Misssasy11 Application 2

[misssasy11 2]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:

Misssasy11

How old are you?:

14

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

Eastern Time/United States of America

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

Yes, I do. I speak English.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:

I have been playing minecraft for a few months now and love the game. I have been role playing since I was about 10. I love the feeling of being someone you could never be in real life.

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

2-3 hours a day.

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

Roleplaying is being someone else. It means to live their life and give them a personality just like others in the real world. When you roleplay you get the chance to be someone new and to do different things. You need to be your character. Roleplaying is a totally addictive and immersive experience.

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

I have mainly roleplayed; I know this sounds dumb; but on Neopets. I used to be OBSESSED with Neopets, because of all the roleplaying. I would roleplay whatever I could get my hands on. Harry Potter, Warriors, Lions, Magical Schools, Percy Jackson, You name it I probably roleplayed it.

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

Metagaming is roleplaying without taking your character's personality in to consideration. It is also when you use outside information and use it in roleplay.

EX:

Metagamer: Woah dude just found out wood elves are scared of fire! Totally going to use a fire spell on them to defeat them!

Or

Metagamer: My character is super kind and nice!

Beggar: Food please!

Metagamer: No way! Get away you dirty hobo!

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

Powergaming is when you kill people without giving them a chance to react or do impossible things.

EX:

Player 1: Attacks with flame spell

Powergamer: Stabs you with knife and kills you and walks away unharmed.

What do you expect this server will be like?:

I expect it to be full of roleplaying. I believe that most people will continue to roleplay and not talk OOC too much. I really am hoping it will be like a roleplaying forum board only with avatars.

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

I haven't really played on any servers before. The only one I have was Massivecraft. I left them because they promised a roleplay experience yet it was never delivered.

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

Yes I have.

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? Did someone refer you?:

I saw it in Avacadoguy's signature when looking at a texture pack on the minecraft forum.

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?:

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/54983-misssasy11-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. (http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-%E2%96%91%E2%96%92%E2%96%93-the-lord-of-the-craft-%E2%96%93%E2%96%92%E2%96%91-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r/):

In-Character:

Character Name:

Séreméla

What Race are you?:

Elf

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

High Elf

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.):

Séreméla and her parents always lived on the outskirts of Haelun'or College Campus when she was growing up. Both of her parents worked as highly regarded professors there. There Séreméla learned many lessons of combat as well as all of the different lores. Séreméla quickly grew very educated and could graduate Haelun'or College when she was just 50 years old. This gave Séreméla a lot of time on her own on campus. During her free time she stayed in the library studying all that she could so that in due time she could be well versed in a lore. All this intelligence wasn’t lost on her and before too long Séreméla began to give speeches on campus. There she learned how to talk her way out of any situation. Any question she was asked would either be given a direct answer if she knew it or Séreméla would find some way to roundabout to a different question or give the person false intelligence. All this intelligence though quickly got to Séreméla and she thought she could handle any situation thrown out at her. When she was 75 she ran away from home, positive that she knew better than her family. When wondering in the woods she came along a small gypsy camp.

Gypsy Leader “Why hello there young high elf, you look very intelligent just like your forefathers. Would you like to take a chance at a….let’s call it intelligence test?”

Séreméla “Anything you have for me can easily be beaten for my intelligence is quite superior.”

Gypsy Leader “My, my, my a little full of ourselves aren’t we? Well I see you have a nice sack of minas there, how about we make this….intersting.”

Séreméla lightly touches her sack of minas she presumed was hidden by her cloak. She knew it was all she had with her but the Gypsy was mocking her and she couldn’t let someone of such low intelligence do that to her.

“I bet my entire sack that your question is not too hard for me.” Séreméla said slamming her sack onto the carpet the gypsy was sitting on.

The Gypsy Leader rubbed a long nail across the seam of the sack before speaking again.

“In Dwarven Lore which king allowed the Braveaxes to dominate dwarven politics?” The Gypsy Leader said with a sly but cocky grin.

