Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication!
What’s your Minecraft account name?: RaiRaiThatGuy
What timezone are you in?: EST - Eastern Time Zone
How old are you?: 15
Are you aware the online content on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13? You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes, I am aware.
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Once the choice of combat has been decided, it cannot be changed except with a unanimous agreement. A player joining an rp fight in progress may not 'call pvp' unless the rest agree. - Mainly because it helps with reducing as much stress and conflict as other RP scenarios would go through
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!) None.
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I was asked by Disheartened, Bromadon, and Sandey0000 to join the server.
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): N/A
Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): I believe so. Awhile back, when I was much younger. But that was when I didn’t apply.
Definitions
Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums,but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person!Plagiarizing will result in the automatic denial of your application!
What isroleplaying?: Roleplaying is the act of playing as someone that you aren’t in a real life scenario, or on forums. This can be in the different genre’s of sci-fi, fantasy, etc.
What ismetagaming?: Meta-Gaming is when a player uses in-character information, to change the outcome of their character, and how they make decisions.
What ispower-emoting (powergaming)?:Power-Gaming is when a player forces an action onto another, or when they flat out ignore the other which would make an attempt on them. An example being in Combat Roleplay (CRP), one player makes vague emotes such as Bobby stabs Jeff in the chest, killing him.
In-Character Information
Now you actually make your character -be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they followlore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.
Character’s name: (what do you want your character to be called?) Raisarav Latillico
Character’s sex: (male or female?) Male
Character’s race: (you can find all the playable raceshere.) Human
Character’s age: (upon application, your character must be 18 or older, and depending on the race, they can be over five hundred years old!) Thirty-Six years old.
Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to theserver lore): I walk through the Docks, breathing in the salty air. The Empire of Orenian. I might not have treated it the best, pissing on the posts, tearin’ off anchor-ropes from docked ships, but I loved it all the same. All the same though, I need to leave it. Last night I had went to a particularly brutal raid, we lost a lot of salt-craving bastards and imbeciles, and plenty of rookies, though we did take the ship. We barely had enough men left afterwards to bring them to the docks. I hate how we’ve fallen to raiding these ships, but after the Captain fell…
We were on the deck of the “Injustice”, with the spray coating those on deck with the sea. I had drawn free-time for this watch, so I was watching the ship make its progress. It was a very sunny day, with no clouds for miles. I loved these views, they almost made the unbelievably stupid people I had to work with bearable. Soon, however, the calm was interrupted as the watchman called out, “Navy ship, off the Port-Stern!” I jumped, and ran to our Port-Side Armaments, awaiting assignment for the coming fight. The Quartermaster told me, “We need some boarders to go ‘fter their weapons, ye in for it?” I nodded, knowing that was probably a better way to survive a fight against a Nation’s ship. Soon, we were circling each other, with each side exchanging rounds. The captain then maneuvered us to board the enemy ship, knowing our best chance to fight this was to kill their crew. At least then our numbers were better suited against their weapons. I jumped aboard the enemy ship, and I was almost instantly backed towards the Stern of their Ship, away from our own by two Burly men wielding Claymores.
I had my trusty Longsword on me, with a Buckler on my left arm, and I knew I was in trouble. I tried to attack the man on the Right, but he simply blocked my blow, and the man on the left swung at me. I blocked that with my shield, and was backed slightly closer to the Stern. However, right before they were about to strike at me from other directions, an arrow sprouted from the back of the man on their right’s head. The Other man was clearly confused by this, and I took the opportunity to teach them a lesson. I looked at who fired the arrow, and it was the captain of the ship. After that, the captain switched to a Pair of Short-swords, and joined the fight. Soon after, we had killed most of the crew, except for their captain and the officers. They were holding the Gun Deck of the ship, with myself, the captain, and half a dozen others pushing them back. As one of the officers tried to show the captain a new meaning of pain through his nether region, I planted my sword in the fertile ground of his neck, ending his journey. After I did this, I saw their captain stick an Estoc into the captain’s torso. After that, everything was a blur for me. I returned to full consciousness with everyone in the room dead, and my sword painted red.
