Kroosayder12's Third Application

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Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: Doomtrooper12

How old are you?: I am 18 years old

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: (GMT -4)/United States

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, I do have a good grip on the English language.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I see myself as a friendly and charismatic person who is easy to get along with. I do not mind following rules or taking orders from people and like to help out in any way I can.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I will try to be on the server as much as I can.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is my way of letting my imagination and creativity flow by escaping reality to a place where anything is possible if I put my mind to it. It is also a very entertaining way of making the best of something by enhancing the experience to a level that will expand the time of usage.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: My experience with roleplaying began when I was a child. I would “pretend” to be many different roles in games with my friends. Everyday would be a new adventure, no day was the same. One day it would be soldiers, the next day we would be knights on a important quest. The irony of this was that we roleplayed “Lord of the Rings” quite often. After I grew up, I began to play the online game “RuneScape”,which I still play today, where I would join roleplaying clans.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: In my eyes, Meta-Gaming is using knowledge that your character does not know and using it to benefit. It also is acting based on how the game mechanics will benefit you in the future. Meta-gaming in general is going beyond the rules and environmental limits of the server.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: In my opinion, Power-Gaming is acting against another roleplayer and saying that it is successful without giving them warning so that they can react. This can be labeled as “god modding”.

What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect this server to be a place where I can meet people who share my interest in roleplaying as well as a creative experience for myself and others. I expect the server to be very beautiful and visually stimulating.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:I have just recently gotten minecraft and have yet to go on a server.

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

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

How did you hear about us? Did someone refer you?: I heard about you while I was browsing through a skin website and there was a category for

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?:Yes I have, http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/53605-kroosayder12s-application/

Have you posted this application on our minecraft forum thread yet? If not, just finish it up on here and then copy + paste is over there: It says that I cannot post there.

In-Character:

Character Name: Feliks Iosifovich Zykov

What Race are you?: Human

What Sub-Race are you?: Northerner

Biography: Feliks is of average height with a muscular build that is common to his homeland of Oren. His hair is of light brown and short length. Feliks’ skin is pale but clear of any blemishes, although he is covered in scars from many battles. He has a neatly trimmed goatee upon his face. His eyes are a deep blue, the color of the sea. Calluses and blisters cover his hardworking hands. Feliks is 21 years of age, although many people think he is in his 30’s or early 40’s at first glance. When he speaks, his voice is deep and clear despite having an accent that is common to many people of Oren. Feliks is a friendly and charismatic person who is easy to get along with. He makes friends with ease and is very loyal to them. When someone needs help, Feliks will drop what he is doing in order to aid them, even if they are complete stranger. When he finishes, he does not accept any payment because he believes that good deeds should not have to be rewarded. Adventuring and exploring are Feliks’ favorite pastimes, along with working a forge and smithing. He also enjoys working with his hands and with animals large and small. Zykov respects nature and treats it with care. He is a Puritarian.

Feliks Iosifovich Zykov was born in Oren to Svetlana Ivanovna and Iosif Nikolayevich Zykov on the 20th day of the Second Seed. When he was born, he appeared stillborn, but his father confirmed that he was indeed alive. Several months after his birth, Feliks became very ill, so ill that all (even his parents) thought he would not survive. To everyone’s surprise, he made a full recovery. On his 2nd birthday, Feliks is kidnapped by a bandit who wanted to ransom him. After a few days, the local militia saves him and returns him to his parents. At the age of 5, Feliks is enrolled into school, where he will excel. At 10, Feliks begins his training with the forge; he quickly learns the ins and outs, gaining vast amounts of skill. As Feliks turned into a teen, he began training with swords and learns the ways of combat. He becomes an apprentice to the local blacksmith, making a steady wage to help support his family. He managed to balance his school work with his work at the forge. Unlike many of his peers, Feliks chose to focus on his education and future instead of going to parties and dating. Eventually, he fell in love with his boss’s daughter, Myla. Myla and Feliks began dating and soon became inseparable; they spent all their free time together. But fate had other plans. An outbreak of disease erupted in Oren, many people become ill and died, Myla happened to be one of them. Feliks mourned her loss for years. On His 20th birthday, Feliks was struck by another tragedy. His mother and father’s home was destroyed in a fire that was started by Robbers whom had murdered them after a botched robbery. Feliks found the burned out remains of the house the next day. He feel to his knees and wept and swore to avenge his parents at any cost. He dawned the family armor that managed to survive the armor and set off to search for the band of thieves who killed his parents. After a year of searching long and hard, He found the den that the thieves called home. No mercy was shown to the filthy thieves, all were cut down before Feliks. When he came upon their leader, Feliks beat and maimed him, before finally ending his life. Feliks returned home and distributed the loot found in the den to the town. The next day, he was gone, he had left in the night to escape the sadness and bad memories. He now wanders the Earth, searching for his purpose in life

What is your Character's ambitions?: Feliks’ ambitions are to explore the land, helping those in need and to find his purpose in life. He also wants to settle down and start family.

