Whitelist Application
1. What is your Minecraft username?
EndallIVXX
2. How old are you?
21+
3. What country are you from?
US, EST time zone.
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?
These are very basic definition. I do realize there's more to it.
Metagaming: Basically it's the use of OOC knowledge to benefit or change a character reaction in game. The general idea is that you can't use OOC knowledge in game. For example, knowing a players name just because it's floating over their head.
Powergaming: Essentially forcing actions on other players without allowing them to react, or generally just doing things beyond normal capabilities. It's usually considered powergaming to ignore other peoples emotes in favor of your own or just generally not react to situations that are obviously RP.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
Nope.
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Squidziod
8. Tell us about yourself!
I'm a pretty old man in general. I enjoy all kinds of music, and I play guitar. I mostly roleplay just to enjoy alternative situations and how much other folks are capable of being creative.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
Naw.
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
Golden_Gardener
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Character Name:
Haber Stillstone
Character Age:
He's fourty-six. Juuust old enough to have a little knowledge and be a danger to himself.
Character Race:
Dwarf!
Appearance:
Haber wears whatever is comfortable. He likes to work and laughs at the puny glovewearers who don't have a feel for their craft. He's a fair skinned, pudgy, charcoal grey haired, squat little bastard, with a beard so big that it gets in the way of just about everything he does. He's around 4' 6" tall, with dark blue eyes.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Not done yet, but it'll be a good reflection of the description and basic in garb and such.
Written Test!
Haber had enough. A flurry of curses following a short outburst of violence as a chair smashes against the room in his tiny little workshop. Red dust is laid on the floor, where he sits on his butt, holding his hand in pain.
"Right, don't go and touch the stuff when it's lit, damn idiot!"
Yes, he talks to himself. Everything in the world has a learning curve, and Haber almost always learns the hard way. He pushes his cat back, not wanting to see the animal hurt. Perhaps he's a caring individual, but only to a certain point.
"You step on that shite and you'll be yeowlin' until I make ye dindin and du Frostpeaks come back. Stahp it, ya' feck."
He shakes his hand out, looking at the various points of red dust, their connections, and his now very sad looking, dark red thumb. This is his fascination. He's a builder, and a thinker, but not always a great one. After breaking the signal from the dust, he moves things around, using a piece of paper to relay the lines and cover what he can. He reaches for the switch to actuate it again, though he's poking at it with a stick this time and standing far away, when a knock is heard at the door. He sighs.
"What!?!? What!?!? Can't just leave meh be? Gotta knock on mah wood and bodder a workin' dwarf? Who doesn't know better? Ye' better have somethin' to drink wit ye!"
He answers the door and is handed a letter. A missive. It's clearly a request for work, with a drawing included. It looks like some kind of invention, or a wisp of one. A mere thought, judging from the drawing. But to Haber, it's just a start. As the courier seems to wait for payment, the door is closed in his face, his hand left hanging. Haber doesn't tip people for annoying him and bringing him paper without a drink.
The previous redstone seems to have been forgotten for now, he lays paper on a table, scooting and climbing up to the chair on his desk, which is much too tall for him.
"Mah achin' bones. Gonna cut feckin' legs outta this chair now. GET OFFUH THERE YE' FLAMIN' BRUTE!"
The cat does not respond, simply stretching across the paperwork and plans on the table with a lazy yawn.
"Ooooh ye' bastard.." Haber smiles, but quietly fumes in his native language at the same time.
He makes dinner for both himself and the feline, knowing that's the only way to get the cat out of the way for a few minutes. With this, drink and crumbs finds it's way to the plans as he looks them over while eating. He never seems to stop working. After some review, cursing, talking out loud to the cat, and drawing, he pens a note.
It reads:
'I'll do it.
-Haber'
He finishes his meal, sends the note ahead, gathers his things, checks his tools, grabs his cat, and sets off for work in the outside world.
"All teh people in Altera and yer hangin' aroud meh." He scratches the cats chin with his fattened fingers.
He may not do everything right, but he's decent, proud, and patient, well patient isn't the right word...persistent enough to get the job done...eventually. And it's almost always a comical adventure with Haber. He laughs as he locks his door, razzes his cat, and sets off down the road.
EDIT: ((Just a quick edit so that you know. I'm aware that my character will not start with tools or access to redstone or anything like that. Haber will have extremely basic knowledge, and might even be a little wrong in some places, about a lot of things, and will learn what he knows RPly from experimentation from the ground up, of course. It's also worth noting that Haber does not have a weapon.))
