11-16-2010, 04:41 PM
First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player.:
I am a friendly type of guy who enjoys roleplaying and has been looking for both a creative outlet and a form of entertainment. I enjoy fitting into the roles of my characters, and frequently roleplay two or more characters at once, juggling multiple roles within one community. I love the challenge that I get from this, but I also enjoy seeing how my characters interact with the community along with each other.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
I am from the United States, and my primary language is English.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I actually have played MMORPGs since I was 13, starting with EverQuest. In college I played private server WoW for a little bit, returned to EverQuest, and then went back to WoW again. It came recommended from a few friends, so I gave it a shot and I liked the play style.
What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
I was looking for a server that focused on roleplaying, and though I have spent hours searching, I have found that this seems to be the only roleplaying server left with an active community.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
I enjoy roleplaying at all levels - my characters are always thrust into different situations, and so I play accordingly to how they would feel and react.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I am a big fan of night elves, but as for my favorite class, I am very mindful of the fact that each class has its own purpose. I don't know if I can single out a favorite class, but I usually play a warrior and a druid at once, usually with one other character to add DPS.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I am hoping for a friendly community with people who both roleplay seriously and people who enjoy the game without taking it extremely seriously.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
I think all of the rules that are listed are reasonable and deserve to be there, but I think the one that appeals to me the most is respect - I believe you should always respect someone else, no matter how they act or treat you.
Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
((This is taken from the first chapter of a fiction that I wrote someplace else. It is not relative to Warcraft literature, but it may give you an idea of my writing style.))
Angela was in trouble now and she knew it. She had lost one of her father's horses, first of all, as it had run off in the night because she hadn't tied it down probably. She hoped against hope that it had run off back to her father's house, at least, because losing one of father's horses was very bad news. Not to mention the fact that she had lost it because she chose to run away. Her father was surely already looking for her now, and if he found the horse... she couldn't bear to think about what may pass through his head. She was short on money, her dress was ripped in several places from where she had stumbled or tripped, and her feet were sore. The path ahead showed nothing but more forest, and the last town was several miles behind - two days walk at least. Not only that, this forest barely let the sunlight in, and there were all sorts of noises everywhere that she didn't like at all. So, when she saw someone arriving down the path, she finally thought her nightmare was over. She was sore, she was tired, and she wanted to go home. However, as the man approached, she quickly realized this was not the sort she dealt with, not at all. He was ragged, and he smelled of gin and dirt. She held her head high, as she should, and tried not to look at him as he passed, however, he made no such attempts to be distant.
"Beggin' yer pardon, miss, are yeh lost?" He asked, grinning. He was missing several teeth.
"No, thank you, I'm quite well," she replied, hastening away. However, he turned and caught her arm.
"Miss, yer should learn some manners. Introduce yerself to my friends, haha!"
Angela saw several men step out of the trees, her worst fears confirmed. Could things get any worse for her? However, as a young lady, she knew she had to remain proper. She gave a small curtsy, her black hair bobbing in the noon sun, and said, "I am Lady Angela DeWorlde, daughter of Lord Rashka DeWorlde and Lady Brenda Redwind, and I ask, please, sir, that you let me pass."
"DeWorlde, eh?" The man cackled. "Well, miss, my name is Reg, and yer father been none too kind to my band of friends and I. We're poor men, and do what we can to live, and he tries to drive us off his land. That's not very nice of him, yer think?"
"My father would never turn away a proper citizen," Angela replied. Immediately, she knew this was a mistake. The band of men subtly took this as a symbol of aggression.
"Yer father is a spoiled brat, miss!" The man snared. "I think it'd be a good idea if'n we take his daughter for ransom."
"You won't do that."
Angela turned, off to her left, a man had appeared. His blonde hair was cropped into a simple, short cut, and he wore nothing but a brown robe, his feet were bare beneath him. Angela wondered why she hadn't heard or seen this man appear. The man named Reg turned and said, "Oh? And who might yer be?"
"I am merely interested in seeing that no one here gets hurt," said the man, stepping forward. His feet seemed eerily silent on the dirt path.
"And no one will, if'n the missus comes without a fuss. While we're at it, why don't you give us anything valuable, as well? Wouldn't want you to lose it," sneered Reg. His band cackled, and stepped forward. The eight men quickly surrounded the man in the robe.
"I carry nothing of value," replied the man cooly. "Leave us be."
