Minecraft Account Name: Underdatable
How old are you?: 13
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: CET/Hungary
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, still not perfect, but yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A close friend who had recently signed up told me about it.
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/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Taking on the role of a character and acting it out with another individual, taking on the role of another character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using info that you aqquired out of character in the roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Making your character in the roleplay do something that effects the other person's character in a way that he/she is unable to do anyhting to prevent it. Power-emoting could also mean controling the other person's character in the roleplay.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Orion Armadour
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:
Orion grew up on the outskirts of Ager in a poor family. His bond with his parents, who spent their days out on the fields, farming for a living. His parents didn't let him help out on the farm, being that he was a good-for-nothing brat. Due to this, he felt lonely throughout most of his childhood, having only a dog as a companion. He and the dog someitmes went on adventures, exploring their surroundings. There wasn't much to explore, but Orion had no trouble using his imagination to escape to another world, pretending he was someone else.
When he was 10 years old, his dog passed away, leaving him alone and helpless in the cruel world. The dog was his only friend, and losing it meant losing a big piece of his heart.
As the years passed, Orion's parents started getting more and more agressive towards him, yelling at him, maybe even hitting him. Once he turned 15 he decided he had enough of it, packed his things and left. His parents soon regretted being so harsh with him, but knew he wasn't going to come home. Orion on the other hand, couldn't be more happier with his decision to leave. He was finally able to go farther than his family's farm, and he was able to see so much more then he could ever even imagine of seeing.
He lived on the streets for about a year or so, working in small cafe's to earn a living. He didn't mind, he thought that as long as he was happy, it didn't matter where he lived.
Orion is currently 16 years old. He has short, dark red, messy hair and a pair of sparkling green eyes. His skin is very pale, due to not going out into the sunlight much. He is a bit short for his age, exactly 5 feet tall.
He is a very stubborn boy who doesn't trust anyone. He's usually very quiet, and very grumpy if spoken to. Since he grew up without any friends who were his age, he doesn't know how to make friends, or how to be nice to them. He doesn't like starting conversations unless it's an emergency. He gets flustered easily, causing him to blush a lot. He's very clumsy and will trip over his own feet, causing it hard for him to maintain a job. He drops things, walks into walls and spaces out a lot.
He has a passion for books, mostly science fiction. He doesn't realize, but he hates being alone. He's gotten used to it over the years, but deep down inside, it's eating at him, crushing his soul with every second he spends alone. Since he was never really interrupted with whatever he was doing when he was a child, his imagination can sometimes run wild, brightening his day. Tho he's capable of shutting a lot of things out, he can still hear loud noises, which tend to make him very frustrated. He will most likely snap at anyone who tries to interrupt him during a good book, or just doing something important.
What are your characters ambitions?: To explore the whole world and find a real nice place to settle down, collect books and maybe own a library.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imgur.com/hEwJtIs 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?
As I walk down the street, staring at the ground bellow my feet, not really caring about anything, I hear a voice break through my throughts, snapping me back to reality. As I look up, I notice a short man, calling out to all those around me, trying to sell something. I cock my head to the side in confusion, not able to hear him very well. As I walk over, I can slowly make out his words over the noise of the crowd passing me by, deciding that I'm in no need of what he's trying to sell. I turn away from him, hanging my head as I head down the busy road, kicking up some dirt in boredom.
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?
For some odd reason, I'm out on the streets of Oren, walking around. Suddenly, I spot an Orc threatening a helpless dwarf. The situation seems a little too dangerous to but into, so I turn my back right when the Orc lifts his fist, striking down with mighty force. I flinch at the sound of a bone cracking. I know the dwarf needs help, but instead of going figuring something out that could help the poor soul, I hurry away in fear of the Orc noticing me.
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?:
"A-are you alright?" I stutter, hurrying over to the old man, helping him up. "Yes... just fine." He nods in reply, bending down to collect his coins. "Need any help..?" I ask in a low voice, not really wanting to help him at all. "Thank you but no," he mutters angrily, standing back up then heading away from me. I watch him go, wondering what his problem was.
