Minecraft8101219 app #4

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Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name:minecraft8101219

How old are you?:15

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:I forgot to say in my other apps. English is my second language. Mexican is my first..

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Not too much.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes, I agree

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:Alot of ways... Skype mostly

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/71971-yet-another-minecraft8101219-app-3rd/http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/71871-minecraft8101219-app-2/page__p__582711__fromsearch__1#entry582711 http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/70227-minecraft8101219-app/page__p__561360__fromsearch__1#entry561360

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-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-100-unique-gameplay/!:I will as soon as possible.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is taking control of a character your created and making choices to effect your characters future.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Meta-gaming is Using OOC information to help you ingame. Example:so-and-so finds so-and-so hidden in a cabin without learning this in character

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Using an action and not allowing others to react or prevent this. Example: Joseph ran at the thief and killed him in one stab. Antoher example: John ties up Maerel before he/she can escape.

In-Character Details

Character Name:Matthew Gorliak

Character Race:Human.

Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:When Aegis was being crushed, there were many ships that sailed to a new distant land. Matthew's parents were with him, so he got on a ship headed to Asulon. Before reaching Asulon, the ship crashed and Matthew found himself floating on a plank, near an island. He paddled hard and fast, and was only 12 meters away when he got too tired. he began to paddle again, ignoring the pain in his arms. soon, he landed on shore. He looked around, bewildered.His shaggy brownish blonde hair getting in the way of his eyes, "I.. I guess this is Asulon.." He said. He continued and found some ships, and a few people. This was back when he was 8 (he's 14 now.)After finding them, he traveled with the people who were to build Arethor. He stayed in there town for a while, travelling along Oren road. He decided to stop in a small cluster of buildings. He got food and water there, and continued on Oren road, off to Oren. (Is Oren the human capital of Asulon or Aegis?)

He stared around, bewildered by the great city ahead. He stopped there for the night, and slept under the stars, counting them until he was asleep. The next day, he looked into his dwindling stock of bread, cheese, and some slices of ham. he decided to buy more in the city and made a sandwich, and ate it hungrily. After that, he headed down Oren road, until he was only a quarter-mile away. His patched cloths were beginning to rip, so he decided to buy new clothes when he got there, as his father had been a knight and they had a small fortune.Matthew stopped and gazed at the beautiful walls.He remembered when Arethor had just started. He walked to the gates, and hailed the guard. He went inside, and bought some new adventuring clothes, as they were light and flexible.. He muttered to himself, "These are perfect. Well, better then my old ones at least..." He walked out for a stretch, and found out that bandits were lurking... They ambushed him and knocked him out. The next time his eyelids rose, he was hanging by a rope...Wait..The rope was old and frail... He recalled a thing his father had said.. and he wriggled and squirmed, and eventually the rope snapped. he landed with a small thud, and snuck over to his belongings. His eyes searched for the yew bow his father had gotten for him, and the quiver of arrows.. Hmm... not there.. He looked again, and found them. he grabbed the quiver and slung it over his back, and attached the bow to his back. he grabbed his knife, and snuck up behind the bandit guarding his money and his cloak. He quickly jabbed the man in the side with his dagger, and he and the man tussled. Matthew hit the bandit in the head with the pommel of his dagger, stunning the man. he quickly jabbed him in the armpit, not killing him, but fatally wounding him. he grabbed his cloak and money and sprinted into the fields.He came upon the gates, and sat at a bench. This was where he was going to get a job, grow up, and have a family, he decided. This.. was where his adventure would begin.

What are your characters ambitions?:To become a adventurer, retire after time, and settle down.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/354717/adventurer/

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He's 14, and pretty agile.

Open-Response-Questions

Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.

Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I look decisive a moment, and sit down on a bench to hear what he has to offer.

"I have pickaxes, axes, Umm..."

"I have this 'ere dagger! I think its steel!"

I decide to walk up and browse.

Me: "I think i might take that Dagger.."

The dwarf looks at me for a moment, and says "For 20 minas, you'll have it."

I frown, but reach into my money pouch and produce 25 minas. I hand them to the dwarf, and he gives me the dagger. On the side, its smooth, like a cloth, but well balanced, and when I slid my finger along the sharp edge it cut my finger. I walk off, and sit down on a bench, As the setting sun is at its peak in beauty

You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I consider a moment, and decide to help the dwarf. The orc shouts "Gimme mah money or ill pound you into the ground!" The dwarf has a scared look on his face, but i step in front of the dwarf. "What are you even fighting about?" The orc answers, "That rotten no good cheater stole mah money! we was gambling, and he stole all me money!" I look at the dwarf a moment, and with quick reasoning, say "If he doesn't pay in a week, I will. Alright?" The Orc considers it a moment, and nods. "I suppose that will work.." So the orc leave, continuing along oren road. I tell the dwarf, "Just keep away from him. not only do Orcs have horrible memory, they are awful with grammar. The dwarf nods, and heads down the road.

Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I had been down in the dumps walking down the road when I came upon the old man. I consider a moment, deciding if I should steal the money or just help.The old man had gotten most of his minas picked up, so I help and put the rest in his bag. I ask, "Where are you going?" the old man replys with a weary sigh, and this "Well, i was heading to Mailinors inn but my darned cane broke." He says this while looking distrustfully at the cane. I pull out my dagger I bought from Arethor, and hack off a fairly medium sized yew stick, and give it to him. The old man thanks me for the help, and I smile and say, "It's no problem. I like helping people. it makes me feel better." So I continue briskly walking along the road to Malinor.[/i

[Swgrclan 2682]

Denied.

Your color coding is broken and I cannot read the application properly. You must also work on your biography; you must know where Oren as a capitol resides, not ask which land it is in.

Re-apply in 24 hours.

[Swgrclan 2682]

Moved to Denied Forum