Apps are now open! Once accepted PM a Iseyu mod for the password.
As before you only get two chances to correct you application if it was denied.
DO NOT CHANGE THE FORMAT- this will get your application denied until it is fixed.
To make sure you've got the entire format press the "Select" button in the code for the application format.
Good luck!
[u][b]Section 1:[/b][/u]
[b]Real Life Name:[/b]
[b]Roleplay Name:[/b]
[u][b]Section 2:[/b][/u]
[b]Players you already know on the on the server:[/b]
[b]Previous roleplay experience:[/b]
[b]Why would you like to join our server:[/b]
[u][b]Section 3:[/b][/u]
[b]Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:[/b]
[b]Do you agree to follow the rules?:[/b]
[b]Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:[/b]
[u][b]Section 4:[/b][/u]
[b]You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:[/b]
[b]After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:[/b]
[b]You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:[/b]
Section 1:[/b]
Real Life Name: Brad
Roleplay Name: Sven
Section 2:[/b]
Players you already know on the on the server: James, the_grub, matter, zubael,
Previous roleplay experience: I've played on the old Caphori server for over a year
Why would you like to join our server: To enjoy some good role playing, and have fun.
Section 3:[/b]
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Of course
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:[/b]
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Sven stirs as the noises pierce his ear drums. He says out loud, "Who's there?" Upon no response, he quietly exits his bed, and heads towards the door. As he approached, the whispers got louder and louder, now, Sven yelled, "If you don't show yourself, I'm going to find you, and tear your damn throat out!" The noises stopped, and Sven went back to sleep, not even a mouse was heard that night.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Sven doesn't care about politics, but he loves a good fight. When he sees this opportunity, he jumps to the occasion. Sven thought to himself, (Hm, how can I best start a row amongst these apes...). After thinking for awhile, Sven walked towards the bar full of the rebels. Sven then approached who appeared to be the rebel leader, and said, "The guards in the tavern across the way said that your nose is crooked." The rebel leader replied, "Did he now? Looks like someone's gonna get their ass kicked." Since he was the leader, he rallied all of his fellow rebels, and led them to the tavern full of guards. "Which one said it booooy?" The rebel leader shouted. The guards heard him, and turned to see what all the ruckus was. "That one." Sven said as he pointed to the largest guard in the building. "Yeeeeeeeeeeah!" The rebel leader screamed as he ran towards the man. The big burly guard wasn't ready, and took a bottle to the noggin. Sven was enjoying the whole show from the window. Afterwards, the guards had arrested or killed most of the rebels, and Sven was lying in bed, thinking over the events. "What a good day." Sven said to himself. He slept the greatest sleep in the entire land that night.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Sven knocked on the door to see if anyone was home. No answer. (Well, I haven't seen anyone for days, so chances are there's no one inside.) Sven entered the cabin. "Is anyone here?" Sven shouted. "Come on boys! Fresh meat!" Sven heard as someone shouted outside. "What a bunch of bastards!" Sven said as he slammed the door and began piling things in front of it. The bandits kept pounding at the door. (They must have forgotten about the windows. Ha.) Sven thought. Just then, a rock smashed through the glass. Followed by a man. Sven yelled, "If its a fight you want, then I'll have to break your face and your spirit!" Sven clashed with the smelly stranger, neither of them had weapons, so things were bound to get vile. The bandit started swinging, fairly slowly, he obviously was suffering from dehydration, and starvation. Sven hasn't slept for days, so he got pummeled by the attacks. "Alright, that's it!" Sven screamed as he tore out the bandit's throat with his teeth. The bandit made only a few more sounds, then silence. "Did ya get him?" A bandit said outside. "Yes. Yes I did. The thing is though, I'm still hungry." Said Sven, as he dove out the window and broke his neck. He lay there dead, as the bandits tore his meat from bone like a wolf going at a dead cow.
Wait, what? Your character is dead? I don't even...
Accepted-PM me on steam when the server goes online.
Section 1:[/b]
Real Life Name: Brehn Erskine
Roleplay Name: Jules Verne
Section 2:[/b]
Players you already know on the on the server: Don't know anyone particularly well, as in personal level, but I do know who people are in general terms.
Previous roleplay experience: Caphori, Sc2 Cortex, Wc3 Rp, WoW Rp, Larp, DnD
Why would you like to join our server: I played on Caphori and it was fun, but had a lot of old flawed designs. Hoping that this new server will be much better and much more enjoyable.
Section 3:[/b]
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes I read the rules.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes I agree to follow the rules.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: As in before I can enter the server or if I do something wrong, sure. Not sure if probation is the right word as it pertains to committing a crime.
Section 4:[/b]
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
My heart races rapidly in my chest and my lungs begin to clench as the whispers continue, I feel my insides beginning to burn and warp as my mind races on about all the things that could lie under the floor boards. All through the night I toss and turn in bed on the cusp of crying as the whispers and creek fill my head with lonesome thoughts of looming doom. The ever growing feeling of death creeps along my neck as I feel a cold breeze whisper down my spine and into my soul. Not even the moon's glowing light can satiate my ever growing need for comfort as I find my self frozen in place hiding under my blankets wishing for the echoes to stop. Hoping the noises to cease. The only comfort is the hope that when the sun rises the noises will leave and I'll be able to rest before my leave is up, but this all seems like a dream as each minute ticks away like a snail crossing a desert plain.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Being a man of kindness and caring I decide to completely ignore choosing sides as neither side is truly bad, and I'd rather help the innocent unknowing people of the direct area rather then be part of such a silly battle. I begin to warn nearby patrons of the market place and nearby housing of the two groups being so near each other. Most wave me away as if I speak nonsense, leaving me with sadness as I fear for their lives. The two groups of course find each other outside the taverns and quickly draw arms. Soon the steel begins to clash and the irony smell of blood fills the air. People run and scream in both directions as many an innocent are slain, I try to take as many to safety as possible, but my efforts are rewarded ever so little as I can not save myself and everyone around me. By the end of the battle the guards stand triumphed over the rebels and corpses with blood litter the market place filling the air with the stench of blood. I leave in sorrow from the warlord's land in hope for something to cheer my spirits.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Being a frightened traveler only hoping to find new wealth and excitement I quickly back my pace away from the cabin and view it from the safety of a tree. I sit in the tree for what seems like hours in the endless never changing fog, noticing glimpses of purple and orange wisping away ever so often. Though curious I know my own well being far succeeds exploration of a creepy cabin and decide to move on. I quickly back up my supplies and march away from the cabin with no regret.
Accepted-Please PM any active mod for the password.(We will not have a password until the server goes up)
Do you even have to apply again if you were already accepted to Caphori?
Accepted-PM me on steam when the server goes online.
Quote from: CoolFeerman on 14-10-2013
Do you even have to apply again if you were already accepted to Caphori?
Well. If you know my steam and I've known you've played... Then No.
I will add your name to the roster.
I played in Caphori as well. But I don't believe I ever had your steam. But I am in the HGN Caphori Steam group. Does that count?
Accepted-PM mewhen the server comes online. Welcome back, Alex..
Quote from: shadowheart on 16-10-2013
I played in Caphori as well. But I don't believe I ever had your steam. But I am in the HGN Caphori Steam group. Does that count?
Same for me
Accepted-PM me here or on steam when the server goes online.
Quote from: INA7HAN on 16-10-2013
Quote from: shadowheart on 16-10-2013
I played in Caphori as well. But I don't believe I ever had your steam. But I am in the HGN Caphori Steam group. Does that count?
Same for me
Accepted-PM me here or on steam when the server goes online.
Meow (Same with me.)
Accepted-PM me on steam when the server goes online.
Quote from: Redbark on 16-10-2013
Quote from: INA7HAN on 16-10-2013
Quote from: shadowheart on 16-10-2013
I played in Caphori as well. But I don't believe I ever had your steam. But I am in the HGN Caphori Steam group. Does that count?
Same for me
Accepted-PM me here or on steam when the server goes online.
Meow (Same with me.)
And me as well.
I feel silly about making a password application now
Before doing it, I have to report a bug.
Sections are written like this:
[u][b]Section 1:[/u][/b]
Section 1:[/b]
Shouldn't it be like this?:
[u][b]Section 1:[/b][/u]
Section 1:
Thanks
Section 1:
Real Life Name:None of your business :^)
Roleplay Name:Andre Petrojvic
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience:Alot
Why would you like to join our server:I was there before.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?:Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:No
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:I pull up my bed sheet. And try to ignore the noises.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Pack up my stuff and hopefully find a better place to live.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Continue the travel in hope of finding something less mysterious.
Denied -Expand your RolePlay section.
Quote from: knife_cz on 18-10-2013
Section 1:
Real Life Name:None of your business :^)
Roleplay Name:Andre Petrojvic
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience:Alot
Why would you like to join our server:I was there before.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?:Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:No
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:I pull up my bed sheet. And try to ignore the noises.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Pack up my stuff and hopefully find a better place to live.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Continue the travel in hope of finding something less mysterious.
i cry efry time
I'll be coming back as well. I played on the old server towards the end of its life as Jericho Alan
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Michael
Roleplay Name: Mitchel
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Matter
Previous roleplay experience: none
Why would you like to join our server: my brother wants me to
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: I go to the door and ease-drop on their conversation. I overhear them talking about me and decide it's nothing important before going back to bed.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: I go into the tavern of the resistance group deciding to join them. Later in the future when the resistance is finally fighting back I provide cover with my bow so that the resistance could storm the castle where the warlord resides.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: I use my knife to cut the a hole into the window to climb into the cabin and find out what's making the lights. I find a witch with a giant bubbling cauldron full of bright multi-colored liquid. I sneak up behind her and put my knife up to her neck and promptly cut through easily. I go and observe her collection of potions on a nearby shelf and find a potion that allows one to walk across water and take it before leaving promptly.
{Denied: Expand RP section }
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Simon
Roleplay Name: Sacha Gorumov
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None, but meeting new people is usually a good thing.
Previous roleplay experience: 4 - 5 years of mid-large-post IRC roleplay, various roleplay servers in a variety of games.
Why would you like to join our server: I'd like to do Terraria multiplayer in an environment I'm comfortable with, and roleplay is something I'm very comfortable doing.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Of course.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes, of course.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: ...Of course.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
-Rolling quietly out of the bed, so that it stands between me and the door, I fluff the blanket to make the bed appear occupied, draw a knife from my bag, and listen intently-
Gruff Male Voice: This is the room that you sold to him for the night?
Soft Male Voice: Yes, yes. The bag he was carrying seemed pretty full.
GMV: Enough for Bale's protection this month?
SMV: Hopefully enough for two months! But keep your voice down...
-The iron bolt of the door makes a little noise as it slides slowly, but the door makes no other sound as the hinges are kept well oiled just for this purpose. Dim light spills in through the doorway. I tense, knuckles white as I grip the hilt of my blade, furious at the betrayal. The bulky owner of the hard voice creeps in, focused on the lumpy bed. As his hand moves to the hilt of the sword on his hip, I spring from my hiding place, using the unoccupied bed as high ground to plunge my dagger into his unprotected neck.-
SMV: Oh gods!
-The innkeeper cowers in fear in the hallway as I pass with my things, leaving him to whatever fate may fall when the dead bandit is found by his colleagues.-
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides(desires? decides?) to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
-I cross to the door of one tavern and enter, moving straight to the table full of guardsmen.-
Sacha: How do you do, gentlemen?
Guard Captain: Go away, peasant. We already have our drinks, we will call when we need refills.
Sacha: Oh, I'm not a tavern worker, good Sir Guard. But I believe you may want to pay me anyways, for the information that I could give you.
-I wring my hands and hunch over a little to appear shorter than the Captain as he stands, giving him a fearful look before averting my eyes, hoping to please his ego.-
GC: Or I could just throw you in the stockade until you decide to speak up. What information?
Sacha: Oh that wouldn't do any good, Sir Guard. The information will expire within the hour.
-The Captain grimaces, and looks toward the curious men under his command. He takes his time weighing his options before looking back to me. He retrieves a coin from his pocket.-
GC: Fine, here is one silver piece, now tell me what you know.
Sacha: You are gracious, Lord Guard. There is a meeting of the rebellious ones going on as we speak. I could tell you more, for one more silver.
-The Captain's men mumble to eachother, and the Captain himself has to fake a cough to hide his expression of fury mixed with surprise. He seems ready to cuff me for the rest of the information when one of his men quickly hands over a silver piece.-
Sacha: Appreciated. They're in the Forlorn Ibex basement, plotting something that sounded like an assault. Good day, gentlemen.
