Minecraft Username
Riamz
Age
17
Country
Australia.
Read the King's Law, Tome of Citizenship, Official Lore, and the Survival Guides.
yes.
Define metagaming and powergaming
powergaming is drawing strength, skill or power from nothing or doing actions that would not be plausible with the character's limitations. metagaming is using out of character knowledge to your advantage.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
you are not allowed.
Server mentors
223hero7 (223Hero7)
Cukie1 (Cukie1, Fjor_Wilkstrom)
Snerus (Snerus)
Squidziod (Squidziod, DoolinDesperado)
Paint (ShadowAdmin, DougDimmmadome)
Niko (SirNicholas14)
A bit about me.
Hi I was looking for a minecraft server that had serious roleplay where I could have a semi casual attendance, I'm in college I take textiles, music, art, english and languages inherently I like writing music art and I guess textiles, I have a lot to say about myself as I'm pretty self-absorbed so if you want to know more just PM me.
Examples of my work.
I have a tumblr you could PM me for a link I post some art there but it's pretty sub par and you will definitely see some of the stuff I upload later, side note for question ten I found Hollowworld through google searching for RP servers.
Character
Name: Ricky Mickey
Age: 16
Race: Halfling
Appearance
Face: sunken eyes stained with dark bags upon pale white skin an angular nose striped with a belt of freckles and extremely dark brown hair messily tousled just covering his thick almost black eyebrow finishing the roundish face are pale pink lips.
Height: 4ft
Equipment: a buckler shield fitted with a makeshift enarmes so that the tiny Halfing can use it like a proper shield, a dagger which is equivalent to a short sword due to size, a pouch fastened to his hip full of walnut sized stone and a bag on his back to carry rope, and other survival necessities like flint and steel in addition an oversized cloak which can be used as a sleeping bag.
Story
so for my test thing I wanted to try something new and try something from a first person perspective giving a look into the mind of Ricky with his straight forward and simple attitude however shows the development of how he will now be very methodical in future becoming a stickler for procedure when taking care of business.
“My name is Ricky the Mickey”
“People call me that because I take the Mickey out of them, you know? The piss”
A large boat is sailing towards unknown a large landmass, within the boat a tiny Halfing is hidden, nestled between suitcases and luggage his squashed arms holding a feathered quill furiously writing before the ship reaches land.
“It’s also my given name but trust me it’s got nothing to do with that”
“Anyway my story starts when I was birthed by my strumpet of a mother, not sure who my father was kinda disappointed as I clearly take after him with the good looks and however I digress”
“The point is I was born in this world, now I got to put up with it.”
“Funny thing is though I’m quite the optimist, I mean we’re all going to die it wasn’t our choice might as well try and enjoy it, now don’t get me wrong I’m not the type to drink I think it’s stupid you’re slowing your brain down it’s beyond stupid. I’m a thinker, street smarts it’s what keeps someone alive I don’t care for your fancy sword work or daft magic I’d rather just hurl a belt at you and trust me I will.”
“Anyway I’m going somewhere I don’t know where but it’s definitely somewhere getting away from my home I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“......”
“Ah what the hell I have time, basically I was passing the local tavern I was on a job for some secret contact you could say I was meant to borrow something or rough some brethren up anyway a codger stumbles out of the tavern very drunk being charitable I escort him home borrowing a few coins along the way”
“And I’ll be damned he was pretty darn rich I waited for him to sober up a bit and forced him to give me a job good pay anyway I go up to the target rough him up and leave.”
“All fine and dandy, until you find out the man you just roughed up was your first client and the man you helped was your original target.”
“Now turns out word gets around fast the fact that I was hired by both the prominent mobs didn’t sound good on my track record especially since they both think I was going to double cross them.”
“I guess you could say I’m on this boat due to fear but I truly believe it’s due to necessity anyway I think I’m near the shore I best be off if you find this I’m probably dead or I lost it anyway I now know to be very careful...”
The Halfling closes the journal preparing to escape the boat.