After that, everyone returned to port, we had taken the ship, but had to sink it because we had so few men. Later, we learned that their ship had been following us, and the watchman was an informer. I personally cut out his tongue, and both of his hands off. I went to a bar to try and drink away the memory, where I met a man, named Xenegar. He said, “I see you are rather upset, if your number of empty drinks is anything to judge by. If you wish to leave such memories behind, I am arranging transport to another continent, would you be interested?” I looked at him, chugged what remained of my most recent drink, and nodded my head. “I think that would be about the best idea I’ve heard for the last few years.” He laughs, and we walk out of the tavern together.
Now all I wonder is where my journey will lead me to next. Perhaps Sutica... or Urguan. As long as it takes me away from my past, and I can have a drink, I'll be satisfied with it.
Personality Traits: (what are your character's quirks?; habits?; likes and dislikes?) Likes - Money, Alcohol, the ocean, and gambling.
Dislikes - His past work on sailing ships.
Ambitions: (what does your character aspire to be?) Raisarav aspires to be an entertainer, or guard, so he could collect enough money to soothe his craving for alcohol.
Strengths/Talents: (what is your character really, really good at?) Raisarav is a man of hard labor, and he has seen much upon the seas, which has made him stronger in the years he has been with his now abandoned crew. His main “talent,” would have to be his ability to craft bows, and arrows.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: (what is a skill that your character needs to work on?) Raisarav is an extreme alcoholic, and at most times, cannot go a day with having a drink in his system. With that, he also has the inability to read or write, for he was never taught how to.
Appearance: (what does your character look like?; how tall are they?; hair color?; scars?) Standing at 5’11”. Raisarav is a man with a tanned complexion on his skin, with brown hair and gray eyes. He is mostly seen wearing a dark red uniform.
Skin: (please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin; if you need help, see our screenshot guidehere.) http://imgur.com/U8HTLGg
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Out-Of-Character Information
Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication!
What’s your Minecraft account name?: RaiRaiThatGuy
What timezone are you in?: EST - Eastern Time Zone
How old are you?: 15
Are you aware the online content on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13? You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes, I am aware.
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Once the choice of combat has been decided, it cannot be changed except with a unanimous agreement. A player joining an rp fight in progress may not 'call pvp' unless the rest agree. - Mainly because it helps with reducing as much stress and conflict as other RP scenarios would go through
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!) None.
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I was asked by Disheartened, Bromadon, and Sandey0000 to join the server.
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): N/A
Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): I believe so. Awhile back, when I was much younger. But that was when I didn’t apply.
Definitions
Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! Plagiarizing will result in the automatic denial of your application!
What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying is the act of playing as someone that you aren’t in a real life scenario, or on forums. This can be in the different genre’s of sci-fi, fantasy, etc.
What is metagaming?: Meta-Gaming is when a player uses in-character information, to change the outcome of their character, and how they make decisions.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?:Power-Gaming is when a player forces an action onto another, or when they flat out ignore the other which would make an attempt on them. An example being in Combat Roleplay (CRP), one player makes vague emotes such as Bobby stabs Jeff in the chest, killing him.
In-Character Information
Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.
Character’s name: (what do you want your character to be called?) Raisarav Latillico
Character’s sex: (male or female?) Male
Character’s race: (you can find all the playable races here.) Human
Character’s age: (upon application, your character must be 18 or older, and depending on the race, they can be over five hundred years old!) Thirty-Six years old.
Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to the server lore): I walk through the Docks, breathing in the salty air. The Empire of Orenian. I might not have treated it the best, pissing on the posts, tearin’ off anchor-ropes from docked ships, but I loved it all the same. All the same though, I need to leave it. Last night I had went to a particularly brutal raid, we lost a lot of salt-craving bastards and imbeciles, and plenty of rookies, though we did take the ship. We barely had enough men left afterwards to bring them to the docks. I hate how we’ve fallen to raiding these ships, but after the Captain fell…
We were on the deck of the “Injustice”, with the spray coating those on deck with the sea. I had drawn free-time for this watch, so I was watching the ship make its progress. It was a very sunny day, with no clouds for miles. I loved these views, they almost made the unbelievably stupid people I had to work with bearable. Soon, however, the calm was interrupted as the watchman called out, “Navy ship, off the Port-Stern!” I jumped, and ran to our Port-Side Armaments, awaiting assignment for the coming fight. The Quartermaster told me, “We need some boarders to go ‘fter their weapons, ye in for it?” I nodded, knowing that was probably a better way to survive a fight against a Nation’s ship. Soon, we were circling each other, with each side exchanging rounds. The captain then maneuvered us to board the enemy ship, knowing our best chance to fight this was to kill their crew. At least then our numbers were better suited against their weapons. I jumped aboard the enemy ship, and I was almost instantly backed towards the Stern of their Ship, away from our own by two Burly men wielding Claymores.
I had my trusty Longsword on me, with a Buckler on my left arm, and I knew I was in trouble. I tried to attack the man on the Right, but he simply blocked my blow, and the man on the left swung at me. I blocked that with my shield, and was backed slightly closer to the Stern. However, right before they were about to strike at me from other directions, an arrow sprouted from the back of the man on their right’s head. The Other man was clearly confused by this, and I took the opportunity to teach them a lesson. I looked at who fired the arrow, and it was the captain of the ship. After that, the captain switched to a Pair of Short-swords, and joined the fight. Soon after, we had killed most of the crew, except for their captain and the officers. They were holding the Gun Deck of the ship, with myself, the captain, and half a dozen others pushing them back. As one of the officers tried to show the captain a new meaning of pain through his nether region, I planted my sword in the fertile ground of his neck, ending his journey. After I did this, I saw their captain stick an Estoc into the captain’s torso. After that, everything was a blur for me. I returned to full consciousness with everyone in the room dead, and my sword painted red.
After that, everyone returned to port, we had taken the ship, but had to sink it because we had so few men. Later, we learned that their ship had been following us, and the watchman was an informer. I personally cut out his tongue, and both of his hands off. I went to a bar to try and drink away the memory, where I met a man, named Xenegar. He said, “I see you are rather upset, if your number of empty drinks is anything to judge by. If you wish to leave such memories behind, I am arranging transport to another continent, would you be interested?” I looked at him, chugged what remained of my most recent drink, and nodded my head. “I think that would be about the best idea I’ve heard for the last few years.” He laughs, and we walk out of the tavern together.
Now all I wonder is where my journey will lead me to next. Perhaps Sutica... or Urguan. As long as it takes me away from my past, and I can have a drink, I'll be satisfied with it.
Personality Traits: (what are your character's quirks?; habits?; likes and dislikes?) Likes - Money, Alcohol, the ocean, and gambling.
Dislikes - His past work on sailing ships.
Ambitions: (what does your character aspire to be?) Raisarav aspires to be an entertainer, or guard, so he could collect enough money to soothe his craving for alcohol.
Strengths/Talents: (what is your character really, really good at?) Raisarav is a man of hard labor, and he has seen much upon the seas, which has made him stronger in the years he has been with his now abandoned crew. His main “talent,” would have to be his ability to craft bows, and arrows.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: (what is a skill that your character needs to work on?) Raisarav is an extreme alcoholic, and at most times, cannot go a day with having a drink in his system. With that, he also has the inability to read or write, for he was never taught how to.
Appearance: (what does your character look like?; how tall are they?; hair color?; scars?) Standing at 5’11”. Raisarav is a man with a tanned complexion on his skin, with brown hair and gray eyes. He is mostly seen wearing a dark red uniform.
Skin: (please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin; if you need help, see our screenshot guide here.) http://imgur.com/U8HTLGg