Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:
Yes, I do.
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:
I am a vegetarian who is addicted to minecraft and redstone especially. I have been on many servers, but none have been satisfying. I come here because of the many players from the former server 'Land of Aswein'. I fence every week. Not the selling of illegal merchandise, the one with the swords. I am also told I have a sense of humor.
How much time could you be on the server weekly?:
About 20-21 hours.
What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you:
Roleplaying is the activity of acting out a character to immerse yourself in a fantasy world and create a detailed story.
What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?:
I have been on the servers of 'Land of Aswein', 'Age of Mines', and others.
In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is:
The act of using out of character information to influence the world in character.
In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is:
The act of forcing an action on another, ex: EPIC_LEET_BOB: "I slash with my sword and kill Ted, Phil and Greg." It should be: "I slash at Ted, Phil and Greg." Power emoting is generally used by newer people and those who try to create an invincible character. I cannot stress how annoying this can be. You should never make 'absolutes'; give the other player a chance. It is similar to god-modding, when a player uses power that is almost god like. Ex: EPIC_LEET_BOB: *DESTROYS WORLD WITH UBER SPELL*
What do you expect this server will be like?:
Large and active. A place where I can fit in as a redstone master and have people forced to use proper grammar. A place where a lot of my friends are, and a place where I can build an empire. (Metaphorically)
What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:
'Land of Aswein', It died, and 'Age of Mines' Because I heard a lot of my friends are on this server.
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 to abide by the rules.
How did you hear about us?:
A link from the forums of an old server of mine.
Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?:
What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) :
Human.
What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):
None.
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.):
Leonard Straik grew up at a young age in poverty in New Alras. He did not live in the gutter. Gutters were for those above him. He lived in a drain. He somewhat reluctantly joined a group of miners at age 13 who worked out in the wilderness, and quickly worked out an algebraic formula to find the largest deposits of coal. The foreman generally hated him for making him look stupid. Everyone could make the foreman look stupid, because the foreman was. At age 17, the foreman fell drunk down a deep mining shaft. While many other miners jockeyed for a position, Leonard quickly came out on top with a strategy of turning all the other miners on each-other. By age 18, Leonard's mining operation disbanded, and he managed to sell it for a sum much larger than it was actually worth.
Straik then traveled from place to place in Asulon at age 20 with a dusty leather jacket, a used black hat, and a dream. He acquired a taste for engineering and the art of brawling. He would take notes from masters of architecture and redstone, then take notes while watching thugs try to kill each-other in taverns. This has given him a systematic approach to life. He has mastered the art of improvised weapons and scoffs at swords, which he believes are just a heavy piece of metal, and thus a way to stab at you sooner. In Ildicia (Please note, on the map of Asulon, Ildicia's first two letters are identical. In some fonts it could be a capital I and a lowercase l, or 2 l's. So it could be lldicia. I could not tell), he got into trouble after getting in a bar fight with a drunk soldier of the Holy Oren Empire, knocking the drunk soldier out but breaking a wrist (The soldier was blind drunk and tried to attack Leonard with his scabbard). Luckily, nobody could identify Leonard, but he has avoided going back to Ildicia anyway. Some might say he has two personalities. The one who believes he can make the world a better place through peaceful building and politics, and the one who believes he can make the world a better place by knocking out an entire bar of drunken brawlers with a broken bottle in one hand and a chair leg in the other. (Though that is much easier said than done. Also, he does not have a split-personality disorder.)
32, full of ambition and knowledge, and still wearing the same jacket and hat, he started traveling to the Cloud Temple. He heard they had quite a few books, and was wondering if they had any on advanced redstone.
He generally prefers the company of Dwarves. Humans are too stupid; any country (Aka: Renatus) who could be careless and violent enough to fight the battle of the boot with the forces against them that were cannot be intelligent; and any countries (Aka Salvus and Hanseti and Alras) who would gang up on their own species with a few other nations are shameless opportunists. To be fair, Leonard thinks he is a bit of the latter. He likes the dwarves; they are quite good at redstone and mining, though they frequently go to war. He likes the elves; they are generaly old, and thus wise. He likes the Orcs; they believe in the survival of the strong, but Leonard believes they take it too far.
