Akincraft's Application

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Preface: This is my third application. My first was an invalid race(Mori) and my second a bit too racy. This third character lacks the passion of the first two in some ways, but relishes in others. I am thoroughly satisfied in this being almost to the best of my ability(saving room for the actual server of course). Please enjoy. :)

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: My Minecraft account is akincraft.

How old are you?: I am nineteen years of age.

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: I live in Tennessee in the United States, GMT-6.

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: I speak flawless English and conduct my grammar at the highest quality that I possibly can.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I have worked at a pizzeria for two years now and have since donned the title "Pizza Tosser". It was around August of 2010 when a coworker of mine showed me minecraft and I have played ever since. I've been on many servers and have administrated several of them, each time making new friends and gaining new experiences.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: This game actually means quite a bit to me, I play quite frequently; if possible, I play every day.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: To roleplay is to create a persona within a game that may or may not be different than you. Your character(s) are bound to the rules of a world that you and others create. Your character must speak and act in accordance with these rules, however, you are free to establish relationships and seek adventures through whichever medium you have chosen. It is basically virtual reality. I have never been an active roleplayer, never really giving it time because I tend to let people know me outside of games. However, I find it invigorating to create a persona that may do things that I may not. As for experience, I was very involved in theatre in high school and thus know my way around archaic characterism.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: As a child I roleplayed with friends and engaged in mock battles frequently. I never really gave it a chance in adolescence until joining the theatre department. I did however play on a roleplay Minecraft server once, playing the part of a mute slave. I followed my Vassal with vigorous loyalty, but as a mute I could not communicate save through the use of a local /me where I would gesticulate. Later someone taught my character to write and I would throw someone a piece of paper and /msg them what it said.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Meta-Gaming is when a character acts out of their usual field and refers to the real world. A character should not be able to know of any events outside of the character's life and therefore should not speak out of a RP manner. Also, if a character somehow knows more about a subject than they should know it is meta, sort of like a human(in game) understanding a language that they would have no way of knowing or speaking(like Mori). For example, if I were to meta, it would be as discreet as possible. On the other rp server I played on briefly I would ask people to check the next tavern they came across for a personal letter, and phrases along those lines always meant check the forum board.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: I believe there are two acts of powergaming, both being distasteful: The first is attempting to level a skill for the sake of levelling a skill. Also known as grinding, it tends to kill the fun of pvp servers with things like heroes and mcmmo because players begin to rely solely on their skill grinding to defeat everyone else instead of a good strategy. The second is when a roleplayer attempts to always weigh an outcome in their favor. Usually they give no leeway in their encounters and consider themselves always right. This is an act of arrogance, and is a trait that no one finds amusing.

What do you expect this server will be like?: Looking at you player count and forums, I expect this server to be nothing like I'm used to. I have been on larger servers with 200 players at a time, but they tend to be overcrowded and laggy. This server hopefully will not behave as such and I am hoping for a bustling populace of fun gamers that take their role seriously. The professional way that the forums are conducted lead me to believe that this is the case.

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

Long Answer:

I have played on many, many servers and I'm afraid the list might be too long to fully list, so I will only list the more important ones. My first server that I stayed with for a while was minelife.tk. On Dec. 26th 2010, I joined and was quickly amazed by the community. The rules and land claiming were simple and allowed for a fun flexibility. We as a community grew in strength over several months and maps. I became an administrator and began to put my personal touch into the server. I ran it to the best of my ability for a coupple of months. This is where I met one of your players, Bigalow40, and her brothers. I played and adminned that server on and off for almost a year.

My second big server that I played on was Valikorlia. I met a few friends there as well that I still speak to on a daily basis. It was April 2011 and I had been an admin on minelife for a while. I grew tired of having not being able to play on there, so I just adminned and played on Val. It had the towny system and we forged a great empire of dominion over the others. This is where I got my first taste of real pvp and soon wanted more. My friend and leader Podiddle and I left after an accidental map wipe and found another server, TotalMinecraft. They were able to successfully use nothing but worldguard as a faction system set up by the admins. The pvp was intense and bloodthirsty, compelling alliances and betrayals. I would find myself getting close to the admins to the point of almost becoming one myself, but in the end declining due to already having a server to administrate.

