Kalizma

Out-Of-Character Details Minecraft Account Name: RaTtYrOo_VwV How old are you?: 20 yrs old Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern- USA Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I am fluent in English. Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I play D&D. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A friend recommended this server to me. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/68987-a-strange-awakening/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/69090-aniyaes-application/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/69187-rattyroo-vwvs-3rd-app/page__p__550961__fromsearch__1#entry550961 Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-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-100-unique-gameplay/!: I posted it :D Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing is when you act or pretend to be something you are not. Usually role playing is in the form of pretending to be a person or thing in a game. For example, I am Aniyae, a High elf. I come from the great kindom of Asulon. However you can role play in social situations as well. Sometime around people you are trying to impress, you may act or portray someone you necessarily aren't. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-Gaming is when you allow out-of-game experiences or knowledge to affect an in-game decision that your rp character would not have necessarily made. For example, [in-game] [While walking in the woods you stumble upon a empty camp, in which there is a treasure chest. The fire is still lit and the occupant could return at any minute. Do you: Loot the chest and take off in the woods? Or keep walking and leave it alone?] You would be meta-gaming if you looked up online or talked to your friends to see the consequences of each choice and then chose the better outcome. You would be using out-of-game knowledge to influence your characters decision. Therefore taking the adventure out of Role-playing. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-Emoting is when you use an emote to force an action on another player. If you type an action that another player can not respond to or prevent, it is power-emoting. In role-playing emotes, you should always allow for a reaction or counter. For example: *Aniyae steals 50 minas from the Cotlyn* is a power-emote. It is not giving the other player any defense or option. The correct way to use the steal emote would be: *Aniyae sneaks behind Cotlyn and gingerly reaches in her coin purse fishing for 50 minas.* In which the other player could respond/react if desired. *Cotlyn drew her dagger and spun around, facing the pick-pocket* :) In-Character Details Character Name: Aniyae Kiida Couer-Noble Character Race: High Elf Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:[unknown to Aniyae] Aniyae was born in a remote village in southeastern Malinor. The only child of two prideful high elves, Aniyae was kidnapped from her family at the young age of 2 by a crazed member of The Dark Brotherhood. He brought her to The Brotherhood where they raised her up in their beliefs. Upon her 18th birthday, she began the initiation. After months of servant quality errands They finnaly gave her a true task to prove herself. she was issued a kill contract. Two people were to be murdered, a High elf couple. As a statement to the small community in which they lived, Aniyae was to make it gory. She made quick work of the male but took her time with the female. When all was finished she headed back to the Brotherhood quite pleased with her work. When she arrived she was bound and told just who she killed...her family. HER family, that was who they had her kill. The longing of someday finding them shattered. Her blood boiled with rage. How could they? She had always planned to eventually find out who she really was. But now she had nothing left, except a burning rage for justice. How could she be a part of this? Her life was stolen from her when she was stolen from her family. She wanted nothing more than to be free. To start over. The head of the Consilii Princeps approached her and asked her to repeat the sacred oath, to forever bind her to the Brotherhood. Feeling Alone and rebellious She spat in his face, Never would she join them...not now. As punishment she was tortured that night, cut over and over. Marring her beauty. They left her tied to a post that night, alone in an unfamiliar forest. She awoke to a small Wood-elf girl cutting her down from the post. They talked for awhile and Aniyae found out the wood elf's name was Cotlyn. Cotlyn gave Aniyae some food and water, and cleaned up her wounds. Just as Cotlyn began to help Aniyae stand up, they heard the Brotherhood chants marking their appraoch. The Dark Brotherhood were coming back! Aniyae told Cotlyn to run, and leave her. As Cotlyn ran, Aniyae turned to face her fate. She knew they would kill her. She gathered all her might to stand. A hooded figure entered the clearing first, reading the decree that would condemn her. He chuckled as he gave to order for the others to curse her. This spell would burn her from the soul, out. They last thing she saw was a black ink-like cloud oozing out of the ground around her. [A year later] Aniyae awoke to a sharp pain in her head and a loud growl in her stomach. She shuffled around and she realized that she was in a box....AND BURIED! She could here something digging her out, but could not tell what it was. Soon she could she sunlight peaking thru the rotting parts of this box. She heard a dog panting, this must be whats digging her up. She started kicking at the sides of the box, and after a long tiresome time she was able to break thru. She wiggled herself out of her tomb, to find herself in an overgrown clearing in a strange forest. Where was she? WHO was she....An...Aniy...ANIYAE! That was her name! Aniyae tried to remember anything else. Anything at all that would help her rediscover who she was. Something else very fuzzy started wirring in her head. C..o..tl..yn, yes! Cotlyn that name meant answers! That name meant friend she was sure! But nothing else came to her. She was Aniyae, looking for Cotlyn in this foreign land. She looked herself over; long untamed Brown hair, with vines tangled in it. Tattered clothing and Scars! She was covered in scars! WHO was she? What had happened? She took a deep, steadying breath, and turned towards the sunrise. She was about to embark on a huge adventure, she smiled as she felt the breeZe lick her cheeks. And she walked towards her new life. What are your characters ambitions?: Finding her friend, learning about her past, beginning a new life. