The Fact Core

A blue individual once said "First the shoes, what's next!? Socks!? That's horrific to think about!"

The Boogie Man/ Zelak

Here we go, keeping it short as I forgot the most.

1. How long have you been playing your character, and how have they changed and developed RPly?

2. What are some small nuances or details in your character that might not be so obvious to other players upon interaction? For example, I often use the hand movements of my snow elf to express certain metaphors or his state of mind.

Zelak just like the Boogie Man has a VERY high interest in playing games, especially if a high bet is on the line. He can't really resist in playing a game and tries everything to win, he hates to lose, such a bad loser.

3. Does / Did your character have a strong bond with another character that you found to be memorable based on what it was founded on? (Characters who had a brotherly relationship, romantic, rivalry, etc.)

So many people over the time with Boogie, some were good and others were bad. Can't remember most.

4. What's the most badass thing your character has ever done?

• Destroying Malinor with a tree
• Turning the Cloud Temple into a spooky mine opperation
• Creating Soul Puppetry
• Manipulating another villain to destroy a small faction
• Manipulating a Nationleader from the back in order to get easy access into the capital
• Manipulating multiple people to do his daily unlikable tasks
• Traumatizing many people, ruining their lives or causing them to develop into strong individuals counts as Badass?
• Summoning a Apparition in order to force it to attack multiple cities for fun
• Being kidnapped by Orcs as a slave, just to force them to be his slaves
• Building a large moving castle, that ran off
• Making fun of a Antagonist with bad jokes about his/ her mom

5. Character Art?

I don't have those anymore

6. Anything else you'd like to talk about regarding your character? 

Playing as the villain was very fun, turning into a super villain to give other players even more enjoyment was even more fun. Will I ever play the Boogie Man again? Not at all. I don't even play often and am very casual around. I tried to get back into villainy, but currently, it's not as enjoying as it was back when there were many other named villains around, giving players self-made events.

I just wish for villains to be classy again, less of a "hurr hurr, I'm evil!" and more where they take part into developing other characters story, because villains are the greatest foe to overcome in order to grow.

    OOC

    ((MC Name: )) FactButt

    ((Discord: )) DoctorLalve#0064

    ((Timezone: )) GMT+1

    IN-CHARACTER

    What is your name?

Zelak

    Why seek membership to the Mages Guild?

I once was a mage until I lost everything because of godly powers and currently am without a successfull goal to fulfill my own existence in this realm of the self-aware people. Probably am trying to give magical stuff a less "evil" view.

    What arts, if any, do you currently practice?

None

    What position do you desire to attain upon acceptance?  

Practicus

    When should you be contacted for an interview?

No idea, give me a time and I may approve.

Music for comfortable reading stuff

Zelak's last tea party

Zelak moved towards the steps and up the large stage of the theatre. A live performance was choosen by the people and so he had to act out! „What's the difference between a pineapple and a apple? The one has needles while the other is smooth as skin!“ The crowd cheered at the bad joke, laughing out in delight as he told multiple bad jokes and puns everybody loved.

The night was long, yet the light always was spot on, on him alone. „You believe, it's time to get off the stage? The people are tired of the performance already.“ Said the shadow man with the top hat, the next performer in this show. Zelak struggled as he tried to remember any more jokes he could tell to make the people love him more, yet nothing came up and so he had to get off the stage. At the side, he had to look at the shadow man with the top hat doing his performance. The dark elf was confused, that he told jokes and the crowd laughed louder than they did with his own. The night was even longer with the shadow man's performance.

After the night returned, the last joke was spoken and a balloon flew up to the ceiling of the theatre. Zelak looked up at the balloon before he saw the crowd removing themself. The dark elf followed after them and out of the building. A few peacocks crawled up onto a tree and it suddenly turned into a rainbow as Zelak was outside. „It's not like I tried.“ Said a shadow man's voice and Zelak had to look after him, following him before he found himself back inside a cold village. Nobody was around and the buildings were destroyed, yet one door remained open and the dark elf moved inside.

The warmth of candles and the smell of freshly made black and green tea filled the air as Zelak found himself inside a dining room and a large table with colorful pillows on each seat, filling them up with the fluffness of the pillows. He took a seat at the end of the table, grabbing a cup of green tea as he took a sip, grabbing a muffin and a cupcake to eat. „Don't be stupid about that whole thing, it's not like I have enough fingers.“ Said the shadow man with the top hat, who took a seat next to the dark elf. „Why don't you just eat both at the same time? It's not like they taste like chocolate. They don't change“ Said a shadow person on one of the many seats in a musical voice.

Zelak ate the cupcake, but it turned into a potato before he could do anything else. „Don't you love the air? Well, I do as I am a fish!“ Said a huge fish, sitting on a seat, breathing air like a maniac. A small box landed on Zelak's plate, a small gift in purple, no yellow, no blue...in so many colors at the same time. He opened the gift and was excited to find, that nothing was inside. „Happy Birthday!“ Said the potato, he didn't want to eat.