The server went down unexpectantly and our clan moved with Pod and I back to Valikorlia. We created a town in the newly appointed skylands and our building skills continued to increase. By then, we were feared in most pvp situations and regarded as some of the best builders of the various communities we had joined. We left soon after when we had a disagreement with the owner on how he ran things(poorly). I continued to run minelife almost singlehandedly and ended up not performing my duties correctly after a motorcycle accident. Soon after I had healed, TotalMinecraft came back online and we conquered once again. We ended up leaving due to poor server specifications and daily rollbacks of 3+ hours. We played a bit(Podiddle and I) on evocraft and left there quickly after being xrayed to repeatedly. It was in November that I finally left Minelife, occasionally checking in every so often. I rejoined total and became an admin to make it a better community, but quit once I was no longer needed. Now I find myself applying to various whitelists on several servers including this one.

Short Answer:

Minelife.tk(Played for three months, Administrated for eight): Left due to eventual distaste after the owner never fixing his custom plugins.

Valikorlia(Moderated for two weeks, Played for two): Left due to a server crashing wiping everything, returned later, and then quit again because of poor ownership.

Totalminecraft(Played for several months, administrated for three): Left because it went down unexpectedly, rejoined when it came back up, left again due to rollback, rejoined in December, became an admin to fix things, left once the staff consisted of fifteen children.

Evocraft(played for a month): Left due to others' rampant hacking.

HavocMC(adminned for a month): Set things up for a friend on the server, left because of poor management.

There was the RP server I played on for two weeks, but it went down and I have no clue where to find it. There are probably others, but those are the major ones.

Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: The rules are extensive and quite clear. I have read, understood, and agreed to all of them.

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I agree that when in character and on the forums and teamspeak, I will follow all corresponding rules and laws.

How did you hear about us?: I was following a case of my account being hacked a few months ago to make sure my account hasn't been banned from various places. It brought me here and I am still on the trail of a case where a certain player used my account name and changed my password(and my skin). I simply changed it again using my email and am now trying to find the site where the hacked information is given, to protect my and other players accounts. I realized that I have a friend from a server that I administrated playing here, Bigalow40, and she suggested that I join.

Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?: I have not yet, but will if I deem the server worthy of my vote.

In-Character:

Biography, Letter Format:

Application Format:

Character Name: Jonathan Robert Flint

What Race are you?: Human

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): None Specified

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.): All stated above in the image. You can find a text, non image type copy here.

Addressed To The Good People Of The Office Of Registration

It has come to my attention that this is my third attempt to reach your ministry. I have hopes that you receive this copy of my application for citizenship of Asulon. I would again like to express my apologies for not getting this to you sooner, but I believe that I may be able to explain myself in this document.

Hark, good people of the international offices, for I send this letter of my registration for the greater continental area of Asulon. I will clearly state my name for you as Jonathan Robert Flint, age forty-one years of the human calendar. My race is that of a human, though nothing specific at the time of birth I believe. The following is a hasty attempt to recount my days until now.

My birth found me upon the vast estate of my family in the hills upon the road to Dunwood. The lavish lifestyle of my small clan was a result of my grandfather's hard work to the commercial success of our gold mines scattered throughout the hills. The family had many miners and servants under our tutelage providing me with a lifestyle without much obligation towards physical labor. Therefore, the first fourteen years of my life found me in our library studying all varieties of subjects with the most noteworthy being the tomes of various volumes of the sciences. I concentrated on the physical existence of the world, my mind a steel trap of explanation. Everything could be explained in those days by the fundamental principles I studied. When my father studied the drink and my mother examined priceless gems and silken robes, I collected the affection of others through my endless reading.

My view of the servants at my young age was ever morphing with my philosophical bindings with their archaic speech speaking volumes of their education (or lack of). It was upon the age of fourteen or so that I began field research into astronomy. There were often searches for me late at night when discovered that I was not within the walls of the estate but instead in the tall grass plotting the stars for hours. I learned every constellation of Aegis and even created my own. One night, I queried as to why the stars were as they were. How far, how large? I began mathematics and measurement to try to explain these phenomena, eventually spreading from simple measurement to volume, from volume to triangles, from triangles to force. I encountered a problem at this time. My endless sea of books had come to an end within the subject of measurement. I went without sleep searching for my own theorems, my own explanations.

