Redstone2020
Legend of Altera
Redstone2020
| Hello, sorry if this posted in the wrong section. I'm new to posting on forums. If this needs to be moved or edited at all, just let me know! Minecraft Username: Redstone2020 Age: 19 Country & Timezone: USA, EST Read the Kings Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides?: Yes Define Metagaming & Powergaming?: Metagaming: Using knowledge not in the game/rp to your advantage. Powergaming: In this case, using rp that specifically helps you/your character unfairly. Do we allow Xray mods or X-Ray texture packs?: No Tell us about yourself!: Hello! My name is Dylan and Ive played Minecraft since about 2012. Im currently in college and am looking for something to get on and enjoy when I have some free time! Im a twin, not identical but we do look alike, and theres a chance one day he might apply too. I used to play the euphonium all throughtout middle school and high school, but stopped at college because I dont plan on pursuing music for my end career. Lastly, after college I plan on joining the Army; for a long time or just my required 8 years I'm not sure, but I guess I'll find out when I get there. ALSO very important for me to mention: My schedule is very busy and my playtime can/will be short some weeks. I would like it to be known that I hope to become a merchant on this server, so incase I do go through a period of time where I can not play it might be seen as a "long voyage" to keep RP rather than me simply being inactive. Just thought I would let you know before hand. Referral: No one referred me, I just looked up roleplay servers. ________________________________________ {Character Section} Character Name: Redmond Age: 20 Race: Human/Sangrian Appearance: Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Dark Brown Skin Color: White? (Peach technically) Face: Soft, young looking Body type: Nothing too impressive, but nothing to be embarrassed about either. The average healthy male. Clothes: A white worker's undershirt with a set of brown pants and gray workers boots. (Optional) Picture of the Skin: Attach on the thread Written Test (Min: 400 words): Redmond was born in a quiet seaside village to his fisherman father and shopkeep mother. As a boy he spent his days sneaking out of school, swooning the local young women, and participating in shall we say… small acts of permanent borrow-ship when it suited him and his family best. His father tried hard to bring in nothing but the best catch for his family and shop, but the sea was often an unforgiving partner. Weeks of not a single tung on his line or crustacean in his nets; it began to worry him. This worry spread through the town as well. Being a predominately fishing town, more and more people were forced to lay down their family tradition of scowering the coastal waters; in search of new work such as labor men and factory workers in towns more inland. As the years went on and the situation got worse, his mother had to close down her store because there wasn’t enough gold coming through. Redmond saw his parent’s, and the town’s, despair and could do nothing to stop it. Nothing yet anyway. One day as he was walking the docks, quietly eyeing the buckets of the few remaining fisherman to see if any had a good catch, he noticed a finely dressed man around his thirties walking up to one of the fishermen. Redmond, knowing the fisherman to enjoy their privacy, decided to sit back and watch this obviously out-of-town man get very harshly blown off. Maybe even thrown in the water if he was lucky, it’d been a while since he had a good laugh. Yet, when the man approached the fisherman, he did something unexpected: he lunged at him. Redmond, slightly panicking, almost ran to the fisherman’s aid but when the two men hit the ground the merchant exclaimed loudly, “What are you doing man?!” The fisherman was in shock, as everyone else was on the dock. The merchant got up, brushed off his coat, and looked nervously at the water. “Did you not see that beast almost jump up and drag you in the water?!” “No I- I had no clue!”, replied the fisherman. “Look good sir, because of this drought of food a new species called ‘alligators’ are now coming closer and closer to look for food. Luckily, I have just the thing for you men.” The merchant pulled out multiple tiny, orange pins in his hand and raised one in the air for all to see. “This! This is what keeps those beasts from attacking hard working men like yourselves. Just one copper coin and you may call it yours,” he said robotically. Like he’d said it before many times. During this, he took one and waved it over the edge of the dock as if driving away these ‘beasts’ he was describing in harsh detail. Redmond knew he had heard the name of this beast before, but something seemed off. Leaving the scene as the fisherman hurriedly skimmed their pockets for coins, he ran home and found an old book his father had purchased a while back listing, as far as Redmond knew, most of the known water-life in the land. Flipping threw the pages he found what he was looking for, and his suspicions were right: alligators don’t live in the ocean. That man had lied to those poor fishermen, taking what was now the equivalent of a week’s earnings from them. Redmond was furious and realized then and there that men like that merchant would stoop as low as they possibly could just to take even one copper from a man less fortunate than they. So why not turn the tables? He vowed to one day go to the richest place he could find and swindle them of all they had, so maybe they’d get a taste of what people like the inhabitants of his village had to live through every day. The rest of course, is yet to come. |
