KingVictoria
Villager
1. What is your Minecraft username?
bbgun09
2. How old are you?
19
3. What country are you from?
Born in the UK, raised in the US.
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes, as best I can, and I have them all bookmarked if I need them in the future.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming is your character using knowledge they could not have gained IC (knowledge you gained OOC). Powergaming is sort of a loose term, but mainly revolves around removing the agency of other players--but it can also refer to simply roleplaying things that are overpowered ("and suddenly an army of fifty soldiers spring out of the forest to come to my aid!" etc.).
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No, nor do you allow any mod which would give a player an unfair advantage over another. Though you do allow some mods.
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
223Hero7
8. Tell us about yourself!
I'm a computer science college student, currently studying to (hopefully) get into the video game industry--that's been my dream for a while. I love to sing, and it's a bit of a tradition on my father's side of the family (my mother's the one with the music degree though). I've been an avid worldbuilder since I was in middle school, though most of my work has never been used in anything. I'm currently the loremaster for a minecraft server called "CivEx" that is currently in development. It is a CivCraft-style server (rather difficult to describe the genre as it's kind of niche, but its essentially a nation-building server with hardcore pvp thrown in--we're adding some RPG elements to the formula however, to spice things up). I'm also helping with the development side of things there, which is quite a lot of fun.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
Here's some of my building, though it is a modern style:
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
No, I was actually trying to find out what happened to another roleplay server I used to play on, but it got shut down. It was called Uthrandir I believe? I missed it quite a lot, so I figured I would try to find another server like it. After a while your website just came up in google.
About Your Character:
Character Name:
Zuno Applebottom
Character Age:
17
Character Race:
Halfling
Appearance:
Male, short at 3'5" and light at a mere 50 Ibs. Even amongst his kin Zuno is quite small and this has proven problematic for him in the past. Grey eyes and freckles match his short ginger hair, with no beard to speak of. He wears an old, brown linen tunic and long dark grey trousers (relative to his size) and a pair of worn out grey boots. He carries a pack with him at nearly all times which often holds food for two nights, a balled up hammock and blanket for the road, and an old journal which he has kept for many seasons in which he records his travels.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test:
The fire was rather pitiful this evening--leave it to a Bolger to bungle it up. Zuno watched from the side of the road as Seredoc Bolger desperately ran around the campsite looking for twigs to put on the dying fire. He loved kindling, but he rarely had the chance. This evening it was his family's job to unload the caravan as the Merilets and the Bolgers set up the campsite.
The band of three families had traveled together for nearly twenty winters, just shy of five years longer than Zuno had been alive. From city to city they traveled as merchants, ferrying goods from the furthest reaches of the world. Although he was well travelled, he spent little time in the cities on his own. Much of his life was spent on the long journeys between settlements. The life of the merchant's son seemed so utterly dull in these times. The Bolgers weren't much for talking, but there was the sweet Merilet Merla with whom he often spoke for long hours into the night. Since they were young they were known for getting into mischief together, though their supposed antics were rarely of his doing whatsoever, he would just take the fall with her.
Thinking of Merla, Zuno had managed to quite entirely lose focus on the task at hand, and it wasn't long before his mother was at him to pick up another barrel or else he would be digging the privy on his own. He quickly got back to work unloading the caravan, and even tied up the draught animals without a single call for help, he knew very well that his mother was not one to make threats without following through.
***
After a light dinner, the three families head off to bed. Zuno said waved a goodnight to Merla. He had a difficult time sleeping that night. Almost like clockwork he woke up each hour to hear the soft chorus of insects in all directions. Each time he would roll around in his hammock, briefly glancing out at the camp. It was a long night.
As the sky began to slowly brighten as twilight approached dawn he gave up sleep for the night. Perhaps he would get some on the road, though he knew that he could never quite get the hang of it--resting on the road. He was quite jealous of Merla for her ability to fall utterly unconscious in nearly any situation. He saw his mother was by the fire pit already, whispering a slow prayer to the gods, holding her small gold amulet of Jax in both hands. He knew already what she must be praying for. Soon, less than two years from now, Zuno will be of age to begin his own life's journey. It is a piece of their identity they have been able to hold on to for generations, despite all their race has lost, and thus his family, in this small way, stick to it. She is worried that he will never come back--not an uncommon thing to worry about perhaps, given their situation.
