HereticTakao

Is the post a joke lol. "Angst magma blob" wat. 

EDIT: Oh my god it is LMAOOOO

Bump I guess..???

I edited the app <3 

{Tagging my creator I guess @JavaWizard }

~I'll Probably be editing this soon, so from now and until I edit it can no MAT members review it? Thanks =^w^=~

Alright :> @Matheus

MC Name:

HurricaneTako

IC Name:

Pepin

Original Race [n/a if not applicable]:

Wood Elf

Transformed Form:

Water Deviant

Creator [mc name and ic name, n/a if not applicable]:

AgnusDei {Lotho}

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Homunculi are chaotic creatures created via alchemy. They fall into three subtypes; Fiend, Deviant, and Doppleganger.

Fiends are small, impish ugly little things, created with poor ingredients. They are unintelligent and chaotic little things, and usually don't live that long, around a month. Oh and they are crawling with tumors and such from the imperfections of their body.

Deviants are much more humanoid in appearance than the Fiends. They are made with good quality ingredients, though relatively rare, due to alchemist either using high quality or low quality ingredients. They can appear as an Orc, Dwarf, Elf, Or Human. They will sometimes have odd-colored skin. They are chaotic, but more intelligent than the fiends, but are short-lived. They live around 2 to 3 decades. They also show resistance to the element that was most used in the creation of them.

Dopplegangers are the most humanoid of the 3 sub-types, and will be exactly identical to the race they manifest as. Be it Orc, Dwarf, Elf, Or Human. They are highly intelligent, yet still chaotic like their other homunculi "brethren" some could say. They show resistance to the prevailing element used to create them like deviants as well. Dopplegangers by far are the most long-lived homunculi, living a tad shorter than the race they manifest as.

I honestly feel like there can be more work put into this.

The description  needs more detail to it, something that will give me a mental image of this character. Also describe is combat styles, how he does them. I suggest toning down the amount of weapons he is trained in. He is what, twenty? Expand on his familial relationships as well! What's his opinion on his parents/siblings? Those are a few things I like to point on in the character profile. If you like to see more hit me up in a DM! =^w^=

Out-Of-Character Information

What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: Warrior_Takao

How old are you?: 12

Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes I do.

Have you read and agreed to the rules?:  Yep!

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The one how you guys do not allow in roleplay; Abusing glitches, Trolling, Breaking server lore. Metagaming(Number one most hated thing), Powergaming(Number two)

Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): Naw, it’s all good.

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: Well I was browsing Katiesic’s planet minecraft page, and I found out she played a server called LotC. I decided to check it out, because why not? Sounds fun.  

Definitions

What is roleplaying?:  To act and speak as if you are the character you're portraying. To roleplay is as much about what not to say as what TO say. It means to keep your speech in the context of the setting in which your character (or avatar) exists. Context can be defined as both time and place.

What is metagaming?: Metagaming is the most annoying thing a person can do. It is the act where someone steals information, ex; name, age, backstory, from a OOC source and uses it IC against the player. Or something like that.

What is powergaming?: Powergaming is where you take control of another’s character, or the outcome of a action towards the character.

In-Character Information

Character’s name: Gitlyth Torzorwyn

Character’s sex: Female

Character’s race: Wood Elf

Character’s age: 23

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Personality Traits:

(I can add more if you like)

To start it off Gitlyth is very curious young adult. She has been this way ever since she was a little runt, always wondering what the world, the forests and cities, were all like around her. While being curious Gitlyth is also kind being taught to be kind to anyone and everyone, before you get to know who they are as a person. And she doesn’t like the feeling of being rude. Gilyth is also humbly intelligent. Her mother taught her well, very well, making her one of the sharper knives in the drawer . Though she does not boast about her intelligence, no that is a only a weakness her enemies can exploit. Yes she will usually use longer words, or more complex phrases, and sometimes correct people on a certain subject. But she truly tries to stay humble about her intelligence. Unless facing an ignorant foe. Finally Gitlyth is independent to a degree. She will try and solve her troubles on her own, but sometimes she can’t say no thank you anymore when offered help. But usually she get’s her problems fixed on her own. Usually.

Also Gitlyth is heterosexual.

Ambitions: Gitlyth doesn’t have an exact ambition, always changing as she goes, but usually it is to make the most out of life. To take those lemons and squeeze every last drop out of it. She wants to make many friends as well, because when her time comes, she wants to be known.

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Strengths/Talents:

• Unarmed Fighting: If people pull out the swords, she goes a running, but if people pull out their fist, she fights on. Growing up Gitlyth was taught to fend with herself, or protect a single tree. She has built up a lot of strength in her arms

• Agile/Quick Attacks: Being a wood elf, she is very nimble and agile. She can easily pull of a sneak attack, or some quick punches and run.

• Tree Climbing: A hobby and talent, Gitlyth loves climbing trees. It usually takes her at least 15-16 minutes to get up an average sized tree. Though she usually doesn’t go high. This skill also helps her escape large and bulky hostile forces. If they don’t know how to climb trees.

Weaknesses/Inabilities:

• Height: Compared to other beings in the world, Gitlyth is rather short. Yes it may have it’s perks, but it does have it’s downfalls. One her neck constantly aches from looking up at her taller friends. Two she is easy game in the rough, cruel, forest. Third and finally, it hard to find people to talk to. Since some of the taller folk might not even notice she is there, since she is that short.