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: Is there anything else you would like to say about your character? Despite her past and race. She is good-Kind and loving. Open-Response-Questions Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short. Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? After observing him for some time as to ascertain he is not scamming people, I begin to browse his wares. I have only 8 minas but I find myself pitying him. He's is a hard sight to take in. Short,dirty white hair. Rags. Malnourished. I find a pair of earrings priced at 6 minas. I hand him my coin with a smile. I can see the thankfulness flash in his eyes as he says "Taing’da". I smile in response and take my leave. My stomach growls in protest to my splurge. But I know how it feels to have nothing. And surely I can snare a few rats in the slums alleys, Or trap some small game in the fields to the west of the city. You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I sense the Orcs anger and worry for the dwarf. I sneak over to the monk and attempt to wake him. He does not stir. I walk over to the two and ask "What is going on here?". The Orc turns to me. I can see him sizing me up. He chuckles and grunts "Go or I snap you!" I look over to the dwarf who shoots me a silent plea for help. I step between the two in an attempt to break it up and say to the Orc " Surely there is an opponent better matched to your strength? Why does thy waste thous time on a petty dwarf?" He considers my flattery but then seems to understand my intent. And he swings his massive arm, throwing me across the sanctuary. I recover quickly and pull out my bow. Silently I uncork a vial and dip the tip of an arrow in a potent sleeping poison. I take my aim, and release. The orc yowls with rage. He snaps the arrow, leaving the tip imbedded in his neck and laughs. "You think measly arrow stop me?" He says. I glance quickly to the dwarf and motion for him to flee while the orc is distracted. And without hesitaion he turns and runs. The orc begins to trudge towards me, and in response i dip another arrow tip and draw my bow. Quickly I release and catch him in the chest. He does not flinch and says " dgyou dzie nowe(Slurring)" I peg him in the arm with one more poisoned arrow as he drunkenly begins to charge at me. Knowing that the sleeping poison has begun its effect, I flee. I hear him screaming behind me, but do not stop; I am far faster than this drugged orc. And know I can it beyond his line of sight. I turn a corner and continue towards Solace. Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I stifle a chuckle and quickly help him to his feet. I walk him over to a tree so he can stand up on his own. I pick a few huge leaves off the tree and cut a small vine down as well, and begin to weave and sew him a new coinpouch. I walk over to where he fell and pick up his minas, putting them in my newly made leaf pouch. I return to the elderly man and hand him his coin. He smiles and thanks me. He then sits down in the shade and invites me to join him and we talk. I find out his name is Unryn and he is a Wood elf. He is on his way to Normandor to visit his Kin. I share my lunch with him as we bond. After a long friendly chat, I walk over to a near oak tree and break a sturdy smaller branch for him to use as a make-shift walking stick. He accepts it and shakily stands and resumes his journey. I smile at my new-found friend and accompany him. Making a mental note to purchase him a new walking stick when we get to Normandor.

Out-Of-Character Details Minecraft Account Name: RaTtYrOo_VwV How old are you?: 20 yrs old Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern- USA Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I am fluent in English. Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I play D&D. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes. I fully understand and have read. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A friend recommended this server to me. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/68987-a-strange-awakening/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/69090-aniyaes-application/ Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-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-100-unique-gameplay/!: posted :) Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing is the changing of one's behaviour to play a role, either unconsciously to fill a social role, or consciously to act out an adopted role. Becoming a person or thing that you are not. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-Gaming is any strategy, action or method used in-game which uses external factors, allowing something that you learned out of game to change your characters desicion in-game. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-Emoting is using an emote to describe an action that takes away the ability of another player to respond or prevent it. In-Character Details Character Name: Aniyae Kiida Couer-Noble Character Race: High Elf Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:[unknown to Aniyae] Aniyae was born in a remote village in southeastern Malinor. The only child of two prideful high elves, Aniyae was kidnapped from her family at the young age of 2 by a crazed member of The Dark Brotherhood. He brought her to The Brotherhood where they raised her up in their beliefs. Upon her 18th birthday, she began the initiation. After months of servant quality errands They finnaly gave her a true task to prove herself. she was issued a kill contract. Two people were to be murdered, a High elf couple. As a statement to the small community in which they lived, Aniyae was to make it gory. She made quick work of the male but took her time with the female. When all was finished she headed back to the Brotherhood quite pleased with her work. When she arrived she was bound and told just who she killed...her family. HER family, that was who they had her kill. The longing of someday finding them shattered. Her blood boiled with rage. How could they? She had always planned to eventually