1. What is your Minecraft username?
> 4eyed
2. How old are you?
> 18
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
> US, HST (Hawaii Standard Time).
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 strictly OOC knowledge for IC benefit.
Powergaming is a lack of input on behalf of one or more parties, a power imbalance, or imposed consequences for total domination of an IC scenario.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
> no
7. Tell us about yourself! Do you have any examples of your work?
> i do professional block roleplay here's a little tidbit
"
There was a ringing noise, at first impact, which only worsened with the second. Even after staggering from a crawl into an unsteady walk; it seemed the insistent sound would just not stop, as it continued to spitefully buzz on. Stumbling onward, she brushed her hand over the side of their head and found with vague alarm it came dripping away with a bright, hot liquid. The absent thought that suddenly came to mind was a grim reminder of her circumstances. Blood.
The wooden planking underneath the her feet seemed unsteady, wailing underneath her weight with a hollow creak. In the distance, somewhere overhead, there was a sudden shout and a clatter. It came to her ears as no more than the whispering breezes that rolled over her skin, blowing the steady rivulets of blood trickling down her chin down onto the deck below. The roaring of the ringing was more than a church bell's clang! As her vision began to grow fuzzy, ears hot - it all became a little much to bear. Yet still, a stubborn nature within dictated defiance: clenching her hands into violent fists. fueled on fury, she continued forward.
It was with a lurching sigh and a sudden spurt that she finally toppled over a few moments later. She went out cold as her skull made a final, third impact with another unforgiving surface.
Everything was dark.
The rocks underneath her bare skin were cool to the touch, soothing. Her head still felt hot, but for the life of her - she couldn't remember why. Simply exhausted, the husk of a woman laid there for a few minutes; relaxing within the peaceful, empty feeling that shortly washed over her. There was nothing. Not even a lick of information came to her, though she tried - something, anything - but for some reason, that fact was more comforting than it was alarming.
After another deep breath in, a voice came to her. Whispers. With a certain slowness, she finally rose to sit up and observe the dim, ebbing glow that came from the sounds of trickling water nearby. It sloped onward, and into darkness below. Fixated by the fascinating sight, she observed in silence; processing the strange voice, before she slowly rose to her feet and stood tall. Something about it was familiar.
An innate urge came to her, then. Onwards, she paced towards the endless glow coming from further within before she knew to question it.
"Jump." It said. Though her legs briefly froze up in hesitation, it was not long before that same instinct took over. The ground beneath her passed on by: in a mere moment, she was in free fall. This all, of course, before the depths came rushing towards her. Suddenly, the glow was too bright for her light-sensitive gaze to take - and as her eyes closed, she let out a fearful cry.
Something soft and plush caught her in it's warm embrace, as the woman shuddered briefly; her body still tense with the feeling of the phantom rush it had experienced during her tumble. However, as she slowly peeled open her eyes - her body immediately relaxed at the sight at which she soon beheld.
"Welcome home, faithful one."
"
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
> google.com
> 4eyed
2. How old are you?
> 18
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
> US, HST (Hawaii Standard Time).
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 strictly OOC knowledge for IC benefit.
Powergaming is a lack of input on behalf of one or more parties, a power imbalance, or imposed consequences for total domination of an IC scenario.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
> no
7. Tell us about yourself! Do you have any examples of your work?
> i do professional block roleplay here's a little tidbit
"
There was a ringing noise, at first impact, which only worsened with the second. Even after staggering from a crawl into an unsteady walk; it seemed the insistent sound would just not stop, as it continued to spitefully buzz on. Stumbling onward, she brushed her hand over the side of their head and found with vague alarm it came dripping away with a bright, hot liquid. The absent thought that suddenly came to mind was a grim reminder of her circumstances. Blood.
The wooden planking underneath the her feet seemed unsteady, wailing underneath her weight with a hollow creak. In the distance, somewhere overhead, there was a sudden shout and a clatter. It came to her ears as no more than the whispering breezes that rolled over her skin, blowing the steady rivulets of blood trickling down her chin down onto the deck below. The roaring of the ringing was more than a church bell's clang! As her vision began to grow fuzzy, ears hot - it all became a little much to bear. Yet still, a stubborn nature within dictated defiance: clenching her hands into violent fists. fueled on fury, she continued forward.
It was with a lurching sigh and a sudden spurt that she finally toppled over a few moments later. She went out cold as her skull made a final, third impact with another unforgiving surface.
Everything was dark.
The rocks underneath her bare skin were cool to the touch, soothing. Her head still felt hot, but for the life of her - she couldn't remember why. Simply exhausted, the husk of a woman laid there for a few minutes; relaxing within the peaceful, empty feeling that shortly washed over her. There was nothing. Not even a lick of information came to her, though she tried - something, anything - but for some reason, that fact was more comforting than it was alarming.
After another deep breath in, a voice came to her. Whispers. With a certain slowness, she finally rose to sit up and observe the dim, ebbing glow that came from the sounds of trickling water nearby. It sloped onward, and into darkness below. Fixated by the fascinating sight, she observed in silence; processing the strange voice, before she slowly rose to her feet and stood tall. Something about it was familiar.
An innate urge came to her, then. Onwards, she paced towards the endless glow coming from further within before she knew to question it.
"Jump." It said. Though her legs briefly froze up in hesitation, it was not long before that same instinct took over. The ground beneath her passed on by: in a mere moment, she was in free fall. This all, of course, before the depths came rushing towards her. Suddenly, the glow was too bright for her light-sensitive gaze to take - and as her eyes closed, she let out a fearful cry.
Something soft and plush caught her in it's warm embrace, as the woman shuddered briefly; her body still tense with the feeling of the phantom rush it had experienced during her tumble. However, as she slowly peeled open her eyes - her body immediately relaxed at the sight at which she soon beheld.
"Welcome home, faithful one."
"
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
> google.com
