Ztb_00's Application.

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Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: Ztb_00

How old are you?: 14

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: EST/Canada

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

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I have played Lotro and many other servers that contain the RP substance.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes, I have read all the rules and reviewed them.

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Well, I am a huge Lord of the Rings fan, and when I was on another RP server I heard others talking about it. I always wished for a LOTR based server. My wishes came true.

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: None so far.

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/! : Will do.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play a game in a MMORPG stand point. You follow along on quests as if it were happening to you in real life.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-gaming is when your RP character does something that does not fit the Role Playing concept. If they magically know something that they aren't supposed to know, that's a form of Meta-Gaming.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: It means to force another character to do something that the other person has no chance at putting up a chance.

In-Character Details

Character Name: Zan-Loko

Character Race: Elf

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:

I grew up as a young elf brought into a small family. We lived in a nice large oak tree next to a old forgotten road. We rarely saw many visitors. Some were men of great posture who roamed around to seek for things they had yet to decide. Some were dwarves. Searching for new caves to explore and gain riches. And some were fellow elves, who we stopped on their way and invited them in for some nice talk on the outside world. I knew nothing. I only heard the mutters of some stories of wars and death. I was still young. I had very wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. My ears were very pointy that sometimes, I thought I could cut myself with them. I was very small, not average for my blood line.

We loved having elves come visit us. For we never got to hear much of what happened on the outside "World". But what we hated most, was the terrible sound of coming Orc squads. We would hide and attempt to make our house look like a normal tree. It was quite easy. The Orcs' feet stomping on the ground could be heard from miles away, or as it seemed. Time carried on as morning became night and night became day. Until one day my fortune would change.

On a nice summer day when the sun was about to set, my family heard the constant stomp of feet. By the speed of the stomps, we came to a conclusion that they were Orcs. We took down all our decorations and made our nice tree house look like a normal plain oak tree. When the orcs arrived it was nearly mid night. The orcs wished to rest for all of them were getting tired and hungry. So when they spotted our tree, they said, "That's a fine looking tree there!" They decided to camp in front of our tree. But the orcs wanted some fire to roast their nice dinner, a couple of poor deer. So they looked at our tree and realized that there were loads of branches not so high of the ground. So they grabbed a hatchet and cut off a branch. It just so happened that branch was hollow and held a couple of clay plates. The orcs realized right away that there was something in the tree. So my father grabbed some food and wrapped it up. He took hold of his rusty stone sword and handed it to me. He prepared me for a journey and opened the back hatch for me. I was very emotional. This was the last time I would see my pale skinned father. With nice brown hair and hazel eyes. And my mother, with blonde hair and bright green eyes. It almost looked as if her eyes were emeralds. I let one tear drop fall until I jumped out the back hatch. Then I made my journey to the main elf city of Malinor. That was the last day I saw my parents.

What are your characters ambitions?: To become a good bowsman, To avenge my family, To one day meet someone to fall in love with.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: I am a very emotional elf...

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 would start a conversation.) Dwarf, what are you doing in a mighty city like this? This is not suit for your liking is it master dwarf? Wouldn't you prefer a cave of some sort? Also, what do you have for sale today? Do you have any food of sorts or tools that I could use? (Bargain with the dwarf)

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 would walk up to the orc and dwarf and start a conversation) My dear friends, why do you fight? There is no need for this sort of violence. But Master Orc, do not take your violence out on this poor dwarf. If you have any sort of problem please take it out on me. (if orc prepares to fight attempt to parry not deal a killing blow)

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 would first help the old man up and find something that could support his weight. I have no need for his coins. I would then pick his coins up and try to find another bag or some sort of item to store the Minas.

[everblue2er101 906]

Your application has been...

Denied.

Roleplaying definition is incorrect for Lord of the Craft.

Malinor is the nation of the Elves, not the main city.

The bio states your character to have 'bright blue eyes', but the ones in the skin are green.

Invoking an Orc to fight as done in ORQ #2 is extremely foolhardy, as they are very skilled in combat.

All ORQs need to be expanded. They should read as small stories, with action and dialogue. Parentheses should be removed, and the information within them streamlined into the response.

A good application. Most of these are minor details. The ORQs really need the most work.

Wait at least 24 hours after this post to reapply. If you have any questions feel free to send me a PM.

[everblue2er101 906]

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