What are your Character's ambitions?:
To slowly work his way up the ladder and rise to a place of power.
What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc):
Pickaxe. The only way to mine redstone.
What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?
Redstone. It is by far his greatest talent.
A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ):
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?
Leonard minds his own business. He makes note of the soldier's faces and uniforms,Leather armor and a helmet, and wonders if he can report this for a reward. As one of the soldiers glances at him, Leonard pretends to act scared and walks slightly faster away. The same soldier says "Hey. You looking for trouble?" In the tone of voice that means 'Please make trouble so I can kill you and loot your corpse'. As a result, Leonard walks even faster. The soldier inexplicably catches up and puts an unfriendly and on Leonard's shoulder. "I believe you have seen too much. Come with me." As they approach the other guard and the halfling, Leonard formulates a plan. 'I will elbow the first soldier in the stomach, then bring up my knee and hit him in the chin. While the second soldier rushes to see if his ally is okay, I will bolt for the treeline so arrows will be of no use.' Leonard elbowed the first soldier - and fell back in pain. The leather armor was lined with iron. The soldiers were confused, and he saw his chance. Leonard ran in a mad dash to the treeline and ran through the woods without looking back. The halfling, named Trouble, said "Whats with him? We still need a fourth player for cards, though. I refuse to lose any more money to you." The second soldier shrugged. "You still owe us 12 minas, though."
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?
Leonard wonders about how such a well dressed man has such a small stall. He wonders if the merchant has any redstone, and then wonders why every fly in Alras decided to buzz around him. "Have any redstone?" Asks Leonard, trying to swat flies without attracting attention, a surefire way to attract people to stare at the man that looks like he is having a seizure. "Sausage? Inna bun?" Says a merchant behind him with a tray of meat that cannot be identified. The second merchant was weaselly looking and in his 50's with a shirt so stiff you could iron other laundry on it. He looked like the kind of man who would not only sell his own mother, but also throw in his dad for an extra 5 minas. He had heard about dragons, but Leonard expected them to be burning down houses, or something. But here was one, a different sort, without the scales, jostling him and trying to sell him something that looks like it should not be allowed outside of a necromancer's tower. "No thank you sir," Says Leonard, who managed to knock down a fly that was instantly replaced with 3 new ones. "No redstone then, guv'?" says the first merchant. "No, no. Yes to the sausage. No to the redstone. Wait! I mean yes to the- Never mind!" Leonard storms off and inadvertently kills a few flies in the process.
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?:
Leonard looks around. He sees a man dying outside the hut from a sword wound. Upon seeing Leonard, he launches into a monologue: "Sir! Please, Help! I am dying as we speak; but my son can still be saved." The man says more words, but Leonard has launched into a thought process that overpowers any urge to help. 'Bandits? Dangerous.', Thought Leonard. 'I wonder why he has a solid gold sword. Maybe it is wood with gold foil? Probably.' The man continues his speech: "-and he is heir to the throne of-" 'What? Throne? Okay. Is the kid some sort of prince? Or is he already king, I mean, the father is almost dead right?' The rest of his thoughts agreed. 'Yeah, you are right,' said Hunger, the thought in charge of, well, hunger. 'But it there any chance of a bit of food here? Digestive is getting bored, and he won't shut up!' "Quiet you two!" Leonard said out loud. The man seemed puzzled but never missed a beat. "-My son is down that road- *The man points to the left, along a path with a big knotted tree* -And you can still save him! I took down most of the bandits, but you can use that magic gold sword! You cannot die as long as you hold it!" 'Okay,' Thought Leonard. 'This seems too easy. I better walk away from this.' Leonard slowly walks away and speeds up as the man starts to plead. This moment haunts Leonard for the rest of his life.