Séreméla “Oh that’s easy its….its…” Then it hit Séreméla she didn’t know the answer. But she couldn’t panic. She could talk her way out of it. She HAD to talk her way out of it.

Gypsy Leader “What? Don’t know? Guess you aren’t as smart as you act!” She said with an evil cackle.

Séreméla couldn’t think straight. How dare this gypsy of diminutive intelligence scoff at her like that? It was distressing. The anger in Séreméla rose up like the mercury in a thermometer on a hot summer’s day.

Gypsy Leader “I heard that you were smart but obviously they were wrong! You can’t even talk your way out of your situation! I can’t believe people even waste time on you! The Gypsy then snatched the sack in her cold, sweaty hand and slipped into her tent leaving Séreméla standing there in a dumbstruck rage.

Séreméla couldn’t believe that she had let her emotions get in the way like that. She let the old gypsy trick her out of her money. Séreméla couldn’t go back home now. Obviously she didn’t know enough.

Séreméla never went back home to her parents. She now travels to different towns in search of knowledge. She tries to control her anger and still talks her way out of situations. Now as an adult of 120 years old she wants to make it to the king and work for him. Séreméla thinks that if her intelligence can’t get to him she hopes her speaking and looks can.

What is your Character's ambitions?:

Séreméla wants to work as an advisor to the king. She wants to learn everything there is to know. She wants to learn to control her emotions. Séreméla also wants to find that gypsy again to outsmart her and get her money back.

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

If her mouth counts then it would obviously be that. Séreméla can talk her way out of any situation as long as her emotions don’t get in the way. If that doesn’t count then it would be a book, again another very abstract tool but intelligence means everything to Séreméla.

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

Séreméla’s most skilled talent is her speech. She can talk her way out of anything. She can do whatever she wants and can get people to trust her too. As long as her emotions don’t get in the way her mouth rarely fails her.

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

http://tinypic.com/r/1972n9/6

Other Information about your Character:

I think that is about it.

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?

Séreméla turns the corner down a small dirt road in the forests when she witnesses two big men harassing a small figure. She knows little of the small figure and decides it would be best for her to turn a blind eye and sneak past the situation. While making a bee line for the forest she hears a large yell behind her.

“Hey you! Get ov’r here now!”

Slowly Séreméla turns to see one of the giant men pointing his sword at her while the other has a tight grip on the small figures shoulders.

“Are you deaf?” The big man calls out, “When I say now it means now!”

Seeing no other solution Séreméla quickly scampers down to the big men who she now recognizes as warriors. The bigger of the two has his focus on a little Halfling who was shaking uncontrollably.

“Now listen up here elf give us all your minas and no one get hurt!”

“But, my handsome man I am but a poor messenger without a minas to my name. I could not give you a single minas. But sir without a doubt if I had a single one I would give them all to you.” Séreméla said with a curtsey obviously schmoozing her way out of the situation.

“You mean that? Because ya’ know most people put up a fight.” The big man said pouting a little bit.

“Yes I do. But if you want to know a secret, well come here.” Séreméla said beckoning the large man closer. “I happen to know that little Halfling has large amounts of minas. I met him before when delivering a package. VERY rich!” Séreméla whispered.

The warrior steeped back looking happily surprised. He signaled Séreméla to continue on her way. Before leaving though Séreméla caught sight of the warriors continuing to bash on the Halfling even harder than before. She felt a little bad but it was better the Halfling then her, besides this way Séreméla got to keep her minas.

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?

“Well good sir I was wondering if you had any books of lore here at this fine establishment today?” Séreméla said with a large but very fake smile.

“Why yes I do young lady. I have a dwarven one right here only 50 minas.” Said the well-dressed man confident he had just made a sale.

Séreméla was shocked by the price. 50 minas boy had the price of learning gone up. She only had 10 minas, but she needed that book. A desire for knowledge called out from within.

“Now don’t you think 50 is a little pricey? If you brought it down to about hmm 10 I think that would be more fair.”