Riamz
Age
17
Country
Australia.
Read the King's Law, Tome of Citizenship, Official Lore, and the Survival Guides.
yes.
Define metagaming and powergaming
powergaming is drawing strength, skill or power from nothing or doing actions that would not be plausible with the character's limitations. metagaming is using out of character knowledge to your advantage.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
you are not allowed.
Server mentors
223hero7 (223Hero7)
Cukie1 (Cukie1, Fjor_Wilkstrom)
Snerus (Snerus)
Squidziod (Squidziod, DoolinDesperado)
Paint (ShadowAdmin, DougDimmmadome)
Niko (SirNicholas14)
A bit about me.
Hi I was looking for a minecraft server that had serious roleplay where I could have a semi casual attendance, I'm in college I take textiles, music, art, english and languages inherently I like writing music art and I guess textiles, I have a lot to say about myself as I'm pretty self-absorbed so if you want to know more just PM me.
Examples of my work.
I have a tumblr you could PM me for a link I post some art there but it's pretty sub par and you will definitely see some of the stuff I upload later, side note for question ten I found Hollowworld through google searching for RP servers.
Character
Name: Ricky Mickey
Age: 16
Race: Halfling
Appearance
Face: sunken eyes stained with dark bags upon pale white skin an angular nose striped with a belt of freckles and extremely dark brown hair messily tousled just covering his thick almost black eyebrow finishing the roundish face are pale pink lips.
Height: 4ft
Equipment: a buckler shield fitted with a makeshift enarmes so that the tiny Halfing can use it like a proper shield, a dagger which is equivalent to a short sword due to size, a pouch fastened to his hip full of walnut sized stone and a bag on his back to carry rope, and other survival necessities like flint and steel in addition an oversized cloak which can be used as a sleeping bag.
Story
so for my test thing I wanted to try something new and try something from a first person perspective giving a look into the mind of Ricky with his straight forward and simple attitude however shows the development of how he will now be very methodical in future becoming a stickler for procedure when taking care of business.
“My name is Ricky the Mickey”
“People call me that because I take the Mickey out of them, you know? The piss”
A large boat is sailing towards unknown a large landmass, within the boat a tiny Halfing is hidden, nestled between suitcases and luggage his squashed arms holding a feathered quill furiously writing before the ship reaches land.
“It’s also my given name but trust me it’s got nothing to do with that”
“Anyway my story starts when I was birthed by my strumpet of a mother, not sure who my father was kinda disappointed as I clearly take after him with the good looks and however I digress”
“The point is I was born in this world, now I got to put up with it.”
“Funny thing is though I’m quite the optimist, I mean we’re all going to die it wasn’t our choice might as well try and enjoy it, now don’t get me wrong I’m not the type to drink I think it’s stupid you’re slowing your brain down it’s beyond stupid. I’m a thinker, street smarts it’s what keeps someone alive I don’t care for your fancy sword work or daft magic I’d rather just hurl a belt at you and trust me I will.”
“Anyway I’m going somewhere I don’t know where but it’s definitely somewhere getting away from my home I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“......”
“Ah what the hell I have time, basically I was passing the local tavern I was on a job for some secret contact you could say I was meant to borrow something or rough some brethren up anyway a codger stumbles out of the tavern very drunk being charitable I escort him home borrowing a few coins along the way”
“And I’ll be damned he was pretty darn rich I waited for him to sober up a bit and forced him to give me a job good pay anyway I go up to the target rough him up and leave.”
“All fine and dandy, until you find out the man you just roughed up was your first client and the man you helped was your original target.”
“Now turns out word gets around fast the fact that I was hired by both the prominent mobs didn’t sound good on my track record especially since they both think I was going to double cross them.”
“I guess you could say I’m on this boat due to fear but I truly believe it’s due to necessity anyway I think I’m near the shore I best be off if you find this I’m probably dead or I lost it anyway I now know to be very careful...”
The Halfling closes the journal preparing to escape the boat.
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