[✔] [Accepted] Kelly Quinn's Fourth Attempt.

[KellyQuinn 7]

Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: KellyQuinn

How old are you?: Sixteen

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: -6/USA

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

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Minecraft Forums

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthe...on-kelly-quinn/

http://www.lordofthe...ns-2nd-attempt/

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/78276-kelly-quinns-3rd-attempt/

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/! :

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Acting the role of some one else, usually in a theatre or RPG, but also can be defined in psycology as filling a social role, not acting like your self around your friends, co workers, etc.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Say I heard something out-of-character that my character norally wouldn't know in-character. I can't use that information to affect my desicions in-game, other wise that is meta-gaming, and that is bad.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is when you force something to happen. Say someone i didn't like was near me, and we got in an argument. It would be power emoting if I said *Kills (Player)*. But if i say attempts to kill, or swings sword at, or readies bow to shoot (player), then it is not, because they have time to react. Power emoting is also when some one swings at you and hits you, but you say *dodges attack* or similar.

In-Character Details

Character Name: Kelly Quinn

Character Race: Mali'ame

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:

Kelly was born 162 years ago in Normandor. Her mother died in childbirth, and never got to meet the newborn Kelly. Her father was somewhat of an important figure in the government, always busy, but still had plenty of time for his daughter. loved her very much, being as though she was his last child. He gave her all of his attention, gifts and love. 144 years later, roughly that of a 16 year old human, her father died of cancer. Grief took over her whole life. She couldn't get out of bed for nearly 18 years, all she did was eat, sleep, and go to the restroom. Then one day when she was particularly restless, she got to thinking. I'm such a lazy bum... i should get up and read the news. See whats happening lately. She walked into town to the notice board. She sees plenty of notices, but is very uninterested in the lot. She looks around town, and likes what she sees. She missed the fresh air and all the people bustling about. She likes to watch people work and work herself, although she hasn't worked in 18 years. She's always been somewhat of a follower, always following her father around to help with fixing the house, doing chores, collecting, and mining. She thinks of herself as a follower and frowns. She doesn't want to be a follower... Her father wasn't. Why should she be? She'll be a leader like he was in the government. No... she'll be better! She has to fit in her father's shoes now, she can't afford to waste any more time wallowing in her own tears. Instead she'll wallow in sweat and hard work. She WILL be a leader. ( I tried to find lore but couldn't find much. I'll have to ask around in-game.)

Kelly has blonde hair and green eyes. She is wearing thick green cloth in the form of a skirt and a top. She has a quiver, boots, and a headband. She tries to make everyone happy, is tough in the sense that she doesn't want anyone to see weakness in her, and is very fun and loving when she gets comfortable around you. She hates conflict but can usually deal with it calmly, unless it is personal to her. She still gets depressed sometimes, but can get through it by thinking of all her father has done for her and everyone else.

What are your characters ambitions?: To be a leader/important

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: (It won't work, so see profile pic.)

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Nope.

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?

*Walks around the Arethor Market, looking to buy some ores.*

*Spots a poor dwarf in a stall, meekly calling out his wares*

"Ore... Ores for sale!"

*Feels sorry for the dwarf, because i know what it's like to be poor. In fact i'm poor right now, but I think even I am better off than him.*

*walks over to dwarf*

Me : "Why hello, dwarf. What have you got for me today?"

"I have some ores i mined."

"That's perfect! I'll buy 5 iron from you, how much is it? I don't have many coins, but i have many other things to trade."

"I... I could use some food. I'll trade you 5 iron ingots for... for 5 pieces of meat?"

"Of course."

*Takes out 8 peices of meat and trades to dwarf.*

"Thank you very much... Thank you for your business!"

"No problem!" *Smiles*

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?

*Walking down the Oren road*

*Spots a couple of figures in the distance*

"Hmm.... It's late at night, who else would be down this road?"

*Walks closer and stops in her tracks*

Whispers: "It's an Orc! And the poor dwarf from earlier today! Uh oh, looks like the Orc is getting mad... not unusual. What if he kills the dwarf!"

*Walks a little closer to them, being cautious*

*Hides behind a tree when she is in range with her bow*

*Loads an arrow into her bow, ready to fire if things get physical*

"Look 'ere dwarfie. I aint got all da time in da world, okie? All I's want is your yummies and your money okie? You don't give them to me and we'll have to get swingie wiff da big stick."

"I... Look I made this money fair and square, and a nice lady gave... gave me this food. If i give you all of it, then... then whats my family supposed to eat?"

"No you lookie. I dun't care wut your family is gonna eat okie? Now give it 'ere, or i gonna haves to beat it outta ya."

*The dwarf looks around, spots me with my arrow loaded, and I wink.*

"Your gonna be in big trouble if you even touch me, Ork."

*Orc gets very angry at this, and starts to swing his mighty club.*

*When i get a good shot, I let go and the arrow sails through the air silently*

*It hits the hand with the club, he drops it and looks my way for the shooter, but I hide behind the big tree*

"AUGH!"

*The Orc grabs his club and runs away*

*I silently recede into the darkness*

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?:

*walking back home, 30 years later*

*As I wander around aimlessly, looking for food perhaps, I walk towards an old man, walking with a worn down walking stick that looks very weak*

"Hello, how-"

*SNAP. The walking stick breaks, and the man is crumpled on the floor in a second, his Minas spilling out everywhere*

"Oh my god! Are you okay?"

"Yes... yes, I'm fine, noth... nothing is broken. Could you help me up though? I'm... I'm not as strong as I once was."

*I help the poor man up and pick up his coins for him, but can't help but notice a familiar stutter in the man's words. I hand the bag of Minas to him*

"Do I know you from somewhere?"

"Yes, in fact you... you look the very same as you did thirty... thirty years ago when you saved my life... twice."

"Oh! The poor dwarf! Yes, I remember now. How have you been? "

"I've... I've been well, but i must be on my way to the bank with... with these coins before it closes..."

*He pauses*

"Actually I.... I never repaid you for saving my life... Take these. It'll save my poor legs from walking all that way."

"Oh well that actually isn't necessary..."

"I insist! Please, please take them? It would make my old tired heart so happy."

"Well I guess I have no choice then. Thank you very much, sir."

*I accept the bag of Minas and we sit down on some stumps and talk about life, love, and the past.*

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