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I was just wondering. How does a minecraft character feel morning sickness and nausea?

Oh I am accepted. Umm I'm in school now and I did not join in-game yet. When I have I will apply for Assistant Librarian.

I am very interested in joining this group. However, my application is not accepted yet :(. I will apply as soon as my application is accepted.

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?

Dyn? And I hope to be also a pure high elf. 

Hey I made an application and I'm a high elf.

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/80476-application/

And I said my parents are scholars, but I was wondering if I joined in-game could I really get parents who are scholars? Or is this all made up..

Minecraft Account Name: PianoEby

How old are you? 12

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Hong Kong GMT +8

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language? Yes even though I'm chinese, I study in an ESF International School and I have the top english grades in my class. I'm an Academic Scholarship Student.

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying? Well, a little bit. But frankly speaking, RP is my favorite kind of gaming.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft? My friends.

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...0#entry20500782

I will be when I'm finished typing the application.
 

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Simply put yourself into a character. A bit like drama. You have the background informations, you got the personal details and stuff, and you act and do as the character is. But since here you get to choose your own character, it can be more 'yourself'. 

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: 'Scientia potentia est' Sorry. I love latin quotes. Knowledge is Power. Here what I think meta-gaming is, is simply know extra knowlege which you are using to put yourself in an advantages position. In simpler words, using extra knowledge to cheat.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-emoting is simply using words that make the other person can't have a choice. 

In-Character Details

Character Name: Arahael

Character Race: High Elf

Character biography - Arahael the High Elf is the classic scholar. Perches on top of her nose is a pair of round, black-rimmed glasses. In her hands are always a pile of books. As a High Elf she is tall, she strides in a graceful, confident manner.  She is young just at her twenties, just finished her studies at Haelun'or College. Even though, she often just sits under the shades to read her books or to study, she is slim and nimble. Her favorite weapon is the long bow. Far from the prey's vision, she calculates, until on the precise moment she releases her bow and hits her target, just on the windpipe. Everybody thinks her as a diligent, hardworking, carefree lady, however deep down Arahael longs for adventure. Hoping one day, she can be a ranger.

Arahael prefers fruit and vegetables. You often see her nibbling on a nice red apple.

Arahael was brought up as an only child. Her parents are also academic people and they earn enough to keep their house and to give their daughter quite a rich life. Her parents wants her to join the Society of Scholars. They have given everything to push her daughter to the highest point during her education. Other than joining the Society of Scholars, her parents want Arahael to be either a scribe, writer, historian or a librarian.

Arahael and her family were born in the Elder Tree City of Normandor. However to make Arahael's studies more convenient they moved to Haelun'or. Her parents had their honeymoon at ArmaLuna. Arahael's traveling dreams is to one day have a nice holiday there.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://imgur.com/Sj36I6A

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Nothing.

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 felt very curious, I stood in front of the poor dwarf and studied his bearded face. Frankly, I found him very cute, I giggled. However scared that the dwarf will think that I was mocking him, I stood straight and told him suggest the best piece he think that will be suitable for me. The dwarf after rifling his hair, he produced a diamond. I pitied the poor cute dwarf and I gave him more money than what the diamond was worth and tossed him an apple. I smiled at the dwarf, and attached the diamond to my necklace.

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 immediately took a few steps backwards, back towards the shades. Seeing the dwarf continuously crying for help. From my back, I slowly unslung my bow. As I silently notched an arrow, I looked towards the sky. The moon was bright and full. I thought, if he just looked full on the moon, he would be momentally blinded. I took my apple from the my backpack. With a swift graceful motion, I threw the apple just between the large orc and the moon, as he looked up my arrow was already in mid-air. As he stretched his neck towards the sky, the arrow pierced his throat. He fell on his knees and out from his mouth escaped his last sigh. I rushed towards the dwarf to help him up. The dwarf bowed deeply to me, in my heart, I was glad he was safe, but I could not avoid the blooming self-respect in my heart.

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 knelt in-front of him, and gently took the old man's arms and pulled him up. 'Are you okay?' I say. Huskily he replies, 'Yes, I'm alright.' As he stands up, I go and collect the coins and the bits of the broken staff. I hand it to him. Then I say 'Wait here, sir, I'll go get you a new staff. With my new golden dagger from the dwarf, I went to a tree and cut down a branch. Then shaving the sharp bits off, I fashioned a handle. I passed the old man my newly made staff. I say 'Dear Sir, This will do for the next few days. I am sorry I cannot provide you a better quality staff. Here let me give you a few coins so that you can buy a new better one when you reach your destination.' I go to my pouch around my belt to take so coins out. Even though I know he is rich enough to buy a new one, sharing is caring. And I felt nice for doing good. I continue to stride along the road to Malinor while glancing at my open book.