Neotholian' Server Application

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Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:

NeoTholian

How old are you?:

I am 21 years old.

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

We have moved abit but right now I live in Switzerland.

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

Well, I've always had good points for english. So I do, I suppose.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:

I am an active young lady who loves to rp ( I also do this with some friends of mine ). I am quiet creative and all my friends claim me to be a great drawer. Animé and Manga mean alot in my life, by now I've seen over 30 Animés and I don't think I will ever stop doing so. Oh, right, I talk alot.

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

Around 4 hours a day, if my study allows me to.

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

Roleplaying, means to me. That you take on the feelings and emotions of an individual and act, think how he/she would. Roleplaying to me is a way of being the one I have always dreamed off. I love to go fully up into my character, I even do so in real life.

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

I used to rp on Guild Wars, World of Warcraft, 9Dragons, Rift, Tera, and so on. ^-^ I also rp in real life with my friends.

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

Meta-Gaming to me, means that I would know certain things trough the use of OOC or without having rp'ly discoverd it. It would mean that I could predict what one or another would do if he had told so OOC'ly or if he/her would have rp'd with others who then would OOC'ly have given this imformation to me.

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

Powergaming to me: means that I would give the opposer of me no chances at all to win in any kind of battle we would have. It would mean that I have powers far too great and that I can not be defeated.

Power-Emoting to me: means that I would emote in such a way that the opposer has not a chance to react, because of the speed at which I would type. Or that I decide for him what he she should do through the use of an unfair emote.

What do you expect this server will be like?:

' I hope ' it won't be like the previous servers which claimed to be rp-servers.

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

Aeonis, Cookiecraft.

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

I have, and I understand and agree with them all.

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

I promise that I will abide to the said rules and laws.

How did you hear about us?:

I was looking for an RP server on google, and this was the most appealing that came out.

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

I have not.

In-Character:

Character Name:

I would like to rp'ly get my name, so I'll start without one as my Bio describes.

My character would have more or less a loss of memory, and thus won't know her name.

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

An Elf.

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

No, just an Elf would be fine.

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 screams of the tormented girls still seared trough her mind, a sudden pain at her back makes her regain conciousness for a mere moment. A Rock had hit her back while she was being dragged along by thick ropes, at the roughness of them you could say that they were handmade by an amateur. The ropes slightly cutted into her wrists as she tried to open her eyes, merely seeing the dark cloacked man drag her along. Her mind hurted as she fell how the wound of the arrow was slowly oppening at her waist. As her eyes slowly close the nightmares enter her mind once again, trying to turn her insane as she hopelessly attempts to grab back to conciousness. Tears pop into her eyes as the nightmares force themselve trough her failed attempts to keep them off.

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Three days she had been walking trough the forest, hoping to find a place to build a new life, as her parents had abdonned her. As a cold breeze passes her bare skin she shivers for a moment, her crystal red hair moves in a delayed movement as she turns her head. A branch had cracked, again. She knew these forests, she knew that there were no wild animals large enough to crack branches. Someone had to be following her. ' Where are they.. Who are they.. ' she whispered infront of her as she raised the pace at which her elegant but short legs moved. Bare footed she moved between the bushes, her robe slightly ripped apart, some broken-off branches still remainig to hang on it as their small spikes would refuse to break off. Her hand moved along one of the rather big leaves of the bush as yet another crack came to her hearing ' fourteen.. fourteen cracks.. ' she whispered infront of her as she once again started to raise the pace at which she walked. In a quick movement she turned her head and looked backwards " Who is there.. " she yelled out, emptying her lungs from all the air remaining in there.

A black flash, the sparkles of sunlight falling onto dark steel. In an failed attempt she turned around, realising she had made a mistake by turning around. The knife passed her deep red eyes with only the length of a nail. In an instant she turned around again, trying to make her escape by running as hard as she could. Her mind screamed as she started to run as hard as she could, the slight brushing of leather against would was to be heard behind her. ' He has a bow you morron ' her mind screamed against her as she run as an animal, hissing as she did so. A feint sound was to be heard as she turned around, seeing how the arrow flew towards her torso.

The arrow forced itself deep into her flesh as she could feel how her skin was being torn apart by the rawness of the arrow-tip. She screamed out as she felt how the arrow stopped right before it would leave the other side of her waist. The turning movement she had made had changed the point of inpact of the arriving arrow. However the damage was still too great.

She slowly lowered herself as she felt how her knees started to give up, under the pain. Her waist was bleeding heavily as she looked down, her sight getting lesser and lesser. As she slowly brings her hands towards the arrow shaft she sees how the dark steel sparkles once again in the sunlight. A mere flash and the stranger knocked her out by using the back of his dark steel dagger.