1. What is your Minecraft username?
EndallIVXX
2. How old are you?
21+
3. What country are you from?
US, EST time zone.
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?
These are very basic definition. I do realize there's more to it.
Metagaming: Basically it's the use of OOC knowledge to benefit or change a character reaction in game. The general idea is that you can't use OOC knowledge in game. For example, knowing a players name just because it's floating over their head.
Powergaming: Essentially forcing actions on other players without allowing them to react, or generally just doing things beyond normal capabilities. It's usually considered powergaming to ignore other peoples emotes in favor of your own or just generally not react to situations that are obviously RP.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
Nope.
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Squidziod
8. Tell us about yourself!
I'm a pretty old man in general. I enjoy all kinds of music, and I play guitar. I mostly roleplay just to enjoy alternative situations and how much other folks are capable of being creative.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
Naw.
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
Golden_Gardener
_____________________________________________________________
Character Name:
Haber Stillstone
Character Age:
He's fourty-six. Juuust old enough to have a little knowledge and be a danger to himself.
Character Race:
Dwarf!
Appearance:
Haber wears whatever is comfortable. He likes to work and laughs at the puny glovewearers who don't have a feel for their craft. He's a fair skinned, pudgy, charcoal grey haired, squat little bastard, with a beard so big that it gets in the way of just about everything he does. He's around 4' 6" tall, with dark blue eyes.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin:
Not done yet, but it'll be a good reflection of the description and basic in garb and such.
Written Test!
Haber had enough. A flurry of curses following a short outburst of violence as a chair smashes against the room in his tiny little workshop. Red dust is laid on the floor, where he sits on his butt, holding his hand in pain.
"Right, don't go and touch the stuff when it's lit, damn idiot!"
Yes, he talks to himself. Everything in the world has a learning curve, and Haber almost always learns the hard way. He pushes his cat back, not wanting to see the animal hurt. Perhaps he's a caring individual, but only to a certain point.
"You step on that shite and you'll be yeowlin' until I make ye dindin and du Frostpeaks come back. Stahp it, ya' feck."
He shakes his hand out, looking at the various points of red dust, their connections, and his now very sad looking, dark red thumb. This is his fascination. He's a builder, and a thinker, but not always a great one. After breaking the signal from the dust, he moves things around, using a piece of paper to relay the lines and cover what he can. He reaches for the switch to actuate it again, though he's poking at it with a stick this time and standing far away, when a knock is heard at the door. He sighs.
"What!?!? What!?!? Can't just leave meh be? Gotta knock on mah wood and bodder a workin' dwarf? Who doesn't know better? Ye' better have somethin' to drink wit ye!"
He answers the door and is handed a letter. A missive. It's clearly a request for work, with a drawing included. It looks like some kind of invention, or a wisp of one. A mere thought, judging from the drawing. But to Haber, it's just a start. As the courier seems to wait for payment, the door is closed in his face, his hand left hanging. Haber doesn't tip people for annoying him and bringing him paper without a drink.
The previous redstone seems to have been forgotten for now, he lays paper on a table, scooting and climbing up to the chair on his desk, which is much too tall for him.
"Mah achin' bones. Gonna cut feckin' legs outta this chair now. GET OFFUH THERE YE' FLAMIN' BRUTE!"
The cat does not respond, simply stretching across the paperwork and plans on the table with a lazy yawn.
"Ooooh ye' bastard.." Haber smiles, but quietly fumes in his native language at the same time.
He makes dinner for both himself and the feline, knowing that's the only way to get the cat out of the way for a few minutes. With this, drink and crumbs finds it's way to the plans as he looks them over while eating. He never seems to stop working. After some review, cursing, talking out loud to the cat, and drawing, he pens a note.
It reads:
'I'll do it.
-Haber'
He finishes his meal, sends the note ahead, gathers his things, checks his tools, grabs his cat, and sets off for work in the outside world.
"All teh people in Altera and yer hangin' aroud meh." He scratches the cats chin with his fattened fingers.
He may not do everything right, but he's decent, proud, and patient, well patient isn't the right word...persistent enough to get the job done...eventually. And it's almost always a comical adventure with Haber. He laughs as he locks his door, razzes his cat, and sets off down the road.
EDIT: ((Just a quick edit so that you know. I'm aware that my character will not start with tools or access to redstone or anything like that. Haber will have extremely basic knowledge, and might even be a little wrong in some places, about a lot of things, and will learn what he knows RPly from experimentation from the ground up, of course. It's also worth noting that Haber does not have a weapon.))
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