-I turn away, skulking from the tavern as the guards finish their drinks, bolting out of the building shortly after I leave, running down the street to an Inn clear across the district.-
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
-I turn and run in the other direction, because only a fool would interrupt a magician when they're wielding their powers. I get thoroughly lost in the marshland for 4 more days, my food supply dwindling. The water is not suitable for drinking, and I become ill upon desperately trying it on the second day. Thirst and insect bites make me delirious, and I walk in circles, eventually collapsing and expiring. The bog witch in the hut finds me two days later, and uses bits of my body in her crazy potions and rituals.-
Accepted-PM me here or on steam when the server goes online.
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
I played on the old Caphori server as the friendly neighborhood dwarf Acutosh.
Accepted-PM a mod when the server goes online.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: I'd Rather Not share, PM me if you want my real name.
Roleplay Name: Kanade
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None yet, I plan to meet some though.
Previous roleplay experience: I Roleplay In real life, And Heavily Roleplay on Minecraft Servers.
Why would you like to join our server: For a good roleplay experience on Terraria, with a small community.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes I have.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Sure.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Grab My sword beside my bed, Walk slowly to the door, and wait beside it waiting for something to happen..
*click* The lock is unlocked... I sit beside the door silently, trying to be brave, but not stupid. 2 men walk in, silhouettes is all i see... I raise my sword, and Turn on the light beside the door, I shout "Ay yah!" But I stop in mid motion, Only to see, It is my brother and Father coming for A midnight visit.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
I form a small little renaissance group...And Prepare to eav's drop on them to see what is really going on. *hours later*
Me and a few men are outside the taverns... I send in someone, Only to see what is going on, I tell him before he enters "Act natural, and come out in 10 minutes". After 15 minutes passed, he still hadn't left, I tell the others to wait outside and let me enter. I open the door to the tavern, All seems normal. *Thud!*. The door is slammed behind me with men pointing guns at me...we were caught.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
I would walk slowly towards the cabin, With my hand on my sword ready to unsheathe it and then find out what is in there. As I head slowly towards the cabin, A spark flys out the window. I open the door...I peek in *Whiz!* an orb flew right past my head. "Oh sorry there!" Said the mysterious man "I'm just learning magic!" I Let myself in. "mind if I stay here for the night...?" I asked, "Sure! I never get guests! Whats mine is yours for the night!" Said the Man. I end up leaving the next morning with a full stomach, ready to adventure forth!
Accepted -PM a mod when the server goes online.
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 22-10-2013
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
Bad terms? :o
On my birthday too... Bad news.... :(
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 22-10-2013
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
Bad terms? :o
I had told you to not destroy blocks in the tower event and you said and i quote "fuck you" and left for the rest of the time Caphori was up
Quote from: the_grub on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 22-10-2013
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
Bad terms? :o
I had told you to not destroy blocks in the tower event and you said and i quote "fuck you" and left for the rest of the time Caphori was up
I never did that, and I did play for some time with my 2 characters, there was a tower event on which world? The griefed one or the new one?
Quote from: knife_cz on 18-10-2013
Section 1:
Real Life Name:None of your business :^)
Roleplay Name:Andre Petrojvic
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience:Alot
Why would you like to join our server:I was there before.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?:Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:No
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:I pull up my bed sheet. And try to ignore the noises.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Pack up my stuff and hopefully find a better place to live.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Continue the travel in hope of finding something less mysterious.
Well am I being accepted?
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: the_grub on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 22-10-2013
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
Bad terms? :o
I had told you to not destroy blocks in the tower event and you said and i quote "fuck you" and left for the rest of the time Caphori was up
I never did that, and I did play for some time with my 2 characters, there was a tower event on which world? The griefed one or the new one?
I might have you confused with someone else. My apologies.
{Accepted:please PM when the server goes up}
Quote from: the_grub on 25-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: the_grub on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 24-10-2013
Quote from: oldgreg8268 on 22-10-2013
I as well played on Caphori
Due to you leaving on bad terms last time please reapply for the password -Riageki
Bad terms? :o
I had told you to not destroy blocks in the tower event and you said and i quote "fuck you" and left for the rest of the time Caphori was up
I never did that, and I did play for some time with my 2 characters, there was a tower event on which world? The griefed one or the new one?
I might have you confused with someone else. My apologies.
{Accepted:please PM when the server goes up}
Its fine, I understand there were a lot of people who griefed so its fine man... Thanks
Need a returning player?
Why not Grayzar...berg?
Ugh, why do I even...just ugh.
I'm back.
Accepted -PM a mod for the password when the server goes up
Section 1:
Real Life Name:Juan Perez
Roleplay Name: Alexei Voldirev
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Nobody.
Previous roleplay experience: Many MMORPG games, RP servers in Minecraft and GMod, Panther's RP server (Terraria) and real life RP games (in paper).
Why would you like to join our server: This update has many useful features for a funny roleplaying. In big servers like this one, the RP would be epic.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: I did.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: I do. No hellevators? Ok, I agree.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Sure.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Half asleep, I open one eye and look at the door. Maybe is the owner, or another guest. Moonlight could help me to see his face. But my afraid grows up, and I stay there, unable to move. Is he a thief? If so, I don't do anything, but pretending I'm still asleep. If you want to rob me, take my money, but don't hurt me. But... what if the guy is a mad murderer? Still looking at him with one eye, trembling a bit, asking the god(s) for help. The man turns and leaves. Whew, he was not a criminal after all. Eh... I feel my legs wet. I hope it's just sweat.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
If the rumours are right, it's the perfect chance to open my medical clinic (I'm a doctor). I buy a place to set it up, near the two taverns. Many days later, the conflict starts. I just hide under the table until the calm comes back to this neughborhood. A wounded guard comes in, later a wounded rebel comes in. I just heal them, and the next ones. KA-CHING $.$
I don't care who wins this. Taxes are risen? I don't care, I swim in money!
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
When I see the place, I think "good news, I need some food and rest". But I can't hear anybody inside. "Hmm, maybe the house is empty, but lets be sure". I look through the window, no one sighted. Suddenly, bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. "Holy f***! This could be bad!". Ghosts? Witchcraft? Magic? Eye-effects? I prefer not to know it, and get the hell out of there.
{Denied}
Quote from: longfallgloves on 01-11-2013
Section 1:
Real Life Name:Juan Perez
Roleplay Name: Alexei Voldirev
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Nobody.
Previous roleplay experience: Many MMORPG games, RP servers in Minecraft and GMod, Panther's RP server (Terraria) and real life RP games (in paper).
Why would you like to join our server: This update has many useful features for a funny roleplaying. In big servers like this one, the RP would be epic.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: I did.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: I do. No hellevators? Ok, I agree.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Sure.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Half asleep, I open one eye and look at the door. Maybe is the owner, or another guest. Moonlight could help me to see his face. But my afraid grows up, and I stay there, unable to move. Is he a thief? If so, I don't do anything, but pretending I'm still asleep. If you want to rob me, take my money, but don't hurt me. But... what if the guy is a mad murderer? Still looking at him with one eye, trembling a bit, asking the god(s) for help. The man turns and leaves. Whew, he was not a criminal after all. Eh... I feel my legs wet. I hope it's just sweat.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
If the rumours are right, it's the perfect chance to open my medical clinic (I'm a doctor). I buy a place to set it up, near the two taverns. Many days later, the conflict starts. I just hide under the table until the calm comes back to this neughborhood. A wounded guard comes in, later a wounded rebel comes in. I just heal them, and the next ones. KA-CHING $.$
I don't care who wins this. Taxes are risen? I don't care, I swim in money!
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
When I see the place, I think "good news, I need some food and rest". But I can't hear anybody inside. "Hmm, maybe the house is empty, but lets be sure". I look through the window, no one sighted. Suddenly, bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. "Holy f***! This could be bad!". Ghosts? Witchcraft? Magic? Eye-effects? I prefer not to know it, and get the hell out of there.
{Denied}
Inevitable.
Before risking, tell me everything I did wrong.
James states that you've been denied twice before, the two app only rule still applies.
Don't f*** me, that was the previous. Read this one and check it, please.
I was informed that it doesn't matter if it was a previous map or not
What I do then? Jump off a cliff?
Quote from: longfallgloves on 01-11-2013
Before risking, tell me everything I did wrong.
James states that you've been denied twice before, the two app only rule still applies.
Don't f*** me, that was the previous. Read this one and check it, please.
I was informed that it doesn't matter if it was a previous map or not
What I do then? Jump off a cliff?
What you do is accept you didn't put in the proper amount of effort on your first two tries and look for something else to do other then repeat yourself.
Quote from: Dungeon_Lord on 04-11-2013
Quote from: longfallgloves on 01-11-2013
Before risking, tell me everything I did wrong.
James states that you've been denied twice before, the two app only rule still applies.
Don't f*** me, that was the previous. Read this one and check it, please.
I was informed that it doesn't matter if it was a previous map or not
What I do then? Jump off a cliff?
What you do is accept you didn't put in the proper amount of effort on your first two tries and look for something else to do other then repeat yourself.
No, he leaves, because it's been stated he will
never gain entry into Caphori/Iseyu, and I don't really think he wants to join any other servers.
That's a little more bluntly stated
This is the only terraria rp server.
Quote from: longfallgloves on 05-11-2013
This is the only terraria rp server.
Try out the new Aceon man.
Quote from: Redbark on 05-11-2013
Quote from: longfallgloves on 05-11-2013
This is the only terraria rp server.
Try out the new Aceon man.
assuming it ever comes up.
(meow)
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Cons
Roleplay Name: Mikria
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: matter, james, asgatrave and tsuki.
Previous roleplay experience: RP in Caphori (Terraria) and Pyro (Terraria).
Why would you like to join our server: I will like to join this server because I made some nice friends last time in Caphori, plus I simply like to RP. It is a very nice experience.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes, I have.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes, I agree.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes, I agree.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Mikria suddenly wakes up disoriented -- looking around for the source of the sounds that woke her up in the first place. The little hairs on the back of her neck frizzle and she shiver violently.
"Nothing is there..." she whispers to herself while she keeps shivering uncontrollably from the cold.
After a while of deliberating wether or not to leave the room. She finally decides to find out what is exactly going on in this strange farmhouse and leaves the bed. She tiptoes to the door of the room and opens it slowly, the old wood slightly creaking.
"Hello? Somebody there?" her voice echos into the house without any type of response.
She shrugs and makes her way back to her bed and tries to fall asleep once more. Still wondering if her imagination was playing some tricks on her.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
After hearing of the rumors of the two groups, and specially the rebels, Mikria decides to make her way into the tavern that the rebellious group is supposedly meeting at tonight.
She decides that taking some precautions will not hurt anybody and dresses in a dark navy blue cloak that offers her some anonymity. She also places some daggers and knives into her bag.
"Might need those..." she says after she finds some poisoned daggers as wells and puts them inside of her bag as well.
Mikria exists the small inn she has been staying in for a while and makes her way to the tavern of the rebellious group a bit nervous. As she nears both taverns, she hesitates for a moment, slightly glancing at the tavern where the town guard is reunited and swallows nervously.
"You are making the right decision..." she whispers reasurringly to herself.
She takes a deep breath in and quickly enter into the tavern where the rebellious group is reunited.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Mikria, upon seeing the colorful flames, falls back into the ground and trembles from the fright.
"Witches? Wizards?" she stutters nervously. "Calm down..." she tells herself.
She hides under the window and takes out one of her poisoned daggers from her shoulder bag just in case.
She makes her way to door silently and peeks her head a bit inside of the cabin, out of true curiosity.
"Hello? Somebody there?" she asks to the empitiness.
The cabin is empty and it turns out that whatever was there either disappeared or left when they noticed her presence.
Mikria gives a sigh of relief and goes inside trying to search for some food or any type of provisions.
After a while, Mikria realizes there is nothing besides rotten food and eerie artifacts. She is exhausted from the last 5 days and decides to rest for a while.
Her eyelids become heavy and she falls asleep on the cold stone floor.
You where already accepted before, but yes you're welcome back. PM a mod for the password when the server is up.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:Sam
Roleplay Name:Asgeir
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:None
Previous roleplay experience:I have played very little RP but I have played an RP game on ROBLOX
Why would you like to join our server:Because recently I have been getting bored of playing terraria alone and I decided to join a server. SO basically I joined because I want to have fun on terraria but I dont want it to be plain terraria like most servers, but i want it to be different like an RP server.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?:Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:Panic and jump out of bed and quickly look around then say "who's there?!?" if no reply I would go check outside my door to see who is there, although I would arm myself first. I swing open the door expecting to be attacked. As I glare out my door I see a ghost, All white, and transparent. I relax knowing ghosts cant do harm, but ask "who are you, why are you here?" It replies in a raspy slow voice: "To haunt this place... as for who I am? I am no one..." [Cliffhanger ending!!]