As soon as Leonard is out of sight, the injured man gets up and wiped the pig blood off the shirt to the best of his abilities, which gets the blood spread around more. "Hey Rodger, you can come out now. He didn't buy it." A man with a large ax walks out from behind the knotted tree. "Damn. And they usually fall for it, too. Do we need the sword back? Yellow paint costs an arm and a leg these days."
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?
Remembering the dying man, Leonard moves on with the gold-painted sword still in his pack. 'It must be enchanted- It hasn't even rusted!' Thought Leonard. A mile away from the camp, his stomach reminds him that leaving might not have been a good idea. Leaves rustle around him and birds chirp. If Leonard could hear what the birds were saying, it would be like this: "Hey! Mate with me! I have a big red chest that I can inflate while singing!" or "OI! That is my nest! I built that with my own two wings, thank you very much." Leonard sets up an encampment. Not in the traditional sense, with a bondfire and tents, but rather in the 'I would rather not be eaten by wolves that much' sense. The camp was comprised of a tree with a blanket on it and a meager fire. Leonard pulled out a bottle of alcohol he got from a rather shady merchant in Alras. It said on the bottle: Dr. Dralfass's miricle cure/ whisky, 150% proff!!! Despite the grave misspellings and the impossibility of the alcohol content, Leonard was reassured that nothing could go wrong. It said miracle cure on it, right? Despite the deliriousness caused by fatigue and hunger, Leonard went against his best judgement and took out a metal bowl to make Stoo' with. Not stew, with named meats, but Stoo', a mixture of whatever liquids and solids you could get your hands on. He used the whisky/cure as the base. His train of thought going: 'Whisky is like beer. Beer is made of wheat, right? So it is just water with wheat in it. Perfect for Stoo'.' He used the whole bottle, gathered up some red mushrooms that would look dis-concerning to any man in charge of his better judgement, and pulled up random weeds for spices. After smelling the completed Stoo', Leonard had a bit of doubt. Three exclamation marks on a bottle was a sign of mental illness, and for some reason all the whiskey dried up. But, he decided, it was better than starving.
Three days later, his bowels were still regretting the decision.
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?:
As Leonard walks around town searching for the assembled guard, he hears a familiar voice. Creeping slowly behind a building with so many vines on it that no stone was visible, he heard: "-Now, listen up, you lot. I want this victory to be glorious and in the books of history forever!" Leonard, with a look of panic on his face, recognizes the voice as James 'Mayonnaise' Bucket, a man who was rich, oily, and smelled strongly of eggs. Bucket was possibly the worst sell-sword living. Bucket is the kind of man who would order a 'Short one' In a dwarf bar, and somehow pronounce 'elf' with the same inflection as 'Dirtbag' or 'Tax collector'. Bucket knew Leonard, as Bucket once recruited him to fight a camp of rogue orcs. Bucket ran off halfway through, and Leonard quickly followed. The rest got slaughtered. Leonard decided he would rather not have the guardsmen be slaughtered. He silently moves out from behind the building to behind Bucket. "-An' if any of you retreat or try to back out now, I will personally-" Said Bucket, just before being hit on the the head with a shovel by Leonard. The rest of the potential recruits did the customary 'Is he OK?' Look before bolting in all directions with cries of "That Bucket guy was an idiot.", and "Anyone see my pants?" which was completely unrelated and involved a raccoon. Bucket slowly got up, and by that time, Straik was running down the road out of town, the shovel clattering on the cobbles of the street.
Anything else you would like to say?:
The application process is weird. The first one I only got 'What is power-emoting' wrong. The second app, where I corrected the question on power-emoting but used the exact same material (It was a direct copy paste with everything else) was denied becuase I needed to incorperate lore, though the first mod said it was:
Your application is very good, and your ORQ's are quite original, but I'm afraid I must deny this application. Your definition on power-emoting is incorrect.
Note 'Your application is very good'. Did I do something wrong?
