The Crystal Nexus [Started | Accepting(1) via PM]

[Enrise]

A wise and old man once told me' date=' "All problems can be solved."

Thus, in this case, you need to have some creativity, and such. You just need to try.

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I would like to meet this wise old man, cause Honestly, I do not agree, How so? And also, there wasn't an wise old man that told me this. I told you this.

I would like to show more during the RP, though I will not get the chance to do so Why not?

 

Hopefully you are not a wise old man lol... How's about you live in my shoes for one day and try to fix the problems I've been trying to fix for years Personal reasons should not be posted in threads, or not be mentioned at all on YCM. PM's are an exception however.

 

And I'm not going to be accepted that's why Clothing seems bland, give more description. Personality, give more about him. That's all there really is to it.

 

Now, I'd like to hold off the posts for now. If you want to continue this, PM says "Hello Namo."

[Umbra]

Namo' date=' you need to flesh out your application a bit. I'm not sure whether to accept you or not, since I don't have that much to work with.

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Now by Flesh out you mean to add more to the Biography or the Personality as I think they are both very short

 

Exactly.

[Magnet Soldier]

soldier' date=' not accepted. I have seen you use that name before, and I personally dislike people who use the same name for all of their characters. Not to mention that your grammar is subpar and annoying. [b']I have changed the name, so that shouldn't be a problem. And on the grammer, word had no problems. If there are any problems such as me spelling colour with a U that is because I am British.[/b]

 

Sorry, you did not make the cut.

[Umbra]

soldier' date=' not accepted. I have seen you use that name before, and I personally dislike people who use the same name for all of their characters. Not to mention that your grammar is subpar and annoying. [b']I have changed the name, so that shouldn't be a problem. And on the grammer, word had no problems. If there are any problems such as me spelling colour with a U that is because I am British.[/b]

 

Sorry, you did not make the cut.

 

Capitalization errors, spelling errors - no, I don't mean spelling colour with a U, I mean things like spelling executioner with an A, grammar with an E, Bargheim incorrectly several times in a row...

 

No, according to me, you are not grammatically skilled enough to join this roleplay. I wish you the best of luck in finding another, but I'm afraid this is as far as you will go.

 

Also, from now on - this will go into my signature eventually, and in the rule posts of future RPs - I will use a Limit Rule. If you edit your application more than once, after it has been confirmed by both yourself and I as an application, you will be denied further applications to that roleplay. This isn't a bannable offense, as I'm not a mod, just a personal statement - I will not accept applications after you've broken the Limit Rule, simple as that.

[Enrise]

soldier' date=' not accepted. I have seen you use that name before, and I personally dislike people who use the same name for all of their characters. Not to mention that your grammar is subpar and annoying. [b']I have changed the name, so that shouldn't be a problem. And on the grammer, word had no problems. If there are any problems such as me spelling colour with a U that is because I am British.[/b]

 

Sorry, you did not make the cut.

 

Capitalization errors, spelling errors - no, I don't mean spelling colour with a U, I mean things like spelling executioner with an A, grammar with an E, Bargheim incorrectly several times in a row...

 

No, according to me, you are not grammatically skilled enough to join this roleplay. I wish you the best of luck in finding another, but I'm afraid this is as far as you will go.

 

Also, from now on - this will go into my signature eventually, and in the rule posts of future RPs - I will use a Limit Rule. If you edit your application more than once, after it has been confirmed by both yourself and I as an application, you will be denied further applications to that roleplay. This isn't a bannable offense, as I'm not a mod, just a personal statement - I will not accept applications after you've broken the Limit Rule, simple as that.

 

Good rule.

I use that a lot in my RP's, when the app seems off for some reasons, I give the applier one more chance.

[Wuu.]

I don't know if my skills can make it for this roleplay, but whatever.

