dangerz0ne

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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?: dangerz0ne

What timezone are you in?: UTC - 6 (Missouri)

How old are you?: 16

Are you aware the content and interactions on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13? (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes.

Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes.

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No metagaming. Metagaming always irks me and makes me lose trust in sharing information OOCly.

Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): 

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: A long time ago, practically everywhere. It used to (and might still be) synonymous with MCRP. I just never got around to joining.

Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): I feel that I may have applied a year or two or three back, but I don't really have the resources or the willpower to search for said app. I don't remember my old login, but if it's an absolute necessity, I will dig around and try to find it.

Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Yes.

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?: The art of 'hopping into the shoes' of a character and playing someone or something that isn't yourself. You play a role, hence why it's called role-playing.

What is metagaming?: Using information you learned from an OOC source ICly, such as hearing about a secret event through messages and then going to attend said secret event.

What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Making your character un-beatable, / not giving players a chance to emote. I.e., walking up to someone, emoting drawing your sword, and then slicing their head off without giving them a chance to react.

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?) Gungo, the Fool

Character’s sex: (male or female?) Male

Character’s race: (you can find all the playable races here.) Olog Orc

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!) Born thirty-six years ago on the outskirts of the now-nation of Krugmar on a blazing hot summer's day.

Biography  (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to the server lore): (where does your character come from?; where have they traveled to?; what year were they born in? et cetera.) 

Travelling the desert on the footsteps of the lands of Krugmar was a pack of Ologs, accompanied by two Uruks that communicated for the troll-like Orcs, making up for their incoherent groans and grumbles. On a blazing morning, in the midst of a particularly powerful heat wave, a female Orc from the pack had begun screaming and shouting fiercely. Although she was more of a brood slave than a fighter, they hadn't known she was pregnant, they had dismissed her swelling belly as obesity and her lack of menstrual cycle as 'lady-problems' that the savage bunch'd had no way of understanding. Either way, that afternoon she'd give birth to the Olog later labeled 'Gungo,' on the hot sand a few feet away from a dried camel carcass being slowly eaten away at by flies.

He would be dropped off at the Orcish nursery of sorts, if you could call it that. In reality, it was hell. It was a vast structure with rickety walls and a ceiling that nearly flies off with every gust of wind. Instead of toys, they have sharpened sticks that the children often bludgeon each other with, as well as indentations on the walls for the Orcs to climb on without any sort of safety precaution, as well as heavy, wooden balls that the Orcs would often throw at each other. Moderating the children was an elderly goblin with a beard that tickled his belly button, whose first priority was smoking cactus green day and night, and a towering, fat Olog who tucked the little monsters in every night and 'read' to them, despite not being able to read. Basically, he grunted and shouted at them until they gradually drifted off to sleep.

Three years later, when the child began to enter preadolescence, (assuming that they age faster due to entering adulthood at thirteen) he was picked up by the same pack that had dropped him off. Many times, the Orcs pick up the wrong child due to many of them looking similar, but Gungo was identifiable because he was the largest and because he had a large mole on his left buttcheek. He was taught the way of the primitive hunt, by his Olog relatives, and a disdain for all paleskins. He was taught how to cook horse meat, and how to bash anything and everything over the head with a club. He even was taught that he was a descendant of Krug himself, although his lineage can truly be traced back to a line of bandits and misfits who have gotten no recognition at all, who mostly die horrible violent deaths before they reach the age of fifty.

Despite his pack being vigorous, he was rather lazy. For every three days he'd spend on the road with his pack, he would spend two in the nearest Orcish town, fueling his glutton, buying things he'd have no need for, and sleeping endlessly. Despite being (assumedly, as they'd have no real way of knowing) the son of the rag-tag pack leader, assumed because they were the only members of the pack to have dark, chestnut eyes, they grew tired of him as time went by. He was a burden to the pack, and only dragged them down. And one day, half the pack confronted the leader, demanding his son be given the boot. He'd give in without too much fuss, figuring his relationship with his son couldn't be worth losing a good twenty fighting hands, and when Gungo would check in for his next pit stop, they would abandon him.

Gungo, too heartbroken to see that his father and what he thought were his friends had left him, immediately jumped to assuming that they had been killed off by humans. Humans, of course, had to be the culprit to all his problems, as taught to him. And so he spent several months mourning, stress-eating, and sleeping, before coming to a realization that they'd want him to move on. And so he'd move on, roaming the lands, robbing any unsuspecting paleskin stupid enough to get robbed by Gungo the Fool, and just being a general stupid, green, *******.

Personality Traits: (what are your character's quirks?; habits?; likes and dislikes?)

Gungo is strong, bold, and fearless, although he is stupid, a glutton, and has an irrational hate for every living thing that isn't green.

He likes food, his two calloused hands, clubs, axes, fellow Orcs, every alcoholic drink ever and hot weather.

He dislikes nearly every race that isn't an Orc, fasting, spears (swords for sissies), bows (spears for sissies), common tongue (because he lacks the brainpower to speak it), rain, and sharp things on the ground that cut his feet.

Ambitions: (what does your character aspire to be?)

He dreams of becoming the greatest and most powerful Warchief to ever graze the Isles of Axios, and to enslave every Human and make them suck on the toes of Orcs.

But a more realistic goal of his would be for him to open up his own travelling merchant business. Even this is far-fetched though, due to his inability to communicate efficiently.

Strengths/Talents: (what is your chracter really, really good at?)

Gungo is talented at lifting heavy things, bashing people over the head with clubs, gutting, skinning, and cooking animals, as well as having a liver made of pure steel. (as in he can clean out your whole bar's cabinet before pissing himself and blacking out)

Weaknesses/Inabilities: (what is a skill that your character needs to work on?)

Gungo has terrible communication skills, hates everything that blinks that isn't green, has not-so-good endurance, weighs about a billion-and-a-half pounds, probably has an STD or six, and is almost menacingly ugly.

Appearance: (what does your character look like?; how tall are they?; hair color?; scars?)

Gungo is, to put it bluntly, not attractive. He just looks extremely primitive, like a giant, fat, green caveman. To humans, especially, he has so many warts on his back that witches are jealous. He has very troll-like features, with a small, curved nose, squinted eyes, two yellow molars that protrude out of his mouth, and a quadruple-chin. He stands towering at eight-foot-eleven and weighing in at somewhere around nine-hundred pounds. Gungo is absolutely not built to be a runner. His monster-gut is accumulated from years upon years of drinking the most powerful ales and eating carcass upon carcass upon carcass. In most occasions, he can't be found wearing anything more than a brown leather cow pelt draped over his junk.

http://i.imgur.com/em8Qrkt.jpg

Skin: (please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin; if you need help, see our screenshot guide here.)

http://i.imgur.com/RL0JRXA.png