Bordr's 3Rd Application
in Implemented Applications
Posted
Out-Of-Character
Minecraft Account Name:
BorDr
How old are you?:
16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
USA / EST
Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:
Yes, I do.
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:
I am a vegetarian who is addicted to minecraft and redstone especially. I have been on many servers, but none have been satisfying. I come here because of the many players from the former server 'Land of Aswein'. I fence every week. Not the selling of illegal merchandise, the one with the swords. I am also told I have a sense of humor.
How much time could you be on the server weekly?:
About 20-21 hours.
What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you:
Roleplaying is the activity of acting out a character to immerse yourself in a fantasy world and create a detailed story.
What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?:
I have been on the servers of 'Land of Aswein', 'Age of Mines', and others.
In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is:
The act of using out of character information to influence the world in character.
In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is:
The act of forcing an action on another, ex: EPIC_LEET_BOB: "I slash with my sword and kill Ted, Phil and Greg." It should be: "I slash at Ted, Phil and Greg." Power emoting is generally used by newer people and those who try to create an invincible character. I cannot stress how annoying this can be. You should never make 'absolutes'; give the other player a chance. It is similar to god-modding, when a player uses power that is almost god like. Ex: EPIC_LEET_BOB: *DESTROYS WORLD WITH UBER SPELL*
What do you expect this server will be like?:
Large and active. A place where I can fit in as a redstone master and have people forced to use proper grammar. A place where a lot of my friends are, and a place where I can build an empire. (Metaphorically)
What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:
'Land of Aswein', It died, and 'Age of Mines' Because I heard a lot of my friends are on this server.
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 to abide by the rules.
How did you hear about us?:
A link from the forums of an old server of mine.
Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?:
Yes: 2nd app
In-Character:
Character Name:
Leonard Straik
What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) :
Human.
What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):
None.
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.):
Leonard Straik grew up at a young age in poverty in New Alras. He did not live in the gutter. Gutters were for those above him. He lived in a drain. He somewhat reluctantly joined a group of miners at age 13 who worked out in the wilderness, and quickly worked out an algebraic formula to find the largest deposits of coal. The foreman generally hated him for making him look stupid. Everyone could make the foreman look stupid, because the foreman was. At age 17, the foreman fell drunk down a deep mining shaft. While many other miners jockeyed for a position, Leonard quickly came out on top with a strategy of turning all the other miners on each-other. By age 18, Leonard's mining operation disbanded, and he managed to sell it for a sum much larger than it was actually worth.
Straik then traveled from place to place in Asulon at age 20 with a dusty leather jacket, a used black hat, and a dream. He acquired a taste for engineering and the art of brawling. He would take notes from masters of architecture and redstone, then take notes while watching thugs try to kill each-other in taverns. This has given him a systematic approach to life. He has mastered the art of improvised weapons and scoffs at swords, which he believes are just a heavy piece of metal, and thus a way to stab at you sooner. In Ildicia (Please note, on the map of Asulon, Ildicia's first two letters are identical. In some fonts it could be a capital I and a lowercase l, or 2 l's. So it could be lldicia. I could not tell), he got into trouble after getting in a bar fight with a drunk soldier of the Holy Oren Empire, knocking the drunk soldier out but breaking a wrist (The soldier was blind drunk and tried to attack Leonard with his scabbard). Luckily, nobody could identify Leonard, but he has avoided going back to Ildicia anyway. Some might say he has two personalities. The one who believes he can make the world a better place through peaceful building and politics, and the one who believes he can make the world a better place by knocking out an entire bar of drunken brawlers with a broken bottle in one hand and a chair leg in the other. (Though that is much easier said than done. Also, he does not have a split-personality disorder.)
32, full of ambition and knowledge, and still wearing the same jacket and hat, he started traveling to the Cloud Temple. He heard they had quite a few books, and was wondering if they had any on advanced redstone.
