Post by sbbu on Dec 19, 2011 16:44:01 GMT -5
My app was skipped on minecraft forums, so I'll try again here.
OOC
IGN: Sbbu
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: None (Please don't deny this just because I don't have experience.)
Why Us: Because this looks amazing. Plus I've always wanted a Elder Scrolls minecraft server.
Time You Can Dedicate: Some time. I have to go to school so I can't come on all the time.
IC
Name: Guthrum
Race: Ghost/RedGuard
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Appearance: Wears full suit of silver armour, Red glowing eyes
Fears: None
Personality: Serious, Evil
Occupation: Searching for his hometown.
Skills:Combat and magic
Nickname (Optional): The Dark Knight
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Guthrum: Your time is up, Merchant. Merchant: No, No! Please don't hurt me! Guthrum: You stole something dear to me, And you will pay the price. Merchant: I'm sorry I didn't know it was yours! Guthrum: Silence, Merchant. *stabs Merchant in chest, killing him*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Guthrum was a young 11 year old boy. He was bored he wanted to go on an adventure. He stood outside practicing using a silver dagger, which he stole from his father, Ignir. As he stood there,
slashing his dagger at the air, A huge black figure flew around in the distance. Guthrum stared at the black thing as it levitated in the air. After 2 seconds it flew away, into the deep fog. "What was that thing?" Guthrum said to himself. Just as he started practicing again the beast flew right up to him and screeched a horrible sound. Guthrum ran, Quicker then he thought he could. As he ran his eyes darted around the place. There was only one escape. The drawbridge! He darted to it, Leaving everyone else to die. He wanted to save them but he knew there was no chance. There were guards everywhere all firing their arrows as the small boy ran past. And suddenly there he was, Running away from his burning and chaotic hometown.
Guthrum walked through the swamp, searching for shelter. He quickly spotted some kind of shrine. He ran in as fast as he could, hoping to find somebody who could help him. He ran in, eyes wide and very excited to find... There was nobody there. The closest thing to a person was a statue of a ghost in armour. But there was plenty of food available, stuffed inside chests. Guthrum decided he would stay there the night.
The next morning, Guthrum woke up to find the door had vanished. All the food was gone too! Everything was gone except for the statue. "Hello, Guthrum." said a deep mysterious voice "You have trespassed on my shrine, used my property and disturbed my peace."
"What!? Whose there!?"
"Do you not see me? I am right infront of you Guthrum."
"The only thing infront of me is a..."
"Yes, A statue."
"How are you talking!? Statues don't talk!"
"Oh but I am no ordinary statue. I am a god."
"Really?"
"Yes, and you will now be granted my power."
"I don't like the sound of that."
"Too bad."
And suddenly Guthrum was wearing black armour and his eyes seemed to glow. He tried to pull the armour off but it wouldn't budge. And in time he realised that the armour made him much more powerful, but also corrupted him, making him do things he wouldn't normally do. And now, he still lives. Searching for his hometown.
OOC
IGN: Sbbu
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: None (Please don't deny this just because I don't have experience.)
Why Us: Because this looks amazing. Plus I've always wanted a Elder Scrolls minecraft server.
Time You Can Dedicate: Some time. I have to go to school so I can't come on all the time.
IC
Name: Guthrum
Race: Ghost/RedGuard
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Appearance: Wears full suit of silver armour, Red glowing eyes
Fears: None
Personality: Serious, Evil
Occupation: Searching for his hometown.
Skills:Combat and magic
Nickname (Optional): The Dark Knight
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Guthrum: Your time is up, Merchant. Merchant: No, No! Please don't hurt me! Guthrum: You stole something dear to me, And you will pay the price. Merchant: I'm sorry I didn't know it was yours! Guthrum: Silence, Merchant. *stabs Merchant in chest, killing him*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Guthrum was a young 11 year old boy. He was bored he wanted to go on an adventure. He stood outside practicing using a silver dagger, which he stole from his father, Ignir. As he stood there,
slashing his dagger at the air, A huge black figure flew around in the distance. Guthrum stared at the black thing as it levitated in the air. After 2 seconds it flew away, into the deep fog. "What was that thing?" Guthrum said to himself. Just as he started practicing again the beast flew right up to him and screeched a horrible sound. Guthrum ran, Quicker then he thought he could. As he ran his eyes darted around the place. There was only one escape. The drawbridge! He darted to it, Leaving everyone else to die. He wanted to save them but he knew there was no chance. There were guards everywhere all firing their arrows as the small boy ran past. And suddenly there he was, Running away from his burning and chaotic hometown.
Guthrum walked through the swamp, searching for shelter. He quickly spotted some kind of shrine. He ran in as fast as he could, hoping to find somebody who could help him. He ran in, eyes wide and very excited to find... There was nobody there. The closest thing to a person was a statue of a ghost in armour. But there was plenty of food available, stuffed inside chests. Guthrum decided he would stay there the night.
The next morning, Guthrum woke up to find the door had vanished. All the food was gone too! Everything was gone except for the statue. "Hello, Guthrum." said a deep mysterious voice "You have trespassed on my shrine, used my property and disturbed my peace."
"What!? Whose there!?"
"Do you not see me? I am right infront of you Guthrum."
"The only thing infront of me is a..."
"Yes, A statue."
"How are you talking!? Statues don't talk!"
"Oh but I am no ordinary statue. I am a god."
"Really?"
"Yes, and you will now be granted my power."
"I don't like the sound of that."
"Too bad."
And suddenly Guthrum was wearing black armour and his eyes seemed to glow. He tried to pull the armour off but it wouldn't budge. And in time he realised that the armour made him much more powerful, but also corrupted him, making him do things he wouldn't normally do. And now, he still lives. Searching for his hometown.
