Tripzjay's Application

[TripzJay 0]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:TripZee

How old are you?:16

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:CST/United States

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

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Get along with others well and love the creative aspect of Minecraft. Like to meet new people and make new friends.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 10+ hours

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is the act of taking the place of a character, and living, fighting, and just all around acting as they would. Often used to escape real life for a bit, and assume the role of a more exciting one.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Played in a Roleplaying server called Genasia, and an older Roleplaying server in which I forgot the name of .

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: In my own words, Meta-Gaming is the act of one or multiple players using information learned OOC in an IC situation.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Using a emote in a unfair way during an IC situation. For example, in a confrontation, one character is about to attack another, and the victim quickly says "Kills the attacker and loots his body".

What do you expect this server will be like?: A vast world with beautiful locations if what I heard is true. I hope for a strong, friendly community, and some very fun Roleplaying.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Genasia, Goldcraft, Arcane and others I have forgotten the name of. Many of the servers just died out and ended up with a very small player base. Others simply had terrible Mods and Admins, resulting in a poor experience.

Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I have read, understand, and will abide to all rules.

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I promise to abide by said rules and laws. Whether they be server, forum, or teamspeak rules.

How did you hear about us?: One of my friends from another server.

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

In-Character:

Character Name:Tripz Jay IV

What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Human

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

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.):

Tripz was born to his mother, Leila Jay and his father, Tripz Jay III. Tripz childhood consisted of hunting and training with his father, who he was extremely close to. The family of three (4 if you count their dog "Malcolm") lived alone in some far off woods, rarely seeing real society. Leila often stayed home to cook and clean for the men of the family, while Tripz IV, his father, and Malcolm hunted with bows and swords (No weapons for Malcolm of course). Tripz IV had a natural talent with the bow, and by the age of 13, was more deadly with it then his own father. Life went on as usual for a few years after that .

Move forward a few years, Tripz IV was still young, only 16, and his father, mother, and Malcolm still had a strong bond as a family. It was late at night, and Tripz IV was the only one awake. He often tinkered with his bows, trying to enhance them in anyway he could late into the night. Malcolm was asleep on his bed, and his mother and father had been asleep for hours in their own bedroom. Tripz IV was tightening a string on one of his recently made bows, when he heard a thud in front of the house. The sound startled him enough to snap the string he had been tightening ... what could be here this late at night ? He then heard another thud, and another, and then another.. someone was placing something right outside of his house. He thought of getting his father, but was afraid of the consequences if it turned out this was nothing but his imagination. He grabbed a sword, a bow, and some arrows, and ventured out of his room. He tip toed around the corner and saw a window light up. He looked closer.. fire ? Whatever they had placed, they had now lit it on fire. Tripz IV took one more step forward, perplexed at what the men could be doing, and then, an explosion. The blast knocked him back 10 feet and blew apart the wall. Tripz IV was unconscious .

Who knows how long had passed when Tripz IV finally came to. He blinked hard a few times, confused.. "Where am I ?" , he thought. There was debris from the explosion covering him from head to toe, his chest was gashed and scabbed over, dried blood covering his stomach. It took everything he had to uncover himself from the rubble. He escaped the debris, and looked around.

It was early morning, what was once his home was nothing but a pile of wood, some open chests, and a small, still lit flame by what was once the front door. He looked over and saw that his worst fear had came true. His father was laying on the ground, dead. It didn't look like the explosion had killed him, no, he had put up a fight. His knuckles were scabbed from the blows he had landed, his sword by his side, stained with blood. Tripz IV went against everything his father had taught him about being a man, staying strong.. and cried. He cried deeply for hours, and he heard a whimper, not his own, but... no... he couldn't have survived.. Malcolm ? He quickly turned to his left, and somehow, the family dog Malcolm was by his side, he was bruised up and looked weak, but he was alive. Tripz IV took his fathers bow of his back and took one last look at his fathers face, before closing his eyes and saying good bye. He looked for hours for his mother, but she was no where to be found.. who knows what they had done with her..

With his fathers bow, some arrows, and Malcolm. Tripz IV wandered into the woods, starting from nothing again, he committed small acts of thievery to keep himself from starving. Often stealing a bit from an inn, only to turn around and rent himself a room for the night with it. One day Tripz IV hopes to learn more of what happened that terrible night, and perhaps avenge his mother and father, and finally feeling a bit of closure.

What are your Character's ambitions?: His greatest ambition is to avenge his parents, but the lifestyle of a nomad is tiring, and he wishes to one day settle down in a small town, and live a normal life for a bit .

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

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

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ):

Other Information about your Character:None

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 draws back his fathers bow, and fires a warning shot, centimeters over one of the attackers heads. The armed warriors are scared off and flee the scene. The halfling is extremely grateful, and offers him a reward. As much as he needs any resources he can get, he turns down the reward, his father wouldn't approve of him accepting a gift from a halfling already appeared to be struggling.

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?

"Thank you sir, but nothing" Tripz IV responds, trying to be kind. "Are you sure sir ? Looks like you are in need of an upgrade to me.." the merchant replies in a smart ell-icy way. Tripz IV fights the urge to drop him where he stands.. one arrow he thinks.. but the man is not worth an arrow of his, he has more important things to worry about.

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?: He looks around, checking for any occupants in the hut.. "living in this place, they seem to be in about the same situation I am", he thinks. He takes a iron bar, hoping to pawn it off at a near by town, he leaves the rest, as he still has a conscious.

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? It had been days since he had last seen a town, or any form of civilization. Which would be normal for him, only he hadn't brought any food for this journey, assuming it would be a short one but becoming lost on the way. He sees a few dim lit lights in the distance, and hoping its not an illusion, stumbles towards them.

He arrives at the camp to see that the few occupants are sleeping.. just take a loaf of bread and leave, he thought. Just enough to get him through the night. He finds a chest and opens it up, unfortunately the chest makes a loud creaking noise, awaking a man in a tent near by.

The man must of known what he was up to, he jumped around the corner, sword in the air and closing in on Tripz IV at great speeds. Tripz quickly drew back his fathers bow, and stuck an arrow between the mans eyes. One shot kill. Tripz hated killing humans.. it took him back to that night.. but this had to be done. He knelt down next to the mans body and closed his wide open eyes. He said a quick prayer for the man, and was on his way, back into the wilderness.

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?: Tripz sat on a bench outside the inn he had been staying in, thinking about the next town he would go to, hoping to find anyone who had knew his father.

"You look like a fighter ! Interested in a bit of a reward ?" the guard proclaimed.

"Sorry sir, I'm not much of a fighter" Tripz lied.. any unnecessary murder was avoided, it only brought him back to that night.

Anything else you would like to say?:N/A

[Cappy 1599]

Reasons:

• The biography is lacking any lore from our server. The Wiki is a good source of information for adding server lore to your biography.
  
• Biography should contain information on your character's age, appearance and personality
  
• "Parents killed as a child" is quite cliche on LotC... try to make your story a little more unique?
  
• Your skill at archery seems to be resembling powergaming, especially in your Open Response Questions.
  
• Your Open Response Questions show signs of villainous activity, which would require a villain application to commit. Examples are entering the camp to steal in the fourth question, followed by shooting the man dead in a single shot to the head (also potentially powergaming)
  

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[Cappy 1599]

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