He generally prefers the company of Dwarves. Humans are too stupid; any country (Aka: Renatus) who could be careless and violent enough to fight the battle of the boot with the forces against them that were cannot be intelligent; and any countries (Aka Salvus and Hanseti and Alras) who would gang up on their own species with a few other nations are shameless opportunists. To be fair, Leonard thinks he is a bit of the latter. He likes the dwarves; they are quite good at redstone and mining, though they frequently go to war. He likes the elves; they are generaly old, and thus wise. He likes the Orcs; they believe in the survival of the strong, but Leonard believes they take it too far.
What are your Character's ambitions?:
To slowly work his way up the ladder and rise to a place of power.
What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc):
Pickaxe. The only way to mine redstone.
What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?
Redstone. It is by far his greatest talent.
A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ):
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?
Leonard minds his own business. He makes note of the soldier's faces and uniforms,Leather armor and a helmet, and wonders if he can report this for a reward. As one of the soldiers glances at him, Leonard pretends to act scared and walks slightly faster away. The same soldier says "Hey. You looking for trouble?" In the tone of voice that means 'Please make trouble so I can kill you and loot your corpse'. As a result, Leonard walks even faster. The soldier inexplicably catches up and puts an unfriendly and on Leonard's shoulder. "I believe you have seen too much. Come with me." As they approach the other guard and the halfling, Leonard formulates a plan. 'I will elbow the first soldier in the stomach, then bring up my knee and hit him in the chin. While the second soldier rushes to see if his ally is okay, I will bolt for the treeline so arrows will be of no use.' Leonard elbowed the first soldier - and fell back in pain. The leather armor was lined with iron. The soldiers were confused, and he saw his chance. Leonard ran in a mad dash to the treeline and ran through the woods without looking back. The halfling, named Trouble, said "Whats with him? We still need a fourth player for cards, though. I refuse to lose any more money to you." The second soldier shrugged. "You still owe us 12 minas, though."
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?
Leonard wonders about how such a well dressed man has such a small stall. He wonders if the merchant has any redstone, and then wonders why every fly in Alras decided to buzz around him. "Have any redstone?" Asks Leonard, trying to swat flies without attracting attention, a surefire way to attract people to stare at the man that looks like he is having a seizure. "Sausage? Inna bun?" Says a merchant behind him with a tray of meat that cannot be identified. The second merchant was weaselly looking and in his 50's with a shirt so stiff you could iron other laundry on it. He looked like the kind of man who would not only sell his own mother, but also throw in his dad for an extra 5 minas. He had heard about dragons, but Leonard expected them to be burning down houses, or something. But here was one, a different sort, without the scales, jostling him and trying to sell him something that looks like it should not be allowed outside of a necromancer's tower. "No thank you sir," Says Leonard, who managed to knock down a fly that was instantly replaced with 3 new ones. "No redstone then, guv'?" says the first merchant. "No, no. Yes to the sausage. No to the redstone. Wait! I mean yes to the- Never mind!" Leonard storms off and inadvertently kills a few flies in the process.
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?:
Leonard looks around. He sees a man dying outside the hut from a sword wound. Upon seeing Leonard, he launches into a monologue: "Sir! Please, Help! I am dying as we speak; but my son can still be saved." The man says more words, but Leonard has launched into a thought process that overpowers any urge to help. 'Bandits? Dangerous.', Thought Leonard. 'I wonder why he has a solid gold sword. Maybe it is wood with gold foil? Probably.' The man continues his speech: "-and he is heir to the throne of-" 'What? Throne? Okay. Is the kid some sort of prince? Or is he already king, I mean, the father is almost dead right?' The rest of his thoughts agreed. 'Yeah, you are right,' said Hunger, the thought in charge of, well, hunger. 'But it there any chance of a bit of food here? Digestive is getting bored, and he won't shut up!' "Quiet you two!" Leonard said out loud. The man seemed puzzled but never missed a beat. "-My son is down that road- *The man points to the left, along a path with a big knotted tree* -And you can still save him! I took down most of the bandits, but you can use that magic gold sword! You cannot die as long as you hold it!" 'Okay,' Thought Leonard. 'This seems too easy. I better walk away from this.' Leonard slowly walks away and speeds up as the man starts to plead. This moment haunts Leonard for the rest of his life.
