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Yea, i’m still not sure what he did wrong.

Stay safe gamers ?

I think we need to establish what “meme rp” is a bit more clearly. Is everyone supposed to write out a novel to do one action? Are people supposed to let the enemy surround them while they try to “include enough detail” into their emote? I agree with everyone else, this looks suspicious if someone doesn't present evidence and examples.

cloud temple is cool but it’s pretty low. I think with the name “Cloud Temple” It should be a temple like high up asf. The current one is just a hole in the ground, might aswell be ground temple tbh

Groke Vaergon nods with approval, ”Long live our glorious king!” He yells as he gulps champagne made from the finest Lothringian strawberries

Groke Nods, rubbing the bald spot atop his head. “Ok” he proclaims as his fingers brush over the shiny skin of his dome

What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: - ginfork2 How old are you?: - 13 Have you ever roleplayed on a minecraft server before? If so, where?: - Yea on RoK Have you applied to this server before? (Please link past applications): - No How did you hear about us?: - Friends from another RP server. What do you think the server will be like? - Some fun. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: - Yup What’s the rule you agree with the most?: - No cybering Do you understand combat rules, and what you can and can’t do if you do choose to roleplay as a villain?:- Yup Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so maybe we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules):- No I understand all of them. Definitions These terms are a major part of the server and in a few of our rules. Please define them so that we can get an understanding of how much you know about roleplaying. Feel free to Google the answers or check on our wiki, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! What is roleplaying?: - Playing a role What’s metagaming?: - Using out of character info, to benefit you in character. What’s powergaming?: - Forcing an action on another character In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that you follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. What’s your character called?: - Albin What race are they? (and sub-race if applicable): - Human What gender are they?: - Male How old are they?: - 20 Give us a highlight of their past, What life events make your character the person they are today? This is your character's biography. It is also required to include server lore when writing. (Names of towns, major server events, ect. Most lore can be found on our wiki.): - Albin was born on a small farm, for away from Oren and most other lands. This could be set in a time period towards the end of the third age, about when people were settling the lands. He lived on the farm with good parents and siblings (about seven in total) and enjoyed the outdoors greatly, as the house he grew up in was very small and cramped. His father was drafted into combat towards his later years as a young boy. The man returned after a fairly long campaign, as the lords lowered their levies. He never returned to combat, however the lands did. War plagued the countryside for a long time, leaving Albin and his family scared, with children dead: Both older brothers. Fighting turned into disease and famine, so the invaders left and the lord re-started construction. Albins family remained scared, as did the farmland. Albin left for the city the moment he was old enough. Albin remains to this day a firm believer in the gods of his lands, a collection of nameless spirits resembling those of a slightly pagan farming society. Upon entering the city Albin learnt more about trade, justice and war. He found himself his own small corner to live in, he started learning from a small fighting school which dealt in swords. He worked at the docks and enjoyed whatever he could scrap up to eat. On rare occasions where he and his friends earned enough to celebrate, he would get drunk at the tavern (and often enough end up in fights). One day he spotted a notice at the docks, the real catalyzer to his situation. Work as a sailor could earn him double that of a lowly docks man, instead of loading and unloading cargo, he could get to experience the real high sea's. He jumped on the offer of course. It seemed amazing at the time. Little did he expect to find him regretting it with all his might many months later, his body aching with all the work he had to do for trading cog he traveled with. He has few possessions and was finding it harder and harder to keep coin, it seemed the captain was... Careless about paying his crew. Not that the man cared, he kept guards about on the ship in case of any mutinying. Albin knew well the fate of mutineers: A quick swift hurling off the side of the ship, into the frigid waters of the ocean. However, soon a port came and coin came to Albin, he found himself enjoying life again. He spent his coin foolishly on silly little things such as ale and women. Then it happened. Albin has been in fights before, skirmishes with militia when younger, not that he had really fought, he'd just been around. Nothing could of prepared him for what was to come, not the practice duels, bar brawls or muggings in dark alleys (where he was generally on the receiving end). It started quietly, a small ship on the horizon, approaching quickly. Both side filled covered in an equal amount of oars, a single plated piece of metal splitting the water at the front: A galley. At first no one paid it much heed, but as it came closer the look out shouted down. Pirates. Scum of the high seas. Albin was going to die now. For a moment he thought they would be alright, the boat was smaller, surely it couldn't beat all the crew on the merchant vessel. He heard the twang of bowstrings, only to see half the crew fall screaming in pain. Then a tremor which forced him to his knees. He could hear a man shouting at the helmsman on the other ship. Something about not ramming, something about keeping it from sinking, then the men seemed to realize the damage wasn't so bad. Albin rose up and drew his sword, various crew members were recovering as well. He managed to kill the first man to try grappling across: A strike right across the face, the grizzled man died with a mask of confusion and surprise painted across his face, the next man he managed to push of the side of the ship before he had his feet landed. Then fear set in. Not everyone had managed to beat back the assault, un-armed crew members were running amok. Something struck Albin across the head and he felt himself falling, falling into the deep blue ocean. He managed to grip onto a piece of plank for a short time, only to be dragged under the water again, just as a storm began. He drifted under, still hearing the screams of dying men. This is where Albin's adventures in life. He wakes up on the beach with a splitting head-ach, kissing the ground for the dumb luck of survival. What are they like? (personality): - Super nice. Really social What are their ambitions?: - Wants to grow old and die. Do they have any special skills? What are their weaknesses? (Try to list a few of both): - Not many skills, but he can swing a sword. But he really hates dead peoeple. Give us a description of how they look?: - He looks super sexy, brown hair, skin like a mexican. Please give us a screenshot of your character’s skin: -