While Zelak was all night inside the dining room, having a tea party, the spotlight was always set on him. „I can't see anything.“ Said the dark elf to himself with a grand smile and without fear. The darkness was visible, but a small light at the corner of his eye opened something for him and he laughed.

He opened his eyes in the night „It's how it is, what a wonderful sunlight!“.

ooc:

Music for Athmosphere!

Long ago, in a distant land, Anthos to be specific, there was a Scarecrow man named the Boogie Man. He first appeard in a random city in human lands, annoying the citizens and cursing badly about. He was just a simple annoyance but over the years, turned into a real villainous figure over the lands of Anthos and beyond! Calling people bad names, cursing them with unspeakable terror! The Boogie Man was just a real funny guy, who loved to be as villainous as possible.

The lands crumbled, new appeard out of nowhere. The Boogie Man always wanted to achieve the ultimate entertainment imaginable and yet, at the end of all things...He did it!

The Scarecrow Overlord of Darkness and Destruction as he called himself, because no one thought about giving him a good title, was at the end bored of the world around him. Nothing was clear for his sightless gaze, he always thought about something new, how he would achieve his goal? Yet it took him some....hundred of years or something, that the people don't need him anymore. A heroic person like him did his job and now it's the turn of the people to destroy themself as it was foretold by the pumpkin lord.

He lifted his fabulous top hat one last time into the air, burned a random and cuddly puppet because why not? He looked at Almaris and just laughed at the sight of that new land, he could've overthrown another kingdom in secret, destroy another forest or just once more create another dark art for people to have fun with, yet at the end he just needed to leave and find something else, maybe something beyond the current world. His professional villainous laughter echo'd out to cause a disturbance in the force for a few seconds before he just attached a few balloons (Or whatever the F*** they were made of) onto a army of birds.

"And so, the Boogie Man flows with the wind."

The day has come for the world to allow another old villain, maybe one of the last classic guys, to disappear. So the Boogie Man waved his army of birds off into the clouds, took his amazing walking stick and marched off into the sunset...or is he? Maybe not, who knows what he actually did at the end since nobody really saw him beside the birds...as mysterious as he was, this is his end.

Over the lands of Almaris, maybe the people can spot the balloons attached on some birds in the clouds! A few fly down towards specific groups or people, a last sign from the Boogie Man...

- One Balloon lands on the Druid grove, a little gift for his most favorite group. His fabulous Top hat! Maybe a bit sorched at the edges, yet it smells like chocolate, yum! One small message at the side:

"The Boogie Man's End, it was fun"

- One Balloon lands on the head of the Druid Gi'Garun, a gift for his favorite old nemesis! His favorite tea cup, that also smells like chocolate and a small message:

"The Boogie Man's End, it was fun"

- Some more Balloons may randomly land for some people to pick the last gift of the Boogie Man up, yet those always have a black button, from clothes or dolls, that smell like chocolate and with the same message:

"The Boogie Man's End, it was fun"

OOC:

IGN: FactButt

Category: Building

Artwork: A sad and tragic scene ~ Mother and Father dragon, love till the end of time

Most pointed out some obvious issues within roleplay itself.

I personally only hear about "Tavern Roleplay" and that's totally correct, even if it's not a tavern, players just sit around in a spot and talk with each other doing "slice of life roleplay". As a new player, I sure would expect some magical things to happen on something, that should actually be focused on the fantasy element. Some players might like that kind of roleplay and it can be relaxing to just be casual for a while. It's completely amazing to have multiple options of roleplay, be it combat or cooking etc.

But as a new player, I expect fantastic and magical things to happen, instead of talking about my new haircolor. We all were new and remember the first time playing, I did and it was interesting, even if I got murdered by bandits who tricked me. But that little event was already enough for me to continue onward. If I logged in and just moved into a tavern, talking about haircolor, it would be fine the first time but if it continues on and nothing happens outside of the shelter, I get bored and return back to playing something much better, ultimately quitting the server after if it gets repeated over and over again. I flopped onto the server because I liked the fantasy aspect and wanted to try roleplay out with it's element.

In short:  it might feel like a game with lot of expectations (Fantasy, Dragons! I can be a Elf and blame Gandalf for my feet! etc.), but at release and playing for some hours, it turned out to be boring.

Does that make me your second favorite builder? I know I didn't build anything for years since I left the ET. I stalk you on discord.

First of all, this is a well structured and actual feedback post.

Second of all... I can only describe my attention span with the Vortex system as a casual player:

- I log into this server,

- look into Vortex things and don't bother to even touch it after two seconds.

Now I'm totally not the only casual player around here, took me only two seconds to say "Nope". It's not appealing.