find out who she really was. But now she had nothing left, except a burning rage for justice. How could she be a part of this? Her life was stolen from her when she was stolen from her family. She wanted nothing more than to be free. To start over. The head of the Consilii Princeps approached her and asked her to repeat the sacred oath, to forever bind her to the Brotherhood. Feeling Alone and rebellious She spat in his face, Never would she join them...not now. As punishment she was tortured that night, cut over and over. Marring her beauty. They left her tied to a post that night, alone in an unfamiliar forest. She awoke to a small Wood-elf girl cutting her down from the post. They talked for awhile and Aniyae found out the wood elf's name was Cotlyn. Cotlyn gave Aniyae some food and water, and cleaned up her wounds. Just as Cotlyn began to help Aniyae stand up, they heard the Brotherhood chants marking their appraoch. The Dark Brotherhood were coming back! Aniyae told Cotlyn to run, and leave her. As Cotlyn ran, Aniyae turned to face her fate. She knew they would kill her. She gathered all her might to stand. A hooded figure entered the clearing first, reading the decree that would condemn her. He chuckled as he gave to order for the others to curse her. This spell would burn her from the soul, out. They last thing she saw was a black ink-like cloud oozing out of the ground around her. [A year later] Aniyae awoke to a sharp pain in her head and a loud growl in her stomach. She shuffled around and she realized that she was in a box....AND BURIED! She could here something digging her out, but could not tell what it was. Soon she could she sunlight peaking thru the rotting parts of this box. She heard a dog panting, this must be whats digging her up. She started kicking at the sides of the box, and after a long tiresome time she was able to break thru. She wiggled herself out of her tomb, to find herself in an overgrown clearing in a strange forest. Where was she? WHO was she....An...Aniy...ANIYAE! That was her name! Aniyae tried to remember anything else. Anything at all that would help her rediscover who she was. Something else very fuzzy started wirring in her head. C..o..tl..yn, yes! Cotlyn that name meant answers! That name meant friend she was sure! But nothing else came to her. She was Aniyae, looking for Cotlyn in this foreign land. She looked herself over; long untamed Brown hair, with vines tangled in it. Tattered clothing and Scars! She was covered in scars! WHO was she? What had happened? She took a deep, steadying breath, and turned towards the sunrise. She was about to embark on a huge adventure, she smiled as she felt the breeZe lick her cheeks. And she walked towards her new life. What are your characters ambitions?: Finding her friend, learning about her past, beginning a new life. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: attached. Is there anything else you would like to say about your character? Despite her past. She is good-Kind and loving. Open-Response-Questions Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short. Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? After observing him for some time as to ascertain he is not scamming people, I begin to browse his wares. I have only 8 minas but I find myself pitying him. He's is a hard sight to take in. Short,dirty white hair. Rags. Malnourished. I find a pair of earrings priced at 6 minas. I hand him my coin with a smile. I can see the thankfulness flash in his eyes as he says "Taing’da". I smile in response and take my leave. My stomach growls in protest to my splurge. But I know how it feels to have nothing. And surely I can snare a few rats in the slums alleys, Or trap some small game in the fields to the west of the city. You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I sense the Orcs anger and worry for the dwarf. I sneak over to the monk and attempt to wake him. He does not stir. I walk over to the two and ask "What is going on here?". The Orc turns to me. I can see him sizing me up. He chuckles and grunts "Go or I snap you!" I look over to the dwarf who shoots me a silent plea for help. I step between the two in an attempt to break it up and say to the Orc " Surely there is an opponent better matched to your strength? Why does thy waste thous time on a petty dwarf?" He considers my flattery but then seems to understand my intent. And he swings his massive arm, throwing me across the sanctuary. I recover quickly and pull out my bow. Silently I uncork a vial and dip the tip of an arrow in a potent sleeping poison. I take my aim, and release. The orc yowls with rage. He snaps the arrow, leaving the tip imbedded in his neck and laughs. "You think measly arrow stop me?" He says. I glance quickly to the dwarf and motion for him to flee while the orc is distracted. And without hesitaion he turns and runs. The orc begins to trudge towards me, and in response i dip another arrow tip and draw my bow. Quickly I release and catch him in the chest. He does not flinch and says " dgyou dzie nowe(Slurring)" I peg him in the arm with one more poisoned arrow as he drunkenly begins to charge at me. Knowing that the sleeping poison has begun its effect, I flee. I hear him screaming behind me, but do not stop; I am far faster than this drugged orc. And know I can make it beyond his line of sight. I turn a corner and continue towards Solace. Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I stifle a chuckle and quickly help him to his feet. I walk him over to a tree so he can stand up on his own. I pick a few huge leaves off the tree and cut a small vine down as well, and begin to weave and sew him a new coinpouch. I walk over to where he fell and pick up his minas, putting them in my newly made leaf pouch. I return to the elderly man and hand him his coin. He smiles and thanks me. He then sits down in the shade and invites me to join him and we talk. I find out his name is Unryn and he is a Wood elf. He is on his way to Normandor to visit his Kin. I share my lunch with him as we bond. After a long friendly chat, I walk over to a near oak tree and break a sturdy smaller branch for him to use as a make-shift walking stick. He accepts it and shakily stands and resumes his journey. I smile at my new-found friend and accompany him. Making a mental note to purchase him a new walking stick when we get to Normandor.