A groundsman found me this way and asked that I join him in his activities to clear my mind. It was very difficult to relate with him, our lives being so different. It wasn't that I was a bigot, but that I was unable with my education to lower my level of speech to his. I kept mum with him as he showed me his tasks. I learned from him the proper ways to gardening and pruning and such, sullying my hands for the first time with the labour of weeding. One day, tending such chores led me to a discovery. There was a chicken loose in the garden and his behavior was not to be tolerated. My overseer took this as the opportunity to shoot the chicken with his bow, arching it at the perfect degree and holding the proper force to expertly land within the animal's gullet. I was amazed at the trajectory of this man and begged that he teach me at once the proper way to archery. He agreed with a smile and we found the next several years passing with such activities. I had become a hunter and relished the ability to master trajectory and force against my prey.

My confidence and strength increased as well as my mind every year. I joined the hunting parties of the family servants and killed many a game. My father found it pertinent upon my birthday of twenty to end such foolishness and prepare to be a gentleman. I continued my hunting and relationships with my servants from that point on in secret, for I could not change who I had become. For three years I continued the circle of hunting, studying, and lordship until that dark day. I read many books in my childhood of supernatural beings but had always worshipped my library and felt such mythology out of place in the world. If it couldn't be explained, it couldn't possibly exist. What then was the multitude of armed warriors approaching the estate? The abominations couldn't exist, it was impossible. I learned that day that there were things in the world that I couldn't explain; evil existed in other mediums than literature. I rushed from my nook to the loft and then the roof. Dozens of my arrows rained into the approaching night, downing as many creatures as my strength allowed. The kind groundsman found me at my perch and beckoned that I escape, I being the young lord and heir, to the forest beyond the estate. I ran. I am still unsure for how long I ran. My muscles screamed and my head throbbed but I moved as long as I could. I came across a road and collapsed, waking after the pass of many hours.

I found my way over the course of several days to Laurelin, joining the crowd of survivors blanketing the area. They stood around a great crater waiting for something. I, too exhausted to speak, filed into the crowd myself, just to watch. Suddenly, where there had been nothing stood blood spattered warriors, their faces grim yet triumphant. Many of us in the crowd followed them and their guide to a ruin, a large gate being the main focal point. I knew it was a portal and refused to believe in it. I was numb enough to forget my beliefs and just keep walking. I arrived on the other side in a daze, hoping to awake from this terrible dream. I longed for the hills again, the library, the sharp twang of my loosed arrow being caught by the wind. I looked at things as though a dream and felt nothing. I assisted with the building of boats for us to cross the vast ocean we found ourselves on. The gale that plagued us was ending and I felt the crisp breeze on my face, seeming to awaken from my stupor. I gained vitality as I stared at the expanse, finally clear and blue, welcoming. I had a purpose again, I WOULD continue on! As the pilots were designated I volunteered to much surprise. I hadn't spoken a word until that moment and I felt my head high against the breeze with many eyes upon me. I knew finally what I would do. I measured the wind, the force not so different from Aegis. I would use my education of plotting, measurements, and trajectory to steer my vessel at the head. At night I used the stars to guide us, the constellations different, but the general feel welcoming. We sailed for days until we hit the continent of Asulon. I had fulfilled a purpose and helped lead my people to safety. I knew though that I still had to find myself. There were so many questions unanswered out there. I bade farewell and sailed alone to a small island, living in isolation for several years to contemplate the events of my life.

Now I wish to return to the mainland and begin my search for more clues, for the truth. One day I will attempt a journey back to Aegis to find my family, for though I was estranged, I still love them. I bid that you accept my registration attached to this letter good people. Farewell and good luck to you.

Jon R. Flint

What is your Character's ambitions?: He hopes on his journey in Asulon that he will further his studies into the fields of science. He also hopes to study the unexplainable phenomena of magic, the undead, and what happened in Aegis, hoping to one day return to Aegis to find what has become of his family.

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): He prefers the company of a bow, compass, and watch.

