Out-Of-Character:
-Minecraft Account Name: Jinkis
-How old are you?: 15
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Australia.
-Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: I certainly do mate, with the exception of a few missing paragraphs and the inevitable typo of course.
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Well, I know that I used to be harmfully kind (harmful to myself I mean) but Im quite sure I have migrated to a more suitable, quiet polite, witty, epic music lover (Two Steps From Hell, Hans Zimmer, Brand X Music etc...)
-How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I can put in atleast probably 2-6 hours a day and quadriple that on weekends.
-How long have you played minecraft?: Thanks to Paulsoarsejr, Ive been playing since the very first Alpha. (not Indev)
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I understand the concept of creating an interesting and immersive character, that fits into the world and setting, and using your characters abilities, not your own. I believe I started Role Playing when I was 6-8 years old, in Banjo-Kazooie :) I made up stories and forced myself to complete certain objectives, obviously this sort of things wouldnt actually happen in the game (Im going off Banjo-Kazooie here) but I loved to sit and imagine what is happening. Examples would include (still going off Banjo-Kazooie here) farming and defending my crops, sheltering from the rain, and sleeping through the Winters. (Banjo is a Bear after all)
-What do you expect this server will be like?: An imaginative and interactive community, compelling and believable world events (wars, political conflicts, announcements etc...) interesting and architecturally impressive area's (villages, towns, cities etc...) the list goes on, im stupendously excited the be a part of the dynamical nature of this server.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Man Vs Craft, poor community and insufficient use of the plugins and general potential.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: I certainly have and entirely agree with them. Also just a comment about the lore, I like the believability, so really its the simple fact it feels real and official.
-Name the 4 races on this server. The Humans, The Dwarves, The Elves and of course, the dreaded Orcs.
-How did you hear about us?: I was searching for a decent free RP server for Minecraft after becoming sick and tired of being sick and tired of Wo- *Inhale* World of Warcraft.
-Did you vote?: I did vote on all fronts my lord *kneels*
-What was your favourite Law?: "-You must play in character as this is an RP server"
-What was your least favourite Law?: "-To play as an Evil based character you must first prove your RP prowess and post a Bandit/Evil Character application following the guidelines found on the forums here."
-What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? Allistair
In-Character:
-Character Name: Allistair Hart Kandahar - Sorry its a mouthful, I usually use one of those names for my characters, along with Barda (usually for an Elf) and Lief.
-What is your Race?: Human
-Biography: (KEEP IN MIND, I LOVE WRITING STORIES, THIS MAY GO OFF TOPIC SLIGHTLY, caps were for attention) Allistair's father, Barda, lived in the slums of Del, he wished to become a noble, and the Del Palace being placed a top an inactive volcano, which seemed to shadow the markets and slums of Del was no help, Barda was constantly distracted and marvelled by its magnificence.
As a child, Barda would sit and marvel at the Palace every seemingly plain day, and night. His mother was old and weak during his birth, she died shortly after, or so he was told by her friends, of which she had many. Barda knew not of a father, he was absent during his birth, and always has been.
Jasmine, one of his mothers daughters looked after Barda, until he was 4, at which, Jasmine left, to become a cook in the Palace, Barda was furious, but weak, and he knew it. He attempted to chase her down, he got no where but face first in the mud. Barda taught himself to survive in the slums of Del, although he knew it was a gamble, he would scavenge and steal food wherever he could, he would often be caught stealing, but lucky for him, the guards were lazy and believed "to chase a thief is always a waste of time and breath, for we shall be bathing in gold every week anyway".
When Barda turned 24, many referred to him as a useless scat of a man (IM A SCAT MAN!) he knew nothing of currency, all he knew was crime and agility, for he was an unbegging beggar, a waste of space. He never thought of himself as anything, until now, he could not stand the thought of being "a waste of space" so, he began studying, Blacksmithing, currency, Lumberjacking, Farming even fighting. For 17 years, he farmed, lumberjacked and blacksmithed, he felt he was finally earning recognition, for in the past 17 years he met a beautiful but sturdy woman, Barda wished to marry her, but he also wished, as always, to become a Noble, and marry here as a Lady in the Palace, it became apparent that this could not happen, and so, they married.
The city of Del was entirely and utterly socially secluded from the Palace and its entities, they all wished to speak to the King many times, but the guards had other plans, and the entire city knew, that something had to be done.
By this moment, Barda was strong, both in the mind, and physically, all he needed now was companions by his side.
(you can start this song if you so desire) The Last One - Audiomachine
2 years later. Barda had many men by his side, all of similar age and positions in life, after informing them his plan for the Palace, he assisted them achieve his level of mental and physical fitness, training them hard. one cloudy, frostbite night, Barda rose from his warm bed, to farewell his sleeping, pregnant wife, he kissed her on the forehead, and said "what barrier between me and the Palace no longer matters, for now I am strong" as he walked heavily towards his awaiting army, he was greeted by his strongest companion, Enden "this shall suffice" he said bluntly, handing him a splintered wooden spear, Barda nodded, and was soon joined by his army of townsfolk, and together, they trod upon what was soon to become a battlefield.
As Barda strode towards the Palace walls, he smiled, and gazed upon the ancient Dwarven architecture, remembering his childhood.
"It is said that there, a bloody and horrific battle took place, for I remember now, hearing screams of anguish from inside the Palace walls" she shifted her feet uneasily "but that is all son, now go" she whispered shakily with a forced smile, Allistair's face darkened as he walked awkwardly towards his awaiting horse, he tried to climb onto his horse, but was weakened by his forced back tears. His mother was soon behind him. As Allistair slid his feet through the stirrups, his mother smiled, Allistair glimpsed a tear run down her face. "farewell, my son" she forced, Allistair saw that his extended presence was burdening her further, and he knew he had to leave, it was not easy, but it is what must be done, she always told him to think of what was ahead, and so he did.
As he turned, he winced as he felt a tear roll down his anguished face, and, with that, he never saw his mother again.
I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
- Character Age: 21
-Character Appearance: like his father, messy brown hair and beard, green shirt, and torn brown pants.
-Character Personality: quiet but a valuable team member, keeps to himself while assisting whenever possible, can be very viscous if attacked.
-Your ambitions: Just as it is in real life, to be smiled upon as a kind, dependable and trustworthy man.
-Can your character read or write?: He was determined to differ from that of his father, he studied immensely, learning of all kinds of ancient languages.
-Can your character mine?: He is capable, and very strong willed, but should not be compared to that of a Dwarf
-Are you a capable builder? With enough resources yes, I have been told to have built some very cosy cottages. Also I have not shown anyone but I believe I have built a couple of strange but practical multi-story buildings.
-Can you wield a sword?: He is a quick learner, but is much more competent with that of an axe. (I would say spear ((I love spears)) but there are no spears in Minecraft)
-Enjoy Farming?: Yes he is a very competent farmer, and can be relied upon to grow and sell enough food for entire cities.
-Does your character have any special skills?: Allistair is extremely agile (like me in real life) and wins many tournaments.
-A screenshot of your skin: My Skin (in inventory)
-Other Information: No thank you :) spent more than enough time on this I think.
