uberninja111

Out-Of-Character Details Minecraft Account Name:uberninja111 How old are you?:13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence:USA, Eastern Standered Time Zone Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes I do Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:I have had a lot Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:I do How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:I have been wanting to join for a long time Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/73906-james-marters-application/....http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/73816-james-marters-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/! :I have Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is acting as a character, knowing only what they know and progressing through their lives. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Metagaming is the use of information your character would not know, and that you have learned OOC, while roleplaying. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:It is the act of forcing a action upon someone Example: *Joe grabbed Nick by the head, stabbing him with his knife*. In-Character Details Character Name:Konrad Dragonheart Character Race:Dwarf 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:Growing up had been hard, Konrad was allways a strange dwarf, he spent his days reading, and sitting in the sun. His parents were very ashamed, his father being a proud miner, Konrad was forced to learn the art of mining, yet he was only taught little. He would watch his father come home, each day less and less he mined. Soon it fell on young Konrad to support his family. He soon was busy in the mines, bringing in only what the family needed. He longed to return to his books, but his family would not have it. He had decided to run away, at the age of twenty he left home, taking with him his books and such. As he explored the vast land he met few friends, as dwarves were thought to be best if kept inside their caves. He knew it was wrong to leave, so after two years he returned, to find that his parents had left, heartbroken at his leaving. He vowed to find them, to right all the wrongs, and that is when he found his way to the cload temple. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/nori-1844960/ What are your characters ambitions?:To become a well-known scientist, showing the world dwarves are good for more than just mining. Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: 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?*Whilst walking through Arethor, his nose buried in a new book, Konrad sees a fellow dwarf sitting outside his shop. He hails him and they begin to talk, the other dwarf tells Konrad of a large mining operation, and is agast when he does not care.* "Are ye a dwarf"? The shopkeepers asks, "Or are ye one of them pointy eared tree dwellers"? *He points to the book in Konrad's hand* "I know of no dwarf that would rather read then mine" *The dwarf says, walking into his shop and shutting the door* You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?*Whilst walking down the Oren road, looking for someone, Konrad notices a large orc standing above a small dwarf. He quickly looks around for help, yet none is to be found, so he simply walks into the clearing and yells* "My my, is that a orc or a dead rat? Ive seen a elf built bigger than him" *The orc turns, his rage now towards Konrad, as he charges Konrad quickly runs down a road and ducks behind a corner* 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?:*Whilst walking down a road humming a summer tune, Konrad spots a frail old dwarf. As he studies him the old mans walking stick breaks and he falls to the ground. Picking the old man up Konrad gives him his staff, and quickly picks up all the coins.* "Thank ye" *The old man says, then he hobbles off down the road.*

Out-Of-Character Details Minecraft Account Name:uberninja111 How old are you?:13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence:U.S.A Eastern Standered Time Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes I doHave you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes I have played on a few servers, this will be the largest by far. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes I have read, and agree to the rules. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:I have heard of you from a lot of people. I have made two other applications for the server. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/71081-aedens-application-uberninja111/page__p__570906#entry570906, http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/73816-james-marters-application/page__p__604727#entry604727 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 have Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Role-playing refers to the changing of one's behaviour to assume a role, either unconsciously to fill a social role, or consciously to act out an adopted role. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:It is the use of out-of-game information or resources to affect one's in-game decisions. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Powergaming is an act of forcing the result of one's actions on another character, typically without the other player's consent and not giving the other character a chance to do anything about the emote. In-Character Details Character Name:James Marter Character Race:Human 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:My life is a very simple one, my family is not made of kings. I am not a very rich man, but I live. I was born in a small village out in the middle of no where. My parents were both great blacksmiths, they could forge anything, that turned out to be their demise. One day, a man came to our village, he brought gold and jewels. He walked up to my parents and asked them if they were the legendary Marters, the best blacksmiths in all the land. My parents eyes went wide, they never knew how far knowledge of them had spread. The man, after pulling out a scroll, began to read. "I have a message from the royal family" he read aloud "You are to make a golden bejeweled statue of the late princess". My parents stared at the man, their eyes rivoted on the pile of gold."How may we do this" they asked "we have never seen the princess, we cannot possibly make a statue of her". The man then spoke "If you refuse I am required to take your first born, he will be kept until you agree to make the statue". I sat there, frozen to the spot. This man, take me from my parents? I couldn't let that happen!I ran quickly to our home and grabbed my bag. I packed in a small dagger, food for three weeks, and a necklace given to me by my mother. I ran of towards the quarry, towards my childhood hiding place. I ducked down into the small tunnel that was home to my tressures. I sat there for what seemed like hours, waiting for the man to leave. After ten hours in the tunnel I snuck out. I crawled up the ledge and looked over it. What I saw was not my village, it was a fiery inferno. The man, after not finding me, refused to let my parents win. He burned down the village and his men slaughtered everyone. I lept up and crept into the village, my face streamed with tears. I found my parents on the footsteps of their blacksmith. Their eyes were gouged out, there hearts torn from their chests. I found a note by the bodies, it said that I was to report to the castle, the royal family wanted to meet me. I threw the note into the flames, it was like the man was taunting me. I doused the flames and buried my parents, setting off soon after should the mysterious man return. It has been two years since the accident, I am now eighteen years of age. I live in the holy Oren Empire. I have not yet settled down to a home or a family, but instead choose to live my days on the sea. My vessle, The Journey, was robbed and burnt down a moon ago. I am now stuck on land, no ship, no hope for escape. My brown hair is cut short, my clothing that of a soldier or a pirate. My mind is elsewhere, off in mysterious unexplored lands. This is my life, calm and peaceful, like the rolling waves. I fear it may turn into churning typhoons soon, for the mysterious man has just entered the lands. What are your characters ambitions?:To learn all he can about the world and find the man that murdered his family. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: 2012-10-29_18.12.36.png (68.22K) Number of downloads: 0 Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He loves to sail vast oceans and seas. 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?As I enter the mighty city of Arethor, I come upon a poor dwarf calling out from a shop door. "Clothes for sale" he yells "Clothes for sale" I stop and look down at the petty rags I have worn since the fire."What sort of clothes you carry my dear man" I ask of the dwarf. "I carry many styles, come inside and take your pick stranger" calls the dwarf. I enter his shop and find it filled with clothes not much better off then mine. "I know they are not much but it is all I have" says the dwarf. I catch a glint from a corner of the room, I walk towards it. My eyes scan the clothes on the table, coming to rest on a red uniform. "I will buy these from you my kind sir" I say to him. "Twenty gold please" he says, I hand him the gold and he smiles "thank you kindly sir, now I have enough money to pay off that loan" he shakes my hand and I set off, my new clothes in hand. You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I walk down the Oren road late at night I spot a dwarf and an orc. The orc is standing over the young dwarf, brandishing a knife. I step up and yank the orc away from the man. He lunges at me with his knife and I dodge it. "Run" I yell to the dwarf and he scurries away, I then turn back to the orc ready to fight. I stare as the orc runs away too, confused I run after him.I catch up to him and grab his shoulder. "Don't take me to prison please" he pleads of me. "I am no soldier, and all I wish to know is why you were tormenting that young dwarf" I say to him. "That dwarf killed my brother" the orc said "I was about to get my revenge". Startled by the situation, and remembering my own wrath at the mysterious man, I tell the orc the direction the dwarf had ran off. "Thank you" he said, then he sprinted off in that direction. 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?:What does your character do?: While walking down the road to Malinor I saw a old man. His walking stick frail and weak, his eyes sagged and his wrinkles drooped. As I am about to ask the man if he needs help his walking stick breaks, falling to the ground his bag of coins spills out, their clang resounding in the night. I quickly run to the man, help him to his feet and gather up his coins. I hand them back to him and he stares at me. "Thank you" he says, then he then pulls out a dagger and puts it to my throat. "Give me all of you food" he commands me. I hand him my bag. He pulls the knife from my throat then scurries off. He makes no sound as my knife peirces the back of his head. I grab my bag and leave the dead man behind. I hope this is the right format, if not please tell me what I am missing. Also the upload system will not allow me to upload my skin again, please do not fail me on this as it is not my fault. If you would please just goto my previous application for this charactor, sorry for the mess up.

