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The Classy Guy

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About The Classy Guy

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  • Birthday 03/30/2000

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    The Cloud Temple
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  1. MC Name: The_Classy_Guy Character's Name: Orison Druid Awaiti Character's Age: 23 Character's Race: Wood Elf What magic(s) will you be learning?: Control of Nature and Nature’s Communion Teacher's MC Name: Leowarrior14 Teacher's RP Name: Artimec Caerme’onn Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it: N/A Do you agree to keep the MT updated on the status of your magic app by using the Magic List Errors topic?:Yes Have you applied for this magic on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app: N/A
  2. Leo has shown time and time again his commitment to this server, and has demonstrated a deep, comprehensive understanding of the server's lore. I believe he would make a valuable member of the lore team. +1
  3. Who closes the bus after the driver gets off?
  4. Wait, is the server still down?

    1. Amordrin


      sadly yes, due to host issues

  5. Any skinners that can help me out?

    1. Jacobcraft04


      What quality level?

    2. The Classy Guy

      The Classy Guy

      Nothing obscenely complicated, medium maybe?

    3. Jacobcraft04


      I could try, what do you need.

  6. What's a Torto?
  7. I'm really digging "Don't Stop me Now" from Queen.
  8. People like to do these for major milestones, so I'll give it a shot. Ask me anything, if it's a neat question, I'll answer!
  9. Theme It all began in a cloud of smoke. It rose in front of Awaiti, like a veil of shadow being cast away. And there behind the veil was his face. That face, oh that wretch’d face! Filled with her kin’s blood, but possessed by a different set of sunlit eyes. It was akin to staring into the face of death for Awaiti, for to her he was just that; a dead man, with a name lost to an age passed long ago. It was the face of her father, the man who left. “You have my eyes.” His words were both ice and fire in her gut, as she trembled with primal fear. He was completely right though, they looked very similar, between their ashen hair, and their amber eyes. Though however similar they were, they were not alike. Awaiti’s eyes were yellow like a sunset cast upon the drowsy world, while her father’s were like a primordial flame, set to consume the forest halls. Her hair was the ash of a hearth fire, the remnant of a happy moment. His was the ash that settled before the burning storm of the mountain. With a shriek of steel, she pulled her blade from its home, and pointed it at him, ready to be rid of him as fast as he arrived. And with that, she swung for him, but just as quickly as she attacked, he simply moved out of the way. He was quicker than smoke, and was just as horrible to behold. She kept swinging again and again, but he kept moving out of the way, taunting her with his presence. Her fight brought them to the top of a nearby hill. Her sword whistled through the air with every miss, singing songs of hate that rang through the air. There, he made his first move. He took hold of her, yanking her arm. They struggled, throwing each other back and forth. But no matter how hard Awaiti fought against him, he fought back harder. With one final tug, he sent Awaiti spiraling down the side of the hill, where her head fell upon a stone. She fought against the blackness, but it consumed her. Harsh sunlight blanketed her vision when her eyes opened. But it all gave way to the forest halls she was used to. The gates to Linandria were in front of her, wide open to accept her. She wandered in, seeing the elves of the dominion going about their daily business. There was Artimec, speaking with a few new citizens. There was Lavi, guarding the gate. And lastly, Nyn was sitting on the edge of the fountain. She called out to her “Haelun!”, but she refused to hear. Awaiti reached out to grab hold of Nyn, but as she held on, her skin crumbled away, becoming sand that drifted away to the wind. All around her, Linandria fell into ruin, crumbling like a sand castle. Artimec, Lavi, Nyn. They all became the desert beneath her feet. She looked in every direction for the home that she’d lost but it was gone. The heat bore down on her with the weight of a star. She breathed in hot, dusty air and fell to her knees. Her eyes widened with despair. She ran as far as she could through the desert, but t’was all in vain. The abyss stretched forever. She shouted to the heavens, cursing the cruelty of this morbid existence. But in those moments, she remembered why she was here. She needed to face her fears, or she would risk falling to whatever darkness the world held. The only question she let herself ask from that moment on, was “What do I fear?” The sky fell, and the ground turned to ash beneath her feet. Only the howling dust of the desert answered her pleas, until she heard a voice. She turned and saw herself, but much, much older. “You fear two things Awaiti. What you will become, and what will become of you.” She glanced around at the ashes surrounding her, understanding now that she was walking through her future. She came from ash, and unto ash she shall return, as will all things. In that moment, she accepted this. She knew what would become of her. “The blood of the innocent stains your father. Murder runs in his veins. You’re afraid it runs through yours.” “I am.” “You are not your father, Awaiti. Blood alone does not determine who we will be. It is what we do with these gifts that make us who we are.” Her hand grasped onto a handle, and she drew the branch she had always carried with her. She ran her fingers over the prayers that she had read since she was a small child. With every word she read, the ash around her fell away, giving rise to trees, and life. In the last moments of the ashen desert, she saw her father, whisked away with the ash. And after that, he became a distant memory, locked away from view. After that, her eyes opened. She had faced her fears, and locked them far away, taming the wild beasts that they once were. She looked up at the forest canopy, blood having stained the side of her head. She had wandered far from the hill before she collapsed. She sat up, standing. Her vision was clearer than ever, and she knew now what she had to do. She started the trek home, weak and weary. She had finished half the battle.
  10. What is your honest opinion of me?
  11. He'd made an excellent addition to the team +1
  12. Hey. does anyone make skins? I'd like to make a request.