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" You go lay down here.. fancy.. " the dark cloacked stranger said as he threw her against the ground, kicking her one last time deep into her stomach. Some blood seeped out of her stomach as she didn't even react to the kick. Not even noticing them under the burning pain..

(( This is more or less the moment where I shall wake up in Asulon. ))

What are your Character's ambitions?:

My characters ambitions was and still will be to build up a new life and become happy, like she always wanted. But the ghost of the past keeps on haunting her and thus she decides to eliminate him, by training. So at a certain point her greatest ambition shall be training.

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

That would be a pair of daggers or axes and a bow.

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

As she has lived always near the woods with her parents and has made many travels trough them, in a failed attempt to try and part from her parents. She has learned how the forests work, which plants you can eat and which will poison you. She has learned how to roam trough the forests without getting noticed.

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 ):

(( This is a skin I would use at the very start as she has nothing more on then a pants and some cloth around her chest. ))

Other Information about your Character:

My character would be pretty shy and hold a great hatred against the male gender.

Open-Response-Questions

Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP.

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?

She slowly raises her head as she sees the small halfling. Upon noticing both armed warriors she quickly looks back at the ground and pulls her hood further over her head, a slight piece of her crystal red hair still being uncovered as she looks from under the hood. Her eyes full of hate towards the males. She silently whispers infront of her " not yet.. i'm not ready, yet.. not yet.. " She slowly takes a step and starts to walk away from the ( cloudtemple ), her nails slightly pressing into her handpalms as she tries to control her anger. With a last look at the warriors she turns around and leaves the sight without any further notice.

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?

As the man speaks to her she instantly freezes and raises her head, slowly looking into the males eyes. As the man stretches her arm towards her she spits on the ground and turns around, slowly stepping away as she can hear the curses of the man. As she raises the pace at which she is walking she tries to deny the looks she's getting. " Get away.. get away from me.. get away! " she whispers to no one as once again she tries to restrain her anger. Upon seeing a small dark street she turns to the left and enters it, once in the dark she raises her hood slightly and looks towards the male, once again spitting on the ground as she 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?:

(( My character would normally first wait a few days to check or it is still habitated or not. ))

As she slowly opens the chest and sees the valuables she turns around, slightly pushing against the door and looking from behind of it. Looking for any possible enemies who could ambush her. As she slowly regains her calm again she turns around and quickly grabs the valuables, stuffing them into a handmade leather bag with thick rope sticthes. She slowly turns around and raises her feet as she kicks the door with a swift movement, opening it while keeping a safe distance. Her hand lays on her dagger as she starts to run towards the tree line, trying to find cover in the darkness of the forest.

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?

(( My character would more or less know how to survive in the wilds and would always try to avoid places she does not know. ))

She slowly looks at the people, upon seeing that there are only two males from over twenty people she nods to herself and walks towards them. She slowly folds her hands into a bowl and brings them to her mouth, gesturing the people that she is thirsty and needs food. ' When one seems to be helpless.. one will look twice as strong when she shows her true self ' she thinks by herself.

(( After she would be satisfied and had taken advantage of their hospitality ))

As she sees how the light grey clouds rip open the morning sky, she slowly looks down from the roof " I thank you for your hospitality, pitifull beings " she says as she slowly moves towards the edge of the roof. Climbing down the raw stonen wall, her hands slightly bleeding from some sharp stonen spikes that remained at the roughly mined stone. As she lands onto the ground, breaking her fall by going through her knees she turns around and runs off to the horizon.

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?:

She slowly walks towards the leader and shows him both her daggers, upon his nodding she turns around and runs towards the tower. Seeing how there are indeed bandits outside she makes her plan. With an elegant turn she turns back towards the ladder and starts to climb down, her soft hands gently holding the raw ladder. With a swift movement she leaves the towerbase and runs towards the back of the village. She slowly grabs her dagger and walks towards the back of a house, slamming the window with the back of her dagger. " While they defend.. I'll release them from that extra weight of accesoiries ".

Anything else you would like to say?:

I hope you enjoyed reading my application.

[everblue2er101 906]

Your application has been...

Accepted!

A truly outstanding application. You clearly have an excellent grasp on roleplaying. Having a character with no backstory can be difficult to pull off, but when done well is extremely interesting. Excellent work all around.

Welcome to Asulon! Please wait patiently for a GM to whitelist you.

[everblue2er101 906]

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[Danny 2232]

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