[Orc App] Meegzys 2Nd App

[MEEGZY 42]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: MEEGZY

How old are you?: 20

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Adelaide/Darwin Australia

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

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am friends with Higgsyy and Makka Pakka in real life. I enjoy playing video games and on some weekends playing the sport golf with my father.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Three to five hours daily although Im doing a university study so that eats up some time.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is being a person other than yourself. You become that person, and act out their role in the way they would. You are that person when you roleplay.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have played some RPG games, and higgsyy has been directing me to all the orc roleplay things on the forums. But real roleplaying like this server does I have done a couple months back, when makka higgsyy and I roleplayed on a non roleplay server (warzone miners) ass the Imperium from Warhammer 40k.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Metagaming is using information that you as the player knows, but not your character in game. What that means is if you see some ones nametag or their name in the chat log your character would not know that. So running up to someone saying “Oi John!” without ever hearing their name, is meta.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: Powergaming is using abilities that your character doesn’t have. A prime example of this would be Dwarf vs Orc. An orc swings full force at the dwarfs head and he blocks it. Now basic knowledge, lets say a 9 ft orc, swings at a 4 ft dwarfs head full force. He wouldn’t block it fully, maybe slow it down. That is powergaming.

What do you expect this server will be like?: Higgsyy and makka talk it up so much and I believe them. Ive seen a lot of lets plays and it seems unbelievably awesome!

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Warzone and madgaming were my two major servers. Higgsyy left, and joined up with this one. Now makka is gone so we are looking to re unite the 3 amigos if you will.

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

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

How did you hear about us? Did someone refer you?: Higgsyy in particular has been saying how awesome it is and we should get on it. At first I wasn’t too siked, but then I saw Candle340’s videos and I knew this was the server for me.

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: Click here for my previous app!

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.minecraft...-p-s-e-r-v-e-r/):

In-Character:

Character Name: Zagstruk Braddukk

What Race are you?: Orcs

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

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.):

The story of Zagstruk began when his mother and father, Kita and Mokrag decided to be lifemates. It was noon and Kita had been at the Klomp arena just outside of the Warnation watching the klomps with her mother when a particular Orc caught her eye. Her mother noticed this and nudged her. “Lat like wud lats peep?”. Kita Nodded intently watching as he jumped into the arena. It was a quick klomp and the person who she was eyeing was the victor. “Gu blah tu ‘im” Kitas mother said. She walked over and headbutted him. “Lat klomp gud. Lat peep strung, su da kubs strung!” He laughed and said confidently “Mi neme am Mokrag” The two headbutted once more and agreed to come back the next day to klomp and see the others real strength.

It was early in the morning, and the two met at the klomp arena. They exchanged greetings and awkwardness, then commenced the klomp. Kita was stronger than she looked. She was a lean orc, and was at neck height on Mokrag. But he was a broad muscular orc. The klomp went on for hours, and Mokrag usually had the upperhand but on multiple occasions Kita took the drivers seat. They talked a while after and came to the conclusion that they wanted to be life mates. In the coming days they did.

Their first cub, a light green male, his skin taking after his mother named Thrak. He was smaller than the average orc cub. Kita, however convinced Mokrag he would be fine in growth. He wasn’t. At the age of 6, Thrak was half the size of a regular cub and seemed to take a likening to dwarves. One night when Thrak was left home, he was playing stupidly around the open fire, and inevitably fell in. Mokrag came home to find a burnt body of his weak little cub. He wasn’t too fazed by it, but Kita decided she never wanted another Male cub fearing he would be like Thrak.

Then Zagstruk was born, it was really a bitter-sweet moment. His father Mokrag was overjoyed he had another male cub, of a decent size. His mother Kita however, was not so thrilled. She had always wanted a female cub ever since their previous cub Thrak who had been weak, and puny. That ended badly. Mokrag lifted his newborn up and smiled “Diz kub, gunna be da prade ob da Braddukk femely!” He grinned and set him down. Kita pulled her life mate aside and said “Mokrag, lat rememba wud ‘appened tu Frak?” Mokrag nodded and exclaimed back with pride “Diz ash bedda. Peep ‘ow bubhosh ‘e iz!” Zagstruk was the size of any normal cub but Mokrag only had real experience with one other, and boy was he tiny. “Juzt like ‘iz unkle Ghazkull, wureva ‘e iz, ‘eed be proud!”

At the age of 2 Mokrag began taking Zagstruk regularly to the sparring pit, or klomp arena. Zagstruk learnt the hard way, and was often bruised and bloodied after the trainings. He once complained, but after a beating he learnt not to anymore. Kita never really cared about Zagstruk, and she tended to her own duties and Mokrag was only around beating the daylights out of him.

When Zagstruk was 6, he was just over halfway his fathers waist. They went to the klomp arena and did their daily training session. It came to the time when they used small stone weapons of their choice. Mokrag didn’t really give Zagstruk any opportunity to fight back. He was more or less hardening him up until age 8, but Zagstruk did something that earnt the respect of his mother and father.

Mokrag swung at Zagstruk with a back hand, having tossed the his axe away not long before. Zagstruk ducked and retaliated, jumping higher than he though he could. He stabbed his father right through his shoulder tissue. Mokrag became enraged and grabbed, then tossed Zagstruk but then he was proud. Things were different, and Mokrag enabled Zagstruk to hone his skills in offensive, rather than just defensive.

