09-11-2009, 10:23 PM
First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player:
well, I've mostly been what you could call the leader type,in real life and in wow.i enjoyed the lore of the world of warcraft universe and i thought I'd give roleplaying a try,before its too late(joining the army soon)
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
Born and living in the U.S. of A.i speak English.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
mostly as a side hobby.a few friends started playing and i thought "why not." i still find it an enjoyable hobby.
What made you seek our server over others?:
because this server sounds like a quality server,with good moderation.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
Well,i haven't role-played all that much in world of warcraft officially,but i always liked to imagine the character i played doing these things in an in-universe type of way.i suppose you could say im interested in action rp,but i wouldn't mind doing some "tavern rp" every now and then.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
My favorite race would have to be the forsaken.i have read up on their lore quite abit and i find them the most interesting of the races.my favorite class would be the warrior.honorable,skilled,and strong, it is the same as i aspire to be in real life.
What are your expectations of this server?:
Simply that it provides a place to roleplay within the world of warcraft.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
The required introduction.i imagine it does wonders to keep non-roleplayers out.
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!: ((ahh,the tough one.excuse my storywriting skills,this will be the first time,i believe,i have written a story about anything at all))
"Men,what have we learned here today?" silence.not a one of the recruits responded to sergeant argo's question. "you see what happens when you stumble along into the enemy like a bunch of bumbling idiots? you die.but i guess you don't care about that,you apathetic sacks of bones". sergeant argos kicked the corpse of one of them.he didn't really care his men were dead. there would always be more recruits.these ones had failed miserably on the battlefield today,slaughtered by a band of harpies,making him finish the job.now thoroughly covered in feathers,sergeant argos wasn't happy.worthless.thats all forsaken high command had been sending him.worthless meatshields who lacked the mental acuity to be apothecary's,who would trip on their own rotting toes,disqualifying them from being rogues.so they sent them to what high command presumed falsely to be a job they could do:become warriors.
"you see darek,they make a mockery of my role.they presume the way of the warrior is simple,for oafish abominations and little else.how long will it be before they recognize i need real material out here?" darek didn't reply.darek never replied.darek was the skull of a human argos had planted on top of his banner long ago.he remembered a time.a time when he was a feared soldier of the scourge,respected,and given gear befitting that of a berserker.but that time was hazy now to him.ever since sylvanas had freed him,he had carried out his duties,and had carried them out well.true,he had his own free will now,and for that he was eternally grateful to lady sylvanas.but it was time for a change."i'll strike out on my own" he thought. "and maybe,just maybe,when i come back with enough heads,they'll respect the axe the same as the plague". he grinned."darek,i think it's time we go get you some company."
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Not at the moment.all your rules are stated quite clearly.
well, I've mostly been what you could call the leader type,in real life and in wow.i enjoyed the lore of the world of warcraft universe and i thought I'd give roleplaying a try,before its too late(joining the army soon)
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
Born and living in the U.S. of A.i speak English.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
mostly as a side hobby.a few friends started playing and i thought "why not." i still find it an enjoyable hobby.
What made you seek our server over others?:
because this server sounds like a quality server,with good moderation.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
Well,i haven't role-played all that much in world of warcraft officially,but i always liked to imagine the character i played doing these things in an in-universe type of way.i suppose you could say im interested in action rp,but i wouldn't mind doing some "tavern rp" every now and then.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
My favorite race would have to be the forsaken.i have read up on their lore quite abit and i find them the most interesting of the races.my favorite class would be the warrior.honorable,skilled,and strong, it is the same as i aspire to be in real life.
What are your expectations of this server?:
Simply that it provides a place to roleplay within the world of warcraft.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
The required introduction.i imagine it does wonders to keep non-roleplayers out.
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!: ((ahh,the tough one.excuse my storywriting skills,this will be the first time,i believe,i have written a story about anything at all))
"Men,what have we learned here today?" silence.not a one of the recruits responded to sergeant argo's question. "you see what happens when you stumble along into the enemy like a bunch of bumbling idiots? you die.but i guess you don't care about that,you apathetic sacks of bones". sergeant argos kicked the corpse of one of them.he didn't really care his men were dead. there would always be more recruits.these ones had failed miserably on the battlefield today,slaughtered by a band of harpies,making him finish the job.now thoroughly covered in feathers,sergeant argos wasn't happy.worthless.thats all forsaken high command had been sending him.worthless meatshields who lacked the mental acuity to be apothecary's,who would trip on their own rotting toes,disqualifying them from being rogues.so they sent them to what high command presumed falsely to be a job they could do:become warriors.
"you see darek,they make a mockery of my role.they presume the way of the warrior is simple,for oafish abominations and little else.how long will it be before they recognize i need real material out here?" darek didn't reply.darek never replied.darek was the skull of a human argos had planted on top of his banner long ago.he remembered a time.a time when he was a feared soldier of the scourge,respected,and given gear befitting that of a berserker.but that time was hazy now to him.ever since sylvanas had freed him,he had carried out his duties,and had carried them out well.true,he had his own free will now,and for that he was eternally grateful to lady sylvanas.but it was time for a change."i'll strike out on my own" he thought. "and maybe,just maybe,when i come back with enough heads,they'll respect the axe the same as the plague". he grinned."darek,i think it's time we go get you some company."
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Not at the moment.all your rules are stated quite clearly.
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