Congratulations to all that participated!

I don't know people, scars are hot.

Took quite long to have a change, it's a good different style.

Now start making animations

This is quite the cute idea

I hope you 'member me, but Holy frick, you've grown up from your drawing style!

The Boogie Man:

IGN: FactButt
Category: Building
Artwork: "Baba Yaga House", Steampunk version

I don't know where I should start.

Hi!

Tale of The Boogie Man

(A short tale about my character, the Boogie Man. Just for fun while I remember of wtf I did with this server, a lil' quick tale.)

„That's so much fun! Let's do it again till more funny noises comes out of them!“

A little annoyance started in Anthos as a humanoid shaped person, wearing multiple spots of clothes appeard out of thin air. Of course thin air is not the case, more a loud explosion in the middle of a well populated town. He was just a annoying man wearing strange clothes and a mask in sick green colors, annoying the nobles of the human realm most of the time or a few elves once or twice. He earned a liking of annoying the people with his jester like behavior, making fun of them, making bad jokes, nothing too serious ever has been released. He called himself, the spooky Boogie Man. Of course the entertainment only started and soon he would be brought into the nasty hands of the antagonist of the realm of Anthos.

Corrupted and twisted by the Black Scourge, his body was a mere mystery since the clothes covered the nightmare underneath their thin layers. Green glowing eyes followed the steps of any living being from within the costume, a cackling and scratchy voice occupied the magnificent disgusting look of the corrupted Boogie Man. Spitting bugs, mostly maggots, nasty crawly critters at all times. He became just another corrupted soldier by Setherien, yet of course, the entertainment just began and he would be promoted!

Earning the liking of the Drakaar himself, the Boogie Man has been even mored corrupted, but without being too disgusting of course. The touch of a bloodshard and a Harbinger has given him the name of the Puppeteer, a commanding cultist. His body was weak, his frame was unnatural and crooked, at least covered by the cultist outfit and the metallic mask. What once was a simple annoyance has turned into a blood hungry monster and tyrant, following the order of his master at all cost together with the aid of his fellow cultists (Aid as in, slapping them till they do it). Oddly enough, the Boogie Man soon earned a liking in the Druids, he was disgusted by their believes in the Aspects. He was seeking entertainment and the Druids turned out to be a well rounded source of entertaining himself, but of course it would never be enough as it just began with the fun!

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He commanded and lead the destruction of Malinor and it's Druid grove through the use of a corrupted tree, following the corruption of the Cloud Temple itself, turning it into a twisted slave facility and mine. Rumours has it, that the Boogie Man was commanded to get something from under the area of the ancient Cloud Temple, but of course he was just doing it for his own enjoyment at this point. The connection to Setherien was weakening, the Boogie Man started to feel like himself again, having more control over his own actions instead of following orders. He removed himself from the cultists, following a new step in his life, he founded something new and very amusing!

The Boogie Man, called Puppeteer, really earned the title as he created with the aid of a unknown person, the dark art Soul Puppetry. The nasty and disgusting believe of the magic was to control the soul of a mortal being, playing with it like a child with it's doll. Of course for one, who was seeking eternal entertainment, who never had enough and wanted more and new funny ways of exploiting somebody, Soul Puppetry was the perfect tool. His previous disgusting appearance cooled down and he somewhat turned himself into a puppet, a scarecrow, resembling his most favorite tool of enjoyment even in appearance alone. Fear was playing a great role in the Scarecrow like person, he wanted to cause fear instead of death. Dead men tell no tales, was always his main goal, he wanted to get known in order to become a icon of fear in the realm of the mortals, so much fun!

Ultimately, the curses he created with his new found magic caused terror among many people. Terrible to imagine how many had their skin turned into chocolate or were chosen to live in their own nightmare, but it was never enough for the now self-made villain. He always wanted more, the more fear the people had, the better and the more fun he had! So he needed another tool and summoned the very first Apparition into the realm of Anthos! A being made through the combination of many bodies, a being of pure hate and darkness slithered out of it's pile of corpses to terrorize the remaining towns.

The tale of the Boogie Man continued, from his large lair underneath the canalisation in the dwarven town Vaerhaven into the new realms followed quickly after. His many crimes are unable to be counted in detail, atleast he had one amazing roller coaster in one of his lairs in Athera. Speaking of lairs! Even while the Boogie Man was truly a fearsome and wanted criminal by the holy orders and obviously the Druids, his well made lairs were fascinating. Well hidden, maybe inside a tavern behind barrels was a entrance or underneath pillows, was a lair by the Boogie Man. A long hall with a very small door was always the entrance, entering would reveal a roller coaster or a boat tour through the Theme Park shaped villain home. Within, his tea parties were legendary, forced to drink green tea while eating cookies filled with all kinds of bugs. Not enough? A piano was played by a puppet, the other guests were puppets (or perhaps people stuffed into the puppet outfit, who knows?) and the Boogie Man himself was singing while telling bad jokes. A very fun place, totally.

