulo 7]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:

IamRomulo

How old are you?:

17

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

Eastern Standerd time. (EST)USA

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

Yes.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:

I'm a normal high school senior who enjoys doing many different things. I like to listen to music and play video games, mainly rpg games. I love to read,learn, and spend most of my free time relaxing in my way.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?:

Well since senioritis is kicking in, I may be able to spend 10-20 hours a week online

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you:

What RP means to me is that I have a chance to live the life I always wanted. To be able to do unimaginable beauty I can never do in real life. I become a completely different person, a person in the right world truly made for them. Created by them.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?:

I was always into roleplaying so much that when I made stories up in my head and shared with my friends they would pick on me, but I would just ignore and laugh with them. I like to write, and in writing I always roleplay.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is:

Meta-Gaming is when you use information that your character is not suppose to know. Ex: Information from real life, or website. Another example is when you say a players account name instead of the In-Game name.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is:

Power-gaming is unrealistic roleplaying. When something happens to you, you have to think of a realistic way to get out of that situation. You can not be magically freed from that situation. You have to play in what would be a realistic situation.

What do you expect this server will be like?:

I expect an amazing community, where people stick to roleplaying and we all just have fun.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:

I played on servers that I hosted my self with a couple of friends, and servers that my friends also hosted. The biggest server I've played on was one which at its peak was 100 players online. I wanted more experience so I searched for a different server.

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

I've read, I understand, and I agree.

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules:

Yes.

How did you hear about us?:

I was browsing for different servers, and I stumbled upon Lotc.

Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?:

1698

In-Character:

Character Name:

Elric Girtan

What Race are you?:

Human

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):

None

Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.):

My name is Edward Girtin. I have light brown hair, and blue eyes, both from my mother. I was born in a village in Salvus, Asulon, as where both my parents and my big brother brother. We enjoyed our time together playing, and farming. The people in my village liked to build and expand. Everyone in the village new each other and all the kids played together. Even though I like to play with the kids, I rather spend time with my parents. Both my Mom, and dad where into woodcutting, and crafting, they built our house with their own two hands. I have an older brother that I have not seen in years, he left the village to go explore, and see the wonder of our world. He said when he comes back he would take me with him to finish exploring, it’s been 3 years. Working with my parents I started woodcutting and crafting. We had a small store outside near our house, and I usually saw the same faces every time since our village was so small. And with my wooden sword I crafted myself, my dad let me stay guard, and I would always be rewarded with my mom coming outside with a big glass of juice. What more could a 9 year old want?

My life changed in a matter of minutes. On a cold winter morning; I was in our small store, wielding my wooden sword, trying to intimidate anyone who caught my eye the wrong way. These strange men three of them walked in and demanded my dad pay the money he owes them. “Pay up!” My dad told him he never borrowed money. “Yeah, I know you didn’t…but your son did.” Said one the tall men. “We went to get it from him and he ran away. We looked around his place, and found out he has family here. Better pay up for him.” A second one added. My dad opens the cash drawer and asks him how much it was. “He snatched the drawer out of my father’s hand, and said this won’t cover even half of it. Our money… just gone like that. He pulls out his weapon and points it to my dad’s neck; “Two days from now you better have the money ready” the third one finally spoke. I stand and reach for my sword, but my dad quickly puts me down. The men leave. My father tells my mother, and she starts crying. Such a happy woman…crying it hurt me.

It’s been three days, and they have not come back yet. We figured my brother paid them off. I was working outside putting the lumber in a pile. When I place the last set down, I hear a man scream. Not just any man’s scream, but the scream of a dying man…my dying man. I see smoke, and I run to our store. My father lifeless on the floor, in a pool of blood. I run outside for help, and I see three men ride past me quick. I see where the smoke is coming from now. The house my parents built with their own hands…is burning to the ground. I go through a hole where a wall used to be… and see my mom gathering everything she can. She looks at me, and went from a face in pain to a face in horror. I get hit hard, and black out. Few seconds later when I get my vision back, I find my mom under a large pile of burning wood. She looks at me and says something, but my hearing was offset. I didn’t hear anything I was only able to mouth off “run….” She was gone, I run outside, where villagers have gathered, and tried to stop the fire. A villager grabs me, as a fall back. I wake up at a infirmary. I see my toy sword, and a small family portrayed, with my brother burned off. After two days there. I leave.

