[Denied][High Elf] Madeline12345's Application

[madeline12345 1]

Out-Of-Character Information

 

Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.

 

Minecraft Account Name: madeline12345

How old are you?: 13

Time-Zone: Eastern

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

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Some, I've played wanna-be servers

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

Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthe...5s-application/

 

http://www.lordofthe...es-application/

 

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/86624-high-elf-madeline12345s-application/

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes

Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes

 

Definitions

In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:

 

Role-playing: The act of playing the role of another character or being. Such as

 

John In real life is a scientist. But when he roleplays he becomes a magical elven sorcer!

 

Meta-gaming: Using OOC Knowlage (Out of character) that the character has not yet learned. Such as -

Johnny is an archer. He slayed a dragon using a sword, became king, then practiced necromancery. And after that Johnny practised sorcery.

OR

Someone saw the dwarven fortress and how to get there before they joined. Once they joined they went straight to it. Even though he had no knowlage of it.

 

Power-emoting: Power-emoting is using text or signs... ect.. to say something unstoppable by the opponite.

OR

Making something stoppable but then replying so fast that it isnt possible

Such as 

Robbert punches Luke in the face and then runs away and burns down the village and never gets arrested.

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:

My name is Regalead Regonesden. I was born in the world of Aegis. Over 90 years ago. I am 116 years old at the moment and I am a high elf. I have traveled alot in my years, and found out alot about alot of the culterals. I am friendly, and I love to mingle with other species. Living in anthos for a few years, I have had alot of time on my hands. I have learned how to hunt, farm, using swords and bows! I really enjoy hunting as it reminds me of my job in the dwarven caverns. I learned to farm in my village as It reminds me of living with my mother in Malinor. As she died of old age a few years after I moved to anthos. She had taught me how to farm. Not just plant seeds farm but like hardcore farm for food. I learned how to hunt in the dwarven caverns. They did not have any meat for a while and were starting to get sick. They sent me out to hunt because they knew archery was in my blood.

 

 

Full Name: Regalead Regonesden

Current Age: 116

Sub-race (if any): High elf

Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): I was born in the world of Aegis. A while back it was. I was immature back then. I have grown through my 116 years of life. This is my past and how I got to the place I am now. At the young age of 5 my father commited suicide after being captured by orcs. I lived in Laurelin, Malinor. I always had a hatrid torward orcs because of my fathers death.

At the age of 10 I was seperated from my mom after the world of Aegis collapsed to the undead. I sailed away to find the world of Asulon. On the way I was ambushed by 3 baby orcs. It resulted in me almost dieing. I broke nearly every bone in my body, I was stabbed brutally many times, I was black and blue all over. I managed to crawl up on a beach in the nation of Kal'Kalik. I was about 20 at this time. After being brutally regected many times I found some gold and offered it to the dwarves. They finnaly let me stay with them. I lived with the dwarves til I was about 64. I had great times there. After a few months, the dwarves became sick without any protein and they sent me out to hunt as they knew elves were naturally good with archery. After a few months we all fled due to natral disastors. I was once again seperated from my family. Elysium was soon discovered. I hated it there. There was so many evil Ghasts and zombie pigmen. It was terrible. So many chickens as well. I soon sailed away to Kalos. I was about 72 at this time. Kalos was great but the only problem was that it was very hostile. I had lots of friends, I was reunighted with my mother, and we lived in Malinor. I can't put my finger on which place in Malinor though. I lived there until I was about 90. I then decided it was to hostile for my Taste. To much killing and robbery broke out. We all soon abandoned each island. I moved back to Malinor, In the world of Anthos. I lived in Elthillin'cihi, Malinor for a while but soon moved to Lin'evaral and that is the story of my life.

Ambitions for the Future: To become an elven Warrior/Soldier and bring the elves to peace and justice.

Personality: Kind, Friendly, That girl you want to be friends with, I also have the personallity of a wood elf.

Skills: Archery, Swords, Hunting, Farming, Survivial

Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):  
I am pale in this picture but it may not show. 
 

Any other details you wish to share about your character: Im about 6'4

 

Open-Response-Questions

Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.

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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?

 