Name: Feon Abbatis

Gender: Male

Appearance: Feon is nothing taller than the average man, and isn't very different from what a villager should look like. His body is somewhat muscular, and has a slight brown skin tone. He has black, somewhat long unkempt hair. in all, his face looks like that of an African, with a big, flat nose, he also has a rather big mouth. Instead of his eyes being black-brown the colour of his eyes are that of an emerald.

Clothing: He wears a broken white cotton shirt and brown leather vest over it, and with matching broken white trousers. He covers his feet with rather heavy leather boots.

Personality: He is very friendly towards the people in Bargheim, though if he visits another town to fullfill given tasks, or when meeting any stranger to, him or the village, he will definetly become a lot sneakier and more careful.

Biography: Even though Feon is black, his family lived in Bargheim for several generations now. When he was young he always wondered what it would be like in the 'Still Lands' and questioned himself about if it lives upto its name. Feon actually lived an extremely normal life with its ups and downs. When Feon's mother parted away due to a disease that affected all her vital organs, at eightteen, Feon was alone, but atleast inherited his mother's house, from there he did the job he is still doing today.

Profession: His job is to take jobs around town, such as helping out in a bakery, or being a deliveryboy.

[Umbra]

I don't know if my skills can make it for this roleplay' date=' but whatever.

[i']Name:[/i] Feon Abbatis

Gender: Male

Appearance: Feon is nothing taller than the average man, and isn't very different from what a villager should look like. His body is somewhat muscular, and has a slight brown skin tone. He has black, somewhat long unkempt hair. in all, his face looks like that of an African, with a big, flat nose, he also has a rather big mouth. Instead of his eyes being black-brown the colour of his eyes are that of an emerald.

Clothing: He wears a broken white cotton shirt and brown leather vest over it, and with matching broken white trousers. He covers his feet with rather heavy leather boots.

Personality: He is very friendly towards the people in Bargheim, though if he visits another town to fullfill given tasks, or when meeting any stranger to, him or the village, he will definetly become a lot sneakier and more careful.

Biography: Even though Feon is black, his family lived in Bargheim for several generations now. When he was young he always wondered what it would be like in the 'Still Lands' and questioned himself about if it lives upto its name. Feon actually lived an extremely normal life with its ups and downs. When Feon's mother parted away due to a disease that affected all her vital organs, at eightteen, Feon was alone, but atleast inherited his mother's house, from there he did the job he is still doing today.

Profession: His job is to take jobs around town, such as helping out in a bakery, or being a deliveryboy.

 

Sounds good to me. Accepted.

[Wuu.]

Thanks, Umbra.

I'm glad to see a Roleplay i can finally enjoy, but seeing the amount of 'noobs' infesting the place with 'attractive' Roleplays of their niveau this will not live long enough to tell the tale =|

[Hotaru987]

Name: Rain Ironbolt

Gender: Female

Appearance: Rain is about the average size of a female, not very tall but not exceedingly short. Her long dark red hair is always pulled up in a high ponytail with a long white ribbon holding it up, and strikingly pure white eyes that’s sometimes covered by her bangs. When her hair is down it reaches her lower back. On her back there in a scar that goes from her right shoulder to her left hip.

 

Clothing: When working Rain wears a plain white shirt, that she keeps tucked inside of some worn out black trousers, and some old boots. Otherwise she wears a black short sleeved t-shirt, that rides up showing just a hint of flesh. Her pants her dirty brown trousers that are tucked into some calf-high black boots, and fingerless black gloves. Her signature accessories are her white ribbon and a bandana around her forehead.

Personality: Rain we never a very sociable person and kept most things to herself, because of that growing up she didn’t have friends. Despite that she is a very hard, independent worker, a quality she got from working on the farm most of her life. When she meets others she only talks as much as need as to not form too much of a relationship with them. She doesn’t know how to lean on others for help due to the fact that she never exactly had a friend to lean on.