“10! 10! You think I would sell you this book of lore for 10 minas! Do you want me to run of business little lady? I will go to 45 but that is it!” He said getting quite exasperated.

“Now ,now sir now need to get testy it is just that if you don’t lower it down then you will be out a sale.”

“One sale? Pish Posh I don’t need you! I have other customers!”

“Not after I leave! I will spread the news and no one will ever come back!”

“And who do you presume will listen to a young, dumb dwarf!”

“Sir, I am not dumb. And many will listen to me. “

“Sure!” He began to laugh, “Sure! Many will listen to me!” He said beginning to mock Séreméla’s voice.

“Get out! Get out you dirty, little elf! I want you out now!” He began to yell attracting attention to the situation.

Séreméla knew this was her only chance. She needed to think quick to get what she wanted. Séreméla felt the well-dressed man’s large hands clasp her shoulders. Séreméla let out a yelp and fell to the ground screaming bloody murder. Everyone in the vicinity stopped and stared at her. “Ow! Ow! It hurts!” Séreméla cried out not actually feeling any pain. She then closed her eyes and cried alligator tears. She heard many cries out from people nearby.

“How could you put hands on a little girl!”

“What did that elf ever do to you!”

“Give her what she wanted!”

“Yeah! Give her what she wants!”

Before long everyone was chanting “Give her what she wants!” Séreméla still just sat there sobbing trying to hide the smile forming on her lips. Then she felt a large lump fall on to her lap. She looked up and rubbed her tear stained eyes to see the book of lore. She grabbed the book, stood up and gave a little nod. She then silently walked away very pleased with her 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?:

Séreméla looks at the dusty old chest and knows that it hasn’t been used in quite some time. She hastily opens the chest to see a few iron bars and a golden sword. Quickly she shuts the chest. That had been no help to her what so ever and decides to check the rest of the hut for a good book and some minas. She finds a small minas pouch and swipes that but leaves everything else alone. Quietly she leaves the house exactly as it is and enters the dirt path, looking as nonchalant as ever.

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

“Hello there kind people. I am very lost and hungry do you happen to know how I could get some food and a map?”

The dwarf who greeted you looks at you with a scowl and says “Suppose that means you got no minas?”

Séreméla looks down at her feet as her stomach growls, a silent tear rolls down her face. She knew her emotions were getting in the way of thinking but she couldn’t help it, she was just so hungry. “No sir, I’m sorry none at all.”

The dwarf sees her tear and his scowl turns to a panic. “Now, now girl! Don’t cry! Don’t cause a scene! Please don’t cry!”

But the dwarf’s pleas were no use because as soon as the one tear dropped Séreméla’s eyes were a dam that had just been opened. Tears streamed down her face and large sobs filled the air. Everyone around them stopped and stared.

“Ok, ok just take some bread and this map! Now stop crying! You are causing a scene!”

Séreméla took the bread and sat next to the dwarf. She sat there sniffling and nibbling on her bread while studying the map. All the time secretly scolding herself for once again letting her emotions get in the way.

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

Séreméla is sitting in the library when she hears a piece of paper drop. She looks down to see a tarnished piece of paper lying on the cold stone floor. Séreméla unfolded it and began to read.

“REWARD: anyone who would like to help the town guard fight the bandits.”

Séreméla knew she could really use the money but she was taught from a young age that combat is something that happens around her but she shouldn’t take part in. She was already a disgrace to her parents for losing the minas to the gypsy. She shouldn’t take part in combat even if she was really low on minas. She was raised better than that.

[Lego XBOX 915]

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Great extensive application, thou art one of a centennial amount applicants which demonstrates a immense amount of effort.

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Note:

We have, nevertheless, found a problem. Meta-gaming is actually using OOC information in character. But thou art fine to pass onto the server

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Thou is welcome, Séreméla, to the world of Asulon. We could not be happier!

Is it not clear!?

Note- it is tradition for us to use the royal 'we' and old Canterlot voice.

[Lego XBOX 915]

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