Kidrocker60

Minecraft Account Name:My minecraft username happens to be Kidrocker60 (I put in random stuff and it’s not supposed to look like the way it looks.) How old are you?:I am turning fourteen in late-April. Time-Zone/Country of Residence: I live in Indiana and my timezone is Eastern Standard. Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, however, I feel as if it could be a lot better. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: My name is Ryan and I AM growing up in Indiana. I bought minecraft a year back and immediately (with role-play experience from other games) and applied on a server. I learned the ropes of roleplay quick and had a pretty fun couple of months. The server has had it’s demise though and that’s why I am here today. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Up to 15-20 hours. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying to me is a “game” where you create some type of living thing and control it in a realistic way. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Roleplayed on Grand Theft Auto San Andreas since Late 09, began roleplaying on Minecraft a little more than a year ago. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Metagaming is when you use your out of character knowledge in-game. Example: *I walk down a sidewalk past a stranger* *Stranger stares at me* Stranger: “Hi [enter name here].” In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: Basically, it’s doing things that your character is not capable of doing such as jumping off a 3000 foot tower and living. It is also forcing any type of action against a player, basically controlling their character. What do you expect this server will be like?: Very fun and addictive. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Terra Renatus = Shut Down Mesalia = Low player-base and mediocre roleplayers. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I Promise. How did you hear about us?: Someone on this server told me he had been playing on this server. (Sawses) Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?: Yes I did, I believe it said my vote number was 3,702. Have you posted this application on our minecraft forum thread yet? If not, just finish it up on here and then copy + paste is over there. (http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-%E2%96%91%E2%96%92%E2%96%93-the-lord-of-the-craft-%E2%96%93%E2%96%92%E2%96%91-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/): Yes. In-Character: Character Name: Zajar (Gash’Bahr to clan members What Race are you?: Orc What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Shaman Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Gash'Bahr or Zajar as he was known back in his childhood was raised within the confines of Borgen. Zajar loved everything about nature, especially fire. He grew up living a life of poverty and never felt he really had his place among the people of Borgen, they spoke ill of his love of nature; an insult to all things Zajar believed in. Zajar would wander around collecting sticks and rocks, sparking fires often. The problem with this was, he would never put them out, he believed that fire should never be put out as it was very vital to the world. Eventually, one day, he’d caught Borgen’s wood stockpile on fire, eventually burning more than three quarters of the town down. The leaders of Borgen came to a verdict rather quickly. “Zajar, lat be'n glob an' flat'n nub da' villag' bu' al' da' natur'; lat nub welcom' 'ere.” is what the head of the town council said in orc tongue. Zajar had twelve hours to collect anything he had and if still in the presence of the town, he’d be killed on sight. He was gone in twelve minutes, with nothing. Zajar grew into a sad and depressed state of mind. He traveled through forest after forest, never staying in one place for any longer that one night. Eventually, he was spotted by another orc, named Drog’Bahr, he stood at least eight feet from the ground, his eyes burnt a gentle crimson haze, and slowly he offered his hand out his hand in a kind gesture and then said, “Com’ wid’ Drog.”. That was the begging of Gash, which is what Zajar is called by his fellow clan members. Drog, short for Drog’Bahr, took Zajar in. Drog allowed Zajar to live with him until he became acquainted with some members of the village. Zajar noticed that some orcs had been traveling in and out of Drog’s home, Zajar asked Drog who they were and Drog responded, “Dey’ be parts de’ Bahr clan.” Zajar asked if he could join and Drog answered, “Drog suppo’ if you really want too. First, Zajar must’ meet de’ ancestors.” Zajar was given what two things, a bandand and one thing he calls, “Mushroom dat’ be pushdug.”, he ate it and he quickly fell into what seemed as a deep sleep to clan outsiders, however, it most definitely wasn’t. It was an adventure, more or less a “trip”. When it had began, he was falling and he felt as if he wouldn’t stop, then suddenly, he landed on hands. When he opened his eyes, he couldn’t see a thing, although he heard voices and they told him of his acceptance into the