[Denied]Loveofthenerd's Application

[Amaor Arkneaplith 0]

Out-Of-Character Details

 

Minecraft Account Name: loveofthenerd

How old are you?:12

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: United States West Coast GMT - 8 hours Pacific Time US, Canada

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, I believe I am sufficient in the English language.

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Minecraft forums roleplaying, some other quick and short roleplays that don't last very long and one or two servers.

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A fellow roleplayer/friend

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: This is my first application. 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/! : Yes my application can be found 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/page__st__2020

 

Definitions

 

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To me, the act of roleplaying is when a person, or two or more people, interact with eachother using original or already-made characters. The charcters are faced with scenerios and are supposed to act as they would as if they were real.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Metagaming is a scenario when a player makes his/her character know information the charcter wouldn't know, but does know because the player saw the OOC posts or what happened, even though that person's character was not around

.In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-emoting: It is also known as God-modding. It is when a player gives their character a massive amount of power or too much power that is not within reason.

 

In-Character Details

 

Character Name: Amaor Arkeneaeplith

Character Race:Wood 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:Amaor Akeneaeplith
Amaor's lineage is purely of wood elves, no one in her family history had dared to interupt that custom. Her lineage is not very long considering the eldest of the family is just barely 1900 years old. Nevertheless, it feels as if it is a very long family tree. The family of Akeneaeplith lives in a very close-together place of trees a little bit away from most of the elves dwelling in the Holy Princedom of Malinor. They are children of the forest, so the trees seem to tolerate them. They live in the conopies of the large trees, sleeping on the thick and study branches. They live off of the fruits and mushrooms they gather, never harming the animals. Okay, let's refocus on Miss Amaor. Her parents are, of course, both wood elves.They are a very proud couple who go by the names of Garae and Gilon. Gilon was born into the Akeneaplith family while Garae was adopted. This branch of elves is also a very ignorant and self-absorbed family. They focus only on themselves and the forests they live in.
Amaor's parents fell in love almost immediately when Garae was given by her family to thte Akeneaplith to be wed because they did not want her traveling which was what Garae wanted to do. "We're doing with to protect you," they told her. But deep down, Garae knew her faily needed to stay even with the other family because not too long ago, the Akeneaplith had given them one of their daughters as to be courteous. Amaor simply went along to meet this "handsome prince of an elf" to find that he was indeed quite handsome. They fell in love immediately and he courted her for about four months, trying to build up his courage to propse to become her life mate. He eventually crafter a beautiful ring of junipertwigs and blossoms, given to him by the plants to encourage him. Little did he know that the juniper plant was also Garae's favorite plant. Upon his proposal, they wed after the fall in a beautiful snowey setting. They spent time away from their families, exploring the woods they lived in, seeking more knowledge of the plants they did not know much of. Soon, Garae felt very weird, so they returned to their home, picking out their own tree to live in together. The elven maiden soon found that she was pregnant with a child.
Many weeks and months passed, and then the child was born. It was found to be a girl, so they named her Amaor. This is where Amaor's true story begins.
The baby Amaor was born with dark purple eyes that caught the light, inherited from both of her parents and a dark blonde hair color. The color was not prominent in either of the parents since they both had dyed their locks a dark shade of grrem, and later in her life, Amaor does the same, except with a brighter tint. Amaor grew alongside her parents and relatives, very curious of the world around her. She would often run off or hide in small spaces in the woods to spend time with the trees, softly talking to them even though she could not understand the creaking coming from them. As Amaor grew to the youngest age of maturity, her family began to explain their tree of pure wood elves, expecting the curious girl to follow their lead.She learned about her family history starting from the very beginning, but she did not pay much attention in these short history lessons, for her mind was somewhere else, deep into the forest discovering new sights and smells of plants and animals unknown to her. She never had seen any other race besides an elf, so she wondered if there were other races besides those of her elven kin. "I want to see it all, Mother," Amaor finally said as she was leaning about her mother's life one lazy hot summer day. "Can I leave? I wish to experiance new things, see new sights," she sighed, dreaming as she spoke to her mother. Her mother sighed, "No, you must stay here and live a quiet life just like-" Amaor cut her off, "Like everyone else here? Rotting away in the same old boring place? I'm leaving right now after I collect my nessisties to survive away from home."
And so, staying true to her word, Amaor quickly packed up food, a water flask, clothes, and she takes what money her family has, since they have no use of it. The money her mother gave to her, seeing no point in holding back the excited and curious young girl. After all, Garae's sister also has a child who can carry on the tradition. With heavy hearts, everyone in Amaor's family bid her a safe journey to wherever she may wander.Amaor set off, wearing the little pieces of clothing made from the leftovers of dead animals after they had died from old age.
The beginning of her journey, she went in the wrong direction of her intention, unintentionally avoiding most of the other elves and the main buildings of the Holy Princedon of Malinor. She eventually stumbled out of the trees, reaching the beach and following the coast, eventually leaving the coast to the paths she found. Amaor continued along the unworn paths, eventually coming across a more worn one. Hoping to find a civilization to see other people, she sets out in the direction of what she didn't know is the Holy Oren Empire at the young age of 125, still very unexperianced.

What are your characters ambitions?:To see as much of the world as she can and befriend many people.

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

.Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: *Please note that the gold bands around her arms are part of her family's traditional attire, I had just neglected to put that into her biography and she had highlited parts of her hair with blue.I have also forgotten to say that she is just barely 6 feet tall.

 

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 at the small creature with curiosity, "I do not mean to sound rude, but what are you?" I ask, trying to be polite. Without giving the small being to reply, I hand him a couple of coins from my bag, "I would like something from the earth if you have such wares." I then deeply bow, "Thank you," I tell him, before he responds or grabs what I asked for. I then stand, waiting for the man to answer.

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?As I am traveling the long road which seems to last forever, I hear a rough voice speaking. I apply my steath skills I adapted at an early age to sneak away from my tree and hop into a nearby tree, looking down upon the scene. I see a similar creature from ealier and yet another new race. The taller, more muscular one seems to be thratening the other. I sense that violence will arise soon and throw caution into the wind, jumping out of the tree to meet the tall creature. I stand between the two and remember that the saleman from earlier said that his race was known as dwarves. I stand between the dwarf and other creature and throw my arms out from my sides, trying to block his way, "Do not attack those who cannot defend themselves. They must have a chance in life, no matter how long or short their lives may be." I say with an imposing voice, hoping the creature might back down a bit.

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 swiftly go towards the man, ignoring the coins, swooping to catch him as he falls. He lands on top of me and I help him get up and guide him to a nearby tree for him to rest against. I pick up any belongsing he may have dropped and pick up the coins and bag. I walk over to the man, setting the coins and puch next to him for him to figure out, not knowing how he lieks to handle his money. I then look around, looking fro a dead limb of a tree that may have fallen. I see none, so I wisper to a nearby tree, " May I have a branch for this man to use?" I hear the tree creak, and one of its limbs seems to loose life, then it falls. "Thank you," I tell the tree, bowing. I pick up the branch and hand it to the man, it seemed to fit him perfectly. "If you do not mind me asking, what race are you? I am an elf named Amaor," I ask him, bowing.

[Queen of Aegis 174]

-1st ORQ is too short and lacks dialog from the dwarf

- 2nd ORQ cuts out halfway

 

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