Zuno doesn't believe so, however. He will go out and see the world, indeed, but he will come back one day to put a band on Merla's finger. Of that, he is certain.
bbgun09
2. How old are you?
19
3. What country are you from?
Born in the UK, raised in the US.
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes, as best I can, and I have them all bookmarked if I need them in the future.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming is your character using knowledge they could not have gained IC (knowledge you gained OOC). Powergaming is sort of a loose term, but mainly revolves around removing the agency of other players--but it can also refer to simply roleplaying things that are overpowered ("and suddenly an army of fifty soldiers spring out of the forest to come to my aid!" etc.).
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No, nor do you allow any mod which would give a player an unfair advantage over another. Though you do allow some mods.
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
223Hero7
8. Tell us about yourself!
I'm a computer science college student, currently studying to (hopefully) get into the video game industry--that's been my dream for a while. I love to sing, and it's a bit of a tradition on my father's side of the family (my mother's the one with the music degree though). I've been an avid worldbuilder since I was in middle school, though most of my work has never been used in anything. I'm currently the loremaster for a minecraft server called "CivEx" that is currently in development. It is a CivCraft-style server (rather difficult to describe the genre as it's kind of niche, but its essentially a nation-building server with hardcore pvp thrown in--we're adding some RPG elements to the formula however, to spice things up). I'm also helping with the development side of things there, which is quite a lot of fun.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
Here's some of my building, though it is a modern style:
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
No, I was actually trying to find out what happened to another roleplay server I used to play on, but it got shut down. It was called Uthrandir I believe? I missed it quite a lot, so I figured I would try to find another server like it. After a while your website just came up in google.
About Your Character:
Character Name:
Zuno Applebottom
Character Age:
17
Character Race:
Halfling
Appearance:
Male, short at 3'5" and light at a mere 50 Ibs. Even amongst his kin Zuno is quite small and this has proven problematic for him in the past. Grey eyes and freckles match his short ginger hair, with no beard to speak of. He wears an old, brown linen tunic and long dark grey trousers (relative to his size) and a pair of worn out grey boots. He carries a pack with him at nearly all times which often holds food for two nights, a balled up hammock and blanket for the road, and an old journal which he has kept for many seasons in which he records his travels.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test:
The fire was rather pitiful this evening--leave it to a Bolger to bungle it up. Zuno watched from the side of the road as Seredoc Bolger desperately ran around the campsite looking for twigs to put on the dying fire. He loved kindling, but he rarely had the chance. This evening it was his family's job to unload the caravan as the Merilets and the Bolgers set up the campsite.
The band of three families had traveled together for nearly twenty winters, just shy of five years longer than Zuno had been alive. From city to city they traveled as merchants, ferrying goods from the furthest reaches of the world. Although he was well travelled, he spent little time in the cities on his own. Much of his life was spent on the long journeys between settlements. The life of the merchant's son seemed so utterly dull in these times. The Bolgers weren't much for talking, but there was the sweet Merilet Merla with whom he often spoke for long hours into the night. Since they were young they were known for getting into mischief together, though their supposed antics were rarely of his doing whatsoever, he would just take the fall with her.
Thinking of Merla, Zuno had managed to quite entirely lose focus on the task at hand, and it wasn't long before his mother was at him to pick up another barrel or else he would be digging the privy on his own. He quickly got back to work unloading the caravan, and even tied up the draught animals without a single call for help, he knew very well that his mother was not one to make threats without following through.
***
After a light dinner, the three families head off to bed. Zuno said waved a goodnight to Merla. He had a difficult time sleeping that night. Almost like clockwork he woke up each hour to hear the soft chorus of insects in all directions. Each time he would roll around in his hammock, briefly glancing out at the camp. It was a long night.
As the sky began to slowly brighten as twilight approached dawn he gave up sleep for the night. Perhaps he would get some on the road, though he knew that he could never quite get the hang of it--resting on the road. He was quite jealous of Merla for her ability to fall utterly unconscious in nearly any situation. He saw his mother was by the fire pit already, whispering a slow prayer to the gods, holding her small gold amulet of Jax in both hands. He knew already what she must be praying for. Soon, less than two years from now, Zuno will be of age to begin his own life's journey. It is a piece of their identity they have been able to hold on to for generations, despite all their race has lost, and thus his family, in this small way, stick to it. She is worried that he will never come back--not an uncommon thing to worry about perhaps, given their situation.
Zuno doesn't believe so, however. He will go out and see the world, indeed, but he will come back one day to put a band on Merla's finger. Of that, he is certain.