clan. With Zajar’s acceptance in the clan [from the ancestors], he had to set out on another journey immediately. Drog informed him, that he had to find a animal, kill it and drench a cloth in it’s blood, lastly, he had to carry the animal back for him and the other orcs (in the clan) to eat. He walked days and nights in the forest, not seeing a single sign of a living animal. He soon grew very impatient, he began to start back home, preparing to tell Drog that he had given up. When all hope was lost, he had heard movement behind him, he grabbed his pocket mirror and looked through it, he then saw a fox, he quickly turned around, spear ready but the fox hadn’t been there. Gash began to think he had gone delusional, trying to head home, quickly. He kept walking, then one day, not long after the previous event, he had noticed the fox again, the fox didn’t see Gash, so he quickly readied his spear. He aimed at the fox’s neck and threw the spear, making noise as he did so, the fox attempted to run and the spear traveled inside his skin, coming to a stop, but not after slicing a large amount of flesh. The fox attempted to run and hide from Gash, but due to the large trail of blood, Gash easily tracked it. Zajar pulled the spear out of the fox, quickly, he did what Drog had instructed him to do. “After Zajar klomp de’ anima’, Zajar must take a ra’ and soa’ up a’ much bloo’ from de’ animal as Zajar can, then, Zajar sha’ tie it aroun’ Zajar body, anywhe’ Zajar choo’, den’, Zajar shall carry de’ animal back to wher’ Zajar start Zajar journey.” Zajar returned back to Drog with the fox, Drog then said in a serious voice, “Zajar, do’ well’, Zajar klomped fox, Zajar animal is fox.” after which he says, “Zajar, another’ thing, to us, you are no’ Zajar, no, no, you be Gash!”, “ and now, Gash must do one more thing however…”. He opened his palm, it was a leg of the fox and Drog then Smiles, saying, “Gash, eat!”. Gash ate and they had a wonderful welcoming ceremony. Gash being amongst his clan, he has learned that honorable orcs are the superior to any breed. He believes that High Elves are very immature and stuck up and treats them like peasants. Anything else is okay to him. Gash loves fire and despises everything about water, he will often have temper-tantrums. Gash is also a very good at cooking things from his long survival in the forests. He is very sneaky and sly, but is very slow. He also has a smart-mouth in which could get him in trouble some day, but he’s alright right now. Gash is tall and scrawny like most other shamans. He is roughly 40-50 in seeds [or 20 in human years]. He wears the rag around his neck and it is never seen off of him. What is your Character's ambitions?: He hopes to make Drog very proud of him and to he wishes to help rebuild the once great Bahr clan. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Flint and Tinder. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Starting and mending fires and sneaking. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format): It’s in my signature! :D Other Information about your Character: Open-Response-Questions Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond? Gash walks down the road, hearing a Halfling yell in fright, with the sword on his back he runs over, confronting the two armed warriors. “Don’t ye’ thin’ you shou’ take’ from someone ye’ own size’?” he asks attempting to scare them off. “Does Zajar nee’ tuh hand’ this Zajar’ self?” he then adds in his threatening voice. Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response? Gash walks around the village of Alras, stopping in the market and he noticed the stall with a hideously dressed man behind the door, he then decides to address him. He walks up to the man and he then laughs, adding, “Wher’ did ye’ fin’ dat’ filt’ on ye’ self’”, he then walks off slowly. He then thinks in his head “Gash is hilarious.” Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?: Gash wanders into the woods on a boring day. He looks ahead and sees a hut, he then thinks “Gash think hut is beautiful!”, he wanders into it and see’s a chest, he then thinks “Gooooooold!!” he then opens the conveniently unlocked chest and sees the iron bars and golden sword, but moves right past the bars and grasps the golden swords handle, thinking “Gash’ love golden swor’ in he hand.”. Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond? Gash has been in the forest for a few days, lost, he then starts to think, “Gash wil' die”, “Gash need food”, “SOMNEONE HELP GASH”, after he almost give up, he sees a trading camp, Gash rushes over and he gets on his hands and knees, begging, “Ye’ can give foo’ for Zajar?”, he says, rubbing his stomach, crying. You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. How does your character act on this information?: Gash walks out of his home, he yawns as he quickly see’s another villager addressing him, “Zajar, did Zajar hear? De town need hel’, De’ town guard in the Market!” he says, gash raises his hand, “Zajar help town!” smiling, quickly heading to back in his house to get his gear.