What is your character’s favorite tool?: My character’s favorite tool is his sword that he inherited from his father. It is the only thing, other than his memories, that he can remember him by.

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Feliks’ most skilled talent is swordmanship. He was trained by the captain of the local guard, who happened to be his uncle. He planned on joining the guard, but the tragedy of his parents changed that.

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format): http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/705/securedownloadux.png/

Other Information about your Character: Feliks’ does not like to talk about his family, because it hurts him too much emotionally to do so. He also has a mild fear of fire, because his parents burned in it. He has a fiery hatred for thievery because of the incident with them in his past.

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? Feliks confronts them, making sure to show an unaggressive tone in his body language. “What is going on here?” he questions, “None of ya business whelp, now get moving!” replies one of the men. Feliks draws his sword, “I’m warning you I will use deadly force if I need to, return the halfling’s belongings and step back” warns Feliks. The warriors look at each other and then to the aggressive warrior, they draw their weapons. “This is your last chance, give back his belongings and leave” “Never!” shouted the largest warrior as he rushed at Feliks with his axe held high, The Halfling dives into the bushes. Feliks catches the axe with his parrying dagger and thrusts his sword into his foes chest; he kicks him into his partner so that he slows his rush. But the warrior deftly avoids his dying partner and crashes into Feliks with full force, knocking his weapons out of his hands and him onto the ground. The warrior-turned-thief delivers a crushing blow to Felik’s chest, but his scale armor saves him. With lighting speed, Felik’s kicks the attacker’s feet out from under him and disarms him. Both jump to their feet with fists ready. Feliks swings and connects with the man’s jaw, he retaliates with an uppercut. After an exchanging of blows, Feliks gets the warrior in a chokehold and begins to squeeze. The victim’s face begins to turn blue and a gurgling noise can be heard. “I yield, I yield!” he manages to say. The hold on him is released and he’s pushed onto the ground. Gasping for breath, the warrior manages to plead “Spare me, I won’t cause any more trouble”! Feliks decides to show him mercy, “Take your dead friend and get out of here”. The man scrambles to his feet, collects his deceased partner and runs off. The Halfling pops out from behind the bush, “Are you alright?” asked Feliks, “I’m fine thanks to you.” –He smiles- “Did they get anything?” “No, I wasn’t carrying anything of value anyways”. Both are silent for a moment, as they both know what would have happened. “So where are you heading?” questions the Halfling, “Where ever fate takes me.” “Mind if I join you, just until the next town?” “Not at all” replies Feliks with a smile.

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? Feliks greets the man warmly “Greetings good sir, what are your wares”? “The finest trinkets and doo-dads handcrafted by elven artisans, garments made from the finest silk money can buy lutes and fifes crafted from exotic woods from faraway lands, you name it and I sell it!” boasted the merchant. Seeing an opportunity to offload some of his loot, Feliks produces an ornate dagger with numerous engravings and a gold hilt that is encrusted with gems “What would I get for this?” The merchant’s eyes light up at the sight of the treasure, he takes the dagger from Feliks and begins to examine it with a loupe. “Incredible, these gems are real! So is the handle the gold they are embedded in, and look at the engravings! The blade itself is crafted from a quality of silver that only the wealthy could afford!” –the merchant takes his loupe off- “Young man, how did you find such a piece of craftsmanship?” Feliks tells the merchant the story of how he found it deep inside a cave, inside a box buried in the ground. “Remarkable!” –the merchant puts his hand on he’s chin and thinks- “I’d be willing to take this off your hands for a hefty sum of 350 Minas”. “We have a deal” says Feliks. –the two shake hands- “Sit tight while I fetch your payment” –the merchant goes into his safe and begins counting out the money- “Here you are my good sir!” –he hands Feliks a coin purse full of coins- “Anything else I can do for you my friend?” –Feliks spies a rugged pair of climbing boots with studs on the soles- “How much for those fine climbing boots over there?” “Ah you have an eye for quality my friend, for you I will part with them for 50 Minas!” –Feliks ponders momentarily- “Do you mind if I tried them on?” “No, not at all! Go Right ahead!” –the man hands them to Feliks, who then tries them on- “I’ll take them!” -Feliks hands the man 50 Minas- “I’d best be off!” With a wide smile the merchant bids farewell.