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:I go to the rebel's tavern, I firmly believe that the taxes are getting out of hand and that the warlord shouldn't be using us as simple coin bags. sapping us of all our coin, and I contact the rebellion's leader, asking to join the rebellion so that also if I work my way to being the leader, I will also regain all the coin I have lost to these taxes.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:Quickly back away from the window as being terrified of magic and wait a moment to recollect my thoughts. I then decide that maybe the bright lights, were not magic and perhaps just... light... So I gather my courage and go to the cabin's door and knock. The door is answered and a scraggly thin tall man answers the door. I ask him if he has noticed the change in the fact that no one has been travelling these roads... The man simply stares at me for a moment as if sizing me up. Then there is a bright flash up purple and orange and I black out.
{Denied- Sorry this took so long man, if you could just lengthen your RP sections that would be awesome and I'll check it again.}
I was on the old server but I lost terraria, I can re-download it tomorrow. (My character was Calco)
I used to play on the Old Caphori server, but I didn't play it very often.
{Welcome back}
I'm back playing Garok once again. :)
{Denied-PM a mod for the password}
Its a joke, welcome back vatovie.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Edwin
Roleplay Name:
Lex (if already used), Lex Lachesis
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
None
Previous roleplay experience:
I've played on many different RP servers (Terraria), but no other RP experience. Maybe with my sister a little? uh..
Why would you like to join our server:
I am desperately looking for a good RP server, I have played on a lot of different ones but this one I liked the most. Because all the other didn't really have that special feeling about RP, which this server certainly has.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Of course.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
Sure, but I doubt that will be needed :3
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: I would sneak closer so I can hear what they are whispering, only to reveal that the friendly old pair wants to capture me while I am asleep so they can add me to their "Trophies". I don't know what those trophies are, yet. After listening to the conversation of the pair, I carefully take a chair and barricade the door.
I turn around carefully, so I don't make them aware that I am wide awake. While turning around I see something shiny below the bed, it was a mirror shard reflecting the moonlight into my eyes. While grabbing the shard, I cut myself which lead to the idea to kill or do some other crazy things to the pair, though thinking that they were old and weak I threw the shard away. I looked thorough the window to see if I could actually just climb down. I could however my window was directly above the pairs window so I couldn't simply climb down without them noticing me. I had no Idea what to do. But then it simply came to my mind. "Why don't I just walk out the front door?" Yeah, it was simple like that. I dressed up. carefully removed the chair and sneaked down the stairs. I walked past their room, they saw me and asked me "Where are you going this late?", I asked them if it was okay if I brought a buddy with me. They grinned and said: "No problem at all, bring on whoever you want, my dear?" So I left.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Not wanting to pay higher taxes, I'd go to the Resistant faction and tell them that the Town Guards are in the tavern next to them, hoping that the rebels are able to intimidate the guards into not doing their job. However as self-confident the by far outnumbered town guards are, they provoked a fight with the rebels. No one knew how that fight was going to end, but one thing was sure. After this massacre the warlord surely would not want to raise the taxes. And as assumed the high-numbered rebels flattened the town guards with the ground. Nothing left to say, the warlord won't increase the taxes for sure.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Not being able to control my curiosity I would come closer to see what is inside. As I came closer I saw some kind of white, fluffy balls on some kind of red cloth. As I came closer and closer the cloth was getting longer and wider. And when I finally came to the windows I saw that those red cloths are hats,... hats of dwarfs? Dwarfs that are party-rocking with a disco ball which emits purple and orange flashes of light.
Uhh.. I hope this last one won't kill off my chances I just ran out of Ideas, sorry. But I guess I could always correct it if it is not enough. Thanks for reading :)
Accepted-We will notify you when the server comes up.
Minion will return as well
Welcome back, Minion.
Barus will be returning as soon as the server comes up.
Welcome back, Barus.
Wait a second I killed you
*Burus
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Sasha Willows
Roleplay Name: Anna Topaz
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: No.
Previous roleplay experience: RP servers in Minecraft, Terraria, Gmod, Starbound, Roblox and many others. Even in real life.
Why would you like to join our server: A boy taller than me told me to do it Having fun, and enjoying some good role playing. Roleplay is something I'm very comfortable doing.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
Yes to all.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
"Huh? What was that?" I say. I get up and explore silently. Its too dark, and I don't see the way and the furnitures, so I trip with a chair and fall.
"██████████████████████████████!" I yell. I get up and snap my fingers to create some fire in my hands (magic). Using it like a torch, I walk arround and see a hidden man in the other room.
"Ah, it's just a thief stealing the owner's money. Nothing important.", and I go back to my bed without giving a f███. Thieves don't kill if you don't disturb them, and no one would steal a woman who can create fire by snapping fingers.
(No, I feel no sympathy for the owner)
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Things are hard these times. A local battle would really set the things worse. Corpses at the streets can bring rats for my witchcraft, but rats can bring diseases for the merchants I buy goods to. The only way to stop the war is killing one of the factions.
"Hmm, which will I help to win? There are guards in one tavern, there are rebels in the other. If I help the rebels killing the guards, more guards will come. If I kill the rebels, it's over. Well, I have decided".
Then I go to my house, cook some poison and go back to the taverns. There, I hire a mercenary to do the following instructions:
"Go to that tavern, poison the drinks with this, wait until the night and tell the guards where the rebels are. The survivors will surrender quickly. Here, 25 coins. After this is done, meet me here tomorrow and I'll give you 75 coins more".
"Aye, lady."
Then I leave, laughing.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
"Hmm, it's a spell. Flying flashes, I know this witchcraft" I think. I come in like a wrecking ball without fear, and I see another person dressed with a robe and a cape. That face looks pretty familiar. "Andy! It's great to see you!" I say. "Anna! I missed you a lot since the magic school!" he says. We greet each other with the secret wizard salute.
"How have you been, my friend?"
"Oh, you see, I bought a lonely house here and now I was making some magic cake. And you?"
"Well, I have been travelling for weeks. It's a long story."
"May us talk about it with some cake, Anna?"
"Sure, I'm hungry."
{Accepted: Please PM a mod for the password}
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Cody
Roleplay Name:
Ronald
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
Sven, Davos, Barus
Previous roleplay experience:
Some roleplaying experience
Why would you like to join our server:
Gain some roleplay experience and have a good time playing terraria
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Indeed I have
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Absolutely
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Ronald awakes from the ruckus of the creaking outside of his door and slowly makes it to the door. He peeks through a small slit in the door and sees a large man with oddly shaped nose sneaking outside of the door. Upon the back of this man is a sack full of treasures from what it looks like he has stolen and is now making his turn on the farm house. Ronald looks to his sack to find a weapon of his choice, after a good minute he chooses his favorite weapon, the axe. The thief is making his way to Ronald's door and before you know it, Ronald flails the door open and swings his axe down screaming "Now try and hide, FROM THIS!". The thief's arm is sliced clean off his torso and is now screaming in pain. Ronald decides to end the thief's life with one final swing. Ronald shouted as he took the swing "Time to Die!". The thief was no longer of this world.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Ronald is enjoying his job as the bartender up until the point in which a group of rebellious people stumble into the tavern. The crowd is arguing fiercely, as Ronald overhears them talking about taxes, he wonders what could be going on. So Ronald makes his way outside, as a single guard walks towards the tavern that the rebellious group is in he waits there. Before the guard could make his way inside Ronald pulls a quick one and cuts the guard's neck. He hides the body and puts on the Guard outfit and waits outside the tavern for a few minutes. After a while he see's a group of guards walk into the tavern next to him, so Ronald decides to listen in on their conversation. They are mumbling about an upcoming war and raising taxes. Ronald doesn't think about his next action and decides to shout "The War is Over!", and the guards look puzzled as Ronald walks out of the tavern and continues his life as being a bartender.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Ronald jumps out of the way as the purple and orange flashes pass him quickly. He turns around to see a wolf covered in peanut butter and jelly, and quickly realizes that this wolf is looking pretty hungry after that PB&J sandwich. Ronald draws his axe in case of the wild wolf making any sudden moves. The wolf slowly approaches Ronald in a friendly manor. Ronald says "Gooood Wolf!" and pulls some Mutton out of his pack and feeds the wolf some of it. Then Ronald and the wolf head inside the cabin to see that there is some firewood in the fire pit, a rug on the middle of the floor, and a few unlit candles on a chairside table. The wolf settles down on the rug as Ronald lights the fire in the fire pit and the candles to provide some extra light. Ronald looks to the kitchen in the cabin and finds some scrap food to last him and the wolf for the night. He goes back to the main room to see the wolf sleeping so Ronald says to himself "Might get some sleep too". He sits in the chair and dozes off as everything turns dark.
{Accepted Pm a mod for the server password}
Section 1:
Real Life Name:Luke Pollard
Roleplay Name:Duaginid'erd Teken"urden
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:Vatovie/Garok
Previous roleplay experience:Many Years of D&D, Guildwars,
Why would you like to join our server:To join a serious and fun roleplay server that i was referred to by: Vatovie A.K.A Garok
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:Yes I have
Do you agree to follow the rules?:Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:Yes, I have no problem with a probationary period
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:Duaginid'erd gets out of the warm bed, and moves to a dark corner to wait. If I dont know whoever comes through that door they'll be on the floor the door opens and in walks a stranger with a sword. As he looks around he spots Duaginid'erd just in time to get a sword hilt in the back of the head. Duaginid'erd waits for the intruder to wake-up. Duaginid'erd holds a sword to the intruders throat and asks,"Who sent you?" The intruder sarcastically responds," That nice old man that gave you a hot meal and a room." Duaginid'erd takes the sword and pulls it across his throat. Duaginid'erd cleans his sword off on the intruders shirt and proceeds to walk downstairs. As Duaginid'erd walks around the corner he sees the old man counting coin at the table. Duaginid'erd sarcastically asks," Is all the coin for me?" Before the old man can react Duaginid'erd throws a knife from his belt into the old mans head. Duaginid'erd then takes their money, and gear then leaves with a skip in his step.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:Duaginid'erd decides to try something. He enters the meeting place for the town guard. " I have an offer for you. I can show you where the rebellion is recruiting; for a price of course." Duaginid'erd says with a smile. The guards look shocked." What is your price?" One of the guards asked. " Empty your pockets of coin and protection will be provided to me when the rebels do decide to get even." Duaginid'erd says casually. The guards talk briefly before one turns to say," We agree. What info do you have?" Duaginid'erd simply points out the door at the bar next door. " The bar right next to this one. Now give me my money and go have your fun." Duaginid'erd says with a smile. The guards oblige and run out of the bar to begin the fight.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:Duaginid'erd turns and walks casually away trying to find a place with less dark magic floating around.
{Accepted: Message any active moderator for the server password}
Before I begin my application, I would like to note that it is not a good idea to rank RPing attempts by length. Just because a role playing post is not as long as others does not nessecarily mean that it is a bad role playing post. Quality over quantity, people. That's all.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: If you don't mind, I'd rather keep this to myself. If you MUST know my name, I will PM it to you.
Roleplay Name: Jacob Blight
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None, unfortunately.
Previous roleplay experience: I've made several role-playing threads and participated in them, considered a role-playing veteran in different forumboards, however I have done some role-playing on Minecraft. This would be my first Terraria role-play server.
Why would you like to join our server: I have grown a bit tired of SP Terraria and I wish to interact with others in a hopefully good community server in MP.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Depends, for what reason?