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Minecraft Account Name: Underdatable How old are you?: 13 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: CET/Hungary Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, still not perfect, but yes. Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A close friend who had recently signed up told me about it. 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/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Taking on the role of a character and acting it out with another individual, taking on the role of another character. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using info that you aqquired out of character in the roleplay. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Making your character in the roleplay do something that effects the other person's character in a way that he/she is unable to do anyhting to prevent it. Power-emoting could also mean controling the other person's character in the roleplay.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Orion Armadour 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: Orion grew up on the outskirts of Ager in a poor family. His bond with his parents, who spent their days out on the fields, farming for a living. His parents didn't let him help out on the farm, being that he was a good-for-nothing brat. Due to this, he felt lonely throughout most of his childhood, having only a dog as a companion. He and the dog someitmes went on adventures, exploring their surroundings. There wasn't much to explore, but Orion had no trouble using his imagination to escape to another world, pretending he was someone else. When he was 10 years old, his dog passed away, leaving him alone and helpless in the cruel world. The dog was his only friend, and losing it meant losing a big piece of his heart. As the years passed, Orion's parents started getting more and more agressive towards him, yelling at him, maybe even hitting him. Once he turned 15 he decided he had enough of it, packed his things and left. His parents soon regretted being so harsh with him, but knew he wasn't going to come home. Orion on the other hand, couldn't be more happier with his decision to leave. He was finally able to go farther than his family's farm, and he was able to see so much more then he could ever even imagine of seeing. He lived on the streets for about a year or so, working in small cafe's to earn a living. He didn't mind, he thought that as long as he was happy, it didn't matter where he lived. Orion is currently 16 years old. He has short, dark red, messy hair and a pair of sparkling green eyes. His skin is very pale, due to not going out into the sunlight much. He is a bit short for his age, exactly 5 feet tall. He is a very stubborn boy who doesn't trust anyone. He's usually very quiet, and very grumpy if spoken to. Since he grew up without any friends who were his age, he doesn't know how to make friends, or how to be nice to them. He doesn't like starting conversations unless it's an emergency. He gets flustered easily, causing him to blush a lot. He's very clumsy and will trip over his own feet, causing it hard for him to maintain a job. He drops things, walks into walls and spaces out a lot. He has a passion for books, mostly science fiction. He doesn't realize, but he hates being alone. He's gotten used to it over the years, but deep down inside, it's eating at him, crushing his soul with every second he spends alone. Since he was never really interrupted with whatever he was doing when he was a child, his imagination can sometimes run wild, brightening his day. Tho he's capable of shutting a lot of things out, he can still hear loud noises, which tend to make him very frustrated. He will most likely snap at anyone who tries to interrupt him during a good book, or just doing something important. What are your characters ambitions?: To explore the whole world and find a real nice place to settle down, collect books and maybe own a library. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://imgur.com/hEwJt 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? As I walk down the street, staring at the ground bellow my feet, not really caring about anything, I hear a voice break through my throughts, snapping me back to reality. As I look up, I notice a short man, calling out to all those around me, trying to sell something. I cock my head to the side in confusion, not able to hear him very well. As I walk over, I can slowly make out his words over the noise of the crowd passing me by, deciding that I'm in no need of what he's trying to sell. I turn away from him, hanging my head as I head down the busy road, kicking up some dirt in boredom. 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? For some odd reason, I'm out on the streets of Oren, walking around. Suddenly, I spot an Orc threatening a helpless dwarf. The situation seems a little too dangerous to but into, so I turn my back right when the Orc lifts his fist, striking down with mighty force. I flinch at the sound of a bone cracking. I know the dwarf needs help, but instead of going figuring something out that could help the poor soul, I hurry away in fear of the Orc noticing me. 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?: "A-are you alright?" I stutter, hurrying over to the old man, helping him up. "Yes... just fine." He nods in reply, bending down to collect his coins. "Need any help..?" I ask in a low voice, not really wanting to help him at all. "Thank you but no," he mutters angrily, standing back up then heading away from me. I watch him go, wondering what his problem was.