Out-Of-Character Details Minecraft Account Name: How old are you?: Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes I do. Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:I have played on a few servers but this will be the largest I have played on. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes I agree to all the rules. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:I have known about you for a while, this will be my secound application. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/71081-aedens-application-uberninja111/page__p__570906#entry570906 Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? 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 have posted this on the forums. Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Role-playing refers to the changing of one's behaviour to assume a role, either unconsciously to fill a social role, or consciously to act out an adopted role. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:It is the use of out-of-game information or resources to affect one's in-game decisions. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Powergaming is an act of forcing the result of one's actions on another character, typically without the other player's consent and not giving the other character a chance to do anything about the emote. In-Character Details Character Name:James Marter Character Race:Human 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: My life is a very simple one, my family is not made of kings. I am not a very rich man, but I live. I was born in a small village out in the middle of no where. My parents were both great blacksmiths, they could forge anything, that turned out to be their demise. One day, a man came to our village, he brought gold and jewels. He walked up to my parents and asked them if they were the legendary Marters, the best blacksmiths in all the land. My parents eyes went wide, they never knew how far knowledge of them had spread. The man, after pulling out a scroll, began to read. "I have a message from the royal family" he read aloud "You are to make a golden bejeweled statue of the late princess". My parents stared at the man, their eyes rivoted on the pile of gold."How may we do this" they asked "we have never seen the princess, we cannot possibly make a statue of her". The man then spoke "If you refuse I am required to take your first born, he will be kept until you agree to make the statue". I sat there, frozen to the spot. This man, take me from my parents? I couldn't let that happen!I ran quickly to our home and grabbed my bag. I packed in a small dagger, food for three weeks, and a necklace given to me by my mother. I ran of towards the quarry, towards my childhood hiding place. I ducked down into the small tunnel that was home to my tressures. I sat there for what seemed like hours, waiting for the man to leave. After ten hours in the tunnel I snuck out. I crawled up the ledge and looked over it. What I saw was not my village, it was a fiery inferno. The man, after not finding me, refused to let my parents win. He burned down the village and his men slaughtered everyone. I lept up and crept into the village, my face streamed with tears. I found my parents on the footsteps of their blacksmith. Their eyes were gouged out, there hearts torn from their chests. I found a note by the bodies, it said that I was to report to the castle, the royal family wanted to meet me. I threw the note into the flames, it was like the man was taunting me. I doused the flames and buried my parents, setting off soon after should the mysterious man return. It has been two years since the accident, I am now eighteen years of age. I live in the holy Oren Empire. I have not yet settled down to a home or a family, but instead choose to live my days on the sea. My vessle, The Journey, was robbed and burnt down a moon ago. I am now stuck on land, no ship, no hope for escape. My brown hair is cut short, my clothing that of a soldier or a pirate. My mind is elsewhere, off in mysterious unexplored lands. This is my life, calm and peaceful, like the rolling waves. I fear it may turn into churning typhoons soon, for the mysterious man has just entered the lands. What are your characters ambitions?:To learn all he can about the world and find the man that murdered his family. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He loves to sail vast oceans and seas. 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? As I enter the mighty city of Arethor, I come upon a poor dwarf calling out from a shop door. "Clothes for sale" he yells "Clothes for sale" I stop and look down at the petty rags I have worn since the fire."What sort of clothes you carry my dear man" I ask of the dwarf. "I carry many styles, come inside and take your pick stranger" calls the dwarf. I enter his shop and find it filled with clothes not much better off then mine. "I know they are not much but it is all I have" says the dwarf. I catch a glint from a corner of the room, I walk towards it. My eyes scan the clothes on the table, coming to rest on a red uniform. "I will buy these from you my kind sir" I say to him. "Twenty gold please" he says, I hand him the gold and he smiles "thank you kindly sir, now I have enough money to pay off that loan" he shakes my hand and I set off, my new clothes in hand. You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? As I walk down the Oren road late at night I spot a dwarf and an orc. The orc is standing over the young dwarf, brandishing a knife. I step up and yank the orc away from the man. He lunges at me with his knife and I dodge it. "Run" I yell to the dwarf and he scurries away, I then turn back to the orc ready to fight. I stare as the orc runs away too, confused I run after him.I catch up to him and grab his shoulder. "Don't take me to prison please" he pleads of me. "I am no soldier, and all I wish to know is why you were tormenting that young dwarf" I say to him. "That dwarf killed my brother" the orc said "I was about to get my revenge". Startled by the situation, and remembering my own wrath at the mysterious man, I tell the orc the direction the dwarf had ran off. "Thank you" he said, then he sprinted off in that direction. 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 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?: While walking down the road to Malinor I saw a old man. His walking stick frail and weak, his eyes sagged and his wrinkles drooped. As I am about to ask the man if he needs help his walking stick breaks, falling to the ground his bag of coins spills out, their clang resounding in the night. I quickly run to the man, help him to his feet and gather up his coins. I hand them back to him and he stares at me. "Thank you" he says, then he then pulls out a dagger and puts it to my throat. "Give me all of you food" he commands me. I hand him my bag. He pulls the knife from my throat then scurries off. He makes no sound as my knife peirces the back of his head. I grab my bag and leave the dead man behind.