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: I mutter to myself and wave my head left and right, my body twisting under the cover of my thick blankets, ruffling the threads and curving the blanket. I groan softly as I lift my tired head from the soft, feathery pillow and look at my door, my vision somewhat wavey as I attempted to peer outside, wary of the noises. Slowly moving my legs to the left, I pick up the nearest object that reasonably serve as a good weapon as I slowly step towards the door, make-shift weapon held up in self-defense. I peek into the darkness outside my door, the shadows stretching into my dimly lit room. Who was out there, who walked upon the floor of this house? I pondered silently as I heard the footsteps approach my door, ready to strike at the nearest sign of danger, and as I heard the rusty hinges creak as the door opens slowly, the light of my lamp shining upon the face of my intruder, revealing the person to be -
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: I mutter silently to myself as I shake my head at the shenanigans. I did not want more bloodshed upon the grounds of this town, and I decided that the best place for my efforts to be used was attempting to make sure the rebellion didn't plan on harming too many people. We've had enough of that these days, enough of that. As I nonchalantly enter the tavern, I get a drink and silently sit near the planning revolutionists. As they fervently whisper plans, I sit next to them and warn them from too much bloodshed. I tell them that if they were going to harm people, that they should keep it to a minimum and directed only to the guards, at least. They reluctantly know that I am right and that bystanders should not be harmed. They send out a few of the more least known people out to spread rumors to stay away from the town square, where the rebellion will take place. Within a few hours, the town square is mostly empty, with a small sprinkling of people who denied the rumors. Slowly, and within groups, the revolutionists left the tavern in an order that would not raise suspicion. With most of the revolutionists hanging somewhere nearby the town square, they raise up in an outcry in the town square, quickly beginning a battle with nearby guards, a few of them running to get assistance in stampling the revolution. Watching from the shadows, I attempted to manipulate events to cause less bloodshed and hoped that few would die and most be wounded in this battle. I sighed and shook my weary head again, and walked back to my house, thinking that when I came back, things may have settled down. Who knows?
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: I peer through the window again, a bit perplexed by the shining of lights within. Perhaps someone was doing experiments, or maybe someone was in trouble? Who knew? I pulled out my weapon in case I encountered trouble. I walked up to the wooden door and knocked upon it softly, stepping to the edge and waiting for a response. Momentarily, the lights stopped flashing. I heard soft clomp, clomps as footsteps headed towards the door. The brass doorknob slowly turned as the person on the other side opened the door, calling out, "Who's there?" I look at him as the man looks at me, seeing each other in full. "Well, hello there. Would you like to come in?" I shrugged and nodded. I stepped into the dimly lit room after him. Looking ahead, I saw in a bright flash of colors a -
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Nick Sweeney
Roleplay Name: Kurai Homuren
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None of them.
Previous roleplay experience: Roleplayed on tons of Terraria servers, such as Serathoul, Translyvania, Apocrypha, and Demons vs. Angels. I'm a paragraph roleplayer.
Why would you like to join our server: There aren't any interesting servers that I haven't been on that offer a roleplaying experience, and this one caught my eye.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I gather the ebony-hilted dagger that you keep in your night-stand for cases just like this one. Slowly then, with my rather expert stealth ( and partially dealing with the fact that I weigh very little.) skills, I would press up against my bedroom wall, slowly shuffling up against the wall until I could open the door. When I open the door, I feel a push coming from the direction of the door, and with a spinning slash I place the bladed edge of my dagger into the home invader's juglar. The blood would seep from his neck, causing several splashing sounds as his blood torrented from his throat. "That's what you get you sod." is what I say under breath. I would then continue to advance until I saw two more thieves in my living room, and I crouch down low, and keep very silent. I sneak up on the thieves, who are walking side by side and with a quick left jerk of my chest, I would thrust my dagger through my opponent's Achilles' heels, leaving them unable to walk and defenseless.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Invite the two factions to drink together, and exchange several under the table deals in order to make sure that your people are "accounted" for once the taxes are collected.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Open the door to the cabin and smirk, for this was the den of thieves, much like himself.
"Hey Fenrir" I state, pulling off a large bag filled with silver and gold goblets, along with pick pocketed rings, and necklaces that he filled by charming women, and then knocking them out.
"Kurai, have you come in with another.. "shipment?" Fenrir said, his hands rubbing up together, and he becoming completely oblivious to the bombs he was toying with, attempting to find a good mixture of powders to cause a blinding light for escape.
"You know me, I never come empty handed." I kick the back towards Fenrir. "Let's talk business."[/b]
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It's good, but the first paragraph was a bit much. Good otherwise.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:James
Roleplay Name:Octt
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: none, but I want to meet people
Previous roleplay experience: In my own imaginary single player world. (I'm a loser)
Why would you like to join our server: To not be a loser and have people to RP with.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?:yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:I slowly roll over, and see a young boy standing next to my bed side. A I rise up, and kindly ask what the fuck he is doing. He starts to get in a panic. He's breathing so fast he cant get all his words out. "ive just... escaped..."
"RUN" he says. I am not one to ask questions. We burst out the barn doors and head towards the tree line. We duck for cover and wait for him to recover his breath. "They've locked us all up, storing us." "I managed to fit through the small shaft." "They're... eating us" "What?" I said. "CANNIBALS" "I couldn't believe it, no wonder they've given me such a nice large meal. We start to head back to save the others, but the farmers had started to head towards the barn... coming for me.... *to be continued*
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:I go to both. I start to work as the tax collector but am secretly on the rebels side. I help them steal money from the warlord to assemble weapons, and keep the hungry fed. We start to group families together under one house to lower the rates for everyone, no one suspects a thing because I'm just doing my job, and everyone thinks people are just running away. In 3 weeks, we ended up able to rally up enough moral and weapons to storm our warlord in demand to cease his tyranny.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:I go covert, I sit and wait to see what exactly I am up against. For me, anything magic like is worth taking a step back and being cautious about. I see a mysterious women. Sitting on her bed. Crying. moping about how she wishes she could bring him back. About how alone she is. She continues to flair bolts around in a rampage. I decide in my attraction to helpless girls to knock on the door. She answers in a hostile tone, almost shooting her bolts at me.
"I see you need help" I said.
*to be continued*
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Hunter Phillips
Roleplay Name: Stresser
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Asgatrave
Previous roleplay experience: Eve 4 years
Why would you like to join our server: Friend plays it and sounds interesting
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: I'm a lone wanderer I never have had anyone follow in my shadow with shoulders broad and strong I've always been alone. For years I was hounded by my enemies always hated as I hear the whispers I reach out throwing the covers to the side my hand grasps nothing but a wisp confused I observe closely the image of a family once happy and loving now angry and filled with a desire for revenge smile as my hand passes through their neck. As the wisps scatter apart I hear one final whisper saying "soon you shall suffer" as they disappear I settle back into my bed hate from the dead was nothing new to me I close my eyes and ignore the screams I hear from a pit of hell itself as I rest for the solitary trip tomorrow
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organized, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:Knowing my solitary nature I wish not to be involved in the warring resistance since I have no desire to live there planning ahead I pack up and begin by using my savings to buy a cart and horse I begin my journey from the village filled with hate and suffering and set off as a travelling merchant desiring to visit the world entering the forests surrounding the village I run into a young woman running from the wheat fields (this is based off the anime spice and wolf anyone who's interested in me continuing my story feel free to ask)
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: The trigger bright and stunning as they warned reminding me of my purpose the witches spell was broken as the light reminds me of my purpose to destroy the witch that would dare to deny me entry to a hydras layer in the swamp of fire unsheathing my sword and pulling a rune coated in a blinding fire I kick down her door upon seeing me she lets out a deathly scream like a thousand bats rushing towards me I see her jump push left. A faint! she ducks right and brings her blade up hard to my ribs barely avoiding my shoulder she falls back preparing to fire off her spell chanting her witchcraft a ancient broken dialect that roots from Germany she chants the final phrase pulling back her hands I'm losing blood I close my eyes and smile. The chant is done pulling the rune back I hold my hand high while she pauses and laughs "you crazy fool! your already dead and your praying to god?" as she finishes a spear caught in golden light forms the rune given to me by a close friend breaks and scatters in a wind using my full force I throw the spear straight to her catching her in the gut as I pass out I hear her deathly squeal as her form breaks into a bloody heap scattering on the wall I hear the calls of dozens of people rushing to my aid who were caught in her spell I pass out thinking I'm dead yet holding on to a slight hope ill be saved.
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Hunter.
Roleplay Name: Stresser.
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Asgatrave.
Previous roleplay experience: Eve online 4 years straight heavy roleplaying.
Why would you like to join our server: Seemed interesting and fun.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yep.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Sure.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Ok I guess.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I'm a lone wanderer. I've never had anyone follow in my shadow. With shoulders broad and strong, I've always been alone. For years, I was hounded by my enemies, always hated. As I hear the whispers I reach out, throwing the covers to the side; my hand grasps nothing but a wisp. Confused, I observe closely the image of a family. Once happy and loving but now angry and filled with a desire for revenge, I smile as my hand passes through the father's neck. I remember him... a man I killed during the war. As the wisps scatter apart, I hear one final whisper saying, "Soon you shall suffer." As they disappear, I settle back into my bed. Hate from the dead was nothing new to me. I close my eyes and ignore the screams I hear from a pit of hell as I rest for the solitary trip tomorrow.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organized, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Heat. A searing heat shoots up my arm as I flatten the molten steel into the shape of a sword; each hit with the hammer sending painful sparks across my arm. Being a blacksmith, the town was of little consequence to me. If things got bad I merely packed up and left. The warlords raising taxes in one town is nothing unheard of, and civil war is always raging somewhere. It doesn't matter to me, as long as I'm getting work and getting paid... And I have an order for 4 dozen katanas. It's time to begin working this steel into shape.
After 2 weeks of working, the rebels began harassing me for the weapons; breaking my windows until eventually I had it. Talking to the warlord, I came to learn that the rebels merely told the public they were rebels. They often harassed local shop owners and used their name to scare people. Everyone in town knew about it but I preferred to be away from people. I didn't want to lose the value of the swords so I offered to sell them to the warlord. Upon seeing my work, he referred me to the shogun where I was offered a place to work in Himeji castle.
It was a month later when I met the shogun's fourth daughter. A beautiful girl, I thought she looked at me with upturned eyes and grew from avoidance to shock as she saw the scars covering my arms from working the steel. Worriedly, she ran over and looked over my arm, tracing her finger over the scar I had. Running her hand straight up my arm she looked towards me and said her name was...
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
The trigger, bright and stunning, warned and reminded me of my purpose. The witch's spell was broken as the light reminds me of my purpose to destroy the witch that would dare to deny me entry into a hydra's lair. Deep in the swamp of fire, my will grew strong with a renewed sense of purpose. Unsheathing my sword and pulling a rune coated in a blinding fire, I kick down her door. Upon seeing me she lets out a deathly scream like a thousand bats! She rushes toward me and jumps; her foot pushing her body to the left. A feint! She ducks right and brings her blade up hard to my ribs, barely avoiding my lungs. She falls back, preparing to fire off her spell, chanting her witchcraft in an ancient, broken dialect that roots from Germany. I only hear the end, "oh dunklen Lord vernichten Sie diese frechen Narren!" She chants the final phrase, pulling back her hands. I'm losing blood, but I close my eyes and smile. The chant is done. Pulling the rune back I hold my hand high while she pauses and laughs. "You crazy fool! You're already dead and you're praying to god?" As she finishes her taunt, a spear caught in golden light forms. The rune given to me by a close friend breaks and scatters in a sudden gust of wind. Using my full force, I throw the spear straight at her, piercing her in the gut as I pass out. I hear her deathly squeal as her form breaks into a bloody heap; her blood and guts scattering on the walls. I hear the calls of dozens of people rushing to my aid whom were caught in her spell. I pass out, thinking I'm dead yet holding onto a slight hope that I'll be saved...
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Frisk
Roleplay Name: Hicks
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: no one
Previous roleplay experience: Have played Minecraft Roleplay and Starmade Roleplay
Why would you like to join our server: To enjoy some good role playing, and have fun.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Give me a reason not to!
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes, if I got the time!
