-Account Name-RetroAssassin101
-Age-14
-Time zone-Central America/Canada time
-Rp before: Yes
-On a MC server?: Yes
-Applied before?: Yes. Once http://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/103726-sven-the-wood-elf-application-for-lord-of-the-craft/ There is the url for my previous application.
-How did I find you: Google
-What I want: Strict RP
-Read the rules?: Yes
-Best rules: No "bend the laws of physics" towers
-Rp: Being something you created and having a character to interact with people. It is also a very fun time.
-Metagaming: It wouldn't make sense for your character to have knowledge of what he/she was not there for. ex- You where talking to a friend irl and you decided to confront somebody, once again irl, and then logged on and did it without a word exchanged between you both in game, that is meta gaming
-Power gaming: Like saying *I punched you in the face and you died* That is also known as god rping. Completely controlling what is gonna happen.
-Name: S'ven Attal
-Race: Wood Elf
-Sex: Male
-Age: 23
-Backstory-My name is S'ven Attal. My family and I live right in New Malinor. We used to live in Malinor, but when the disputes with the Scourge broke out, we moved to the refugee camp. My older brother would always beat me up after my parents retired to there quarters. His name was Arcile Attal. I ran away from the camp because I did not like being picked on. I came back 3 years later, when I was 14. I had trained the entirety of those three years. For those 3 years of isolation, I lived on the move keeping about 37 or 38 miles away from my home. I hunted and stole from the Elf's. I broke into the tent while Arcile was asleep in the middle of the night. I had grabbed a sharp animal bone from outside and with it I cut off his hands and feet so he could never hurt anyone ever again. I was charged with assault and attempted man saluter. I ran and I was on the lamb for 6 more years than decided that I needed to leave the dark forest. Those 3 years of alone time changed me into a warrior. All I had was the bones of beasts and the bark or trees to survive. The only thing he knew how to make was a bow and some arrows. He used these to hunt and survive. He would also run into some monsters sometimes and would have to climb, run and jump around in the trees. That is how he got his strengths. S'ven's mother died 2 years ago and he is still mourning intensely. He has terrible dreams about her saying that it was his fault that she died. He knows it is not true but he sees her saying it and it makes him wake in a fright, covered in cold sweat. He is so serious all the time because if he shows emotion, he might show all of his emotions, and he doesn't want that. He retreats to thought when he starts to feel. Don't be surprised if in a battle he drifts off into thought, for he is thinking about the pain he caused Arcile as well. These memories will haunt him forever. He will never feel good. He may just fall silent for weeks on end. He has been isolated for so long, he forgot what pain was. He feels nothing. You need to be very close to him for him to open up and let you in. Once you are in, you will not leave. S'ven will not let you. He needs love. He needs hope, but until he gets it, he is by himself in his shell you call an Elf.
-Personality: They are very serious most of the time, but get S'ven to be not as sober as he usually is and he is a ball of fun.
-Ambitions: S'ven hates bullies so he wants to fight them. No one should be bullied. It is not fair.
-Skills: Archery and Acrobatics. He could run a mile faster than any man, or so he believes. The pain he feels for his mother and brother in the midst of battle can put him into a fit of rage and he will freak out and attack anything in sight. He may not be efficient in these rages, but he can take more pain than a man in full body armor. He can still die easily, but he may get an arrow in the leg, which shatters his femur, but he limps on towards his prey.
-Weaknesses: Sometimes S'ven drifts off thinking of the pain his mother and brother have endured. This drifting has almost gotten him killed on multiple occasions. He may drop to the ground and cry out in pain and suffering in the middle of a battle. In his fits of rage, he may attack his own, so beware.
-Appearance: S'ven has dark brown hair, forest green eyes and wears a green shirt and green pants. His outfit also includes the colors gray, white and brown. They are all made from either the plants or the animals that roam in Athos.
-Other: None
-Account Name-RetroAssassin101 -Age-14 -Time zone-Central America/Canada time -Rp before: Yes -On a MC server?: Yes -Applied before?: No -How did I find you: Google -What I want: Strict RP -Read the rules?: Yes -Best rules: No "bend the laws of physics" towers -Rp: Being something you created and having a character to interact with people. It is also a very fun time. -Metagaming: Gaining knowledge from in character -Power gaming: Like saying *I punched you in the face and you died* That is also known as god rping. Completely controlling what is gonna happen. -Name: S'ven Attal -Race: Wood Elf -Sex: Male -Age: 23 -Backstory-My name is S'ven Attal. My family and I live right in New Malinor. We used to live in Malinor, but when the disputes with the Scourge broke out, we moved to the refugee camp. My older brother would always beat me up after my parents retired to there quarters. His name was Arcile Attal. I ran away from the camp because I did not like being picked on. I came back 3 years later, when I was 14. I had trained the entirety of those three years. For those 3 years of isolation, I lived on the move keeping about 37 or 38 miles away from my home. I hunted and stole from the Elf's. I broke into the tent while Arcile was asleep in the middle of the night. I had grabbed a sharp animal bone from outside and with it I cut off his hands and feet so he could never hurt anyone ever again. I was charged with assault and attempted man saluter. I ran and I was on the lamb for 6 more years than decided that I needed to leave the dark forest. Those 3 years of alone time changed me into a warrior. -Personality: S'ven is very serious quite a bit of the time, but get S'ven to be not as sober as he usually is and he is a ball of fun. -Ambitions: S'ven hates bullies so he wants to fight them. -Skills: Archery and Acrobatics. He can also shoot another being, including a squirrel, in the eye from 3 miles away. -Weaknesses: If a man is very well armored, especially in the face, than it could take a while to take him down. If there are many people, as in 100's and 100's, than I will have difficulty attacking them all. Also machines are a difficulty of S'ven's. -Appearance: S'ven has dark brown hair, forest green eyes and wears a green shirt and green pants. His outfit also includes the colors gray, white and brown. They are all made from either the plants or the animals that roam or live in Athos. He is very tall and thin. He weighs in at about 130 pounds. He is about 6'10. He has no facial hair. -Other: S'ven's mother died 2 years ago and he is still mourning intensely. He has terrible dreams about her saying that it was his fault that she died. He knows it is not true but he sees her saying it and it makes him wake in a fright, covered in cold sweat. He is so serious all the time because if he shows emotion, he might show all of his emotions, and he doesn't want that. He retreats to thought when he starts to feel. Don't be surprised if in a battle he drifts off into thought, for he is thinking about the pain he caused Arcile as well. These memories will haunt him forever. He will never feel good. He may just fall silent for weeks on end. He has been isolated for so long, he forgot what pain was. He feels nothing. You need to be very close to him for him to open up and let you in. Once you are in, you will not leave. S'ven will not let you. He needs love. He needs hope, but until he gets it, he is by himself in his shell you call an Elf.
