MiserableGhoul
Villager
1. What is your Minecraft username?
Bonkytheunicorn
2. How old are you?
24 years old
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
USA, central time.
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes I have.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Loosely speaking, metagaming is actively over-powering your player whether in play or in roleplay. Such as giving your player hints/answers that they naturally would not solve on their own. Simply speaking, breaking your written character and overpowering them to 'god-mode'.
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?
Some hobbies include writing, reading, art, and my work (coffee shop). I thrive off of creative minds and constantly seek out more creative people. As far as roleplaying, I have not in a few years (college/higher education is a fun time) but I'm looking forward to learning and evolving.
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
I was recommended by another roleplayer.
Character portion
Character Name:
Juniper Cadreal Valor
Character Age:
74
Character Race:
Forest Elf
Appearance:
Standing at a rather tall height, her forest elf heritage is easily surmised along with her slender and sunkissed frame--she's pretty standard. Her hair is long and wild, pulled back in a poorly made braid--she cares little for her hair, despite its long nature, and will often leave it braided with nature to avoid having to mess with it. Her eyes are as dark as the forest that she resides in---dark, alive, and often unforgiving. Her youthful skin and a lack of scars often gives her young age away---she hasn't had an intense amount of hardship, but her eyes harbor a fire.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test!
At the first call to hunt, Juniper volunteers---she’s drawn to help her peers, to feed her people, to work as a unit. It’s the way of her people, to find a need and to fill that role. She is young and yet does not understand her role in her world, so every opportunity is a chance to prove she is helpful. However, Juniper’s choice to hunt is more than that. Any chance to travel through the forest is a desired task for Juniper; it’s her home and she’s drawn to its roots more than any other force.
She takes basic tools with her with the belief that the forest will provide; she looks at her tools--built from the stone and wood that was created with purpose and little waste. Her people take what is absolutely needed and always give back to the surrounding creatures; they would be a fool to assume the forest only provides for them.
She sets off at the break of dawn--giving herself the maximum amount of sunlight time to reach the hunting grounds to avoid the beasts that seek to destroy all life. These beasts are unlike the other forest dwellers; they seek vengeance on creatures with souls---wanting to put away with anything that breathes, moves, exists. If the beasts had their way---the forest would be gone. These are thoughts Juniper tries to avoid--the idea that a beast could exist to only destroy puzzles her young, naive mind.
Running through the forest, It takes little effort for her slender, tall frame to reach the middle. She barely breaks a sweat as she makes the middle clearing---she stops and breathes. She looks up at the bright sky, then back to her home; the trees.
Standing tall in the clearing, Juniper let’s her long, dark brown hair out of the messy braid. She delicately de-tangles the leaves from her hair before braiding it again and tossing it over her shoulder. Her dark green hues scan the forest, she’s studying the forest; communing with the spirits and life that dwells here. She’s always believed the spirits of the elves still remain here---they guide their people and if willing, will protect their species from extinction.
It is these reasons that Juniper Valor does not fear death---it is not the end all in the forest, but merely a passing of energy into another form. This is why she must remain in the forest, why she must protect it:
The forest is life.
The forest is home.
Bonkytheunicorn
2. How old are you?
24 years old
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
USA, central time.
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
Yes I have.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Loosely speaking, metagaming is actively over-powering your player whether in play or in roleplay. Such as giving your player hints/answers that they naturally would not solve on their own. Simply speaking, breaking your written character and overpowering them to 'god-mode'.
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?
Some hobbies include writing, reading, art, and my work (coffee shop). I thrive off of creative minds and constantly seek out more creative people. As far as roleplaying, I have not in a few years (college/higher education is a fun time) but I'm looking forward to learning and evolving.
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
I was recommended by another roleplayer.
Character portion
Character Name:
Juniper Cadreal Valor
Character Age:
74
Character Race:
Forest Elf
Appearance:
Standing at a rather tall height, her forest elf heritage is easily surmised along with her slender and sunkissed frame--she's pretty standard. Her hair is long and wild, pulled back in a poorly made braid--she cares little for her hair, despite its long nature, and will often leave it braided with nature to avoid having to mess with it. Her eyes are as dark as the forest that she resides in---dark, alive, and often unforgiving. Her youthful skin and a lack of scars often gives her young age away---she hasn't had an intense amount of hardship, but her eyes harbor a fire.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Written Test!
At the first call to hunt, Juniper volunteers---she’s drawn to help her peers, to feed her people, to work as a unit. It’s the way of her people, to find a need and to fill that role. She is young and yet does not understand her role in her world, so every opportunity is a chance to prove she is helpful. However, Juniper’s choice to hunt is more than that. Any chance to travel through the forest is a desired task for Juniper; it’s her home and she’s drawn to its roots more than any other force.
She takes basic tools with her with the belief that the forest will provide; she looks at her tools--built from the stone and wood that was created with purpose and little waste. Her people take what is absolutely needed and always give back to the surrounding creatures; they would be a fool to assume the forest only provides for them.
She sets off at the break of dawn--giving herself the maximum amount of sunlight time to reach the hunting grounds to avoid the beasts that seek to destroy all life. These beasts are unlike the other forest dwellers; they seek vengeance on creatures with souls---wanting to put away with anything that breathes, moves, exists. If the beasts had their way---the forest would be gone. These are thoughts Juniper tries to avoid--the idea that a beast could exist to only destroy puzzles her young, naive mind.
Running through the forest, It takes little effort for her slender, tall frame to reach the middle. She barely breaks a sweat as she makes the middle clearing---she stops and breathes. She looks up at the bright sky, then back to her home; the trees.
Standing tall in the clearing, Juniper let’s her long, dark brown hair out of the messy braid. She delicately de-tangles the leaves from her hair before braiding it again and tossing it over her shoulder. Her dark green hues scan the forest, she’s studying the forest; communing with the spirits and life that dwells here. She’s always believed the spirits of the elves still remain here---they guide their people and if willing, will protect their species from extinction.
It is these reasons that Juniper Valor does not fear death---it is not the end all in the forest, but merely a passing of energy into another form. This is why she must remain in the forest, why she must protect it:
The forest is life.
The forest is home.