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Hicks' eyes went wide open and in a flash he was already sitting up in his comfortable bed. He yelled "someone there?" and it went silent. Without a respons he started to snugg down into the warm bed. After a minute or so the whisperings came back but this time Hicks was ready. He jumped out of his bed and took his sword which was standing by his bed and drew it. "Show yourself! If you're after my life then go ahead and take it, but with a fair duel man vs. man!" Once again it went quiet and after that the night past withiout any further disturbance.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Hicks, which is loayle to the warlord and the highly upstanding, goes straight to the warlord and tells him the rebels hide out with the hopes of approval and the glory to serve. To get what he needs to live a happy life of his own with a wife, a house and his own shop which would sell all kinda stuff. On his way there he thought about the job of collecting taxes from the towns people which isn't the type of "loalty services" he would have in mind. But in the end it ended with him taking the job though it was quite good paid. After the visit by the castle/palace/city HQ he went straight out to east of town to start collect taxes when suddenly he met some people talking about the rebels and something about a attack on the castle/palace/city HQ. After the news Hicks ran back to the castle and reported his news. Hicks was so excited about the news and what his reward would be but as he tried to spit out the words they just came out in the wrong order making the guards and the warlord suspicious. They couldn't take any chances and threw him out just in case of a assasination. Now Hicks was back to square one so he decided of taking his stuff at the inn he was staying at and travel away from town. After about 30 minutes walk he saw the smoke from the city which was now in flames and he heard screams. He couldn't bare to watch or see so he just started to run and also cry.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Hicks knocked on the door to see if anyone was home. No answer. Hicks entered the cabin. "Excuse me, is anyone home?" Hicks shouted. Hicks got an answer but not the answer he had in mind. A mighty grouling sound came from the other room of the cabin, Hicks snuck up to the wall and leered over the corner of the doorway. What Hicks saw wasn't just two or three colours, it was all colours in the whole universe and it made Hicks all weird and dissy. Suddenly he found himself standing by the doorway squinting straight into the chaos and he felt the power sucking him in towards it. Hicks paniced and drew his sword for some reason and began to flail around with it. It just made the sword swing to close to it and he dropped it on the floor. Suddenly it all stopped and a man stood now infront of him. The man greeted and thanked him and went out of the cabin. It turnes out Hicks dropped the word on the cursed amulet which held the man prison. By that he took a good look around and found nothing in the cabin and went onwards with his journey.
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Quote from: hicksu on 14-04-2014
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Frisk
Roleplay Name: Hicks
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: no one
Previous roleplay experience: Have played Minecraft Roleplay and Starmade Roleplay
Why would you like to join our server: To enjoy some good role playing, and have fun.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Give me a reason not to!
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes, if I got the time!
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Hicks' eyes went wide open and in a flash he was already sitting up in his comfortable bed. He yelled "someone there?" and it went silent. Without a respons he started to snugg down into the warm bed. After a minute or so the whisperings came back but this time Hicks was ready. He jumped out of his bed and took his sword which was standing by his bed and drew it. "Show yourself! If you're after my life then go ahead and take it, but with a fair duel man vs. man!" Once again it went quiet and after that the night past withiout any further disturbance.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Hicks, which is loayle to the warlord and the highly upstanding, goes straight to the warlord and tells him the rebels hide out with the hopes of approval and the glory to serve. To get what he needs to live a happy life of his own with a wife, a house and his own shop which would sell all kinda stuff. On his way there he thought about the job of collecting taxes from the towns people which isn't the type of "loalty services" he would have in mind. But in the end it ended with him taking the job though it was quite good paid. After the visit by the castle/palace/city HQ he went straight out to east of town to start collect taxes when suddenly he met some people talking about the rebels and something about a attack on the castle/palace/city HQ. After the news Hicks ran back to the castle and reported his news. Hicks was so excited about the news and what his reward would be but as he tried to spit out the words they just came out in the wrong order making the guards and the warlord suspicious. They couldn't take any chances and threw him out just in case of a assasination. Now Hicks was back to square one so he decided of taking his stuff at the inn he was staying at and travel away from town. After about 30 minutes walk he saw the smoke from the city which was now in flames and he heard screams. He couldn't bare to watch or see so he just started to run and also cry.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Hicks knocked on the door to see if anyone was home. No answer. Hicks entered the cabin. "Excuse me, is anyone home?" Hicks shouted. Hicks got an answer but not the answer he had in mind. A mighty grouling sound came from the other room of the cabin, Hicks snuck up to the wall and leered over the corner of the doorway. What Hicks saw wasn't just two or three colours, it was all colours in the whole universe and it made Hicks all weird and dissy. Suddenly he found himself standing by the doorway squinting straight into the chaos and he felt the power sucking him in towards it. Hicks paniced and drew his sword for some reason and began to flail around with it. It just made the sword swing to close to it and he dropped it on the floor. Suddenly it all stopped and a man stood now infront of him. The man greeted and thanked him and went out of the cabin. It turnes out Hicks dropped the word on the cursed amulet which held the man prison. By that he took a good look around and found nothing in the cabin and went onwards with his journey.
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There we go! :)
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Gene
Roleplay Name: Maleficus
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience: None
Why would you like to join our server: To enter a world of endless wonder
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Maleficus, a master of the shadows whips out of his restful slumber and draws his dagger. As he waits for his foe to approach. He silently vanishes from his room to investigate, only to find that the creaking echo that had abruptly awoken him was the Devil himself. Mesmerized by the Devil's nipples Maleficus had foolishly let his defenses down. At that very moment in time he was staring into the eyes of a soulless fiend, who then sucked the soul from his flesh filled corpse. After the whole ordeal was over the Devil had proceeded to swallow Maleficus's body like a serpent.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organized, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Malecifus
enters the tavern looking to lend a helping hand to the warlord when, suddenly he realizes he wants neither to help the warlord nor the rebels. He wants to rule the town for his own, and in that moment he raises his dagger, and dashes towards the warlord with such a ferocity that he took him by surprise. To his own dismay the warlord is quick to react slashing and swinging like a madman when without warning the warlord shouts "striking shadow snake" and Maleficus lies dead.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Maleficus unnerved and armed gazes upon the unholiest of artifacts. The Necromancer of the marshlands falls to his knees in an evil chant. Maleficus shudders at the presence of fear as the bright flashes morph into the Lord of the Dead. Completely unaware of the power the Lord the of dead holds, Maleficus charges into the cabin when suddenly he is swept into the grasp of the Lords cold lifeless hands. Locking eyes with the foul beast, Maleficus knows this is the end of days.
Niggers
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Section 1:
Real Life Name: Bill Gatre
Roleplay Name: Tak'liok.
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Redbark.
Previous roleplay experience: I've been roleplaying for about 10 years. (I am currently 18.) It began with D&D in the garage with my brother, to me begin the DM with about 4 friends. I enjoy creating worlds and seeing people live them out. I currently roleplay on a server called Uthrandir, have done some roleplay in Garrys Mod (Clockwork). But yeah, not much.
Why would you like to join our server: Terraria has been one of my favorite games to play with friends, now that is replaced by Starbound and separate other games. And I never role played on a 2D screen.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Oui, or yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:Yes.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
(Doing this as a different character than my RP name)
Brynith Balehearth tightens his breath. After examining the room more he spots his satchel filled with coins on a nice table next to his bed. He notices a sharp butter knife. Unarmed, he picks up the knife, tightens his grip, and lets out a small prayer. As the whispers become louder he readies himself, lets out a small breath, and stands. The door flies open, revealing a large shadowy black figure, a rotting skull topping it off with chains floating around his body. Stricken with fear Brynith stares, unable to find the urge to fight. The black shadow flings a chain towards his legs, he falls. His head lets out a large crack against the floorboard as he drops his knife. He lets out a large howl, (NO... He is not a werewolf) he struggles to get up to his feet as another chains whips at his back. And another, and another. He lays limp on the ground as it floats over. A rotting arm grabs him by the skull, then chucks him to the wall. Brynith spots his knife before he begins to black out. He stands up. The creature allows. He stumbles over, crying. The creature flings a hefty chain to his head. He falls in agony. Guards finally approach upstairs, but all they see is a badly beaten corpse.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
(Before his death) Brynith Balehearth. A large burly blacksmith, renowned in town to be a gifted blacksmith. He works for the warlords, currently. Before the taxes he received a decent pay, lived a fair life with a wife and two daughters. However the taxes made him to become in debt. One of his daughters were killed in a riot, the other wounded. At this very moment it was obvious who he would supply with weapons. But he knew the warlord would find HIM and kill his current living family. Then proceed to torture Brynith until death. However he went with the rebels with an obvious reason
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Balehearth cries out, he drops the reins to his wagon filled to the brim with steel. He falls to his bum, dazed. After a couple of seconds he looks through the window. The cabin broken on the inside, chairs and tables broken, floorboards raised, and a few skulls litter the room. Balehearth stands away, grabs his wagon and retreats. Panting in fear.
More information about me, or works that I have done
PLEASE NOTE THIS IS NOT AN ADVERTISEMENT FOR THIS COMMUNITY, I AM SORRY IF THIS BREAKS THE RULES SO FAR IN PREVIOUS COMMUNITIES (Old ZARP, not current Zarp for example) THIS HAS NOT.
WORKS OF MINE
Custom Skink Race.
http://uthrandir.enjin.com/forum/m/7786138/viewthread/11893889-skinks-lizards-azruu (http://uthrandir.enjin.com/forum/m/7786138/viewthread/11893889-skinks-lizards-azruu)
Still in the making character profile.
http://uthrandir.enjin.com/forum/m/7786138/viewthread/12070894-aquetiq-xlatlkam-skink-commander (http://uthrandir.enjin.com/forum/m/7786138/viewthread/12070894-aquetiq-xlatlkam-skink-commander)
I made an application that I think is well received (On a different community), however I think this is enough semi-advertising for a community. Sorry about that.
NOTES: I execute RP very well. In other servers when I log and I get into a fight I will always consent to death. However the person I am usually roleplaying with say that they do not want to kill my character because they enjoy them, and are a fan of my roleplay.
People say I play fear RP really well (A trait which roleplayers commonly lack.)
People say I limit my characters, for example on one server I play a skink. A lizard like creature, small but agile who cannot speak common. I cannot go to IC events due to this.
I NEVER want to play OP characters.
Example: Werewolf vampire demon princesses that has control of a whole army. I will limit myself to, Person who controls an unorganized, army.
French is also my native language, that is how I met Redbark when he moved to France. I taught him.
{Accepted Pm a Mod for the server password.I'll be the judge of how well you RP bub}
I EXCEED the amount of respect I have for Hogger (Mostly because he is my fiancee's brother, and now my future brother in law) mostly because in WoW we party a lot, he roleplays fluently in English, and out of every single person I think he was the most enjoyable to roleplay with. No offense but that includes everyone I have met in this community. When you roleplay with him he creates an aura of creativity, then proceeds to kill your ego.
Is K I have no ego, it was thoroughly destroyed in Middle School.
Ouch.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Matt
Roleplay Name:
Zyten
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
None
Previous roleplay experience:
Relatively new to it but would like to get started in a game I enjoy.
Why would you like to join our server:
I want to find a place where i can RP and have fun with good people.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Yup.
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Yes sir.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
I fully agree.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Zyten sits waiting for another sound. Yet none to be heard. He cries out into the dark, "Hello? Anybody there?" He hears no noise still. He quietly rises from his spot and quietly moves towards the door. Suddenly he screams out, "Whoever is there better be careful. Else someone may end up without a head." he says as he opens the door quickly to nothingness. He says pondered, "My imagination is running wild i guess." Zyten then returns to his bed for the night to rest for the next day.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Zyten is a man who enjoys to watch chaos ensue starts formulating a plan. After waiting around and thinking, the plan comes to him. He waits for a good time to jump in and instigates trouble. Zyten finds the man who looks like he's the leader of the rebel force. He says to him, "Excuse me sir but i've heard that next door the tax collectors believe that you will never have the guts to perform anything against the warlord." The rebel leader replies sternly, "Oh really now? It seems i will have to get my hands dirty today after all." Zyten and the rebel leader head over to the tavern next door. The leader asks Zyten, "Now which one was it boy?" He replied, "It was that man in the back there chugging down that mug of ale." The leader pats Zyten on the back and he walks to the guard. During all this the other rebels tagged along behind, waiting outside. The rebel leader walks up to the man and he swiftly grabs the mug and punches the guard straight into the face with full force. He says, "That'll teach you to insult me." Then suddenly the tavern is quiet and the other guards start to surround the leader. But as they were about to commence the attack onto him the other rebels charged in and started an enormous brawl. While all the chaos was happening Zyten slipped away to sit back and watch. He says with a grin, "Ahhhh this is one of my more fine work if i do say so myself." That day most of the rebels were arrested along with the leader.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Zyten is intrigued by the strange lights so he peeks through the window. Not only to see some type of ritual happening with a man in a black cloak and a corpse on the ground. (My god what sorcery is this?) He tries to listen in but cant hear a sound from within. (Damn! This is getting strange though but i must keep watching) As Zyten continues to watch, the corpse has strange wisps flying into it. Then the corpse which was lying still not a minute ago gets up and is standing there waiting for orders. Zyten says loudly, "What the hell?!" The man in black turns quickly to the window and yells, "AN OUTSIDER! QUICKLY KILL HIM NOW YOU BEHEMOTH!" The corpse responds by smashing through the wall where Zyten was siting. The man yells again, "FOOL! YOU'VE DESTROYED MY HOME!" The corpse is unaffected as it lugs toward Zyten, who lays on the ground terrified. It grabs him by the waste and Zyten come back to his senses. He then yells, "LET ME DOWN DAMNIT!" Zyten then remembered about his small dagger he brought with and stabbed the walking corpse in the eye. It screamed out in pain, dropping Zyten. He then sprints away from the cabin to hide. As he is running the man yells, "I WILL FIND YOU! AND WHEN I DO YOU'LL REGRET PEEPING ON ME!" Zyten just keeps running as he believes he is far enough to get away. (My god i have to get to the next town.) He then goes off to tell someone of his tale yet nobody believes him. (Seems as this will just have to be kept to myself.)