    1. sullincollivan


      I'd be happy to! Add me on skype- collinrobot
      I will need an explanation of your character and any notable traits


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  14. Minecraft Name: The_Classy_Guy Skype ID: The Classy Guy Time-zone: Mountain Standard Do you, or have you held, any other staff positions: No, and I have no open applications to other positions. Where do you grab inspiration from: (Games, books, etc.) I follow many different video essay posters, who explain the use of different techniques in both film, and other forms of storytelling.I hope to form a few ideas from these storytelling techniques, and put them to use. I’m also a theater student, and as a theater student, I’ve seen many, many plays and musicals that I like to draw inspiration from occasionally. I also draw inspiration from the Elder Scrolls, World of Warcraft, the Fallout series, the Dark Souls series, D&D, the Forest, and The Walking Dead Game. What are your current list of characters, and are you willing to sacrifice any: I currently only have one character, Awaiti. I don’t think it would be necessary to sacrifice her. What race, or group, do your events best cater to: Wood Elves/Druids What do you believe are they key factors for a successful event: Events shoulder contribute to an overall feeling of the world. It should immerse the players in the world that their characters live in. If an event makes you feel for a character, or makes you curious, or some other feeling, I believe it’s done it’s job. It’s taken you into the world, and made you feel something. There should also be some sort of reward for sticking with the event. That reward could be physical such as wealth, or a fancy new blade, or a long lost helmet. It could be a mental reward, such as a title, assistance in the future, a new friend, a new development in your character. or even just the ability to say “Hey I was there, I did that”. Small events should be frequent, and found in a lot of places. That would contribute to a sense of immersion and a sense that the world is alive. It gives characters chances to develop themselves, and if they happen often, and to many different players, it would make the world seem more populated, and thus bring people into the Isles of Axios. I hope to do many of these as an ET. What strengths would you bring to the team: (Knowledgeable in lore, great organizer, etc.): I’ve learned to work on a team effectively. As part of our most recent production, I worked in tandem with my entire class to design many different aspects of the show, such as the costumes, props, and set of the show. We were able to work efficiently due to the teamwork, and interdepartmental communication skills that our teacher had taught us. The show ended up being a big hit, and brought in a lot of people. I believe this skill would translate very well into being an event team member, as the size of the team (at the time of writing this) is very large. Communication between the lead, managers, actors, and builders is key to having a smooth running team. Why do you want to be part of the team: I’ve wanted to be part of the staff for a long time. As a theater student and a writer, I enjoy entertaining people, and making stories. It’s no secret that LoTC has improved my writing skills, and I believe that entering the event team, will help me develop my story making skills, and help me write better in my day to day life. Create three distinct event scenarios based on the servers lore that you would organize: (Keep in mind that these pitches are to the managers and the lead, not the community.) A Blade on the Road (1-3 Players): [!] As they are travelling down the road, the player(s) discover a smoldering cart. Upon further inspection, the players discover several clues as to what happened to the cart. They find; a few wealthily dressed wood elves, with their throats cut, and their pockets emptied, a torch that had gone out, and a trunk full of belongings that was dragged out of the cart, and searched. The scene would be decrepit, scorch marks littering the forest floor. Another thing they find is a blood trail, leading to a deceased elf, slumped over a small lock box. If searched, the player(s) would find a key that fits the lock box opening. If they don’t search, the box could always be taken to a locksmith. Either way, if the box is open, they would find a small, ornate knife that they could keep. The blade is inscribed: “In all things, Nature Prevails.” The evidence from the attack shows this to be a hate crime towards elves, the wounds on the victims are brutal, and cruel, their ankles and arms targeted first, before they were slaughtered. The Broken Body (1-3 Players) [!] A body has been discovered in Linandria, and seems to have been murdered