As soon as Leonard is out of sight, the injured man gets up and wiped the pig blood off the shirt to the best of his abilities, which gets the blood spread around more. "Hey Rodger, you can come out now. He didn't buy it." A man with a large ax walks out from behind the knotted tree. "Damn. And they usually fall for it, too. Do we need the sword back? Yellow paint costs an arm and a leg these days."
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?
Remembering the dying man, Leonard moves on with the gold-painted sword still in his pack. 'It must be enchanted- It hasn't even rusted!' Thought Leonard. A mile away from the camp, his stomach reminds him that leaving might not have been a good idea. Leaves rustle around him and birds chirp. If Leonard could hear what the birds were saying, it would be like this: "Hey! Mate with me! I have a big red chest that I can inflate while singing!" or "OI! That is my nest! I built that with my own two wings, thank you very much." Leonard sets up an encampment. Not in the traditional sense, with a bondfire and tents, but rather in the 'I would rather not be eaten by wolves that much' sense. The camp was comprised of a tree with a blanket on it and a meager fire. Leonard pulled out a bottle of alcohol he got from a rather shady merchant in Alras. It said on the bottle: Dr. Dralfass's miricle cure/ whisky, 150% proff!!! Despite the grave misspellings and the impossibility of the alcohol content, Leonard was reassured that nothing could go wrong. It said miracle cure on it, right? Despite the deliriousness caused by fatigue and hunger, Leonard went against his best judgement and took out a metal bowl to make Stoo' with. Not stew, with named meats, but Stoo', a mixture of whatever liquids and solids you could get your hands on. He used the whisky/cure as the base. His train of thought going: 'Whisky is like beer. Beer is made of wheat, right? So it is just water with wheat in it. Perfect for Stoo'.' He used the whole bottle, gathered up some red mushrooms that would look dis-concerning to any man in charge of his better judgement, and pulled up random weeds for spices. After smelling the completed Stoo', Leonard had a bit of doubt. Three exclamation marks on a bottle was a sign of mental illness, and for some reason all the whiskey dried up. But, he decided, it was better than starving.
Three days later, his bowels were still regretting the decision.
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?:
As Leonard walks around town searching for the assembled guard, he hears a familiar voice. Creeping slowly behind a building with so many vines on it that no stone was visible, he heard: "-Now, listen up, you lot. I want this victory to be glorious and in the books of history forever!" Leonard, with a look of panic on his face, recognizes the voice as James 'Mayonnaise' Bucket, a man who was rich, oily, and smelled strongly of eggs. Bucket was possibly the worst sell-sword living. Bucket is the kind of man who would order a 'Short one' In a dwarf bar, and somehow pronounce 'elf' with the same inflection as 'Dirtbag' or 'Tax collector'. Bucket knew Leonard, as Bucket once recruited him to fight a camp of rogue orcs. Bucket ran off halfway through, and Leonard quickly followed. The rest got slaughtered. Leonard decided he would rather not have the guardsmen be slaughtered. He silently moves out from behind the building to behind Bucket. "-An' if any of you retreat or try to back out now, I will personally-" Said Bucket, just before being hit on the the head with a shovel by Leonard. The rest of the potential recruits did the customary 'Is he OK?' Look before bolting in all directions with cries of "That Bucket guy was an idiot.", and "Anyone see my pants?" which was completely unrelated and involved a raccoon. Bucket slowly got up, and by that time, Straik was running down the road out of town, the shovel clattering on the cobbles of the street.
Anything else you would like to say?:
The application process is weird. The first one I only got 'What is power-emoting' wrong. The second app, where I corrected the question on power-emoting but used the exact same material (It was a direct copy paste with everything else) was denied becuase I needed to incorperate lore, though the first mod said it was:
Note 'Your application is very good'. Did I do something wrong?