Please fix your coding.
Still gotta fix that coding
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Foster
Roleplay Name:
Harold
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
None
Previous roleplay experience:
Lots, roleplayed on WoW a lot on a private server, I was in a roleplaying guild. I played a couple other games and roleplayed on them as well, one including Starbound.
Why would you like to join our server:
I would like something to do when I am bored! :D
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Yes, I have
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Of course
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
If I need to
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Harold sat on his bed and watched the door patiently. He gripped his trident firmly in his left hand. He couldn't help but think back to his small house on the edge of the sea, and the simpler times. He knew he was in danger as soon as he left on this journey, but continued nonetheless. It seems that danger has caught up to him. But Harold wasn't afraid, in fact, he was confident.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Harold remained in his house by the sea, content on being a neutral party. He preferred to be out of sight, and out of harms way, and besides, he made plenty of money hunting the sharks for ingredients. He agreed to himself that if danger was present he would take appropriate action, but until then he will relax and take it easy.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Harold isn't a man who takes risks, and upon seeing that bright flashes, his mind instantly jolted to one word: magic. He bolted out of there, continuing on past the cabin. Determined to find a safer place to spend the night, he continued on through the marshland, confident that he will soon find humanity.
Maybe - The RP is very third person orientated, we like to get a feel of how you do dialog wise. Other than that it looks good, just edit your examples a bit.
You should include direct dialogue in one of the questions if you expect us to do something that isn't directed... I'll post again anyways though.
Also, I made it third person oriented on purpose, do you prefer first person? Because I can easily do any.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Foster
Roleplay Name:
Harold
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
None
Previous roleplay experience:
Lots, roleplayed on WoW a lot on a private server, I was in a roleplaying guild. I played a couple other games and roleplayed on them as well, one including Starbound.
Why would you like to join our server:
I would like something to do when I am bored! :D
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Yes, I have
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Of course
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
If I need to
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
Harold sat on his bed and watched the door patiently. He gripped his trident firmly in his left hand. He couldn't help but think back to his small house on the edge of the sea, and the simpler times. He knew he was in danger as soon as he left on this journey, but continued nonetheless. It seems that danger has caught up to him. But Harold wasn't afraid, in fact, he was confident. The whispers continued, and somewhat confused Harold. If something was going to happen, it should have already happened. Frustrated, Harold rose from the bed with his trident, storming over to the door. He began yelling as he opened the door, "You have 5 second to tell me what you wan--...", but realized he was talking to no one. There was no one outside the door, and Harold let out a hesitant chuckle. He knew it wasn't his imagination, but shrugged it off and decided if he heard it again, then he would do something about it.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Harold remained in his house by the sea, content on being a neutral party. He preferred to be out of sight, and out of harms way, and besides, he made plenty of money hunting the sharks for ingredients. He agreed to himself that if danger was present he would take appropriate action, but until then he will relax and take it easy. However, one of Harold's friends from the town guard knocked on Harold's door as he was just settling in to read a good book. As soon as Harold opened the door, he knew what he was going to hear. The guard asked Harold to join him at the tavern to discuss the possible rebellion. Harold sighed, and then explained, "I am not the type of man to choose sides. Both have reasonable explanations for their actions, and I held no part in either of them, and will remain that way." The guard, dismayed, left Harold's house to search for other villagers who are willing to take up arms against this rebellion.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Harold isn't a man who takes risks, and upon seeing that bright flashes, his mind instantly jolted to one word: magic. He bolted out of there, continuing on past the cabin. Determined to find a safer place to spend the night, he continued on through the marshland, confident that he will soon find humanity. The cabin was almost out of view when Harold heard a loud pitched scream come from its direction. The scream sounded as if it came from a child, so Harold quickly turned around and raced back to the cabin. In front of the cabin stood a small girl, who could have been no older than seven. Harold approached the girl and got down on a knee to face her. "Are you okay, little girl?" Harold asked. The girl turned to face Harold, and in his horror he realized the girls eye color was a deep red. He knew that it wasn't natural and with the strange world Harold lives in, this little girl could have some serious power. The girl continued to stare at him blankly, making Harold feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, she began screaming again right in front of Harold. He took notice of her hands, as her nails were growing longer and sharper. Harold understood what was happening here- a transformation. As much as Harold cares about people who cannot defend themselves, he knew there was nothing he could do for this little girl, and took off running in the opposite direction, afraid of what she will become when she fully transforms.
Accepted-PM a mod for the password
Returning. Lost my old account, as my email did not pull anything up.
Accepted - Don't worry other mods this is a returning guy.
Section 1:
Real Life Name:
Nunya
Roleplay Name:
Caste
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:
N/A
Previous roleplay experience:
UO:Baja - Queen Sheeba's Alliance [QSA]
UO:Sanctuary - dat shard. http://www.sanctuaryshard.com/ (http://www.sanctuaryshard.com/)
WoW:RPvP - The Midnight Reveries midnightreveries.com
And a bunch of randoms...TSW had some decent RP.
Why would you like to join our server:
Looking for a good RP server.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?:
Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?:
Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?:
Sure
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I slip out of bed, loose my sword from a nearby hanging belt and drift quietly towards the door...
The squeaking comes to an abrupt stop as the whispers fade -- light licks at the edges of the hallway, dancing about a figure in the dark.
It appears to be a man slouched over a candle, the farmer, possibly comatose in transit from the drunkenness of the previous evening.
I place a hand on his shoulder to wake him as the body crumples to the ground. A spattering of blood glints off the walls, his candle dancing at the disturbance.
The blood has been brushed into symbols and shapes, the smell of burning iron in the air... I slowly back away, watching the shadows for any movement, any sign that whatever did this, might still be lurking nearby.
With careful steps backwards i grasp for the exit. Finding the doorway I take one last look at the figure, turn, and run for the forest.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Two guards stand outside the 'Broken Flail' - One greeting a variety of possible recruits, the other careful reading a parchment stamped by Royal Seal.
The seal is meant to be gold, in reality it is gold paint flecking off red wax; the parchment has been washed for reuse and the ribbon has begun to fray.
The greeter places his hand on my shoulder laughing. He is proud, jovial even. I am told to have a seat inside, the recruitment would begin after a short announcement.
The other guard never looks up.
The meeting begins. The greeter now stands in the middle of the room. He is telling people of glory, victory and vision, the need for stronger guards with the will to strengthen the kingdom.
The first guard quietly watches form the back.
As the meeting comes to an end I approach the front, ask to join and where and when to go for training. What supplies I will need. The greeter is overjoyed that I have decided to join.
He is more than helpful.
Two days later I show up at the training area -- No other recruits are to be seen.
The first guard is there, he folds up the same piece of parchment he had been reading before. As I arrive he begins walking towards me.
I bow my head in greeting as I feel the blade pierce my ribs.
There is blood in my mouth and on my hands, all I see is him walking away.
This is my last report to the Rebellion,
In Trust, Victory and Death,
~Caste
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Caste presses his sword into the door frame. A slow press on the hilt and its hinges finally groan in release.
There, in the center of the small cabin, a child sits. Their eyes closed, a small stone atop their head.
Orange, purple, purple, orange, purple, orange, orange - the stone flashes.
The child's eyes are closed, skin and hair an icy white.
Purple, orange, orange.
Slowly Caste approaches, carefully reaching a hand towards the stone.
Orange, orange, orange.
He quickly plucks it off the child's head. Everything is quite, the child remains motionless. He holds up the stone in his hand to get a closer look...
Red.
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*Updated
{Accepted-Please PM a mod for the password}
Section 1:
Real Life Name: John
Roleplay Name: Merythil
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience: I have roleplayed countless times, including other Terraria RP servers (Caphori being one of them) as well as Fanfiction.
Why would you like to join our server: I miss Terraria RP
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Definitely
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Sure
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Merythil grabbed the closest thing he could find that resembled a weapon in his bedroom. An iron poker, used for pushing around hot logs in his fireplace, yes that would do. He quickly took a concealed position inside of his estate, ready for whatever was outside to either step into his web, or leave knowing that what lives inside is too risky to fight, just to raid the contents of the house.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Merythil decided to check around, and scout out both taverns. If the area is too dangerous, he would leave town and start fresh elsewhere, as he didn't want to get involved and be on the brink of death or worse. If this isn't the best course of action, he felt he would probably join the town guard, as they are trained fighters and what they are doing is benefiting our town's survival.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Merythil observed the cabin, and seeing that there appeared to be flashes of arcane powers, he was slightly afraid. He also was aware that even though he was far from civilization, he didn't want to get sent to jail for trespassing or peeping. He decided the best course of action in this situation was to exit swiftly and silently.
[You've already been accepted, please PM an active moderator for the password.]
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Daniel
Roleplay Name: Damien
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience: Roleplay games, D&D, Various forum and tabletop roleplay games
Why would you like to join our server: I want to play a good terraria roleplay
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Damien draws his sword and carefully sneaks to the side of the door. He listens with one ear to the door and waits for the "Visitors" to make their move. He waits for them to be at his door and after confirming that it was not one of his hosts out for a midnight stroll along the house, he slams the door open with his sword drawn, ready for whatever might be on the other side.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Damien walks to a spot in between the two taverns and adopts the stance of a begger while listening in to the conversations, what he can make out anyway. he then get up after receiving a few coins and getting enough information before preceding to go find a third party interested in paying for such information.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: "Magic..." Damien grumbles under his breath before taking a stance with his sword drawn next to the door, he nudges the door open with the tip of his shoe, carefully looking inside to find... Nothing, not nothing as in an empty cabin nothing as in Nothing, just darkness. He stares warily into the darkness and makes out a pulsing light, purple then orange, purple, orange. He almost steps in but at the last moment he turns and looks around the ground, finding a small rock he returns to the cabin door. He reels back and throws the rock at the light. The light stops pulsing, now staying at a steady crimson, deeper than normally possible. The light glows as if angry at Damien for disturbing it. The door slowly creaks as it shuts, and with a click and a thumping sound, the door locks itself.
Accepted. Please PM a mod for your password.
Also, sorry about the long wait.
Roleplay Name: Gondalorgh Kul
Roleplay Age: 53
Players you already know on the on the server: None
Previous roleplay experience: Garrysmod DarkRP, Rolemaster
Why would you like to join our server: Because I love roleplay and getting into a different character
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Gondalorgh being the wise and shrewd man he was soon came to the conclusion that he had emerged from the marshy jungle into what was known as the hallowed, remembering what his father had taught him when he was only a 'wee' lad he hastily avoided the cabin soon later a he left the hallowed region his his mind bulging of stories he had been told about unicorns and pixies, the fright filled him.
Please use the full application.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Luke
Roleplay Name: Darwin
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: I am friends with Grayzar and a few others.
Previous roleplay experience: I have played on Caphori, but felt it was necessary to make an application anyway.
Why would you like to join our server: Because I know how fun it is here, and would love to start roleplaying again!
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: I've read it top to bottom!
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Of course!
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Sure!
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
As Darwin is just about to fall asleep, he hears creaking in the floor outside his room. It isn't enough to make him curious until he hears what he thinks is an echoing whisper. Darwin, being the explorer he is, slowly crawls out of bed. He was just getting comfy, too! He slips on a light jacket and opens his bedroom door, which creates a long soft squeak. He looks around the hallway to see if anybody is walking about.
"Miss? Are you awake?" he whispers into the darkness.
After getting no reply, Darwin shrugs it off.
"Probably just a stupid old rat or something," he says to himself, walking back into the room and closing the door.
He hops back into his bed and covers himself with blankets. He closes his eyes and quickly falls asleep, dreaming about the big breakfast the woman who was kind enough to let him stay the night promised she would make. Darwin drools all over his pillow!
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Darwin hears rumors that a rebellion is being planned against the local warlord. He usually doesn't take sides, more than likely just sitting on the fence at any given chance.
