~Khezyr's Application~ [[Accepted]]

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

MC Username:

SuperSodaPops

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread):

Khezyr. He has not yet earned a prefix, due to his age.

Character Skillset:

Currently it’s not worth showing; I bought this account less than a week ago, and have played Minecraft for only two hours. I will level up my swords and archery once I am able to play for a good amount of time. However, here are my top skills.

Lumberjacking: 29

Mining:10

Farming: 8

Awful, wouldn’t you agree?

My PLANS include - Becoming a Blacksmith / Assassin, fighting with weapons of my own making.

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

Age: 12

Subrace: Kha’Leperda. Khezyr will resemble a bobcat or lynx, however.

Gender: Male

Eye color: A golden blaze, lsimilar to the setting sun.

Height: Khezyr has not reached adulthood quite yet. He stands at around 5 and ½ feet.

Fur color: His chest is the color of cream, not white but a soft brown-yellow. His back consists of dark brown spots. His coat of fur is quite handsome, if not gorgeous.

Personality:

Khezyr is unusually quiet for his age, and has been ever since the death of his father. He has not yet reached manhood, yet he is nearly mature enough to handle it. He cannot stand racism towards the Kharajyr, though. If this unfortunate act of crudeness happens around him, Khezyr’s rage will burn towards the offender. Khezyr dislikes apes very much, almost to a fault.

Please include a short bio of your character's life:

The following are a few entries from the journal of Khezyr, all upon his birthdays:

Birthday Number 4 - Today father has given me a journal! It’s my 4th birthday, and today has been good. I got to see the Tlatlanni tonight at a festival, and I felt royal just to be around him! I met some other kittens, and we got to play together. There is one family of Kha’Pantera that does not like me, though. I’ve made friends with other Leperda and Cheetrah, so that makes me feel better. The moon looked pretty tonight. Now I must go to bed, like father asks.

Birthday Number 6 - Father is fighting in the Gladitorial match tomorrow, and I get to watch. If he wins, then father will be the champion! Our family will be honored, and I will make more friends. Today father gave me a large necklace, one with a big ruby on it. It makes me feel happy looking at it, and it reminds me of him. Maybe when I have kittens, my oldest will earn this big necklace.

Birthday Number 7 - It’s been almost a year since father died. It’s hard to think about him without crying. I often think to myself, “Why? Why did you have to go into that fight?” But now I understand that it was his choice. I just wish he had foreseen the grief that his death has brought me. I feel so alone. Nobody is here for me, and I fear that they never will. You, my journal, are who I can place my trust in. Please don’t ruin it.

Birthday Number 10 - Life is better now. I’ve landed myself a small job as a Blacksmith’s apprentice, and it’s turning out well. I have made my own knife, but it’s dull and low quality. Soon I will be able to make better weapons, with time. I still miss father, and wear his necklace every day. It comforts me when I am struggling, and it makes me happy when I am sad. I treasure it more than anything. I hope that father is with Metzli now.

Birthday Number 12 - I am more skilled at smithing now, even my mentor says so. I still have little friends, but I’m not lonely anymore. I’ve had a dream; a dream where I’m fighting for Metzli. I look so strong, but so stealthy also. Maybe someday this will come true, but maybe not. Tomorrow it will be 6 years since my father’s death. I will go to his grave at dawn, and pray to Metzli until evening. I miss him, so dearly.

Character's ambitions:

- Fight for Metzli’s land

- Become a hero amongst the Kharajyr

- Create special weapons

- Make more friends

- Come of age with honor

_---Situational Rp Questions---_

1.

As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?:

Khezyr watches the sweaty ape trodding through the jungle. Khezyr begins to creep forward slowly, his eyes fixed on the ape. As the ape spots him, it begins to scream, “Help me! I need water, now! Please!” The ape thinks to himself, “What is this thing? It scares me, and it’s ugly... But it’s small. I can kill it, if needs be.”

Khezyr slowly responds, “I have water.” He then pulls a small pouch of a water-like substance, the juice of the Darlki plant, from a small bag he is carrying. He tosses the juice to the ape, and keeps a straight face as the ape guzzles it down. After a few seconds, the ape’s face begins to contort and twist, slightly frightening Khezyr. Moments later, the ape falls to the ground. “Goodbye, monster,” says Khezyr. He then spits on the body of the man, and searches his body for anything of worth. Finding a small ring, Khezyr smiles and begins to drag the body towards the nearest Darlki plant, and drops it into the large pitcher-like flora. “Good riddance.” says Khezyr to himself.

2.

As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak.

"Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!"

He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?:

Khezyr begins to think, “What am I doing here? I’ll get killed!” He turns at the slurred sound of a tiny yet broad ape. Hearing the discriminatory comments, Khezyr begins to growl. The ape laughs at the high pitched “roar” of the small Kharajyr, and this sets Khezyr off. With a scream and unsheathing of claws, Khezyr begins to maul the face of the dwarf. “Shut up you snivelling bastard! I’ll claw your throat out!”

As blood begins to soak into Khezyr’s fur, he is pulled off the dwarf by more apes. They drag him to the door of the tavern, and throw him outside. Khezyr lands with a THUD and rolls into the dirt. Cursing the apes, he scowls and sets off back to the Kharajyr nation.

3.

One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response?

Khezyr opens the door to hear one of his only friends saying that they broke the law. “What were you thinking?! You’ll be sacrificed! and if you stay here, then I’ll get sacrificed too! You could try... running away?” Khezyr frowns, and shuts the door while his friend is answering. His lack of friends has given him the inability to act as a friend should. The friend pounds upon the door, and Khezyr begins to tear up. He hides in his blankets, rubbing his father’s necklace. After nearly ten minutes, he pounding stops, and Khezyr hears screaming from his friend outside. The Moonblades have taken him. Khezyr plugs his ears, hoping to find peace of sorts.

Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred?

Yes, I swear with all my roleplaying ability.

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[Lykos 276]

Well written character... Though I am actually accepting you due to using the darlki poison in the lost human rp situation... I was planning on doing the same.

Accepted.

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

Yayyy!!!! <3 Woohoo. :) Thanks, Lykos.

[Princeton 396]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.