Athera was a prime time for the scarecrow man, but leading up to the end of the realm, he suddenly disappeard! Many years passed, yet his shadow always remained. He was still around in the realms followed after, but more sneaky and hiding in the shadows, lurking for new prey, for new entertainment, his hunger for his own enjoyment didn't cease.

He became what he wanted to be, a villain known by anyone, a spooky tale to tell the children if they don't listen to their parents. His terrible crimes have been noticed, but are unable to be counted. He escaped the holy orders and others trying to finally end him, at the end, he won. But did he truly won, who knows? Someone who did so much bad and suffering just for fun, can't be considered a good person and most likely he knew it, he accepted his life and emotionless actions.

Once in a while, people might spot the scarecrow man wearing a fancy suit and a top hat, having a grand smile on his face at all times even today. Those people can chat and interact with him how they want, but should never trust him at all cost as they are mostly unable to know, of what he caused in the past. Obviously you should never trust a walking, talking scarecrow.

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Homophobia in a RP Scenery is acceptable in my opinion, it’s like a fantasy game such as “The Witcher” where the world is mean spirited, but we as the player know it’s a fantasy world and therefore don’t take it seriously. It gets complicated and hurtful when OOC things, get from real hate into a Minecraft Roleplay Server.

Just like playing a Villain, you should adapt to the situation and don’t cause hate, respect the players around you and you earn respect back.

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Name(s): Zelak Xayarath

Race: Dark Elf

What Dish will you be preparing?: Peacock a’la Sunrise

The Misfortune Teller

Pants, just pants with flowers on them. Just pants with red flowers as a nice little painting. Just pants laid on the road, without a owner to be around. It's quite the oddity to see lonely pants, so clean and so nicely made alone on the road. The empty road and only pants in the center of the road, waiting to be grabbed and stolen by a new owner. But a bandit would never be able to just take the amazing pants from the lonely road. The pants just moved aside once a hand reached for them in order to take them with a tight grip. A sword and a bow, nothing helps, the pants kept moving aside to avoid being stolen. Are the pants alive, can they talk? They are capable of moving aside, they don't want or like to be stolen, maybe they already have a owner? But who might have living pants? One can say, that this is quite the misfortune situation at the current moment, just pants on the road. The pants kept moving and they started to jump up and down, side to side as they stood on their so called legs, standing on the middle of the road like a living being with actual legs.

A colorful looking figure stood right next on the road, next to the living pants, was he always there to begin with? It was a odd view, a odd person in humanoid shape, but with clothes like a rainbow itself, he does wear a rainbow, maybe he stole the rainbow from the sky and turned it into a well made suit? Even the hat was a odd view, it was not just a hat, just like the living pants, it was quite the misfortune sight. The top hat had a face, not a human face, it had a long mouth and two button rainbow changing colored eyes. He had sunglasses, but then again he had none at the same time, too small or too big, nothing matters while looking at the odd person on the center of the road. Gray long hair moved down his shoulders, a young face or a old face, it was also the same as the sunglasses, something seems not right about the face, he seems to be everything at once but also nothing at the same time. A normal person can't just describe the face of the odd person, it was like a misfortunate event.

„Dojo Jojo Mojo Ma Rojo“, the only words coming from the odd person on the center of the road in the middle of nowhere while holding pants in his cane hand. The road was no more and the pants were gone, the person stood alone in the center of nowhere but also everywhere. The world was another plane, a plane of universe of existance, it was not the madness, it was just misfortunate to be in this situation of change. He was just not only one person but many at the same time, he was everything we always wanted, he was and is the misfortune part of life itself. A god among others, but also not one of them, he was disgusted by others and that's because he was unable to see the future without it's events that have no misfortune to begin with. He is the Misfortune Teller. Not a person, or a woman or a man, he was just the Teller, the Misfortune Teller. „Dojo Jojo Mojo Ma Rojo“, when you believe that the day is misfortunate for you and your life.

Look around next time and maybe the road has a pair of pants for you to pick up, or not. The Misfortune Teller, the one who is many at the same time but also not at all.

(I thought it would be neat to write about all the strange, odd and bad guys I created over Lotc as events and my own creations)

A spooky scary scarecrow, that sometimes looks into places because of curiousity says: “I feel the force is in balance.”

“But who could’ve forgotten the underground of Vaerhaven, the wicked and corrupted dungeon from far darker origin than the dwarves could’ve ever imagined? A nice and warm home for a lone puppet.” A Scarecrow from somewhere whispers in the darkness of the abyss from the void and stuff.

Good boy Zarsies, have a wonderful time and I welcome you to reality!