At the age of 10, Mokrag sent Zagstruk out on his first lone hunt. Zagstruk was not to return without a wolf pelt. He left at dusk on his fathers war boar. Before he left, Mokrag gave his cub the bear necklace his mother gave him and his brother Ghazkull, all those years ago. He rode for the forests. Zagstruk arrived in the wilds at midnight. He dismounted the boar, and got some nearby loose wood. He attempted many times to make a wooden knife to no avail. But, when it 1 in the morning, he had finally mastered the crafting of wooden knives. He went in search for a wolf.

His journey took him to a cave where he had never seen before. Out the front, he saw the wolf. Eyes as dark as night, claws sharper than the pointiest sword. Before he knew it, the wolf lunged at him and cut him across the side of his face, matching scars. He kicked the wolf off and it retreated into the cave. He followed. The cave was dark, and he had no Idea where he was going. He slipped, and fell down, down into the darkness. When he woke up, he was surrounded by dark skinned dwarves who looked like they had never seen the light of day.

“So, ye think yer cen walk into our cave and noff’in is gonna ‘appen to ye?” one of the dwarves said. “We should car’rve ‘em up, and show the orcs we be not messed…” He never finished that sentence. It was interrupted by a deafening roar. The dwarf that was talking before was crushed by….Mokrag. He had a bleeding head, but regained his footing. One of the dwarves ran up to Mokrag but Zagstruk jumped on his back and stabbed him in the eye from behind. Mokrag sent a flanking dwarf flying with a large foot to the face.

It was now midday and they made their way out. Mokrag headbutted his cub in approval and headed home. For the rest of his life from then to now, Zagstruk and Kita stayed quite drawn apart. And when he was 19, plague struck Asulon. Zagstruk and Mokrag remained uninfected, but Kita wasn’t so lucky. Kita remained in her bed for many days and nights. But, one still night, Kita woke Mokrag and the two went outside. Kita sighed in an almost relieved type way when her cold feat touched the warm sand. Zagstruk was awoken to the commotion. He eavesdropped on the two. “Mi hab da pleg.” Kita said burring her face in her hands. “Mi gruk dat, but da kub duz’nt.” Mokrag comforted Kita and held her forearm. “For Zagstrukz seke, flat mi.” Mokrag, let alone Zagstruk went wide eyed. “Yub, mi dun wunt tu loze anodda kub.” Kita held up Mokrags axe that was resting against the door. She obviously had brought it out prior. Mokrag nodded exiling heavily.

Zagstruk was shocked, but before he could say anything his parents had disappeared into the night. It was dawn when Mokrag returned, and Zagstruk was waiting. As soon as Mokrag walked in, Zagstruk noticed his bloodied axe. Zagstruk lunged at Mokrag causing him to fall backwards. Zagstruk yelled choking his father “Lat flat mi momo!” Mokrag roared and slammed his fist into the temple of his cub. Zagstruk was bigger, and stronger than what he has used to be, but his father could still kill him, with ease. The two regained composure, and Mokrag explained what had happened.

Now Zagstruk is 19 and is hoping to join the Ugluk clan with his new found Uncle and father.

What is your Character's ambitions?: To show his father his worthiness and join the Ugluk clan.

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

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?: Crafting/smithing (Making wooden knives)

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format): There is a problem with my screen shot button it as half came out and everytime I press it pops out. If you want to you can look up my name in “Miners need cool shoes”

Other Information about your Character:

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?:

He runs and goes to tackle the Halfling, but is tripped brutally by one of the warriors. He regains his footing wuickly, but is cut along the shin by the other. Zagstruk falls to the ground in pain. He bites at one of their exposed feet, ripping a hunk of flesh out. The guard falls and Zagstruk gets up. The other guard lunges at Zagstruk but he rolls out of the way. The guard accidently decapitates the shocked Halfling, then backs away. He lifts up his sword and gets into a defensive stance in front of the other warrior. Zagstruk crow hops and swings his weapon at the warriors stomach. The two parry, put Zagstruk counters with a left hook to the jaw. The warrior barely has his footing. Zagstruk does a strategically placed headbutt on the warriors jaw, and he falls. “Go! Take the Halfling! Leave us!” Zagstruk takes the Halfling back to the war nation.

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?

Zagstruk leans in “Lat god som pelts? He takes off his current bear pelt and is now standing naked. He plops it on the counter. “Diz ash iz tu old.” The man swallows in disgust and slight fear, as he drops a bear pelt on the counter. Zagstruk pays his fee and leaves.

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?:

Zagstruk wonders carefully to the door, and charges it open. He walks in not expecting anything to be in there. He is quickly ambushed by three elven bandits. One tackles him and the two other pin him down. The leader stands over him and taunts him. “You think you can take my items? Ha! You will meet your doom here.” Zagstruk attempts to break free with no avail. But using his all his power he finally breaks free of the two elves grips. He returns to his feet, and rolls out of the way of a sword making a beeline for his neck. He draws his knife and jumps at the leader. He tackles him and stabs his neck as he has pinned his arms. As he rolls off he is gashed deeply across his front and he falls back. He awakens stripped of his money, and lost in the wilds.

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? He tries to be as polite as possible. “Oi, lat god som fud?” A shopkeeper comes out with some cooked meat. He hands it to Zagstruk “7 minas please good orc” Zagstruk shakes his head and sweeps the shopkeepers legs. He falls and Zagstruk turns to run. As he runs he gets hit by an arrow in the shoulder by keeps on running.

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?:

He meets with his father to defend the gates of the Warnation along with the other orcs. The battle commences and he has a tough time keeping up with the other orcs but has a decent kill count. He gets cut badly along the front, and a bandit comes overto finish him. A sword appears through the badits chest, its mokrag. The fighting goes on for hours but at Dawn, its over.

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