in a strange way. They would be hanging from a tree, by their foot (Which appears to have been fused to the tree). Their whole body seems to have been turned into a sandy, stony statue. Upon further inspection, the players would be able to determine that they were hollow. After this, the body would fall from the tree, shattering against the forest floor. But left behind would be a small, doughnut shaped stone, about the size of someone's palm. It is cold to the touch, and is found among the shatter remains of the person. Suddenly, it begins to speak. "Where am I? Why can't I see?" It would further question the player characters, and reveals itself to be the dead person, but is quite obviously not a person anymore. They beg to be broken, and shattered, and this gives the players two choices. They can take the stone as a companion, or let them pass onto the next life by shattering them. If shattered, the stone crumbles, leaving behind strange sands, but if taken, the player gets a constant companion. (This is intended as a buildup event to the third event listed.) The Prophet of Sand (Any amount of players):[!] The story begins with an old man, slamming his fists against the gates of Linandria, begging for a druid’s help, or anyone’s help for that matter. The old man, frantically searches until he finds people to help, and leads them to a tree. It would be very clear that something was wrong. An entire side of the tree would be made of sand. The old man urges the players to hurry, and do something. He tells them that they must contain the sand, before it spreads! As the players and the old man discuss what to do, the man points to the tree, exclaiming “Look! I’ve seen it before, you must do something!” When the players look, they notice that the sand has spread slightly, beginning to overtake the tree. If touched, it would cause blistering wounds on the area that was touched. Now, there are several ways to deal with this threat; druids may use their blight healing powers to cleanse the tree of the sand, water may be used to halt the spread of sand (but not get rid of its adverse effects), contained in glass, or it may be translocated to the void. The old man would explain this to all, hinting that he has experience dealing with this sand. Whichever way that the sand is dealt with, the old man would take a vial of the sand, and give it to the Players, begging that they try and find out everything they can about the mysterious sand. If questioned about his experiences, he'd only respond with secrecy. (I intend to make this the start of a story line.) How long do you plan to be able to work on the team: For as long as the team will have me. Tell me a joke: My neighbors listen to good music. Whether they like it or not.
  15. MC name: The_Classy_Guy Character's name and age: Hammond Sarnir, Age 35 Character’s Race: Wood Elf What magic/s did you learn?: Fire Evocation Who/how did you learn magic/s?: After speaking with the pyromancer Lhindir who agreed to mentor me, I went to the library, to view tomes on the subject. Offer an explanation of said magic/s you learned: There's a very simple set of guidelines as to what fire evocation is, what you can do, and what you can't do with it. Fire is a form of Arcane Elemental Evocation A fire evocationist has absolutely no control over the fire in the physical world, and is only able to conjure fire from the void. Fire evocation is simply put; The act of summoning fire from the void to the physical world. In order to conjure fire, you must first have a connection to the void, as with most magics. Extensive study on many different types of fire is required to conjure even the most basic flames. Fire conjured by an evocationist is not real, but its effects are just as real. As with all magic, it is extremely fatiguing until around tier 5. Red lines: White hot flames: They drain the user of all magicka, or kill the user from heat exposure Not roleplaying fatigue: Evocation is extremely taxing to the body, and not roleplaying it would be powergaming. Controlling real world elements: Evocationists have no control over elements not created in the void. Creating fire constructs: Fire evocationists do not have fine control over their fire. Summoning fire on, in, or underneath someone instantly: Distance makes evocation more difficult, and therefore requires more time to cast. In order to evoke flame: One must have a connection to the void, after extensive meditation. You must emote fatigue, and struggle when summoning Intense focus is required to summon even the smallest of flames. The evoker must picture taking flame from the void, and putting it into the world. Provide evidence you’ve garnered to said subtype: http://imgur.com/a/Rrgw2 Do you have a magic you are dropping, due to this app? If so, link it: N/A