"We'll be the judge of that," snarled Reg. "If you won't give it to us, we'll take whatever you have and leave your corpse for the birds!"
The men leaped onto the stranger. Angela shrieked, "No!" and stepped back in shock. She was not sure what to do, however, it seemed she had nothing to fear. The men fell back, two had dropped to the ground, never to rise again. The man had drawn no weapon, but his body was centered in a fighting stance. He moved like lightning, striking forward with hands and feet, downing the men one by one, knocking some unconscious, others falling in crumpled heaps where bones had broken. The man called Reg tried to flee, only to be cut down by the far faster stranger. Soon, all the brigands had fallen, and the man remained standing. He walked over to Angela, quickly inspecting her. "You are a long way from home, Lady DeWorlde. Are you hurt?"
"N-no," Angela replied. "Thank you for your help, stranger. Are you a friend of my father's?"
"No, however, I know of him," the man said. He bent down to inspect the wounded men, fishing through their belongings. He discarded all of what he found, money included, until he came across the leader, Reg. Angela couldn't see what he was looking at, however, the man stared at something oval-shaped that he had found in Reg's pouch. The man slipped it beneath his robes and turned to Angela. "I will escort you home, if you wish. It is dangerous for a young lady of a powerful family to be out alone. How did you come to be so, if I may ask?"
"None of your business, sir," Angela snapped, then quickly realized her mistake. "I'm sorry, sir, I am a bit flustered still. I will accept your kind hospitality, provided you give me a name to call you by?"
The man thought on this for a minute, which Angela thought was odd. "Call me Ranger," he said after a minute.
"Ranger? Well, Sir Ranger, if you wouldn't mind my asking, how do you come to be here? I have never seen you within my father's lands before," she asked.
"I am merely a traveler of the road, one who has seen many hardships and wonders," he said evenly.
Angela sensed that this would be all the information she got from the man, and decided not to press. "Very well, Sir Ranger, if you don't mind, shall we be going?"
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
I'm a big fan of multiboxing - I have played up to four characters at once time, and even roleplayed all four at the same time before. I'm hoping that this is accepted here, because it helps me not only to focus and enjoy the game, but roleplaying multiple characters can be enjoyable for others to see as well.
I am a friendly type of guy who enjoys roleplaying and has been looking for both a creative outlet and a form of entertainment. I enjoy fitting into the roles of my characters, and frequently roleplay two or more characters at once, juggling multiple roles within one community. I love the challenge that I get from this, but I also enjoy seeing how my characters interact with the community along with each other.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
I am from the United States, and my primary language is English.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I actually have played MMORPGs since I was 13, starting with EverQuest. In college I played private server WoW for a little bit, returned to EverQuest, and then went back to WoW again. It came recommended from a few friends, so I gave it a shot and I liked the play style.
What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
I was looking for a server that focused on roleplaying, and though I have spent hours searching, I have found that this seems to be the only roleplaying server left with an active community.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
I enjoy roleplaying at all levels - my characters are always thrust into different situations, and so I play accordingly to how they would feel and react.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I am a big fan of night elves, but as for my favorite class, I am very mindful of the fact that each class has its own purpose. I don't know if I can single out a favorite class, but I usually play a warrior and a druid at once, usually with one other character to add DPS.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I am hoping for a friendly community with people who both roleplay seriously and people who enjoy the game without taking it extremely seriously.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
I think all of the rules that are listed are reasonable and deserve to be there, but I think the one that appeals to me the most is respect - I believe you should always respect someone else, no matter how they act or treat you.
Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
((This is taken from the first chapter of a fiction that I wrote someplace else. It is not relative to Warcraft literature, but it may give you an idea of my writing style.))
Angela was in trouble now and she knew it. She had lost one of her father's horses, first of all, as it had run off in the night because she hadn't tied it down probably. She hoped against hope that it had run off back to her father's house, at least, because losing one of father's horses was very bad news. Not to mention the fact that she had lost it because she chose to run away. Her father was surely already looking for her now, and if he found the horse... she couldn't bear to think about what may pass through his head. She was short on money, her dress was ripped in several places from where she had stumbled or tripped, and her feet were sore. The path ahead showed nothing but more forest, and the last town was several miles behind - two days walk at least. Not only that, this forest barely let the sunlight in, and there were all sorts of noises everywhere that she didn't like at all. So, when she saw someone arriving down the path, she finally thought her nightmare was over. She was sore, she was tired, and she wanted to go home. However, as the man approached, she quickly realized this was not the sort she dealt with, not at all. He was ragged, and he smelled of gin and dirt. She held her head high, as she should, and tried not to look at him as he passed, however, he made no such attempts to be distant.