I would never stay a night at the same place. Never made new friends. Village after village. The only goal is to survive, and find someone. Find the person who caused all of this… The longest I stayed before all that was at a shop similar to mine I stayed there, for 5 years. Cutting wood, and crafting items for people, over charging them since this city, had more money than my old village. The owner let me sleep inside the store, in the backroom. After I’ve gained enough money, and bought myself a new hatchet, and a new sword I said thanks to the owner and left. I just want to settle somewhere after this journey of mine is complete. I am not strong enough to go after anyone, but one day I will be.

What is your Character's ambitions?:

To settle down one day.

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc):

Hatchet. Since he was always with one.

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?

Woodcutting he grew up around it.

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format):

Other Information about your Character:

He wants to find his brother, and those men so he can just settle.

Open-Response-Questions

Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond?

I decided it is not my problem, and tried to walk past them. They confront me wanting trouble. I told them I didn't want a conflict. They step closer, and I place my hand on my sword. "Back off I said, I don't want any trouble" I say as ym heart pounding. As they step closer, I pull my sword a few inches out of its scabbard. They still kept coming closer, I pull it all out, to show them I mean business. One warrior decides they don't need to make a fuss now, "we have enough from the haffling, it doesn't look like this guy isn't carrying anything anyways" They turn back to the hafflling, and I walk away.

Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response?

I look around the stall quickly, and see that he can fix broken tools. "How much to fix a handle? I ask. He quickly responds "100 minas." I start to walk away. "90 minas!" he yells. "85!" "No thanks!" I yell back... "I can fix it myself. Thanks for the price though." *plans on using this for later, when he needs to work.*

Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?:

I look around, and see that no one has been here a while. The hut is dusty and, it seemed still. I enter the small hut and see the chest. For some strange reason I decide not to take, but when I turn around to leave I notice a portrayed of a happy family...and quickly grabs the stuff in the chest.

Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond?

After what felt like days of walking, I see a small trading camp. I quickly run to them to ask for food. "Hello" a woman said. "Please ma'am do you have any food?" Yes, but its not for for free. I go into my pocket, and pull out nothing. She says she has a business to run and walks away. She then puts out samples and winks. I see the free samples, and grab as many as I can. "Ok then. Cya" * smiling* I guess she didn't want other people asking for free food.

You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. How does your character act on this information?:

After wasting all my money, on food, and places to stay overnight, I have no choice to to join them. The toughest men in the town all volunteer. Probably not for the money, maybe just for a chance to kill. We get to the road and there they are. There was at least a dozen of them. I get picked out by a boy my age maybe older. He swings at me and I block with my sword. Shattering it into pieces. *There goes my months savings... I knew I shouldn't have bought it from those street merchants*. He is swinging at me and I'm on the floor. He swings his final blow, and I see my life flash before my eyes. I look and see that I'm not dead. A man from the town is holding him. "Kill him!" "Haha kill him!" * sickening, disgusting* I grasp the young man's sword and stick it through him. Killing him. I was no match for him. Thankfully that man saved me. The bandits are either dead or ran away. I walk back to the town, and retrieve my reward.

[Trouvo 205]

RP definition very poor, un-explanitive, and does not show understanding of what it means to RP

Your story is not bad...but you never say how old your character is, explain his personality, any quirks, flaws, fears, nothing but actions

also read the links in the spoiler of my signature including the destruction of aegis, and escape to asulon which was only about 22 years ago now....your character would know about this, even if not old enough to have lived through it

[Trouvo 205]

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