Biography: Rain grew up in a farming town far away from Bargheim. Her mother came from a farming family, but her father was a blacksmith that traveled to that town. When Rain was born she had a strange looking birthmark on her forehead, but her parents dismissed it immediately. Since most of the food that was shipped out of this town came from their garden, she grew up helping her mother and father with their farm, and in turn not having much time for socializing with the other kids in town. Then when she was thirteen her parents were suddenly rushing to leave the town. She didn’t’ know why but listened to her parents, so they traveled to the Still Lands intending to go all the way to Bargheim. However, about a day’s journey away some people came claiming to be looking for her father. That day her parents were killed and she was cut from behind and left to die. A traveler then came by and saved her but she doesn’t remember how that person looked or even if it was a boy or a girl. When she woke up she was in someone’s house, who later she found out was the Ironbolt family and was adopted by them. She’s been living with them ever since, and because she no longer had a land to farm on she fell back on the next skill she had, cooking. Now, years later, she works as the cook and an Inn/Restaurant. Mostly because it’s not something where she needs to interact with people.

Profession: Farmer/Cook

 

I'm new here and this is my first time doing this. I hope that doesn't sway your choice, lol.

[Aqua Girl]

Name: Anika De'luke

 

Gender: Female.

 

Appearance: Anika is about five six, with an athletic Build, she is 23, she has long Strawberry red hair(More pink than Orange) that flows to her hips. Her eyes are Emerald green, she is slightly Muscular due to her training. But she usualy has her hairTied up in a mor boyish look.

 

Clothing: Anika whears nothing but a thin cloth outfit that sticks to her skin. When she is in her normal Villager gear she, has a large shirt and overalls with steel toe boots. She often carrys her hammer around every where with her.

 

Personality: Dispite her Violent History, Anika is a very outgoing, hot headed, and Obnoctious person. Shes the town Tom boy, and can drink most men under the table.

 

Biography: Anika Had had a generaly normal child hood, when she was six her mother shushed her under the bed and she witnessed a moment that would scar her for the rest of her life. Anika Watches under the bed, as 4 men come in her home, they were local gangsters, her father was a retired Knight, he was forced to retire becaous of a broken foot and had emassed a huge gambling Dept to the gangsters. The men attacked Anika's Mother but her father interviened and slugged the man only to be stabed in the gut, and from behind had his head cut off. The men Forced Anika's mother on the bed Bent on Raping her but she screamed and clawed at the men, they gave up and stabed her the blade pircing through the bed and almost hitting Anika. After a year she found a man and learned how to fight and kill, in the ways of the assasin. When she was 17 she found the man who sent the men to kill her mother and father, he was old and perverted so she was able to seduce him, to be alone, she shouted who she was and killed him. She moved to Bargheim at 19 in order to Start a new life.

 

Profession: Black Smith/Ex Assissn

[Umbra]

Hotaru, accepted. It is more than good enough; probably the best first post I've seen in my years.

 

Aqua Girl, not accepted. The reasons should be obvious.

 

AND AS WE NOW HAVE REACHED SIX PLAYERS, APPLICATION IS HEREBY CLOSED. ANY RESERVED SPACES, IF THERE ARE ANY, ARE HEREBY INVALID.

 

I will post an opening post tomorrow.

[Aqua Girl]

What did I do wrong? I would Like to know.....

[Otaku-sama]

You weren't accepted probably due to your character being an ex-assassin, which Umbra clearly stated he didn't want. He wanted normal people, not the type of people who know how to fight already.

[Aqua Girl]

Sigh.... I doubt I could Edit it and Be accepted.

 

I realy need a RP that has Structure....

[Umbra]

What Otaku said, and because of insufficient grammar and spelling quality. Your character herself was very interesting, but I don't think it has a place here. Better luck next time.

[Aqua Girl]

Ok ^_^

 

It was a great idea.

[Umbra]

The Crystal Nexus is now open!