Darwin thinks the whole thing over. On one hand, he's friends with some of the guards of the town and would hate to fight against them, but on the other hand he also didn't very much like the idea of paying such high taxes.
He ultimatly decides that he'll just stay out of the whole thing, although he would end up rooting for the rebels to win. He acts as a member of an audience, cheering for a team at a sport match or something.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
Darwin yanks his foot out of some mud when he finds himself infront of a cabin. It's been weeks since he's stopped to rest in an actual house. Darwin walks up to one of the windows and looks through, finding a light flashing purple and orange.
"Magic...?" he asks himself, wondering what the purpose of the light was, or who was making it.
He walks back to the front door and knocks on it. As he knocks, the door opens by itself.
"Helloooo?" he says into the cabin. "Anybody home?"
After hearing nothing, he walks in. He looks through the small amount of rooms and finds that the light is nowhere to be found. But he does find a bed! He collapses onto it, ignoring the fact that there could verywell be some paranormal beings living inside the cabin.
Accepted. Please PM me for the server password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Carl
Roleplay Name: Pun
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Miley Sakiko
Previous roleplay experience: Various Touhou-based RPs.
Why would you like to join our server: Was invited to play, told that there are numerous unqie features. Terraria RP is fairly new to me, but it piques my interest quite a bit.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Remain still and try to look at what it could possibly be through just below the crack in the door. If possible, quietly peek out of the door to investigate, with my best not to be seen.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Being against such tyranny, I would remain quiet, and listen in on the guards from outside. Once I have enough information, I report it to the rebellion, in an attempt to make a coup d'etat successful.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Magic? I'm just a traveller. I'm quite exhausted, and the last thing I need is an encounter with something possibly hostile. I'd do my best to get away from there.
I'm not sure I can get behind the name Pun....but what the hell. Accepted. PM any active moderator for the password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Isaac
Roleplay Name: Sorohn
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Miley Sakiko
Previous roleplay experience: I have ten years of roleplaying experience: 4 in Forum based rps, 2 in Skype-IM based rps and 10 in tabletop rpgs
Why would you like to join our server: I'm a fan of well-maintained and rich story line based rps. With experience in Forum, Skype, and Tabletop based role-plays, one put in a game I like playing is hard to pass up. This was even recommended to me by a friend, so I have even more reason to think highly about joining
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: While laying there, I listen as best as I can to the whispers. I'm trying to determine whether or not I should be prepared for the worst. If I hear something that could end up causing me to distrust them, I'll prepare to take on what I can, should I have to.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: I begin by peeking into the rebellion meeting, standing by shortly to hear what needs to be said. If I can agree to their methods, I may consider joining them. However, conversely, should I disagree with how things are done, I'll take my leave and wish them luck on handling what they can.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: I make my to distance myself from the cabin, weapon and/or spells ready should whatever is there attacks. As I have prepared myself, I slowly close in on the door and open it, ready for what's to come.
Accepted. Please PM an active moderator for the password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: I'd rather not share
Roleplay Name: Helliell
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Leone_Secare
Previous roleplay experience: None.
Why would you like to join our server: I've recently started playing Terraria multiplayer and I was looking for a good server, my friend recommended me this server and I saw that it was a RP server. I thought about trying my hand at role playing and see if it suits me.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes... I think...
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I keep my eye open and try to make sense of the whispers "Come on, go in" Says one voice "No way man! You go in,
this was -your- idea!" Says another voice, both voices sounded masculine. Well.. Whatever could this be? I get up, where's that damned knuckle duster? I tip-toe to my duffle bag as fast and as quiet as I can, which isn't -very- stealthy but it's enough to not distract the voices outside "He looked shady, he might jump at us" Hm, not too far off the mark there "He won't kill us" Are you sure about that? I snicker to myself, those two are lucky they didn't wake me up from my sleep. Finally found my precious piece, the knuckle duster. I slip it on my fingers, it feels so right to have this weapon in my hand "How can you be so sure? He looked menacing too, for all you know this guy could have serious trust issues" Wow, someone makes good guesses. I siddle to the door "We can't stand here all night" You are damn right about that! I fling the door open and beyond it are two adolescents, both wearing casual farm clothing and both have a horrified expression on their faces. The one on the left is taller than his friend and he takes a step back when he notices the knuckle duster.
I smile "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, mind sharing what it's all about?" The teens look at each other and gulp before the short one speaks "We're sorry for coming to you at this time but we couldn't talk to you earlier, too busy" I nod "Sir.. We'd like to get away from here" I raise an eyebrow "This isn't the kind of life we want! It's suffocating here, we're always ordered around" The taller one stepped in "Can you please escort us to the nearest town in your travel?" I chuckle. Runaway boys, classy "First, are you sure you want to do this? Think of your parents" I start "Second, I don't mind escorting you but it won't be free, I need to make a living you know" Both boys nod "And lastly, can either one of you even use a sword properly?" Both of them avoid making eye contact and I chuckle again "So you'll take us with you?" The shorty asked "Sure, but after I drop you off at town, you're on your own" Both nodded and bowed "Thank you so much!" I shrug "Don't be so hasty to thank me, let's get to town first and then thank me" The brothers give each other a undecided look before nodding again and leaving. Guess I've got extra load on the way ahead. No problem, I've had escort jobs before. Door closed and locked this time, I place the knuckle duster under my pillow and lay down for some well needed sleep, damn kids.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
So these are the two taverns huh. On the left is a tavern with a shield and sword covered by roses as it's banner while the second one on the right has a whip with blood leaking off of it. Who thought that placing two taverns in such a close proximity would be a good idea? Whatever. I enter the tavern on the right.
The interior is not as grandoise as you would expect. It -is- a tavern after all. The place has a comfy appeal about it, tables and chairs placed in groups, mostly occupied by men who are more focused on talking than drinking whatever there is to drink here. One of them stands out, wearing a wide brimmed hat with a collection of wide and red feathers on top of it. I sigh, if this is the leader of this so called resistance, he is either daft or he's trying really hard to stand out.
I skid over to his table but before I can even approach to talk to him, I am stopped by a pair of men, both of them are giant walls of muscles with faces that are not too pretty "Fellas, I just wanna talk to that guy there, with the hat" One of them takes a look behind him "What for?" The other asks, his accent is so heavy he couldn't hide it even if he tried "To talk business" One of the apes goes over to the guy. I'm surprised I didn't hear him say anything "Oi, let the lad in" He says. The apes relent. I approach the man, if there was another thing that could distinguish him from other people, it would be the vertical scar on his right eye "What's this about?" He asked "I'll make this quick, I don't know if it will be of good of bad for you but the tavern next door has the whole town guard sitting in it, make what you will of it" I turn to leave "Wait!" He tells me and I turn to him "How do you know that?" He asks and I snicker "Can't poke your head into the other building for a moment?" I leave and the man doesn't stop me this time.
Let the two forces fight each other if they want, I've done my part here.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
A cabin. Materalized from the fog. In the middle of the marshland. Either I've either lost it, considering that I've been walking through this dreaded place for so long without so much as even a rat for company, -or- this might just be someone's house. Someone? Like who? A witch? Maybe. A killer? Plausible. But now when I think about it, those flashes of light might mean it's a mage. Or warlock.
So... Helliell kill or Helliell no kill? Pulling a throwing knife out of its place on my belt, I throw it into the window. Ten seconds pass without change. Another knife, with much force behind the throw. I hear wood splinter as it sticks fast in whatever it is it got stuck in. The light show stops. Ah s***. I mush up to the wall and prepare another knife for a throw. The seconds seem to slowly crawl by as I wait for whatever it is to come out. More time passes and I hear the door of the cabin creak open. The soft foot falls on moss. Here it comes.
A robed figure passes the corner but I hold my hand. The figure has both of my knives in hand and it's holding both of them by the sharp end "These are yours?" The quiet, reserved tone of the woman(!) whispers questioningly. I lowered my own hand "Yes.. I'm sorry for that" I say as I take back the knives I threw inside "Why are you living out here in the marsh?" I asked "It's quiet, people barely bother me" She answers "You must be traveling, perhaps you'd like to rest a while in my cabin?" She asks this time. I... uhh... I've heard stories of witches out in these parts and I don't plan to become a puppet.. Even though the offer is alluring, how does she look under those robes? I quickly shake the thought away, witches "I thank your generous offer but I must be going" I answer "So you must be hurrying then" She says. Her hand reachs for something in her robe and my own hand is ready for a throw should she try to kill me with a wand of something "Take this" She hands me a potion, the neck of the bottle is thin and long and there's a small ball at the bottom "This should help you reach your destination faster" She says. I take the potion "Thank you" I bow curtly before turning and continuing my journey. Did I dare drink the potion? No. I did not, I should go to a alchemist and ask him to identify this potion. For all I know, this is a love potion and she will want me to be a slave to her.
Accepted, please PM any active moderator for the password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Zac
Roleplay Name: Bagoul
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Brasht, Cromwell, Wayland (all the same person, different characters.)
Previous roleplay experience: Close to none.
Why would you like to join our server: Because a lot of my friends play on it and i want to join them.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yeah
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yep
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I reach to my left, and to my surprise, my sword is gone. I then stand up and rush to the door. Screams echoed throughout the house. I open the door and see a bright light beaming through the hallway. I approach it, all of the screams come to a sudden halt. I freeze in my tracks. I venture into the light. Three black figures emerged. "HELP ME!" I heard. I knew i had to act quickly. I jumped towards one of the figures, only to find that they were shadows. "What are you doing?", "Is he okay?". My eyes opened and i was surrounded by the family that I had been staying with. Was it all a dream?
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
I take command of the rebel army, I tell them that "It is our time to become leaders, to become free!" We plan the assault for days, Even letting the tavern workers know that we would be invading. In fact we armed the workers with swords and crossbows, to help the fight. It was dusk, and our plan was slowly unfolding. We watched as the Town Guard entered the tavern. The windows were open, and it was time. We unleashed our army, not holding back anything. The town guard submitted almost immediately. "A victory, as expected", I claimed as we carried out the rest of the guards.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
I slowly open the door, and peer inside. To my surprise, my best friend Jake was hunched over a lifeless body. I silently slip inside and make my way to the opposite side of the room, his back towards me. I search my backpack for my blowgun I was given to hunt with. Three tranquilizer darts left.. "sorry man." I say to myself. I carefully aim for the neck, then fire. Direct hit. I then approach his body and see two orbs in his hands, they are glowing wonderful bright orange and deep purple. I reach down to pick them up, but the once lifeless body grabbed my arm. She whispered "Leave this place... before its too late." Then lost consciousness. I removed the dart from Jakes neck, and left not knowing if the person i would trust with my life was who i thought he was.
REAPPLY(dont know how to un-underline it ): )
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Alexander
Roleplay Name: Faust
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None?
Previous roleplay experience: Multiple RP Chatrooms, a few D&D games
Why would you like to join our server: Because Terraria is a fun game, and it's a shame to play such a fun game all by your lonesome.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yeah. It's actually under the Intro now.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Okay?
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
I grab my sword lying against the wall, quietly unsheathe it, and wait by the door. What reason a small farmhouse would have to sneak about in the night unsettles me so. Minutes pass, and the whispering fades... I sleep with a smaller blade unsheathed, just to make sure that these simple farmfolk are not working with the local bandits.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
I would have to question the architect, for it seems a tad insane to place two taverns so close to one another. I call both the Leader of the Resistance and Guard to a place of worship; A place where both men have been before. I tell them both that they need to set aside their differences, and convince the Warlord to bring his troops home; Since the war is hurting the commonfolk, and the locals have been plagued by pestilence and crooks alike. I question the Authority of this warlord, and I wonder if it would be a wise Idea to oust him from his position into the nearest Prison.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
This is obviously the home of someone who wished not to be disturbed, but my rations have been almost depleted... Some chances must be taken.
Summoning up my courage, I knock on the door of the dilapidated hut, expecting a great and powerful warlock or witch. But to my surprise, a pair of elvish younglings answer my call. Not to frighten them, I stand completely motionless; hoping for them to not think of me as a threatening presence. They allow me in, and give me food and water to drink.
I tell them tales of my travels of lands near and far, from speaking with the noble dragons of Gan'as; to the rather exotic dancers of Tyvir. After telling as many tales as I can to appease these young elves, I tell them that I have lost my way. With that, they gear up and help me find my way out of the woods... In rather remarkable timing, as it was supposed to take a month to reach my destination.
...For some reason I have never gotten lost since, like they are still guiding me to the places I seek.