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? He is skilled within areas of science: Plotting, Trajectory, Astronomy, all perfect skills for an archer and a guide.

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

Other Information about your Character: He looks at things logically; this can be either a blessing or a curse. On one hand, he may be able to decode parts of the natural world through the sciences of mathematics and biology. On the other, aspects of magic and the supernatural may just be too much for his mind to handle being that they cannot be explained with his science. Also, a note: the statement of his father about lordship is an exaggeration. They come from his grandfather's money and his father is addicted to the decadent lifestyle of their estate. They however are not lords and therefore Jon is simply a scholar and the heir to a nonexistant estate back on Aegis, translating to being an heir of nothing.

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? Jon's mind quickly formulated a plan, but how might he put it to the test? He searches the ground for three suitable stones of a suitable mass. After finding the perfect selection, he proceeds to take a bit of spare twine from his pack and three arrows. The stones are tied to the tip of the arrow shafts with the heads removed. Two of the stone are completely rounded and centered, but the third is on the under side of the arrow for it was the first to be shot. He brushes the hair off of is ear and feels the slight breeze against it. After a few calculations, he raises the first arrow to the sky, drawn completely, at a 67 or so degree angle. He then turns slightly to the left to compensate for the force given by the wind and fires. After a few seconds, one of the men collapses with a loud clang while the other looks about confused. Jon stands at the ready, second rounded-stone headed arrow notched and ready. The man notices and charges, ducking and sweeping towards Jon until the prefect moment. Jon lets loose his heaviest draw at the man's forehead, instantly knocking him out. They would both wake up slightly concussed, but would eventually be fine, meanwhile the halfling and Jon would be miles away at that point. -An exerpt from Applications of Fundamental Trajectory by Jonathan Robert Flint

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? "Ah, good morrow sir. I would like to inquire as to whether you have any books that I may have a good look at." The man stares curiously and after a slight pause:"Not sure why ye might need anythin' like tha'. No one ever buys a thin' like tha' at the market, nobo'y." After a hasty apology, Jon makes an entry in his diary on the heathenistic ways of those that scoff the fundamentals of reading. -An excerpt from The Fundamentals of Reading by Jonathan Robert Flint

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?: Jon wondered across a small cache withing an abandoned house. He studies it for a moment and proceeds to produce a sketchbook from his pack. He looks the items up and down, admiring the craftmanship while sketching for his next book. He catalogued many of his encounters this way to ensure that he may one day be able to recount the items come across in his travels without ever disturbing them where they are left. -An excerpt from The Wayward Travels Volume III by Jonathan Robert Flint

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? Jonathan examines the village for a moment, his eyes resting on a storehouse's outdoor awning. He offers, "Sir, I offer a bargain. You see, it has been some time since I have had the opportunity to have a drink of water and a bite of food. In return for these things I offer sound advice that may well save the pigs under that awning." He motions for the man to follow him with other villagers in turn." If you look here, there is a fatal flaw in the design. There is too much pressure on this support beam and the cantilever is too far over. If you simply move it this way, the force will no longer strain the support. Just know that if you don't soon, this end will collapse on these pigs and kill the lot." He smiles slightly at the villagers as they all examine the areas he had gesticulated at."Sir, if ye don' mind me askin', are ye a carpenter?""Ah, of course not good sir. I am but a simple mathematician. If I might have a bed here tonight, which I guarantee will be clear, I will take us all out under the stars and tell tales of the constellations, the men and beasts of yore!" And so it was that the simple folk were amazed by the tales of mythology by the man who believed none of it himself, nodding them off as compelling stories. -An excerpt from The Wayward Travels Volume V by Jonathan Robert Flint

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?: Jonathan thinks to himself and nods it off. He can easily navigate around the bandits in the dead of night with the stars and his compass if he needs to leave. Anyone else needing to leave only need ask Jon for safe passage out. It is best after all to leave such a skirmish to better established fighters of close range for he best have nothing to do with such brutal means of weaponry. -An excerpt from Plotting in the Heat of the Night by Jonathan Robert Flint

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Accepted.

Finally! I am glad to have accepted you. Also any GM's reading this; Enjoy the long read. :)

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