Emerina
Villager
1. What is your Minecraft username?
emerina
2. How old are you?
19
3. What country are you from?
Canada
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming is using outside resources such as forms or PM for information that your character would have no reason to know and powergaming is forcing another players actions through your roleplay, normally without their consent.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Niko
8. Tell us about yourself!
I have been roleplaying in various games over my life time, the most prominent have been world of Warcraft and minecraft but others have been present. I listen to many types of music but mostly indie rock. I play many interments such as piano, guitar, flute and violin. Most of the video games that I play are made for relaxation and i tend to stray away from more competitive games. My favorite band is the national.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
No
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
No
About Your Character!
Character Name:
Rinea Altina
Character Age:
11
Character Race:
Human-Anhalder
Appearance:
Rinea is a petite child for her age. She is 4'6" tall and weighs 86 lbs. she has dark brown hair and dark green eyes. Her hair goes down to her waist that is normally held in a braid or tied back.Her skin is pale. Her usual attire consists long tight dresses that frill out at the bottom.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test!
Rinea looked up from her study to see the sun setting over the horizon. She knew that her bed time was nearing and that she best get ready. She closed the book that she was reading and placed it on the shelf. as her hand slowly released the book to set it back into its place her fingers dragged past the other books on the shelf as she read each and every individual title as she passed by it. she slowly walked down the book shelf as her fingers elevated to the larger books that stuck out more and slid down into the cannons that the smaller books made. Rinea's father was a scholar and taught her to read from when she was four. He was also a collector of books. He had books that no one would have heard of have they not seen it to rare books that would fetch a high price purely from ascetics. As she approached the far end of the bookshelf her hand stopped at a thick wood frame that separated the open section of the book shelf from a glass door that covered a small fraction of it. Behind the glass was her father's prized books that he would only take out as a conversation starter when company was over. Rinea's index finger slowly moved onto the glass followed by the rest of her hand. she walked along the glass with her hand raised slightly over the glass as to not leave any smudges that her father hated. as she read the tittles of the books they got increasingly harder to read as they began glistening from gold foiling writing out the words to the letters being in such a curvature that she could not tell the letters apart. as she went a little farther it became more evident that some of the books were not Rede or Handel like she was used to reading. As she neared the door to the room she also neared the door to the glass. as she passed by her hand slid across the knob and her fingers caught themselves on it. Rinea held her hand on the knob as she looked forward at the door into the hallway. She leaned forwards to look into the hallway to see if anyone was on their way. After determining that she was alone for a bit her hand opened the glass very slowly and carefully to not make any noise as her other hand collected the first book that was in her path. After closing the glass Rinea held the book closely to her chest and walked frantically to her desk. She opened the book to words that were totally foreign to her. She attempted to mouth the words as if trying to read them in her own tongue. The words did not come easy to her lips nor did they sound right.Under her the words that she spoke to herself footsteps came from down the hall. Rinea quickly slammed the cover of the book down and ran it over to the book shelf to place it back before her father would see and readied herself for bed.
emerina
2. How old are you?
19
3. What country are you from?
Canada
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming is using outside resources such as forms or PM for information that your character would have no reason to know and powergaming is forcing another players actions through your roleplay, normally without their consent.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Niko
8. Tell us about yourself!
I have been roleplaying in various games over my life time, the most prominent have been world of Warcraft and minecraft but others have been present. I listen to many types of music but mostly indie rock. I play many interments such as piano, guitar, flute and violin. Most of the video games that I play are made for relaxation and i tend to stray away from more competitive games. My favorite band is the national.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
No
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
No
About Your Character!
Character Name:
Rinea Altina
Character Age:
11
Character Race:
Human-Anhalder
Appearance:
Rinea is a petite child for her age. She is 4'6" tall and weighs 86 lbs. she has dark brown hair and dark green eyes. Her hair goes down to her waist that is normally held in a braid or tied back.Her skin is pale. Her usual attire consists long tight dresses that frill out at the bottom.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test!
Rinea looked up from her study to see the sun setting over the horizon. She knew that her bed time was nearing and that she best get ready. She closed the book that she was reading and placed it on the shelf. as her hand slowly released the book to set it back into its place her fingers dragged past the other books on the shelf as she read each and every individual title as she passed by it. she slowly walked down the book shelf as her fingers elevated to the larger books that stuck out more and slid down into the cannons that the smaller books made. Rinea's father was a scholar and taught her to read from when she was four. He was also a collector of books. He had books that no one would have heard of have they not seen it to rare books that would fetch a high price purely from ascetics. As she approached the far end of the bookshelf her hand stopped at a thick wood frame that separated the open section of the book shelf from a glass door that covered a small fraction of it. Behind the glass was her father's prized books that he would only take out as a conversation starter when company was over. Rinea's index finger slowly moved onto the glass followed by the rest of her hand. she walked along the glass with her hand raised slightly over the glass as to not leave any smudges that her father hated. as she read the tittles of the books they got increasingly harder to read as they began glistening from gold foiling writing out the words to the letters being in such a curvature that she could not tell the letters apart. as she went a little farther it became more evident that some of the books were not Rede or Handel like she was used to reading. As she neared the door to the room she also neared the door to the glass. as she passed by her hand slid across the knob and her fingers caught themselves on it. Rinea held her hand on the knob as she looked forward at the door into the hallway. She leaned forwards to look into the hallway to see if anyone was on their way. After determining that she was alone for a bit her hand opened the glass very slowly and carefully to not make any noise as her other hand collected the first book that was in her path. After closing the glass Rinea held the book closely to her chest and walked frantically to her desk. She opened the book to words that were totally foreign to her. She attempted to mouth the words as if trying to read them in her own tongue. The words did not come easy to her lips nor did they sound right.Under her the words that she spoke to herself footsteps came from down the hall. Rinea quickly slammed the cover of the book down and ran it over to the book shelf to place it back before her father would see and readied herself for bed.