 

The sun rises in Bargheim, and the villagers prepare themselves for another day. Today is a bit of a festivity in the village; the monthly Trader's Market is to take place. The market is held just outside the city, and what seems to be dozens of salesmen have arrived in the past few weeks to set up their stands and arrange their wares. Farmers have also come in from the countryside to sell some of their spare harvest, and those who have fruit-bearing trees stroll around the town center offering their fruit for a small coin. Business is thriving, and all is well.

 

The day before, a group of adventurers reached Bargheim; mostly second or third sons of nobles from one of the many countries to the west. Their goal is obvious; the Still Lands and the Crystal Nexus within. They prepare to set out tonight, while the trade goddess' blessing still favors them.

 

You go about with your daily lives, treat your customers and talk with those you meet. When you woke up today, you had a strange feeling that something would be different.

[Aesirson]

Cyrus had today done something that he hadn't done in two months; he went outside for the monthly Trader's Market. Today had to be a good day for Cyrus' business since he had been unable to attain the Market last month because of sickness. He was wearing his usual "outside outfit" consisting of black clothes, a tique and the scarf strapped around his face. He was sitting outside his blacksmith on a wooden chair that barely could take his weigth, even though he didn't weigh too much. He had also placed a weapon and an armor stand outside his shop and while waiting for something to happen he was quietly singing a song he was taught when he was young, a song about how dangerous the Still Lands were.

[Otaku-sama]

Satoko enjoyed this time of month. The Trader's Market let her meet people from all over and it was also the best time to sell her tools. Satoko was busy setting up her stall, displaying her great array of tools on it, ranging from shovels, work knives and a hammer or two. After giving the stall a good look over, she nodded and left her stall to see what kind of things people were selling.

 

She entered the town square, where most of the food was sold. The strange mix of sweet, sour and savoury smells was almost intoxicating for her. She didn't know where to start looking for delicious snacks. She walked deeper, hearing the fruit sellers call out their goods and the sound of sizzling meat on the many grills. Satoko approached one of the fruit sellers, who was carrying a heavy basket full of very large nuts from a far away land. She paid the fruit seller and took one of the head sized nuts, taking it back to her stall, attempting to find out how to open it.

 

When she got back, she was getting a little peeved trying to pry the nut open as there wasn't a visible crease to open it from. She got her wrench off her stall and smashed the nut with all her strength, causing her to be drenched with a clear sweet liquid. She was a little confused for a few seconds, trying to figure out what happened. She looked at the destroyed nut, lamenting her wasted money.

 

OoC: It was a coconut if you haven't already guessed.

[Hotaru987]

Rain sighed slightly annoyed that she had to run this errand. Although she shouldn't have been surprised seeing as she went there every month. The Trader's Market was one of the best times to stock up on cooking supplies, and due to an increase of customers in the past month our stock is now empty. So until they re-stocked she was off. Rain looked into her mirror; smiling to herself once her white ribbon was tied securely in her hair, before making her way downstairs. Her parents were out at the Trader's Market, having volunteered to help at one of the other venders, so the house was empty. It didn't really bother Rain; being alone was pretty much the story of her life.

[Enrise]

The start of the monthly Trader's Market, and all the children were eager to leave class and have a good time today.

"Alright class, as today you all know is a special day. So, you all can leave early. Now go on and have a good time."

With a sudden rush out of the school, the children all ran towards their houses, towards the woods, towards the shops and bakeries, everywhere. "Ah, it must be good to be young and apparently foolish."

 

Closing up the school for today, Xeonil watched as everyone around him were having a wonderful time today. He saw only the faces of happiness and joy for today. Tonight'll be a good time, and a good pay also. "But I wonder if the boss'll let me off for today.." Xeonil pondered for a second.

 

Walking through the shops and stalls where all the merchants and traders each had their share of wealth and such, he smelled a strange aroma, kind of like a food, but a sweet smell to it. Perhaps fruit? While pondering the smell, he found himself at the local pub, where all the men, and occasionally a few women appears also, would come here and well, get drunk.

[Naimo]

Being the Trader's Market, it was hardly surprising that Rose was one of the earlier ones to arrive and set up her stall; such a perfect opportunity to make that extra stretch of money. Who would say no to it? She certainly wouldn't, although she was sure some would; there always were people who would reject it.

 

For the purpose of easy travelling, Rose had decided to leave the heavy, wheel-based stand behind, and instead went for the expandable tray her father had used before her. She was selling her usual jewelry - from glistening gold necklaces to elaborated girdles and anklets to just small stones perfect for flashing your money - and, having been forced to take just the tray with her, she had to leave behind her bulkier items.

 

No matter, she stood as an odd figure (mainly due to her cloak - barely anyone wore one) with no stall to stand behind, yet she was attracting a decent crowd. Standing very still on the spot, she was treating this like any day, though with added smells. Never had she smelt such fresh food ... in fact, she was tempted to go and have a look herself. Until then though, she would continue to keep the money coming in as her products disappeared off the tray.

[Umbra]

"That's a wonderful song, blacksmith." Cyrus turned around, still keeping one eye on his stand. A woman, not much older than himself, stood beside him. "My mother used to sing something like that to me, when I was very young. If it wasn't that song, it must have been another version." She laughed. "I'm sure you don't want to hear my life story. I'm Jenna Steiner."

 

At the bar, a man approaches Xeonil. He doesn't appear to be the regular drunkard; it's more likely he is one of the richer merchants coming to town for the market. His clothes are of finest silk, and he has groomed a thick brown mustache. His eyes, deep brown, follow Xeonil.

"Hello, barkeeper. My followers and I " - he nods at a few guards coming in through the door - " have traveled far to come to Bargheim, and it has been a long road since we last could rest in a town. My men require the blacksmith's services, to repair their weapons and armor. As for myself..." A smile forms beneath his mustache.

"What drinks do you serve?"

 

As she returned to her stand, Satoko saw a customer. There was something threatening about the woman's presence, as if she had pushed away others ahead of her. Satoko looked briefly around, and indeed found a few frowning faces. The woman's gaze fell on Satoko, and she nodded. "Good, toolmaker. I have work for you."

 

Suddenly, Rose saw a disturbance in the crowd ahead. They seemed to be clearing a path for someone, although she couldn't see anyone special. She heard her name whispered throughout the crowd with both surprise and wondering. She could hear "what happened to him?" and "what would she know?" as the clearing finally reached her. In front of her stood a wounded man. He was bleeding severely from his stomach, and his shirt was soaked with blood. She didn't recognize him; it must be an outsider.

"Rose... Sweet, sweet Rose..." He reached into his pocket, and pulled out something small. "Keep this safe... tell the blacksmith... the heart must remain destroyed." As his final words faded, he collapsed on the road before her. "Call for the priests! He's wounded!"

[Aesirson]

Cyrus looked up at the woman and eyed her appearance. She hadn't lived many winters more then Cyrus, judging by her appearance.

"I was teached the song by the one I called 'father'." The one he called father was not his real father, but he couldn't be bothered to tell the woman his lifestory either. "I don't now if the song is true or not, I don't bother going to the Still Lands anyway. Not that I could with my condition..."

He looked at the weapon and armor stands outside his shop.

"You don't look like the warrior-type. Are you here to buy anything?"

[Otaku-sama]

Satoko wiped off some of the sugary liquid off her, some of it sinking into her shirt. As she wiped herself off, she noticed that a woman had pushed herself to the front of the line, annoying everyone around the stall. Satoko never liked pushy people. They always thought they were better than everyone else, just like those snobby nobles she hates. Then again, the pushy people who appear monthly with the market were always naive outsiders. Satoko wouldn't let this chance to scam some hapless outsider with a high price slip out of her hands. The woman was a jerk too; maybe this would be a lesson about treating other people better.

 

"Hiya! What can I help ya with miss? You must have a real important job for me to do if you had to push everyone out of the way!" Satoko greeted the woman cheerfully, skillfully masking her true feelings towards the woman.