Honeygue

b]Out-Of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: honeygue Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?:No, I didn't attend. How old are you?: 13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Sweden GMT+1 Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, English is my first language, both my parents are English speakers. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am a social person, I like sleeping all day and playing minecraft. I like writing, acrobatics, sketching and photography. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About five hours a week. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Rping is assuming the role of a character, and changing the way you speak depending on when and where you are. It is like improv acting. In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Metagaming: When you use knowledge that your character doesn't know or can impossibly know, for example knowing that a creeper explodes if the character has never seen a creeper before. Powergaming: When all you do is try to collect resources and xp instead of developing your characters personality or adding to the story of the game. What do you expect this server will be like?: A fun server with serious Rpers and many plugins. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on: Citibuild, Siegecraft, Turf wars, Legion Craft, Abeocraft etc. I left them mainly because of the lack of community and rules, or it was just too easy to survive. Sometimes the mods and admins were just plain jerks. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, i have. How did you hear about us? I looked on youtube and minestatus. Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you? Sorry, couldn't figure out how to vote. What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?:Honeygue In-Character: Character Name: Arn DeGothia What is your Race?:Human Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Arn grew up in town outside of Al Khazar. His father was an ambassador, he represented the humans in Orc regions.He was a wealthy and honest man, but he still had many enemies. Arn's mother died when he was 3 from an unknown sickness. Arn was a heavily built boy, perhaps even slightly chubby. He was courageous and was the strongest boy in his class His father was a wealthy and honest man, but he still had many enemies. One day he was left alone at the house with the servants while his father was at a peace treaty, the Orcs had threats of war. He came home late the next night,"The Orcs have agreed to not invade, although it cost us a few minas". Arn woke late at night by the sounds of screams and explosions, a guard was yelling"Mr.DeGothia, we have to reach the safe room now!" He was only 10 at the time so the guards practicaly carried him to the houses safe room. He waited there, looking out through the small windows onto the street. At first he couldn't see anything just guards shouting at each other. Then suddenly an orc came, picked up one of the guards and smashed him against the ground. "We have to help them", Arn said. His father looking at him with something clsoe to shame said,"It's too late, theres nothing we can do now,but I don't understand, they agreed to peace". Before anyone could do anything Arn pulled a sword from the saferooms shelf raced past the guards,through the hall and out onto the street. The buildings were ablaze and the townspeoples screams could be heard everywhere. He ran up to the Orc, who had now picked up another guard and stuck a sword through his back. Green liquid dripped out as the Orc gave out a final roar and sunk to the ground. "The soldier, dazed stood up "Thank you child" he said. "What is your name?". Arn stood there, shocked, looking at the dead beast before him. "Arn, Arn DeGothia" he mumbled. The next morning Arn was the first child to receive a personal thanks from the mayor and a medal of honor for saving a good soldier, he was in fact a major in the kings army. Later in the evening they were having a peaceful dinner when the door was burst open and town guards pushed Arn's father to the ground. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!?"his father exclaimed. One of the guards pulled out a scroll from his bag and read "Charles DeGothia, accused of treason and shall be taken to court for justice to be proven". "Treason?"he shouted."What have I done to deserve this?" The gurards said nothing, they elbowed him in the shoulder and dragged him screaming out of the house. Arn kicked one of the guards in the shins. He was crying"Let him go you bastards!". The guard just shoved him off and said "Would you like to join your father in court young man?" Arn yelled at his servent who had been standing in the corner observing the entire scene. -Well do something!! -I'm afraid there's nothing we can do right now, I don't want to be accused of treason too now do I? In his rage Arn ran out of the house, half crying half screaming. He spent the rest of the day walking around in the streets, kicking walls and trees in pure anger. He didn't want to spend the night on the street, so he snuck back into the house. The servent had fallen asleep on the floor. Arn slept well, all his rage had tired quite alot. He woke with the strong sun shining through his eyelids, he opened them, thinking that the previous days events had all just been a bad dream, but he saw the servant on the floor, and the tipped over chairs and broken glasses. He didn't have the energy or will to stay in the house, all he wanted was some fresh air. He walked to the town square where there was a crowd packed around a wooden platform in the middle of the square. He watched with interest as a man with a leather mask and the mayor stepped up on the platform. There was a wave of applause as he positioned himself in the middle of the stage area, pulled out a scroll and read: "All of us remember the terrible events of a couple nights ago, the dreaded Orcs invaded our peaceful town in the night but our brave guards fought them and sent them running home". Another wave of applause. "But this event shall not be forgotten, for we still lost some of our best men to the green horde". Arn remembered saving the major general in battle."But you may want to know how our treasury was plundered in the midst of all this. The Orcs couldn't have known our secret location, unless someone told them..." Arn thought about his missing father when a man with a bag over his face was brought up on the floor and and forced to kneel over some kind of log while guards strapped his hands and feet to the floor."That man is here today". He motioned