Accepted=Please PM any active Admin for your password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Frank
Roleplay Name: Abdul
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: No.
Previous roleplay experience: Minecraft, D&D, IRC RP, GMod, Habbo (yes, there are RP games in Habbo)
Why would you like to join our server: Because Terraria has more posibilities if you have enough imagination.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
"Holy mother of Muhammad, who is there?" I think. The door opens, and with the moonlight I see his face. A thief.
Quickly I grab my knife from a boot. "Stay back, or I cut your neck and put your skull on my wagon." I say, but as he laughs, he grabs a pistol from his pocket. My knife is useless against that, so I drop it and raise my hands.
"Look, buddy, I dont want to kill you, I just want your money. So, would you kindly give me all your money so I can leave this place without staining my hands with blood?" he says. Despite being polite, he is trying to rob me.
"As you wish, friend." and I put a hand in a pocket and grab a little and heavy bag. "Slowly" he says "I dont want you to try anything funny". I give him the bag. "47 platinum coins, it's all I have". "Really? 47 plat? Lets see." he says, and he opens the bag, looks inside, breathes, and suddenly he drops the bag and faints. How fool, that bag contained Ascita Walizor spores, a poison powder used to medical purposes. Breathing it results in inmediate coma, and maybe death.
I grab my bag, his tools, his weapons, close his eyes and, when the sun rises, pray for his soul.
"My dear Lord, forgive me for this. I want to go with you, but I'm not ready to die yet."
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Goverment has been too hard with townsfolks, so rebels will have my help. I sneak into the tavern and look for the leader.
"Psst, hey you. There is another guy in the other tavern who says that your mother married with a camel. He's the one with the yellow armor." I whisper. "What, really? We'll see about that".
He enters the other tavern and grabs the guards' boss. "I'll teach you some lesson, you scumbag!" he yells, and beats his face. Another guard punches the rebel's stomach, and he whistles. Rebels enter the tavern to help him, as many guards join. The result is more than expected: a bloody fight. After that one, and the following ones, I heal the rebels and poison the guards. No one would suspect that a medic is helping one of the sides and killing the other.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
I get scared. "This is withcraft, art of the devil!". Without even check the interior, I grab stones and sticks, and lock the door. After that, I burn that house down. "May the Lord has mercy of you, piece of shits!" I yell. And while I praise, the cabin lifts up, levitating. It emits more lights, and suddenly disapears. I leave that place, but from the fog emerges a lot of misterious creatures, and they don't look friendly. Maybe they saw what I have done. They are too much, so I run the hell away.
{Accepted-Pm a mod for the password}
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Quote from: Frank Einstein on 28-08-2014
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Frank
Roleplay Name: Abdul
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: No.
Previous roleplay experience: Minecraft, D&D, IRC RP, GMod, Habbo (yes, there are RP games in Habbo)
Why would you like to join our server: Because Terraria has more posibilities if you have enough imagination.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Yes.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Yes.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?:
"Holy mother of Muhammad, who is there?" I think. The door opens, and with the moonlight I see his face. A thief.
Quickly I grab my knife from a boot. "Stay back, or I cut your neck and put your skull on my wagon." I say, but as he laughs, he grabs a pistol from his pocket. My knife is useless against that, so I drop it and raise my hands.
"Look, buddy, I dont want to kill you, I just want your money. So, would you kindly give me all your money so I can leave this place without staining my hands with blood?" he says. Despite being polite, he is trying to rob me.
"As you wish, friend." and I put a hand in a pocket and grab a little and heavy bag. "Slowly" he says "I dont want you to try anything funny". I give him the bag. "47 platinum coins, it's all I have". "Really? 47 plat? Lets see." he says, and he opens the bag, looks inside, breathes, and suddenly he drops the bag and faints. How fool, that bag contained Ascita Walizor spores, a poison powder used to medical purposes. Breathing it results in inmediate coma, and maybe death.
I grab my bag, his tools, his weapons, close his eyes and, when the sun rises, pray for his soul.
"My dear Lord, forgive me for this. I want to go with you, but I'm not ready to die yet."
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?:
Goverment has been too hard with townsfolks, so rebels will have my help. I sneak into the tavern and look for the leader.
"Psst, hey you. There is another guy in the other tavern who says that your mother married with a camel. He's the one with the yellow armor." I whisper. "What, really? We'll see about that".
He enters the other tavern and grabs the guards' boss. "I'll teach you some lesson, you scumbag!" he yells, and beats his face. Another guard punches the rebel's stomach, and he whistles. Rebels enter the tavern to help him, as many guards join. The result is more than expected: a bloody fight. After that one, and the following ones, I heal the rebels and poison the guards. No one would suspect that a medic is helping one of the sides and killing the other.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?:
I get scared. "This is withcraft, art of the devil!". Without even check the interior, I grab stones and sticks, and lock the door. After that, I burn that house down. "May the Lord has mercy of you, piece of shits!" I yell. And while I praise, the cabin lifts up, levitating. It emits more lights, and suddenly disapears. I leave that place, but from the fog emerges a lot of misterious creatures, and they don't look friendly. Maybe they saw what I have done. They are too much, so I run the hell away.
Hello Abby.
Goodbye Abby.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Tyler Strech
Roleplay Name: Lucent Wolfkin
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Dungeon_Lord
Previous roleplay experience: tons, mainly in Terraria, was pretty into the legend of anthia as one server
Why would you like to join our server:pretty bored, and have had a longing for rping again
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: I'm assuming that that is the main thread with the first post being the rules and stuff, so yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: yeah
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: sure
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: I strain to listen to the whispers as I try to get out of the bed as quietly as possible, first moving towards the door to hear better, then moving towards the window, after deciding not to chance that these are good people, opening it slowly to make the least amount of sound as possible, and climb out, attracting as little attention as possible to my departure.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord decides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumors spread that the warlord needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organized, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: I don't really give too much of a shit about what I do for money, so I talk around, see what the tax collectors get paid, and seeing what the rebels pay, if they even do, and figure it out from there. I may be pulled a bit more from the rebels, because I admire chaos, and if they succeed, someone eventually will want to take them down, and I'll be there to back them up, if they have the money...
You have been traveling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: "Man, I don't want do deal with any magic bullshit..." I may be hungry, but I'd rather not chance meeting an pissed off conjuror whose ritual I just interrupted. I try to keep the cabin in the corner of my eye as I walk away, so if anything comes from the cabin, I might have a chance of reacting to it.
Approved. PM an active moderator for the password.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Ian
Roleplay Name: Dr.jaws
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: Sort of Captain Harlock , he introduced me to it .
Previous roleplay experience: i used to do a (loosely based ) final fantasy minecraft server which had forms very similar to this and the server had somewhat strict rules . i also make lore in my freetime .
Why would you like to join our server: mainly becuase i like roleplay servers , and want to get into a terraria one .
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: yes
Do you agree to follow the rules?: yes
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: yes
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Dr. jaws quickly clings to the ceiling and grabs a small throwing knife out of his lower left pocket . he then notices that it was merely a goose . the fact a wild goose got in to the house suprises him but he decides to ignor this wild critter and goes back to sleep.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: He decided to stay out of it , but instead of just leaving he hides out in the hillside and watch as a meduim sized skirmish unfolds . however he sees that a wild lizard has been trapped during the fighting and decideds to go rescue it . he runs down to the two taverns , throws a knife at a town guard . graps the liard and runs off with out anyone noticing.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: he feels greeted in as a species of magical Insectman from his homelands was in the cottage. he was a grawlnawlay beetleman. The Grawlnawlay were a large tribe of beetle shamans who lived on a cone shaped island in the middle of a large mangrove swamp. he knew he was a Grawlnawlay from the flashing purple and orange lights which come from his large lighted cheeks . He then greets him , he has some conversations about the homelands wit h the beetle , and then he stays the night in the cottage.
Seems pretty good. Just need to check your spelling errors... but don't worry about it. I screw up from time to time myself.Please PM a Terraria mod for your password
Section 1:
Real Life Name:Patrick
Roleplay Name:Magus
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server: None, I am new to the community.
Previous roleplay experience: Hm, difficult, i didn´t roleplay too much, but a little bit has been done :)
Why would you like to join our server: It seems interesting, i am new to the roleplaying, so i wanna try it.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: Yes.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: Sure.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: Of course.
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: Take my gun and shout: If you come one step closer, i will shoot!
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: Stay out of it, i don´t risk a fight.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: Go along and ignore the cabin, its too dangerous.
PENDING. Needs discussion.
Also need to extend your roleplay a bit. We want to see what you are capable of, and a few sentences seems rather uncouth.
Section 1:
Real Life Name: Jonathan
Roleplay Name: Luceen
Section 2:
Players you already know on the on the server:none.... probably ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Previous roleplay experience: I once played on another Terraria roleplay server known as "Angels vs Demons 4" or something generic like that. It wasn't a very good experience at all, so I left about a year ago. I recently started playing Terraria again, and decided to try roleplaying again.
Why would you like to join our server:I like to join new servers, ones that have only been up for a couple days or so. I was looking through the server list on Terraria Online, and there was a fairly recent post about this website on it. I decided to check it out.
Section 3:
Have you read the "Rules and Regulations" thread?: I read it before coming here, but I didn't see any checkbox, or super secret hidden word to prove I read them. I guess you'll just have to trust me.
Do you agree to follow the rules?: I do.
Will you agree to a One week probation Period?: I'm no member yet, so I have not a choice but to accept. So, yes, but what does that even mean?
Section 4:
You spend the night in a small farmhouse, after a nice large meal you are given a warm bed to sleep in but as you settle in to bed you hear the floor boards outside your door creak and whispers echo in to your ears. What do you do?: The farmer and his wife's arguing continued to escalate, until they were just short of screaming at each other. The farmer had too much to drink during supper, and it seemed to have soured his own temperament, as well as his wife's. The price of spirits certainly weren't what they used to be. Luceen began to feel frustration as the hour waned. How long have they been at this? Why can't these bumpkins just go to sleep already?
Luceen quickly rebuked himself over his thoughts. This kind couple had provided him with a meal, and even a place to rest his head, if only for a few moments. He should not think ill of them.
Although, the true services they provided him had yet to happen. Just as soon as they fell asleep.....
Luceen would count to 500 each time he heard a noise. When it was silent long enough to reach 500, Luceen was convinced they were finally asleep. Carefully, without making a single sound, even on the creaky floorboards, Luceen crept like a serpent into the couple's master bedroom.....
Somewhere around 15 minutes later, Luceen calmly closed the door of the farmhouse behind him. He then located a suitable shrub for him to vomit all the physical food he had consuumed that night into. When the routine was finished, Luceen continued down the midnight road. Tomorrow, the couple would be found dead in their beds without so much of a scratch on their bodies, inside or out. Luceen's victims always puzzled physicians, as they could never find any possible cause of death. They had recently begun to call it the "Silent Plague." There had been many stories made about the kind of creature Luceen was; All of them exaggerated and untrue. The most common belief was that he possessed two large fangs, and used them to bite people and drink their blood. The thought of that made Luceen nauseous. In reality, Luceen did not require physical contact with his victims in order to siphon their vitality.
He sighed, and continued down the moonlit road.
After living in a large town for three years of turmoil, the local warlord desides to raise taxes yet again to wage his wars against far off lands, rumours spread that the warlard needs new tax collectors to enforce these strict laws while other sources say that a small scale rebellion is being organised, both the town guard and this resistant faction are meeting in two taverns next to one another. What do you do?: His few possesions packed, Luceen hit the road, with the intention of never returning. He always hated politics and rebellions. With rebellions came conspiracies, with conspiracies came inquisitors, and with inquisitors came unwanted questions. Questions that could unveil a connection between him and the silent plauge. Best leave town before it catches fire. He did however worry for-
"Sir! wait up Sir! Let me speak to you for a moment!"
Luceen tensed.
You have been travelling for weeks, in the past 5 days you haven't seen a single soul as you march continuously through the local marshland until a cabin emerges through the fog, the door is not locked, the cabin has 2 windows on either end, upon peering closer through the window on your side you see bright flashes of purple and orange fly out. What do you do?: A cabin meant only one thing. Humans. And with light inside no less. How long had it been, Luceen thought, how long since he had fed on a healthy man? These past weeks, Luceen was forced to sustain himself on lowly plant and animal vitality. It had made him weak, but tonight, he would grow strong again! With a carnal glint of hunger in his eyes, and a ravenous grin, Luceen pulled open the door.
Luceen soon learned that he should've just ignored the cabin and moved on. It was a night he wouldn't forget.
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