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?: My character runs his fingers gently over the blade of the golden sword, resisting the temptation to steal it. He closes the chest and turns to leave, when he walks into an old woman and causes her to drop her produce. “Blimey! What de ‘ell are you doin’ in me ‘ouse!” she shouts. “Forgive me; I wandered into your home thinking it was abandoned”. Her eyes glimmered with fury, she scorned “Well it ain’t, didn’t your mum teach ya not to just let yourself into people’s ‘ouses!” ”No madame she didn’t, I wasn’t going to take anything, look I have nothing of yours.” –Feliks empties his rucksack and pockets- “See?” –The elderly woman bends over to collect her produce, Feliks stoops and helps her- She looks him in the eyes, as though she was gazing into his soul. “Alright, I believe ya” she utters. “Is there anything I can do to make up for this incident?” asks the guilty adventurer. After think long and hard, she repiles “There is one thing, you can split me some firewood.” “Alright, I’ll get right on it”. After a few hours spitting and carrying in firewood, Feliks was done. “Come child” the old woman beckoned, “sit with me by the fire and tell me of your adventures”. Feliks sat next to her and did just that. After several tales, the woman rose and brought him a bowl of stew. “Here, eat this so you can regain your energy”. The hungry warrior gobbled up the soup. “IT was delicious Madame”. Soon his eyelids grew heavy, Feliks couldn’t keep them open and soon fell asleep. The next morning Feliks awoke fully rested. But he felt that something wasn’t right. The hut was in a dilapidated state, with no signs of life what so ever. The elderly woman was nowhere to be seen as well. “Was it all just a dream?” Feliks said to himself, “No, it couldn’t have been, it seemed so real”. The confused adventurer gathered his things and made his hay down the path, and the brightly glowing woman watched him walk away. As he disappeared into the woods, she disappeared as well.

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? He greets them warmly “Good day!” they respond with many a “Greetings!” and Hail!” The entire camp comes to him. “What brings you to our neck of the woods traveler?” asks the camp leader. With a sheepish grin Feliks replies “I have lost my way, and I am out of food, and I have no more money.” “You are in quite a predicament my friend” The camp gathered together in a huddle to discuss the situation. After a moment of discussion, the group returns to the lost warrior, the leader speaks “We have thought it over and we have decided to supply you with food and a place to stay the night, on one condition”. “What is your condition?” Feliks asks curiously. “You must take inventory of all of our goods.” –the leader points to a massive stack of crates and barrels- “Ok, I’ll do it.” For many hours, Feliks catalogued the goods and wares of the trading camp, sometimes he had to start over because he forgot things. It was sunset by the time he finished. “Great work traveler, you have earned your stay tonight” boomed the camp leader. That night the entire camp had a great feast to celebrate their new friendship with the traveler. There was roasted boar, pheasant, salted fish and various types of ale. At dawn the camp’s inhabitants filled Feliks’ rucksack with leftovers of the previous nights feast. They also gave him a map of the area so he would not become lost again. After hearty farewells, the traveler departs.

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?: Feliks offers his support and makes his way to the lair of the bandits. The bandits were held up inside an old fort that had been abandoned ages ago. “Alright men” lectures the captain of the guard. “these crafty bastards have been plaguing the area with robberies and murders. They will not hesitate to kill anyone who poses a threat to their loot. Stay alert; they are dangerous when they are together.” A group of guards bring up kegs filled with explosives and place them at the huge reinforced door of the fort. “This oughta give ‘em a jump.” jokes a guard. A loud explosion echoes across the area and the door is blown off its hinges. The coalition storms into the fort, taking many a bandit by surprise. Feliks cuts bandits down before they even have time to react. Deeper and deeper down into the belly of the fort the group goes, killing and capturing as many of the bandits as possible. Soon they reach the vaults, which were heavily guarded. “Don’t let them get the loot!” bellowed the Bandit Chieftain over the clang of metal on metal. Feliks rushes straight for the chieftain, his loud war cry echoing throughout the hall. ¬“Stop, I surrender!” yelpd the chieftain,” Put down your weapons you idiots!” The remaining bandits obey and lay down their arms. They are rounded up and escorted into the town, while the rest of the guards load the loot up in carts (with Feliks help). Back at the local jail, the secretary pays Feliks his reward, which he uses to buy the guards a round at the tavern.

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