• Voice/Appearance: Gitlyth has a young appearance, and her voice is rather softish was well. This makes other people not take her very seriously when she throws a fit, or is trying to be serious. It’s very annoying, and she wish people stop thinking she was still a child.

• Post traumatic stress disorder(PTSD): After seeing the horrifying events of her friends and family being slaughtered, their blood running down the trees she once love, and seeing her own blood spill, it’s no surprise why she developed PTSD. After being revived, she felt slightly lonely. She also had hallucinations that triggered whenever seeing sharp objects, or the tiniest of cuts. This has lead her to detach herself from big groups, and reevaluate herself, and regain her calm.

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Appearance (List the extra details o your characters appearance, IE; height & weight):

• Gitlyth has a very petite body, common for wood elves. She stands at very small height  5’4 and weighs around 120 pounds. Most of her muscular strength resides in her arms, the second most is in her legs. Her body is a bit curvy, not to much.

• Gitlyth’s skin tone is a very deep tan, common for Wood Elves.

• The Wood elf’s eye color is a forest green color. Again common for wood elves.

• Gitlyth has very long hair reaching to her hips, but she bounds it up into two braids so it doesn’t get so messy. It’s a very dark shade of red.

• Gitlyth has a diamond shaped face with facial features of, Almond shaped eyes, A straight edged nose, and thick and full lips; tan like the color of her skin. She has high cheekbones and a soft jawline. Making her considerably attractive.

• The Wood Elf wears very moveable and loose fitting clothing. First off she wears a benign outfit of sorts, a shirt of a lighter shape and some trousers of a darker shade. Over it she wears a rather over-sized chestnut brown tunic, which with a belt she keeps it up a little, and to prevent to flow with the wind all over. For footwear she wears some plain old buckle boots, a little large, but they are suitable enough for everyday exploring. Finally around her neck she wears her mother’s blue scarf. This is a valuable possession of hers, as her mother died a decade after her birth, and at the time she was a big influence on Gitlyth.

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Biography:

Gitlyth was born a small and fat baby on the 12th of October, 1509, in small cavern in the forests of Malinor. She was born to Omayarus and Uricyne Torzorwyn, two members of a nomadic group of Wood elves, who seek to explore and heal the forests of Malinor. Born with shining green eyes and little red hairs on the top of her head, Ulricyne though when holding her baby, that this one was going to be the only one to travel the world with her, and still call her mother.

Growing up Gitlyth stayed mostly soft and doughy for most of her years, only later on would she start to develop a more adult like appearance. Her education would be mostly, at this time, learning basic common phrase and pronunciations. Sometimes she would get lessons on how to climb a tree properly without hurting the tree or herself. Being the curious little runt she is, Gitlyth started at only the age of 4 to start exploring the world. Well, not without her whole caravan coming along with her.

Most of her life was moving, setting up shop, making coin, then bouncing. They did this a lot, and Gitlyth hoped they just settle somewhere. As of this, the little wood elf never got the chance to make many friends. Nor did she want to, as it was useless to try and make a good friend without having to inevitably leaving them. Around the age of 10 the greatest influence of her life, her mother, with her caring and kind heart, perished due to multiple stab wounds. The caravan wasn’t exactly good nor evil, and they made many enemies and allies on their trips across the forests of Malinor and beyond, so it wasn’t a surprised some of those enemies decided to hurt the caravan. Gitlyth was shattered. So shattered that she didn’t even come to her mother’s lift off. A lift off was where they sent those who had fallen down a stream, where they would hopefully reach the spirit world calmly. Unknown to the caravan, the mother was picked up by the Cloud Temple Monks, and revived back to the world of the living. Unforuntately, by the time she return to the last stop the caravan was at, they were already gone, mourning her supposed death.

The next 9 years of Gitlyth’s life were very fast, after deciding she couldn’t let her mother's death bring her down, although she must still acknowledge that she is dead. Along these 9 years her father had also died, not from physical trauma, but from natural diseases. She mourned his death appropriately, but like her mother, she moved on.

Around the time, a few months before her twentieth birthday, adulthood hit fast. The flesh on her limbs fell more softly than before, her stomach smoothed out, and her face hollowed considerably. The transformation from child to adult was impeccable. Also, other things occurred. What is known was The Blossoming started to spark up.

Gitlyth rejected it.

No one was shocked in her caravan. They knew Gitlyth would not give up her adventurous lifestyle, up for a single tree. Every so often it was spark up, and she pushed it back down. It came less and less, and then eventually, was gone. For good.

After her Blossoming Gitlyth continued her normal days and such. It was only until recently, that her her caravan was attacked, burned, slaughtered, whatever the hell you want to call it. But they were killed. She tried and tried to fight back, but they won. A sword dug deep into her chest, and pull out as fast as it got there. The attackers took her body and threw it in the violently, wishing her a violent and

Fortunately for our friend Gitlyth the monks of the Cloud temple found Gitlyth and her brought her back, healing her wounds, stitching her up, and bringing her back to life. At first she rejoiced for being alive, but then, all of it turned to sadness. Her friends, family, were all dead. All but her.

She was alone in this.

And that’s where our story ends, but yet another begins. What will happen to our adventurous friend Gitlyth, as she explores and faces the fuckerys of the world, and her mind.