"Beggin' yer pardon, miss, are yeh lost?" He asked, grinning. He was missing several teeth.
"No, thank you, I'm quite well," she replied, hastening away. However, he turned and caught her arm.
"Miss, yer should learn some manners. Introduce yerself to my friends, haha!"
Angela saw several men step out of the trees, her worst fears confirmed. Could things get any worse for her? However, as a young lady, she knew she had to remain proper. She gave a small curtsy, her black hair bobbing in the noon sun, and said, "I am Lady Angela DeWorlde, daughter of Lord Rashka DeWorlde and Lady Brenda Redwind, and I ask, please, sir, that you let me pass."
"DeWorlde, eh?" The man cackled. "Well, miss, my name is Reg, and yer father been none too kind to my band of friends and I. We're poor men, and do what we can to live, and he tries to drive us off his land. That's not very nice of him, yer think?"
"My father would never turn away a proper citizen," Angela replied. Immediately, she knew this was a mistake. The band of men subtly took this as a symbol of aggression.
"Yer father is a spoiled brat, miss!" The man snared. "I think it'd be a good idea if'n we take his daughter for ransom."
"You won't do that."
Angela turned, off to her left, a man had appeared. His blonde hair was cropped into a simple, short cut, and he wore nothing but a brown robe, his feet were bare beneath him. Angela wondered why she hadn't heard or seen this man appear. The man named Reg turned and said, "Oh? And who might yer be?"
"I am merely interested in seeing that no one here gets hurt," said the man, stepping forward. His feet seemed eerily silent on the dirt path.
"And no one will, if'n the missus comes without a fuss. While we're at it, why don't you give us anything valuable, as well? Wouldn't want you to lose it," sneered Reg. His band cackled, and stepped forward. The eight men quickly surrounded the man in the robe.
"I carry nothing of value," replied the man cooly. "Leave us be."
"We'll be the judge of that," snarled Reg. "If you won't give it to us, we'll take whatever you have and leave your corpse for the birds!"
The men leaped onto the stranger. Angela shrieked, "No!" and stepped back in shock. She was not sure what to do, however, it seemed she had nothing to fear. The men fell back, two had dropped to the ground, never to rise again. The man had drawn no weapon, but his body was centered in a fighting stance. He moved like lightning, striking forward with hands and feet, downing the men one by one, knocking some unconscious, others falling in crumpled heaps where bones had broken. The man called Reg tried to flee, only to be cut down by the far faster stranger. Soon, all the brigands had fallen, and the man remained standing. He walked over to Angela, quickly inspecting her. "You are a long way from home, Lady DeWorlde. Are you hurt?"
"N-no," Angela replied. "Thank you for your help, stranger. Are you a friend of my father's?"
"No, however, I know of him," the man said. He bent down to inspect the wounded men, fishing through their belongings. He discarded all of what he found, money included, until he came across the leader, Reg. Angela couldn't see what he was looking at, however, the man stared at something oval-shaped that he had found in Reg's pouch. The man slipped it beneath his robes and turned to Angela. "I will escort you home, if you wish. It is dangerous for a young lady of a powerful family to be out alone. How did you come to be so, if I may ask?"
"None of your business, sir," Angela snapped, then quickly realized her mistake. "I'm sorry, sir, I am a bit flustered still. I will accept your kind hospitality, provided you give me a name to call you by?"
The man thought on this for a minute, which Angela thought was odd. "Call me Ranger," he said after a minute.
"Ranger? Well, Sir Ranger, if you wouldn't mind my asking, how do you come to be here? I have never seen you within my father's lands before," she asked.
"I am merely a traveler of the road, one who has seen many hardships and wonders," he said evenly.
Angela sensed that this would be all the information she got from the man, and decided not to press. "Very well, Sir Ranger, if you don't mind, shall we be going?"
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
I'm a big fan of multiboxing - I have played up to four characters at once time, and even roleplayed all four at the same time before. I'm hoping that this is accepted here, because it helps me not only to focus and enjoy the game, but roleplaying multiple characters can be enjoyable for others to see as well.