towards the man with the bag over his face. "This man is Charles DeGothia!" The guards pulled the bag of his head, Charles was spitting at the mayor, but was out of range. A guard kicked him in the stomach. "Father!", Arn yelled while pushing his way through the crowd. The mayor spoke again "He has been found guilty of treason towards his own race and town!". The crowd booed. The man in the leather mask was carrying an axe the size of Arn. He had been sharpening it while the mayor was speaking. "The time has come for justice". The mayor walked off the platform with two guards waiting at the bottom of the stairs. The leather mask man walked up to Charles placed it on his neck and practiced his aim. Arn was looking at his fathers face and he looked back. Arn was by now at the front of the crowd, tears in his eyes. His father looked back and said "Prove my justice, for your sake and for my own". The axe landed on his neck and and his rolled into a basket. Arn closed his eyes and jsut stood there. He opened them and ran back home. Instead of being greeted by his servant he was faced by guard. Arn asked"What exactly are you doing, those are our things! You have no right to be doing this. Guards were carrying golden jewelry and expensive carpets out of the house. " Property of the state now, you had better leave. "This is the house of my family, not yours!" The guard simply ignored him. Arn spent the rest of the day sitting in the street, drawing things in the gravel with a stick. He thought about his father again and started crying. Then he heard a deep voice, "Whats the matter laddie?" He looked up. It was a familiar face put he couldn't remember who it belonged to. "Wait, your the bugger that saved me from those blasted Orcs!" Right, he was the soldier he saved, Arn remembered. "They hung my father for treason and now they've taken my house and the servant was asleep and-he was interuppted by the soldier."Stop right there, I'll give ye a place to stay if you need it after all, I owe you one." And so it went. Arn stayed at the majors house for a few weeks, which became a few months, which beacme a few years and then the rest of his life growing up. The majors name was Arthur Polvellan, he claimed to have a gnome grandfather. He was shorter than average after all. He raised him like his own son and trained him in hand to hand combat, swordsmanship and archery. He wanted Arn to walk the path of a warrior. The major later died an heroic death in battle, leaving Arn with the house and belongs he had. Arn was now a grown man of 20, with thick hair. He was no longer chubby, just had a strong build. He was slightly arrogant, courageous and ready to take on the world... Your characters ambitions: Get revenge for his father and become a warlord. Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do? He sneaks up on the bandits, draws his bow from his back and shoots one of them in the knee. He then runs up to the other and puts his sword to his neck. While the other bandit is rolling on the ground shrieking in pain Arn says "You two should be on your way". Your character walks up to a shop in the middle of Al'Khazar. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer? Good afternoon, may I see your sharpest swords and finest armor? A screenshot of your skin: Attched to the post Other Information:

b]Out-Of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: honeygue Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?:No, I didn't attend. How old are you?: 13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Sweden GMT+1 Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, English is my first language, both my parents are English speakers. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am a social person, I like sleeping all day and playing minecraft. I like writing, acrobatics, sketching and photography. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About five hours a week. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Rping is assuming the role of a character, and changing the way you speak accordingly. In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Metagaming: When you use knowledge that your character doesn't know or can impossibly know, for example knowing that a creeper explodes if the character has never seen a creeper before. Powergaming: When all you do is try to collect resources instead of being social. An RPG is about the atmosphere of the game and exploring, not always gaining the maximum amount of power and material. What do you expect this server will be like?: A fun server with serious Rpers and many plugins. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on: Citibuild, Siegecraft, Turf wars, Legion Craft, Abeocraft etc. I left them mainly because of the lack of community and rules, or it was just too easy to survive. Sometimes the mods and admins were just plain jerks. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, i have. How did you hear about us? I looked on youtube and minestatus. Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you? Sorry, couldn't figure out how to vote. What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?:Honeygue In-Character: Character Name: Arn DeGothia What is your Race?:Human Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Arn grew up in town outside of Al Khazar. His father was an ambassador, he represented the humans in Orc regions.He was a wealthy and honest man, but he still had many enemies. Arn's mother died when he was 3 from an unknown sickness. Arn was a heavily built boy, perhaps even slightly chubby. He was courageous and was the strongest boy in his class His father was a wealthy and honest man, but he still had many enemies. One day he was left alone at the house with the servants while his father was at a peace treaty, the Orcs had threats of war. He came home late the next night,"The Orcs have agreed to not invade, although it cost us a few minas". Arn woke late at night by the sounds of screams and explosions, a guard was yelling"Mr.DeGothia, we have to reach the safe room now!" He was only 10 at the time so the guards practicaly carried him to the houses safe room. He waited there, looking out through the small windows onto the street. At first he couldn't see anything just guards shouting at each other. Then suddenly an orc came, picked up one of the guards and smashed him against the ground. "We have to help them", Arn said. His father looking at him with something clsoe to shame said,"It's too late, theres nothing we can do now,but I don't understand, they agreed to peace". Before anyone could do anything Arn pulled a sword from the saferooms shelf raced past the guards,through the hall and out onto the street. The buildings were ablaze and the townspeoples screams could be heard everywhere. He ran up to the Orc, who had now picked up another guard and stuck a sword through his back. Green liquid dripped out as the Orc gave out a final roar and sunk to the ground. "The soldier, dazed stood up "Thank you child" he said. "What is your name?". Arn stood there, shocked, looking at the dead beast before him. "Arn, Arn DeGothia" he mumbled. The next morning Arn was the first child to receive a personal thanks from the mayor and a medal of honor for saving a good soldier, he was in fact a major in the kings army. Later in the evening they were having a peaceful dinner when the door was burst open and town guards pushed Arn's father to the ground. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!?"his father exclaimed. One of the guards pulled out a scroll from his bag and read "Charles DeGothia, accused of treason and shall be taken to court for justice to be proven". "Treason?"he shouted."What have I done to deserve this?" The gurards said nothing, they elbowed him in the shoulder and dragged him screaming out of the house. Arn kicked one of the guards in the shins. He was crying"Let him go you bastards!". The guard just shoved him off and said "Would you like to join your father in court young man?" Arn yelled at his servent who had been standing in the corner observing the entire scene. -Well do something!! -I'm afraid there's nothing we can do right now, I don't want to be accused of treason too now do I? In his rage Arn ran out of the house, half crying half screaming. He spent the rest of the day walking around in the streets, kicking walls and trees in pure anger. He didn't want to spend the night on the street, so he snuck back into the house. The servent had fallen asleep on the floor. Arn slept well, all his rage had tired quite alot. He woke with the strong sun shining through his eyelids, he opened them, thinking that the previous days events had all just been a bad dream, but he saw the servant on the floor, and the tipped over chairs and broken glasses. He didn't have the energy or will to stay in the house, all he wanted was some fresh air. He walked to the town square where there was a crowd packed around a wooden platform in the middle of the square. He watched with interest as a man with a leather mask and the mayor stepped up on the platform. There was a wave of applause as he positioned himself in the middle of the stage area, pulled out a scroll and read: "All of us remember the terrible events of a couple nights ago, the dreaded Orcs invaded our peaceful town in the night but our brave guards fought them and sent them running home". Another wave of applause. "But this event shall not be forgotten, for we still lost some of our best men to the green horde". Arn remembered saving the major general in battle."But you may want to know how our treasury was plundered in the midst of all this. The Orcs couldn't have known our secret location, unless someone told them..." Arn thought about his missing father when a man with a bag over his face was brought up on the floor and and forced to kneel over some kind of log while guards strapped his hands and feet to the floor."That man is here today". He motioned towards the man with the bag over his face. "This man is Charles DeGothia!" The guards pulled the bag of his head, Charles was spitting at the mayor, but was out of range. A guard kicked him in the stomach. "Father!", Arn yelled while pushing his way through the crowd. The mayor spoke again "He has been found guilty of treason towards his own race and town!". The crowd booed. The man in the leather mask was carrying an axe the size of Arn. He had been sharpening it while the mayor was speaking. "The time has come for justice". The mayor walked off the platform with two guards waiting at the bottom of the stairs. The leather mask man walked up to Charles placed it on his neck and practiced his aim. Arn was looking at his fathers face and he looked back. Arn was by now at the front of the crowd, tears in his eyes. His father looked back and said "Prove my justice, for your sake and for my own". The axe landed on his neck and and his rolled into a basket. Arn closed his eyes and jsut stood there. He opened them and ran back home. Instead of being greeted by his servant he was faced by guard. Arn asked"What exactly are you doing, those are our things! You have no right to be doing this. Guards were carrying golden jewelry and expensive carpets out of the house. " Property of the state now, you had better leave. "This is the house of my family, not yours!" The guard simply ignored him. Arn spent the rest of the day sitting in the street, drawing things in the gravel with a stick. He thought about his father again and started crying. Then he heard a deep voice, "Whats the matter laddie?" He looked up. It was a familiar face put he couldn't remember who it belonged to. "Wait, your the bugger that saved me from those blasted Orcs!" Right, he was the soldier he saved, Arn remembered. "They hung my father for treason and now they've taken my house and the servant was asleep and-he was interuppted by the soldier."Stop right there, I'll give ye a place to stay if you need it after all, I owe you one." And so it went. Arn stayed at the majors house for a few weeks, which became a few months, which beacme a few years and then the rest of his life growing up. The majors name was Arthur Polvellan, he claimed to have a gnome grandfather. He was shorter than average after all. He raised him like his own son and trained him in hand to hand combat, swordsmanship and archery. He wanted Arn to walk the path of a warrior. The major later died an heroic death in battle, leaving Arn with the house and belongs he had. Arn was now a grown man of 20, with thick hair. He was no longer chubby, just had a strong build. He was slightly arrogant, courageous and ready to take on the world... Your characters ambitions: Get revenge for his father and become a warlord. Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do? He sneaks up on the bandits, draws his bow from his back and shoots one of them in the knee. He then runs up to the other and puts his sword to his neck. While the other bandit is rolling on the ground shrieking in pain Arn says "You two should be on your way". Your character walks up to a shop in the middle of Al'Khazar. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer? Good afternoon, may I see your sharpest swords and finest armor? A screenshot of your skin: Attched to the post Other Information: