Naimo Posted March 1, 2011 Report Share Posted March 1, 2011 If you wish to apply for the RP, either place a reservation or DO IT NOW. I will not be accepting when this RP starts tomorrow. Thousands of years ago, the World was a different place; the Gods ruled over all, and everything was their word; if anybody displeased them, they would be dealt with most severely. Anyone who wanted to live peacefully was forced to succumb to strict rules, and to keep their own opinions to themselves. Fifty years ago, a trio of mighty - warriors from very different backgrounds and race - simply called The Awesome stood up against the tyrant Gods of the world. The Gods were no match for them, and very quickly, the World changed; for the first time, there was democracy. Thirty years later, the Gods grew oppressive again as they regained in strength; they fought for ultimate control of their world, and a bloody battle between mortal and immortal happened. Of course, the immortal won (don't tell me you're surprised by the outcome), and slowly they took control of everything once more. Many seeked The Awesome, yet all searches were fruitless; they had simply vanished. Left with no choice, many mortals willingly gave way to the Gods. However, some individuals are still willing to fight for freedom. You are one of those individuals, and it is here that your journey begins... [spoiler=Rules]1. Keep the RP light-hearted:a. Do not go into excessive, graphic description of violence or anything sexual. Romance is OK, but please, no gross imagery.b. You must follow all YCM and RP rules. Just because this RP isn't as serious as other ones, no one may p0st l1k3 th1z; you must write with proper spelling and grammer, and all your posts must be at least four lines. Also, to stop the RP from moving too quickly, you may NOT post again until at least two other people have made posts.c. If you are caught breaking these rules, you will recieve one warning; if you do it again, you will recieve another; if you recieve a third warning, you are out of the RP and may not return.d. There is a slight Life element to this RP, so you have more flexibility as to what you do.e. Only one application per person. 2. No powerplaying or godmodding. 3. The Awesome will not appear in this RP, OK? This is not for fangirling or fanboying, we are here to create a totally unqiue RP. *shifty eyes* 4. I have the right to decline your app, and my word is final. 5. To prove you have read the rules, post birdplane at the end of your app. Not before, not during, but at the end. I think that's all for now; if I've missed out anything, I'll update the rules. [spoiler=The World]The World is a large stretch of land that doesn't really seem to end. It is divided into five areas; Northern Wasteland; Eastern Mountains; Western Hills; Southern Coast; and Central. Smack bang in the center of Central is the Tree of Yggdrasil, although it shares no connection whatsoever with the Norse Mythology tree. No-one really knows where the Tree of Yggdrasil leads, although it is generally believed that it is the gateway to the Gods, and that The Awesome had once scaled it to reach the Gods. The Northern Wasteland is a largely dry and barren area that the elves have long taken the liberty of inhabiting. Many wild beasts live in that area, and thus the elves often are under threat by them. No one really knows why they settled there in the first place. There is an estimated 50 villages in the Northern Wasteland, and they are often secluded from each other. The Eastern Mountains is the home of the dwarves, and underneath the tall peaks is an extremely intricate network of stable tunnels and work forces. Opposite them are the Western Hills, which are considered the greatest enemy grounds; dragons inhabit those hills, and although the dwarves and dragons once tried to work alongside each other, they never truly got along, and thus stay to their own regions. The Southern Coast is inhabited by humans, and anyone who goes there are met by the constant sound of music. They also have some links to Central, where several older tribes of humans still inhabit until this day. It is traditional for them to take long journeys between their villages. Aside from the humans, no one else lives in Central, and as a result, many dangerous creatures prowl the area. [spoiler=Races]The World is divided into three races; human, dwarf and elf. [spoiler=Human]Whichever way you look, humans are the most common race. They are scattered all over the World, although their most popular residence is by the South Coast, as the human representative within The Awesome came from there. Physically, humans are balanced, and often the most attractive. They are also naturally gifted musicians, and they play practically every instrument in existence, save for the piano, to which they are sworn that they will never learn. Humans often spend their time travelling across the World, and thus also learn how to use weapons to defend themselves. They use small weapons such as daggers, which can be easily concealed under their instruments - well, save for things like the flute - or their sleeves. [spoiler=Dwarf]Dwarves reside in the Eastern Mountains, and are rarely seen above surface. Physically, dwarves are less attractive than their human counterparts and are the shortest of the three races, but they are overwhelmingly strong, and can easily lift a human above their heads. Dwarves make excellent labour forces, and although they possess little musical taste, they are the only race to learn the piano, as the dwarf member of The Awesome was a player himself. When it comes to fighting, dwarves often use long weapons like longswords and halberds, or bow and arrow. [spoiler=Elf]Elves occupy the dangerous Northen Wastelands; as a result, they have the fastest agility and stealthiness of all the races, and are best adapted to live in the wilderness. They have a long tradition of keeping slightly more mythical creatures tame, so that they have additional protection in case a stray animal decide to attack them in the middle of the night; it also conveniences them if they need to travel great distances. They often use slightly bendier weapons, such as whips, although they are just as adept with swords and spears. Their weapons are reputed to be some of the finest in existence, as they have a natural talent with wielding fire. [spoiler=Application]Here's the vague guidelines of how to fill out the form: Name: Self-explanatory Age: 18+. Be reasonable. I do not wish to see something like 210 for human, that's just silly. Elves and dwarves can have slightly higher ages than humans Gender: Self-explanatory Race: See Race spoiler for more info Appearance: All self-explanatory-Height: Measure by foot and inches -Weight: Keep it realistic. Put in pounds. -Complexion: -Hair: -Eye colour: -Clothing: Personality: 3+ lines. I do not want to see Mary-Sues or Gary-Stus. Biography: 4+ lines. Include reasons for why they want to overthrow the Gods. Weapon: Everyone starts with one weapon, and it must match your selected race's choice. Mode of transport: This must be an animal. I do not want to see everyone select mythical creatures; you can be as serious or as comical as you want. I mean, you could say you ride a rat and I'd still accept you! Here's what the song that this RP is loosely based on says regarding this subject: Jordon!(Jordan:) Riding on a skeleton horse of fire! Lee!(Lee:) Riding on a skeleton horse of fire! (Jordan:) But no, I'm riding a skeleton horse of fire (Benny:) Yeah, you have to pick something different Lee!Riding on a skeleton horse of... water! (Jordan:) What? A waterhorse? (Benny:) You mean like a seahorse? (Lee:) Well, at least I'm not riding on a chicken! (Benny:) Who said I'm riding on a chicken? Benny!(Jordan:) Riding on a chicken! (Benny:) But why do I have to ride a chicken?You guys got to choose yours!I want to ride a dragon! And so we ride onwards to destinyOn horse, seahorse, and hen Talents: If you are a human, you must put what instrument you play. If you are an elf or dwarf, this can be optional. [spoiler=Application code] [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] -Height: -Weight: -Complexion: -Hair: -Eye colour: -Clothing: [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Biography:[/b] [b]Weapon:[/b] [b]Mode of transport:[/b] [b]Talents:[/b] [spoiler=Accepted Apps][spoiler=Naimo]Name: Eudoxia Theare-Payne Age: 19 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance:-Height: 6'0" -Weight: 84lbs -Complexion: Tanned -Hair: Waist-length auburn hair that is very sleek. It is also quite voluminous, and tends to loose its structure easily whenever there's a breeze. -Eye colour: Grey -Clothing: Eudoxia often wears a pale lilac trousser-skirt and a bra top. On her arms are a pair of sleeves that stretch from her armpits to her wrists. Around her neck is a black collar which has two strips of cloth attached to the back; they fall to her ankles when she's not wearing them, and there's a loop in the corner which allows her to slip her third fingers through, and thus use them as a dancer's equipment. On her feet are white sandles, and she often wears lots of bangles and necklaces. Personality: Eudoxia is a bit of a rebel, and is very conniving, although she doesn't use it to harm anyone, but rather for her own personal gain. To say that she is conceited would be incorrect; she is actually very considerate, only she doesn't like being told what to do. She can be very emotive, and is unreserved; if there's something on her mind, she will say it, regardless of the situation, and this often leads to huge blunders on her part. If anyone tries to restrain her, she will become obstinate and persist on continuing to be open. Biography: Eudoxia grew up to heavily politicsed parents. Both her father and mother had been four and six, respectively, when The Awesome overthrew the Gods, and as a result, they have had the privelage of growing up in the freedom of democracy. Eudoxia had been born shortly after the Gods once again took control, and her parents fled to the Southern Coast (they had been living in Central). As they were now arguably further from the Three of Yggdrasil, they could be safer in telling a young Eudoxia about their days as children, and how she has to go and fight for freedom. These lessons shaped Eudoxia into the woman she is now; in between her music and dancing lessons, her parents personally taught her how to use butterfly swords correctly, and they managed to manipulate her fighting techniques to accompany her dance abilities, rather than teach her proper kung fu. Such an influence had an impact on Eudoxia, and when she was old enough to start making a living dancing and playing her flute, she felt she was ready to riot against the Gods for good. Weapon: Butterfly swords Mode of transport: Peacock Talents: Eudoxia is capable of playing the flute. She is also a dancer, and her fighting style is quite dancer-like. [spoiler=Fenrir]Name: Rufion Tortuga LaMakaka Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance:-Height: 6’4 -Weight: 96 lbs -Complexion: lightly-tanned -Hair: Extremely shaggy, messy, and unkempt. Long in certain parts and often covers his eyes, much to his amusement. -Eye colour: Purple. -Clothing: Often goes shirtless, but otherwise large beige cargo pants. His dark brown boots are worn and beat up. Around his neck is a necklace constructed entirely of shark. Even the string was thinly cut and dried muscle. It features a wide assortment of teeth that occasionally dig into his skin if he moves or shakes his head around. Personality: Rufon, or ‘Rufo’ for short, always seems to be distracted or interested. He’s quite mellow, and doesn’t take much offence to insults. Rufo is calm and sometimes even seems like he’s truly an intelligent human being. At the same time, he is quite the skilled fighter. If you manage to enrage him, prepare for one hell of a fight. He’s also the quite the joker, and will attempt to lighten any situation for his companions. He would never hurt a good human being though, only those that threaten his friends. Biography: Rufo was always a strange child. He never cared for ‘democracy’. He was always found outside playing or exploring by himself, enjoying nature. He grew up to be a jokester and a party boy, frequently ignoring his parent’s request for him to fulfill a more… Honorable job. Instead he grew up to be his town’s brewmaster and drugs expert – although he specialized in drugs that did not harm others, he could never a good person. His life consisted of partying, relaxing, partying, going for a swim, and even more partying. It was only until later, that a friend of his said that those that rioted against the Gods would get to join the ultimate party, and he found that amusing. Weapon: A single long stick crafted from a palm tree. The end of the stick has a collection of nails that funny enough, don’t actually point outward. Leaving his weapon a bit of a joke. That being said, his sheer strength often plays to his advantage. Mode of transport: A giant tortoise that goes by the name of Steve. Talents: Can play the drums and the xylophone. His two bongo drums are attached to his waist at his back, while his xylophone is found strapped against his right leg, hidden under his cargo pants. Although he only knows how to play the ‘4 cords’ song. It’s generally always a hit. [spoiler=Christian Exodia]Name: Alexander Ryder Age: 19 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: -Height: 5 feet, 11 inches. -Weight: 167 lbs. -Complexion: In between White and Tan. -Hair: Long, Blonde hair that reaches a little past his shoulders. -Eye colour: Blue -Clothing: He wears a blue leather-like shirt under a black open jacket one. He wears a Hood that is all by itself for when he is riding, that comes straight off. As for his pants, he wears a Black Hakama, and Black Shoes, unknown of the origin. Personality: He is a very nice fellow, always there to help, never to hurt. He is very courageous, but a little headstrong with his actions, but cautious whenever needed. He is rather smart, but he isn't the "I'm smarter than everyone" smart, just enough to have some good sense. He is stubborn like a mule, not liking to stop until the job is done. He loves to eat, but he does exercise enough to not gain much weight. He loves many things, but losing, is one of the few things he doesn't, always fighting to the end. He is always sober, saying Drinking is "Overrated", but he does, on occasion, sip some wine. Biography: He was born near an Elm Tree in the forest, to a large family of 5 children. Being the youngest, he didn't get to choose his bird, like his siblings. But if he did get to, the one he got would've been the one he chose. They trained Sylvia, the mother's name for her, because she was "from the forest", like Alexander(Seriously, that is what Sylvia means. Ironically, I chose that name and was going to make her from the forest.). From the start, they stuck like glue as they grew. As he trained in combat, she was trained in flight, until they were intertwined into each, flowing their movements into one, even showing Alexander how to fly from Sylvia's claws. When Alex was sixteen, they left for adventure, unknown to the path they would take. Weapon: A Longbow with Long, Light Spear Tipped Arrows. Mode of transport: He has a giant, talking bird; riding it by either by holding onto her claws or riding on her back, named Sylvia. The Bird's Family has been in his family for at least three generations. Talents: He plays an Acoustic Guitar he had fashioned from an Elm Tree. [spoiler=Mew]Name: Ankleface Helmcrusher Age: Somwhere near 60. Gender: Male Race: Dwarf Appearance: -Height: 5 feet tall. Pretty tall for being a dwarf. -Weight: 57 pounds. -Complexion: Whitest guy on earth. -Hair: Long and chestnut-colored. -Eye colour: Walnut. -Clothing: Pretty much chain mail and brown leather here. A real warrior. Personality: Grumpy. Grumpy is the word. A real hater. Hates humans, hates elves, hates the most animals, hates himself... Yeah. You get it. He's like that until... he gets his morning coffee. Then he is a frankly happy dwarf, but kinda tired. He has problems with sleeping, you see. At sunset, he turns grumpy again. May the moon affect his grumpyness? Who knows. Noone has asked and survived. Biography: Ankleface was born when there was a massive heatwave coming from south to the dwarven mountains, wich caused a lot of anow to melt. Wich caused water flooding down from the mountains. When Ankleface did'nt yet have a name, he was dropped in one of thoose floods down from the mountains, and his face got... Mashed up. So that's the story about why he is named "Ankleface". Ankleface worked in a large coal mine, until he caused a giant accident. Many workers died, and Ankleface knew he was going to be killed for that, so he took his tame donkey and rode away from the mob chasing him so fast he could. After 6 days and nights, he arrived at a human village called Oiuiaiuiaiuio. He got a house there, and started to pracitce over how to say the name of the village, when some Immortal Gods suddently mashed his house to create a "nice castle". Ankleface did'nt have a chance to oppose the gods, so he rode away slowly on his donkey. Weapon: An axe, fastly made of a way-too-sharp stone, and a giant toothbrush that Ankleface had for some reason. Mode of transport: A tame donkey. Talents: He can play piano, and juggle with beer cans. But he can't juggle with regular balls. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted March 2, 2011 Report Share Posted March 2, 2011 Reserve please. Either Elf or Dwarf, not sure which. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 2, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 2, 2011 Spartan, reserve noted Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fenrir Posted March 3, 2011 Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 Hehe, this seems like fun. [spoiler=Fenrir]Name: Rufion Tortuga LaMakaka Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance:-Height: 6’4 -Weight: 96 lbs -Complexion: lightly-tanned -Hair: Extremely shaggy, messy, and unkempt. Long in certain parts and often covers his eyes, much to his amusement. -Eye colour: Purple. -Clothing: Often goes shirtless, but otherwise large beige cargo pants. His dark brown boots are worn and beat up. Around his neck is a necklace constructed entirely of shark. Even the string was thinly cut and dried muscle. It features a wide assortment of teeth that occasionally dig into his skin if he moves or shakes his head around. Personality: Rufon, or ‘Rufo’ for short, always seems to be distracted or interested. He’s quite mellow, and doesn’t take much offence to insults. Rufo is calm and sometimes even seems like he’s truly an intelligent human being. At the same time, he is quite the skilled fighter. If you manage to enrage him, prepare for one hell of a fight. He’s also the quite the joker, and will attempt to lighten any situation for his companions. He would never hurt a good human being though, only those that threaten his friends. Biography: Rufo was always a strange child. He never cared for ‘democracy’. He was always found outside playing or exploring by himself, enjoying nature. He grew up to be a jokester and a party boy, frequently ignoring his parent’s request for him to fulfill a more… Honorable job. Instead he grew up to be his town’s brewmaster and drugs expert – although he specialized in drugs that did not harm others, he could never a good person. His life consisted of partying, relaxing, partying, going for a swim, and even more partying. It was only until later, that a friend of his said that those that rioted against the Gods would get to join the ultimate party, and he found that amusing. Weapon: A single long stick crafted from a palm tree. The end of the stick has a collection of nails that funny enough, don’t actually point outward. Leaving his weapon a bit of a joke. That being said, his sheer strength often plays to his advantage. Mode of transport: A giant tortoise that goes by the name of Steve. Talents: Can play the drums and the xylophone. His two bongo drums are attached to his waist at his back, while his xylophone is found strapped against his right leg, hidden under his cargo pants. Although he only knows how to play the ‘4 cords’ song. It’s generally always a hit. Also MOTHERFUCKING BIRDPLANE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
.Corgi Posted March 3, 2011 Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 Reserve a Dwarf for me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 3, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 Fenrir, I bloody love you. Accepted! Did you know about Axis of Awesome before applying for this RP, perchance? Mew, reservation noted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fenrir Posted March 3, 2011 Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 Yes actually, I heard 4 chords song first then saw Birdplane, Songs to Sing Along to, and What Would Jesus Do? So I'm familiar with them. xD Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 3, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 Awesome - you should listen to The Glorious Epic of Three Men Who Are Awesome, it's my favourite song from their second album (does the title sound familiar? xD *cough*) I reckon we should be able to start when Mew and Spartan have their apps up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
.Corgi Posted March 3, 2011 Report Share Posted March 3, 2011 [spoiler=App!] Name: Ankleface Helmcrusher Age: Somwhere near 60. Gender: Male Race: Dwarf Appearance: -Height: 5 feet tall. Pretty tall for being a dwarf. -Weight: 57 pounds. -Complexion: Whitest guy on earth. -Hair: Long and chestnut-colored. -Eye colour: Walnut. -Clothing: Pretty much chain mail and brown leather here. A real warrior. Personality: Grumpy. Grumpy is the word. A real hater. Hates humans, hates elves, hates the most animals, hates himself... Yeah. You get it. He's like that until... he gets his morning coffee. Then he is a frankly happy dwarf, but kinda tired. He has problems with sleeping, you see. At sunset, he turns grumpy again. May the moon affect his grumpyness? Who knows. Noone has asked and survived. Biography: Ankleface was born when there was a massive heatwave coming from south to the dwarven mountains, wich caused a lot of anow to melt. Wich caused water flooding down from the mountains. When Ankleface did'nt yet have a name, he was dropped in one of thoose floods down from the mountains, and his face got... Mashed up. So that's the story about why he is named "Ankleface". Ankleface worked in a large coal mine, until he caused a giant accident. Many workers died, and Ankleface knew he was going to be killed for that, so he took his tame donkey and rode away from the mob chasing him so fast he could. After 6 days and nights, he arrived at a human village called Oiuiaiuiaiuio. He got a house there, and started to pracitce over how to say the name of the village, when some Immortal Gods suddently mashed his house to create a "nice castle". Ankleface did'nt have a chance to oppose the gods, so he rode away slowly on his donkey. Weapon: An axe, fastly made of a way-too-sharp stone, and a giant toothbrush that Ankleface had for some reason. Mode of transport: A tame donkey. Talents: He can play piano, and juggle with beer cans. But he can't juggle with regular balls. Now, where did you put my Birdplane? I f•••ing miss it... Yeah. I tried to be funny there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 4, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 4, 2011 I like you app, but you're missing something in your app. Until you add in that missing element, I can't accept you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Magnet Soldier Posted March 4, 2011 Report Share Posted March 4, 2011 Axis of Awesome is, well, Awesome! So anyway, the main order of Buisness. This: [spoiler=My app]Name: Chris Bult Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance:-Height: 6'1 -Weight: 154lb -Complexion: Pale. Very pale. -Hair: Shoulder length dark Brown hair with a small string falling between his right eye and his nose. -Eye colour: Dark Green with a Hint of Blue around the edge. -Clothing: Anything he can find generally. At the beggining of the RP he is wearing something similar to jeans(coloured brown), and a light brown Jacket. On his left shoulder is a large Rucksack fulled with many things, such as a Map of the Known world, a map for each charted area of the World, and food. On the other Shoulder(Right for the idiots out there) is his guitar, which is shaped like an Gibson Les Paul, but is Acoustic(Can be amplified like an Electric Guitar with Magic if allowed.) Personality: Chris is a friendly, upbeat person able to create and keep a smile on even the most depressed and upset person. He is never without a smile on his face, and for this reason he makes friends with people very quickly(That and the fact he can play amazing Guitar, which usually attracts people) He can takes jokes/insults extremely well, sometimes even laughing at them himself. He is very relaxed and rarely takes things seriously, most of the time just laying about and waiting for Fate to make everything right. However, he will never back down from a challenge, and relishes in puzzles. He will never partake in Violence though, hating the sight of blood. Biography: Will do later. Just please wait. Weapon: Two Daggers. Mode of transport: A Large Pigeon. Called Steve. Steve McCreary. Didn't notice Steve was already taken. Fine then, He's called Melvin. Talents: Plays Guitar. Awesomely. And Sings. Awesomely. I'm more than a Bird, I'm more than a PLane. I'm a BIRD PLANE!!! Will finish Soon. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlex Posted March 4, 2011 Report Share Posted March 4, 2011 reserve an elf for me plz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 5, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 Magnet Soldier, I like your app so far =D Aragon, reservation noted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlex Posted March 5, 2011 Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 thank you Name: Aragon Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Elf Appearance: All self-explanatory-Height:6 ft 4 in. -Weight: Keep it realistic. 136 lbs -Complexion:White but not pale -Hair: A bit below the Shoulders,Blonde Hair -Eye colour: Blue -Clothing: Typical Elven Style Clothing Personality: Aragon is a Strong and Fast Elf,he can be very serious when he wants to.He plays The lyre and the Harp and sings very nice.He has a grudge against the gods since they killed his friend Daiku. Biography: Aragon once lived in The Forest of Danwer he was born and raised there with many friends he learned archery at the age of 7 (elven years) Which most Elven Children learn Archery at.One time at the Archery Stall Aragon Was practicing shooting 2 arrows then... a band of orcs came surprisingly they couldn't hold them off,Aragon saw his mother and father slaughtered by the orcs he yellow "FATHER!!! MOTHER!!!" and then he saw that he gave himself away 3 of the orcs attacked him but he did not get harmed another elf name Daiku had saved him He was 3 years older than his age so Daiku and Aragon escaped the Forest of Danwer and traveled to a human town called Constnoe`LagutonsDaiku and Aragon tried to hide their Elven ears in their hats,luckily no one noticed they were elves.They got a nice small cabin in north western part of the town but then during the night Aragon went out to watch the stars before he went to bed,Daiku was already sleeping,then Aragon saw a flash of light headed toward the cabin he ran as fast as he could as he heard an explosion then he remembered Daiku was in there he went back and found that he was dead "DAIKU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Aragon Yelled. Then Aragon Travled to a nearby Forest called the Forest of Nargon Where more elves lived,the elves welcomed him happily and thats where he lives from this day on. Weapon: Longbow with a Quiver Full of arrows. Mode of transport: The Elves of Nargon Gave him a nice White and fast Horse. Talents:Sings very Nice,Plays Lyre and Harp Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 5, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 Aragon, you're missing something in your app. I'll accept you when you add it in. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlex Posted March 5, 2011 Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 Aragon, you're missing something in your app. I'll accept you when you add it in. i dunno what it is? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Christian Exodia Posted March 5, 2011 Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 Name: Alexander Ryder Age: 19 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: -Height: 5 feet, 11 inches. -Weight: 167 lbs. -Complexion: In between White and Tan. -Hair: Long, Blonde hair that reaches a little past his shoulders. -Eye colour: Blue -Clothing: He wears a blue leather-like shirt under a black open jacket one. He wears a Hood that is all by itself for when he is riding, that comes straight off. As for his pants, he wears a Black Hakama, and Black Shoes, unknown of the origin. Personality: He is a very nice fellow, always there to help, never to hurt. He is very courageous, but a little headstrong with his actions, but cautious whenever needed. He is rather smart, but he isn't the "I'm smarter than everyone" smart, just enough to have some good sense. He is stubborn like a mule, not liking to stop until the job is done. He loves to eat, but he does exercise enough to not gain much weight. He loves many things, but losing, is one of the few things he doesn't, always fighting to the end. He is always sober, saying Drinking is "Overrated", but he does, on occasion, sip some wine. Biography: He was born near an Elm Tree in the forest, to a large family of 5 children. Being the youngest, he didn't get to choose his bird, like his siblings. But if he did get to, the one he got would've been the one he chose. They trained Sylvia, the mother's name for her, because she was "from the forest", like Alexander(Seriously, that is what Sylvia means. Ironically, I chose that name and was going to make her from the forest.). From the start, they stuck like glue as they grew. As he trained in combat, she was trained in flight, until they were intertwined into each, flowing their movements into one, even showing Alexander how to fly from Sylvia's claws. When Alex was sixteen, they left for adventure, unknown to the path they would take. Weapon: A Longbow with Long, Light Spear Tipped Arrows. Mode of transport: He has a giant, talking bird; riding it by either by holding onto her claws or riding on her back, named Sylvia. The Bird's Family has been in his family for at least three generations. Talents: He plays an Acoustic Guitar he had fashioned from an Elm Tree. My My, Sylvia is like a Birdplane, eh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 5, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 Christian Exodia, accepted Aragon, you clearly haven't read all the spoilers if you don't know what you're missing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
.Corgi Posted March 6, 2011 Report Share Posted March 6, 2011 I like you app, but you're missing something in your app. Until you add in that missing element, I can't accept you.I've stared at my app in 20 minutes now... Can't tell what I miss... Why don't you tell me? EDIT: Oh! Now I got it! App edited! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 6, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 6, 2011 Now you're accepted =D We can start when Spartan gets his app in, and Aragon fixes his app. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Christian Exodia Posted March 6, 2011 Report Share Posted March 6, 2011 Now you're accepted =D We can start when Spartan gets his app in, and Aragon fixes his app. I haven't seen Spartan get an app in on ANY RP i've seen him in. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted March 6, 2011 Report Share Posted March 6, 2011 Name: Roark Sparkaxe Age: 137 (looks about 40) Gender: Male Race: Dwarf Appearance:-Height: 4'0" -Weight: 211 -Complexion: Dark, Tanned -Hair: Long, shaggy brown hair that reaches down to elbows, long brown beard that reaches stomach -Eye colour: Brown -Clothing: Roark wears brown breeches and a white tunic. He also wears a dark brown vest, along with leather gloves and leather boots. For battle, he wears a suit of Dwarven Steel, which covers pretty much his entire body. Personality: Roark is the kind of dwarf that gives his race their stereotype. He has a short temper, and is extremely sensitive when it comes to height. He is also kind and compassionate, and fiercely loyal; he will do anything to help his friends, and will hardly ever give up, and never runs or retreats. He is a fierce lover of battle, and always keeps his weapon close at hand, and is always willing to participate in (or start) a fight. Contrary to popular belief, Roark has no sense of humor, and only laughs when he is in the heat of battle, or if someone has just done something ridiculously stupid. Biography: Roark was born in the middle of the night, in the middle of the Dwarven mountains. He never found out who his parents were, and was forced to raise himself. He learned that anything had to be earned the hard way. Eventually, he found his way to a dwarf civilization, and lived there. He got a job as a smith, crafting armor, weapons, trinkets, and anything else metal, for a living. He came to be recognized as a spectacular smith, and his name came to be known all over. After living there for about a hundred years, Roark grew tired of his way of life. He gathered up his supplies, armor, and weapon, and left without a word to anyone. On the way out, he grabbed his mount, a sturdy mountain goat, and began his days as a wanderer mercenary. He began hiring himself out simply to fight, and gained a reputation as a talented fighter. Weapon: Dwarven Urgrosh, basically an axe/hammer/spear combination. Has an axe-blade and hammer-head on one side, and a sharp blade on the other. Mode of transport: Brown and gray mountain goat (named Kazak) Talents: Smithing and fighting birdplane Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Christian Exodia Posted March 6, 2011 Report Share Posted March 6, 2011 Spartan, you forgot something. Something that looks like a bird, but is really a plane. EDIT: I stand corrected. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted March 7, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 7, 2011 Spartan, accepted.Now we're just waiting for Aragon ... (I would start, only I'm a bit busy as of now.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlex Posted March 7, 2011 Report Share Posted March 7, 2011 Spartan, accepted.Now we're just waiting for Aragon ... (I would start, only I'm a bit busy as of now.)i read the spoilers but dont know what to fix :( I GOT IT!!! HERES MY EDITED APP [spoiler=My App] Gender: Male Race: Elf Appearance: All self-explanatory-Height:6 ft 4 in. -Weight: Keep it realistic. 136 lbs -Complexion:White but not pale -Hair: A bit below the Shoulders,Blonde Hair -Eye colour: Blue -Clothing: Typical Elven Style Clothing Personality: Aragon is a Strong and Fast Elf,he can be very serious when he wants to.He plays The lyre and the Harp and sings very nice.He has a grudge against the gods since they killed his friend Daiku. Biography: Aragon once lived in The Forest of Danwer he was born and raised there with many friends he learned archery at the age of 7 (elven years) Which most Elven Children learn Archery at.One time at the Archery Stall Aragon Was practicing shooting 2 arrows then... a band of orcs came surprisingly they couldn't hold them off,Aragon saw his mother and father slaughtered by the orcs he yellow "FATHER!!! MOTHER!!!" and then he saw that he gave himself away 3 of the orcs attacked him but he did not get harmed another elf name Daiku had saved him He was 3 years older than his age so Daiku and Aragon escaped the Forest of Danwer and traveled to a human town called Constnoe`LagutonsDaiku and Aragon tried to hide their Elven ears in their hats,luckily no one noticed they were elves.They got a nice small cabin in north western part of the town but then during the night Aragon went out to watch the stars before he went to bed,Daiku was already sleeping,then Aragon saw a flash of light headed toward the cabin he ran as fast as he could as he heard an explosion then he remembered Daiku was in there he went back and found that he was dead "DAIKU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Aragon Yelled. Then Aragon Travled to a nearby Forest called the Forest of Nargon Where more elves lived,the elves welcomed him happily and thats where he lives from this day on. Weapon: Longbow with a Quiver Full of arrows. Mode of transport: The Elves of Nargon Gave him a nice White and fast Horse. Talents:Sings very Nice,Plays Lyre and Harp BIRDPLANE!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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