Answer: I stare at the elves. They stare back. "Back off guys. He never did anything to hurt you. So why mock him?" I say. "Don't you have somewhere else to be a fuddy duddy, dwarf?" One of the taller elves say. "Oh did you just call me a dwarf? Just because I lived with them for a few years doesn't AUTOMATICALLY make me one! Its on bro! You want a peice of me! You want a peice of me?" I say "HELL YEAH I WANT A PEICE OF YOU!" On of the buffer elves say. I attempt to swing a punch at him. He attempts to dodge it but fails. "HA eat that!" I say. One of the other elves swing at my back. Knocking the wind out of myself I fall to the ground. The elves start kicking me. I get up, felling much pain and punch each elf clean in the face. Just then the kid runs farther off. "Do you want more of me?" I say. "No, I really don't. Please stop! OW! Your hurting me!" one of the elves I assumed to be the "Leader" of the possee. I then attempted to kick him 3 more times. I succsessed once and the rest resulted in 2 gut punches. That hurt. "Lets just call this fight over. Or someone is going to get serouisly injured." I say. "Agreed." The leader says. "Wait! I'll stop under one condition. You stop your possee and stop harrassing smaller kids. Pick on someone your own size. Or possibley bigger." I say. "FINE! As long as you don't report us to the goverment! Please don't! I kinda have a 'Thing' for the elven princess..." The buff one says.  "Okay. I wont report you. Now back off." I say. "Okay! We will." They all say. I run off to go check on the kid. "Hey! You okay?" I saw that his eyes were red from crying. "No *Sob Sniffle* t..t..the..they t...t..trie..tried to kill my m...m...moth...mother. T..they broke in my h...h..house *Sob Sniffle* and punched her, in..in..in the f...f...fa...face." He says. "Don't worry, I'm going to report them to the goverment. Screw his love for the princess. If they keep up this work they wont last very long without going to prison! Much less date the princess. Plus, I belive she is already taken. Its okay little man. Its okay." I say trying to be as comferting as possible. "T..t...t...tha....thanks" He says as the tips of his lips begin to turn into a smile. "Lets go to your house. I'll take care of your mothers wounds. I can get her some ice." I say. "Thanks *Sniffle Sniffle*" He says. We walk home to his house and I fix his mothers wounds. "Thanks again! You are a great girl. You're welcome back any time. We really appreciate it." The mother says. "Aww, it was nothin'." I say. "Thanks for your help." The little boy says. Feeling good about my self I walk home and have a nice cup of herb tea.

 

2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?

 

Answer: The old man tells me "Help me" In a old crackled voice. I give him what I know about medical attention. He slowly wakes up. "Thank you so much! Oh how can I ever repay you!" He says. "Oh no, no, no sir! I could never take anything from you!" I say "No! I insist! Honastly! Anything, just name it!" He says. I hesitate for a bit. "Ehh, well there is this one thing.... I need some help skinning a deer I hunted earler." I say. "EASY! I'm the best skinner in town! They call me-" he says "Don't tell me! Old man Malzmerf! I usually take my skin to your place to get my meat skinned! Your the best in town!" I say. We walk to his shop.

He skins my meat. "Thanks! Thanks so much! You are a great person! Heres the Minas!" I offer him 30 Minas. "No, No Mam. I cannot take that from you. Consiter this a gift! For saving me." He says. "Alright... Whatever you say. Anyways thanks again!" I say as I walk out the door of his shop.

3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).

 

Answer: I look at his bows. I have 100 Minas in my pocket. "What can I get for 50 Minas?" He looks at me like I just said the F-word with a kid in the room. "Nothing! You silly! I can get you a nice bow for 80 though." I thought about it. hesitantly I said "No, I'll pay 50 and thats as low as im going."

I say. "Fine, under one condition. You go hide this cactus green from the police. Dig a hole, mark it with sticks and rocks and then return here. I'll sell it to you for 55." he says. "No man, I'll go burry the cactus green and give you this health flower if you sell it to me for 45." I knew I had to save at least 50 for food. I had gotten the health flower earlier from a brewer. I was in town and saw him and he looked interesting. He only had one left it was for 100 Minas. I went ahead and bought it.  I was buying the food tonight. He looked at the flower with great intrest. He nodded and I went off my merry way. I dug a hole which took about 15 miniuts. I put the cactus green snugly in it. Which took like 5 miniuts. And then I put the dirt over it again. I marked it like he said, and returned to the trailer. He had the bow out and ready with a nice silk red tie on it. I took the bow and I gave him the coins and flower, happy with my purchase I went to the food shop.

 

 

 

[Ford 1996]

 

-Your biography is lacking in...content, I'm afraid. How does a 10 year old survive severe stab wounds and a brutal beating from baby orcs? How'd baby Orcs suddenly find a raft and go onto your ship to do all of that to you? Then, they suddenly throw you off and you happen to have golden ingots on you that you can give to the dwarves and they IMMEDIATELY take you in? I'm sorry, but you skip around to way too many random and important events throughout your story. Not only that, but some of the sentences in your bio. are completely irrelevant to the development of your character. Try to talk about how you acquired your certain skill set in your biography and your mother just randomly appearing out of nowhere is...strange. Talk in third person limited in your ORQ's and biography. If you don't know what that is, go look it up on Google. 

 

-Your first ORQ completely whacks the proper High Elven lore out of your character. High Elves aren't meant to be that violent, aggressive/rash, but they can be loud if they want, yes. Also, in your second ORQ the high elves are meta-gaming? Unless they're friends of your somehow, which I doubt, how would they know that you've lived with dwarves? Also, the fact that a High Elven woman took on 3-4 other elves and won is pretty unbelievable.The third ORQ has a few problems as well. There is no such thing as a health flower. At all. 

 

Overall, this application needs a lot of work. Go to (www.grammarly.com) once you've made the necessary changes so you can see all the grammatical errors spread throughout your biography/ORQ's. Take a look at other accepted applications as well to see what you'll need to do to get a good application written down! 

 

YOU MAY RE-APPLY AFTER ONE MONTH. If you have any questions to ask, send me a PM and I'll answer them.

[Ford 1996]

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