Minecraft Account Name: Hypersniper1
How old are you?: 14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: United kingdom/England
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes I love playing world of warcraft and I love playing gmod rpg servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes of course.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Many of my friends were talking about how good it is and that I should play.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/74737-hypersniper1-server-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/! : yes
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is changeing the way you act to fit a role in a game. So if I was a dwarf in world of warcraft and I was playing roleplay with my guild I would act as if I was my character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta gaming is when you use information your character shouldn't know to make decisions. Like if you saw on a youtube clip a guy goes into a maze, and in the game you copy his exact path; that would be meta gaming. One should act as if they are their character and there is no way their character could have known the correct way instantly.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: forcing actions on other players like saying "hypersniper1 steals 5 diamonds from oloblob" etc It should be "hypersniper1 tries to steal diamonds from oloblob"
In-Character Details
Character Name:Haythem Rutherford
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: Haythem was a young boy when his father died. Charles Rutherford was a champion pig rider and he often rode for Royalty. Haythem's brother Edwin was abandoned by his parents as he was too small and no healer thought he would survive childhood. Haythem's father died in a tragic accident caused when jumping over a hurdle he lost control of his pig and it ran of a cliff. Haythem's Mother Susan Rutherford raised him alone. Though money was short she managed to pay for food and shelter by stealing from the local Nobleman. This ended abruptly however when his mother fell ill. Haythem was now the only person in the household who could work as his sister was leaving to marry a huntsman.
Haythem being 15 at this point got a job as a butcher. He liked this job and he stayed at it for many years. But one day Haythem, who was now 25, was framed of his mother's murder. His short black hair and muscular arms were covered in blood from the butcher. He had no choice but to flea to the woods. No one ventured to the woods as they seemed too dangerous for the townsfolk. But Haythem was determined to prove his innocence but in a world where the powerful are corrupt, one must achieve their own redemption. In the woods Haythem met with a band of traveling mercenries. These men were strange as they wore long red coats. They had lost a few of their soldiers by a pack of wolves the previous night. They took him in as one because they believe as humans came first, we were the strongest race and the most important race. They trained and trained him in the art of fighting. Haythem was now determined to find the dwarf, a follower and worshiper of Iblees and who had killed his mother over a bet,at whatever the cost.
What are your characters ambitions?: Haythem is determined to find and kill the dwarf who murdered his mother. He is prepared to do this by any means needed. He would also like to see if his abandoned-at-birth brother is still alive and by Horen he would achieve his goals.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/489544/redcoat/ thats a link to the skind I don't know how to post images.
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? I walk up to the dwarf, with a look of amazement due to the size of the city. "Hello dwarf," I say "I am new to this city and I was wondering if you could help me find a person"
"aye if persons ye be lookin' for I be the one to come to. I will help you find this person, for a price of course" He says
"Like I said friend, I have just arrived and have no money, But I will pay you in plenty when I have the chance if you could help me find a dwarf by the name of Edward Vinter." I offer
"Aye, I know the man, vut by the seven skys you be wanting to stay away from those kinds of people, they're dangerous"
"I know, I have past experiences with them"
"Listen mate, I don't mean any offence or nothing, but if its he you be lookin' for I cannit help ya, but I can offer ya some gold and gems for a fair price?"
"thanks for your time, but no thank you" I say, half heartedly, as I wonder into the huge crowds.
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? I see the Orc, he is huge. Veins bulging over muscles, lean legs and a large sword in his right hand. I begin to cross to the otherside of the path. Although from the begining of existance after the great battle with Iblees when they were made evil and battle hungry and our races hated one another, I have no quarrel with this Orc and I have little sympathy towards dwarves. But then the dwarf turns and locks eyes with me, he is so helpless, so innocent, I feel instantly guilty inside. I draw my bow out, put an arrow on the string and pull the string back all the way. I feel the tension of the bow, My hands shake. But I know what Orcs this size can do. If my arrow misses he will charge at me and I will die. I can't risk failing my quest so early on. I don't trust my hands right now. I need more training before I will be able to take on foes this size. I put my hood on and slowly creep into the forest. I will live now and fight another day. I can't help but feel guilty, so I think to myself "it was the dwarves fault for not being careful enough" But I know even if this is true I will never stop thinking about how I should have helped him today.
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 look at the old man. He is so defenceless, so weak. I think about taking the coins. But there are only a few coins and in the great city of Arethor, where I am heading, it would only last me a couple of days. But the old mine looks like he's the sort of person that knows people around the cities. I pick up the coins and make a bag out of some pigskin I hunted for in the forest.
"Sir, here are your coins" I say as I hand over the minas
"Thank you young man, if only there were more people in the world like you" he say. "If there is anything I can do for you please say"
I snap of a branch of a tree about the right size and I give it to him as a walking stick.
"There is one thing you could do, could you help me find a man, well a dwarf at that?" I ask
"To the best of my abilities I will help you young man"
We walk further down the path together. Discussing names, where we came from and so on. But inside I fell like I have done the right thing. Instead of gaining a few coins, I have gained an ally.