Out-Of-Character Details wielding Minecraft Account Name:uberninja111 How old are you?:13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence:eastern standered zone. Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:yesHave you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:yes I have played on a few servers. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: From the old Impact server forums. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: 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/!: Yes I have Definitions In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is when you act as a charactor and use his knowledge not your own. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Metagaming is the usage of out of charactor information or knowledge while roleplaying. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power Emoting is when you use a emote (such as /me) to do a action, leaving the other player with no option to resist. In-Character Details Character Name: Aeden Wolfheart Character Race: Wood 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:My story starts out like any other yet it twists and turns like the leaves of a tree. My name is Aeden Alhada. I grew up like any boy, yet my life is like no other. When I was born my parents say there was a peace in the forest. They thought that it was a sign that I would be peaceful, they were wrong. As I grew up I just wanted to get away from my home, I wanted to explore the vast world. Sadly I would get my wish. While I was outside our home I found a wolf, I fed it and took it home. After bathing it and giving it a name I was told to go to bed, while I slept the wolf turned. It ran downstairs to get some food, where my mother stepped on its tail. The wolf snarled at her then ripped the skin on her face and neck. My father ran in the room with a knife in his hands and I watched with fearful eyes as they fought. I watched as my father was bitten in the arm, and then wolf stabbed in the chest, then my father dropping the knife and staring at the place where his hand used to be. The wolf stared at the hole in its heart. Both the wolf and my father collapsed into the pile of blood. I sat at my father’s side his head in my lap and stared into his clouded eyes. I dragged the body of my mother next to my father. I dug two days till the tomb was finished. I said my final goodbyes and pulled the rope to release the stone, as it covered the tomb I cried my last tear. I grabbed my pack my bow and my father’s knife and left my home, the wolf’s cooked flesh in my bag. I am now far away from my old home, from the stone tomb covered with flowers. My heart behind buried in my parents tomb.What are your characters ambitions?:To explore the world, and find comfort for his grieving heart. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: 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 role-play. 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? As I enter the great city of Arethor I see a small shop on the corner. I walk over to ask the man what there is to see n the city. As I walk up I see that the shop owner is a small dwarf, his eyes are bagged from days without sleep and he looks of poverty. "Hello kind sir how are you today" I ask as I walk up to his counter. Startled the man jumps up, seeing that I mean no harm he sits back down "I'm sorry if I startled you lad, I am just not used to a friendly face in this city". I stare at his face and can imagine his hardships "Why are you being tormented, who would torment a poor dwarf". He stares at me and his eyes light up as he speaks "You are a kind soul my friend, where have you come from?” “My story is a long one" I say "But if you have the time I will tell you all". So I did, as he sat in his chair I told my story from beginning to the present day. After I was done he stared into my eyes then stood, "My boy" he says to me "Today you have told me a story that would put my petty struggles to shame, but I have nothing to give you so why befriend me?” I gave him a smile and said "I have helped you because I could see in your eyes you need it" and with that I removed one of my pouches of coins and gave them to the man. He looked me in the eyes and a tear rolled down his cheek "my friend" he says "take for you this sword, it is elfish like yourself, but was once wielded by my father". I stare at the sword, it was covered in stones of a greenish color. I thank the man but tell him I must move on. He says three words before I go "Goodbye my friend". "Good luck to you I call back to him" You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? As I walk down the Oren Road I see an orc and a dwarf. The orc is standing over the dwarf and wielding a knife. I sneak into the shadows and draw my bow from my shoulder. As I step out the shadows I call to the orc “why torment a poor dwarf that has no weapon to his name?” “who are you to question me elf?” He yelled to me. As he was speaking to me the dwarf ran out of his reach. “You fool” he called to me “that dwarf has stolen my food and coins; and he has killed my son while we slept”. I looked into the orc’s eyes and saw behind the anger a deep sorrow. I turned and shot my arrow into the back of the retreating dwarf.”Thank you elf, you are forever welcome in my home” the orc says after the dwarf is dead “I will now leave to bury my son” “I have a gift for your sons grave” I tell the orc “a jungle seed to grow a weeping bush. “Thank you” the orc says as I walk down the road once again. 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 defenseless man. What does your character do? As I walk down the road to Malinor I see a old man stumbling along in front of me. His face old and wrinkled with age, his walking stick frail and splintered. As I am about to ask him if he needs any help his walking stick breaks. I watch as he falls slowly to the ground, as he falls to the ground a bag of minas drop from his pocket. I run quickly over to the man helping him to a nearby rock, I grab the coins off the ground and give them to him.”Are you okay sir?” I ask the old man, apparently deaf he provides no answer so I check his body for wounds, finding none I go off and find a good sturdy stick and carve him a walking stick. I hand it to him and he walks off into the sunset.